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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.

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?

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.

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

So I 44m he is a 20yo South American boy who I have dating for about a month now after chatting online for a year. Over the past year he has told me how he loves seeing my slam videos online and how sexy I was. I asked him a few times if he partied like that , his response was a stern “NO” but he didn’t mind that I did. In my head I thought to myself “. If I can get him to hang just one night , I will get him slamming and loving it . So finally after a year of begging to go on a date he finally messaged me and asked me on a date. We made plans for that Friday for me to come to his place and we order in and watch a movie and just chill. Friday finally came and as I was packing a bag a of course packed all my pointing supplies , hehe, in hopes I would get to convert him . When I got to his place I was so nervous I could barely even speak especially since he came to the door wearing just a jockstrap. I was in awww as a gazed over his young furry (in all the right places ) muscular frat type body and huge package . His reply was “I knew you had a jockstrap fetish so I wore this for you “. He then made me strip down to my jockstrap then brought me in to his living room, while he went to the kitchen to grab drinks . I sat on the couch waiting for him to come back with our drinks. He sits next to me and we immediately start talking about Tina , mainly him asking tons of questions and me answering til about the 10th one and was like “how about I just show you “. He got really shy and quick change the topic “so tell me about your ex’s” he said , I told him how my past bf’s we were in open relationships, we loved having our cake and eating it to . (Him being so young ,20 , of course didn’t understand that saying). So I just continued explaining my history. I especially loved hearing about their hookups , turned me on knowing they were out slamming with other guys and getting fucked by the entire city . My friends would text me pics of my bf getting fucked by them or getting fucked at the party they were both at . He stated he has never been in an open relationship, but it sounds fun and is very interested. Earlier in the evening I asked him if he wanted to slam , he says to me , he definitely wants to try tina just not tonight as he is fumbling with his jockstrap,trying to hide a massive boner . (The kid is 5”10 170lbs with a 10x8 massive uncut cock ). Ha by the looks of it something wants it now. He tells me that on Saturday mornings he takes care of his 80yo uncle , his uncle counts on him so much . I was like well that’s just an amazing act of goodness(definitely scored some points there ), It was getting late so I decided to call it night just go home then and try another time. But then as we were hugging he made the first move by sucking on my neck and before u knew I had him bent over the back of the sofa and was eating his hot 24yo hairy ass and him begging for my Cock. We fucked for a couple hours til we both shot our loads all over each other just as his roomate was coming in the front door. Which was fucking so hot! We ended up falling asleep naked on his deep oversized couch. I wake next morning to his roomate on the other end of the couch jerking his 20 something huge cock , (kids these days all have monster dicks). So of course I crawl over between his legs and just start deep throating the fuck out of this kids Dick , He cums in a matter of seconds , shoots ropes upon ropes of cum down my throat , so much that I couldn’t even swallow anymore , and as I pull away from his cock it’s still shooting all over the couch between his legs and i swear it kept using cum for 15 min . It was the hottest thing ever . He says “you should see this cum shot when he fucks my boys ass”. He finally wakes up an hour later , and the three of us fucked before I had to leave for work at 11. As I was leaving I told the boy that I get off at 7 so let’s hangout again. He said of course but had a shitty grin on his face as I walked away. I didn’t think much of him since he said he was going to help be helping his uncle til around 5pm when I hadn’t heard from him all afternoon even after texting him a couple times. 7pm rolls around and I am heading home , I decide to call him to see if we are still on for tonight, he answers but his voice sounds really different, now it’s a change of voice pitch that I am very familiar with since I am a slammer and I could here porn playing in the background. I was like hey what’s going on where are u ? He replied “I did it babe , Please don’t be mad “ Did what I replied “I slammed babe , “. I was instantly rock hard and told him “ fuck no I am not mad, it’s fuckn hot babe , and so hot that ur fucking honest “. He tells me that he was so turned on by our conversation last night that he met up with a 78yo muscle daddy that begged him to let him slam him for the first time. My boy told the man that he has a Bf ( which I thought was so fuckn hot ). And that the guy didn’t care and told my boy that I could join later . My boy knowing that it turns me on hearing my bf hooking up he ran with it. When I called they were getting ready to slam for third time , i asked for them to wait and the old man said no but he can watch via FaceTime . So I immediately FaceTime call my boy , only to see him naked hard as a rock in a sling and twacked the fuck out and here comes this hot old guy with a huge thick cock and syringe with a hefty amount of fluid in it. When I asked the size , the daddy replies .8 . I was like fuckkkkkk that’s so hot. I watched him stick the needle in my boys arm and then just rams the plunger down pushing all that meth it into my boys body.. My boy jolts up starts coughing and talking tweaker talk as his blasts off to another dimension, he’s coughing he’s thrashing around telling the daddy to fuck him , fist him , use him repeatedly over and over again and telling me to get over there now so I can fuck him up more. I got home ,stripped out of my clothes , and was sitting naked on the couch watching this video old man use and abuse my boy when my roommate walks out of his room into mine with needles in hand, hands me one and we slam up. I show him my boy in action, he says let go fuck him up with that guy . It was so hot hearing my friend wanting to do that with my bf . So we got dressed and went over to the guys house. A different guy answered the door and let us in , he was naked and rock hard and sweating profusely, he guided us back to the man cave where I met the old man and find my boy in a sling with three daddies around him. I went over and kissed him as well as praising him for doing this today . He smiled at me and begged me to slam him , I turned around and the old man had the slams already for me. They again were .8 and it was less than two hours since he last was slammed, I was hesitant at first til the old man ordered me to slam my boy again . So I did , and watched him go into total whore pig ecstasy. I fuckn loved it , watching him get plowed while I laid on the bed so the old man could slam me up and have his way me. Omg that .8 was amazing. We fucked and slammed two more times til morning everyone had left and the old man was past out on the couch . So we laid there in the old man’s bed tweaking out like crazy , he still rock hard with cum oozing out of his hole. I kept eating from my fingers . He kept telling me how this was the best night of his life and can’t wait to do it again. I was like fuck yeah we definitely will my little Chem whore. Stay horned for part 2

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 occasionally do for the anonymity. It’s a turn on!

Gay for pay, pulling out instead of shooting the entire load in the bottom's ass, and that fucking annoying fake moaning. I'm also tired of the gym bunnies with "ripped" or "shredded" bodies. I want to see REAL men fucking.

One of the most expressive story writers here! Makes me feel like in a fly on the wall in a cabin as breedings happen!

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.

I hate wearing masks, but I can understand not wanting to get recognized. The other issue is masks interfere with oral activities.

I would love to be dr*gged and r@ped for all I'm worth. Used and abused, coming in and out of consciousness. Then when fully aware, shown video proof of what was done and it starts all over again.

Steam works is usually my go to. I get pretty lucky I guess. But I also take almost anyone’s load. I usually wear a jock strap and head over. I find that instead of being face down ass up. Laying on the bed stroking in a jock strap works way better.. they come in and I suck them and fuck them. Then I’ll head to the glory holes and suck and get bred by one or two guys. I WISH I had more luck on the sling but I could usually only get like one or two guys to breed me on it over the course of hours and hours.. being fit and young also helps no lie. I’m probably gonna go tonight and I’d say I’ll probably walk away with hopefully at least 5 loads if I’m lucky

I wanna get abducted, drugged up and repeatedly gangraped by various groups of dirty whore fucking men, with group after group using and abusing my body, dumping load after load into my drugged out of my mind tranny whore ass, to the point where I get gangraped by hundreds of men a week, that also use me for a toilet, strangle me unconscious repeatedly, fuck me with baseball bats and gangfistfuck me till my asshole is completely ruined, but continue to use me and keep me heavily drugged. them the first time I come around I realize they have also gotten me breast implants and had my cock and balls removed and sold and replaced with another fuckhole. then I want them to offer to pay for my meds and expenses in exchange for turning me out as a post op trans girl porn star doing everything from simple bareback and gangbang porns to the sickest, most twisted dark net porns and turn me into the most famous t-girl in triple x and dark web porn.

I hate that shit. Hooking up or cruising people who too caught up on their phone is a huge turn off 😩

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

I don’t like generalising. And I’ve always found that if I treat the people in countries I’m visiting with respect and friendliness, that is what I usually get back. Interestingly, I was in New York for the first time last week. I’d heard all about New Yorkers’ supposed rudeness before I went but I found the opposite to be true. Everyone I encountered was friendly, helpful and funny. Still, I fell in love with NYC and can’t wait to go back.

Hot, might have to go back to the beginning and reread this one

I wonder if he's going to come down with a nasty summer cold soon.

I want that cake. And I’m going to eat it, no one’s going to stop me, no matter how many pounds I’ll gain or inches on my waist I’ll need to work off. I must have both. Legal disclaimer: Investing may result in loss of principal. Results not guaranteed and past returns may not be indicative of future results. Principal is not insured. Results not typical. Because we’ve dumbed down entire generations and IQs are decreasing, we need to put warnings on things that should be common sense for anyone with at least a 90 IQ who is a functional member of society. Instead we need to tell people not to take baths with a toaster or drop electrical appliances in water or touch the hot side of an iron because people cannot take responsibility for themselves (and I personally think it’s everyone younger than Generation X because they didn’t get coddled). The information is out there. Read it, learn it, know it, get educated.

I've had to clean other guys dna out of the driver seats of rental cars before returning them.

I love this story. I thought of a similar fantasy. Where a group of extreme sex pigs save up their cum all the time in jars and they use it for lube and pigplay in orgies and gangbangs. But the problem they have is that they want the cum "body temperature" when they play. So one comes up with the genius idea of opening up the position of "living cum jar" in their group. The main idea being of course that they fill up the "living cum jar" with as much sperm as necessary. Then plug up his hole, and have him carry it to different places. Once there the sperm is the perfect temperature for play. When asked the "living cum jar" will bend over so pigs can dip in their cocks for a fresh coating of sperm. The "living cum jar" can also be asked to squat and dribble out loads for use by other pigs. Now this group of pigs is rather infamous and their parties can get very wild. Because of that many wannabe "cum jars" sign up to take up the position because they want to be a part of the group and the action. This presents the group with an interesting problem: how do they find out which pig is the best cum jar? So they think up a devious scheme. Over time they get everyone to help them save up gallons of thick yellow-white frothing mansperm that they save in 1 gallon jars. After an initial interview to weed out the seriously filthy pigs, the last stage of the interview goes as follows: Aspiring "cum jars" are invited to a location. On location, they are handed an entire gallon jar of cum and receive no further instruction other than "we just want to see what you'd do with it". Some of the bottom pigs chicken out when they realize just what they signed up for. Some start by opening the jars but when the pungent smell of man sperm hits them they back out of it. The truly filthy pigs understand what needs to be done and what is expected. And like good pigs they start finding ways to get as much of that cum in their colons as they can. They ask for funnels, and for the interviewers to help them. Some just quit after a good try. Others really try to fill themselves up but as their hole starts overflowing they say they reached their limits. But then there is this one unassuming chubby guy. The interviewers wrote him off as "in over his head" from the first time they laid eyes on him. "Too young, probably to inexperienced to be up to the task". But to their surprise, after he sees the jar of cum, he proceeds to take off his jeans and takes an enormous buttplug out of his hole. He takes of the lid of the jar, and just inhales the smell for a few minutes like he is in a trance. He then looks at the interviewers and says, almost aggressively without breaking eye contact, "I need all this up my fucking guts!". The interviewers start grinning. He continues "but I am going to need help". What follows is the interviewers going through the same process as they have with other candidates, until his hole starts overflowing. "I guess that's it" one of them states. The "cum jar candidate" looks at him with a startle and real fear in his eyes. He protectively reaches for the jar of cum. "No!" he exclaims. "Not yet!". "I have planned for this". He then does something that none of the other candidates had done. He clumsily does a handstand against the wall and keeps the pose through sheer will. Quivering he whispers "please....". The interviewers start feeding his hole with more and more loads out of the jar. As gravity pulls all those loads deeper and deeper into his guts the pig starts slowly moving his torso in various ways to help the sperm to go deeper still. At one point one of the interviewer says "that's it". Now in obvious discomfort and trembling the "cum jar" whispers "the plug.. the plug.. please". They quickly plug his hole up again as the pig moves to a position on all fours with a satisfied grin on his face. The interviewers marvel at the situation that unfolded before them. "We should have video taped that" one exclaims. "You may be the most spermed up whore in history!" another one says. One of the interviewers kneels near the head of candidate turned human cum jar. He locks eyes with him. "Tell me... how does that feel?". The chubby young guy who seemed so normal just a short while ago, but who now turned into an actual human cum jar looks at him, all sweaty and uncomfortable and says "I am full.... full to bursting... it is the best feeling in the world. I.... I was put on this earth to do this... to have this feeling". As the cum jar stands up something unexpected happens. Due to the pressure of the quantity of cum the buttplug shoots out his hole followed by a large quantity of the sperm. "NO!" the cum jar shouts as he immediately falls back on all fours. The interviewers glance at each other. They have already decided who their cum jar is going to be, but they want to see how far they can push this young cum pig. "Well... that's too bad. You almost had it".... "whether you get the position depends on what you do next". Still on all fours, still full of cum the cum jar thinks for a second... then seems to make up his mind. He crawls to the buttplug on all fours and puts it back in his hole. He then proceeds to lick and swallow the cum from the floor. One of the interviewers starts laughing out loud. "Ha, that's enough pig! Congratulations you got the job!". The cum jar hardly responds as he goes from licking to trying to slurp the loads of the floor. In between slurps he whispers "not yet.....". ******************** I am not much of a writer. But I can make a longer/better story out of this if even just one persone is interested.

Yep, I enjoy cheating too! Always have and probably always will!

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.

I would love to get fucked at a gay dance club with everybody watching. Not even trying to hide it, just taking a stranger’s load in my ass … and then in my fantasy it turns into a gangbang

I wish oral/facials were better - guys finishing the job and more cum on tongue. Most porn seems to be nothing but a guy chocked up to high and spraying their load over the head of the target - let the dude finish you off!

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

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.

If a bottom lets me in bare, there is really no way that I won't cum in him. It's just too irresistible. Usually by the time we've been fucking and I'm ready to cum, they're too horny to want me to pull out anyway. Those that are still saying "pull out before you cum" while we're fucking usually get at least one spurt inside before I pull out and shoot the rest on their body.

My twink grabbed my hand and asked “where’s the sling?”. I told him to follow his bare bear. He trotted along after me and leapt into the sling. A chubby bear who had been following us walked into the cabin. At once my twink and I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his stomach around his belly button. Both the twink and I got hard at this and he said “I’d ask if you use condoms bro but your in the sling so I know you don’t. Anyway I need to BREED tonight.” He slid his cock straight into my twinks now cum filled hole and started to pound. He growled and told my lad how he was going to breed him properly. My twink reached across and rubbed the bears hairy chest. The bear leant down and kissed my twink then stood tall and proud and picked up the pace. He really went for it pumping the twinks hole hard. He slowed down for a bit and put my arm round him and we kissed – the bears cock still in the twink. After our kiss I said in a loud voice “poz his hole”. And that pushed the bear over the edge – he picked up speed grunting and then slowed down his cock swelling and he growled – take that poz load! He seemed to spurt rope after rope. He pulled out, said “take good care of my babies bro” and walked out.

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.

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.

Part 5 My rock hard cock bounced freely between my legs as I rushed away from the hot tub towards the changing rooms. I struggled to get my towel back round my waist. It was hard enough to cover myself when I wasn't so hard. I had to make due with walking around with a very noticeable bulge. I could feel the heat on my face, and could only imagine that I was as red as a strawberry. I got my phone from my locker and sat back on the bench away from the lockers. I was still dripping, and cursed as I got my phone wet. My friend hadn't sent any further texts, so I text him asking where he was. I thought more about what had happened while I waited for a response. I tried to remember, but the details had already gone blurry in my head. How did I manage to get there, with them? It felt like I blinked, and suddenly I was inside the guy, fucking him. There were scenes missing in my memory,where my instincts had taken over. I remembered fucking him though –I could remember very vividly the sensation of my cockhead slipping into the guy's hole. The way his ass ate my entire cock without any problem. I thought of thrusting in and out of his warm hole, while the older guy egged me on, calling the guy a whore and telling me to'fuck that hole'. I looked down at the bulge in my towel.Not going anywhere. I sighed, and checked my phone again. Still nothing. I saw a few people looking my way as they changed into and out of their clothes, but no one seemed to bother me while I was in there. I saw one person who apparently just arrived as he was stripping off. He was impressive! Dark brown skin, and must have been 6'6”. Even before he dropped his tight boxers, I could see the massive bulge, but when it flopped out as he pulled it down, my mouth fell open. It was huge, despite being only semi-hard. And I saw a shiny string of what I guessed was precum drip down from it, before he quickly wiped it off. I looked up and realized that he'd saw me staring. He smirked at me. Quick as a light, I shot up and rushed out of the changing room, as if I had somewhere to be. Only at the last second did I realize that I still had my phone in my hand. I sheepishly turned around and headed to my locker, realizing it was right near the the locker that the black guy was now loading his clothes into. He smirked again as I came up close to him and opened my locker. I tried to smile back as I opened up my locker, though I imagine it just looked like I had wobbly lips. He seemed to take it for an invitation though, as he reached out and took one of my ass cheeks in his hand, cupping it and squeezing it through the towel. I froze. His hand slipped down my leg then back up underneath my towel, and squeezed even harder. He was still naked, and as I looked, I saw that his cock was getting a bit harder. Some of the other people in the changing room had also stopped to watch. “You're not leaving, are you?” he asked. I swallowed hard, and managed to stammer out "No." Suddenly, there was a sharp pain. It took me a few seconds to work out what it was – he'd drawn his hand back and spanked my ass cheek, knocking my towel off as he did. It piled at my feet as I yelped. He gripped my cheek so tight in his hand that it hurt, especially right after being hit like that. He leaned over asking “Good. Then you're gonna come give me this later, aren't you?” “Yes!” I said, without even thinking. I didn't want to respond that way, but I knew it was the response he wanted. He relaxed his grip on my cheek and began softly stroking it instead. “Good boy,” he replied softly, as he leaned over, which caused me to flinch, but all he did was kiss me on the cheek, just shy of my ear. “Then I'll see you later, and you'd better bring those," nodding at the bottle of poppers I had placed on the bench by my locker. With that, he let go of me, wrapped himself in his towel – which I noted was definitely bigger than mine – locked his stuff away and headed towards the entrance of the steam room. Once he had gone, I quickly picked up my towel, and tried to wrap it around my waist. The people in the changing room started going about their business now that the show was over. My dick was obviously unbothered by the stinging pain in my ass, and still stood rock hard out from me, which made getting my towel back on difficult. I checked my phone – still absolutely nothing from my friend. I felt like I should leave, thinking I'd already made enough mistakes, and my friend would certainly understand. But my cock was still throbbing, and the memory of how had felt when it slipped into that guy's ass kept popping into my head. My ass was tingling, my mouthwatering. I took the poppers out of the locker and locked my stuff away again. That was the last time I checked for messages from the perfect guy.