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4. The sun was incredibly hot, and the air felt thick with humidity. I was sheltered under a large umbrella by the pool, laid out in a skimpy speedo reading a mystery book. In the month since Jack and Danny had first fucked me I had steadily become more and more comfortable being naked or nearly naked in public. Really, I was only wearing a speedo because there were other guests at the hotel that weekend. For a week after we had first fucked there had been no one else here, it was just the three of us, and I had grown used to wearing just a jock around the property if anything. We all did. Jack and Danny would walk around naked or just in little shorts all the time. Besides the freedom I felt walking around in a jock it was also just more convenient. Despite the age difference my new daddies were just as horny as I was. In the ensuing month there was not a day that had gone by without my taking at least one of their loads, usually both, and often more than once a day. We had fucked all over the property. Firstly, in the different rooms, and then moving to the more public spaces. The day before the most recent crop of guests had arrived Jack had bred me right here on the pool deck. I loved it. I loved my new life as their boy. They both frequently told me they were proud of me, that they were impressed with how quickly I had taken to being theirs. It was perfect, I had never known I wanted this life until I had it; now it was all I could imagine. I sat up a little straighter in my chair and felt slickness between my cheeks, Danny had fucked me in the little room behind the main office just before I came out to the pool. My ass still felt tender and well used as I tried to concentrate on my book. I reread the page in front of me, and still didn’t ingest much of it. The wet feeling around my hole had distracted me. I had dick on the brain again. I looked back to the page, and with a concerted effort took in Agatha Christie’s weirdly racist character description. I was pulled out of an aristocratic English woman explaining to Poirot how this crime had to be done by a “foreigner” because it “just wasn’t something an Englishman would do” by a warm low voice asking, “is this seat taken?” Standing in front of me was a tall, broad shouldered and handsome man. He was younger than the daddies, probably in his mid-thirties. His hair was cut short and pushed forward in a carefree straight boy sort of way. He had a square handsome face, bright eyes, and dense dark stubble on his cheeks. His burly chest and strong abdomen was covered in dark, dense hair that swirled downward till it disappeared into his low slung shorts. His legs and arms were thick, and strong, he looked like he worked construction or something that required lots of heavy lifting. “Is this seat taken?” He asked again pointing to the other deck chair under my umbrella. I shook my head. “Cool!” He said, and moved over to the chair. He kicked off his flip flops and the unbuttoned his shorts. Under them he had on a pair of small, tight, trunks that left little to the imagination. I tried to make it look like I was just reading my book and not checking out his thick beefy ass stretching the fabric of his trunks taught, or the prominent bulge and obvious outline of his meaty dick. He laid back in the chair, pulled out a book, and tucked one arm behind his head. His exposed pit was as densely hairy as his chest and I cause a whiff of his scent. My cock stiffened a little in my speedo and I shifted one leg up so it wasn’t as obvious. “How long have you been here?” He said after a few minutes. “At the pool or at the hotel,” I replied, trying to sound casual. “Well both I suppose.” “I’ve been out here for about an hour, and staying at the hotel for just over a month.” “A month, damn. That’s a long time.” “I’m here for work, my boss knows the owners, so when she asked me to move down they did her a deal and… anyway I live off on the side of the property where not a lot of people want to book the room.” “That’s still a sweet deal. I’m just in town for the week. Family wedding. Everyone else is staying at my sisters or my parents but I could not spend a week trapped with my family. I need some private time,” he grinned. “So I found this place online, saw that it was queer friendly and booked Bungalow 8. Its over by the beach path.” “Yeah I know it!” “I suppose after a month you must know all the bungalows.” “Well… yeah kinda.” I blushed, he didn’t know how well I knew them all. “I’m Ryan, by the way.” He stuck out his hand. I shook it, his grip was firm, and his palm a little rough. “David.” “So how long are you staying? Or are you almost done after a month?” “All summer. At least that’s how long the job is for. After that I don’t really know,” although I hopped that Jack and Danny would just keep me there forever. “Oh good, so the eye candy will be around the whole time I’m here.” “Eye candy,” I stammered. “You heard me. I guess queer friendly hotel means the pool is stocked with cute boys to look at.” I heard Jack’s voice in my head saying “You know, if there are other hot guys out there you want to get fucked by you should go for it. We would love to eat a stranger cum out of your hole.” In a lower more confident tone I turned to the Ryan and said, “Well you can do more than just look if you want.” “Oh is that so?” “Absolutely.” I was completely hard now, aroused by my own boldness. Ryan shifted so that his crotch was now facing me. He too had become aroused and his little trunks were fighting to contain the swollen mass of his erection. “Think you could handle this?” I leaned over so that I was only a foot away from his face and said, “Why don’t you bend me over and find out.” “Alright boy, follow me.” He got up, and grabbed his things. He didn’t bother to put his shorts on, or cover up; he just walked confidently out of the pool enclosure with his hard cock displayed for anyone who passed by. I followed close behind him, trying to emulate his confidence. He led me down towards the beach path and Bungalow 8. He had left the door unlocked, and pushed me inside as soon as we got there. We both dropped our things by the door and he scooped me up with a strong arm behind my back. He pulled me forward and pressed me into him. His mouth found mine and his tongue worked into my mouth. I welcomed him, and we kissed hungrily. I wrapped my arms around him as his began to explore my body. I held onto his neck with one arm, and toyed with his round sensitive nipple with the other. We were both panting and groaning into the other’s mouth as we kissed. I already felt hot, and his chest was slick with sweat. The scent I had smelled for a moment back at the pool enveloped me. His pheromones were intoxicating and my lust for him grew as I inhaled. I was the one to pull away from our kiss but only so I could dive face first into his pit. I pulled his arm up and shoved my face into the furry depths. He moaned as I licked the salty sweat from his skin. “Fucking pig,” he said, in an appreciative low whisper. I sucked harder. Then I licked my way across his chest to his nipple. I flicked it with my tongue and was rewarded with another groan. I latched onto his chest, pulling at his tit with my teeth and tongue. He growled and held my head there. “Fuck yeah boy. Get on your fucking knees.” I slid down his body, dragging my tongue through the forest of hair till I came to his crotch. I hooked my fingers into his waistband and pulled his little trunks to the ground. What I found there did not disappoint. His dick was long and broad, with a big shining purple head. His balls were big and heavy, hanging low now that they were free. Dense, bushy pubes grew in a mass at the base and faded out into the rest of his body hair. There was basically no break between the hair on his chest, and the hair on his legs. I didn’t need to be told what to do. I opened my mouth and gulped down his cock. A month of being fucked by Jack and Danny had made me a masterful deep throater. I took him down the back of my throat with ease, and held my nose against his pelvis. He moaned loudly, “Oh fuck!” He put both of his hands on the back of my head and fucked my throat. I held onto his legs, keeping myself upright. I felt the powerful muscles in his thighs flex as he used my throat. This guy knew how to fuck. Ryan pulled his dick out of my mouth and slapped it across my face. My cheeks were smeared with spit and precum. He stuffed it back down my willing throat and started fucking even harder. Thick frothy spit formed around his cock and dribbled down my chin. He pounded harder and harder till suddenly he let out a roar and ropes of sweet salty cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed hard, taking his load down my throat. He panted as he climaxed. His hands shook, and he let out a little gasp as his dick feel from my mouth. “Fuck,” I said, “that was hot as fuck.” “Was? We’re not done boy. You promised me a go at that hole.” “You still want to fuck me even though you came?” “Does my cock look soft?” I looked at his still throbbing member. “Not at all.” “Exactly. Now bend over that couch so I can eat your ass.” I scrambled off the floor and did as he instructed. I got on the couch, rested my chest against the back, and presented my ass to him. He got down on his knees, his hands on my ass cheeks and let out a low whistle. “Damn boy, your ass is beautiful.” “Wait till you taste it,” I replied cheekily. He dove in. His tongue flicked across my hole and then easily slid inside. He lapped at my lips, pushing into my ring. Then he paused for a moment, and pushed his tongue in a little deeper. He paused again, then pushed his tongue deeper still. “You’ve already got cum in your cute little ass don’t you?” “Compliments of the management,” I said over my shoulder. “What?” “The owners, they’ve been fucking me at least once a day since I got here a month ago. They… well… they introduced me to getting fucked raw and I loved it so much I couldn’t stop. Danny had just fucked me when I got to the pool today.” “Fuck that’s hot.” “In fact… you’ll be the third guy ever to breed me.” “Fucking hell.” He stood up and bent over me. He kissed the back of my neck, and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fucking flood your guts boy. Then you can take my load back to the owners.” “I call them my daddies,” I panted. “You like being used by older men boy?” “Yes! And I love being called boy.” “You’re just a horny slutty boy aren’t you?” “YES!” “Good.” I heard him spit and then felt his cock at my hole. He slid in easily. I was used to taking big raw dicks now. My hole didn’t resist at all, it just bloomed around his invading cock. I moaned, and pushed back into his thrust. “Good boy. Such a nice sweet hole. Fuck. You feel so good around my cock.” “Fuck me please!” “Yeah boy.” “Breed me.” “Fuck yes! Take me cock.” He started to thrust deep inside me, pulling out as far as he could and long dicking my hole. I let out a low whimper and gave into the pounding. His hands held my hips and he pulled me back to meet each one of his thrusts. “Oh yes! Use my hole!” I panted as I bucked back onto his cock. Sweat was dripping down from his chest onto my back. I could feel the now familiar slickness of cum being fucked out of my hole as he pounded me. He suddenly knocked me sideways, and with his hands on my hips flipped me onto my back. In one easy motion he threw my legs onto his shoulders and pushed his dick back inside me. He leaned down and kissed me deeply and he started to pummel my hole again. I felt like putty in his hands. I was here for him to use and unload in. I had become so used to the daddy’s dicks that taking a stranger’s cock was a stranger but magical experience. Taking their dicks had become, not second place, but second nature. It felt right and perfect when they slid inside of me. I felt like I had suddenly come home as soon as one of them breached my sphincter each day. Ryan however felt different, he felt like an invader. It felt good to surrender to a new man. He grunted as he bucked his cock deep inside me. His face was scrunched up and I could see the effort not to cum etched in his brow. He lasted a few more minutes, breathing harshly. A big drop of sweat fell from his nose right onto my lip. I lapped up the salty liquid. He grunted again, and then let out a roar. He reared up, pinning my legs to my chest, his back arched, his cock thrust as far into me as it could go. He looked like a Greek god, conquering some enemy for a moment. His orgasm surged through his body, and erupted into me. I felt myself being filled with his seed. It pumped deep inside my guts. I had taken my first load from a man who wasn’t Danny or Jack, and I love it. The wave of slutty euphoria that washed over me was intoxicating. “How long did you say you were here for?” I asked grinning up at him as he wiped the sweat from his face. “Till the end of the week… why… you already thinking about next time?” “Fuck yes is am,” I squeezed his softening cock with my hole making him groan and then chuckle, “That was amazing. You can fuck me whenever you want.” He slowly pulled his cock out of my hole, and we both gasped. He shook his head as if to clear his mind and smiled down at me. “As long as your daddies don’t mind sharing.” “They said they’d be excited to eat someone else’s load out of my hole. “God, they’re turning you into quite the little pig. You’ll be the perfect bottom when they’re done with you. You got your phone on you?” “Yeah!” “Cool, I’ll give you my number and you can text me. I’ll hit you up when I need to get off again.” We exchanged numbers, and I got dressed. “I’m going to enjoy filling your hole up this week.” He said at the door before kissing me one more time. About three hours later I was sitting in Danny and Jack’s flat drinking a beer in nothing but a jockstrap. Danny say across the table from me completely naked. His cock was still glistening after the quick fucking he had just given me. “Well if he texts you you have to go!” He said, after hearing the whole story of how I met Ryan at the pool. “Yeah? You’re ok with me getting fucked by him again?” “We want you to get fucked as often as you can. Ryan won’t be the only horny top this summer either. We’re somewhat of a hot spot for gays guys around here. If you’re up for it you’ll get a lot of use this summer.” “Promise?” “Promise.”

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About two days ago I met a super sexy younger guy at the gym sauna. He came in wearing just some black boxer briefs and this dick was like outlined like full HD detail. My eyes darted to it and I got caught up staring. He sat across from me. After a min he was like yo you play football or something I was like nah. Played some sports in HS and then been working out. I asked him same question he said football and basketball and hitting the gym. His body was shredded slim and ripped small waist. Told him his body is legit goals he said I look good too told him yeah he’s just better. He laughed. Asked him if he gets a lot of pussy . He said mostly ass but definitely pussy too. Asked him what he meant he said he’s Bi. Told him me too. Asked him how big he is cause he looks massive. He said 10.5 I was like holy fuck man you winning the genetic lotto. Face body and dick like 10/10. I said I’d be crazy not to ask if he down to fuckaround. He said hed be down. He said let’s go over to his place no one should be home. So we got dressed went to his place . I pushed him on the couch and we started making out. I reached in his shorts and grabbed his dick. Started jerking him off and stripping him. Pushed him back leaned over and started swallowing his dick. He reached down and started teasing my hole. After a few min I straddled him and placed his dick on my hole and started pushing down on his head. He grabbed me by the waist. He asked me if I want it raw? I just pushed his dick inside me and slowly took it down to the base. I moaned out and so did he. Started riding him slowly getting faster and faster pulling out about half way then pushing back down. His dick was huge felt it so deep in me. We were both moaning. He said let’s go to the bedroom. I pulled his dick out and went to his room he pushed me on my back and put his legs on his shoulders and pushed in me started giving me those full length deep strokes. Started really pounding me. Told me to get on my stomach and lift my ass up. I flipped over and he started pounding me from the back. I pushed him back and spun around in his dick and started riding him again. My dick smacking and grinding against his abs. He started breathing heavy. He said he was gonna cum ! I buckled down and I started riding him hard and deep. He said bruh I’m gonna fucking breed you. I grabbed my shoulders pulled me down and started fucking me hard meeting my thrusts. Soon he let out a moan and started filling my hole. He shot multiple times inside me. My dick was solid so I asked him if his little ass could handle me as I slid his dick out of me. He pointed at the line on his night stand and said let’s see how it feels inside him. I got my dick lubed and his legs spread. I pushed against his hole and slowly pushed up inside him while he moaned. After few position changes he was begging for my cum so I pinned him down and filled his ass up. We chilled for a bit to catch our breath. Told him I’m gonna head out before his roommate showed up. I was just about to get off the bed when he pulled me back said he want my hole one more time. Lubed his dick and got back inside me. Fucked me I rode him. His roommate came home and knocked on his door. He said I’m busy and we kept fucking. This time he pinned me on my back pushed his dick in me and told me to take his cum. We got dressed and he walked me to the door after which I left.

My GF is on a worktrip for this week, so I was horny and free to look around a little on my own. So, on my way to work at the train station is always this Junkie chick, looking for her dealers. Sometimes she is begging for money. There are a lot of Junkies in that area, so nothing new for me. But she still looked good. Wasn't completely gone. I hadn't fucked a hole since Sunday, since my GF left, so when I saw her, waiting on the bank, holding her arms tight, looking around, I just got a hard on. It is ... I don't know, desperation is sexy to me. I know it is wrong. But having girls, who are desperate, who need money, who need a place to stay, who wouldn't normally do it, who are not really enjoying it, but doing it out of necessity? Having to use your body just to survive? My Cock couldn't go harder just thinking about it. So I was leaving work and saw her. She was sitting there with her greasy hair and skinny arms wrapped around herself, looking around. She looked like she could be thirty, but was probably younger then that. And I saw some of the regular drug dealers in the train stations. So that meant, she didn't have money to buy her fix. Perfect. I felt a little predatory, a little bit of guilt, but that made my Cock even harder. Thank god I was wearing a longer jacket or everybody could have noticed. So I went by her and there she asked, in her meak voice "Hast du etwas Kleingeld?" (Do you have any change), barley looking at me. I stopped and looked at her. "I have even more, if you wanna help me out a litte", I answered. She looked up, looking at me with her dead eyes. "What do you want?" "Just some fun. There is a hotstel nearby. You can use there undisturbed, get a shower, some food. And we have some fun." I was holding up a 50 Euro Note and her eyes darted immediately to it. "Okay." "When we are finished, there is more." I gave her the banknote and she walked to the next dealer, getting her crack. I saw her eyeing it desperately, as she came back. We went to a hostel near the Station, that rented out the rooms hourly (to accomodate the night trade, that happened in the area). And we got a room. I payed some more to be left alone for some hours, because usually, when they give you a room for an hour, they start knocking at the door after 30 minutes to get you out. The moment we entered she immediately got to it. Heated her stuff up on some aluminium foil and smoked it up. The room stank a little, but I didn't care. I didn't use myself, but I didn't mind others doing it. Hooked people are easily used. She relaxed and smiled and I gave her some peace. "I will get some food", I said and left her sitting on the carpeted floor, where she inhaled her crack. I went to buy some Kebab at the Shop next door and came back, finding her sitting at the same spot, heating up the foil again. After she satisfied her needs, she gobbled down on the Kebab. When she was done with that, she looked to me. Her eyes somemore lively. "Are we doing it now?", she asked. "Yes. But first, take a shower and clean yourself up. I don't mind the smoke, but I like to fuck a clean body." She just nodded and dropped her clothes right there on the ground. I snapped a photo: She didn't look to bad. A bloated tummy, skinny arms and legs, barley any bruises. Pale skin. I took my clothes of and we went into the shower together, where I washed her thoroughly and everywhere. She was at first a little shy and froze, when I began scrubbing her, but then she relented and let me clean her up. My soapy fingers went everywhere. Clearing her pussy, her ass, making sure it was squeaky clean. My Cock was rock hard, but I didn't use her in the shower. I know that the Idea of shower sex is a turn on, but in reality not very practical, especially in such a small one. So I led her back to the bed, fresh and clean. "Lie down", I ordered and she did. Her eyes went dead again. Maybe I should make her smoke some more crack... but no, I've waited long enough. For a moment I thought about getting a blow job, but her teeth were a little ... on the yellowish side, so I let it be. I went on top of her. I probably was more then double her weight. My hairy belly scratched over her white skin while I positioned my big 8 Inch Cock. I looked her in the eyes, but after a second, she looked to the side, at the window with its closed curtains. Barely interested. I shoved my Cock inside her. She was a little dry, but it didn't matter to me. She would become wet. They all did. I saw the pain on her face and thrust harder, shoving my whole length into her. She gritted her teeth, but didn't say anything. She jusy looked at the window with its closed curtains. I started trusting. At first slowly, noticing how she got wetter with every push of my cock. Her breath got faster. I got faster, I needed it. I didn't had a pussy for a week. My big Cock stretched her pussy out, made her wet, while she was looked impassive at the window. I thrust and thrust, my Cock getting painfully hard for this little whore, who let a stranger use her for just some crack. I grunted and exploded in her, filling her with days worth of my cum. I collapsed on her, weighing her down with my full weight. After some seconds she tapped me on the back. "You are heavy", she said. I laughed and got up. I pulled my half hard dick out of her and saw, that we made a mess of cum and blood on the bedsheets. "That was nice", I said. She just said "Hm", sat up and went to the floor, taking the next small stone she crumbled onto the foil. My cum Was leaking out of her onto the carpet, while she sat there, smoking her next high. I got dressed, put a 100 Euros on the side table and said: "I payed for the next three hours, you can stay here for so long". She just looked at me with her dead eyes and I left, feeling good. Without any pressure in my pants I went home.

20 plus years ago at Denver Swim Club, I fucked a guy repeatedly on both Friday and Saturday night, started a new consulting project on Monday morning where he was introduced as the IT Director. I felt a little awkward, but we managed to work well together and never fucked again during the project.

Chapter 41: Happy Trails The two of us started walking towards the trails with our cocks and balls swinging between our legs. Dad was correct in applying the bug spray, but not on our cocks. If it wasn't for them swinging, our cocks would have been sucked by many mosquitoes already. We arrived to the head of the three trails. The first was called Fantasy Lane. The sign described it as an approximate 1 mile trail leading to the World Famous Fantasy land. It continued by saying there are play stations along the trail, and most are free to use first cum first served. It did say one spot was free unless rented out with a private rigger there. It indicated that riggers had the right to ask you to leave that play station. In big bold letters the sign said all acts on this trail are to be consual by ALL involved in any sexual activities. The sign then said keep our trails clean, and use cans provided for condoms. Of course someone wrote, " Who uses condoms here?" The other 2 trails were just numbered Trail 1 and 2. The sign said these trails were intended for naturists, and sex was prohibited from dusk to dawn. The sign said trail 1 was approximately 1.5 miles, and went through densely wooded areas with some sections being a boardwalk. Trail 2 was approximately 2 miles and went through highly wooded and swamp areas, with boardwalks and bridges over small streams. Both trails would end at the beautifull lake named Cuminme.

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Part 6 As they day went on grandpa and I spent our time together naked like usual. But now I graduated to sucking his cock when he wanted. I sucked it before and after lunch and sucked it again for dinner. At first I was uncomfortable with sucking my grandpas cock but I got used to it pretty quickly. He had assured me it was just like sucking any other meat tube. For an older man he could cum a lot. When he said he would teach me about gay stuff I didn’t think I’d end up servicing him like this. It got me wondering what else he had planned for me. Grandpa figured since I had my rimming lesson and foot play lesson, I had enough teaching for the day. We still had the rest of the summer together and he didn’t want to bombard me with too much. The daylight was fading and we got ready for bed. “Okay Kenny boy, on the bed. I liked last nights position.” I laid down and grandpa got on top of me. “Are you sure about this? You slipped inside me last time.” His cock was resting on my ass, it was still hard. “That won’t happen this time. No slipping in you in the middle of the night. I’m gunna stick it in you now so you don’t have to worry about it.” He spread my cheeks and positioned his tip at my hole. “What?! Why?” “Relax my sweet boy, I’m just putting it in for safe-KEEPING!!” He slammed his cock in me. I felt all his length bury into my ass. “Oh god it’s so big! I can’t sleep like this.” Grandpa laid down and put his arms around me. His hips wiggling a bit. “You slept with it in you last time. This way there won’t be any boners stabbing you uncomfortably. Now go to sleep and try not to move your ass too much. We may not be fucking but even at my age I still get wet dreams often.” Wet dreams? Meaning, ejaculating in his sleep? But his raw cock is going to be in me all night! “Grandpa this sounds risky.” “Be a good boy for me and sleep with my cock in you.” He gave me a thrust. “Ow! Okay.” “That’s it. It’s better when you do what I say. Isn’t it?” “I guess so.” Like last time grandpa managed to fall asleep first. He was snoring in my ear and I had a hard time concentrating with his cock deep in me. Was it going to be like this every night? And his wet dreams, how often did he have them? I thought about my situation for a while. Things were progressing in ways that were both exciting and scary. I reviewed the things I did that day, the more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that I enjoyed licking his feet. Maybe I was into it, even if it was just a little. Eventually I managed to drift off to sleep. Staying asleep wasn’t easy. What with grandpa weighing down on me and his cock planted inside me. I woke up in the middle of the night and tried shifting around. My ass wiggled and clenched as I tried getting comfortable. The movement caused grandpas semi hard cock to twitch more in me. I could feel it grow harder. The more hard it got the more my ass reacted. Grandpa started shifting in his sleep too. He moved his hips, making his cock stir in me more. It felt good but I wanted to get back to sleep. I tried laying still but grandpas sleep movements kept working his cock around. He was moaning a little, mumbling incoherent words between snoring. It took a few minutes but eventually his movements stopped. His cock was still hard as rock. Then I felt it pulse violently several times, twitching and throbbing deep in me like an eel thrashing about. It calmed down and I managed to get back to sleep after. In the morning grandpa woke up first this time. He thrust his hips up and down, fucking my ass, waking me up. “Huh, grandpa? Good morning.” I said groggy. His fucking continued. “Good morning Kenny. Sleep well?” “Yeah I slept fine.” I lied. “Do you think you could take it out?” “Just a moment. Gotta blow my morning load.” His fucking became fast, fully waking me up. “You’re not going to blow it in me are you?” “Does it matter? Isn’t your ass hungry for my cum?” “Not your poz cum grandpa. I don’t want to get AIDS.” He stopped and slowly pulled out of me. “Fine then suck it out of me. Go on. Work that slut mouth of yours on my tool.” We switched around and i was now between his legs. His massive 9 incher staring up at at me. His large balls resting on the bed. I grabbed his shaft and took the head in my mouth. This was my life now. I was grandpas cock servant. He put his hands behind his head and watched me go to work. “Yeah that’s beautiful. What a lovely sight. My grandson sucking my nasty old man cock in the morning, ahh this is the life.” He tasted like musk and ass juice. I worked my head up and down on him. His cock leaking a lot of pre. I could tell he was getting closed so I tightened my hand around his shaft as I sucked. He started breathing heavy and his hips were rocking in and out of my mouth as he built up his morning cum. “That’s it. Gonna blow. Be sure to drink it all. Oof! Yeah! There it is!” His cock twitched in my mouth and he started to cum. I did my best to swallow it all. But there was a lot of it. I had to swallow four times then come up for air. The rest of his cum cascading all over his head and shaft. It was a gusher this morning. “Looks like you couldn’t swallow it all. Oh well. You’ll learn in time.” We got up and made coffee. Our day went normal. Or as normal as it could go. When ever grandpa wanted to cum I had to suck him off like how he told me to. It was little weird at first but I ended up liked it. Grandpa’s cock was huge and always came large volumes. As the day progressed, my mouth was getting fairly sore. But grandpa was always horny. At some point I had to tell him that I needed a break from sucking his cock. We were on the couch, in the evening. Sitting naked together like usual. we were cuddled up next to each other and grandpa was getting hard again stroking it. I knew what he was about to ask me. “Looks like I’m going to need that mouth again Kenny boy. How about you go down on my fat hog again?” “I’ve already sucked you off four times today. My mouth is kind of hurting. Couldn’t I get a break?” “I’m trying to teach you endurance. When you hook up with a guy and he wants to fuck your mouth as often as I do you’re going to want to be able to please him right?” “Yeah I do...” grandpa sensed the apprehension in my voice. He was still stroking his cock looking at me. “But I guess I can let you off the hook for now. You’re still a pig in training after all. But I still need to shoot off. If your mouth is too tired how about you give me your ass?“ “But! You can’t cum in me grandpa! I-I don’t want to… you know.” He was reaching down to my ass and fingering my hole already. “You need to drop your fears about that. All gay men catch the bug at some point. You inevitably will too.“ “But if I play safe…” grandpa kept fingering my ass. It felt good and I wanted something bigger. He was smiling at me. “You can play it safe for a while, but all men instinctively crave raw cock blasting heaps of sperm up inside them. All it takes is one anonymous dirty load and bam, you’re impregnated for life.” I stood up and walked to the kitchen pretending to want a glass of water or something. Grandpa’s words scared me. But he was so sure of himself. Was I really going to get pozzed at some point? It’s true that I much prefer bareback to condoms. But I could take some precautions right? Grandpa came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me right. His cock poked my ass. “You know, this ties in well with another lesson. Have you ever heard of conversion parties?” “No, what’s that?“ He was giving me a reach around. Stroking my cock, getting me horny. “It’s a fuck party where a bunch of poz guys breed a neg bottom, giving him the bug.” “That’s insane! I didn’t think something like that existed.” His stroking got faster. I was hard and leaking. Grandpa’s cock slipping between my cheeks and poking my hole. “They do. There’s actually one going on tonight in a unit downstairs. I’d like to take you so you can watch the men at play.” “A bunch of poz men?” “Yeah. I know them all personally. They all have advanced cases. Much more advanced then mine.” “I don’t want to get fucked by them.” He was pushing against me. My hole giving some resistance. “You can just watch if you want to. I only want to take you to have you witness that side of the gay fetish world. There will be lots of cocks. You’d love to see cocks from a bunch of men, wouldn’t you?” He pushed in and his cock head popped in me. “Ah! Yes I’d love to see it.” I was referring to seeing the men and their cocks, not necessarily the particular fetish of focus. “Good. Now bend over the counter. I want to feel your insides for a bit.” I propped my elbows on the counter as grandpa started fucking my ass. I felt my hole getting slick from his pre. His hips banging into my ass and his cock head stretching my guts. “Just for a bit. Fuck your cock feels so good grandpa!” He was gripping my hips and grunting. My ass getting pulverized by his deadly meat. He was really getting into it. “Yeah that’s a hot ass. We’re going to this poz party and you’re going to watch a bunch of poz men fuck a bottom slut in his neg ass and you’re going to love it.” “Yes sir.” At this point I was agreeing with whatever he wanted. I was more preoccupied with the feeling of my ass getting rammed into. “Good, that’s a nice and broken in ass.” Grandpa stopped and pulled out of me. It was better that he stopped but the horny side of me wanted more. “Now get that fancy zipper underwear on. We’re heading out.” “Now?!” He was already getting some clothes on for the trip down. “Of course. Had to get you horned up for the occasion.” He handed me my underwater and I slipped them on. I put on a tank top as well and he took me by the hand out the door. We walked down to the lower floor and went all the way to a door in a part of the hall that wasn’t lit well. The place seemed fairly discreet, like a speak easy in the complex. “Just stay with me and you’ll be fine.” “Why wouldn’t I be fine?” “You’re a handsome young neg boy walking into a poz party. They’ll want to fuck the hell out of you first chance they get. Also I pre fucked your ass good and hard. You’re slick and easy to slip into right now. Probably best if you don’t sit on anything that feels wet. A lot of these men are wasting away so even the smallest drop out of them is like cobra venom, he he he.” “Are you sure I should be here?” I was getting scared. This all started to seem like a bad idea. “Absolutely! Just. Don’t wander too far from me and avoid bend over in front of anyone.” Grandpa knocked on the door and it opened. But before we went in he reached for my underwear zipper and undid it all the way back exposing my slippery ass.

It was the summer during a gap year before college. I was 19, 5’10 and and slender. I did some working out but spent a lot of my time goofing off at home. I was gay but I had no experience. I was a virgin and never played around with guys but I knew I liked them. I wasn’t out to my family and didn’t plan on telling them. Not until I was in collage and had a good footing on my own. I didn’t think they’d react badly at all. I was just insecure about it. Besides, you never know how someone will react to shocking revelations so I figured it would have been better to keep it hidden till I was ready for it. My dad wanted to get the house renovated so he wanted me to stay with my grandfather for a while since we wouldn’t have the space. He planned on the renovations before I graduated and hoped I’d be away at university during all the construction. So naturally my gap year wasn’t the most convenient for him. Grandpa lived in a humble apartment complex. It was about an hour away from where we lived so getting back and forth wouldn’t happen often. Dad assured me it would just be for the summer, that way all the major stuff would be done and the house would be semi livable again. I didn’t know grandpa that well. He lived on his own for many years and didn’t visit much. He wasn’t estranged from the family. He was just independent. Dad was busy with contractors and his job so I took the bus up to the city with a travel bag that had what I needed for a few months. The complex looked a little run down and it wasn’t in the best part of town. I made my way up the the second floor where his apartment was. Sure the conditions weren’t the best but living in the city could have its advantages. I might be able to meet some guys that could show me more of the gay scene. Maybe even pop my cherry before college. I knocked on the door and it didn’t take long to get a reply. The door opened and out came a short balding man, maybe 5’4 or 5’5. A little big in the belly and a round face. He had on a tank top, sweatpants, and sandals. He looked like the type that would be slumming around here, but he was family. “Hello Kenny my boy! It’s been years. Wow you’ve grown!” He was cheerful and excited to see me. I guess I was happy to see him too. It had been a long time. Probably since before puberty I saw him last. “Hi grandpa. I hope I’m not putting you off too badly.“ I wandered in to his place, there wasn’t much there, and it had a slight odor to it, like body odor or something like that. It was a little messy, with underwear and socks here and there. “Nonsense! It’s great to have company over! Let’s get you set up in the bedroom. It’s cosy but comfy.” We went to his room. The place was a small one bedroom so I felt bad that he was giving me his room. The room was in the same state as the rest of the place. Clothes all over and a fishy body odor smell. Not a strong smell but a little more apparent then the living room. Grandpa took my bag and was shoving clothes in his dresser. “I can keep those in the bag. You don’t need to do that.” “It’s fine Kenny, you can mix and match. If ya need any clothes, just take your pick from mine if ya like.” I would have preferred to keep my clothes separate but he was letting me stay with him so I was living with how he did things. Besides I guess it was nice to have my clothes somewhere other then a case on the floor. “Where are you sleeping grandpa? I see only the one bed and the couch in the other room.” “Right here. We can share the bed. Gotta make compromises in hard times right?” I wasn’t thrilled with that. Sure I may have slept with my parents when I was a toddler but I was a bit big for that. Plus grandpa had a small single bed so that meant we would have to be close. After we got settled in. I called dad to tell him everything was fine. We discussed what we would have for dinner and decided on take out delivery. Grandpa lounged around the place in his underwear and tank top. He liked to be comfortable. I tried to avoid looking at his crotch. Not because I was interested, he was my grandfather for goodness sake, but rather he had a fairly prominent bulge, I couldn’t tell if he was hard or not. If he wasn’t then it must have been a whopper in there. It made me semi hopeful. Perhaps mine would get bigger. I was about 6 inches. Not small but not very big either. I got the notification that the delivery guy was at the front office so I headed down to pick up the food. There was a big bearish guy working in the front office. Probably the landlord. He was rather handsome but had a very ‘tired of everything’ attitude. I guess the apartment business wasn’t what he hoped for. I gave a friendly wave but he didn’t respond. I made my way back upstairs and I saw some chubby older man talking with grandpa in the doorway. They both looked at me as I approached. The big guy kept talking to grandpa as they looked at me. “Not bad. Any chance he can come visit?” “No, this is my grandson, my real real grandson. So he’s off limits.” Grandpa told him. “Kenny boy! Let’s get you inside.” He put a hand on my back as he ushered me in. The big man looked in towards me. Something about the interaction didn’t sit quite right with me. Almost like the stranger was dangerous or something like that. The stranger then decided to head back to his place, giving his farewells. “You have with him, Mr. Lewis.”

This will be a couple parts, maybe more. "I'm your little slut, give it to me baby." Says my wife as she's climaxing. I quicken my pace and hurriedly pull out before blowing my own load. We have a quick cuddle before Jane is rolling out of bed for work. She has just enough time for a piece of toast, a kiss, and an I love you before heading out. I'm lucky to have a couple days at home to work ever since the pandemic. What my wife doesn't know is I'm not entirely straight, and 5 years later all I get are these off days to jerk off to some gay porn to keep my own fantasies at bay. We met out of high school, so I never had the chance to experiment with any guy. I mean, I enjoy being with her, but it just never feels complete when I orgasm. Our phones announce when we're home on the Alexa, but just to be safe, I chilled in front of the tv with a few beers. After an hour I grab my phone and start searching pornhub when my cock twinges I something in the corner of the website… an ad for a popular gay dating app. Feeling hornier than usual, maybe I'll take a few pictures and see if anybody even thinks I'm fuckable. A somewhat drunk few minutes later and I had a profile with pictures of my naked 5' 6" inch, 115 lb round ass. Within a few minutes I had quite a few dudes chatting me up. These men wanted me, and I was getting harder by the second. I blew my load to one dude who wanted to hold his seed inside me till it kept whatever that meant. I clean myself up and start making some lunch when I hear a knock at the door. Confused, I open it to see my apartment manager Brad. He smiles say "Hi Dylan" and hands me an envelope. As I'm opening it, I say "By the way, our dishwasher sometimes stops if y'all…" Oh my God. Oh fuck. In this envelope are my pictures I just posted on the app. "By the way, those apps are location based, and you plastered your hole all over for 'us' to see". "Us?" I question, panicked. "Surely you don't think your the only one who likes to fuck dudes here right? They all know. In fact I only rented to you because because we wanted your ass. Have you never noticed your neighbors poor boy? Almost all fucking dudes you idiot, we all live and fuck here. I was starting to think you might be straight after all, and then I see your face pop up on there." "P-Please don't tell my wife" I stammered "Just delete the pictures and pretend this never happened." "Did you not hear me faggot, if I want your hole it's mine and I'll show your wife if you disobey. Who's your daddy now cunt?" Brad said forcefully while starting to unbutton his pants in my living room. What could I do but say "You are" as a massive, still growing cock flopped out in front of me. "Suck it before I tell your wife what a bitch you are." As he presented his cock to me. I was a little shocked and couldn't move until he started to pull out his phone. Scared, I grabbed it his shaft, opened my mouth, and tasted my first cock. Somewhat salty, but not unpleasant. I began to work my mouth up and down, wrapping my tongue around him. "Boy was born to suck cock, my god, I'm gonna love filling this toy. Is that what you are? A fuck toy?" "Mmhhmmmm" I try to mumble around his cock. "I didn't fucking hear you" Brad says. "Yes, Daddy" I quickly say. Why did I say that so easily, oh my god. "Good boy, now strip and let me see that round ass of yours." I strip my shorts and shirt, suddenly feeling more vulnerable than ever. Brad tells me to bend over the couch as he pulls a bottle of lube from his pocket. Bent over, I can't see but I can feel his hand slowly touch my ass with cold wetness. He presses on my asshole with his finger and my cock twitches. "Did you like that slut?" He says. "Yes S-Sir" I reply, as his finger enters me. Fuck it actually feels amazing. He stretched me slowly with one then two fingers before pulling out. There was nothing for a moment and then I felt something largely slowly rest against my open hole. "This is my cock boy. It's raw, don't bother asking for a condom. I know you need it, I can see your cock hungry desperation.". Brad laughs deviously before saying "I'm gonna make you mine in more ways than one" as the massive head at my hole begins to stretch it painfully. I feel the head pop in and Brad slides in deeper and then deeper. Pain starts to disappears into ecstasy as my ass relaxes around his girth. He begins to fuck me slowly, making sure to fill me completely. "Fuck, I can feel you thrusting back, you like this don't you? Is this what you wanted, to be fucked like a little bitch? Feels good doesn't it to please a real man?" As his thrusts turn into a rhythmic pounding of pleasure in my hole. "mhm" I whimper, "fill and use my little hole". I feel two hands reach from behind and wrap their fingers around my throat and brad's face get close to my ear to whisper "I'm going to fill your tight little pussy with my seed boy, you're going to be mine forever. My seed is going to breed inside of you. Is that what you want you filthy little faggot? To be bred? He's fucking me senseless and I'm struggling to even think of words to say. Before I can speak, I feel one of his hands loosen from my throat as he turns my face towards him and slaps my face hard. I see his face and gone is the friendly smile at the door, replaced with a hungry, desired grin like I'm not even human anymore. Just a fuck toy, his fucktoy. He raises his hand again and says "I asked you a question cunt". "Fill your little cumdumpster daddy, leave it all inside me". I shamefully whimpered. Brad thrusts become slow and powerful and finally stop balls deep in my ass as I feel his entire cock twitches and pump his seed deep into me. I felt the last of him drain … as he slowly started to work with my ass again. His cock working his cum deeper and all around my ass was too much, my cock can't contain the torrent of seed that spills from me. Brad pulls out and pink cum begins to drip. I felt used and abused, but the cum dripping out of my ass and my still shuddering body make me want more. "Fuck, that was the tightest ass I've had in while and it's mine forever. My seed is already mixing with your blood, it's too late for you. We're gonna breed you around the complex boy." It sets in, this man just fucked me with a raw cock, and now I'm seeping with his juices. Panicked I think to myself, is he infected with something. Am I now? Brad as if he read the panic on my face says "Now do you know understand me when I say you're mine forever cunt? My cock is filled with poz HIV cum. No matter who you fuck now, it's my seed you are spreading. Before you clean that filthy hole, let me take a few pictures for your profile. I want to see every load you take on this app too, got it?" He says while dressing. "I understand, just please don't tell my wife." "Continue to serve me well, and we'll see. You've got a few hours alone to think about what you've done and what you are before sweet little Jane gets home." Brad says as he turns to leave. He closes the door and I'm alone with my shame. Brad was wrong about one thing, I had a few hours to consider my depravity but not alone. Shortly, I heard a sound I'd be hearing a lot from now on, *Knock knock*. My next master is here to service, and I want to please. Continue?

Just sitting in my car after a really hot Grindr meetup. He’s about the same age as me, tall, hot, and hung. We went straight to the bedroom and stripped down. I straddled him and started with kissing him for a bit, and grinding against him, then I moved on to sucking his cock. I slobbered all over him and devoured him as he got harder and harder, but I kept sucking, deep and wet and sloppy. Eventually I felt him reaching to pull me up and I came up his body and took his wet cock straight into my ass, holding him there balls deep and grinding. Pure fucking bliss. We kept going like that for a bit but then switched to missionary with my head hanging over the edge of the bed and my legs against his shoulders. And then he really fucked me. Not just hard, but fucking hot. I was begging him to fill me with his cum. “Give to me give it to me” … and he did. I tingled with excitement as he tensed up inside me and I knew he was shooting inside me. Mmmm so good.

I am not opposed to the existence of phones in the sex club. When I’m in the sling and it’s been dead for a while I’ll pull out my phone and hop on Grindr or Sniff. The second I hear somebody walking up tho I’ll put it away and pull down the blindfold. I wouldn’t ever use my phone to record in a public space tho. To me it comes down to not infringing on the rights of others.

I’ve been a little burnt out on writing so much so it’s gonna take time for the next chapter fellas

I went down to Ft Lauderdale for spring break Not in college but a good venue to find hot college guys it did not take long Rented a room and posted on Grindr. One night I got six hits College fraternity guys They Had a fair amount to drink there goal was to fuck a guy. I laid on bed ass in the air. They all got hard and one by one fucked me by the time the sixth one was finished they started again I think by the end of the night I got 10 loads in my ass Just got the record the were 21-24 All they wanted was to cum in the ass

I've had kind of a dry streak until last week. I was visiting my cousin in south Florida where half my family lives and I got to hook up with one of the first guys I ever had sex with, 8 years later. He didn't say anything but I figured he had to recognize me. I think he was embarrassed about the first time or maybe didn't want to say something in case I wasn't the same boy. The first time we had sex it was with him and his husband but his husband wasn't around this time. Which was a bummer cause his husband his just as hot as him. I remembered everything he liked and didn't like (he didn't like his asshole touched at all, he liked being deepthroated by a guy off the side of the bed) so I feel like I was cheating. He was leaking so much precum while I was sucking him I kept thinking he shot his load. That wasn't something that happened the first time. He has a long dick that gave me trouble the first time but now it was easy. He liked being rode and I was able to come all the way off his cock, tip touching my hole before sliding back down. I don't know why but I was really working hard to make it good for him, almost to show him how good I had gotten since the last time lol. It took him a while to cum though surprisingly which is usually good but I was TIRED working him! It took so long I got in trouble with my cousin for whoring out too late 🤣 but it was needed

Once hooked up with someone on my way to a hookup in the same building. It was after 2AM on Saturday night, I was out drinking and in a daring mood to lurk around the city. Someone hit me up on Scruff and I made way to his building asap, walking past other units I heard a grindr notification, so I paused and peeked inside a unit (windows were closed but you could see in through the blinds) and caught a dude stroking. I quietly checked the door, it was unlocked, the dude looked at me half shocked and aroused. He did not say one word, just opened a bottle of poppers offering it to me for a sniff. He filled my ass with a load in 2 to 3 min, then I made my way to my originally intended hookup who filled me up right after.

Part 5 Grandpa was inside me. Stroking his shaft and getting dangerously close to orgasm. I heard him starting the quietly grunt and that’s when I had to fake waking up. “Oh fuck here it comes…Yes…oof. Oooh! Yeaaaaaaaaah! Ahhhhhhhh….” “Grandpa? What’s going on?” I asked with a groggy tone. He stopped all his movement and placed his hands back on the bed. “Good morning Kenny! Looks like I accidentally slipped a little bit inside you durning the night.” He acted like someone who wasn’t about to cum. Was he really working to orgasm previously or was he actually working his way out? “Oh no! That’s not good. You should take it out.” “Are you sure? Does it hurt?” Grandpa let his body lay back down on me. His cock sinking in, still hard as rock. “Ah! Uh no but it’s dangerous.” He wiggled his hips a little. “You’re perfectly okay, I want you to feel it in you a bit. How is your first cock? Never mind it being mine. I want to know how you like it. How do you like it knowing your virginity is gone?” I didn’t know what to say. It felt good. I love cock but I can’t let him stay in me. “It’s, uh, it’s fine. It feels good” “And you feel amazing Kenny. My snake found a good home.” Grandpa gave a few thrusts in me then pulled out with a wet popping sound. I finally had it out. It was in me for so long I was wondering if my ass would ever recover. We both slowly got up. My body was stiff and my ass was sore. I liked having a cock inside me but my first one being grandpas was not what I had in mind. My first time was incest. I felt so embarrassed. “Grandpa, would it be okay if you don’t tell my dad about this?” “Absolutely! This will be our little secret. No one will know what goes on in here.” That made me feel a little better. We got up and his cock was still hard. It was shiny from my ass juices. He was playing with it. “I said today I’d invite someone over. I think ill go get him now. I’m really horny and need to blow desperately. I can show a few fun things that way.” “Okay.” Grandpa headed for the door in the nude. “Stay naked for me Kenny. My hookup will love to see that beautiful body of yours too.” He left me alone again. I was surprised that he left naked. Would someone see him? I stood around the living room. Playing with my ass. My fingers could easily go in. Not surprising since it had a huge cock in it all night. I thought back to what grandpa was saying while he was stroking his cock inside me. It sounded something like he was going to shoot something. He said it very quietly so I couldn’t really say for certain what it was. After a few minutes grandpa Lewis returned with a friend. It was the older big guy from the first day I got here. “This is my friend George. He’s graciously agreed to let me demonstrate on him for you.” George walked up to me. He looked at me like some predator. He was tall and fat. Balled and tan, like one of those older men at the beach that like to darken in the sun. “…Hi there.” I greeted meekly. George started stripping and grandpa helped him. They were headed to the bedroom and grandpa had me fallow. George got on the bed and got in a doggy style position. His ass was huge, and his hole was like a juicy round doughnut. Grandpa wasted no time slamming his dick in there. “Look here Kenny. This is how you properly fuck a man.” His hips were violently plowing away. George was grunting in the pillow. It was definitely a shocking sight, seeing two older men fuck in front of me. “Get closer Kenny. Watch my cock slide in and out of him.” I stood beside the bed and watched the to go out it. Grandpa‘s hard veiny cock was working its magic, and the big juicy asshole was eagerly excepting the tool as if this was not the first time it had. “Get your face between my legs Kenny, I want you to watch my ass hole and balls twitch as I unload in him.“ I moved around to look at grandpa‘s ass. It was shaking back-and-forth and I didn’t want to make contact with it. Grandpa reached behind and grabbed me by the head and pulled me towards him. My forehead slapped up against his ass and my face went into his large sagging balls. I was getting slapped by so many parts of him at once. My face was getting wet from his sweat and musk. “Grandpa that’s too close-“ as I opened my mouth to speak his balls swung back and entered my mouth. I could taste them. They were moist and salty. I spit them out and kept my mouth shut, grandpa‘s hand firmly holding my head in place. “Sorry George I can’t make it last as long as I usually do. My balls got primed up quite a bit earlier so I’m going to shoot it now. Oh fuck! Oooof! Oooooh!” As grandpa reached orgasm his ass cheeks clenched my forehead. I watched his balls raise and lower as they pumped load after load of cum into George. After he deposited his load, the three of us stood there for a brief moment, grandpa catching his breath, George enjoying his back door breakfast, and me taking in the sight of it all. I pulled my face out and sat up. Grandpa pulled out of George and a glob of cum poured out of him. Grandpa was spreading his cheeks so I could get a better look at his hole. “Now Kenny my boy. I’m going to teach you about rimming. Look at all George’s cum shoot here. Doesn’t it look delicious?“ He was presenting it to me like it was some sort of meal. “Yeah, make the boy eat out of my ass.“ George mumbled through the pillow. “That’s for him to decide old boy. So how about it Kenny, want to dive in and get your tongue up in there?” “No! That’s a bit too much. Besides it’s covered in your cum. Aren’t you positive? Shouldn’t you have worn a condom?“ Grandpa chuckled, George scoffed at the idea. “I already told you, I never use those things. George doesn’t care what he gets. He just loves cum, but if you’re not going to lick up that savory protein then I will. Watch closely.” Grandpa put his face between George’s ass and started licking the cum that was seeping out. He dug his tongue up in there and kissed his ring. I knew about rimming but obviously this was the first time seeing it in action. I guess as long as the hole was clean it seemed pretty hot in theory. I would like to try it sometime, but I’m not sure if I wanted to try it with George. The rim job continued for a few minutes, grandpa sucking away down on that ass like a ravenous animal. George was moaning, I watched his toes curl with each probing. George had big feet, bigger than grandpa‘s. He looked like he was really enjoying the service. Grandpa finished up and got out from the cavernous hole. “Hey Mr. Lewis. How about some coffee? Why don’t you put on a pot?” George asked. “Yeah all right. I could go for a cup myself. You two behave yourselves.” Grandpa got up and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I was now alone with George. The first time I was alone with a naked man other than grandpa. I got up off the bed and I was heading towards the door to go help grandpa with the coffee, but then I felt hands on my shoulders and a belly pressed up against my back. George wasn’t letting me leave. “Not so fast boy. Let me play with your ass.” George roughly rammed two fingers up inside me, it made me gasp little. “Damn I thought a virgin boy would be tight. You let your grandpa fuck you?” His finger assault on me continued, I was too scared to say anything. “Get on the bed and stick your ass up for me. I haven’t gotten off yet, and I need to shoot my rancid cum in some thing.” I tried to protest but George guided me back to the bed. He pushed me down onto it with my ass up in the air. He grabbed my hips and propped me up and spread my cheeks apart. “Sir please, we shouldn’t.“ George was now slapping my ass hole with his cock. His belly resting on my ass, his other hand pushing down on my back. “Don’t worry slut, I’ll make this quick. But you’re definitely going to hate what my balls are carrying. If Mr. Lewis has been fucking you then it doesn’t really matter.” ”Sir no!-“ George slammed forward and I felt the entirety of his cock go up inside me. My ass had some recovery from the morning so it was a little bit of a shock when he slammed in balls deep. He wasted no time picking up a fast fucking pace. “Oh fuck yeah. Virgin boy my ass. But fuck it still feels good.“ His movements kept my face buried in the pillow. Plow after plow I felt George assault my ass with his cock. I was scared, but I had to admit it did actually feel really good. I never thought I would be fucked like this by an older fat guy, but here I was. There was nothing I could do but let George drill into me. He held onto me tight, his fat belly weighing down on me. “Oh fuck boy. Here it comes. Gonna shoot my dirty load up inside you.” Oh shit he was going to cum? What did he mean by dirty load? All I could do was lay there. I was paralyzed. “Hey George, do you want cream and sugar- oh! What’s all this now?” Grandpa came back and saw George mercilessly fucking me. “Just a moment. Gunna empty my balls.” “George old boy. I didn’t give you permission to fuck him. How about you stop this silliness?” “But fuck! It’s right there! This boys ass is gunna drink my diseased cum! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Grandpa looked at me, rubbing me face. “Are you okay with George here blowing inside you? Let me know now.” I looked at grandpa and mustered out a few words. “Get him out please.” Grandpa reached for George’s cock as he started cum “Aaaah! FUCK! There it is!” George slammed forward. Grandpa was gripping at the base of his cock and trying to pull out. “Come on you old creep. Let’s get this out.“ “Aaah! Yes! Fuck!” Grandpa managed to pull out George’s cock. It popped out and his cum ribbons blasted my ass and back. He aimed my ass towards him to inspect it. “Not good. Looks like there’s a little bit in there. OK Kenny, looks like you’re going to get another lesson in rimming. I’m gonna lay down and you sit on my face. Focus on pushing, I’m going to suck all that dirty cum out of you.” Oh my God! There was cum inside me? George managed to shoot some in there? Grandpa laid down on the bed and I immediately position myself over him. This was something I wasn’t ready for, but if it was going to help then I was eager to try it. I sat down on him and grandpa started sucking on my ass hole. His tongue digging inside licking up however much cum was inside. Besides the fear of what George did, grandpa‘s tongue action actually felt incredible. Having a tongue swirl around inside you was so much different than a dildo or a cock. I was trembling, I felt like my body was melting on him. George was standing on the bed looking down on me. He was clearly enjoying the sight of me getting eaten out. He turned around and spread his big ass, puckering his hole towards me. I couldn’t move because I needed grandpa to do what he needed to do with my ass. George moved closer and his ass pressed against my face. His hole kissed my lips. He grabbed my head and held me in place. I had no choice but to rim him. I stuck my tongue out and tasted his ass. It taste like spit and cum. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. He was flexing his hole open on my mouth and I felt him push. There was still some cum in there. He was feeding me grandpas cum! It was bitter and strong flavored. I swallowed it and kept rimming him while grandpa was below rimming me. It must have been quite the sight. I was the middle piece of a human centipede. Ass to mouth with two older men. But I actually was enjoying myself. I felt like I was getting over some of my hang ups about playing with grandpa, but just a little. I knew what I was doing was wrong. What if dad saw me? I can’t imagine how he’d react. Being gay would be enough of a shock for him. The double rimming went in for a while. The big bears ass plopped in my face and grandpa eating me out. At some point we broke it off. Grandpa wiggling out from under me and me pushing off George. “I think you’re all good to go Kenny boy. George here can be quite the greedy bastard when he wants to be.” “The boy has a nice ass. I couldn’t help it.” Grandpa ushered George to the door. He got dressed and began to leave. Grandpa was done with him and wanted quality time with me. I felt safer with just the two of us anyway. “How about you send the boy to my place some time? I could really have some fun with him.” George asked. “Maybe, but he’s still knew to all this. I wanna make sure he’s properly trained before anything extreme.” Grandpa shut the door and we were alone together. “How’s about some breakfast?” We cooked breakfast together in the nude of course. A can is spam and eggs. It would be good to get a real breakfast in so I could get the taste of George and grandpa’s cum out of my mouth. We ate and watched the news in silence for a bit. Then he asked the question I suspected he would eventually “So Kenny boy. You’re no longer a virgin. How does it feel?“ I knew that was going to come up sooner or later. I wasn’t completely ready to answer. Having a dick in me felt good but it was his so I was conflicted. “Isn’t it bad that I lost my virginity to a family member?” “Don’t forget George. The fat old bastard just had to sample ya.” That’s right! I was fucked by two guys. George even came a little inside me which grandpa sucked out. “He was kinda scary. He shouldn’t have tried cuming in me.” “I don’t see any problem. You loved it didn’t you?” “Well, yes but…” “But nothing. You loved it, that’s all you need to focus on. If you ever want me to fuck your brains out my cock is available anytime.” He stroked his cock getting it semi hard again. “But, the risk of getting anything from it…” “I can pull out of you want. I’m a master at controlling my orgasms.” “I guess so. But still we shouldn’t.” I wasn’t entirely convinced. Could I really ask grandpa to fuck me? Sure I had his cock in me all night but that was an accident. And the fact that he had AIDS added an ominous shadow to his proposition. “Besides, you seem to be eager to try it. Hell, you sucked my cock in you durning the night. Shame on you for taking advantage of your dear old papi. He he he.” “That was an accident! It slipped in by mistake.” “If you say so. We’ll see if it ‘accidentally’ slips in again tonight.” “Perhaps I should sleep on the couch?” “No, I forbid it. You sleep in my bed with me. I want to make sure you’re warm and taken care of. Besides, your ass is a very welcome heat pad for me.” “…okay, if you say so.” “Good. Now then. What would you like to do today?” Grandpa laid back on the couch putting his feet up on my lap. He was stroking his now hard again cock in front of me. How was he still horny? “Didn’t you just get off?” “I’m never satisfied. It only takes a few minutes for me to be ready to go for another round. See these large balls of mine? They refill fast and always demand for release.” His orbs were impressive. But we had done so much I want sure what else there was to do. “Um… do you have any recommendations?” “Hmmm. I have plenty. But I doubt you’d be interested…” “Maybe…” “Well okay. Rub me feet. We’ll see if you get into foot play kink.” “Your feet?!” I looked at his feet sitting on my lap. They had a little bit of dirt on them. “Yeah I love having me feet played with, especially by young boys who are hungry to lick the sweat and grime from between my toes. Go on, rub them for me.” “I don’t know…” “I can have you go over to George’s place. He’d love to have you worship his feet. Of course I’d send you alone and who knows what else he’d have you do.” “No I’ll play with these!” I grabbed his feet and started rubbing them, even though they stank and were a little dirty they were soft and cushy. He kept playing with his dick while he watched me. “Yeah that feels good. How do you like them?” “They’re nice. Soft” “Getting you turned on?“ “Not really. It’s just a massage after all.” “Then try licking them. I’ve been told they taste great.” I looked at them for a while. I’ve tasted ass this morning, but these? “I don’t know.” He then raised a foot up to my face. Pressing his toes up to my mouth. “You’ve done worse. Come on, suck your grandpas toes.” He was rubbing them around and I reluctantly opened up and and licked them. They didn’t taste as bad as I thought they would. But it did feel degrading. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s a good boy.” He kept stroking as I licked his feet. He rubbed them on my face. Loving it. It was a little humiliating but it wasn’t bad, it was kinda nice. I could feel my own dick getting hard. Not necessarily because of the feet but the intimacy of what we were doing. I started stroking mine as well. “I can see you’re enjoying yourself. Good. Keep playing with yourself, I want you nice and horny.” I licked up and down his feet. If he was enjoying it then I was glad to be of service. I was rock hard and stroking. Grandpa and I were now jacking off together. I continued the service for a while, but after a few moments grandpa took his feet away. “Get on the floor Kenny. On your hands and knees. I want to step on your face.” “You won’t do it hard will you?“ “Of course not. I just want you to experience what it’s like to have a man dominate you with his feet.” I got on the floor and got into position like he asked. Grandpa stood over my head, his huge cock and balls swinging above me like a pendulum. He brought a foot up and put it on the back of my head, pressing me down to the floor gently. My head turned to the side and he ran his toes down the side of my cheek. I had to admit, this was quite the humiliating task I had before me. Would other guys want to do this sort of thing? If I ever got a boyfriend would he want to do this? I guess if I really liked the guy I would be willing to accommodate it. Grandpa‘s feet are fairly soft, so it actually feels quite nice. Grandpa went behind me and placed a foot on my ass. He was rubbing my cheeks and then brought his big toe close to my hole. “What are you doing?“ He was circling it around, then began to press in a little. “It’s all a part of the foot play my dear boy. You should know what it’s like to have a man toe fuck your ass.“ He pressed his toe all the way inside me and started thrusting his foot in and out. This was by far the strangest thing he has done, but at least it wasn’t his cock. Grandpa kept toe fucking me for a while. I was stroking my own cock while he was doing it. It was actually quite enjoyable. I could feel myself getting close. “Grandpa I think I’m going to cum.“ His foot work inside me continued. ”Yeah that’s it my boy. Cum for grandpa. Cum because you love my feet.” “Yes grandpa, your feet are going to make me cum.” Grandpa then took his toe out of me and got on his knees. His cock was resting on my crack. “I want to see it better. I want to see you blow your load on the floor then lick it up.“ I was actually missing his foot action. I wanted something in my ass to help me get off. I was aware that his rockhard boner was right there on top of my ass, but I didn’t have the heart to ask him to put it in. That would’ve invited way too much danger. I tried stroking the best I could while grandpa was rubbing his hands on my ass cheeks and back. I couldn’t help it, I needed him to stick his toe back inside me. I wanted to feel him foot fuck me. As embarrassing as it was I tried asking. “Grandpa put it back in please I’m so close.“ “Do you want me to stick it in? Are you sure?“ “Yes grandpa please I need it.“ I felt him reposition and plop something warm against my hole. He pushed forward and a hot boulbous thing popped in past my ring. “Fuck yeah grandpa that feels good. I’m gonna cum.” “Damn I could cum as well Kenny.” His toe felt so good in my ass that I didn’t care if he shot his cum on me. I was about to blow and it was only fair to let him blow too. “Yeah shoot it grandpa, go for it. I’m going to!“ “Fuck you’re asking me to cum? You don’t have to tell me twice.“ I started to orgasm, I let out a pretty loud grunt and started blasting my cum all over the floor. “Aaaah! Fuck! Yeah!” I’m pretty sure I made quite the mess on the rug. I had a feeling that grandpa wouldn’t mind an extra stain. I was expecting a shower of jizz raining down on me but then I felt his toe sink deep into my ass, very deep, wait that’s not his toe. “Grandpa what is that?“ The question was rhetorical, I knew exactly what it was. Grandpa stuck his cock balls deep inside of me. I then realized that it was his cock the entire time. He was fucking me fast. The assault on my ass was insane. “That’s going to be my cum shooting in you soon Kenny boy. Just like you asked for. Such a good boy. I’m going to make sure to blow deep in you.” He was drilling away inside me, he was breathing hard and I felt his balls slap against mine. “No grandpa! Not inside me! Please pull it out!“ “Really? You just said to shoot it in you?!” “I thought you had your tone inside me grandpa. Please don’t cum in my ass.“ “Fuck! Fine! Turn over! You’re going to drink it!” He pulls out of me with a pop. I got on my back and sat up. My ass sitting in my own cum puddle. Grandpa brought his dick right up to my mouth and before I could have time to say anything he slammed it down my throat. I was almost gagging on it. He put his hands on my head and started violently fucking my mouth. It was big and I thought I was going to suffocate. “Fuck! Here it is! Drink it pig boy! Drink all my poz cum!” The huge head of his cock was lodged down my esophagus as I felt him throb and twitch in my mouth. His cum blasted out and I reflexively swallowed every drop. His cum was hot and bitter. He held his cock in my mouth for a while as he sighed in relief. He looked down on me caressing my face. “You were such a bad boy Kenny. Giving me your ass then taking it away again. I hope you make it up to me. From now on I want you to suck me off whenever I ask you to. Yes?“ With his dick in my mouth I gave a nod “Good. Start with sucking my cock now. I want you to work another load out of it.“

I used to enjoy getting fucked in front of an audience in the bushes on the north end of Blacks Beach. Fantasy would be night time group scene in the shadows on the far edge of where light can reach at Burning Man.

In the back of a UPS delivery truck by a hot as fuck UPS driver, still mostly in uniform, while parked on a busy downtown street, knowing that people of all kinds were walking and driving by.

3. I found my phone and looked at the time. 5:30pm. I had two and a half hours to kill before I was to meet up with Jack and Danny. It seemed impossible. I was so horny. I need them right then. I padded around the small apartment, looking for a distraction. About ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. Despite rushing to open it there was no one there when I got there. What was there, just sitting on the little concrete step, was a much larger silvery orange butt plug. I brought it in the house. I was heavy, and slightly warmed from the sun. The material was soft, with a good amount of squish to it, but the plug itself felt sturdy and powerful. Right there in the middle of the living room floor I spat onto it, and smeared my spit around. I set the slicked-up plug on the floor, and squatted over it. I lowered myself slowly onto its point, and then slid down the widening body. It slowly stretched me open. It was much, much, bigger than my plug, and it took a long time to get to the base. The two forceful fucking’s I had taken, along with the massive loads I now carried in my hole, however, had me open and slick, and after a few careful minutes the plug popped inside of me. I shouted when I felt the base lock into place. My whole body shook. I had never been this stuffed. A big drop of precum throbbed out of my cock. How was I still horny! I thought to myself. I’d been fucked twice, had shot two massive loads, and yet my dick was still hard as a rock and leaking. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to focus on anything else, and went to get my computer. I spent the next two hours plugged, and leaking watching daddies breed boys on the internet. Time moved glacially. I was on the edge of cumming the entire time. I had never edged before but there, rocking on the crest of orgasm for two hours it was intoxicating. The pouch of my jock was literally soaked with precum when I got up at 10 to 8. I slipped on my flip flops, and wearing nothing but my jock with a big thick plug in my hole, walked back to Bungalow 4. I tried to slip around in the shadows. I knew that no one else was on the property but I still felt wildly exposed walking around in just a jockstrap. When I got to the main courtyard, however, keeping to the shadows was impossible. I had to walk across the brightly lit patio, and past the pool. I walked around the side of the low building and paused in front of the door. The plug banging against my prostate as I walked has forced even more precum out of my straining cock. I felt an animalistic heat at this point. I needed to be fucked. I knocked on the door. Danny opened it. He was fully nude, with a thick black leather cock ring pulled tight around the base of his throbbing shaft. Right there, not even fully inside the door, I dropped to my knees and licked the head of his cock. Danny moaned, and put his hand on the back of my head. He pushed me forward onto his cock, and I coughed and spluttered again. I swallowed him down as much as I could. My back was arched and my ass presented to the world. The big plug felt like it was pulsing in my hole. “Jesus Danny,” Jack said from inside the bungalow, “let the boy get in the door before you face fuck him.” “This was all him,” replied Danny over his shoulder, “He saw my cock and just dropped to his knees.” “Boy, take that dick out of your mouth, and come over here.” Reluctantly I pulled off of Danny’s cock and got up. I saw Jack now, behind Danny, sitting on the couch. He was also completely naked, and hard as a rock. He was stroking his big uncut cock slowly. I could see the black strap of a cock ring around the base of his member as well. “How was the rest of your evening? Get up to anything fun?” “Honestly, I was too horny to do anything… well besides…” I turned around and bent forward showing them both my plugged hole. “Fuck,” said Danny. “Good boy,” said Jack, “I knew you could take something bigger than that little plug you had.” I heard him get off the couch, and then felt his rough hand against my cheek. He rubbed at my furry ass for a moment, then flicked the plug hard. I groaned. One of his hands snaked around my chest, finding my right nipple. He twisted, and pulled me back to him. My body was pressed against his warm flesh. I could feel his body hair against my back. His slick cock pressed into my spine just above my ass, leaving a trail of precum in its wake. “How long have you had that plug in your ass boy?” His voice was a velvet whisper in my ear. “Since you dropped it off daddy.” “Good. You’ll be nice and opened up by now. Saves us some work.” Danny appeared in front of me. He pressed himself to us, his erection pushing against my jock. He brought his lips close to mine. His tongue darted out and gave my lips a cheeky flick. He smiled. “Jack told you what we were going to do to you if you came here right?” “He said that if I took his load this afternoon I was committing to getting fucked by you both tonight.” “What else boy?” Jack whispered in my ear. I felt hot. Their bodies pressed against me. The heat from their flesh made my head spin. I could smell them both with every breath I took. I could feel them breathing, I felt every pulse of their engorged cocks. “That coming here was me giving my consent. That once I was here you weren’t going to keep asking me what I wanted it was going to be about what you wanted.” “Good… I guess you being here is our answer then. You want this don’t you?” “Yes! More than anything.” “You want both of our cocks inside you?” “Yes!” “You want both of our loads?” “Yes!” “You want to be our boy?” “Yes! God! Please fuck me! Use me! Breed me! Stretch me out! Please daddy! FUCK ME!” That was all it took. The playful energy went out of the room. Jack scooped me up under the armpits and hauled me into the other room. He flopped me down on the bed on all fours like a rag doll. His hands pawed at my ass. Danny was suddenly in front of me again. He was kneeling on the bed, his cock pointing straight at me. I swallowed, and then moved forward. I took his cock head inside me mouth, and ran my tongue across the slit. I sucked the precum from the drooling tip eliciting deep groans of satisfaction from him. Hot spit landed directly on my hole, and Jack’s cock head followed. He pressed in and easily sunk into my well used guts. I moaned around Danny’s cock. Jack started slowly, fucking me with long deep strokes. I whimpered, and tried to keep sucking on Danny’s cock but the pleasure was too much. As Jack picked up the strokes my mouth became just another hole. Danny had hold of the back of my head and was fucking his thick cock in and out of my mouth as I became slack jawed, trapped between the two of them. Thick spit was dripping down my chin. I could feel the froth of both of their pervious loads trickling down my taint as Jack fucked it out of me. Every moment I spent with these men was a new level of slutty, a place I had never been before. When Danny pulled his cock out of my mouth I gasped for air. My face felt hot, and my cheeks were clearly flushed. Tears ran down my cheeks and my chin looked like a sloppy mess. I knew, even without being able to see myself, I looked like one of those boys on the internet. I looked like one of those boy sluts who had just been roughly face fucked. I was one of those boys. The thing I had been edging too earlier that day was coming true. I was a daddy’s boy. Danny flopped back onto the bed, laying on his back. His big beautiful cock pointed straight up towards the ceiling. He grabbed my under my armpits and hauled me forward. Jacks cock slipped from my ass and I let out a little whimper of displeasure. I wasn’t empty long though, Danny brought me forward so that I was on top of him. He then pushed me back slowly till his cock head found my hole and slid inside me. Feeling the big fleshy mushroom press into me I sat back hard and impaled myself on his member. He let out a chuckle of appreciation as I started to ride him. Jack was behind me, his arms wrapped around me in a warm bear hug. His cock was pressed against the small of my back, and his fingers were toying with my nipples. He was nibbling on my ear and telling me how sexy I was, what a good job I was doing taking their cocks. “Come here sexy boy,” Danny said, and pulled me down to kiss him with one large paw on the back of my neck. He held me close, his cock still deep inside me, and kissed me ravenously. His other arm wrapped across my back. He pressed my body into his hairy chest. I felt a new pressure on my hole, and Jack’s hands on my cheeks. I tried to look over my shoulder but Danny held me tight, not allowing me to break our kiss. The pressure grew, it felt like another cock. “What, what’s happening?” I managed to gasp out. “We told you,” Jack said in my ear, “We’re both going to fuck you.” “What?!” I didn’t fully understand what they were saying but I was excited and scared by it. “You’ll be ok boy, it will feel good in the end,” Danny cooed. “Now, on the count of three you’re gonna take a deep breath,” instructed Jack. “Then hold it and clamp down tight on my cock,” added Danny, “and hold it for five seconds.” “After that let out your breath really slowly and imagine your hole opening wide. Think you can do that boy?” “Yes daddy!” I was panting with excitement. “Good boy. Ok. One… Two… Three…” I took a deep breath, pulling air as far into my lungs as I possibly could and tightened my hole. I squeezed Danny’s cock with all of my strength. One Mississippi, I thought, two Mississippi. When I let my breath out it was hard not to just let it out in one big rush, but I breathed out slowly and imagined my hole blossoming around Danny’s cock. I saw my hole turned into a big loose open hole for cock. I imagined it gaped and ready for use. The pressure returned, only this time it felt easy. I suddenly understood what “both of us are going to fuck you,” meant when I felt Jack’s stomach on my back. He had pressed his cock into me alongside his husbands. They were both inside me. We all let out a long collective groan. “Good job boy.” “How do you feel.” “Oh my god! Oh my god!” Was all I could say for a moment. “I think he likes it.” “Oh my god! I fucking love it!” “Do you want us to fuck you now?” “Fucking destroy me!” “Good answer boy.” Danny bucked his cock up into me, and Jack hammered downward. I tried to push myself up on my hands, to arch my back, but it was too intense. I flopped forward onto Danny’s warm sweat slicked body, and became a toy for them to use. My mouth hung open, and a deep guttural grunting was being fucked out of me. My whole body was on fire, like little bolts of electricity shooting across every nerve. Sex had never felt this good. I had never felt this good. It was bliss. An overwhelming euphoria seemed to envelop me. It fogged my mind. While they were both inside me there was nothing in the world but them, their cocks, and my hole. “Im going to fucking breed you.” Danny growled below me. “Fill him up babe, give him your load.” “Yeah! Fucking take it.” “Please breed me!” “Take my fucking load boy!” Danny roared, and slammed his cock inside me. While his shaft pulsed and throbbed Jack kept hammering. His hands held onto my ass cheeks, roughly holding them apart. I felt my ass become warmer and slicker as ribbons of cum were pumped inside me. Jack kept pounding till he finally grunted, “Fuck yes, and here’s my load.” He forced himself balls deep just like Danny and flooded me. We were all panting, sweat dripping off of us. They held their throbbing cocks as deep in me as they would go as they both came down from their orgasms. I was shaking. Jack was the first to move, with one last pulse of his cock he pulled back. I shuddered, something in me tightened, and suddenly my own cock exploded. I shot my load between Danny and I, covering both of our stomachs in cum. “Fuck, good boy,” Danny said. Jack flopped down onto the bed next to Danny and lay there panting. I slowly got up, and pulled myself off of Danny’s cock, instinctually being careful to clamp my hole down as I did so as not to lose a drop of their cum. I fell between the two of them, totally spent. The three of us lay there, in a sweaty cummy heap, wreaking of sex, without saying a word for a long time.

Want to poz my cousin

I have a friend who's been a fuckbud for 18 years - since we lived across the street from each other in the theatre district in Manhattan. My own partner was always thrilled that Sal was so close by as he knew my buddy Sal would get into all the kinker scene-stuff that I liked and my partner didn't. Now, years later I still play with this guy even though my partner and I live in the northern burbs of NYC and he and his partner live in Jersey City. I'm in my 40s (though still play the roles of 30-somethings) in good athletic trim, just barely six foot, caucasian guy with blue eyes, silver/blond hair, average size but very hard dick - think Anderson Cooper worked out and into leather. I've been poz for 27 years. So the evening in question happened during the holidays 2009/2010. My bud Sal and his partner Dan called me for a nice long session with some new friends of theirs and I headed down to Jersey to play. Got to their place and they'd all been at it for a few hours - they were all pretty tweaked already and offered me the glass cock to get me to try and catch up some. They'd been getting to the point and asked if I wanted, but I was going to have to drive back home sometime around 4 AM and declined, saying I'd stick to the pipe and maybe a booty bump. I started pulling a long hit from the glass cock and my buddy's partner Dan says for me to shotgun a new friend of theirs, Jim - I did so and the guy's eyes widened as I blew a huge amount of smoke into his lungs and our tongues danced. I kept shotgunning him as I drew hits from the glass cock and tried to get close to the level these guys were already at. Finally, Jim lay back on the bed for a moment, and I got a good look at him - nice well-sculpted body, good pecs, nice long semi-hard cock, looked to be Italian or Hispanic and a nice face... seemed to be late thirties, early forties. Perfect. Dan whispers in my ear "Eat his ass, I've been telling him all about you". I push Jim's legs back, kneel on a pillow and dive in - he's moaning and clutching at my head with a lot of "yes, yes, yes" going on. Sal and Dan hold the pipe down near me and I take another long hit and blow the smoke slowly up the guys' hole. He seems to really dig that. Sal gives him a hit from the glass cock and then Dan says "Jim, do you want him to fuck that hole of yours" and Jim starts begging, "yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck my hole". Wasting no time, with his hole all wet from my rim job (and my cock all wet from a bit of sucking from Sal) I slowly work my cock into his hole. He's tight, but not at all resistant and soon I'm in all the way to the hilt. Jim moans and mutters, "so good, so good.." as I begin a slow twisting fuck in his beautiful hairy hole. The boys spray some Maximum Impact into a cloth and stuff it into Jim's mouth. He goes wild, screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, harder! Harder!" and I start to really pound - he pulls my face down and we start kissing and tongue wrestling. When I pull back I notice Sal and Dan and the other three guys are just watching the action, jerking dicks here and there, but totally concentrated on us. Being an exhibitionist, I don't mind and we continue a really hot fuck. Dan says to Jim - "do you want him to breed that hairy hole, man, do you want his load up there?" and Jim is saying "yes, yes, breed me man, breed me" - I build up steam and then blow in his hole, howling a bit as I do and the other guys are cheering me on, while Jim starts bucking like he's having an anal orgasm - his beautiful long cock is rock-hard and dripping, but he's not able to shoot. After pulling out, Jim thanks me and I tell everyone I'll be back in a moment, I want a quick rinse in the shower. Dan joins me and says - "Tonight was his first time partying - his first point - and that was the first time he was ever fucked". I said "excuse me?" Dan replied "yeah, remember how you were the first guy who ever fucked me, back when Sal had you come down to play the first time I met you? Remember how I was still married to my wife? Well I thought you'd be perfect to break this guy in". I looked at him with suspicion and he continued "yep, he's married, kids, the whole deal. The wife and kids are away visiting relatives in Italy for Christmas". NOW they tell me! But then again, Sal didn't tell me that DAN was married the first time Sal got me to fuck Dan (who you may have guessed is now divorced and living with Sal). We went back out to the bedroom and Jim was happily getting plowed by another one of the guys while rimming a second one. Dan said, "yeah, he came over for a blow job that we advertised on Craig's List for straight guys looking for a quick blow, and we offered him some party favors and he seemed to like everything else that was going on, so we just progressed him along..." I shook my head in disbelief as I jumped into the pile and continued with our scene...

I'll be heading over there later on tonight. Even drove by to make sure their parking lots aren't still flooded. Slammer, baby !!!

I love the fact that Kenny is being seduced and not forced or drugged. He can be forever thankful that his grandpa lovingly mentored him into embracing what he enjoys instead of fearing it. I have cum so many times reading and re-reading this story. Thank you sincerely.

Has it ever dawned on you that your partner may not experience love the same way you do? If you have been together a while, you may have figured this out by now. Lest there be any doubt, a great question to ask your partner is, what’s your love language? So what are the five languages of love? Here is a description of each to help you figure out what are your favorites and also so you can discover which ones make your partner feel especially cared for. Words of Affirmation Words of affirmation acknowledge effort, deeds, and accomplishments. It could be words like, “I’m proud of the way you handled the situation”, or “your help made all the difference”, or even words of praise such as, “you look amazing tonight!” For the person that thrives on this love language, remember to use words of appreciation to fill their cup. Quality Time Quality time is about spending uninterrupted time together enjoying each other’s company. I highly recommend putting your phone aside if this is your partner’s favorite love language. Carving time out of your busy schedules to have date night, morning coffee, or an activity together, such as a bike ride, are ways to say I love you with quality time. Gifts When a person’s favorite love language is gifts, it doesn’t mean that the person is materialistic. Receiving gifts is special to the person because they feel that their loved one was keeping them in mind. When returning from a trip, or even, just because, giving a small gift or picking up fresh flowers really lets them know you care. Also, be sure to remember birthdays and other special occasions if your partner’s favorite love language is gifts. Acts of Service Acts of service is about practical ways of giving help. For example, “Hey honey, let me grab the groceries and you can sit and relax.” Or knocking out some extra chores that you know your partner will want done is another great way to say I love you. Even though it may seem unromantic to you if this is not your love language, think in terms of practical to-dos if your partner feels loved by acts of service. Haven’t you ever heard how, for some people, cleaning the kitchen is a wonderful form of foreplay? Physical Affection Some people feel most loved by the language of touch. This can include displays of affection as well as sexual intimacy. Holding hands, a hug or sexual activities say, I love you, for the person whose favorite love language is physical affection. Even small gestures such as sitting close, holding hands, or a welcome home kiss can go a long way to let your partner feel your love. If this is your partner’s favorite, take your time and don’t rush past these acts of connection. let me know your thoughts and have a fun week Carlos 😀

Why do you only BB? Because I hate condoms and I love being filled with cum. Are you clean? My ass is a safe space.

Is this smartphone out at the sex club a younger generation thing? My guess is that it's the under 30s. Maybe they don't think we'll ever go back to the days of being repressed (eg no venues) or maybe they don't care because they have the internet and potential hook-ups in their pockets? I had a guy record me during a hookup a couple of weeks ago. I only caught on to what was happening by accident. When I asked for the clip, he said he needed to edit out the part where his face was showing. Oh now, that's interesting....So maybe what's happening here is some are ok with exposing others as long as it's not THEM.

Here in FT for Easter vacay - Cumunion was last night at Slammers - it was okay a bit slow i thought and more cocksuckers than fucking for the most part- the little dark room was a bit slow. thankfully i went to The Club and found few condoms at the gloryhole and lubed myself up before heading to Slammers and took 4 more loads. Heading over tonight- PINKMOON so hope to get wrecked and have thank pink glow in my hole tonight- in harness and white jock - find me in little dark room - taking all cummers. M

Hot fantasy/sci-fi, but gothic horror: vampires. Not the historical precedent (Vlad Tepes, as we are EXTREMELY distantly related), but Christopher Lee just after he has feasted upon a victim - and let's face it, some of us who are bi and on the subby side have a leaning towards being taken HARD by a vampiress with a strapon (at least I do).

Chapter Two I left the bar in a bit of a panic, but also turned on at what might happen, and headed back to our hotel room. It felt like hours but it must have only been 45 minutes before my phone beeped again. “Sorry about that had company” was all that was sent, then a picture came through of what I could tell instantly was my other half on all fours naked. The familier “typing” dots were rolling for sometime and through came a long message. “Yer so this guy turned up and fuck it was hot. Really got a few things out of my system or should that be into his. He came over and I could tell he was not going to be up for raw action so I had to go slow. We started just kissing and getting undressed, and as soon as I saw that body, I had to get inside him. We were both getting hot and heavy so moved onto the bed and was all over each other. I was still testing where this was going to go so reached over and opened the bedside draw and asked him to “grab some lube and stuff” to see what he came back with, sadly he came back with a condom and lube but at least we get to fuck.” I rush of relief came over me knowing things were going to be safer, but sounds like they had a hot time. Mark continued, “so I roll him over and pour a lot of lube over my cock and his arse, then start to kiss up his back as I reach up to the cabinet to get the condom. As I rub off his arse it’s so slick I just line up and rub between his arse cheeks. Rubbing away between his cheeks raw and making the most of it before I have to cover up. It felt so could and he was really moaning as well, so we just carried on sliding off each other. Knowing im toxic as fuck and this guys neg was the best part. Just lube between us, and neither of us on meds, all natural. The amount of pre cum alone was running down his crack and off his cock and ball.” This had got me rock hard. I mean I can picture Mark rubbing off his arse raw and knew it was a small risk, but how sexy that must have felt. Mark must have been waiting to see what I thought as the messages stopped, till I told him I was hard and wanking, as I was now. “I started longer strokes off his arse, really working him into the mattress and going from the back of his balls right up his crack, lubing him with my pre cum. Then I just had to slow down or I would have cum all over this crack. I slowed down and pulled right back to ease myself off of bit, then he pushed back. I mean it could not have been timed better. I was right on his hole and he arched his back and slowly push his way down my cock till I was all the way inside him. Fuck it felt hot inside him and even better knowing I was now invading his neg body with my toxic cock leaking pre-cum. He went fucking wild, I mean from 0-100 in seconds fucking me so hard back till he was on all fours with me inside him doggy style, fucking him like a bitch. He was getting loser now so I could pull all the way out, see him gaping, and push back into his hole. I knew it was coming so I just let go, I pushed deep inside this neg hole and unloaded deep, and I mean deep. I was spent so after a few minutes working that cum into him, I slowly pulled and not a drip left him. He had that whole 4 day load inside him, and it was heavy! Anyway, he had to leave so we cut some small talk, dressed him and packed him off to his boyfriend. Lucky fuck!”. I could not believe it, my boyfriend was out there somewhere with a full blown toxic load working its way into him, and he had no idea. His phone was still off, so not like I could even tell him. Then I hear the hotel door, he’s back. “Hey, im shattered. Played with a guy, but just want another bit of fun…. Sooo..... Fancy fucking my hole” he said with a grin as he slowly lowered his shorts, climbing onto the bottom of the bed… TBC

Two theories: 1. The “I’m leaving to never return again…did you hear me, I’m not coming back…I’m back to make sure you heard me the first 7 times about not returning, I’m dead serious this time, I’m not going to logon here again…screw it, I’m back because no one deleted my account to force my own compulsive behavior” syndrome. Instead our reaction should be “Don’t go away mad, just…go away.” 2. Ever get stuck in a long line of traffic and you want to finally get to the head of the line and find yourself disappointed because you didn’t see carnage? The wreck has since been cleared and you’ve just wasted an hour of your time without anyone else’s misfortune to make your day. Don’t you just hate that? Hell, I try to get a good view to make sure I see the mangled vehicles and ambulances scooping up the injured because we all can’t resist watching a good train wreck. 😁 Or car wreck.

On Easter Sunday, I was hoping to get some guys traveling on the nearby interstate. But the few guys I talked to online, none of them seemed interested in stopping by. Then I got a message from a guy I had messaged earlier in the week. There were 3 pics in his profile, him wearing underwear. He looked to be in his 30's, nice muscular body with a very nice looking bulge in the underwear. His profile said he was looking for bigger, husky guys. Earlier in the week, I had messaged him, told him I had a big fat juicy ass. But I didn't get a response until Sunday from him. He was wanting to stop by later that afternoon. I told him sure and I sent him the address. 4 in the afternoon, he messaged me again, wanted to know if I was still looking. I told him sure. Said he would be there in about 5 minutes. I did a quick run to make sure everything was ready. I got into my sling, lubed my hole up and waited. When he got there, he got naked and then started playing with my cock and hole. He added his saliva to my hole and then shoved his dick inside me. He fucked me for about 20 minutes or so, pounding my hole. He was playing with my cock and nipples as he fucked. I was enjoying feeling his abs, chest and biceps as he fucked me. Finally, he started to grunt a few times and then I felt as my hole felt a little bit wetter and I could feel it running out my hole and down my taint. Now the weird part, which I had a hard time believing. He kept fucking me and about 5 minutes later, he shot another load inside my hole. Now there was more of his cum running out my hole as he continued to fuck me. He did stop and suck my cock for a little bit, but he then put his dick right back inside my hole and started fucking me more. He went for another 20 minutes when he paused and grunted as he put load #3 inside my hole. This time, he kept on fucking me. My hole was very wet and juicy. As he kept pounding my hole, it was make wet noises as his body was hitting my ass. My ass was full of his cum, he was hitting my prostate just right and I started having anal orgasms. Suddenly, my cock started shooting my load all over my crotch. No hands were used in making me cum. The anal orgasms continued coming and after about 5 minutes, he shot load #4 inside me. This time, we were both wore out. He pulled his cock out and I could feel the cum running out my hole. He bent over and licked up my cum. He scooped of some of his cum and fed it to me. I laid back in the sling as he sat down on the bench for a few minutes. We chatted as he slowly started to get dressed. Turns out he is in the area for work. He will be here for another 2 weeks. We made plans for his next visit!

This reminds me of when I was negative and thought I was playing safe. Back then if a man I was blowing pulled me up and turned me around to fuck me bareback, I wouldn't object, because I wasn't in control of the situation. I surrendered all responsibility to him once he let me suck his cock. I assumed no one would fuck me bareback unless they knew they were negative. Naive, huh? Now I know that many men would assume that I was poz because I let them fuck me without a condom. I probably took a number of poz loads back then before I finally converted. If a man like Mr. Lewis was doing this to me (yes, please) I would have left it up to him. If I knew he was poz, I probably would have assumed he'd pull out before he came in my ass. I wasn't chasing, but I wasn't running away from it, either. You're a great writer, and remembering those days has given me a big boner.

Part 4 I was alone in the apartment. Grandpa left to chase a hookup so I had time to myself. I was looking forward find out what else he had to teach about gay life but at this point the timing was appropriate. His lessons, along with his brazen prankster behavior, put me at my limit for shenanigans. My penis almost went in his mouth, his penis almost went in my mouth, and he rammed his boner against my butthole right before leaving. I knew he was just joking around with me, but that last one hurt a little. I stuck a finger in my ass and massaged my hole. It was still a little sore from his tip trying to push in. I’m sure my virgin ass worked to my advantage to keep him out but what if he had managed to penetrate? Holy shit! That would mean I would have almost lost my virginity to… my grandpa. That is absolutely not a story I’d want to tell any future boyfriend. Well he was with a hookup so that should calm down his pent up energy. I decided to remain naked since I was alone. Trying some of that free lifestyle he talked about. I cleaned the place up bit. I cleaned the dishes from breakfast and picked up some clothes laying about. It was the least I could do. Help with the house work as I stayed there. It was probably a half hours worth of cleaning up when I took a break. I thought about ways to occupy myself. Naturally since I stayed nude in the house, my thoughts went to my dick. I still haven’t gone off this morning so I figured I would try to blow off some steam. I went to the bedroom and laid down in bed. There was plenty more room since I was there alone. I was playing with my dick when I felt my balls touch something wet. I looked down and saw there was a white puddle on the sheets. That must have been where grandpa came earlier this morning. Oh goodness, I shouldn’t touch that. I moved up a little bit, getting my balls out of his spunk. I looked up some porn on my phone while playing with myself, stroking myself to erection. As I was scrolling through different types of websites, I saw some videos of guys using dildos. It looked pretty fun, and I had never used one before. That’s when I remembered grandpa Lewis telling me that there were drawers filled with them. The thought of using his sex toys seemed weird to me. But he wasn’t here so I figured it would be fine as long as I put it back where I found it. I went over to the dresser and pulled up in the first drawer. Oh wow! There were so many different things. There were dildos of all shapes sizes and colors. There were butt plugs and things that looked like balls on a string. And a few other toys that I couldn’t really describe very well nor could I comprehend what they were used for. I picked out a tan colored one. One that was probably about the size of my dick erect. I found a bottle of lube as well and I got back on the bed. I lubed up my dick and my ass. I played with my hole with one hand and my dick in the other. I wondered if I could get that thing to fit in me. After what felt like maybe five or 10 minutes of fingering. I grabbed the dildo and applied a generous amount of lube on it. I pointed the tip towards my ass and tried guiding it in. It required quite a bit more force than I imagined but as my hole started opening up it hurt. I took a break from it for a minute then tried it again. Then took another break. I kept going back-and-forth like that, pressing the dildo tip against my ass, trying to work it in. Periodically adding more lube to it with every other attempt. It was more difficult than I thought. I didn’t know how long I was attempting for. It felt like a long time. Eventually I managed to work the tip in. The rubber head popping in past my ring. I held it there for a minute rubbing my dick as my ass relaxed on it. I worked it slowly up inside me. After the pain and discomfort subsided. It started to feel good. So I started thrusting the dildo in and out of me. Slowly at first then I found a good rhythm. I must have fucked myself like that for a while. Stroking my dick and plunging my ass. My prostate was getting hit too and I was leaking hard. It felt amazing and I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm. I jammed the dildo in deep. It hurt a little but the pleasure outweighed the pain by a long shot. I was stroking fast and gasped. My cum shot up in the air and covered my belly, several ribbons worth. I laid there catching my breath. Dildo still firmly inside me. That’s when I heard the front door open. “Kenny, I’m back.” Grandpa was home. In a panic I pulled the dildo out. It was still covered in lube and juice. I threw it in the drawer and quickly wiped myself off with a pair of grandpa’s underwear from the floor. That’s when the bedroom door opened. “There you are! What have you been up to?” “Oh! Just tidying up.” “I can see that. Doing laundry? Or were you having fun with my briefs?” I was still holding them. “No, just laundry.” He took the underwear out of my hand and looked at it. “Hm? I guess at some point I blew a load on this. I don’t remember that though. Oh well these days I forget half the places I dump my sludge.” He put it up to his face and started licking the cum off of the underwear. I thought to myself ‘No! No! Grandpa don’t! That’s you’re grandson’s cum you’re eating!’ But I kept a straight face and pretended like nothing was wrong. “Mmh that’s an unusually sweet load. My cum normally has a strong bitter savory flavor.” He finished licking the underwear in front of me then tossed it aside. “So Kenny boy. How’s about you get dressed? We’re gonna go to a gay fetish store down on Pike street. Another kinkster from my social circle works there. Sound fun?” “Yeah! That sounds great.” I was excited to go to a gay shop. I’ve never been to one. And getting out of the apartment seemed like a good way to avoid any more of these close calls. I threw some clothes on. Grandpa threw on some sweatpants and a tank top and sandals. Obviously he didn’t feel like dressing up much for going out. The place he wanted to take me wasn’t very far. Only a few blocks away. I took in the sights of the city while I could. Everything looked big and busy. It was a shop called Doghouse Leathers. Inside I was impressed with the vast variety of clothing and adult toys on the shelves. So many things that I didn’t know what they were used for. The guy at the counter was an older bear wearing a black leather vest with no shirt on. He looked up at us and immediately recognized grandpa Lewis. “Mr. Lewis! How are you doing? And who is this pretty new thing you have with you?“ “This is my grandson Kenny. My real grandson. You remember. I mentioned him once or twice.“ “Oh! This is the one. Like, actual real family grandson. I guess your visit is going to be pretty tame this time. Showing him the sights?“ “Yes I am. Kenny boy here is gay as well and I wanted to show him his first gay store. Maybe some of the things here will catch his interest.“ “Aw, that is sweet of you to chaperone him around for his first time at a fetish store. I’m flattered it’s mine. Well you guys take your time and help yourselves to try out anything you like. I will be here if you need my assistance.“ “Will do.“ he guided me through the shop, showing me various outfits, underwear, and contraptions. He was informing me on all of their uses and the wild kinks that went along with them. There were so many things that guys were into that I didn’t even know existed. Water sports, pup play, chastity, electro shock, rim chairs, tickle brushes, floggers. I almost felt my head spin over trying to keep up with so many different things. I just let grandpa go on and on while I just smiled and nodded at everything he was telling me. It was all so much, but I was enjoying myself. He asked me if I wanted to try on anything. He was looking towards the leather harnesses and gimp masks. Those were all too advanced for me. I looked at some specialty underwear that looked pretty cool. One had a zipper that started at the top of the crotch and went all the way down and up to the top of the butt. Grandpa saw me looking at that one and he grabbed it off the rack. “Here try this one on. You’d look great in it.” “Are you sure? It’s not too revealing?” “Of course not. It’s practically European. Come, let’s get you fitted. I want to try on some things too.” He took me to the changing rooms in the back. It was basically a corner with a curtain. He got in with me. “Okay strip.” “Do you have to be in here with me? I can do it myself.” “But I like helping you. Are you really going to be shy in a place like this?” He had a point. And we did spend a lot of the day nude together. His hands were already getting my clothes off. First my shirt then may pants came down. I bent over to get my shoes off when I felt something warm against my butt. “What’s that?” “Just my cock, don’t worry about it. The changing room is small and you practically backed up into it. What are you trying to do? Gobble it up with your ass?” “I’m just getting my clothes off.” “Then do it.” He punctuated his demand by thrusting forward. His tip hit my hole. I was still lubed up and stretched from the dildo earlier so when he thrusted forward my ring opened up and hugged his tip, half of his head was poking in. But his head was much wider then the dildo so it still hurt a little. “Ow, that hurts. You should take it away.” I whispered. Trying not to alert anyone to what was going on. “What’s going on down there? You’re ass is very sloppy and not as tight as it was previously. I’m almost inside you. Tell me the truth young man.” He held his dick there. I was quickly working off my shoes and socks to get the rest of my pants off. “I-I played with one of your dildos, I’m sorry.” “Oh is that right? Well I did say you could play with them anytime. I thought you might have had a trick of your own when I was emptying my balls. But you should have told me. Look what you did. Do you want my cock inside you?” He pressed forward more. My ass opening up more around his head. “No! Please take it out!” “Relax it’s not inside you. This is just a kiss. You’re still very much a virgin. What an outrageous thought, me deflowering you. He he he.” That’s when the curtain opened. The leather bear from the front register was looking at us. Me bent over and my grandfather with his dick nearly penetrating me. “Anything I can help you with?” He unzipped his leather pants and pulled his cock out. It was fat and he had a biohazard tattoo right above his shaft. He was stroking it, getting it hard and he moved it closer to me. “We’re fine Bruce. I was just helping Kenny try on some underwear.” Bruce wagged his dick a few times. It was erect now. He looked down at my ass and what was poking at it. “I see. Let me know if I can offer anything.” He didn’t put his dick away but he backed off and closed the curtain again. I was alone with grandpa Lewis. I got all my clothes off and stood up. His dick left my ass and I grabbed the underwear to try them on. “Just a moment. Help me put on my item.” He asked. “What did you get?” Grandpa held up a black butt plug. “He said we could try anything. How about you push this up in me?” “Why me?” “Because you should see how it works. Plugs are a little different then dildos.” He put the plug in my hand and turned around. He spread his ass apart and revealed his hole to me. It was wet and puckering towards me. He clearly had action down there when he had his hookup. “Go on. Put it up in me.” I put a hand on his ass and aimed the plus towards his hole. I didn’t know how much pressure to apply but it went in him easily enough. As it past the widest part his hole clamped down on it with a wet quenching sound. “Awww yeah. That’s it. See? Easy enough.” He stood up and faced me. I was now pulling up the underwear and straightening the waist band. “Yeah it wasn’t too hard. Should we be doing this grandpa? Isn’t it kinda [banned word]?” “Do you dislike spending time with me?” “No not at all!” “Did you dislike putting the plug up my ass?” “Um, it wasn’t bad. It was okay.” “Then what’s the problem? We’re just having fun. And I love teasing you.” “I guess your right. I’ve been having fun too. But your teasing does get pretty extreme sometimes.” “I know, that makes it more fun. Those look nice on you. Turn around let me see that bubble butt.” I spun around and showed them off. I did like the look of them. “Let’s see if the zipper works.” He reached around and undid the zipper. My dick popped out and he kept pulling it down and up the other side, revealing my ass. “Yup those work good… just a sec. Hold still.” I held still with my back towards him I heard a moist popping sound and then a forceful push against my own ass. Something went up inside me. “Grandpa what is that?!” He pushed and it popped up in me. “Just the butt plug. You seem to like toys in your ass and you are well lubed up so might as well.” “Grandpa that was in your ass!” “Now it’s in yours. It’s basically the same as sharing a Coke. Leave it in.” He zipped me back up. The plug firmly planted in me. His ass juices were probably mixing in with mine. “Come on, get dressed. It’s time to head out.” This was crazy. I had something that was inside him, up inside me. We both got dressed and wandered toward the register. As I walked the plug felt weird. Almost like it was going to fall out. But it’s shape wouldn’t allow that. We got to the register and the leather bear still had his dick out. “Just the underwear?” He asked. “And a butt plug.” “Okay come around the counter, I’ll need to scan it.” I walked around to where he was. He bent me over the counter and pulled my pants down looking for the tag. “Ah, it’s on the inside.” He reached for the zipper and unzipped it all the way to the back. “Here we go. I’ll need to type it in. Nice ass.” He put a hand on my back and leaned over me, his cock pointed at my ass. He started typing something in the register. “No funny business now Bruce.” Grandpa seemed a little apprehensive. “Just gonna put these numbers in” Bruce swung his hips back and slammed forward. I slammed into the counter. “What? Oh! Theres the plug. Cheeky bastard.” The plug obviously stopped his dick from penetrating me. I guess now it didn’t seem so bad. “Just ring is up you horny fucker. I knew you’d try that. Kenny boy here is a virgin and I don’t plan on throwing him to the sharks yet.” Bruce took the price gun and scanned the bar code on the base of the plug poking out my ass. Grandpa payed for the two items and I zipped myself up. We walked around down town for a while. He showed me cruising spots and places to eat. All the while I was walking around with a plug up inside me. We spent quite some time in town until it got late. Before heading home grandpa had one last place to show me. We were on Summit Avenue and saw a discrete building. “This is Steamworks Kenny. It’s a gay bathhouse where men come to hook up with each other. It may be a little advanced for you for now but I will take you here when you’re ready.” “Really? I had no idea a place like this existed.” “It’s not meant to be heavily advertised. A lot of the men here like discretion.” I looked at the building for a while. Then grandpa took me by the hand and we walked back home in the dark. When we got back grandpa immediately threw off his clothes and let it all hang out again. he loved being naked. He took me by the hand and brought me to the bedroom where he proceeded to take my clothes off as well. “Today was fun grandpa. Thanks for taking me out.“ “It was my pleasure Kenny boy. Get on the bed for me, I want to inspect that plug up inside you.” I now had all my clothes off. Even the new underwear were thrown aside. I got on the bed and lay down I was rubbing the plug inside me wondering if I should take it out yet. “It’s been in there for quite a while grandpa.“ He got on the bed with me and grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders, his hips almost met with my ass. “This is a very awkward position grandpa.” “I can better inspect you this way.“ He grabbed the plug and started thrusting it in an out of me. It was causing my dick to get hard. “Maybe you shouldn’t do that.“ “Yeah you’re right, you don’t need this anymore.” Grandpa pulled the plug out of my ass and started sucking on it. “Mmm, sweet.” “Isn’t that dirty?“ “Nope, you’re clean inside. This is just your sweet love juices. Well yours and some of mine.” His dick was resting on my butt hole. I could feel it getting hard. “Grandpa I think you should move your dick.” Grandpa put the plug down and wrapped his hands around my thighs. He moved his hips forward, his cock head pressing up against my ass. My hole easily opening up and wrapping around his tip. “Whatever you say Kenny boy.“ “No! That’s gonna go in!” Grandpa pulled his dick away and let go of my legs. “How was I supposed to know that? You should be more specific.“ I sat up. “You like to push your jokes far. But we can’t actually do that. That would be… incest. Wouldn’t it?” “Hey, a hole is a hole. If it feels good, you should just let it happen.“ “But, you have…” “AIDS, I know. But that doesn’t change how good my cock would feel in your virgin ass.“ I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. I sat there in silence looking away, sensing my discomfort he change the subject. “Since you know I like to hook up, and I’ve shown you some of the ropes around here. I think tomorrow I’m going to have one of my tricks come over. He and I are going to play around here. You don’t have to stay and watch, but it would be a great lesson for you. A visceral demonstration on how to properly fuck, and some more kink demonstrations too.” “Oh, uh, I guess that would be interesting to see.” Could I really watch my grandfather fuck somebody? Wouldn’t that be as awkward and uncomfortable as walking in on your parents having sex? But grandpa Lewis wasn’t a parent. He was technically my grandparent, but he’s so carefree and sex positive. My thoughts went back-and-forth on it being weird and it being an interesting learning experience. Mostly leaning towards the learning experience. “Well it’s getting late. Time for bed I say.” It was late and I was pretty tired from the day. I looked around to find some pajamas to wear. But grandpa stopped me. “No need for those, we can sleep in the nude. We walk around the house naked. We can sleep naked as well.“ I guess that was true. I was a little concerned about his dick rubbing up against my bare ass in the middle of the night. But if it got too frisky, I could always just move to the couch. “Yeah, alright.” We got ready for bed and got under the covers. Grandpa was sitting up looking at our position, contemplating. “Okay last night was a little cramped so let’s try something different. How about you lay down on the bed and I’ll just rest on top of you.” “Wouldn’t that be kinda smothering?” “Hey now. I’m no fat. Well I have a bit of a belly here but I’m fairly light for my size. Just get into position. This will save space.” I laid down as instructed. I wasn’t too sure how this was going to work. Grandpa crawled on top of me, and laid down. His head rested on my back. I felt his cock rest between my cheeks. He wasn’t very heavy but it was still a weird position. “Are you comfy like that?” I asked. “Oh yes Kenny. You’re very warm. And your bubble butt is very cushy.” We got comfy and tried going to sleep. Grandpa managed to fall asleep faster then me. I heard him snore quite a bit. The weight of him laying down on my felt like it wouldn’t allow me to fall asleep but I tried. I eventually started nodding off. Waking up here and there in the first part of the night. I couldn’t help but think of his dick between my cheeks. But I managed to fall asleep. In the middle of the night I woke up to something poking me. Grandpa was snoring still and he had another hard on. It felt uncomfortable so I tried to wiggle around a bit. It wasn’t working well since both our bodies were pressed against each other. The only thing I could reach was my ass. His dick was so hard it hurt as it jabbed my butt cheek. I may have been slender but my ass was pretty round so there was a lot for his dick to poke against. I thought about my options and the only thing I could come up with was grabbing my ass and spreading it. I did and grandpa’s dick stopped poking my cheek and slipped down to poke at my hole. It wasn’t ideal but my cheek didn’t hurt anymore. I allowed myself to fall back asleep like that. My dreams were nondescript. I couldn’t make heads or tales of anything. But through out my dreams I had a strange feeling on my ass. The feeling grew more intense as I dreamt away. Then the feeling went painful. That’s when I woke up. It was still night but my ass was hurting. Grandpa was still on top of me snoring away. But it felt like his dick slipped its head into me. I could feel my hole stretched open and it hurt. I may have had practice with his dildo earlier but there’s no way I was ready for some thing of his size. Now that I think of it, it was probably a bad idea to practice stretching my hole with that dildo earlier in the day, and more so not good to have had a plug in me the latter half of the day. Otherwise his dick might not have gotten inside of me so easily. I was still. I didn’t know how to correct the situation. I didn’t want to wake him to find his dick inside me. That would have been too embarrassing. The longer I laid still the more his dick slowly sank in. Eventually it stopped sinking. It felt like half its length was in me. ‘Oh god, hes inside me! Am I losing my virginity like this? No, this doesn’t count. He’s not awake and he’s not actually fucking me. This is just an accidental slip. What do I do? This is bad.’ No matter what, I couldn’t think of anything for my predicament. The only thing that could possibly work is if I just went back to sleep and if he woke up first in the morning he’d realize he slipped in and pull out on his own. Hopefully he’d avoid mentioning it to me. I closed my eyes and focused on sleep. It was hard. And not just dick in my ass hard. But I managed. My ass relaxed and grew accustomed to the fleshy intruder and I fell asleep again. My consciousness faded in and out. That in-between state of sleeping and waking was over me as I was trying to stay asleep. I dreamt that I was having a hard time keeping my balance. I felt like my hips were being rocked back and forth. A weird pressure sensation in my ass as my hips moved back and forth. When I partially awoke, the bed was shaking up and down a little and my body shaking with it. The source of the movement felt like it was centralized around my butt. I was too drowsy to recognize what was going on, and I drifted back off to sleep. It was early in the morning by the time I woke up. My my eyes slowly opened up, looking around the room. To my dismay grandpa was still asleep on top of me. He was still snoring and I felt drool coming out of his mouth and running down my shoulder. But more importantly, his dick was still inside of me. It was hard to believe that it stayed like that inside of me all night. It had to have gotten soft at some point. It must’ve been morning wood? I kept still, pretending to be asleep, waiting for grandpa to wake up and pull out of me. Periodically his dick would twitch inside, keeping me very aware if it’s presence in me. Grandpa wasn’t waking up yet so I tried wiggling my ass, hoping it would gently shake him awake. His snoring stopped and he started moving around. I went back to pretending to be asleep. He propped his hands on the bed and stretched, arching his back and driving his hips down as he yawned. The stretch caused his hips to drive his cock deep down in my ass. Almost full length sinking in. I merely gasped. I tried my best not to respond to it. It felt so intense having the thing go so deep in me. “Oh, what’s this?” He whispered to himself looking down at where his tool was located. He patted my shoulder gently to see if I was awake. I maintained the act. I wanted him to pull out so he could act like everything was normal in the morning. But he didn’t pull out yet. Instead he started gently moving his hips up and down. What?! Why’s he doing that?! His movement was subtle but consistent. There’s no way he’s actually fucking me. He wouldn’t. This has to be his attempt at gently wiggle his cock out of me without waking me. I was sure that was the case, so I laid there letting grandpa do his thing. The sensation of his cock wiggling around inside me was stimulating my prostate. I didn’t want it to feel good but my body betrayed me. It felt good wither I wanted it or not. I thought to myself ‘sorry for sorta enjoying it grandpa’ it seems like he was having a hard time pulling out so I slowly tried spreading my legs a little without him noticing. Giving him easier access to maneuver. I wanted him to succeed in his efforts. I thought ‘That’s right grandpa. Keep doing what you’re doing. I’ll try to make it as easy as possible for you to accomplish what it is you were trying to do.’ His breathing started to get a little labored. I guess attempting to wiggle out of me was physically demanding for him. Especially with all of his attempts to do it as gently as possible without ‘disturbing’ me. Then his hips started raising up. His cock was exiting my ass. ‘Great, just a little bit more.’ He stopped with the head of his cock still inside me. Then he grabbed his shaft and started stroking it fast. I thought ‘that’s a weird way to pull it out’ he kept stroking for a while and his body started trembling. I heard him whisper very quietly “yeah that’s a big AIDS cock in there. Gonna shoot it. Gonna shoot my AIDS load….” What? Did I hear that right? His words were barely audible. His cock was repeatedly twitching and I felt his head expanding in me. No way. He wouldn’t be trying to ejaculate. That’s really dangerous! At this point, pretending to be asleep wasn’t an option anymore. My only other choice was to fake waking up and get him to pull out. He kept stroking his cock with the head lodged in me as I thought to myself. ‘What would I say? Wouldn’t it be fairly awkward afterwards? Aren’t I technically no longer a virgin anymore? I need to do it now, wake up and ask him to get off…‘ But my thoughts were interrupted as grandpa started to softly grunt…

Part 3 I woke up a little late in the morning. It wasn’t the best night sleep but it’s something I’d have to get used to. Grandpa was still asleep next to me. I rolled over and faced him. He was fully naked and the blanket was down by our ankles. I couldn’t help but glance down at his penis that was now pressed against my belly because I was curious. It had a huge case of morning wood, and holy crap it was big! It was veiny and long with a fat mushroom head poking out from it’s loose foreskin. That was the monster that was poking me last night? I shuddered at the thought. Yeah I was gay but he was my grandfather. It seemed pretty wrong to be in a position where it was touching me but the bed was small after all and it’s not like I could just grab it and move it away. I scooched over more and at that point I was hanging off the bed a bit. In my movement, grandpa Lewis shifted over and was laying on his back. His erection pointed straight up in the air. It was like a meaty obelisk. The sun pouring through the window illuminated a beed of fluid coming out of his tip. Was that pre? Grandpa started to wake up. He reached is arms up over his head for a stretch and flexed his hips up in the air with a yawn. His penis twitching and the beed of pre dropped down on to his belly maintaining a string of slime connecting to his tip. He brought his arms down and wrapped one around me. “Ahhh, good morning Kenny. Did you sleep well? I had a fantastic night.” He held me in close. My face buried in his arm pit. It stank but he didn’t want to let go so I accepted the embrace. I tried looking up at him and away from the elephant in the room. “Yeah it was fine for me. Should we get up for breakfast? I think we slept in a little.” “Sure sure, but first I need to take care of this.” He grabbed his penis and started stroking it in front of me. “Oh! I should leave while you do that!” Grandpa Lewis kept holding on to me. “You can leave if you want. Or you could stay and watch. You wanted to know about gay stuff right? Would you like to see how a cock can shoot in the morning?” His hand was stroking faster now. “I’ve seen porn. I probably don’t need to see this.” “Have you seen one as big as this?” He gripped his shaft and pointed it at me. It looked angry red and drooled. “No! Yours is huge! It’s bigger then anything I’ve ever seen online.” He continued masterbating with his arm around me looking at me. “Yup I’ve had no complaints. Accept when I go balls deep in a guys ass. It’s quite the destructive beast, he he. But you can stay and watch me get off so you know what another man’s cock looks like ejaculating. It’s quite different then porn. Or leave, makes no difference to me. I gotta say my creature down here between my legs was pretty upset at me last night. It could sense a young ass in front of it but I wouldn’t let it pop in to say hello. Oh he definitely tried throughout the night. Took all my willpower to not let it just plunge in. Like I said it has a mind of its own.” His exaggerations were funny and a little creepy. His stroking increased. I got up out of bed and left the room so grandpa could finish up. I know we’re both gay guys but there were certain boundaries, family ya know? I closed the door and waited for him to finish up. As I walked around the room I had a weird feeling in my underwear. I felt my butt and there was dried crusty stuff down there. It coated my cheeks. I reached in between by butt cheeks and the stuff was moist and thick like a sticky cottage cheese between them. It was globbed on my hole. Oh no I didn’t have an accident last night did I?! I looked at my hand and it was white. Hu? What is this stuff? I couldn’t analyze it too much because I heard a grunt coming from the bedroom and grandpa Lewis came out shortly after. He was still naked and his cock was still semi hard. It was dripping cum out of his tip still and it got on the floor. “That was nice! So, you hungry for breakfast?” He asked while licking his fingers. They had cum on them and he was licking it up as he past me to go to the kitchen. “Uh, yeah. I think so.” Grandpa Lewis being as comfortable as he was around me threw me off guard. I guess this is how he normally does things but was this really appropriate around his own grandson? I was still very new to all this so maybe this was a normal thing? He was making eggs as he addressed me. “Don’t be so bashful Kenny my boy. I normally walk around the place in the nude. I usually throw on something quick to answer the door but I like to let it all hang out natural. So you should start getting accustomed to that. You can be nude too around here. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” He wiggled his hips. His semi hard penis and low hanging balls swayed back and forth. His balls were huge too. Like two large eggs. It was such a disproportionately large package on such a small old man. I knew that some people were nudists and practically everyone beats off in the morning, so I guess that checks out. Maybe I’m over reacting. It was a different house hold and I was introduced to an entirely different lifestyle after all. I wasn’t quite willing to go full nude so I stayed in my sleepwear. We had breakfast together sitting on the couch. Our day went about pretty normal. Well as normal as it could be with him naked. After we put our plates on the floor and grandpa put his arm around me. “How about you get comfy. I’m sure you’d like to cuddle up a bit.” My head was laying on his chest. In my position I could still see his semi hardon resting on his leg. “So Kenny, what do you think of my dick?” “Oh! Um… it’s nice I guess. It’s very big.” He shook it around to show it to me better “Yup I’m proud of it. What about yours? How big are you packing?” “I’m not as big as yours. I’m about 6.” “You sure about that? Drop those drawers. Let’s take a look.” I was embarrassed by the order. Sure it may have been a simple comparison but I was nervous about showing grandpa my penis. “I’m not sure about that.” “Come on. Show your old man your equipment.” He was guiding me to my feet. I was standing in front of him while he was sitting down. I stood there for a moment hesitating a bit, then grandpa Lewis grabbed my boxers and pulled them down revealing my flaccid penis to him. “Oh! Um, how is it? I told you it isn’t as big as yours.” Grandpa leaned in close to inspect it. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me in close. His nose was almost touching it. “Not bad. But I can’t make any judgments with it like this. Get it hard for me. Let me see you at full mast.” “I- I can’t do that!” He looked up at me. “Am I gonna have to do it for you? You sure you want your grandpa to latch his mouth on your little cock and suckle it hard?” “N-No! We can’t do that! And it’s not small!” “Then show me. I’m going to open my mouth and go down on your little dick and suck it hard. If you don’t want that then intercept my mouth and start stroking.” Grandpa did what he said. He grabbed my dick and and pointed it towards him. He opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out and moved forward slowly. My heart was racing and I didn’t know what to do. The head of my dick went in past his lips but no contact with his mouth or tongue yet. Only his fingers holding my soft shaft. It slowly inched it’s way in further when I quickly pulled my hips away and grabbed it. Stroking it like he said. “Good boy. That would have been naughty of you to let that happen wouldn’t it?” “You shouldn’t joke like that grandpa.” I focused on stroking. It was starting to get hard. Grandpa looked at it patiently. Eventually I got it up to full mast like he wanted. “There, how is this?” He grabbed my dick and stroked it a little, keeping it hard. He looked like he was inspecting it. “Well now. I’d say it’s about 6 and a half. Maybe 7. Oh hell why not, I’ll be generous and round it to 7 for you Kenny boy. It’s a decent length. You’ll satisfy plenty of men with it. Not everyone wants a monster cock demolishing their guts into ground beef.” Grandpa Lewis let go and stood up. He was fully hard. Our dicks now pointing towards each other. “This thing has destroyed plenty men. I doubt you could take one this big, wouldn’t you say?” “Yeah that would be too big.” “Try imagining one like that going in you. Actually, for the sake of argument. I want you to imagine me fucking your virgin ass.” “Grandpa that’s messed up!” “Im not gonna do it you silly little [banned word]. What an outrageous idea of yours. I said for the sake of argument.” I tried to imagine being on my knees and grandpa behind me. As the scenario in my mind played out, I envisioned him pressing his head against my ass, pushing in. The thought made me shake my head. “Yeah that’s an intense visual grandpa.” “I’m sure it would be. You would definitely need practice on your ass though. I have plenty of dildos and sex toys in my room. Open any drawer and you’ll find a bunch. If you feel like getting adventurous you can play with any one of them.” Really? He had that many? Even with my clothes packed in there? “Thanks but I’m fine.” I sat down and tried to pull my underwear back up but grandpa stopped me. “Let it all hang out. I’m naked. I don’t see any reason you shouldn’t be.” I kicked my underwear to the side. Grandpa Lewis pulled my T-shirt off too. We were now sitting together naked, both of us with erections. Was this what it was like to be so care free living on your own? Grandpa definitely seems to be very comfortable with his body and wasn’t ashamed to flaunt it. I wish I had his confidence. As we sat there I could still feel that thick gooey paste stuff between my cheeks. Slathering my hole. I thought about what it could be, perhaps I was sweating a lot during the night? Whatever it was I decided to take a shower. I told grandpa that I was going to go get cleaned up. He pointed me towards the bathroom. It felt good being able to let the water cascade over me. Now that I was alone I was able to inspect my butt more. I couldn’t figure out how much was down there. The water from the shower carried it away. I wondered if any of that came from inside me. I shoved a finger up inside me feeling for any of that mysterious white goo. It didn’t feel like there was anything inside. As I felt my hole I was feeling pretty good. So I decided to finger myself in the shower. I was masturbating while playing with my ass when I heard a knock on the door. “Kenny? You done yet? I gotta piss.” I pulled my fingers out of my ass and quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. “Yeah I’m done grandpa. I’m getting out.” “Good.” As I stepped out of the shower the door to the bathroom opened up. Grandpa Louis came in and walked to the toilet and pointed his dick towards it. The toilet was between the shower and the door. Grandpa was blocking my exit. He was just a few inches away from me. “Grandpa I should step out.“ He grabbed me by the shoulder and brought me in close. “Not so fast Kenny boy. How about you get down and watch me drain the lizard?” He was holding his dick in one hand and pressing down on my shoulder with the other. “What? Why?” I was on my knees at that point. Grandpa putting his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards his dick. My mouth almost bumped it. I was super close, more close than I wanted to be. “I told you I was going to teach you about gay stuff right? Well some gay men like to watch other men piss. It’s no big deal. Just check out my flow. You may be impressed by how heavy it is.” Grandpa started to piss in the toilet with me next to his dick. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to feel uncomfortable or not. I did want him to teach me about gay life. But this seemed more specific. Do guys really get into this sort of thing? I had to admit it was impressive to see how strong and fast his yellow stream was filling the toilet bowl. “That’s it boy. Nothing like a little morning piss. Come on, get in closer.” Closer? How was I supposed to get closer? I could see it very well from how close I was already. Grandpa pushed me towards the tip of his cock and I was so close to it that at that point the mist spray from his urine torrent was splashing on my lips a little. I didn’t say anything out of fear that it would get in my mouth. Then his stream abruptly stopped. “Had to stop the flow for a bit. Hey Kenny have you heard of water sports?“ “No, what’s that?“ Grandpa then turn to face me. His semi hard dick hanging above my face. “It’s when guys like you and me like too feel the piss on them and in them. It’s a kink play. Some guys even like to drink it.“ He was now caressing my face. “Really? That sounds way too kinky for me. I don’t think I could do that.“ “It’s easy really. Here, let me show you. Open your mouth.“ “What? No! I’m not gonna drink your piss grandpa!” “I never said I was going to make you. I’m just trying to give a demonstration. Do you trust me?” “…yes.” “Good then open your mouth wide for me. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.“ I looked at him and then to his cock there was a yellow drop of piss hanging off his tip. I wasn’t sure what this demonstration was supposed to be, but he did say that he wasn’t going to make me drink anything. At least I think he did. I opened my mouth wide like he asked. Grandpa Lewis then put a hand on the back of my head and another hand on his cock and was pointing it into my mouth. “Now then. If you were to do water sports, and if you were a piss drinker. It would be best to drink it directly from the tap. Some guys like to take it up the ass too. But more commonly they like it straight down their piggy throats.“ Grandpa then inched his cock into my mouth. I could feel the warmth radiating off of it, and I could almost taste his flavor on my breath without touching it. My tongue didn’t touch his head, but it did make contact with that piss drop hanging. I could taste it. It was salty and tangy. I didn’t think I really liked it all that much. But it was just one drop. “Yeah I’ve had quite a few pig boys drink for me. They all love it. I’m not saying you’re a piss pig Kenny boy. Just trying to show you options. And now here comes the fun part.“ Grandpa let his head tilt back and his belly muscles clenching in his bladder relaxed. He let out a sigh. “Ooooooh yeah…. Here it comes.“ His cock twitched as it hovered in my mouth a couple of times as I saw his body relax. At that point I knew exactly what was going to happen. I pulled my head away and then got up to my feet. As I did grandpa let out a stream of piss. It hit me on my belly and got on my legs. “Grandpa gross!“ He then redirected his stream back to the toilet and started laughing. “Relax Kenny boy. It was just a joke.“ “You peed on me!” I grabbed a towel to wipe myself off. “Just a tiny little stream. I knew you would get out of the way. I did say it was coming didn’t I?“ “Yeah… you did.” “Relax. It’s just a little prank. Guys do it all the time.” I squeezed past him and left the bathroom. I guess he was sort of right. I knew some guys do pull weird pranks on each other. Maybe some of them even did pranks like that. Still I wasn’t too happy over getting urine on me. But what would have happened if I hadn’t gotten away in time? Just that one little drop that met my tongue was weird enough of a taste. I seriously doubt I could handle everything that was coming out of him. Plus we shouldn’t actually perform any fetish stuff on each other. Demonstrations and explanations are fine but his dick got surprisingly close to touching the inside of my mouth. Grandpa was definitely a very bold guy. Not the type you’d want to play chicken with. I waited in the living room for him to come out. I wondered what we were going to do today. Perhaps more gay lessons? But preferably less invasive like in the bathroom. Grandpa walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me hugging me. I felt his rock hard dick rubbing against my butt cheek. “Okay Kenny boy. Your grandpa is all boned up and needs some action. This dick of mine needs an ass to drill into and blow a load.“ Grandpa then pointed his dick at my crack and slipped his cock head in past my cheeks. It pressed up against my hole. He moved his hips forward while holding my shoulders and was applying quite a lot of pressure. ”GRANDPAH NO! YOU CANT!” The short man stood up on his tiptoes so his dick could get more reach and applied even more force on me. So much more that my hole started to hurt as it felt like his tip was starting to part my sphincter. Then he let go of me and pulled his dick away, stepping back. “Not yours silly boy. I meant one of my friends I know in a different unit next door.” He giggled. “Had you going there for a second.“ I took a moment to catch my breath. Wow that was pretty scary. Not only was it because it was my grandfather, but he has AIDS. That would have been totally wrong on so many levels. He walked over to the couch and pulled out a pair of underwear and a tank top that was between the cushions and threw them on. “All right then. I’ll be back in a couple hours. You hold down the fort all right? Later I’ll take you someplace fun.“ “Sure, sure.“ I was coming down. Bring my headspace back to normal. He mentioned a fun place? That actually sounded cool. Perhaps somewhere in the city? I’ve never been anywhere in the city before so I got a little excited. I followed him to the door. “You won’t be gone too long will you?“ He raised an eyebrow at me. “I gotta take care of this raging boner sonny boy. If I stay here any longer, who knows what might happen to your virgin ass.” That made me gasp a little. “I’m kidding! Jeez you gotta learn a sense of humor.“ He stood up on his tiptoes again and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Don’t get up to too much trouble now.“ Then shut the door behind him, leaving me on my own.

Had the same idea but not rugby- football, soccer. Twinks with 6pack. First laughing, than staring, than having a boner and than breeding. And at the end giving me a shower

part 2 Dinner went fine. Grandpa and I talked about my college plans, dads renovations, potential subjects for me to study. I wasn’t sure about what I wanted to do. He said I’d figure it out eventually. We talked about how long he had been living where he was. It had been well over a decade in the same place. He had made a bunch of friends with a lot of the guys in the apartment complex. He knew everyone who lived there and that a lot of them where fun to hang out with. He told me he’d introduce me to some of them in time after I settled in more. We were watching tv together. I was playing on my phone. At some point in the knight I wanted to ask about why we barely see him these days. “So grandpa. Last time I saw you, I was probably 8. Is there a reason you don’t come to visit?” Grandpa Lewis looked at me like the question wasn’t that big a deal. “I see your dad on occasion, every now and again. But there’s no reason in particular. I’m an older man set in my ways. I don’t have a car either so I am fine with staying up here. Anyway my lifestyle is better for in the city versus down in the suburbs where you and your folks are.” “What life style is that?” He didn’t seem like the socialite. More like the type to spend his days at home. “You see Kenny boy. I have certain apatites that are easy to satisfy while I am up here. I get lonely from time to time so it’s easy for me to find companionship, male companionship if you know what I mean.“ I did know what he meant. But did that also imply that he was trying to say that he was gay? “Grandpa, are you saying that you like men? You’re gay?” He smiled at me. “Fruitier than a box of fruit loops I’m afraid. It took me a while to figure it out in my youth. But shortly after your dad was born I realized who I was. Ever since I have lived uninhibited with no limits.“ He chuckled and patted my shoulder. That was surprising. I had no idea he was like that. Dad never mentioned it. “Does dad know?“ “Nah I never told him. Not because I was hiding it. Because he never asked.“ I had to admit I admired his confidence to be true to himself, even if dad never knew about it. It kind of made me feel ashamed for hiding it myself for so long. “Wow, that’s pretty cool that you have it all figured out.“ “When you get to a certain age you just kind of stop caring about what people think. If one person doesn’t like what you have to offer then you dump them and go onto the next. There are plenty of people out there willing to except all you have to give.“ his confidence made me feel more ashamed. “Yeah, I guess so.” “Hey now, why the long face? Something bothering you? You can tell your dear old grandpa.” I was nervous to tell him. But at the same time I figured it made sense for the safest person you could possibly come out to would be another gay dude. Especially a gay family member. And since he never told dad about himself, perhaps he could keep it a secret until I was ready to tell him myself. “Well it’s just that, I’m gay too.“ Grandpa Lewis’s face lit up. He looked genuinely surprised. “Really?! You don’t seem the type. I never would have guessed sonny boy.“ I had his full attention now. “But my parents don’t know about it yet. I was gonna wait till after college to-“ Grandpa Lewis interjected. “No need to explain anything to me. My lips are sealed. What goes down in this apartment stays in this apartment.” that was such a relief. I felt like a big weight was lifted off my shoulders. It felt good to finally be able to tell someone in my family, and I was happy it was someone who also knew what I was going through. At this point I felt like I was starting to warm up to grandpa Lewis a lot more. “Thanks grandpa!“ I leaned in to give him a hug. He wrapped his arms around me and we embraced warmly. He had a bit of a musky smell to him but it was fine, I didn’t mind it. At one point I think I heard him sniff deeply. When we broke off the hug, grandpa Lewis still had an arm around over my shoulder and his other hand rubbing my chest for reassurance. It felt affectionate and I appreciated the gesture. “You know you can come to me for anything right Kenny? There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my precious grandson. Absolutely anything you could think of.“ We were now partially cuddling on the couch together. My head was on his shoulder and his hand was on my hip holding me. It may have been a little much for me since I wasn’t a kid anymore but the occasion felt like it called for it. “I know that now, thanks grandpa.“ “If you like I can teach you all sorts of things about gay stuff. Would you like that Kenny boy?” “Yeah sure. I’d like that.“ “Have you played around with any boys yet?” I was embarrassed to admit it but I told him the truth. “No I haven’t had sex yet but I do know I like men.” “I see. I guess since you’re not out yet you probably haven’t had the time to seduce any boys your age, or mature men who’d like a sweet young thing like you.” “No no. Nothing like that.” “I for one have have sampled many men in my days. Probably in the thousands” “Wow really?! That’s insane.” I was looking up at him as he looked down on me, his hand gently rubbing my hip. I was genuinely impressed. Wither it was an exaggeration or not, just playing around with a handful of guys would impress me. “Not all at once of course. It happens over a long period of time. And of course it comes with the risks of decades of barebacking.” “Barebacking? What’s that?” I was pretty sure I knew what it was but I had only heard of it in the context of Internet porn so I tend to not use that as a blueprint for real life. “It’s not using condoms. Feeling a cock in you skin to skin and dumping the cum in one another. That’s how I’ve always done it. Never used one in my life. Heck, it eventually lead to producing you didn’t it?” “Yeah but aren’t you worried about STDs?” “Already have it.” “Hu?” “AIDS. Ive been poz for many years. It’s no big deal.” “Really?! I’ve heard it was pretty bad.” I can’t believe it. My grandfather has AIDS? I’ve heard about it from health class and they always made it out to be a horror show. “Oh it definitely can be. You can manage it with simple meds now and it basically becomes essentially nothing. That is if you keep up with meds. But you can’t go through life living in fear. I don’t let anything stop me from enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. We’re all warm blooded men and we have needs.” It was a lot to take in. But he seemed like a jolly old man so he must be content with his life. So who am I to worry about him? We continued on like that for a couple more hours. Just sitting there and watching TV. Grandpa Lewis was much sweeter then I though he was going to be. I think I was going to like staying here for the summer. Eventually it got to the point where we had to head to bed. I normally slept in the nude but this time I had on a T-shirt and a pair of baggy boxers. I guess that’s going to be my bedtime attire for the next few months. Grandpa Lewis took off his tank top and his underwear. I turned around before I saw anything. I assumed he was getting pajamas on. The lights got turned off and I crawled in bed. I tried to scoot to the edge to give him enough room but the bed was small. I turned to my side and that seemed to help. Grandpa got in bed too and his front was pressed up against my back almost like we were spooning. Was this really going to work? “Now normally I sleep nude Kenny boy, but since you have you’re underwear on I figure no sense in me changing that. You got a fabric to protect your virtue.” He was nude in bed? Now that he mentioned it I did feel something press against my butt. It had to have been his private parts. I felt fairly uncomfortable with it but I was in his only bedroom and he was letting me stay for free so I shouldn’t be too prudish over how he wants to keep his routine as regular as possible. I didn’t want to mention his downstairs making contact with me so I asked about the bed size. “Are you sure this will be enough room for us? It’s a little close.” I tried wiggling further to give more space between us but there was no more space to give. Grandpa put an arm around my waist. “We’re fine Kenny. I’ve slept with guys like this all the time, it works. If you’re worried about my junk, don’t be. You have your layer on. Don’t need my old python finding a young new cave to slither into in the middle of the night. I swear it has a mind of its own, he he he.” He chuckled, I laughed a little too at his crude joke despite the awkward situation. He was a funny guy and not afraid to be unfiltered. We got comfortable and focused on trying to sleep. I tried re-adjusting more but no luck. “Really you’re fine.” He whispered in my ear. “If you didn’t have those boxers on, who knows. It has managed to sneakily worm its way up in some guys who have slept in the nude with me in the past. And I’m sure the darn thing can’t recognize the difference between a family members hole from a floozies hole so it wouldn’t have any hang ups about going for your back door.” He sounded like he was being silly. There’s no way a penis could just casually go up someone’s butt in their sleep. I laughed at his joke then focused on trying to get to sleep. I was having a hard time sleeping. At one point in the middle of the night I woke up and my baggy boxers had bunched up on my waist revealing my butt cheeks. Grandpa Lewis was sleeping and snoring. His penis was half erect. I could feel it poking me. It must have been big. But it was also resting on my bare ass underneath my boxers. I tried wiggling my butt a bit to try and maneuver it away and it seemed like my movement was getting it harder. I was unintentionally making it more inconvenient for me. My wiggling at one point made his penis fall between my cheeks. It didn’t touch my hole but it was close. His tip felt big, really big like a golfball. Damn what did it look like? I was getting really embarrassed even though I was the only conscious person in the room. It kept digging against me as it got more erect. I thought about grandpas joke, about it having a will of it’s own and wanting to crawl into whoever it had access to. I knew he was kidding but I was getting nervous and held still. I didn’t want to move anymore or else I might wake him up. I closed my eyes and tried sleeping. The last thing I remember before fading off was the feeling of something warm and wet poking my butthole. At another point later in the night or very early morning I might have been partially woken by something. It was a shaking sensation jiggling the bed, and perhaps heavy breathing? I felt my butthole being gently poked in rhythm with the shaking sensation. I had no idea what was going on but it felt kinda good so I wiggled my butt back into the mysterious shaking pressure. The brief moment of consciousness only lasted a few seconds before I dozed off again.

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Ok all you nasty sick fags, got inspired for another chapter. Hope to keep it going sooner! Enjoy and please leave your comments! And for the record, yes, I cannot wait to make this story a reality! DIRTY LOVE Bliss takes over and I feel myself slide down to the dirty wet floor, falling in front of the toxic top that just came in me. Instinctually I suck the dick clean. Kneeling next to Nic as he does the same. Breathing heavy, I kind of lose track of my bearings for a minute, but Nic snaps me back to reality when his hand touches my shoulder. Pulling me to my feet. He looks at me with a serious face. Not frowning. Not smiling. Just serious. Nic – Follow me. Nic turns and heads back toward the bathroom. I follow him closely. Nic walks to the back of the bathroom and pushes into the stall. I step inside with him. Nic – I need to talk to you. I nod. Nic – I really like you, but you need to know a few things. Me – I like you too. Nic – Yah, but do you know what we both just did? I nod. Nic – I like you, but I don’t care about your sexual wellbeing or health. I just want to have fun. Me – Okay? Nic – Braden, I will never stop someone from fucking you, no matter what. I will never judge you for anything you do, but I basically think that any guy has the right to fuck and use both of us. I love seeing nasty, sick, dirty, fucked up bastards fuck you. It like really makes me hard! I just start to smile. Both of us standing close, face to face. I kiss Nic, hard. Our lips lock. I pull off for a minute. Me – You like seeing me get fucked up, used, and pumped full of nasty, dirty, toxic cum? Nic – Mmmmm fucking god yes! Nic kisses me hard, biting my lip. I moan into his mouth, pressing in, not pulling away as he bites down. I grab his body and slam him hard into the wall. Animalistic lust taking over. His hands scratching down my body as he shoves two fingers into my cummy hole. Nic breaks the kiss and shoves me down on the ground. He spits in my face. Nic – You’re fucking trash, Braden! Just a couple holes to use! I moan and nod at him as he kneels down on the dirty wet floor. Toilet paper, beer bottles, a needle, and trash all over. Piss staining the toilet, right next to my head. Nic – This is the only way I could ever make love to someone. Me – You’re so fucked up! We grin….I lift my legs as Nic pulls them onto his shoulders. His cock pulled out of his jock. Me – Make love to me, Nic! I want you inside my, please. Slide your raw dick into my guts! Nic grins at me as he pushes his cock head just into my hole. It easily enters. We lock eyes as we both let out a beautiful moan, welcoming each other together without any barriers or secrets. Nic – I wanna be poz with you babe! Me – I know… I do too! Nic – Fuck yes! Me – No meds ever! Nic – Ohhhhh you fucking filthy pig! God damn I love you! Nic starts to pump my ass. His cock churning the toxic dirty cum that was just pumped into my ass, along with so many other loads. His cock is coated in cum as our bodies glue together next to the dirty toilet. I pull him down closer to me as we look into each other’s eyes, sweat dripping from Nic’s face onto mine. Nic – My god your ass feels amazing! Me – Your cock is fucking heaven! I want you fucking me for the rest of my life! Nic – As long as I’m not the only one using your ass! Be the fucking little bitch faggot you were born to be! Me – Live fast. Nic – Die young. Me – Yeah, fuck me you sick fucker!!! Nic speeds up. Nic – FUCKKKK YES! Braden, take my fucking dirty load you beautiful sick fuck! We both moan out as Nic’s body jerks and convulses. His cock is throbbing deep in my ass. I feel him like I’ve never felt anyone cum in me before. My legs slide down to the side and Nic collapses on top of me. Holding each other on the floor together. Nic – Thank you, Braden. I’ve been looking all over for you. Me – You found me.

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This is a real life experience of mine that's pretty hot (at least to me!) on a number of levels - first it involves a military guy, a favorite type of mine; second it has a great (and ultimately harmless) revenge factor in it; and finally it took place in my early 20s and was my first encounter with doing T. Though my family was 4th generation New York City on both sides, my parents chose to move to the burbs 15 miles north of Manhattan before I was born (so of course, as soon as I went to College at 17, I went to a NYC university and moved myself BACK there!). Sometime around the time I was about 6 or 7, which would be 1968 or 1969, a feud among two groups of kids in my neighborhood evolved from screaming matches and minor mischief to an all-out "war" - of rotting apples no less - hurled with astonishing accuracy one late summer evening. The combatants included my older brother (now a police sergeant) and most of the other kids of the 13 - 16 year old age group. I was just an innocent by-stander who happened to be considered a prime target by the "bullies" my bro and his friends were fighting. Therefore, one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood, who was also an astonishingly good southpaw pitcher on the playing field, clocked me in rapid succession with an apple to the gut, and then one to the head. I went down like I was pole-axed, gasping to breathe as the wind had been knocked out of me... the result of seeing a little kid down and not breathing broke the battle up immediately and the "bullies" took off majorly chagrined. Within just a year or two, the kid who pegged me was shipped off by his parents to the military to get him under control... Fast forward to 1985. I had just finished a summer stock season and had 10 days before I was due at a regional theater in the midwest for a 5 month run. I had a guy subletting my apartment in NYC through 'til the end of that run, so I really couldn't go back to my apartment for the 10 days. My parents were cool with me staying in my old room in the 'burbs, so I was staying at the old homestead. I was horny - having lived in NYC since 1980 when I headed to college, I was used to sex anytime I wanted it - not just bars, but sex clubs, the Rambles in Central Park, the Trucks in the Village, bathhouses, the Y on 62nd Street, you name it. Back in those days even the burbs had gloryholes in almost every department store... so since I wanted sex and not chat with old buddies at the local gay bar, I popped over to the mall to see if there was any action. Sure enough, the T-room at Bamburgers was hopping - too busy to get anything done, really. I found myself cruising a real hottie - blond buzz cut, 'stache, mirrored sunglasses - screamed "MILITARY"! - and he was cruising me right back. With a jerk of his head to the door, he headed out and I followed. Out on the sales floor he says to me, "got anywhere to go?" and I told him no, I was staying with my parents for a few days. He laughs and says that he was in exactly the same situation! Both of us were very frustrated when he says, "you cool with doing it outside, so long as its somewhere no one could see us?". I told him that was great with me, lead the way. He had taken the bus, so we went to my car and I told him to direct me where we were going. Soon enough, we're headed down the main road my 'rents live on and I say "are we close?" and he said we were. I started to laugh and of course he asked why and I said, "because that green house up there is my parents house..." Turns out HIS parents lived right around the corner - I asked where we were going to play and he asked if I knew the path through the woods behind his house that led to an old cemetery. I knew it well and also knew the abandoned graveyard was not patrolled - it was an excellent suggestion on a warm summer night. He said he needed a few things from inside the house and I said I'd go drop the car back at my parents and meet him on the street in front of his house in five minutes. I dropped off the car and pulled my knapsack from the trunk, stuffing a picnic blanket into it, and returned to his parents house. He was waiting for me with a military rucksack, and I followed him along the side of the house into the back yard and on the path through the woods. There was a moon, so we could see, although everything was in stark contrast. I indicated his rucksack as we walked. "Military?" I asked. "Yep, army helicopter pilot on leave," was the response. "Damn hot" I told him. "You're pretty damn hot yourself, man" was his response. "You grew up to be real eye candy." I stopped walking for a second. "Wait a minute. Do I know you?" He started to chuckle, "I'm afraid you do, but you might not realize its me. I think I've owed you an apology for about 15 years...". And that was when I started to laugh along with him. "See," he said. "You do remember." "Kinda' hard to forget - you pitch a mean fastball..." "I pitch a mean fuck too, but I think I kind of owe it to you to let you start this thing on top..." "Damn straight, man." "Nothin' straight about it...". We both laughed. "So you're... John, right?" I said. "Yep," he said, "and if I recall, so are you?" I nodded as we both continued to chuckle. We came out of the woods at that point and came into the rear portion of the old cemetery. The land was cleared of trees but only a few tombstones were scattered around here and there - the main portion of the graveyard was up a 20 foot slope on the other side of the field. There were hundreds of monuments and tombstones and even a couple of crypts up there. We found a flat likely spot away from the path and screened by a few stones. I threw down the picnic blanket. I let him know that I had poppers and KY in my kit as we sat down. "Cool" he said, and pulled something out of his rucksack. It was a pipe made out of glass, and although I'd never seen one like it, it was not a pot pipe nor a crackpipe. He put something that looked like a big piece of road salt into it and heated it up from underneath with a lighter. "What is that?" I asked. "You not cool with getting high?" he replied. "No problem, I've done a bunch of different things, but what is that?" It being the '80s and having been a club kid all through university, I'd done pot, which bored me; and ecstasy, which made me throw up; and coke, which could be fun during sex, but damn expensive, and faded too fast. I wasn't interested in PCP or anything that would make me hallucinate, and crack was something I was leery of. He assured me it wasn't crack, it was crystal and after taking a big hit himself he leaned over and shotgunned it to me. The vapor was much smoother than any weed I'd ever had (I wasn't then and never have been a cigarette smoker) and it was easy enough to inhale from him. After I exhaled, he held the pipe up to my lips with the lighter underneath and told me to draw slow and steady. I did, amazingly not coughing like I would with 420, and after a few moments, exhaled a pretty big cloud of white vapor. "Excellent," he said. "Now take another big hit and shotgun it back to me." I did so, and the next few minutes were spent shotgunning hits back and forth and making out. It only took a little while for me to feel an effect and I thought it was awesome. "Fuck!" I said. "I thought I was horny before, this stuff has me ready to tear your clothes to shreds!" "Then let's get naked" he replied. We both started ripping our clothes off and tossing them aside - we were screened enough, and I was getting high enough that being totally naked where someone just might see us didn't concern me in the least. Turns out he had a great body (no surprise) with awesome pecs, with the right amount of blond fur all over. He was about two inches shorter than me, so about 5'10" but with that muscled chest he was a bit broader than my ripped but trimmer dancer frame and he outweighed me by probably 15 pounds. Our cocks were basically a match - average in length, but both fatter than normal and circumsized, though his ballsac hung down a LOT lower than mine did - I envied him that! Despite the tina, we were both sporting hardons. We did a few more puffs on the pipe while feeling each other up, then fell down into a 69, both of us sucking cock like our lives depended on it. I remember that cock being so amazing to suck and this went on for quite sometime, but I kept being distracted by little glimpses of paradise beyond his lowhangers. I came up for air... "Damn, I gotta get my tongue in your hole man...". "Yeah, baby," he replied. "Let's take another hit, then get your face in my ass and get it ready for your cock." Out came the lighter, white vapor curled, we puffed and shotgunned a few times and then he lay down on his back and lifted those legs. I pulled my poppers out of my bag. This was the real stuff in those days - amyl - and handed him the bottle. He took a big huff and passed them to me, and I took a huge huff as well. I got the top back on and slipped the bottle back in his hand just as they hit me and I went animal. I slid my knees on either side of him, pulled his legs way up and dove face first into that hairy hole. I was so intent on eating that hot manhole for all I was worth that I felt like I was shoving my tongue and half my head up his channel. He was nearly apoplectic with horniness as he thrashed and moaned under me, muttering "eat me man, eat me..." between moans for at least 15 minutes. Finally, I heard him huff the poppers and he said "Do it now man. FUCK ME!" I lowered his legs to my shoulders and dripped saliva onto my cock. No way I was stopping to find the KY now! He held the poppers under my nose while I did a hit, then returned the bottle to his nose while I slowly but steadily pressed into that butch butthole. Heaven. Between the poppers, the crystal, the fact that he was a hot military dude it was already one of my hottest fucks to date. That's when he pulled the final card. "Do me man! Fuck that hole. Punish me for being the fucked up bully I was to you. Take it out on my hole man - punish me good and make me your bitch tonight." THAT sent me into maniac mode. I literally roared (probably loud enough for some houses back in the neighborhood to hear if their windows were open) and WAILED on his hole. I fucked him missionary, I fucked him doggie, I pulled him onto my lap and made him ride me, then stood us up with his legs around my back and fucked him standing - which if I'd thought about it made us visible to anyone who happened to be cutting through the woods. We wound up back on the ground face to face when I finally blasted him full of cum, an orgasm that in my enhanced state felt like none I'd ever had before. "Now that was a grudge fuck for the ages, man. Way to go!" I remember him saying. "Let's puff up and then its my turn... you'll be amazed at the stamina this shit gives you." He put more rocks in the pipe and we puffed and made out and shotgunned and puffed. Then he had me stand up. "Show me that dancer butt you're going to give me." I turned around and heard him huffing poppers behind me then he grabbed my ass from his kneeling position and dove face into my crack. Locking my knees, I bent forward at the waist, and moaned as that tongue hit my hungry hole. I picked up the poppers and took two hits, closed the bottle then reached back and pulled my cheeks open further to allow his tongue better access. Then utilized my dancer's flexibility by wrapping my hands around my lower legs, sticking my head between my legs and licking and slurping on his balls and the tip of his cock. That set him off and he pulled away from my hole and hissed, "on your back, on your back, gotta fuck this ass...". Happy to oblige, I got on my back, spread and lifted my legs and smiled. He handed me the poppers, I hit them as he was spitting on his cock, and handed him back the bottle. His hard tool brushed my pucker as he took his hit and when the euphoria hit me I practically pulled him into me. No KY for me either, and I didn't seem to need it either (which was unusual for me, who topped way more than bottomed). His cock felt amazing, I'd never taken a cock so quickly, so easily and so comfortably before... the stuff in that pipe was freakin' awesome! He threw me an excellent fuck - as promised - and like I did with him, he changed our position a number of times. He got me back onto my back on the ground and skitched around to pull out the pipe and lighter and we traded hits with his cock still in me. When he put the equipment down he wrapped my legs over his back and leaned in and drove his tongue into my mouth, deeply frenching while he ground his cock in deep, slow, insistent circles in my willing hole and after a few minutes of this mind-blowing screwing, blew his wad into my butt and collapsed onto my chest laughing. When his cock deflated a bit and slipped out of me, he rolled over and got out the stuff to reload his pipe. It was obvious that neither of us was remotely close to being finished with this play session, just like he warned me. We puffed some more and then he smirked at me, "so both our slut holes are full of manjuice just waiting to be licked out man... up for it?". Hell yes I was! We each took a hit of poppers and threw ourselves into a violent anal 69 driving our tongues as far into each other's hairy hole in order to find the nectar there. We were both insane with lust, and loving every minute. We went on for a few more hours, fucking, sucking, rimming, 69ing and each dropped another load or two in the other's willing hole when we realized we probably should draw this to a close. It had to be around 3AM. We packed up and started walking back through the woods. As we walked I thanked him for bringing the pipe and told him I thought it was incredible. "That it is," he replied. "But I gotta tell ya' there's a bit of a downside. You probably won't be able to sleep tonight, but you should lie down and relax anyway... and you'll likely still be horny as hell in the morning. What's your day like tomorrow anyway?" I told him it was totally free and he smiled. "Excellent. I think I know a way we can continue this later... give me your parents number" (Remember, this was before cellphones). He turned aside to go into his house and promised to call me around 11AM. I got home and tiptoed up to my old room, where I basically lay on the bed tweaking my nips, jerking my cock or fingering my hole. It all felt just fine. Just after 11 he called and said he'd "figured it out" and to pick him up at noon at his parents. We drove back to the mall and he had me head to the area where the buses came in. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up and among those getting out was another military looking guy who I was told was coming with us, and that we had a room waiting at the Holiday Inn around the corner. His friend got in the car and introductions were made, and we laughed over us being, John, John and Sean. Sean was a square-jawed soldier, african-american taller than either of us but slimmer in build. While Sean and I stayed in the car around the corner from the office, John went into get keys. He came around the building and signaled us the room number. We waited for him to walk to it and open the door, then I parked and we went over to the room. I pulled my trusty knapsack with me and both of the guys had their rucksacks. Once in the room, John explained that Sean was also on leave, was a fuck buddy of his (though very carefully for both, as they were in active service) and that when Sean was home on leave, he was the one that could supply John, and now us, with those magic crystals. Sean had a water pipe with him which he loaded up and this was even smoother than the small straight pipe John and I used the night before. We puffed and puffed and shared smoke and the clothes came off... Sean proved to have another toned military body, and was pretty much hairless except pubes, eyebrows and head. His ass was beautiful and his cock was long and thin, definitely longer than either John's or mine. We got higher and then got to business, Sean's cock and ass proved as tasty as they looked, and what followed was an awesome three way where each one of us was fucked by each of the others, rimmed and sucked by each of the others, filled with cum by each of the others, and generally had an awesome chem-filled fuckapalooza. Though I had DP'd before as a top, and did so for both of these guys too, I had never had two cocks up MY butt at the same time... but after Sean pushed a few crystals up mine and I huffed on the poppers, I soon was sitting on two soldier's rifles at the same time... freakin' amazing! I was seriously glad that an older buddy had taught me how to be a good fisting top when I was 19 because at one point I had the two soldiers in front of me, on their knees side by side, while I had my whole hand and wrist in each manhole. It was truly awesome. I had done threeways before this in my young life, but none this hot. We played until Sunday morning, when I need to get home and they needed to get ready to finish their leave. Never did get to see either of them again, but DAMN, what a hot weekend, and what a great way to get back at a bully!

4. Member of the Team I woke up naked covered in mud with a mouth that tasted like a sick raccoon had thrown up in it. My head felt kicked in by a moose. After the automated sprinklers went on way before dawn, I had been feverishly hot but the wetness and cold made me stir. I had no idea where I was. It was still dark. I heard hissing like snakes around me, then water gushed periodically over my skin. It took a couple of good drenches to motivate me get moving. It was a struggle, I got to tell you, just to get on my hands and knees. One palm on the ground, rest; one bent knee, rest; another palm on the ground—rising up was obviously going to take a while. By the time I got on all fours, I had pieced together enough flashes of the previous evening to realize there was a narrative, if I followed it, which led to me struggling to crawl out of the bushes, being soaked by a cold spray, and caked in mud. I had been fucked for the first time in my life. That part was now clear. I remembered it was by my hot roommate, who I subsequently fisted and jerked off in his ass. This was also a premiere event. I was in back of the library, but looking around, saw no sign of said hot roommate, good ol' fist and cock taker, Drake Chadwick. Pulling on clothes over a muddy body has got to be one of the most uncomfortable feelings in the world, but I’m not about to cross campus naked, so I suck it up and get back to the dorm uncomfortably but uneventfully. A Goth girl has done an all-nighter at the reception desk, and she wants to look at me as much as I want to be looked at. I slip up to my room, find it’s empty, and bring a towel to the group showers. I spend ten minutes just letting the warm spray wash over my head. When I get back to the room it’s still dark outside, and I lay on my bed, I swear, for two seconds, and instantly my alarm screams at me with the blinding sun shining through the open window. Still no beefcake Drake. Somehow I make it to the pool by seven a.m. For everyone but me this is first practice for the water polo team. Since I missed the tryouts, this is, by default, my tryout. I gotta admit to you, swimming’s my thing. I don’t know water polo from horsey polo. But it’s in a swimming pool, so how hard can it be. I’m wearing the Levi cutoffs from home, which is the only swimsuit I own. I stand out from the rest of the team like some Okie cousin. Everyone's in identical red speedos, and everyone’s trying to avoid eye contact, which makes me even more self-conscious. Of course it’s Reznor, with his scruffy chin beard, who’s the first one to shout out to me in his Foghorn Leghorn drawl, “Nice shorts, Daisy Mae,” which makes several of his blond boys snicker. The best I can do with my cobweb-for-a-brain is to flip him the bird. Great come back, yeah, I know. There’s an earsplitting whistle bouncing off all the white tiles. Coach Brandon descends stairs from his office on the floor above like a Greek god coming to earth from Mouth Olympus. He’s wearing white shorts, white sneakers and a clingy red tank top, which only accentuates his bronze body reflected in the glassy pool. I’m sure I’m not the only one who thinks this way. Drake, in his red speedo, follows closely down the stairs. His cheeks are even more flushed than yesterday when I first met him jacking off in our dorm room. I recognize most everyone around the pool, but there are six older guys hanging out together. I figure they’re the ones that live in one of the townhouses. They’re older—only guys that are juniors and seniors get to live in the townhouses. I’ll leave out the commentary, but they’re six of the hottest bodies I’ve ever seen. All perfect V-shapes, six foot and up range, with lat spans like eagle's wings; a half dozen perfect specimens of the male form in every skin tone the good Creator blessed us with. “Break into groups of four,” coach says. “Townhouse, split three and three. Hannigan and Fernandez, you’ll relay first and again fourth. Freestyle up and back, and make sure your team touches the wall.” The townhouse guys form two groups in lane one and two. Paxton the stutterer, wee Tommy (who looks like he's been up all night and has a happy smile plastered on his face), Rafiki and I line up in lane three. Dick-face Reznor, Steve Reynold (who also looks a little out of it, but, man, what a Gluteus to the Maximus the boy has), the towering van den Haus, and beefcake Drake form a line in lane four. I glance over at my roommate, but he’s busy studying Haus’ acned back. Still won't make eye contact. Whatever. Coach gives out a shrill whistle again and Hannigan, Fernandez, Paxton, and Reznor dive in and crawl like madmen up the twenty-five yards to the end, submerge, twist and propel themselves off the far wall. They’re coming back, my boy Paxton’s ahead, with the two older guys in lanes one and two in hot pursuit, with Raznor’s bringing up the rear. Dip-shit is as slow as he is obnoxious. Paxton taps the wall and little Tommy does a giant leap over him and is in the lead for most of the first half, but two of the older boys from the townhouse catch up to him on the turnaround, and iron butt Steve Reynolds makes a huge effort and passes Tommy right before they touch the wall. The two swimmers from the townhouse were initially breaking away, but Raf’s large hands are making up some of the difference and shrinking their leads. House, by far the biggest guy on the team, is surprisingly fast. His shoulders roll powerfully; his traps bulge, flexing amazingly with each stroke. Both House and Raf tie with the older guys in the flip turn, and all four are neck-and-neck coming up to the wall. Hannigan and Fernandez are still catching their wind from their first effort, while Drake and I get ready for our teammates to tap the wall. They simultaneously tap, and the four of us dive roughly at the same time. I’m swimming like crazy, making a big splashy mess, and I see Drake is about even with me on my right. I give it my all and am gaining ahead of Drake but not the older guys. Then on the flip turn (which you have to realize this is another of my firsts in the past eight hours), I kick against the wall as hard as I can and feel, I know it’s nuts, a little of Drake cum squirt out my non-virgin butthole. My head’s pivoting both ways to see if I’m ahead of Drake and the townhouse boys—and I’m in the lead! My lungs burn, but my adrenaline is propelling me like a torpedo, and I see the pool’s wall in sight. As I make the tap, coach blows the whistle and I realize our team wins. Yay me! Yay lane three! But before I can celebrate with my fellow lane-mates, coach says, “Okay, again.” By the fourth time we’ve gone through these relays, most of the underclassmen, including me, are ready for the showers. Our lane has won three of the four trials and I’d like to end feeling good about my first day at practice, to be told how good I did and, yes, I’m on the team, but coach says to split into two-man groups. I look over at Drake and he finds his toes are more interesting than meeting my eye. Raf slaps my shoulder and he and I line up in lane six. (Now, if you’ve been doing the math, you’d know there are fourteen of us—for those on their phones in the back of the class: eight underclassmen, six upperclassmen—and yes, this will be on the final.) We break up in our pairs and take up seven of the eight lanes. Raf gets in front of me, and we go through backstroke, breaststroke, butterfly, and then freestyle. I’m exhausted but Raf and I do a decent job, taking at least second or third and one time first in all four of the events. Pube-face Raznor swallows a bunch of pool water on his last crawl and hurls some of it back into the pool filter. “C-c-classy,” says Kenworth Paxton, his cheek scars folding into his smile. Coach’s whistle shrieks a final time. He makes a final note on his clipboard, and fans the clipboard toward the showers. I follow Raf into the locker room and he introduces me to the townhouse guys. Their six names I immediately forget mostly because I’m trying not to stare—there’s a lot of flesh packed into those speedos. It strikes me how the townhouse guy’s packages are fully stuffed while all the underclassmen I met at dinner last night (except Raf, our dorm’s Resident Assistant, who I remember is a junior) seem to have crotches as flat as Ken dolls. Now that I’m looking at them, more like Barbies. Hannigan and Fernandez—their names I do recall—flank me as we walk through the rows of lockers. Hannigan tells me they’re co-captains and boyfriends. I’m sure their names will now stick. “You’re fast,” Hannigan says, “but you can’t keep twisting your head back and forth like you do.” “Control that,” Fernandez adds, encouragingly, “you’ll get more speed. But you looked good out there.” He smacks my wet Levis, and I know I’m grinning like a goon. They strip off their suit and Hannigan's got a massive Irish sausage surrounded by fiery red pubes, and Fernandez slides off his speedo and sports, not just a beautiful, meaty burrito, but the thickest black bush I’ve ever seen. It’s amazingly how he’s cropped it right to the edge of his speedo. The four other townhouse guys pass by clapping my shoulders and one smacks my butt—this hottie with a G.I. Joe jaw—welcoming me on board. At their lockers they all reveal an assortment of fat cocks, long cocks, cut and uncut. You gotta remember, at the lake back home, all I ever seen are old guys’ fifty- and sixty-year-old wieners, so taking in these young studs, it’s all I can do to not pop a boner in my fraying cutoffs—but then I freeze. What stops me mid-unbuttoning is seeing all the underclassmen, all those guys at last night’s dinner—stuttering Paxton, little Tommy, giant House, dick-face Raznor, bowling ball butt Steve Reynolds, even beefcake Drake—slowly peel off their swim suits, and every single one of them displays a shriveled cock compressed tightly inside a metal chastity cage. Just as I’m pulling down my Levis, the coach appears and says, “Dupree, my office.” Just a second ago there was a solemn droopiness hanging over the underclassmen. Suddenly, with those three words from the coach, the whole damn team turns into hooting and hollering idiots. I feel my cheeks burn without knowing why. Drake is barking and howling the loudest of all, the first time he’s looked at me all morning. He’s got a vengeful look in his eye that I totally don’t get. “Dupree. Now,” goes the coach. The two additional words makes the locker room explode into a bench-stomping, locker-banging, towel-snapping madhouse. I ascend away from the racket, looking back at the team with growing unease. *** Apparently Coach Brandon shares his office with Coach Rocco. Anyway, that’s what the name plate on the desk kitty-corner to the coach’s desk reads. The guy’s sitting there, hairy legs up on his desk reading a magazine. He glances up when Coach Brandon and I come in. There’s all these photos of the soccer team in action on the wall behind him. Extra points if you guessed he’s the soccer coach. The guy’s more compact than Brandon, handsome in a smarmy, Mafioso kind of way. The legs of his blue gym shorts are loose and it’s very apparent, to me anyway, the guy’s forgotten to wear anything under them—yep, there’s his big Mafioso pecker—which is A-Okay with me. His dark eyes see what I’m looking at. The black brows scowl in disapproval but he also makes no adjustment to cover his wang—again, fine by me. His jet black hair is slicked straight back, and he’s got a heavy five-o’clock shadow even though it’s barely nine. I say hey. He says nothing. Nice guy. Remind me not to sign up for the soccer team. “How’d he do?” Coach Rocco goes. Seems like a real asshole if you want to know the truth. I’m mean, I’m right in the room for Christ sakes. Who does that? Coach perches on the edge of his desk, and motions for me to take the metal chair by the door. I guess I’m gonna be here for a while. I’m still wet and the chair’s cold, but I’m not going to wuss out, so I just sit and look around the room. Next to my chair is an examination table with back rest bent at a forty-five degree angle. Probably in case of sport injuries, I reckon. Behind the coach in his corner there’s a fish tank humming away; Rocco’s corner has a lit up terrarium. A brilliant red fish swims around the aquarium, and in the rocks at the bottom, peaking out, looks like there’s an eel. Rocco’s terrarium has some kind of frog sitting in a pan of water and a large striped snake draped over some fake tree branches. Couple of animal lovers, I’m thinking. “He did okay. He’s gonna need training, though,” coach says to Rocco. I just love being talked about in third person. I feel it’s my duty to give a short lecture on gender binary assumptions, but Rocco’s eyebrows tell me that this isn’t the audience for it. “A lot of training,” coach goes on to Rocco. “But the talent’s there. Wing man, I’m thinking, to start. We’ll see how he does. Might be a good hole, who knows.” Rocco hisses a laugh. Should I be aware of a double entendre in sport-speak? I’m sure I’m just being paranoid because Rocco’s eyes grow bored and they travel back to the Sports Illustrated he’s holding. “You’ll need a lot more discipline, too, son, but we’ll cover that soon enough.” Coach takes an uncomfortably long beat checking me out before he moves to his aquarium. He picks up a can of fish pellets from his desk and knocks some flakes into the water. The red fish jumps on them. “You’re a water mammal, comfortable in the water. Grew up beaver or otter country, all those Vermont rivers and ponds, eh?” “Yep.” Don’t know where he’s going with this but I’m inclined to believe he’s saying I made the team. Just have to make it through some team philosophical tenets, is my guess. “Yeah, I definitely see that in you.” Coach goes to a cabinet, unlocks it, and takes out a glass jar of what look like creepy, squirmy pink worms. He uncaps the lid, draws out a worm and drops it in the tank. The eel shoots straight by the startled fish, and gobbles the worm furiously in a couple of chomps. Ick. “But first I need you to decide something. You can stay with your warm-blooded mammal roots—and that’s perfectly okay if you do. Dolphins are warm blooded mammals after all. Very team oriented, and smart as heck. But the team can always use a cold-blooded shark. No need to decide here and now. Just think about it. Either way, though, first step is to make you a sea creature. We need to lose all this mammal hair. I’m sure you saw no one on the team has a follicle on their body. Up here,” he points to the sparse hair coating my chest, then lower. “And down there. You okay with that?” “You want I should shave it?” “I’m sure you’ve noticed all the swimmers at the Olympics are all smooth.” “His armpits too,” Rocco pipes up behind his magazine. “Armpits, too,” agrees Brandon. “Yeah,” I say. “I can do it tonight.” “No. We do it now. If that’s all right with you. Waxing is much better than a razor.” He tosses me a red speedo. “Slip those on. You’re a creature of the sea from now on. Got it?” “Creature of the sea. Got it, coach.” It’s probably a stupid question, but sometimes I’m slow to catch on to things. “So does that mean I’m on the team?” I like to clarify. Sometimes more than once. “Almost. Couple of indoctrinations that we can take care of right here, right now, and then you’ll be fully pledged.” Should I be nervous that he’s slipping on a blue latex glove? Maybe it’s for reasons of hygiene I tell myself. “You make it sound like I’m joining a fraternity, coach.” Rocco looks up as I slip off my cutoffs and pull up the team’s red speedo. I make sure I pull on my member to plump it up, for Rocco’s benefit, before tucking it in place. “I’d call it more like a brotherhood, son.” Coach Brandon lights a white candle and rotates it around watching the wax melts. “Same tradition that the soccer team has, right Coach Rocco?” “Same traditions, Coach Brandon.” “Now, up on the table on your back, Dupree.” I climb on the cold metal table and lie back. Rocco looks up, grabs his water bottle and watches what the coach and I are up to. Coach swirls the melting wax around and sets the candle on the exam table. Then he does the craziest thing: he sticks his hand into the terrarium and pulls out the frog—or toad—or whatever. I’m not a biology major. “So, this is Benjie, the team’s mascot. He’s a transfer toad from Arizona’s Sonoran Desert. This is Kyle Dupree, Benjie.” Coach holds the thing in his palm and—hand to God—the toad croaks in my face like he’s saying hello. “Tradition is all new players give Benjie a lick for good luck, isn’t that right Coach Rocco?” “It’s tradition, Coach Brandon,” he says behind his magazine. “Not one athlete’s ever decline.” “Yeah,” I say, climbing off the table, “well you just found your first one declining.” Coach Brandon puts a hand on my chest and goddamn if he doesn’t flick his tongue over the toad’s back. “See. Tastes like chicken,” he laughs. Rocco comes up in back of Brandon, puts a hand on coach’s shoulder, and also darts his tongue across the mascot. “Mm-mm. Tasty toady,” he jokes, displaying all his pearly teeth. “Every one of my boys have done it, same as all of Coach Brandon’s. C’mon, Dupree. You a pussy?” One thing about me is don’t dare me something. So I frown, then, ready to be disgusted, stick out my tongue. Coach Brandon flips Benjie over and smashes the toad’s back across my tongue while squeezing it. All its little warts pop juice into my mouth. It’s disgusting, worse that I imagined—so goddamn nasty! Like licking a chalkboard eraser that’s soaked in a urinal. A rancid, gritty slime coats my mouth. Rocco hands me his water bottle and I swig back a ton, which only washes the nauseating pustules into my stomach. The gross taste fills my stomach, and after about half a minute a feeling builds like I’m going to puke. Coach’s putting Benjie back in his terrarium, while Coach Rocco reads my face and quickly grabs the waste basket. Just in time he puts it under my chin and I hurl last night’s burgers and curly fries. I’m feel waves of nausea roiling inside my guts. I don’t thinking I’m done puking. I hope the coaches are prepared because I’m not a quiet puker. I’m dizzy and reach out a hand to Coach Rocco to steady myself. My second round ralphing is twice as violent and three times as loud as the first. I think I even hear some sympathetic groans from the team downstairs. Coach Rocco rubs my back. “It’ll pass, buddy,” he says. “Just hang in there.” When I look at him again, there’s something in his dark brown eyes that looks incredibly sympathetic. I don’t think I saw that before. When I retch a third time, a little less violently this time, into his metal trashcan, afterward I see a goddamn aura of goodness shimmering around him. My hero with a bronze bucket of puke! And when I look at Coach Brandon I see the same care and concern and—for Christ sakes!—honest to God, I see actual loving hearts pouring out the coach’s eyes, like little heart icons floating up the screen on an app. This vision feels so intense. Everywhere I look is the most wonderful sight. The whole office is the most loving, the most fantastic office in the world. If heaven was an office, this would be God’s office. I can’t get these thoughts out of my head: Jesus would be the receptionist outside; they’re would be a typing pool of angels in row after row. The pencils on the desk are the most perfect pencils God’s ever created. I gasp! That red fish is the most awesome red fish in the entire world, and I’m the one looking right at it and it’s looking back at me. It’s the red fish of perfection! “Lie back, son. Just enjoy what you’re feeling. And, while you’re enjoying it,” Coach Brandon says, running a hand up and down my body—God it feel good, “let’s relieve you of this animal hair. Set free the beautiful sea creature inside you.” Is he really saying corny stuff like this? Does it matter? All that matters is his hand running over my body. As I lie back feeling I feel all the love of the universe, all at the same time, in every inch of me. I watch the coach aim his beautiful white candle over my abdomen and lets the liquid flow out. It stings as it hits the skin above my bellybutton, and he smears it around with a flat wooden stick—but I don’t mind the pain. Pain is pleasure says the coach, and I believe whatever coach says. Either coach for that matter. Immediately, he applies a cloth swatch over the drying wax, waits a few seconds, then rips it off, pulling with it a rectangle of belly hair. “Yow!” I place a hand over the now-smooth skin. “Shit, coach. That hurts,” I say, stupidly grinning. “Exactly,” he says, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Rocco coughs a laugh and pulls off my speedo. I’m loving it, every second. I take Rocco’s hairy paw and run it over my hardening cock. “So I don’t abuse you more than necessary, let’s use clippers to trim you,” says Coach Brandon. From his drawer he brings out barber clippers, snaps it on. He buzzes over the sparse hair on my chest, my arms, my legs, but he really goes to town on my crotch. Bunches of curly brown pubes he pulls out of the clipper blades. The vibration feels so good, I start trying to hump the clippers with my pelvis, which amuses manly Rocco. Rocco distracts me by twisting my very sensitive nipples. With Coach Brandon satisfied he’s buzzed away enough of my body hair, he’s back with the hot wax. He drips over my short crotch curlies and he pushes it around with the wooden stick. He applies the rectangle swath and zips it off. “Youch!” I feel half my pubic bone is smooth as a baby’s butt. He does this several more time, none of which hurts any less. In fact, the more he does it the more it hurts and the redder my skin gets. He feels his work running his hand over my bare crotch while avoiding my cock, but it doesn’t matter. It’s hard all by itself. Then coach drips wax over my balls. I let out a squelched yelp as Rocco bends down and plants his wet mouth on mine. Brandon rips off the wax from each ball, rubs each one with his thumb, and squeezes my entire sack to make sure all the hair is gone. I lose track of time as he rips off every follicle from my body. “I need you to flip around, son.” He lowers the back rest so the tables perfectly flat. I’ve got a stiffy, but lay on my belly anyway pressing it into the cold metal. “I need you to spread your legs. A little wider.” I comply, as he pulls down my balls so their exposed. I know this is going to hurt but Rocco’s massaging my shoulders so I don’t care. If it hurts all the better as long as Rocco’s there. “Rocco,” I say with my face smashed on the exam table. “I’m so fucking high, Rocco. Rocco? I think I love you. And Coach Brandon, too. And I love all my teammates. Even ol’ pube chin Reznor.” Rocco chuckles, still kneading my shoulder blades. “That’s Benjie, our magical bufo toad talking. Do you know what a bufo toad is?” I try shaking my head but am enjoying Rocco’s touch so much I can’t move. “A bufo toad has venom that’s an extremely potent psychedelic. Even the little taste I got gives me a buzz. Nothing like the amount you got though, buddy, but I’m with you, man. I love you, too. And I love the coach. And we love you.” “You do?” When the wax hits the taint between my balls and asshole, I don’t know if the hot wax hurts more or coach ripping off the wax hurts more. Let’s call it a tie. As a consolation prize, Rocco grabs my hand and puts it down his shorts. I eagerly grab his thick member and start stroking him. I’m tripping so hard on how good his cock feels. The more I stroke him the more he likes it. Sex is the most magically thing in the universe! Coach Brandon’s busy pulling open my butt cheeks, first one side, then the other, and waxing them. Each time the hot wax is getting closer to my hole. Ripping the wax off isn’t too bad here since I’m not that hairy around my hole. But the moment he drips the burning wax directly on my anus, I yowl while at the same time Roscoe groans as I crush his cock. Coach rips the last few hairs around my asshole off, and then he applies a cooling ointment and swirls it around my hole. I’m looking over at Coach Rocco’s body: beautifully hairy, swirling circles of fur that twirl like sand dunes in the wind. The pattern his body hair makes is mesmerizing. There symmetry and geometry at play. I’m convinced there’s fractal algorithms that could be written that explains his beauty. I see those equations float by as I admire him. Sines and cosines, quadratic equations float through my head. And there’s a finger in my hole. Coach Brandon flips me over talking to me about something or other, his finger twisting in my hole. He tells me he saw my work last night behind the library fisting Drake Chadwick. I look up into his ocean blue eyes. There’s waves crashing in them, and he’s going on and on. “I have to say I was impressed. Chadwick said he’d never been fisted before, but I had to see for myself this morning. The poor boy. You destroyed that hole, Dupree. It’s almost a complete wreck. Eighteen, nineteen-year-olds. So many hormones running rampant through your body. You have so much passion in you. We have to control that passion. Lock it up.” “Did he tell you he was the first one who ever fucked me, coach?” I feel I can tell him and Coach Rocco anything. He’s sticking an increasing number of digits in my hole. He’s got three fingers inside me. “You enjoying this, son?” “Mm-hm.” I wince, then exhale as coach’s slides four fingers inside. It hurts so much I can’t stand how much I like it. The feeling of a man’s palm inside my body. I float between the pain of it and the idea of it, then the realization that a man has his palm inside me, the skin of his hand rests along the wall of my rectum. It’s just unfathomable. He lets it sit there, then starts twisting it around. What’s more unimaginable: the idea or the sensation? We’ll call it a draw and I reach over and stroke Rocco’s cock. Rocco’s fully erect, pulling off his shirt and dropping his shorts. He climbs on the table and positions his butt over my face. “I think he’s ready for Leon, coach,” he says. I pull his hips down and start rimming his dark, hairy asshole. “Aw, fuck, boy!” he cries. “Yeah, eat that hole. Suck on it.” I do suck on it, as Coach Brandon pulls his palm out of me. I feel an intense emptiness, but hear Coach Brandon’s deep voice. “Dig in there, son.” I keep rimming in the darkness of Rocco’s butt. Even in the blackness, feeling his hair all over my face, more waves of the drug crash over me, unmoors me further from earth. Every hair in his crack glides across my face. My tongue’s gotten him so wet, when he rub his ass back and forth I feel at the bottom of the sea with long, soft strands of seaweed rolling with the ebb and flow of the tide, back and forth, across my tongue. I can’t tell what’s real anymore. Am I really tonguing this tasty, musky hole or am I seeing the surface of the ocean lying in a seaweed bed? Could it be both? I feel Rocco’s fingers go over my fingers. Both of us pull his butt cheeks open. More seaweed sails across my tongue. “Get in there,” I hear him growl, as I sense him jerking his meat and splashing my hairless body with his spunk. Someone, must be my coach, licks it up. I feel something at my own butthole—a sensual pop of some kind, which continues crawling deeper inside my body. I push Rocco’s butt up to see what it is. It’s a long striped dildo Coach Brandon’s feeding me, pushing in a couple of inches, pulling out a little, then pushing in more. “You like Leon, our coral snake?” I look over at the terrarium and see the fake branches are missing its snake. “No!” I say, alarmed that Coach Brandon is pushing an actual snake into me. I could almost believe they’d fuck me with a live reptile. “Careful so Leon does bite you,” teases the coach, letting the thing slide in really far. I feel, where its head is penetrating me deepest inside, there’s a sensation of pins and needles. “I think Leon bit me,” I exclaim, panicked. “You might start feeling paresthesia, a strange tingly, prickling feeling.” Rocco’s clinical, detached, like a doctor giving a prognosis. He flips around, pressing down his cock so I can suck it. “Yeah, I feel that in my guts,” I respond. “Did Leon bite me?” He stuffs his leaking calzone into my mouth so I can’t talk anymore. Coach Brandon appears by my head with the can of worms he’d fed the eel with. “Only one cure for Leon’s bite. And it needs to slither in through your dick.” “Whaaaaa—?” Hard to talk with a cock down your throat. “Sorry, can’t hear you, son,” Coach Brandon says, gripping my dick fiercely and slipping something inside the slit. I feel whatever it is squirming into me, inch by inch, down my piss shoot. Rocco pins down my shoulders down with his legs. I’m trying to spit him out. His cock clogs my windpipe. I’m spitting up massive amounts of mucus. I’m bucking on the table, trying to get the worm out of my cock, the serpent out of my ass, as the coaches laugh uproariously at my desperation. The slimy intruder I feel wiggling, drilling deeper and deeper into my cock. It’s so far down my shaft I’m convinced it’ll never be pulled out. The tingling in my colon crescendos until it feels like knives are plunging outward from my organs. The two men mock me with laughter that reverberates demonically in my ears. My head shakes back and forth denying the reality of snakes and worms and a cock that’s plunging so far down my through it’s being eaten by the serpent coming up through my entrails. I have a vision of Ouroboros, the snake that eats itself; the ancient gnostic symbol of unity with the divine. In that instant the laughter ceases, echoes away like a thunderstorm passing into the distance. All that remains is the soft hum of the aquarium. Bubbles float calmly to the surface. The coaches both have vanished. Well, no; no one’s vanished: Coach Rocco sits at his desk, hairy legs up, reading a Sports Illustrated; and Coach Brandon’s standing at his whiteboard, assigning van der Haus to goalkeeper, me as a right wing, and Fernandez as a left wing. He continues quietly writing in names for the other positions as I run my hands over my entirely smooth body—yes, dolphin or shark, I’ll have to get back to you on that. Even smooth armpits, I hear an echo of Rocco say. I squeeze my butt. No, nothing’s in my hole, no snake crawling up it, no worm in my cock. But, shit. Wait. What is that? I push down hard on metal that’s not budging, that’s trapped my cock inside a tiny cage. Huh. Officially, I guess, I’m a member of the team. Well, at least my member is.

After I collected myself, I signed on and checked to see what I could find out about emergency exposure to HIV. I had heard something about that, I read an article on PEP. It said it was effective, but I had to act in 72 hours. I signed on to Squirt, I checked my messages and the guy at the hotel had checked in and was confirming 3 PM. I emailed him, I will be there, I wrote. I could not go today but needed to get there tomorrow. I showered and headed over to the hotel. I needed an uber for this one. He told me to sign on when I arrived, so I did. He said, room 224. When you get to my room there will be a bag out. Put your hood on and knock on the door. I had never done anything like that. I got to his room and there was a bag, there was a note inside. You are about to get some large straight cock. I am not gentle so proceed with caution. My heart began racing, I slipped on the hood. I could not see anything. It covered my head, eyes and most of my nose. I knocked and he opened the door. I had poppers with me. He led me into the room, pushed me down on my knees as I heard him start to unbuckle his belt. I took the poppers out and took several hits. He seemed annoyed but continued to undress, right when I put them back in my pocket, he grabbed my neck and choked me and spoke. You will do everything I said, or you will leave here regretting it. This guy seemed to have a mean streak, so far, I found it hot. It also was taking my mind off the Poz load that I let get blown inti me. He forced my mouth open, and slide his hand down my throat, making me gag. He said awe, boy you will have to do better than that. Get your popper and hit them. I did, four hits eat side. He again slid his hand into my mouth and fingers down my throat, took it longer but it made me gag, I thought I was going to vomit. I pulled away and he slapped my face hard. Fucking fag, I warned you not to enter unless you were ready to serve. He grabbed me again, forced my mouth open and side his fingers down my throat, he did these five more times until I could hold them there without gagging. Not that’s a good fag. Fuck, who would have thought you needed such training. He rubbed the side of my face, saying do not make me hurt you. Then he slid his dick into my mouth and force it down my throat. I gagged and choked but did not move. I continued to this shoving it deeper and deeper down my throat until I pulled away again. He slapped my face even harder making me fall to my side. He barked at me to get up, so I did. The assault on my throat continued, I could help but put my hands on his thighs to push away when I thought I was going to die. He let me go, he went and got a zip tied and put one around my arms behind my back and my feet. He picked me up and laid me on the bed with my head hanging off the bed and forced my mouth open again and fucked my throat. I gagged and choked but could do nothing but take it, I passed out. I have no idea how long I was out, but I came to with smelling salts. He used me a couple more hours like that forcing my throat open, he then pulled out and flipped me over placed a ball gag in my mouth. He unfasted my shorts and pulled them down, then he lubed my hole, shoved his dick in me and proceed to rape my hole with his baseball bat dick. His assault went on for another two hours giving me three loads and then he pulled the ball gag off, told me I asked for it and cut the zip ties. I was not sure I could even walk; I knew the ball gag was not necessary since I could hardly speak. I pulled my shorts up and walked to the door, He held it before I left and said, if you tell anyone what happened here, it will be the last thing you do. He grabbed my neck and choked me again, said fag it is time for you to go home. The entire way home, all I could do is worry that his huge dick shoved that guys poz cum deeper inside me. When I got back, I signed on to Squirt. Mainly to look at that guy's file again. I reread his profile, he was neg, straight, just needed a hot mouth. He honestly never used my mouth, fucker. I went back to my emails and the positive guy had emailed me. Cody, you left without saying goodbye. I thought we had a real connection. Hope to hear from you again. I emailed him, being with you honestly was hot. I am worried as fuck since you came inside me. I thought we agreed that you were not going to do that, now I am going to have to go get PEP just to be safe. His response, I get it. You honestly have such a hot hole it just happened. Your hole must take some of the responsibility. Meet me for coffee so we can talk about it. I want to see, you. I told him I could not today but could meet him for coffee tomorrow. How is 10 AM? Sure, he sent me a coffee shop and the address. I cannot wait to see you; I did not respond to that. I read some other emails and deleted them. I received a text from Bryce. Hey boy, work is going well, hope you are well. There is another package coming your way. It is another test, there may be another shoot but need to send them your test results. I have four coming just so they are there for future films. Do your Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday this week just so we have them. Okay. I thought that was odd but agreed, I went to lay down and rest. I woke up to Geo at the door at 1 AM. I answered, he asked me what happened. My face was swollen a little. I had not bruised, I told him a guy hit me, he went to get ice and a rag, he attended to be or a couple hours and then we made love, Geo held me until we feel asleep. Geo, slipped out, wrote me a note that he could not stay. He left me his number. It said, text me babe. Thanks again for last night. When I woke the swelling on my face had gone down. It was already 9:30 AM, I was not hungry, and my voice had returned. I almost did not go but I walked to the coffee shop. I arrived first and the barista said, are you Cody? Wes is running late, he said to give you whatever you wanted. I ordered a cappuccino and a pastry. He served it to me and introduced himself. I am John, Wes is one of regular clients and a nice guy. When he first started coming here, I asked him out, but we are both tops and that did not go very far. He is a good-looking guy, yea he is. So are you actually! That is nice of you to say, please tell me you are a bottom. I am always attracted to tops. I laughed and said no, I am a bottom. John smiled and winked at me. He said if things do not work out with Wes, I would like to take you out. I smiled and said, I would like that. John asked for my phone, I handed it to him, and he called himself. I know have your number, later today I will text you would that be, okay? I said sure, then he said, let's keep this our secret, I would not want to hurt Wes’s feelings. I said, me either. John reached down and pinched my nipple. Wes finally came in, greeted John and ordered his coffee. He came over and gave me a kiss, I had already told myself that I was going to resist him. He sat across from me, his left leg suddenly was resting against me, I moved a little and so did he. He never broke conversation but just keep his leg on, I got up to use the rest room and a minute later Wes walked in, leaned down and kissed me again. He was such a good kisser, He went right for my shorts and unbuttoned them. He pushed them and my underwear down and pulled my shirt off. I was essentially naked in the bathroom of a coffee shop. He kissed my body all over and finally lifted me up and set me on the cabinet in the bathroom, then he lucked my balls, and sucked my dick. He spent the next ten minutes edging me, then he finally let me cum in his mouth and he kissed me sharing my cum and he told me to swallow it. I did! He put me down, told me to get dressed as he unlocked the door and told me we should go back to his place and talk. I was still in the glow of Cumming, so I followed him out and he held my hand as we walked to his place. There I was, heading back to the scene of the crime. Where this guy shot his poz load inside me. I said, Wes, we are just going to talk right? He said yes, and maybe you will let me suck your cock again. When we got back to his place, he grabbed me a drink, we sat and talked. He told me how beautiful I was and that he had been looking for a boy like me for a while. I said, you would make a great boyfriend after I get on PReP. He said, I like that. We could still hang out until then, right? I said sure, hand out naked, I love to see your naked body. Will you undress for me? I blushed and took my clothes off. He had me pose for him. He wanted me sitting with my legs wide open, then on my back with my legs up. Turned around he said and spread your ass. He was snapping pictures of me, ten in all. The first six where in the living room and then he wanted to take some in the bedroom. Okay, just put your mouth on my cock so I can take a pick. I reluctantly did. He reminded me it was entirely safe. He said, lay on your back and put some of this lube on your hole. That looks great. Let me smooth it out. He rubbed his dick on it, and slide it in a little, snapped a picture, then a little more. Then he pulled out. How about a little video, so I can remember you when you are not here? I said, sure, what are you thinking. I am going to lay on my back, set the phone here on the knight stand and you squat on my dick holding it and ride it in the video. Just two minutes so I have it. Please. I said, well I already must get PEP, this will not hurt, I guess. I staddle him and slide down on his dick while he videoed and coached me. That’s it boy, ride my dick and show me you love it. That's it boy, tell me you want me to fuck you. It has already been five minutes and I was in overdrive. My cock was hard, and my balls were tight. Look at the camera, ask me to fuck you. Please fuck me! I need you in me. Good boy, now tell me you love my big poz cock. I hesitated and he began to fuck me and not just let me control the ride. It took a minute, but I finally said, I love your big poz cock. My poz cum boy? I did not say anything. You loved it when I fucked you earlier didn’t you? Yes! When I shot my poz load inside you! Yes! You want me to do it again don’t you Cody? Yes! Wes flipped me around and lifted my legs and fucked me for five more minutes and shot his load inside me. Then Wes told me to thank him for his poz load. I said, thank you for your load. No, Cody, say thank you for my poz loads. He was looking right into my eyes. Thank you for your Poz loads. Wes leaned down and kissed me. I had done it again; this time was less scary, and I knew I would go and get PeP tomorrow. He fucked me three more times before I ended up going home. He kissed me and asked me to come back tomorrow before I go get PEP. I gave him my number and he text me, Cody, you are one hot little boy! I really like you! I text him back that I like him too. I ran by the coffee shop to grab another coffee and John was still there. John took me around the corner and kissed me. He said, I never do that but fuck you are cute plush you are a bottom. Please tell me you will let me fuck you sometime. I want to blow my load inside you right now. He grabbed my hand and rubbed his big dick; I was rock hard. He said, I must get back to work but I will text you. I left the coffee shop, got home and had a text from Wes and John. Then Geo, babe I cannot come over tonight. When I got home, there was a note from the landlord with a 30-day notice. I text Jeff to find out what that was about. No response, it was too late to get ahold of the landlord. Fuck, this sucks, I took a picture and sent it to Jeff. The doorbell rang, it was the boxes from Bryce. Four oral HIV test. I opened one and took it, when the results came in, I sent it to Bryce. It was Neg. Bryce responded, excellent. Let me send that to the studio. Do one on Tuesday babe, working on another shoot. No response from Jeff still. I text Wes, hey hottie. He texts back, free tonight at 10 PM? Sure, what’s up? Come by, I want to see you. I text John, he hottie. He said, free at 7 PM tonight? Sure, what are you thinking? Come by my apartment, we can make plans when you get here. He texts me his address, just a few blocks from Wes. I took a nap, set my alarm and headed out to John's apartment. I got there and he answered the door in shorts and a t-shirt. I had not noticed what great shape he was with all his clothes on him. He leaned down and kissed me, grabbed my hand leading me to the kitchen where he poured us a glass of wine. We drank, he asked all about where I grew up, what I was studying in school, what I wanted to do and what my dreams were. He shared his too. He wanted to own his own coffee chain; he purchased the store he works in last year. He seems so sweet and sincere. We talked and made out until 9:30 when I said. I must go; can we do this again? John said, yes absolutely! Next time maybe you will stay the night. He leaned down and kissed me. I asked him when he was free again, tomorrow? Later tonight? LOL for you anytime. He seemed different, a lot more like Jeff in wanting to get to know me. I wondered if something could come of it. On the way to Wes’s John text, I want to see you tomorrow. I text back, when? How about 10AM, I am off work and would like to spend some time with you. I text him sure. I will hit you up in the morning. I arrived at Wes’s place, he opened the door and said, I have missed you hottie. He grabbed me and undressed me as he kissed me all over. Licked and sucked my balls and cock, He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He put me on the bed and undressed, he had such a hot body, and a pretty face. He winked at me. He got on the bed and positioned me in front of him. Set up his phone to video again, suck my cock again baby. I started to suck his beautiful cock; he held my head as pressing me down on his cock. That is when felt hands on my ass, then a tongue in my hole. Licking and eating my ass. I began to moan on Wes’s dick. That's it Cody, let that random guy eat your hole while you suck my poz cock. The guy behind me spread my legs apart, then my ass and tongue fucked me hard. I moaned even louder. Yea, moan on my big poz cock Cody. The guy behind me lubed up my hole and slide a finger and then another inside me, Then pressed his fat dick at my hole. He pressed inside me and fucked my ass while I sucked Wes, every so often taking a break while I moaned and whimpered. Tell me you love his big dick, Cody; I love his big dick. You want him to cum inside you, don’t you Cody. Yes, I said. He opened my mouth and spit in it, then said swallow it. He leaned down and kissed me. The guy behind me was breathing heavier, he was getting close. Wes looked straight into my eyes, saying the random man behind you is about to cum inside you, do you want his poz cum. Yes, I said without thinking about and the guy fucked for 30 seconds more and shot inside me. Wes said, good boy Cody. That was so fucking hot. He held my head and I never saw the guy. He slipped out of me and left the room. We kissed and Wes had me suck his dick again. He held my head and suddenly we were not the only ones on the bed again. There was a dick at my hole, it was bigger than either the random guy or Wes. He was pressing against my hole. He grabbed my hips and his dick popped in. He made me feel full and it amazing. He fucked my hole nice and slow for five minutes. Wes pulled me off his dick and asked if I like that big cock. I would only moan, yes! The guy behind me really started pounding my hole, fuck he felt amazing and I as making all kinds of noise. I suddenly shot my load, the guy in my ass followed a minute later and shot inside me and left his dick in me till it went soft. Wes, picked up my head and said, tell the nice man thank you for your poz load Cody. I babbled, Thank you, random man for your poz load. The guy inside me pulled out and kissed my back and then slipped out of the room. Wes pulled me up to him and held me as he kissed me. He stopped the video and told me how hot that was. Then he said, suck me off. I got down and sucked his big cock and five minutes later he shot in my mouth and told me to swallow his load. I did, then he said, I have an early morning so let’s get you dressed so you can get home. He showed me to the door, and I walked home with two random poz loads inside me.

I got to his place, he had a note on the door and a bag under it. I read the note. Welcome to my home little pig. You will be used hard like the little slut you are and breed relentlessly. Your sole purpose is for the amusement of me and any men I choose to share you with. You will submit, surrender and enjoy your pig life boy. Now grab the bag, put the blindfold on and hold the poppers. Knock and I will come get you. My heart was beating so fast, my dick was hard. I almost turned to leave and then put the blindfold on and knocked with my right hand and held the poppers in my left hand. The door opened immediately. He grabbed my crotch and said, you are so hard for little pig who was about to leave. You know I would not have let you leave right? I would have come and gotten you, restrained you and drug you back here. Answer me boy! Yes Sir! Okay, the good news is you did not. Now, let me help you inside and get your clothes off. He undressed me, taking my shirt off first. Spending time on each nipple. He was making me moan, that a good little pig, He unbuttoned my pants and let them drop and pulled down my underwear feeling my rigid dick and tapping it. Little pig boy is hard as a rock, balls are tight he said. Then he felt the butt plug, little piggy still has man cum in him. You love man cum don’t you boy? Yes Sir, I do. He slipped my shoes off, then my socks off and slipped my pants off and led me to a room. He bent me over a bench and started working the plug out. It took a while, but it finally pulled out and he said fucking hot hole boy. Cum filled hole. Stay right there while you close a little. He came around, lifted my head and fed me his cock. I sucked his cock, and he was soon fucking my throat. He used my throat for a good ten minutes and then helped me up on the bench laying on my back. He pulled me to the edge and lifted my feet and put them in restraints. Then he fastened my hands to the side in restraints. II heard the door and then footsteps and a voice. It sounded familiar, there is that little slut. He loves taking anonymous loads. You said you wanted him again and since he is here, and I saw you online I thought you should come and drop a load or two. I though, he is on BBRT too? Maybe another site? The guy stepped up and pressed his fat dick inside ma and fucked me hard, the host got up and feed me his cock fucking my mouth and throat and after ten minutes the guy inside me shot his load in me. The host pulled out and said, make the pig clean you off. They traded places and my host was fucking me and I struggled to take his fat dick, but I finally managed. The guest, the guy who fucked me before said, I have two buds I told to hit you up. Check them out and if you want them to fuck him, they are free. I soon had three guys sharing me. They all had huge dicks and two of them, the guest got me down and double penetrated me. When the one on top shot inside me the host got up and took his place. He is much thicker than the guy who was in me, so it took me a minute with the huge cocks but soon they were both fucking me and shot inside me. After the two guys dressed and left, my host said. You have done enough for tonight; he unfastened my balls and sucked my balls and dick and jacked my cock till I came. Then he scooped up the cum and made me eat it. He led me to the front where my clothes were. He said, the lights are to stay off. You get dressed here little pig while I watch from over there. Leave when you finish, and I will let you know when you are needed again. Understand? Yes Sir. I understand. I dressed, left and checked my phone. No text, fuck. It was 1 Am. I rushed back to the house; Jeff was not there. I showered and cleaned up and went to bed and did not even check BBRT. Jeff crawled into bed around 4 AM again, I woke, and he cuddled with me till we both feel asleep. When we woke, he started packing and I made breakfast for us. He ate and went back to packing, then he came out, all done babe. I need to get to the airport two hours early. Bryce is leaving today too, and he said he would take me to the airport. Come give me a kiss and we will make up for lost time when I get home Okay? I was totally disappointed; I had not seen him in a long time and Bryce had all but ghosted me. I kissed him and cried, and he whipped away my tears and said, I love you babe. It will be okay. I walked him out, said goodbye to both he and Bryce and they drove off. An hour later, I got a text from Bryce. Baby doll, I am sorry we have not had any time these last two day, but it has been insane. I am even more sorry I could not kiss you when we left. I wanted to kiss you so bad. We are still on for the Friday shoot and then we are off to our new life starting Sunday. It made me feel better even though I knew it did not right, something did not feel right. Lincoln text me thirty minutes later and said, I am so excited to see you. It has been way too long. Everything Lincoln ever said always seem right, true somehow. I tried to put Bryce out of my head, I was thinking about Lincoln and our date. I showered and got around for my day, I was about to start some homework and I checked BBRT. There was an email from the guy at the hotel. He wrote, amazing ass boy. I will be back in a few weeks and want use and share that ass with a few other tops. I will hit you up. I emailed back, looking forward to it even though I knew I was probably going to be gone. I read a few other emails. There was one from a POZ guy who said, left town already but it would have been hot to have blown my toxic load inside you. Fuck, I was grossed out. Fuck no, I immediately signed out. It was now 11AM, I grabbed Jeff’s emergency credit card he left and went and bought a new outfit to meet Lincoln. I was looking hot, then I went back and packed my overnight bag. I showered and cleaned out and got dressed. I was early so I text Lincoln and said I am ready now or I can wait till 2PM. He shot back, come over. I called for an UBER and ten minutes later I was on the east side of town at a nice house. I got out and went up to the door and rang the bell and he said, I will be right now. He opened the door, and the beast of a man was all smiles and he grabbed me and lifted me up and held me as he walked me inside. When we got into the living room, he said drop you bag, and I did and made out with me right there. I have missed you babe, you know the first time I met you, I did not want to leave you there. I wanted to bring you home here to be with me. He was so sweet and loving, I could fall for hit guy. He let me down and said, you look great, but I think you look even better naked. Can you take your clothes off for me babe? I undressed and he touched me all over but spent a lot of time on my ass. He then grabbed me and placed me on the sofa on all fours and got behind me and began to eat my hole. He ate me there for twenty minutes and then picked me up and carried me to a room. I thought maybe he was taking me to his bedroom, but it looked more like a playroom. He set me up on a table and continued to eat my hole then he pulled off and lubed up my hole with something lube, pushed it inside me. He slid two fingers inside me and worked my hole making me moan, then three and finally four. Moving them around and twisting them inside me. I could not nothing but moan and whimper. He had his four fingers all the way to his knuckles. He pressed and tried to work his thumb inside, but I was too tight. He pulled out and slide his big cock in me and fucked me for ten minutes where I was whimpering and babbling, please fuck me. Oh god, I love your big dick. He pulled out, put his fingers back inside me and tried again to get his thumb inside. No go, he fucked me for another ten minutes, then he pulled out. He grabbed some large balls and he lubed them up, one by one he pressed them against my hole until they were inside me. Then he came around and lifted my head, kissed me and said, you are so beautiful Cody. Now I want you to give me back the balls. Use your ass muscles to push out the balls. I pushed as he coached me! Good boy he said, the first ball is almost there. He was rubbing around my hole and pressing. You almost have it, then it happened. The ball popped out and he caught it. He brought it around and showed it to me. Then we worked on ball two and three. We did this another round with these balls. Each time it was easier to get them to pop out. He told me what a good boy I was, he kissed me harder. He grabbed bigger balls and showed them to me, then lubing them up and pressing the first against my ass. It took a lot to get the first one in, then the second and third. I felt so full. He told me to push again, and they did not want to move. He rubbed my taint, balls and cock and said you can do it baby. I tried and tried and finally my muscles started to move the ball. He then said you are getting it babe, he could see the ball, he pulled my ass lips apart some to help and the ball moved and sat right at the ring, even with his help it did not want to come out. He started saying show me you love me, that you want to be with me. We could have such a great life together, I pushed really head as he kissed my ass! He said that it is babe, it is almost there. Thirty second later it popped out. The second and third were easier but not easy. He then slid his big cock inside me and fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his first load inside me. He pulled out and said stay right here babe, he got that big dildo and put it against my hole and said push like you have one of those big balls in you. I pushed and pushed, finally the dildo head popped in. He pushed it inside me and slow and steady. It was stretching me and felt so full. He handed me poppers and I inhaled four hits on each side. He had me press back on it and fuck myself with it slow and steady. This went on for ten minutes, my hole relaxed, and he was fucking me harder with the dildo. He then slowly pulled the dildo out and his fingers went back in and the worked his thumb and twisted around and then said push babe like you have the ball inside you, one of the big ones. I pushed and pushed, and his hand slowly started to slide into me. I hit the popper and he again said push and then his hand slowly entered me, and my hole was now resting on his wrist. I told him I was so full, I cannot believe what it feels like and as he was moving his hand around, I came really hard without even touching my dick. Oh babe, that felt so hot. I am going to pull out now, we have gone as far as we can go for now. Push babe, I did and fuck it hurt coming out a lot more than going in. He said, it is because you came boy. Push, he said, and he pulled out his fist nice and slow and I have never been so relieved once he was out. Nor as satisfied. He helped me up and showed me my huge load. Biggest I ever shot. We showered and cleaned up, we went out to the kitchen, and he made me something to eat, and we had some wine. He wanted me to tell him about my family, school and my life. He would lean in and kiss me every so often. We sat on the sofa and watched a movie and he held me. He had me naked every so often he would feel my hole. After the movie stopped, he kissed me and then asked me to suck him. He was hard already, and I got between his knees and suck his huge dick, what I could of it. He would have me lick and suck his balls and then back to his dick. Then he lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. I licked and ate his hot hole and put my tongue inside him. This time I really wanted to, it tasted amazing. He held my head and said, that’s it, make love to my hole. I tongued him as he jacked his dick. He pulled me up on him and carried me to his playroom and set me up on the table and began to play with my hole. He lubed me up and slide three fingers in and then four. Twisted them around and told me to hit the popper while he was working my hole and then he slid his thumb in and told me to push babe, push that little cunt open and his fist popped in. He slowly worked around in my hole and then pulled to come out and had me push again, he went back and forth until he no longer needed me to push for his fist to come out. He kissed my ass and back while he worked my ass. I could not take it anymore and shot my load again without touching myself twenty minutes in. He slowly worked his hand out of my hole and lined up his dick and fucked me for ten minutes and shot inside me. Again, we hit the showers, he took me to bed and held me and made out with me and told me he has waned to be with me so long and he knew I would be a great fist bottom. The more he talked the harder I got again, and he went down and sucked my cock and balls and made me cum again. He said, I never do that but for you, I am willing to. I had cum three times tonight and it was not even over. He fisted me one more time later that night and fucked me a long time and shot inside me making me cum a third time. Then we went to bed, and he held me touching me puffy hole throughout the night and I could hear him say fucking beautiful hole. The next morning, I woke up and he was in the kitchen making breakfast and I heard him on the phone, he said director come on. I want him in the shoot next week. The director said he would think about it, he turned and smiled and said Hey beautiful who are you. We ate and made small talk and I asked him what the director call was about. He said you, I want you to replace the bottom I am supposed to fist on film. You are much hotter and have a better ass. Really? Sure, I am ready? Yea, you will be boy. It is in three weeks, and we have plenty of time to get you ready. I spent next two nights with Lincoln and when I was getting ready to leave, he told me he loved me. I kissed him back and said, I am falling in love with you too. Still no text from Bryce or Jeff. That was fucking odd. Jeff was due back today, so I text him and he text back saying. Babe, I must stay another day. I will be back Thursday around 6 PM. That is about the time Bryce was due back. I tried not to think about it and headed back to my place to rest. I text Lincoln and to say my night freed up, no worries if you cannot but I would like to see you if you can. He texts back, yes can you be here at 6 PM tonight? I text him back sure babe. I finished some schoolwork and took a dip in the pool and then showered, cleaned up and headed over. Grabbed my overnight bag and headed out. Uber driver chatted me up, I think he was hitting on me. Then I went white as a ghost, he said that he went to this event where a blindfolded bottom get breed by a ton of guys, and I looked like that bottom. I quickly said no, that was not me. I have a boyfriend. He started rubbing his crotch, he was a good-looking Middle Easter guy. He said, he pulled out his sizable dick and jacked it, I could see it because he moved a mirror, so it was in my view. I licked my lips. He said, you could at the very least suck me off. I can see you like it. I cannot seriously be considering it. I told him it was a great offer and yes, I think he has a hot cock, he is hot too, but I really can’t. He pulled over and stopped the fare. I got my email that the ride was over. We were behind a building. Come up here and jack it, if you decide you do not want to suck it, I will take you to your destination free of charge. I got up in front and jacked his thick brown dick and he grabbed my head, guiding it to his dick and I licked the head. He was so salty. He kept force on my head, and I went down on him and sucked him. He kept saying I was a good cock sucker, horny slut sucking the dick of a guy you just met. You little fucking whore, I just sucked away and ten minutes later he shot his load inside my mouth, and I swallowed it. When I came up that was the first, I notice he was recording it. He stopped the recording and handed me his number and said when you need a load in your ass text me. You are a great cock sucked but from what I saw at the event and even better bottom. I took his number and put it in my bag he drove me the rest of the way in the front seat. Remember, text me soon boy. I said I would, and he dropped me off at Lincolns place. Your boyfriend lives here. I said yes! Nice place, text me. I left the uber and went up to the door and knocked. I put a mint in my mouth, so he did not immediately taste cum. I expected Lincoln to answer the door, but this tall blond answered. I was really confused, and he introduced himself as Jake. I said Hi jake, is Lincoln here? No, he had to run an errand quick, he was waiting on and thought he would take you with him, but you were late, must have been traffic. Fuck, that uber driver made me late. He helped me in, and we made small talk. He started telling me that I was all Lincoln could take about. I asked him how he knew Lincoln and he said, we work together. Oh, really? Yea, we are often cast for the same films. We both have huge dicks and good-sized hands. Lincolns got me by in inch in dick size, but I am a little thicker, but I have larger hands. I began to look at his hands and the looked big. Since Lincoln had talked about you for over a week, I had to meet you. You are everything he said are. You are adorable. He said he wants you in a film, thinks I can help since the director said no. Mind doing a little casting right now. Like to see your body a little to be able to speak to the director. I said OKAY and pulled my shirt off. He felt up my upper body and my abs, finishing with my back. He reached around and played with my nipples and turned me around lifted me up, so I was on a chair, and he sucked on my nipples making me moan. He was making me so horny, I said maybe we should stop. He said no, Lincoln had me over to help. I mean, I really like Lincoln a lot, I do not think he would like this. Jake picked up his phone and asked Lincoln when he would be home. Lincoln said, is going to take a little longer than I thought. Is my boy there? Jake said, yes, he is there. I said, hi Lincoln. He apologized for being late and told me he wanted to see me soon. Lincoln, do you mind if we start the screen test without you? I have limited time. Yea that is okay, are you okay with that Cody? Cody said I guess sure. Jake hung up and immediately unbuttoned my shorts and let them drop. He rubbed my jock as he sucked my left nipple. He pulled my underwear down and I was now naked, he said, what a beautiful little cock. Boy you should be proud of that perfect little cock. His mouth felt good, and his word make me more confident. He pulled off my cock, grabbed my head and kissed me hard and deep. Fuck he is a good kisser. We kissed for a long time, then he broke free and said now It is your turn to undress me. I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders, I hoped off the chair and unbuttoned his belt, then his pants button and unzipped hit pants before pushing them down over his hot ass. I had to say he had a hot big ass. Then I rubbed his already rock-hard penis that was sticking out of his waist band. He had such a thick dick and head. I worked my way up and licked his dick along with his head. He tasted so good. Then I worked his underwear down and his big dick sprung out. I took his shoes off and worked his pants off each leg. Then his socks and when he lifted his right foot and I took his sock off I kissed his pretty foot, he said good boy and I continued and eventually sucked on a couple of his toes. He really liked that. I lifted his dick up and licked and sucked his balls then when he was moaning, I pulled off his dick, I then put his dick in my mouth, and sucked his big dick, his hand held my head, pushing me onto his dick. I gagged and choked but eventually he got it all in me before I gaged and had to pull off. Fuck, I thought this dick is so fucking big. He grabbed my head, pushing his cock back in my mouth and down my throat longer this time but the same result. I eventually gagged and had to pull off. He said, let's give you a little break and try that again. I really want to recommend you to the director, but I can’t right now. That would totally disappoint Lincoln. I do not want to do that do you? No, I don’t but you are so big. Oh boy, you can do it, let's give you a break and when you try again you can have some poppers. He then went over to the sofa and sat and said lick my balls boy, I came over, lifted his heavy dick, leaning in and licking and sucking on his balls. That only lasted a minute, he then lifted his legs and said eat my hole you like slut. I dove in and licked and ate his hot hole. I never like this before, but he and Lincoln have such hot holes. Boy, I think we may have found your real talent. I ate his hole for ten minutes and he pulled me up and handed me poppers. Boy, hit it hard so you can take my dick. My head was spinning. I grabbed his dick and started sucking it and he held my head, slowly entering my throat. I tried not to panic, relaxing my throat muscles and he got all the way in and slow fucked my throat. He slowly pulled off and I did not gag. He looked down at me, open your mouth for me. I did and he spit in it. I swallowed it, he said again slut and spit in my mouth. Hit the poppers hard again and then open your mouth. I did, then he slides into my mouth and my throat and fucked my throat bring tears to my eyes, but I did not gag until he pulled my cock out and I gasped for air as my throat spasmed. Now let’s try that again, you are really improving he said. He kept doing this, until he could throat fuck me for five minutes. He said, let's take a break and we can try that again boy. He picked me up and carried me to the playroom and set me on the table as he guided me to be on all fours. He got up on the table and lubed up my hole and his dick. He said boy, hit the poppers and I did, I was nervous. He lined up his fat head on my hole and pressed and slide in about halfway. Fuck that hurts, I know whore, it will go away. He pulled out and slide back in, my moans from earlier turned to grunts of pain. The pain was so intense, he began to piston fuck me and each time getting further inside me. Oh my god, I said, I can’ t fuck you are too big. He said boy, let's take a break. Lincoln would want you to do it. Let’s flip you on your back and see if that helps. He rubbed my dick, it had gone soft, and I started to get an erection again as he told me hot, I am, and that Lincoln always picks the best guys. He honestly only gave me five minutes and his dick was rock hard the entire time and he never even touched it. I looked at it, it now looked angry, a big beautiful angry penis. He lifted my legs and pressed his dick against my hole, and he slowly slide inside me after lubing up his dick and my hole more. It still hurt but going slowly made it easier somehow. He eventually bottomed out inside me. He had to remind me to breath. I tried but my intestines seemed to be spasming, he started to slowly pull out and I could breathe. Then again, he slowly worked his way inside me. The same thing happened and after the fifth slow fuck like this my hole began to relax and he started to fuck me. Calling me a little whore and telling me he was going to breed my ass. He said, fucking slit, I am getting close, and he shot inside me, and I shot my load a second after him, my entire body shook as I said oh my fucking hot and made a sound I had never made before. He looked at me and said, I am starting to see why he likes you so much. Fuck you can take dick better than most bottoms. I will be back later let’s shower before Lincoln gets back. We showered together, once dried off we went out to the living room and got dressed and Jake said, I need to run but I will be back little pretty slut. I sat there wondering what had just happened. My ass was sore, but I loved it.

I would love to get mated and bred by: George Sands (Russel Tovey in "Being Human (UK)) in his werewolf form any of the centaurs in the Hercules series or Harry Potter Jacob (Taylor Lautner in "Twilight) and his pck while in werewolf form (or human--they're all hot the incredible Hulk in his Hulk form (and yes, I could take him fully)

Congrats on the DP! Just read both your posts and saw your hot pic - being a twink/jock and offering up that hot ass in a bathhouse, I'm sure you do lose count of the loads - you'd get mine for sure! DP feels amazing as top or bottom. Next stop - fisting slut! Embrace it - you won't lose your ability to tighten up - every guy I've fisted has amazing hole control and can tighten right back up even during the fist session. Very hot cumdump boy

To all the guys out there who say they won’t let a guy fuck them with a condom, this one is for you. Last night I had a pretty good time with a few different guys. I started off going to a local Spa, not an official bathhouse, but a de facto bathhouse in which most of the guys there are looking to get off and a number them are ‘straight married’ guys. There was some action, and I got off, but I ended up not staying too long. After I got home from fucking around at the sauna, I got horny again and decided to hit the usual places, scruff, adam4adam, BBRT to see if I could get some cock to fill my hole. A fuckbud of mine woofed me, and I jumped right in. K is his name and he is about 40’sh, 6’, beefy, hairy chest, beard and starting to turn into a grey fox. He’s got an above average, cut thick cock that has loaded me up a few times. He’s up to fucking, but he also says he’s really in the mood to tag-team me if we can find someone. I love three ways, but hate setting them up spur of the moment. I’m a shorter versatile guy, around 5’4” beefy build, hairy chest, thick cut cock and a tight hairy ass. We both look around and at one point I notice another one of my fuckbuds is on, call him SO. He’s one of those Safer Only tops I’ve been cultivating for BB sex. He’s a cute guy, around 30’sh, smooth, average cock, and we always have fun together. He knows I’m into BB and says he’s on PrEP as well. I let K know about SO and what the low down is. He’s open so I hit up SO and he responds right away. I tell him about my bud K wanting to get together and is he interested? They start messaging and in the end we agree to hook up at K’s place. I’ve already let K know the low-down with SO, and tell K that regardless of whether or not SO wants to use a condom, I expect K to breed me. He’s down with that so I know for sure I’ll get at least one load tonight. K & I get together first and I start sucking his cock while we wait for SO to arrive. I get him nice and hard and am working on his cock when we hear the door open and SO comes in to join. I decide to switch to suck on SO for a bit thinking that K will slide in me bare as an example of the right way to fuck for SO, but that doesn’t happen. I have to go to work on both cocks for a while and finally I’m in the right position to get SO’s cock in my hole. I have K’s cock in my mouth and I’m ass up pointed to SO, and I feel him slide in BARE. Fuck yeah! Game on. SO comes unhinged and fucks me with the raw animal lust you only get with BB sex. It is heavenly! The fucking goes on for at least half an hour in which both guys take turns on my bare ass. Mostly I’m doggie and switch back and forth between both guys. They also take advantage of spit-roasting me the entire time too. I get this idea that I should maybe see if they’d be up to DP me, but I’m kind of hesitant to say it in case it doesn’t work. Around that time, SO is lying on his back and I’m sucking him while K is fucking my hole hard and fast. He pulls out and I decide what the fuck, I get up and sit on SO’s bare cock. I’m in a much better position because K is still behind me, and he can get into my hole easily if he wants to. He’s watching my tight hole get pounded by SO’s Bare cock and telling us how hot it is. He’s just sitting there though watching. I gesture to him to come up closer to us and he does. I stick my finger in my hole next to SO’s cock so that he can see it and then he starts to play with my hole. I pull off SO and get K to fuck me for a bit, then I pull off K and sit on SO again. We do some back and forth like this for a few minutes and finally while I’m on SO K tries to slide his cock in me. It doesn’t quite work and he pushes SO out. I take a deep popper hit and we try again and all of a sudden I see stars! Both cocks are in me at the same time, Bare! This is the first time I’ve ever been DP’d! I’ve been one of the tops doing a DP before, but never done it as a bottom. I’m so fucking turned on I can’t even begin to describe how hot the whole scene was. They pound my hole mercilessly and they even are edging because neither wants to be the first to cum! In the end they fuck me for what seems like forever, and then SO says he’s gonna shoot! He starts grunting and shooting his load and almost immediately K bursts inside my hole. This has easily had to be one of the hottest fucks I’ve ever had, and I’m glad I’ve been letting the Safer Only guy fuck me with condoms, cause when he was ready to take it off it couldn’t have come at a better time.

Part 9 Cum. Sweat. Lube. Before I came to this place, they were all things I would have said I never wanted in my mouth. Yet when I pushed my tongue into the hole of the guy in the sling, I tasted all three and thought it was the greatest thing in the world. He let out a moan as I licked at his hole, and from behind me, I heard the skinheads approval too. I felt him move in, and when his hand appeared on my head, he shoved my face in that that I was right up against the ass, penetrating it as far as my tongue would go. I'd never rimmed anyone before, but he seemed perfectly content with the way I moved my tongue and lips. “I think this kids a bit of a cum addict!” The skinhead said as he held my head still, not letting me pull away. My jaw and tongue were beginning to hurt, but I didn't stop my actions. My cock was twitching between my legs, bouncing and wanting to be used. The guy in the sling made a noise of agreement in between his general moans and whimpers. “Let's give him a bit more...” And with that, I found my head pulled away from the ass, and before I could tell what was happening, the skinheads thick, pierced cock was in my mouth. Instinct took over, though I had no idea what to do with the piercing. I danced my tongue around his dick as he shoved it right to the back of my throat. It made me gag, but that didn't stop him, he kept hold of my head and thrust repeatedly into my mouth. I sucked and licked as best I could, though I figured that most of the pleasure he was getting was from his own actions, rather than mine. I could hear him moaning above me, along with the guy in the sling. I glanced to my side briefly to see that the skinhead had several fingers inside the sling guys ass, twisting in and out, keeping the hole loose. I could also see cum still leaking out around his hole and onto the penetrating fingers. With each thrust, my throat seemed to gag more, and I was certain that I couldn't take much more of it without losing my stomach, but the skinhead seemed to be able to recognise the signs. Just as it was getting too much, he pulled out. My mouth didn't stay empty long though, as he switched his cock with his hand. As the pierced dick stabbed balls deep into the loose ass in the sling, cum-coated fingers pushed their way into my mouth. Instinctively, I continued sucking, tasting the cum and licking at the fingers. “Good fucking boy!” I heard from above, and the skinheads voice had become like a deep growl. I looked up and saw that his eyes were closed, his face screwed up, almost as if he were in pain, but the moans he made made it obvious what was happening. With one last howling moan, and an 'Oh fuck yeah!' from the guy in the sling, I saw the skinheads body convulse. I could tell that cum was pumping into into the guys ass, and even saw it as the skinhead pulled his dick out just enough that I could see his cock twitch with each pump. “Get ready for this, boy.” He said, breathless, as his fingers curled up in my hair, taking hold of my head. After he thrust into the guy a few more times, he pulled out his cock and in the same second, shoved my face back into the freshly fucked asshole. I tasted the fresh cum in my mouth and salivated. I heard moaning as the cum continued leaking into my mouth. I licked and lapped at the hole, but after a moment,I found my head pulled away again. The order to 'clean it off' came from above, and the pierced cock found its way back into my mouth, still semi-hard. I obeyed – not that I had a choice – sucking and licking clean the dick, removing all traces of cum from it. “Good boy.” I heard from the skinhead. “Good fucking boy.” Once the dick was clean again, he let me go. Only then did I notice how much of a crowd had built up around us. From where I was kneeling, it almost looked like an endless sea of guys, of all shapes and sizes, all with their cocks out, seemingly waiting for me. It was only then that I felt any amount of awareness of where I was or what I was doing, and when the skinhead held out his hand for me, what little common sense I had left kicked back in. I took his hand and let him help me up. All the action had caused my towel to slip off me, and I quickly squabbled to get it wrapped around me, though it was made impossibly difficult to actually get on properly by my now completely hard cock. I actually heard some tuts and grumbles of complaint as the skinhead led me away from the slingroom. I took one last look over my shoulder at all the horny guys that had been getting off on watching me, and for a moment, felt an almost overwhelming desire to stay.

Part 2 I thought the changing rooms were warm, but the heat that hit me when I entered the sauna itself was like a wall. The smell of water and the cleaning agents filled my nose, but they weren't strong enough to cover up the smells of men in the air. A few guys sat on benches positioned against the wall. Most of the guys had closed their eyes, presumably listening to the background music, which was some sort of repetitive house beat that sounded like the background music in a porn film. One guy, who looked like he was Turkish, checked me out as I came in. He looked me up and down and smirked. His skin shined with sweat and water, and he looked like he'd been there a while. I smiled weakly back before sliding through the first door I passed, not really paying attention to where I was going. My heart thumped in my chest – just that one interaction was enough to get my pulse racing. I wondered if I'd even last till my friend joined me before chickening out, but I pressed on. After a bit of searching, I managed to stumble to the place that my friend had told me to go, the hot tub, which was at the far end of a corridor off of which were showers that bubbling away. Two guys were in the hot tub, one, an older guy with greasy black hair and tattoos, who sat in one corner, his eyes closed, and the other was a white guy with a completely shaved head. He looked to be fairly young, by no means as young as I, but probably in his early 30s. He smiled at me when I approached, which again, was enough to make me worry, but as my friend told me to try out the hot tub, I knew that when he finally arrived, that was where he'd look to find me. As casually as I was able, I removed my towel, and hung it on one of the hooks that lined the wall by the hot tub, and, covering my cock and balls with my hand, the mark of a newbie, and which made the skinhead laugh, I climbed up the steps into the hot tub. The water wasn't as hot as I was expecting, but it was still warm enough. The bubbles splashed over me as I moved through the water. At its deepest, it came up to my bellybutton, but the seats around the side submerged me right up to my shoulders. Placing the poppers on the ledge nearest me, I sat well away from the other two guys. The older guy didn't seem to notice me at all, or, for that matter, even open his eyes, but the skinhead stood-up pretty much the second I sat down and moved closer to me. I felt myself flinch as he sat down next to me, but I didn't move away, reasoning that he might get angry. “Hey,” he asked, “I'd ask if you came here often, but I think I'd remember if I'd seen you here before.” With that, he leaned in, I think with the intention of kissing my neck, but at that point, I did pull away, and moved further along the bench until I was backed into the corner. He responded with a quick laugh, asking “Oh, it's actually your very first time, isn't it?” I nodded, explaining “I'mmm, I'm waiting for my fffr, my friend. He should be here soon.” The skinhead chucked at my explanation, and again closed the gap between us, put his arm on the ledge around me, though only slightly touching me, he stroked my shoulder with his thumb. “Err, I'm err-” I tried to stutter some sort of response. "Waiting for your friend, I know. But he won't mind if I wait with you, will he? Keep you safe from some of the creeps who want to suck you off right here and now." He smiled as his arm slipped from the ledge, went around my waist, and pulled me closer to himself, so our bodies were touching slightly. I swallowed. At that point, the pump that circulated the water in the hot tub switched-off, undoubtedly on some sort of timer, with the result that bubbles cleared after a few seconds. I was stunned: the skinhead's cock was huge, and fully erect, and he had some sort of piercing in the head of his cock. I gasped and jumped, intending to to leave the tub, but the skinhead held me down with his surprisingly tight grip, and nodded towards the older guy across the tub. “It's alright, he'll get it.” And even as he spoke, the older man reached-over, and pressed a button on the wall. There was a quiet rumble, and after a few seconds, the bubbles began again. I couldn't help but take one last quick glance downwards before everything disappeared beneath the moving water again. I guessed his cock was about nine inches, and was as thick as all hell. Round the base, I saw that there was a thick black cock ring, and further up his stomach, I saw something black, a tattoo on his stomach I assumed, but I couldn't make it out before it was obscured by the bubbles. I looked back up at him to see him smirking, and quietly he asked “Like what you see?”