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He sat down on the couch and in that moment, I could see him so clearly. Round face, short hair, lightly trimmed beard, jet black with some gray streaking through it. Light fur on his big pecs, running down over his puffed-out stomach. A biohazard tattoo over his right nipple, which had a thick bar pierced through it. His thick frame dwarfed me. I was 130 pounds, and he easily doubled me in weight, with at least six inches of height on me. I looked down and saw his giant cock sticking straight up, beckoning me. He hadn’t been touching himself, but I was sure it was the hardest it’s ever been. I could practically feel him wincing at how huge it had become, straining for release. In the moment, I could have sworn it was 10 inches, looking impossibly thick. But looking back, I bet it was a solid 7, still huge for my tiny body. I looked back up into his eyes and suddenly felt nervous. I walked to the couch, put my knees on either side of him, and climbed up over him. His dick was resting along my smooth ass crack, the head poking straight out behind me. I started massaging his pecs, running my hands over them methodically, flicking the piercing every now and then to hear him moan. I was so consumed by turning him on that I didn’t feel his own hands massaging my butt. One cheek easily fit in each hand and he would lightly slap them to see my eyes roll back. Soon, he was massaging my hole with his fingers. He reached up and put a few in his mouth, then moved them back down to my hole. He slid one of them in, then another, and then another. They seemed to slide in easily, though I’ve always been notoriously tight. I raised myself up onto my knees, so that my dick was swinging at his chest and my hole was hovering over his perfect cock. He reached up to his mouth again and this time took a glob of spit back down to his cock. By the way his arm was moving, I could tell he was stroking his cock, slicking it up for my tight hole. And then the head was pushing against it. There was so much pressure, but the head finally slipped in. I couldn’t help but moan. It didn’t hurt, but I felt I needed some pleasure to escape my lips, since it all seemed to be bottled up inside. I slowly slid down the shaft of his cock, stopping every few seconds to make sure my ass was getting used to the intruder breaking in. After about 60 seconds, I felt my cheeks land softly on his thighs. He was all the way inside. I looked in his eyes, and he smiled. We were silent for a bit, just enjoying the feeling, until I felt his big strong hands grip my waist. I gave him a light nod, and he lifted my body up slowly, my ass sliding back over the shaft it had just slid down. He lifted me about half way off before lowering me back down again. He did this again and again, each time pulling me further and further up before lowering me all the way back down. The feeling was incredible. I closed my eyes and let the moans escape my lips. I could hear his breathing too. He was enjoying it. He began to pick up the pace. His hands were so tight on my hips, lifting me up almost entirely off his dick and then sliding me back down to the hilt. It wasn’t long before he was bouncing my ass on his dick. He was moving me so fast, our bodies were making that slapping noise I knew only from watching porn. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier. He tilted his head back ever so slightly and started to let out a low, deep growl. Then, suddenly, I could feel him start to slow. I opened my eyes and looked into his. For the first time, he said words. “Are you ready?” In that moment, I had to decide. I considered hopping off and letting his cum shoot harmlessly into the air. But his hands were so tight on my hips, and more importantly, I wanted to keep going. I closed my eyes tight and picked up the pace on my own. When he lifted me up, I slammed back down. I could feel his grip on my hips start to loosen, now that he was certain I wasn’t going anywhere. I continued slamming down on his big cock. Twice, then three times, then four. I heard him begin to growl again and I opened my eyes. Our eyes locked for what seemed like forever. We both knew what was about to happen, and we both wanted it to happen. I reached up and grabbed at his nipples, feeling the bar in his right one, his soft flesh in the left. His low growl steadily grew in volume. I felt his grip on my hips tighten again and he was back in control, lifting me up and slamming me down. Two more thrusts were all it took. He slammed me down, threw his head back, and let out a loud roar. I realized then that I was screaming. Screaming from fear, or from ecstasy, or from the unknown, as his ropes of cum blasted through all the walls of my insides, flooding me until his balls were empty. He was so deep inside, and he had shot so violently, I knew there was no way I had escaped his gift. We both came down together, his cock getting soft in my ass, cum dribbling out onto his stomach. I laid my head on his chest and fell peacefully asleep. I was his forever.

Ever since taking my first anon load and being called a faggot, I've been eager to try power exchange - being a submissive faggot to a superior man. With that goal in mind, I'd been chatting with someone on grindr who seemed to understand what I was feeling, and what I wanted to try. Given the added context of how much I loved being used anonymously, we both agreed that our first meeting in person would be sight-unseen. I was to show up at his address, enter his home and immediately strip and put on a blindfold. He'd use me sight unseen, and then once finished, would reverse the process, and I'd leave never having seen his face. Risky, perhaps, but horny-brain doesn't necessarily make the smartest decisions. The night I was supposed to show up, I was super nervous, and almost backed out at the last minute. But horniness prevailed, and heart pounding, I went over to his house, entered, stripped, and put on the blindfold. I knelt down on the floor, sweating, nervous, but extremely horny - my dick was rock hard - and I called out that I was ready. I heard footsteps approach, and someone stopped in front of me. "Stand up, faggot" Being called a faggot is like a magic word - my dick jumped upon hearing it. I stood, and was led and placed onto a mattress somewhere, on my back with my head leaning off the side. A cock was pushed up against my mouth - thick, and long enough to hit the back of my throat - and I started sucking. I gagged a few times, but did my best (I need more practice deep throating, clearly). After a few minutes of this, I was turned around so that my ass was off the side of the mattress, and I heard him spit onto his cock, and felt it push against my hole. I struggled a bit, a spit-only fuck wasn't something I had ever done before, but I wanted to please, so I did my best to relax my hole. The eroticism of the situation overrode any initial discomfort I was feeling, though. The feeling of a total strangers raw cock pushing its way inside me is such a turn on. "That's it faggot, take it all in", he said as he bottomed out in me. My dick twitched again. He fucked me for a while like this, before repositioning. He had me climb on top of him, so that I was riding him now, still blindfolded. "Are you a slut?", he asked. "Yes sir, I'm a slut!" "You're a whore, right?", he pressed further. "Yes sir" "You just let any dick in you, huh?" - "Yes sir" "I can have other guys here to fuck you?" - "Yes sir" "Good faggot." I had assumed this was just dirty talk, but then I heard footsteps approaching. Someone else got on the bed, and I felt a second cock pushed up against my lips, which I started sucking. Two cocks in me now was a first for me. This second guy would gag me with his cock when he pushed in deep, and this caused my hole to spasm. After a few rounds of this, the guy I was riding came in me. I felt a surge of emotion as he came inside me and remember thinking very clearly, I am a faggot and this is how it should be - men should use my body for their pleasure. We switched positions to doggy, with me on all fours, and I was now sucking the cock that had just cum in me, and could taste both my ass and also the cum he had just flooded me with. I could tell the second guy was close, as he started fucking me faster and faster. "You want my load, faggot?" - "Yes sir", I said, around a mouthful of cock. "Tell me you fucking want it, faggot!" - "Please cum in me sir, please, I need it" And with that I felt him shooting his load into me. I felt that same high as earlier. Each load deposited into my body was taking me further and further down the path of being a complete faggot - I wanted to please any and all men with my body. My pleasure would be derived only from pleasing other men. As he pulled out, I felt cum start to leak out of my hole, and then fingers scooping it up, and feeding it to me. I licked the fingers clean. "Such a beautiful faggot. I've got plans for you, faggot." - "Yes sir" With that, I was led back to the front of the house, and then told to wait 30 seconds then take the blindfold off and get dressed. I was still hard as a rock, and leaking. When I got home, I jerked off and came within seconds. Getting unexpectedly used by not one, but two anon cocks was such a thrill. I texted the guy with thanks, and found that he'd already texted me with a short video attached. Turns out he'd filmed the entire session - the part he sent me was me saying I was a slut and that I would let any dick in me. I was getting hard again even though I'd just cum - seeing myself used and speaking out loud what I wanted really cemented in my brain the fact that I really am a faggot. We've kept in touch since, and I am eager to be trained to be the best faggot I can be. I'm looking forward to what he has in store for me.

I headed home with my cim soaked jock in my back pack, eagerly awaiting to bury my face in it as soon as I got home. I headed to my bedroom, striped and got under the covers for a nap. The smell of my cum soaked jock was intoxicating. As I was sniffing it, my cock grew rock hard, making a tent in my sheets. This time, I look it a bit further by putting my jock in my mouth, tasting my cum for the first time. I had jacked off many times before, but always into a cum rag. The salty taste of my dried cum was exciting. Before I could finish myself off, I heard my dad heading towards my bedroom. I quickly hid my jock, and rolled over on my side so he wouldn't see the tent I had created under the sheets. I slept for almost 2 hours. Although it was now evening, I woke up with morning wood. I checked my phone and my friend told me to call, not text him as soon as I read the message so I did. Sadly, this was a wood killer, well at least for a brief time. I called my friend and the first thing he said was that I wouldn't believe what happened after I left. He was as giddy as a school girl and didn't even give me time to ask! He said he went to take a shower and when he got to the bathroom his step dad was already in the shower, and he saw him naked for the first time. He eagerly said he saw his dad soaping up his body, and then soaping up his cock and balls. He continued by saying his step dads cock was getting hard, and then he put 2 of his soapy fingers up his ass, pumping them in and out. He said it wasn't long before his step dad was fully hard, and shot a loaf in the shower without touching his cock. By now, I was rock hard again, and fortunately my friend said his step dad was calling him for dinner, and he had to go. I say fortunately as I could feel the cum churning in my balls, and I was leaking pre cum onto my sheets. I immediately grabbed my jock and buried it under my nose and started jacking. I imagined my friends step dad in the shower. He was a built hunk, in his 40s I guessed. My friend told me earlier that his step dad was like him with 8, or maybe more but definitely thicker. I already knew he had a hairy chest, as I've seen him with his shirt off at the pool. And now that i think about it, I had seen him in a speedo, but never thought much about it before. I'd have to pay more attention next time! My friend also mentioned that his step dads crotch was neatly trimmed. Needless to say, it wasn't long before I shot my creamy wad, and what a load it was! It hit my face and lips, and for the very first time, I had tasted my fresh salty cum, and I loved it. I had jacked many times, but always into a cum rag, and I had never sniffed the rag. I wiped the cum from my body with my jock, and used my finger to push that on my face into my mouth. Just then I heard my step dad calling me for dinner. I threw on a pair of shorts and headed to the kitchen. Next up. Chapter 3: Gooning.

Slutty Sammy 😊 Jon: Okay boys we need a couple of photos of Sam. Sam lay on your back and close your eyes and keep them closed. Jon then got a marker pen and wrote on Sam’s forehead “Slutty Sammy” on the right cheek “POZ” on the left “CUM” and on his chin “ONLY” okay Leon is going to give you a facial Sam keep your eyes closed. Leon took his place and quickly jerked is cock erupting a huge load of cum on Sam’s face, okay open your eyes and lick Leons cock, nice as Jon took lots of stills. Okay Sam roll over and Jon wrote on his back “Slutty Sammy, POZ CUM ONLY” with a red arrow all the way to Sam’s pick rosebud, handing Leon the camera Jon started jerking is cock and released a big load of toxic cum running down the crack between his buns to his rosebud, then he pushed the cum covered head of his cock into Sam’s ring, turn your face and smile for the camera Sam, Jon said as Leon snapped away and the shoot was over. Okay boys go and get yourselves cleaned up in the shower, I’m going to be busy for a while. While the boys where off, Jon was editing the photo’s for his website and for the cover of a new conversion video, titled “Slutty Sammy’s Poz journey”. Nice he thought and pressed return as the still’s where uploaded. Sam and Leon came out of the shower and Jon said lets get something to eat and drink all normal stuff, after a couple of hours I said to Jon I need to go home Dad will be expecting me, okay Jon said and Leon gave me a kiss as I headed out. Once I got home across the street Dad’s car was missing, strange I thought making my way to the front door, I could see my backpack and a letter pinned to the door, the door was locked as I opened the letter and read I started to cry, Dad had found out. The letter said he was ashamed of me and that he could not have a Gay son and attached where a couple of the stills of me with Slutty Sammy POZ CUM ONLY and had packed is bags and moved on, the rack sack contained your laptop. Goodbye. I was a mess, crying what had I done, when Leon came out of Jon’s and came over and started comforting me, Sam you’ll have to see if Jon will put you up. Fuck him it’s his fault I said, no Sam you wanted this you know that’s the truth. We went over to Jon’s and rang the bell, Jon said Sammy, Sammy, Sammy it was going to happen at some point, I guess it was one of your neighbours who monitors my site, come in and we will work this through. More to Cum if you want it continued?😊

He turned the key and held the door open, inviting me in. I crossed the threshold and paused. A TV was in the corner, porn on the screen, a shemale thrusting herself into a guy like he owed her money. The language was alien, I'd later learn to recognize Portuguese, the language of every Brazilian sex goddess on screen, "Aiii papi!". Brad gently but firmly gave me a nudge toward one of the kitchen chairs arrayed in front of the television and closed the door behind him. My eyes glued to the TV, I barely paid attention as he turned the deadbolt closed and 'secured' the door. I'd heard of shemales, of course, seen a couple of videos in the booths naturally, but none as hot as this woman, far better looking than Emily back home. Her claim was that, at 22 when I'd been 16, she could and would buy the beer and cigarettes; she wasn't remotely close to the Brazilian on the screen. I decided I preferred the porn star and gasped when she pulled out ten inches of cock. Brad chuckled as he kicked his flip flops to the wall next to the door. I kicked my own shoes off next to his. "Have a seat, would you like a drink?" "Coke? Er...please?" I said. My eyes were locked on the screen as she shot her load into her boi, the camera caught every pulse of her balls as she bred him. "You like shemales?" he asked as he sat down next to me, handing me a freezing cold Pepsi. "Straight boys tend to like shemales at first, when they're making the transition, shemales and crossdressers, drag queens. It's like easing into the pool instead of jumping straight into the deep end." His leg pressed into mine and his hand went to my thigh again, but all the way to the top of my leg this time. His fingers brushed my cock, which jumped. He twitched his hand and palmed my shaft through the thin material. I took a nervous gulp of the soda. "Relax, enjoy the show." A new scene had started on the screen, two women in tiny string bikinis. Their tits were straining the bikinis and the bulging cocks were unmistakable as they walked up on the pool boy. "Why don't we get you a little more comfortable," he stood then, and in the same motion began tugging my t-shirt up my belly, "you don't need this." My hands automatically went up, he deftly snared the Pepsi with one hand as he pulled my shirt over my head with the other. The movement caused me to lean into him as he took a slight step forward, and now I could feel his abs press into my face through the shirt. My T came clear and flew across the room and he handed the can back and took his chair again. Sliding it a few inches, now somewhat behind me, I felt his hands spread across my bare shoulders; I shivered a bit and turned away slightly as he started to knead the muscles. ”Nice." he drawled it out slightly, "you work out?" He chuckled at the joke and so did I, the ice started to break then as I relaxed into his hands. "Ever had a massage before?" he asked, "I've got a table if you're up for one, I'm fairly good at it." I said no, I never had had a massage before and then, "Actually, I've never been in a situation like this before." "Never?" he asked. "Well, there was a thing, a couple of weeks ago in San Diego, at the Armed Services YMCA, a couple of guys came into my room...I mean, I invited them to my room, and they were naked, but they only touched each other...it was weird..." I trailed off. "Well, I won't leave you high and dry, honey, you’re gong to get the full experience. I want you to be relaxed, feel good." We continued on like that for a while then he patted my arms and told me to stand up. He reached down and pulled at first one sock, then the other, and tossed them near my shoes and discarded T-shirt. "Fuck you've got a nice body. Being a Marine was a good look for you." His hands ran up and down my sides, then one slid further down, from my waist, my hip, then down my leg to the bottom of my shorts, then up the inside and into my crotch from behind. I felt his fingers wrap around my balls and his thumb pressed the fabric of my briefs into my butt and wriggled. I instinctively pressed back against that and felt him hook the leg opening and his thumb was in my crack. He followed with his fingers and awkwardly reached forward to get at me again. "Ooo!” I murmured, wincing and flinching a bit, into his hand. He'd accidentally raked my puckered hole with his thumbnail. "Nice cock Jeffy. Very nice. Let's get these off you and see you, naked as a virgin." His hand slid back along the underside of me as he withdrew, each fingertip running rough across my hole. It stung a bit but I wasn’t thinking about that as I felt his hands come up, hook my waistband and just like that, my shorts and briefs were on the floor, pooled around my ankles. ”Never been naked in front of a man, hmmm?” he asked absentmindedly as he stroked his hands across my ass. “Well…not exactly, I mean, you know, the shower…” “No. I mean sexually. That’s what I’m talking about. You ever look around in the shower? See what kind of heat the other Marines were packing?” “No way!” I replied. The thought actually sort of repulsed me; the guys I did like were like family, and the ones I didn’t like…well…yeah, no chance. I didn’t talk to them, there was no way I’d consider sex with them. Besides, “Today is the first time I’ve ever really been sexual with a guy.” “What about San Diego?” His hands were all over my ass now, one would slide into my cheeks regularly as he rubbed and kneaded, and the fingernails would play that stinging trail across my tender anus. I thought nothing of it except that it felt nice, this attention. My cock was rock solid as he slid a hand between my legs and made a fist. My thighs parted slightly and he pushed through, reaching underneath and grabbing my cock, “You said something about San Diego.” “We’d just come in from a field op and I was gross, but I wanted to go find a place in San Diego, have a weekend. I took the train down,” he was actively stroking my balls and the base of my cock, my thighs parted wider, about to the PT position. “I got a room at the YMCA. I couldn’t afford anything else. The showers are communal, and while I was in there, two guys came in. Bare assed naked,” “Like you are now.” The thought thrilled me as his hand pulled and kneaded my prick. These guys had come in the room naked, they had nothing with them, and it was a while of me scrubbing and enjoying the endless hot water before I realized they had been checking me out. Boldly, they weren’t hiding anything. Least of all their cocks, on full display. As I related the story and it’s anticlimactic end where they used me for a mattress, fucked each other, and then left me, his fingertips were rubbing and pushing at my hole. “You got a taste of it, didn’t you? That feeling of a man on top of you? Did it bother you they didn’t play with you so much as on you?” “I was nervous, so not at first, but later, it was frustrating. Oooohhmmm….” I moaned slightly as he teased my butt, those fingernails grazing me again. It felt heavenly. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun, I can already tell Jeff. Let me give you a taste.” He pulled down a bit on my dick as his other hand came out of my ass and slid up my back, pushing me forward. I was now bent over slightly and he pulled my cock back and pressed his face into my cleft, his tongue searching across the crack to my hole. I gasped and my cock jumped in his hand as he slipped his tongue into me. I was glad now for the morning shower as he introduced me to rimming, his tongue pushing in and out of me. He came up for air, “Nice! You’ve got a nice tight cherry baby. I can’t wait to get you nice and juicy.” He dove again and started eating my ass in earnest, his tongue fucking in and out of me in a slow rhythm. As I moaned and pushed back against his furry mouth, I thought idly that there was no way I was leaving for a while. Hell, his clothes were still on. My knees started to tremble a little and he backed off then. “Mmmm, don’t wanna get you too excited, not just yet. Just a little tease, get you into chase mode.” He turned me around then and I looked down to him as he appraised my body. His hand wrapped back around my prick and squeezed. Precum drizzled from the tip. “You won’t have any use for this today, not the way you’re used to, anyway. I’m a top, not versatile. You understand what that means baby? It means I’m the pitcher and you’re the catcher, and from the way your body is reacting, I think you’re going to like it that way. You’re definitely going to be catching something today.” He chuckled and stood up. “Now, take my clothes off. Get used to your place. This is Daddy’s house, and you’re the new boy.”. I did as he told me, slightly shocked over how readily I took his orders. I began unbuttoning his shirt, nearly tearing the first button off. He playfully slapped my hand, “Slowly, boy, take your time and enjoy it. I’m the first Man you’ve ever undressed. I’m not going to be the last. Learn how to do it right.” I did as he told me, taking each button and staring at his body as I revealed it. The top buttons revealed a light coating of silver fur across his chest and beautiful, firm pecs. He definitely worked out, this was the proof, and each was tipped by a pink, thick nipple. They were a bit puffy and well defined. Unconsciously, I licked my lips as I continued unbuttoning him. Finally, the shirt fell open and I smoothed it off his shoulders, feeling the lean muscle under my hands. I felt a little thrill as he grabbed between my legs again. “Now, get on your knees and take off my pants. Shorts first.” He put a hand on my shoulder and gently forced me down; I was now at near eye level to his crotch, I could clearly see the bulge of his prick in front of me. I undid the belt and fly, breathing in, smelling his sex. It was exhilarating, that first true smell of his pheromones. He stepped one foot, and then the other, out of his shorts and now stood in front of me in just a blue brief that fit his body like paint. I could almost see the veins on his turgid cock as I reached for the waistband. I paused a moment, nervous again. Was he going to put it in my mouth? I took a breath and pulled. His prick fell out, fully erect, precum oozing from the tip. A thick chrome ring encircled the base and the veins WERE rippling across its thick surface. He was huge, at least 8 inches, and thick, and I gasped quietly. He took that moment of surprise to firmly pull my head in and suddenly that cock head was on my lips. “open wide for Daddy, Jeff, it’s time for your next lesson.” He said as he pushed into my mouth. I tasted the salty precum as the head slid across my tongue, slowly fucking into the back of my throat. I started to grip the base and he swatted my hand away, “Hands off boy. This is your first blowjob, isn’t it? You’re going to learn the right way isn’t like those sluts in the pornos do it. Girls don’t know how to suck cock, but you’re going to learn the right way. I don’t want anyone ever saying my boy doesn’t know how to give a proper blowjob. Now relax your throat and lean into it. Fuck my cock with your throat, and don’t throw up.” I started sucking, cautious at first, jerking back every time he triggered my gag reflex, and bit by bit, that cock worked into my stretching mouth. Saliva glistened as I continued to eat his prick and he groaned. I looked up and saw him, head back, and felt him thrust and for a brief moment, I bottomed out, my nose buried in his hair, the head of his prick almost in my esophagus and then he pulled out with an nearly audible pop. “Good boy. You’ve got promise baby. I’m gonna turn you into an elite cocksucker. A true slut.” I swooned a bit and smiled, and out of nowhere, “Thank you Daddy.” What was this? ‘Thank you Daddy?’ Was that ME? *********************** It's a lot easier to imagine/remember this than it is to write it, so bear with me. Also, only part of this is fiction, I've taken my own cherry breaking and added a bit of fantasy and a bit of fiction. Thank you for the kind comments this far.

Saturday night to Sunday morning. Got a text by my much older top friend asking if i was available for an over night party. I said great timing my wife was away this weekend. I got there and all 4 guys in the group i play with were there. I got pushed to the living room were they all sitting there naked watching porn. Was told to strip and suck everyone. I stripped and started my sucking as they watched. None blew any loads they were saving that. After i got to the last one I got pulled up by my arm got grabbed and pulled to the garage door. Got pulled to the bench and pushed facedown and I felt my leggs and arms and hands tied to the bench its lifted so my ass is high. Then they put a tight blindfold on me. Then they left and the lights went out. It was in the dark for a while then i can see the light went on heard someone walk over. He said with a familiar voice I'm your 1st then felt him rubbing my ass and heard something drop next to me. He said I got a box of toys and things we are going to use on you tonight. I heard some noise then felt something cold on my hole. I heard some heavy breathing and felt something go in. He put a rag on my face and made me dizzy as hell. The thing in my ass was very bumpy and slowly went in deep. He started thrusted it in and out for a while and i can hear him moan and breathing heavily. He pulled it out and felt some fingers go in as he stretched my hole and he shove his tongue deep. He stopped and I felt his cock go in and he started the fuck hard and wild and felt him explode.. He pulled out moaning. Then I heard him walk away and the lights went out. I layed there for some time. I heard laughter and talking in the other room. Then the lights went on and heard some talking and sounds. Then felt a finger in my hole and something go around my neck. He pulled hard and it was hard to breathe then felt a cock go in as he pumped hard and it got tighter around my neck till i almost passed out then released i got so dizzy and i moaned loud. That got him so hot he blew a load in me. The other guy moved over quickly and he started to pump fast . He didnt last long and he growled load and blew a load.. i felt a slap on my ass and the guys walked away and shut the light off as a layed there in the dark again. This went on til sunday morning someone would fuck me and leave. Dont know what they were doing as I layed in the dark between each fucking but thay did a lot of things to me through out the night. I did fall asleep a few times waiting to be woken up someone fucking me. It was a great night my wrists and leggs sore as hell. When i got home slept most of sunday dripping.

Chapter 3: Gooning I couldn't wait to see my friend again, and tell him about me tasting my fresh cum for the first time. Sure I could have called him, but I was sure that we would jack when I told him in person, and that we did! He did call a bit later saying his dad was away, and invited me for a swim, to which I gladly accepted. I threw on my big baggy trunks, and headed right over. When I arrived, he was lounging in a tight red speedo, and smoking a cigarette. I had never smoked, and had no idea he had. I told him I didn't know he smoked. He said not really but another friend himself had recently started experimenting it, and he enjoyed it. He passed me a cigarette, and honestly i didnt care for it, although i smoked all of it. I then told him that I had been experimenting with something too. He asked what, and I told him I had tasted my fresh cum for the first time. Now it doesn't take younger guys much to get hard, and I could see his cock growing in his red speedo, even before he asked what it tasted like. At the same time, I was getting hard too. My eyes focused on his package imagining his step dad in his speedo. The only difference was he had a hairless chest unlike his furry step dad. I started to tell him how I loved the taste of my fresh cum. His cock peeked out of his speedo, and he said he always shot on his jock, and never even thought of tasting it, just sniffing his jock. He asked what it tasted like, and I pulled his speedo down to his knees, rubbing his cock and simply said I think it's time for you to find out for yourself. I pulled my trunks down, and we both started jacking. I could feel my cum building up, but I wanted to last, so even though I didn't really care for cigarettes I suggested we smoke one again. We finished smoking and started to stroke again, and it wasn't long before we both shot our massive loads on our chest and face. I took my finger scooping some cum from his chest, and put my finger to his mouth. He seemed a bit hesitant, but tried it and said he loved it. He said he wanted to taste my cum, but he shot a much bigger load than I and I said he would, but he had plenty of his own to eat this time. We both greedily ate our own cum, and then heard his dad pulling up. We quickly pull up our trunks and jumped into the pool. Fortunately we had already cleaned most of the cum from ourselves. His dad walked in, simply saying it was a great day for a swim. I quickly said, why don't you join us. He quickly said yes and went in to change in a tight red speedo that matched his step sons. I'm not sure asking him to join was a great idea, as I constantly had to hide my raging boner. My friend wasn't getting hard ad he's seen him in his speedo before. We swam around a bit, and when my boner died, I got out of pool and said I had to go home. Of course it was to taste my cum again! I was thinking how my friend said his step dad put his fingers up ass and came without touching his cock. I thought that would be hot, and as my dad wasn't home, I'd give it a try. I tried putting one finger in my hole, and it was really uncomfortable for me, so I took out my hand lotion and put it on a finger. That made it much more comfortable. I didn't stick my finger in all the way, probably just past the first digit, but it was oddly pleasurable. I didn't cum hand free, but later learned it is your finger hitting prostrate that makes that happen. Next Chapter 4: let's talk

About an hour ago... my Sweet Latino FB. i go through withdrawal when He hasn't planted His seed in me in awhile, but then it helps me stay hungry and keeps me grateful for Men and Breeding... and that's not a bad thing. i feel very good right now, not going through withdrawal any more. i love Men.

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...

So after a brief pause in writing fictional stories, I couldn't resist. I've learned my lesson on being more careful in content! Hopefully you enjoy this story. I grew up in a small Midwestern town of 600. People there knew something that happened to you before you knew about it! One thing they never knew was the relationship my dad and I had. As a young child, I was a heavy set guy. I had no interest in girls, neither did they to me. Sports weren't my thing. Sure I played little league, but it wasn't uncommon for me to skip practice to watch Sonny and Cher. In fact little league likely piqued my interest in guys. At that point in my life, I really didn't know what gay was. Apparently I was a slow learner. One of the team members however was mature beyond his age, and was my first "gay " experience. I didn't think it was really gay, just a curiosity. Jacking together. Skinny dipping. Finding our dads magazines and reading the penthouse forums to each other. And yes, admiring the female form. One thing we never did then was have actual sex. What did happen finally started in our Senior year, one hot May day after a playoff game. He invited me to his house and once there, suggested we skinny dip in his pool. We were both hot and sweaty, so why not? His mom was out of town, and his step dad at work. We stripped poolside, and I was in awe with his 8 inch cock. I was your average 6, but he was mean and lean. Before we jumped into the pool, he sniffed his jock, and asked me if I wanted to sniff it? Sure why not. It had an odd odor to it, not just sweat. He later told me he Jack's and shoots his load into it, usually after practice. I asked him if he would do that for me before getting into pool. He said yes, as long as I did the same. We each got on a lounge chair and started jacking our cocks. I came really quickly into my jock, and before he finished, we heard a car door slam, and jumped into the pool. It was his step-dad coming home. I'm pretty sure his dad saw us jumping into the pool naked, but he simply said cooling off after practice boys? We said yes, but my friend said yes Sir. I couldn't help that his dad grabbed his crotch as he said that. Fortunately his dad went back into the house and my friend and I got out of the pool, and sniffed my cummy jock. He then had me sniff it, and said he'd return the favor when his step dad wasn't around. TO BE CONTINUED!

Yesterday afternoon it was a beautiful sunny day not exactly warm, but a beautiful day nonetheless. I was crazy horny and had been thinking about cock all day. I needed to find some dick, so I fired up Sniffies and started looking at the cruisy park near my house. I saw a little bit of action going on there so I decided to drive down and walk the trail some hoping to get my ass fucked but if I strike out it still was a beautiful day to be outside. I drove to the park, parked my car, and got out and headed for the trail. I have been walking maybe 15 minutes when I got to one of the very discreet cruising areas. I went off the trail to check out the spot and when I got there to my surprise, there was a boy sitting on a rock looking very sus. I was really taken back because I never see boys his age when I’m out cruising. He was wearing running pants and a hoodie, but the hood was down and I could see he had beautiful, long, blonde hair that came to his shoulders. He probably weighed 110 pounds, and would fit every definition of twink. As I walk towards him, he blurted out awkwardly “you looking“ which surprised the hell out of me, and I started looking around for a cop or a camera or something but there was nothing. I responded “yes I am“. Again, I was shocked because this is normally not how this kind of thing goes down. It was apparently obvious that cruising was brand new to him. After I responded, again bluntly he asked “do you top” which gave me pause for a second but situations like this don’t come around often, so I was like “I sure do“ and it was easy to see that he was excited and nervous at the same time. I walked over to him and took one last look around and pulled my cock out over my waistband and shook it at him. He immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking my flaccid cock. He was so beautiful and so eager that my cock swelled to rockhard in no time at all. My cock is pretty big and he was definitely struggling with it a little bit because he kept trying to deep throat it, but eventually he gave up on that. He stood up, pulled his pants and underwear down and leaned against a tree. He asked me if I had a condom to which I responded no. He paused for a second and said “are you clean?”. I wasn’t going to lie to the boy so I replied “I have no idea” and he responded “ummm, ok”. I pulled out my little bottle of lube and dripped it on my dick. I also put some on my fingers because his pink hole was dry. I worked in two fingers which slipped in fairly easily and moved them in and out. He was moaning as I moved my fingers which got me pretty excited. I noticed that his anus definitely had seen some action at some point, because in between the beautiful pink spokes of his hole there looked to be a scar from tearing I would assume. Nevertheless, it was a beautiful young hole. I took my cock and rubbed it up and down his hole a few times and then eased it in with very little effort. As soon as I pushed my cock in all the way to the root I was surprised by how tight he felt. Being that my fingers slid in so easily, and it didn’t take a lot of effort to mount him he felt surprisingly tight. I started off slow, but I was giving him every inch of my cock and he was moaning with each slow push. It literally was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen the way his pink hole gripped my penis on the out stroke. It was almost like he was prolapsing a little bit but it was fucking hot. Just the way his anus was gripping my cock got me really excited so I held his hips tightly and really started to fuck this boy good. He was getting a little loud and because I was fucking him hard. You could hear the slapping sound kinda echoing in the woods and I got a little worried that someone might hear us. Fortunately, I was still thinking with my cock, so I ignored any worry I had. It didn’t take long and I was just about over the edge when he said “fuck me daddy, am I a good boy?“ and that was it for me. I started pumping multiple days worth of cum deep in this boys guts After I could feel the pumping stop, I pulled out and spread his cheeks with my hands. I watched as huge drops of my thick seed, rolled out of his gaping ass, and landed inside his pants. he just leaned there catching his breath. I asked him if he wanted me to get him off and I offered that he could fuck my ass if he wanted to. He politely declined which being a bottom I totally understand where he was coming from. He told me it felt amazing and thanked me. In my post nut clarity I asked him how old he was and he replied “don’t worry I’m legal“ and I left it at that. He pulled up his cummy pants and made a joke about how cold my jizz was against his skin and him and I walked out together back to the parking lot. He had a car so he couldn’t been too young. we both got in our cars and left. I am a very dedicated Bottom and it’s so rare for me to top that it really was extremely exciting for me.

I recently moved away from my super conservative family for college, and it has been an incredibly liberating experience. I've been (and still am) closeted, and I'm just now feeling comfortable enough to start exploring some of my desires. I've started playing with toys, and have also started hooking up using apps. But this past weekend, I took my first understall load - it took me a while (and drink or two) to muster up the courage to do this, but I got on sniffies and went to a known bathroom cruising spot and managed to make it happen. When I got to the place, the sniffies app said there was already someone there, and when I went in, there was indeed someone already in a stall. I went into the stall next to them, and took my pants off and started slowly jerking myself. After a minute or so, the guy got down on his knees and slid his dick under the stall. It was a good size, good length and not too thick, with a nice upward curve. My heart was pounding at this point - was this really happening? I got down on my knees and put it in my mouth - slightly musky, but in a good way. I started sucking, getting his dick nice and slick, and after a bit of sucking, I was ready. I turned around, and guided his cock into my hole. The guy didn't last long - he probably fucked me for all of a minute before he came. But as he was cumming, he whispered "yeah take my load you fucking faggot" and that did things to me - I felt a tingle deep inside me (and I don't mean his cum flooding my hole 😂) and an incredible rush. I had never been called a faggot in this context before, and it felt electric. I'd never felt so alive before. It also just felt 'right' to me. I drove home rock hard and when I got home I jerked myself off to the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Ever since then, I haven't been able to get that man's words out of my brain. I'm a fucking faggot, and I want men to cum in me. It's the only thing I think of now when I jerk off. Definitely going to be exploring these feelings more going forward

I was getting a hard ploughing by an incredibly hung top once, and he had me pinned in an uncomfortable position, but every time I asked to move he just held me down harder. After a while he could see I was struggling to take it, so he leant in and just whispered in my ear: 'cry'. I totally let go and soon he was breeding me deep. Huge load. I can see why it's not for everyone, but I found it super hot - he totally owned my body and mind in that moment.

I prefer a used hole and often turn down ones that are not freshly fucked or anon

I post on DoubleList yesterday looking to have sph and to be used. This guy had a nice 7.5 think cock but we had no lube so he used my mouth and slobber worked his cock hard then i got on the carpeted floor on my hands knee let him work hars cock with just spit in my ass that has not been penitrated in years he fuck my hard once he got in bled last night like i was faggot he got his first cock ever it hard but felt good he said he was married and clean but only time will tell. I need so much more. Here is a photo after he was done.

Only been to their Dare2Bare events on a Sunday- and those are good! Not sure what a regular weekday evening would be like… If you’re going to Birmingham and have transport, you might want to check out the Greenhouse Sauna in Darlaston- it’s certainly one of the best (if not the best) saunas in the country.

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.

Part 6 – Craving the Gift Liam stood over Martin and James, deciding it was time to take the handsome young man for himself. Too many young guys struggled trying to take Liam’s cock. Liam had waited until his next conquest had been opened up and properly stretched so Liam could enjoy taking him. He’d taken lots of younger guys, most of them would-be models giving it up for a chance to network in the industry; too many of them were adequate at best, and failed to earn the gifts he had to share. James was going to be a rare treat. Intelligence, youth, and success on top of his incredible looks. He was someone who was used to controlling his situation and directing the outcome. Liam was about to take all of that away from James. “He’s coming for you,” Martin said into James’ ear. James watched as Liam took up position between his legs. Some small part of his mind was saying this was crazy — getting fucked out in public like this, surrounded by strangers, and someone he barely knew anything about preparing to take him. But the rest of him craved what was happening in a way he’d never felt before. Liam looked like a Norse god, his blonde hair blazing in the late afternoon sun, his lean, muscular body stretching up into the sky above James’ own athletic body. Liam was stroking his long, uncut cock, spreading lube up and down his shaft in preparation to take James. He felt like a mortal sacrifice awaiting his fate. Liam exuded confident energy and strength: James could only submit himself to Laim’s raw desire. He couldn’t resist. Wordlessly, his legs lifted, knowing this was the right thing to do. Liam grinned, looking down upon the athletically toned 20-something spread before him. The guy was half his age, his legs up and hole eagerly awaiting Liam’s pleasure. The blonde man leaned forward, his body’s weight hovering and then settling on top of James, pressing the younger man’s knees into his shoulders and exposing his freshly bred hole as Liam’s long, stiff cock began to seek it out on its own. He pressed his weight into James, the hot young man groaning in submission. The French-Canadian cock was like a long pole that he deliberately sank into the anxious younger man’s vulnerable hole. James groaned as the hefty cock filled him. He could feel it’s length going deeper than any of the others he’d taken this week. “oh yeah,” Liam exhaled, letting his cock rest inside the young piece of ass. “I can feel the other loads in you. You’re a little whore, aren’t you?” His accent sounded thicker than earlier and incredibly sexy. He flexed his cock, and James whimpered. “Your ass is pozzed now. You want an ass full of poz loads, don’t you, whore?” “Yes,” James said meekly. He was finding it impossible to take a full breath with Liam pressed on top of him. Liam began moving his cock, at first just a few long, deep strokes, but then he angled the strokes, stretching James’ athletic ass even wider than the other. James had never had an uncut cock inside him before; he could feel the hardness sliding in and out of its uncut sheath. It felt like a massage rather than the usual friction. James was instantly under Liam’s spell. “Uhhhhhh. Ah! Uhhhhh!” “Do you see the crowd around us? They all see what a whore you are. They want to see me breed you.” James felt a thrill surge through him. Everything Liam said was true. “Let them hear you moaning like a little whore.” Liam plunged his long cock into James’ slick hole. “UHHHH!” James didn’t have to try to be louder. His moans and groans were genuine as the powerful man used him. Liam shifted positions so he was kneeling on the blanket, James legs bent on either side of him. Both men’s physiques were fully displayed for the hungry crowd. Liam’s tall, slender body flexed as he drove his cock in and out of the man half his age. James’ athletically built body was laid bare for all eyes, his thick pecs heaved and glistened with sweat in the waning daylight, his toned legs wrapped on either side of the man pounding him. Liam rose up and backward onto his knees, gripping James’ ankles and spreading him wide. He plunged his long dick into his conquest, savoring the young man’s grunt as he was impaled, and then slowly pulled out, letting the head rest in the spasming sphincter muscle. Liam watched the head of his thick cock as it teased the hungry hole, plugging just the head in and out of the hole. Despite the pounding it was taking, Liam felt the young man’s sphincter closing around his cock with every stroke. “FUCK! Your ass is so hot! No wonder everyone in town is breeding it.” James wanted to say something, but that part of his brain had shut down. All he could do was moan, grunt and whimper as this god mounted and used him. Again and again he felt himself filled with the stiff tool that took his breath away, and the intense mingling of relief and desire whenever the long shaft pulled out. He’d never experienced anything like this before — used as a fuck toy outdoors in front of a crowd. He felt exhilarated! And he didn’t want it to end. Again he groaned, barely believing that he was the person making these noises, under the spell of this man who he’d only met a couple hours ago. “This is so hot to watch,” Martin whispered in his ear. “My husband’s cock is amazing, isn’t it?” Again James wanted to speak, but all that came out was a half-grunt and a nod as Liam impaled him again. Martin ran his hand over James’ sculpted pecs and abs, feeling the muscles ripple as the young man was fucked senseless in the dunes. James’ muscular legs were bent in the air as Liam pressed himself deep inside. Martin knew this was simply a conquest for Liam — he likely wouldn’t remember the much younger man’s name tomorrow, but he would relish having taken someone with such a hot body. “Hold his arms back,” Liam commanded Martin. James felt his arms pressed out to the sides, Martin’s strength holding him down, unable to do anything but accept the pounding from this blonde god. Martin was hard again watching James powerless between them. He wanted to kiss James deeply, but didn’t want to sacrifice hearing the younger man’s desperate moaning. “Uhhhhhh! Ah! Uhhhh!” Liam felt the last vestiges of control seep out of James’ body. He had him. Now it was time to finish his conquest and claim his prize. “You want my gift, don’t you, whore?” Liam said as he started to pick up the pace of his fucking. James moan as his ass was spread wider. He knew what was coming. He desperately wanted it. And all he could do now was moan for it. “Little whore is ready for this poz load.” Liam stretched forward again, his body covering James’ athletic body, pressing the young man into the blanket and the sandy dune beneath it. James was trapped and powerless. Liam was pounding deep into the upturned ass, his long strokes becoming shorter and more intense as the pressure in his balls began to build exponentially. At first James could feel the blonde god’s heavy balls slapping against his bare ass, but that sensation faded as Liam got closer to cumming, his balls drawing up tight as they prepared to release. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Liam’s head rocked backward even as he plunged downward into the hungry hole. He gave several primal grunts, marking each of the deep thrusts that he allowed to linger inside James’ ass. James felt the shock waves rocking Liam’s body as he began to pumping his pozzed jizz into him. He felt the thick cock spasming as it released a wave of cum. Liam grunted again, letting his cock slide deep up into James’ guts, extracting a groan from the young man who was feeling yet another load filling him. Liam’s body quaked as his muscle tension released. Conquests should be savored, and he looked into the freshly conquered boy’s eyes. There was total submission in James’ eyes; an acceptance of his fate as a cumdump. Liam stayed inside him, wanting to be certain that none of his seed escaped the little whore’s ass. He wanted to see him trek back across the dunes, a marked whore with the loads still inside his prime piece of ass. Martin leaned forward and kissed James passionately. Liam withdrew, rolling his weight back into a kneeling position. He admired his own glistened cock, covered with frothy cum. He stood up, gazing down on his conquest. James was laying there in the waning sunlight as a few guys in the crowd clapped before moving on. James couldn’t move and laid there breathing heavily. His body was exhausted while totally relishing the intense sexual experience. He could feel his stretched hole wet with lube and cum, and couldn’t imagine anything better. I watched for a couple moments longer as Martin caressed James, then turned away, leaving my cumdump boyfriend laying there in the dunes.

Part 3 – What’s In A Name? The next two days were rainy, so we all stuck around the house. James had returned home early the morning after his encounter with Martin. He googled his celebrity crush, talking incessantly with each of us throughout the day about Martin’s accomplishments. There was no secret of the fact he and Martin had left the A-House together, having walked by several of our friends as they headed to Martin’s. James found some pics of Martin in his younger modeling days, and promotional shots from more recent years. James swooned over these. While he shared with me some aspects of their encounter, adding that they had fucked again in the early hours of the morning before James left. The second encounter sounded more brief and tender, with James waking to the sensation of Martin sliding inside him. He omitted that Martin was poz and that he had bred him, though he did share that they had barebacked both times. James was clearly still star struck by Martin. He texted him several times that day, but Martin was working on a project that was due soon, and chose to use the rainy days as motivation to hunker down and finish. We filled both days with our friends and food, and even a bike ride in the rain. We clubbed both nights, sloshing through the streets, and skipping any late night pizza. Tuesday the weather flipped and was gorgeous. We were heading out to the local pools for the day, having connected with some other friends who were also in town. James opted to hang at the condo reading and having some quiet time. We planned to all meet for dinner later that night. I went to one of the pools with a smattering of friends, having lunch and a bevy of cocktails. Around 2:30 I decided I’d had enough sun and was gonna head out for a bike ride. Tea Dance would be quiet today, so I wouldn’t mind biking later in the day. I walked back to the condo to grab my bike and throw on my sneakers. I walked in the condo and headed up toward our bedroom to change quickly. There was an odd tension in the house, and I heard noises from the bedroom. I slowed my approach and crept quietly to the half open door. I was surprised to find James naked inside, straddling another guy. It took me a moment to place the face because he was partially obscured by James’ upper body, but then I recognized him. He was one of the people Martin had introduced us to in the club the first night. Edgar, I believe his name was. He was a handsome Brazilian living on the West Coast who did some acting and modeling, though it was mostly smaller stuff. He and James had clearly reconnected since meeting in the bar. I tried to be inconspicuous while watching. James was straddling Edgar’s midsection, with Edgar’s dick standing straight up and between James’ ass cheeks, the two slowly grinding. Edgar held a bottle of poppers to James’ nose, and he took a long hit followed by a second one. Edgar’s cock was thick and veiny, probably eight inches long. It had a slight bend to it, and got quite girthy in the middle. It disappeared beneath James who was starting to grind his hole against it. James felt the warm rush of the poppers fill his body. He became keenly aware of Edgar’s impressive dick against his ass, and he moved so he had better access to it. He’d seen the pics on Grindr, but they didn’t prepare you for the real deal. He felt the shaft as it now lay against Edgar’s abs, feeling the hot skin brushing against his own hole. He closed his eyes and focused on the sweet sensation, his hands resting on Edgar’s chest as he ground against that cock. He’d spent the past half hour worshiping Edgar’s fat cock. They’d connected on Grindr a couple hours ago, and it wasn’t long before Edgar was at the door with plans for a walk together out to the breakwater. Edgar had arrived faster than James expected, and he had to answer the door wearing just a pair of shorts. Plans for a walk quickly changed to making out in the kitchen, then moving upstairs to the shower. James had spent a half hour worshipping on his knees in front of the latino god before Edgar had him stand up and turn around in the shower. He would have taken James then and there, but James’ ass was too tight and the shower gel wasn’t sufficient lube. Now James was straddling Edgar, nervously anticipating their second try. The poppers worked their magic over James while Edgar pumped some lube into his hand, reached beneath the younger man’s ass, and lubed both the grinding cock and ass. James sighed deeply as the movements became more fluid with the lubricant. Edgar pressed his cock upward, the head searching beneath James for its target. Edgar felt the divot where James’ hole was hiding, letting the younger man’s body weight press him on the waiting cock. James gasped as a jolt went through his prostate. He instinctively started to press his weight onto it, feeling his hole begin to open and stretch. Edgar’s voice soothed him, “That’s it, baby. Let it inside you.” I watched as James reached back, guiding Edgar’s cock to the right angle. Slowly and steadily Edgar’s cock disappeared inside James. I heard James gasp as the girthy middle of the shaft spread his hole wider, and he paused to let the sharp spasm pass. “That’s it, baby. Take your time. There’s a lot of cock there to take.” James started to descend further on the shaft until it completely disappeared inside him. He rested there, leaning his head back and moaning. Then he leaned forward and kissed Edgar. As they made out, Edgar raised his knees so his feet were flat against the bed, and he slowly began moving his hips in a gentle circular motion. I heard James moan as Edgar opened his further, relaxing his sphincter for more pleasure. James began to ride the massive cock, whimpering and gasping at times as he tentatively descended onto it. “Fuck that’s huge! It keeps getting bigger!” “You’re fine, baby,” Edgar soothed, now running his hands across James muscled pecs. His voice was a deep baritone with a mild accent. James was starry eyed again, entranced by Edgar’s accent and celebrity status. Edgar was guaranteed success the moment he showed up at the door. Sexual energy radiated off of him. “You wanted my big cock. Ride it like a bitch!” James leaned back, arching his back slightly as he braced his arms against the bed. He let out a long moan as he fully impaled himself on Edgar’s Brazilian meat. He began working his hips and slowly raising himself up and down on the long shaft. “That’s it. Work my cock with that ass. Show me what you’ve got, bitch!” James began bouncing on Edgar’’s cock, driving it balls deep inside himself, feeling the thick hardness filling him. Edgar groaned with pleasure. “Fuck that ass feels good.” He opened his eyes and admired the younger guy impaling himself on his cock. He was hot! Edgar had been getting ready to go to the beach when this guy hit him up on Grindr. Apparently they’d met a few nights ago through Martin, but he didn’t really remember, and still wasn’t sure of his name. But this guy had the package — hot body, hot face, and big dick. Turns out he has an amazing ass, too, which he’d given up fast enough. The guy was still arched backward, his own dick sticking straight up, bouncing off his abs as he rode. Edgar watched the sculpted body riding him, the abs flexing as he worked his ass, his cock loving the hot depths of this guy’s ass. “That’s it. Massage my cock with that ass. Work it! Work for that cock.” This guy’s ass work was amazing, and Edgar felt felt his dick flexing in response. But it was time for a change of position so he could really satisfy his cock. When the guy lifted himself off his cock for a break, Edgar made his next move. Edgar flipped the guy around and onto all fours, his ass perfectly displayed in front of him. He parted the checks and gazed at the hole he had been fucking. Edgar could feel the guy’s hunger. He admired the hole another moment, fingering it, feeling his own cock get harder. He loved probing a hot guy’s ass, and this one was intensely willing. “Look at that hungry hole,” he whispered. The guy was taking another hit of the poppers, and Edgar used that moment to align his raw cock with the waiting hole. He slid inside with a smooth thrust, and started fucking that hot ass. Each thrust was rewarded with “ah!” from the guy, which inspired Edgar to drive harder. He grabbed the guy by the waist and started fucking him with a faster rhythm, his own balls slapping beneath that hungry hole. He looked down and watched his long cock gliding in and out. Without stopping, he reached over to his phone sitting on the nightstand and began recording his cock working that ass. “Yeah, bitch, ride that Brazilian cock.” He took longer strokes for the camera, capturing the length of his slicked cock as it slide in and out. The younger guy was moaning like a little bitch. “Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum soon! You’re gonna get pozzed. You want that poz load, don’t you? Don’t you?” The guy was grunting hard, but lifted his head enough to say,”Oh fuck yeah! Poz my hole!” Edgar tossed the phone aside, knowing it would be a hot video, and focused on his final pleasure. His balls were feeling very warm, and the pressure inside was building. He was gonna spurt soon. “This load is going in you, bitch!” Edgar pushed his hungry bottom onto his stomach, plunging his dick deep inside as his cock was aching for release. He was vaguely aware of the guy’s whimpering and begging as he was pounding hard, but he was really wrapped up in his own pleasure. Edgar raised his head, feeling the strain in his body as he pounded his Grindr trick’s hole. He held his breath without missing a stroke. When he released his breath, his cock erupted in that amazing hole. Edgar felt his poz load gush, filling the guy even as his pulsating dick was bathed in it. Edgar grunted and spasmed as he tried to force himself to keep thrusting until his body was simply spent. He collapsed onto top of the guy he’d just bred. I was still watching from the hallway when Edgar drove James into a spread eagle and seèded him. James was lost in the fucking he was taking, and odd mix of whimpering and grunting as Edgar pounded and bred him. They laid there for just a couple minutes before Edgar rolled off of James back and stood up. He started dressing although James was still laying there spread eagle with a cum-filled hole. I slipped into another bedroom as Edgar finished dressing. Edgar found his shirt and pulled it on, tucked his phone into his shorts, and reached over to slap the guy’s upturned ass. “Thanks man,” he said as he started to leave the room, uncertain what the guy’s name had been. I’ve already been here longer than I planned, he thought. He exited the house and walked to where he’d left his bike. It was time for the beach and swim after his afternoon fuck. James lay there another minute before he rolled himself on his back,, bending one leg for stability. His body was tingling, and he felt incredible, even thoughEdgar had made a hasty exit before James came. He didn’t like fuck-and-go’s and was hoping they would still go for a walk afterward. He laid there somewhat stunned, somewhat surprised by the quick exit, and still feeling incredibly sexy. He ran his hands over his chest and abs, then reached down to his hole. He could feel. The warm cum covering his hole. Edgar had bred him. The thought was both frightening and thrilling. He never took loads, but here was his second one this week. What was happening? After Martin had bred him, he told. Himself he wouldn’t bareback again. It was too stressful afterward. But here he was, a fresh load in him, and he was feeling incredibly horny because of it. After Edgar left the house, I crept back downstairs. I pulled out my phone and fired up Grindr and Scruff. There was Edgar’s profile, within 50 feet. The pics mostly looked professionally taken. If I hadn’t seen Edgar in person, I’d have thought this was a fake profile. His pics were awesome and displayed his toned body. I wonder if he ever did porn early on. I was feeling horny thinking about him banging James upstairs in our bed. James was becoming a little star fucker this week! I scrolled through his bio. 6’1”, 40 years old, single. My breath caught for a second. Edgar’s profile said he was poz. James must’ve seen that. I tugged at my cock in my shorts, feeling it’s stiffness. James had taken another poz load.

I came across castration play/fetish recently and I am getting into it now. I love how fags allow doms to take their balls and engage in the ultimate chastity/domination lifestyle, giving to their owner total and irreversible control over their sexuality and finally accepting their 100% submissive role. I understand that this is not the way for everyone but for the few who enjoy it must be great. Most important I think that who goes through castration, the image of a lifelong eunuch has to match the image that a slave has of himself and not do that for somebody else. I have sometimes such a fantasy. But I am not ready to loose my balls XD. Anyway, my master will not own me forever ( I already know which date we will stop to see each other since he's moving out of the country) and I decided anyway to give him the ultimate feeling to be the only men into our sub/fag/slave - Man relationship. I am using a method for temporary (up to 6 months) neutering applying heat to my balls (not cooking them). In one week I will be neutered and I will spend the rest of the month unlocked, getting fucked by my master and all my clear orgasms will be a tribute to his superior manhood, his cum and his orgasms. I hope he will appreciate that. Would you?

I had been playing with my hole for a while this Sunday when my dildo no longer felt like enough. I needed a real dick in my hole. My last hookup was anon and it awakened something inside me. Not seeing but feeling the person fucking me heightened all my senses. Even thinking about it now makes my skin tingle. So I posted a quick ad looking for some ass up anon fun in my small nyc Apt. Soon I had messages from several guys but one really stood out. He and his boyfriend wanted to swing by and tag team me. Without even thinking I accepted telling them that it’s always been my fantasy. Within 30 min I was naked with a blindfold on, ass up and waiting for them to show up. I heard the door open but I lost track of them as soon as it closed. Soon I heard the sound of u buckling right in front of my mouth, instinctively I opened my mouth yearning to taste them. ”No!” He pushed me back “Not yet. I want to have some fun with you.” God all my inhibitions melted away and I just wanted to be used. They had me suck on his balls and really taste their ripeness. I was in heaven. Suddenly I felt something feeling me up behind me. His boyfriend. It was too much I couldn’t follow I was already in my own little world. However I was snapped out of it once he grabbed my head and forced it down on his erect cock. I choked on it, dripping spit everywhere. He didn’t need to say it, I knew he was lubing himself up for the main event. He pushed my head away , grabbed my hips and lined my ass up. I was too tight. He kept pushing until I gave in a little bit and then he started to plow away. Fuck yes. Feeling his balls slap against my ass felt incredible. I also felt the presence of his boyfriend in front of my face. I knew what to do, I opened up and started serving him too. I didn’t know what to do. I just opened up my holes and finally became the faggot I was born to be. His boyfriend was rock hard and wanted a turn. They shoved my body around and they continued where the last person had started. In the moment I didn’t even realize I was doing ass to mouth, but I didn’t care anymore. this kept going for a bit before the first person shot into my throat. Honestly I love the taste of cum so I didn’t mind not getting it in my ass. His boyfriend also fed me his cock to finish but he was rougher. Much rougher. It was hard to taste his cum since some vomit had come up from how deep he kept fucking me. once he came, I was left on my back, face dripping with cum, stretched out hole and with a new favorite way to get breed. I really hope we can do it again. He wants to take me to a gh and get more people to use me hopefully.

Curious if any other bottoms experience pain when a rock hard cock goes balls deep in you over and over? A top with a 7+ inch cock fucked me yesterday. His cock was rock hard for the 15 to 20 minutes that he used my hole and it was painful when he rammed it deep. I did my duty and took it like I am suppose to, but it was like it was so hard that there was no give when it hit me deep.

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The more loads in there, the better. All that cum oozing out on my balls as I fuck....mmmmm. Keeps me hard longer.

A few months back I met a horny older bottom in the gym sauna who enjoyed sitting on my cock. We got so riled up I eventually invited him back to my place so we could finish up. He was fine with bareback, but for some reason despite all the precum I put in him, he insisted I pull out. Of course, I said I would, but I did not. I pretended I was, but really it just meant I pulled out as I was cumming, still getting most of my load in him. I feel like guys like that really want that anyway, to have someone violate their "consent" anyway. I find it kind of insulting and misinformed. It's an unruly demand to make guys pull out this day and age when you can protect yourself or choose not to do bareback. For the rest of us, we have seed to spread.

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I am there to get raw loads in my ass..my cock isnt important..now if you want me to totally go crazy work my nips while breeding my hole....

Never got into twinks much when I was younger, but now that I'm 55, I find myself drawn to them. That's where the step dad/Uncle fantasy comes in. I want to pull them close and kiss them and teach them how much pleasure there is to be had from every nerve ending of their lips and nipples and cock and ass.

I was really horned up last week for a anon brredind session so I traveled about 14 miles from my house to check out a Ramada Inn that was recommended. I got there around 830 AM and the receptionist greeted me promptly. I was horny as he'll and I think she could sense based of my reaction to not being able to get a room until after 11AM. I drove around a few hours, went to a quick Dr apt and showed right back up at 11. I was checked and ready to until I realized I was given required key card access through a secondary door, back to lobby I go and get an outside access room. All while waiting for the two hours to pass I was on all the usual websites lining up tops. The first guy was around my age and build and showed me a Pic of a nice thick 7" upward curved cock. What excited me most is that he stated had had not cum in 3 weeks and I going to get my hole flooded. He shows up within 20 minutes after I told him I was there, door was cracked ajar, my lubed asswas waving in the air when he walked. Anon is always my favorite and the removing off clothes and anticipation always gets my heart pounding. I reach back and stroke and feel the cock and it is Def what was spoken. Usually during ass up anon it is exactly what it is expected, but this guy grabbed my cock and pulled it back so he could start sucking it all while rimming my hole also, HUGE BONUS. This went on for a few minutes and the poppers had kicked in and I was wanting that cock. My friend eased up behind and slid in with resistance due to girth, but one good hit of poppers relaxed my hole and he was balls deep. He pounded me for a good 5-7minutes and then tensed up heavily to what felt like a shower shot blast of hot seed in me. He spammed a few more ropes and I made sure that I milked out every bit my clicking up. Finally he pulled and the smell of cum was filling the air, we spoke a few words and agreed to meet again. After he left I reached backand fingered my hole andcum was everywhere, down my leg,down my balls and all my hole. I Def got 3weeks worth. The second guy was hitting me up within minutes and he was BBC that I spoke with the night before. He said he was7 and thick also, but the Pic looked more like 9. Now I am not a power btm, but I do know what I can take and rarely tap out. He arrives in the parking lot and tell him which room and Crack the door ajar. I am ass up again I let him know that I was already preloaded with seed. He walks in quickly gets undressed, I reach back thinking about 7 and to my surprise it was what I thought 9" cut and perfect thickness, I stroke him hard and then he positions himself to enter, he slides in my wet mancunt with ease and immediately goes in the full 9", he changes position to where one leg is on the floor and other is on the bed and I can tell I am getting it balls deep because they are slapping off mine, the perfect time goes by and he grabs my ass cheek firmly and I feel rope after rope shooting in me, I reach back and grab his cock to feel it spasm each time a rope is shot. He pulls out and the amount he shot into feels just like first guy. He departs and once again I finger my hole to see it is, I stand up to take a pee and cum is everywhere. The next guy is from Sniffies in his early 50's with a cock just like mine, we talk up a bit and he sends a video and pics of cock and says he is also a big shooter. Now for me to get 3 back to back big shooters in a row is pretty much unheard of. He arrives and the same scenario plays out with exception of me being bent over edge of bed vs ass up on the bed. He is aware if loads in me andstaed the mire the merrier he would be. I am still hitting my poppers hard and the smell of both cum and poppers fills the air in the room. He eases and begins with nice smooth and long strokes and within minutes he shifts to jack hammer, the wetness can be felt all over both of us from my leaky hole and he unexpectedly pulls out and leaves me hanging, I feel two fingers go In and a third to follow. He fingers my cunt for a few seconds and then puts his cock right back in and starts pouring away. All the sudden he tenses and let out a lion type roarasheis unloading, he is shaking and quivering while continuing to unload his balls, he reaches and and I get a unexpected 3 fingers of cum that he fingered from my ass THIS WAS A FIRST for me. He gets dressed and leaves and I finished with 6 loads in less 4 hours when all done and said for. For a day and half after this I could still smell cum when going to bathroom. Lots of swimmers in my mancunt.

I was 18, he was 24. We were boyfriends. I had sucked his cock several times and he made me understand I loved cock. He was also the first one to make me taste cum in my mouth. Wanting to make love came naturaly, and the first time was unexpected actually. He was very kind and gentle, rimmed my hole and prepared me to be open. He entered in me raw, I felt so happy and so hot, I really felt his cock penetrating me, he was cautious to make it sweet. It was not painful at all, he dumped his load in me (my very first one). I suppose this was the important and sweet situation that made me aware I was a bottom.

My ass took a good beating yesterday, I had an unexpected day off so I went to my favorite bathhouse and got a room. I had about four hours to kill so I was hoping there would be plenty of action and I was not disappointed. One of my hung silver daddies, about 7 inches but very thick, found me ass up and and began abusing my hole really opening me up. He fucked me for a while and then left to find someone else to fuck me, he loves to watch. He brought back another hung silver daddie, 8 inches but lots of girth, he shoved that big cock in and began fucking me, he said he was new to this but I don’t think so. He said he was cumming in my ass and then pulled out and shot another load all over my, I reached behind and felt lots of cum, very hot. I got fucked by two other guys that used condoms, not my thing since the rubber hurts my ass, one of the guys pulled out and shot all over my chest, his cum was dripping off my nipple. I got fucked by an Asian guy while my silver daddie watched and I sucked his cock, the Asian guy shot a good load in me. I ended up in the maze room and got another load on my chest, that was it but I sure enjoyed my day at the sauna, can’t wait to go back again.

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.

This post almost makes me want to tell a guy to pull out and hope he doesn’t.

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I've only been asked a few times post fuck, but one time a guy asked me in a club after fucking me 'Are you neg?', to which I replied 'as far as I'm aware, I was neg at my last test, but have taken loads since', he then said 'well maybe not for much longer then' and went to walk away. I grabbed his arm and 'said, if you're saying what I assume you're saying you better fuck me again to make sure', so he did 🙂 I have also said to other guys 'as far as I'm aware yes', which another guy said 'what do you mean?' so I replied, 'well I get tested every 3 months, my last test was negative, but I have been fucked by other guys as well as you, so who knows until I next test' he didn't like that, but wtf, he asked and got as truthful answer.

Damn that is hot. Wish there are masters like that over here.

Chapter 6 I go home with David and am happy with how things have turned out. David sticks around for the next week. He shows no sign of leaving. He fucks me every chance he can get. Not what I was expecting of my move to Melbourne. I am expecting things to calm down a bit now. I mean, the boys spent the weekend with me with one goal. To poz me with their own strain, and this has been achieved. I am sitting at home on the balcony enjoying a drink and smoke with David. And I say, “I guess this is it. Job done and I must say – well done lol”. “What do you mean?” says David. “Well, you guys have been great, and you have been amazing to stick around and look after me too. But I guess this is it for you guys. We catch up every now and then or something?” “Babe! I have been so happy fucking around with the boys and I love it, but I must admit, the last few weeks since we knocked you have been equally as much fun. I was hoping you enjoyed having me around too. I was kind of hoping to make it something more permanent. If you wanted too.” David says. David is everything I dream about in a guy and physically I still get hard just looking at him. But I always considered this more of an arrangement that was going to end. It usually does for me. I am not the kind of guy that someone like David sticks around for. “Which brings me to another topic. Our weekend together was as much fun for us as it obviously was for you. Yeah, we were fucking you with a goal. And we achieved that goal. Doesn’t mean we can’t have more goals and keep doing it. I know the others have been asking about the next time. They were just giving you and I some time together.” “Really?” I say surprised. “Babe, let me be honest with you and I hope this doesn’t offend you. I am glad you are part of our little family now. But after the past few weeks, I was hoping you would consider making me a much closer family member than the others. Maybe your boyfriend to start? But on one condition. I know you are a pig bottom and one of the best I have ever fucked. I am also a very horny pig top. I wandered if you would consider being my pig bottom, but open to letting me share your pig hole for others. But I promise it will always be my load last in and me you fall asleep with at the end of the night. Oh, sorry, and occasionally James and George. Four of us falling asleep and waking up together was hot. I wanna do that again.” Just as he finishes that the intercom rings. I forgot the doctor was doing a house call as he promised. “I think you will like these house calls. I do” The doctor comes in and greats David a lot more intimately than in the surgery. It is a full-on crotch grinding hug and tongue deep kiss. He is in tight jeans and casual shirt this time. He turns to me. “So how you been feeling?” And walks over to me and I get the very same greeting. Only by now I am rock hard in my jeans and so is the doctor. He does all the usual doctor stuff and then says, “I want to make sure everything is good below for you now that you are part of the family. And yeah, in case you are wondering, George is the one that knocked me up. In the surgery to be precise lol. I am usually a top, but you have seen George, you know what he looks like. I got so carried away I just had to have him inside me. So, for me, it wasn’t planned like you, but I am grateful to have his babies in me.” I respond, “I never really had a close family growing up, so this is nice.” “Ok, get your gear off and lay on your back on the kitchen table so I can have a look.” I do as he says and he puts some lube on his finger and with complete ease he is knuckle deep inside me probing every corner of my insides. He turns to David. “Show me how you fuck so I can get an idea and make sure everything is good.” Within a minute, David is inside me fucking me on the kitchen table as the doctor kisses him. The doctor says, “don’t cum just yet. Let me have a look now you have opened him up”, and his fingers are back inside me. “That is one of the slickest arses I have fingered. Very smooth in there and nothing I can feel to be concerned about.” David pipes up and says, “you gotta have your cock in him when he cums. He has arse muscles on steroids.” All the doctor says is “Ok”. And he is taking his pants off to reveal a nice 8” cut cock with a pa in it. He doesn’t ask or give any warning, just straight in and he is balls deep fucking me. David starts making out with me and jacking me off and I am already too close. “I really don’t think I can last much longer”, I say and then without warning I am shooting all over my stomach. And true to form the doctor says, “holy fuck!” and I feel him swell as my arse grabs his cock and sends him over the edge and he is flooding my insides with his seed. He slowly goes soft and plops out. I don’t lose a drop and David is disappointed and laughs. The doctor then begins fingering me again mixing his seed around. “It’s very slick now” and laughs. He puts his cummy finger in Davids mouth and David licks it clean and they both kiss. “It’s all yours mate” to David and they switch places and I lick his cock and pa clean as David fucks and fills me with a 2nd load. Since the pozzing weekend it has just been me and David and it has been awesome. But the two of them now ignites the pig in me again. David and the doctor get dressed while I keep fingering myself a bit dripping cum on to the kitchen floor. They grab a few beers and I get dressed and we step out on the balcony for a beer and smoke. “Listen, I get the impression you two are getting quite close. Does that mean you may be coming of the sex market now” the doctor says to David. “Actually, we were just discussing that. I think it is safe to say no. I mean, yeah, I will go as far as saying we like each other a lot and maybe more, but we were chatting about what that would look like, and we were considering an arrangement that would be somewhat liberal.” Says David. “Yeah, I know how I feel about David, and that won’t change, but I still want as much cock and cum in me as I can get. My poz weekend was a warmup for me. I just have someone to share those experiences with now.” I respond. David then leans over and kisses me deeply. “I may just be falling for you babe”. “Great! I have a few patients who are piggy too but need discretion and I am pretty sure your arse is exactly what they need. Any chance you up for a Saturday night at a cheap hotel. David and I can host, but with you blindfolded and taking any cock we bring in?”. I respond by stepping over to the doctor and kissing him deeply and saying, “time and place and I am there” and look at David. “Fuck yeah – my pig to whore out, and love to watch more guys breed you and you not know who they are.” “Good. Let me set it up. I’ll get back to you both”. The doctor leaves and David pulls the back of my jeans down and fucks me again on the balcony. After his second load, David asks, “I know we put temporary biohazard tattoos on for your pozzing and I could see how much you liked it. How would you feel about you and I getting permanent matching ones?” “Book it in babe!”

How Far Does He Cum? I overheard this story from a straight friend. He swears it’s true. I haven’t met his now-wife, Jane, but when I do. I’ll ask her about it. This story has some guy-on-guy contact, but it’s not gay. There is cum, and some of it gets inside a pussy. ___ You know the way college guys brag? I was at a party with my girlfriend, and we stumbled into a conversation about how far we could shoot? At first, I didn’t realize what they were even talking about, and Jane elbowed me. We’d been having safe sex together and monogamously for a while, so I didn’t need to jerk off all that often and reliably wore a condom when with Jane. Jane and I were juniors, and not total geeks. We knew how to have a good time but were very responsible. As Jane I got closer, she asked if I knew anything about ‘women’s ‘cycles.’ I took a family life class in high school, so yeah I knew the basics. She asked if I’d ever lived with a girl before and told her I hadn’t. She told me her cycle was erratic so unprotected sex was a no go. And some weeks would be safer than others. I gladly respected that and told her I was going to be respectful of her boundaries and times. So that was how we’d been since moving in together a few months ago. Anyway, this guy Mike was familiar to me from some prerequisite classes. At the party, he cleared his throat and proudly said his load shot six feet. We didn’t believe that for a second. He asked me if I could shoot farther, and the big-talking man in me said I didn’t know how far I shot, because I had a beautiful girlfriend to take care of that for me. Jane blushed and Mike winked at her. Later that night, after the party, Mike’s brag did prompt some sexy pillow talk. Jane asked if I thought I could shoot that far, and I honestly couldn’t say. So, she wriggled down and gave me a great blowjob. She pulled off as I started feeling my balls tighten and aimed my cock towards me. I did shoot an impressive load, and most of it landed on my neck and chin. She was impressed but asked if I thought Mike was telling the truth. I shrugged and slipped into a sleepy post-cum sleep. As I dozed off, Jane was saying how much fun she was having with me and wondering if we were maybe too safe sometimes. A few days later, Jane brought it up again and asked me to check with Mike to see if he was telling the truth. I asked her why, and she just grinned, saying she had a sexy idea she wanted to try out and would tell me more once I’d asked Mike how far he could shoot his seed. So, a few days later I ran into Mike on campus and asked him if I could ask him a weird question. He told me to go for it. I asked if he was being real when he said how far he could cum. He nodded and asked if I wanted to see, grinning at me. I told him that Jane had wanted me to ask, and I wasn’t into him like that. Mike wrapped his arm around my shoulders and said, ‘Look, Jane is yours as far as I know. But sometimes, ya know, stuff happens.’ He told me that a few guys had asked to see his cock over the years and it kind of turned him on. I asked Mike what kind of stuff he’d gotten into, and he grinned telling me that women asked to see it as well. I noticed he was adjusting his crotch, and it did look big. Mike suggested that he come over sometime and jerk off for me and Jane and I told him that I thought Jane was trying to set the same thing up! I told Mike I’d pass his willingness along to Jane and be in touch. So, I confirmed with Jane that Mike promised he can shoot six feet and was down to show off for us sometime. And that maybe Mike wasn’t totally ‘straight.’ Jane shrugged and told her that she found the idea of two fit guys horny together was kinda sexy. I knew she was planning something and told her I’d be up for whatever she wanted to try out together. Jane whispered that cum really turned her on, and not seeing me shoot often made her want to feel my dick and watch another guy blast off to her getting fucked sometime. Jane planned a little party for me and Mike and asked me to invite him and bring him over. I left as Jane was hopping in the shower. When Mike and I got back, Jane had taped a line on the carpet and told Mike to stand there and jerk his big cock for her as she rode my cock on the bed. She told us that she’d wanted to try some exhibitionist stuff out and knew watching a guy shoot a big load with me fucking her would be hot. So, we all stripped. Mike jerked off his impressive member as I laid Jane down and peeled off her panties and ate her tight little pussy. Mike watched with his toes on the line as I lapped at her wet pussy. Jane had me lay down on my back and mounted me reverse cowgirl facing Mike. I whispered something maybe using protection. Just as she was about to slip her bare pussy lips over my dickhead, she paused and reached over for a condom. ‘Can’t be too careful,’ she chuckled as she unwrapped it and rolled it over my cock. I could hear her rolling her eyes at Mike. Jane slipped right down onto my sheathed dick. She was so wet that we didn’t need any lube at all. Sometimes, with condoms, she needed a bit of glide to get it in easily. I wasn’t exactly small, and she wasn’t exactly loose. I thought that if I wanted to fuck her butt sometime, this would be a way to get enough of her juices dripping to go for it. As soon as Jane had swallowed my full length inside her pussy, she came on my sheathed cock. I wondered if she was so turned on because of my fucking skills, or if it was because she had an audience for the first time. I knew she was watching Mike jerk off as she bounced up and down on my dick. That was the plan, right? Jane came on my cock and grimaced as she rode her orgasm. I let her recover for a few moments before rolling my hips forward into her faster and faster. Mike told her she looked so sexy stuffed with my dick. She moaned and leaned backwards onto my chest. Jane spread her legs wider and fingered her clit. She looked over her shoulder down at me and she moaned and asked if it would be okay for Mike to touch her clit. I agreed seeing no danger in my pal touching my girlfriend’s pussy. We hadn’t talked about that, but she was asking, and I was determined to respect her limits. Mike literally ‘crossed the line’ and reached out. As I fucked Jane, he flicked and frigged her clit. Mike’s fingertips occasionally brushed against my hard cock. I wasn’t bothered by it, and Jane seemed to be turned on by it. She muttered something like ‘two cocks. All that seed…’ I fucked Jane faster as she became sort of a rag doll, overstimulated by my dick in her pussy and Mike’s fingers on her clit. Jane shot out her arm and grasped Mike’s big leaking cock. She didn’t ask for permission; she just went for it. He shook his head ‘no,’ not because she’d broken a rule, but because she’d sent him over the edge. Mike took two big steps back to the line on the floor and groaned as he shot his load. I felt gobs of his spooge land on my cock and all over Jane’s stretched cunt lips. I started to cum at the same time, spilling my load into the trusty latex reservoir. As I hammered my hips to orgasm, I was likely fucking Mike’s cum into my girlfriend’s unprotected pussy. Jane fell asleep with a big smile on her face and a pussy smeared with Mike’s load and her copious juices. Shortly afterward, my cock went back to its normal size and slipped out of her. I was careful to pull my used rubber out of her so none of my seed spilled out. As Mike and I started pulling ourselves back together he pointed to Jane’s crotch. Out of my girlfriend’s freshly-fucked pussy, white gobs of cum were drooling out. I realized then that I’d basically bred her with Mike’s cum. Mike whispered a quiet ‘thanks’ as he headed out. I nodded, wondering if Jane would want more fun with Mike, or another guy anytime soon.

I use toys as a warm-up to being fisted.

Part 4 The next day our group headed out to the beach again. We decided to go early so we could be back in time for Tea Dance, then do dinner and the bars. James had been on his phone texting since he got up, and said he was going to go for a bike ride and would find us on the beach later. We saw him mid afternoon as he strolled down the beach in just his black speedo. He was with Martin and a few others. He and Martin had gone bike riding earlier, and they’d ridden out to the beach with some others. Martin’s husband, Liam, had arrived yesterday. He was tall and lean, with a shock of blonde hair. He was outgoing and had a French-Canadian accent, having grown up in Montreal and keeping a home there part-time. He was a professional fashion photographer and spent a fair amount of his time on the road. Or staying at one of their homes in Montreal, LA or NY. After chatting a few minutes, they continued up the beach. James sat with us for about half an hour before following the others. We saw him a. few times that afternoon, either at the celebrities’ blankets (as one of our friends nicknamed it) or he’d appear at ours briefly to check—in. We were preparing to head back to shower and go to Tea. He decided to stay on the beach and enjoy the sun. I was curious and, honestly, my voyeuristic side was slapping me and telling me to stay. Martin and his husband were sitting on a blanket. They were watching James as he took a run along the water’s edge. He was a runner by nature, and his long legs carried him gracefully, his athleticism obvious. “He’s a hot one,” Liam said. “MMmmm hmmmmm,” was Martin’s response. He was enjoying the show James was putting on for him. “How many times have you done him?” “Just twice.” “Bottom?” Martin nodded. “A very hot one.” He was keeping his voice lowered. There were 3 others with them, and he wasn’t necessarily fond of any of them. Liam had brought several friends down from Montreal for the long weekend. Roger and Kenneth, an on-again-off-again couple who spent most of their time together arguing; and Marcus, who said he was 21 but probably wasn’t. He was a student and stripper, the latter being how Liam had probably met him. “Any luck with Marcus?” “Some. He says my dick is too big. But we’ll see how he does this weekend.” James was now walking back toward their towels, panting from the exertion. He semi-collapsed on his towel beside Martin. Martin couldn’t help but admire James physique. His dick tingled and moved involuntarily as James stretched out. He tried to goad James into running naked, but he wasn’t having it. In truth, it probably would have been uncomfortable to run like that with his cock and balls bouncing. But it would have looked really hot to watch! They’d had a lot of fun biking earlier, and Martin was as impressed with the young man’s intellect as he was with his body. He’d been horny all day because of James. And some old fantasies were creeping back into his head. He patted James’ upturned ass. “Be careful showing off like that. Some bears will drag you into the dunes and work you over.” James laughed. “I hope they bring lube.” Martin smiled to himself, and his cock twitched again. “Oh? Have you been a dune bottom before?” “No. Never. I wouldn’t want to get picked off by the rangers. They were out here a lot a few years ago. Ticketed people for being naked on the beach.” “The rangers have been defunded. They don’t have gas money for their four wheelers, and they aren’t going to walk out this far.” He reached down and waggled his dick. “Besides, they love French-Canadian cock.” “Doesn’t everybody?” James said cheerfully. He was trying not to stare at Liam’s cock, but he had waggled it after all. It was easily eight inches long, a straight shaft to a mushroom head, like a pipe with a blunt. End. Liam had a nice body, lean, not as muscular as Martin. He was fairly gregarious, dominating most conversations that day. James wasn’t sure what to make of the relationship between these two. There wasn’t a lot of affection displayed between them, and Liam was certainly extensive to the twink he’d brought, Marcus. Martin didn’t seem to mind, as he was rubbing James back in front of his husband. There didn’t seem to be any jealousy between the two. The afternoon was starting to wane. Liam, Marcus and the other couple had disappeared over the dune about a half hour ago. Martin had used that time to swim with James, and make out in the water. He’d finally coaxed James out of his swimsuit, and they stood together in the water, discreetly jerking one another under the surface. “Where’d the others go?” James asked. He suspected he knew, and was intrigued by the prospect. “The grasses to play, I suppose,” Martin answered. “They’ve been gone that long.” He looked at James more intently. ”You haven’t been back there?” “Like I said, never.” He’d always been too nervous to do anything out in the open, but here he was with a hardon in the water jerking with Martin. “We can go back. And see what they’re up to. It’s always a good idea to keep an eye on Liam.” They slipped on their swimsuits and walked over the dunes. Into the salt marsh. The green grasses were tall and lush this time of year. The water was nearly up to Martin’s knees, slightly less so on James. Martin lead him into the grasses, following a natural, narrow inlet. They passed a few guys coming out, each one flying solo. “It’s pretty discreet back here, except for the onlookers. “ James heart was pounding and he felt very aroused. They were walking through the slight breach in the grasses, the water sloshing all around them. It narrowed and zig-zagged then it opened into a small beachfront. Liam was there, his hands on Marcus’ shoulders, his cock rubbing up and down the crack of the twink’s ass. Kenneth was trying to get his cock into Marcus’ mouth, but Marcus was distracted by the big cock trying to penetrate him. Roger was playing with a different guy in the water, ignoring the other three. “ Just as I suspected.” Martin looked at James, who was captivated by the sight of men having sex out here. There was some internal conflict on his face. Martin reached over and ran his hand up and down James’s smooth back, feeling the heat of his skin in the sun, and let his hand slide down and grasp his tight ass. James responded by reaching over and running his left hand up and down Martin’s chest and abs, his eyes still on Liam and Marcus starting to fuck. “How are they doing it without lube?” “Liam always has lube in his pouch. Lube and poppers. He never leaves home without them.” James was mesmerized, and Martin could see the bulge in his black speedo stretching. The Brit looked the young man up and down. “You are so bloody hot,” he said. Martin reached beneath the back of the speedo and began to massage James’ ass. James let out a soft sigh, then a whimper as Martin touched his hole lightly. The Brit felt his own cock thickening, relishing the look of the athletic young man standing there in the water. His exposed body was nicely tanned, the quarter sized nipples standing out against the bronze skin. Martin had wanted him the minute he saw him earlier in the week, which was why he laid down his towel close to the group of friends. James had proven to be an amazing lover their first night together. But Martin was feeling more primal out here in the grasses. He wanted nothing more than to pound the hell oughta the young American and seed him for everyone watching to see. “Shall we join them?” James gave a slight, salient nod. Martin lead him forward. Liam smiled at the two. “About time.” He was applying lube to his pipe to enter Marcus. James knelt down in the water and began blowing Martin. Martin watched as his cock disappeared inside James’ hungry mouth. “That’s it. Take it. Get my cock nice and slick.” He looked around; a group of six or seven men were lingering about, watching the action that was starting to unfold. The Brit raised one arm behind his head, showing off his own lean torso as he fed James his cock. It wasn’t long before Kenneth appeared and tried forcing his cock into James’ face. James began working both dicks in front of him, a malicious smile on his handsome face as he considered each dick. He would suck one, then transition to the other, feeling each man push himself deep into James’ eager throat. Martin was firm and steady, using his tool with expertise. Kenneth was more undisciplined, forcing James to gag over and over, and seeming to take some pleasure from it. James was trying to keep his connection with Martin, but the forceful face fucking was starting to break the mood. James tried to look sideways and see what was happening around him. Liam seemed to be trying to enter Marcus, but Marcus kept pulling away. In another direction, Roger was still fucking, and now James fully saw the good looking, dark haired young guy who had given up his ass to the French Canadian. James admired Roger’s body, having found the blonde attractive on the beach, he was captivated now seeing him in action. The compact body was tanned and nicely toned, his leg muscles standing out as he pummeled the handsome boy’s ass. The two were clearly immersed in their pleasure, and James wanted to see the young man get bred by Roger. Martin noticed where James’ attention was lingering. “You want to get fucked like that, don’t you?” He knew the answer even before James answered yes. James went back to attending to the two cocks in front of him. He was spending more time on Martin’s beautiful dick, and trying to resist Kenneth’s more aggressive efforts. He deep throated the Brit’s cock again, relishing the feeling deep into his throat. Someone started to roughly finger his hole, and James could feel the smooth, cool feeling of lube being administered. “Take a hit of poppers,” he was ordered, and the bottle thrust into one nostril. Sparks flew through his body as the rush took him, and the fingers returned to his hole, probing roughly. “Why don’t you show me that ass?” James stood up, ready to take Martin inside him again, desperately needing to feel that beautiful cock inside him. He immediately fell into a deep kiss with Martin, ready to turn around and offer himself to the more mature man. He’d hoped it was Martin preparing him to get fucked, but immediately he felt Kenneth trying to cram his cock into his hole. Kenneth’s aggressiveness was turning James off, and he finally stepped away to break the contact. At the same moment Marcus had also totally stepped away from Liam saying, “It’s just too big for me.” Kenneth also got frustrated. Then he turned and saw Roger pounding away on the stranger’s ass, and lost it. “What the fuck are you doing? Why are you barebacking some slut? Don’t think you’re gonna be putting your dick in me ever again!” He walked over and kept yelling at Roger, who had lost his rhythm. “Let’s move on. The moment is broken,” Martin said with annoyance, shooting a cold glare at the oblivious fighting couple. He led James out of the tall grasses, Liam close behind. Marcus had lingered behind, uncertain what to do, but seemed to be interested in a couple of the onlookers who moved in when Liam stepped away. They sloshed their way through the marsh, and started up. The tall dune heading back to the ocean shore. “Let’s head over this way first,” Liam suggested, leading them on a narrow trail through the vegetation midway up the dune. He found a sandy spot just below the top of the dune, somewhat secluded because of the brush around it. “This will do. You two wait here. I’ll be back in a minute.” It was still a couple hours before the sun set, but the sky was getting slightly hazy. There was a breeze coming off the water, refreshing in the summer heat, even here on the Cape. Martin moved in closer, sliding his hands around James’ waist and kissed him. It became a long, impassioned kiss. The two let their hands explore one another’s body, reigniting the sexual chemistry they shared. Both wanted the other badly. Martin became more assertive, sliding the young athlete’s speedo of with a teasing jab, “Looks like someone is naked on the beach.” His face was only an inch from James’ own, and he reached down to stroke James thick rod. James gasped at the erotic touch. “I guess there’s a first for everything.” “I think there are a few more coming,” Martin leaned into another long kiss. He felt James melting, just as he had the other night. He grabbed one of James’ wrists and pulled his arm up and over his head, then buried his face in James’ exposed armpit. James groaned with pleasure. He instinctively tried to free his arm and end the pleasure-torture of Martin licking his armpit, but Martin’s grip was unrelenting. With his other hand, Martin began massaging James’ ass. James responded with long, deep sighs, “Ahhhhhh. Ahhhhh! AhhhhhHHHH!” Standing there naked in the dunes James was again falling into a sexual trance manipulated by Martin, and Martin was turned on by it. He had already decided that James was going to experience something new today, and James was falling right into his eager hands. Martin whispered in James’ ear. “Shouldn’t your mouth be wrapped around my cock right now?” James dropped to his knees in the sand and almost instantly had Martin’s swelling dick in his mouth. “Mmmmmm. Yeah, your mouth feels amazing.” James’ mouth felt especially warm and wet against the gentle breeze blowing across his naked body. He adjusted his stance in the sand and began pumping his dick into the younger man’s hungry mouth. “Get that dick nice and hard, James.” Liam had returned with their beach blanket and was spreading it over the sand. He and Martin exchanged hungry looks, and Martin motioned for the small bag Liam was carrying. He pulled out two of the items inside, and held the bottle of poppers beneath James’ nose. “Take a good hit of these,” he instructed, taking some delight in watching the sexy 20-something hitting poppers. “That’s it. Now the other nostril. Atta boy. Now get back to work.” James was more voracious about sucking Martin’s dick, placing both hands on Martin’s thighs and fucking his own face on the mature cock. James was on fire, his body aching for Martin, his hole feeling the gentle breeze blowing across it. He couldn’t get enough of Martin’s beautiful cock inside him. Doing this out in the open was risky, and that was giving him a thrill. He ran his tongue along the length of Martin’s dick, than slide beneath it and gently massaged each of his balls with his lips. He’d been fucked by this dick twice – the other night and the morning after. Knowing he was servicing it again was turning him on even more. “Stand up.” James stood totally naked and erect in the open air as Martin crouched down and began stroking his cock with his own mouth. The younger man moaned, closing is eyes to focus on the intense feeling of being blown. When he reopened his eyes, they met with Liam’s. The handsome blonde was kneeling on the blanket, slowly jerking off, letting James see its impressive length. James vaguely noticed some onlookers had gathered around the edges of their spot, keeping their distance but jockeying for a good vantage point. Standing up he could hear the waves on the other side of the dune, but couldn’t see the water. He was feeling oddly turned on being watched by the small crowd, something he’d never really experienced before. He felt Martin’s slippery finger slide up into his hole. Then a second. James groaned with pleasure, nearly losing his footing as the intense pleasure crashed over him. He began moving his hips to encourage the older Brit’s fingers, giving himself over to the growing hunger he was feeling. His mind had shut off all rational thinking and was strictly responding to the sexual stimuli. He felt sexy being admired by these two men, and the growing anonymous crowd around them. He’d never done something like this before, and it felt incredible to do so. Martin stood up and kissed him again, a long, deep kiss while both men fondled one another’s generous dicks. James felt Martin’s hand behind his head, keeping him locked in the kiss. Then he took a handful of hair and bent James head so it was looking down at the hardons, his ear pressed against Martin’s mouth. “Listen carefully and do what I say. I want you on all fours on the blanket. I want you to popper up again. You can suck Liam’s dick while you’re down there. The rest of you is mine. Understand?” James nodded, his heart racing. James was on all fours on the blanket the instant Martin released his grip. His athletic body stretched into the pose with ease, showing off the tight abs, solid shoulders, and athletically tapered waist. Martin watched him get into position and hit the poppers again, Liam helping to coax him. James lifted his ass toward Martin, his balls dangling in the breeze beneath his sweet hole.

6. Dance with the Devil "Those boots do great things for your ass," Jon said. He was walking down the hall, now fully dressed with a dark red harness, a matching cod piece, and a pair of aggressive motorcycle boots. His chest was airbrushed lightly in red, and there was a bit of devil make-up as well. He was hot. "Thank you," I stammered. I was trying not to stare too much. I would sell my soul to have him fuck me. Jon turned to Leo. "You want to find Cal in the kitchen. He'll want the supplies. I'll take our boy?" "Right on," Leo said. "Head's in the clouds," he said, as he gently pushed me towards Jon. I was a bit scared. I was high and very horny, and I wasn't sure I wanted Jon to know that about me. "Breed him?" Jon asked. He grabbed on to front of my harness and pulled me towards him. "Got Leo's load in you?" he whispered. "Yeah, he does," Leo said. "He's got a hungry hole." I blushed, but Jon just leaned in and kissed me. As we kissed, his free hand reached around and started to explore my hole. "Wet," he said, before continuing kissing me. I was wet, and his finger pressed in easily. "Hot," he said. He pulled his finger out. "Plenty of time for that later," he said, and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him; he took me to the living room. There was a small dance floor set up, looking out over the Hollywood Hills, with the sign in the distance. There were maybe ten men on the dance floor, about a third of them younger guys, like me. The rest were muscular older men like Jon. They were all in various stages of costume and dress, although everyone was in some degree of leather. I was staring at one boy. He had goat horns, and a pentagram painted on his chest. He looked familiar, but he was blindfolded. Despite not being able to see, he was still bent over as a leather-clad, muscular half-man, half-robot fucked him. Finally, I recognized it was Seth. "Yeah," Jon said, noticing my sudden shock. "He's a hungry boy. Just like you." He pulled me close to him, as I watched Seth get fucked. "And that's JP," he said, pointing out the Borg fucking Seth. "Not that Seth cares who fucks him." "Hi," a soft voice said beside me. I turned, and saw a tall, skinny, furry boy. The only thing he had on was a pair of heavy leather boots. "Oh, great. This is James, our G-boy," Jon said. "Aren't you, James?" "Yeah," he said. "What do you want?" "Kenta's probably due for .8. And I'll do 1.2," Jon said. "And you need to do some as well." The music was deep, and thumping, but it was still easy to talk. "So, .8, 1.2, and 1.4," James said. "Perfect," Jon answered, and turned his attention back to me. I was starting to sway in time with the beat, feeling the animal power of the music. "You wanna dance with the devil?" I looked over Jon. I noticed he had99 written over his stomach. I couldn't remember it if had always been there. Below it was a biohazard tattoo. Everything seemed suddenly so dangerous. There were warning signs, but it was also still a Halloween party. There was nothing to be scared of. "Yeah," I said. "I'd love to." "Good," Jon said. He grabbed my by the harness again, and pulled me onto the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Seth. He was still bent over and blindfolded, but JP-as-the-Borg had disappeared, and there was now a man in greasy coveralls fucking him. Jon spun me around, my back against his chest, and wrapped a thick arm around, holding me in place. There were maybe ten or twelve men dancing. The area wasn't that big, so we were all pressed together. Most of the men had little more than a piece or two of leather on. It accentuated their muscles and their strength. There were a few boys like me, younger, smooth, and slim. Each had found an older man or two, and had the distinctive dance of a boy being fucked. "Like what you see?" Jon whispered into my ear. I felt his leather cod piece rub up against my hole. "Yeah," I whispered, just loudly enough for him to hear. The entire situation seemed both impossible and inevitable. There were so many men, so many erect members, and we were all there for sex. "It's really hot." "Let's get this out of the way," Jon said. He reached down and pulled off the cod piece. His stuck out straight, erect, and like a heat-seeking missile, homed in on my hole. "Feels wet," he whispered in my ear. "How many men have been up there?" "Two," I said. "Just Seth and Leo." "Slow start," Jon said. "We need to get that hole dripping." His cockhead was pressed against me. But he was moving in precise alignment with me. Each time I tried to slide his tool in, he would pull back just enough to keep me unsatisfied. "Let me fuck you," he said. "I can do this for us." "Please," I begged. "Fuck me" I was staring at all the boys around me, all of them with a thick daddy dick in their hole, each one taking the older man's fluids, begging for the relative stranger's cum. "Fuck me," I repeated. The boy next to me was grunting the same thing. "As you want," Jon said, and pressed his cock into me. He was big, but not too big. After Seth and Leo, he slid in easily, and although I gasped, it was just the pleasure of being penetrated. He didn't bother to slow down in response. It was both scary and hot, knowing that his first priority was his own pleasure. "That what you want boy?" he asked. "Hard, raw dad cock in your hole?" "Please. Fuck me," I grunted. Jon's bare cock was what I had been fantasizing about for the past week, and now it was inside me. I couldn't believe it was happening. "Of course boy," he said. "You feel good on the inside." "You feel good inside me." "I like this," he said, sliding his dick in and out of my hole. "It's good to be inside you." We fucked for a bit, just enjoying the warmth and connection between us. Finally, Jon continued. "Seth said you were on Prep." "Yeah," I said. I didn't want to think about this. It didn't matter. I took a drug, and it made everything fine. "Uh. He told me too. That you're, uh." I stumbled. It was hard to think, but I knew that this was something I need to ask. "You're poz." "Yeah." He didn't say anything else. It was a statement of undeniable fact. "But," I started. His cock was buried in my hole, and I didn't want him to pull out. Nor did I want him to put a condom on. I loved how intimate this felt, even if we had only known each other for a few minutes. "But. I'm on prep," I said. "That means it doesn't matter, right?" "No. It doesn't matter now, does it?" Jon said. He pulled out, so just his dickhead was in my ass. The music shifted. The beat was lower and slower. I felt my heart beating in sync with the music. My head was spinning, my hole was hungry, and I just wanted dick. It was probably only a second or two, but it felt like eternity before Jon relented and pressed his dick back into me. "Fuck," he said. "Love feeling that cum in you." We fucked for a few minutes, long enough for the song to change. Then, in front of me was James. He had three plastic cups with some orange juice in it. He handed me one, then one to Jon, and he kept one for himself. "Cheer," Jon said. "To a night of partying." "To a night of playing," James said. "Drink up," he said. "Do it like a shot," he whispered to me. The three of us downed the orange juice, all of us in a single swallow. I could taste a bitter flavor. I remembered the G that Seth had given me earlier. I was getting re-dosed. "So good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted like the juice-drug mixture, and I was momentarily worried I was getting an extra dose. But James's furry body felt so good pressed against me, and I quickly forgot about anything I was supposed to be concerned about. "You're hot," he said, running his hands over my body. "Isn't he?" Jon said. "I just want to fuck him all night long." "All night?" James asked, a bit nervously. "Don't worry," Jon said. "I've got enough cum for both of you." "Thank you," James said. "I know how you like it." "You do," Jon said. He smiled, and leaned over my shoulder to kiss James. "Leo's around. Get yourself in the mood, and get some more cock?" "Yes sir," James said. My hole twitched when he called Jon "Sir." I had seen it in videos, but it had always been staged and flat. But when James said it, it had the respect and fear that I had jerked off imagining. He gave me one last kiss. "You're going to have fun tonight," he said. Although there were only fifteen or twenty guys on the floor, the light was dim, and there was a bit of a haze in the room. I could smell the familiar sweetness of weed, but also the scent of the crystal. It seemed like everybody was getting high tonight. "He's another hungry boy," Jon said. He kept his cock in my ass. "He'll be out searching for someone to fuck him." He rubbed his beard against my neck and nibbled on my ear. "At least you have mine." He reached down and grabbed the jockstrap's pouch. My dick was still stubbornly soft, despite how turned-on I was. "Tina dick," Jon said. "This has never happened to me," I said. "Don't worry about it," Jon replied. "It's pretty common. I took a viagra earlier. But you. You've already got a thick, hard cock. It's just fucking you." "Oh fuck," I moaned again. Jon's cock was incredibly stiff inside me. It was like someone was ramming a steel dildo into my ass, and despite the discomfort, I was in sex heaven. The discomfort may have even been a factor in how happy I was. I was thinking about the way James had said Sir earlier. Thinking about how in the moment, I would do anything that Jon asked me to do. "Please. Fuck me." "Hell yeah. Looking forward to getting this hole a few times tonight," he said. He pushed me forward slightly, so I was bent over. The shift in position gave Jon an opening, and another inch of his dick slid into me. "Fuuuuuck," I moaned. In front of me a camouflaged jock strap suddenly appeared. Jon gave a sudden thrust, and my head jerked downwards. He was wearing a pair of black paratrooper boots. Jon pulled out, and this time my head was yanked back. He had a thick, muscular body, and his chest was covered n light brown fur. I could see the colorful tattoos across his body. But mostly, I stared at the belt of ammo slung across his chest. "Ohhh fuuuuck," I moaned, as Jon continued to pound my hole. The stranger watched me for several seconds. "This the new boy Seth's been talking about?" he finally said. "Yeah," Jon said. "This is Kenta. Kenta, say hello to Sarge." "Hi, Sarge," I managed to say, before he grabbed my head in his hands, and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're gonna be so much fun," he said, finally releasing his grip on me. He turned back to Jon. "Fire in the hole?" he asked. "Not yet. You wanna do the honors?" "Sure." Jon slammed his cock back into me all the way. This time, though, he held it. "You're gonna go with Sarge. He's going to get you to the next level." I nodded. "You wanna get to the next level?" Sarge stared at me, smiled, and then reached down to adjust his jockstrap. It was already straining against his cock. "Yeah," I started. "The next level. But. Your load." "Don't worry. You're gonna get several of my loads. Just, just I like a hole that's been a bit more, how do you say?" He paused for a moment, then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Used."

3. Sling Sex "Now," Jon said, taking the glasses from each of us, "What were you thinking?" he asked Seth. "He's so cute and boyish," Seth said. Jon had dealt with the glasses, and was now right in front of me. I looked up at him. With the beard and eyeliner, he looked like a kindly old devil with seductive, dangerous ideas. I kissed Jon. Seth continued. "I knew the moment I saw him." "I think I know," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. "What?" I asked. I had know idea what they had planned for me. "Peter Pan," Seth said. I blushed. It wasn't the first time I had been accused of not quite growing up. I was about to protest, but Seth reached down, and pulled down my sweat pants. "Nice underwear," Jon said. "The blue looks good on you." "Too bad it has to come off," Seth said. He pushed it down, and my dick sprang free. "Hard already, huh?" I was staring at Jon, and he was smiling, waiting for my answer. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Me too," Jon said. He reached down and pulled his sweats open. I looked down. His dick was as hard as mine was, but was nearly twice as big: both in length and girth. "It's going to be a fun night." Seth had disappeared for a moment, and I could feel the cool air against my ass. Jon reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks, before leaning in and kissing me again. "One more lost boy, needing a daddy?" he whispered in my ear. His breath was warm, yet I still shivered in excitement. "Please," I said. "Let's not rush it," he said. I heard Seth re-appear. "And I'm sure Seth wants to get you in costume first." I turned; he had random bits of fabric and leather draped over his arms, and was holding a pair of dark green suede boots. "Although you're plenty fine naked, let's get you dressed again," Seth said. He handed me a jock strap, and then a pair of green knee-high socks. After the socks, he helped me into the green boots. They fit surprisingly well, although I hadn't realized just how much of a heel they had. "Look," Seth said, as I stumbled slightly trying to walk in them. He pointed at a large mirror against one wall. In just a pair of green boots and a green jockstrap, I looked less like Peter Pan and more like a horny boy. "The boots make your ass look amazing." I turned slightly and looked. I had a small, but muscular ass. Framed by the jock, I hoped it made Jon and Seth want to fuck me. "One more thing," Jon said, as he came up behind me. "Hand above your head," he said. I put my hands above my head, and he worked a leather harness over them. The straps were warm against my skin, although the hardware was still a bit cold. I loved feeling Jon's fingers against my skin as he adjusted the straps, tightening the leather around my body. "That's perfect," he finally said. I looked again. The leather was deep hunter green, with black accents. It perfectly complimented the jockstrap and boots. "Yeah. That's really good," Seth said. "I'll say," Jon said. He looked at his watch. "Fuck," he said. "I've got to deal with my costume now." He turned back to me, grabbed the harness strap across my chest, and yanked me to him. He gave me a long kiss. "Don't worry. I've already got plans for you later." As soon as Jon released me, Seth grabbed the back of the harness, and pulled me back to him. He wrapped an arm around me, and I could feel his dick pressing against my exposed ass. Jon turned around at the door. He smiled. "Be good, boys," he said. "I'm sure Kenta is very good," Seth said. He rubbed his bulge against my ass. "Very good indeed," he whispered in to my ear, before turning me around. "We'll have plenty of time," Seth said. "And I've been looking forward to this for the entire week." We kissed again. Somehow, Seth seemed to take off his tank top without breaking our kiss. His sweats were the next thing to come off. Underneath, he had a black jockstrap, and his cock was straining against the pouch. We kissed again, as Seth rubbed his dick against me. I kept on trying to find reasons to be nervous or scared, but I couldn't. We were all adults, and we were all men. We were horny, but that was completely natural. Seth finally broke off the kiss. "How do you like it? The leather?" "It feels good. Warm. Strong." "You look good in it," Seth said. He stepped away, and took another look, carefully checking me out. I felt self-conscious, but I also loved being the object of his attention. "Very good," he said. He motioned me to follow him as he headed to the sling. "You ever been in a sling before?" he asked. "No," I said. "Want to try it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt warm, comfortable, and safe. There was no reason not to try it. "How do I do it?" "Just lean back, and sort of fall in," Seth said. He was standing in front of me, and as I tipped back, he grabbed my legs, spreading them wide. The leather was a bit cold at first, but it quickly warmed up next to my body. Seth put my legs into stirrups, so that my ass was spread open and completely exposed. "This feels good," I said. It did. I was on display, and I wanted Seth to take advantage of it. "Really good." "This is just the start." Seth knelt down, and pressed his face into my ass. He ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, and I thought I was going to die of pleasure. I tried not to squirm as he rimmed me, but the sensory overload was intense. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," I moaned, not really able to say much else. Seth seemed oblivious to my enjoyment, but just continued to eat me out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued. After only a minute of rimming, I realized that I had never been really fucked before. Everything else had just been practice, and this was the real thing. It was time to lose my virginity once more. Seth tortured me with his rimming for several more minutes. I was all but begging him to fuck me, but he kept on saying it would happen soon enough. Finally, he stood up. His dick was sticking straight up as well. It seemed impossibly big, yet I still needed it inside me. If it didn't destroy me, it was going to feel amazing. "I know what you want," he said. "You said you're on Prep?" he asked, once more even though we had texted about it. "Yeah." "Awesome," he said. He had found a tub of vaseline, and spread some over his cock. Another dab went into my hole. My ass clenched at that first penetration. But it was very easy to relax. It was like I was stoned, only better. "Yeah," he said. "That's the G. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "It does." "I love it." He slid a second finger into me. "I love having sex when I'm tripping on G." "It feels so good," I said. Between the drugs, the leather, and the fingers, my head was spinning. It could have been scary. But there was something about Seth and Jon that had made me feel safe. As Seth had told me in a message, with me taking prep, the worst would that I didn't have a good time. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," Seth said. "That's fucking hot. Don't worry. You'll get what you need." He put a bit more of the vaseline on his fingers, and a pressed a three fingers into me. He rubbed my hole, trying to get me to relax. "So fucking turned on," I said. "I can tell. But it makes you so tight." He handed me a bottle of poppers. I had seen them online, but had never done it before. "You never done it?" he asked. "Just seen it online." "Hold it under your nose. Pinch the other nostril closed, and inhale. Just two or three seconds, then hold it for a bit." I did what he told me to do. The fumes from the bottle were chemical, but not scary. At first, I didn't think they had done anything. But then, the rush hit me. First, my head pounded a bit, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. Then the warmth went down my body, and I felt my asshole suddenly relax. "That's it boy. Let me in." His three fingers slid in all the way to the base, and they felt amazing. Yet, I was craving more. "Just right. Tight and hot and wet." He played with my ass as I got lost in the poppers headspace. I wanted him to fuck me, and I really wanted him to cum in me. Barebacking had seemed so dirty and dangerous when I had been in high school. But now, in college, as an adult, it was such a different thing. It was how Seth and I were always supposed to fuck. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Yeah. I think so," Seth said. He pulled his fingers out of me. My hole was twitching, hungry for something to fill it up. He lined his cock up with my hole, but then took the poppers from me, and did a long hit from it. "I'm used to them," he said, before taking an equally long drag through his other nostril. "Here," he said, and handed me the bottle and cap. His dickhead was hard and it felt like he was already dribbling pre-cum onto my hole. "Please," I muttered, before taking another hit from the brown bottle. This time, I took a few seconds, and did another hit in quick succession. Seth smiled at me, and as I screwed the cap back on, he pushed his dickhead into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, as he slowly slid his shaft into me. "Daaaaaamn," I grunted. His dick was filling me up. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked and he was just as big as he looked. But going slow wasn't an option for either of us. We needed both needed his cock deep in my guts. It was primal urge, and one that we were powerless against. "All the way," "Hell yeah," Seth said. The urge was irresistible, but that was the entire point. I wanted to get fucked, and Seth wanted to fuck me. It was the perfect alignment of our natural desires. "Almost all in," he grunted. "Sweet hole," he said as he started to thrust back and forth, opening me up and edging himself closer to orgasm. "Hot dick," I replied. He leaned in, pressing himself against me, and forcing his cock deep in my hole. He kissed me. "Fuck me," I said when he finally let me catch my breath. "Please." He kissed me again. It was long and deep, and I got lost. It was the sex that mattered, not the time. I wasn't sure if the kiss was just a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe even an hour. "You're going to get a lot of dick tonight," Seth said. "And a lot of sperm. Enjoy it." We kissed again, as Seth slid his dick in and out of me. He wasn't the biggest cock I had taken, but I had never felt quite so open as when he was fucking me. The drugs were helping, but the lack of any barrier between Seth and myself was the biggest factor. I had heard bareback was amazing, but the stories didn't do it justice. "Don't stop," I said, clenching my ass around Seth's tool, trying to keep it inside me. "That's it," Seth said. "Milk my cock. Get me off." We kissed again. It was a long one, interrupted by only by one of us grunting in pleasure. I tried to keep up, but it was hard to think. All the sensations were overwhelming me: the sound of Seth grunting, the feel of Seth's dick in my ass, the scent of the leather and sweat in the room. It all screamed sex, and was driving me wild. "You want my load?" Seth finally moaned. "Fuck man. Please. Give it to me." I didn't have to worry about anything. I could take Seth's load. He could breed me, like a man should. "Cum in me." "Oh FUUUUUCK," Seth moaned, slamming his cock hard into my ass. Deep in my guts, practically in my stomach, I felt his dickhead flare, and a sudden jet of warmth into my body. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned again, as his whole body shook, and there was another warm jet of sperm landing inside me. "CUUUUUUUMING," he moaned again. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me," I repeated, as he unloaded into my ass. It was hard to believe that something so sleazy and dirty felt so natural. "Fill me up." "YEEEEEAAAHH," Seth grunted again, as his body continued to shake. It took several more spurts before his balls were sufficiently drained. "Hell yeah," he finally said, as his mind cleared from the ecstatic fog of orgasm. "Fuck yes. I had been looking forward to that. And you do not disappoint." He leaned in and kissed me once more. His dick was still hard, nestled deep inside me. He was gently rocking me back and forth on the sling, using the motion to slowly fuck me against his dick. "That felt amazing," I finally said. "You cumming in me." "First time being bred?" he asked. He was still on top of me. He was warm and sweaty, and I felt safe underneath him. I nodded. "Glad it was me," he said. "Me too." We kissed again. There was no rush now. We could enjoy ourselves. "You feel so good." "That's bareback," Seth said. He slid his cock nearly out. He was impressively hard, and he then slid right back into me. "Nothing like a raw hole." Before he could really start fucking me, the door opened and Jon walked back in. He paused, staring at the tableau. "Fuck. That's what I like to see. My boys taking care of each other." "Hey," Seth said. He stood up, but managed to keep his cock in my ass. "What's up?" "Leo's here. Hoping you can take care of that?" "Yeah. Bring Kenta?" "Yeah. It'll be educational." "Very much," Seth said. He turned back to me. "You're gonna enjoy this."

Wonderful story, hope there will be more.

Tanner lapped up the cum and his ass juices from Jake's lap as I texted Bruno. "Fuck" came his almost instant reply after I'd sent him the pics. "You weren't lying, bring him, everything is ready...you got 30 mins" I smiled, pit down my phone, crouched behind Tanner and dug my tongue up his cum soaked, slightly open hole. I needed to taste it, enjoy the salty, musky sweetness of his corrupted pussy before Bruno wrecked it. "We good to go" Jake sighed, getting Tanner to suck his fingers. Two, three vanished down the boy's throat easy. "Good fucking dude" he sighed, fucking his throat with his digits. "He's so fucking ready" Tanner's hole pulsed, agreeing. God he tasted good...and the heat from his hole....Fuck. If Bruno wasn't waiting I'd take him again...I slipped three fingers up his cunt easy as he groaned. "Yup" I admired, "you're good to go" I said, smiling. "You wanna cum baby boy?" Jake removed his fingers from Tanner's throat, pulled his chin up. "Answer him ok bro, you wanna blow your wad" He bit his lip...so fucking cute with spit and cum still smeared in his blonde stubble. "Or..." I whispered, tickling his prostate, "you wanna get fucked into manhood?" I pushed hard against his little button, grinned as he bucked in pleasure. "No" he yelled, "no....I don't wanna cum! Uh....I...oh Fuck....please, fuck me more...get me pregnant with your sperm....oh Fuck....I don't wanna cum till...Fuck....I'm ready" I massaged his heavy, full balls. "Right answer" I smiled, pulling my fingers out his well lived cunt, spinning him around and shoving my cum drenched fingers down his throat. He groaned in ecstasy. Jake was pulling on his jock and some loose shorts as I abused Tanner's throat. Having him maintain eye contact as he sucked my fingers clean. "You wanna get bred some more? Wanna be a cum dump for some friends...? He nodded. "Get up" I ordered. Time for a drive. He looked around for his clothes but, Jake stopped him. "Naked bra', you don't need clothes....look at you, you are fucking perfect...show it off" he soothed, kissing him deeply. I pulled on my shorts, grabbed my keys, slapped Tanner's hot little bum and ushered them out the door. Watching Tanner embrace his inner slut was a fucking turn on, watching him saunter to my car stark bollock naked, cum dripping down his thigh made me instantly hard. The boys got in the back of my jeep, I adjusted my mirror so I could watch my two perfect tweakers make out as if it was the end of the fucking world....I could watch that forever. I sighed, pulled out of the drive and hit the gas. Bruno was not someone you kept waiting. 20 minutes later and we had arrived at the gates to Bruno's mansion. Bruno's boss, Jaeger, kept a number of these 'houses' about the country. Private, secluded...perfect for their collective 'tastes' They buzzed us in and, as the gates swung open I couldn't help but glance back at Tanner...after tonight, I thought, he'd be a seriously cock hungry little cum dump....I couldn't wait to fuck him whenever Bruno was done with him. We pulled up to the front of the house. The massive doors opened and a naked, rippling hunk of muscular sex walked out. He flashed me a grin, caught sight of the boys in the back, opened the door and pulled Tanner out. Tanner stood there, as Jake and I sauntered out. The muscular god seemed super happy with Tanner...and Tanner looked like he'd fallen love with the stud. "Bend over" the guy growled in a thick Spanish accent. Tanner obliged, bending over so that he was resting half in, half out the car. "Yes" the guy said "Go in" he said to us, not taking his eyes off the seed seeping out of Tanner's hole. I nodded to Jake, as I caught sight of the thick tool growing between the Spanish studs legs. Jake saw it too...10 inches at least and thick with rippling veins. As we let ourselves in to the mansion, Tanned let out a muffled cry. The Spanish boy had him mounted, impaled on his ever growing cock, hands firmly covering the boy's mouth. "Valet parking" I heard a voice boom from inside the house. Bruno was the biggest guy I think I'd ever seen, even after all the years I'd known him he still intimidated me. A huge German with a penchant for ruining twinks foolish enough to fall for his perfect, daddy persona. He stood in the hall, rippling with iron. Jake met him in a deep kiss, eagerly reciprocated. "Hello good fucking boy" Bruno cooed, slapping Jake's ass. "And you" he nodded at me, smiling. Outside we could still hear Tanner's deep, full cries. "Whos the valet?" I chuckled, snatching a glass of champagne from one of Bruno's houseboys who had suddenly appeared. All twinks, all gorgeous, all his and all strictly off limits. "Jaeger" Bruno answered. Jake and I caught each others eyes. "Yup" Bruno laughed as he led us into the party room. "Your boy is very lucky, the boss was in town and trust me...he was very excited to meet Tanner" "Fuck yes" I thought. I'd never met Bruno's boss but I heard the rumours....all of them twisted, all of them hot. As Bruno opened the doors to a room packed full of half naked men, chatting, drinking...waiting...I smiled. "This was going to be fun"

Tanner's little ring clenched the base of my ever hardening cock like a vice. It was all I could do to rock him gently back and forth, feeling his ass muscles squeeze, then release, squeeze then release...all the while feeling him shiver in the pain and pleasure of my cock expanding his boundaries. A few more gentle thrusts and his little ring slipped ever so slightly up my shaft. The friction of his unlubed hole was intense, I reached under him, the carpet was moist with his pre cum, a near constant stream of his perfect liquor. He moaned around Jake's cock, his eyes watering as Jake shoved almost half of his length down his throat. He gagged, and as his body rocked his ring slid nearly all the way up my cock, his tight little cunt lips tugging on my thick, veiny meat. He nearly slid completely off as he struggled to swallow Jake. I quickly came to my senses and grabbed his hips, keeping my thick head pulsing just past his sphincter. He moaned in pain. He tried cocking his leg, trying to manoeuvre away from my grasp as he finally began to deal with half of Jake's cock lodged in his throat. "Uh uh, boy" I said, matching his movements perfectly, keeping his redenning cunt stretched around my mushroom head... "He trying to run" Jake laughed, throwing his head back and grunting as Tanner started sucking him more easily again. "Yeah.." I replied, as Tanner's hole fluttered around my cock head. "He's tight as fuck..." I called, grunting. Jake leant forward to get a good view, pressing Tanner into his crotch. "Here" he said, reaching under Tanner, milking his dick till his hand was slick with the boy's pre-jizz. I could hear Tanner moan in pleasure as Jake high fived me with his slicked up hand. I took the hint, smearing what I could on my shaft as Jake leant back into the chair to enjoy Tanner's mouth again. My cock shone with Tanner's essence. I leant down close to his ear, breathing in his smell as he broke a gentle sweat. "Ready whore?" I whispered, "Ready to learn that you don't get to decide when I pull out? Ready to learn to take it like a man?" Jake smirked, keeping Tanner planted on his cock. "His eyes say yes" he said "The Fuck I care!" I yelled shoving my full girth and weight back into the boy. Feeling my head pop into his second hole with the force of my thrust. "Gnnnnnnnnhhhh" he cried, choking again...his back arching away from me. I thrust it back down as Jake shoved his long shaft, balls deep into the boys throat. 'A little pain now' I thought, rotating my cock into Tanner's hot ass. He'd learn who was in charge. If he learnt quick, I'd fuck him like a lover...not a master...but he had to learn...

The next couple of weeks became a blur. Between packing up our dorm room and preparing for finals, Matt and the college agreed a settlement date that fell in the week after finals, so we could get in and start whatever work we had to do to get the houses ready for occupancy. He also used his charm to get our friends to volunteer their time and muscles to complete the tasks. Finals week rolled around and we were all busy trying to pull out the best grades we could from each of our courses. Matt managed to accelerate two of the settlement dates with the result that he took possession of two of the properties during finals week, and he even managed to schedule a party at one of them on the Saturday after finals. Toby, although busy studying for his test and preparing final papers for his classes, managed to help arrange the party and the invitation list. Pete secured a moving van for Friday and we got most of our belongings packed up and ready to go. Matt came over after his finals on Thursday to say he was done for the semester and offered to help us with anything that still needed attention. I had one final left in the morning, and was tired of studying, so I wagged my cock at him and told him he could start with the draining of my heavy balls. He wasted no time and was soon between my legs, sucking down my hard cock. The pressure and tension of the last few weeks of the semester flowed-down his throat, along with my toxic precum. As Matt slurped down my leaking cock, Pete and Toby showed up, back from their finals. Pete, needing to relieve some tension, knelt behind Matt and began rimming his sweet naked pucker, as Toby slid down his shorts and fed me his swelling cock. The taste of Toby’s sweet negative nectar drove me wild as I lifted Matt's head from my cock and positioned Toby’s ass over my fuck stick. Just as Pete slid his cock balls-deep into Matt, Toby sank down onto me, so I was fucking Pete’s boy as Pete fucked me. Given our frantic schedules during the past week or so, it had been several days since any of us had had any sex, so we were rutting like animals. I drove my cock into Toby like a jackhammer, with the result I soon shot a load deep into Toby’s gut. I continued pounding his hole 'til a second toxic load exploded from my cock, to join the first. Pete's orgasm wasn't far behind soon enough he filled Matt’s hole with his massive load. We all collapsed in a pile on my bunk, sated for the moment. As we began to regain our strength and Toby slowly slid off my softening cock, Toby mentioned that he had heard from Jerald that the study had been renewed for fall semester, and that Jerald would be stopping by later. As Pete and Toby cuddled at the foot of my bed, Matt got up and came over to me at the top of the bed and hugged and kissed me. Matt let us know that things were progressing nicely on the last house and he expected to take possession on Monday, adding that he would pick me up on Friday after my final to take me to the party house, so we could see what we needed to do before the party on Saturday. We chatted for a while and then we all headed down to the showers to clean-up before dinner. Matt turned-on the water and adjusted the temperature as I hung up my towel and joined him. My cock expanded again at the sight of my hot lover who was also getting a hard-on as the stream of hot water poured over him. I laughed and offered to wash his back. Needless to say, by the time Pete and Toby entered the shower room, we were hot and heavy in a make-out session under the shower session, our hard cocks in a session of sword play. Pete and Toby once again joined in and this time I ended-up flip-fucking Pete while Matt sank his cock into Toby. There is nothing better than having sex in the showers to relieve some tension from a long week of finals. We all went over to the dining hall after getting dressed and had our last dinner in the commons. Matt invited us over to the gated house for dessert, saying he had something to show us at our soon-to-be-new residence. We finished our meal and headed over to the house, walking the 15 minutes at a good pace. When we arrived at the gate Toby punched in the code and the gate swung back to allow us entry. “So you guys want a tour of the place first or you want to see my surprise?” Matt asked. The three of us indicated opted to see what deep secret Matt had waiting for us. He took us towards and behind the garage, which was the rear of the property, where, upon rounding the corner of the garage, we found a medium sized motor-home. Gesturing at the motor-home, Matt said “Well boys, take a look at your new home while work is being done on the house" and with a flourish he opened the door of the rig and invited us to come on in. Pete was the first to rush inside, followed closely by Toby. By the time I entered with Matt on my tail Pete and Toby were on the couch making out. Matt and I laughed saying “There’s no place you guys won’t fuck, is there?” And with that Matt and I continued on to the rear of the vehicle and entered the bedroom portion of the rolling structure. It had a nice king sized bed which afforded ample room to play around. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and Matt walked up to me. I hugged him, then undid his pants and pulled out his cock and kissed the head before enveloping it with my mouth. Matt began moaning as I expertly blew him, working my tongue into his piss slit, and squeezing his sweet ass checks in my hands. I began fingering his hole and he shot a load down my throat, in my mouth and across my lips and face. As I was licking the cum off his face and snowballing his cum back to him, Pete and Toby came into the room. “So, I thought you were going to show us the house” Pete remarked. I put Matt's cock away and he zipped-up his trousers, adjusting his tool into a comfortable position, and then took us into the house. I understood why he thought we needed the motor-home for temporary housing. The house itself was a mess - not just dirty, but really run down and kind of gross. The house had certainly had potential, but in its current condition it was not livable. Matt went over what he thought needed to be done and what plans he had made for the renovations. By the time we finished the tour and headed back to the dorms, it was getting late and we were all ready to crash. We entered our room and, as Pete and Toby began to fool around on Pete’s bed, Matt undressed me. I laid down naked on my bed and Matt removed his remaining clothes and laid down beside me, we spooned until I fell asleep. I assume Matt soon fell fast asleep himself, and Toby and Pete were right behind us. The next morning I got dressed and went over my notes for my final. Pete and Toby had arisen early so that they could pick up the van. Matt lay in bed smiling at me as I packed my backpack with extra pencils and paper and went to take down the message board on the door, finding a note from Jerald that read “Hey guys, sorry I missed you. Give me a call.” I looked at Matt and grinned, saying “Oops, we got so caught up in the tour last night we forgot Jerald was coming over.” Matt laughed and said he would call him while I was at my final. He kissed me passionately then slapped me on the ass, telling me to get to my class and do well on the test. The final went well and I returned to the dorm room to find it bare and almost looking sterile, as Matt, Pete, and Toby had moved everything out while I was in class. I was a bit sad, but also excited that this chapter of my college life was closing, just as another began. I was about to text Matt to find out where everyone was, when Jerald knocked on the open door, “Hey dude, Matt sent me to get you. The guys are over unloading the van at the house." I grabbed my back pack and followed Jerald down the corridor and out of the building, talking as we made the short walk over to the house. Jerald told me he thought he might have come down with the fuck flu the previous week, but he was feeling better now. I gave him a light punch to the shoulder and welcomed him to the club. We got to the gates and I punched in the code which unlocked the entrance. As we walked-up the drive way, we saw the guys unloading contents of the van into the garage. I walked Jerald to the 'love shack', as we had christened the motor home, and upon entering I offered him a cold beer from the refrigerator, which, I noticed, was well stocked. About then Matt came in, and giving me a hug and a kiss, he asked “How’d the final go?” I responded saying I was confident it went well. Matt went over to Jerald, hugged him, thanking him for coming to get me. Then Matt took Jerald by the hand, and gesturing for me to accompany them, the three of us moved into the bedroom, where, following Matt's lead, we undressed Jerald, dropped our own clothing, and soon enough Jerald was on the bed with one of our cocks in either end. We took turns feeding him our cocks and sliding them up his rear entrance, turning him into a cum-lusting pig. I was about to dump my load in his guts when Pete walked in and joined me, where, after some jostling, he was able to shove his cock in next to mine, stretching Jerald’s hole. That sent me over the edge and I blasted my cum deep in Jerald's ass, which triggered Pete to do the same. As we withdrew our cocks, cum oozed from Jerald's well used hole. Not to be left out, Matt came around, stuffed his cock in, and in no time added his spooge to the mixture. We cleaned-up and Pete and Jerald went to pick up the kegs for next day's party. Meanwhile Matt and I walked over to the party house, which was a few blocks away. The house was in better shape than the gated house, needing essentially only a coat of paint before it could be rented-out. Thoughtfully, Toby had picked-up some couches, tables and chairs so our guests would be comfortable. As matt and I toured the house, I noticed there seemed to be (at least) a couch or bed in each room and in one room were two pairs of slings set-up in the center of the room. I looked at Matt, but he simply grinned and then began undressing me, positioning me in the sling. Although we had just finished playing with Jerald, Matt was apparently ready to go again, once he saw me naked, laying in the sling, ass positioned to take his cock. He slid in easily and worked his tool into my hole, telling me how hot I looked and how he was going to plant his toxic seed in my ass. About ten minutes later he was still talking dirty to me and pumping in and out, when someone behind us coughed. It was a couple of the guys Toby had asked to come over to decorate for the party. Each had pulled-out his hard cock, and was vigorously stroking, Matt smiled at them and gestured to see if either wanted to take his place in my hole. The older of the two, maybe mid-twenties, stepped up and slid in as Matt pulled out. The younger guy, who was about our age, slipped out of his clothing and climbed into the other sling. Matt apparently knew a good thing when he saw it, 'cause he spat on the guy's crack and started working his cock into the newcomer's hole. The slings were positioned side-by-side, but head to toe, so I could watch as Matt plowed the boy and he could watch his buddy pound me. The rattling of the chains masked the fact that we were now joined by Pete and Jerald as well as Toby and six or so other college studs. It looked like the cleaning/decorating gang would be doing a little gang banging first. For the next couple hours we fucked and sucked the dozen or so guys who had arrived to help get ready for the party. I ended up with four or five loads up my boy cunt and dropped a couple loads into a hot 19 year old who just couldn't get enough. We did eventually get the house cleaned up and decorated for the party, but it was quite late when we finally locked up the house and walked home to 'the love shack'.

Matt and I had coordinated our party invites so we would end up at least one of the parties together and Pete was about to go to his first survey party. The parties were still a couple weeks off when we sent Pete to the survey, Matt and I stayed up to await Pete’s return to the dorm room to see how he enjoyed himself. Pete wandered in around midnight, quite a bit earlier than we expected , to find Matt and me in a 69 position sucking on each other’s cock. He walked in with a big smile on his face and said he was home because he had already seeded 10 guys and had took 23 loads himself. We all laughed and as Pete climbed in bed with us we hugged him and cuddled him close to us. We were becoming more than roommates and fuck buddies - we were becoming a true threesome relationship. Later in the week I began feeling blah and Matt and Pete would bring food back from the commons for me and would pick up my homework assignments from my instructors. A few days later Matt became ill as well and Pete took on the task of playing nurse to both of us. It was getting close to the first call back survey party and I was beginning to worry I would not be well enough to go when I started feeling better. Matt was still sick as a dog and couldn’t keep anything down for long, and was beginning to lose some serious weight. As the day quickly approached I considered not going If Matt could not go as well. Just as Matt began feeling better Pete started coming down with the same symptoms and I had to nurse him back to health. The date for the first party was finally here and although Matt and I both still had occasional stomach cramps and sniffles we decided to go anyway just to relieve our blue balls from not having any sexual activity during our convalescence. It had been almost two weeks since I last jacked off or had any sex and I was starting to have wet dreams - which I hadn’t experienced since I was 14 when discovered the joys of jerking-off - several times a day, if need be. We got to the warehouse and went to the secondary entrance as instructed. The door entered into a shorter hallway and then into a larger room after the check-in window, I was again checked in by a handsome co-ed who handed me a familiar envelope and a short questionnaire of which he instructed me to fill out at one of the seats in the waiting area. I took my envelope and proceeded to a student type desk which were scattered around the room with adequate distance to provide privacy. Matt did the same after receiving his package. I opened the envelope and there were the bands like last time and a scantron in which to enter my answers I opened the questionnaire and read the Instructions: Thank you for your participation. This is your return visit to our surveying process. Please answer the following questions after entering your unique ID in the name space. Also please enter today's date for comparative purposes. Thank you 1.) How many return visits have you made since your initial survey a. 1 b. 2-5 c. 6-10 d. 10+ 2.) How many sexual partners have you had since you last visit a. None b. 1-5 c. 6-10 d. 10-20 e. More than 20 3.) Since your initial visit have you had any health problems a. No b. Yes 4.) Have you had any flu like symptoms a. No b. Yes 5.) Have you seen a doctor a. No b. Yes 6.) Are you currently healthy a. No b. Yes The health questions kind of took me off guard but I figured it in line with the kind of activities we had been engaging in. I took my completed survey back to the window and the attendant buzzed me in to a door which leads directly to the locker room. Matt joined me shortly after and he stripped and wrapped the towel around his neck. He was already rock hard and was advertising his wares. I laughed at the sight and planted a wet sloppy kiss on his full lips. I was also on the verge of a raging hard on so did the same as we walked out into the juice bar then into the maze behind. It didn’t take too long to find a willing recipient for my first load of the evening, a hot 30 something nerdy guy. As he seemed to be drooling at each guy who passed-by, I assumed he hadn’t had much cock in ages. I brushed his chest and slid my hand down to his crotch to find a nice thick slab of meat hanging there. I kissed him passionately as he slid his hand over my massive boner. He sank to his knees and took my hard member between his lips and began suckling my penis, making it wet and slimy. At the same time I fingered his ass - which I might note appeared to be dry. As I worked my fingers into his hole he suddenly turned around and implanted my now wet and slimy cock into his man hole and started bucking back and forth on my throbbing phallus. I took over and began fucking this starved soul and as I hadn’t cum in a while, shot my load deep in his guts. As the cum began leaking past my cock I knew I had filled him up and lubricated his hole for the next cock to make a deposit. Moving on, I ran into Matt and Toby, the 18 year old twink boy who had hosted the party a few weeks earlier. Several times at the earlier party Toby and Matt had managed to both take and give several loads of seed. On this occasion we all ended up full and in the steam room where it seemed like everyone was dripping cum from his ass, consequently the floor was slick and raunchy. As many of the inhibitions floated away and piss began to flow over many of the bodies, we all started a piss-fuck-frenzy to rival the nastiest of pig parties. I wasn’t sure if I had more cum up my ass or if someone had given me a piss enema there in the steam room, but I was covered in cum and piss. Suddenly the lights came on and the cleaning crew arrived to hose down the room. We exited the steam room and ended up having a orgy in the showers as multiple guys then used my hole as a cumdump. I had run out of bands and had almost 50 bands on my ankles - a new record for me. I found Matt and he was a mess so I lead him back to the showers and washed him off as another couple of guys fucked us some more under the running waters. We went back to the locker room and got dressed. It was 4:00 o’clock in the morning, as, fully sated, we drove back to the residence halls. To be continued- more visits