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This is mostly fiction with a little real life experience Growing up in a small agricultural community in the eighties and nineties I had to hide my attraction to other guys. not that there weren't many gay or bi men in the area we all just kept what we did out of site. Growing up that way I learned to be very conservative and low key about my dating life. mostly dating females and only occasionally enjoying time with other men. Looking back I think most of my attraction to women was because society had made me feel that's how I should be. and I just became used to it but there wasn't a relationship I was in that I didn't end up cheating on the woman at some point with another man. After several failed marriages.one of which actually ended when my wife at the time walked in on me with another man actually fucking me. I decided to stop trying to be the way the people I grew up around said I should be. Eventually I found a woman I was compatible with. she was like me was bisexual and our relationship has been an open one. we have sex with each other but can play outside the relationship her with other women me with men . While I was blindly trying to find myself my sister had gone on to have several failed marriages of her own and have kids. her oldest kid Garrett turned out to be gay something we could all tell from a young age. My sister was raised in the same conditions as me and unlike me hadn't moved away so had no idea how to deal with having a gay child. Being a good uncle I did what I could to help the boy come to terms with himself becoming almost a mentor and second father to him after his actual father disowned. him a situation I found funny because I know for a fact the man had had several homosexual encounters when he was younger . Eventually my sister got tired of living in that toxic environment and moved close to me. after that it was easier for me to help my nephew with any issues he was having Almost from the start I could see my nephew was going to have a very different life then I had led. I had always been with men that were very discreet many of them married men who were cheating on their wives. Garrett on the other hand became very outspoken and proud about his sexuality once away from the oppressive atmosphere of our home town. he was gay was proud to be gay and let everyone know it . So it wasn't long before I didn't really have much to teach him anymore. in fact instead of being his mentor or role model like I had been when he was young I began to learn a bit from him . The one thing I had stressed to him from before he lost his virginity was the need for safe sex practices and to always use condoms. even after prep came out I stressed the importance of condoms to him every chance I got. I myself at that point had only ever been with three men without using protection. all three had been men I was absolutely sure I could trust I was almost fanatical about it . Garrett of course started to roll his eyes at me whenever I brought it up. as he got older and would even argue with me about it saying my opinions were outdated and that the world wasn't as dangerous as when I was young for sexual exploration . Then one weekend my life and outlook completely changed . My partner and sister decided that they needed a long weekend in Vegas just the two of them to relax and get away from work and family. Garrett was old enough to watch his younger siblings while they were gone but my sister didn't fully trust him not to throw parties or do anything else that might damage the house or her other kids. so asked me if I would stay there and keep a eye on things. I of course love my nephews and nieces so agreed to stay but because I'm not a masochist. I quickly found a way to pawn the younger kids off for most of the weekend I had though Friday night would be a nice relaxing night the foyr younger kids were all staying the night with friends and I assumed Garrett would be out on date or with friends so I had thought that I would have the house to myself . That evening after dropping off my last niece I browsed grindr for a little while even went to a nearby gay bar but I didn't find anyone that really sparked my interest. so I decided it just wasn't my night so decided to go back to my sisters house and relax the rest of the night maybe look more the next day. I was more than a little surprised to find Garrett was home when I got back to the house and he wasn't alone.there was a trans there that I knew was one of his good friends that I had met before there named Jenny. there were also five guys I didn't know all older than Garrett and his friend I was guessing in their mid twenties. I asked Garrett what the hell was going on but he just told me to relax which of course I didn't or not right away. I admit I didn't want to come across as a asshole old man so didn't try to break up the gathering . With the younger people in the living room I decided to go and sit in the kitchen and play on my phone so as not to disturb them. from there though I was able to hear them talking and was able to learn a lot. It turns out most of the older guys didn't know each other and Garrett actually only knew one of them the rest he had met on grindr it turned out he had been looking there to find tops interested in a orgy with him and jenny I was a bit shocked when I learned that and part of me wanted to go in there and stop it right then. but the part of me that didn't want to be an asshole stopped me. They were all over the age of consent and willing who was I to step in. I admit I also was a bit jealous of the situation. I had fantasized about being in situations like that and had watched porn where that happened. I had never been brave enough to try anything like it. From the kitchen I listened as Garrett assured his new friends his uncle was cool and that they should move on to the fun part. Again I almost got up to put a stop to it but didn't. I couldn't make out much of what I heard after that just the occasional comment from one of the guys about how good a ass looked or a compliment about sucking skills. After about five minutes I couldn't help myself I just had to see what was happening. I had thought by that point they would be really getting into it already. But to my surprise they were taking it slow. As I looked through the door I could see all of them were naked. Three of the tops were on the couch. The other two in recliners. Garrett and Jenny were both on their knees on the floor one in front of each of the men in recliners sucking their cocks. I couldn't move from the door. All five of the tops my nephew had found were fit and attractive. Three seemed to be white one appeared Hispanic while the last seemed to be black or perhaps mixed race. They were also all very well hung The smallest cock there was at least seven inches. The biggest was on the black guy and was probably ten inches and very thick a cock like you see in porn. As I continued to watch from the door the planned orgy really got started. The 2 white guys from the couch got up and one moved behind each of the people sucking and began to lube and loosen them up. Two things shocked me one was seeing that Jenny didn't have any balls hanging under her cock( I found that very hot). The other was there wasn't a condom in sight. Once again I almost stopped it and once again I didn't. I just stood there and watched as Garrett and Jenny started to get fucked raw by guys they had just met online. The guy Jenny was sucking must have been very turned on by the situation because he came quickly and after Jenny finished swallowing the black man took his place. It was to much for me the sights smells and sounds had me more aroused than I had ever been and I so wanted to join the fun. But the conservative side of my nature prevented me from giving in to the desire. Not being able to take it anymore I walked away went into my sisters room and shut the door turning on the TV. But what I had just seen wouldn't leave my head and soon found my cock in my hand. I'm ashamed to admit it took less than two minutes of stroking before I covered my own chest with cum. After I cleaned myself up I tried to just watch TV and pretend there wasn't a sex party in the other room. It only partially worked even with the sound up I could hear the men calling that they were going to cum or things like that. After a couple hours I just had to get a drink so braved the walk to the kitchen and did my best to not look into the living room I did a quick look. From that glance it seemed it was either winding down or most were taking a break. Other than Jenny riding the Hispanic man's cock the rest seemed to be just relaxing sitting around naked. It took me some time to decide what I wanted to drink but eventually settled on a beer and hurried back to the room. To my surprise the room wasn't empty. The black man was standing partially cover by what appeared to be my sisters robe looking at the family photos she kept in there. I just stood frozen in the door not sure what to do. He finally noticed I was standing there he didn't seem bothered buy his nudity or the fact he was caught in my sisters room Before I could think of something to say he beat me to it. " cute family " was all he said as he turned away from the photos "your nephew is particularly sexy little bitch" Not that he was facing me I got a real good look at his cock that was still visible through the open robe. It was only semi hard but still look so big I also noticed he wasn't circumcised I had never seen a uncircumcised cock in person before. I'm sure I looked like a idiot just standing there not saying anything I know I felt like one I was over a decade older then the man in a house owned by my sister but I was nervous and didn't know what to say or do. I finally manged to say " thanks they are a great group and Garrett is a good kid" as I walked the rest of the way into the room. " oh he is good alright. good at sucking and a good tight little cunt to fuck." Was his reply as he continued to look around the room Him saying Garrett had a tight cunt kind of confused me for a second then I remembered I had seen porn where some of the more alpha tops would say that to the guys they were fucking they usually also called the men they fucked fags a term I had always found offensive. " I'm glad you had a good time" was all I could think to say as I watched him walk around the room though mostly watched his cock. " oh I love little white bitches like him and his trans whore friend his little faggot ass was tight. I had a hard time getting all up in him" he said this casually as he sat down on the bed to my surprise I didn't find it offensive that he had just referred to my nephew by a name that had always made me angry before nor did him calling him a little bitch or Jenny a whore. " I hope you don't mind me coming in here? I needed a break younger guys are fun to fuck but sometimes can get on my nerves" he continued the conversation while still trying to get comfortable on the bed though now the bathrobe coverd almost nothing " I still want to nut a few more times tonight but need a break" Feeling even more nervous I sat on the edge of the bed trying to make it look like I was more interested on what was on the TV than him. And took a sip of beer while thinking how to respond. I knew he was older than Garrett and Jenny but though he was around the same age as the other tops that had been invited. Though I admit growing up in a mostly white community I sometimes had a hard time telling the ages of black or Asian people. Just to say something I asked " your not that much older than the other guys Garrett invited are you? I know your older than him and jenny but thought you were about the same age as the others" He laughed at that " fuck bitch I'm 34. But thanks for the compliment. I usually don't fuck with guys as young as your nephew but couldn't pass up a party like this" Again I couldn't think of what to say it blew my mind he was only three years younger than I was As I sat there not knowing what to say he pulled out a joint and lite it taking a big hit I didn't say anything because my sister smoked regularly so wouldn't notice the smell. Silently he offered it to me. Normally I don't smoke weed but with the night I had had I thought fuck it I took to big hits before handing it back to him it was just then I realized I didn't know his name I didn't know any of the names of the men Garrett had incited over Deciding I probably should be polite I introduced myself guessing he would do the same.to my surprise he just laughed and said " you can call me daddy. Maybe big daddy. I was a bit taken a back by that in my life I had only ever called on man daddy in a sexual situation but that's a story for another time I had never just said it to a random man so a bit offended and confused I just muttered " umm ok " He laughed again still spread out on the bed with his body on display " don't act all offended. Every fag needs a daddy. You are a fag ain't ya Again the use of that word didn't set off my temper like it always in the past " yes I'm bi and like to have men fuck me but I'm not a fag or faggot" I replied but not with any real conviction "Don't act all made ain't nothing wrong with being a fag just means you like it when guys like me take your cunt out for a spin" again hearing cunt seemed to be out of place but I found it kind of hot as well About then we heard a load shout from the other room either Garrett or Jenny was about to get another load of cum. I realized I had completely forgotten that the others were still out there. I also realized there was more than just Marijuana in that joint. I had very few experiences with drugs so I didn't know what he might have laced that with but knew it was laced but again didn't care I was feeling good so I gestured for him to pass it to me again As I took a couple more hits he suddenly got up off the bed I just watched confused as he walked to the TV " fuck this stupid shit" he said as he gestured to the episode of ncis on the TV pulling his phone and connecting to to the TV I short order he a porn going on the TV it showed a smaller skinny white guy getting fucked by 2 large black men Getting back onto the bed he took the joint back and took a few hits. As hot as the video was the black man next to held my interest more his body was near perfect he was around six foot tall well built like he spent a lot of time at the gym he also had a great many tattoos I took some time to study his tattoos like most I couldn't tell the meaning of all of them there was one that I thought I should recognize the meaning of but couldn't put my finger on it it was a scorpion on his stomach a few inches up from his cock Ok in my defense because I had always been so discreet and low key I never really fully embraced the gay culture so it's not to surprising I didn't recognize a tattoo that almost every gay man in the western hemisphere would know on site I later remembered that I did hear about tattoos like that in the past but it had been awhile and whatever he had in that joint was really messing with my brain. As I was looking him over he had just been watching the porn saying nothing the suddenly says out of nowhere he tells me " your nephew says your real repressed. Only have boring sex with boring men." I didn't know exactly how to answer that so he went on " don't you ever just want to have some real fun let loose and actually enjoy your life?" At first I was going to tell him why I was how I am my background where I came from all of that to try to justify myself to him. But then I did something I didn't even expect I reached out grabbed his cock and pulled myself closer so I could lower my mouth onto it. He was still only semi hard but within seconds that began to change I could feel getting harder but the second I have always been proud of how well I suck a cock have never had problems fully taking a cock in my mouth and down my throat but I could tell I wouldn't be able to handle all this monster my jaws could barley open wide enough and I knew there was no way my throat could "Oh fuck boy your nephew will be proud of you" came the amused comment as I felt his hand land on the back of my head . As I sucked he kept adding pressure to my head making me take more of his cock Into my mouth. Finally using enough pressure that I was choking on his cock After the first time I choked when he let me up I found him holding a bottle of poppers I took a hit and went back down on his cock that became a game he would close me with his massive dick then give me poppers when I was catching my breath. He didn't say anything as I sucked until I was trying to get my breath back for the fifth time then he admitted " I was hoping this would happen when I seen you walk in. You nephew is cute enough but your more my type I like the more mature fags." Not Knowing the best thing to say I thought going back to sucking him would be the best reply but to my surprise he stopped me. Getting up from the bed he told me to go onto the bathroom and clean myself out and that he would get what we needed I was confused but didn't argue. When I came back in the room I saw he had a foot stool on the bed plus some rope I know my sister used to air dry some of her clothes what looked like some of her nylons and a couple dildos I guessed were also my sisters. I looked at all the items then at him he explained that he felt since I had only been in boring situations he would show me parts of what I missed then he let me take the last few hits fro the joint and some more poppers. I was very buzzed as I followed his directions to get on the bed leaning over the padded footstool he the proceeded to used the rope to tie my hands to the headboard then used the nylons tie my ankles to the foot board Finally he he took some cloth I hadn't seen him with into my mouth then use another stocking to tie it I'm place so I couldn't talk Just so you know those are your sisters panties I put in your mouth didn't want to ruin her clean ones so got those out of the dirt clothes hamper That made me pause for a second thinking I might have misjudged this man and this situation then it occurred to.me it was to late to have those thoughts I felt him move I behind me and begin to rub lube on my ass then felt his finger then two enter me. He explained as he worked he was going to get me ready for what was to happen next. He pulled his finger out and I felt him put the smaller of the 2 dildos in me laughing he told me " I cam tell your cunt hasn't had a cock like mine. I don't want to break you" He switched to the bigger dildo and continued to loosen me up as this happened I lost all reservations I'm not sure if it was the situation the poppers or whatever he had in that joint but I had never been a turned on as I was at that moment As he was finishing with the second dildo he he went on to say " your nephew told me it's been like fifteen years since you had sex raw is that true" gagged as I was I could only nod " well that shit changes tonight daddy don't fuck with no condoms fags take my cock bare. Is that OK with you? A part of my brain was screaming at me to shake my try to spit out the gag and tell him fuck no but I found myself nodding again instead. "Well that's good. Not like you have much choice now" As I felt him move into position behind me I tensed a little and tried to force myself to relax as I felt the head of his cock touch my ass I tensed again having second thoughts about letting a cock that big into me. From the first seconds he got his head in I knew it was going to take all I had not to scream or cry as my ass tried to accommodate a cock almost as thick as a keystone can but I bit down on the gag and just let it happen When it felt he was about halfway in and that I was going to be ripped in half he stopped pushing in in ad just sat there for a second the told me " it's ok daddy knows it's big but daddy will make it fit" I of course could answer even if I had want Ed to Daddy began fucking me then not to hard just long slow thrusts getting deeper each time in less than a few minutes he was balls deep in me and my ass had finally gotten used to his thick cock so I knew the fun was really about to start. Daddy really started then sometimes going hard and fast sometimes long slow strokes others times pulling it almost all the way fast then shoving all ten inches in has hard and fast as he could. I still felt stretched but was loving every second my own cock had never been Harder After about seven to 10 minutes I felt him tense getting ready to cum " you ready for this fag? Ready for daddy to change your life? : I had no idea what he was talking about but wanting to feel him fill my ass with cum something I hadn't had in far to long. "Here it comes daddy is about to knock your ass up " he said as I felt his whole body tense It seemed he came for forever though probably lasted less than 2 seconds but he pumped lots of cum deep into my body. To my surprise he didn't pull out but went right back to fuck me his cock not going even a little soft " don't worry bitch we ain't done yet. I got at least tone more load for you faggot cunt." He told me as began to fuck me hard again. I ki da lost track of time at that point he kept fucking me reaching down to give me the occasional hit of poppers then I heard another voice " hey man whats going on?" I recognized the voice as belonging to one of the other invited tops. "Just wanted to see if the uncle is as good a fuck as his nephew" daddy replied to the man as he walked into the room " well is he ? " the man asked curiously. " fuck even better much tighter henisnt the slut his little fag nephew or that whore trans bitch are." Was his reply " Wow a nephew and uncle that are both chasers. That's fucking hot" the man did sound like he was surprised " naw this one is just a regular fag doesn't even know I'm poz been to sheltered to recognize my tat" was daddies laughing answer to him I was in full panic mode what they said made it through the poppers and weed. Holy shit this guy guy was poz and not only had I let him fuck me raw he had already cum in me once. I didn't know what to do thought about trying to get up to make him stop but I was tied up and tied up well. I had no chance . Then it hit me it was already to late he had already bread me why try to fight it why not just enjoy the rest of the sex? So that's what I did. The new guy came and sat on the bed near my face it was the first close look I got at him it was one of the white guys he also had a tattoo above his cock. His was the biohazard tattoo that I did definitely recognize. After that I didn't pay much attention to him all I could do is enjoy the massive cock that was really really stretching me out. I was starting to get sore by the time I could feel him get ready to cum again to my own surprise I was excited not scared and as I felt his body tense I could feel a orgasm building in me as well as I felt his second poisoned load go deep into my guys I shot my own load all over the bed. As I felt daddy move from behind me I heard my nephews voice " so it worked uncle Jason did get involved in our little party. Mom was right he couldn't resist,. I looked back and saw him and jenny standing by the door with the rest all still nude. I tried to ask him what he meant but was still gagged luckily the man on the bed untied the gag and I spit out the panties. "What do you mean your mom was right? " I asked him now very confused. She said if we had this party here like this you would end up joining in. He said with a smile. "Even arranged the trip to Vegas to help set it up. This was always a poz party but not for me and jenny daddy pozed us months ago you were the guest of honor though only me jenny and daddy knew that until now" I was really confused this made no sense so I just had to ask him why they would do this why they would want to Well for myself I wanted to do it for you to free you. Let you really enjoy this part of your life not live in fear." He told me moving closer to the bed. " mom on the other hand said it was payback. You managed to cause her to get knocked up this is her returning the favor" I was curious that she had shared parts of the past with him and that she still held the grudge but before I could think more about it my nephew spoke again " Don't worry uncle Jason we can talk more later it's getting late and these other guys probably want a turn on you before we get some sleep." As he sat down on the bed watch he went on its a even bigger day tomorrow another 3 poz tops are coming so is a special guest." As he finished talking I felt one of the other men move in behind me and push his cock into my now very loose very wet ass and I knew he was right it was going to be a long night and I would love every minute of i

This story is for entertainment purposes. This fictitious story is derived from my imagination. All characters are of legal age and all acts are consensual. I finally got myself composed and got dressed. The drink Cindy brought me definitely helped. I walked out onto the back patio where TJ and Cindy were waiting. They we’re still naked and dinner was on the table, along with a fresh pitcher of margaritas. I took a seat and that’s when TJ break the silence by asking me to pass my plate. I avoided eye contact. I felt ashamed for eating his girlfriend out just moments before. Cindy told me I didn’t have to get dress. She explained they were nudists and rarely wore clothing around the house. TJ suggested I get undressed and get comfortable, so I did. As we were eating dinner, TJ asked if I enjoyed eating Cindy’s pussy? I kinda chocked on my food and whispered “yes.” He said “that’s great, because I’m counting on you to help me keep her satisfied.” TJ had mentioned some time ago he was having a problem keeping up with her sexual appetite, but I never imagined this ever happening. Than TJ asked me if I enjoyed the taste of Cindy’s pussy. I told him I did, but she tasted different. He laughed and told me he wasn’t surprised. He said he had just fucked her and cummed in her about ten minutes before she came to my room and I was also eating his cum. I was simultaneously shocked and excited. One problem with nudism is you can’t hide your excitement! Cindy than asked if my meal was ok. I told her it was delicious. She said hers was a little dry and than she asked TJ if he had any of that special sauce she loves. He said he was sure he could whip some up for her quickly. That’s when he stood up and started playing with his massive cock. I sat there mesmerized by the sheer size of it. I finally got the nerve to ask him how big he was. He replied “13” and almost 9” around.” He started breathing a little heavy and than shot the biggest load of cum I had ever seen; even in porn. He shot his wad onto Cindy’s food. She than took a bite and made the yum sound. “Thanks honey. That’s what my meal needed.” TJ saw I was amazed and dumbfounded by what had just happened. He explained she has a non-stope desire for cock and cum. He than told me he has a condition called Hyperspermia. He explained he produces a lot more cum than the average person. He told me the most he has ever measured was a little over 1/3 cup of sperm. Since everything was out in the open, literally, I asked Cindy how it felt to be fucked by TJ? And what does it feel like when he cums? She placed her hand on mine and said “if you play your cards right, you will know for yourself later babe.” I was somewhat embarrassed and frightened. TJ and I have been friends for over twenty years and I had no idea about any of this. Cindy than told me she couldn’t take his entire cock in her pussy for obvious reasons, but her ass loves every inch. We finished dinner and than decided to get in the pool. I have to admit, I was enjoying this whole nudist thing. It felt quite natural and freeing. I’m not sure if I’d feel the same around strangers. I swam a couple of laps than went to the shallow end to rest. I sat on one of the pool steps and watched my friends splashing and playing. Than Cindy swam up to me and said she was thirsty. I offered to pour her a drink, but she replied that wasn’t what she was thirsty for. She asked me to sit on the edge of the pool. As soon as I was seated, she went down on me. She was able to take my entire cock down her throat. I suppose me only being about 7” long and 6” around , my cock was a piece of cake compared to TJ’s. TJ swam up to get a better look. I leaned back on my elbows and enjoyed her oral skills. Than I herd TJ tell her she was a good cock whore. She continues with her slow rhythmic pace. I was getting close, but didn’t bother to tell her since I knew she wanted my cum in her mouth. When I started to cum, she went all the way down on me and didn’t come up until I had emptied my balls in her gut. After she released my spent dick from her mouth, I told her that was amazing and that I needed a drink. She joked and said TJ would be happy to oblige you. I laughed and said I was referring to a margarita. I had a few some bisexual experiences over the years, but never with any one I was friends with. They basically consisted of having a guy suck me off. I got up and went to the table where the pitcher of drinks were. Soon both of them followed me and poured themselves a drink. I was somewhat shocked at what happened next. TJ gave me a hug and thanked me for helping him out with Cindy. He told me he has wonted me to play with them for quite some time, but didn’t know how to break the ice. Than he kissed me on the lips with tongue and grabbed my dick. At first I didn’t respond. Not sure if it was from shock, or fright, but I realized I was comfortable with the situation and I finally responded by kissing him back and grabbing his dick. Not sure how long we were in that embrace because time seem to stop. After we broke off from the kiss, I released his cock from my grasp. He kept holding mine however. TJ told us to grab the drinks and he led me into the house by pulling me by my dick; Cindy followed close behind. We ended up in their bedroom. TJ pushed me onto the bed and told me the two of them were going to change my life for the better tonight. There I was on my back on their bed with my stiff dick pointing towards the ceiling. Than the two of them knelt down together next to my dick and they both started licking my shaft. Holy fuck I thought to myself. I wanted to lay back and close my eyes to enjoy what was happening, but I didn’t want to miss the show. At one point, Cindy came up to my face and kissed me with so much passion. Than she claimed over my head and sat her pussy down onto my mouth. I eagerly started eating her out. The sensation of eating her beauty pussy while receiving a fabulous blowjob was almost too much. If Cindy hadn’t of sucked me off in the pool a while ago, I know I would have cum already. Cindy started grinding on my face and announce she was going to cum and there it was, the flood of cunt juice splashing everywhere. That’s all it took and I instantly cummed in TJ’s mouth. Cindy climes off my face than began licking her juice off me. I looked up and TJ opened his mouth to show me my cum in his mouth. Than he moved up and gave Cindy a cum kiss. Than both of them took a turn feeding me with a sloppy kiss. I never wanted this night to end! To be continued…….

i had just turned 21, and it was given to another virgin... a woman. my story is all over BZ, conservative religious conditioning influenced my decision to marry a woman. Even though i knew i am attracted to males from an early age, i was conditioned to believe/feel that i was "sick, broken," and that hetero was the only acceptable form of sex. So, i lost my virginity with a woman. if she had had any questions about whether i was virgin, our first wedding night experience would have pretty much confirmed my virginity. i missed the first time. Yep, totally missed. I.e., i literally didn't get my penis in her vagina lol. It was dark, we were under covers and i was lying on top of her. Didn't take me long to orgasm, but essentially, i humped her. i remember thinking it didn't feel like i thought it would. She gently explained after that i had not gotten in, and she ended up on top for the first real sex between us. Which was probably a good thing since i was ignorant and didn't realize she needed to be opened, she was virgin and my girth is a bit more than average. Six years later, i had my first sex with a Man... i sucked Him off and swallowed every drop of His seed. After that, there was no putting the proverbial cat back in the bag, though i tried. Enough details to fill a book, and i'll spare BZ that ponderous tome. But i do not think that had i had 'lost my virginity' with a Man first, that i would have gone a different way. my conditioning that being attracted to Men was both "sick and sinful" was so strong and pervasive, i think i would have just felt ashamed and guilty and still tried to be straight. i honestly did not think/feel/believe gay was a real/honest option. After my first experience just sucking cock, which happened while i was married, i went home a told my wife (third time revealing this) that "i am gay and we need to separate." And we did, for 5 months or so, but it didn't stick. Guilt and shame on my part got us back together. It took me half my life to get free of the religious conditioning and accept who and how i am. i was having anonymous sex on the DL the entire time, fighting it the whole time. i was miserable with the lies and deception, but thought i was missing something, the 'key' to being able to resist my desires for a Man, that i was just a failure. Sex with Men didn't alter the conditioned response of guilt and shame. What did, was finally realizing that my beliefs were not in line with reality, that it wasn't me who was 'wrong' but my beliefs. i suspect had i had sex prior, and just made my decision to be with Men based on that, i would never have processed and seen through the religious conditioning... i would have just been sort of rebelling against it without understanding. Even though it seemed to take way to long for me to 'get it,' once i did, it was complete and thorough. It was instant peace after a lifetime of torture, and that has not changed to this day. i don't know if it's better this way, since i didn't go about it the other way, but i tend to feel the cost was worth the understanding i got out of it.

Saturday was an amazing day of Lust. Was huffing poppers through it all and one happy pig. I was fisted til 3am in the morning. slept til 9. At 10:30 I was getting fisted again. Then off to give a seminar on the power of promiscuous living, then back to my room to prepare to be a mare at the HorseMarket, where i was anonymously fucked by a pile of guys and bred by at least 4 of them, then more fisting. Fell asleep around midnight, slept deep and hard for 3 hours... and up for some popper and penis worship while i cruise the hookup apps

1. The sound of sex hit my ears as soon as I entered the apartment. I rolled my eyes and laughed a little. My roommate Mike and I had been living together for three years now, and both being young gay guys in NYC were pretty promiscuous, but lately Mike had gone into over drive. It had been common for both of us to bring home guys on the weekend, but now it wasn’t shocking for Mike to get fucked every night of the week. “Fuck boy, I’m gonna breed your pussy deep.” “Yeah! Use my hole. Fill me up!” “Take my load in this loose sloppy cunt.” “Fuck yeah!” “Fucking cum dump, leaking with loads.” “Add yours to my cunt Sir!” “Take my fucking cock slut!” I had stopped walking and was just listening at this point. My cock was hard in my jeans. Had Mike been taking loads all day, or was this just dirty talk? The pounding got louder and rougher, and then with a deep roar it came to a sudden end. My roommate was being flooded with cum. They went silent for a minute, and I moved into my bedroom so they wouldn’t know I had been listening in the hall. I could hear them moving around and presumably getting dressed. I peered out around my door as they came out of Mike’s room. A tall, older, bearded, bear walked out of Mike’s room, flashed him a smiled and left. Mike stood in his doorway for a moment in only a jockstrap. He and I are both around 5’9”, and work out reasonably often, he looked hot standing there. As I looked I noticed his light chest hair was matted down with what was obviously cum. He turned back into his room, and a moment later I got a text message from him. Hey, when are you coming home?” I shouted down the hall from inside my room, pretending I hadn’t just seen what happened, “I’m home.” Mike came into my room after a minute wearing a tank top and a pair of little gym shorts. “Hey,” he said a little sheepishly. “Hey, having fun?” I grinned. He laughed a little, “Yeah… I guess you could hear us.” “You guess? You’re not known for being quiet.” Now he laughed and blushed. “Cum dump,” I said teasingly. “Well…” he blanched for a moment, “If the title fits.” “What?” “I am kinda a cum slut.” I cocked my head to the side, “That was the sixth guy today.” “Fuck!” I was impressed, “How the fuck are you that horny. Like two guys in a day is a lot for me.” Mike laughed. “I don’t get off any more. I just get fucked.” He came and sat on my bed with me. He smelled like sweat and cum. “You don’t get off what do you mean?” “I don’t jerk off. I just get off from toys and cock.” Before I could ask any more questions, the apartment buzzer went off. With another rather embarrassed look Mike said, “I maybe invited one more guy over before I knew you were home.” He ran off to buzz the guy in, “Dinner after?” “Yeah I guess,” I said laying down on my bed to listen to my roommate get bred again.

My heart raced when I saw the parking lot full of mostly beater cars with license tags from every county in a 50 mile radius. After paying the $20 entry fee to the cute counterboy who shot me a shit-eating grin, I made my way through the club,wishing my eyes would adjust faster so I could see if where I was going. It did not take long before a multitudeof hands were rubbing my cock hard in the semi-darkness. One of thehands unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock which was immediately engulfed in some guy's warm deep mouth. I ran my fingers through his crunchy hair while I fucked his throat until he gagged. Not wanting to cum yet I pulled out of him and started making my way to look for some more action. In a corner I saw a hot blonde making-out with a brown haired boy and approached. Locking eyes with the blonde as I pressed my body into the back of the brown haired boy he was kissing. The brown haired boy responded by feeling up my body and then undid his pants and pushed them down a bit while he kept kissing the blonde. I spat on my cock and started to stroke. The brown haired boy turned his head toward me with his tongue out and we started kissing as I pressed into his back. Now that I could see his face I found him shockingly handsome and devoured his mouth which tasted like an ashtray yet I devoured him. He rubbed his hot ass harder against my cock. I figured I would see how far I could get raw and I spat on my hand and smeared his ass then started to press into him with a steady force. With his back still to me he started kissing the blonde again as I went in deeper. I could hear him moaning into the blonde's mouth then the blonde bent down to feel my cock pumping in his friend. Then I picked up the pace and brown haired boy separated a bit from the blonde so he could bend over and thrust his ass out to meet my thrusts in. The blonde leaned forward and put his tongue in my mouth. After touching tongues with him for a while hestarted whispering to me about how hot it was to watch me fuck his boyfriend. He said that his boyfriend was a slut to let a stranger fuck him bareback. He asked if I was poz to pull out before cumming and I smiled and whispered back that his boyfriend should pull off my cock soon if he doesn't want my charged load. The blonde whispered something to his boyfriend, who by that time I felt up enough to know was one of the hottest guys I had ever fucked. I was totally boned to feel two pierced nipples under his shirt and he moaned when I tweaked his bars. Whatever the blonde said made the brown haired boy turn his head to kiss me again. Through the kiss I said "I'm getting close to breeding you" which made him milk my cock harder. By this time a small crowd had gathered, attracted by the moaning and the sound of my hips rebounding off his hot ass. All of us were getting felt-up, including the blonde who was staring into my eyes again as I started to shoot-off deep in his boyfriend's hot hole. Half way though my spurtingthe brown haired by grabbed his hot cock which up until had been ignored by all, and beat off furiously. He came in five strokes, his ass spasming while I was still spurting in him. Some guy caught the brown haired boy's cum and fed some to me. The blonde leaned forward again and licked some of his boyfriend's cum off my lips as he beat off and whispered "I'm next."

Last Tuesday I came across a business traveler on Sniffies. He was staying at a hotel around the corner from where I live, but his profile pic, like mine, was of his ass. He was a bottom too, though his profile did say vers bottom. I'm a bottom through and through but those smooth brown cheeks and the little pucker peeking out from between them rearranged by brain chemistry and I found myself messaging him. "Hey, want that ass eaten?" "Yes," came the reply. Fifteen minutes later I was knocking on the door to his room. He unlatched it so I could push it open; by the time I was inside he was back on the bed, ass-up and ready. All the lights were off and the curtains closed, and for the first few minutes all I could make out was a silhouette. But that was all I needed. I dropped to my knees and began to eat his ass with a gusto I don't often have for analingus. As I ate I also stroked his cock, which got hard in my hand. I felt his hole push outward against my tongue a few times and then, suddenly, I could taste cum! Someone had nutted in his ass and he was now feeding that stranger's load to me. My tongue dug deep, probing for every last drop. It was at this point that I heard a soft knock at the door. "Get that," he instructed me. I unlatched the door the way he had for me, and quickly returned to my position on my knees so I could continue my search for stranger cum. With my eyes adjusted to the dark I could see that the newcomer was a black guy, though I couldn't see him well enough to discern his age. He stripped quickly and got on his back on the bed. Our host sucked his cock until it was hard, then slid forward. In no time he was straddling the new guy and sliding his stiff cock into his spit-slicked hole. Not to be left out, I moved up the bed so that I could tongue his hole and the other guy's shaft together. It only took a few minutes before the new guy announced he was going to cum, and I could feel the pulses of his thick black shaft as he unloaded deep into our host. They made out some more as the newcomer's cock slipped out of his ass. I cleaned it off - shaft, balls, and all - before turning my attention back to our host's asshole. It was gaped and dripping cum, and I lapped up every last drop. The other guy got dressed just as quickly as he had stripped and disappeared out the door, leaving the two of us alone again. My host rolled onto his back and wagged his cock at me. Taking the hint, I swallowed his entire seven-inch length in one gulp, causing him to gasp with pleasure. I worked it expertly with my throat until I heard him say, "Ride me." I had douched before leaving the house just in case, so I was more than ready. I dropped my pants on the floor, stepping out of them to free my legs. I climbed atop him and with no lube other than my saliva, I grasped his shaft and guided the tip to my hungry hole. Once the head had popped inside me I sank back, taking his entire length inside me. He bucked his hips up and down, holding me by the waist until in only a few short minutes he gasped again and I felt the telltale pulses as he filled my guts. Once the pulses faded away I climbed off him and took his length in my mouth again, savoring the sweet taste of cum and ass together. Once I had cleaned him off I dressed and headed for the door without another word.

I think it's important! So many live a fantasy life. Important to share REAL stories, both good and bad!

I'd say overall a net positive. I was a "late bloomer" and never had sex with either a man or a woman even in my college days. I grew up in a small conservative Midwestern town of 600. I was and still am a big guy still conscious of my body. Things changed when I moved to Florida and started to "explore." Back then voice personal ads in the back of "fag rags" were popular. My first gay experience with one was with another "newbie" to the gay scene. We became best of friends, and suck buds. We were both bottoms and had no desire to fuck each other, but inspired each other to get fucked. He was the first to get fucked by someone and said it was amazing. This led me to fond a top. My experience with the first top wasn't as great as his apparently was. I drove over an hour to hook up with someone who had a very nice boat. If you've ever had sex below the deck of a boat, you know it's pretty cramped. Especially as I'm 6-5! My second issue was I didn't know how to properly clean out, and it was a bit messy. He was understanding and we showered on the boat, which again if you haven't done that, its interesting! He bought me a nice dinner, and suggested we go back to his home, and he and his husband would teach me how to properly clean, and try again. I was willing to learn, so agreed. They taught me to properly clean, and my only regret was that his husband fucked me after, and had a huge thick cock, and fucked like an animal. He ended up making my ass bleed, which worried me. All in all a positive experience though. Was just a hell of a way to have my cherry popped.

BONUS Holiday Chapter: Son Rise Service Mom was a religious person, but dad and I weren't. Mom got up early and all dressed up with her Easter Dress and bonnet. She told us after services, she would be staying for the children's Easter Egg hunt. Needless to say, as soon as she left, dad and I had our own religious experience! As soon as mom left, we headed to my bedroom and got naked, when dad said we were gonna fuck like rabbits. Yes dad was a pig, but you never knew what he would do. He retrieved 2 set of rabbit ear headbands, and we put them on. He also had me put on a white jack that had a large fluffy ball attached to tye strap. He told me to shake my hole for him, and after I did he got on the bed telling me to nibble on his carrot. Once nice and hard, he told me to face him and ride his cock. Getting into the spirit, I said I'd hop right on it! I was starting to like riding cock, as although primarily a bottom, I was still somewhat in control. As we were fucking like rabbits, I bounced on dads cock hard and fast, making sure he hit the second hole to properly fertilize my eggs. After he unloaded in me, he said he had a new plug for me. It was egg shaped, and had a bluetooth vibrator in in. Funny dad forgot to tell me about the remote vibrator part! After shoving the Golden Egg up my ass, dad excused himself saying he was going to make some coffee, but to stay naked as they weren't done yet. Dad was actually just testing the remote capabilities as I found out when it started vibrating in my ass! When he returned, I said WTF? He laughed and said the Bluetooth was more powerful than he thought it would be! The vibrations felt amazing in my cum filled ass. Dad said Easter was a good time to have Cumunion, and it was my turn to give him my cum. I quickly mounted him with the egg still up my ass. As I was pumping him, he would periodically make it vibrate, sending me over the edge quickly! After that, dad said many get baptized on Easter and said let's head to the shower for that. Dad began to piss on me saying by the power of the father, I baptize thee. I then pissed on dad saying and by the power of the son, I baptize thee. Dad said we had to be careful about mom coming home, and added he had a suprise for her. We showered off and put some clothes on, and dad retrieved a bag of plastic eggs which we hid around the yard for a family Easter Egg hunt when mom came home. I started to take my rabbit jock off, and dad told me to keep it on! Dad pushed the limits by putting sexually suggestive messages in some. He told me not to find the easy ones, as they weren't sexually suggestive. He said the hard to find one's had the suggestive ones in them, and to help me find them before mom did, he said he would buzz me when close to one! All the eggs were hidden by the time mom returned, finding us in our ears, telling her Hoppy Easter! She hugged us, and kissed dad saying what a wonderful suprise. We started the egg hunt, and fortunately mom didn't find the super suggestive ones! The most suggestive one she found was for a free kiss coupon, which she immediately redeemed with dad. She did however find one that said was for a new toothbrush. Now she didn't get it, but I did! She told me she just bought a new toothbrush, so gave it to me, telling me not to tell dad! After the egg hunt, mom finished preparing an Easter feast for us. She thanked us for the suprise egg hunt, and joked about our rabbit ears. If she only knew we were fucking like rabbits while she was at church!

I have found that if I am really attracted to a guy my hole will open up and take it with minimal pain and effort. The 2nd guy to ever fuck me was huge, and taught me the joys of flip fucking on our 2nd hookup.

Back in 2019, shortly after I started advertising as trans on Grindr, I met a charming guy, white, mid 40s, about 6'4, rather athletic for his age and allegedly packing 8 inches. No mention of HIV. He was quite assertive and no-nonsense while chatting, basically giving me a date and location (his place) and getting me to commit. I committed. His pics weren't embellished, he was an attractive guy and I quickly got horny upon arriving at his place. After he undressed his shirt, I noticed he had a biohazard tattoo on his right upper arm; I knew what that implied, so I asked him if he was poz. He said yes, but not to worry because he was on meds. That startled me a bit, so I further inquired where he got it from. He said, eh, not really sure, probably some ladyboy in Bangkok. I loved how casual he was about it, like, yeah I'm just gonna tell you I bareback random hookers in Thailand and now I have HIV, whatever. Still, I was unsure about the whole thing; we had agreed on anal, but neither of us liked condoms, so he suggested I could also blow him as long as I swallowed. I knew even unmedicated poz loads were fairly safe to swallow, so why not. I could tell he was making me work for it, but eventually a nice warm load hit my throat and I swallowed as instructed. "See, tastes just like the regular stuff", he said. I chuckled while trying to get my own erection under control. He motioned for me to get dressed and leave, and in the process of me doing that asked: "Are you available same time tomorrow?" As if he was booking an escort. I answered in the affirmative and he said, "Great, same location. See you then." He clearly knew how to talk to a tranny bottom. Of course I agreed. This went on for a week or two, sometimes a few days apart from each other; Show up, have a drink, swallow poz cum, leave. Perfect date, right? I kinda stopped worrying about the poz thing, too. One day while I was milking his cock, he instructed me to stop and lie on my back as he wanted to cum on my body. Okay. Well, he hadn't specified exactly where; as it turned out, my genital area was the target location. I was really too horny to protest, but now I had a cock lubed with poz cum and he told me to jerk off onto his sheets. I obliged, feeling his cum covering my glans as I masturbated. It drove me wild and I came in about 10 seconds. Then post nut clarity struck and I felt really awkward. But not completely turned off either. He picked up on that and asked: "So, how do you feel now?" "Kinda stupid, but also sexy?" He chuckled. "That's good to hear. Now get cleaned up before it gets all sticky. Same time on Friday, see you then." On Friday, he wanted another body shot, but this time told me to go into doggy. I could see where this was going and positively anticipated it this time. He came all over my ass, spread my cheeks and rubbed his poz cum all around my pussy, not really venturing inside, but covering the outside area. Then he jerked me off, which again didn't take very long, "Still feeling good about it?" he asked. "My big head tells me to say no, but my little head says yes ..." He laughed. "Alright. Same time tomorrow, and this time you'll be getting bred." I was debating whether to be a no-show for our next date since it was getting a bit out of hand, but he had been quite good about easing me into it and besides, if he really was on meds, even bottoming wasn't a realistic infection risk. Also, I had started getting into poz porn lately for some inexplicable reason and the whole thing turned me on way too much. So I showed up. That date went as clinically as the other ones, except this time he lubed me up and penetrated my pussy instead of my mouth. His size was a little uncomfortable, but that just added to the experience I guess. He took his sweet time and made sure to violate my insides a little before giving me my gift. After about 15 minutes, I could feel his cock contract; seeded by poz cum, in my ass, as a fully willing participant. I was horny out of my mind and enjoying the afterglow while he was already cleaning up. When I came down from my cloud, I was curious though and asked him: "Do you get off on trying to get me pozzed?" He thought for a moment and responded: "Not really, but I do enjoying pushing people's boundaries and you have been most compliant. Why do you ask? Are you craving the poz?" "I don't think so, but the risk clearly turns me on. Though I don't know how much of a risk there really is with you." "What if I told you I'm not actually on meds?" My heart sank for a moment. "I had considered that possibility. So, are you or are you not?" He smirked. "Tell you what. You really have no way of confirming whether I take my meds or not. So I'll leave that up to your imagination. But if you keep coming here to get your fix, you should understand that I might be shooting real loads, not blanks, and I want to hear no crying if you don't like your test result some day. That said, same time Tuesday. And bring those hooker boots you wore on Friday, those look sexy on you." I suppose right then would've been a good time to be responsible and bail, but unfortunately I'm a bit of a reckless degenerate and was really into it at this point, so I came back. About 30 more times. A few times he had a friend with him and I didn't even bother asking about his status. (Un)Fortunately, as it turned out, he spent part of the year in Thailand (go figure) and departed to there at some point, promising to get back to me after his return, but never did. No idea what happened to him. And while he didn't end up literally pozzing me, he definitely pozzed my mind up real good. Those cravings might never go away at this point.

Cool people sharing their stories!

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_kufJrPucshAZ I'd let drew destroy my ass!

I have found a few on Doublelist. One had decent amount of guys. Most had small fees to help pay for the room and supplies. A couple of them had mailing lists so you get an email of events coming up..

I wouldn’t call any CumUnion I’ve been to an orgy as such, and what you get is hit-and-miss, but any bathhouse or sex club setting is going to be the best chance for orgy-like opportunities. There’s also the opportunities to be had at events like IML or CLAW, or Pig Week, or even event weekends at some gay campgrounds, but in my experience even in these cases access to the big, organized group fucking that one would technically call an orgy is still by word-of-mouth and invitation. Fickstutenmarkt or Rough Stock Roundup are certainly specialized orgies, but access to those is limited.

Organized orgies are most often the result of social networks, and getting invited to them involves making connections with people. Even if someone advertises an open orgy for random walk-in strangers, what we generally find is that such things are generally poorly attended, and even if they do get enough people to have group play, the action is seldom as dynamic as when the group is composed of people with some social linkage. One contact will tend to lead to others (assuming you don’t gain a poor reputation), but how one finds and makes that first contact is more than I know - I don’t do social and have no social network, let alone a network of orgy enthusiasts.

This story is for entertainment purposes. This fictitious story is derived from my imagination. All characters are of legal age and all acts are consensual. I just laid on the bed with what had just happened spinning in my mind. I had never done anything like this before, but it felt so natural and right. Than I began to think of what I had missed out on all these years. That’s when TJ told Cindy we should go to the shower and get cleaned up. She grabbed my hand and told me to come with here. She led me to the master bathroom. The walk in shower was huge. There was probably enough room for at least a half dozen people. She turned on the water and water shot out from the three sides and the top. We stepped in together and she started washing me. After I was clean, I returned the favor and washed her up good. Once we were clean, Cindy said we have one more thing to get cleaned. That’s when she pulled a tubular wand from its holder. She instructed me to lean forward with my hand’s against the shower wall. That’s when she inserted the tip of the wand into my ass and flooded my intestines with water. She told me to hold it all in and go sit on the toilet and empty myself. I had never had an enema before. Before today, the only thing I dad ever had in my ass was a tongue. I did as instructed and returned to the shower. I rinsed off and she made me do it again. She said I had to keep going until what I expelled twice was completely clear. I got in for a final rinse off after the second clear enema. Cindy said I should do it one more time, just to be sure, so I did. She told me since it was clean, I didn’t need to get out of the shower this time to empty myself. She had me stay leaning against the wall after she removed the wand. Than she said she was ready. I felt her hands on my legs behind my knees. I looked back and Cindy was on her knees with her head directly behind my ass with her mouth open wide. As I started pushing the water out, I covered her head with the water. Some of it went into her mouth. I found that so fucking hot. After I finished, I rinsed off. Than she had me get out and get dried off while she cleaned herself out. I went into the bedroom to find TJ playing with himself. When he saw me, he told me to get into bed and give him a hand. I got next to him and started playing with his huge cock. He told me I felt good than he grabbed my head and brought my head to his dick. He asked me to open my mouth wide than he put the tip of his cock in my mouth. I had never sucked a cock before and he barely fit. He slowly started humping my head while he held my head still. He was slowly get a little more in me. After some time he was filling my mouth with his monster cock. Although I only got part of him inside me, he told me I felt great and I was doing a great job. Cindy eventually came out of the bathroom and stood there watching us. Than she got on the bed and started sucking on my cock. We continue this for a while. Cindy finally got up and told me she would show me how it’s done. She laid on her back with her head off the end of the bed. TJ got up and stood over her. He gently pushed his cock into her mouth. I could see her throat bulge as he slid deeper into her throat. He managed to get most of his cock inside her. He fucked her throat a few more times than he told me to try. I laid on the bed like she did. As he pushed deeper into my mouth, I started to gag. He said I did a good job for being my first time. Than he had Cindy kneel on the end. He applied some lube to his fingers and greased the inside of her ass. Than he coated his dick with the lube and entered her. He went slow but managed to make his cock disappear inside her ass quickly. He gave her ass some time to adjust, than he started fucking her. He would almost pull completely out than thrust back in her all the way. After several thrusts, he pulled out of her and told me it was my turn. I was scared as hell, but I got into position and he inserted his lubed finger. After I relaxed a bit, he added a second finger. The pain was tremendous, but I wanted to please my friends. Cindy grabbed a bottle from the night stand and took the top off. She placed it under my nose and told me to inhale deeply through my nose. I did and a rush of heat flashed through my body. Than I felt TJ’s cock open up my ass. I can’t lie, it hurt like hell but Cindy kept the bottle under my nose the entire time. I inhaled every time the pain got too intense. The bottle definitely helped. I felt my ass adjusting to the massive pressure of his huge cock. Than TJ told me he was completely inside me. He didn’t move for a while. I don’t know what came over me, but I blurted out “fuck me like a bitch TJ.” Than he slowly started pumping his meat in and out of my virgin ass. It was such a strange sensation. Definitely a mixture of pleasure and pain. I would inhale through my nose when the pain overcame the pleasure. Than TJ handed Cindy his phone. She showed me the screen and it was a short clip of his entire dick sliding in and out of my ass. I was so turned on. My cock was hard and dripping . Cindy kept reaching between my legs and catching my cum with her finger and than she ate my cum. TJ said he was getting close and he grabbed my hips and frantically started pounding my ass. I felt his cock get thicker and than it felt his massive warm load flood my intestines. He unloaded deep inside of me and I felt so special. When TJ finally pulled himself out of my stretched hole, I heard his camera take a photo. He showed me the photo of my ass. It was just a big gapping hole with a little cum dripping out. Cindy quickly placed his cock in her mouth to suck what cum she could off it and sucking to get the last drop of his sperm from his piss hole. She was definitely an amazing nympho! To be continued….

It may be a story but, trust me, Trades Hotel in Blackpool is very real. And although nothing like that ever happened to me there, it is - or was - possible to be the good time had by all there. I haven’t been since the pandemic but even before that I felt the hotel had somewhat declined and diminished. What is once had was a sleazy uniqueness which has now been diluted by other hotels in the town. I’ll always have a soft spot (pun intended) for dear old Trades, though. I’ve had some wild nights there in the past.

How much time will you have with him? I ask because sometimes the best way to work yourself up to taking a monster cock is to take your time with it and enjoy it in other ways while your ass waits its turn. Make sure you use a good sized dildo and plug, and keep the plug in while you suck that big dick and appreciate everything about the guy you're so into. When it's time to ride him, still take it slow. Have him lay on his back and straddle him, then put the head up to your asshole and gently grind your hips around so you both enjoy it. Let your ass open up naturally and accept as much of him as you can until the helmet pushes past your ring. Then grind your ass around some more until you have all of him inside you. YMMV, but that's the best approach from my experience.

Over time, my hole has become more of a slash for fucking/receiving than an asshole for retaining and expelling. Getting to a place where i can take any Cock has been an opening process over the years. But that's just part of it. The anus is made to dilate, i think the problem most have is to much to fast. A lotta Tops know how to open Their bottom as part of the fuck, others are oblivious, and others still don't care. Most of us bottoms want to receive a Man, no matter which of those categories He may fall into. For me, a Man's need and desire to penetrate, fuck and seed me supersedes any skill level He may or may not have. If He doesn't have the knowledge or inclination to open me, i open myself. i had one FB in Virginia Who wasn't particularly long, but His girth was exceptional (to say the least). He also had a passion/lust that pushed all sorts of my buttons and opened me wide psychologically, so He was gonna get me one way or another. After the first fuck, part of me demurred the next time He wanted to breed me. He liked to go right in without any preamble, and it was honestly painful till i could finally open from His fucking and presence inside of me. He had the kind of Cock and demeanor that can make me come hands free. i learned early on, as soon as He would contact me, to plug myself and begin the opening process. That fixed it for me. He still opened me, but He was not too much too soon after that because i was already partly opened to receive Him. We had lots of babies together. 🙂

Thank you for asking. I am undetectable and I am compliant to what my doctor tells me to do. That wasn't always the case, but I grew up and decided to take my health seriously.. Just a side note - I was born and raised in Philadelphia, I went to Cardinal Dougherty High School and eventually the University of Pennsylvania. So I am very familiar with West Philly! Feel free to say hello, always nice to talk to someone from my home city.

Me: 6’1”, 265lb, 46y, black bear with some hair Him: 5’6” , 50y Latin bear with hair(s&p) Most recently load was dropping off the other night. We played several times before. Those other times were at a pool party play room as I fucked them as they used the sling for support, with all eyes on us. And time was in the bathroom at their complex following sometime in the sauna, while he’s friend keep watched. So the other night, we met up. He had contacted me earlier in the week to let me know his husband was going out of town and he want to fucked by me again. Turns out he’s been thinking about get fucked since our last time 7 months ago. We headed his bedroom as we started with body contact, and his enjoyment of the warmth I gave off. His has feeling me up and down. Stopping briefly applying baby oil to me. Soon he slide my boxer briefs off, to begin to drooling over my cock. Soon he was ready and eager for my cock to be in him. He tried sitting on it, but switched to spooning. Which got in. And much like the last time, he was spouting things in Spanish, and moaning loud enough for his neighbors to hear, as I fucked him. We shifted into a few other positions, till he laying on his belly and pounding with my weight in top. Which got me so much deeper into him, and moans and Spanish increased. As I had him in this place and stated, I leaned into his ear and said, “ I bet you are enjoying this cock inside you?” He nods as moaned, my cock hitting his spot. “I’ll bet you couldn’t wait for his husband to leave to get fucked like this again. You’ve been dreaming about since the last time,” grunted out a yes, and so thick and deep. “ You’re just slut either to get fucked and breed by this cock,” as I shift angles to make sure he really felt it. Then I decided to ask him a question about the first we fuck 10 years. “ I bet you are so much of a slut for barebacking, that you rigged the condom to fail, you could get my load in you?” And which point he answered,” Yes.” This was a surprise, and I had to ask again, since he was lost in a sex haze. He said yes again. I fucked him deep and harder. “So that is how much you wanted my load in your hole that first time.” I made sure that was load deep in him as I finished.

Man Up! Plenty of lube! Grunt and bear it! Enjoy the ride!

At home I'd briefed Billy on what was going to happen and he waited in the play room quietly as soon as we heard Mr Sparks car bill in the driveway. I greated him with enthusiasm and sat him down in front of the TV... "wanna beer mate" I asked and headed to the kitchen not really letting him reply. Once there I opened two beers and added a little something to his... Heading back with the beers and some chips to keep up the illusion. I handed him his beer and took a swig of mine as I flicked on the sports channel. We made small talk for only a short while before Mr Sparks began to complain of feeling woozy, I suggested he lay down, to which he accepted, and very quickly fell asleep. Testing how deep it was by calling his name, then spanking his face and finally by slapping his ass rather hard, I knew he was out for the count, and got busy pulling off all his clothes. Once naked I took him to the bathroom where I propped him up and douche his hole out as best I could, gave him a decent whores bath, then put him over my shoulder to take him to the play room. Billy had his hood on as instructed and watched as I lay this asshole in my sling, binding him so he could not move and adjusting the height so he was ready. I then put on my mask, and got down between his legs, took a nice big crystal of tina and pushed it roughly in his hole. The mixture of the drug and the burning finally made him stir a little, but I wanted him fully awake, so I added a tight band to his right arm, exposed a vein and gave this good Christian man his first blast... More than I'd give a normal beginner, I wanted him awake and fucked up. While he came to life, coughing and incoherent, Billy and I stood out of his view, taking a puff on the pipe. The gym teacher started to yell for help once he realised his predicament and as I blew out some clouds in his face I let him know the room was sound proof. "and the only way you're getting out of here in one peice is if you do exactly what I say." "I hear you like getting young Gay boys beat up for being faggots and think they deserve it" I accused and he started to deny, then got beligerant saying fuck yes he did. "well only closet cases get this nasty, so fucker I'm gonna turn you into a faggot" As his eyes started to widen, beginning to realise what was happening, I stuck a device in his mouth that forced it open and covered his teeth, I cranked it so his mouth was opened just wider than was comfortable and so he couldnt form words any more. I then strapped my new faggots head back to an extension id added to the sling forcing his open mouth and throat to be right where I wanted it. "I saw you checking out my cock earlier... So now you're gonna get it, I'm gonna fuck your throat and your ass and you're going to beg me for it, faggot". Before he could answer I shoved my cock into his mouth and roughly down his throat. This bitch didn't deserve any kindness, I was gonna make him into the whore he secretly is and relished as he gagged on my big fat shaft. As I pulled out I was glad to see all that spit and a little puke. And I slapped his face. "You loved it didn't you? " He responded negatively so I took my riding crop and slapped his balls. As the pain subsided, I asked again, and he tried again to say no. I again slapped his balls with the crop and growled "tell me you love it or you'll lose those balls tonight faggot" He started to openly cry, but this time when I asked he finally broke and said he liked it. At this point I had Billy come over with the camera and begin filming as I fucked his throat again. This time more roughly and deeply, until as I pulled out he again puked a little and when I asked if he loved it he automatically answered yes emphatically. After signalling Billy to stop the camera, I started to tell them both more. "you see son, now we have video of your faggot gym teacher saying he loves what is happening... Something we can publish online if he ever causes any trouble for us in the future. But that's just the beginning. He is eventually going to thank me for what happens tonight... You'll see. " I then came close to my new faggots face, cleared his eyes and made him look at my poz tattoo..." Tonight you'll take my poz load too faggot... And love it, beg for it, and want more". He was now sobbing, but as I played with his nipples a little, I couldn't help but notice his cock twitching and growing. "you see son, his cock gives away his true faggot nature. He's always secretly wanted this". I then took myself down between his legs knelt down and started to eat his ass. The suddenly pleasure made my new faggot moan, then cry with disgust at it, whilst his cock continued to grow. "royal fucking faggot" I said as I stood up between his legs. "get the lube and lube up daddies fat cock son" I ordered and Billy quickly obeyed. Roughly taking the faggots nipples and twisting them I then told him "I'm about to fuck you, pop your cherry and breed you with my poz seed faggot, and you're going to beg me to do it right now" Billy took the Queue and readied the camera as I used pain and threats and more shards of Tina in his ass to break down the faggots defenses, until finally he was ready. I removed his mouth stretcher repositioned myself and Billy began to film. First showing my big throbbing raw cock near his hole before panning up his body and showing his face as I asked one more time... "do you want me to fuck you with no condom, take your virginity and flood you with my poz seed faggot?" "yes please sir, thank you sir" he answered right into the camera, and Billy filmed his face as I roughly forced my cock into his hole. I had no interest in giving him pleasure, just taking my own, and he screamed as I kept pushing until I was finally balls deep. The fuck didn't take very long, the situation had me so turned on that only 10 or so hard thrusts and I was soon shooting balls deep in the new faggot, watching his own cock now rock hard and drooling. I then stayed in him while Billy watched me jerk him off and make him blow the biggest load of his life, ultimate proof that he loved my daddy poz cock in him. We left him there in the sling and went to clean up, then bed where we made love twice more that night. And as I flooded billy's hot ass for the second time I whispered in his ear... Next we're going to break your father son. In the early hours of the morning I went to the play room and released our new faggot, reminding him of the footage we had of him and getting him cleaned up and dressed. He humbly thanked me for what I'd done... I'm not sure if it was to get out of there, or genuine, but I didn't care. I then put him in the hands of an "uber driver who will take you home" only to discover My sketchy friend took his fresh meat out to his car, gave him some water laced with more fun stuff and took the faggot to his place for more use. By the time he returned to work he'd be a confirmed cum slut and would chase it for the rest of his life.

2. Our dinner ended up turning into drinks, which turned into getting home late. Mike was in a wild mood after his day of getting fucked and I was along for the ride. We crashed back into our apartment around three in the morning both drunker than we meant to be. The next morning, I woke up late. I had the day off, and nowhere to be so I just laid in bed, naked, with my morning wood pressing into my sheets, slightly hung over. As I stroked my cock a little I thought about what Mike had said the day before about not getting off any more. It, well, it intrigued me somehow. How could he keep from coming for long periods of time I wondered? As I edged slowly I started to feel that just my own hand around my cock wasn’t what I needed. Hearing Mike get destroyed yesterday had me in a bottoming mood. I needed a hard, raw cock of my own. I got on Scruff and started looking. I felt picky. I wanted someone I wouldn’t normally chat up. Someone a little older than me, beefy, hairy. I wanted a man, a daddy to come take my hole. Then there he was a hot bald guy with a bare broad chest covered in dark hair. He was 56 said his profile, 6’-1” and 210. He was perfect. I didn’t muck around with being coy. I messaged him and told him I thought he was hot. He responded quickly, saying thank you and telling me I was hot too. He asked what I was doing and in response I sent him a picture of me laying in bed, the sheets barely covering my hard cock. Damn boy, you trying to get me hard. Maybe, I replied, and unlocked my album. He responded with his. I was suddenly confronted with a long fat cock in a nest of salt and pepper hair. My cock twitched. I needed him. Fuck Sir! I messaged back You want that hard cock boy? Yes! When are you free? Right now! You want my load? Yes! Please come breed me. I sent him my address, and then he was on his way. I didn’t bother getting dressed. I just pulled on a Bike jock, and waited. It didn’t take him long to buzz my building and then the hot daddy was in my apartment. I greeted him at the door in my jock, he grinned and started to strip off. I had intended to get him into my bedroom but I knew Mike was gone at work till later that evening, so I didn’t stop him. I wanted him so bad that honestly it didn’t matter. This feeling though, wasn’t really anything new, I had been in a horny cock lust before, what was different was the decision I had come to when I saw the man expose his own slightly yellowed jock… I was not going to get off in this encounter; this was about him and my hole, not my cock. “Fucking sexy horny boy,” he said in a seductive low growl. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. I he pressed his bearded face against my lips and I opened my mouth to accept him inside. He kissed me passionately, and I happily accepted him. His hands roamed over my body, pulling at me, and pressing me. He walked me slowly back towards the couch, and eventually knocked me back onto it. He broke our kiss, and I was now eye level with his bulging jock. Without prompting I pulled the pouch to the side and allowed his fat cock to spring aside. It was just as it had been in the pictures. Fat, long, with a broad head, sprouting from a thick mass of salt and pepper pubes, it bobbed in front of my face. I swallowed hard, getting my mouth wet and swallowed half of it in one go. He groaned and put his hands on the back of my head. I pushed forward, opening my throat. I was no stranger to swallowing a thick cock, and I put all my skills into this. Spit was dripping from the corners of my mouth and my chin was slick when he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and smiled. He looked down at me, my mouth still open, and without warning, spat in my mouth. I swallowed. “Now, ass up boy, I’m going to eat that hole before I breed it” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I flipped over so my back was on the back of the couch and my hole was presented to him. He dove right in. His beard was perfectly rough against my furry cheeks and his wide tongue lapped at my hole. I moaned into the couch cushions as I felt him slowly start to open me up. His tongue applied a steady flick that made my pucker twitch and then flutter open. He dove deeper and deeper with each flick till his tongue was flicking in and out of my hole. He was steadily fucking me with his tongue and I was grunting happily into the couch for God knows how long. I felt like putty in his hands. “Fuck, I could eat your ass all day boy, but we both know that’s not what you need is it?” “No, Sir.” “What do you need boy?” He was now rubbing his fingers against my hole. “I need your cock. I need you to breed me.” “Good answer boy.” Then I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock against my hole. A big drop of spit fell on my hole and he started to press in. I took a deep breath and pressed out, opening my hole for him. We both groaned as he slid deep inside me. I whimpered, and he started to fuck me. It was exactly the fuck I had needed. Deep and hard, his cock head banged against my prostate over and over and my pussy stretched slowly around his cock. I felt myself growing looser and wetter as he used me. He kept his hands on my hips, holding me into place as he fucked me. Over and over again he slide in and out of me, till sweat sprung up on both of our bodies. We were panting, and he was pounding deeper and deeper. I had started grunting and begging for his load. Then finally he grunted, “I’m going to breed your sweet cunt boy. Take my fucking load.” “God! Yes! Breed me!” I breathed out in ecstasy as I felt load after load of cum spurt into my hole. He collapsed forward, resting on my back. “Flip over boy, lets see that cock shoot.” “No, sir,” I said, “Please. I want this to just be about your load.” “Good boy, that’s fucking hot.” He slowly pulled out. “In that case. I’ll go and leave you to enjoy your cummy hole.” I watched him get dressed, and then before leaving say “Hit me up when you want another load.” When the door closed behind him I breathed heavily for a minute. That had been so hot, and unlike my usual hookups I wasn’t satiated. I was still horny as fuck, and possibly starting to understand what Mike had meant.

Part 9 We drove to another part of the city, my brother and I sitting naked, holding each other, wondering what could possibly be next. We drove to the part of town where the rich people lived. Big houses behind huge gate's, hiding their secrets from the world. We pulled up to one and the gates opened, ushering us inside. We didn't even have time to look at our new destination when two men grabbed us and dragged us roughly inside with Mr. Jackson following. Once inside we were thrown on the floor in a room off the entrence. The men stood over us, guarding our movements. After a few minutes two more men came into the room, an older, stern looking man and an Asian man. "Which one is the new property?" asked the stern looking man. "The bigger one." replied Mr. Jackson. The other one, his brother, is mine. The request was only for one new one. I haven't had time to properly train him since the date was moved up, but they won't be disappointed." The Asian man grabbed my brother and inspected him all over. "He will do very well Mr. Jackson. Good pick. Give the whore another shot and try him out." The two guard's grabbed Elijah and quickly stuck another needle in his arm. He coughed as one man pulled him onto his hands and knees. He quickly dropped his pants and revealed a large, hard dick which he shoved into my brother. Elijah let out a low, guttural moan as he accepted yet another cock in him. The man fucked fast and hard and was soon pumping his cum into my brother. As soon as he pulled out, the other man replaced him with an equally large cock. Elijah continued to moan and push his ass back onto the man fucking him. Mr. Jackson motioned me to come to where he was sitting, and I crawled over to him. He pulled me up into his lap, turning me to face my brother. He slid his hard cock in my hungry pussy and I let out a small sigh as I sunk down onto it. "Look at your brother Jacob." he said as he ground his pubes into me. "Look at the whore getting fucked. That's what he is now. A whore. His new owner owns a bordello in Thailand that specialises in young, white, American boy's. I've sold him for a nice sum of money." My heart lept into my throat as I listened to Mr. Jackson's words. "He will do any disgusting, perverse thing to him they desire. Thai bordellos are known for providing the most extreme entertainment." The second guard pumped his cum into my brother and pulled out. The Asian man stepped up, balling up his fist, and rammed it hard into Elijah, causing him to scream out. But soon he was pumping his ass back on the arm in him, taking it deep. "He will last there three, maybe four years before he will be of no more use to the owner. At that point he will be sold off to the highest bidder, and used up whores don't end up with "nice" new owners. In fact, once they're auctioned off, they're never heard from again." Tears fell down my cheeks as I watched my brother being dragged away, knowing that was the last time I would ever see him. And he didn't even know what was about to become of him. Mr. Jackson just laughed cruelly as he filled my cunt with his seed. "Would you like a few hours with my slut?" he asked the stern looking man. "Indeed I would." he replied, approaching me with a needle. "I just got a new machine to try out." After another injection I found myself strapped down on my back on a bench with my legs locked into stirrups. An odd looking device that had a long pole with a long, fat dildo on the end was placed in front of me. The tip was placed right against the entrence to my cunt and a switch was flipped. The machine instantly sprang into action, ramming the dildo hard and deep into me. I cried out at this new assault but could do nothing to stop it. It pistoned in and out, over and over relentlessly. I was fucked in a way no cock had ever fucked me. No variation, no mercy. I just took the brutal machine as best I could. Not that I had a choice. "Shall we go have some coffe?" asked the stern man. "The slut won't be going anywhere for a couple of hours. Maybe then we'll replace it with a larger dildo." The men laughed as they left me being pummeled by the machine. I don't know how long they left me. I was too high to comprehend time. Eventually I lost feeling in my ass. I figured I was stretched out permanently. When they did return, the stern man did indeed have an even larger dildo that they replaced the first one with. A new searing pain ripped through my torn cunt as the machine was turned back on. "Almost makes you wish you had been sold to the bordello, doesn't it slut?" hissed Mr. Jackson. "Well rest assured your dear brother will endure years of worse!" My heart dropped into my stomach as I thought of Elijah's fate.

Part 2 At dinner that night I sat there, ghostly pale, my stomach in knots. I could barely eat. I was sure the others could tell I had sinned so greatly. I was sure they could see the devil standing over me. "Are you not feeling well Jacob?" was all my mother asked. I just told her I wasn't and wanted to go to bed early. I went upstairs and brushed my teeth extra long, trying to wash away the lingering taste of Mr. Jackson's sperm. That night, as I lay in bed next to my brother, I couldn't sleep. My thoughts were filled with that big black dick, he had called it a dick, in my mouth, ejaculating down my throat. I had liked it, and secretly wanted more. And I had a feeling I would get that and lots more, like those pictures in the magazines. The next day, Mr. Jackson came over to talk to my parents. I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation, but my siblings made it impossible. After he left, my father came to tell me about the visit. "Jacob," he began, "Mr. Jackson needs some help for a few weeks on a cabin he's building in the mountains. He's offered to pay a nice sum for your services, and I think the work and time in God's nature will do you good." I secretly shivered when he said "services" because I could only imagine what those would entail. But I could not disagree with my father. So the next day I was packed with a few changes of clothes, my work boots, and a bible and hopped into Mr. Jackson's truck and off we went. I looked back at my family as they waved me off into a future none of them could imagine. "That was easier than I could have ever hoped!" Mr. Jackson laughed as we drove away into the unknown. We didn't talk much on the way, I just sat there trying to imagine what the next few weeks would bring. It was only a couple hours to the cabin, and we arrived mid-afternoon. As I reached for my bag in the back, Mr. Jackson said "leave it boy, you won't need nothing in there except your boots. Grab those other bags and follow me." I did as told and we went into the cabin, the door locking behind me. "Strip boy!" He commanded me. I stood there nervously, not moving. Mr. Jackson raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. "I SAID STRIP!" I quickly shed my clothes, trembeling as I realized there was no one around to help me. As I pulled my clothing off, Mr. Jackson was pulling items out of the bags. Various strange looking things, most of them in black leather. "Now stand at attention boy! I want to inspect my property." I stood there, arms at my side while Mr. Jackson looked me over. I stood 5'8", a little shorter than his 6ft. I had a pale, thin body from too much time indoors praying instead of playing. My legs were covered in dark hair, and I had a little on my chest which ran down my stomach into dense, bushy pubes. The crack of my buttocks was also quite hairy, as well as my armpits. "Not bad boy," Mr. Jackson sneered. I like my white bitches skinny. We'll take care of the smooth part next." With that he pulled out a bottle of something orange and told me to drink it. It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty and drank it all down. Soon I was feeling really warm and mellow. And my dick was rock hard. Mr. Jackson had pulled out some clippers and went to work shaving my body. Soon there was nothing but stubble covering me. He then took a bowl of hot water and a razor and shaved the rest of me totally smooth. The hair on my head was the only thing left. And I have to admit the feelings of his hands all over my body made me tingle everywhere, especially my rock hard penis that stood straight up the whole time. Mr. Jackson stepped back when he was done to look at me. "Very nice boy! Now you look like your about 13, naked and smooth with your little boy cock sticking up. What is it, about 5"? Certainly not a real man's cock." I blushed as he commented on my body, feeling shame at my nakedness. "But now the real fun can begin!" He put leather straps around my wrists and ankles, and a collar around my neck. Then without warning I felt a body wracking jolt around my neck. I screamed and dropped to the floor as I jerked and spasmed. "That's a shock collar boy, to keep you in line. And just know, that was only half voltage! So don't even THINK of escape!" I softly whimpered and prayed to Jesus to save me from my plight. "I told you who you would pray to now boy!" Mr. Jackson said as he kicked me in my stomach. "Jesus can't help you now!" With that, he pulled out a small case and sat down on my chest, pinning me down. He wrapped a rubber tube around my arm and said "hold still boy if you don't want to get hurt! I've learned this is the quickest way to turn bitches like you into nasty chem sluts!" I had no idea what was about to happen when I felt a slight prick in my arm, then he released the band on my arm. WHAM!! A force flew through my body unlike anything I could ever imagine. It was like God himself had entered me. My lungs seized up and I started a coughing fit. Mr. Jackson just stood up and went out side, returning with my bible. As the coughing subsided, he pulled me up and over his knee and started to beat my buttocks as hard as he could with Gods words. Over and over he paddled me, an intense warm feeling increasing all over my body. Then he threw me over the arm of the sofa and moved back between my legs, tossing the bible into my hands. I could hear him spit several times then I felt something pushing against my anus. "I gonna rip you open bitch!" Mr. Jackson yelled. "I'm gonna make you my slut! Your cunt is gonna bleed for me!" With that, he pushed as hard as he could and his penis popped into me. I screamed like I've never screamed before. It was as if the devil himself was raping me. "Scream bitch! I love it! Scream, cry, pray to be saved! There is no one to hear you! Not even your god!" With that he slid his dick all the way into me and I howled as I clutched my bible. "PLEASE GOD! HELP YOUR POOR SERVANT!" I cried as Mr.Jackson started to plow in and out of me. Tears flowed from my eyes onto my bible as I prayed and prayed to be delivered from Sarah Palin. Mr. Jackson just laughed while he continued his rape. Slowly the pain started to subside, and a new feeling replace it. A good feeling. "That's right boy," he said, noticing the change in me."you know what God made you for. To please men. Your my property now boy. That's your cunt I'm fucking. Its going to learn to take lots of Cocks in it! Your going to be my little chem whore!" I just moaned and buried my face into the couch, accepting my fate. Mr. Jackson continued to debase me before finally yelling, "oh yea! Take it boy! I'm breeding you bitch! Take my cum now!" I could feel his cock pulsing deep inside me, and I knew at that moment I would never be the same. God, or the devil, it didn't matter. I would serve Mr. Jackson. He pulled out of my throbbing hole and grabbed my hair. I could see a messy mix of blood, cum, and shit covering his half hard cock. I didn't care. He shoved it in my mouth and like a demented whore I sucked everything off. When it was clean, he pushed me onto the floor and stood over me. "Jerk off whore!" He ordered me as he let loose with a load of piss. I grabbed my cock and furiously beat it, quickly shooting my sperm all over me while he showered me in piss. "I baptize you Jacob. I baptize you into your new life as a piggy chem whore." I just opened my mouth and accepted my new gods gift.

Tom and I had chatted on Manhunt. The purely physical aside, he was a bit more direct than many guys with whom I had chatted as he asked me upfront about my status, and, of course, being the bastard that I am, I lied, saying neg (and routinely tested at three month intervals). He agreed to meet at a coffee shop on the campus of Carnegie Mellon, where he attended graduate school. Since the University is a short walk from my house, and I am well familiar with the campus, I arrived before he did. The moment I saw him, my dick started twitching. Tom was about 24 years old, 5'9, about 150 pounds, brown hair, sky-blue eyes, and sporting a soul patch and patch of beard on his chin. He was really fuckin’ cute. Oh yeah, just so you have a relatively complete picture, I'm 6', 190 pounds, jet black short hair, am well-muscled. I have one of those perpetual five o’clock shadows that are so much in vogue these days. I also have a passion for breeding boyish men, especially if they are neg and unsuspecting. As we talked, I charmed him and, in short order, it took little time to convince him that we should go back to his place, ostensibly to talk. Within 30 seconds of entering his apartment, I had kicked off my boots, yanked off my shirt and shucked my Levis. No underwear here. Naked except for my socks, my dick fully hard, the slit copiously oozing charged precum, I moved towards him. Tom looked stunned. "Wait, you're moving too fast!" he said. “I gotta have you, buddy” was my retort. I wrapped my arms around him in a bear hug, and squeezed, making him gasp. I grasped the hair at the back of his head, and crushed his mouth against mine, licking his lips and teeth with broad strokes. He half resisted me at first, but the resistance was brief. When I got his teeth parted, I plunged my tongue deep in his mouth, and he melted into my grasp. I could feel his dick hardening though his jeans as I pressed my thigh against his crotch. As we kissed I began unbuttoning his shirt. "Wait!" he whispered. "No" I whispered back, as his shirt opened. He struggled against me, which turned me on more, even though there was no chance he could get away from me. Getting his jeans off his bony ass was child’s play, but I admit getting his underwear off was a bit of a challenge, but one I’ve played-out more than once, so soon enough I had him totally naked, in my arms, and we were headed towards his bed before he knew it. I fell forward onto his bed, crushing him beneath me. Rolling him on his belly, I forced his legs apart with mine. Rearing up a bit, I spread his ass and, by sliding my very excited cock between his cheeks, liberally painted his exposed neg asshole with my poz precum. I pressed my cock head against his hole, one hand between his shoulder blades holding him down, I began to push. "Don't." he said " I don't get fucked". How often I’ve heard that claim! Could it be I'd gotten especially lucky – that he was virgin as well as neg? Well, this was not the time to ask. Ample spit served as a perfunctory lube as I continued nudging my death stick inside him. When the head popped in, he groaned loudly, his eyes frozen in pain. I briefly considered the advantages of lube, but decided to press my advantage, so I rammed all 8" of my dick deep inside him, causing him to scream even louder. Laying on top on him, my death stick buried to the hilt in his tight spasming ass, I whispered "Oh, baby, you turn me on." I proceed to fuck him, enjoying the feel of his hole spasming each time I thrust into him, going faster as his hole stretched more, until finally I was really pounding his hole. I stopped and pulled out, and looked at the blood on my throbbing dick. This turned me on even more because I then knew he had been a virgin, and I knew that when I shot my charged load in him, it would likely be absorbed directly into his blood. Before he could act, I flipped him over, pulled his legs over my shoulders, and thrust back into him, immediately picking up my gut-busting rhythm. I loved watching grimaces play on his tear-streaked face each time I rammed into him. Still in him, I leaned down and whispered in his face "Know what, Tom? I lied. I'm poz, and I'm not on meds." For a moment he froze, a look of shock on his face. Shock was replaced almost immediately by fear. Then he panicked, struggling in vain to get away from me, begging and pleading for me to pull out. I held on tight, keeping my dick deep inside him. It didn't take long for him to tire, his struggles less violent, though he continued to beg me to pull out. I asked if he'd even though the fuck that took his cherry would also be the fuck which pozzed his ass, which to my delight resulted in renewed struggles from Tom. I began furiously pounding his ass, bringing myself to the brink of orgasm. As I felt my balls begin to tighten, I slowed a bit, and whispered to him, each word punctuated by a thrust, "Here… comes… my load!" I rammed in deep, splattering my charged load inside his raped hole, as Tom's groans pealed deliciously in my ears. With each shot of cum, my orgasm seemed to ripple throughout my entire body. I felt as if I'd never stop shooting charged cum in him, but at last I did. After my tumescent cock slipped from his raped hole, I got up and pulled my clothing on. Hollowly, he asked me how I could do that him. I smiled, and told him that I liked introduce men to unprotected sex, a practice that I was sure he would cultivate in the future. He lay there silently - I assume trying to absorb my philosophy. Of course, his body was busy absorbing my poz cum. Fully dressed, I left his apartment. Sweet success.

Need more sex, giving and taking. BBRT, Sniffies, A4A.

Pozzed Cheerleader I was a male cheerleader for a Big10 school. Yeah, the rumors are true. We get a lot of sex with the female cheerleaders. We do spend a lot of time with each other, but we also get a lot of attention from the alumni, especially the older men who think we are male dancers. Honestly, I don’t mind they tuck more than a few bucks when we entertain at alumni dinners, tailgating and some sideline visits. What I was not ready for was the dropping of room cards and near constant invites. George was in his 50’s played QB for us in back in the 80’s and there had always been rumors that he was gay even back in his playing days. I was still surprised when we were in one of the tunnel bathrooms when he felt me up and tucked a hundred dollar bill and his room key card into my jock inviting me to his room at midnight in uniform with the promise of two more just like it just for showing up. I had been letting my roommate suck my cock since the beginning of the year. So gay sex was not new to me, but i was not sure what George wanted from me. The promise of $200 just for showing up was too good to pass up. We lost the game that day. So, I knew the party scene was going to be lame that night. So my excuses were slowly disappearing for not meeting George. My girlfriend wanted to go to the Alpha house, most of the black football players belonged to the Alpha’s. I got along with them all, but I think she was going more for the bbc than anything else. That is another story and a different forum. I let her go with her friends. I showered in the locker room. I shuck my uniform out in my gym bag as we are only allowed to wear it outside for sanctioned events. It was still early so I went to some parties and nothing caught my fancy, and that $200 extra was already burning a hole in my pocket for some stuff for school. I decided to go for it. I made my way to the Union Hotel where all the “special” alumni stay for games. I avoided some people I knew by taking the stairs and I figured it would give me an opportunity to slip back into my cheer uniform. George’s room was on the top floor the 5th. I slowly made my way up the stairs. I was walking up to this room when I noticed one of my cheer teammates ahead of me walking up to the door. I had long suspected he was gay, and this just proves. I had justified my being there as “gay for pay”. I was sure he was there for his love of cock. I was about to be proved so wrong. I motioned to Jamie, and he hesitated when he knocked on George’s door. I told it was cool. I was here for the same thing. He smiled and said he knew it. I was a little taken aback. No one had ever, to my knowledge, thought I was a faggot. George swung open the door and there were 3 other mostly naked men in his suite with ages ranging from mid-30’s to early-50’s most I recognized from the football wall of fame in the fieldhouse. One was the school’s all-time leading rusher Javon, I should leave their last names out. The other was an all-American DB Mike and a guy that went pro on the defense Dan. There were 4 guys in the room, 2 black and 2 white and me and Jamie. Jamie and I were in the center of all the guys, George still had his pants on with a wife-beater T, but everyone else were down to the t-shirts and shorts or jocks. George took $500 from his wallet and took $300 and motioned to Jamie that it was his and the rest was mine. George laughed and said the “straight” one was cheaper. The whole room laughed at me, but my cock just got harder. I knew my erection was visible to everyone in the room. Our uniforms really did not leave much to the imagination. George told us to do a cheer for the room. So Jamie and I looked at each other and without saying a word broke into a cheer. We chanted and gyrated into our little dance movements in the little space we had in front of our all-male half-naked audience. Once we were done. George ordered us to take our bottoms off and do it again. We pulled off our shoes, socks, pants, but were told to leave our jocks on. We, again, did another cheer for the guys, who by now were pulling out their flaccid cocks. I felt a pull on my leg by a pair of dark hands while Jamie was being dragged down by a now naked George and Dan. It was then that I saw the biohazard tats on both George and Dan. I thought it was off that they each had the same tat, but then I saw the same on Javon and Mike. Jamie was on his knees in no time sucking George then Dan and I soon found myself doing the same for Javon and Mike. I had never sucked cock before, but had been sucked. So, I just did what I thought I would like and in no time I had two very hard black cocks trading spots in my all-to-eager mouth. While I switched back and forth between Mike and Javon. George slipped in behind me and started to rim my virgin ass. I love having my ass ate. My girlfriend would do it from time to time, but not often enough for me. George had me moaning in no time. He started fingering my hole. He had large QB hands, and I felt every knuckle of his index finger in my ass. Jamie was still devouring Dan’s huge cock. When Mike pulled away from me and got behind Jamie and began to rim and finger his ass. Dan and Javon moved side-by-side on the couch pulling Jamie and I along with them. So we could keep sucking their oversized cocks. Dan was nearly 9inches of thick white steel. Javon was a heavy 8inch black rod, George was a good 7inch and Mike had 8.5 of thick dick. I knew I was going to get fucked by all of them. I just wanted George to go first. The room was moving so fast. It felt like a moment ago I was on the football field and now I am here on my hands and knees next to a teammate sucking an alumni cock just boefore we are both about to get fucked. Myself for the first time. George got up and grabbed what looked like lube and a small brown bottle from next to the bed. He smeared my ass with the lube and held the open brown bottle under my nose telling me to breathe deep. I was euphoric. I felt his cock as my hole. I was straight, I was gay for pay. “I am, we are going to knock up your virgin ass today boy” George snickered. I was not sure what he meant, but I played along. “Yeah QB breed my hole knock my virgin ass up with your powerful seed” I breathed as he slowly slipped the head of his tainted cock in my now deflowered ass. Jamie, knowing the terminology far better than I did, was struggling, but they held that bottle under his nose and soon Dan had sunk his fleshy man pole into Jamie’s bottom. Jamie was along for the ride. More to Cum I like hot chat and phone hit me up Joey

First Dirty Fuck from a Nasty Cowboy Top: (True story but CAUTION – part way through includes scene with forced dirty/grimey/SCAT fuck and CAUTION CAUTION is noted in the text to alert any readers who do not wish to see that part of the story) I was in Houston for a few weeks doing some work and staying at a motel just off the freeway and south of downtown on the 59 Freeway. There was an adult video store in a strip mall near the intersection of Bellaire and Hillcrest that had some booths in the back. No glory holes, but the doors locked and I had heard it might be a good place to find some action. My first night in town I had some beer and was feeling good and buzzed and horny as hell and decided to go see what trouble I could get into at the video store. I had only recently started barebacking and a buddy of mine had told me that the video stores were a good place to find guys who would fuck raw. It was fairly quiet, not much was going on, and I was about ready to go when I saw this older guy who was in his 40s from what I could tell, who had on jeans, cowboy boots, a big buckled belt, cowboy hat, medium cropped beard and mustache, and a thick wad of tobacco under his lip – total country redneck look. He was about 6’1 and over 200, and as I liked tops bigger than me I started to follow him around. The cowboy did not seem all that interested in me or anything else going on for that matter, so I went back to a booth and watched some movies. I had decided to give up and leave when the door opened and the cowboy guy looked in, looked around the hall, then stepped in my booth and locked the door. He didn’t say anything, just stood there watching the video and started rubbing his crotch. I went over, kneeled in front of him, and started licking his dick through his jeans and soon had a nice wet spot going. He took off his belt, laid it on the bench, opened up his jeans and slid them down. He was not wearing underwear and out popped this big old, uncut dick, which was not even fully hard yet. My head was full of the odor of unwashed dick, piss, and sweat, mixed in with the smell of cigarettes, weed, and beer that was coming off him. He just kept staring at the video so I rolled the skin back on his dick and started to lick around the head. The head was HUGE! Most guys their head is smaller and their dick tapers and gats fatter closer to the shaft. Not him, it was big and blunt at the end and just as fat as the rest of his dick and I could barely get my mouth around it. When I tried sucking I gagged a little, which turned him on as he grabbed my head and started pumping my throat, making me gag even more as he got fully hard, about 9 inches and wicked thick. Spit was running out of my mouth, my throat hurt as he hit the back with every thrust, my eyes were burning, and me knees were sore. I managed to pull of his hard dick and stood up to catch my breath and wipe my face off. The cowboy just kept watching the video, but then after a minute turned me to face the screen, reached around and unbuttoned my denim shorts, pushed my shorts down, and pushed me to bend over. I wiggled the bottle of poppers out of my pocket and started to hit them thinking he was just going to jerk off on my back as that seemed to be all he was doing. But, then I heard him spit, felt of a wad of juice in my ass crack, and he slid his fingers up and down my ass then shoved two in my hole. I jumped a little, but pushed back and then realized he meant to fuck and did not think there was anyway I could take that huge head. I stood up to turn around to tell him so and he just pushed me back over with his right hand as his left kept working his fingers in my ass, all the while I could feel his hard dick against my hips and right ass cheek. That went on for a while and I figured that was all he was planning to do. The cowboy spit a few more times and I realized it must be tobacco spit as I remembered the wad he had in his mouth. He then yanked his fingers out, pushed me forward a little more, lined his raw dick head up with my ass and started to push – hard. I started to pull away because it hurt and he grabbed my hips and kept pushing. My hole could not take his head, it was just too big, but he did not say a word, just kept pushing, so I did a big hit of poppers. Suddenly his head popped through my asshole and fuck – the shock took my breath away! Once it was in he started to fuck balls deep at a steady rhythm and would spit his tobacco juice on my ass crack every few strokes until it got nice and wet and started making slopping noises. Being bent over all I could see was his cowboy boots and jeans around his ankle, so I braced myself, hit the poppers, and grunted as he fucked me raw with his nasty tobacco spit. Being new to barebacking I was still somewhat surprised he never even brought up condoms and the sub-pig in me loved the fact that he didn’t and just took raw like he wanted. The cowboy bareback fucked me at a steady pace for what seemed like forever and my ass was getting more and more sore and my legs were cramping. I tried to stand up, but he just stepped forward a few steps pushing me ahead of him so my head was now at the wall right under the video screen. He did not stop fucking and barely made a sound. I was breathing hard trying to take it and thinking I was going to pass out when he started to fuck me faster and grabbed the sides of my ass hard, his fingers digging into my flesh. I felt his cock swell and twitch as he unloaded his cum in my ass. Fuck that felt good!! He yanked his dick out of me with a PLOP, turned me around and stuck his dick in my face. I tried to shy away, but he held the side of my head and pushed his dick into my mouth. I could taste cum, ass juice, and tobacco spit and started to really gag. He just stuck his cock back in my mouth, worked it around a little, then pulled it out and hauled up his jeans. “Got a pen?” Those were the first words he had said the entire and I said, “Yeah”, reached in my backpack, took out a pen and paper and handed it to him. He wrote the name down of a motel out by the highway just up from where I was staying and a room number and the name Chris. “I’ll be there about 8:00 PM, drive a blue truck, bring some Corona.” He then put his belt back on and walked out of the booth and left me standing there with his hot load in my ass. I sat in the booth for a while recovering and no one else seemed to be around, still too early I guess, and I wiped off and went back to my motel. I was still debating what to do as my ass was fucking sore, but also aching to be filled, so I went to the store, bought a case of corona and some lime juice and drove to the motel he had written down. I got there about 10 minutes to 8:00 and there were a few cars on that side of the motel, and the only trucks were a couple big ones they use for roadwork off to the back of the lot. He had said about 8:00, so I sat in the car, opened a beer, and waited. I had just finished my second beer when a blue pickup pulled in beside me. It was pretty beat up, had tool boxes and stuff in the back, and I could not tell if he was driving or not as it was so close to my driver’s door. I heard someone get out, then saw him as he walked around the front. He just looked at me, unlocked the door to his room and stepped in leaving the door a little open. I figured that was my invite, so got out, grabbed the beer, went in, and closed the door behind me. It had been only a few hours since the fuck in the video booth and I still had his load in my ass and as soon as the door was closed he grabbed me and started kissing me hard like he could smell his own DNA on me. He reeked even more of beer and cigarettes and must be drunk I thought. The cowboy threw his hat onto the bed closest to the door, sat down, and said, “Pull these off.” I knelt and pulled his cowboy boots off, and worked his jeans off as he laid back on the bed. I tried to take his socks off and he pulled his foot away. Once his jeans were off he stood up, took his shirt off and just had a wife-beater t-shirt on. He smelled thick of sweat and as there was no air conditioning on in the room, could see him starting to sweat even more. My cowboy breeder turned the TV on, switched to a channel playing porn, grabbed one of the beers and slammed it. He grabbed another and sat on the edge of the other bed. I was still standing by the other bed with his boots and jeans and not sure what to do or what was going on, so I grabbed a beer too and sat down on the edge of the bed closest to the door. I was nervous and drinking as fast as I could and had to piss, so asked if I could use the bathroom. He pointed to his left. I was just finishing up when the door to the toilet opened and he was there. I was between him and the tub with nowhere to go and tried to back up. The cowboy pushed on my shoulder making me go my knees and stuck his limp dick in my mouth. I started to lick it and he said, “No, hold still.” I had recently experienced my first time with water sports (see story), so had an idea what was coming. His dick lay on my tongue sort of quivering and then I felt the hot piss. Fuck that tasted horrible! I wanted to gag, but kept swallowing as some of it started to spill out the sides of my mouth and down my chin onto my shirt. He pulled out of my mouth, shook his dick a little, then went back out into the room. After a couple more beers and not a word said, he stood up between the beds just in front of the nightstand that was between them. He set his beer on the nightstand and lit a cigarette, looked at the TV and started stroking his dick, which was now getting hard again. I knelt in front of him and started sucking it and this time he let me. However, it was the same as before and as I sucked him he did not say anything, just would pick the beer up occasionally with one hand, his cigarette with the other, and watched the porn. I was getting tired and my teeth scraped his dick. My cheek stung from the slap he gave me with his right hand for that transgression, but still he did not say anything. My jaw ached and I switched up and started to lick him – damn he was hard and throbbing! I finally couldn’t take it anymore and stood up, sat down on the bed, and grabbed my beer so I could catch my breath. He just stood where he was watching the video with his hard dick sticking out while I slammed a beer. I finished my beer and set the empty bottle on the floor. He spit on his dick a couple times and looked at me, I stood in front of him facing the TV, hit the poppers, and bent over. I heard him squirt out some lotion from a bottle that was sitting by the bed, felt some squirt on my ass, then felt his cock push against my hole. While it did not go right in, it was easier then the first time, but still made me gasp a little when that giant head popped through. He fucked steady and methodical without saying a word, but he would slap my ass with his right hand every few thrusts, each one getting a little harder. I just grunted and tried to take it. I soon started to feel like I had to piss or shit or something, and tried to stand up. He pushed me back down so I asked, “Can we stop a second?” as I thought I had to use the bathroom. This was a surprise for me as my buddy used to laugh about how I had the cleanest hole and could get fucked anytime, anywhere, and never worry. CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION “What do you need to do?” the cowboy asked, while keeping his dick buried balls deep in my raw ass. I blushed in shame and sort of whispered, “I think I have to shit.” His response was not what I expected as he said, “Really? Hmmm – get on your back.” I tried to object, but he pushed me onto my back onto the bed by the door, lifted my legs and slammed his cock in. I cried out and tried to push away with no luck. “OH YEAH, HOT PUSSY, HOT PUSSY,” he exclaimed. He had my legs pushed back and all his weight thrusting in my ass. I was trying to squirm, but he pinned me with his arms on my shoulder and my legs wrapped inside his arms, making sure I had no leverage. He then leaned all the way over, kissing me hard, and kept saying “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy.” Back and forth - he would kiss me hard for a while, then put his head to the side of mine whispering, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” over and over. The heat of the room and his body caused his sweat to dripp into my face, burning my eyes. Every thrust he went balls deeps and with the pain I pretty much kept my eyes closed, but soon I was mumbling, “PLEASE FUCK ME, PLEASE FUCK ME.” I was not used to taking long fucks and before long the pain started to become unbearable. I then started to smell something – fuck – my ass WAS messy! What do I do? What can I do? Will he be mad? He must smell it too, why isn’t he stopping? I tried pushing against him, but was so cramped from having my legs back by my shoulders that I had could barely move. I could now feel it running down my ass and the smell was much worse, but the cowboy just kept thrusting and saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” and kissing me like a fucking broken record. After a while he started fucking faster with big, long, slamming strokes. His kisses became even rougher with his tongue going down my throat and his spit running out the sides of my mouth. He was pulling all the way out now and slamming back in while he kissed me and I could barely breathe with him on top and the pain in my guts. Finally, he tensed and started grunting and moved his arms around my neck pulling him up to his chest while shoving deeper as he unloaded in my dirty ass. He was breathing hard now, but with one movement he pushed off me and yanked his cock out with a big squishing sound. I still had my eyes closed, but suddenly felt his hand on my head, he turned it to the side and pushed his cock against my mouth and into my throat. I gagged from the horrible taste and realized he had stuck his shitty dick in my mouth! He was fucking my mouth and I was gagging and trying to pull away and sit up. I finally managed to wiggle off it just as I felt everything coming up and leaned over the bed to the side by the door and puked. Oh fuck! I then rolled back over, my my hand trying to wipe the tears from eyes and the mess from my face and he told me, “Sit up.” I sat up and he said, “Now you’re cleared out, clean it off good.” The nasty cowboy stuck his dick back in my mouth and I could barely lick it still feeling sick from what just happened. He pulled his cock out, grabbed some towels, threw them at me, so I cleaned up the puke and went to the sink to wash off. He came up behind me and said, “No”, as he stopped me from washing my ass off, told me to sit back down on the bed and drink this, as he handed me a beer and a towel to sit on. I guzzled that one and grabbed another. I had never had a dirty fuck like that and only played when I knew I was clean. I was queasy, but my dick was still hard, so I did not know what was going on. He just sat on the other bed drinking his beer and watching the TV. After a few minutes I tried to apologize and said, “I’m sorry” and tried to explain that nothing like that had ever happened and he just got up and walked into the bathroom. “Come here,” was his response. I went in and he was standing by the toilet. I knelt in front of him and took his piss and this time he pulled out before he was done and wet a good part of my shirt and then he want back into the room. I went and sat back down on the bed smelling like his piss, tasting his piss, the smell of his sweat and cigarettes and kisses still filled my nose, feeling my dirty ass ache. We sat like that for a while without him saying a word again and so I figured I better go. I got up and grabbed my shorts and he said, “No, stay here, I’ll be right back.” He got dressed and left the room and about 5 minutes later he came back, got undressed again, and pulled out a joint. “Guys upstairs had it. Smoked all of mine up. They’re part of my road crew working on the freeway project. Smoke with me?” I told him, “Thanks, but no, I don’t smoke and should go.” He said, “No, just drink some more beer, weed makes me fucking horny and I still want to cum some more.” Fuck – if he was not horny before, I did not think I could take it again and felt sick and told him so. He had lit up the joint and just looked at me and smiled and took another hit knowing I would not be able to resists his raw dick. I spent the next several hours alternately drinking his piss, and him pinning me on my back to fuck my grimey ass. Each time as soon as he got inside he started saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” and kissing me rough and hard. My lips felt raw. Each time it was messier, smellier, and took him longer to cum. By the time we were done I was totally drunk and could barely stand from all the fucking. He told me he was in town for a couple of months and wanted my number. I told him I was just in town for a few weeks, but gave him my motel info. Two days later he called about 6:00 p.m. and ordered, “Bring some beer.” I swing by the store, slammed two beers in the car and another just after I parked, and when I got into his room he was naked and watching a video and was rock hard, so I got undressed and just bent over the other bed waiting for him to ram fuck my hole. The cowboy moved around so he was facing the TV, grabbed the lotion and slammed me. Once again, his dick busting my ass ring open hurt like hell as I was still sore from the last time and the huge, thick dick head just tore through my tender hole. He didn’t care about me in the last and fucked to get his nutt, which blew pretty quickly that time. After a quick rest he asked, “You got hot pussy for me?” It took me a minute to figure out what he was talking about – or at least what I thought he was talking about – and I asked, “Do you mean dirty?” He did not say anything, just rubbed his dick, and I said, “No, sorry, didn’t think so.” Once had been enough for me, thank you very much. I started to get dressed and he said, “Call me when you do, bring the beer, and I’ll leave that ass sore for days.” Fuck he knew how to push my buttons! I told him usually early morning was best for ‘that’ if that’s what he wanted, and he said he would call me as he would be up early and out with the road crew. The next morning the phone rang about 5:30 am, it was him asking if I had some hot pussy for him. I confirmed I thought I did and he said, “I’ll be there in a few minutes, so leave the door ajar to your room and lay on the bed on your back with the lights off.” I was not sure about leaving the door ajar, but was able to unlatch it and open it just past the catch so it was ajar, but not really open and lay on my back and waited. Soon the door opened. I heard him get out of his pants, he climbed onto the bed, lifted my legs up, spit in his hand a few times, and pushed his head in raw, rough, and deep. Thankfully I had hit the poppers before he got there and put lube up my ass as every stroke burned. Even this early in the morning he reeked of sweat, cigarettes, beer, and weed and I loved that foul mix of smells! He started kissing me and saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy.” Like usual it took him a while to cum and once he did he just got up without saying a word, got dressed and left. We repeated this routine every morning for the next few weeks. The dirty cowboy would call and then come by between 5:00 and 6:00 a.m.. A few times he would feed me his piss first while he smoked his joint, but usually just got down to fucking me – as is – no questions asked. He called me almost every night when he got off work from the road crew too with his standard order of, "Bring some beer." I would show up, beer in hand, and he would then fill my ass and guts with raw dick, cum, and piss topped off by his tobacco and weed spit. I had to go back home to San Antonio, but made it back to Houston for a couple more weekends before he left town. He never talked about himself or said more then he did those first few times, and each time that he fucked and it was not totally clean I was disgusted, sick to my stomach, but left with a hard and drooling dick and my ass ached for his big headed dick to fuck me more.

Just home from a Sniffies hat trick… three different horned up breeder tops. I love black guys cause the don’t mess around and the have usually have the equipment to do the job right. First was a guy I’ve fucked before, he loves to eat me out and slide inside with just spit for lube. Had me put on some silly jock strap he had… offered it to me when he was done make it his deposit. I politely declined; jock straps are fun in theory, but in practice they usually just annoy me. Second was looking for an ass up dark room situation. I was mobile, so instead I went to his place. Door was unlock, apt dark, towel in the floor. I was told to face the door and clear my throat. Did as instructed like a good sub, and moments later his hard long cock sliding into me without even a word. Used my cunt until he was ready to nut. Never a word. I showed myself out. Third was a big bull of a top. Loved the idea of my hole already used. I arrived at his place, he showed me inside and pushed me down onto a small guest bed, slapped my hole with his cock some before pushing his way in. Total dom bull top with a big cock that pushed me around how he wanted me and forcefully rutted around in my cunt while dirty talking about how wet it was and how much he was enjoying beating it up and stretching it out. He was pushing at the second ring as he roared out and added to the dna soup. It was hard to close up after he pulled out and I could feel myself dripping some as I pull my short on. A good Saturday night.

This story is for entertainment purposes. This fictitious story is derived from my imagination. All characters are of legal age and all acts are consensual. It was one of those sultry hot summer days in Texas. I had just worked a nine day stretch. That was typical when the boss gave you a three day weekend. It was late Friday morning and I just crawled out of bed when the phone rand. It was my best friend TJ; we had been friends since high school. He was calling to ask if I wanted to come over later and hang by the pool and barbecue with him and his girlfriend I told him he’ll yah! He told me to bring a bag in case I wanted to stay over. Later that day, I stopped at the grocery store and liquor store for supplies. My mother thought me to never show up empty handed when invited to someone’s house. When I got to TJ’s, his girlfriend Cindy was outside and helped me bring things into the house. TJ and I are the same age; 38. His girlfriend Cindy is about twelve years younger. TJ confided in me some time ago that Cindy was a sexual animal and he was having trouble keeping up with her sexual appetite. It’s hell getting old I told him. Cindy is gorgeous. I mean front cover model gorgeous. TJ is also quite handsome. After getting things unpacked, I took my bag to the guest room and changed into my bathing suit. When I went out back, they were both in the pool making out. I made sure to make a noise so they knew I was there. TJ looked over and say hey Bobby. then went back to sucking the face off Cindy. I got in the pool and gave them space. Eventually, they swam over to me and TJ gave me a hug. When he did, is hard dick pressed up against my leg. To say TJ is hung like a horse would be an exaggeration; just a slight exaggeration anyway. Cindy asked who was thirsty? We all put our hands up and she got out of the pool and went into the house. That’s when TJ said he was glad to see me. He said Cindy was wearing him down and needed a break. He said I was a life saver. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by that. Soon Cindy came out with a trey of frozen margarita’s; it tasted so good. It was one of those sunny 100 degree plus days in Texas. Between the pool water and the margarita’s, it was just what I needed. Cindy went over to a chaise lounge chair with her towel. She spread out the towel and than took off her bathing suit and laid down to catch some rays. Than she said she needed someone to come put some sun tan oil on her back. That’s when TJ told me to go do it. He said I could thank him later. I quickly protested. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I had a raging hard on. TJ looked at me and said it was cool I was hard. He told me any man would be. So I got out and went over to Cindy. She looked over at me and noticed my erection. Than she said” I guess you are not gay” chuckled and put her face back down. I grabbed the sun oil and squeezed some into my hand and started basting her back. After I finished her back, and thought I was done, she told me not to forget her ass and legs. As I’m covering her legs in oil, she slowly parted her legs. She told me to get the oil between her thighs good. As I’m applying the oil between her thighs, I noticed TJ giving me a shitty grim. I purposely brushed against her trimmed bush. Than I rubbed her ass and I thought I was going to shoot my load in my bathing suit. I didn’t shoot my load, but definitely dripped quite a bit of ball juice out. After I finished, I got back into the pool and finished my drink. I announced I needed a refill and asked if anyone else needed one. Both their hands went up. I gathered the cups and tray than headed to the kitchen. When I came back out, TJ was on the chaise next to Cindy, naked. But he was laying on his back. His soft cock was so long, it went between his legs, covers his balls, and the head touched the towel. I gave them their drinks and took the chaise lounge furthest away. That’s when TJ told me to ditch my bathing suit and get comfortable. Than Cindy spoke up and said she wanted to see what I got. I assured her she would be disappointed. After some coxing, I complied and got naked. That’s when TJ suggested to Cindy she should return the favor and put some sun screen on me. She got up and came over to me with a bottle of sun tanning oil. I was laying on my stomach when she started covering my back. When she got to my ass, she made sure she got between my ass cheeks. Her finger glided over my ass hole several times. When she finished my legs, she told me to flip over. At first I resisted, but eventually turned over. She did my chest and tummy. Than she she used the sun oil on my hard dock. She said we didn’t want my cock to get sunburned, that would put me out of commission for a while. Her hand felt so good on my cock. She stopped just in time, than finished my legs. Than Cindy said she needed the oil reapplied. This time, she laid on her back. I started putting the oil than her chest. When I got to her breast, she softly moaned. Her nipples were erect and felt amazing. As I loved down to her waist, she told me not to forget her pussy area. Her bush was trimmed short. Her pussy lips were long. Her pussy looked like a butterfly; gorgeous! I rubbed the oil on her pussy and she said that felt great. I looked up at TJ and he was enjoying the view; he was hard. I finished up her legs and feet than returned to my chaise. We all laid in the sun a while than I got in the pool to cool off. TJ said he was going to fire up the grill. I decided to go shower and change for dinner. After I shower and went to the guest room to dress, I heard a knock on the bedroom door. I opened it and Cindy walked in and handed me a drink. She was still naked. She laid on the bed and spread her legs. That’s when she asked me if I liked her pussy. The tent under my towel answered that question. Than she told me to lick it. She could sense my reluctance. That’s when she assured me it was fine”TJ doesn’t mind. He sent me in here.” She stuck a finger inside her than pulled it out and told me to suck her finger. I did and that’s all it took. I put my mouth against her pussy and started licking and sucking her libia’s. She was especially moist. Than I started licking her slit. I dove my tongue inside and savored the flavor. She tasted different from any other pussy I had eaten before. I than used two fingers to massage her inner vagina, paying extra attention to her G-spot. That’s when I felt the inner walls of her vagina begin to swell even more. It was obvious she was enjoying it. Than she told me she was close and to just use my mouth. In no time she said “oh yes, that’s it. Keep going.” Than it happened, she squirted in my face. I lapped up as much as I could. When she finally stopped, I was soaked. She got up and headed out the bedroom door. “Dinners almost ready. I’ll be your dessert later hun.” To be continued….

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.

Europe is like another world when compared to America. The bathhouses that are worth seeing in the States are few and far between, maybe the Puritans screwed us over. In Europe those bathhouses are nearly all wonderlands of sexual deviancy and exhibitionism. No where is this more true than in Germany, my favorite hunting ground for hot, masculine, neg holes to fuck and fill with my poz seed. "Ah fuck, look who's come on back to good ole Munich for a visit," the man who spoke was naked beneath the small towel which barely concealed his perfect bubble butt. Most would look at the fine ass and mistake him for a bottom til you saw he was hung as a motherfuck and with a firm six-pack to boot this was one blonde-haired, blue-eyed devil that seduced countless neg holes to sit on his thick poisoned prick bare. "Don't look too surprised Vic, you know I can't resist the fuckable pink holes of Germans," I said grinning at a mustached daddy who sauntered on by. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in a nearby mirror the daddy passed, I was quite the opposite of the youthful adonis. My barrel chest was covered in a thick layer of fur with a muscled body gained from wrestling semi-pro. My sunkissed latin skin definitely made our differences even that much more stark, but it was these differences that gave me and Victor such an allure as partners-in-crime so to speak. Victor, or Vic as I liked to call him, was your classic Stealther. Seduce. Use. Move-On. He loved tallying up the amount of holes he has filled that were new. Me on the other hand, I liked a more aggressive approach, I ain't one to waste much time on words. After I came across Vic, I got him into my way of doing things along with his. "How about that one?" I inclined my chin just slightly in the direction of a sweet little brunette who walked with an unsteady gait in one of the darker hallways. He looked like he might have just come in from drinking or maybe he got fucked up on something while in the baths. "Yeah, I've been eyeing him awhile, hasn't messed around with anyone. Guy at the door says he's only 19," Vic smirked, and nudged me a bit in the side as he slunk off in the kid's direction, "I've got this one." I only shook my head with a knowing smirk and began to follow suit. It was hot seeing the lustful stares we got as we closed in on our target, but sometimes the easiest prey isn't what I always went for, but they could be next. I paused at a corner eyeing Vic who was only a few feet away. He had one hand against the wall leaning towards the kid. The kid had his back against the wall and a bashful but hopeful look on his face. I could just barely make out what they were saying despite the low pulsing techno beats playing in speakers overhead. "Want to come back to my room?" Vic asked tentatively. He sure wasn't wasting time. He pressed the young guy's hand to his already stiff fuck stick. The young guy licked his lips with excitement and glanced around furtively as though looking out for someone, but Vic wasn't one to have any attention off him and slid a single index finger with his free hand under the twink's chin to guide his gaze back to Vic's intense blue-eyes. "Sorry, I just am new to all this..." came the shy apology, "my friends convinced me to come, we were out drinking all night at the club and I just feel really out of it...but horny." "Well, my room isn't far off," Vic coaxed, "Maybe we can just talk a bit." I snorted to myself. That was all it took to get the twink off the wall and walking with Vic's strong hand pressed against the small of the guy's back guiding him into a dimly lit room with a large bed. A sling hung off to the side with a generic porno playing up top in the corner of the room. Vic pretended to close the door, so that I could watch for my cue through the crack. In just a few short moments he was already dropping his towel to the floor and patting a free spot on the bed as he instantly made himself at home looking casual and relaxed. He played with his dick as he eyed the teen. His large member moved freely between his thighs, the pendulum like movement of his massive cock was hypnotic and the boy walked trance like to join Vic's side, his towel sliding away as he reached the bed. "You're neg aren't you?" Vic opened casually. "Yes, but I only play safe," came the practiced response. If he had been looking at Vic's face instead of his crotch, the boy would have noticed a complete change in my friend's demeanor. Vic's eyes took on a hard predatory glint, a cat ready to pounce the mouse. The next few moments would leave our neg boy breathless, confused, and struggling to come to grips with what just happened to him. I relish in knowing that he'd wrestle somewhere between being pissed-off but turned on, hurt and clearly violated, yet all the while wanting more of what he was about to experience. Guys like him don't know how sexy their neg hole makes them or how hungry guys like us are to fill them...and those same guys are scared they'll love it when they find out. Maybe you're one of them? You just might find me hunting you down to fuck and fill you too. "I'm going to fuck you however I want boy," Vic whispered softly into the boy's ear as he pressed their bodies closer. He had been gently caressing and letting the kid fondle his prick but now the inviting flirtatious air was gone and in a fluid movement had our bottom lying on his back and his legs resting on Vic's shoulders, bare ass raised slightly off the bed as Vic leaned in sandwiching the kid between him and the bed. He was pinned and that is when I made my entrance. "I hope you're a fan of three-ways," I commented as dropped my towel onto the growing pile while ignoring the look of surprise. "Oh yeah, forgot to mention I have a hot buddy who's going to be fucking this hole of yours too," Vic laughed and began kissing the guy, I hadn't even seen him pull out the lube that now sat just behind Vic. He covered his cock quickly and was already pressing it into the boy roughly. He was resisting slightly, but soon the hole gave in and nearly half of Vic's thick dick went in instantaneously. A low muffled moan came from the unprepared boy who was still lip-locked with my buddy. Vic always said he thought a tongue down the throat was better than a hand over the mouth for making guys not scream when he plowed them. Vic paused for only a few seconds before sinking the rest of his nine incher down to the base. He pumped the boy's fuck hole a few more times before halting again briefly. I spit a nice wad of saliva just beneath where Vic's cock was so I could slide in to the hole after Vic made some room for me. Vic raised the boys hole higher into the air so I could slide myself underneath and then I pushed my cock against the boy's hole as I looked into his eyes. I think that's when he realized he was getting double fucked, and not just tag teamed. It was sweet watching him squint his eyes shut and moan pathetically knowing he couldn't stop my fat dick tearing into him too. This was my favorite way to stealth. I could see the excitement in how his body trembled. I could feel his fear in how his hole clenched, trying to resist. Then his acceptance as it relaxed and took the merciless rhythmic fucking we each gave. Best of all though was just being inside his boy hole and just knowing I was using him as a cum rag and would toss him away as soon I converted his little neg pussy. Vic and I traded going balls deep into him, the warmth of our cocks sliding against each other and the lube mixing with pre-cum was incredible. Vic's load was gushing down my cock before I knew it and I could feel it pulsating hard. He finally broke off the kissing to cry out in ecstasy as he threw his head back. "Oh fuck wait, you came in me?" the boy whined but his eyes went to rolling back inside his head within moments as I kept on drilling him and my buddy's load. I squeezed his thighs hard as I got close, spreading his legs further apart and getting that hole stretched as much as possible. "FUUUUUUCK!" I yelled and added my own poz jizz into the mix. My load quickly gushed up inside him and I popped him off my dick even before finishing all of it just to see it explode out his hole and all over his cheeks. Then shoved my entire dick back in him to the base once again and then quickly took the entire length of my fuck stick out once more to even more cum gushing out. He moaned uncontrollably and beat off cumming too. I left him there covered in cum and used and sore as I grabbed my towel. Vic already had his and was walking. "Guys...wait...you're neg right?" The boy didn't move, he just lie there panting still trying not to feel dizzy. "Sure kid," I said with a smile. Hope you enjoyed the story, special dedication to a fan who got in touch and enjoys how I get the "inspiration" that fuels my work. Here's to you Ready!

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I'm a bottom and play safe. I always tell the top not to cum in me as nd wear a rubber. But there have been times after my ass has been rimmed I know I would not have cared if I was fucked raw and if he dumped his cum in me. Popper me up and I fo most anything.

You gotta take it slow. This usually works for me. You gotta het him real horny. I start by sucking his cock - get him real hard. Then I move to his asshole. I eat him out and tongue fuck him until he's dripping. Compliment his ass/asshole. "man you got the hottest asshole I've ever seen"Rub your cock between his ass cheeks and rub your helmet on his hole. Tell him you gotta just feel his hole on the end of your cock. Slide in an inch or 2. Grunt and moan with pleasure "fuck man, your hole feels awesome" Go a bit deeper, "just let me fuck your ass for a few minutes" Go in him up to your balls. NEVER promise not to cum in his ass. Keep fucking him until you hear him moaning. Never tell him "I'm gunna. cum" Just keep fucking him until you shoot your load in his ass. 9 times outta 10 if I get my entire shaft in his asshole it's a safe bet Im gunna seed him. I'd guess most bottoms wanna be bred - they just gotta be led there.

Ideally for me? Au naturale: i.e., spit, cum or natural juices. But how often is life "ideal?" Douching, in my experience, dries my hole out. Yeah, i know, sounds counter intuitive, but douching not only removes unwanted stuff, it also washes out the bodies natural lube which mostly originates in the colon and is way more viscous than water... or spit. For me, lube mostly matters with the first penetration and fuck. Lube just works better and faster so there is no pulling and tearing in there. After i've been fucked once, i'm good for any cocks after that, usually no supplemental lube needed. Not necessarily just because of cum, some Men are long enough to seed me beyond the curve (aka "second hole"), so Their cum may not be lubricating where the next Man is fucking. But there's other factors, like precum, and just the friction of being fucked will stimulate natural lubricant production from the rectal tissue from the pressure of a Cock filling the hole. For those interested, from a purely scientific standpoint, an appropriate type anal lube is the healthiest option. “Whenever and wherever someone uses saliva, using spit alone elevates the potential risk of injury, as well as the possibilities of STDs,” Goldstein says. “Saliva in and of itself does not provide the appropriate lubricity to decrease friction during anal sex. These increased pressures lead to the possibility of tearing localized tissue (i.e. anal fissures) and the formation of dilated veins (i.e. hemorrhoids), and a possible result of either or both of these is a higher incidence of contracting STD’s. Anal sex, unfortunately, is traumatic and the way to minimize any complication is to use appropriate lubricants.” [think before following links] https://www.logotv.com/news/a4ktnd/gay-bottom-sex-self-lubricate

PART 4: The night and beyond The rest of the evening was a lot of deep conversations about life, his life and experiences, and then my life and experiences. Going into our backgrounds we found we had a lot in common and more so when we started in to the topic of sex. I was amazed to learn Robert was once married and into women, shock to me, but then realized he was bi and started taking cock. After that it was a quick turn to being gay and enjoying the sex only men can give. Then we talked about his pozzing, that time it happened, and his outlook since then. Yes of course, when did he know he wanted to be a top, which he was fucking amazing at. Robert had hooked up with a poz man twice, one he wasn't sure of his status, but so enjoyed giving his ass to him, another black man. It was then that he tested poz and hasn't looked back since. He got the tattoo and embraced his new status. While remaining healthy, and open with any potential lover, he has come to learn and live with it. Yes, there have been men that have shunned him or turned away instantly once they knew, or saw the tattoo, but he is ok and much more selective about who and how he meets. Robert and I were now lounging on the sofa listening to music. He had gotten us both short silk robes, that he uses with customers, and began to share my story. I shared with Robert my path of being bi, loving sex with women, but knowing I wanted men all along. My thoughts on raw sex, being neg, and the possibility of a poz lover that might eventually convert me. This conversation obviously excited me as my cock begin to stir under my robe, but didn't want my excitement to ruin our intimate conversation. Sharing my desires with Robert was hard at first, but after his complete acceptance of my thoughts I just started to ramble. When I started to share my desire to have multiple men in one night Robert continued to listen intently, hand on mine, but I could tell his cock was starting to react to what I was sharing. I shared about having that special man there to keep me safe and guide other men to me, in me, and then share that experience with my special man when it was over. I looked down at Robert's cock that was free from the robe. "Robert! How can I share things with you if you are going to get excited all the time?" I said laughingly. "Sorry baby, that just really turned me on." Robert said. "I have always wanted to own my man's pussy and by giving his ass to others it is a complete fantasy of mine and his." I reached down and lightly stroked my lover's big cock. "I want my ass owned Robert". "Oh Tim, I want that too. I would love for you to meet a great friend of mine, if that would be ok?". I grabbed Robert's thick cock and stroked it one good long stroke, let go and sat back with my wine. "You do, huh?" I said laughing. "Tell me about your friend and what you are thinking." It took Robert a moment to recover from my stroke. Then he started explaining his thoughts. "Tim, just letting you know I will be hard the entire time telling you about my friend, John. I think we both will. ha", David said looking down at my cock. "John is a buddy of mine I have most of the time I have been poz. We met in a chat room for poz men and just kept in touch. We meet for dinner or drinks most of the time, nothing crazy or anything like that. We are both total top men so sex is not something we entertain at all, but we do talk about sex all the time as we share the same taste in bottoms and like the same things." I waited for a lull in the conversation and asked, "is John poz too?" "Yes, he is, longer than me. He is very healthy and fit, but still poz and lives his life like I do, we don't let it contain us when things are right. Like with you and I." I did pick up on that comment for sure! "Would you like to see his profile pictures?" "what profile"? "On barebackrt." "Yes I would, if that is ok with you, I am interested to put a face to a name." "Great" Robert stood, cock having softened a little, put a hand out to lift me up off the couch. We both carried our wine glasses back to Robert's office. Robert sat down in the chair, with me standing. Robert stood up right away, patted my bare ass under the robe and went to get me a chair. "I don't want you to have to stand baby". I sat down next to Robert who was already going barebacrt.com and finding his 'buddy' John. John's profile came right up and immediately I saw one of his pictures, nothing sex wise, just John standing naked on a beach. He was fucking sexy as can be. John didn't have any tattoos, but immediately I was drawn to his older frame and gorgeous cock. I then saw a few more of his 'public' pictures before I started reading his profile. John said his cock was 'large', he was poz, and preferred, no preference in his bottom men. He had a brief description of what he liked, the kind of man he was attracted to, total bottoms, and about making a 'connection'. Loved it. Robert's hand had fallen to my bare leg, as my robe had come open to reveal my hardening cock. "do you like so far Tim?" "Of course, he has a great profile, and he is an even better person and friend. let me message him to unlock his private pictures". I noticed there were several that were locked and got excited about seeing those. As soon as Robert was done typing he leaned back to take a drink of his wine. He was obviously aroused. I asked, "have you and John ever shared a bottom?" "We have not", Robert said then added, "we have discussed it in length as we both like total bottom men that are open, but we would only consider it if one of us were in a very 'special' type of relationship. "Special?" I asked. "well that we are in a relationship with someone where it is safe and secure, no jealous tendencies because we know how special it is for the other couple. I thought about that for a moment and it made me smile. I asked if he thought John was around, and Robert said he should be. Right about then I noticed Robert had email in the system. Robert opened his email from John, 'Unlocked', and read that John hoped Robert was sharing these with someone 'special'. haha I guess that is me. Robert then clicked on the link back to John's profile and there more pictures revealed. One with John on a bed, cock hard and smiling at the camera. The next two were apparently of John fucking a bottom bareback. John wore a big cock ring and his cock seems so thick. I reached over and grabbed Robert's thick lock cock and said, "not as big as you baby, but he does have a nice cock". Robert laughed, "yes he sure does. Maybe some day I can introduce you two, would you like that Tim?". "I would love that Robert, even more if you would love that, like I said before, my ass is yours to share." Robert asked me, "can I send him a pic of your used hole?" I put my wine down and immediately put my legs up on the desk and chair, exposing my still puffy hole, "please baby". Robert stood up, disrobed, exposing his hardening shaft, and said "hold that pose". He quickly left the room, big cock swaying and returned in a moment with his phone. Robert leaned down and licked my hole a couple of times, which felt so good...then took a few pictures. Robert stood up, completely hard, and said, "let me take a few with my cock just in you, showing you opened up." I just bit my life and moaned! Robert drooled onto my open hole and then spit on his big cock. He rubbed his spit around for a few seconds, and with phone in one hand, used his other hand to push his cock head into me. I spread my hole open for him and adjusted to his size again. Robert took two quick pictures and then pulled out, leaving my hole exposed, and took two more. "Perfect baby. I am going to send these to John if you don't mind." I sat there, ass exposed, just having given my new friend permission to send my ass shot to his buddy, and I was thrilled! "please do baby". I sat back up in my chair as Robert text his buddy the new pictures we just took. While Robert was doing that, I looked closer at the pictures of John fucking. His balls were huge and completely spreading this bottom open. What a hot picture! The last picture of John was of him shooting his huge cum load on his bottom's ass and back. Robert turned back to me looking at the picture. I asked, "why didn't he cum in him, do you know?" Robert smiled, "I asked the same thing one time. John said he would have but like me, John will only cum in his neg bottom if the bottom asks for it." "nice" is all I could say. And did I mention a huge cum load? haha I was just staring at it. "Yes Tim, John does cum a lot". Just then Robert's phone chimed with a new text. "Is that John" I asked. Robert said "yes and he said 'yes'". "yes to what baby?" Robert smiled, "I asked John if I could take pictures of his cock in you". Robert sent a text again, laid is phone down and said "he is on his way".

Cleansed, yet still smelling faintly of the piss, the boy follows The Daddy from the shower and out of the bathroom, they make their way wordlessly down a hall and into a darkened room that the boy could see was lit by only a dim red glow. Inside was The Daddy's bedroom, but it was much more than that. The boy could see it was the place of his worship, the alter of his sex, and the center for the ritual yet to be preformed. The room was decorated the trappings of a true worshiper of the deities of raw uninhibited sex. Stone and bronze statues devoted to pagan idols of Sex and pleasure. Though the Boy could not identify them, they were statues of Pan, Priapus, Eros, and other Gods of sex. Hanging from the walls of the room were more images of eroticisim, new and old. Posters of pagan sex mixed with posters of Tom of Finland, Hun Magazine and other notable icons of gay erotica. And the bed, the bed itself was a true alter of sex in itself. The head bored was a long wooden surface covered in black candles, dildos, sex toys, more pagan idols, and in the very middle, a large pentacle with a noticeable rams held. The boy beheld all of this bathed in the throbbing red light, and was so taken by its majesty, he had almost forgot the presence of The Daddy until the moment his thin boney fingers clasped around his naked shoulders and his body pressed close. "You see boy the altar of your transformation, from within this room our union shall be made complete, you will be forever changed and become reborn with my offspring, my seed, my legacy." The Daddy said, whispering the words with gentle yet headed breath. The boy for his part could hardly wait and was beside himself with barely contained passion. "Of course Daddy, I know this is what I need, what I was meant for. I want to feel it, feel you transform me, feel your energy impregnate me." he said, and The Daddy was proud, he was not yet sure if the Boy was truly starting to believe in the powers that were about to be unleashed, or simply repeating the words he heard. The Daddy knew that right now it wasn’t that important, all that mattered was the Boy was willing to give up his body and soul to become one with a greater power. "Lay upon the bed boy, make yourself comfortable as you will be in this position for some time. Relax your mind and body, gaze upon the idols before you and think of your future.' The Daddy said as he watched the boy dutifully obey. His perfect young and healthy body lay upon the black satin sheets of the black bedding. His perfect smooth ass was thrust upwards, awaiting anything that would come next. The Daddy smiled and took his place. First he leaned in to sample the clean scent of the boy's unspoiled hole. Breathed in the scent, savored it, and began to lick and taste his purity. Tasting the hole of an unspoiled ass was something The Daddy always savored, but this was special, and something far more. He listened to the boy moan, gasp, and whimper as his long, talented tongue worked its magic, pushing deep inside, relaxing, teasing, and tasting of the boy's untainted body. Knowing it was untainted and pure, made the act that was to come naturally all the more stimulating. The Daddy could feel the instrument of the boy's eventual transformation throbbing with hunger between his legs. All in good time he told himself. After almost twenty minutes of talented teasing, The Daddy slides a finger along the Boys now throbbing anus. "Spread your hole for me boy, more so, it is time to open you up in another way, and prepare your body for the next step." He said as the boy, now deeply in heat, quickly pulled his cheeks apart and closed his eyes tightly waiting for the rough fingers of The Daddy against his tender hole. All of a sudden he feels one, then two fingers gently and slowly puncturing up his hole. The boy whimpers and for the first time tries to struggle away from the Grip of his ebony dominator. "Just relax boy. I know it hurts, but you must be strong for me. You need Daddy to impregnate your hole and transform you.” The Daddy says as they grab the hips of the kid and continue to work a third long bony finger inside. The three fingers move gently back and forth in his once pristine and yet now compromised anus. "Open up that hole for your daddy. Let me stretch it and make it ready to receive my seed, my communion. You will accept my black cock and its seed inside you before I'm done with you. In time others will plant their seed as well. Once you have been transformed you will accept so much cock from all who desire it. But no matter how many men may play into you, know that it'll be my powerful black manhood that you will forever crave, it will be my virus that will be a part of you." The Daddy says as the two relax. After 10 - 15 minutes of slow yet incessant fingering, The Daddy pulls his hand away and spreads the smooth cheeks of the boy to inspect. There's a small trickle of crimson running out of the boy's asshole and The Daddy smiles. "You make me proud boy, now, lay upon your back and raise up your legs, I want you looking upon me as it happens, your eyes upon my eyes as we are united." As he says this, and as the boy turns over, The Daddy feels he can wait no longer. His dick is twitching and throbbing looking at hole before him, it is hungry, like a predator about to claim its prey, about to pounce, about to kill. It is a thing that is now almost demonic, as if possessed by darker forces as the moment of communion is at hand. Now at last it is time, The Daddy leans forward and brings his unholy tainted black cock towards its target. The final act of union between them is about to commence.

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21. Steven moved Blake out of the way and started to run his fingers around the base of the plug. He was trying to work them inside me too. Slowly he pressed his lube slick fingers in, pulling my hole open around the plug. I groaned as one slipped in. It felt impossible that I was this open but all the abuse had made it possible. My hole just gave way to the new assault and soon Steven had two fingers slipping in and out of me next to the plug. They had been serious about destroying me. Then he was pulling the plug out of me. I felt empty as the snake like toy fell from my hole. I could tell that I was open and gaped. Mercifully though I was not empty long. Steve’s fingers quickly returned to my hole. He easily slid four fingers inside me, twisting them around. He splayed them, pushing the edges of my hole further apart still. Two fingers from his other hand slipped in next to his twisting fingers. I moaned as he pulled me open. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Blake still naked and hard with a phone in his hand recording Steve working my ass open. He grinned when he realized I had seen him. “Focus on me,” Steve said, and started to push a single spear shaped hand into my hole. I took a deep breath. Steve pulled his hand from my hole and then pushed back in, matching my breath. Each time it felt like a little more of his hand slipped in. “We’re at the widest point now, a few more breaths and you’ll have my whole hand in your cunt. You want that don’t you?” “Yes! Please. Fist me.” “Deep breath, and then let it out real slowly.” He relaxed the pressure on my hole, backing his hand off. As I breathed in again he started once more to push, the pressure mounting. I held my breath for a moment, and then very slowly let it out. Then it happened. My hole gave way. The knuckle of his thumb burst inside me, and suddenly he was wrist deep inside me. I was being fisted. Something half way between a scream and a moan burst from my lips as my hole expanded further than ever before. My soft tender guts were not split apart with the rough skin of Steve’s hand. Tight in its cage my cock throbbed and a big thick spurt of cum pumped from out onto my balls. It was the most extraordinary feeling. “Good job, your cunt looks so good wrapped around my wrist.” “Fuck,” was all I could moan back. “I’m going to fuck you now,” Steve said in a calm voice. He pulled his hand back slowly, pulling against the taught muscles of my hole. My body opened around his hand again, and tried unsuccessfully to snap back around his fingers as they slipped out. I could feel myself gape, I knew that my guys were exposed by my slack hole. Then the fingers were back. They once more forced me open. This time it was easier, my body knew what to do. My hole opened around Steve’s invading fingers, spread wide for the knuckle and let his fist inside me once more. Again a guttural sound was forced out of my as my hole was invaded. I shook a little. Steve didn’t pause this time. Slowly and deliberately he pulled his hand from my hole, then at the same pace he forced it back inside me. With each new level of sluttiness or width of stretched there came a moment of being lost, where my whole body, my whole life, seemed to slip away and all that I was was a hole. As Steve’s hand truly began to fuck me, all be it slowly at first, I found myself drifting away. My hole, and his hand were the only important things in the world. I forgot about Blake and the camera, I forgot about the cage on my cock, I forgot about Mike leading me down this path, all I could think about was the hand pushing inside my guts again and again. I was once more a blathering idiot, spewing an incoherent slur of fucks, yes’s, and use mes. Steve was picking up the pace, and Blake was filming the whole thing. He was not shooting over Steve’s shoulder looking down at my trashed hole. As Steve’s pace increased and my hole became more and more slack I felt a pressure building inside me. It wasn’t quite like an orgasm building, but similar. In the put of my stomach a hard mass was forming, pushing down against my guts as they were penetrated and stretched. Yet it wasn’t painful, it was that coming up to the edge of a cliff feeling, that moment where the pleasure tips just to this side of pain, and then, my cock erupted. This time, however, it wasn’t cum. Piss sprayed out of my cock in one long spurt. I tried to stop, tried to cover myself, but Steve stopped me with his free hand. “No, that’s how a bottom like you cums when he’s being fisted,” Steve said, “your body needs it, let it out.” He let go of my hand, and punched his fist into me a few more times. I basically screamed, my body going limp, and spurt after spirt of piss spewed from my cock. Steve and I were both covered when my bladder was finally fucked empty. I was panting, as piss dripped off my body onto Steve’s desk. He didn’t care so neither did I. Slowly, he pulled his hand from my hole with a wet flop. “Fuck, you did so well,” Steve said, leaning forward to kiss me. “That was amazing,” Blake added. “How does your hole feel?” “Fucking destroyed,” I responded. “Your cunt looks so good, gaped and red, with a little drop of cum leaking out of it.” “Thank you Sir.” “Do you think you can take some more?” “What do you have in mind Sir?” “Before your hole starts to tighten up,” he moved to the chair and sat down, “come sit on my cock and we’ll get one more load in you before sending you home.” “Fuck yes,” I said, and got off the desk as quick as my sore legs would let me. I straddled my boss and sat down. It took nothing to slide him inside me, my loose hole opened wide and his thick cock slid in. We both let out an appreciative groan as my warm guts enveloped his hard cock again. Blake was soon behind me, I had guessed this was where it was going, and pressed his cock into me too. The three of us breathed as one, as they fucked me again. I was a rag doll at this point, worn down and tired, my hole stretched wide once more. I was begging them to use me, to pump me full of their cum. They soon both obliged me, and I was once more treated to the sensation of hot sperm being pumped inside my hole. This time, however, I was so slack that it was hard to keep it in. It was worth it though to have experience then destruction they wrought on my hole. That was the end of our day, they helped me up. We got dressed, all kissed at the door, and headed out of the office at just after five. I felt like I couldn’t walk right. I gave up on the train and called a car home. I don’t think I said much of anything to the driver, I was in such a daze the whole way. When I got home Mike was sitting on the couch naked apart from his cage. I stripped at the door, and walked over to where he sat. I straddled his lap, and kissed him deep as a greeting. “What was that for?” He said grinning, his hands holding my bare ass cheeks. “Showing me the way.” “What happened to you today?” “Feel my hole and see if you can guess.” Mike’s hand traveled from my cheeks to my wet abused cunt, and his fingers slipped in. “Fuuuuuck,” he groaned, probing the edges of my gaping hole, “you’re fucking destroyed. Did you get fisted or something.” I kissed him again, “By my boss.” “Jesus, I love the new you.” “Me too,” I paused, “I don’t want my key back. I don’t need to wait till the end of the week. I want to be like this forever.” “I guessed that would be your decision.” Now it was his turn to kiss me. “Come on pig, I’m going to open you back up and fist you myself.” This is where our story ends - at least for now. I hope you all enjoyed and I'm happy to have inspired a few of you to dust off your cages and lock up. Remember, there is freedom in giving up your cock and becoming a hole - give in.

4. I rubbed my cock through my jock a feel times, feeling the wet pouch where my precum had soaked through. Time to jerk off, and move on with my day I thought, but then I slid my hand down to my hole and felt my slick ass. My lips were slightly puffy and as soon as I slipped a finger inside I felt cum. My resolve foundered and my urge to jerk off drifted away as I felt the loads inside me. Mike had had six guys was it really so wild if I had three? Certainly not by his standards. I licked my finger clean as I pulled it from my hole and grabbed my phone… back on the apps I went. There were a few messages waiting from my last search. The first one was from a cute twink really close by. I opened it to find a pic of a long fat looking dick on a skinny frame, followed by a simple and direct Looking? I responded that I was if he was still up for it. Yeah, I’m horny as fuck and need a hole to see. You want my cum? Fuck yes! I paused and then sent I’ve got two loads in me already and hungry for another. I love a pig. Where are you?” I sent him my address, and then he too was on his way. My heart was in my throat again, but now not from nerves at all just from excitement. I wanted to feel this guy’s cock inside me. I was cock hungry and I like it. He must have been ready to leave his house when we started chatting because my buzzer rang not five minutes after I sent him my address. I buzzed up the twink and got read to answer the door still in just a jock. “Fuck, look at you,” He said stepping into the apartment. He started to take his shoes off and pulled his shirt over his head before I really even had the door closed. “I need to cum so fucking bad, where’s your room.” “Right here,” I said leading the half-naked twink to my bed. As soon as we were in my room I closed my door and got on my knees undoing his pants. He didn’t have underwear on and I was immediately presented with the object of my desires. His long thick cock flopped out of the open fly of his pants and I pounced. I wanted him rock hard and I didn’t want to wait. I swallowed his growing cock down my throat and didn’t let up till he was groaning and my lips were straining around his girth. “Fuck you’re good at that, I could blow this load down your throat… but we both don’t want that.” “No Sir,” I said coming up for air, “I need your load in my hole.” “Yes, you do pig. Get on the bed, on your knees.” He tossed his pants to the side of the room as I got on my knees presenting my ass to him. “Fucking beautiful,” he said before spitting on my hole. Then I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock against my ass. He and I both moaned in pleasure as he sunk deep inside me. I pushed my ass back against his cock, making my ring cling to him, sucking his cock deeper inside me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grunted as he just hammered away at my hole. I was wet enough not he didn’t have to warm me up for a deep fucking. I was moaning and grunting in bottom pig heaven as he repeatedly bottomed out in me. For a second I wondered if this is how Mike felt as the six man fucked him the day before. I felt like he had to have, this was such a perfect state of horniness to exist in. The twink knew what he was doing. I was sweaty and groaning, and all the while he was hammering away at my hole with no mercy. He wanted to get off bad and I was his way to do that. I was thrilled. Eventually his pace shifted, his tone changed and I knew my reward was coming. My cock leaked even harder as he built himself up to orgasm. Then as he pounded into me one more time and started rocketing cum and huge throb of my cock let out a thick hot glob or cum into my jock strap. He had literally fucked the cum out of me. We both collapsed panting. Then slowly he recovered and thanked me. I thanked him for the massive load, and for the first time in the encounter we kissed. Then he was up and getting dressed. I walked him to the door, still only in my jock, him collecting his clothes as he went. After I closed the door behind him I stood there for a moment, smiling to myself. I was pulled out of my bliss, however, by the sound of a throat being cleared. I spun around and there was Mike standing in a pair of short shorts, a massive grin on his face.

I'd say the bigger challenge is that if you become positive, what medications are they thinking of using that wouldn't have Truvada as part?

Part 6 The Sun was already up when we exited the bath house, the large plug lodged deep in my ass. I guessed it had to be Sunday morning. My thoughts drifted to my family. I knew they would be heading to church soon, then probably having a BBQ in the backyard, as they did almost every Sunday. I almost wished I could join them, but I was too far down the devil's path to return. We drove back through the city, with me on the floor of the truck, and eventually into a garage. I immediately recognized it as being Mr. Jackson's garage. My heart raced as I started to panic. Why were we here? Was he going to send me back home already, high as a kite and full of strangers cum? My mind raced as he dragged me into his house and upstairs into a bed room. He threw me on a bed and locked my collar to a short chain so I couldn't go anywhere, then he left me. I don't know how long I was alone up there, time was fuzzy to me. After a while I could hear the voices of my family in the backyard as Dad got the BBQ going. I thought of yelling out to them, but didn't know if they would even hear me. Plus I was scared of angering Mr. Jackson. I had quickly learned he had ways to punish me if he wanted too. After a while I heard voices downstairs, several mens voices, and I quickly concluded I was going to be in for some more fucking. Mr. Jackson just came up the stairs and released the chain from my collar. He then guided me over to a window. This window happened to overlook my family's backyard. I could see everyone. He then took my wrists and attached the cuffs to hooks that had short chain's hanging down, forcing me to hang in the window, arms spread apart. Panic surged in me again. If I could see my family, all they had to do was look up into the window and see me hanging there naked. I started to object and Mr. Jackson just silenced me with the ball gag. I felt the now familiar band go around my arm as I was once again stuck with a needle and the familiar rush rocked my body. The plug was pulled out of me and another strange man pushed his cock into me. He held my hips and fucked me while I stared in horror out the window to my family below. "That's it Slut." Mr. Jackson said as I took a cock up my cunt. "Look at your family. Look, there's Daddy and Mommy, and all your brothers and sister's. Look at them enjoying themselves while their depraved faggot son is taking cock right next to them! What would happen if they looked up here and saw you?" I shook in fear as tears rolled down my cheeks again. The man just kept fucking me deep and hard. "Oh look slut, there's your pastor and his wife joining them. Should I call them and tell them to look up here?" I frantically shook my head no as the guy fucking me dumped his load in my guts, mingling with all the other loads already in me. He pulled out and another guy pushed in. "That's right slut, take that cock like you were born to do. Watch your family while you get bred. This may be the last time you ever see them!" I cried knowing this was probably true. I could never return to them now that the devil had claimed me for his own. I just hung there as two more men came in and fucked me, adding more and more cum into my guts while my family ate below, oblivious to the depravity going on over them. After the last guy pumped his cum up into me, Mr. Jackson held a rag over my nose and mouth and I inhaled a new smell. Instantly my head spun more and my ass begged for more cock. Mr. Jackson just started putting fingers up in me, working them in and out. Deeper and deeper he pushed his hand into my wet hole until he pushed really hard and his hand popped through. I screamed into the gag as I felt his hand slide up deep into my bowels. I watched my family through tears as his arm pumped up and down, ripping my cunt further apart. "Take it whore! Take your Masters fist in your slutty cunt! This is your destiny! You are forever a worthless fuckhole for anything I want to put in you. You will never return to your family. You are mine for as long as I want, until I've used you up so much you'll never be good for anything else!" He grabbed my cock with his other hand and jerked it while he milked my from the inside. Soon shot after shot flew out of my dick all over the window as I jerked on Mr. Jackson's arm. When I had finished, he pulled it out of me. I could feel hot liquid running out of my wrecked hole and down my legs. Mr. Jackson just laughed. "Your cunt is bleeding like a true pussy now!" He unhooked my wrists and I just fell to the floor in a heap, my mind trying to grasp all that had happened to me in the last couple of days. Trying to fully grasp the reality of my new existence. Later that afternoon, I was in the living room, strapped down to a fuck bench with Mr. Jackson's big cock buried in my cunt. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Hello Zeke." he said as he ground his pubes into my tender, sore, inflamed ass lips. Oh my God! He was taking to my father! "Yes, Jacob is fine. More than fine!" My heart was in my throat! "Well I was just calling because I happen to be home, no, Jacob is still up at the cabin, but I was wondering if I might also be able to employ the services of Elijah as well." Oh shit! Elijah was my 19 year old brother! "Yes, well my back isn't what it used to be, and I could really use another boy to help out. Yes, I would be leaving again tonight if he could be ready to go right away. I don't have the cash on me to pay you upfront, but I can certainly do so after the work is done. Excellent, I'll see him very shortly." My blood ran cold as he hung up the phone. He continued to fuck me until about 15 minutes later the doorbell rang. One of the men went to answer it and I heard Elijah's voice. "Um, Mr. Jackson was expecting me?" "Right this way son." the man said. My brother walked into the living room and froze as he saw me, tied down with Mr. Jackson's cock buried in my ass. "What the....." he started to say as two men grabbed him, forcing a rag over his face. My brother struggled hard for a minute, but was no match physically for the two men holding him. He eventually went unconscious and fell to the floor as Mr. Jackson flooded my guts with another load. "This is working out better than I could have ever hoped."

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