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I went right to bed after my time with Mr. Lewis. My ass and legs were sore. It was refreshing to hit the pillow and drift off. My dreams were random and uneventful. At one point I dreamt that the landlord was eating me out. I never thought about him sexually, but he was a rather handsome man. So I welcomed the lewd dream. Unfortunately it wasn’t lasting long, of course once dreams start getting good it starts to fall apart and you begin to wake up. This part in the dream was collapsing because the landlords tongue up inside me grew large and fat, I could feel my ass getting harshly stretched open. That’s when I woke up. But the stretching sensation in my ass was still there. I noticed my legs were up in the air and someone was holding them. As I came to I looked down and saw Mr. Lewis was between my legs. He was in my bed, digging into me with his cock. “Good morning my boy! Hope you slept well. Figured you would enjoy a friendly wake up call.” He slid his cock in me balls deep as he smiled. “Ugh, grandpa! What are you doing here?” I was groggy but was quickly coming out of it. A large 9 inch cock waking you up with penetration will do that. “I thought I already told you? Giving you a wake up call. No better to wake up then to being freshly fucked in the morning, right?“ he started rocking back-and-forth. Keeping my legs over his shoulders. “No, we shouldn’t.“ “You don’t like my cock?“ “No I do, your cock is amazing but…” As he kept plowing into me he looked at me waiting for me to complete my objection, but it was starting to feel really good inside me and I couldn’t find the will power to finish. I was still a little out of it and was horny as hell with Morningwood. “Then let ol granddaddy work his magic on your neg ass. Your ass was made for this old man’s fuck stick. You just lay there and enjoy yourself. This time I’ll do everything.” His fucking got faster. I couldn’t deny that his monster cock felt incredible. I knew he shouldn’t be fucking me, but I felt too good to protest. I tried moving my ass away but the sensations from the thrusting were driving me crazy. One part of my brain trying to escape. The other part wanting more. Mr. Lewis fucked me in bed for what felt like 20 minutes. Fucking me hard and fast, then slowing down and pacing himself. He was really taking his time on me. Then he stops fucking all together. “Ooooh fuck yeah.” “Did you just cum?!“ “Almost. Not yet boy. I’m not done with you just yet. You are my little foot pig aren’t you?“ “No I don’t think so?“ “Yes you are. I know you loved the taste of my feet, sucking on my toes, swallowing the sweat and grime from them.“ Mr. Lewis then grabbed my legs over his shoulders and held both of my feet in front of his face. “Here let me show you how it feels for me.“ with his cock still firmly buried in my ass, he opened his mouth and started sucking on my big toes. Slobbering all over them. When he did it was almost like electricity shot through my body. Holy shit this actually feels really good. I didn’t know my feet could be this sensitive. He ran his tongue up and down my soles, kissing my heels, and being utterly ravenous with them. My cock was rock hard over my feet being played with and I couldn’t help but clench my ass in response. Mr. Lewis still had his cock buried in me while devouring my feet. Not thrusting, but still very hard. He twitched his cock inside of me in response to me clenching my ass. He started sucking on each individual toe now, getting his tongue between them. I clenched my ass on his cock again, his cock twitched back. All the while he seemed entirely focused on my feet. At this point I was gripping my ass around his cock. Wiggling my hips side to side. Mr. Lewis was moaning. “Mmm.” He mumbled throat toes. As he serviced my feet, I couldn’t help but stare down at his, then a weird thought entered my mind. ‘I want to taste them again’. Wait no. That’s not what I was thinking. Was it? No forget that, just focus on what’s happening now. I gave his cock another squeeze from my ass, and this time it responded with several twitches inside me. Like his cock was bouncing on its own deep in my ass. Mr. Lewis grunted. “Mmmh, fuck boy it’s cuming.” He continued his thrusting. My ass was now being fucked while my feet were being licked. I didn’t know my body could feel this good. Mr. Lewis was really incredible with his technique. I felt like my body was being absorbed into him. I was being made into a his meal. If he was a giant and swallowed me whole I wouldn’t mind. I couldn’t help but moan. “Oh! Fuck yes!” Wow that actually came out of my mouth. “That’s right, just lay back and let grandpa feed your ass. Fuck you’re a reckless boy, accepting poz cum into you. I can’t wait to deliver you my AIDS straight into your ass!“ His fucking was now determined. He was quickly licking all over my feet and even biting my toes. He was like an animal. “No pull out!” “Then admit you’re a foot pig. Tell me how much you love feet! If you don’t I will spill the toxic waste from my balls into you! Oh fuck!” “Im a foot pig! I love feet, I love how they taste, how they smell, I want to lick the feet of everyone in this building! So please pull out!“ “THAT DID IT! AAAGH!” Mr. Lewis pulled his cock out of me. But he kept his tip firmly pressed against my hole. He immediately started pulsing ribbons, and they sprayed it out from between his tip and my ass, running down and pooling on the sheets. His cock was spewing heavy streams. I could feel his cock throbbing, and pulsing with every jet of cum. Right in the middle of his orgasm, he started pushing against me again. It was like in slow motion. His cock still shooting but now starting to spread my hole. I tried squeezing my ass shut, but his tip was so large it was hard to fight against. I could feel my sphincter being stretched, the entryway to my rectum failing to keep closed. The pulsing of his spewing cock ever so slightly pressing deeper and deeper. his cum ribbons struggling to spray out around my pucker. I could feel my ring now wrapped around the tip of his cock. But then the pulsing slowed. His cock ribbons calming down. Mr. Lewis panted, sweat on his face. “Nice boy. That’s a strong hole you got there.” There were still small little streams of cum oozing between his head and my hole, so I kept squeezing my ass as hard as I could preventing whatever fluids from making it in past my very tweak barrier. With his cock head still pressed against my hole, Mr. Lewis raised a leg up. He raised my ass and pushed my legs to my head, my knees next to my ears. My ass hole was pointing straight up in the air. His cock was still poking at my asshole, cum starting to pool up between my cheeks, he swung his leg up and planted his foot on my face. “You are a foot pig, so pig out. Smell it, lick it. Eat your breakfast.“ At this point I couldn’t object. With his foot on my face I close my eyes and opened my mouth. As soon as my tongue made contact with his sole, the taste was euphoric, causing me to relax. And as I relaxed Mr. Lewis’s cock pointing straight down quickly plunged down into me. I tried to say something but he muffled my mouth with his foot. “Oh don’t be so dramatic. I’m done cuming. You’re fine. Just lick my foot. You know you want to.” He started to move his hips up and down again with his foot on my face. He says he finished, but with my ass pointing straight up you couldn’t see where his cock entered my ass because there was a cum pool collected on my asshole like a small reservoir. My ass cheeks acting as a cereal bowl holding milk. Mr. Lewis’s devilishly beautiful large cock was now sliding up and down slowly, sinking into the white puddle and into my ass. As he pulled his cock up, the, puddle painted his shaft white, then it went back down, diving down into the pool, then resurfacing, then diving down again. I tried squeezing my ass on him, clenching as hard as I could, hoping it would squeegee off his cum. He stopped with his cock halfway into me. Swirling his toes on my face. Caressing me with his foot. I couldn’t help but stick my tongue between his toes and taste him. They tasted strong, salty sweaty. But they were soft. My god I loved how plump and soft his feet were pressing into my face, it made me moan. He looked at me like a smiling little devil. “That’s probably enough for now.“ Mr. Lewis put his hands on my ass spreading my cheeks with his thumbs and raise his hips yanking his cock out of me. I heard a very wet blorping sound almost like a bubble poping in a pot of hot stew. He raised his face to my ass and started licking my crack, lapping up the cum that was spilling down my back. His finger is keeping my ass cheeks spread apart. He slowly circled his tongue towards the cum puddle licking it up drinking the white soup. He licked my ass and dug his tongue in, eating me out. It felt good and I felt like I could relax more. When he was done he let my ass fall back down on the bed. We laid next to each other. “Are you a dirty foot boy?” I was hesitant to answer but I had already said it once. “…yes.” “Good, I know some nasty fuckers out there who would love you. But for now, I want you to suck on my cock.” This man was insatiable. “More?“ “Of course, I have another load that I want you to swallow.“ Mr. Lewis stood up and guided me by the arm. He reached up and pushed on my head, sending me to my knees. He grabbed his cock and slapped it against my face. Twirling his tip on my lips. “Open up, grandpa needs to piss.” “I can’t drink that!” As soon as I said that he stuck his cock in my mouth. “Of course you can. You drank my piss before. I promise you it tastes better coming straight from the tap.“ He got into his familiar position, back when he tried pissing in my mouth the first time. “Well if you don’t swallow it, it’s gonna go all over your face and on the floor. Doesn’t matter to me. It’s your bedroom.“ I didn’t know what to say. There was a cock in my mouth so I couldn’t exactly say anything. He was tilting his head back and relaxing his body, so he was getting ready to unload whether I was ready or not. I couldn’t just let him piss all over my bedroom, but I couldn’t just drink it. His belly was flexing, priming his bladder, he was making a concentrated effort. I should work up the nerve to stand up and tell him to use the toilet. Yeah that’s what I’ll- “Ahhhhhhhh enjoy.” Mr. Lewis let out a sigh. I could feel the slight tremble in his cock and I knew what was coming. His tip immediately started blasting out a torrent of piss, quickly filling my mouth. It was salty and tart, but it wasn’t as bad as last time. I started swallowing, gulping down grandpa‘s piss. I didn’t want to admit it but it really was better than drinking it from a glass. I slid my mouth forward getting his cock deeper in, almost as if it were pissing directly down my throat. I kept swallowing fast with no time to breathe. ”Oooh that’s a good boy. How do you like being a toilet? You should be ashamed of how dirty you are. he he he. Keep drinking ahhhh keep drinking, there’s plenty for ya.” I was struggling to keep up with his flow. There was so much, it was so hot. I was imagining what I looked like right now. A guy on his knees with a perverted old guy in his room pissing down his throat. I could feel my stomach expanding. I was literally getting filled up on grandpa‘s urine. I really needed a breath, but he was still going. A couple of drops leaked out and ran down my chin. “Ah, not much left.” His flow was thankfully slowing down. I could stop swallowing for a second and allow my mouth to fill up while I took a breath through my nose. Then continued to drink. The pits then stopped, only a few drops were coming at this point. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it trying to get out all of it. I didn’t want any of it falling to the floor of my room. “Oh you greedy little fucker. Look at you milking my cock for all my piss. If you want more I’ll give you more, I’ll need to have a drink first.“ He pulled his cock out of my mouth and playfully slapped my face with it. No drops of piss, I managed to get it all. I got to my feet, catching my breath. I was fucked, had my feet licked, licked grandpa‘s feet, and drink his piss. He had to have been satisfied by now. “Perhaps we should end there for today?“ I asked wiping my mouth. “Perhaps. But one more thing lay back on the bed.” “For what?“ “You’ll see.“ I laid down on the bed and Mr. Louis got up and stood over me. “Don’t move your head.“ He then sat down planting his ass on my mouth, his sagging balls and still semi-hard cock resting on my face. His ass was musky and sweaty. I put my hands on his hips trying to move him. “Enough of that. Just lie still.” His legs gripped my head holding me in place. “Stick that tongue out and lick my ass a little.“ He clearly wasn’t letting me up so I felt like I had no choice but to comply. I open my mouth and located his hole and pointed my tongue up towards it. Giving it a lick. I had rimmed guys before, but not often and not with someone like Mr. Lewis. “Oh, nice. I figured you would like that. But that’s not the only thing I have in store. Since you have a belly full of my piss, I figured I would treat you to breakfast as well. Now you are going to lay still and swallow everything I give you like a good boy.“ I immediately started thrashing. Absolutely not! I may be shy and timid but I definitely have a line, and I am not going to do that! I was yelling at him but my yells were being muffled by his ass. “Oh stop you’re struggling. You’re going to love this. No use fighting, it’s already coming out.” His asshole was press firmly against my mouth. I felt his hole starting to part. Mr. Lewis was grunting and pushing. I can’t believe he’s doing this! Not this! But then, what I thought was going to happen didn’t happen. Instead Mr. Lewis squeezed out a load of cum. His ass was filled with cum and it started filling my mouth. I stopped struggling knowing that the worst wasn’t happening. “There we go boy. I visited a friend before seeing you. He fucked me good. I always love the taste of his cum, so I wanted you to try it.” I was thankful for it being just cum. I wasn’t even curious as to who’s it was. I gratefully licked up his hole and swallowed every last bit of the thick salty nectar. When I was finished he got up off of me. “Had you going there for a second silly boy! Ha ha ha!” What a sadistic bastard. As messed up as he is, I wouldn’t have put it past him to actually try that. My heart was racing, I was definitely fully alert for the morning. “Not funny. I thought you were going to do it.“ I motioned to grab clothes and swiftly got dressed, not caring that the cum on my ass cheeks soaked in to my underwear. I licked my lips, they tasted like feet, piss, cum and ass. Breakfast of champions I guess. Mr. Lewis sensing that I was at my limit, grabbed his ratty clothes and threw them on too. “You don’t need to worry about that Tommy. That sort of thing is a little advanced for you. Not saying that I haven’t done it for some particularly nasty fuckers out there. Trust me I’ve seen all, done all. But I wouldn’t do that to you. My favorite grandson. Unless you want me to.” He grinned “No! Absolutely not.“ I gave him a stern look. “Well now. There’s an assertive response. Good for you. We established a hard line. All else is on the table.“ and he chuckled and patted me on the shoulder. “This was fun. I’ve been having a lot of fun times with you. But I am sure you have work or class or some homeless bum’s feet to suck on later. So I’ll let you go about your business.“ he got ready and headed for the door. But I was curious about some thing. “Hey, Mr. Lewis.“ He turned to me enthusiastic to know what I had to say. “Have you messed with the landlord?” “Ah, now there was a fun time. Impressive cock on him. Nice large beefy ass. Filled him up several times, and did other things with him, I know his kinks. But that was a while back. He’s no fun anymore.“ “Oh I see.“ So it was true. Mr. Lewis gets around a lot. Mr. Lewis looked at me inquisitive. Then a lightbulb went off in his head. “Hey Tommy boy. I have some homework for you.” What could it be? What did he want me to do this time? “What is it?“ “I want you to service the landlords feet. It’s a kink of his. Lick them up good. He’s a tough nut to crack though, probably won’t be easy.“ Holy shit, now he wants to involve others? Where does it end? The landlord doesn’t even like me, I’m always an annoyance to him. I don’t even know his name! “I don’t know if he would let me. He’s a very intimidating guy.“ “Well if by the end of the week you are not slobbering down on his large bear paws, then I’m going to fuck you silly and I will not pull out. Every last drop in my balls will end up inside you. Do you understand?” I nodded my head in response. I received an ultimatum. An impossible task and permanent consequences for failure. Mr. Lewis opened the door to the hallway and stood there looking at me. “You should give me a kiss goodbye Sonny boy.“ I motion towards him, I never kissed him before. As I leaned in he stopped me then pulled out his cock. “Not there, down here.“ It was hard again! How does this old man have this much stamina? The door to the hallway was open, but there was nobody around. So I got down on my knees and quickly gave his cock head a peck. “That’s not a kiss, this is a kiss.“ He grabbed my head and slammed it on his dick. It went all the way into the back of my throat causing me to gag a little. He held my head in place. “Now start ‘kissing’” I ended up having to blow him there exposed to the hallway. I kept looking past his pelvis looking to see if anybody was walking through this early in the morning. “Oh yeah. Good job. Keep ‘kissing’ your grandpa.” his cock was getting hard in my mouth. I can taste the precum feeling me. It’s insane how much fluid this guy leaks. I focused on working on the large piece of meat in my mouth. I put my hands on his ass, rubbing his cheeks. Mr. Lewis looked down on me, seemingly proud of how much he had been corrupting me. “Oh yeah I’ll make this quick. I got a load ready to bust. Make sure you swallow it.” His hips were thrusting into my mouth. I was working his shaft with one hand and rubbing his ass with the other. The fear of being caught in the hallway was wearing off and I was enjoying the taste of this large fat cock head sliding cross my tongue and poking my throat. “Here it comes. Here comes grandpa‘s milk!” His cock started throbbing in my mouth. I bobbed back-and-forth on it until Mr. Lewis let out a grunt. “Aagh! Yeah!” His cock twitched and pulsed a few times and then started to shoot another load in my mouth. I swallowed every last drop of it. “That was a good kiss my little foot pig.“ He tucked his cock away and I wiped my chin. “He’s a foot pig?“ Somebody asked. To my horror I looked past Mr. Lewis and the man that lives right between our apartments was standing in the doorway in a bathrobe underwear and slippers. Sipping on his morning coffee. He looked older then Mr. Lewis, but taller, fatter with a tan and fully bald. Mr. Lewis put a hand on my head keeping me on my knees. “Why yes old George! This kinky slut just loves feet!” What the hell? Why was he telling him this? “Huh? Is that so?“ He walked over to me looking at me disinterested as if I were a mundane item at a grocery store. “Yes Sir! Would you like to try him out?” Mr. Lewis was offering me as if I was an object to be lent out. “Hm, eh, why not.” Old George didn’t seem too enthusiastic, or maybe he just hasn’t woken up entirely. He put his freehand on my doorway and removed one of his slippers. He raised a large fat foot up to my face. “Lick it.“ He commanded unimpressed with me. “Lick the nice man’s feet Tommy boy. You said yourself you’re a foot pig.” I didn’t want to but I seemingly had no choice. I opened my mouth and before I could stick my tongue out, old George shoved his toes in. He stuck his foot in deep, reaching my throat. “His mouth feels pretty nice, doesn’t seem to eager though.“ His foot wasn’t like Mr. Lewis’s. It was more rank and chubby. He was rough with me. I wanted it to end. But it didn’t last long. Old George dislodged his foot, giving me time to breathe and cough a little. “Eh. I’ve had better. Is he negative?“ “For now at least.“ “Oh interesting. I’ll probably use his ass if I have nothing better to do.“ “I’ll let you borrow his spare key when you want. He loves waking up to raw cock up inside him in the morning.” “Eh it still burns when I piss. But I might take you up on that. See ya Mr. Lewis.“ Old George returned to his place. I was shocked and confused over the whole ordeal that just went down. Mr. Lewis rubbed his hand through my hair and looked at me. “You won’t really let him borrow the key will you?” “Why not? He doesn’t get much quality ass. Not with his syphilis gono and dick warts.” “What?!” “Oh yeah, he’s not in the best of health. I guess I can see myself as a good samaritan lending out your ass to him for comfort. The least you can do is make yourself available to the neighbors.” “That’s crazy! I can’t have sex with him!” “Oh nonsense you big baby. But new deal. I will let him borrow the key by the end of the week if you don’t complete your landlord homework task. So if you wake up to a large man pressing down on you and a very bumpy dick roughly digging up into your ass, you’ll know who it is.“ I was in disbelief, I was speechless. Mr. Lewis started walking away. “Remember Sunny boy. Your homework. Make friends with the landlord real quick. Or you get a visit from Old George.“ Mr. Lewis left me in the hall. I closed the door and sat on the floor with my back against the wall. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

It had been a while since I last played so when I woke up feeling horny I did some internal cleansing in the hope that I would get lucky and got on Grindr. It wasn't long before I saw someone that I didn't recognize and browsing through his profile I found an interest. While there wasn't a lot listed, his picture and stats were attractive as well as his tags, which included bondage, kink, roleplay, rough and more notably poz. His status was also listed as poz, undetectable which I found appealing, because while I had often fantasized about poz play, I really didn't want to become poz. I struck up a conversation and found that he was from New York and had recently bought a home here and was in the process of moving. Most of his furniture and items had been delivered several weeks earlier but his final move was then delayed and he had just arrived the night before with the last of his things. With the weather supposed to get nasty in the afternoon, he said that he would like to chat more but needed to get unloaded before it got messy. I made a comment that I would be glad to help if he wanted any and he said he appreciated the offer but didn't want to impose. I told him I would enjoy doing so and it wouldn't impose at all and to my surprise he said that he'd appreciate the help and I soon found myself on my way there. I'm not really sure what I was expecting, particularly since our chat was relatively short and I knew so little about him, but our conversation had seemed warm and even though we didn't get into a lot of detail, I felt a certain degree of attraction toward him. We weren't a far distance from each other and during the short drive I realized that I started out the day looking for someone to hook up with, but instead I was on my way to help someone move. The thought then crossed my mind of the possibility that it could end up being a mix of both but other than cleansing myself earlier, I didn't do anything else such as bring along lube, condoms or such. It was then that I saw him outside with a box in his hands and as he looked up I realized it was too late to think any more so I pulled in and parked. After a quick introduction I found myself busy helping with the unloading and working together we quickly had everything in the house. The previously moved items had been placed somewhat haphazardly with the furniture and moving boxes in various rooms and everything was in a bit of disarray so after moving his remaining items inside, we got busy getting the house together by arranging the furniture and putting the boxes in the rooms they belonged. Once we had things looking good, he offered me something to drink and we had a seat on the couch to take a break. We chatted for a while about mostly vanilla topics and things felt comfortable together with a friendly energy. I commented that the house looked really nice and he said it was a relief to finally be in and that he spent the last few weeks sleeping on a futon in his old place and got in last night and slept last night on the couch and that it would be really nice to be back in a much more cozy bed. I told him that I could sympathize with that and to fix the issue we were soon assembling his bed and setting up his bedroom. We chatted while I helped set things up, mostly about his work and why he moved here and a few other things. I told him more about the area. It had now been a while since we started working and most everything was in its place when we took a step back and looked around. The only thing I could say was "wow". With the king size bed centered against one of the walls with mirrors on the head end and plenty of space on both sides with several mirrors on the walls, tasteful furniture placed around, the large screen tv on the wall at the bottom end of the bed and the room now tastefully decorated, it looked amazing, even more-so when he topped it off by lighting a few candles for the final effect. I told him that I really liked the layout and style and he said to kick off my shoes and kick back so we can enjoy it for a bit and went to grab us a couple drinks. It felt a bit strange laying in his bed but at the same time it felt a combination of comforting as well as a bit erotic. As he came back in the room he closed the door which in combination with the light darkening curtains left the room illuminated solely by the flickering candles, handed me my drink, laid back beside me and told me how much he appreciated my help with everything, raising his glass as a toast to our new friendship. The first sip of my drink told me that it contained some liquor and was not just a simple Coca-Cola and though it was a bit strong, it felt good too, particularly after our work. We finished our drinks somewhat swiftly and he went to grab a couple more, this time returning with larger and notably stronger drinks. In combination with the drinks, our conversation began to loosen up which in turn seemed to loosen us up on a more personal level with several special looks and a few playful touches. With the energies seeming to rise simultaneously he asked if I'd like to watch something and I gladly said "sure, your choice". He picked up the remote and moments later the big screen came to life with an eye-catching video with quite erotic, raw and explicit play between guys of which I became immediately absorbed. "Pretty hot, isn't it?" he asked almost rhetorically, "it's one of my favorites", to which I replied "it's perfect", as I settled back into the pillows beneath my head and engrossed in the scene that was playing. He laid back beside me and said somewhat bluntly "I haven't had sex like that in months". I didn't know how to reply without sounding patronizing but I just replied honestly that it had been even longer for me and with that, he gave a solid look into my eyes, leaned forward and gave me a solid kiss deep into my lips. I was caught somewhat by surprise by his act but I allowed it to happen and joined right in. Kissing hadn't been huge in my list of turn-on's but for some reason this felt different and while much of my previous experience was centered more on my partner and I simply getting off, this felt much more connected, intimate and sincere and I began to return his kiss in a very loving manner. Pulling back from our kiss, he said "thank you, I really needed this", to which I replied "I did too, so much", and I gave him another kiss before we returned to watch the screen, my palm resting on his thigh. I am not sure whether it was by design or just fate in the two of us being together but the moment really felt right and I let my palm slowly slide over and come to rest on his clearly bulging cock. In combination with the scene playing on the screen, I needed something more to happen and with that I leaned over, began opening his pants and brought his cock into play, first touching and fondling, then taking him into my mouth with the hope that I wasn't being too forward. After a while he said "you better be careful baby or you're going to make me shoot", to which I replied, "I might like that, can you cum more than once?", before returning my lips to his cock though at a much more tender and measured pace while looking up into his eyes, not wanting to bring it to a premature end. "Actually I can baby. I can usually go a long time before cumming but it's been quite a while since I've had any play and I'm right on the edge. When the play is hot though, I can cum, stay hard and cum more, particularly depending on the scene and atmosphere." he replied. "I'd love to experience that and more" I said, to which his reply was "take off your clothes", as he began removing his. We resumed our groping and oral play and things began to get more heated with the increasing sexual energy between us, helped in part by the intensity of what was playing on the screen. I had my eyes closed when felt him turn to the side then come back and it was then that I could smell the distinct scent of poppers and looked up to see the bottle alongside his nose. Noticing my glance, he offered the brottle which I accepted and inhaled several times before returning it to him. The poppers combined with the atmosphere and quite possibly whatever had been in my drink had me feeling a high degree of euphoria, causing me to lean down to take his engorged cock even deeper into my throat, multiple times in and out before rising up, leaving his hard wet erection dripping in my spit, then as if on auto-pilot and looking deep into his eyes, I moved over top of him with a leg on each side of his body and moved downward until I came to rest with his hard cock resting between my warm cheeks. The sounds from the video were filling the room and I was able to see the scene playing on the screen thru the reflection in the mirror and with the addition of his hot body touching mine, I was horny beyond belief. My arousal was very much reaching a peak and the comfort I felt along with his undetectable status made me want him to fuck me and I was wanting it to happen bare. My body began to gyrate on top of him and as I did, I felt his hard and electrified cock became centered the quite wanton hole of my ass and when it did I almost instinctively squatted down, looking deep into his eyes and wanting to absorb the moment completely and to see his reaction too. His reaction wasn't what I expected and his hands quickly came to grasp each side of my hips and telling me "stop, not yet" but before the words were completely out of his mouth, I had already sank down and his cock was now impaled in my ass. Having a cock inside my hole was something that I had been needing for a long time, but maybe something I wasn't completely ready for because with the size of his cock, the tightness of my ass, and with only spit for lube, I also found it a good bit painful. I could tell that he had continued talking while this was happening but with my focus on the burning in my ass and the loudness of the video that was playing, I wasn't sure what it was. While I paused to let my body adjust to what was inside me and not knowing what he had just said, I began to wonder and instinctively sought a reassurance that everything was okay and asked. "Are you undetectable?" "I was", he answered, "but I can't say for sure right now. Are you on PrEP?" My eyes opened in a somewhat blank stare toward the mirror in front of me as I tried to contemplate what the words he just said and with the realization that his raw cock was buried inside me, I answered a simple "no" and remained almost frozen. "I've been on meds and undetectable but with the move things have been messed up and I've been separated from my prescription so I haven't been on them for a while so I can't say for sure whether I am or not and I could be either." He said. "As soon as I'm back together with my meds, I will be taking them again, but right now I can't really say that I'm undetectable". I suddenly wasn't sure about anything right then and was a bit scared but we started to talk further in a sincere and realistic manner With his hands on my waist, mine on his chest and his cock still fully inside my ass, we were locked together both physically and in concerted conversation and thought. Neither one of us wanted things to stop but he had been off his meds long enough that his status could easily be either way, and while it wouldn't have an effect on him, I genuinely didn't want to become poz. Neither of us had any condoms and leaving the house to get some would have destroyed the mood, but at the same time, the atmosphere was so totally hot that it was difficult to see it actually end. I think he could tell that I really didn't want to stop, particularly since I hadn't pulled away from his cock, but at the same time I was quite worried which he could likely tell, particularly since I told him that I was negative and not on PrEP or anything. He then said that he had pretty good cum-control and could fuck a lot and other play without shooting his load, and that his pre-cum lately has been quite limited so we might be able to play for a while and then stop, but that it was up to me. He also said that if I was concerned that I could always take some PEP afterward which can keep me safe. He likely sensed that his words were touching somewhere inside me because I gave a soft moan and my body relaxed on top of his with my eyes softly coming to a close. I then opened up to him that I have often had fantasies about having sex with somone that was poz and that it often brings me the most intense orgasms, but... I stopped speaking at 'but' and my hands began tenderly but nervously moving upon his chest, my mind filled with a feeling of freedom in opening up about the fantasy, and a mixed level of excitement and arousal that I was with someone that was possibly poz. A chill in the reality of what was already happening and admittedly a fear about what might come came into focus, which I think he noticed.. "Go on" he encouraged, his hands now moving in a comforting manner on all sides of my body. In a way I felt accepted and that I was with someone that didn't hold any judgement and that I could be safe to confide in. After a small hesitation I continued on, telling him more of my poz fantasizes which led into where my many other fantasies had gone, going into greater and more graphic detail about different scenes such as consensual non-consensual play and how hot it feels to have someone take control and how I would love being violated sexually and otherwise, being forced, and in the process I also told him that I've had fantasies of going all the way, with someone that was poz, but that I was afraid too. At this point his left hand rose and came to rest on my lips with his right palm stopped moving over my now hard beating heart. "I have to tell you that listening to you is making me hot baby, intensely hot" he said as he gave a couple probing moves of his loins into mine to emphasize the point, then continued "It really makes you really hot, doesn't it?" to which I closed my eyes and gave an affirming nod of my head. "We don't have to do anything that you don't want to do" he continue "and I will respect your limits & boundaries, but I would love and be honored to take you to the places you want to go and that includes all of your fantasies - and have no doubt that I am fully capable of making it happen. I've had many fantasies too, many similar to yours and I would love to go there together. We can stop if you want to, or we can fuck if you want and I can fuck and pull out before I cum - if you want me to" he said. I leaned forward & down until we came to rest chest to chest as I contemplated his words and in the arms of his warm embrace, his cock slid partially out of my ass. I gave a small gasp as the dryness of his cock caused some discomfort which he noticed and quickly countered with a turn of his head and another kiss on my lips. It must have been the distraction of the kiss that cause me to miss the move but somehow he now had a handful of Vaseline and was working it around his cock and into my ass. I moaned into our kiss and my ass to begin moving slowly somewhat hesitantly back and forth almost automatically on his cock and in the process his fingers began working more and more Vaseline into our play. Noticing that I wasn't making a move to stop anything, he pulled back a bit and continued some conversation "Does rough play really make you hot?" I answered "yes". "It makes me really hot too." he continued, then as if to keep my attention more "Do you want it to happen, I mean to really happen?" The way he said the words was almost scary but at the same time the thought was admittedly hot too. Again I answered "yes". "Now?" he asked. I hesitated while looking at him, knowing what he was asking and that he was serious but at the same time not really knowing, particularly how far he might actually go - a mixture of fear and arousal now throughout my body. Seeing that I was on the fence, he took my nipple between his finger and thumb and started to squeeze, softly at first, then progressively harder while watching my expression as I began to melt into his advances. Pain has always had an effect on me and in many ways it has been very much like an aphrodisiac when it happens in play. The pain in my nipple was now reaching a point that my focus was nowhere else but completely with him. Since I only grimaced and didn't make an effort to get away, I think he knew that he had me where he wanted me and with a final and firm squeeze, he once again asked me... "Now", this time sounding more like he was giving a statement and not a question and I immediately and quite loudly responded... "Yes, YES!" In a very quick move, I was tossed to the bed at his side with my face buried in a pillow and my ass bare and facing up. A moment later he was on top of me and without saying a word, he buried his cock fully inside my ass. Our play had allowed my ass to stretch some and the Vaseline made everything quite slippery, but it only moderately eased his sudden entry and my ass was alight with some fire. I gasp and audibly gave a muffled yelp into the pillow below and sensing that it may be too much, he stopped with his cock impaled inside my ass and asked if I wanted to stop. I didn't give an immediate answer, mostly because I was in a bit of a shock at everything that was happening and admittedly being in a somewhat confused state about everything, quite possibly enhanced from whatever was in the drink. Not letting the moment come to a complete stop, he continued the lead with his cock pulling back and then moving forward, slowly at first, then a bit faster, time and time again, becoming more forceful and continually stronger with each plunge. The physical sensation was overwhelming with the atmosphere of being where I had truly been wanting to go and only fantasized about before, and yet hurtful enough that the pain in my ass was becoming very real. As I struggled with my mix of feelings, the tight grasp of his arms enveloping my torso, likely growing stronger due to the endorphins that were permeating throughout his body, made me aware that in the strength aspect, he had the definite advantage and I almost felt weak beneath him.. My body gradually began to move beneath him more and more, though due to a combination of trying to find relief from the growing pain inside my ass, and in the wonder if I would even be able to actually become free if I wanted to. I guess that I realized that I could probably say something if I wanted to, but the sensations that I was feeling had me twisted in so many different directions, wanting it to happen but finding it so very difficult too, physically and emotionally - I was in another dimension. My mind began coming back to focus though and the realization that the cock inside me was in no way assuredly safe came directly to the forefront, along with the fear and reality of what was going on. As I began to rise to say something though, I felt his body sink firmly onto mine, his cock fully impaled and then as his body gave spasm after deep spasm I realized that his semen was pumping into my body from his, him holding me tighter and moaning and gasping into my ear with each plunge he gave - it was happening. I don't know if the tear from my eye was from the intense fear that I was feeling, or if it was from the elation of actually experiencing something that I had fantasized of for so long but it was quickly joined by another tear and many more. Sensing something was happening, he began holding me warmly, sharing comforting words and making me feel very much loved - which was in turn causing me to feel a level of love too. It was then that I noticed the clock and how quickly time had passed. My family would soon be home and I needed to be back there before they arrived because there was no way I could have an excuse for not being home. I really didn't want to leave so quickly but he very much understood and as I parted, we were both sure that we wanted to be together again, and that we would be. The afternoon sun was bright in my eyes during the drive home but the feeling of the moistness within my loins of his cum remaining within me was the focus of my attention. I then started making it a point that I needed to get somewhere in the morning to begin the PEP after-fuck treatment to keep from becoming poz, when another brightness came before my eyes. It was Thursday and my family was going to be home for the extended weekend, not giving me the option of being able to get out without them knowing something was up. As I pulled in the driveway I didn't know what I was going to do, then looking at the time it had become, I began to realize what I was going to do - nothing. The risk of what may have just happened was high but knowing what would happen at home if my family would find out what I had just done was certain and it placed me in an impossible position. PEP wasn't going to be an option and whatever was going to come was going to be a matter of fate and I didn't know what it was going to be. I was afraid. Deep inside though I was also aroused, deeply aroused.

Met a guy off grinder. He fucked my ass with his 10” black dick. Came in me three times. I’m leaking cum out. I never leak cum cause I’m so tight. Is it bad if I’m looking for more?

I was trying to figure out how to do what Mr. Lewis asked me to do. It seemed impossible. I can’t just go up to a guy and ask to lick his feet. That’s weird. And why would he sick George on me as punishment? I never even knew his name before now. I can’t believe how perverted my two neighbors are. He just shoved his foot in my mouth! Well Mr. Lewis has too but that was different. George on the other hand was rough and had a stronger flavor. I can still taste it. I spent the days trying to talk to the landlord. It was mostly all small talk. He used to have a bad attitude towards everyone I thought but since talking to him he’s been okay. Not friendly, but not as sour as he used to be. I found out his name was Rob. But other then asking hows work been or school. I didn’t find many opportunities for intimate conversation. He hadn’t even asked me about Mr. Lewis. Periodically I would glance down at his shoes, they must have been size 13 or 14. I must have been becoming more open to kink, since as I looked at him I was wondering what they’d feel like. He himself has decent hygiene so they might not smell too strong. But he does work on his feet a lot so they must get tired. I wanted to massage them. I imagined him relaxing in the couch, having a beer, me rubbing them after a long day. The scene seemed quite romantic in a way. Day after day I tried talking to Rob. I kept the conversations going as long as I could but he never put the effort into holding them long. I was getting worried. I only had a couple days left. I’d walk to my place and when Mr. Lewis saw me he’d ask me how my task went. “Howdy there Tommy boy. How’s your ‘homework’ coming along?” He stood in the doorway. “Nothing yet. I don’t think it’s going to be possible. He doesn’t seem interested.” I was nervous. “Oh not much time left. You have till tomorrow to get the job done. You’re not delaying on purpose are ya? Gosh if ya wanted George to come by, all you had to do was ask, he’s right next to ya for goodness sake.” He was giggling. Relishing the fact that my time was running out. “No of course not.” I whispered. I knew the halls weren’t good at sound proofing. So I tried not to alert George to what I was saying. If he could through his walls. “The guy give me the creeps. Isn’t he really dangerous. With everything he has going on?” “You love my poz cock. You can take it just fine.” Thats not true, I was always apprehensive about him fucking me. Every time it was forced but I did go cock crazy when it would hit all the right places, and all the right places deep, and hard. Horny version of me isn’t the same as rational version. “I don’t want to catch any STDs Mr. Lewis. Besides, you make me…” “And you love it all the same. If it makes you feel good, it doesn’t matter if a little poison gets in ya. He he.” He grabbed my ass and gave it a squeeze. He didn’t take his hand away. Instead he slipped it in my pants and started playing with my hole. “But I know old George has a lot going on in his balls. That should give you incentive.” “Oh! Not here.” He was digging a finger in. No one was around but public play like this always had risk. Just like last time. Mr. Lewis pulled out and licked his fingers. “Good luck hunting.” Instead of going home I went to go look for Rob again. I wanted to try and see if I could maybe invite him to hang out or perhaps drinks. Something like that. I walked down through the building to see if I could run into him, I don’t always know where he is or what he gets up to. But then we found each other. “Oh hey there kid.” He was fairly casual. “Oh hey Rob, I was looking for you actually. Um, are you busy-“ “Okay stop.” He looked as if he was already tired of the conversation. “What’s with you being all chummy lately. You’re not normally so chatty.” “I just thought. You know, well. I see you a lot. And we haven’t really gotten to know each other well.” “You want to fuck or something is that it?” That made me blush. I figured I’d take this as an opportunity but I struggled for words. “I wanted to hangout. And maybe that, if you feel like it.” “Are you still playing with the old man?” “…yes.” “He poz you yet?” “No!” “When was the last time you saw him.” “Well, I did see him in the hall a moment ago and he was pretty handsy.” It was uncomfortable having this conversation out in the open. But Rob was unfazed. “And you came straight to find me after seeing him, is that right?” “Um…yeah?” Rob put his palm on his face. Thinking. He stood there for a moment. “Okay what has he gotten you doing? Did he put you up to some perverted prank?” I was shocked at how astute he was. It seemed like the two of them had a lot of history. “Yes, I’m sorry. He wants me to try and…” I looked at his feet, then back to his eyes. I couldn’t say it. “…hookup with someone by the end of the week. And I remember you offering a while ago.” “Yeah sure.” He shrugged. “Really?!” I was ecstatic. I’ll finally get this done, and hooking up with Rob seems more of a bonus. Looking at him now, I realize he’s hot. “You said by the end of the week? Well I have a lot on my plate. I’ll probably be free tomorrow.” “That’s great! I look forward to it!” “Hey there kid. Don’t go creaming your jeans yet. I gotta get back to it.” He motioned to turn around and leave but he looked at me again. He patted me on the shoulder. “You’re alright.” Then left. I felt relieved. I wasn’t out of the woods yet, but at least I had a date planned with him now. Sure it was last minute but I didn’t care. I returned to my place, glancing at the ominous door next to mine. George was probably in there, or at work, or whatever he does. For a moment I imagined me myself getting fucked by him. It made me tremble. No thank you. Later that day I was playing on my phone. I hadn’t seen Mr. Lewis at all since earlier, so there hadn’t been any antics from him other that a quick fingering. There was a knock on the door. It might have been Rob coming a day early, or more likely Mr. Lewis for some sort of sex game he just concocted. I went over and opened the door but standing there wasn’t Mr. Lewis or Rob. It was Old George. “George? Hello, what’s going on?” I couldn’t hide the fear in my voice. What the hell? What was he doing here?! I still had a full day! “Just gonna dump a load. Let’s get to it.” He said with a monotone like he was getting an errand done. He walked in put a meaty hand on my shoulder looking around for a place to do it while undoing his belt with the other. “What? No! You weren’t supposed to until I did something for Mr. Lewis!” He nudged me towards the kitchen counter seeing as it was the closest place to the door. Then dropping his pants. “Yeah I know about your bet with him. He told me to wait till the end of the week but I didn’t feel like it. Might as well have some ass now.” He bent me over the counter and was pulling my pants down. “No Sir. This isn’t right. You can’t just-” Then came down my underwear, exposing my ass to him. He spread my legs and started rimming me. He dug his tongue in and slobbered all over my ass. “Oh god. George sir. You need to…” he ignored my words. He sucked on my hole like he was trying to give it a hickey. When he was done he pulled down his underwear and started stroking his cock. “You’ve taken Mr. Lewis‘s cock. So obviously you don’t have standards. Which is good because no one will let my cock anywhere near them, not with all the nasty shit it’s carrying. I’ll be done quick.” He spread my ass apart with one hand and was stroking himself to erection with the other. What do I do? I have to think of something. I then felt his cock slapping my ass. He was adjusting himself and finding a good standing position and was leaning forward. “I see someone is dipping their hand in the cookie jar.” Mr. Lewis was there. He walked in to see what was going on. He was leaning against the counter watching George prod me. “Mr. Lewis!” I pleaded. He seemed annoyed yet not surprised with Old George. “You incorrigible man. How is your dick? Flareups bad today? Oh not good. I see a little bit of pus leaking out your tip. And quite a lot cheese on it. Don’t you ever wash it?“ “Yeah it’s pretty bad. But what’s the point? His ass will clean it off for me.” He then started poking my hole with the tip of his cock. It felt rough and bumpy. I was shuttering over what it might look like. Mr. Lewis was chuckling watching the diseased cock at my ass. “Wow that’s not a pretty site. Can’t say this was supposed to happen, but when a man has to cum, he’s gotta cum. Do your best Sunny boy and suck that cock clean with your ass. Hey George, if you wanted to you could sit on his face afterwards, and…you know.” He sounded like he was joking. A cruel joke. “Nasty! The boy does that too?” He was now trying to press in, my ass doing everything it could to keep closed. “Fuck it, yeah he’ll get that treatment too. You realize no one‘s going to want him after that.“ He was moving his hips, digging forward. I could feel my ass starting to open up. “I’ve had worse. I still need to poz him. Want to get a good thick load deep in there. Just need to break him down more. Plus my boy here is a natural pig. Aren’t ya pig boy?” I tried to refuse what was happening. “No I don’t want to do any of that!” “The little bastard is tight. Not having much luck getting it in.“ Mr. Lewis got closer to me and then swung a leg up on the counter. “I got just the trick that will help.“ He then pressed his foot up against my face. “Now breathe and relax boy.“ I couldn’t help but breath in his scent. Feeling the softness of his foot against my nose and face immediately went to my head. I thought of Rob while I breathed and for a split second I forgot who was behind me and I let my guard down. My ass relaxing. “There we go.“ Old George then thrust his hips forward and plunged his cock into me. It felt like a good 7 inches. It had sent a shock through my body. His big belly resting on my ass. ”Oh shit! Take it out!” He started moving his hips fast. Grunting like a beast. “Just relax my little foot pig. I won’t let him cum in you, he’s just going to have a little –“ “AAAAAGH FUCK!” George yelled and grunted. His body spasming. I felt a warm sensation inside me gushing out of his cock. “George? Did you really just cum in him already? You weren’t supposed to.” Oh god no. He didn’t. He fucking didn’t! “Couldn’t last. It had been a while…yup that spurt burned coming out. Nice ass though.“ George pulled out. A bead of cum dripping down my taint. Mr. Lewis looked at my ass and winced a bit. “Oof, didn’t know cum could look yellow.” Mr. Lewis laughed. “Shit. I need to clean out.” I got up. My thoughts to the bathroom. I’ll douche with mouthwash if I had to. George grabbed me by the arm. “All right then. I’m gonna take him to my place and feed him. If you hear screaming just ignore it.“ George pulled me by the arm. I was trying to take my hand away but he gripped me hard. “No you can’t I don’t want to!” We were now in the hall. George was opening the door to his place, it was dark and musky in there. I found myself tossed back onto a dirty mattress in the middle of the room. I couldn’t tell what was going on but then I saw a large fat ass hovering over me. George sat down and his weight pinned me to the mattress. His cheeks engulfing my face, the smell strong, his sweat salty. I was trying to push him off but it was like moving a boulder. “All right boy, hope you’re hungry. Because I’m not letting you up until your stomach is full.“ he then started straining and grunting. “Ugh..” his asshole was puckering and expanding on my mouth with each grunt. “Unf, here it comes pig boy.” “That’s probably enough“ I heard Mr. Lewis talking to George. “Don’t you think you should let him up George?” “Just a moment. I just need to uuuugh.” He grabbed my hair pulled me tighter to his ass as he grunted. He continue to push. His round pucker poking forward and back. I was kicking my legs trying to get out from under him before he did the unthinkable. “While I had been training him with kink and I’d be interested in seeing how he does with this. Hell, it reminds me of a while back when we shared that rent boy. You remember him right? That boy was talented. Why, he could take a spitroasting like a champ. After that night I think he was seriously questioning his life choices. You always did ring up the prices with all your more exotic tastes… Oh yeah, lost my train of thought there for a bit. So, uh, this was a hard limit he expressed before George old boy. And I don’t think he will be too compliant after this.” “Uuf… are you sure? Uuf… bit of an Indian giver aren’t you?“ “Yes George. But you know I was joking about this. He still has work to do. Remember what I told you about the big landlord? I want this boy to be servicing him soon. It would be difficult doing that if he was traumatized. So you’ve had your fun, now it’s time to get up. I’m sure Tommy here would love to eat out your ass anytime. But just as a rim job. In fact. Tomorrow morning, I’ll have him rim you for breakfast! How about that?” Mr. Lewis was patting George on the shoulder waiting for a reply. “Hm, give me a moment?“ George grimaced at Mr. Lewis. “Afraid not old man.“ “Huh, that’s a shame. Alright you head back. I’ll send him back your way.” “Oh you ain’t tricking me with that. Not like last time. Come now. I know you’re just stalling for time. You’ve been on him for a while already.” “…fine.” George looked at Mr Lewis for a moment then got off of me and I immediately got up and ran out of there. I locked myself in my apartment. And put a chair up against the door. Hoping that would keep anyone out. I didn’t see anyone else for the rest of the night.

Obsessed was too strong of a word. Ever since that day on campus, Nelson was uniquely intrigued by Raymond. After hearing that Raymond had a nice dick from one of his regular fuck sluts, Nelson began to think about Raymond more and more. Nelson had no problem getting sex, that wasn't the issue. He had trouble finding someone to connect with past the sexcapades. Not just any type of connection, he sought that carnal connection. Of the hundreds of men Nelson had bent over, spread eagle, face up, ass down, only 9 he thought were capable of the connection he sought. In the end, none of them worked out. Nelson didn't want to own someone or be some faggot's master. Those types of folks were a dime a dozen, the types to give up so much of themselves because they had this warped sense of fantasy wrapped in horniness. No, Nelson needed a man with a strong will, someone who walked their own path, someone unwilling to conform but also someone willing to be broken in the bedroom. From Nelson's history, this was a fine line to cross. All 9 had given in too easily, gave up when things got seemingly too rough, too mean, too unpredictable. As fucked as it was, Nelson wanted to show these men twisted versions of himself in order to find someone capable of connecting with. Sex was the wild card. If he could be a twisted mother fucker while having muscle sluts impaled on his dick, he could look in their eyes and see the conflict, the rage, the humiliation, the pleasure, the pain, the longing, the stubbornness, the excitement, the potential. He could see all the things he needed to see in order to judge someone worth his time. Nelson called it his fucked up fairly tale where he found his Prince Charming through domination, drugs and lustful deeds. "Do you want to do the honors?" Thomas asked, handing Nelson the Tina-coated dildo. Looking down at his sweaty, muscled prize, blindfolded and gagged, restrained and in obvious discomfort, Nelson thought that Raymond might be the one. But he had to put him through his paces first. "Fuck yeah, but lower his arms, just a link or two. He needs to focus on this and only this for now." Thomas sauntered over to Raymond's outstretched arms, licked them from pit to wrist, caressing and squeezing the strained muscles, squeezing his bicep and nonchalantly checking the plumpness of his veins before he unclipped the right restraint, and then the left. A wave of relief washed over Raymond. The fire that was inching its way from his wrists, down his arms, to his shoulders and upper back was doused with coolness of relief. Raymond settled a bit more comfortably in the sling, arms still stretched but with enough slack to be thankful. "Thank you," Raymond attempted to say. His head rolling slightly, ass as on fire as ever. "Was that a 'Thank you.'?" Thomas asked. Two slow nods. "You're welcome, sweet heart. How about we give you a present for all the hard work you've done today?" Thomas quipped, while reaching over the boy's head and grabbing a nipple in each hand. A series of muffled moans came from Raymond. "Such a hot muscle fag," Thomas whispered into Raymond ear, pinching and squeezing each nipple. Hard then a sudden ease. Hard then a sudden ease. Then 10 pulses of hard pinches. The boy's chest heaved and fell, his ass ached to be filled. Nelson admired Thomas when it came to his ability to take sluts from pain to pleasure in the same moment. As he thought to himself, Nelson realized he did not quite have that same quality. He was often quick to anger. But now was not a time for anger. With his free hand he found Raymond's hole, inserting two fingers, pumping them in and out watching the boy getting caught up in all the sensations. "Listen up, slut," Nelson said while removing his fingers and using them to keep the boys ass cheeks slightly spread. "I need you to focus on your ass right now, can you do that for me, kiddo?" Raymond had never been called 'slut' and 'kiddo' in the same sentence. Nelson had his attention, even if Thomas was doing his best to distract him. Nelson placed the the tip of the Tina-covered dildo at the entrance to Raymond's cunt and slowly began to push. Slowly, the bulbous head had trouble squeezing into the entrance. But slowly and firmly Nelson pushed. As the first half inch made its way into Raymond's fuck chute, he felt that now familiar burn. It was unpleasant but in combination with everything else going on, he did is best to relax his hole because Sarge had a long way to go. "Yo, poppers for the fag." Nelson quipped. Thomas released Raymond's nipples and went to his bag. He pulled out a small blue bottle and ripped the cellophane off the lid with his teeth. Before removing the cap, he gave Raymond two swift, hard slaps across the face. "These are brand new. Show your appreciation," he said before pinching the left nostril shut. "Breathe deep, 4 times." Raymond obeyed. By the fourth breath he was swimming deep somewhere off shore. Thomas released the nostril and then covered the right, "Four more, fag." Raymond wasn't as quick to obey and Nelson noticed his hesitation. Whether it was because he couldn't focus or he wasn't sure if he should do more, the boy needed to understand his place in all this. Nelson gave a quick jab and 4 inches of Sarge was thrust into Raymond. His body heaved, his torso raised, his head yanked from side to side. "Steady the bitch," Nelson directed. Thomas raised his hand and slapped it down hard onto Raymond's chest and followed through and pushed his torso into the sling. "FUCK!" Raymond tried to say but it turned into something primal when Nelson began to slowly twist Sarge inside Raymond's cunt. Raymond felt tiny pieces of the Tina dust grind against the inside of his guts. Stretched, slapped and invaded, Raymond's mind was going everywhere. "Let's try this again," Thomas covered the left nostril. He didn't have to say a word as Raymond immediately took 4 deep hits. He let the boy adjust before covering the right. Again, Raymond immediately took 4 deep hits. Further he went off shore, swimming the the pleasure of the fumes. The invasion of Sarge was a distant roar. Raymond lay his head back and let his body run on instinct. He felt something inside catch fire. It was like a burning log was being dragged deeper inside him like a caveman dragging his club. There was pain but it seemed to have a purpose. By now Sarge was almost balls deep into Raymond. Nelson was twisting the dildo all the while firmly pushing it in. The boy was lost at sea. Thomas reached down and removed the gag. Raymond instinctively stretched his jaw and began to mutter. "Fuck...yeah...fuck...so...full...fuck...me...fuck...me...harder..." The last word caught both Thomas and Nelson off guard. "The heart wants what the heart wants," Thomas said and they both laughed stupidly. Thomas bent down and began to make out with Raymond. Even in his fucked up state, he was an excellent kisser. Thomas explored the boy's mouth and had no doubt that he was still intent on heeding Nelson's command by focusing on his ass. Nelson began to slowly drag the silicone dick out of Raymond, centimeter by centimeter. Twisting and turning, making sure every particle was absorbed into the boy's cunt. Thomas removed his mouth and asked, "Did you say harder?" There was a brief pause then Raymond nodded his head and said, "Yes, sir." Nelson stood and instructed Thomas to lower the head side of the sling. Understanding his intent, Thomas lowered the sling while Nelson began to slowly pick up the pace. The boy was moaning harder, almost certainly unaware that his head had been lowered. Thomas grabbed the side of Raymond's head. "Open up, sweetie," and without much preparation he began to shove his dick into Raymond's waiting mouth. Raymond's hands wrapped around the chains holding him and began to eagerly work Thomas' dick as best he could all while Nelson was picking up the pace. The drugs were doing their job, Nelson was sawing the boy's cunt with the dildo in increasingly swifter motions. The boy's ass was thrusting to meet the motions. Nelson would push in until Sarge was balls deep, twist, turn and then pull out firmly until just the head remained. Again, he would push in, but this time making circular motions, watching as the boy moaned and ached around Thomas' cock. Thomas, meanwhile, gently stroking the kids face, occasionally interrupting the boy's eager cock sucking by spitting into his open mouth and degrading him with harsh words in loving tones. "Look at you, you fucking faggot whore." Spit. Slap. "You like getting your cunt wrecked, like a drugged up slut?" Spit. Slap. Slap. "Suck my cock like you mean it or we both stop." Raymond would then visibly pick up the pace and do his best to get Thomas' dick down his throat as Nelson was now pistoning in out of Raymond in rhythmic motions. Nelson couldn't help but begin to stroke his own mighty member. Whatever happened when the next 24 hours was done with, he was going to enjoy this boy's body and push it to its limits. With limits in mind, Nelson again began to make wider circular motions as he thrust the dildo into Raymond. Deeper moans came from the boy. On the third circular thrust, Nelson stopped about halfway in and began to rub his finger where the dildo met Raymond's cunt lips. In half circles, he ran his finger over the top of the dildo and Raymond's entrance from left to right, slowly adding pressure. When the pressure wouldn't give he would go back to the circular thrust in and out of the boy. On his 4th attempt, he was able to slip is middle finger inside the boy next to the dildo. This caused Raymond to have a sharp intake of breath around Thomas' dick. "Careful dude." Thomas said to both of them, but more out of concern for his own dick than for Raymond's hole. Nelson gave an apologetic nod, but he couldn't help but get lost in using this boy. Perhaps tonight was just the beginning of a dark and twisted fairy tale.

I was standing in the doorway nude. I was covered in piss and cum in front of my landlord He looked at me annoyed. He was a big bear of a man. 6’4 over 350 lbs. He looked like he might have played professional football some years ago. But probably not any more since he’s in his 40s. He had thick muscular arms but soft muscle. Not toned, I could tell through his flannel shirt ripped at the shoulders. He had sort of messy short black hair and facial hair that was too long for stubble but too short for a beard. I was always afraid of him. He looked like he wanted to hurt me. Those cold eyes always had the impression he wasn’t in the mood for whatever complaint I had about the apartment so I kept to myself. Now here I was in probably the least most presentable way I possibly could be. I felt my face burn red. “Move kid! Before someone sees you.” He pushed me aside coming in, closing the door behind him. He stood in the entryway looking around the place, seemingly not paying attention to me. “Get yourself cleaned up and put something on.” He commanded with little patience in his voice. I felt like a kid in trouble so I hurried to my bathroom and bedroom, cleaning myself up with a wet rag and throwing on what little I could find laying around. When I returned to him he was leaning against my couch with his arms crossed. “If the noise was disturbing anyone-“ “Cut the coy act. I know you two were fucking.” Right to the point. He wasn’t someone to waste time on small talk. “Well… yeah I guess. He needed a favor but things got carried away.” “Yeah? He get you bent over his washing machine or under his sink while he plugs your ass? Playing it off as a happy accident?” “How’d did-“ “Everyone knows kid. The dirty old bastard loves to plant his seed in new meat around here.” I was shocked. How did he know? Was Mr. Lewis telling people? “He told you?” “Kid… there isn’t a single male body in this building who hasn’t taken that guys load up their ass.” What he said was insane. Really? Everyone? I know the complex isn’t large, maybe over a dozen units but everyone? There were young and old, and guys with families here. “He said it’s been a while since he’s played with anyone.” I said sheepishly. “Yeah, to him a few days would be considered a while’. He’s always out looking for new ass.” So Mr. Lewis gets around a lot. I guess that makes sense given his forward personality and insatiable libido. But if he had everyone then. “Wait, have you?” He stared at me as if asking wither or not my question was serious. “Dude, you’ve seen his cock? I mean, I’m a top but damn you don’t see big ones like that on everyone.” That was a shock. I couldn’t imagine what that would look like. There had to have been a foots difference in hight between them. This massive bear on his knees getting fucked by such a small portly man like Mr. Lewis. But then again I didn’t think I’d be in that situation myself. “Figured I’d warn you about him when I saw him flashing his dick to you earlier. But that ship has sailed. He’s probably already pozzed ya.” “No. I mean I think he tried to few months ago but I am still clean. I was tested recently.“ “What about today? Clearly he must have been very thorough with you.“ “He didn’t cum in me. He did plenty of other stuff, but I managed to avoid that.“ I rubbed my sore ass thinking about the pounding I received earlier. How close I came to getting another dangerous load shot in me and this time without getting it watered down with piss. “Oh shit really? Well for your sake you should probably keep it that way. The guy doesn’t care who he spreads his bug to.“ “Does that mean you are?“ “Nah, I take prep so it’s not a problem for me. I’m assuming you don’t?“ “I didn’t think it was really necessary too. I actually don’t hook up often at all. Plus I am busy with work and school so finding the time to get on that would be difficult.“ “Well that’s up to you man. Just know that if you continue to fool around with that guy you’re just going to end up poz.” He started walking towards the door, getting ready to leave. I followed him to open it for him. Wanting to be courteous. Before he left however he turned towards me, eyeing me for a bit. Then he reached forward and shoved his hands down my pants in the back and jammed a finger up my ass. “Oh shit! Why are you-“ as soon as I asked that he pulled his hand out and started sucking on his fingertips. “Hm, not bad. I can tell he gave your ass a work out. If you’re horny and you need to get off I can help you with that. But if you continue playing around with that guy I won’t be interested, I’ve heard of some of the shit he’s into. Just don’t let him start kink play with you. I mean I have kinks too but with him it might start simple, but you give him an inch he’ll take a mile with it. And keep the noise down! It’s like a PA announcement every time the old fuck has scored.“ With that he left me on my own. He gave me a lot to think about. And now my embarrassment has reached an all time high knowing the entire building knows what’s been going on. *some time later* It had been a week since Mr. Lewis came to my apartment. I had his clothes he left over kept in a drawer. So far he hadn’t tried sleeping over. I kept wondering what he planned on. We already did so much. If I had to uphold to my promise then I think I could handle whatever he had in mind. Admittedly some nights while I laid in bed horny I would think of some of the things he did to me. Not because I liked it or anything but because it was the only sexual activity I had that was fresh in my mind. Besides… his cock was rather nice. I thought about what the landlord said and his offer to ‘help’ me with my horniness, but I couldn’t muster the courage to ask him. Mr. Lewis had been his usual self when I passed him by. We had exchanged greetings in the hall but that was the extent of it. Except for today. Today when I was getting home he stopped me in the hall. “Hey there Tommy boy. Have a nice day?” He smiled, looking energetic. “Yeah it was fine. Long day. I think I’ll just relax for-“ “Come over my place later. It’ll be good to spend quality time together.” He grinned while rubbing his crotch throw his shorts. “Um I don’t know. Maybe not today?” I couldn’t think of a good reason to give him, not that it would matter to him anyway. “Remember what you said?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I knew at that point he was cashing in what I promised out of desperation. “Yeah okay…. I’ll uh, I’ll see you later.” Later that night I was stalling and delaying. I was afraid of what was going to happen when I went over there. My dick was semi hard but that had to have been out of nervousness. Every part of my rational brain told me to stay away from that guy. But I did swear, so perhaps after this I can truly be done with it. I made the short walk two doors down to his place. For a moment I considered walking on by to the landlord. Perhaps if he was around I- “Come in boy! Come in!” Mr. Lewis opened the door and already had me by the arm. Guiding me to his living room. He was wearing a tank top and sweat shorts. Did this man ever wearing anything else? “So nice to have you here, was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.” “We’ll I’m here. Everything okay? You have a nice day?” A stale conversation starter but what else could I say. I don’t know anything about this man other than he was perpetually horny and had a huge dick and very soft feet. Wait, that last one was a weird thing to bring up on a list of things I know about him. “I’m dandy and randy. Especially now that you’re here. Sit with me. I’ll put on some shows.” Mr. Lewis turned on the tv and we sat together watching some generic show about FBI investigators or something. I was surprised this was what he had in mind. After about ten or fifteen minutes Mr. Lewis pulled his tank top off. “Just getting comfy. Don’t want to get too warm. You take yours off too.” He sat there playing with his nipples. His rather large nipples that stuck out a bit. “I’m not hot Sir. I’m okay.” “You said you’d do anything. So when I take something off. You do the same. And don’t call me Sir, makes me feel old.” “Oh okay. I’m sorry. What would you prefer?” I asked taking my shirt off. “Grandpa.” “WHAT?.. uh why?” That didn’t make any sense! “Because it turns me on, obviously. If I had a grandson like you, wooo boy, I’d never leave the bedroom.” I noticed his bulge in his shorts getting larger. “So now, how about you play with my nipple here, give it a pinch” I reached over and grabbed his nipple. It was firm and round. He seemed to like it. His dick bulge was now very prominent. “Good boy.” We played with his nipples while we watch tv for a bit. Mr. Lewis moaning periodically. So far nothing bad. Then he raised his hips and slid his shorts off. His cock sprang up and smacking his belly. “Now you.” I pulled my pants off keeping my underwear on. “No no! I’m naked here so you should be to. Don’t be coy you silly boy.” I got up and took my underwear off as well. Now we were both sitting there nude. My cock was hard. Mr. Lewis played with his cock while we watched TV. Him seemingly not paying mind to us naked there. Then he spread his legs and leaned back playing with his ass. “I have something for ya.” He pulled on something, it was a butt plug he had stuffed up his ass. It was black and long and wobbled. It had a wet coating to it. I wasn’t sure if it was lube or his moist ass. “I want you to suck on it.” He held in in front of me. “What? I can’t do that!” “Sure you can. You promised. Just do as I say and open your mouth.” He grabbed my face and looked at me expecting me to comply. I knew something was going to go down but I didn’t know what. I bit the bullet. I opened my mouth and took the plug from him and stuck it in. It tasted like giving rimjob. Mr. Lewis pushed and pulled the plug in my mouth. Essentially mouth fucking me with it. “That’s it. Taste grandpa’s wet ass.” Once the plug was clean Mr. Lewis pulled it out and gave it a lick and tossed it aside. “Good job Tommy boy. That mouth work of your is something. Got me real horny.” “Thanks Si- uh grandpa.” “Good. Now for the next part of your promise…” Oh god here we go. “What is it?” I was concerned. “I have three options and I want you to make a choice. Feet, piss, or TV.” “You want me to choose? So I can choose any of those? What happens if I choose any of them?” “They’re all self explanatory. No need to overthink it.” “TV. Definitely TV.” Thank goodness. I can avoid the humiliation of his kink play and we can continue the night watching boring cop shows. That’s fine by- “Okay, if you insist. Now then get up on my lap and hover that ass over my cock.” Mr. Lewis leaned back and wiggled his cock straight up. The cock head was flared wide and angry looking. Much wider then his shaft. About the size of a golf ball. “What?! I thought the option was watching TV?!” “It is. You ride my cock while I watch TV!” He chuckled. “But now here comes the other part. I want you to ride my cock. I won’t move my hips, but you have to milk a load out of me. You can pull off right before I cum if you want to. It’s up to you to judge on the timing but you have to make me cum using your ass.” This was crazy. I have to make him cum? With my ass? Could I really avoid getting filled? Sure I have more physical in that position control but, I don’t know. “Is it too late to pick feet?” “Oh? He he he, dirty boy! I think I know just the type of pig you’re going to be. But yes it’s too late. Now chop chop. It ain’t going to milk itself.” This was reckless, I stood up and maneuvered myself so I was standing on my knees on the couch, straddling over Mr. Lewis’s lap. His cock head pointed up towards my hole. I was trembling. Mr. Lewis spit on his hand and rubbed my ass with it. Lubing me up, digging a finger in. “That’s all the help you’re getting from me. Now lower yourself down and get to bouncing.” I did as instructed, i spread my ass and lowered down on his cock, the tip pressing my hole, I gradually lowered more and felt myself slowly getting penetrated. His head was big and took some force to get it in, but when it did it entered with a wet sounding pop. “Ow! It hurts.” “I’m not moving. It’s all you Tommy boy. Work grandpa’s cock up that ass.” I gave it a moment to relax, once it stopped hurting I wiggled my hips down, and got about half the length up in me. I then stared to gently bounce up and down. ”Good boy. Now you just enjoy that cock while I watch my shows.” Mr. Lewis looked past me to the TV. He wasn’t focused on me but his cock was still hard. I kept going up and down, getting a rhythm going. The sliding was getting slicker and smoother so I was able to increase the pace. “Oh.” I started moaning. It was feeling good now that I could control the action. Mr. Lewis was content watching his shows. I could feel my guts molding to his shape. My sphincter gliding up and down his veiny tool. The head exploring my colon. I put my hands on his chest. His pecs were soft and a little hairy. I needed the support to better work my ass. I kept going for long time. Going up and down. Even managing to slide all the way down and up. But getting his entire length up in me going all the way down gave an intense stretching feeling inside, like my ass wasn’t supposed to take this kind of length. “That’s it. Oof, you’re doing a great job.” I could tell his breath was getting labored. If he was getting close I wanted to work fast. I was enjoying his cock up in me but at the same time I needed to focus on what was at stake and my thighs were getting sore. Mr. Lewis was now staring at me, watching my ass going up and down on his cock. “Are you close yet?” “Yeah getting there. Lean over and suck my nipples.” I leaned down and put his perked up nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it while my ass worked on his cock. I was kind nice sucking on it. Mr. Lewis was moaning. “Aah, fuck you’re a naughty boy. Riding your grandpa’s poison cock. Yeah you love that fuck stick demolishing you. You’re so tight, so hot and wet inside.” I kept sucking his nipples and shaking my ass. Ignoring his dirty talk. I could feel his cock swelling, getting that iron hardness it gets when it’s close. I sat up right and bounced faster, sliding on his pole. He was pinching his nipples and breathing hard. My legs were killing me. “Oh fuck, ooh god.” He moaned “Are you gonna cum?” “Close boy, keep going, ooof, I’ll tell ya when it’s coming. You tell me when you’re getting off!” “Okay!” Not sure how much more I could take. Legs hurt, but the cock felt amazing. I wished we could change positions. “Yeah ride that cock! Oh! Yeah these balls are filled with a weeks worth of cum. Keep working it. You’re hungry ass is perfect for my cock!” His body was trembling his eyes squinting. I could tell he was ready. “Yeah boy! Fuck! Oh yeah it’s coming! Fuck my sperm is coming!” “Okay I’m getting off!” I raised my ass sliding up his furious cock. But Mr. Lewis slapped my thighs down causing me to grind my ass down to his hilt. “Not yet! Just a little longer!” “Wait that’s not fair!” I tried getting up but my legs were exhausted and I was struggling. His cock plunging me deep. I bounced on him a bit more trying to raise my ass up. My head was going fuzzy from the intense dicking. “Fuck boy. Grandpa’s gunna cum! It’s gunna shoot up in you! Weeks worth of poz cum!” “Wait no!” As I worked my thighs up against his hands, causing my ass to clench several times. “Yeah that’s it! Squeeze my cock! That hungry ass is gunna drink it!” I kept trying to work my ass up, squeezing his cock in the process. I could feel him getting harder, his meat throbbing with every anal squeeze. “HERE IT COMES! OH FUCK! AH!-“ his face was grimacing as his hips raising as he was ready to blow. I took the opportunity to raise my hips. His hands were still pushing down as my ass slid up his shaft. I could barley slide it up, but then the exiting stopped. “-AAAGH!” His cock head was so big it got stuck on the inside of my ring. I kept pulling and his cock head was pulling back as if it was stuck “AAAAGH, AAAAH! YEAHH!” I jolted up and his head aggressively popped out. I couldn’t raise too far so the tip was still kissing my entrance. Blast after blast of cum sprayed my hole. It felt like getting pressure washed. Mr. Lewis’s flow of cum was hefty. Cum got all over his lap and my ass. I collapsed on the couch sitting in cum. Mr. Lewis sighed and licked up some of his cum. The rest staining the material. “Ah, good game.” “You cheated…” “I never said I wouldn’t slap your thighs. So technically…” I got up, I slowly made my way to the door holding my clothes. My ass a dripping mess. “Well I guess it’s about that time. And you did a good job sunny boy. I guess I can let you go for the night.” Mr. Lewis walked over, his cock still rock hard and covered in cum like a glazed doughnut, still dripping everywhere, the tip seeping a weak flow like a salivating dog. My toes got drops of cum on them as he got close He stopped me from putting my clothes on. Rummaging through my pants pocket. “Just going to take this.” He took one of the apartment keys off my key ring. “Gonna drop by whenever so might as well have access. Oh and walk back naked for me.” I opened the door to the hall. My clothes in my arms. “Don’t forget your kiss goodbye.” As he said that he walked up behind me and put has hands on my shoulders. He thrust his hips forward and plunged his cock in my ass again *squelch* then pulled out *pop*. “Sleep well my little foot pig!”

"Hey" popped in on the chat. 8:24am was the time on my phone. I'm sipping coffee, usual Tuesday morning, and heard the buzz from my phone. It was that college "twunk" from last night. Cute young guy, totally smooth Latino guy, no beard or scruff, <6' tall; so not really my "type", but whose picky? De had a sexy freshman 20lb spare tire on his tummy, and some fat balls between his legs, that he spread wide open on my couch when he wanted that BJ last time. I'd told him I was old enough to be his gay uncle's. His reply that night was "Guncle". (I had to Google that to be sure.) Well last night, this "Gungle" milked his young cock and got a sweet tasting load of cum. Can't complain. And now this text from College guy ... "Morning stranger, you up again?" I txted back. "Nah." College guy replied. But then he txted again after getting my joke, "Oh, yea I'm "up" "Damn those balls fill up fast". I egged him on more. "Fuk yea man. Constantly." he said. I imagined he was jacking ... and thinking this counts as "sexting" where I'm used as a chatbot to bust this guys nutts via texts, hah! Before I could txt back, he got to the point: "You free now?" "Yea for a bit. Round 2?" "Nice. I just need to be on campus at 9:30am." "Oh, not much time. Quickie then" "Yea", he agreed. Then he said what he really wanted: "Quick pump n dump cool?" "You mean up my ass?" "Yea. Like your pic." he txted. Now I got to think ... which pics did I send ... oh a pic of my ass doggie on the edge of a hotel couch I had stayed at. "OK, no prob. Give me 10 mins" === 8:45am. 10 mins I worked on cleaning my hole. I'd heard my phone buzz a couple times but ignored it. When I finally checked my phone, I saw College Guy was getting trigger happy: "Let me know", and then "Ready?", and finally, "I'm gonna start heading out, K?" Damn -- I know what that means. College Guy's head is talking, and not the brainy one. I finally txted back: "OK yup I'm ready". I unlocked the front door, put on the MILF porn that College Guy liked watching last night -- was this guy bi or curious ... I didn't care --, setup laptop, lube by the couch, ... then heard my phone again. "Just parked." he replied. "Door is unlocked." I txt as I saw College Guy getting out of his little Nissan beater car, wearing sweat pants and a hoodie, and then walks towards my door. I hear him open the door. "HEY" I hear his voice boom. "In here" I yelled back to him. I hear his footsteps creek across the old hardwood floor into the living room. "Fuck man" I hear him whisper as he walks up to the couch. I turn to look back at his cute young face gawking. Bare jocked ass up doggie must be good for him to see. No blindfolds needed. We saw each other last night. "It's what you wanted." I said to his face, he looked into my eyes, I saw his brown eyes gazing back, him not knowing what to say now, after his pent-up testosterone had taken over his brain. I reached over for his buckle, already seeing an engorged groin, unzipped, and out popped his hard 7 in pecker. "Early riser" I smiled. "Yea, I woke up hard and jacked it some." he said with a smile. I went to grab for this raging cock aimed at me, but when I wrapped my hand around his shaft, he blurted out. "I'm already ready man. Don't have much time", College Guy said with a serious strain in his face. "Damn", I said. "OK, then do it" I turned away, stuffed my face into the pillow of the couch, and raise my jocked ass up doggie right in front of his hard cock. College Guy shuffled over, pants still at his ankles, grabbed my waist, and shoved his bare cock right up my ass. No lube! No condom! No questions! I moaned when I felt his cock's fullness in my ass, and from the thought of his going au natural. He pumps his bare cock several times. His belt buckle jingles on every thrust. "Fuck" I hear College Guy say from behind me. His pumping stops. His bare cock slips out of my fuckhole. "All good?" I ask turn my head sideways. "I'm really close man." he pants back, his cock "No worries man. Dump that load." I command. I reach around from behind, grab each of his hairless thighs, and pull him towards my ass. His bare cock slips back into my used hole. His cock swells up inside my fuckhole. I know what's going to happen, and muffle a "Fuck yea man! Dump that load" into the pillow. "Oh fuck, here it cums!" he responds, as if on command from my encouragement, as he tightly squeezed my buttcheeks and leans his whole body into my ass. I feel the pulses. Fuck, I think, College Guy is dumping the load up my Guncle ass. The thought makes my semi-hard cock jump and dribble cum. "Fuck." I hear him pant. College Guy stays standing behind my ass for a couple seconds, then I feel his cock yank out of my ass abrutly. "Damn, I just couldn't hold it man" he pants and starts to walk over by the lube & towel I put beside me on the couch. "No problem", I turn my head and look back to see College Guy's cock is swollen but deflating fast, his fat balls are still tight, and a string of cum drips from his bare cock head. He quickly wipes the cum away and cleans up his whole cock. He sees me checking out his junk, he smiles back at me, and pulls up his sweat pants. I sense the awkardness could sink in, so I quickly look at my watch, get up, and pull up my pants too. "I gotta run to an appointment." I lie. "Oh shit" he says, and looks at his watch too. "I'm gonna be late for class." He looks up again, and smiles "Hey, thanks. Gotta run" and he literal jobs over to the door. "Later" I say. === 8:48am was the time on my phone. College Guy was definently a quick pump n dump. === THE NEXT TUESDAY === "Hey" comes the text. From College Guy. 7:53am. His text was a bit earlier but same day. "Hey buddy. Yea, I'm free. What's up" I reply. "Me. You free now" and for flair, a piggy emoticon too, hah!. "Nice. Yea" I text back. "No class today?" "Yea still got a 9:30. Need to dump this load though" "Fuck yea. Big load?" "4 days man. You be ready?" "Sure, what are you up for?" "Same as last time." "OK. Give me 10min." 8:15am "Almost there." College Guy txts. "OK. I'll be in back bedroom. Lights off if you want." I reply. "Nice, OK. Quick in & out." he says. "Yea no problem", we understood each other now. My Guncle ass would just be some hole for College Guy to dump his load in. === 8:20am. I hear the door slam shut. My head stays in the bed pillows. Hardwood floor creeking comes closer to my bare ass up doggie on the edge of the bed. It's dark. I hear a belt buckle flopping sound, and a zipper pops open, I feel a cold hand reach out but it finds buttcheeks, and then something presses against my buttcheek. His cock isn't lined up. I move my ass over to line up. I feel the pressure against my fuckhole. More pressure and in pops a swollen sensation. A quiet moan happens from behind me. My hole erupts in pain as College Guys shoves his cock down deep. I clench my teeth in hopes of not moaning back. He starts pumping. The thrusts aren't slower this time. I start thinking: young guy is fucking fast again, like last time. That big 4 day load is too much for his fat young balls to hold onto. College Guy is going to lose it again. And then it happens: that heavy breathing sound. This time he keeps thrusting hard. I don't feel his cock pulsing, like last time. Too much thrusting. But I know he's cumming. My cumhole feels much warmer. College Guy keeps pumping balls deep, and dumping his 4 day load up Guncle's ass. I feel his cock slip out. Sound of his buckle from pulling his pants up. A slap on my buttcheek. And College Guy walks out, and slams the door shut. === 8:25am I get a text just as I'm fingering my very cummy hole. Just 2 words: "Thanks man" he texts. "No prob." is all I reply. 5mins. Damn! === About every other week, College Guy texts me. If he texts in the evenings, he wants a long sloppy BJ while watching MILF porn on my couch. If he texts me in the morning, he wants to walk in on ass up / face down for a quick pump n dump that lasts a couple mins. He stays a regular FB for the semester, and then College Guy never texts me again.

Chicago—May, 2022 I had heard a lot about Fornication from Keshawn. He had been to a couple of them—and loved the energy the porn guys brought to the sex party. He wondered how it would work at Steamworks. Would partygoers be up on the third floor with special tickets? The answer from Ray that afternoon was that no, there was no special admission price for Fornication tonight. Just look for the performers around the bathhouse. I was horned. I needed a good group fuck party. I got to the bathhouse around 10pm—an hour before Fornication began. Security was high—bags were limited in size and checked. My pockets and ankles/socks were examined. It is a drug free party—and Steamworks was stepping up to make sure that they protected Ray’s performers. I got a locker and stripped to my jock, wrist band and boots. I tossed the towel over my shoulder and set out making a tour of the three floors. On the first and the third there were slings in new places. I guessed this might be where the fornication guys would be… PIC POSTER I have ended on the third floor with my tour of the building. I like how my cock is just sort of swollen, not hard. It is stretching the pouch of this mostly clean jock. I go back down to the dark area on the second floor where there is a public sling, some gloryholes and a fuck bench. I stop on the steps down to the bench. Two beautiful men are fucking, with a bevy of guys in towels clutched around waists, watching. The bottom is gym built, between 45 and 50, a dusting of hair on his ass (and on his chest I eventually discover) and lots of it in his ass crack. Tats are on his muscular shoulders. The top is younger, more swimmer built and smooth—but for a glorious big bush, currently being smashed against his partner’s ass. His hair is long and sways with his fuck stroke. I take a moment to just watch before I move closer. My cock has erected. I am standing to their right. The Top sees me first. He nods. “Look who’s going to fuck you next,” he tells the bottom. The tatted bottom turns his head and grins his approval. “You’d like to fuck my man?” says the Top, with a slight smirk. “Please.” He pulls out. I kneel and begin licking the hairy ass crack. He’s an ass creamer—he’s wet and ready. I see the Top feeding his dick to the tatted bottom. I stand up and slide in. He is now very full of cock. I fuck hard and long. When the Top guesses I am done, I surprise him by eating the fucked hole again. I ask if he wants to fuck. “I get him at home—I want to watch you fuck him some more.” I gladly slide in again. Hairy Crack Bottom groans and calls me a hot fucker. I plow him hard. When I’m done, the couple kisses—pulling me into it, too. All three of us know we are going to fuck again before this night is done. * I go get some head at the slurp ramp. A guy takes me fully down his throat the moment my cock emerges from the hole. Only then do I remember all that ass jizz on my cock. The sucker seems to not care. Keshawn enters the room, on the cock sucking level. I excuse myself from the sucker and go greet him. We kiss. Keshawn bends and takes my spit covered cock right there. It a simple hello fuck—not long, not hard—as natural to us as shaking hands for some. A younger guy watches us. “I would love to take both your cocks.” Keshawn and I grin and take him to the first floor sling. We get the guy into it. “You better go first,” he says, looking at our two dicks. I eat him out and he takes my cock. Just. I can tell he has never had a bigger one from the look on his face. How the fuck is he gonna take Keshawn? I fuck him slow and long. Stretching his ass. Keshawn feeds the guy his dick. We switch. Keshawn is just too big. The guy taps out. We get him off the sling and onto some seating nearby. He tries to sit on Keshawn, just as Ray Dalton arrives to man the sling. It must be 11:00pm. The kid begs off—and Keshawn gets up and hugs Ray. Ray is great with faces if not names. He recognizes Keshawn from previous parties—and me from this afternoon. Ray grabs my ass. “You ready for me?” I shake my head. An insistent guy comes up to Ray and asks if he’s really fucking anyone tonight. Ray leads him over to the sling and shows him that indeed he is doing just that… * A bigger Latin guy takes me to his room as he doesn’t want to get fucked in public. But he loves dick I his hole… I fuck a hot Black ass on the third floor fuck bench, while a white guy jerks off to us… I watch porn guy Luke Morrison decimate asses on the fuck bench where I started. I hear him tell someone he’s a top only so I know I won’t be there tonight... We are into hour two of Fornication. The porn guys have rotated floors. I find Ray on the third floor at another sling. There is fuckbench nearby. Ray is plowing a squealing man. He is totally connected and into it. The beautiful couple is watching Ray. They come over and we watch as a unit our hands idly playing with cocks and asses. Ray finishes up, getting the squealer out of the bench. Ray hugs him—a hug that seems as sexual as the fuck. “Who’s next?” Hairy Ass Crack raises his hand. Into the sling he goes. The Top moves closer to watch. I find Keshawn—and fuck him, braced against the wall. Hairy Ass Crack is now out of the sling. He sits carefully on the edge of the small platform the fuckbench is sitting on. The Top beckons me over as I pull out of Keshawn. “Will you open me up before I let Ray into my ass?” I bend him right there and eat out his hairless butt. Hairy Ass Crack loves seeing his partner used. He actually gets fully hard. I eat. I fuck, with him braced on his partner’s shoulders. Just as I’m building speed, Ray is ready for him. I pull out—very pleased I could help… * I wander. I get my cock sucked. I go back to the third floor Fornication area. Ray is still fucking. There is a beautiful man on the fuckbench. And Hairy Ass Crack is rimming him. I move around to watch this. He stands up and gets his dick in the man, but he goes soft quickly. “You need this guy,” HAC says to the beautiful man, slapping his ass. We trade places. I go to my knees. My face is buried in this guy’s ass. “Damn, you’re good…” the guy groans. Hairy Ass Crack bends and whispers in my ear. “Make Dirk as happy as you did me.” I stand up. Well, fuck me, it is Dirk Caber moaning over the tonguing I just gave his ass. My cock head slides into him. Slowly and smoothly. He welcomes me with a slight squeeze. I push on in. Hold. And fuck. Here I am in another man I’ve jacked off to for a long time. I always liked his look, but his maturing into a Daddy really turns my crank. Dirk is panting and telling me how good my cock feels. HAC moves around and cradles Dirk in his arms—his head turned so he can see me pile drive into Dirk. I finally stop. I help Dirk up. He’s a little shaky on his feet. We embrace. Holding on to each other as tightly as we can… Next time—my final two hours at Fornication. The original post, with pics of the porn guys, is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML Friday Night: Fornication Party (part one) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 23, 2022

This isn’t complicated. You want something that has a risk attached, but you want it with no risk. Your distress comes from the fact that you can’t have what you want, and you’re too afraid to get it any other way. No amount of fretting is going to change it. If you want bare, you accept some risk. Period. If you absolutely cannot tolerate the thought of coping with what would happen if you got HIV, then put going bare out of your mind. Make the decision and quit worrying about it. There are lots of things in life we have to choose not to do, and we live with the choices. On the other hand, there are ways to approach it by drastically reducing the risk - PrEP - being the biggest factor. Ignore these people telling you to find friends who are givers/chasers. If you don’t want to become positive, they’re going to give you lousy advice, and conceivably try to harm you - avoid like plague. Even if you mitigate your risk of HIV to the max, the more you fuck bare, the more certain it is that you’ll ultimately pick up an STD. Again, if you can’t deal with it, no bare for you. It’s something you have to accept. There’s nothing anyone here can do to get you over your fear of the water. We can give you information. We can tell you what we’ve done. But making the decision to swim is all you. We can’t push you into the pool.

** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…

The thread about newTumbl kicking people off their platform reminded me that I should mention that there's a censorship-resistant social media solution that's in the works thanks to the bitcoin community. Right now it's a bit rough around the edges - to put it politely - but also far slicker than you might imagine - and getting better by the day/week. It's almost impossible to get completely kicked off of it. So if you're tired of people (including me) telling you what you can and can't do on social media sites - you'll like it a lot. So watch this thread. I'll explain how to get started on it probably next week or early the following week. Before I explain it to everyone I need to accomplish a few things: My host is migrating me from a server in Miami (red state - boo!) to a much faster server in Michigan (blue state - yeah!) I need a particular new application set up and running on that before I announce anything. I need to finish my documentation on how to get started (it's a bit more confusing than it should be right now). I need to finish the ability to set up accounts on my new sites. Ideally I'd also have image uploads ready - but that's probably a month or 6 weeks off. So stay tuned…

I was 21 and lived in an old rundown apartment complex, it had a lot of issues and the landlord wasn’t much help getting things fixed when anyone had an issue. It wasn’t the best place but it was cheap and the neighbors kept to themselves. Well, mostly. There was one neighbor a couple of units across the hall from mine, Mr. Lewis, who was chatty with me every time we passed eachother by. He was an older man in his mid-60s or so. Not in the best of shape, short, balding, round faced and pudgy belly. Always wore a tank top, sweat pants and old worn sandals. The type of guy you would typically see around a place like this. But he was nice enough, always offering to invite me in for some coffee or have a chat. I never took him up on the offer though, he had a bit of that old troll vibe and I had a feeling he had ulterior motives with his invitations. It’s not like I had anything against him, I just get nervous around guys who blatantly flirt with me, I tend to freeze up and ignore their advances. I was always shy like that. Mr. Lewis was no shrinking violet, he was always bold being flirty with me in the hall, casually rubbing his crotch and eyeing me up and down when we chatted. I of course wouldn’t pay much mind to it and keept our conversations brief and continued about our own business. I never considered letting his flirtatious behavior get any further than what it was, for one he wasn’t my type, and secondly one of his previous conversations he casually talked about the difficulties of him hooking up with guys on account of him being poz. I don’t mean to be a prude, but I try to play safe on the rare occasions that I do mess around with anyone at all. It’s been a while for me since I’ve been busy with my college studies. One warm day when I was getting back home from the gym I was particularly tired and sweaty head to toe. I had an intense cardio session and my legs were sore. It didn’t help that I was wearing my bad gym shorts with the broken string, I occasionally had to pull them up from sliding down. It was laundry day as well so I didn’t have any underwear available so I was just free balling it. When I was hobbling back down the hall to my apartment Mr. Lewis came out as I passed his door almost as if he heard me coming. ”Tommy my lad. Have a nice hard workout?” He chuckled while adjusting his underwear. He was wearing sandals a tank top and briefs, not the most appropriate attire for a conversation in the hallways so he stood in his doorway. “Yeah it was a cardio day for me, 10 miles on the treadmill, squats, the usual.” I replied casually, giving a friendly smile trying not to pay attention to the fact that Mr. Lewis was developing a semi hard erection. “It’s good that you take care of your young beautiful body, wish I had more of that commitment.“ He chuckled as he lifted his tank and patted his stomach. “Say, if you have a minute do you think you would like to come in for a bit?“ He smiled while patting his crotch bulge. “Oh, um, I’d like to but I need to shower and I have some stuff I need to take care of.” Even if I wasn’t uncomfortable with his flirtatious behavior it really wasn’t the best time for hanging out. I was a mess from the gym. “Oh well this won’t take too long, I actually need your help with something. My sink pipes seem to be acting weird, can’t seem to get good pressure out of it and there might be a leak underneath, the landlord couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it and figured a young capable man like you might take a look?“ I didn’t really feel like it but he lived alone in that apartment and I felt bad for always blowing off his invitations even though he is fairly brazen with the way he carries himself. Out of the typical social fear of coming off as rude I agreed to step inside for just a little bit. “Sure, I think I can give it a shot” “Wonderful!” He perked up and stepped aside inviting me in. His apartment didn’t have much, simple couch, table and chairs. Some dirty laundry left here or there and a faint smell in the air that might have been body odor perhaps? Maybe something a little tangier? Mr. Lewis guided the two of us towards his living room and we sat on the couch together while he made small talk. “You don’t have to check the sink just yet, sit with me boy, how have you been? Handling them hunky men at the gym all right? You have been walking fairly funny in the hall, ha ha ha.” There he goes again with that blatant attitude of his. “Oh, no it was just tiring for me. I’ve been fine, studying and just trying to keep my school work life balanced, I don’t have time for messing around.“ “Well now, that’s no good. Why at your age I was filling and getting filled by plenty of men at the gym saunas. Back in those days public hook ups were a lot more common, not like all the apps these days.“ he chuckled and patted my thigh as he emphasized his words. Leaving his hand on me long enough to make it awkward but not too for me to feel the need to pull away. “Oh that sounds like a wild time, I don’t think I could do stuff like that. I’m not that bold.“ I readjusted my sitting position and pulled out a dirty sock that I was sitting on. Mr. Lewis grabbed it and tossed it aside. “Pardon the mess, I tend to delay on laundry so these things wind up everywhere. That’s why you usually see me wearing these.” Mr. Lewis put his leg up and rested his foot in my lap showing off his sandals. He reached over and slipped it off showing it to me. The heel of his foot sliding down my leg getting dangerously close to my crotch. “These things are convenient when I need em. And they don’t smell as bad as the socks when you wear them for multiple days in a row, see for yourself“ He pointed the sandal in my face expecting me to take a test smell. I wasn’t willing to smell his dirty sandal and was a bit flabbergasted that he even suggested it but I didn’t want to show it on my face and be rude so i avoided inhaling and replied with any sort of casual dismissive statement that would satisfy him and pull it away. “Uh, yeah, it’s fine. I get it.” He didn’t put the sandal back on instead he put it on the floor and slipped his other sandal off and put both his feet in my lap, this time his right foot resting directly on top of my dick. Mr. Lewis continuing the conversation nonchalantly. “So sunny, how is your sex life? Do you have a boyfriend yet?” I was surprised with how casually he asked that, even more surprising he managed to slip his foot underneath my gym shirt and was rubbing my belly button with his toes. I could clearly see that he had a full-blown erection at this point and there was even a wet spot in the center where it look like he was pre-cuming. He reached in his underwear and started fondling his cock. Just as casually as one would if they were scratching their balls. “No I don’t have the time for that, I just focus on work and school.“ I said nervously, not sure how to respond to his foot action. At this point Mr. Lewis slipped a foot through the leg of my shorts and was rubbing my sweaty thigh, I was getting uneasy with his advances. I knew he was trying to instigate something and I was trying to look for an opportunity to change the subject. “Well you have time to come see me about my plumbing issue.” He said almost mockingly, his foot sliding up further and just as I could feel his toes starting to make contact with my shaft I took that as my opportunity to change the situation. “Oh yes the plumbing!” I got up off the couch and out of Mr. Lewis‘s grasp, trying not to give the situation much acknowledgment. “Yes I should go check out the sink of yours.“ I walked over to his kitchen area and I started fiddling with the handles staring at the sink pressure trying to clear my mind of that awkwardness and do what I came here to do so I could leave. The sink pressure was a little sporadic, but that seemed to be normal, or at least as normal as the same pressure I have had. The building was old and falling apart so I’m not surprised that his plumbing was similar to mine. So I went underneath the sink to check for any leaks. Mr. Lewis came to the kitchen and handed me some tools as I was on my knees bent over looking at the pipes. It was a tight fit so it wasn’t an easy space to work with. I wiggled myself out and asked for a flashlight and a crescent wrench to see if I can loosen or tighten some of the valves and see if that would work. As I looked over to Mr. Lewis, his underwear was off and he had a massive hard veiny and uncut cock pointed at me. “Whoa! Sir your underwear, uh what is-“ “No worries, it’s been hot and the AC doesn’t work so I figured I would slip out of those old things and get more comfortable. You don’t mind. I don’t have anything you haven’t seen before.” It was hot, at least I thought it was hot or maybe that was just the gym talking. Either way I tried not looking at it directly even though it looked to be about 8 or 9 inches long with a fat wide mushroom head. I Took the flashlight and wrench and went back under to focus on the task at hand. I was trying to be slow and gentle since the plumbing looked old and delicate. suddenly I felt something resting on my lower back as I felt Mr. Lewis straddling me. “What are-“ “Don’t mind me I’m just checking to see how the water pressure is doing while you’re down there, I know it’s a tight fit, but you are doing great down there.“ his cock was resting on my ass as he was playing with the sink his legs on either side of me. I said nothing, I didn’t know how to tell them off, and I wasn’t sure if he was really doing anything bad on purpose, he is fairly short after all so if he is checking the sink then naturally he would be standing fairly close. I kept adjusting the pipes below and being on my knees bent over under the sink was feeling awkward so I had to move around a bit, wiggling my hips and repositioning my knees. Unfortunately I was still covered in sweat from the gym and these were my bad shorts and they were starting to slip down, revealing my ass crack. As they slipped down a couple of inches Mr. Lewis’s shaft was now resting on my exposed bare ass. I couldn’t conveniently reach behind and pull them up again so I had to ask him to do it for me. “Um, can you pull my shorts back up for me? My string is broken.“ Mr. Lewis just grabbed my shorts and slipped them all the way down to my knees “You don’t need those, they are just going to distract you. Wow looks like you didn’t feel the need for underwear today either.“ As Mr. Lewis repositioned himself at the sink playing with the faucet again his hips reposition themselves and the tip of his cock was now pointing directly between my sweat covered cheeks, The wide head easily slipping between them due to my sweat and his very slimy cock and making contact with my whole. “Hey! Uh Sir? You’re penis is poking me..” At this point I realized his blatant flirting was starting to get out of hand. “Just a little poke is all. It’s bound to happen in such a small kitchen. Don’t worry about the pre either, your ass sweat is mixing in so I’m sure you can’t tell.” I didn’t like this. My hole was getting lubed up. Mr. Lewis’s fiddling with the sink was causing his hips to wiggle and massage my ass more. I had little room to move around and every time I moved my ass he prodded more forward. “Um it feels like you’re moving around too much. Are you sure you can’t readjust yourself?” “Oh no need to fuss about that, it’s just a little body contact in order to check the problem here, besides it hasn’t even slipped inside you. You’re a strong tight young man. My dirty old poz cock could easily thrust against you several times and your hole will stay closed, watch.” With that Mr. Lewis pulled his cock away from me, grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, aimed his cock directly at my hole and slammed his hips forward into me, his bulbous cock head popping in past my sphincter with a squelching sound and the rest of his shaft burying deep into me with a loud slap as his hips smacked my ass, balls deep. “AAAGH! SHIT!“ I yelled, the pain of his sudden intrusion sending a shockwave throughout my body. Dropping the flashlight and wrench. The tight fit underneath the sink holding me in place unable to pull my ass away. “Oh, well how about that? It went in with one thrust. I guess I had too much lube on my cock when I was edging earlier. Oh well nothing to be done about it now. While I keep checking the sink how about you focus on the leak down there?” Mr. Lewis kept on playing with the sink above me as his cock was firmly lodged in my guts. His low sagging balls pressed against my taint. My insides were on fire as they were being stretched out by what it felt like a steel pipe. “Mr, Lewis! Please pull it out! You’re so big!“ I instinctively tried to move in the only direction that I could in order to remove myself from him but unfortunately the only way I could move was back toward him, causing my ass to thrust back into him causing his cock to slide in me even deeper. The shock making me wiggle my hips back-and-forth. “Now now, you don’t want to do that. Remember I was edging earlier meaning my balls are on a hair trigger. Move more and you’ll cause me to burst days worth of cum up into your ass raw.” He tried to say casually, noticeably hiding a tenseness to his voice as if he really was on the verge of cuming inside of me. “You can’t! It’s dangerous! You’re poz.“ “Then I suggest you hold still, oof, oh! Your ass is so tight and wet. I could go at any second. I- AAH! Ah!… ahh, that was close. I almost shot” I did my best to hold perfectly still with Mr. Lewis‘s cock balls deep inside me. I was focusing on trying to adjust the pipes and fix his leak, all the while I could feel every curve of his cock, the shape of his head flaring inside me, the bulging of the veins on his shaft. I could feel it all through my ass and every subtle twitch and throb was indicating that it really wanted to open the floodgates and unleash a torrent of dirty cum inside of me. I don’t know how I managed it but I managed to get the piping in working order, Mr. Lewis still nonchalantly playing with the sink above, his legs trembling with his large throbbing penis firmly drilled inside of me. “I think it’s done! You can pull out now!“ Mr. Lewis tested the water flow on his sink, which should have been the same since the piping below it just had a small leak and the water pressure was never really out of the ordinary. “What do you know? Everything seems to be in order. You manage well under pressure.” Mr. Lewis playfully gave a light slap on my ass as some sort of congratulations, but he didn’t pull out just yet. Instead he put both hands on my hips and slowly slid his cock out halfway stopped then slid it back in. He started picking up a pace, he was actually fucking me! “What are you doing? I thought you were going to pull out?“ “I will sunny boy. But first I need to thank you for fixing my plumbing. How about a big load of granddaddy’s cum inside your ass? I promise it will be huge.“ His thrusting continued, his assault on my ass pounding me with slap after a slap of his balls knocking into me. The thrusting admittedly started to feel good, stimulating my prostate. “Oh god! Are, are you undetectable?“ I asked, as some sort of bargaining with my own inhibitions. “Nope sorry. Oof, Oh! You’re gonna get a - oh fuck- hi viral load of poz cum.” His pace quickened. I was so overwhelmed by the sensations of a hard fucking that I couldn’t think. I tried to say something. “Don’t-“ “Ooh here it comes! Package is out for delivery!” He squeezed my cheeks and drilled fast and relentless. My head dizzy and cock drunk. “Oh fuck! OH FUCK! AAAGH!” Mr. Lewis slammed five hard times followed by a dozen lesser slams, each a pulsing jet of cum deep inside. I could feel it flowing in me. I could feel the satisfaction in his long exhale of relief. He stopped and slowly fucked in me for another minute, keeping his ball juice plowed up in my intestines then held still. My heart was racing. My ass aching. So many thoughts going through my head. Here I was just trying to be a good neighbor- wait what the fuck is that? Was he cuming again? Mr. Lewis let out a long sigh as he unloaded a massive load, filling me up even more. Too much more. “Mr. Lewis, what is” “Ahhh, just emptying my bladder boy. Your ass makes a fantastic toilet.” Fuck, he’s pissing in me!? The flow kept coming and my guts became bloated and hot. This old man was really more depraved then I could imagine. Soon he finished up and slowly pulled out. Pushing my cheeks together to keep all his fluids in me. I slowly crawled out and got up. My legs on fire, weak and wobbly. I pulled my shorts up that still sagged a bit. “Ah thanks for getting all my pluming sorted out Tommy. Now all that down there won’t leak out. We wouldn’t want that would we?” I didn’t know what to say. I just slowly walked to the door and picked up my gym bag. But before I could leave Mr. Lewis stopped me again. “Just a moment.” He walked over to the couch and came back. “Open your mouth.” Instead of waiting for me to comply he grabbed my jaw and opened it for me then with one of his dirty socks in hand, shoved it in my mouth. Then sent me on my way with a slap on my ass. “Don’t be a stranger, next time I may need a foot massage.” He winked at me and shut the door. I walked to my place and spit out his sock and threw it. I tried cleaning out and showering but I still felt dirty. I was still in shock of what happened. This dirty old man who had been cruising me for so long somehow managed to lure me into his place, fuck me, cum in me and piss in me. I sat on my couch and rubbed my head, trying to make sense of everything. I looked to the side and Mr. Lewis’s sock was on the arm rest. I picked it up to throw it away, but I looked at it for a moment. Then for some reason I decided to stuff it back in my mouth.

I was still pretty young when I downloaded a gay dating app and I had my first sexual encounter. I went to the house of a 30 year old man, he was a very big, hairy man with a very thick and long cock. He was delighted with my small body, thin and hairless. I knew that the safe thing was to use a condom, and in fact before our meeting I made sure that he understood that he only wanted to let me fuck with a condom, to which he accepted. He started kissing me all over my body and making me suck his huge cock. Being my first time I was very, very nervous, but the excitement of having a man like that in front of me encouraged me to continue letting myself do everything. When he started eating my ass I felt in the clouds! then he started to stick his finger in me, with the help of his saliva I had no problem, I was fascinated by that sensation of something in my ass. Then he started to put his cock in my ass, just rubbing his head. He made an attempt to start penetrating me, but I reminded him to put on a condom. He wanted to put on a condom that he had saved, but I'm smarter, so I told him he should use one that I brought. I've seen things on the internet, so I know there are people who pierce condoms. He put on the condom I gave him, and began to penetrate me. He had me in 4, with my ass standing up for him to fuck me, although it started slowly, soon he was fucking me quite hard, and I was resisting because although it hurt, it was more my taste for that sensation of a man fucking me. At one point, he pulled his penis out of my ass, pulled out a bottle of lube, and started putting it in my ass. It seemed very strange to me, since I feel that with his saliva I was already quite lubricated, but perhaps a top likes the sensation of penetrating with a lot of lubricant better. Todvia fue bastante joven cuando descargué una aplicación de citas gay que tuve mi primer encuentro sexual. Fui a la casa de un hombre de 30 años, era un hombre muy grande, peludo y con una polla muy gruesa y larga. Estaba encantado con mi cuerpo pequeño, delgado y sin pelo. Sabía que lo seguro era usar condón, y de hecho antes de nuestro encuentro me aseguré de que entendiera que solo quería dejarme follar con condón, a lo que aceptó. Empezó a besarme por todo el cuerpo y me hizo chupar su enorme polla. Al ser mi primera vez estaba muy, muy nervioso, pero la emoción de tener un hombre así frente a mí me animó a seguir dejándome hacer todo. ¡Cuando empezó a comerme el culo me sentí en las nubes! luego me empezó a meter el dedo, con ayuda de su saliva no tuve ningún problema, quedé fascinado con esa sensación de algo penetrando mi trasero. Luego comenzó a meter su polla en mi culo, solo su cabeza. Hizo un intento de empezar a penetrarme, pero le recordé que se pusiera un condón. Quería ponerse un condón que tenía guardado, pero yo soy más listo, así que le dije que usara uno que traje. He visto cosas en internet, así que sé que hay gente que perfora los condones. Se puso el preservativo que le di y empezó a penetrarme. Me tenia en 4, con el culo de pie para que me follara, aunque empezo lento, al poco tiempo me estaba follando bastante fuerte, y yo me resistia porque aunque me dolia era mas mi gusto por esa sensacion de hombre jodiéndome. En un punto, sacó su pene de mi culo, sacó una botella de lubricante y comenzó a ponerlo en mi culo. Me pareció muy extraño, ya que siento que con su saliva ya estaba bastante lubricado, pero quizás a un activo le gusta más la sensación de penetrar con mucho lubricante. He started fucking me again, and this time it got really intense, he was fucking me so hard he looked like a different man, he was holding me tight, spanking me and scratching my back. He started to moan very loudly and told me "I'm going to leave all my sperm inside you" I told him no, and tried to turn around to get him out of my ass but he held me too tight, with all his weight on top of me. -Stop Please! You're a stranger and I also trusted you! -You're just a stupid young man, didn't your mommy tell you not to trust strangers? -Please! -Your little ass feels so good, it would be a waste not to get you pregnant. Empezó a gemir muy fuerte y me dijo "te voy a dejar todo mi esperma dentro de ti" le dije que no, e intenté darme la vuelta para sacarlo de mi culo pero me abrazó demasiado fuerte, con todo su peso encima de mí. -¡Deténgase, por favor! ¡Eres un extraño y también confié en ti! -Solo eres un joven estúpido, ¿tu mami no te dijo que no confiaras en los extraños? -¡Por favor! -Tu culito se siente tan bien, sería un desperdicio no dejarte embarazado. He began to moan agitatedly and suddenly I felt his semen shoot inside me, it felt hot, it was a sensation that I actually liked, if it wasn't for the fact that I was too afraid of having contracted a disease, I would have enjoyed it. After a while in which he continued with his penis inside me, he took it out and I saw the broken condom, torn. And then a big jet of sperm came out of my ass. -Uff, I got you very pregnant, little bitch. -Why did you do that? I said while holding back the urge to cry. -I already told you! rich little asses have to be impregnated. -At least tell me you don't have any disease. -I'd like to lie to you and let you go home relieved that I didn't, but the truth is that I do, I have a high Poz load, haven't taken medication in a long time and my viral load is 75,000. Después de un rato en el que siguió con su pene dentro de mí, lo sacó y vi el condón roto, desgarrado. Y luego un gran chorro de esperma salió de mi culo. -Uff, te dejé muy embarazado, pequeño puto. -¿Por qué hiciste eso? Dije mientras contenía las ganas de llorar. -¡Ya te dije! hay que impregnar los culitos ricos. -Al menos dime que no tienes ninguna enfermedad. -Me gustaría mentirte y dejarte ir a casa aliviado de que no lo hice, pero la verdad es que sí, tengo una carga de Poz alta, hace mucho tiempo que no tomo medicamentos y mi carga viral es 75.000. What does that mean? -That no matter what you do now, my toxic DNA will change your state forever. But don't bother, sooner or later it's going to happen to passive youngsters, so thank me that I was the one who left my virus inside you and I also warned you. The way he said it was so nonchalant, and besides, his penis hadn't decreased in size, instead mine, which was shrunken in fright, began to grow. -And from what I see, you're liking what I told you, right? I didn't know what to say, I just stayed silent. -Come on, now that my semen is deep inside you, we should continue. You are very young so your system will fight the virus hard when you start taking medication, but in the meantime, give in to your dirty desires, let me inject you with more poison. He got behind me, started kissing my neck and wrapped his arms around my body. Before I knew it, I was on my ass again, ready for more of his venom. A tear escaped me. -Don't cry, this is what a true bottom should do, give himself completely to his alpha male, and believe me, I'm not going to be the only one you let inject his viral load inside you. And he fucked me, he fucked me all afternoon, as the hours passed, he had cum inside me 5 times, he kissed me with great passion, he always reminded me that I was getting pregnant, that my body would belong to him forever. When it was time for me to go, he kissed me again a little, very lovingly. -Remember baby, youngsters have to be infected. -Que no importa lo que hagas ahora, mi ADN tóxico cambiará tu estado para siempre. Pero no te molestes, tarde o temprano les va a pasar a los jóvenes pasivos, así que agradece que fui yo quien dejo mi virus dentro de ti y también te lo advertí. La forma en que lo dijo fue tan despreocupada, y además, su pene no había disminuido de tamaño, en cambio el mío, que estaba encogido por el miedo, comenzó a crecer. -Y por lo que veo, te está gustando lo que te dije, ¿no? No supe qué decir, me quedé en silencio. -Vamos, ahora que mi semen está muy dentro de ti, debemos continuar. Eres muy joven, por lo que tu sistema luchará con fuerza contra el virus cuando comiences a tomar medicamentos, pero mientras tanto, cede a tus sucios deseos, déjame inyectarte más veneno. se puso detrás de mí, comenzó a besar mi cuello y envolvió sus brazos alrededor de mi cuerpo. Antes de que me diera cuenta, estaba de nuevo sobre mi trasero, listo para más de su veneno. Se me escapó una lágrima. -No llores, eso es lo que debe hacer un verdadero pasivo, entregarse por completo a su macho alfa, y créeme, no voy a ser el único al que dejes que te inyecte su carga viral. Y me folló, me folló toda la tarde, con el paso de las horas, el se había corrido dentro de mí 5 veces, me besó con mucha pasión, siempre me recordaba que me estaba quedando embarazado, que mi cuerpo le pertenecería para siempre. Cuando llegó la hora de irme, me volvió a besar un poco, con mucho cariño. -Recuerda bebé, los jóvenes tienen que estar infectados.

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

Brain and ass just seem to be ignoring HIV in favor of his sexual bliss. And indeed, why not? But so far I'm not convinced that Tommy has come around to craving any disease as craving the increasing degree of his sexual pleasure. It really is up to each of us to decide our level of risk; and how much it seems to matter. I have gotten and had treated all of the things we understand (so far) that George's dirty cock did to him our young ingenue Tommy. There was no mention of a stealthily applied condom but that just seems inconsistent to what Mr Lewis and George seem to have previously conspired to do. It would seem so far that the landlord is PrEPped and thus most likely tested and treated regularly. Landlord manages his risk actively (we think, so far). If the landlords assertion that Mr Lewis (and evidently now George) have interacted with all the neighbors there are myriad paths to emerge. Our lovely author @Justinrain could easily have neighbors yet to be introduced; and characters who will expand Tommy's sexual experience and pleasures while not yet actively embracing his risks of disease. Having observed his skillful layering in the past; I am anticipating we've some layers to experience. Mr Lewis while sexually energetic are more likely to simply give into disease without fretting accepting its inevitable path. Tommy might really observe the effects of whatever took hold from George's assault; and it is unlikely that nothing infected him and those will show symptoms relatively quickly. Tommy might get those treated; potentially even get On Demand PrEP and then forget he has it while he pursues an increasingly hedonistic path. (the Landlord might introduce a storyline shift). Definitely looking forward to the next chapter!!!

Tommy can’t recognize anymore where is the border he shouldn’t cross. George did too much this time but I hope Tommy’s brain and ass craves poz cum unconsciously. Again, thank you for another hot chapter!

Mr George is a nasty one, hehe! Lil Tommy is going to need some penicillin! But Mr Lewis and Mr. George still have work to do!! Great chapter, looking forward to the next!

Indeed, fuck I grew up where you smoked everywhere, even on a plane. Smokey clubs were the best, so sterile these days. Legal cigs seem to be not ok these days, but illegal weed is!

Wow, how times have changed. I am a smoker, love smoke sex and love smokey cum. Guess I am old fashioned 😉

I have zero desire for nor interest in being “converted”or whatever, but, I’ve found it difficult the last few years to get BB’ing out of my head, too. That’s around the time I decided to really start to go for it. And, now that I’m immersing myself into the sissy hypno rabbit hole, I’m finding that there really is at least some truth to the there’s-no-turning-back warnings. Again, I’m not a chaser, but, I can’t remember the last time I got fucked by someone wearing a condom. I’m of the mindset now that I’m going to make myself available however the top wants it. They want it bare. And, I’ve learned that the unspoken rule for bottoms is: if you’re getting fucked bare, you’re accepting that you will have a load of cum in your ass when it’s over, unless the top decides otherwise.

Here is a great place to make some poz and chaser friends who you can share your thoughts with without fear of rejection. I find that part of accepting and acting on these desires is to meet others who will encourage you on your journey 👋

Just really depending which part of Tiergarten you're cruising in (and this is at mostly all weather conditions). The hot spot nowadays are the table tennis plates beneath Altonaer st, and my experience says that there's lot of action also around midnight and shortly after, then it slows down till the guys stroll off the bars and get rid of any kind of princess behaviour to get bred by every guy who is willing to dump his load in them. Five ot six loads within less than an hour is a normal quota when place is busy, with good luck even more. Hint for vour first visit: Don't take any valuables with you that you don't need, also don't deposit them in a car there, it would be AYOR - even if police (who are sensualized about the nightly 'traffic') is patrolling there. We would like you to have nice encounters and see you again there!

This is true in my case. I and a few of the other advanced kids were regularly groped and masturbated in my grammar school math class. Some were taken to the cloak room. I thought little of it until i received my first Reiki treatment. My Reiki Master had enough presence of mind to have a licensed therapist on hand. At my heart chakra iI began to recalll details and cried uncontrollably. At 7 or 8 or 9, I was not able to give consent. This monster's touch was a physical and spiritual violation. (And I'm a firm supporter of the dearh penalty for molesters. ) Under EMDR. (EMDR.ORG) treatment, I made connections between those incidents and others trauma n my life. One was the fear of standing out, of execelling. As an adult Reiki Master now, I understand that this is a disturbance of a child's energy and natural development.; it is one step from homicide; it is burdening of a child with an ephemeral adult lust., a cynical attitude that young souls are disposable. Reckless. Dangerous. Homicidial. One reaction was to become so muscular, strong and unforgiving as an adult so that if you crossed boundaries, you would never do it again. This nightmare, who is no doubt roasting in hell, decided I would spend years in misery and therapy just so he could get his fucking jollies. That buffed up me could have easily snapped his spine, no matter how frail and penitent he claimed to be.

Hosting near Blue Hills Saturday night 3/18 to take as many loads as possible. In January, surpassed my record of 11 loads - at this hotel I took 21 loads! Help me get even more. NO drugs except poppers. Gang bang is 7pm til around 10 or 11pm. Then late night deposits are welcome and anon is super hot. Special love and thanks to couples, brown and black men, and XL cocks who need to breed. It is an honor to take your seed!

I hope the author of this story doesn't onject, but I've reproduced below, an 'English Language only' version (ommitting the sections written in a foreign language) of this tale - to allow the story to be enjoyed without interupting the reader's 'train of thought'- by having to swiftly scroll down in places. Also, I've taken the liberty of separating out lines of conversation (to make any horny exchanges clearer) and I've made a few spelling / typing corrections where necessary. Again, I hope the author won't mind. Another member may want to do the same with the foreign language version. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was still pretty young when I downloaded a gay dating app and I had my first sexual encounter. I went to the house of a 30 year old man, who was very big; hairy and had a very thick and long cock. He was delighted with my small body, thin and hairless. I knew that the safe thing was to use a condom and in fact, before our meeting, I'd made sure he understood that he was only allowed to me fuck with a condom, which he accepted. He started kissing me all over my body and making me suck his huge cock. Being my first time I was very, very nervous, but also exciting, having a man like that in front of me, encouraged me to continue letting myself do everything. When he started eating my ass I felt in the clouds! Then he started to stick his finger in me, with the help of his saliva. I had no problem, as I was fascinated by that sensation of something in my ass. Then he started to put his cock in my ass, just rubbing his head. He made an attempt to start penetrating me, but I reminded him to put on a condom. He wanted to put on a condom that he had saved, but I'm smarter and I told him he should use one that I brought. I've seen things on the internet, so I know there are people who pierce condoms. He put on the condom I gave him and began to penetrate me. He had me on all fours, with my ass standing up for him to fuck me. Although he started slowly, soon he was fucking me quite hard and I was resisting, because although it hurt, it was more my taste for that sensation of a man fucking me. At one point, he pulled his penis out of my ass, pulled out a bottle of lube and started putting it in my ass. It seemed very strange to me, since I felt that with his saliva, I was already quite lubricated. But perhaps a top prefers the sensation of penetrating with a lot of lubricant. He started fucking me again and this time, it got really intense. He was fucking me so hard that he looked like a different man. He was holding me tight, spanking me and scratching my back. He started to moan very loudly and told me: "I'm going to leave all my sperm inside you!" I told him no and I tried to turn around to get him out of my ass, but with all his weight on top of me, he held me too tightly to wriggle free. "Stop1 Please! You're a stranger and I trusted you!" "You're just a stupid young man. Didn't your mommy tell you not to trust strangers?" "Please!" "Your little ass feels so good, it would be a waste not to get you pregnant." he gloated. He began to moan agitatedly. Then suddenly, I felt his semen shoot inside me. It felt hot and was actually a sensation that I liked. Were it not for the fact that I was afraid of having contracted a disease, I would have enjoyed it. He continued with his penis inside me but after a while, he took it out and I saw the condom, torn and broken. Then a big jet of sperm came out of my ass. "I got you very pregnant, little bitch." he said. "Why did you do that?" I asked, whilst holding back the urge to cry. "I already told you, Rich little asses have to be impregnated." he replied. "At least tell me you don't have any disease?" "I'd like to lie to you and let you go home relieved, but the truth is that I'm poz. I haven't taken medication in a long time, so my viral load is 75,000 - which is easily detectable." He smiled, a devilish smile. "What does that mean?" I asked. "That no matter what you do now, my toxic DNA will change your state forever. Sooner or later it's going to happen to passive youngsters like you, so be grateful that I was the one who left my virus inside you." The way he said it was so nonchalant. As he said this, Inoticed that his penis hadn't decreased in size, whilst mine, which had been shrunken in fright, now began to grow again. He noticed this too. "....and from what I see, you're liking what I told you, right?" I didn't know what to say, I just stayed silent. "Come on, now that my semen is deep inside you, we should continue. You are very young so your system will fight the virus hard when you start taking medication. in the meantime, give in to your dirty desires and let me inject you with more poison." He got behind me, wrapped his arms around my body and started kissing my neck. Before I knew it, I was on my ass again, ready for more of his venom. Still, he noticed when a tear escaped my eye, saying: "Don't cry. This is what a true bottom should do, give himself completely to his alpha male......... and believe me, I'm not going to be the only one you let inject his viral load inside you1" Then he fucked me again. He fucked me all afternoon amd when the hours had passed, he had cum inside me five times. He kissed me with great passion and repeatedly reminding me, that I was getting pregnant and that my body would belong to him forever. When it was time for me to go, he kissed me again softly but very lovingly, before saying: "Remember baby, youngsters have to be infected."

Raymond tried to speak, but the ball gag was firmly in place. His ass stung, much more than it did before when Nelson did the same thing earlier. As much as Raymond was enjoying Thomas' fingers in his hole, every time he tried to meet the thrusts, the restraints got pulled tighter. Thomas' deliberate placement of the restraints above his head gave him no leverage, caused discomfort every time his torso was pushed down and forward and he found his arms were becoming more fatigued by the moment every time he tried to lift himself up to relieve the pain. Pleasure and pain. The effort to find any sense of comfort was taking a toll on Raymond. Thomas watched as Raymond grasped the chains in his hands and tried to relieve the pain of being stretched at the arms. It was hot site, once again, watching this toned and muscled college student flex and writhe beneath him. Thomas wanted to devour every inch of firm flesh the boy had. Suck and lick and slap and pinch and punch and backhand and slurp and worship and own. Chances like this and boys like this don't come around often. This stud struggling below him wasn't necessarily made to be a whore or a cumdump, that much was probably true, though he would be those to things in the coming hours. After they were done with him he would go on living the life he had woken up to that morning. Though Thomas still wasn't sure if Nelson hated or liked the bound college stud, he was sure to make this a night something the boy would never forget, and as such, he meant to use and abuse Raymond in such a way that whenever Thomas called, Raymond would show up ready to be fucked and filled in whatever ways Thomas demanded. By now, the rock was well dissolved and making its way through Raymond's tight body. Thomas watched as Raymond moaned around the ball gag, eyes rolling, every so often, into the back of his head, but brought back to reality by the pain in his wrists and arms. Thomas looked down at his cock and it was as hard as he had ever remembered. One of those boners that ached and glistened. Beads of sweat pooled in the crevices of the kid's tanned, Spanish abs. With is three fingers still lodged in Raymond, Thomas stood, and began to lick each of Raymond's pert nipples. Raymond moaned into the ball gag, eyes closed. In and out Thomas' fingers went, slowly but firmly. He wanted to go deeper. He worked his mouth over Raymond's left nipple and began to slowly bite it. Not hard, but with enough pressure that Raymond began to focus on what was happening. Thomas saw the wheels turning in the kid's head. He had been purposely unpredictable all night just for moments like these. Raymond was sure pain would soon be coming around the corner as the biting pressure ever so slightly increased. It looked like Raymond was preparing to grit his teeth for the impending hurt. Thomas lifted his mouth off the nipple and licked the sweat off of Raymond's chest, peck and neck. The began to suck on Raymond's neck, fingers still rhythmically going in and out, twisting and thrusting. The boy was in heaven. Thomas wanted to go deeper. He stood, put his free hand on Raymond's should and began to pull him down, deeper onto his fingers. Raymond's arms were stretched. Zero leverage for him to grab the chains. All he could do was watch, and feel, his body being pulled down. His arms muscles trying to flex in search for any relief available all while Thomas' fingers somehow went deeper into Raymond's tight cunt. The discomfort was turning into pain. Raymond threw his head back. this time tensing his entire body in an effort to get any kind of relief. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," Thomas said, pulling Raymond deeper onto his digits. "You really don't learn do you?" Raymond tried pleading, saying that he was sorry and that he would do anything. But all that came out was a mess of garbled words. Thomas released Raymond's shoulder and a bit of relief was met, but not for long. Thomas stood and walked over and grabbed an intimidating looking dildo off the shelf. Raymond's eyes widened. "I call this one Sarge," Thomas said while delicately adding four drops of lube to the 11 inch dildo that was as wide as a can of Red Bull. He placed it on Raymond's abs so he could have a good look at it while he slowly stroked up and down. "You need to be taught a lesson on how to give in and Sarge is just the tool for the job." Thomas reached over and cleaned his hand with a wipe as the dildo plopped forward onto Raymond's chest, the boy's eyes still wide. He went back to his back and pulled out a small canister and gave it a shake. Raymond heard...sand? Thomas saw Raymond trying to figure it out what it was. With the dildo still on Raymond's chest, Thomas opened the canister and then said to Raymond, "If you make me waste any of this, you'll be sorry. Best to be still and hold your breath." Raymond didn't need to be told twice. Thomas gently tipped the can until a fine coating of white dust coated the exposed top surface of the dildo. "Tina dust," he said as he winked at Raymond. Raymond registered that more meth was going to be going up his ass just as he was beginning to feel the effects of the shard Thomas had just given him. Thomas carefully lifted the dildo, as he did that Raymond shook his head no. Side to side, eyes pleading. Thomas nodded his head yes, eyes telling the boy that the decision was already made. Raymond frantically looked around, being careful to not disrupt what Thomas was doing. But as he was looking around his eyes fell on the forgotten syringes from earlier and became still. Thomas followed Raymond's eyes and a huge smile came across his face. "Looks like you need to focus," and he gently placed the dildo back onto Raymond's chest and gave him the same warning as before. He then stood, walked to the shelf and retrieved, what looked like to Raymond, a mess of leather. Thomas then walked to Raymond's head and secured a blindfold over Raymond's eyes. "This is just the beginning, baby boy," Thomas whispered to him. All went dark for Raymond. He could hear the music, it was still the dark techno coming from the living room. He knew Thomas was walking around to his left because he felt a finger tracing along his body, but he dared not move and disturb the Tina-coated dildo. He then sense Thomas back between his legs and he felt the dildo being lifted off his chest. He heaved a few deep breaths. The shard was doing its job. Raymond's ass was once again on fire and the blindfold seem to enhance his feelings of horniness and wanting like never before. Thomas smiled wickedly down at the boy before yelling, "Nelson, you should come in here for this. Bring your phone." Raymond heard Thomas call for Nelson and was saddened that he wouldn't get to see the stud in all his naked muscled glory. That sadness gave way to pleasure as he felt three fingers enter his tight, hot hold. With his free hand, Thomas kept the boy primed by slowing working his fingers into the boy while he waited for Nelson. "Is he fucked up?" "Not nearly enough. Take a look." Nelson entered the room. Gone was the jock strap, instead he was dressed similar to Thomas: a thick steel cock ring around his rigid dick, a black leather bulldog harness and a black baseball hat. "What the fuck have you been doing?" Thomas asked. "Smoking. Calming down. This fucker," he said spitting onto Raymond, "really pissed me the fuck off. Faggot can't listen." He said as he spit again. There was anger in his eyes. "I had to get the fuck out or else I might have really hit him good." "Hates him," Thomas thought. Raymond's ass was on fire but he registered what Nelson said. Through the gag, Raymond mumbled, "I'll be better!" but it was incoherent. Nelson and Thomas both turned to Raymond, "What was that, faggot?" Nelson asked. Raymond slowed down and tried to enunciate. "I'll be better!" "One more time, slut." Thomas this time. "I'LL.....BE.....BET..TER!" Thomas looked at Nelson, tilted his head as if to say, "Maybe let him try?" Nelson took a deep breath, and visibly relaxed and walked over to Raymond's head. "You'll be better, is that what you said?" Raymond vigorously shook his head. Nelson wrapped both his large hands around Raymond's neck and lifted him about a foot. The relief in his arms felt great but he was scared out of his mind. He couldn't breathe. Nelson's grip was tight. This felt different. "One more chance, fucker." And he let go of Raymond and saw the boy's body shudder in pain as his stretched arms took the brunt of catching his falling body. He then turned back to Thomas and smiled, "He might need some G."

Thomas winced. He always knew it was risky shoving a boy down on his cock considering how thick he was. Raymond's back teeth scraped against the thickest part of his cock, but the pain was just a 2/10. But watching the boy's eyes bulge seeing the surprise register was worth it. Raymond quickly tried to accommodate the invading cock the only way he knew how. Involuntarily he began swallowing, keeping his eyes on Thomas. After a few moments Thomas momentarily let up and Raymond was able to bob up and down, using the opportunity to get some of his breath back. Up and down he went. He found a good pace and every other movement or so he would take Thomas all the way down to the root. Thomas was more than appreciative. He sat back in the chair, arms behind his head and let the boy get to work. "Work that dick, faggot," he said and gently slapped Raymond on each cheek. That gave Raymond an idea. With the drugs slightly wearing off he was able to think just a bit more clear. He went down all the way and locked eyes with Thomas as he very slowly began to rise off the rigid cock, using his tongue to work the shaft. Thomas kept his eyes locked on Raymond, sure that he would blink first. As Raymond's mouth finally made its way off his meaty prize, he cleared his throat and hocked a large wad of spit all over Thomas' cock. He then stood and straddled the stud, and used Thomas' leather harness to steady himself as he lined up his hole over the spit covered cock. Thomas watched in anticipation as Raymond began to lower himself, eyes still locked with Thomas. Just as Raymond was about to impale himself, Thomas reached forward and grabbed Raymond's jockstrap covered cock and balls and squeezed and twisted. With nowhere to go, Raymond let out an audible scream as Thomas pulled the boy toward him, Raymond's face contorted in pain. Thomas continued to pull until Raymond's head was on his shoulder, his body shaking and sweating. Raymond had learned enough up to this point not to resist or flail or make sudden movements. With his free hand, Thomas began stroking the back of Raymond's head, increasing the pressure on the boy'c cock and balls just slightly, sounds of true and real pain just barely escaping the corner's of Raymond's mouth. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are," Thomas gently whispered into Raymond's left ear, still stroking the back of his head as if trying to sooth him, "but I decide who I stick my fuck stick into." Without a prompt, Raymond replied, "Yes, sir." "What did you think was going to happen? You were going to go for a ride and hope I'd forget what your boy in there said?" "No, I just...," Raymond quivered as the pressure increased. "Shhh, baby boy. I don't actually care what you thought. But I do want you to answer this question," Thomas could feel, what could only be tears, running down his shoulder. "What was the last thing Nelson said?" Raymond knew and realized whatever came next was going to be rough. "Make it hurt," Raymond whispered through gritted teeth, more of a realization than an actual answer to the question asked. Thomas squeezed a bit more and began to rise. With Raymond on his feet, Thomas lifted his arm a bit more until Raymond was on the tips of his toes and began to walk boy to his right and then backwards. Raymond focused everything he had on staying upright despite the bursts of bright pain appearing when he closed his eyes. Slowly he shuffled back as Thomas guided him by his vice-encased dick. Then suddenly Thomas released his grip. Raymond hunched over, the pain intense but happy to be free. "Stand up," Thomas said. Raymond obliged and as his mind cleared Thomas shoved the boy backwards. Raymond panicked, arms flailed out to his sides trying to catch himself. He heard the clanking of chains and felt his fall stopped by something cold and slightly rigid. He gasped and after a moment or two of getting his bearings he realized he had been pushed backwards into the forgotten sling. He looked up and Thomas was smiling at him. Raymond couldn't help but lick his lips. Though very different looking than Nelson, Thomas was one hot fucker, especially in his leather harness. Raymond had never been in a sling before. He swaying and swinging was momentarily soothing. He reached up and grabbed the chains and began to scoot himself up until he was laying comfortably. Thomas began stoking his cock as he watched the boy's biceps flex as he pulled himself up. The boy only slightly struggled to get comfortable but as he did his various muscles seemed all that much more inviting. He wanted to run his mouth and tongue all over Raymond. But there would be time for that later. Raymond sat and watched Thomas watch him and decided it was best to lower his gaze and wait for instructions. Just as he looked down he saw Thomas move to his right toward the shelf, but he decided to remain still. During all his time have sex, he had never met any two as volatile as Nelson and Thomas. This was a whole new ball game. Suddenly two objects landed on Raymond's torso. "Put those on." Raymond reached down and saw that the objects were two thick leather restraints. Assuming they were for his wrists, Raymond got to work. He struggled a bit to get the restraint on his left wrist, but after a few moments it was secure. It felt substantial. He went to put on the other but fumbled it and it landed on the ground below the sling. His eyes quickly shot to Thomas. Thomas didn't say a word. Instead he walked over to Raymond and began to lightly trace a finger on the boy's body as he made his way around until he reached the restraint. He picked it up and placed it on Raymond's chest. Instinctively, Raymond reached to put it on but Thomas gently patted Raymond's chest and simply said, "No," before making his way behind Raymond. Raymond looked up at Thomas whose face was hard to read, much more than before. Thomas reached down and gingerly picked up the restraint and then Raymond's right arm and expertly secured it. He then lifted and extended Raymond's right arm until it was well above his head. But Thomas continued lifting and stretching until he secured the restraint to a link up high. He smiled down at Raymond, "Gimme," was all he said and Raymond obediently responded by giving Thomas his other wrist. Thomas was not so gentle this time. He yanked the arm up high and fast and quickly secured it. Raymond was immediately uncomfortable as he was basically hanging. Thomas made his way back to Raymond's legs and placed them in their respective stirrups, grabbed Raymond by the cock and balls and began to push the sling back and forth, watching his handiwork. Raymond winced, more at his still sensitive cock and balls being grabbed, but also at the uncomfortable position his arms were now. "Make it hurt," kept running through his head. All this happened in relative silence until the apartment was suddenly filled with the sound of dark dance music. Raymond turned his head and remembered Nelson was still out there doing god know's what. Thomas moved the office chair in front of Raymond's legs and grabbed his backpack what was sitting next to the desk. Though he could not get a very good view, Raymond saw Thomas give his still rigid cock a few strokes before rummaging through the back. Thomas pulled out a small toiletry bag and shoved his back pack to the side. Wanting Raymond to see the contents he stood, placed the bag on the boy's tight stomach and unzipped. Knowing Raymond would be very curious, he was slow and deliberate removing the contents. He poked around in the bag and removed bag white rocks and shook it enticingly in front of Raymond. "You know what this is." "Yes, sir." Thomas placed the bag on the desk. He then poked around in the bag a bit more and pulled out an elastic tourniquet, though Raymond looked a bit puzzled as to what it was exactly. This made Thomas smile. He loved slamming newbies. Thomas did not bother explaining what it was. Thomas removed the next few objects and saw Raymond's eyes widen and fill with a different panic. "I don't think that is something I need to be doing." Thomas had pulled 4 orange-tipped syringes from the bag. All were empty, but Raymond began to realize what was going to happen. He struggled a bit at the restraints, realizing the drugs in his system weren't as noticeable anymore. "Let me down," Raymond demanded, still pulling at the chains and restraints. Not a word from Thomas as he moved the toiletry bag off of Nelson and began to walk toward the shelf. "Please!" Raymond croaked. Thomas was walking back and made his way to Raymond's head. He ran his fingers up and down the boy's arms and then stopped at the restraint. Raymond gave a sigh and looked up and saw Thomas smirking down at him. "Depending on how you see it, today is your luckiest or unluckiest day so far." Raymond began to struggle more and just as he opened his mouth to say something, Thomas placed a ball gag into Raymond's mouth and quickly secured the leather straps behind the boy's head. "Just go with the flow." This was much more than Raymond could have imagined just a few hours ago. "This will help," Thomas said. Once again he shook the bag in front of Raymond, opened it and pulled out a large shard. Thomas licked his finger and slowly inserted it into Raymond's hole. "Fuck boy, that hole is not only fire hot, but its tight as hell." Raymond couldn't help but moan. Thomas worked his single digit in and out as deep as he could. Raymond forgot about the syringes and tourniquet and let Thomas work his hole. A second finger was inserted. Raymond forgot about his arms being strained as they were still uncomfortably secured high above his head. In and out Thomas worked his two digits. He removed them for a moment, placed the large shard at the entrance of Raymond's tight hole and gently pushed, this time with three fingers. Raymond winced at the pain but moaned at the pleasure. The rock stung his insides, but Thomas' fingers felt like heaven. "That's it baby boy, just let it happen."

Been awhile since I posted on here, but my best time since I did was definitely a bookstore encounter in February. The video room was almost empty, so I was just hanging out in the back, cock out of my jeans, waiting to see who might show up. Fortunately I didn't have to wait too long. A young 20 something guy comes in, maybe 5-6", thick dark red beard about to his chest, and chubby with a sexy AF belly. I'm pretty sure he'd been drinking beforehand, as he was really forward once we started chatting. My erection helped break the ice as well. Lol He is calling me daddy, and I jump right into my dad mode. Before long he's sucking my cock like a good son. I pulled him off after about 10 minutes, and start kissing him and unzip his pants, freeing his quite thick 6" cock. It's dripping precum and I'm rubbing it hard, asking if he's going to let dad fuck him. He sorta moans so I start rubbing his hairy ass and hole. He's loving my attention, so I spit in my fingers and really massage them into his hole. I turned him so he was leaning forward on a partition wall, and began rubbing my dripping cock in his hairy crack. After about 5 minutes it's good and slick, so I push into his hole about 2". He gasped a bit, bent over further, and I slid my entire raw cock in him balls deep. Slow strokes at first, just getting him used to me, and then more forceful. I tell him what a good whore he's being for dad, and that I got a big load for him. Now about then, I noticed we had some company- a guy around 60, fat, gray moustache, flannel shirt and trucker hat. He jerking off slowly as he's watching. I motion to him to come closer, and he does. I tell him he's welcome to fuck the hole next. He smiles at me, and I'm so excited thinking about the little whore I'm fuckin taking 2 loads, that I began thrusting faster and nutted deep in his ass. As my orgasm slows and stops, I tell the pig to stay put as I'm sliding out. I step to the side and the other fella lines his cock up (fucker had a fatter cock than me, and longer too) and slides it all the way in at once. The pig is trying to adjust to taking the bigger cock, and the guy keeps on fuckin him nonstop. I reach under and grab his cock, which is rock hard, and start to jerk him off, telling him what a great fucking pig he's being by taking 2 strange dads loads in his ass raw. Well, he must have liked hear that as he immediately began cumming all over my hand and the floor in front of him. This caused the guy fucking him to also begin nutting, and he buried deep for the whole thing. Once he plopped out, he zipped up and left without saying anything, but I straightened the pig up and gave him some kisses, and rubbed that cum filled hole a bit. He said he'd never had 2 dicks in a row like that, and I could tell he seemed embarrassed. I let him know it was fine. Kept telling him how sexy he was, and that I'd remember this experience for a long time. He seened to enjoy me holding him, and fingering his sloppy hole. I began jerking him off again and dirty talking to him about the two loads in his ass. He shot another load in no time. And I did give him my number. Lol

I spent the summer walking on eggshells around the apartment complex. Trying to avoid my neighbor. Occasionally I would see him but I would put more of an effort to walk on by. I kept thinking about how I was lured into fixing a sink but ended up fucked. I deliberately tried to keep as much distance as possible for the past couple months. Since Mr. Lewis was poz I had gotten tested recently and to my relief My results today say I was still negative. Despite his deposit, I manage to avoid catching what he had. So now I’ve been feeling less on edge. When I walked past his door this time I felt lighter so I didn’t mind that he stopped me to say hi. “Well hello there Tommy boy. How have things been with you? Haven’t seen much of you.” He was in his tank top and sweats as usual, notably no underwear since his bulge was poking through. Although since seeing it last time, it could just be big enough to make a prominent tent even with underwear. I still remember the pain it caused on its ‘accidental’ plunge in me. I tried not to stare. “I’ve been okay Sir. Just busy with studies and work. You know how it is.” Even if I wasn’t trying to avoid him, I have been rather preoccupied with school and work. So it wasn’t much of a fib. “Oh I’m sure you’ve been working hard. I’ve missed you.” He then pulled his cock out of his pants and twirled it in font of me. “I know this has missed you as well.“ I didn’t know how to respond to that. I blushed and was struggling for words. “Oh I’m just kidding. How is your ass? I’m sure it has recovered since the last time I fucked you dirty.“ And he said that with a normal speaking voice regardless of who may or may not have heard it. We were alone in the hallway but still. “It’s-It’s fine!” I nervously looked back and forth to make sure no one was around to hear that. At the end of the hall I saw a brief glimpse of the landlord exiting towards the staircase. I wasn’t sure if heard that or not. My embarrassment shot up. “Why don’t you come in? You can keep me company, and we can get comfortable.” He motioned to inside his place. The place where I was violated so easily. “No thanks. I’m going to head home and take care of some chores. Cleaning, laundry, that sort of stuff. It was nice seeing you.” I politely fibbed. I admit there was a small part of me that was curious to see what he had in store but that part of me was incredibly small and the vast majority of my rational brain was directing me to get out of there. I didn’t give him time to interject and made my way home. I took a moment to calm down from the encounter then pulled myself together and went about my day. I got to work on things that I have been neglecting, like cleaning and a few homework assignments that were past due but I could turn them in for at least partial credit. I started gathering up a few things to do laundry when I heard a knock on my door. It was Mr. Lewis, with a small bag of laundry. “Howdy there sunny boy. You mentioned you were doing laundry? Well I figured I’d come by and borrow your washer. Mine’s on the fritz again. I’ll probably have you come by and take a look eventually. You don’t mind.” He was cheerful and aloof, but said that as more of a statement then a question. As if we were already close friends. But like before I didn’t want to be rude so I let him in. “Uh, sure I was just about to put a load in.” I grabbed my pile and walked to the washer. Mr. Lewis fallowed with his and we started sorting. He was behind me with his bag while I was putting things in the machine. “I don’t have much, I can shove my load in with yours.” His hips pressed up against me as he was throwing some things in. I felt his hard on rubbing my butt. I started getting visions of the kitchen sink incident and the straddling he gave me. I moved aside, away from his boner and threw more clothes in. Mr. Lewis had some sweats, tanks, socks and underwear. His usual casual wear. When the last of our clothes went in, Mr. Lewis grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. “Woah! What are you doing?” “Might as well wash everything while you’re at it right?“ Mr. Lewis said while taking his tank top off. “Go on then, we’re both guys here, no need to be shy.“ I wasn’t very comfortable with the situation but it was laundry day and Mr. Lewis already was taking off his clothes, so I finished taking my pants all the way off and pulled my shirt off and added them to the washer. Mr. Lewis pulled down his underwear and his stiff cock sprang up, the forskin pealing back on its own as the head swelled up. It was an impressive piece of meat, and on any other circumstances I’d love to play with it. “There we go that’s better isn’t it?“ He tossed his clothes in the washer while getting behind me and pressing his hips up against me again. I felt his hard cock pressed between my cheeks. The tip of his cock was wet, it felt like he was dripping pre-cum already. “Ah! Sir careful! Thats very close.” I tried moving my ass away from his cock but he grabbed my hips and held me in place, then added some pressure against my hole. His pre leaking out and getting me slick down there as it pressed. It was trying to dig inside me again. “Mr. Lewis please you can’t.” Then all of a sudden Mr. Lewis held a dirty cloth in front of my nose and mouth, it stank a lot. “Now now boy. Just breathe in my old socks. You’ll be fine.“ I held my breath, my body was freezing up and I didn’t know what to do. Mr. Lewis sensing my hesitation and started getting impatient. “I said breathe!“ On that he emphasized by thrusting his hips forward, his fat cock tip plunging inside me. I jolted. His thick clock caused pain going in, and out of reflex I did as instructed. I gave the socks a big inhale. They smelled like dirty feet, like he wore them for a week. There was also another smell in there, a chemical smell. My head went dizzy and I got such a rush. I started feeling really good. The pain from his cock head in me went away and I relaxed my ass. His cock actually started feeling good and so did the rest of my body. For a moment I forgot about the danger and started wiggling my hips down onto Mr. Lewis’s cock. The sock over my face seemed to be making me sensitive, I could feel his cock inside me in better detail. The shape of the head, the foreskin sliding in my ring, his twitching shaft pulsing it’s way up in me. As my ass started swallowing it up more there was a sudden jerk. Mr. Lewis had yanked his cock away from me. “Good, now that we have the load packed in how about we sit down and relax. I could use a drink, how about you?” I felt a slime trailing from my ass down my leg. Mr. Lewis’s massive cock had a bead trailing down it’s tip. This man produces a lot of pre-cum. As he walked towards the kitchen I reached behind me and felt my ass. The tip of my finger got coated in his pre. I brought the finger up to my mouth and tasted it. It was salty and bitter. A much stronger flavor than mine, almost overwhelming. As the fuzziness in my head started to wear off I yanked my finger away and acted like nothing happened right before he was able to see what I was doing. What was I thinking? How could I have enjoyed what he did? I got to keep it together. This man has a sinister motive and he nearly accomplished it again just now. What the hell was coated in that sock? I need to be on my toes. “Where do you keep your glasses?” He was rumedging through my kitchen, practically making himself at home. I walked next to him and squatted down to the lower cabinet grabbing two glasses out. “Oh there they were.” He turned his body in my direction while I was still squatted down closing the cabinet door and his cock slapped me across the face, leaving some pre smeared on my cheek. Mr. Lewis only filled his up with tap water and carried both glasses over to the living room table. “Come sit, we have plenty of time while the clothes wash.” “L-let me just go get dressed.” “Come now, I’m sitting here naked. I don’t want to be the only one. Come sit.” He patted the spot on the couch next to him. I reluctantly obliged and sat down. His dick was down to a semi now, he was casually playing with his balls while he continued conversation. “You did a fine job on my sink Tommy. Thank you for the help.” “Yeah sure. It was my pleasure.“ “I’m sure it was. Especially for me screwing your hot tight ass. Thank you for that by the way it’s been a while since I was able to breed a young man such as you.“ He smiled as if he was recounting the time that he won a game or caught a large fish and felt proud of himself. “Yeah about that, I don’t think I can really do stuff like that.“ I tried to come off as gently as possible. “You know, the risks and all.“ “I already shot a massive load of poz cum in your ass last time. I don’t think you need to worry about risk anymore, he he.” “Well I got lucky and I’m still negative. I was tested recently. So I really shouldn’t be playing around like that.“ Mr. Lewis‘s face lit up. His cock sprang back up to full mast. As if he was happy to hear that news. “Oh really? Well then I guess you’re a lucky son of a gun! But I guess I did give you a pretty strong irrigation after words. Would have been unfortunate for you to catch the bug on the first date, ha ha ha.“ “Do you normally play like that? Without condoms?“ “Never used them in my life. I always fuck raw. Probably why I am positive to begin with. But I never minded that. It’s better to feel skin on skin, the feel of a cock pulsing as it floods your guts with sperm. Don’t you think?“ “Yeah that sounds hot in theory. But I don’t know, maybe with someone I trusted.“ “And you don’t trust me? Your good old granddaddy across the hall? he he.” Mr. Lewis patted my thigh as he chuckled. His fingers grazing my shaft as he rubbed my leg. “I’m just kidding, I know I am an old kinky [banned word]. Which is why I couldn’t help but piss inside of you last time. But how can you blame me? Not every day that I have access to such a handsome young man like you. I had to try as many kinks as I could.” That made me blush. No one‘s ever talked to me that way before. He was so experienced and unfiltered, that I just couldn’t keep up with his wildness. “I don’t really do kink. I never really gave it much thought. You were the first one to ever do something like that.“ “Do you mean I took your piss virginity? Oh lucky me! Glad I was able to soil your insides first. The thought of it is making me leak.“ I looked over to his cock and it was leaking. A drip of clear pre going down his shaft. “Say, do you know how to give a good foot massage? Why don’t you try with these.“ Mr. Lewis popped his feet in my lap as he asked that. Not giving me much time to answer. “I don’t really know how.“ I stared at his feet in my lap, my mouth agape at his request. They were meaty and thick, with a little bit of dirt on the bottom of them. They were a little big for such a short man, probably size 10 or 11. I have never given anyone a massage before, and this felt strangely intimate so I wasn’t sure what to do. I wanted to turn him down. “Oh it’s not that hard, they ain’t going to bite you. If anything you might bite them.“ Mr. Lewis raised a foot up to my face and shoved his toes in my mouth. It tasted strong, salty, and musky, almost like an exotic cheese. It was like when he shoved his dirty sock in my mouth but this taste was more intense. His toes were locating my tongue. I pushed his legs away and coughed a bit, trying to process what just happened this time. “There you’ve had a taste. Probably a lot better than my old sock right?“ “Right.“ damn, not what I meant to say. I just thought up of any answer automatically as I was getting over the shock of having this older man’s dirty toes in my mouth. “Figured you’d like that. You seem like you’d be a natural shrimper.” I wasn’t sure what that meant, I just nodded in agreement. Mr. Lewis sat upright and grabbed my arm and started pulling me off the couch. “Move over here in front of me. I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want you to rub on them. Just sit on the floor there in front of me. Will be easier that way.“ He positioned me so I was sitting on my knees on the floor while he sat on the couch. He lifted his foot and put it in my lap motioning me to start rubbing them. Out of fear of having him forcing me to suck on them again I started massaging it. Not really sure what to do, just pressing my thumbs into his soul and rubbing them in small circles. Mr. Lewis tilted his head back and sighed, seemingly enjoying himself. As I was rubbing one foot he raised his other and let it sit on my shoulder periodically caressing my cheek with his toes. The more I massaged his foot the more he was rubbing my face with his other, getting dangerously close to my mouth with his big toe. As I felt his toe reaching over and pressing against my lips, I finished up massaging the foot in hand and swapped it out for the one on my shoulder taking it away from my face. I rubbed this one in the same way for a moment. Mr. Lewis then took his foot I had finished massaging and was rubbing my thigh with it. His toes swirling in little circles, inching further up. I tried concentrating on the task at hand and ignoring it, but then he moved his foot over to my cock and started rubbing my shaft with his toes. “Mr. Lewis I-“ “Relax I’m just giving you a massage as well.“ He started rubbing his foot up and down my cock, and since it was receiving physical stimulation it was naturally getting hard. Mr. Lewis was very skilled with his foot work and it didn’t take long for me to get a full hard on. I wasn’t as big as him. I was only six and a half inches. It was getting difficult for me to concentrate on massaging his foot while the other was rubbing me down there. Mr. Lewis must have noticed this so he pushed his foot toward my face. “Lick the sole.” His foot had a strong smell but I was starting to get used to it. The rubbing on my cock was getting me horny so I wasn’t minding his foot in my face for some reason. I stuck out my tongue and started licking. Mr. Lewis started rubbing his foot in accordance with how I was licking him. “That’s a good boy, savor the taste. You’re gonna get addicted to the taste of my feet before long.” After licking at his foot for a while he took his foot out from my face and brought it down to my cock, he was now jacking my cock with both his feet. “There now, let granddaddy take care of you.“ He raised his other foot up to my face, “lick this one too, get it nice and sloppy, put some lube on it.“ I did as instructed and sucked on his other foot. It had the taste of my cock mixed in with the taste of his feet. It was more pleasant. Wait, it can’t be pleasant, what was I thinking? But I was getting more used to it, maybe too used to it. His feet were way more soft then I had imagined. Soft and plump and big. Once it was licked and slobbered on he brought it back down to my cock and started rubbing it again with both feet. It was an insane feeling. His juicy slick pads sliding up and down my shaft. I was surprisingly feeling like I was actually getting close. I couldn’t help but moan and stare at his work. His soles rubbing on my cock, his toes curling over the head. I would normally never be into this sort of thing, but I was being masturbated by the feet of a seasoned pro. “Mr. Lewis, you should stop. If you keep that up I’m gonna…“ I couldn’t say it, I couldn’t admit that this older man’s feet were going to make me cum. My hips started thrusting along with his feet pumping me. “Oh? Are you gonna cum on my feet? Look at you, you’re even fucking them like a horny foot slut. You dirty boy. You wouldn’t dare ejaculate from this? This is just a simple massage why do you have to make it perverted all of a sudden? He he.” He was loving this, he was loving torturing me like this. He wanted to see me subjugated like this, like a plaything beneath his feet, regardless of the pun. He started jacking me faster. I grabbed his feet and squeezed them tighter to my cock. This was so embarrassing but I really wanted to blow my load. I didn’t care if i was using a pair of dirty old troll feet as a flesh light. Well I guess they are not dirty anymore. Holy fuck I actually washed his feet with my mouth! I could still taste it. “Oh God, I think I’m gonna-“ Mr. Lewis stopped the foot job and stood up, he walked over to the table to grab a drink of water. I was left blue balled, desperately wanting his feet back. Shit really? His feet? No, that was dirty. This horniness is really screwing with my brain. “Wow you did a lovely job rubbing my feet boy. They were hurting today so I really needed that.” On one hand I should be relieved that he stopped stimulating me with his feet, on the other hand I was getting close and part of me really wanted to finish. I just continued sitting there on the floor with a throbbing hard on. Mr. Lewis walked over to me. “So do you think the laundry is done? I know it hasn’t been long but do you think we should check on it?“ I looked over to him and his hard on was staring me right in the face. Only an inch away from my nose. I looked up at him and he was looking down on me. “I don’t know…I didn’t hear it beep.“ I said, sexually frustrated yet trying to keep my composure. Mr. Lewis moved closer, the tip of his cock was now lightly touching the little divot under my nose. It had a strong scent to it. It was almost making me dizzy, I couldn’t help but breath in the smell of his dick. “Well we can go over there and check.” He suggested. As he looked towards the washing machine his cock slid across my upper lip. “Or we can go see if we missed any clothes in your bedroom.“ He looked over to my bedroom and his cock swung the other way slapping me across the cheek. A line of pre painting my face. “What do you think we should do?“ He was now slowly wiggling his hips back-and-forth. The tip of his cock sliding across my lips. I was keeping them closed but they were being coated in pre, like a thick layer of lip gloss. “Well do you think we should go check on the clothes?“ He was now holding still, his cock pressed firmly against my lips. I tried to nod my head in response. “Is that a yes?“ “Yes.“ As I open my mouth to respond Mr. Lewis slid the head of his cock in past my lips. He put his hands on my head, it’s taste was salty and I could feel his juice seeping down onto my tongue. “But first sunny boy, I need to take a piss. And you must be thirsty right?“ I was still as stone. I wasn’t sucking him, I was just holding it in there frozen in fear. Did he actually plan on pissing in my mouth? “How about this? Hold perfectly still and say nothing and I will let my lemonade flow into you, and you drink it up. Or if you don’t want to become my urinal today, start bobbing your head back-and-forth and suck me a little. The choice is yours.“ Were those really my options? Drink his piss or suck his cock? Couldn’t I just get out of the situation at all? I’ve never done anything like that. I don’t want to drink piss. Wouldn’t it taste really bad? How did I even let it get this far as to have him stick it in my mouth? I can’t believe it but I really wish we would have continued with the foot job. Sure it was humiliating but at least I didn’t have to drink, wait how long was I sitting there frozen? “Oh you nasty little boy. I guess that settles it. Hope you can take it. I piss a lot.” Mr. Lewis held onto his dick at the base with the tip in my mouth. A fist resting on his hip. Spread his legs, squatting a little. Getting into a comfortable position, arching his back slightly. “Give it a sec.” While the tip was twitching in my mouth I thought ‘Is he really going to piss in my mouth? Here in my living room?’ I was too sacred to move. I stared up at him almost mesmerized by how much this man looked like he was standing in a bathroom like this was a normal thing. He made a couple of deep breaths. Making mini flexes under his belly to squeeze his bladder, priming it for release. My lips closed themselves tight around his head so there would be no spillage. I was automatically trying to figure out the best way to accommodate the impending flow. “Ooof, here it comes……” He inhaled and held it for a second... losed his eyes and leaned his head back… Then his body relaxed as he let out a satisfying sigh… “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” The deer in the headlights mode wore off as I realized what the fuck was about to be shooting down his piss slit. I quickly started sucking on his cock head. Going back-and-forth and tilting my head a little. “Oh changed your mind have you? Oops, let’s see if It ain’t too late to change lanes.” Mr. Lewis started rocking his hips into my mouth, attempting to halt his flow. His cock tasted strong, as strong as his feet, but with a distinctive dick taste to it. I can pick up a little hint of my ass on it but the flavor here is all Mr. Lewis. After a quick second there was a sharp tart taste entering my mouth. His cock spilled a squirt of piss. I guess he couldn’t stop the small bit that was already on its way. I tried not to react to it and swallowed it as I kept sucking. Thankfully it was a small amount. Hopefully he didn’t notice. He had his hands on his hips as he looked down on me. He looked at me as if he was proud of me. Even though that this was my creepy neighbor from down the hall, a part of me was kind of enjoying sucking on such an impressively large cock. I tried to mentally block out who it was I was sucking, and tried to enjoy it. I reached up and started rubbing Mr. Lewis‘s ass. It was round, not flabby, but it was definitely the ass of an older man. He grabbed my hands and stuck them between his ass cheeks. I felt his hole, it was round and soft. He push two of my fingers up inside of him. It was wet and warm. His ass was clenching on my fingers. It gave a strange sucking sensation like his ass was pulling me in. I pulled away and I rest my hands on his feet, playing with them while I sucked. I tried going deeper on his cock but he held my head and only let me suck on the tip. Almost made me a little embarrassed, me trying to take more in the situation and him holding me back. Perhaps he just really wanted to control what we were doing. I probably sucked on his cock head for about 15 or 20 minutes when the washing machine beeped indicating it was done with it’s cycle. Mr. Lewis pulled me off his cock. “Looks like the laundry needs to be changed to the dryer.“ He noted. I used that moment to get up and walk over to the washing machine. “Yes we should get these clothes changed and dried.“ I was still incredibly horny but I was trying to regain my sanity and focus on the laundry in hopes that nothing more will happen of this. When I finished loading the dryer mr. Lewis approached behind me and grabbed my ass, rubbing my cheeks with one hand. “So not long now, do you know what we should do while we wait for the clothes to dry?“ Mr. Lewis reached over and put a glass in front of me on top of the dryer. It was filled to the brim with yellow liquid. His cock poking my ass again. “I think you need to drink this.” “What is that?“ Soon as I asked that Mr. Lewis placed his old sock over my face again. Immediately my head went buzzing and my senses overwhelmed with his foot sent. “That’s it. Breathe my popper soaked sock. I know you love it.” He pressed against me and his cock started parting my hole. Slowly it worked it’s way up in me. “Oooh fuck! Mr. Lewis, you can’t!“ Mr. Lewis slid his cock in and out, and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips beginning to move with enthusiasm. It didn’t hurt this time. The sock was working it’s magic. “You asked what was in the glass, I filled it with my piss. You see, this is what’s going to happen. I am going to furiously fuck you now and while I fuck you, you are going to drink down that entire glass. If you finish the entire glass before I cum, I will pull out. If not then I will shoot my poz load deep inside of you.” His hips were thrusting fast now. “Do you really think you can get lucky a second time? These balls of mine are potent.” “Please, you can’t do this, I was sucking you off for so long.“ Mr. Lewis was drilling into me hard, his cock pulverizing my insides. It felt amazing but I was trying not to show it. I couldn’t deny his skills at drilling ass. “Then I suggest you start drinking, because at this rate I’m really not going to last.“ I grabbed the glass and I immediately started to drink. The taste wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be but I definitely didn’t like it. I was trying to swallow it as fast as I could but I had to stop and take breaths. Mr. Lewis was going to town and I was going crazy with how good it was. “Mmm! Fuck! Sir, please!” I wasn’t sure if that was a moan begging for him to stop or fuck harder. It was hard to see the line at this point. He kept slamming into me. His cock like a battering ram. In and out, slicking up my hungry hole. “Still half a glass left. Yeah im close!” He was starting to reach his finish line, his cock hard as rock. Balls slapping me. I brought the glass to my mouth and started chugging again. The humiliation of drinking this old guys piss up front, with the ecstasy of cock heaven unleashed in the back. It must have been quite the shocking sight. I had to stop again cause the villainous cock up in me was thrusting too much for me to concentrate on drinking. I set the glass down on the dryer attempting to regain composure, but the shaking from the dryer and Mr. Lewis’s fucking ended up knocking it over. Spilling the last mouthful. “Oh what are ya gunna do now Tommy boy? Here it comes! Looks like your stuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” “Oh please, I’ll don’t anything you want, I swear! Just please shoot outside!” “FUCK! DEAL!” Mr. Lewis pulled out his cock and simultaneously as his massive head exited with a moist pop, it’s first ribbon super soaked my hole and the other ribbons shot with impressive pressure all over my back. He shouted as he sprayed me, some even shot up in my hair. I laid bent over the dryer, my face sitting in Mr. Lewis’s piss from the glass, and his cum running down my face back and ass. It was over finally. I dodged another bullet. “I’m going to hold you too that Tommy boy.” He was out of breath. “Remember you said you’d do anything and I intend to cash that in.” He let his body rest on mine. His now semi hard cock kissing my cum covered hole. Streams of post cum still slowly flowing out of him like lavaI, gushing between the seems of his head and my hole. I had no energy to fight. If he pushed back in, even slightly, my ass would not give resistance. Hell, it felt like my hole might’ve been gaping and actively attempting to suck his monster back in. “First answer me this. Did you play with my sock after you went home with it the first time?” “Yes…” “Good boy, I’m gonna look forward to seeing sort of games we can play together. Grandpa has a lost to teach you.” Those words scared me. I might have had some idea of what he was planning but it couldn’t be worse than getting pozzed. Mr. Lewis clumsily motioned to get up and his cock head popped back in for a split second and as quickly dislodged. I heard the *slurp, pop* as he stepped away. His cock still dripping on the floor. He walked towards the front door. “Well this was fun. But I should leave you to it. I’ll drop by again, well… whenever I feel like it I guess, he he he.” I sorely followed him. “What about your cloths?” “Oh those? Keep ‘em here for me. There’s just a few of them. It’ll be good to have a change of them when I stay over” Mr. Lewis opened the door to leave completely nude. He passed a huge angry bear of a man standing right outside my door. A big 6’4 scruffy man with muscular arms and a beer belly. The landlord! “Oh don’t mind me. Just got my rocks off.” Mr. Lewis said as he walked to his apartment. But not before giving the landlord a playful slap on the ass. I was standing in the doorway nude. I was covered in piss and cum. I was staring at my landlord who looked annoyed. I felt a drop of cum fall from my hair and run down my cheek. “You were being too loud ya know?” He asked while scrutinizing me with his eyes. He wasn’t in a good mood but he never was. I was ashamed, I looked down at his feet, unable to look him in the eye. “I’m sorry. There was a miss understanding and-“ He reach his hand over and wiped the cum drop off my cheek. We both looked at it for a second. Then the landlord licked his finger clean. “Should have known he’d get to you too. We should talk.”

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I’m a horny 22 year old twink who loves cock. Until recently I’ve always played with lads my own age. At first I always played safe with the other twinks but recently I’ve met some regular lads my own age at the club who love raw. I love the feeling of them going in raw, how naughty it feels, how dirty. There is also no better feeling of slipping my raw cock into another twink and making him moan, this is what real men do. Obviously like all lads of my age I watch a lot of porn and the bareback stuff makes me cum the hardest. The videos where a twink, just like me, takes a bear raw and submits to a muscle mans alpha dominance make me super hard. I dream of a real man breeding my twinky smooth body. Every day I pass the gay sauna and have always been curious but I’m a clean lad and I’ve never gone in. Today they had an advert for lads and dads night – and it was tonight. All day at uni I kept getting distracted and at one point it was such a big effort to get my boner back down. I slowed down near the sauna on the way home and suddenly realized I was gonna go in. I could stop myself but I needed fucked so bad. I paid and grabbed some condoms from the desk. In the shower seeing the hairy bears got my so hard. I just couldn’t control myself. Being new to the sauna I was very nervous and after drying started to look around. Because of my nerves I was walking too quickly and turning a corner bumped straight into a hairy muscular bear’s giants pecs. “I’m sorry sir”. He laughed and said “not so sorry you’re taking your nose out of my pecs”. I started to back away but he laughed again, put his arms around me and drew me back in. “Don’t worry, just sniff, breath the musk in”. I did as I was told. He said “wow that cock of urs is rock solid against my stomach”. Again I said “sorry sir”. He told me not to be sorry and opened the bottle of poppers that was hanging from a chain around his neck. I sniffed deeply a few times them managed to wriggle around so my ass was against his raw cock. He rubbed it across my hole a few times and I moaned. The bear grabbed my hand and lead me to a cabin, he was muscled all over, had a hairy chest and treasure trail down to such a thick meaty cock. He was everything I wanted. In the cabin I knelt down and sucked his cock until he said, “stand up boy – tell me what you want”. I replied I wanted him inside me “I’ve got condoms if you want them”. He smiled a cheeky grin and said “is that really what you want – this mighty cock in rubber inside you?”. I looked nervously back and he said “come on have a sniff of daddy’s musk and poppers”. I did so inhaling all the strong scents then said “daddy, I’m just a piece of meat for you to use; I wanna get dumb and feel you raw inside me”. He asked “do you want me to get you pregnant?” …

Paul is a bearded mature top, somewhat hairy and with a noticeable covid-19 belly. He is a natural hunter and can be insatiable when the sexual needs call. No sex in weeks had him feeling very frisky and he decided to hit the sauna. It does not visit it often but when he does, he likes to take his time, arouse by its sleazy atmosphere. He likes to walk around watching other men engaging in public hot action and finds pleasure observing the different chase and flirting dynamics that happen in there. The smells, the dark corners, the glory holes,... It was Thursday evening and it was not busy yet at the sauna. Paul was walking around, exploring before choosing his first prey. On one of this walks through a corridor, he finally saw something that caught his attention. A sexy stud, around 22 years old, coming his way. Muscular smooth body, friendly face, beautiful smile... "Wow! Look at this candy right here" thinks Paul. "He looks like a soldier or a fireman". The young man walked confidently passing by his side without even giving him a look. But that was not a deterrent for Paul's libido, that was already beginning to take control of him. He just came from that direction and knew that the corridor ended in a dark room with a sling in it, The room was empty at the moment though, so he stayed put waiting for him to return through the corridor. But after a couple of minutes waiting, it was clear that this hot fella was confortable waiting alone in the dark room so Paul decided to come in as well. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darker space but he found the young man exactly where he was wishing to find him. Lying on the sling with his legs up. He was delighted observing the view. It was a well rounded ass with some blondish bush of hair around the hole. "Uffff" - "Hi, good evening" said Paul friendly, approaching him slowly while the boy lifted his head to check on his visitor. - "Hey,.. good evening..... all good?" answered back. - "Oh sure, very good right now. I have not seen you here before but you look gorgeous. What's your name?" asked Paul. He was already standing close to his offering ass. - "Well, thank you. I'm Johnny. I' rarely come here, actually." The young man smile but his tone of voice was cold. - "Then I'm lucky that you decided to come today!". Paul then removed his towel letting his cock free. It was not hard yet but even then his size was considerable. He moved closer to him, getting his penis touching his buttchecks. - "Mmmm.... no... sorry" said Johnny rejecting his approach. - "No? why not? You don't want to get fucked?" asked Paul, not stepping back and now actively rubbing his penis around his hole teasing him. - "I don't.... you are not... I look for something else." he struggled to answer. - "Something else.... In what way?" - "Well, I'm sorry but I like younger men..... and I'm not much attracted to beards either to be honest. And certainly not like this, no unsafe sex with a stranger". - "Okay, okay. Clearly not a match. Message received. I won't bother you any longer" said Paul while leaving the room with certain disappointment. He continued with his search and found 2 other men that gave him proper blowjobs. But he did not manage to cum. He wanted a long fuck session that night and a blowjob would just not do it. He was also still thinking of Johnny and his lustful body, so 40 minutes after his first visit, he decided to check the sling room again. Johny was still laying on the sling. A few guys had entered the room in the meantime but already left and none had fucked him yet so he started to feel frustrated. - "How is it going?". It took a moment for Johny to link the voice to his owner. - "Oh... you. hey. Well... It's not my night, it seems. And this place seems less busy than before. But it's okay, I will be leaving soon" - "Yes, it is sort of empty. But it gets quite busy around 00:00 at night, when the bars start closing. And tomorrow is free day for most people, so I'm sure you can get then lots of attention." Answered Paul. He then started approaching him again. He wanted to see that body much closer. - "Oh, did not know that. I start working in a couple of hours, so I can never stay that late." - "I see. Are you sure then that you don't want me to please you with this so you don't leave empty handed" said the bear while grabbing his cock, that was getting thicker by the chat. - "Look. I'm trying to be polite here. Yes, I'll admit you have a nice cock but still I dont think that we play in the same league. I rather go home "empty handed" than having sex with you. Not a chance". His words were harsh but his tone was now complete different. Sarcastic. Playful. Paul noticed a possible opening. - "Well, you are a bit cocky but It's undeniable that you are incredibly atrractive. You play indeed in another league and I'm sure you are very popular among men. I must say though that I have many more years of experience and I have been rejected many times before. What the time has taught me is that it only takes a certain amount of subtances to make horny bottoms like you change their mind." - Subtances? You mean alcohol or weed? I've done stupid things while drunk but I really doubt I would give in even then. I'd let you try it though." said Johnny while laughing loudly. He was much more relaxed with Paul's presence by now. - "Okay! Let me try it then. But I was not thinking of alcohol. It's a horny powder called Tina. I have some in my locker and I could put a bit in your ass, if you like." - "Tina? It does not ring a bell. It's like extasy? I've heard from friends that it can get you quite horny." - "Yes... well.... it's actually different but still quite hot." - "Mmmmmn.... I don't know... I've been always curious to try stuff but not like this... I wouldn't give you sex in exchange." - I offer it to you without any compromise. Try it and if you still don't want me, I'll be the one leaving the place. Deal? Or are you scared of falling for me?" teased Paul sarcastically. - "Im not scared of anything! Just bring the damn thing and let's see. It seems there is not much else to do in this quiet place anyway." - "Great!! Please, lube your ass a bit while I pick it up". He then left the room but came back within a minute, carrying a little plastic bag, filled up with crystal shards. - "Okay. I'll put a bit of it in you. It may sting a bit, alright?" warned Paul. He then licked his finger and shoved it deep in the bag. It came out with crystals attached to it. It was way more quantity than he expected to use but he shove the finger in his lubed hole anyway. "It's a young strong boy, it will be fine". The finger slid in the hole with easiness. He then rubbed it through his inside wall. Then took it out and rubbed it also around the anus. Paul's cock was fully hard by now and sleazy thoughts started to rush in: "You are mine now, boy. This is is gonna be a very horny night" (To be continued)

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I really need to go to a Fornication Party, but since they don't seem to be having them in the western 2/3 of the country it is probably going to have to wait until I move back that direction.

Even funnier buddy! Fuck man I wish you were in the same room so that I could hug you cock to cock!

Yes it's sad. I just loved getting railed but smoking bears in sex clubs....

@Justinrain Thanks for the new chapter - each one gets Tommy in deeper, Grandpa pushing him to be piggier, normalizing the previous encounters. Loving it!

Mr. Lewis may or may not have won just yet. There might still be a window of hope for poor Tommy

It is shaping up that BW 4 may be posted over on the Straight/Bi section because it is straying a little over the edge that way. Not full on bi, but I don't want to take any chances on getting points for being in the wrong section again.

Dude I love how I can turn some cogs for those who aren’t normally into certain kinks. Really flattering, thank you.

Went to Corpus Christi with a bud for spring break and while the weather hasn't been great that means there's also a lot more guys on apps looking. Hooked up with a really cute 18 white guy last night who really wanted to do a three way and lined up another Latino guy to join. We took turns flip fucking raw and once the other guy was spent he left. I stayed the night with the kid and we swapped again in the morning when we woke up. Love that he took up both raw, no questions. I left to go back to my hotel to change but got messaged by a hot white trash looking guy who could host and was down to flip fuck raw. He had a really nice big cock, was good with raunchy nasty talk. Pumped two loads balls deep in me and wound up blasting a load in him too after he changed his mind and told me to cum inside him. After we were done he teased me about already being bred and asked who it was, so I told him. We swapped digits as he said he was cool to hook up again.

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

I would love for this Top to be my first BBC. Such a hot man with an awesome cock. Not only could he use my hole, he could breed it deep. Don't know why he didn't seed that boy's pussy. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/52270/bbc-filled-twink-hole-bareback/

Small ones can hurt if they jab, or if they withdraw totally when fucking then miss the spot when going back in.

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

A twink I know wanted to suck me. I repliedthat I can’t really be bothered with the return trip for just oral but eventually agreed. Once there he was on his knees gagging himself on my thick 9”. I offered a helping hand by forcing his mouth back down when he tried to come up for air. I told him I really wanted to fuck him but he was adamant he couldn’t so I left it and enjoyed his throat. I couldnt help moaning as he got my cock and balls soaking with the thick drool you only get from invading a throat. He came up for breath and asked if I wanted to taste his freshly shaved smooth pussy, to which I replied absolutely because I’m not insane 🙂 Bending over on a couch he presented his tight little hole and I proceeded to feast on it, worming my tongue deep inside. He moaned and squirmed like in heat so I asked him if he wanted just the head of my thick cock to which he replied ‘yes daddy’. That was all the encouragement I needed to put my slick cock against his wet pussy and slowly work the head in. Keeping a firm grip on his hips I then proceeded to guide inch after inch up his guts as he moaned and yelped before screaming as I started to assault his back wall. He pulled off and sat me back on the couch before straddling me and sinking down me, telling me how badly he wanted my load as deep as possible. I duly accepted by holding his hips and thrusting up into him. I could have gone like that for maybe an hour but he shot up my chest and I realised he wouldn’t be able to take much more so I did my best to cum asap, shooting my ropes deep up inside him. I’ll be breeding him again soon

This is so embarrassing but there was this skanky motel on Josey just north of where I live that was a hangout for the homeless, meth heads, and so on. Had a really hot guy hit on me and that was where he was located. Was worried as shit about it that I was gonna get rolled or worse. Met him in the lobby and he was everything he showed online. I can only guess he was using and against my better judgement we went to fuck in a public bathroom. It was way worse than even the skankiest gas station bathroom I'd ever been in. Reeked of stale urine, vomit, and shit. I could barely breathe. His cock was as massive as his pictures showed and I gladly bent over the toilet in the stall to take it raw. He really pounded me hard, pumping two loads in me and I reciprocated pumping one in him. He wanted me to go back his room and slam with him, but I begged off and left.

I don't smoke and I dislike the taste and smell of smoke. Also smokers cum is rank

I was never raped, nor did I have more than a couple of sexual experiences when I was underage. All of my fucked-up kinks developed naturally, mostly in my 20s, and either from my own warped fantasies,or from reading or watching different types of porn. I don't blame the porn one bit, btw, since I was the one that would seek it out. No one forced it on me. My first times were around the age of 8 or maybe 9, with a boy just a year or two older. He coaxed me into getting naked so that he could look at me, after which he did the same for me. On another two or three occasions there was more touching involved, but never anything overtly sexual (mainly because I was totally clueless and he was only slightly more knowledgeable). I know for a fact those brief events lingered in my mind for over a decade, leaving me with the desire to see more boys naked, but I strongly doubt whether it 'turned me gay', and I'm certain had nothing to do with the adult kinks I developed later in life. So no, in my case it all came naturally (or at least without any coercion)

7. At home I lay flay on my back completely naked, the plug next to me with my fingers siding in and out of my loose wet cunt. The walk home had been difficult. The plug kept falling out and by the time I had gotten to my building I had to hold it in with my hand to get up the stairs. I was sweaty and the smell of cum drifted from my body. It only made me hornier. I had been broken. Some part of my mind knew that. I had become what the club needed me to be. Somehow it felt right, as though this was who I was actually supposed to be. I didn’t really care about getting off myself but I couldn’t wait to feel full again. About ten minutes after getting home the Daddy sent me a video on Scruff. It was shot from the side but clearly showed his fat beer can cock ramming in and out of my cunt. I saved it and sent it to Sir. Then for a long minute I lay on my bed savoring the stench of sex that pervaded my nostrils. I checked my phone, I had managed to kill about an hour and a half. I didn’t really have time to find another top and be sure I would be free at one when Sir texted me my next assignment so I went back to looking at porn and drinking another couple glasses of water for my piss assignment. Sir messaged me. Damn boy. Not even noon and you’ve got your fourth load in that cunt. One more and you’ll have broken your record. How do you feel? Amazing Sir! My cunt is so wet and leaking with cum. The plug you gave me will barely stay in now. Good. You’ll be given a new one after your next appointment. You’ll need it. I felt a jolt of electricity go through me at that thought. Did that mean that the next guy was going to somehow wreck me even more. I figured my slack hole and couldn’t imagine how that was possible. Are you going to fuck me again Sir? Yes, but you’ll have to wait for that. Yes Sir. Now, it turns out your next appointment is free early if you are. YES SIR! Good. You can leave the plug at home, but keep the cum you’ve collected in your cunt. He sent me the address. On my way Sir! Good pig. I got dressed, wearing a jock and a new pair of briefs to try and catch any cum that leaked out of my abused cunt and then pulling on shorts. Just before I left I recorded another piss video for Sir to show him what a good boy I was and sent it off, then I was out the door and on the way to my next appointment. This one was further away and I hailed a cab. I felt surely the driver knew something was up. He looked at me with suspicion. Maybe he could smell the cum and sweat on me or the piss on my breath. Regardless we made the ten minute drive in silence, me looking at Scruff the whole way. I sent a few responses to tops who had messaged me while I was meeting up with the daddy begging for their loads that afternoon. Hopefully Sir would give me time to take all of them. I had been nervous that telling them I was caged up and collecting loads would turn men off, but it seemed to make most of them want me even more. The car pulled up in front of a fancy looking building. I regretted not dressing better. I had thought that looking like a trashy sex pig would win me points but now I had to walk through a marble lobby with a wet spot slowly forming in the back of my shorts. A little nervously I paid the cab and got out. I checked the address again and taking a deep breath walked in. I had hoped to just breeze right past the door man but he shouted before I could get to the elevator and I turned around. “Where are you going?” I told him the apartment number and he smiled. “Name?” “Sam.” “Good boy,” he said, “follow me.” “What,” I stammered not understanding what I’d just heard. “You heard me pig, follow me.” He placed a “Back in 10 Minutes” sign on his desk and walked through an unobtrusive looking tan door off to the side of the lobby. Confusedly I followed him. The door man was young, maybe in his early 30s with short brown hair and a dark complexion. As soon as the door behind me closed his demeanor changed from the smiling professional to a hungry animal. “So, you’re the new faggot. How many loads so far boy?” “Four, Sir,” I stammered. “When was the last one?” “About an hour ago.” “Well that just won’t do. I can’t send you upstairs without a hot fresh load to lube your cunt up.” I didn’t even think. I turned around, shoved my shorts and underwear down around my ankles, and bent forward with my hands on the door back to the lobby. “Good pig,” said the door man. “Fuck your cunts already so loose the starter plug wont fit. Jerry will be happy about that. He hates it when they send him a cunt that’s still too tight.” I watched over my shoulder while he untucked his shirt and undid his pants. He didn’t bother taking anything completely off. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so his dick flopped out as he opened his pants. Jesus Christ, I thought, every man in this club had a massive cock. This guy had a broad thick brown headed cock sprouting from a dense mass of pubes and two long low hanging balls. He slapped it against my ass as it got hard and then with just a glob of spit on the head slid it into my hole. I groaned a little too loudly and he clapped his and over my mouth as he started to fuck me, whispering in my ear “keep it down faggot.” Breathlessly I panted as he slid his long heavily veined cock in and out of my cunt. His balls slapped against my taint as he used me steadily gaining speed. Pushing back against his cock it occurred to me that these quick rough breedings had had a greater purpose than to just rack up a load count quickly. They were to break me down. I had started the day nervous about letting a stranger fuck me. Now I was hungrily pushing my ass back against the door man’s cock, my own dick leaking like a faucet inside its cage. They had used the men to change how I thought about sex and how I saw my role in these moments. The club’s training program was brilliant, and I felt an overwhelming need to thank Devin and Sir for getting me started. The door man slammed into me and with a few shuddering breaths unloaded into my hole. “Good boy,” he whispered in my ear, “now you’re ready to go upstairs. I’ll leave first, give you a second to get yourself together.” He pulled me away from the door, his cock already back in his pants and left. I took a few deep breaths, pulled my shorts on and followed a moment later. “First elevator on the right,” the door man said with a slight smile as I passed him. I clenched my hole tight as I walked to keep any of his load from leaking out.