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Walking around the stands at BLF I stopped and chatted a while with Antoine, the events organiser from Recon. I mentioned that it was nice to see that they were publishing the Recon Fetishweek London Guidebook with three different covers - each with a different guy on the cover - and one in particular stood out because it is an image we don't see often on the scene in advertising and promotion - a bearish guy with a belly. Antoine said that it was a conscious decision on their part, and the model took a lot of persuading to participate because he felt that nobody would ever want someone with his figure in publicity material, and he was afraid it would bring ridicule. I told Antoine that if the model feels that way - imagine what us ordinary joes must feel like participating in the fetish scene. If he is still in touch with the guy, I asked him to tell him that seeing someone identifiable in publicity material makes events like Fetish Week feel all the more friendly and inclusive. It's nice to see Recon trying to move the needle. I wish that others businesses and organisations would also be forward thinking. I'm no expert in advertising - but I'm thinking that actually its really actually a few of us fit the 'skinny Twink' or 'muscle Mary' moulds, but we're somehow conditioned by the culture to be attracted to those images and it becomes a cyclic circle that feeds itself. The second point I wanted to highlight is how the scene and feitsh stores play into this culture - again with images and advertising, but also with exclusion by only offering their products in small sizes and skinny cuts. And they're a bit like SuperDRY in the UK - an XXL there is like an L everywhere else. If you ask for larger sizes in these stores you get reactions from the staff like: "The only thing we have in the store that will fit you is some socks. Maybe." (Gear Berlin) "We have a made to measure tailoring service..." (Blackstyle) "Perhaps you should spend your money on a gym membership first" (One of the leather shops) "The bakery is next door" (Frontstyle) The reasoning is always that the larger sizes are not volume sellers, but I'd challenge that: I think many don't bother looking anymore and as the community ages bit by bit and there are more of us who are built for comfort rather than speed and we settle for our Marks & Spencer casuals. But is there also some discrimination at work here? Maybe these brands don't want the likes of me wearing their names because it spoils some sort of image they want to project. That's when business needs overtakes community needs. There was an interesting article in Attitude recently on body dysmorphia and coming to terms with and learning to love your own body. I can't help thinking that is a really hard struggle many are having - and the culture we exist within really doesn't do anything to help. Again - thanks to Antoine at Recon for starting to push back. Andy

Part 30: Dom takes Lewis (Part 2) (Dom's perspective) Will went back with Pastor Kline and Ryan, and I watched them, wondering what it would be like to see the father and son explore each other in a new light for the first time. Sure, I’d seen fathers and sons fuck each other before, breaking the limits of their relationship. There’s nothing hotter than watching a father inject into his son the very cum which made him, filling him with what could be his brothers. Well, watching Jay and Will fuck was fun too. I looked down at the eager-to-please Lewis, his shining eyes radiating innocence back up to me, and I knew I needed to see some tears welling up from being torn open by my monster dick. I don’t want to ruin a man’s hole, causing too much trauma, but I like giving them something to scream about. It’s a sound you don’t forget. You also don’t forget the look on their face. I still remembered Will’s face. I remember the twins I fucked, identical wide eyes and open mouths, quivering bodies, shaking hands as they reached out for something sturdy to take hold of. Neither knew I had fucked the other, not even after I pozzed them. I wonder if they ended up fucking each other. It would be like fucking yourself. For now, I wrapped my hand around the back of Lewis’s head and pushed my dick further into his throat, watching as his face grew red, tears starting to form, and the veins and muscles in his neck popping out from the strain. Fuck, young men were the best. Sure, I’d fucked several teenagers in my day, all eighteen to keep the cops off my case, but most of the time I looked for men like… well, I didn’t have a type. Not a body type, at least. I sought innocence, I guess. I liked taking something pure and turning it into something dirty, into something far from what was planned. I liked to damn things. Maybe that’s why I loved Will so much. Knowing I had taken and corrupted a young preacher, a virgin no less, got me instantly hard. My cock bucked in Lewis’s throat just thinking about it. “Time to breathe,” I said, releasing his head. My dick shot out of his mouth, spit trailing down his chin and covering his chest and legs. He coughed, chest heaving, and I was worried for a split second that he wasn’t going to catch his breath. I’ve always known my dick is large, able to fill beyond capacity anyone’s throat. I was happy to see Lewis catching his breath, meaning I knew I could push him harder. “How did that taste?” I asked him. “Fucking incredible,” Lewis said. His face was still red, his tears mixing with the sweat and spit covering his face. “Harder to take than Mr. Flanagan’s?” Lewis nodded. “I wish I could tell you that I cum like him, but I wasn’t gifted with such power.” He shook his head, smiling. “I love his cum,” he said, “but I love your monster cock just as much… maybe more.” “You want this cock?” I asked, wrapping my hand around the base, swinging my girthy member so that it hit against his face. “Where do you want my huge, throbbing, stiff, manly cock?” Lewis opened his mouth and started toward my cock, but I reached out and kept him back. His eyes looked up at me, pleading. “Your throat feels incredible on my cock,” I told him, running my hand over his cheek, smearing his sweat and tears, “but I think I need to open your hole up and make you a part of our… cult, I’d like to say.” “It’s all I want,” Lewis said, reaching out and grabbing my hips, holding me tight. “Then let’s get started.” I backed up and sat onto the couch, scooting down and spreading my legs out, ass-splitting cock sticking straight up, welcoming him. “Well, boy, start fucking yourself. Prove to me you want my gift.” “Yes, sir.” Lewis jumped to his feet and stepped toward me, eyes hypnotized by my leaking dick. “Did you ever think you’d be here?” I asked him, watching as he licked his lips. “Never,” he said. “Never thought of cock before?” “Never,” he said. “And look at you now.” I heard a scream from down the hall. “Sounds like they’re having fun. Let’s join them. I know you want me deep inside you,” I told him, “filling your guts with my toxic seed, but take your time. Enjoy this. You’ll remember it for the rest of your life. Understand?” Lewis looked at me and nodded. His own cock was erect, a stream of pre-cum dripping down, covering Peter’s floor. How the fuck would he explain all our stains to his wife? Did we give a fuck? “Straddle me, boy,” I said. Lewis started to turn, but I stopped him. “But,” he started, “you said—” “Face me,” I told him. “I want to see your face as I enter you.” “Yes, sir,” he said. I brought my legs together, helping him until he was standing over me, my cock and his cock meeting, our dripping pre-cum mixing on my balls. His cock looked so small compared to mine. And to think he once thought he could satisfy someone with a cock like that, a cock so average. Even a woman would grow tired of a cock so insignificant. Good thing we got to him first and showed him where he belonged. I reached down and pushed my cock down, helping him over it until I let go and it slapped his ass. “Looks like it knows where it wants to go,” I said. “Spit in your hand and cover your hole. I’m not using any lube other than your spit.” Lewis nodded and spit into his hand. As he started to reach back, I grabbed his hand and brought it to me, adding my own spit to the mix. “Make it count,” I said. He reached back, my own hands following and grabbing his cheeks, pulling them open. “Get it nice and wet, boy. If you don’t, I’ll tear you open. You don’t want that… yet.” Lewis’s cock was leaking as he pressed against his hole, his face contorted in what could be mistaken as pain, but I knew it was a look of deep longing. This is what he had been waiting for. Just like Will had wanted me, so did this young man need me to open him up to his new future as a cumdump poz whore. “Ready?” I asked. He looked down at me, a slight fear in his eyes. “Yes, sir.” “Then take it slow,” I said, pulling on his ass, helping him toward my cock. Slowly he squatted, my cock pushing between his cheeks and meeting his hole. “Remember what it felt like with Mr. Flanagan? This is going to hurt more at first, but once you give it time, it’ll be the best fucking thing you’ve ever felt.” He continued down, the head of my cock pushing into his hole, straining against his tightness. I could have done for him what I did for Will, taking my time to open him up, but Lewis wasn’t like Will. Lewis was, for the lack of a better word, a disposable fuck. You didn’t take your time. You did what felt good for you and unloaded. Sure, I’d ease Lewis into this role, but he needed to learn quickly what he would be experiencing the rest of his life. Seeing his struggle, I knew I needed to help. I bucked my hips up, forcing myself into his body. Lewis gasped, hands reaching out and finding my chest, his fingers lost in my chest hair as his legs shook. Gravity took hold and he slid down my shaft, taking half of my cock into his body. “Fuck,” he moaned, eyes watering, face red. His head was thrown back, a silent moan coursing through his body. “You’ve got it,” I told him, releasing his ass and moving up to his hips. I held them and helped him continue, taking our time. “How does it feel?” “It hurts,” he said through gritted teeth. “You’ll learn to love the pain,” I said. While I may have broken his trust by thrusting inside him, I remained good for the rest of his journey down my cock. He took his time, easing himself onto the biggest dick he’d ever seen. After a few minutes, he was looking down at me with a smile. “It feels amazing,” he said, his body covered in sweat. “It’s huge. I’ve never felt this full.” “And I’m only gonna fill you up more,” I told him. “Ready?” He nodded. I started pulling myself out of his hole, slowly moving until only the head remained. I could tell from the look on his face that he was feeling empty, that he was missing the feeling that only I could give him. Already his body was hungry for cock, needing it to fill him. Not wanting to prolong his agony, I pushed back inside, moving faster than before. “Fuck,” Lewis moaned. “That’s right,” I told him, pulling back out and thrusting in again. “Ride my poz cock. Milk my toxic cum into your neg ass.” Lewis started moving with my thrusts, taking more of me faster. It didn’t take long before he was impaling himself as hard as he could, loud moans escaping his mouth. Soon, I wasn’t having to move at all as Lewis took control and did all the work. “Fuck me,” he shouted. “Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Fuck me full of your huge cock.” “You want it?” “Give it to me,” he shouted. “This is gonna be the rest of your life,” I told him. “You’ll spend every second hunting dick like mine, trying to fill the void I’m creating.” Lewis moaned, tears in his eyes. “You can say goodbye to college,” I laughed, “Unless you want to be the cumdump for whatever frat will take you.” I watched as Lewis’s cock throbbed with each degrading comment, the realization of his addiction to cock and cum already taking over. “What do you want?” I asked, my hands grabbing onto his hips, fingers digging into his soft skin. “I want your cum!” “What kind of cum?” “Poz cum!” “You want me to poz you? You want me to knock you up? You want me to destroy your ass?” “Yes! Destroy my ass. Poz me! Poz me! POZ ME!” “You’ve got it!” I held him tight and slammed my dick as far and as hard as I could into his ass, my body shaking as jets of my poisonous cum shot into and filled Lewis’s body. “Fuck,” Lewis cried, head thrown back as his own cock shot his load onto my chest, covering me with his neg load. I looked down at his spent cum and imagined it to be the last neg load of his life. Peter sure found a special hole. Already I could tell that we had him. He was on his way to becoming a poz whore. Soon, he'd be converting and making a nice addition to my tally marks. Will could have Ryan. I wanted the privilege of knocking this ass up all to myself. __________________________________________________________________________________________________ I know my posts have been sporadic, but thanks for hanging in. Dom's wilder side is starting to cum out a bit more. Do you want him to go darker?

It was my day off and I really didn’t make or thought I will get much on a Monday. I was also busy with a lot of errands and driving around all day. I live like a few blocks from the beach. It’s so convenient to just walk down the street and there you are, a fabulous stretch of Pacific Ocean. On sniffles I see a bbc cruising for ass at the beach bathroom stalls. I quickly clean and agree to meet. It’s really not crowded on a Monday morning when most people are off to work. It’s been awhile since I’ve been fuck in the bathroom and I was looking forward to it. I go to the stall he’s in. He’s 5’10” 165 33yo. Looks like he was up all night and ready to call it a night/morning but needed to bust a nut in somewhere… anywhere… I went into his stall and started sucking his big dick, 8” of black meat. Hoping there’s no last minute condom. I’m throating his thick meat at the end of my throat. Taking the mix of precum (he had a lot) and spit goo, and applying it on my fingers shoving it in my hole to lube it. It’s a loose hungry cunt waiting for a good seeding. Not tight at all. He’s hard as s rock and dripping his baby batter. Its salty. I turn around and guide him in and he slides right in, no lube. I’m spreading my greedy hungry little pussy and he is buried deep. God… throat goo is the best lube. He goes in slow and deep. Not in a rush to cum but slow fucking to get his full use of an easy hole to breed. He’s taking his time to use me well. He grabs my waist with both of his huge big hands and starts gliding in and out as I push back and bang him to milk his seed. My hole is made for black dick to seed in. He softly moans and unload his hot anon seed in me. I turn around and suck his dick clean. He leaves without a word and I shove a finger in my loose man pussy, it’s hot and gooey. I taste his cum and god if tastes good, just makes me wanna get more dick and be used by random guys.

"Deliciously twisted." Ev repeated. "To hear these words from Wilhelm, my porn god and idol is high praise indeed. Normal is boring and nasty is much more fun! Why not be twisted when I'm far from straight?" With a chuckle, Will said, "Fuck, it feels good to laugh again. Before all this, I described myself as deliciously twisted and it pleases me to see you taking my place. Unfortunately, Wilhelm is a mere shadow of your porn god and idol. Look under this garment and you'll see an emaciated shell of a man. Maybe it's karma for my ancestors disgusting history during the Holocaust, but I look like an Auschwitz survivor." Lifting Will's shoulders, Ev untied the laces in the back of the hospital gown and removed it, letting it fall onto the floor. As expected, Will was emaciated, but instead of being repulsed, he found it quite a turnon. "There's a new phrase that's come into vogue, AIDS SEXY and that describes you perfectly." Without asking for permission, Ev stood up and with both hands, he caressed Will's body starting at his feet. "Your waste, your KS lesions, they're not ugly in the least. I think of them as medals earned in your viral battle. As far as I'm concerned, you're still my Wilhelm, just the new and improved AIDS version!" To prove his point, he bent down and kissed the KS lesions on Will's stomach and chest. "Ev, you're a wonderful man and your hands are as talented as your mouth! Aside from twice weekly sponge baths which are done with gloves, nobody had laid a hand on me since I've been here," Will sighed. "Whether or not that pill works, you've made me feel more like a man than I have in months. Tell me about yourself." Clearing his throat, Ev said, "I also knew I was QUEER, but in my case, I was five years old. You notice I identify as QUEER and that's because it's bold and in your face, like me. One morning, when I was seventeen, I woke up and knew it was time to find my first man and since I didn't have fake 'id' I went to the local QUEER, nude beach where I found him. He was everything I wanted in a man and more. We had a three month fling and on the night of my eighteenth birthday, he told me it was time to try my wings and suggested I go to a local bathhouse. Ten minutes after I got there, my slut gene kicked in and I knew monogamy wasn't for me. I've never had a condom on or in me and like you, when the plague hit. my attitude was 'if I get it, I get it'. A few years later, I met my ex on the same beach. He shared my slutty ways and my barebacking attitude and eventually, we moved in together. Things were good at first, but eventually, I embraced my kinky, twisted side while he remained vanilla. Ultimately, he broke my trust and that betrayal could never be forgiven, so I kicked him out. Four months later he calls to tell me he has shingles and tested poz. I went to the local Health Department and used a fake name for my test. Of course, I wasn't just poz but full blown AIDS and my counts made me highly toxic. Funny, but I never got that flu or if I did, it was too mild to notice. Secretly, I hope I was the one who knocked up my ex, just because it would be my revenge on him. I never did take meds or seek medical attention. Would you mind telling me how Wilhelm came to be?" "Since he's so important to you, I'd be happy to." Will said. "The band was playing a venue in Greenwich Village and naturally, the crowd was a mixture of gays and straights. After our set was over, this guy approached me, saying he did freelance photography for gay magazines. 'If you look half as hot out of those briefs as you do in them, you can make some money' was what he said. He gave me his business card in case I was interested. I called the next day and I went to his studio where he took a few test shots, all very professional. A week later, he calls to let me know that someone's interested in hiring me for a photo shoot. At the office, there was talk about my classic Aryan features and would I mind being called Wilhelm, rather than Will? Wilhelm is my given name, but I've been Will since childhood. I don't need to tell you my photos were published. Looking back, it was fun. Of course, if I'd been on the cover, I might've had a career, but it is what it is and I have you as proof that Wilhelm was indeed sexy. Now, do you have a favorite of those photos and if so, why?" Licking his lips, Ev said, "I most definitely have a favorite of your pics! The one where you're on that long metal table. You're crouched down like a panther, about to pounce! What makes it my favorite is putting myself in that picture. On my back, arms wrapped around my knees, showing you my hairy hole for you to fuck as I stare into your gorgeous ocean blue eyes. If there's one thing I like most about your magnificent cock, is when you're fully hard, your amazing foreskin all but covers your cockhead, begging my tongue to get inside and lap up the precum! Also, your classic Aryan features made my cock throb!" "That's the look the photographer was going for when he posed me like that." Will said. "Funny but that was Greg's favorite photo, too! He'd never known about that part of my life until someone called me Wilhelm at a bar. Until then, he never was into porn. When we got home that night, I showed him the magazine and after that, he'd shout Wilhelm when he wanted to get fucked. I showed him the photo of my pink pucker and I called myself Wilhelm when I wanted him to fuck me. Our own secret code." "I must confess to being a bit envious of Greg." Ev sighed. "No malice intended, but he was your lover and he got to be a part of your life. Would you tell me about him, if it's not too painful? How did you meet?" Will took a deep breath and said, "Greg was a cub and slightly heavier than you, but you do resemble him slightly and I get a similar feeling from you. We met on the Fire Island ferry where we both planned on spending the day, From the moment I looked into his deep brown eyes, I knew he was the man for me. As soon as we arrived, we went to the dunes and fucked. He moved in with me a month later. Somehow I feel like he sent you here. Look at my cock twitching! Do you think it's a sign?" To be continued

Had off on a beautiful Friday so tried the local cruising park. Unexpectedly slow but decided to hang and see. Did the usual naked from the waist down in my truck on the dead end street. A few fly bys but nothing good. Finally a slow cruiser goes by and waves. He turns around, comes back up the street so my door goes open with my hard dick showing. He stops and has his hard black dick out. He says haven't seen you in a long time....I said ditto to him. We talk and then head into the woods. Bare ass naked and swappin charged loads follows. We lay on the sheet for a bit when he asked if I wanted to go to his friends house with him who has a huge dick. HELL YES. About 15 min drive we arrive. We go in and there is a curtain glory hole at the door. As soon as the door closes a beautiful black dick comes through the hole....every bit of 10". Into my mouth it goes as my bud straps. Then he sucks as I strip. Into the room we go the host hugs and kisses both of us, goes down and sucks us both. Over on the sofa 2 other black guys are fuckin. I feel a finger probing my hot hole and the host says he wants my white cakes. Over to the sofa, bent over with a tongue working my hole till I feel that big dick head rubbing on it. Didn't take long till he was balls deep in me. A good pounding and my 2nd load of the day. One of the guys that was fuckin follows right behind him...bang load 3. I turn to sit and the other fucker sits on my dick and rides till I nut in him. It all goes for several hours during which I breed the host and get a 4th load. HELLO SPRING!!

Load me up

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

Approaching the building, Everett rang the 'nighttime service' buzzer. He was buzzed in and walked to the front desk. "Green salad and a smoothie, Lenny" He said passing the food. "Where is he?" "End of the corridor, last door on your left." He replied. "Just be warned, he's in bad shape." The corridor smelled of disinfectant as Everett made his way to his destination. Opening the door, he saw a gaunt figure in bed with a shock of white hair on his head. "I know it's past visiting hours, but would you like some company?" Looking up, the man said, "I haven't had any visitors in the three months I've been here. Yes, the staff will talk to me, but that's their job. Please, step inside and have a seat. To have such an attractive visitor is more than I dared hope for." His accent was definitely European, either Dutch or German. "Please excuse my appearance, I'm hardly looking my best. I'm Will." He held out a bony hand. "My name's Everett, but call me Ev, there's no need to be formal." He said, shaking hands as he sat at Will's bedside. "Given what you're dealing with, I think you look well. Quite handsome, if I might say so. Would you like to tell me about yourself?" Shocked that someone would take an interest in him, Will said. "I come from a small town in Germany, and aside from knowing I was gay at the age of ten, I lived a normal life. Having earned a scholarship, I was eighteen when I moved here. New York was everything I needed to be free and live as a gay man. While I did well in school, I found it wasn't what I wanted. I've always had a talent for music, so I joined a band, kind of a punk, grunge thing. I was the only gay guy in the group, but they didn't care. Our gimmick was our lack of wardrobe. We only wore skimpy briefs and mine left little to the imagination. To be honest, we weren't very good, but we did scrape by. Around this time, I met my man. Greg was sweet and sexy and most importantly, a slut like me, so monogamy wasn't an issue. Both of us were free to fuck and get fucked by others, both separately and as a couple. When the plague hit, we had a serious discussion and we reached a mutual decision to continue fucking and getting fucked bareback, leaving it to the luck of the draw. The draw hit me first and Greg nursed me through it. Big surprise, I was diagnosed with a med resistant strain. Because I loved Greg, I offered to go for safe sex, but he wouldn't have it. He had me fucking him five or six times a day until he got sick and I nursed him through it. We continued fucking around and being honest about our status. Believe it or not there were many like us. Greg wasn't as strong as me and he died in my arms five months ago. I went on a downward spiral and wound up here. Having made peace with myself, I'm ready for what happens next. If Heaven is filled with people who hate me for being gay, I'll gladly go to the other place. Sorry for being a downer, but it feels good to get it off my chest." A thought suddenly occurred to Everett and he said, "While we've only just met, if you've ever posed for gay porn under the name of Wilhelm, then I know who you are!" He hadn't given a thought to that brief part of his life in years. To have this man mention it brought a smile to his face. "Yes, I'm Wilhelm and I just did it for fun. I hope you enjoyed it." "Enjoyed it would be an understatement!" Ev replied. "I probably shot gallons of cum jacking to those pics! Your face is thinner, Wilhelm but you're still a handsome man! Would it be okay if I kissed you?" His smile broadening, Will said, "Trust me, I haven't kissed anyone since I kissed Greg goodbye, so it would be more than okay. I'd be happy to kiss such a handsome man, but you're likely to be disappointed as my mouth is quite dry." "Let me take care of that!" Ev announced, grabbing Will's chin to hold his mouth open. Once, twice, three times, he spit into his mouth. Pulling him closer, he thrust his tongue into Will's mouth. The spit did it's job and they kissed passionately. As they broke the kiss, Will took Ev's hand and squeezed it. "You can't know how much that kiss means to me. The intimate contact of another man has always been important to me. I must also say that you're a wonderful kisser and all this from a photo shoot." "Speaking of the photo shoot, there was a certain caption that distinguished you." Ev said, excitedly, reaching under Will's hospital gown. "There they are! BULL BALLS!!" Hefting them in his hand, he was amazed at how heavy they felt. "And that magnificent cock that goes along with them!" "You do remember!" Will said filled with mixed emotions. "Given a no longer magnificent cock that's only good for pissing, my BULL BALLS are pretty much useless. At least you have your memories." Extracting a yellow cialis tablet from his shirt pocket, Ev suggested, "If you agree, we can both have more than memories! That is if you find me attractive. Would you have fucked me before you got this?" He stood up and briefly pulled down his sweatpants to reveal a firm, hairy ass before sitting down again. His eyes wide, Will declared, "I would've fucked you before and if this pill works, I might fuck you now! But you need to think about what you're getting into. or more importantly what would be getting into you! This is no picnic! Not just AIDS but a meds resistant strain." With a pat on Will's bony knee, Ev reassured him. "Believe me, I've given this thorough consideration and if I had any reservations, I wouldn't be here. If you need any incentives, think of me as your living legacy, a new version of your toxic virus, fucking as your proxy! For me, carrying a piece of Wilhelm is lethal icing on the case." "You make a compelling case!" Will said, snatching the pill from Ev's hand and popping it in his mouth. "I never thought I'd fuck again after Greg's passing and it's like you're offering me a piece of my life back and a bit of immortality. Don't take this the wrong way but this is deliciously twisted!" To be continued

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

When I was 10, I got into my older brother's porn stash. It was mostly Playboy and Penthouse. The Penthouse pictorials featuring men intrigued my mind and I paid special attention to the hunks. He also had a few Hustlers or something similar. those mags had more pictures of hard dicks in the MF sets as well as more pictures of cock in the ads for penis pumps and other toys in the back. Those were fascinating and arousing to me. I spent as much time looking at hard-ons as I did at the women spreading their legs that were 100 times more prevalent in each issue.

That is one sexy as fuck bear on the posted and I'd be straight under his leather kilt. His body is like my husbands and if I had the two of them I'd be in piggy heaven. I'm a chubby guy and hate my body. My husband loves it but I can't see what there is to love. I think the reason in part if because so much advertising in sex and fetish shops is either aimed at skinny thinks or 32 inch waist muscle guys. I have an underwear fetish (among many other things) but almost all of the fetish or gay leaning brands only go up to an XL which they usually classify somewhere between a 34 - 38 waist, that ain't no XL. It's like you're made to feel ashamed if you're a larger build and not allowed nice sexy clothes and the brands themselves clearly don't make the larger sizes not because they won't sell, they'd sell out every time they were restocked, they just don't want larger men wearing their clothing. It doesn't help when society makes jokes about it, oh he's got a dad bod, or he's let himself go because he's got a partner and doesn't need to try any more, and in the gay community you're seen as a joke and made fun of for being a chubby chaser or wanting a daddy. Depending on the clothes and store I'm between a 38 and 42 waist, and therefore made to feel like I'm disgusting and how dare I want fetish clothing, lose some weight you fatso freak. If you're not a skinny twink or a ripped muscle Mary then fuck you we have no clothes for you. I'm pleased to see Recon pushing boundaries with their advertising, just wish more followed suit. Edit: pic of me for context

Seriously?? These are outrageous things to say to anyone! I’ve struggled with body image since I was a teenager - not that I’m an extreme size either at the smaller or the larger ends of the body scale, but I’ve never fitted what society sees as attractive/acceptable - possibly in my own head tbh - but it’s about time that us normal people are fairly represented in advertising campaigns. The bearish model for fetish week is, in my opinion, sexy as fuck, and to be honest a good representation of what a lot of guys look like. Thanks @AirmaxUK for highlighting this subject!

I'm poz, not on meds. I had an encounter in late February of this year that led to my conversion. I currently do not have plans to rush getting on meds.

Seeing this thread only today due to its yesterday’s update And I've been on this platform only since last year or so... I never saw this post before. Obviously the one who started this thread isn’t on this platform anymore, and the scene in India has changed radically from 2015 to today anyways. My $.50 of piece of Info as an Indian (grew up and living in Germany, but pretty much connected to India in general and with some members of the LGBTQ scene there). Mind you, my details are no claim to completeness, and based on my personal experiences and impressions. India is not only big, but also confusingly diverse, it always depends on which places you wanna visit if you wanna fuck bare in the first place and wanna experience culture as a side, or if you are into culture, landscapes, people etc. in the first place and wanna fuck bare on the go. Some rough and ready rules: Major cities have a lively queer scene and venues to meet other people. Especially Mumbai, New Delhi, Bangalore and Hyderabad. For bare fucking, start there. In major cities, as stated above, you can explore similar venues, like bars, clubs, parties, nightlife as we know it from Western cities. In terms of locality, those are the best places to start going for bare fucks. Traveling to India during pride parades in major cities would enhance the chances. Dating apps most popular, as far as I know, are Tinder, Grindr, Romeo. Meeting up with men to get a dick or a hole isn’t that much of a problem at these places, especially if you stick to official venues labelled as LGBTQ oriented events. Outside of such venues or apart from such events, sticking to the mentioned dating apps are the better option. In general, you will always find someone in major cities. If you offer your hotel room to host, you’re a good catch, since many men live with their families and are less expected to host. Apart from that, your hotel room is your personal safe space. Rural areas: to cut it short: forget it. In detail: The more you head into rural villages, for example, if you want to explore the landscapes or the core culture apart from fucking, the more conservative and medeival-minded become the people. At such places, if you are a queer Indian, you are toasted. If you visit such places as a foreign tourist, local people would generally show you the respect for the sake of hospitality, but will manage to somehow keep you away, despising your “lifestyle”. You are best advised at rural areas to keep it for yourself if you’re traveling e.g. with your same-sex spouse and present yourself as best friends instead, let alone, if one main intention is to fuck. It’s not impossible to meet gay men there who would be willing to have sex, but making contacts on a sexual level in rural areas is tough, and a long way to go. You would meet gay men anywhere, but in a village not everyone would reveal themselves, only after a looooong way of getting acquainted. In rural places, men have a lot to lose if they are revealed as gay in the village where everyone knows everyone and wouldn’t risk much to get caught in the act. Still, never say never… with dating apps, you can try your luck. Cruising areas: to cut it short: don’t you dare! I'm serious. In detail: There are well-known cruising places in each major city as well, but personally, I wouldn’t advise checking them. Mostly those are the same places where other “outlaws” of the society (at least what are considered outlaws in India) frequent as well, just like street prostitutes, drug dealers, paid henchmen or contract killers, human trafficking … i know, it sounds like a joke or like adapted from a Tarantino movie. India is a country where corruption is part of daily agenda all throughout executive and political forces. All these mentioned “services” are often supported, protected, or even used by those, who are actually supposed to fight them. It has been a long tradition of cruising gay men to hit exactly these law-free spaces where you don’t look any more conspicuous than any other “outlaws”. But - it’s a difference if you go there as an Indian gay man or as a visible foreigner, a.k.a. white colored person. The latter is more expected to be rich, and to be a good prey to be robbed, or to be forced to claim any of the above “services” to make him pay. If something happens to you, perpetrators rely on any investigations ending up nowhere since foreign tourists can only rely on official support in case of any emergency or legal problems - which can again be “adjusted” by corrupt forces. In terms of physical or legal trouble, you are pretty much on your own. An Indian man, no matter how much he gets himself into trouble, is mostly backed by a family or a whole family clan and has less to lose. A tourist is in a more vulnerable position at these places. My experience at one cruising spot: two street prostitutes forced themselves on me, and didn’t accept my claim that I was gay and that I was looking for guys and not girls, they still didn’t let go off me. Their pimps interfered, and still demanded me to pay them something, since “I had talked to those girls and wasted their time to find other clients”. There was no point in discussing with them that their girls forced themselves on me first and that I wasn’t interested in talking to them in the first place. (It’s ironic, being in a country where coming out as gay is still a matter of risk for various reasons, I thought exclaiming out loud “I’m gay!” in public would save my life…). The point is: you cannot complain anywhere or seek help in such a situation. The question will always be directed back to you, what the hell you were doing at such places. I was just glad that the whole situation hasn’t gone any worse than that. I paid him something and learned my lesson and went home. Discussing more would only have made that pimp call his henchmen to make me pay. (And if anyone wants to know, I fucked the next day with an online hook up.) I therefore would strongly warn of going to cruising places. Bare fucking can never be worth the excitement to risk your life. Except you wanna go full Tarantino in real life. A place that I would definitely recommend to visit and to be safe and enjoy giving and taking loads is Goa. There’s still pretty much a Portuguese vibe descending from colonialism, but more to notice a carefree and liberal lifestyle in the general mentality, as a legacy of that region being a former major hippie stronghold. And Goa is one of the few places I know of where the beaches are not only Paradise-like lovely, but also pretty much safe-spaces to go cruising. Goa serves you Sex on the beach on various levels. Just keep in mind that nowhere in India there is any clothing optional place, it is illegal in Goa as well. So make sure you find a cosy place where you won’t be seen that easily. A word regarding STIs: only rely on yourself, how you deal with it, no matter how. Never rely on someone else in India that e.g. he would know his status. Some examples of gay men that you would come across are like: The out and open gay man who got himself informed about STIs and gets himself tested and knows his status. The closeted gay man who frequently has gay sex, and a) got himself informed secretly through social media about STIs and gets himself tested and knows his status. b) doesn’t care, cause he still thinks of himself as a an exemplary family father nurturing his family and fulfilling his traditional duties, no matter how many guys he fucks or gets fucked by casually, and thus believes that divine providence would never punish him with diseases… (yes, some really believe that) and doesn’t know his status. c) doesn’t get himself tested out of fear, if anyone would come to know and would start asking the wrong questions and doesn’t know his status. The uneducated closeted gay man who has never ever even heard of STIs … and doesn’t know his status. My native place is Kochi, in the state of Kerala, South India, major city with a very lively and active queer scene, but more in the context of arts, culture, and literature, and less or very few with bars or clubbing. There are even queer friendly bars, but every bar would close at 10pm at the latest. There is hardly any nightlife in the sense of “dance the night away”. Nevertheless, Kochi with its queer scene, pride, parades and events is also a place to meet various guys, but also here online dating is your best friend. (And Kochi has a cruising area where female street prostitutes force themselves on you and are backed by greedy pimps…) Dating apps are in India less an option to meet new people or to fuck, but in many cases more a necessity. Homosexuality is no crime by law anymore, but many still face resentments in society. The majority of gay men are still closeted and live a double life. Even if there are sex-starved closeted gay men who can’t help thinking of sex the whole long day, and are insanely pissed off and done fucking their wives’ pussies, many would still rather reject the chance for a fuck any otherwise out of fear than risking a societal downfall. If you meet someone online, you can normally count on men who are ready and have made up their mind to go for it, come hell or high water. Less drama. I’m honest, and let’s face it: looking for a bare fuck in a country like India is a challenge, but it is not impossible. It’s in many ways different. Since India is in every context full of extreme opposites and contrasts, it is likewise the case with looking for hook ups. It’s easy in major cities, although you always have to keep in mind every gay man or trans person has an issue in one way or another with his societal background and that needs to be taken seriously while interacting with them. They will communicate how freely they can behave. That’s why official venues or meetings in major cities for queer people are always the most liberated and best places to start. Anywhere else, it is either almost impossible or risky on various levels to look for hook ups. It is always wise to have someone there, who knows the places, the people, the cultural differences and could assist you to guide around there and help you meet the right people to fuck and who would warn you before you do something risky without knowing - which is of course impossible if you are a tourist and do not know anyone there beforehand. One idea would be to check dating apps and check profiles of the people there in the long run before travelling to get an impression what kind of people are there, who'd be open for giving or receiving bare loads, and make contacts in advance. (Which I often do). If you have met someone, removed pants and did your business, things get easy afterwards. Many gay men know other gay men and support each other, and may be happy to introduce you to their network. It’s pretty much comparable to the secret societies of gay men decades or centuries ago in Europe, or generally in the west. In the past, once when I was on holiday visiting my family there, my relatives there had hired a car driver and they offered me to let him drive me around whenever I had to travel there. The driver and me became friends soon, and he entrusted me that he was gay, but living in secrecy, and yes, we fucked, and afterwards he introduced me to other secret gay men that he was friends with - yes, we fucked, too - and that made things easier. A note to the behaviour of straight men in India: I’ve heard from many tourists how confused they were, when they saw straight men in India walking down the street holding hands, or hugging, or being very touchy in general. It’s never a definite indication that they could be gay. Misunderstanding that and trying to approach them for a gay encounter can often make them feel offended. It’s just the way straight men in India act with each other showing buddy affection. (You can bet that I always have a hard time there handling my lust while I’m being touched the whole day by every Tom Dick and Harry…). In terms of queer rights, India is changing very fast. Many activists make many major changes while many politicians come up with new limits. Everything what I have written here are my experiences and impressions from the past years, but any of these aspects may will have changed completely tomorrow. I’m aware that very much of this doesn’t exactly sound inviting if you plan a vacation in India, and definitely wanna fuck bare. As I said, it’s easy in major cities, and the other point is: it is a chance to explore your own sexuality in a completely different surrounding, especially in a country like India. I tell you: it is fucking different, and worth a try. I grew up in Germany and would consider myself more western, and I have an out and open and liberated relation to my sexuality. But each time when I’m in India, I cannot exactly point the finger at what it is… I’m horny as fuck to the core like a dog in heat, in a way I don’t know from my normal daily life that takes me myself by surprise each time I’m there. Maybe it’s the humid weather that makes your whole body sweaty all the time and makes it feel totally different and strange and makes yourself feel all new. Maybe it’s knowing that looking for a hook up is a different challenge than at home and adds an extra spice of excitement. Maybe it’s the food which of its many spices are healthy for libido. Maybe it’s the men there, who act and behave in a completely different way than we know from home, which attracts us on a whole new level and makes us curious and horny in a way we have not felt before. All I can say is, each time when I’m in India, I feel a whole new level of my sex drive, I think of sex way more than at home (and mind you, I’ve never been to India for holidays. There was never any relaxed holiday vibe for me, as I was busy with various stressful engagements every day during my stay there, the same way as if I would go to work in Germany). The way men look at you in a totally different way than I was used to, kept me horny throughout. Life in India is in many ways harder than I have experienced in Germany, which forces men there to be more aggressive, not because they’re rude, but they had to learn the hard way to get things done (I had my share of that as well. I was often very thankful for my life in Germany where I could manage many comparable situations like in India much easier). The effect is: you sense their wildness… and that starts to make me hot for them the moment each time I land there and set my foot on an Indian airport. (At some Indian airports there’s also security check after landing and each time I’m even hoping for undergoing a physical search…). Indian men fuck or let themselves get fucked differently, at least many of them. Sometimes you can really tell they fuck like there’s no tomorrow, because literally they don’t know if they’ll ever be able to fuck again before giving in to traditional rules. For many of them, it is not a matter of course to have gay sex. You can sense sometimes they’re having the time of their lives and you can’t help getting captured by their excitement. And - I could sense the horniness among many men. It’s the aspect of India being a country of extreme contrasts. The more sexuality becomes a [banned word], the hornier the people become. If you hit the right gay guy at the right time, in many cases it’s only a matter of time when both of you would land in bed. We are not the second most populous country in the world for nothing… I’ve almost completely referred to gay men since being myself one I can only share a gay man’s point of view, almost everything goes the same for trans people as well. Additionally, there are many straight Indian men who love fucking trans people. India has a centuries old history of the “third gender”, which is why trans people are accepted in many regions even more than gay or lesbian people. Unfortunately, it’s beyond my knowledge and experience on how a trans person can connect to straight Indian men for a fuck. India has its challenges for tourists who wants to fuck. But on the other end of the extreme of contrast, there is a lot of, especially sexual, magic worth and waiting to be explored. Feel free to hit me up to fuck, I mean if you need more information. Since I stated major cities and their queer venues and events are best to start with to look for hook ups (apart from dating apps), I could provide detailed information about those places, especially those that I’m in touch with. Hope this could help for the time being. Happy hunting and Namasté! 🙏

6 Loads at the Apartment Part 3 "Too much. Too much." He stepped over behind me and shoved me toward an empty space above where the old man was lying down. I leaned forward onto the bed and stretched my ass higher by standing on tiptoe. I knew what was coming. His cock was long - easily 8 or 9 inches. He didn't hesitate but drilled me with the full length until i heard his balls slap against my cummy ass crack. I felt a strange twinge inside and some pain along with pleasure. His cock penetrated my second sphincter and started to drive me mad as he pulled out and drove deep time after time. My cock was getting harder and I was on the edge of cumming myself when I heard him start a short mantra of oh my, oh, oh, oh my. He drenched my ass with his cum when he shot. He stayed with thrusting for a while. It was a luxury to feel his long cock sliding in and out lubricated by jets of cum. He pulled out and I started to rise then felt a big hand push into the middle of my back. I was mashed back into the bedspread as I felt the thick monster black cock sliding back into my bored out hole. It was so much more pleasant this time around. We made a game out of me squeezing my asshole tighter and him pulling back harder on my hips to drive his cock deeper. He leaned forward to rumble in my ear. "You like my dick, faggot?" "Yes, sir." I whispered. He once again increased the pace just as my older friend slid his hand underneath my body to find my cock and started rubbing it. The pounding got deeper and more persistent then I heard him cry out as he came a second time. He fell all the way on top of me, wheezing from the work. After he had a chance to catch his breath I heard him say "Fuck yeah," as he made his way back to the bathroom. The older fellow's long beard was tickling my back as he reached across to feel my ass. Eventually his thumb found its way into my very used cunt. He laughed a little. "Bet you're getting sore." He jabbed his thumb harder into my asshole to emphasize the point. "Yeah but I still got room for you. Might as well fuck me, everybody else has." He looked around. The room was empty except for the two of us. The older black man was taking his time in the bathroom. He maneuvered into position. His cock ring did an excellent job of preserving his erect cock which seemed to bulge out menacingly about halfway up the shaft. He had no trouble finding the hole and slid gently inside. "Oh God." In three pumps I felt his tense and shoot. He left immediately. I cleaned up with a towel, trying to push any leaking cum back into my hole. Can't wait for next Saturday!

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

Part 2 - Clouds Paul handed me the pipe, found the torch, lit it, just the hissing sound itself turns me on. He put the flame to the bowl as I rolled it slightly, watching the white vapor develop and then began a slow inhale. I held it for a few seconds, enjoying the full, hot feeling in my lungs, before shotgunning it into his mouth. We traded the smoke back and forth a couple of times before letting it dissipate around us as we began to kiss, wrapping tongues and lips. Another hit for me, then he did one, we traded hits and saliva for a while, engaged in that passionate, intense making out of tina shotguns. My last hit, he didn’t want any, so I bent down and engulfed his hard cock in my mouth, letting the smoke swirl around it as I gently blew it out, then sucked him. Paul groaned. I could taste his precum, he was leaking quite a bit. I did one more pull, then administered another smoke and suck. “How about some g? I haven’t had any yet.” “Sure, that’d be great.” He got up and grabbed a bottle off an upper wall shelf and started to prepare the drug. As he did that, I leaned back onto the pillows and took in the room. It was older, a bit worn, but clean and he was keeping it neat. Clothes were folded or on hangers, towels stacked, luggage standing in a closet. Some bottles of soft drinks in one spot on a side table next to the mini fridge, everything was organized. A good sign, he was not a tweaking mess and we would not have the too frequent party situation when you can’t find a damn thing for all the clutter. As I watched him, I could feel my head and body buzzing from the t. My body was warm, slightly sweating. His stuff was good, that was sure. Paul handed me a glass full of Gatorade and drank his down, I did the same except just half. That’s how I like to take it, not all at once, to see how it affects me before I take the rest. Paul was at the tv and his laptop, browsing through some porn. “What do you like?” “Groups, interracial, gang bangs, whatever you want, I’m not that particular. Any pnp is hot, but I know there aren’t a lot where it’s explicit. I do like it when you can tell that the guys are high.” He settled on a longer one, a gang bang, then moved next to me on the bed. “I could taste your precum, wow you have a lot.” I reached over and rubbed the tip of his dick, massaging the liquid around his frenulum. “I don’t get much at all. Although I did find a way to make it happen, wanna see? It’s kinda strange.” “Sure, actually I like the way you're so open about what you want . Show me!” Reaching to the floor, I rummaged in my bag and took out a small, empty fleet enema bottle. As I reached for the pipe and torch, Paul said “Oh, I know this. Clouds up the ass.” “Nope, I’ve done that, this is something different.” I inhaled, held it in while I set down the pipe, squeezed the air out of the bottle, then exhaled into it. The plastic expanded, the white cloud trapped inside once I placed my finger over the tip. The rest of the hit I blew toward my cock. Carefully, I inserted the tip into my piss slit, then slowly squeezed, short bursts, the smoke entering my cock, hot, stimulating, some slight pain but very enjoyable. “Holy shit, I’ve never seen that before! What’s it feel like? Do you get high off it?” “I don’t think it gets me high, but it’s intense, a bit of pain but feels good at the same time.” I replied. "The perviness of it is a mind fuck, too. Plus it makes me precum.” Demonstrating, I removed the enema tip and rubbed my cock head, releasing a stream of precum. He reached over, rubbing it. “Man, that’s real crystal dick!” We both laughed as he continued to touch me. My penis was limp, tiny, and my balls matched them, a small sac pulled up against my body. “You ever do three ways or groups?” was his next question. “Oh yeah, those are great, I’ve been gang banged a few times, too. Those were a lot of fun. I love an audience.” “I do, too. I’d love to watch you get fucked.” “I might be able to get someone here if you’re up for it. Want me to try?” “Sure, can you show me who you have in mind?” I opened my phone and signed in to a couple of sites, hunting for a regular that I had been messaging the last couple of days. I knew he had just got in to town, but he hadn’t been sure of his schedule. Sure enough, I found him online and showed his profile to Paul. “Nice! Does he party?” “Yes, he’s a top, gets kinky, too, really likes to be a dom with me.” My bud, Joe, was early 60’s, good body and a cock that was close to 8 inches. “What do you think? Invite him?” “Yes, ask him.” I tapped out a message, explaining what was up and included the address. In less than a minute my phone pinged with his response, “So my little faggot needs more cock? I’ll be there in about 45 minutes, maybe an hour.” When I told that to Paul, he laughed again and started to rub my taint, then fingered my hole. “I want to fuck this pussy first, you’re using my supplies so I get to open you up.” Rising to his knees, he yanked my head to his now soft dick. Taking all of him, I sucked and tongued him to a quick erection. He pushed me onto my back again, lifted my hips up and positioned pillows, pulled off my jock, then arranged my legs apart and back. My ass was elevated, my boihole was exposed. He dropped down and started to rim me. “Oh, man, that’s fucking awesome,” I started to moan, even writhe a bit, as his tongue first explored the area around my hole, then, after what seemed many minutes of pleasure, he started to tongue fuck me. Stroking my tina dick, which was hyper sensitive with all the clouds I’d inhaled and inserted into it directly, I continued to moan, telling him how fantastic his oral skills felt. Stopping, he rose up and positioned his cock at the entrance to my hole, then plunged in, going all the way in one single stroke. “Man, fuck, your cock feels so good inside me!” I was starting to babble a little, drugs and physical sensations crashing over me. “Your hole is so fucking warm, I can’t believe how open it is.” Paul started to fuck me, slowly, then quick and hard, varying the tempo while staring my face, gauging my reaction. After a good 15 minutes of pounding, he paused, still hard inside me, then held the glass containing the rest of the g to my lips. “Drink it” he ordered. Putting the glass down, he picked up the pipe and got the torch going. As soon as vapor formed, he put it to my mouth, still keeping the flame going. “Take it.” I complied, filling my lungs. He handed me the enema bottle, and I understood what he wanted next. Cloud into bottle, then into my cock. As I did that, he kept still, watching, his hard dick pulsing within. Once I had finished, he resumed fucking, staring hard into my eyes. I whimpered a bit, it was all a little overwhelming, the amount of pleasure a sensory overload. “You like how a real man’s cock feels, pussyboi? You like it in your boicunt?” “Yes, oh fuck, man, don’t stop.” “You really are a little meth whore, aren’t you.” “Yes, fuck, I know.” Bending down, he spit on my face. I let out a sound, a whimper, yelp and moan all in one, at the abuse, and the recognition. Paul thrusted harder and faster. “Say it. Say what you are.” “Faggot. I’m a fag and a pussyboi.” “What else?” “A meth whore.” Once again, spit hit my face, then a light slap. The fucking continued, hard, my hole totally open and wet. Totally needing his dick inside me. Again, he bent toward me, but this time he kissed me, and we started to make out. This was turning into one hell of a drug-fueled hate fuck and I was falling into a state of total submission.

I don’t know where to start with this. I’ve never judged any guy by his looks, age, size, race or religion. To me, that’s absurd and limiting. I’m not that superficial. I can only suggest about those kind of comments that it says more about them than it does about you or anyone else. It’s easy to say you should just rise above it and ignore the detractors. Not so easy to do it. But rest assured, Andy, there are plenty who do find you attractive. So it’s their loss.

I love exhibitionism. As long as I'm left with the connection of me and the guy giving me a good go, I'm all set. Only thing I don't really like in a public setting is when another guy interjects himself and breaks the rhythm.

This reminds me of one of my earlier ABS experiences. They had a curtained off area with curtained booths within it. I initially went to the booths with doors and enjoyed a little gloryhole sucking, but since it was the middle of summer and hotter than hell in the booths I reluctantly checked out the curtained area since it was cooler and there were several guys that didn't have their curtains drawn and were openly jacking off. It didn't take long after I dropped my pants for the guy across the aisle to join me, sit on my lap and start bouncing on my dick. I thought we were going to get thrown out when the store employee came back to see what was going on, but instead I wound up fucking him in the aisle. Have fun!

I also had a teacher who wore tight pants. When he'd walk over to your desk, his bulge would rest on the desk's top, almost as if he was doing it on purpose. He was one reason I asked so many questions when taking exams.

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I can always count on shooting a couple of loads when reading your hot stories.

That’s very true - they do stay with you. I just keep telling myself that the bitchy prima donna’s probably aren’t that good a shag as they’re too obsessed with making it look like porn and not getting their hair messed up! Give me a real man, with a real body for real uninhibited sex any day!

Back in the 90's I used to ask strangers to wear them. My partner and I at the time didn't use them with each other so our agreement was that we would use them with others. Once prep came out and we went on it, we dropped that requirement. With my current partner we enjoy him being a no load refused cum dump with me getting to fuck his sloppy hole after it has a few loads in him.

I enjoy kissing, unless the boy is a smoker, than I'll pass.

Essentially by IP Address. ...which is why using a VPN will get around the blocks. The VPN host is connecting to the network, so the sites you connect to see its IP address rather than yours.

There is this party organized at random days and times where more mature men like me can get, get naked, and behave like the little slutty whores we are. When I got to the place and paid my admission the host told me he may have to refund me if nobody else showed up. I was willing to give it a try so I stripped, put my stuff in my cubby, slipped on a cock ring and a ball stretcher and headed back to the bedroom. For a while it was quiet and I was afraid the host may have been right, when a young black man steps in and looks me over as I was stroking myself, naked on the bed. "You wanna suck my cock?" I slid to the edge of the bed and offered my lips. He pulled down his pants to reveal a seven inch cock with a large knob of a head. I took it like I was starving and wrapped my lips around his shaft as I slid my head further and further down. I heard him start to moan. I felt his cock head hit the back of my throat and I started to hum a little. That drove him crazy and his hands wrapped around the sides of my head as he pulled me into his cock. His balls slapped hard against my chin. Then he pulled out and disappeared up the hallway toward the entrance. I didn't think he came, but wasn't sure. I laid back down on the bed and stroked my cock while I was playing with my stretched balls. In a few seconds he was back. "Show me your ass." I obediently flipped over and placed my ass within his easy reach. His big hand cupped my right cheek then his left did the same. He was squeezing me like a melon. After stroking my ass crack with his cock head, I felt him pulling my legs off the bed and onto the floor. My ass was already lubed. The head popping through hurt a little then he was stroking me deep. I felt him tense in several minutes. He pulled out and stood there panting by the bed. I waited, not moving. "Let me lay on the bed. You straddle me." He pointed toward the back wall. I slid out of his way and gave him room to lay down. When he was settled I straddled him, facing away from him toward the back wall. After a couple of false starts he jabbed the bulbed head of his cock into my waiting asshole. I moaned loudly. That send another pair of feet padding up the hallway toward us. He looked to be of Indian descent and was short. I was shoving my ass backwards onto the black man's cock. He took off his glasses and leaned into me to kiss me on the mouth. His hands reached up to brush against my nipples. I moaned loudly. The cock in my ass started pounding faster and I heard his breath catch. "Oh, God. Oh Fuck!" His voice was rough. The Indian man ended our kiss and backed away.

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Very hot - I hope there is another chapter (or 2 or 3) I know the husband is “straight” but as his wife becomes a bigger “cumdump” (to use her words) - does the husband start to like the taste of other men’s cum in his wife’s pussy ? Does it turn him on to watch other men fuck her unprotected? just how much of a cumdump does she (do they) become?

Went crusing last night. Met up with a friend and we sucked and jacked for a while, he fucked another dude in the restroom and I sucked a guy for a while but got interrupted. Then this hot surgeon I've seen once before hit me up on sniffies. Was looking for a hole to eat breed, snuck into the hospital and went to a discreet bathroom where he bent me over and bred me deep, huge load. Sucked his cock after, his cum tasted so good. Had the best orgasm jerking, smelling, and tasting his cum after.

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.

I can hear Kyle saying how good Jesse's cock feels, and how bad he wants it, how he wants Jesse to breed him and cum in his ass. Jesse is into it calling him a dirty slut and a pig, telling him how bad he wants to breed his ass and to beg for his cum, adding he wants me to video him taking my load and showing it dripping out of his ass, telling me to get his phone out of his shorts, which are down around his ankles. He unlocks it for me even though I already know his passcode and hands it to me, telling me to get ready and then telling me to start as he again riles Kyle up calling him a dirty slut and a cum pig, telling him to beg for his load and Kyle does as he's told as Jesse tells him he's going to breed him and lets out a massive groan as he thrust his cock balls deep in Kyle. Kyle is louding begging him not to pull out, to pump all his cum inside him as Jesse slowly does just that. I'm rock hard just watching it and Jesse tells me to hand him the phone and I do as he pulls out and narrates moving in for a close up of Kyle's fucked out cummy ass, taking a couple photoes which he shows Kyle, elciting a "fuck" from Kyle. Jesse tells Kyle it's his turn now and he wants Kyle to breed him up against the wall like he just did. Kyle is still catching his breath and panting with a long thick rope of cum dribbling down off his cock. Kyle swiped up the rope of cum and smeared it on Jesse's ass as he was stroking himself hard and then sliding his raw cock inside Jesse. Jesse isn't making much noise and if Kyle realizes Jesse already has a load in his ass he isn't saying anything. I'm guessing right now Kyle is in "any hole is the goal" mode right now and doesn't give a shit. As he's fucking Jesse Kyle tells me to move in behind and for me to fuck him. I was already massively horny and starting to feel fucking useless as those two were so into each other. I do a cursory spit on my cock knowing Kyle doesn't need any lube with Jesse's load already in him and slide my cock balls deep inside him. I loved that both these dirty sluts were in a back alley getting bred raw like the whores they are. I'm dying to know from Jesse if Kyle already had a load in him or not. And while I should be worried about someone coming down the alley and catching us I don't give a shit as all I wanna do is load Kyle's ass. Jesse is now begging Kyle to breed him and make him his bitch and we now have a nice rhythm going. I know Jesse is getting what he wants and Kyle is getting more of what he always wants. Both are dirty indiscriminate pigs who probably take any load they can get. I can only bet that once Jesse and I finish breeding Kyle he's going to be lining up more guys to come by and breed his dirty slutty cummy hole, taking them raw with no questions. I've worked myself up so much I blasted my load deep inside Kyle and can hear him starting to pant and groan and soon enough he pumps his load inside Jesse just as I slide out of him. Jesse is begging him not to pull out and softly moaning telling Kyle how hot it was. Jesse slides out of Jesse and says he probably need to check in with coworker and see how things are but tells us not to leave and jokes that his coworker buddy may want to have some fun with Jesse. I already know I'm not his co-worker's type. His name is Noah and he's a tall skinny redneck boy who doesn't like Mexicans, so I'm guessing Jesse may be his thing. I know from talking with Kyle that Noah prefers to top but does bottom for the right guy and like us wants it raw. I know that Noah and Kyle take turns hooking up with guys once it gets slow in the evenings and they're both on and that they have a good relationship as a result. I can't help but wonder if they also play together even though Kyle insists they don't, saying it would be like having sex with his sister. Jesse and I have pulled our shorts back up and are waiting and to my surprise Noah came out instead, scowling as he sees me but then seeing Jesse smiles and says "hey" and its possible they've hooked up before as they seem to be already familiar with each other. "That's not yours" Noah says gesturing to my truck and Jesse says that the truck is mine and Noah looks around asking where he and Jesse should do it. Again, I'm feeling like a third wheel here and Jesse says he can get up against the wall or they can fuck in the truck. Noah looks at Jesse with a screwed up face and says "Against the wall" and Jesse pulls his shorts down as Noah tells me to keep an eye out. I'm trying to catch glimpses of Noah's cock as Kyle has told me he's pretty hung but from this angle I can't see anything but can hear it as he slides in Jesse as he's sudden screaming out "Jesus, go slower!" But Noah isn't being gentle and soon Jesse is screaming "Oh God" mixed with pleas for Noah to cum in his ass. I love that Noah doesn't mind getting sloppy seconds after Kyle (or in this case sloppy thirds) and I'm guessing they both probably take turns with more than a few guys showing up late nights for fun. I keep glancing over but really can't see much, but love hearing that Jesse is enjoying the pounding. Noah unloads in Jesse with a loud groan and I can hear Jesse pleading for him not to pull out and to stay inside him. Noah seems intent on that wish and is continuing to stroke inside Jesse and I'm shaking my head knowing he is truly the luckiest guy as he got bred before we got here, took Kyle's load, got to breed Kyle, and now has taken Noah's load and is about to get a second load from Noah. By comparison Kyle is fairly chaste, just taking loads from me and Jesse, but I'm guessing even now he's on his phone lining up other guys to come breed him too, adding their seed to his greedy needy hole. Against those thoughts I can hear Noah pump another load deep inside Jesse's needy hole and I can hear Jesse plead for him not to pull out. The two are kissing now that Noah has pulled out and I can faintly hear Noah saying he wants Jesse to fuck him. He's up against the wall and I'd forgotten I'd given Jesse the lube earlier but can see him lubing up Noah's ass and sliding inside him. Noah is softly moaning oh gods and oh yeahs as Jesse's raw cock is stroking balls deep inside him. I'm guessing this isn't the first time Jesse's unloaded inside him and that Noah isn't as much a top as Kyle has said he is and probably gets fucked raw a lot. I can hear Jesse softly asking him if he wants it and hear him softly moaning "yeah I do" and "cum inside me" followed by Jesse's groan, telling me Noah and Jesse got what they wanted. Jesse slid out and I could see Noah pulling his pants back up and it had me majorly hard knowing that both Noah and Kyle were both going to be working with Jesse's loads buried deep in their asses. Noah went back in scowling at me as he did leaving Jesse and I in the alley. We got back in my truck and Jesse lit up a cigarette obviously needing it after all the sex he'd had. Dirty slut had gotten it from three different guys and knowing him, was probably going to go home and line up still more guys to come over to fuck him. "Fuck that was hot" he said, taking a long drag on the cigarette. I asked him if he and Noah had hooked up before and he admitted he had and that he often went over to fuck with not just Kyle, but Noah too and that both had come over to his place to play and also do group stuff, but together and apart. I was insanely jealous of Jesse having his own place to host guys for that kind of stuff while I still had to do car play and stuff at the gym and on the trails. I asked Jesse if he was still gonna hook up when he got home and he laughed hard saying he was and that I should join him. I said I was hardly satisfied as I hadn't gotten fucked enough and he said he'd line up guys to come over and join us. And he was true to his word. And while I'd really wanted Kyle and especially Noah to breed me neither had. Jesse apologized for not realizing that and once back at his place lined up one random guy and then a second random guy to come over and breed both of us raw.

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

Not my last fuck but a hot one. 18 year old Zach who went off to UT at Austin was back for Easter and is 19 now and he and I have been chatting on text as he's having a lot more sexual experiences in Austin. He was going to be back in town for Easter and was worried about it being boring and had heard about the group thing I sometimes do on Fridays and wanted to see if that was still happening and if I could take him there. Back when Zach lived in the area he was always kind of scared as it was pretty much all Latino guys, all bareback, and pretty raunchy, just mattresses on the floor in two rooms of the house of a guy who also deals drugs. It can be a rough crowd, but its an outlet for neighborhood guys who don't have a place to have sex. I've done it when the mood strikes but I couldn't imagine an Anglo just showing up out of the blue. I told him we could meet up and I'd take him there. We met up and I took him there and the look on the guy running the door was pricelessly funny as this shaggy haired Anglo kid showed up wanting to come in. I explained he was with me and the guy at the door asked if he knew what he was getting into, and I said he did. Once in Zach and I stripped down, putting our clothes into a garbage bag and I explained to him the drill, all while he was distracted by hot Latino boys walking by learing at him naked. Pretty quick Zach was surrounded by Latino guys groping his cock, letting Zach grope their cocks, and kissing on him. A couple guys were already playing with my dick and fingering my ass, and I suggested to Zach we move back to where the bedrooms were and the gaggle of Latino boys followed with. We were barely inside the one bedroom before Zach was down on the mattress with several Latino guys grinding on him. I tried to keep my eye on him but was soon enough into it with a hot Latino boy myself, only occaisionally catching glimpses of Zach getting drilled raw by a hot Latino boy, knowing he'd be taking their loads and many other guys as well. I had no idea how long I'd been there, but after taking it from three guys I needed a breather and got up to get some water and see what all was going on. There was pretty much a circle around Zach with him sucking cock and getting fucked. His face and hair had quite a bit of cum on them. He was truly every bit as piggy as he'd been indicating and while part of me was satisfied and ready to leave I was a little scared to just leave him there as I'd driven him there and knew he was gonna need to clean up afterwards. And I'd completely forgotten to have towels to clean up afterwards and know that even if you showered you would need something to dry off with. I felt really out of practice. I went out to the living room and smoked a couple bowls with a guy I know from the gym that I've hooked up a couple of times and we chatted and wound up fucking on the couch while some guys watched. By now I was in chill mode and went out on the back patio to hang out with guys and drink some beers. Its always hot to be naked in the dark talking with other guys while watching guys in parts of the yard fuck and hearing the sounds of guys inside fucking. One of the guys I chatted with is a regular fuckbud from the trails who kind of knows me and we had some good laughs and honestly, he's in the same weird place I am in life. It was weird still as I had no idea of what time it was and if Zach was ready to leave or not and so wandered back into the bedroom again and found he was still surrounded by guys and being drilled just like he was earlier. I can't even imagine how many loads he's taken by now. As much as I hated to ditch him I figured I'd text him saying to hit me back when he was ready to leave and I'd pick him up. We'd got there around 10pm and now it was a bit before midnight. I had my cellphone on so that I'd hear it go off and had messaged I had towels if Zach needed to shower. I got a text around 2:40am from Zach saying to come and get him and bring the towels. I was there about ten minutes later and the guy running the door jokingly asked if I was back for more. I laughed and said I'd see and went in. There were still guys inside but the mood had shifted. It smelled more of liquor than weed and so it was probably guys coming from the bars and clubs looking to play. So many of the guys close to my age and that I knew had left and now it was more guys in their 20s and 30s looking to get their loads off doing their thing. I was looking around and could see Zach riding a dude's cock on the couch around a group of guys watching. I joined and was enjoying the scene hearing Zach begging for the guy's cock and load. As soon as the guy blew his load in Zach I could hear Zach beg for no more, but as soon as the top slid out another guy was right inside him. There was no way this was going to end for Zach short of him ordering it and clearly he liked getting fucked too much to say no. I managed to work my way around to Zach's head and let him know I was there and had a towel. He was at least aware enough to ask what time it was and I let him know it was after 3 and that I had a towel and he said to let the guy in him finish and then he'd go. Zach was a mess, his hair still wet from showering but also cum here and there where guys had jacked off on him or he'd sucked them and they came on him. The guy drilling his ass finally came and as he slid out another guy quickly took his turn to slide inside him, and rather than protesting Zach softly moaned and let him enter him. I told the guys in Spanish that Zach was done and it was time for him to go but the guy inside him was refusing to pull out, saying to me that Zach was his bitch and he was going to get release inside him. He looked pretty street and I wasn't going to argue with him and said for him to finish and watched, kind of in awe as Zach let this thug bareback him and breed his ass raw. Zach had probably taken a lot of raw loads from pretty thuggy and nasty Latino boys tonight and maybe thats what he wanted. Once the guy finished off Zach got up and I shepherded him to grab his bag and grabbed him a beer as well. Zach downed the beer pretty quickly as he dressed and I gave him the beer I snagged for myself and handed it too him. We grabbed two more and headed back to my truck fully dressed. Once to my truck I asked Zach if he was OK and he said he was and smiled at me. He said tonight was a lot of fun and that he wished he'd done it sooner, which kind of shocked me. He admitted he'd been so uptight and restrained in high school when he should have been having sex and said he regretted it, admitting he was embarassed to admit he wanted to come here when he was younger. I hardly knew what to say and stupidly asked how many guys he'd been with and he seemed to be honest when he said probably 8 but it was more as he lost count, admitting he'd gotten high and wasn't paying attention. As we drove he admitted I was right about how much I'd like Austin and that there was no shortage of guys who would want to hook up with him and that he dreaded coming back to Dallas. I asked him about the kind of guys he hooked up with in Austin and he admitted he didn't really have a type, he just wanted a guy who was hot and close to his age that would fuck him and let him fuck him. We parked and finished our beers and he admitted he enjoyed getting fucked that much more than he imagined and asked if he would be safe to go back. I told him it was probably not safe to be there alone and that it was getting too late anyhow and that most of the guys would be leaving soon anyhow, admitting he was probably the main attraction. Zach smiled at that but admitted he wanted more. I said that was his call but I needed to drop him off and reminded him Jesse was next door to may and maybe still up, horny and looking. He got out of my truck looking sad, but thanked me for my time and stumbled off to his car texting. I went home and to my bedroom to keep watching Zach to see what was happening and soon enough saw my neighbor Jesse come out and start talking to Zach. I knew the two were friends and had fucked and soon enough the two wandered back to Jesse's place and I can connect the dots.

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.

In the sanctuary of the stake center for the young adults ward of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in Boulder, CO. Ever since I started taking and giving loads it has been a fantasy to go to this place where I once worshipped the Christian God, and bare my testimony for the one true God that is Barefucking as consecrated by Breeding. And in that place I’d like to take the loads of a dozen Elders on their missions and declare I have a quorum inside me giving me the power to declare that I am the Prophet of our Lord. And He commands that all young men, will henceforth set out on a mission to teach the doctrine of Bareback Breeding. And to seal them to their calling the first 100 brave stripling warriors will demonstrate their love and devotion for the one true God by bareback breeding their Prophet. And we will exalt in this glorious manifestation of His works. Hosanna!

Chapter 19: Let's Get the Party Started! Sirs party add was titled " Be owned for a day." The text said if you've ever wanted to be owned by a Master, now is your chance to be owned for a few hours. Dominant but fair Master is looking to share his newly owned boy with others. The boy is not only new to being owned but to M2M sex. To be considered for an invite you must be negative and free of any and all STIs. You should be 30 or under but at least 18. If Master has any doubts on age he will ID you. You must also not be new to M2M sex. To Master, new is having less than 10 M2M BB encounters where loads were given or taken. You must be versatile and willing to fuck and be fucked. You must not speak unless Master gives you permission. You must be OK with sexual toys including, but not limited to blindfolds, ball gags and dildos of various sizes. Master is firm but fair. The only time you can speak is if you feel uncomfortable and wish to use a safe word provided to you. Sir encourages you to push your limits, which could lead to permanent ownership if both agree to it. Sir showed his ad to me and told me I had to abide by the party rules also. He explained that he would have a collar with a lock around my neck, and would be subject to anything Sir wanted, and perhaps things we have never discussed or done. I said I'd like that. I hugged and kissed Sir, saying that I knew he would always be there to make love to me, however the porns that he had seen really intrigued me. Sir said that he had many porns, and would continue to use them as training videos. With that, sir told me to shower and deep clean, while he contacted the two guys for later tonight. Sir told me that after I showered, they would sleep some to be ready for the long night ahead. Sir contacted the two guys and told them both that he was going to accept their invites, however saying it would be only 1 at a time. He told them if not interested, to delete their request to attend by 9pm as party was scheduled for 10. Ultimately one deleted his request, however Sir was OK as was one of his lesser favorites. Sir contacted the remaining one and asked if he could spend the night, not just a few hours. Sir reminded him to be totally cleaned out, and he would be both giving and receiving, and told him to make sure his 7 inch uncut cock was not cheesy. He also told him to to wear either a jock, or sexy undies. The trick responded immediately with a Yes Sir!

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

This was my last…. Now planning the next purchase and reading some of your comments for suggestion

I have no idea why Ireland made that list... Honestly the rudest ppl I've ever encountered. 🤷🏿‍♂️

I'm pretty agnostic on kissing, if my dick is in an ass or a dick is in my ass I never reject a in the heat of the moment. It doesn't even have to be the same person I'm fucking with in a group situation. I have learned with random hookups to not kiss until I'm sure one of us is about to get fucked, there are simply too many guys that consider kissing the main event and won't go any further once they get what they want. These same guys will all too happily take you out of circulation for hours when you would rather find a hookup who is into fucking.

please continue, this story is so fucking hot

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

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.

Chapter 17: Becoming Like Sir I was actually quite eager to breed my Sir. Although I had never topped before, I felt i had learned enough from Sir. Sir got into the sling, and i spit on his hole. Sir told him to take it slow and steady as it was likely I'd cum quickly having my cock up someone's ass for the first time. And Sir was right. In a little over 5 minutes, I thrust myb cock in Sir, and flooded his hole deeply. Sir was mostly a top, but loved that I filled his hole with my hot cum. It was a quick load, and although i shot it deep inside Sir, my seed was dripping from Sirs ass. I licked any cum that escaped, and Sir told me to grab a plug and plug him. I asked Sir to make love to me, and Sir said he would later. He suggested we get in bed together, and see if I had anyone cruise me on BBRTS. We opened up the ap and 7 guys viewed my profile. Two of them sent me a message that they would love to hook up, and particularly with his Sir there. Sir told me to check out other profiles while he checked the 2 profiles out. Sir liked their profiles, which met his requirements of the party ad, which his boy didn't know he placed. After Sir cruised the two profiles, he kissed his boy, and asked him if i was ready for some fun with a third, and added that it would be pure raw sex, and not making love. I said that although I enjoyed making love, I knew in my heart that i would also enjoy pure raw sex, and was up for it. Sir then introduced me to the party ad section to show me the ad he had posted. I was somewhat shocked, but told Sir that I was excited about it. My cock was now as hard as a rock, as was Sirs. Sir suggested we take a shower and deep clean for our first group experience. Sir said he would invite the two, who had both responded to his party ad. I then asked Sir if we could limit the party to one at a time. Sir said that was a good idea as to not overwhelm me the first time. Sir indicated he would suggest that to the two invitees. Sir told me he was so proud of me so far, and although he was eventually going to introduce me to pure M2M sex, he decided I was ready for it now. I agreed. I then thanked Sir once again for helping me discover my gay side. Sir asked if my friend had discovered his gay side yet, and I said I believe he had. Sir suggested that I should find out for sure, and if I enjoyed the 3 way experience perhaps we could have one with him. Sir cautioned me not to mention this to my friend though. Next Chapter: Let's Get the Party Started

Chapter 12: Assume the Positions Part 3. After their smoke, Sir told me we were going to have two of the most common positions. We started with Missionary sex. As the last fuck was a dry one, Sir lubed up his boys hole and his cock. After a few minutes of thrusting Sir told me to bend my knees and put them over his shoulders. Sir took my ass slow and steady as his I stroked my raging hard on. Sir thrusted in and completely out of my ass, hitting my prostrate on each down stroke. It wasn't long before he shot I shot my load all over my chest and face. Sir licked the cum from my face, and scooped the cum off his chest, offering it to me. Of course I greedily ate it. Sir told me that this position was the best for intimate eye contact, and hitting the prostrate or as some call it, the G Spot. Their next, and last position before a late lunch, early dinner would be doggy. Sir explained that this was probably one of the most popular positions, and could be done in several variations. Sir told me to get on all fours. Once in position, Sir began to rim my ass, spitting on my hole before penetrating me. Sir told me he wanted me to be verbal, and it was to be dirty talk. I started by saying fuck my ass and flood it with your cum. Sir pumped my ass hard for about 5 minutes before telling me to put my head down to the bed, and arch my back ass high up. I said fuck me harder, I know you can fuck harder than you just did. Sir just said, oh yea. You asked for it and you are gonna get it boy. Sir pumped away with a furious pace before he grabbed me and threw me over the edge of the bed. Sir had blue balls filled with his seed just waiting to erupt deep in his boys hungry hole. Sir fucked me so hard I thought the bed was going to break! After less than 5 minutes of penetration, Sir felt he was about to cum. Sir pulled his cock out of my hole, and I begged him to fill me with his m cum. Sir thrusted several times in me before blowing his load deep in me. He then plugged my hole, and suggested we shower before heading out to eat. Sir said id get several loads after we ate. They showered together and kissed some without either touching the others cocks or asses, and then headed out to eat.

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

He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. Pozzed Cheerleader 3 The 6 of us laid about the room that wreaked of cum and ass. Jamie and I were sticky with cum that seemed to be everywhere like sand from the beach. George fumbled about in his bag and produced two butt plugs and told Jamie and I to get on all 4’s. We promptly did as we were told, and with no lube George with urging from the others pushed into our well-fucked holes butt plugs. “That’ll keep the bug in there” he chuckled and the rest of them laughed with him. Mike was right in front with a very large but flaccid cock. I started to lean forward and take him in my mouth, but someone pulled me off the bed and Jamie with me. We were pulled to our feet and guided into the bathroom where there was a large shower that was big enough for 4 people to fit in almost comfortably. Jamie and I were instructed to get in, on our knees and kiss like we liked each other. I was not used to kissing guys, but I could only assume that Jamie was. His tongue was in my mouth before I even had a chance to get ready. I liked it. I found myself getting hard. I slowly started to jack myself, but Jamie stopped me. I could sense George, Dan, Mike and Javon gathering around us to watch. Which really made it hotter, and then I felt it…. From George a golden stream of piss spraying off of my forehead, and then one from Dan hitting Jamie in the face. Javon and Mike sprayed our chests and necks and as if on cue they all focused in on our mouths. Jamie was open mouth kissing me and we were swallowing the golden sweet nectar of our gifter’s. Jamie and I were covered head to toe with cum and piss. Javon pulled Jamie out of the shower still covered and into the arms of George and Dan, who let him to the whirlpool. Mike joined Javon and I in the shower. I felt their mouths all over me. Mike bent me at the waist and I took Javon’s flaccid cock into my hungry mouth where he still had some piss for me. I had never done a “golden shower” before let alone swallowing piss. I felt Mike tug at my plug. It went in easier than it was coming out. In the other room, I could hear Jamie struggling. What I come to learn later was he was sitting on Dan’s 9 inch cock and George, with the help of a ton of extra lube and some really strong poppers, was trying and painfully succeeding to double penetrate his well fucked ass. Jamie had tears in his eyes but when George finally slid in next to Dan’s behemoth dong. Jamie came covering Dan’s chest and neck. I could hear Jamie scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Mike smacked my ass and as Javon turned on the shower, he said, ‘that it is going to be you soon.” I was nervous, but excited. Mike slid his cock into my once virgin now gaping hole. He winked at Javon as Jovon hardened in my mouth. I could feel the cum and piss rinse away from my body. Javon pulled me off of Mike’s thick hammer and in one swift motion hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and Mike aimed Javon’s cock into my cunt. He bounced me up and down on his cock, and I am no lightweight. I stand nearly 6 foot tall and nearly 200 lbs. I am no lightweight, but Javon held me and bounced me on his cock like I was a rag doll. I felt Mike’s cock slither along my ass crack up next to Javon. Mike whispered in my ear, “you are about to get what Jamie got, but no help from the ‘nottle’’. I really did not know what that meant, but I soon found out as Mike lined up his cock next to Javon and pushed. It felt like I was constipated backwards. I thought they were going to split me in two, but as soon as that thought hit my little cock crazy party brain. Mike was in my slutty gaping hole. I felt a rush of pain and pleasure. I was pleasing two men at once with my faggot ass. If I could get a 3rd in my mouth I was have invited him in. Mike pushed all the way into me until I felt both his and Javon’s balls touching my taint. I begged them to fuck me slowly. I did not get that request. They took turns power fucking my hole. Mike would pull out and then slam it in then Javon would take over. From the other room, I could hear Jamie’s squealing with pleasure as he took a pounding from Dan’s donkey dick and Geoge’s meaty rod. “You two sluts are going to poz in no time,” Dan announced as he came in Jamie from George’s relentless fucking. I knew my time was coming soon. I wanted them to poz me. I wanted to free to be fucked by anyone on campus. I wanted to spread my seed to others and free them whether they knew it or not. Javon came in me as he jammed his cock along with Mike’s cock as deep in me as they could. While Javon was still deep in my ass he Mike erupted as well. From the other room, George came with renewed vigor into Jamie. Both Javon and Mike pulled their spent cocks from my abused and cunted ass, but before my gaping hole had a chance to retreat back to form. Mike inserted the anal plug back into me. I slumped to my knees and Javon killed the shower. I wish he would have left it on. I could have the relaxing shower, but as the water drained. Javon ordered me to look up. As I did another stream of piss struck me across the face and I opened my mouth to let it flow in and I felt another from behind me as Mike joined the fun. When they were done they invited Dan and George to join the ‘shower brigade”, but George said that Jamei was drinking straight from the tap. What sluts they have created this day! 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Converted in March 2017 during a trip to the US. I'm guessing it happened that one night I took 11 poz loads (pic of me squirting out what was left of the loads the next morning below) ....but then who knows, it could have happened any night that trip. Sure was a fun trip Came down with the fuck flu early April and knew I had to be poz. Test in April confirmed my suspicions. Detectable and not on meds.