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So last night i got a text by my old daddy from the group I play with. He said he needs to blow a load before he goes out. I got there and he said he was going out with his friends for dinner. He said they are meeting up in two hours. So he said this will be quick and bend over the sofa arm and drop your pants. I just dropped them to my ankles. He walked over licked my hole and spit on in and pushed his cock in me. Pumped me for about 10 minutes and blew a load. He pulled out and as i was pulling my pants up he gave me a piece of paper and said go to this address fast he is waiting for you. I left and went to the address about 5 minutes away and got to the door and it was one of the guys i play with in the group. He said hurry up get in. I got in he dropped his pants and said get on the floor leggs up. So right at the cloaed front door i laid there. He said look your dripping. Then said great no lube needed as he started to fuck me. My back and head were killing me on the hard floor as he thrusted. 10 minutes later he blew a load and got up. Then he helped me up. I pulled up my pants and he said as he pointed go to the house across the street someone is waiting. I left him and walked across the street and saw another guy from the group standing there. As i approached the door he opened it and said come in. He pulled me in closed the door and pushed me to his couch. He said strip and get on the couch and pull your leggs spread and up.. As i did he was on the phone talking to someone and i heard him say yes he is here and i will be on time for dinner. He went on facetime walked to me to show a closeup of my hole. Heard someone say wow look at the cum.. He said see you soon as he put the phone down. He shoved a hard pillow under my ass push my legges to fit it in and said hold you leggs. He stripped and I saw he was hard as hell.. He bent over me and i was so wet with cum his cock slipped in easy he went in so deep and fast it hurt a little and he pumped so frantically he was so hot Took him almost a 15 minutes or more before he moaned load and fell on top of me. He laid on top of me as I still felt his cock throbbing. Then pulled out and said clean my dick. I sucked it for a little and said ok you can leave. I pulled up my pants and said tell everyone thanks. He laughed a little.. My pants were so wet from the drippings by the time i got home and my car seat had a spot on it.. lol

As Bishop Jacob penetrated my cum filled high school linebacker hole, he graciously asked me, “Michael, will you accept your brothers in Christ in their deepest sin?” He was so kind. Seriously, he hadn’t even pushed the full head of his dick inside me before he asked. I mean, his big muscular body was right there in front of the weightlifting bench I sat on, kneeling. yeah, his mask was still on, which I have to say was super cool. I don’t know where his loincloth was, but that was okay. Bishop Jacob didn’t need to wear a loincloth with us. Like he said, we were son’s of Adam. So of course Bishop Jacob could share his sin with me. With my back against the long bench top, I pulled my thick legs up with my hands, exposing my young dirty hole. “Yes, Bishop. I will take all my brother’s sins,” Bishop Jacob smirked as his more than ample dick thrust up inside my young ass. “Penitent Michael, you are very robust and healthy.” he said with a kind smile. I felt a rush of warmth. This was Bishop Jacob! Man! He was so jacked, so muscular, such an impressive masculine specimen. He was telling ME that I was robust and healthy. Oh man, I was so lucky. I pulled my big legs up further so he could fuck me deeper. I was here to take his sin, and damn… he really had to give me all of it or I was not doing my my job. “Bishop Jacob, please let me take you.” I said eagerly as he thrust into me. “Penitent Michael, my sin is greater than you have seen before. Even greater than Elder Robert. Would you accept such sin? I would not burden you if you cannot bear the weight, “. Bishop Jacob breathed as he pushed into me with his full, heavy manhood. But I was 18, I was ready, I could take the mantle of what the church required. I know my burden was the full weight that Christ bore for mankind. “Yes!! yes!!! I will accept your sin, Bishop Jacob, as Penitent Brian has before me, I will take your burden, may you live relieved.” I cried out. I felt Bishoip Jacob thrust for ten seconds more. “Take it…take the sin. You are annointed in Christ.” He gasped thrusting deeply into me, and I felt a warm fullness. I opened my eyes and saw Brian smiling across from me. I felt so lucky that Bishop Jacob was anointing me personally with his holy fluid. I was interrupted in my holy reverence by his stupid jock commentary. “DUDE, Isn’t this the best!!!!???” Of course, he’d just got fucked by his dad, an elder, AFTER BISHOP JACOB’S HOLY SEED, but I wasn’t going to utter a single complaint. I had to smile too. “I’m annointed.” I said. “Me too! Bishop Jacob annointed me too!” Brian laughed. “Dude, we’re unstoppable!!!!!” Damn, Brian was just incredible. He was so amazing. I know when my team met his at state we would lose, but that was okay. As Brian’s dad put his robe back on I watched Brian reach back and stick a finger in his ass. “Oh man, Mike, I have so much seed inside me. Did you get a lot too?” He asked. I reached down and put a finger inside myself like Brian had done. I was sore down there, but I felt a warm, soupy slop about half a finger in. “Oh yeah.” I agreed, going a little deeper. “Wow. That’s so cool.” Atter the ceremony we were all brought back to the dark, candlelit room where we once again knelt in our jockstraps. I looked around and saw Danny Lopez, and the twins Tim and Frank Dexter. They were smiling, just like Brian and me. “You may not speak of this sacred ceremony to anyone outside of this room.” Bishop Jacob said. “If you are very fortunate, in one week, or two, the Holy Spirit will enter you. You must tell an Elder immediately when you feel it happening.” I prayed that the Holy Spirit would take me. I felt strong. ************ Two weeks later, neither Brian nor I had felt the Holy Spirit. I was so disappointed, because Danny Lopez got the Holy Spirit and Frank Dexter did too. Even now they were in the Temple Sanctum receiving the rites. I was over at Brian’s house commiserating with him about our bad luck. “Dude, what if we never get the Holy Spirit?” I asked him for the fifth time. He looked up from his homework with a scowl. “Mike, bro… just stop worrying about it.” He brushed his long wavy hair back from his face. “Maybe we’re not sinful enough.” I sighed. “Why should the Holy Spirit bother wasting its time on us?” He pointed one of his big fingers at me. “That’s bullshit.” He said in his deep voice. Brian would always utter profanities when he was frustrated. Not me though. Sure, I thought them, which was bad enough, but speaking them out loud was a whole different level. But Brian was way more confident than I was. “Of course we’re not sinful and you know Elder Peter said that is not the way. We are not to seek out sin, that when the Lord has need of us, sin will appear before us and only then can we help the sinners.” I should my head. “But that’s what I mean! All we do is go to school, come home, go to Temple. How are we supposed to take sin from the world if we never see any?” Now that made Brian raise his dark, perfect eyebrows. “Yeah, that’s a problem, isn’t it?” He raked his hair back again and shrugged. “Maybe we could go out and share the word with others, like the Missionaries do.” “But, we’re not supposed to until we become consecrated in the Temple.” I said. “We’re not Missionaries yet.” “Yeah, I know.” My big friend replied. “We gotta do something though, right?” I couldn’t argue with his logic. I just shrugged and nodded. “Meet me after practice tomorrow. Catch the bus to my school, and we’ll walk home. If the Lord provides, we have to listen, right?” He asked. Brian always knew how to work out a problem. I smiled, feeling better. “That’s right, Bri! Okay, let’s do it!” ***************** I was antsy and nervous during practice. I told my parents that I was meeting Brian after school and I’d be home for dinner at 7:00. As we walked through the neighborhood by Brian’s school, we knocked on doors. We didn’t get a single answer. “I guess no one is home from work yet.” I said as we walked up the sidewalk to the 13th house. That was okay. Like Brian said, if we were meant to serve He would show us. Brian rang the door bell and we stood side by side. I tried not to be nervous so I made sure my black tie and white shirt were in place. Brian and I had put on our best clothes to look like the Missionaries that we were trying to be. The door opened and a somewhat muscular man with short brown hair answered. “Oh hell no.” He said and slammed the door shut immediately. “Brian, did you see that?” I asked. “He was naked! And he had tattoos all over.” The man hadn’t worn a single stitch of clothing to answer the door. “Yeah, bro. He’s a sinner for sure. This is it, man. We have to try harder.” Brian said with confidence. He rang the doorbell again. The door jerked back open after a few seconds. The man stood there fully exposed in the open door, scowling. “I don’t have time for your bullshit.” He said. “I’m working. I don’t want to hear about God, or being saved, or the Kingdom of Heaven. Go bug someone else.” He started moving back to shut the door. Inspiration hit me. “We’re here to help. Put us to work.” I said, proud of my cleverness. “Really?” The man smirked, stopping. He leaned his elbow against the door jamb and crossed one ankle over the other. I couldn’t help but notice his penis was hard and wet. “What would you do?” Brian smiled. “Anything you need, really. We’re out in the community to serve.” The man’s smile widened. “Oh anything?” “Yes sir! We’re young and strong. We can do whatever you need us to do.” I replied, attempting to mimic Brian’s confidence. This is what it was all about, reaching the sinners, showing them a better way through our actions when words would not work. The man moved back from the doorway. “Then by all means, come in.” Brian moved first, and I followed. Oh man, this was it, and my stomach was doing flip flops. I knew Brian had to be just as nervous, but you would never be able to tell. We both outsized the man by a good bit, Brian with his huge shoulders at 6’4” and me only slightly smaller at 6’3”, so the man had to be just under 6 foot tall, and about 50 pounds lighter than our meaty 240+ pounds. The man looked to be about 30 years old, and handsome in the way some old men were. We followed the man down a hallway to one of the bedrooms which was very well lit with a few lights that were mounted on stands pointing at a small couch covered in fabric. “Why don’t you two have a seat.” He said, moving over behind a video camera. “Let’s just get some preliminary stuff out of the way. State your names, and your age.” “I’m Mike Robertson, and I just turned 18 two weeks ago.” I said, smiling. “I’m Brian Gallegos, and I just turned 18 three weeks ago.” Brian followed. “And what brings you here today?” The man asked. “We were out in the neighborhood to serve the community for God, sir.” Brian answered, sitting up with a proud forward thrust of his muscular chest. “Well that’s nice.” The man replied conversationally. “And how are you serving the community today?” “We’re here to help you with your work, sir.” I answered. “Yes you are. See, it’s just pure luck that my scheduled model chickened out today. I was going to do some solo content instead and that’s what you caught me in the middle of by knocking on my door. So today, you’ll be my models. Is that okay?” He asked. I looked at Brian. “Models?” He said, shocked. “You want us to be models?” “That’s right. My subscribers love to see pure, wholesome good looking young men like you.” I couldn’t believe our luck. Brian was definitely handsome enough to be a model, and I wasn’t ugly by any stretch. “Is that something you’re willing to do?” The man asked. “For legal purposes, I have to hear you agree explicitly.” “Yes!” Both Brian and I said in unison. “Excellent. Now, what do you two do for work?” He asked. “My viewers would like to get to know you a little bit. I have a feeling you’ll be very popular.” “We don’t have jobs.” Brian answered. “We’re still in school, and after we graduate we’ll get sent on our Mission.” “Are you excited about that?” The man asked. “Wait, still in school?” I nodded. “I go to West Campus High, and Brian goes to Reagan High. We play football, and with schoolwork that doesn’t leave a lot of time for a job.” “And you’re both 18 years old? I have to confirm that. Can you tell me your birthdates?” So Brian and I rattled off our birthdays. “What position do you boys play?” He asked. “We’re both linebackers.” Brian answered. “We play defense.” “Nice, I bet you’re really good. You definitely have the size. Why don’t you stand up and do a flex pose.” the man said as his hand went down to stroke his large penis. I could understand, he was a sinner, that’s what sinners do, they touch themselves. Brian and I stood up, and did a double bicep pose, side by side, which of course pulled our shirts up out of our belted waistbands. “How about you take off your shirts, so we can see who’s bigger?” This was what modeling was all about. I grinned at Brian who seemed just as eager. We took off our shirts and ties and laid them carefully on our bags. “Now, same pose, and smile.” We smiled as the man moved to another camera and the flash went off. “Excellent. You two are naturals. Very photogenic. Usually models need makeup and a lot of coaching. It’s nice to work with two young men that are natural professionals.” My heart sped up and I looked over to Brian. “This could be our big break, Bri!” I said. Brian’s smile fell. “Don’t be prideful Mike. Besides, that’s not why we’re here. If it happens, that’s what the Lord wills. But don’t lose our purpose. We’re here to help this sinner.” He said all of this in a whisper. “Okay, turn to face each other, same pose. Get closer. Closer. Get right up in each other’s face, like two MMA fighters.” The man prompted. Brian was right, he always was. I know what the man was asking for, we’d seen the face-offs they did just after the weigh-ins. I moved forward and leaned against Brian, touching my nose to his, our lips just a half inch apart, staring into his eyes with a serious intent. “Mike, move your elbow out a little, so we can see your faces…yes, like that, perfect. Hold it there.” Brian and I breathed into each others’ face while the man snapped more pictures. “Okay, relax.” He said, moving back over to the video camera. “It’s too bad you don’t have your sports gear.” He said, looking down at the screen. “All I have is my jock and socks in my bag, have to wash them.” I said. “Yeah, me too.” Brian said. “How about we get some shots of that then? I think you’re both more the sports model type.” That made sense. Brian thought so too because he reached down to unzip his bag while I did the same. We stood up with our jocks and looked around. “It’s okay to change here.” The man said, obviously understanding our unspoken question. “there’ll be a lot of footage today that we can’t use, that’s what casting interviews are for.” Brian and I quickly took off our shoes, socks, pants and underwear and started to put on our jocks. “Let’s put your socks on first.” The man directed. “Actually, Mike, why don’t you dress Brian.” So I knelt down on one knee in front of Brian and he handed me his socks. “Brian, shift your weight to your left leg, hip out. Hold your jock in your left hand. I need a grin while you look down at Mike. Flex the muscles on your left leg. Mike, start putting Brian’s sock on and then look up at his face. That’s perfect! You’re doing great. Arch your back a little, a little more…there.” This modeling stuff was really easy. I didn’t even mind Brian’s junk right in my face. That wouldn’t have been professional. I could feel the cold air breezing over my sin hole, and I hoped it being exposed like that wouldn’t ruin the shot. I’m sure the camera could see right up inside my guts. “Now shift over to your right leg, Brian, and place your left foot on Mike’s leg, like you’re a Roman conqueror.” That made Brian’s grin widen. “Brian, can you put your hand under Mike’s chin, like you’re lifting his face up to look at you? Yes, good, hold that pose.” “I’m going to get a close up. Mike, open your lips just slightly while you look at Brian. He’s your hero, okay? He’s proven he’s stronger, and you are completely enthralled.” This guy was good, he knew how to make what would probably be just a stupid picture into true art. So, even though Brian’s penis was an inch from my mouth, I did my best. I made sure to lick my lips a bit so they weren’t dry while I put on my best face of adoration to my hero. That wasn’t hard to do, Brian was absolutely amazing. “Perfect, wow, you two … I’ve never worked with better models.” The man said. “You’ve take a classic pose from a Master like Michaelangelo and made it even better!” “Okay finish getting dressed, then we’ll do some bodybuilding poses.” Brian and I quickly threw on our jocks, and made sure our football socks were pulled up over our calves. After ten minutes of various poses in our jockstraps, some of them with Brian and I play wrestling, the man told us to sit back down on the couch. He should probably get a new couch, there were all sorts of stains on it. “Oh, Brian, I dropped a pen behind the couch there this morning, could you get it for me?” The man asked. “Yeah, sure.” Brian answered immediately, then he turned around and knelt on the couch to climb up and reach over the back. I stopped myself from laughing. His legs were spread out and there was his smooth, hairless sin hole pointing right at everyone. “Just mooning the whole world.” I snickered. The man laughed. “Well, go ahead and moon the whole world too, might as well.” He said. I laughed and mirrored Brian’s position, making sure my cheeks were spread wide open like his. “Why don’t you give Brian a smack on the ass?” The man said. So I did. I looked over at him and grinned. He laughed and smacked me back. “Good, sit back down. Did you find the pen, Brian?” He asked. “It must have rolled under. I couldn’t see it.” Brian said. “I’ll have to get another one. Okay, any questions you want to ask?” The naked man asked. I raised my hand. “Go ahead, Mike.” “You have a lot of tattoos. Did they hurt?” I asked. “Some of them. Most don’t though, it depends on what part of the body.” He answered. I decided to just go ahead. “The one that goes down your stomach to your penis. Did that one hurt?” “The scorpion? Yeah, that one hurt a little. It’s very sensitive down there.” He answered. I liked his honesty. I’d never get a tattoo, they were forbidden. Marking yourself was sinful. “Why a scorpion?” Brian chimed in. The man hesitated. “This tattoo is something you get when you join a very special brotherhood. It’s not for everyone. It symbolizes how the scorpion injects its prey with venom.” That sounded very cultish and sinful. So I just said it. “That sounds cultish and sinful.” The man smiled. “Oh yeah, it’s VERY cultish and sinful.” Brian looked at me and I knew just what he was thinking. “Are you part of that brotherhood?” He asked the man. The man came out from behind the video camera. “Answers require payment. For this answer, you have to touch the scorpion. Both of you.” He walked over beside us and stood there looking down. Brian reached out first and ran his hand down the man’s stomach, then onto his penis, which was a good 8 inches long. He as always more daring than I was. After Brian was done, I reached out. I was surprised that the tattoo wasn’t rough, it felt just like regular skin. I don’t know why I had always thought tattoos would be like tree bark. I slowly felt my way down until my hand covered his now hard penis. But my hands were big enough, of course, at my size, and I could wrap my fist entirely around its girth. I looked up at him to see him smiling. He had nice muscles even if they were all covered with tattoos. “It feels normal.” I said, continuing to run my hand over the entire tattoo from his shaft up to his navel. “I could tell you the secret, but you have to pay first.” He said. I looked over at Brian, who nodded with a serious look. I looked back up. “Okay.” I said. He looked indecisive. “Have either of you had sex before?” I shook my head. Brian spoke up. “No, we are saving ourselves for marriage, for our wives.” “Well, the payment for the secret might be difficult for you. Each of you must take my penis in your mouth all the way down. The scorpion’s tail has to be fully covered by your lips. Can you do that? You don’t have to, and I won’t force you.” “Mike, we have to. This is the sin we were sent here to take.” Brian said from behind me. “It’s not wrong if the Lord sent us here.” Again, I couldn’t argue with Brian’s logic. And if we did it together we’d be helping each other, as well as this sinner. I nodded up to the man. “Okay, you first. You have to let it into your throat.” he grasped my chin in his hand and signaled for me to open up my mouth. I did and felt his warm, thick member push inside. He got about halfway and I gagged, but he held me there. “Easy. Easy. Relax. Relax your jaw.” I had a couple tears rolling down my face from gagging, but I knew I could do this. I took a deep breath through my nose and pushed forward. I was thankful that the man shaved his private parts so I didn’t have to bury my face in his pubes. “Almost there.” He said pulling my head forward. I felt my the tightness in my throat give and the last few inches sunk in all the way as he pressed his abdomen firmly against my nose. I chukked suddenly and pulled off, my thick saliva dripping over my chin. “You did really good. I think you’re right, you were sent here for this purpose. How else could you do something that difficult?” The main praised. I tried not to feel proud, but it did feel like everything about today was meant to happen, and it was not difficult at all, even the casting photo shoot was easy. “Now your turn, big Brian. Remember, both of you have to complete this task, or I can’t tell you the secret.” “I wasn’t going to chicken out.” Brian said. “If Mike can do it, I can.” And Brian put his money where his mouth was..or I guess it was the other way around. Hah. It sure was something watching that pretty big penis stretch out Brian’s lips as it slid in. Brian hadn’t even wiped my spit off of it, so I guess that helped. Brian didn’t gag at all, and the man’s penis sunk all the way to his testicles, looking like a snake crawling inside a hole. And because Brian was a show off, he winked at me and pulled off then went back down a couple more times, all the way from tip to root. He finished with a noisy slurp and a grin. “Told ya, I’m better than you at almost everything.” Yeah, Brian was always right. But I wasn’t jealous, it was true. It was one of the reasons I looked up to him. He got offered a scholarship at A&M a week before I was offered mine. He had more tackles, more sacks, more interceptions, more yards. He was a beast on the field, and off. If I made an A he made an A+. The man looked at Brian with a curious smile. “Well, a promise is a promise. Like the scorpion, I have a venom I inject. Have you heard the story of the Frog and the Scorpion trying to cross the river?” I shook my head. “Well, one day a scorpion was walking around, looking for prey. He was very hungry, and he came to a river. Well, scorpions don’t swim, and he knew he would drown, but there wasn’t anything for him to eat on this side. He had to get across. He noticed a frog sitting in the mud nearby and said ‘Mr Frog, will you take me across the river?’ And the frog said ‘No, you’ll sting me and I’ll become your prey.’ The scorpion shook his head emphatically and said ‘no, I wouldn’t do that. I promise. I just need to get across, then you can go on your way.’ The frog thought about it, and said ‘okay, but please don’t sting me.’ And he let the scorpion climb up on his back and they set out across the river. They had gone halfway when the frog felt a burning stick into his back. ‘Why did you sting me?’ The frog cried. ‘Now I will die and you will drown.’ The scorpion just shrugged and said ‘I know, but it’s my nature.’ And the river carried them both away.” I looked across the man’s still hard and wet penis at Brian, who was looking strangely at the scorpion tattoo. Of course he figured it out before I did. “Your dick is the scorpion’s stinger?” He asked. The man reached out and stroked Brian’s long hair. “Yes, that’s the secret. My cum is a poison that I give to others, especially little frogs like you two. It’s my nature.” Brian looked at me and I saw it in his eyes before he said it. “We are pure, and if that’s what you want, we can take this sin from you.” It felt right, just like the night of our manhood ceremony. “We are supposed to take the sin of the world, from sinners like you so that you can get rid of it and be pure too.” I agreed. The man shook his head. “Is that what you think will happen? I’m not on meds, and have a pretty high viral load. You want my dirty poz cum inside you?” Brian nodded. He always set such a good example for all the rest of us, never shying away from the more difficult tasks, the first to step up. “Say yes, you want my dirty poz cum in your tight jock boy ass.” The man said aggressively. “Yes sir, I want your dirty poz cum in my tight jock boy ass.” Brian repeated with a glazed look in his eyes. Oh man, my best friend was going to do the Lord’s work with everything he had. If this didn’t bring the Holy Spirit to him, I don’t know what would. I saw a bead of clear liquid drop from the slit in the head of the man’s penis when it jumped at Brian’s words. “Mike, why don’t you grab the video camera?” he said. “Brian, lay back on the couch and pull your legs up.” I went to get the camera off it’s tripod and came over to them. By the time I came back over, Brian was leaned back and had his hands hooked behind his knees with his legs spread. His jockstrap pouch seemed to be straining to hold back his big testicles and large penis. Brian had a penis like his dad, super thick and kinda long. “Okay Mike, focus on Brian’s face first, then slowly bring the camera down to his ass.” This was definitely a sin. Wow, we were right in the middle of it, right where we needed to be to do our God given task. “This was a good call, buddy.” I encouraged Brian. “I’m so glad I let you talk me into this.” I saw Brian nod in the viewfinder. “Like I said Mike, you and me, we make a great team.” I pulled in tight on Brian’s dirty hole, where sin went, and where it left. He was hairless and smooth, and his hole was super tight. “Looking good, Bri.” I said. “Good thing I showered after practice.” He joked. “I didn’t know my ass was going to be the star of the show.” I laughed. Then the man moved up between Brian’s cheeks and rubbed his penis up and down Brian’s meaty, muscly crack, leaving behind a slimy trail of the fluid coming from the tip. The man stroked his penis once with tight fingers, forcing more of the liquid out of the tip which he rubbed directly onto Brian’s sin hole. “Man, he’s covering your sin hole with his poison, Bri. Do you feel anything yet?” I asked. “Nothing yet. It might take a bit.” Brian answered calmly. “That’s right, I’m going to fuck your tight little jock hole full of my poison seed, Brian. That’s what you want me to do, right?” “Yes sir. I need it. Give me as much as you can.” Brian’s manly, deep voice sounded so sure and definite. It didn’t sound so sure and definite when the man’s thick penis forced its way into my best friend. He grunted in a not so manly way. “Does it hurt, Bri?” I asked. “Fuck! Fuck yes it hurts!” He growled out through clenched teeth. “It feels like he’s ripping me apart.” “I might be.” The man said in a calm voice. “Do you want me to stop?” “No! Keep going.” Brian managed, trying to catch his breath. “Oooooooohhh, UNGH!” I couldn’t believe Brian was taking the man’s entire penis, but there it was on camera, sliding up my best friend’s stretched hole until you couldn’t see any part of the scorpion’s tail. The man began thrusting slowly, pulling all the way out and shoving it back in again, making Brian whine and moan in pain. “Nice. That feels so nice. Do you like how it feels, Brian?” The man asked. “Ungh, no, it’s awful.” Brian writhed, his head arching back with every deep ramming thrust. “Yeah? But it’s what you wanted, right?” “Yes, yes it’s what I want.” “So you like it when it hurts?” “No. I wish it didn’t, but I can take it.” “Good boy. It shouldn’t hurt so much pretty soon. It usually only hurts at first. Let me slow down.” And the tattooed man went slower, and not as deep every time. Soon, Brian wasn’t grunting with pain, and instead was just moaning a little bit as the man pushed up inside him. “Oh, man, it’s so deep.” he said. “It feels so huge.” “Your hole is so tight, Brian. Such a nice, tight, smooth straight boy jock hole. Do you like girls, Brian?” He asked. It seemed like a weird question. “Yeah. Mmmm. I like girls.” “Do you jack off to girls? Fantasize about them?” Brian’s body had relaxed, and I had pulled the focus out so I could get the man, Brian’s ass, and his body in the shot. Brian’s big meaty pecs were bouncing with each of the man’s deep thrusts. “I don’t touch myself, but I think about girls all the time. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it.” Brian answered in a breathy, moaning voice. He sounded so different from the Brian I knew. “You’ve never jacked off?” “No, that would be sinful.” Brian said. “Only when I’m married, and my wife will take care of that need.” “Such a good boy.” The man said. “Well, I’m going to give the good boy his reward. Do you want me to cum inside you, Brian? I need to share my dirty seed with you.” Brian nodded, that fervent glazed look in his eyes. “Yes, yes pump your dirty seed inside me, sir. Don’t stop until you’ve shot all of it.” And I watched the man’s thrusts get faster as he prepared to let his poison semen flow up inside my friend. “Ungh, Mike, focus down on Brian’s ass, quick. I’m gonna cum.” And I did as he asked, making sure to get everything nice and centered just before the man pulled his penis out and a thick glob of white semen spat out onto Brian’s hole, then the man pushed his penis back inside all the way and stroked it in and out. I just knew Brian was pulling out all the dirty sin this man had in thick ropes of heavy poison seed, taking it into himself to purify it. Finally, after almost a minute the man stopped moving. “Okay Mike, stay right there, I’m going to pull out, and we’ll see how much I put in there.” I managed to nod while keeping the camera still. He slowly withdrew his still swollen penis until just the head remained, then it slipped out. Just behind it, Brian’s hole released a small river of the man’s seed, but then Brian clenched down and stopped the flow. The man took the camera from me. “Mike, go sit by Brian. Brian, keep your legs up like that.” So I sat in close to my best friend. He gave me a grin. “I did it, bro.” His handsome face said with a smile. I smiled back. “Mike, some of my cum fell out, could you reach down there and try to get as much of it back inside Brian as you can? He wanted all of it.” That was true. And Brian smiled. So I bent over his spread legs and looked down. By now I was a pro at knowing not to block the camera. So I reached down to the small pool of seed on the couch cushion and tried to scoop it up, getting most of it on my fingers. I brought it to Brian’s hole and tried to gently push it inside. “It’s okay Bro, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You can go in more.” Brian said. So I forced my two fingers into him and twisted them around. Then I pulled them back out and rubbed up the underside of his crack until I had another scoop and I pushed that in. Brian’s hole seemed to stay open a little as I did it, and I could see down inside him. He was pink inside, and deep, but I definitely saw a nice pool of dirty seed down there. “There’s a lot in there Brian.” I told him. He took his hands off his knees, but didn’t lower his legs. He reached up and raked his long hair back, flexing his muscles as he did it. “Reach down in there bro, see if you can get it to go deeper.” he said. I looked up at the man, who nodded. I pushed my two biggest fingers into my best friend and tried to work the seed in deeper, making my bro moan while he flexed his muscles. “Aw man, that actually feels good. It was all achey and sore, but that’s nice, bro.” “I got you, man.” I told him with a smile as I worked. After about 30 seconds, the man said “Okay, wow, you both did an incredible job today. Thanks for coming by.” I noticed the tattooed man had thrown on some baggy shorts and a tank top while I was taking care of Brian’s aches. I guess we were done. I looked at my watch, and it was only 5:15. Brian and I both got dressed again in our school clothes this time, not our church clothes. We wouldn’t be going to any more houses today. Brian turned to the man and held out his hand. “Thank you sir, for letting us share with you today. You’ve done a good thing for your soul.” Brian was always the one who knew the right thing to say. I was just gonna say ‘bye’. “Well, if you want to stop by tomorrow, I might have some friends who need you to help them. Would you want to do that?” The man asked. Brian looked at me with raised eyebrows. “Sir, that would be awesome!” he said. “We can be here at the same time. We’d love to minister to your friends.” As we were walking out the door and down the sidewalk Brian smacked me on the back. “Dude, that was amazing. I felt like I was doing the Lord’s work. This might be my calling.” I smiled. “You think so?” I asked. We just started. I had to admit though, I loved the modeling stuff. “Hey, what do you think he meant by ‘paws’. His ‘dirty paws seed’?” I asked. “No, Mike. Wow, that’s what you thought he was saying.” Brian broke out in a full laugh. “That’s hilarious. No man, his pa’s dirty seed. He’s like us. He probably had a ceremony just like we did, where we took my dad’s seed. His dirty Pa’s cum. Hey, you think his dad knows our dads?” Brian mused. Yeah, Brian was right, always right. I felt even better then. We hadn’t even done anything wrong because the man had probably been in our church at one time. Of course, the tattoos meant he had left, but we could still bring him back Into the fold.

I had been at the local gay pub here in Brisbane in wickham terrace, if you know you know. I had been heavily drinking due to a recent breakup, was feeling very unloved and needy at the time. I was living with a good mate, we had an amazing apartment, cheap, in the heart of the city and close to the SOP and gay drinking spot. So hookups was easily arranged, my housemate and I were pretty open and never stopped each other from having fun. This particular weekend however he had family and friends staying over and having a party. Not wanting to be a burdon I took myself to the watering hole and got my self stupidly drunk. Half way through the drinking fest I decided to head back home and grab my other pack of ciggeretes rather than wasting money on another pack. Walking up the street more so stumbling I stop to catch my breath. At 29 years old I was a stocky guy, medium hairy, small cut cock big nuts, was more a bottom and generally wearing a jockstrap 99.99 % of the time these days. Stopping near a empty car parking lot I hear someone say “come over” standing still as I try to determine if I actually heard someone or it was my imagination. “Yeah you mate, come here” the gruff voice spoke again. Without any concern for my own safety I walk into the not so well lit carpark and as I turn I see a scruffy hairy guy on the concrete garden wall staring at me. Looking at him I instantly could tell he was homeless, had his bag beside him, dirty clothes, scruffy beard and I could smell piss, stale cum and booze on him. “Got a smoke mate?” He looks at me as I fumble and go to get my last cig for him, I move closer and as I am about to hand it to him, he reaches out and starts rubbing my crotch as he grins at me. Smiling at him, he goes for my zipper and pulls it down as he unbuttons me and drops my jeans, he moves forward and pulls my jockstrap to the side as he places his mouth around my soft cock as it starts to hardon. Moaning I let him suck me as I rub my hand through his greasy hair as I start humping his mouth as he sucks harder. Grunting as I feel him tug at my nuts almost blowing my load I can feel my precum leaking hard. Looking down he is unzipping himself and pulls out this thick hard at least 8 inches uncut and very hairy prick. He stops sucking as he leans back and strokes his cock. Without thinking I get down on my knees and can smell his ripe cheesy cock right away. I get my mouth on his cock and start licking under his foreskin as he grunts as he takes the cigerette I dropped beside him and lights up. Sucking on his overhang of skin as I clean his greasy cock, grunting as I feel him swell and thicken. I start bobbing up and down getting him harder. I don’t know how long I was sucking him for but I was starting to feel my drunk buzz wear off and became more aware of what I was doing and could be begging for trouble. As if he was aware he produced a bottle of cheap vodka and told me to drink, pulling off his meaty cock I took the bottle and took a swig grimicing at the harsh cheap sting the alcohol hitting back of my throat. “Take another hit” he grins as he strokes my hard little cock. Taking another swig, followed by another as he takes the bottle from me, I feel that buzz kicking back in as he moves me into a position on my knees over the brick wall. Feeling him behind me I giggle as I feel his thick cock between my chubby arse cheeks. “Do you have a rubber” I moan, he grunts and says sure, I hear him behind me as he opens a package and hear that familiar rubbber snap as he moves his cock back between my cheeks, I reach behind me to check and feel the rubber over his cock “I got it on pig fucking hell” he grunts, I place my hand back on the wall for stablity. I hear him spit on his cock as it hits my tight hole. He pushes as I grunt “Shuttup or we will get caught, stupid fuck” he harshly whispers at me as I put my hand over my mouth as he forces himself in me, straining I can feel the pop as his engorged head slides inside my tight hole. Not been fucked for a few months really bought tears to my eyes as he pushed in more, forcing his cock inch by inch as I start to shake. “Fuckkkk stop please your too big” I whimper softly. Knowing he heard me but chose to ignore my pitiful plea as he grabbed my hips and shoved in harder slamming deep in me as his nuts hit mine. He grunt and starts fucking, not getting any chance to accept his thickness, he pounds away at my hole. The grunting turning me on. He fucks harder and faster, biting down on my hand as I whine and grunt with each thrust that he gives me. I feel him slam deep and shudder as he is cumming, sweat dripping off him onto me all I can smell is his sweaty scent. He pulls out and rips the rubber off and throws it into the darkness. He sits back breathing heavily as he clicks his fingers and points to his cock I get down and take him back in my mouth, tasting his strong thick cum as I feel his cock head throb and more cum leaks out as I greedily suck it from his cock and swallow it… Tasting metalic too but definite can taste myself on his cock thinking it strange as he was rubbered up. Tapping me on the head telling me to stop he sighs as I release his cock. “Thanks needed that” he grins at me. “Anytime” I stay there on my knees still half naked hoping his was gunna finish me off, but he grabbed his pants and pulled on the cord and did himself up as he finished the smoke, asking me if I had any more and told him I was on my way back to get another pack and go back to drinking. Telling me he was spending the night here and to go get him some and he would see about fucking me again if I was interested. Thinking about it, and it cudda been the alcohol or just the sheer need of wanting to be wanted even if just my hole to get off. I said he could crash in my secure parking, I had my own car park space that was secure from the rest of parking with its own pull down door so was private. Without a response he grabbed his back and said lead the way, pulling my pants up I take him up the road and lead him down the car park entrance as I put my code in as the door opens he follows me closly. Walking down the concrete hallway I get to my door and open the roller door as he walks inside and I mention I have a cot set up at the back I usually come down here to get away from the housemate and have my own space, toys and lube my laptop is there with porn on it. Grinning at me he drops his bag and starts to get naked as he gets to his underwear and looks at me and asks if I want another fucking, grinning I start to strip and get down on all fours over the cot as I feel him behind me rubbing my hole. He mentions he hasn’t any more rubbers and I don’t have any he says “I could just fuck you raw, I promise I wont cum in you” my head in two places as I simply nod and confirm “you wont cum in me??” Nodding he spits on his cock and I notice it slides in easier this time, I feel very wet all of a sudden, grunting as he slides in deep hearing him sigh as he starts fucking me in a steady rythem, “Once I cum it takes me a while to cum again” hr groans as he keeps fucking, I push back as I enjoy the senstion of letting him fuck me raw, the thought of him raw turning me on. He continually spits on his cock and keeps me lubed up. We mustve been fucking for at least 30 mins and at about that mark I feel him shudder as he slides in deep and takes a minute. “Are you ok?” I mention as I feel his cock throb in me as he moans softly. “Yeah pig just catching my breath” he starts fucking again, I feel very wet and can feel something dripping down my hole down my legs, putting it down to spit and sweat I push back, another 15 mins later he stops and sighs again as he calls me a dirty pig as his cock throbs, telling me to be still or he will cum… few minutes later he starts fucking again this time harder and rougher making me whimper as he snarls at me. “Dirty fucking faggot taking my nasty homeless cock, I wanna blow my load in ya guts pigs, where do you want my nasty fucking homeless load you faggot?” He growls. Thinking he is roleplaying I push back and beg him to cum, “fuck me harder, fuck this faggot, blow your load all over my hole or my face” grunting as I feel his speed pick up. “Beg me to dump it in you pig” hr grunts as he spits on my face. Confused and starting to feel my hole tense up shooting pains down my legs “please, don’t cum in me… cum on my face or down my throat” whimpering “Yeah you want my load in ya don’t ya faggot” he grunts as he slams deeper “No, not in me please” I whimper as I try to pull forward Hearing him growl as he slams forward and strains as I feel his cock throb in me yet again as he growls “yeahhhhh take my nasty homeless load faggot fuckkk yeahhhhhhhh” he cooes. He lets go of me as he pulls out, I turn around shocked he looks at me and says “fuck that was hot” he grins. “You said you wouldn’t cum in me” I say shakily as I go to stand up. “Sorry I couldn’t help myself, you felt so good and I just lost control, how about you go up grab the smokes and come back and have a drink and get more aqauntied with my cock pig” he smiles Looking at him, he looked ok, so I grabbed my jeans and pulled them up, leaving him in the garage I go up the elevator to my floor, opening up to loud music and a few people I didn’t know. There were a few of the bears from the bar I had been drinking at. Smiling at me as I return the smiles and nod my head as I beeline it towards my room, grabbing a drink along the way and quenching my parched throat to the sweet nector of the drink. Pushing my way into my room as I close the door halfway as I go searching for my stash. Looking around I don’t notice as one of the guys come in. He coughs slightly and says eveing to me as I turn around shocked and startled. Grinning at me I ease as I return the evening and ask him if he is having fun. “I was having fun shame as I was looking for you at the bar but you had disappeared that was over an hour ago, where did you wonder off too, givin ive just seen you come back here now and been here for a while myself” he mentions as he steps closer. “I stopped and got some air and kinda hooked up” I grin as I blush at him. “Hooked up hey…… wouldn’t have been with that homeless guy in the parking lot on the way here would it” he smirks at me, shocked as I blushed harder as he steps up to me and pushes his hand down the back of jeans as he touches my wet arse. “Ohhh and he loaded ya too did he” he grunts as he slips his finger inside me as I reach out and grab his furry arm to steady myself as I whimper “He did, he fucked me a few times but came in me once…. By accident” I whimper as he undoes my belt and button and pulls my zipper down. “Accident… sure…. He probably blew in you more than the once, he is known for that” he grins as he fingers my sloppy hole harder as he manuvures me over the bed on all fours as I hear him unzip himself. “No need for a rubber then if he has already bred ya is there pig? He looks down at me as I look behind and see a fat uncut 7 inch thicker than the homeless cock protruding out his fly. Rubbing his cock over my arse I whimper as he pushes forward he reaches down and places his hand over my mouth as he thrusts his hips forward hard as his cock lodges and splits me open. Muffled screaming into his hand it didn’t take long for my arse to stretch and the pain gave way to pleasure as he started fucking me. Grunting and gruffing as he sweated over me pushing his cock deeper inside me. The door opened and in walked another guy I remembered from the bar, he closed the door and locked it behind me as he sauntered over to the bed and unzipped himself as he crawled up onto the bed and presented me with his 6 inch fat thick cock cock hairy half way up his cock a thick bush at the base and so sweaty he pushes his cock on my lips as I open and he rams his cock in me. They start talking to each other so casual as if I werent there being dicked by em on my bed with a group of people right outside the door. “You heading out after this to the next party Chav?” The guy behind me fucking me spoke to the one down my throat. “Yeah, gunna see Dave and the others and decide what to do from there, prob head to the Den and loose another load if I feel up for it, by the way your doing him raw? The guy down my throat spoke back. “Yeah doing him raw, you know Baz the homeless guy he has already dumped a load, well prob a few knowing him, so no need for rubbers now who knows what he has right” the guy fucking me replies as he picks up and starts fucking hard, feeling his heavy nuts slap mine as I listen to the conversation and break out in a cold sweat worrying myself. “Awwww yeah im gunna nut in him, you can fuck him after im done bud” as he grabs my hips and digs his fingers into my hips and pulls me back on his cock as he lodges himself in me, feeling his throbbing cock at my 2nd entrance pumping his batter inside me. My muffled groans as I gag on the guys cock as I feel the guys load pump inside my guts. He withdraws as he walks around to the side of the bed as the guy pulls out my mouth and moves behind me. I get the cum coated cock shoved in my mouth as he tells me to clean him up as his mate slides easily into my cum coated arse. “Fuck he is wet, I bet the guy blew a few loads in him now your load fuck it feels good. Not gunna last long will add my nasty load and we can bail” the guy who had just face fucked me and now pumping away at my arse. I suck the guys cock cleaning his greasy cum covered prick as he sneers at me. “Yeah you dirty fuck, guess there really isnt a need to wear rubbers anymore, you let a homeless guy fuck you you pig who knows what the fuck he has” he leers at me as I shudder as I feel his mate grinding harder at my arse as he starts groaning feeling him push harder into me as he unloads. The cock slides out my mouth and my arse at the same time, groaning as I collapse on the bed panting. Watching them pull their pants up and ignore me as they leave the room talking about their next plans for the night. The door quietly half closes. Its only a few minutes and this fat chubby older guy would have been about 55 yrs old comes in and closes and locks the door as he looks at me, im half dozing so I smile and mumble something not even trying to cover up. He grabs a cup that was on my night table something alcoholic as he passes it to me and tells me to drink it all. Happily gulping down the mixture as I feel him move behind me. “They did you raw?” He asks as his thick finger slightly grazes my cummy tender hole, shuddering as I nod. “Its been so long since ive fucked raw, not many let me these days” he almost whispers as I watch him with his other hand move his zipper down as he slides his fingers inside his zipper and starts playing with himself. Without speaking I spread my legs and stay face down, the alcohol kicking back in as my head spins. I hear him drop his pants as he gets on top and I feel his thick cock force inside me as I gasp. “Fuck yeah you pig, let daddy inside you. Naughty faggot son letting those men breed you, you know they aint clean right. Your chute filled with nasty dirty seed and now letting daddy knock you up with his bugged cock” he growls as he grinds his hips and starts hitting that spot as I grown and push my arse back to meet his thrusts. Grunting on top of me, he gives me a good few minutes of solid fucking. Suddenly he moans a really deep gutteral groan and I can feel his cock throbbing as he unloads. Once done he pulls out and pulls his pants back on as he walks around my side I see the tattoo just above his pubic bone as he tucks his shirt in of a bio hazard symbol with a scorpian over the symbol. He pats my head and tells me Im a good pig for letting him nut in me but I shouldve gotten him to rubber up, however he is grateful I didn’t. Smiling at me he takes his leave. Looking at the clock, I realise ive been up here for almost an hour and taken 3 raw loads and almost forgot about the homelss guy. I reach for my clothes as I dress myself groaning as I feel the cum leak out of me. I grab the smokes and slip out of my unit to the elevators and back down to the garage. I walk into my unit and I hear talking and walk in on the homeless guy who fucked me and two other hairy scruffy older blocks, sitting there in their sweaty jocks obviosly waiting for me.. One of them speaks “Finally he is here. I get to go first” he states as he looks at me. What Have I gotten myself into? I start trembling……

Brian’s dad didn’t tell me anything except to show up at an address right after practice. I was trembling from nervousness and too much fear as I opened the door to the house and went inside. I hadn’t showered and changed with the other guys like I usually did, too afraid of being late and what it might mean. What kind of punishment was there going to be? I know I messed up. My parents couldn’t know I had a nudity magazine in my bag, I’d get a whipping and grounded for who knows how long. Worse than that, the disappointment in their eyes because I’d failed them was something that made me fall asleep crying last night. If only I hadn’t brought my older brother’s Penthouse with me to the church retreat so that I could show Brian. Brian was always talking about girls, and pussy, and sex. I remember being very shocked at how direct and straightforward he was about sex, not to mention the dirty words he used. We weren’t supposed to be lustful or profane, Bishop Jacob said it was a sin. Brian didn’t go to my school. He was a senior, like me, and his birthday was just one day earlier than mine, but we were in the same Ward. The church had thrown a double birthday party for us to celebrate our 18th together. We were now men, adults, and for a whole month I felt proud and grown up. Then Brian’s dad caught us with the Penthouse, whispering and huddled close together with a flashlight in the Worship Room down the hall from where we were supposed to be sleeping. I thought he’d be angry and punish us right there, but he didn’t. He leafed through the magazine standing right in front of us sitting on the floor, every now and then uttering a ‘hmmmmm’ or a ‘okay…I see.’ I know he’d never seen one of THOSE magazines before. The elders of the church didn’t sin like we did. Brian’s dad was standing a foot away only in his holy garments and I couldn’t help seeing them push outward as he expressed his disapproval. Bishop Jacob or the elders, mostly the elders, would gather the young men before church every Wednesday night and Sunday morning, to encourage us to empty our hearts of sin. They’d always let us do it individually, knowing it would be embarrassing to speak of those things in the group. I don’t know what the others would say, except Brian, but I used up all my time talking about Rebecca Thompson and how she wore shirts that were too tight for her big breasts, and how that tempted me but that I was resisting temptation every day. Elder Peter would always ask “were you aroused by this?” In a soft voice I would have to reply truthfully “Yes.” “Were you fully aroused, or only slightly?” He would ask. Ashamed, I would answer “Fully, Elder.” “And did you spill your seed?” The answer changed every week. Sometimes I could control myself, but sometimes just fidgeting my legs meant my seed came forth before I could stop it. I would have to describe it to Elder Peter, the urges and the way my dick wouldn’t go down, and how pushing my legs together seemed to help and make it worse at the same time, until I knew my seed was going to squirt out into my pants in class, and he would scowl. And on those occasions Elder Peter would administer my punishment on my bared butt over his lap. Before he let me up, he would make me promise to resist the temptation of Rebecca’s young full breasts, straining the fabric of her blouses and shirts, and that I wouldn’t let my throbbing penis control my thoughts when I squeezed my legs together until I spurted my young seed wastefully, which often meant I became aroused again. Fortunately, my arousal was pressed firmly against Elder Peter’s legs so he didn’t know. Resisting the temptation of sin was so difficult. Sometimes even the warmth of Elder Peter’s muscular leg against my dick threatened to push me into ejaculation again. Sin and temptation was everywhere. God had no idea what nightmare he created. But Elder Peter was not unusual. I received punishment from almost all the Elders for my sins. Brian’s dad was the nicest one. He always said the pain of the punishment was intended to remind me that lusting was sinful, and that I should remember the pain every time I started to think about females and their bodies. He would take the time to rub my sore butt to ease the sting while he spoke to me kindly about how men would only enjoy sexual thoughts with their wives after they were married, and that men must be strong. He would then tell me that he knew I was a good boy who was trying, and that I could come to him if I needed to. He would rub over my back and butt gently and soothingly while he talked softly about how important it was that we don’t lust for women. Of course I would tell Brian what had happened after each occasion. And Brian would tell me about his. Brian was far more daring than I could ever be and sometimes I think he just made stuff up to shock the Elders. “I told Elder Carl that I put peanut butter on my dick and made my dog lick it off. Oh man, he was mad, he swatted me for a half hour. He made me take all my clothes off and straddle the chair backwards so my ass hung off the seat, and he lit into me. Both cheeks, and the middle.” Brian laughed talking about it. “Fuck, dude… I swear he was enjoying it, running his hand over my big meaty cheeks and asshole. I think Elder Carl likes my ass.” Brian was a little bigger than me, but we were both hefty guys. Both linebackers on our respective teams in high school. “You have a huge target, man.” I told him. “Yeah, that’s why I don’t care. Only my dad is big enough to make me feel it when he goes in with a swat. The other Elders are pussies. They think I give a shit if they whack my ass? I can barely feel it. I put that beast out there and let them go to town. And man, they fuckin’ hate it when I talk about cock and pussy. I told Elder David I got a blowjob from Donna Tempano and he beat my ass until he couldn’t breathe. He seriously had to stop because he couldn’t breathe. That was hilarious. I wore his ass out, he didn’t get close to wearing my ass out. Not this ass.” Brian was way cooler than I could ever be. But he could afford to be, his dad was an Elder in the church. He didn’t have anything to lose. So I walked down the dark hallway with trepidation. If Brian said his dad was the only one who could make him feel a punishment, I know I was in for big trouble. Someone waited there at the end of the hallway, but I couldn’t tell who it was. They wore a white robe, and a mask that covered everything but their mouth. “Penitent Michael, have you come to absolve your sins?” He asked. His voice was deep. I didn’t recognize it, but I was surprised. I thought Elder Robert, Brian’s dad would be the one to punish me. “Uh, yes.” I said. “Enter and join the other Penitents.” He said. Other…? Part of me was relieved that I wasn’t the only one, but the other part was dreading that my sins would be revealed to others. I took a deep breath, and straightened my spine to it’s full 6’3” height. I would take my punishment like a man. I pushed my way through the curtained doorway to see a room shrouded in darkness and candlelight. A hand came from the side immediately and stopped me. “You will disrobe.” He said. Another robed figure, with a mask. But the voice sounded familiar even though I couldn’t place it. I hesitated only a couple seconds before stripping off my sweat soaked cutoff tee shirt without arms I wore for practice, and my high cut nylon shorts. I left my jockstrap on for the moment while I kicked off my cleats and pulled my sweaty socks from my size 12 feet. Damn, that felt good getting out of my footgear. I took a moment to flex my long toes. The concrete floor was cold, but felt great. “Join the other Penitents.” The voice said. I hadn’t taken off my jock, but was grateful they didn’t want me to strip it off. That would be weird. I looked around and saw four other guys my age kneeling before a raised dais. There seemed to be a space for me, and walking up I could barely make out Brian’s huge form kneeling in his jockstrap. I scooted in next to him. “Hey Bri.” I whispered. He turned his head just a bit and I caught a grin on his handsome face. “Hey Mike.” Heck, if Brian was here, I’d be fine. I wasn’t nervous anymore. The church had its secret ceremonies. If Brian was here, we’d do this together. I had noticed as I had walked up in the dim light that the other guys were also in jockstraps. Maybe we were going to be inducted into some special sports brotherhood of the church, which was incredibly cool. I’d always thought the church was kind of wimpy even though it was necessary for my everlasting holy soul and my bond with God. I know we heavily supported the cub scouts and Boy Scouts, and were involved in National Parks, State Parks, and many things outdoors and manly…but the central church part was not very tough and rugged. Yeah, sure, there was the part about men being in control and making the decisions…but we had more accountants and lawyers to boast of than firemen and woodsmen. So, a special church brotherhood of sports guys was going to be cool as sh—- well, really cool. “Are we going to be punished?” I whispered quickly while ten white robed figures assembled on the dais in front of us, standing tall and serious with their white masks that covered everything but their mouths and eyes. “Better.” Was all Brian said, smiling. We waited for a half a minute and I tried not to fidget. “You didn’t shower?” Brian asked, obviously catching a whiff of my heady scent after an intense practice. “No time.” I shot back. “I didn’t want to be late. I was last one here as it was.” “Yeah, I can smell the testosterone coming off you, bro.” He snorted. I leaned slightly towards him and inhaled. “You’re one to talk, you smell as bad as me.” He shrugged. “My natural scent. All man.” He turned slightly and winked at me which made me grin. “Men smell like men. Oh fuck.” His words made me dart my eyes to the dais, where a muscular man strode barefoot past the robed and masked figures. He wore a mask too, but otherwise only a small loincloth. “Bishop Jacob.” Brian whispered. “He’s fuckin stacked, bro.” I guess that was news to both of us. Even though he wore the same mask as the others, Bishop Jacob was easy to discern. In services he stretched his clothes near to splitting when we saw him and it was a point of pride for our Ward that he was a competitive bodybuilder, especially among the younger members who were jocks like Brian and I. We loved Bishop Jacob. And I hated when I had to admit my sins to him. But Bishop Jacob never made me feel bad about my sins, he would administer my punishment lightly, with a gentle hand and a gentle voice, and then he would hold me to his chest while he kindly told me that good men did not view women as sex objects, that they were to be honored as the bearers of our children, as vessels of our love and support. And that we should seek to have sex with women only to bear children to honor their purpose under God. That men have baser urges which if they couldn’t control, had less sinful outlets. Bishop Jacob was incredible. I know he was 40 years old, but he had a body I dreamed of having. Linebackers weren’t necessarily stacked and cut. We were big boys, meaty, muscly, thick and driven to plow, like draft horses. Bishop Jacob had a narrow waist, and a thick deep chest, with shoulders piled on like clouds on a mountain. His legs flared out from his loincloth as wide as his waist. Damn, my big old body could never be as tight as his, coach wanted me to eat everything I could. I know Brian was thinking the same thing, even though he wore a size 34 waist a size lower than mine. And Brian’s butt was bigger and beefier than mine, at least I thought so. I had wide and long glutes, where his were probably half as long as mine and narrower which made them bubble out. But Bishop Jacob, when he turned to the left, then the right in his loincloth, his glutes were like boulders on his huge thighs. He was saying something to the robed figures above us, but I couldn’t hear. “Man, Bishop Jacob is a beast!” I said. “Yeah, man.” Brian whispered. “He keeps telling me I can’t do bodybuilding until I’m older, because my young body isn’t done growing yet, but I can’t wait.” “Really? Can we look like him?” I breathed. “He says yes, but it’s a lot of hard training. But we both have scholarships to play, so he says we’re not on the bodybuilding track and should follow the football training because we’ll do better with that. But still…” “Yeah. Girls would go crazy for us if we looked like that…”. I said. “Right, bro?” He shot back. Not like either of us were hurting for girls, but we weren’t going with just any girl, especially if they weren’t with the church. Well, I know Brian had gotten involved with a couple girls that weren’t but he said they weren’t worth it, that his parents messed it all up. Our whispered conversation was interrupted when Bishop Jacob spoke. “Penitents, you are here because each of you have expressed difficulty with sexual needs, and because each of you has now become a man. As young men, many transgressions can be forgiven. The road to becoming a man is difficult and there are many temptations. You five have shown that you cannot manage and control your temptations. The time is past when such youthful temptations can be forgiven.” I was horrified to see that Bishop Jacob looked directly at Brian, and then at me. I just about peed in my jockstrap. I don’t know what I would do if Bishop Jacob was disappointed in me. He held our gaze for a full three seconds. Then he breathed deep, and the shadows from the candlelight played across his defined abdominal muscles, forcing his Adonis belt to thrust out. “BUT!” He said in a loud voice, which made me jerk in fright. “You all can undergo the Ceremony of Manhood, IF YOU CHOOSE, and be born anew as men, to carry the burden that all men carry. The burden is heavy. We carry the burden so that our women, our children, will not have to carry it. Such is the weight we bear. The men before you have carried the burden, as God decreed. In the Garden of Eden, Eve brought sin to Mankind. Because of that Original Sin, it is Man that must bear the weight. When Christ died on the cross, he bore the weight of Mankind’s sin. Can we, as Men, do any less?” The robed and masked figures bowed their heads and clasped their hands in front of their chests. “We cannot escape the punishment for our sins.” The strong, muscular naked body of Bishop Jacob intoned. It appeared like he had oiled himself so that his muscles reflected the scant candlelight, and deepened the shadows where it danced. I thought he looked like a God. I think he shaved his body, which was beautiful, and mesermerizing. “And we will all sin. It is in our nature.” I was entranced. He was right. We would sin, we were made to sin, but it was our duty to defend ourselves from sin. To deny it. “You cannot deny it.” He said. What? “You cannot deny sin… after all, Eve’s act by putting her mouth on the apple and taking a bite, eating from the forbidden fruit condemned us all. The only way you could fight it was to stop Eve from committing the act before she succumbed. Once she introduced sin to Mankind, we carry it forever.” I froze. What? “The consequence of Eve’s act, is that we WILL sin.” Bishop Jacob stopped like he’d dropped a sledgehammer. I…. Was that true? In my case, yes, I sinned every day, every week. I tried to be better, but Rebecca and her tits, her tight jeans over her juicy butt… I had bad thoughts. It was wrong. But was it going to ALWAYS be there? Because of Eve? Because she let sin infect Mankind? Oh No. That was bad. Tears began to fall from my eyes. We were all sunk. How? How could we overcome this? It wasn’t the fault of women, I know they were innocent, and should be cherished. Women weren’t Eve, they didn’t cause this. “Brian, why? What can we do?” I asked him, out loud, crying. I know everyone heard, but this was terrible. I could see tears in all their eyes, they felt just as bad. “Listen to the Elders, Mike.” Brian said, confidently. And it was his confidence that calmed me. Bishop Jacob smiled and spread his arms. He looked beautiful, like the Archangel Michael. “We can accept the sin of our brothers, and thus we take the sin from them and deliver it unto Christ and his infinite forgiveness. And then, when we enfold our women and create new souls, our sons and daughters, their sin is less. We can create our children more pure than we have ever been, with less sin in every generation, until we reach the Kingdom of Heaven. It is the duty of EVERY son of Adam to take what sin he can unto himself so that his seed has less sin than he has borne.” Bishop Jacob was so beautiful, so strong, so righteous. Yes! I put my hand out to grasp Brian’s shoulder. “Amen!” I cried, along with Brian and the other three Penitents. I turned, and saw a mirroring huge smile on my friend. So I said, “Brian, I will take your sin, so that you may be pure.” He smiled back, his big bright white and straight teeth flashing me from his handsome blonde head. “Michael, I will take your sin, so that you may be pure.” He said. Then… “bro.” I laughed. And hugged him tight. “Bro. Of course.” I said into his ear. Things moved fast after that, we were approached by two robed figures. I’d already wondered if there were Elders, but who knows. I think they were, and I hoped they were my Elders, because they were all good, strong, capable men who had guided me since I could remember. Brian and I were led to a small room with two… workout benches? Yeah, the ones that you could raise the back for shoulder presses. I still didn’t know which Elders were escorting us. The robes were really big, and the masks didn’t reveal much. “Sit, facing the back.” One of the men said. His voice sounded familiar. I took one workout bench, Brian took the other. Our jock strapped asses easily extended beyond the ten inch fixed seat pad. I wrapped my arms around the upper cushion and looked over at Brian. He darted his eyes down to my ass and flexed his own ass, sticking it further out. I raised my eyebrows, but mirrored his move. Now both our big, meaty glutes were hanging off the small triangular cushion of the workout bench. I could feel the ambient swirling air kiss my exposed asshole hanging just beyond the seat. Brian relaxed his cheek against the upper cushion, looking at me and not blinking. He seemed to be emotionally relaxed. I was in a mood, so it seemed to me like he was looking at me with love. I felt the same. So I did the same. Eye to eye. “Relax. After this, everything is just you and me, bro.” Brian said mysteriously. I smiled. “You and me.” I said. So stupid. So innocent.

Got horny and had been let down by a lad that id been chatting to …said he was on his way then just blocked me…honest if all you want is a wank its fine but don’t waste my time Anyhow horny and its getting late …its a Monday night and drizzly cold. Got a message from an older bloke saying he was going to be walking his dog down by the tow path did I want to suck him off …I said sure and went out. Went to the bridge where he said to meet and there’s a fati-sh bald bear dad 40s/50s? no dog though …score lol …he wanders down a little path away from the canal and rubs his cock through his jeans …a hello mate and im on my knees as he gets his fly open and get a face full of uncut wet cock …get it in my mouth and go to town on him …nice tasty 🙂 Ive got my cock out wanking and he’s pulling my head on to his crotch hitting my gag reflex a few times which seems to get him going …couple of thrusts later and he pulls out and asks if he can fuck me …”please” I say as I stand wiping my wet beard …”get over that” and he points at a but of log …so I get bent over and pull down my joggers getting and brace myself….hes behind me rubbing his wet cock on my hole … then gives me the whole length …fucking glad id lubed up …as he fucked me he’s bent over me pull me on to his knob and wanking me…whispering in my ear “dirty fuck you love dads cock don’t ya” …and yeah I fucking did! Hes building up to cumming and gets me shooting my load on the nettles and that must have done it for him as he unloads in me “fucking hell mate needed that” he pulls out and wipes his cock on some tissues …I get my joggers up and there’s a good amount of cum in my pants from where he’d pulled out …nice lol I ask where’s your dog?….”oh in the car walked him already but he gets excited”. Walk back to the tow path and head home

My first cock was 9”. I thought at the time that was the size of all men. Luckily I was broke in and used by that same cock for many years before I had another man inside of me. Who of course was average size. My first real boyfriend was 10” and I took him with pride. I still do on occasion.

Chapter 20: Tricks and Treats. The 3 way was scheduled to start at 9, and the trick showed up at 8:45, just as Sir was locking the collar on me. We were both naked on the nasty sofa in the room. It was obvious that many had fucked on it before. Once the trick got in, Sir told him to stand in front of us and model, but not take his clothes off until told to do so. The trick was a hot Puerto Rican guy in his late 20s, early 30s. He was wearing a wife beater, which showed off his pecs and pierced nipples. He also had a pair of gym shorts on, and despite his jock strap, they could tell he was getting hard. Sir instructed him to turn around so could see his ass. Once there, Sir told him to bend over and gave it a nice hard slap. His ass was hard as a rock. Sir then told him to turn around and drop just his gym shorts. He was wearing a sexy yellow jock, which told Sir he was likely into watersports. Looks like Sir had a new lesson for me! Sir told the trick to start rubbing his package. After a few minutes Sir told him to stop, and as soon as his turtle was back in its shell, to take his jock off, and present his cock to me He told the trick he was then free to talk to me, but only telling me how he liked his uncut meat sucked. It wasn't long before the trick dropped his jock, and told me to start sucking his cock like a cut cock, telling me to suck on just the foreskin, and to get my tongue indide of it. The trick then told me to pull his massive foreskin down and lick the head of his cock. I was amazed at the amount of foreskin the trick had. I did as instructed and could taste some precum. The trick didn't let me focus on his head for very long before pulling out. Once his turtle went back into its shell, he told me to gently just start sucking on the foreskin. It wasn't long before the trick told me to start chewing on it. He told me to chew softly and first, but gradually increase the chewing and he would tell me when to stop. The boy looked at Sir, and Sir told him to do what the trick said. All I could think was that it must be painful having your foreskin chewed on. It apparently wasnt for the trick as he was moaning in pleasure and his cock started growing and hus foreskin disappearing. After his turtle came our of its shell, the trick instructed me take it to the base. I took him to the base immediately and sucked on him for a few minutes. The trick said good boy, and Sir immediately slapped his face, telling him the only conversation he was to have with him was how to suck an uncut cock. He warned the trick that next time he didn't follow the rules he would either be slapped even harder, or even told to leave. The foolish boy said yes Sir, and was slapped again, this time even harder. He explained that he was only to speak when told to, and 3 strikes and your out. He then asked the trick if he understood and he said yes, and emphasized Sir. Sir told him to continue his lesson. After i sucked the tricks cock to completion, Sir said that he would clean the tricks cock, but instructed me to watch how he worked his mouth and tongue into his foreskin. Sir had an amazingly talented and long tongue. He got his tongue deep inside his foreskin, savoring every last drop of cum under it. Sir then instructed both boys to get on the bed. He went to his trick bag and retrieved two sets of nipple clamps attached with chains to them. He then told the boys he was going to put on a porn, and they were allowed to speak only if they saw something that they wanted to experience. Sir put the nipple clamps on both boys and told us to put the chain in our mouths. Once Sir got between us, he grabbed our heads, pushing then back gently at first. He told us whomever kept the chain in their mouths the longest would have a special privilege. The trick lasted the longest, however it was obvious that both our nipples were wired to our cocks, as we were both now rock hard, as was Sir. Sir said they would continue later, and told the trick to get between his legs and suck his cock. The trick immediately took his position, and Sir reached around and stuck his finger up his pucker. After a few pumps, Sir told me to eat the tricks ass, getting his tongue deep in his ass. Sir then reached behind and pushed two, and then three fingers up the tricks quivering hole. As a reward, Sir told the trick he would get to choose who fucked who. He asked the trick, and he said he wanted Sir to fuck him, but he wanted to fuck me at the same time. Sir smiled and said, good you're not just another greedy bottom. Sir continued by saying he wanted the trick to ride his cock first to get use to its length and girth, but he would get the opportunity to have a triple fuck before he seeded him. The trick straddled Sir with his cock facing him at first. He slowly went down on Sirs cock until all of it was buried in him. He rested some when entirely in, but began bouncing up and down pretty intensly. Sir instructed me to get between his legs and suck on his bouncing balls. Sir then instructed the trick to turn around, and have me suck his cock. He told me to get on the bed doggy style when he felt the trick was ready to fuck me. It didn't take long before I assumed his position and started to get fucked hard by the trick. Sir told the trick to stop pumping while he buried his cock half up his ass. Sir said the trick would be doing all of the work, and that if he wanted his entire cock, he should fuck aggressively in both directions which he did. Not only was Sirs cock buried to the base, the tricks cock was totally in mine. Sir was the first to come, telling the trick when to stop pumping so that Sirs cock was deep inside him. Once Sir unloaded, his cock remained in him, rock hard. He told the trick to unload deep into his boy. Once he did, Sir plugged both their asses, and they continued watching the porn. The porn was a pretty hard core, one with several guys having biohazard tats. Sir was curious if they would ask about the tats, however they didn't, at least not at first. As expected the porn had some pretty hard scenes. Guys getting flogged and paddled, watersports, shaving and electro just to name a few. Sir told both boys to keep their hands off their cocks, but he kept his eyes on them to see what excited them. To his suprise, his boy seemed excited when watching the shaving scene.

Brian! You okay?” Was the only thing I could think of as the robed figure pushed what I could only assume was his hard penis inside my ass. Okay… maybe it came out more like ‘UNNMGGGHHHHH, BBBBBBRRRR….GIUUIUUNNNCHHHHGH, FUUUUUUCCCKKKK.’ My face was pressed (not voluntarily) against the bench back. “Relax, Penitent”. The gruff voice said. “Mmmmmm, It hurts……. “ I cried. It was a long whelping cry, after the first raging painful grunting negation. “That’s the punishment. This is the sin. Do you accept the sin of your brother?” The voice asked. A familiar voice. A comforting voice. “Yes. Yes. YES! I ACCEPT YOUR SIN.” I said, gasping. I know it was Brian’s dad. I would take his sin. I wanted his sin. His sin was worth carrying. “All of my sin? Will you take it? Will you bear it?” He said, gruffly. “Yes, sir I will take your sin. Please, Let me carry your sin.” I said as his thick girth stretched my virgin asshole. I would do this for Brian’s dad, as much as it hurt, gladly, no matter what it cost me. As a man, it was my duty to take this sin inside. I would carry it in my dirty bottom until I could rid myself of it. Brian’s dad grunted and thrust inside my unsullied 18 year old hole because my purity let him dispel the concentrated sin he had built up during his life. I could wipe him clean. For me, an 18 year old virgin without sin, I could take the burden. “Please! Give me your sin! I will take it!” I grunted out to him as he painfully broke inside my virgin hole. “My sin is dirty” He cried, and he sounded bereft. “You are pure, and I don’t know if I can make you carry it.” He said, almost crying, still thrusting up inside of me. Our act was a sin in itself, but I know that’s what this ceremony was intended to contain. If we must sin, let us make sure we keep it among those who can bear it, and release it to Christ. Wow. Brian’s dad had a big penis… a big cock.. Oh Lord forgive me, it hurt. It was so big. It tore my virgin hole, and I knew I must be bleeding even as he used my blood as a lubricant to thrust up deep into my most intimate depths, but he would not be denied, and I would not deny him this opportunity to release the sin he carried. And so I relaxed into the pain, the invasion, the indefensible battering of his brutal thick manhood, letting him take me from behind as I remained pinnned on the upright workout bench. My friend Brian was likewise pinned up against his bench, being gifted by Bishop Jacob. Brian’s face was frozen in ecstasy, and I watched while Bishop Jacob’s thick cock rammed into Brian’s meaty ass over and over again. “We’re so lucky.” Brian grunted as Bishop Jacob punched up into his secret man regions. “We can take way more sin than the other dudes, man.” He said. “We’re tough. “Dude, you and me, we can take all of it.” He smiled. God, he was so handsome. He was right. We could handle more than anyone. Bishop Jacob slammed his hand onto Brian’s face and pinned it to the bench back. Brian grinned and licked his lips. Brian’s dad wrapped his hands around my chest. “Michael, let’s get you turned around.” he said, so gently, with love. “Yes, sir. Whatever you want.” I said. For Brian’s dad I would do anything. Honestly, for any of the Elders I would. It was worth it, it was important. “Good boy.” The Elder said. Once I was turned around, Brian’s dad shoved his fat dick back inside me. “Mmmmmmm.” He groaned. “Once Brian’s mom knew, she divorced me.” He said. “That’s not easily done in the church.” As his thick, long cock forced its way into my poor 18 year old virgin hole, I found it difficult to make conversation. Brian’s dad leaned down and put his face to mine. “It’s okay”. He said then leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I felt relief. Elder Robert, Brian’s dad, was a major figure in the church. I needed to be here for him. I could take his sin, his confession, his pain. And part of me said I could be there for him whenever he needed, to erase, to absolve, to relieve, to take the sin he built up. And so I told him, with my big linebacker legs pulled wide and up so he could thrust his thick cock inside me. “I will take it for you. Please. Give it to me.” He looked at me, his eyes nearly filled with tears. “It’s more than you should bear, Michael.” He said, his voice breaking. “It’ is my shame, A sin no one should bear.” As he thrust into me, the sin already complete, I breathed. “I will share your sin. Please.” “You have to understand.” His thrusts were gentle. They were slow, but fully deep. “I’ve tried to keep Brian from the worst of it, but he’s wild.” It was excruciating, he pulled all the way out, then pushed ALL the way back inside, to the balls. Brian’s dad had a HUGE cock. Mostly normal at the head and middle, but shaped like a traffic cone, so the base was thicker than a baked potato. “It’s not for me to bring him into the secret brotherhood. But you can help him.” I grunted and gasped. “Unnngggghhhh” I grunted as he thrusted. My ass was on fire and it hurt so bad. But he needed it so badly that I pulled my legs back to let him push into me as much as he needed to. “Michael, will you let me gift you with my seed?” He was struggling with what he had to do. Why? He had to know I would accept his sin. If he let his seed flow into me, that was why we were here, to allow his sin to dilute to the next generation. “Yes! Let me take your seed. I will take your sin, Sir and take it as many times as you need.” I said. I was not expecting Brian’s dad to kiss me then, but as I felt him giving me his precious seed he forced his mouth upon mine and we shared the deepest kiss of pure emotion I have ever felt. I am sure God himself saw that kiss, and approved. Soon after that, Brian’s dad and Bishop Jacob traded places, and if I was shocked by Brian’s dad fucking his son, it didn’t have a lot of mental room to consider any of that as Bishop Jacob was kind enough to give me four of his sins. And when Bishop Jacob kissed me, I felt like I was floating in the arms of God himself.

Condoms - instant pass as soon as I see one. Twinks - I prefer guys with mileage that know what they are doing. TBH anything else just depends on my mood. Sometimes I want to watch a gang scene other times I really want to see just two guys enjoy each other in the filthiest ways. And I completely agree with NLbear above, cum belongs in a hole.

Just another old story I found, not sure who wrote, but wish there was more. ========================================================= Keith stopped dead in his tracks. Two of the beefiest, sexiest bears were ambling down the street and they were causing his lust glands to go into overdrive. Big balls rolled lazily around in their crotches as they strolled along, their jeans snug enough to outline fat sausages, both pointing left. It was the summer of 2005 and a young and innocent Keith was visiting Palm Springs for the first time during Pride. Needless to say, the place was awash in Horny men of all types and ages. And of corse most of them had HIV. Kieth tried not to be so obvious but he was totally overcome with lust and desire, and he just had to see their butts. He was not disappointed. Both were full and firm and plump, like rock hard half moons covered in a layer of butter fat. He watched the up and down jiggle and daydreamed about man muff diving. Would they be hairy or smooth, pale or tanned? He was so lost in his day dream he hardly noticed the bears turn back. Keith snapped out of his daydream when one of the big bears wrapped a meaty paw around the hard on that was stretching Keith's trousers and gave it a squeeze. 'What have we here?' the big bear asked. 'S--So--Sorry.' Keith stammered. He looked around nervously to see if anyone could see what was happening, but the street was empty. 'You've got nothing to be sorry for.' the other bear said. 'That's one mighty fine piece of meat you got there.' Keith smiled and relaxed. 'You think so?' he asked. 'Absolutely.' the guy who had squeezed his cock replied. 'Want to come back to our place and fuck?' The bluntness of the Question floored the teenaged Keith as his cock throbed and leaked some precum. All too soon, Keith skipped along after the two hot studs. The one with the blue eyes was named Max, while the one with the sexy brown eyes went by the name of Cameron. He was now free to drink in the delicious sight of their big, beefy asses bouncing along as they walked in front of him, happy in the knowledge that soon he would be exploring those hot cracks. But Keith got a bit of a shock. As soon as they arrived home the bears led Keith into the garden and gave him a beer. He was sitting there, enjoying his beer, when suddenly they both whipped out their fat cocks and started hosing him down with their steaming piss. His clothes were soaked and he was about to protest when the feelings this new sensations caused started to get to him. The musk of the piss and the heat invaded his mind as he relaxed. He dimly heard Max grunt. “Fuck that’s a lot of hot POZ Piss on him, it looks good. Keith’s cock grew instantly hard when he heard that. He was about to ask if he had heard correctly when another stream of Piss started from the two bears. Like a stag in the rutting season, he lost himself in it and soon He whipped out his own cock and let their warm piss rain down on it as he pulled the heavy foreskin covered hood back. The warmth trickled over his sensitive cock and balls, driving him absolutely wild. Cameron finished first. His fat cock was still hanging out as he started to remove Keith's shoes and socks. Keith helped him get rid of his jeans and sat back down to catch the last of Max's flow. Both the men started to get hard now and Max pulled Keith to his feet and devoured his cock. In one swift movement it was buried to the root. Once more unable to say anything, Keith heard Max grunt. “Theres a good boy, feed your negative boy cock to my husband and your going to make him very happy.” He said as Cameron's fingers now probed Keith's crack, working some lube into his asshole. It was all happening too fast, and yet Keith felt powerless to stop it. He knew that both of them must be POZ now, he had read stories online and had jacked off thinking about it, but it was always just a fantasy. Now with two hot beefy bears next to him, he faced the reality of hot hot a cock infected with HIV was. Part of him wanted to explore they’re big, beautiful, hairy bodies. To sensually and slowly pleasure and be pleasured by them. But another part just wanted to be used by the big guys, wanted to give his body to their Infected dicks and become their toy. Cameron's flared mushroom cap of a cock rubbed against Keith's lubed up pucker and sent a shiver down the horny twink's spine. This was what it was all about, that first feel of an HIV infected cock on his assring. No matter how good dildos and vibrators were, nothing could beat a real live twitching, precum spitting bulging cock. Cameron took his time, rubbing his poison cock against Keith's pulsing asshole, slowly leaking slimy TOXIC discharge for a good five minutes before he began to slide in. Keith cried out in delight and lost his first load down Max's throat. “Theres a good boy, pump out your negative load and get read to take Daddies Pozitive Dick.” Max came off him with a smile. “Mmm yeah, negative cum always tastes so sweet and pure!” He said and licked his lips and watched his lover plow into Keith's sexy bubble butt. Cameron bent the younger man over one of the garden chairs and began to plow the boy much harder. “It is sweet, but he’s not going to be negative too much longer.” He grunted as his hand reached down to Keith's cock and found it was soon hard again so he started to stroke it. “Looks like our boy here is ok with that seeing how hard he is. That making your dick hard? Having an infected dick up your ass?” He said as Keith looked around for Max, hoping for another blow. Instead he saw the other bronze muscle bear lubing his ass. Max then spread a blanket on the picnic table and came and whispered in Cameron's ear. “How about we milk out his last negative load together, lets milk him together, my TOXIC ass and your TOXIC dick.” Max said with an evil grunt. Cameron licked his lips. “Fuck yeah, lets POZ him up together.” Cameron pulled out of Keith's ass and lay down on the table. Keith was at first disappointed to see Max go sit on Cameron's cock. But then Max lay down with his back to Cameron's stomach. 'Come over here neg boy stick your cock in my hole.’ Max told the boy. Keith, able to talk for the first time, was trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened. ‘You guys are both really Positive aren’t you? You both have HIV?’ He said, staring at the hole of Max as if hypnotized. ‘Fuck yeah we are.’ Cameron said slowly sliding in and out of his partner in crime. ‘I got infected ten years ago, and then made sure Max joined me. We both been sharing our strain ever since then.’ He said as he grunted. Max, his ass up and enjoying the fuck gave a moan and spoke up as well. ‘Best thing that ever happen to us boy, no more fear or doubt or worries. So come over here and stick your dick in my POZ ass next to his POZ Dick, and lets see if you can join us as a POZ son!” He said as Keith watched, stroking his dick, a tiny voice told him this was a bad idea, that doing something os risky and dangerous was wrong, but before he could stop himself, his cock made the choice for him. Keith approached and gingerly started to slide his cock in alongside Cameron's fat sausage. How the hell could one asshole handle two cocks, Keith wondered. But then the blissful sensation of rubbing up along the length of Cameron's cock while enveloped by Max's hot ass overwhelmed him. His brain shut down. There was no time for idle thoughts now; all he wanted to do was fuck. It was like having a mutual jerk off, blowjob and fuck all at the same time. Keith closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and stroked. Each stroke took him closer and closer to the edge. He tried to focus on his strokes, counting them in a desperate attempt not to shoot. The two bears could see him fighting back the well of cum and orgasm building in his balls and in his brains. Suddenly Keith let out a moan and started shivering and he knew it was all over. He bit his lip and emptied his balls while his whole body seemed to convulse in orgasmic ecstasy as Max squeezed his ass. ‘Yeah boy! Empty your load into Daddy Max! Give me all that sweet untainted negative seed and let me milk you of every drop!” The bear grunted and squeezed more. Keith’s cock went limp but it was wedged in place by Cameron's cock. He tried to pull out, but Cameron wrapped an arm around him. ‘Oh no you don’t boy, time for this Daddy Bear to bath your dick in his infected juices!” He said and lunged forward. Keith’s whimpered and squirmed as his tender dick was now squeezed both by the axe and the throbbing cock mashed tightly against his own. Cameron grunted and snorted like a pig in heat as he pumped out surge after surge of his tainted DNA. Keith felt the seed squirting and mixing with his own, feeling as if he would pass out from the sensation. Eventually Camerons orgasm faded as he slowly churned his load up against Keiths. ‘WOO YAH! Nice big load of my INFECTED seed in your guts Max, nice tainted cum to baptist our new boys dick in some fresh POZ Spooge!’ He said as max kept his hole tight, not letting a drop leak out. ‘Fuck yeah, but you both shot your loads, it’s time for me to blast my INFECTED seed, and there’s only one place I wanna feel it go.” He said as he slowly began to get up. As he did, Cameron knowing what his partner had in mind, gently pulled Keith down on the towel, sliding his dripping dick out, but trying to make sure Keith still kept his in side. Soon Max was onto of Keith and looked down at the boy like a Predator ready to devour its Prey. ‘How do you feel boy? Your dick is in a POZ hole, marinating in POZ seed, most guys would be scared and running away, but your dick is already starting to get hard again” Max said, squeezing his ass around the cock still inside him. Keith whimpered and looked up at the bear dominating over him, smelling his stink of sweat and loving it. ‘I, I feel good, I should be scared, but, oh fuck, I want more.’ He said as he laid back on the towel, feeling the grass under it and the warm Pal Spring sun. ‘Thats what I want to hear boy’ Max said as he finally got up, letting the kids dick slid out. As he did, he pushed out a hefty load of the cum inside, letting it cover Keiths cock. Before Keith could think about it, Cameron came up and started stroking it, rubbing all the mixed seed around his cock and balls. Keith knew that half of the seed would be POZ and infected, but he was feeling too good to stop it and Cameron continued to stroke him rubbing the cum around, sliding his finger around Keiths mushroom head to make sure some got inside. As he did so, Max hefted the kids Legs up. ‘Here we go, POZ seed on you dick, and soon POZ seed up your guts boy. This is what you need now and we are going to give it to you!” He said as Max’s fat plump vein covered bear dick began to slowly slide over Keiths ass hole. Max moaned trying to resist the urge to slam in all at once. But he wanted Keith to enjoy and to make sure he felt pleasure from getting POZ dick and POZ cum. Cameron began to help by moving his hands to Keiths nipples and begin to slowly stroke and pull them. A moan quickly followed as the two Muscle bears grinned. ‘Looks like our new boy has his tits wired right to his dick. Going to be fun making him twitch as he takes his new Daddies cock.’ Cameron said, still cum on his hands that he used it on Keith nipples, swirling his fingers around the boys tits. ‘Fuck yeah, work those tits and I’ll work this ass’ Max said as he started to push in. He had spent close to five minutes gently anointing Keiths hole with his TOXIC discharge and had relaxed enough to finally gain entry. The fat tip of his cock pushed in first, Keith whimpered and tried to pull back for an instant as Cameron held him down. The pain passed quickly and soon Keith was moaning as the fat infected cock of the Muscle Bear Max was pushing deeper into his guts. ‘Feeling good boy?’ Said Max as he fucked slowly. ‘Oh fuck yes, ugh, yes Sir.’ ‘Call me Daddy Max’ ‘Yes Daddy Max, it feels so good inside me.’ ‘Yeah boy? You like having infected POZ dick up your boy hole?’ Max said, flexing his dick to make it throb, knowing it was nestled up against the boys prostate. Keith moaned instantly. ‘OH! Yes Daddy Max, I love it! Please fuck me!’ With the words said, Max pushed forward and soon punched his infected bear dick deep into the hunger hole of the now moaning Twink. The hole blossomed open, ready to accept it’s new role as a taker of infected seed. As Max worked his HIV Positive dick into the boys hole. Cameron had moved around and was stroking his own POZ cock back to hardness, slowly pushing it into Keiths face. The boy instinctively began trying to lick and suck on the tip as Cameron continued to pull on Keiths nipples, making him buck and moan. Soon Max was pushing harder inside and with a sudden shiver and gone all the way. ‘There we are, Balls deep, I can’t wait to fill his hole up. I think he has the makings of a beautiful new POZ Son for us. What do you Say Cameron?’ ‘I say I agree, He already has my INFECTED seed swimming down into his dick. Before the day is done I think we really will be making him pregnant. I have wanted a new POZ Son, make a family all joined by my Strain.” Cameron said as Keith let out a huge grunting moan. ‘What do you say boy? Ready to become our new POZ Son?’ Max said, his big hands caressing the trembling teenager. ‘Fuck I Feel so good, I want this, I want to get pozzed!’ Keith shouted as pushed back as far as he could on Max’s big positive cock. The two bears looked at each other and knew the time was right. Max started to fuck faster and wrapped his beefy arms around the boy in a massive tight hug. ‘Thats it boy, relax and let your new Daddies POZ you up, Welcome to the Family.’

I went to the bathhouse for the first time, and even though I was nervous, I still had a good time and got a number of loads. My mentor wasn't able to take me as he's traveling at the moment, but he encouraged me to go on my own and sort of walked me through how things usually work. I was mostly nervous of running into someone I might know, as I'm not really out. I decided to go on a weeknight when it was less busy just to sort of ease into things and get a feel for how it all worked. I got to the bathhouse in the evening and rented a small room instead of a locker, just in case so that I'd have a place to relax and collect myself. I stripped and put on a towel, put the key around my arm, and started exploring. There was a hot tub, shower area, wet and dry steam room, and a gym. There was also public play area towards the back - I went in to take a look but it was pretty dark and sort of stood there to let my eyes adjust when someone wordlessly put their hand on my ass. It startled me and I jumped before turning around. I must have had a 'deer in headlights' look, because the man asked me if I was okay, to which I replied that it was my first time and was just a bit nervous. He asked if I wanted to come back to his room and he could show me a good time, to which I agreed. He led me back to his room and dropped his towel, exposing a nice ~7-inch cock, moderately thick with an upward curve - he was already hard. He saw how my eyes fixated on his cock, and, with a twinkle in his eye, he said "I was going to ask but I can see what you want." He gently guided me onto my knees and I started sucking his cock. "That's it, that's a good boy," he moaned, as I worked his dick with my mouth. "You like sucking Daddy's cock, don't you, boy?" I moaned in the affirmative. "Good boy. You're just a beautiful little faggot aren't you?" The magic words. I nodded my head while still working his cock. He abruptly pulled me up off the floor, and had me get on the bed on all fours. He started eating my ass out, and before long, had lined up his cock against my hole and pushed in. "Oh god," I breathlessly moaned, my heart pounding. There's just something so psychologically (and physically) hot about that first bareback insertion. Feeling a raw cock slide inside me for the first time sends my brain spinning with all sorts of thoughts - horniness and lust, vulnerability, feeling used, a bit of shame, but also a profound sense of 'rightness'. The adrenaline/endorphin rush is just incredible and it makes my heart pound and skin flush every time. He started pounding me pretty hard, commenting on how silky my hole felt, and what a beautiful faggot I was taking a strangers raw cock. He didn't take long before he announced that he was cumming in me, and I felt him slam into me hard, as if he was trying to get his cum as deep inside me as possible. As he came in me, I felt a positive swell of emotion - this was what I wanted and it felt so right, to please men with my body. He asked me if I wanted to cum, but I declined because I wanted to stay horny and take more loads. He said he'd love to fuck my cummy hole and add a second load later on if I was still around. I thanked him and left his room, and decided to go to the steam room to relax and regroup. I put my towel on the stone bench and sat, and just closed my eyes and relished in what had just happened, with the load of cum still inside my ass. I heard movement and felt someone sit next to me and put their hand on my thigh. I didn't stop them, and then they took my hand and guided it toward their hard cock. I opened my eyes and got on my knees and started sucking. This went on for a minute or so before I felt someone behind me, fingers probing my hole. I moaned and leaned back into their fingers. They pulled out, and must have noticed cum on their fingers because they said "Fuck yeah" and then I felt a cock pushed up against my hole. Those same feelings rushing through my brain as his cock slid into me. I loved how he didn't even ask, he just saw me and took what he wanted. As I was getting spit roasted, I heard/felt the door open a few more times, and we had amassed a small crowd of people watching me get spitroasted. I couldn't really see anyone clearly, but that feeling of being watched was an added rush to the already wonderful feelings that were going through my body. The first guy unloaded in me wordlessly, then got up and left. I never even saw what he looked like. The guy I as sucking got up and took his place at my ass and slid right in and started fucking. Another guy got in front to use my mouth. This happened a few more times and I took 4 loads in my ass on the floor of the steam room. After the last guy came in me, I just sat on the bench for a while, feeling almost as if this had been a dream. But the cum leaking out of my hole most definitely confirmed it was not. I loved how impromptu everything was, and how things just sort of organically unfold. I wanted more, but it was also late and I had early class the next day so I decided to call it a night. I will for sure be coming back, and I definitely want to try out the public sling/fuck bench next time.

For me, it has been a situation where my name and even home phone number was given to the health department, and based on timing, I had an idea as to who it was that said they passed it along to me. But I understand what you are saying, I wouldn't know people's names and phone numbers from a large majority of the guys I hooked up with. I may know their first name, their screen name and what app or site I met them on. Funny, the few times I was called by the health department they never asked me questions about contact. All they wanted my doctor to contact them and let them know he was treating me so that I wouldn't spread any further. For me, I never felt interrogated, the person contacting me almost seemed relieved I was willing to cooperate and that was the end of our interaction. My doctor's office did the rest.

Yesterday evening, around the 630 pm. my Latino FB. It had been few weeks because i had been in Florida on vacation, and the He got a second job. He's Bi, has a GF and is on the DL. We have a spontaneous relationship where He texts and generally wants it "right now" when He does, so i've gotten better at quick clean out... and frankly take more chances. Last night i had some water left in me, but it was clean. i felt warm wetness running down my testicles as He slammed deep into me and released trapped water from beyond the S curve (aka "second hole"). i was totally clean, and that was just from a quick double check. i had cleaned out a few hours earlier hoping He would call and wanna breed. At first, i wondered if He was pissing in me... i've mentioned that a few times, but it's been awhile, not sure He is really turned on by the idea, so i don't push it, just want Him to know it's okay if He does. It wasn't a lot of water, just residual. He released it and left a puddle under me, and replaced it with His seed. i felt incredibly high as i thanked Him after. He's kinda shy when i thank Him, doesn't know quite how to respond to my genuine gratitude... He often thanks me back. ❤️

Chapter 21: The Barber of Sexville Sir stopped the video and questioned me about it. I said I'd like to shave the tricks ass and cock. Sir reminded the boys that whatever one wanted, both would receive. I was already pretty smooth, but the trick had a thick bush, and fairly hairy hole. Sir didn't like flossing with pubes, and agreed that he could use a shave. Sir went to retrieve a pair of clippers and a straight edge and shaving cream. He told us to jack each other off, but not to cum. When Sir returned, he told the trick to lay spread eagle on the bed. Sir told me to get off of the bed, but to watch closely. Sir then attached restraints to the tricks legs and arms so as he wouldn't move while being shaved. Sir began with the clippers producing a huge pile of hair. He then lathered up the tricks crotch, warning him not to move. Sir placed a tight rubber cock ring close to the base of the tricks cock and shaved his crotch completely smooth. Sir did not shave his balls, but had plans for them later. He then splashed some after shave on his crotch making him shudder.Sir then released the trick and instructed him to get on his stomach and restrained him again. Sir then told me I was going to shave the tricks ass. He told me to shave his fuzzy buns first, but he would pull them apart so that i could lightly shave his hole. I was a bit nervous, yet excited. Sir told us he had another somewhat dull straight edge, which he retrieved. Sir lightly put shaving cream on the tricks hole, and instructed his boy how to proceed. Sirs boy did an amazing job without even a nick! Sir then instructed his boy to lay spread eagle on his back, and restrained him. Sir told the trick he was going to shave me next. He explained how to do it, starting at his cock and shaving away from it. The trick was hesitant to shave my balls, and Sir said that was OK as he had a waxing kit for that. Sir told me this was going to hurt like hell, and he put a ball gag in my mouth. Sir first put a small amount of waxing paper on my arm, so that I wouldn't be totally suprised when he put in on my balls. I winced some when Sir ripped the paper from my arm. The ball gag wasn't really needed then, but Sir knew it would be for my balls. Sir then put the first piece of waxing paper on my boys balls and told the trick to pull it off quickly and forcefully. I grimaced in pain, as Sir knew i would. Sir placed the paper on my nut sack 3 or 4 more times, and alternated with the trick pulling it off. Once my balls were completely free of hair, Sir instructed the trick to gently start sucking my balls. First one at a time, and then both in his mouth. Sir could tell I was about to cum and told the trick to suck his cock, and take his load down his throat. Sir then told the trick it was time to get his balls waxed. He seemed a bit worried, and Sir asked me how it felt. I said I wasn't going to lie, it hurt like hell, but having them sucked on after made it feel better, and the load he shot after was the biggest strongest load he thought he ever shot. The trick assumed his spread eagle position as I did, and the scene played out exactly as it did with Sir and I. The trick didn't need the ball gag, as apparently he had a high threshold for pain based upon our experience with the nipple clamps, having his foreskin chewed on and taking Sirs cock like a champ. I could see Sirs mind racing, knowing that the trick would be handled roughly the rest of the night!

I was 13. He fucked me in the back of his car. Told me I’m his fuck toy now and I need to come by every day after school for more fucking.

Maybe the scene isn’t really in his apartment. Maybe it’s made up to look like an apartment, but they actually had to film it in a laundromat. Which, really, if you think about it - some pretty hot scenarios could come up in a laundromat… Why don’t we see more of this?

i gotta admit im a very mostly straight guy ehi proposed to my high school GF last yr: so my fiancee's best gay pal and i always partied. little together, as friends. dabbled with a couple of guys in college but mostly been with/ like girls. so her pal is always flirting with me and taking me to chill outs - got a blowjob once from a handsome lad but felt so guilty ti my girl for 2 mins of (great) head. so last year he finally convinced me to slam for the first time. fuuuuuuck bro, he and i just went at it. i keep going back every couple of weeks. He's a seriously twisted fucker and my girl goes ti church with her mum on Sunday and he slams me up and i take his nine inch toxic dick red raw . we fuck hot lads and homeless guys and he's made me his junkie [banned word] pig: she has no idea and i love it 😉 i do feel bad, but it feels so good too. it does get a little worse/nastier/sexierif anyone's interested in hearing about a guy we both ended up corrupting... just a little bit 😉

Super hot and excellent story I can't wait for the rest of it. Incredible writing and descriptive story. Love it...

Your handle is 'takemeuseme' Let him fuck you, I doubt he'll get locked in, but if he has skills it'll be a great fuck. Keep us posted.

PART 4 His standard email pinged on my screen "Oi Rapehole, its time" my stonach and arse clenched in the usual mix of fear and excitment. I opened the email expecting his usual demand to visit london within a fortnight but this email was different. "Oi Rapehole, its time Premierinn Ballymun, room 401 @ 6pm tonight walk in the room, strip and assume the position - NO TALKING!!! be there or im blocking you forever" HOLY SHIT - He's in Dublin!!!!! Normally I have at least a week to get my head in the right space to turn up and accept my ass-raping. Never with such short notice. I flew into a panic, so many coflicting thoughts flashing throuh my head - I need time to get mentally prepared - whats he doing in Dublin? - how long will it take to get there? - Am I ready for my ass to be raped again? - Its gonna hurt sooooo bad - remember last time!!! - wheres my ass-cleaning kit? - Are you seriously going to turn up at his hotel? - its gonna be so great to see his face again!!! almost on autopilot I began to get ready and by 5pm, to my own surprise, I was in the car heading towards his hotel. I parked in the underground carpark and paused, clutching the steeringwheel tightly like a life preserver trying to get my mind under control. If my arsehole could talk it would have been screaming at me "NO NO NO, PLEASE NOT AGAIN, PLEASE DONT, NO!!!" how could I refuse? what he was about to do was horrific, but the thought of never seeing him again, never having his seed inside me, never having his smiling face looking down at me, wiping tears from my eyes,telling me how proud he was of me and how happy he was to see me- THAT would be worse. this time felt different, previously I had been in my hotel room, ready and waiting. He would turn up (and do what we both needed) but this time I was literally walking towards my ass-raping which somehow made it feel worse (and twice as thrilling) I stopped outside the door - I could see it had been wedged so that I could just push the door open and walk in. My watch buzzed on my wrist to indicate it was 6pm. I've no idea why but a solitary tear ran down my cheek as I pushed the door open Inside was dark. the curtains were all pulled shut and the lights all turned off. the only illumination came from a faint light escaping from the cracks around the bathroom door. I assumed Dan was in there waiting for me. I pulled off my runners, teeshirt and trackies as quickly as I could and knelt on the bed. I grabbed the pillows and placed one under my tummy to help lift my arse up for him. the other one I clutched tightly and covered my face with I expected some warning from the bathroom door opening as he entered the room but clearly this was a deception and he had been in the room watching me from a dark corner. Next thing I knew his hands were on my hips and his dry cock was slammed halfway up my arsehole. I screamed into the pillow and tried to lunge forward away from the red hot agony that was his brutal cock but he had anticipated that and held on tightly. No Doubt my pulling away stopped him from getting ALL his cock inside me which clearly pissed him off as he began to fuck with brutal animalistic thrusts designed solely to cause pain and to tear my ring and insides. not a word had been spoken, the only sounds in the room were my muffled screams and his growling as he thrust deep inside me. I have to admit I was scared. this was the closest we had ever gotten to a real rape. Before there had always been that brief ritual of him spanking my ass and saying things like "this time you wont shit for a month" - words designed to intimidate but which perversely gave me comfort I tried to block out the pain and focus on trying to make his cock feel good so he would cum quicker. Suddenly without warning he grabbed me at the waist pulled me off the bed and threw me on the floor knocking the wind out of me. he fell on top of me and rammed his thick fuck-weapon balls deep up my shitter. i couldnt move or pull away at all and he went deeper than ever before i screamed loudly and he rewarded me with a punch to the back of the head. Dazed I lay there feeling his rock hard cock shredding my insides and distroying my inner ring, praying for him to shoot his dirty seed into me so this inital ordeal might end finally he sped up and I knew my first breeding was iminent. i tried to clench my spasming torn bunghole around his cock to make him feel good. At last I felt him lunge forward and shoot his seed. I am convinced he was so deep that his seed was planted past my inner ring - not good since I was depending on that cum as lube for the other fucks that would follow. He lay on top of me as he caught his breath. I lay underneath him sobbing quietly wondering how bad the damage was this time nothing had yet been spoken. he yanked his cock out of me and stood up. He spoke a single word "clean" I groped in the darkness for his cock which I immediately sucked clean, tasting that intoxicating mixture of his cum, my ass and blood. Finally i pulled off his cock and he turned on the light. There he was, naked with his beautiful sexy hairy body on display, thick cock ssowly softening and his handsome furry face smiling down at me. "great to see you slut. really glad you could make it. I knew you couldnt resist my dirty seed" he lifted me up and hugged me, we climbed up onto the bed and cuddled for 10-15 minutes as he explained he and some colleagues (including Tom) were sent over for a meeting with some engineering company here in Dublin. If things went well then he might be visiting regularly he then informed me that Tom and another of his colleagues would be joining us at 7 and take turns all night filling me with dirty cum. He asked if I was ok with that? I said I didnt think I could handle 3 blokes to which he shrugged and said "you will, one way or another" He then ordered me to clean his sweaty asshole while he relaxed and waiting for his friends to arrive. so now here I am, with my tongue deep inside his sweaty hairy shithole, my poor asshole on fire waiting for 2 other guys to arrive. I walked into this room knowing what would happen and now im waiting for 2 other guys to arrive instead of making a run for it - I cant deny Im still willing

Anyone notice a lot of straight married guys on Grindr and Sniffles looking for side anon action bb lately? I’ve notice quite a few and many saying their wives aren’t making them cum or not in the mood…. Is march close pussy for spring cleaning month?

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

@hntnhole similar to @aj99, I didn’t know I liked sex with men until I got married to a woman. That’s one answer, which can explain things for both gay and bisexual men who marry women before they discover their sexuality. There are also bisexual men who knew about their sexuality, but still choose to be with/married to a woman. Maybe they lean more toward women. Or maybe they’re evenly split sexually and/or romantically, but find it’s easier to get their needs met by being in a relationship with a woman. I have had both experiences. As I mentioned, I only learned I’m attracted to men after I got married. But I also love having sex with women. So I’m bisexual. After my ex-wife and I got divorced, I had the new experience of trying to date and explore my sexuality for the first time. I discovered that sex with men is so easy to get, whereas casual sex with women basically does not exist. You need to invest way more time and effort into getting pussy than you need to invest to get cock. But what if you need both? I knew at that time that I definitely need pussy, but I eventually discovered that I need dick as well, that it wasn’t just something I could get out of my system (as my ex-wife suggested). I was open with girls I was dating that I’m bisexual. That scared many of them off—most women, regardless of how liberal or open or tolerant they claim to be, are not cool with dating a bi guy. When I started dating my current girlfriend, I told her about my bisexuality, and that I wasn’t sure I’d be able to give up having sex with men. She stuck around. About 7-8 months later, after a few strong bi-cycles, I knew I needed cock and cum again. I told her, and thankfully she was up for opening the relationship so I could get my needs met. That was three years (and many cocks) ago. I get my emotional needs met by being in a relationship. By being in relationship with a woman who is willing to give me a hall pass occasionally, I get all the pussy I need, and although I don’t get enough dick, I get enough to satisfy my craving for a little while. Generally, I’m not romantically attracted to men (although I’m open to it). But if I found myself in a relationship with a guy (meeting my emotional needs and my sexual need for dick), I wouldn’t be able to satisfy my need for pussy. Women just don’t put out as much as guys do, but that doesn’t change the fact that many guys need pussy. So bisexual guys will go to greater lengths to get pussy than they will to get cock. It’s that simple.

February 22, 2019 KTLA Anchor Chris Burrous’ Cause of Death Released. KTLA anchor Chris Burrous died Thursday afternoon December 28, 2018 after being found unconscious at a motel in Glendale, Calif. He was 43. KTLA anchor Chris Burrous died from an overdose of crystal meth while engaging in vigorous sexual activity with a man he met on Grindr. An investigative reporter has determined that his cause of death was attributed to methamphetamine toxicity, according to the Los Angeles County Coroner’s Office. I cut and pasted that from a couple different news sources, Variety, Blast, and TMZ. All the years I used and abused meth, I never heard of anybody dying from meth/ice. G and alcohol killed my fiends. We frequently overdosed, mixed it with other substances, and did large quantities. I knew somebody called X 30years old when he was in a coma for like a month after eating meth. Ten years later, I don't think X's mental health ever recovered from that experience, but X's physical health did. Is meth different now from 15 years ago? The coroner mentions heart disease as a factor, but I discount CB's heart because all my meth fiends had multiple health issues in addition to addiction. I'm glad I googled this, I learned a lot.

i never smoked before i converted, i never saw smoking as a sexual thing however my gifter is an occasional cigar smoker and daily pipe smoker and so am I now so I totally get the appeal

Wish i have them where I live. If i did I woild be there almost every night ass up or on a sling!

Hot story!

Oral is foreplay for me! As soon as they are hard enough to fuck then it’s fuck me or go home. I almost always provide oral afterwards as well!

Broadly speaking, health care providers in the U.S. do NOT have the right to share your health records, including the results of any HIV test, with anyone without your consent. There are exceptions for sharing within a given health care provider, and of course a doctor treating you is going to seek a release to allow him or her to share your records, as needed, with places like labs where your bloodwork is sent. And there is an exception where the law requires disclosure to protect public health - but that's not designed as a hole to drive trucks through. In fact, keeping HIV/AIDS diagnoses confidential was one of the reasons (though not the only) that HIPAA exists in the first place. Prior to it, there were a hodgepodge of state laws that protected some, but not all, medical information, and many states and localities were routinely sharing info about HIV+ persons under the guise that it was a health emergency. HIPAA was designed to provide some uniformity to that privacy right.

It's been a few days now, but I'll post... This was my first time getting fucked in about twelve months. I was a bit nervous as I knew I'd be tight, and the guy was kinda thick (but not super long). I'd prepped myself for a couple days after we made plans - used a dildo on myself using relaxing lubricant. On the night, I was able to take him. Definitely tight, but not uncomfortable. I had poppers nearby, but didn't actually take any whifs. He lasted longer than I thought, and was a good session overall. The load def felt good, but I didn't feel it throb...either way, I think we both got what each other wanted. Looking forward to the next one, but my hole needs a little recovery time or otherwise I'd bleed.

Looking forward to the next chapter!

We’ll see who wins out. The safety of wholesome Rob or the evil depravity of Mr. Lewis

The sameness of it and the formulaic repetition of it. Most visual porn these days is just a a “scene.” Whether it’s one on one porn or a group scene, it’s just stick it in and get off. It’s boring. Personally, I like a little bit of a story and, maybe a little flash of imagination. And just maybe a little passion among the actors. Of course, it might be that I’m just jaded because I’ve watched too much of it. 😈😈😈

There's something I don't quite grasp, reading through this thread. While there's a ton of cultural/O.R. repression going on - and always has - there is also a substantial amount of sexual freedom finding acceptance (perhaps not in the present "today", with the R's coming after us, but on the whole). If this is merely another facet of the rise of "conservative" behavior, then sure - I get that. What I don't though, is why men who know themselves well enough to know they enjoy m2m sex and go have it, get married to women in the first place. All the mess that goes along with traditional m2w marriage is so easily avoided these days. What is the point of a gay man (or, at least a man that enjoys both straight and gay sex) bothering to get into a m2w marriage that will almost certainly bring issues at some point. I well understand that some of us older men didn't feel we had a choice decades ago. It was marry a woman or exist on the fringes of society, and I understand how that (plus the pressures of the ancient enemy (Organized Religion) could manipulate gay men into a relationship with a woman. Years ago, that pressure was almost unbearable. From the responses above, I gather that some of you guys believe that there are more and more married (m2w) men who also seek out gay sex. With the freedoms we've gained these past - oh - 20 years, why would men as described above even put themselves through all of that? Why not just say NO - I'll live my life the way I choose, thankyouverymuch?

2. I picked up my clothes and wearing only my jock, walked back to my little apartment. As soon as I was in the door I couldn’t help but run my finger over my hole. It felt slick and a little puffy. It had never felt like that before. On a whim I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked the ass juice and cum from them. I felt even more slutty than before. It was a little hard to think about what had just transpired and how quickly it had happened. I suddenly understood my love of man scent, an attraction to older men, and had been fucked raw for the first time. My cock gave a powerful throb. I was still so horny. Danny was right, I would have said yes to anything in that moment, but time wasn’t going to change that. I wanted to keep feeling like this. I slipped a finger into my ass and felt how lose my ring felt. It had never been like this when I’d played with it before. This was what it was like to have a properly fucked hole. I was open, full of cum, and ready for more. I went into the bedroom and pulled out my suitcase. I had put most of my clothes away already, but there were a few personal items I hadn’t unpacked yet still. Sitting in the bottom of my duffle was a little black cloth bag. Long and heavy it was obvious before opening what was inside it. I took the shiny black butt plug out. Even though I had used it just a few days before it now seemed smaller somehow, a little less impressive. It wasn’t wildly thick or wildly long, but it had served me well in college. Normally it took a good amount of lube to get it in, but I suspected today would be much easier. I spat onto the head, and rubbed the toy against my hole. The spit made my sphincter slick again. I took a deep breath. I let it out slowly, and slid the toy inside my ass. It locked in easily, and I gasped a little. It felt good to be full again. I worked it in and out, the cum from my hole frothing around the shaft. I pulled it entirely out of my hole and pushed it into my mouth. I licked the cum from the silicone plug. With my mouth full of cum and ass juice I sat down hard on the plug. It slid into me in one easy movement. My phone buzzed. I struggled to find it for a minute. It was still in the pocket of my shorts which lay in a discarded heap on the floor. There was a text from an unknown number with a local area code. Hey David. This is Jack: it read. I felt my hands shake a little and my hole twitched around the plug. Hi!: I responded. Did you enjoy your time with Danny this afternoon? Yes daddy! It was amazing. I like you calling me daddy: his responses were coming fast: it gets me hard boy. The next message that came through was a picture of a shockingly thick uncut cock erupting from a slightly trimmed bush of dense gray pubes. The foreskin looked thick, and somehow delicious. There was a glint of precum leaking out of it. I typed back fast: Fuck daddy! That is a beautiful cock! All the same rules that Danny had apply with me boy. You have to tell me what you want. I want you to fuck me: after my afternoon with Danny I was more confident, it was easier to say what I was thinking. What else? I want you to fuck me till you cum in my hole. Anything else? I want to be your boy! I want you to take me. Good boy. What are you doing now? Honestly? Yes boy. I’m playing with my hole. I’m sitting on a butt plug right now wishing it was your cock. You want me to come fuck you? Yes daddy! You’re ready for me now? Yes! Good. Unlock the door and wait for me on your knees in the living room. Leave the plug in your hole. I’m coming to you now. Holy shit! I thought. It was happening now. I ran to the front door, holding the plug in my ass with one hand, and made sure it was unlocked. Then I stepped back a few paces and got on my knees waiting. My heart was thudding, but my cock was hard as a rock and my hole was pulsing around the plug’s shaft. Despite my nerves there was nothing that was going to stop me doing whatever this man asked of me. For several long moments I knelt on the cold tile waiting. He took his time I thought, making sure that just enough time had passed that I would worry he wasn’t coming. Then I heard footsteps on the path outside, a shadow passed in front of the window, and the door opened. Jack stood framed in the door way. He was shirtless, his skin a deep warm tan that stood out in sharp contrast from the forest of silver-gray hair that covered his torso. His nipples were large and brown. His belly stood proud from his body, a firm sort of belly that seemed to be built on top of a base of powerful muscle. His shoulders were broad and powerful looking. On the bottom half he wore a pair of short little vintage looking basketball shorts. They did nothing to hide the sizable bulge he was already sporting. He stepped into the room and closed the door. I realized I was holding my breath. “Hello boy,” he said in his rich resonant voice. “I’m glad to see you’re waiting for me so patiently.” “Of course, daddy.” “You remember the rules?” “Yes daddy!” “What are they?” “If I want something I have to say it out loud.” “That’s right. So what do you want.” “You daddy! I want you! I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to breed me! I want to be your boy!” “Good boy. I’m going to keep asking you. I’m going to check in with you every step of the way till your hole is leaking my cum.” “Yes daddy!” “Now, before we go any further I want you to know what you’re committing to by taking my load. If you take my load you are promising me that Danny and I will get to fuck you together. If that isn’t something you want you can decide that any time until my load gets pumped into you. Once that happens however, your hole is promised to us. Do you understand.” “Yes daddy!” “Do you still want to continue?” “Yes!” “Then come suck my cock.” I crawled across the floor and my hands and knees in front of him. He pushed his shorts to the ground unleashing his cock. The foreskin was naturally rolled back part way down the throbbing head. His pubes looked a little wilder than the picture, a dense mound of gray hair. His balls hung low and full. I licked my lips. Holding his cock by the base Jack shook it at me, a little drop of precum oozed from the head. I moved forward still on my knees with my mouth open and caught the head in my mouth. I circled the head with my tongue, working under the foreskin, and eliciting a pleasure filled sigh from Jack. I held onto his shaft and balls as I began to bob forward and back. Danny had been in control when I sucked his cock… really it had been more like him face fucking me. Jack, however, was letting me do all the work. I pushed myself down on his cock, swallowing hard. I tried to breathe through my nose so I could take him deeper and longer. Still I was only halfway down the girthy shaft when my gag reflex kicked in and I fell back coughing and spluttering. “Its ok boy,” Jack said in a soothing tone closing the distance between us again, “You’ll get used to it. Danny and I will have you deep throating our cocks like a champ in no time. For now, take your time and savor daddy’s cock. Show me how much you love my fat dick in your mouth.” “Yes daddy!” I jumped back up and started to slobber all over his cock. I licked around the slit, lapping up the precum that was leaking out. I swallowed both of his balls at the same time. I slid my mouth up and down his cock till it glistened. My jaw was tired, and my face was once more covered in my spit. “Good boy, you love daddy’s cock don’t you. You love worshiping it.” “I do daddy! I love your cock. I love having it in my mouth.” “You’ve done a good job boy. Really. Now get up and worship daddy’s body a little.” He put both of his hands behind his head exposing his pits. I was instantly hit with the smell of a hot sweaty man and my hole clenched around the plug. I leapt up and dove into his pit. His scent was different than Danny’s but no less intoxicating. I slurped away like a starving man. I felt like my head was spinning. This smell was like a drug that made you horny. The more I smelled it the harder I got and the hungrier I got for cock. A long bead of precum hung from the tip of my cock now. I didn’t know what a pig was at the time, but when I look back I could pinpoint this afternoon as the moment I became a pig. The scent of a man was all it took to make me horny. By the time I was licking his second pit I was in heat. I pulled out of his pit, my face covered in spit, sweat and his scent. On my tip toes I kissed him lightly on the mouth and said, “Please fuck me.” “You’re ready for daddy’s cock?” “Yes!” “You remember what that means boy?” “You’re going to breed me.” “And if I breed you…?” “I’m committing to letting you and Danny fuck me together.” “Is that something you want?” “Yes!” “Say it.” “I want you and Danny to fuck me together! I want to be your boy! I want you both to fuck me, and use me, and fill me with cum!” “Good boy! Lets go to the bedroom and get that plug out then.” He led me by the hand into the bedroom, and tossed me on my back onto the mattress. Immediately I pulled my legs up and hugged my knees to the sides of my chest. “Look at that ass! Damn. Danny wasn’t kidding. Such a perfectly furry butt. And isn’t that the cutest little plug you’ve got in there. Is that the only plug you own boy?” “Yes… I… well…” “Go on.” “When I got back from being fucked by Danny I wanted to feel full again so badly I pulled it out of my suitcase and put it in immediately. It made me feel slutty to know I had Danny’s cum plugged inside my hole.” “That is nothing to be ashamed of. Feeling slutty is good.” He tugged on the base of the plug causing me to moan. “Now, I’m going to take it out, and then I’m going to put my cock in your hole. You’re sure you want that?” “More than anything!” “Good boy.” He pulled a little harder and the plug slid from my hole with a soft squelch. I moaned. “That is a pretty hole. Probably a little tight still, but a pretty hole.” “I don’t think its that tight after Danny.” I laughed. “Oh its still tight… but if you keep going with us you wont be. I’ll stretch you out good.” “Fuck yes!” I had never considered being opened up, but now that he said it I desperately wanted to be. He spat into his hand and lubed up his cock, then he spat again and smeared it all over my tender hole. I moaned again. “So eager,” he said and lined his cock up with my hole. He rugged the big head against my pucker, smearing his precum and spit around. I was whimpering, and pushing my ass back trying to get him to slide inside me. When he finally shifted his weight and sunk the first few inches of his cock into me I sighed deeply. It didn’t hurt, it felt like bliss washing over me. My hole radiated pleasure as the second raw cock of my life slowly slid inside me. Sweat sprung up across my chest, and I could smell myself too now. I had never noticed my own scent before, but now I found it just as hot and sexy as Danny or Jack’s. I put one hand behind my head and smelled my own musk. “That’s it boy! Smell your own manly scent. It turns you on doesn’t it. Good! We don’t like our boys too fresh. We want you to smell like a fucking man.” He bent forward, pushing the last inch of his cock into me and stuffed his nose in my pit. He inhaled deeply, and with a satisfied sigh, ran his tongue from the side of my body to just below my elbow. He smiled and kissed me. I tasted salty sweat on his lips, my own salty sweat. I wrapped my arms around him and held his big burly body to me kissing him passionately. Our tongues wrestled, invading each others mouths. He held his cock balls deep inside me, flexing it against my tight hole as we kissed. “Use me,” I said, my voice a breathless whisper. “Good boy,” he said in return, and reared back so he was towering over me. I looked up his body, taking in the firm belly, the massive pecs, the thick gray hair. I felt overwhelmed by my lust for this man. This man old enough to be my father. This man who’s husband had fucked me and bred me just a few hours before. This man who now had his unprotected cock inside me. This man who was going to give me the second load I’d ever taken. Everything about him was astounding and sexy. Then he began to thrust. The pleasure I’d gotten from Danny’s cock hadn’t been a fluke, or a one off. Jack’s cock felt just as amazing as he slid it slowly in and out of my hole. He held my thighs wide, on either side of his thick frame. I was spread open for him, his belly rubbing against my crotch. I felt my mouth go slack as he picked up the pace. “I can feel Danny’s load in your hole.” “It feels so good daddy!” “I love sloppy seconds.” “Fuck me!” He was pounding me now. There was a steady slapping sound echoing around the room and a grunting it took me a minute to realize was coming from me. Jack’s cock was knocking a low guttural sound out of my mouth with each deep thrust. It was uncontrollable and animalistic, my body’s reaction to being dicked down. “You like that big raw daddy dick don’t you?” “Yes! I fucking love it. I need your load daddy! Breed my hole!” “Don’t worry boy, you’ll be full of spunk soon enough.” He starter to fuck me even harder, growling with each thrust. It felt like he was punching my guts with his cock head. He slammed it in and out. I could tell my hole had gone slack around his invading cock, no longer putting up any fight. He had hold of my ankles now and was holding my legs forward and out so that he was over me slightly. I looked up into his handsome face, contorted in pleasure and exertion as he railed me. Sweat glistened on his face, and trickled down in little rivers through his dense chest hair. I watched his face change, the pleasure and exertion slowly morphed into hunger. It was like an animal was clawing its way out of him. A werewolf shifting at the full moon. His breathing was ragged, his eyes clenched shut, and his jaw set. A low growl came from deep inside his chest, the kind that you feel more than hear. He was jack hammering his cock in and out of my without mercy. I was a ragdoll in his hands. With one last powerful thrust he forced the full length of his member inside me. It throbbed against my battered hole. I felt the cum rush up through his shaft till it exploded inside me. His cum flooded my hole as his cock pulsed inside me. I felt a glowing warmth spread inside my gut. “Thank you, daddy,” I whispered. I felt spent. It wasn’t until he dipped his fingers into the mess I’d made on my stomach and chest I realized he had fucked another load out of me. I had been so overwhelmed by the pleasure his cock was giving me I hadn’t noticed my own dick shooting another massive load. He brought his cum covered fingers to his lips and licked my load off of them. Then he bent down and kissed me. I tasted my own cum on his tongue. I could smell his sent. I was in heaven. Slowly he pulled his cock out of my hole. We both groaned. I felt warm but empty. Jack flopped down on the bed next to me. I let my legs down, my hole felt slick. “Damn boy. You did good.” I rolled onto my side to face him, and ran one hand through his thick chest hair. “Thank you, daddy. It felt… It felt better than any sex I’ve had before.” “Danny told me that he was the first man to fuck you raw.” “Yes!” “Well that’s part of why it felt better. Raw sex just feels better. Having a man finish inside you makes it even hotter. Right? You like being full of our cum don’t you?” “Oh my god yes!” “The other reason is, we know what we’re doing. Older men know how to take care of a boy’s hole. We know what you need, and how to make you feel good.” “You fucked me better than any boy in my college.” “Good. That will hopefully keep you coming back for more… speaking of. You’ve got my load in your guts now. You remember what that means?” “It means I’m committed to letting you and Danny use me together!” “Good boy.” He kissed me. “Is that still what you want?” “Yes! I want you both!” “You’re horny again already aren’t you!” “Yes… if you told me to bend over for Danny right now I would.” He laughed, a deep rumbling laugh that I felt through the mattress, “Good to know, but we’re not going to give it to you quite yet. You’re going to have one more opportunity to back out boy. Im going to leave you here to think for a while. If you really want to be our boy. If you really want us to use you, to open you up, to breed you; come to Bungalow 4 at 8pm. Don’t bother getting dressed. Walk over in your jock, that’s how we’ll know you’re committed. Once you’re there tonight though, you will not be given more opportunities to back out. We will use you. You will be our boy, our cum slut.” “Yes daddy!” “Good boy.” He kissed me again, and then got up from the bed. He walked out into the front room and I followed him. He picked up his shorts and made to leave without putting them on, his cocks still shinny from my hole. “Oh, I’ll drop off a bigger plug for you in a couple of minutes. If you find you need something more substantial than that little thing in the meantime.” One more kiss and then he was gone. I was naked except for a jockstrap now wet with spit and cum, my chest covered in my own drying loads, with an ass full of sperm from two different men, and I was harder than I’d ever been before.

Just have a cum filled hole and be wide open, that’s the kind of holes I want!

Never got around to posting this but it's a hot story so... A year before the pandemic I went to my local bathhouse, not really expecting anything. I got a locker and once undressed I just sat around in the sauna. Some guy in his 40s was already there and noticed the young, fresh meat. I was still a bit shy as I had gotten on prep and had never taken anon loads before. He stroked my thigh and I pretty much immediately got hard through my towel. He noticed that and worked towards underneath my towel and asked me if I'd like some head. I looked down at his cock and saw he was hard too. Without saying anything I just went for it on my knees. He moaned and told me that I was a good boy. While I was working his cock someone came in and was watching the show before groping my ass. Guy #2 asked how the faggot was doing and as he said that my cock twitched and I moaned again. He took that as a sign that I liked being called that and asked guy #1 if he'd mind if he fucks me (he didn't ask me but obviously I wanted him in me). He lubed up and pushed himself right in. I was getting spit roasted for the first time and I couldn't be happier! After a bit I heard the guy behind me grunt, pull out, and thank me before walking away. I felt my hole and found that he came in me which made me a bit more wild on the guy I was sucking. He wanted his turn though and pulled me up and had me sit on his dick. I had my back towards him and mounted him. He picked my legs up and started thrusting. Nobody else was in there but I'm sure they would've loved to see a twink getting railed with cum dripping onto someone's cock. That first guy came quite quickly. I thanked him for a good time. I went upstairs to where the gloryholes are and got into one (they're my favorite). I felt like I was waiting forever but finally a cock came through! He didn't want to fuck but just wanted to get sucked off. I was fine with that and gave him a good deepthroat session. He gave the obvious knock after a bit and I made sure to go all the way to his base so he could feel my throat as he came. Nobody else really came into the gloryhole but I spent a bit of time in there jerking off thinking about how slutty I had become (a few years ago at this bathhouse I sucked off a bunch of guys and before that was one of my first times). I stepped out of the gloryhole and walked around a bit before I heard a voice that seemed familiar. It was the guy who first fucked me (guy #2) and as I walked into the room he was in (a video room with some benches) I saw a fit daddy talking with someone while they were watching some porn. We locked eyes and he said "Oh looks like a certain faggot might want daddy's cock again". My cock instantly shot up in my towel and he motioned me over. He said he wanted me to get lubed up a bit inside so his friend could have a good time too. I noticed that his friend was a fit guy but not a daddy. Either way I was going to get some more cock so I straddled the daddy and he started to pound me good. His friend wanted some attention and I was happy to give him some. The daddy must've really gotten warmed up from the first time cause he was getting pretty verbal with me as he was fucking me. We also got some attention and I was thinking I might actually be a gangbang slut. After what felt like 15 minutes of nonstop pounding the daddy came in me and invited someone over for a turn. That guy wasted no time and instantly had his way with me. He didn't last long and shot a load in me before the daddy had his friend take a turn. His friend, who was getting some quality head for at least 15 minutes took no time in getting inside of me and after about 5 minutes he himself finished inside as well. I had gotten 5 loads in my ass and one in my mouth so far and was loving it! I thanked them both and as I was leaving I saw a young asian twink sitting in the room. He said he was a little too shy to play but wanted to know if I'd go with him to his room. Naturally I said yes (I love other twinks)! In that room was one of my best experiences of the year. We 69'd, throat fucked each other, and flip-fucked. I spent so much time in there I was going to get worried I would get in trouble for overstaying. I didn't care though cause I was having so much fun railing this twink and getting fucked by him. Eventually we started flipping every 5 or so minutes to see who would cum first. He ended up cumming first and gave me my last load of the night. After he gave me his I grinned at him and told him that it was my turn! I pulled away from him and had him get on his fours so I could mount him. Once I was inside I started thrusting away thinking about all the loads in me, in a few minutes I ended up breeding him. I collapsed next to him and thanked him for the good time. He gave me his number and asked if I'd like to have something regular. We exchanged numbers and I ended up calling it a day/night. Sadly the pandemic hit a few months later and I have yet to return to that bathhouse. I also was never able to meet up with that twink due to the pandemic and he ended up moving away. I probably should've asked that daddy for his number but I wasn't thinking about it at the time. Hopefully the next time I go I'll make a new friend, ideally one who'd flip with me but also want to go be a cumdump alongside me.

If no anal, I politely move on .

Went to the local nude/gay beach and there was this american twinkish couple from Alabama and Texas. Both in speedos not really hiding their packages. I settled close to them and joined them when they went for a swim. After the usual blabla, we went into the bushes and they spitroasted me and got off on how much i love ass to mouth. Needless to say, they both blew big loads deep inside me. There were a few guys watching from the distance but luckily did not join as I think they would have left otherwise.

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!”

You should be locked in chastity. Then you’re REALLY a faggot.

In women who get a vaginal chlamydia infection, a subsequent rectal infection sometimes occurs due to secretions passing between the two orifices. Studies suggest that the incidence of rectal-to-urethral coinfection in men is less common. That is to say, not impossible, but not guaranteed. Chlamydia does not infect the reproductive tract via an internal route from the rectum to the urethra; it would have to make the transition between orifices. This can occur manually - our hands go lots of places. One common complication of chlamydia is a conjunctival coinfection, where the infection is transferred to the eye by a contaminated hand. Your rectal chlamydia isn’t automatically going to infect your cum from the inside of you and shoot into someone you fuck. The risk, rather, is that you will secrete infected fluid from your rectum in the course of sex, it gets on your cock, and you then insert it into your partner. Sex, as you may have noticed, is messy. The treatment for chlamydia is simple and of relatively short duration. Get it dealt with, abstain for the brief time required to be safe, and then get back in the saddle.

CA? I think I know that guy - cute, kinky, fun. Guy on the central coast did the same - exactly the same - with me.

Chapter 2. I left a little part out in my last story about Sarah taking loads from other men and us risking her getting pregnant. You know now that Sarah now gets off on taking cum in her pussy. You know that she really likes to take loads of cum when it’s her risky time of the month. She really likes for strangers to fuck her. And you know it turns us both on for me to eat cum out of her freshly fucked cunt. Anyway, it turns out that our first time sharing her might not have been the first time she had fun with other guys. Once, before we’d gotten married, we went on a holiday together. It wasn’t fancy, just a little motor lodge in the country with a nice pool and nice hiking trails throughout the area. Sarah and I needed some time off together, and we scheduled this little trip. We checked in to our motel and the handsome guy at the desk smiled and asked if we were celebrating our honeymoon. We told him we were just dating, but he offered us a free upgrade to the suite. He told us things were slow and he could bring us a gift basket in a few minutes. He told me I was a lucky guy, and I saw him practically flirt with my girlfriend as he complimented her dress. She was clearly flattered by the attention. He handed me the room key and grinned at Sarah as we turned to take our stuff to the room. I knew he was watching, and I couldn’t help but grab her curvy ass over her gauzy dress. Before the door to the lobby closed behind us, the clerk made a phone call. All I overheard was, ‘…yeah, and I’ve already given them their gift basket… You should swing by and see if…’ Sarah giggled on the way to our room, and I told her that the clerk was right. She was hot, and I was very lucky. Sarah rolled her eyes and noted the pool and hoped it would be a warm night so we could hang out there and watch the sunset before a romantic night in our room. I was looking forward to eating her wet pussy and getting one of her exquisite blowjobs. The honeymoon suite was pretty much identical to all the rooms in the brochure, but with a king-sized bed. We’d spent the night together a few times already, and we were content to keep going ‘all the way’ reserved for when we got married. Knowing this, there was no need for her to be on birth control or for us to travel with condoms. We joked about the ‘pull out method’ and she told me one day she’d let me put the tip in when it was her safe time. I asked when that might be and she told me that sadly, it certainly wasn’t right now. Seeing that big bed got me and Sarah excited for some fun times. She started changing to get dressed for dinner and there was a knock at the door. The handsome clerk was there with our ‘honeymoon’ gift basket. I only cracked the door wide enough to accept the basket, but Sarah peeked behind me to say thank you before realizing that he could see her whole beautiful body in nothing but her bra and panties. I later wondered if she did it on purpose. Sarah gasped when she made eye contact with the guy, a practical stranger. I repeated thank you, then swiftly closed the door. We both fell into giggles. The clerk was all smiles. He stood there shaking his head and licking his lips before he turned and headed back to the front office. Sarah opened the gift basket, and we enjoyed the strawberries and a bottle of champagne. We had some chocolates too. I told her that it turned me on that the clerk had ogled her body. She grinned and told me she was glad that I liked her showing off a bit. The chocolates were labeled HIS and HERS and we each grabbed two. My HIS chocolate tasted odd to me, and I couldn’t guess what flavor it was supposed to be. Sarah loved hers and said it tasted like coffee. We each had another and mine lasted less weird, but not at all like coffee. Between the champagne and showing her off to the clerk, we were both feeling horny, and I ate her out, pulling her panties aside. She was close to orgasming when the phone rang. I answered it and it was the desk clerk asking how we liked our gift basket. I thanked him kindly wishing this guy would give us some space. When I hung up and went back to pounce on Sarah to make her cum, she looked at the clock and realized we’d have to hurry make our dinner reservation. As we quickly dressed, we made plans to finish what we’d started later! We went to a fancy resort inn and had a tasty meal by candlelight. Sarah played footsie with me the whole time under the table. I wondered if our waiter could see. She was really getting into being sexy in public. I knew she was sad to leave what we started back in the room unfinished, and I was hoping I’d be up to some more fun, but I was starting to feel exhausted. I guess the stress from work was catching up with me. Dinner was lovely, but we wanted to head back to the room to be alone. We stopped by the party store on the way back and got some booze to enjoy. I was kind of tired, so Sarah drove the rest of the way back to the motel. We put half of the beers in the bathroom sink, filled with ice, and went outside to watch the sunset by the pool. We cracked open some beers and were having a lovely evening. Once the sun went down, we had another couple of beers and got, well, frisky. I was already in swim trunks, and she was in a two-piece bikini hidden under a see-through robe. She dropped the robe and asked if I wanted her to take off more. I was feeling sexy and relaxed, but also a little sleepy. Her coffee chocolates must have kicked in because she was wide awake and surprisingly horny. I looked around and there only seemed to be a few rooms with lights on and no traffic coming and going. She asked if it would turn me on to see her topless outside, where anyone could see her tits, perhaps even the desk clerk. I confessed the thought would indeed turn me on. She asked me how much and I showed her my tenting crotch. She grinned and reached around to take off her top. She couldn’t get the clasp herself, so she asked me to help her. She backed up to me, and I undid the clip. As I did, a station wagon drove into the parking lot. She was mortified as her breasts sprang into view. I cupped them with my hands and the driver, a man next to his wife, saw me groping her ample bare breasts. The man’s eyes flashed as big as saucers and then right back to normal as if he hadn’t seen my girlfriend’s tits. The man went to the front desk and checked in as Sarah dove into the pool. I was left there cracking up, holding her bikini top. Sarah was a little tipsy, and embarrassed that she, well, I, had bared her chest to a total stranger. I tossed her suit top her way, and dove in, splashing around and telling her it was totally fine and that even if he had seen her tits, it was only for a second. Plus, we didn’t know the guy and would never see him again. She blushed and knew I was right. She asked if she could tell me a secret, and I said, ‘of course. You can tell me anything.’ She blushed again and whispered in my ear that it turned her on to know that another man had seen in only underwear, and another man had seen her bare tits tonight. I knew she was telling the truth because her nipples were fully hard and pressing through the thin fabric of her suit as she put her top back on. I flicked my fingers against her hard nipples reminding her that she was the sexiest woman I knew. She giggled and asked if I’d go grab a few beers from the room, so I hopped out, stifling a yawn, and toweled off. The crotch of my shorts bulged with my hardening cock. Just as I reached our room, I saw the man come out of his room, alone, fully dressed, and headed over to the pool. I thought for a moment about going back right then so I could apologize for exposing my girlfriend to him. But I knew right where the beer was, and I could grab it in just a moment. I reached for the keys and realized I didn’t have them on me. I went back over and got to Sarah just as the man did. He greeted us warmly and introduced himself. His name was Mike and asked if we were married. We chatted and let him know that we were only dating. He told us to enjoy each other and knew we’d have a beautiful family one day. As he said it, Mike’s eyes traced over Sarah’s mostly visible body. He said he’d head in in a bit but wanted to give his wife a moment to herself after putting his own family to bed. He explained that they were local but liked to have a little ‘staycation’ from time to time. The man walked back to his room with a smile on his face, and I figured he’d gotten an eyeful and would go back to their room and cuddle with his wife. She asked about another beer, and I asked Sarah if she had the room key. We realized that it had been in my swimsuit pocket and now, after dark, it was likely at the bottom of the pool. I kicked myself for being so stupid and headed to the front desk. The attendant didn’t have a duplicate, so offered to let me back in before his shift ended. He followed me back to the room, and eyed Sarah, still in the heated pool treading water as he walked back across the parking lot. I returned with the beers, sure to keep the room door propped open so we could get back in. After we opened the next round of beers, I was feeling nearly done but Sarah wanted to swim a few laps as I started to doze. At some point, Mike came back outside. He had stripped down to white underwear and a tank top with a room towel tossed over his shoulder. He sat next to the pool and dangled his legs in the water making small talk with Sarah as I sat on a lounge chair, nodding off and feeling the chilly night air. I wanted to call it a night, especially as this stranger was not fully clothed as he chatted up my girlfriend, but I felt like I was glued to the lounge chair. I saw Sarah looking up at the man and chatting. I heard him say that he’d forgotten his suit and hoped that it was ok. She didn’t seem to mind and pointed out that he had more clothes on that she did. I thought it was kind of hot that this man had seen Sarah’s bare chest, and now she could see the outline of his cock through his underwear. From where I was sitting, it looked plump. I was a little stiff knowing that Sarah could see the man’s crotch too, but I was falling asleep and too tired to move. Images of them splashing together swirled in my head. Mike must have hopped in and when he got out, his underwear had gone see-through, and I could clearly see his impressive dick and balls even from where I was sitting. About this time, I must have fallen totally asleep on the lounge chair. Poor Sarah told me later that she’d noticed I was out and had to ask Mike, who was ready for some more swimming, to help me get to the room. The next morning, Sarah told me I was great last night. I knew I’d fallen asleep horny but was surprised that I had been able to perform at all and I couldn’t remember a thing. Over coffee from the little pot in the room, I asked her what we did last night. She spread her legs and she was super creamy down there. She told me she was wet just thinking about it. Her pussy was red and puffy, her pubic hair matted with cream. I eagerly went down on her and lapped up her juices as they oozed out of her slit and trickled down my throat. My face was covered in her cum before I looked around the room and saw it in disarray. Her bathing suit was over a chair, there were beer cans everywhere, and the sheets were barely hanging onto the king-sized bed. We’d clearly had a fun night. She clutched the back of my head as she rode my tongue to orgasm. It wasn’t until after we’d gotten into sharing her with other men that she told me what really happened that night. To be continued…

Part 3 From that moment on Dan made it clear who was in charge. I had to submit to everything either of them wanted. He told me that Tom (his mate) was a dom but apparently his arse wasn't safe. Tom gave Dan a very funny look but nodded in agreement. Dan was unusually giddy and full of energy. normally after the initial rapefuck he would chill out and have a drink to catch his breath but tonight he seemed very excited. perhaps he was showing off for his mate. either way he sat down on the bed and pulled me across his knee and started spanking my arse hard telling me this was what I get for making him wait so long for a visit. my heart sank when he ordered Tom to fetch the bath brush from the bathroom. I realised tonight was gonna be challenge. Tom handed Dan the bath brush and sat on an armchair grinning, enjoying the show. already his cock was starting to harden again. Dan spanked me forcefully with the brush causing a lot of squirming and yelping from me. He started laying the swats on harder and my eyes were starting to well up. "Did you like my surprise slut?" "AGH AH AGH OW Yes Sir!!" I replied "I have another one for you later when the time is right" he pushed me to the floor giving me a kick in the ribs as I fell. "Now cunt - we did you a favour coming straight here from work. Coulda made you wait for your fucking, but no we came straight here coz we knew you needed a real man to rape your hole. wasn't that nice of us?" "Um yeah um thanks sir!" "crawl over to Master Tom and ask him if he needs anything cleaned after a hard day at work" I crawled over to the armchair and looked up at Tom. he was actually quite handsome in a rugged kinda way. his sneer told me exactly what he thought of me. "Please sir do you need anything cleaned?" His sneer got wider and he looked over at Dan "For real???". Dan must have nodded because Tom laughed and his grin turned mean. "fuck yeah. Clean my dirty shitter you slut" he turned over and knelt on the chair sticking his ass out towards me. I heard Dan picking up the bath brush again so I didn't hesitate. I spread Master Toms cheeks and saw his hairy hole. he wasn't as hairy as master Dan and a quick sniff regrettably didn't reveal anything other than masculine sweaty arse crack so I spread his cheeks wider and lapped his crack up and down before focusing on his pucker. circling it gently before pushing my tongue in. there was massive resistance at first - his arse obviously wasn't fucked regularly like mine. I worked my tongue in deeper lapping at his musky hole. Dan started slapping my arse gently with the brush encouraging me to go deeper, faster, telling me to "snog his arse". after about 10 minutes of intense arse-licking Dan suddenly stood up and kicked me hard out of the way "Wet enough" was all he said before ramming his rock hard cock up Toms hole Toms scream was silent for a second then the shock passed and he started to struggle and scream for real. he begged Dan to stop but Dan just grinned and fucked harder. after about 15 minutes he pounded poor tom even harder and with a roar shot a load up his torn bunghole tom collapsed in the chair as Dan grabbed my head and fed me his dirty cock. there was a bit of blood on it from Toms hole and I didn't know whether to feel sorry or jealous of the poor sod. Dan lay back on the bed to relax and began instructing Tom how to punch, kick and slap me so my body matched the colour of my arse. finally I could see the show having an effect on both of them and I resigned myself to the realisation another fuck was imminent. Dan clapped his hands and told me it was time for surprise number 2. He lay on his back on the bed and grasping his cock so it pointed straight up ordered "sit on it bitch". I slowly climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over his cock. bracing myself I slowly lowered myself down onto his dry cock. This seemed to anger him and grabbing my hips slammed his cock upwards - I screamed "Never waste my time worrying about your hole slut". he pulled me down so it was deep inside my ass. I could feel it throbbing against my bruised insides. reaching up he took hold of my arms and slowly pulled me forward and downwards. our faces close, he briefly kissed me. From this position I could look into his eyes. and what I saw scared me. despite the kiss there was to be no compassion tonight. I could feel Tom climbing on the bed behind me and starting to position his cock at my hole beside Dan's. I realised what was about to happen. Dan grinned and asked me "Have you guessed what surprise 2 is yet?" I was scared - "you're gonna try and DP me?" Dan laughed. "No no no you stupid fuck. that's not a surprise. the moment you knew there were two of us you had to realise you would be taking both our cocks up your rapehole whether you want it or not" I was suddenly very confused and scared "Then what is..." "Shhhhhhh, no the surprise is that since our last session I have tested Poz and so has Tom!!!" He grabbed me, his arms around my back holding me down "And now we are gonna rip your hole and breed you again" "NOOO!!!" that must have been the pre-arranged signal because Tom rammed his cock up my arse beside Dan's. I lost consciousness for a second, when I regained my senses I was screaming but into Dan's mouth as he kissed me deeply I tried to struggle as the pain in my ass was unbearable unbelievably after a few minutes of rough pumping my ass either became numb or it became accustomed to the size of the two cocks inside me and the pain lessened. Dan was grinning up at me encouraging me to take it. telling me that they had both already dumped 1 load each in me so it didn't matter - this was their way to make sure their seed took AND to remind me that my ass was for their enjoyment not mine. I was crying now but what he was saying kinda made sense. struggling was only gonna make it worse and wouldn't change the outcome anyway. finally I felt Tom shooting his 2nd load inside me which triggered Dan to shoot too. after a few seconds Tom yanked his cock out, causing another squeal from me. He told me to clean his cock so I lifted myself off Dan's cock (Dan seemed to have dozed off) and sucked Toms flaccid willy. He grabbed my head and told me to hold still as he released his post orgasmic piss down my throat. once finished he started to get dressed. He called over to Dan to say he would see him in work tomorrow and just walked out without a word or even a glance at me. Dan called me from the bed. He told me he had one last fuckload to give me and to get back into the bed and assume the position. 5 seconds later I was head down arse up on the bed as he climbed behind me. guess I'm still willing

Part 3 Eric sat there breathing a little heavy as his dialated pupils darted back and forth between me and Steve. This kid was spun. I took his head in my hands and started kissing him, tenderly making out with him. Part of me just wanted to backhand him and rape his hole, but there was plenty of time for that coming up. I had no idea if Eric had to work tomorrow or not, and I didn't give a fuck. I had him where I wanted him and he wasn't going anywhere for a while. And when we were finished with him, his mind and his world would be so fucked up, he probably wouldn't be in any shape to return to the Magic Kingdom anyway. I pushed him back on the bed and removed his towel. His teenage cock was rock hard, even with all the T he had already smoked. I'm sure the Viagra was responsible. I removed my shirt and layed on top of Eric, kissing him deeply. He moaned into my mouth as my hairy chest ground against his smooth one. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth. I reached between us and found one of those pretty pink nips and started pinching it. He moaned louder as his hips started moving, grinding his hard on against me. This kid had probably never touched his nips before. I was awakening the slut in him he hadn't been able to release himself yet. After I had worked his nipples for a bit, I sat up and looked down at my sweet young prince. He looked back at me with those dark Tina eyes and panted in desire. Then I leaned down and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted so sweet. I licked up his shaft where more precum a seeped down, and he moaned as I engulphed his entire rod, taking all six inches to the base. I nursed on his dick for a few moments while he groaned his approval. I didn't suck his dick for too long, cause there was somewhere else I wanted his load more. I knew he could probably cum once, but then the Tina would take over for sure and his dick would shrivel up. I pulled off his cock, much to his dissapointment, and stood up. I retrieved a pair of wrist restraints and rope, holding them up for Eric to see. "Are you ready, my Prince?" He just smiled up at me licking his lips and nodded yes. In mere moments Steve and I had Eric's wrists tied to the corners of the bed. I removed the rest of my clothes and grabbed some lube as I looked down at my living fantasy. His dark, hairy pits were fully exposed and that was the first place I went to next. I buried my face in first one, then the other licking and biting them as I breathed in his teenage musk. Eric groaned at this new erotic sensation that he never knew existed. I moved over to his nipples, licking and biting them as Eric moaned and lightly squeeled. Then I took the lube, and lubed up Eric's throbbing cock. I slid my ass down on it in one easy stroke. This kids average sized cock was no problem, and he groaned as I ground my hairy ass into his freshly shaved skin. I sat on him, using my experienced ass muscles to milk his cock. I played with his nipples as his hips started bucking upwards, faster and faster until his eyes rolled back into his head. "I'm cumming!" He gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh my God! Oh shit. Aaaaagggghhhh!" He cried out as he slammed his hips up into me. I knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his young life because of the drugs. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could as he filled my guts with a big load of 18 yo cum. He just layed there trembling as I carefully dismounted him. He twitched and jerked as I took his cock into my mouth to savour the taste of his cum. He begged me to stop as I sucked the head of his overly sensitive cock. Post orgasm torture is a favourite of mine. I stood up looked down at my captive prince. He just stared back at me with those glassy eyes. His body was bathed in a sheet of sweat which made his pale skin glisten in the light. I couldn't wait to leave some marks on his tender young body. His dark hair clung to his forhead, and I swept it off as I approached my first target. I pushed his head to the side as I planted my mouth on his neck. I started to suck as if I were a vampire. At first, Eric moaned, but as I sucked harder it started to become painful for him. He tried to object but I just covered his mouth with my hand and kept sucking on that fresh young skin. Eventually I pulled off with a strong sucking sound and looked at my handywork. A deep, dark red hickey showed prominently on his neck, marking him as my slut. I knew in a matter of minutes, it would become a deep purple. Now to move on to the main event for me. This kid didn't know it, but he was just mere moments away from receiving the first of many dirty loads that he would receive over the next few days, and probably his life. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs back until I exposed the real prize. His beautiful, pink, virgin hole. It was a thing of beauty. It looked so fragile and delicate. It was almost a shame that soon it would be a gaping wrecked cumhole. I said almost. Steve held Eric's legs for me as I dove on that little pucker of paradise. In no time at all, my little future whore was moaning loudly as he discovered yet another erogenous zone he hadn't explored. "Oh God that feels so good!" He cried out. "Eat my ass. Oh God please!" I feasted on his hole, sticking my tongue as far up him as I could get it. He just continued to moan his enjoyment as I sucked, licked, and nibbled his pink pucker. After a nice long ass eating session, I went to the dresser and found a nice sized shard. Returning to the bed I grabbed the lube and squirted some directly into Eric's hole. Then I inserted a finger, slowly until it was all the way in. Eric moaned as he felt his asshole breached for the first time ever. I worked one finger in and out, alternating between my index and middle finger. Then I put two fingers in the boy while he continued to moan. His hole was relaxing quickly, thanks to the drugs we had given him. Then I picked up the good sized shard. I knew it was a lot for his first time, but he was young and healthy, and I wanted to fuck him up. I placed the shard on Eric's hole, then pushed it in with my two fingers. He let out a small hiss as the sharp edges scraped his tender flesh. I buried it in him as far as I could. "Oh God, it's burning, why is it burning?" He cried out after a few seconds. "Make it stop!" "Shhh my prince." I hushed him. "This is just a booty bump. It's going to make your ass beg for our cocks." I continued to push two fingers in and out of him. I didn't use a third, because I wanted him to still be tight when I entered him. I enjoyed the slight pinkness that appeared on my fingers. I knew he would absorb my babies into him that much quicker. He started moaning again and I knew the burning had subsided. Steve released the kids legs as I sat back and lubed up my cock. Then I placed his knees over my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock against Eric's hole. "Aren't you going to use a condom?" He asked me with a worried look on his face. "Trust me my prince." I said to him. "Condoms don't feel good, and I know what you need. You need to be released from your strict upbringing and taught the joy of man on man sex in it's purest form. And I'm going to do that. I'm going to release you." With that, I started pushing myself self into him, taking possession of him, owning him like no other man will ever again. It was enough to make me want to explode right then. I knew this first fuck from me would not be a long one. I was way too turned on by my fantasy coming true. But later, I would be able to fuck him for hours. I watched his eyes pop open when my cockhead past his sphincter. "Take it out please." He gasped. "It's too big!" I didn't say a word as Steve placed a popper soaked handkerchief over the young princes mouth and nose, so he was only able to breath in the fumes. It's so great to have a partner who already knows the right things to do. Eric went kind of limp as I pushed forward into him, and by the time I was balls deep, he was letting out a deep gutteral moan. I stayed still as Steve removed the handkerchief, and looked down on my barely concious prince. 12 hours ago, he was a friendly Disney employee with dreams of going to BYU. Now here he was, drugged up in the hotel room of a guy he didn't really know with a hard cock buried deep inside him, minutes away from having his guts filled with poz cum. I waited till his eyes fluttered, and he looked at me trying to focus. His mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but no words formed. I just grabbed his thighs and started fucking him. Grunts escaped his pretty pink lips every time I slammed myself into him. His head flopped back and forth as I rode him hard. He started to form words that sounded like, fuck me, fuck me, but I couldn't be sure. I grabbed his bottom teeth and opened his mouth, spitting into it a few times, enjoying the sight of my spit slide down into his throat. I was really close when I held his strong thighs against me and just jackhammered his little cunt. My whole body felt like it was exploding when my cock finally shot off and I let out a gutteral, "ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," as I filled that sweet Mormon boy with his first load of dirty cum. I just collapsed on top of Eric, barely able to breathe as I watched Steve lubing up his cock for his turn.

This is because California had a problem with people not calling 911 so they passed a law in 2013 SEC. 2. Section 11376.5 is added to the Health and Safety Code, to read: 11376.5. (a) Notwithstanding any other law, it shall not be a crime for a person to be under the influence of, or to possess for personal use, a controlled substance, controlled substance analog, or drug paraphernalia, if that person, in good faith, seeks medical assistance for another person experiencing a drug-related overdose that is related to the possession of a controlled substance, controlled substance analog, or drug paraphernalia of the person seeking medical assistance, and that person does not obstruct medical or law enforcement personnel. No other immunities or protections from arrest or prosecution for violations of the law are intended or may be inferred. (b) Notwithstanding any other law, it shall not be a crime for a person who experiences a drug-related overdose and who is in need of medical assistance to be under the influence of, or to possess for personal use, a controlled substance, controlled substance analog, or drug paraphernalia, if the person or one or more other persons at the scene of the overdose, in good faith, seek medical assistance for the person experiencing the overdose. No other immunities or protections from arrest or prosecution for violations of the law are intended or may be inferred.

My husband is dead because of meth. He wasn't a user at all. Last March, he went to a party with a known meth dealer and sex pig, and when it was all over and Mark was returned to me, he said that someone at the party slipped him something. Mark collapsed at the party quite suddenly and had a seizure. The doctor who examined him said that he found a hefty dose of methamphetamines in his system. Mark came home the next day a broken man. Two weeks later, he was dead from a blood clot to the lungs. The coroner found no evidence of drugs in Mark's system. So the drug didn't directly kill him, but when he got his dose, he reacted badly and fell. That fall caused the blood clot that killed him. See what I mean by this? This same dealer pulled the same act on his now-ex fiancé. Drugged him up to the point of OD because it was "fun for him". They brought him back without professional medical assistance, and when the victim got better, he was turned out into the alley behind the apartment at 2am. Now this dealer has gone into hiding. He knows he's a marked man. Party drugs are simply not worth the risk, the harm that you cause to others. My life is a wreck because my husband is dead, and all because some prick decided his parTy was more important than his friends.

We went upstairs and sat at the bar. There were a few guys by now and I saw them looking at us with some disgust. The barman served us a couple of beers. He dropped a coin when he was putting the money in the cash register. When he bent down I saw a wet patch on the back of his trousers. I could now see Bill better in the glow from the lights behind the bar. He was skinny and older than I thought, with wispy hair and thin, waxy skin and liver spots over the back of his wrinkled hands. He also had a noticeable sore on his bottom lip and I shuddered at the memory of his kiss, and those diseased lips around my cock, He grinned at me "I heard about your exploits downstairs last night. Sounds like you're a right dirty bastard!" he said. I blushed and grinned back, then sipped my beer. He leaned towards me and said in a low voice. "I take it you're poz like me, then?" "I'm...not sure. I've never been tested." He chuckled and winked at me. "If you've been fucking bare downstairs, I think we can safely assume you are now!" My hand shook a little as I remembered the previous evening and being bred by the man with the biohazard tattoo... He saw my excitement. "You like the thought of it...the dirty sex?" My throat was dry and I could only nod. "Time for me to do my rounds. Want to come?" Intrigued, I said alright and he suddenly went serious. "You come with me and there's no turning back. I live in the gutter and plumb the depths." I looked into his evil face, lined and gaunt from god knows what depraved activities and swallowed my beer. "let's go." I said, aware of the darkness emerging from my soul. We went outside. It was getting dark and the broken pavement glistened with rain. We went down a side street, then turned into a dark alley way with a flickering sign at the end which said Gay Cinema. Inside was a small booth with a bored looking fat guy watching some monitors playing porn. I paid the money for both of us, and followed Jim into the cinema. It was dim, smelly and lit only by a screen showing a close up of a bare cock thrusting between two huge buttocks. There were quite a few men watching. They all seemed to be middle aged or older, real dirty raincoat brigade, most of them wanking judging by the furtive movements of their arms. He ignored them and led me to a staircase leading down to the toilet which consisted of a single cubicle, broken wash basin and a urinal. There was a big hole cut in the cubicle door and I could see in the dim light that some padding had been put around the rim. The door below the hole was covered in dark stains and the whole, claustrophobic area reeked of piss. "Makes the toilet in the bar seem positively four star, don't it?" Bill pulled me into the cubicle and shut the door. It was dark and the toilet bowl had no seat. "After a couple of hours watching porn, they're ready to pop." he said, "and they 'ain't interested in anything but a warm, wet hole to do it in. You up for this?" I took a deep breath. "Yes," realising as I said it what I had become. "One more thing. They're not exactly interested in personal hygiene either, let alone the last time they went to a clap clinic. This is the gutter, mate." I nodded my agreement. He sat on the porcelain bowl, undid my belt and pulled my trousers and pants down. "Nice," he said as my erection sprang free. " but that’s not what we're here for. Turn around." I did as I was told, and he produced some lube and tenderly anointed my arsehole. I giggled and said "I feel like it's my wedding night!" He laughed, and turned me round again. "Stick your arse through the hole." I squatted and found it was big enough to put my whole bottom through, until I was half sitting, half squatting on the padding. Bill stood up. To pass the time, he opened his flies and pushed his thickening cock in my mouth. As I sucked, he opened some poppers and the cubicle filled with aroma until my cheeks felt flushed and my heart pounded. Suddenly, a rough finger was thrust into my cunt, making me jump with shock. "Ah," "Said Bill."Got one, have we?" A second finger was thrust in me, making me wince with pain as the nails scratched me, but I held still. I heard the man grunt appreciatively as he found my hole was well-lubed. The fingers withdrew and I felt hands on my buttocks pulling them apart a little, and then a blunt, heavy cock was pushed into me. My cunt stretched around the head, and then the shaft slid up me until I could feel his hairy stomach against my cheeks.. "Oh, Christ!" I gasped as it began to fuck me. Bill sat down on the bowl, holding my face in his hands. He kissed me then ruffled my hair. "Good boy!" He whispered. I was jerking against the door as the man started thrusting heavily in and out. Footsteps sounded on the stairs and I heard a low chuckle of surprise. "Fuckin' hell! Give us a look, mate!" The cock in me slid most of the way out, and the voice said. "Bareback, eh? Dirty bastard" The man fucking me made no reply. I could tell by the urgency in his thrusts he was close to coming and grabbed the bottle and took a deep sniff. As the chemical hit my brain, the cock in my arse swelled and throbbed and I knew it was coming in me. Finally it stopped. After a pause, the softening cock slid out of me, and I felt sperm dribble over my balls. There was the sound of water in the basin, and at the same time the newcomer pushed a finger in me, sliding easily into the lube and spunk. "Don't mind if I do!" he chortled, and I felt his long, thin cock slip easily up me He fucked me like a rabbit, rapidly in and out then suddenly pushed tight against me. "Coming in you!" he groaned and by his jerky movements I knew he was filling me up. Then, brutally, he pulled out and we heard him stumble upstairs. Bill pulled me up and turned me round. He pulled my cheeks apart. " Bloody hell, it's dripping alright. Looks like you got plenty of babies pumped in you." He licked my hole delicately, savouring the taste of the spunk, as several sets of footsteps clattered down the stairs. "Sounds like the word's got round " he said, turning me back and pushing my bottom towards the glory hole. "Can’t disappoint your lovers, can we?" I heard low whispers of appreciation as my arse appeared, rustles of clothing and zips being lowered, and then I was penetrated again, sagging against Jim's neck as he kissed my cheek and whispered encouragingly to me. One after another, they raped my arsehole with all manner of cocks, small, fat, long, thin and not a condom between them. Once the last footsteps had gone back upstairs, Bill lifted me off the glory hole. I was wringing with sweat and sperm was running down my thighs as my cunt gaped from all the pounding. He turned me round and produced a filthy cloth. “Cum rag.” He grinned and used it to wipe the worst of the spunk and lube dripping from my battered arsehole down my balls and thighs. My cock was rigid and tingly and fit to burst and I knew I was lost in piggery, never to return. Jim turned, lowered his clothes and bent over the smelly toilet bowl. “Climb on, lad. I think you deserve it.” I took the lube, smeared some over my cock, and pushed forward, sliding deliciously into a hot, grainy heat which made me gasp with pleasure and disgust at the same time. “Can’t… can’t hold it!” I gasped. “ Spunk up me, then!” He cried and with a howl of release I felt my cock burst into throbbing ecstasy and I shot my spunk up him. For the first time, I noticed a small, cracked mirror on the rear wall and saw myself in the dim light crouched over the naked man, cock deep in his arse, face flushed with lust and perversion. I smiled at my true self and licked my lips as I moved my cock in him ensuring my cum was pushed deep in his guts…

Time to ram it home. After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits. When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out. After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?" "Why would you think that?" "You haven't worked out with me for a while." "Rambo, it's been three days. Hardly 'a while'. "Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking." "No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I can't lie. It's definitely fun." "You like me covering you in poz cum, right?" "It's fucking hot, man. You and your cock are amazing." "Come over tonight." "I can't. Joseph is here." "Make an excuse. I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours." "Fuck, okay. I'll be there." The cheating mode was already in him: the need to go even further. Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely. The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous. "How'd you get out?" "I waited till he fell asleep. He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long." "Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips. He let out an almost girlish moan. I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear. His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat. He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away. My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole. "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air. "Fuck yeah" he replied, mesmerized by the prospects. "Fuck yes daddy." I repeated "Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth. "Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole." He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole. I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat. "OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned. I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock. I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it: his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock. He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved. Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds. We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room. He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff. I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more. I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole. Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly. Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo." "I want you too." "I want to fuck you so good." "Fuck...." "I want to make you moan." "Yeah...." "I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you." "Fuck, Daddy." "Fuck yeah. Daddy wants to fuck his boy." "Fuck, Daddy." "You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?" "Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone. I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good." "Fuck yes, Daddy." "Say it." "Fuck me, Daddy." "Say it, boy!" "FUCK ME DADDY!" I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure. Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him. He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole. His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body. Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him. He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him. He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!" "This is poz dick inside you, Rambo." "Fuck!!!!" He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper. I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo" "Fuck I know, I know I know." "You like me to fill you with my poz load?" "Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy." "Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. "Fuck Daddy." He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me. "You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?" "Fuck me, yes, Daddy." "You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?" At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm. "Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh." "You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?" "Yessssssssssssssssssss." "Say it." "I love poz Daddy fucking me." "I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...." I began to pile-drive his ass. It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock. "Joseph never fucks you this way, right?" He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked. So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message: "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?" "No." "So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Say it, boy." "I love Daddy's dick more! I love your daddy dick more. Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more." "You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo." "Yes I am "Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him. Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo." "I'm a cheating whore. I love poz cock." "Joseph never fucks you like this." "Noone ever fucks me like this." "You love it, don't you, cumslut." "Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!" "I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole." "Please, cum in me, Daddy!" I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him. He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued. I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole. I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me. Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth. For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face. When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance. He slept for a good five hours. When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort: Joseph. God knows hes gonna need some TLC.