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Last Saturday late afternoon, went out for an impromptu fuck. Dude isn’t my type and wasn’t feeling it but hey a cock is a cock. Long story short, he can’t get hard and I hightail it outa there. Back in my car within two minutes, a super sexy athletic 18 y/o black stud hmu and I’m there in 10. Despite being nearly half my age, this young stallion was a pro….he was big and thick. As he was fumbling to whip out his rock-hard prick, I instinctively got right on my knees to take his superior bbc in my mouth and suck him for several minutes while caressing and feeling his god-like body. He had me bent over the couch and went on to stretch and seed a taller, bigger, muscular, and mature grown man’s hole. He got me super wet and once he noticed, he ordered me on my back and went on to mercilessly piston my hole. Whispered how amazing my hole was and loved my fit bod with his cock buried in it. About 3-4 minutes in pounding my raw hole his cock began to swell and growled as he seeded me. Later that night around 8:30, a dude whom I spoke with before wanted to meet and try my ass. We decided to try out the industrial park and went behind a manufacturing building with metallic barrels, palates, crates, and other machinery lying there. My second young stud, also a fit, hung, sexy black dude, had me hold on for dear life as he bent me over and pumped my hole away. I felt him get harder and deeper and soon felt him in my guts. “Yeah, you feel that way up inside you?” he asked. Gasping for air and moaning with each pump, I replied, *grunt* “Yes….I feel you in my guts bro!” *more grunting and moaning*. He finished me off and I made sure to suck out any remaining sperm in his shaft. Strongly considering having him be the second dude to breed me regularly.

Some years ago I was fucking a bud with condoms. One time he was rubbing his ass against my hard on and sat down. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. We decided to ditch the condoms and I shot loads deep inside. I haven’t looked back and bb to this day. I willl never stop. I’m on PrEP and love the warm wet feel of a man’s hole! Love planting my daddy seed deep inside!

My boy and I were finally getting back into shape. We were spending an hour at the gym together nearly every day. We ran to the gym every day, and walked home. My boy was always horned up after a workout. We had been known to put on a bit of a show in the lockerroom showers on occasion after working up a sweat. I’m sure one or two guys stuck around when they saw us finishing up to watch our escapades. One day last week, we were fooling around in the showers when we saw a guy across the stalls from us. We’d never seen him before, and he made quite an impression. Over 6’-0” tall with a buzz cut and stubble, bulging wide shoulders and furry chest. As my boy knelt down to blow me, I watched as he started fisting his big cock. I maintained eye contact with him as my boy gobbled my dick. When he had me close, I pulled my boy up and swiveled him around so he could see our new friend. I knelt down and swallowed my boy’s cock. Our new friend blew his load as my boy came in my mouth. We winked at each other as we rinsed off and headed back to the lockers to get dressed. My boy was clearly flirting with this guy as we all got dressed and introduced ourselves. The guy told us his name was Dave, and shook hands with us. We all headed out together and walked in the same direction. Along the way, he asked if we wanted to stop for a beer, so we did. Three or four beers later, my boy and I were lit, but Dave didn’t seem to be feeling a thing. He was getting touchy-feely with us both, and I’m pretty sure he managed to slip his hand down the back of my boy’s shorts at least twice. Small talk led to racy sex talk, and he asked if he could come home with us and fool around. My boy looked at me with puppy dog eyes, silently pleading to let us keep him. It wasn’t difficult for me to agree, and we were on our way. The flirting continued as we approached our building. Once in our elevator, Dave grabbed my boy by the ass and lifted him off the floor as he hardcore shoved his tongue in his mouth. My boy was putty and melted into him. I let Dave carry by boy down the hallway as I unlocked our apartment door and led them in. My boy was in heat as he stripped Dave’s clothes off, and knelt before him, taking his thick cock deep down his throat. “You boys play raw,” he asked me as my boy gobbled his dick. “We do,” I replied as I stripped my own clothes off. I was honest. My boy and I did play raw, together, but we hadn’t screwed around with someone else in quite some time, and when we had, we had played safe. “Where’s the bedroom?,” he asked, as he stood my boy up and scooped him into his arms. My boy was making out with Dave as I led them to the bedroom. Once there, my boy bent over the edge of the mattress, arching his back and sticking his ass out. Dave started munching his hole as I dove into the bedside table looking for lube and condoms. I knew this guy was going to fuck one or both of us. I found some lube, even though my boy and I usually just used spit, but couldn’t find any condoms; after all, it had been a while since we needed them. When my boy yelped, I knew I hadn’t been fast enough. Dave reared back and had shoved his raw cock into my boy’s ass. I gasped with surprise as Dave looked as me and smirked. “What? You said you played raw.” He was right, but I hadn’t meant that we played raw with strangers. My boy moaned with pleasure as he felt Dave’s hairy balls press against his ass, filling him full of raw thick dick. “Don’t make him stop fucking me! It feels SO good to have a big dick in me!” My boy was right; Dave must have been at least two inches longer than me, and much thicker. He kept moaning and whimpering as Dave jackhammered his pussy. Dave motioned to me to shut my boy up, so I got onto the mattress and stuck my dick in his mouth. Just as my boy gagged on my dick, Dave slowed his pistoning and jammed balls deep. I figured it was to let my boy get used to blowing while getting fucked. I realized later that he was breeding my boy. As I held my boy’s head and skull-fucked his mouth, Dave pulled out of his ass. “You want some of this raw dick, boy?” I shuddered when he called me boy. I couldn’t help but pull out of my boy’s mouth and assume the position. Dave had two fingers shoved in my boy’s well-fucked ass as he guided his dick into mine. Nothing to lube me up, just my boy’s ass juices, and what I later realized was Dave’s seed. Dave shoved his cock all the way into me as my boy started kissing me. He was still whimpering from the deep fingering he was taking. I groaned as Dave bottomed out and began to tear up my hole. “This boy is loose, can barely feel a thing” Dave chuckled. I knew I wasn’t that loose, especially taking his thick tool, but he took his sticky fingers out of my boy’s hole and wedged them into mine, alongside his meat. My boy climbed up on the bed and shoved his ass against my mouth. I lapped up a sticky mess leaking out of his ass, and realized that they hadn’t used lube. The taste was intoxicating as I swallowed it down. Dave picked up his fuck-pace and then held tight against me. I felt so opened up as he moved his fingers around his dick inside my hole. “You want a go now,” Dave asked my boy. He squealed with delight as Dave tossed me onto the bed on my side. My boy lay down beside me and slid into my slackened hole. He began to fuck me, and I could tell how much Dave’s dick and fingers had loosened me up. As he found his pace, Dave slid into him again and the three of us rocked back and forth. Dave talked dirty, muttering about what cumsluts we both were and how we deserved whatever came our way. The dirty talk was sending my boy over the moon and he bred me as deeply as he ever had. When he was done, I wiggled away from them and squatted over my boy’s mouth. He ate his seed, and what we later learned was Dave’s, from my ass. Dave made no pretense this time, and wailed, “I’m gonna breed you, cumdump! Gonna fill you with my load!” He fired off as he shuddered at least six times, seeding my boy’s bare hole. He pulled out and had my boy sit on my face. I lapped that cum up and knew it tasted the same as the last time I had lapped my boy’s hole. I was still busy eating my boy’s hole when Dave got off the bed and left the room. We caught our breath and made it back to the living room just as Dave was finishing pulling on his clothes. My boy was in lust with this guy and pleaded, “Will we see you again?” Dave snickered and reached for his wallet. He pulled out a black business card with red writing on it. “You want me, my dick, and my loads again, you know where to find me.” He flicked the card at my boy and left. We read it together. “POZ PIGS FOR POZ PLAY. EVERY FRIDAY. MIDNIGHT UNTIL SUNRISE” followed by and address and a phone number. I was shocked as I realized that Dave was POZ and had seeded us both. My boy on the other hand ran down the hallway after Dave shouting, “But we can’t go. We’re both NEG!” My boy caught up with Dave as the elevator door opened. I heard Dave reply as they stepped in the elevator, “You USED to be NEG…” My boy got in the elevator with him, half-naked and the door closed behind them. I stood still for what seemed like minutes, and collected my thoughts. Then, I wondered where my boy had gone. Nearly twenty minutes later he returned. I asked him where he had gone. “Dave was still horny. He pushed the emergency button and bred me again in the elevator. Want to eat his POZ seed out of me again?” I laid down on the floor as my boy squatted over my face and pushed out Dave’s most-recent load. I guess I knew where we would be headed on Friday nights from now on…

I was out for my morning walk/jog/run and mindlessly on an ap to see if I could line up something for after I was done. I got messaged by a hunky looking mid-20s latino that maybe I'd hooked up with before, but maybe not. I wasn't sure. If I had he didn't seem to remember but I loved his cock pick and he was nearby working on a home renovation and said he was horny and needed release. I told him I was down and he wanted it ASAP. I headed back to my home to drive to were he was, which was close by. He didn't mind that I hadn't showered and would be a little sweaty, he made it pretty clear he wanted to dump his loads in me and didn't care. He made it clear he wasn't going to reciprocate and I was cool with that. I would be heading to campus later and might get action there and if not would head to the gym. I got to the house and the front door was unlocked, but I knocked first because you never know and I don't want to get shot or charged with breaking in. I called out his name (Javi) and said mine and it was clear the place was getting renovated as it was all new sheetrock. I heard Javi call from somewhere down a hallway and so I headed down. The windows were all open and it was a nice cool morning so far. Javi was in jeans and a t-shirt and smiled at me, every bit as handsome as his picture. He reassured me it was cool, no one else was there but us and he took me in like the piece of meat he saw me as. He started undoing his jeans and told me in Spanish to get down and suck it and I obliged, stroking his thick meaty cock as I worked his foreskin back with my mouth and tongue. He was groaning with delight as I sucked his cock, telling me how good I was at it. I loved that I knew nothing about this guy, whether he was gay, straight, bi, married, GF, BF, or what. Right now I was focused on giving him the pleasure he wanted, and which I wanted from him. He was throwing off a nice thick steady stream of precum and tasted tangy and salty. "You ready for this" I heard him say and I stood up saying I was. He bent me over what looked like a bathroom counter top and pulled my shorts down and started spitting on my ass. I could feel his big thick cock head straining my ass open, gasping loudly and letting out loud "oh god"s. He steadily kept forcing more of his cock in me, his girth stretching my ass more and more until finally he was all in me and slowly started stroking. Long slow strokes to get me used to his cock as he asked me how I liked it. I was telling him in Spanish how hot his dick was, how great a fuck he is, how much I wanted his load, and he laughed saying he could tell how bad I wanted it. His stroking had picked up in intensity and I could barely breathe as his fucking was so deep and intense. Its the kind of fucking you fantasize about and once he's done using me I'm pretty much done as nothing can match it. Out of nowhere he lets out a loud groan and I can feel the spasm inside me as he cums, short quick thrusts as he's panting and it feels like my ass is flooding. He stays in me groaning, saying "fuck" and how bad he needed it. He stays in me and collapses down on my back and I can feel his sweat dripping on my back. He dick slowly softens and I can feel it slowly slide out of me, cum slowly dribbling down onto my balls and down my leg. Part of me really wants to get off now, but I know he isn't interested in getting fucked, but this is a guy who really should be a top all the time. He gets off me and quickly pulls his jeans back up and says he really enjoyed it. It's kind of a "I'm through with you and you need to get going" moment, which I'm fine with. I pull my shorts back on and he says he's going to be working on the house for a couple weeks and we could do this again if I want. I say I do and that I'm close by and just to message me when he wants it. He probably has other guys like me he uses as an outlet. I still don't know his story and honestly don't care. If I can hook up with him a few more times its totally worth it. I head back out to my truck and put a cleanup towel on my seat just in case I leak more of his load out as I drive home. As I drive home past the trail I see a familiar car parked there and know its a guy I sometimes hook up with in the mornings out on my run. He's usually sitting in his car shirtless and more often then not playing with his cock looking other guys. He's a white guy, kinda chubby, mid 20s, dark hair, pale, smooth, and a nice thick cock. I've never fucked him, only gone somewhere and blown him or ridden his cock until be busts inside me. I'm hating myself for doing it, but I pull into the parking lot, even though I've already been fucked and probably the best fuck I'm gonna get this week. I pull up next to him and from up where I'm sitting I can see he's jerking his fat cock. I ask him if he wants it and he says he does. I shut off my truck and get in the passenger side of his car. I don't even have to tell him where to go. We've done this often enough that we both know the drill, where to park, do it in the back seat, me bent over, ass out door as he fucks me from behind. He never says much, not that I care. It's just a load. Maybe two if he's really worked up. And today he is. Maybe it's that my ass is already loaded. He never says anything about it but it doesn't seem to bother him either. He adds two loads to my ass and once done smacks me on the ass and says he needs to get going. He drops me back at my truck and off he goes, having got what he wanted. I barely have time for a quick shower when I get home and head off to campus hoping I can find someone there after class. Once class is over I'm off to the cruisy bathroom and already notice a guy hanging outside the one bathroom who follows me in. Hot guy, maybe late teens, early 20s, skinny, about my height, mixed race, not all white, but not all black or latino either. He's at the urinal next to me checking out my cock and I'm stroking it hard now giving him a clear view. He's showing his off too, a nice slender dark cock with a bright pink head once he pulls back his foreskin. "You want it?" I ask him and he silently nods yes and I motion to the stalls, quickly stuffing my cock back in my shorts. He follows and we both go into the big handicap stall and he's quickly fishing my cock back out and stroking it as I do the same with his. He quietly asks if I have condoms and I say I don't, not even asking if he does. "I'm cool without" I add and he says OK and pulls his shorts down, clearly wanting me to fuck him first. I'm frantically spitting on his ass and working my cock in his tight hole, which slowly gives way. As bold as he is I expected he wouldn't be so tight, but enjoy it as his ass is milking my raw cock After taking three loads I'm fully worked up and gonna flood this kid's guts with my seed. I'm not stroking long before I blast inside him and can hear him softly say "dude that's so hot" and "I wanted that so bad". I keep stroking and telling him there's more for him. I love that he easily gave up wanting wrapped to take me raw, never asking my status. He must have really wanted it bad and I'm giving it to him. I'm stroking his cock and he's admitting how getting fucked makes him super horny and how bad he wants to fuck me. I'm tempted to get into nastier talk but don't want to scare him off. I'm hoping maybe we can hook up again. I blast load number two inside him and again he says how fucking hot it feel and that he loves guys cumming in his ass. Yeah...Mr..."do you have any condoms"...any excuse you need to tell yourself. I slide out and I'm ready for his cock, fantasizing about that bright pink cock head forcing my ass open and that dark shaft stroking in me. Those dark balls pumping their seed deep in me. He did the spit and stick and entered me, not like he needed the spit as my ass was giving no resistance. I was hoping he wasn't judging me to be a loose sloppy bottom but its not like he has room to talk after getting drilled raw by a total stranger in a bathroom. After getting fucked by two majorly thick cocks there wasn't much to feel from skinny boy, especially as his cock had no girth to it. He seemed to be enjoying it. I was telling him how hot his cock was and he was asking how bad I wanted it and played into to, saying how bad I wanted his load and not to pull out. He laughed and said "no chance of that". Not long after I could hear him muffle a groan and feel his hips buck and guessed he'd cum inside me. I still delighted that I'd got off inside him getting what I wanted and could hear him say "fuck yeah I needed that" as he slid out telling me to suck him clean. I loved getting a close up look at the beautiful perfect cock of his and gleefully started sucking it while also fingering his ass. I quickly told him I wanted to suck him off and he muttered "keep doing what you're doing" to me. His precum was sweet and tasty and he was moaning even more as I slipped a second and then third finger into his ass as I sucked him. I could only hope it would get him horny and wanting to get fucked by another guy, hopefully taking his seed raw too. He was throwing off more precum now and I could feel his breathing shift as I waited patiently and with expectation for him to pump his seed in my mouth. I wanted to swallow every drop and lick that beautiful cock clean. He had his hands on either side of my head and was now fucking my mouth like a pro. I could barely breathe as he blasted a huge load in my mouth as I eagerly swallowed it, some leaking out the corners of my mouth, dribbling down to my chin and on my chest. I grabbed his ass cheeks to press him to me so none would leak out and loved the taste and volume he pumped. I had to come up for air and once I caught my breath began to lick his cock clean and he looked down at me a softly laughed, apologizing, saying he'd made a bit of a mess. I said it was cool and finished cleaning his cock and standing back up. He leaned in and licked his cum off my chin, neck, and chest, which was super hot that eats his own fuck. He handed me some paper towels and we started to clean up as best we could, awkwardly smiling at each other. He introduced himself as Drew and asked if I had classes on Monday. I said I did and Wednesday as well and he said we should do this again. I said I was down and we switched contact info as we dressed, but then there was more awkward silence. I always suck at this, and so I went out on a limb and suggested we go get some coffee and talk if he wanted. Part of me dreaded it almost immediately, worried he'd ask about what I do sexually and other scary questions. To my surprise he said sure and so we finished dressing and went to go get coffee and talk. To my surprise it was actually nice and Drew seemed like a genuinely nice guy. We talked about ourselves and where we were at university and it was funny as it didn't get awkward at all. He didn't pry too much into my sex life and I avoided his, but we did talk about our lives, likes, and dislikes. I made it a little weird at the end saying we would hook up for sex again on Wednesday and he deflected joking we could do it sooner, but if not then Wednesday. I took it as a hint he likes sex and wants it as much as I do. We left it as Wednesday definitely, maybe sooner and went out seperate ways. I'm not looking to date but maybe this could be a regular thing.

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?

I will continue the story! It will be a little bit, this is my first time writing literally anything. As for it getting moved and a little spoiler.... I think you'll be pleased to hear where I think this is going it's safe here. Besides, when your ass is dripping with a poz load, I think we can safely say your gay in denial. For everyone else, you might be surprised to learn that at the least this first story is loosely based on true events. A few years ago I had a girlfriend at the time when I was in the closet. Just like the story, I'd experiment with toys when she left while watching porn or talking to guys on websites. One particularly horny day, drunk and absolutely blasted on weed... I downloaded Grindr. 3 guys in my complex and my apartment manager were like right on top, less than 200 feet away. My apartment manager messaged me along with 1 of those guys. I sent him a picture of me from behind, and he was at my apartment in 5 minutes. He fucked me raw and gave me my first load right there. I fucked him and that other guy a few times and by the end of the month I came out and broke up with my girlfriend. I try to play safe, but those thrusts as a man cums make me weak sometimes.

My partner caught me off guard last night saying he had a 'surprise' for me last night. I was fraught with work and wasn't really in the mood at the time. But he persisted. I decided to fuck work and prepare for this adventure. The next thing I know this guy about half our age shows up at our house in a jock strap and I swear his BBC was at LEAST 7 inches...soft...and it filled up a jock strap all the way down. My bf (a total top) asked him where he even hides that in his pants lol. We then proceed to do all the 3some things and then our partner asks me to ride our friends' cock. Now this got me scared! He was exceptionally thick AND long! It took me about 5 minutes to get him about 70% inside my ass. Once I did, it was PURE heaven! Until...he pressed the last inch or so of his 9.5 rock hard cock to that LAST spot inside! It honestly hurt...I later realized he was hitting my second hole inside. I've never felt that before! But both of them absolutely LOVED watching me struggle! After I felt his ROCK hard cock spasm inside me and shoot his load, I said I have GOT to get back to work! About 10 minutes later, he walked into my office and said...I need to show you something...come back to the bedroom...where he proceeded to fuck the HELL out of me another time! Yet again...I decided work could wait so the 3 of us decided to sleep naked in bed together. In the morning, I thought his ARM was caressing my cheeks but it was his ROCK hard, THICK cock, ready for more! It just so happened that the bf went to the bathroom to pee at this time and then our friend proceeded to press his HUGE cock into my ass again! This took another few minutes of me struggling and then the bf walked in on us with half our friend inside me 😎....he came a 3rd time inside me....and then there was this morning, about 5 hours later. I got up to get ready for the day and, all of the sudden, I control myself and...I swear about a half cup of cum came running down my legs inside my jeans! I have NEVER experiences that sort of opening, cum inside experience ever before but can't WAIT for it to happen again! 😁 What are your stories? 🐖

Last night, went to nude day at subway sauna in Melbourne. Really busy and got a lot of raw cock! Not even a minute in the dark room I got my first raw cock ! Decent size daddy mounting me right away , he did took awhile to cum as soon as he bred me, another cock took over , I was non stop taking 5 cock in a row. Then nothing, crowd seems gone after that. Took the time to go toilet, saw a hairy daddy about to take a piss, I asked if I can drink his piss, he said yes so kneel down sucks his cock a bit then piss down my throat:) after that I get his cock hard and he bred me in the toilet:) walk around the sauna a bit , no action, went back to dark room, and positioned my ass up on all4, not long after had another 3 guys fuckng me , the last guy was rough, he flip me on my back , leg up , hand on my throat chocking me spitting on my face , after he bred me, I was pretty much done, 9 guys in less than 2 hours time. I was leaking cums on the way home.

Meanwhile, Billy was now naked and leaning over the back of our black leather lounge chair while his big black invader was eating his ass. Jamal must have thought that was a good idea. He and the other guy I was sucking both already naked and rock hard. They pulled me over to the end of the couch… Groped and Pozzed 4 Jamal laid me out on the couch with my head on the armrest and he just sat on my face with his sweet chocolate hole right in my mouth. “I immediately began to lap away at his sweet was while at the other end my legs and ass were being lifted and supported by some pillows. I then felt a very large and stiff cock at my entrance. I could hear muffled sounds of Billy being fucked on the other end of the couch while my fucker was slowly jamming his cock into me. For the second day in a row we were being used as black man’s toys. Over the next 3 hours, each fit black god bred us at least twice, all over our home. Jamal was by far the cruelest reminding us that we are taking his poz load and that BBilly was being turned into a bottom boy slut like me because of me. At the end of the poz fuckfest, Jamal and his crew of young hung black swordsmen led Billy and I on our hands and knees to the shower and one-by-one they each emptied their bladders on us. Making us drink, getting it into our eyes and noses. They left us there in the shower as they left to get some food. Jamal told us to shower and clean up in case they come back for me. Billy looked at me like this was all my fault, but he finally admitted he saw Jamal flirting with me at the club and he wanted to test my loyalty. He paid Jamal to take me out to the car and see how far I would go. He did not know I would fold so easily. He, also, did not know that Jamal and his crew were all poz until Jamal fucked me in the car. He watched Jamal break me down so easily and then caught a glimpse of his tattoo and knew right away that Jamal was going to poz me. Even though, I had cheated and was willing to bring up the “bug” to our bed he still loved me. So after i went back into the club, Billy convinced Jamal and his friend to come over later that night to fuck him and me again as much as he wanted to until we were both pozzed. I asked how he did that. He assured me that car got quite the workout that night, and was fucked quite well long before Jamal came over later that night. As Billy told me this story of or share treachery. I got rock hard. I pushed Billies face down into the couch. I shoved my 6inch cock into his well-fucked and soon to be pozzed ass. I fucked him as hard as I could. My cock actually felt larger pumping in and out of Billy’s cunted hole. I began to giggle. Billy looked over his shoulder at me. As I pumped my load into Billy’s pozzed hole. I told him I had been cheating on him for months, and had been taking prep to keep us safe. I had known that Jamal was poz, but I was safe. While I was an ass for cheating on him. I was not bringing anything home…unlike him. By the time Jamal got back to the house, I was gone. Leaving Billy to come to terms that he had pozzed himself in an act of love/revenge, and to deal with Jamal and his crew of big black angry poz cocks. I peeked inside the window as I snuck away from the house. He was like a white speck awash in a sea of blackness. For a moment, I was jealous of him, but I knew I could find another pipe-swinger like Jamal at the club again. And no Billy to weigh me down. Maybe, i will drop PReP and take my chances I hope you all liked this ending. I wanted to close it out because I know I have several open stories Joey Hit me up I love hot chat, cam and/or phone v

One of my favorite times was with this twisted top. He said get on the bed in the other room and saw it had a rubber sheet and restraints and a hard pillow on it . He said lay over the pillow so its under your hips. As i did he put a blindfold on me and as he was strapping me he whispered in my ears with a heavy breath "Im calling my friends over to use you all night". He then told me " your ass will be filled with cum and piss and you will not refuse" I almost blew a load just hearing that.

I sat sipping whisky, my ass sore, and with a deep feeling of sick satisfaction while a fine load of AIDS cum seeped out of my ass into my shorts. The guy that made the deposit sat across the bar sipping his drink, a smug look on his face. It's not every day an AIDS troll gets to pass his disease to a neg bottom. The geolocator on BBRT showed a top in the area that looked hot, a possible source of dirty, sick, deadly sex. The guy looked to be fucking hot, dirty, sick, literally. He called himself AIDSgftr. He was in his fifties, had been poz for twenty plus years, never on meds, and was highly infectious. I wanted his evil load. His pics clearly showed his sickness, wasted face and body, swollen belly, a few Kaposi's spots, but his cock was magnificent: long, hard, thick, uncut and drooling, a large PA that was sure to rip my ass open. I'd been a bugchaser for years, had taken several poz loads but none had taken, I was still neg. The sick thrill I got when some faggot pumped high VL HIV positive cum pumped into my guts had worn off quite a lot as the loads never had taken. It seemed I couldn't get infected. But as I knew that full blown guys had very high viral loads, soaring to astronomical as they neared death, taking a highly infectious AIDS load from a disease-riddled troll like AIDSgftr would be the ultimate in death bound bugchasing. I tracked him to a sleazy dive in a deserted block, all vacant lots or boarded up rattraps. The place was a magnificent example of a bottom feeder's dream, Not that old for the area, maybe from the fifties, cheaply built to start and gone downhill for 60 years. There were a half dozen old derelicts sitting at the bar. I took a seat and got a shot of bourbon. Now the AIDSgftr was very near me. BBRT showed him within 30 feet. An email popped. It had a couple of pics attached. "I'd love to fuck your neg ass and infect you with HIV, give you my AIDS. I'm full blown AIDS, and if I fuck you, I'll infect you. You know you want it. I will infect you with HIV. I will give you my AIDS." One of the pics showed him grinning toothlessly into camera while he fucked a bent over bottom. The caption above his head said, 'This can be you, tonight!' Another pic showed him fucking a really wasted, obviously diseased bottom. His grin was broader, evil, the caption chilled and excited me 'He died of my AIDS last week. You're next!' I looked over at the diseased fuck, he grinned at me, toothless mouth gaping exactly like the pic. If he could get it up long enough to ejaculate in my ass and fill my guts with billions of deadly AIDS bugs, I would get the disease I'd been seeking. He jerked his head towards the back of the bar as an email pinged on my phone, then got up and walked that way. "Bathroom, now. It's your turn to get bugged." My legs were shaky as I walked back to the bathroom, every man in the place looking at me. I wondered if they all knew I was a queer who was about to take another queer's load. That was scary. And hot. I was going to return to the bar with a load of AIDS cum in my guts. He was leaning against the sink, coat and pants open at the front, a large belly sticking out above his drooling cock. Figuring he needed help to get his diseased dick hard, I dropped to my knees and got to work. His cock was large, half hard, foreskin lapped over a large PA. I sucked eagerly as I pulled him to me, hands on his withered ass. He was soon fully erect, more than a mouthful of long, thick dick oozing lots of precum, mmm, AIDS precum, yum! A hand grabbed my hair and pulled, that was all the hint I needed. My eyes had adjusted to the light and as I rose I could see his legs, also withered and spotted with Kaposi's. The gaunt body, the belly and the spots made me queasy. I'd never seen a man as obviously diseased, but, he was plenty strong enough to push me around and his cock was big, hard and dripping. He pushed me up against the sink, grabbed my hips and humped. I bleated as the PA ripped into my hole and he pushed eight inches of meat into my ass and then started fucking hard, dropping me into bottom bitch heaven. This was the hottest sex I'd had in months! I grunted as he fucked me hard, ramming his cock into me. His hands left my hips and circled my chest, I looked at his arms and saw Kaposi's lesions, I was finally getting fucked by a guy with full blown AIDS! My dick had been hard, now it throbbed and almost shot. I had an AIDS cock fucking me! He'd ripped me when he shoved in, I felt the burn as my asshole tore. Now he was tearing me more, making me bleed, giving his bugs a clear shot at my bloodstream. I moaned and sobbed as he tore open my ass. This was the best sex I had ever had, and he was going to infect me! In fact, he probably already had. He was breathing hard, almost panting, ramming me urgently, starting to grunt softly. Fuck yeah. I knew I was about to get a gut full of AIDS cum! "Yeah bitch, fuck yeah, gonna give it to you, gonna give you my AIDS. You're gonna die from my AIDS. I'm gonna give you my AIDS, right fucking now!" I squealed and my dick squirted as he rammed in and held it still. I felt his cock swell and twitch, my ass went warm as a flood of his infected cum filled my ass. I had just taken my first load of AIDS cum! He lay on me for a few seconds, then his cock softened and slipped out. His AIDS cum ran down my leg. He pushed off me and slapped my ass. "You're a good piece of ass, bitch. We'll do this again."

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

As a bear chaser of ill renown since the day I hatched, I guarantee you that the "competition" that exists for adonis-type guys exists for big guys as well. Fat and chubby guys ARE desired, and are NOT just a fetish. I find a variety of large body-types irresistible, and I want to see more of them in marketing. Maybe it's just the bubble I've created for myself since the pandemic (Not maybe, it very likely is), but I was under the impression that gay guys have opened up more and more towards finding a wider range of body-types attractive. All that said, those shops should be taught a lesson. Sex and fetish play are not exclusive to conventionally attractive bodies, and our world already deals a way-too expensive hand to those that aren't that.

what is that experience when you get cloud and a submisive bottom at the same time

It's Two for Tuesday again!!! Chapter 43: Living a Fantasy. The Sirs and their boys headed quickly to Fantasyland and the Sling Set where they continued where they had stopped before. The Sirs made several bets with each other. The first bet was whoever lasted the longest would get to use both boys as he saw fit for the next hour. Both Sirs agreed on that, knowing there was plenty of trouble to get into. The second bet was that both boys were required to stroke their cocks while getting fuckt, and the last to cum got to choose what "attraction " they wanted to experience and with whom they wanted to experience it with. Some of the attractions were free, but many came with an additional cost. Sadly both my dad and I both lost our competitions. The Sirs suggested we head to the snack shop to discuss. We went to the sex shop though and each Sir bought a nice thick stainless butt plug, and each Sir shoved it up the other Sirs boy. The snack shop had quirky type snacks and names for them. The best part of it though was the most drink station. It was a standard soda machine with a sign that said large soda $2.39. Next to it however was a stack of cups and a sign that said Free Lemonaid! Please take a cup and fill it in the restroom just in case your aim is bad! All 4 headed to the bathroom and filled their cups and brought them to the table. Once there, my dad had an idea. He asked someone to come over and mix the cups of piss up so no one knew who's piss they were drinking. The other Sir loved the idea, and told my dad he was a pig just like him. We gulped their drinks down, and went back to the bathroom to fill another cup with their combined piss to give to the guy who mixed the cups up. My dad noticed the guy was wearing a yellow jock, and knew he'd love it which he did. Chapter 44: Let's Party No not THAT kind of party as the campground is a drug free environment and Sir and I don't do illegal drugs of any type. The Sirs gave both of their boys permission to speak, and asked the winning boy what attraction he would like to experience. His boy said there were so many to choose from, and not all of them were open and although the names were suggestive, he wasn't totally sure of what they involved. His Sir said that's fair and said for his bet, he wanted my dad and I to attend his party tonight. Dad said we could stop by, but were having our own party tonight. The other Sir told him he would fit right in as it was his boys conversion party. He added that he noticed that dad had been stung by the scorpion, and asked if he was toxic. Dad lied and said very and he had a drug resistant strain. Dad asked the other Sir if he was toxic. He said he was toxic as fuck, and after tonight his son would start his lifelong journey. Dad asked the other boy why he wanted pozzed. He replied its not a want but a need. He said he and his father have had sex since he turned 18, and was now 22. He said his father has taught him all he knew, and they had long and numerous conversations on getting pozzed. Both the good and bad of it, and he came to the conclusion that the good outweighed the bad. His Sir then planted a big kiss on his son. Dad said we had a similar situation. He said he introduced me to gay sex just after I turned 18. He said that his son had learned quickly and that he too was curious about becoming poz but for now on prep until he decides. Sir said their party tonight was with positive guys that were going to breed his son. Sir neglected to tell them the guys he knew were all on meds and undetectable. The other Sir said he already had 8 positive guys lined up to breed his son. He said adding more would be complicated and their parties had some different intentions. The other Sir dismissed the boys telling them to get into any trouble they could find while the Sirs talked. They ran off in glee! The other Sir said he had an idea in mind. He suggested that we come over and prep both of our boy holes with a toothbrush before the party started. He asked dad if i was serious about being pozzed. My dad said yes, but he had only been having sex with me for less than a month, and he wanted to be sure it wasnt just his cock and ass overruling his brain! The other Sir said fuck, it took my son almost 4 years to make the choice to become poz. Dad said tonight would be a make or break night for me. He said all of his friends were very verbal and rough fucks, something i havent experienced alot of. He suggested that my dad could also brush my hole, to make his decision on pozzing. Dad said he was sure I'd be up for that, and packed a new toothbrush. Just then the boys returned, and dad asked what trouble we found. I said we went to the Penis Arcade, and played suck a cock. I explained that it was like Whack a Mole, but penises popped up and you had to get your lips around them. I said I won a suck a cock coupon, and sucked the other Sirs boy. His boy said the coupon didn't say single use only, and told his Sir to get down on his knees and suck my dads cock, which he gladly did.

Perfect story 🥵

I think my problem with the “a hole is a hole” thing and the thinking that a guy can be straight but regularly hookup with men is that I as a gay man would never and have never hooked up with a woman even when the opportunity presented itself. No matter how horny I am I’d rather my hand than a woman.

I try most of the time. I like to massage his prostate as I'm sucking. Most of the time it will make him explode!

Shouldn't that be Cumunion Wafers?

Last fall I got my diagnosis of AIDS after about 6 years with HIV with no meds.my boyfriend had just seroconverted when he was toxic and we did it and I seroconverted a few weeks later and never started meds after my diagnosis at that point I came out and stopped hiding that I was homosexual which was the best thing I ever did my friends were surprised that I was homosexual and that I was HIV positive they were more surprised that I was a chaser. Ex girlfriends were not surprised that I was gay but

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

I can only speak for myself, but started out raw just because I was young and didn't know better and none of the other guys knew any differently. I remember the first time a guy mentioned using condoms and I thought he was fucking crazy. He couldn't believe I just fucked raw and never used condoms. He tried fucking me wrapped and I fucking HATED it. It was painful, felt weird and uncomfortable. I told him to just pull out to cum and fuck me without a condom and he agreed but only because he was super horny. He wound up so overcited fucking me raw he blasted inside me before he could pull out. I tried wrapping to fuck him but just couldn't stay hard. Pulling out wasn't an option as he had a BF (was cheating on him) so he sucked me off instead. As far as barebacking making me kinkier or freakier, I dunno. Maybe I hang out with weirdos or sex deviants or something, but I don't think I'm that different than other gay guys. Granted I don't share everything I do sexually with guys and maybe they'd be freaked out by what I do. I do like public sex out on the trails near my house, parked in cars, in the showers at the gym, in parking garages. and bathrooms. I don't have problems hooking up with random guys I don't know. I get majorly turned on having a stranger's raw cock inside me, knowing their gonna pump their seed deep inside me. I know I'm not exactly "vanilla" when it comes to sex, but reading some of the stories here I'm not that wild either. I know it would be tough to date a guy and come clean with everything I've done sexually. If that all makes me a kinkster or whatever then I'm fine with that. I don't think I'm that freaky but whatever...

I have not come out as gay. I have to be discrete because of my job and where I live. Its better if I can keep my gay tendencies to myself for now. I was just about ready to go to a bathhouse about an hour from my home in a good sized city when Covid hit and shut it down. It finally reopened late last spring. I went for the first itme in Aug of last year. I have been about 10 times so far and I love going. I don`t always get fucked everytime I go. I more of a bottom guy for sure. But I have fun. I always get to duck cock and I have gotten some good fucking there to. I`m not on prep. I always seem to get it bare which is fine with me. I have had guys not fuck me because I wanted it bare and they wanted to use a condom. I have come up with a stragity for that. I lube my hole with vasiline good. So if they want to use a condom I`ll say yes and hope it fails while they are fucking me. I have had a few black guys fuck me and they are awesome. I have gotten fucked in the steam room, dark room, sling room, and in my room. With the door open. I do like getting fucked in my room on the bed where it`s easy to change positions and really enjoy a good deep breeding. Trying to go once a week from now on.

I had the hottest three way with my "straight" married to a woman neighbor and my regular fuck bud. This was a couple days ago. It all started when my straight neighbor said to me one day that the next time I have a guy fiuck me he wants to suck the guy hard then watch him fuck me. He knows what a slut I am. I'm a little shocked but waste no time giving my reliable fuck bud of 5 years a call and explain the situation. Of course he's totally into it. So the day arrives and as planned my neighbor sucks my fuck buds dick until its rock hard. Then my neighbor sits on the bed next to me and pushes me back and lifts my legs up for me. He holds them up as my fuck bud pounds my hole for a good 20 minutes. All the while my neighbor is watching his dick go in and out of me and saying things like "yeah fuck him good" and "cum in him". After my fuck bud shoot his load in me balls deep my neighbor starts fingering my hole. He's say stuff like "you got filled up" and "you're hole is so nice and silky smooth". My neighbor then starts to suck my dick with 3 fingers up my cum filled hole. I'm in heaven at this point. Fuck it feels good. I shoot my load in my neighbors mouth and he swallowed it. We clean up a bit and my fuck bud leaves. My neighbor and I are talking about how much fun he had and we'll have to do it again. He also says to me he'd like to get fucked sometime after seeing how much I enjoyed it. Even though I'm mostly a bottom of course I offered my services when he's ready.

Whore 5 – A Continuation The adrenaline shock of my situation was hitting me so hard that any effects of the tina were gone and I hesitated... “What the fuck?!,” boy snarled, yanking my leash and I stumbled forward to keep pace while my body was covered by rough hands roaming all over my smooth body. I tried to gather my thoughts but I couldn’t. All I could concentrate on were the sensations my body was experiencing... As fingers worked their way past my cunt lips and invaded my cunt, the comments continued and the heightened cravings from the steroids I was on took over. I was enjoying it and they all knew! Obscene comments surrounded me. Reaching the alley, boy led me through the back door and into the hallway of the shop. “Ok, whore,” boy ordered, “Lose the boots and harness.” I followed his orders immediately. By this time, I was so horned up that I fell to my knees and started sucking on boy’s leather jock... begging for cock. “Yep... you’re gonna bring in a good take,” boy laughed, producing a loaded rig. “Ready?” Raising my face to him, I looked him in the eye and moaned, “Fucking slam me.” I raised my arm and he prepped me while I held my breath to welcome the sweet fucking rush. We continued keeping eye contact... I saw the glint of the needle and I nodded to him. Then I felt the prick and the contents of the register began to flow before the tourniquet even hit the floor. “Shit yes! Love this shit!” I moaned and started to suck and lick on boy’s jock pouch. “Yeah fucker... you need this don’t cha?” boy said teasingly as he stepped back, removed his cod piece and exposed his hard cock. Grabbing his thickening shaft, he shook it in front of me. “What do you want?” “Cock!” I answered quickly moving towards him. “Why?” he asked. “Fucking tell my why.” “I’m a whore.” I said staring into his eyes. “And what do whores do?” Breaking the stare, my eyes moved down to the pulsing cock and answered... “Fucking do whatever they’re paid to do...” That did it. A wide grin spread across boy’s face and he slipped the dripping cock into my mouth. “God-damn!” boy groaned, feeling my mouth suck and lick the head before taking the shaft down my gullet until I felt his shaved crotch against my lips. Eagerly, I started to milk the shaft before slipping it out to play with his drooling piss slit with my tongue. Moving one hand between boy’s ass cheeks, I started playing with the base of his metal plug while I held onto his heavy balls with the other. I knew what was coming next and I prepared... Hungrily, I opened my mouth even wider to accept boy’s now growing knot. “That’s it, fucker,” he laughed ... you’re not going anywhere. I now worked my throat around his thick cockhead as my tongue played with the growing knot... There was only one way off his cock now. I continued on... servicing boy’s cock. “Fucking whore... take my knot... cock sucking whore...” he growled as I worked to take his load. I continued on... until I felt his cock expand and begin to throb... this was it... the moment I both loved and dreaded... the shaft expanded and filled my throat completely while his knot completely filled my mouth... I could barely breathe... I had to continue on... I needed him to come. With one last inhale through my nose, I collapsed my throat against his shaft causing it to release a thick load of cum. I had done it! “Motherfucker,” boy moaned and grabbed my shoulders with both hands to steady himself while his shaft slightly softened to allow me to again breathe. Looking up I smiled... it wasn’t over.... Suddenly, I felt boy’s piss stream down my throat. Happily, I took every drop. We remained there... me on my knees until I was unknotted. “Fucking chem whore aren’t ya?” boy said pushing me off his cock. “Can’t wait to see the take.” “Shit yeah, boy,” I said wiping my mouth, “Need to make Daddy proud.” There... I said it. Any hesitation I felt earlier was gone. I was a whore and would eagerly do my job. Boy grinned, reached down and grabbed hold of my tits producing a jolt of pleasure through me. “Come on, whore,” they’re waiting he said grabbing my leash. Standing up, I followed behind. Noticing that his cock was still exposed, I smiled and he led me through the hallway into the hot dark dungeon. I could see one bright light shining on a platform with a chain suspended from the rafter in the middle of the room. Surrounding it I could make out shadows. Standing at the door, boy stopped and looked into my dilated eyes. “From here on out you’re nothing but a piece of cunt, understood?” I grunted. The pull from my leash forced me forward into the room and the heavy scent of sweat, piss, rubber and leather enveloped me. I made my way through the parting crowd and onto the platform. Quickly, boy grabbed my wrists, raised my arms and secured me to the chain. Dropping to his knees, he proceeded to grab two previously unseen chains on the platform base and fastened them to the ankles of my spread legs which caused me to lean slightly forward. “The last item” I heard Daddy say from the darkness and boy crawled behind me and violently pulled my cunt plug out. “FUCKING HELL!” I screamed. Now I was completely exposed to the audience... every inch of my body, even my bloated cunt lips and open gape were on view. Adjusting to the light, I began to make out a group of 40 to 50 sweaty men in various gear. In the back of mind more thoughts ran... So, this was Daddy’s design... the electrolysis to smooth my body... tatts to mark it... the thick piercings. And of course, the endless steroid-fueled hours at the gym keeping me constantly horned up. The cycles had fucked up my cock but it was now caged in a smaller device than my first one so it didn’t matter... it was all about my cunt now... all part of the plan for this moment. “Gentlemen, please line up,” Daddy announced, “The main event will begin shortly. As agreed, you may now inspect the whore. I’ll remind you that you’re not to injure the merchandise. You will be ejected immediately and will forfeit your deposit.” And it began... calloused rough hands covered my body, exploring it... unmanicured fingers invaded my cunt and stroked its walls. Other hands held my caged cock and examined my shriveled cock and pulled on my ball sac. I had never experienced anything like it... “What do you think puppy?” The leatherman now in front of me directed to someone down on the dungeon floor. I turned to look in the direction of his question and saw a hot muscled stud in a packed red swimmers jockstrap stepping up onto the platform. His muscled pecs were framed in a bulldog harness edged in red piping that matched the piping on his collar and laces on his boots. His gaze never broke my mine as he walked past me and started to examined my cunt lips. “Good potential,” he growled, stroking my tender cunt lips. “HMMM,” the Daddy said, walking around me but not touching. “What about you two? What’s your take on this one?” And another one came up... this one was young... a fucking hot rubbered-up ginger skin. Fuck! I thought, seeing the massive ringed tits on his rubber harnessed pecs. Only this one’s rubber gear was edged in yellow with matching laces on his 10-hole rangers. His black rubber jockstrap shone with a bright yellow stripe that bulged out from the obviously heavy ball weight gripping his sac. He walked right up to me and took hold of my tits... “Tits,” he moaned, taking one in his mouth and biting hard...my body stiffened but I didn’t dare say make a sound. “That’s two,” his Daddy laughed. “What about you, cunt?” That’s when I saw him come into view! This guy had been modified even beyond my wildest dreams. Seeing my reaction, he smiled and stood before me. My eyes went directly to the glinting silver tag on his yellow piped leather collar... a match to puppy’s red piped collar. Grabbing the tag, he walked up to me making sure I could see the one word engraved on it... “Cunt...” he growled, giving me a nod of deference. I moaned as he stepped back to allow me to see him... I marveled at his smooth hard pecs... those fucking thick ringed tits framed by the yellow piped harness! They stood out like small udders pointing straight down. He wasn’t shaved... he had electrolysis... just I had. My eyes continued down, following the deep ridges of his abs. And then, I saw it! A fucking hugely obscene melon-sized bulge barely contained by the straining mesh pouch of a yellow swimmers jock. “I couldn’t help myself...What the fuck!?” I exhaled and looked directly into his dilated eyes. “How...?” Ignoring me, he moved forward to hold my caged cock and began to inspect it. His fingers moved between the metal and stroked the loose skin surrounding my cock. While, his other hand traced the flowing tribal tatts that ran over my body. Glancing down to boy, he asked one question... "This thing function?” “Nope,” boy laughed. “Same here,” he winked at me and released me. Grinning, he patted my cage, then he moved behind me and proceeded to grab my cunt lips and squeeze them. I let out a low moan. Seemingly satisfied, he released them and again stood in front of me. His eyes visually inspected my tatted pecs and followed the markings up my arms. Grunting... he moved to my smooth pits and lapped at the dripping sweat... “Ah fuck!” I groaned, feeling the metal post in his tongue slide against my smooth pit... all the while his eyes were focused on my slammed vein. Finally reaching it, he moaned, “Fucking chemwhore...” as he slid his tongue over it before kissing it and dropping to his knees. Crawling to his Daddy, he spoke one final word, “Yes.” The Daddy nodded, and motioned to his trio. Obediently, they gathered behind him and followed him off the platform to make room for the others. As the inspections went on and on, I couldn’t keep my mind off of him... what was it the Daddy called him? What was on the tag? Cunt... The images of him filled my thoughts until I was lost in the moment. I was transported out of the moment until my body began to spasm and I let out a roar from the orgasm deep in my cunt. “MOTHERFUUCKERRR!” Coming off the anal release I took a deep breath and I steadied myself... the inspections continued. After the last one made his way past me, boy stood and moved behind me. Leaning in, he whispered in my ear as he slipped a finger into my cunt, “What are you thinking, whore?... Did those mods turn you on? You should see his cunt... As a matter of fact, whore... each one of their cunts is beautiful... but cunt’s?... his fucking thick bloated cunt lips are the biggest. And that prolapse... fucking beautiful rosebud.” I closed my eyes trying to picture it as my own cunt began to throb from the burning sensation inside me... It had to be a fucking huge shard. “Shit yes!” I moaned and my cunt plug was plunged back inside me... securing the shard deep against my cunt walls to dissolve with my cunt juices. As the lights went up, I took in the scene below me. I quickly looked over the room until I saw him... cunt stood as his Daddy fucked him from behind. Never taking his eyes off of me, he took the rapid thrusts of the cock. I was mesmerized. I didn’t understand... Why the fuck was I thinking about him right now?! Noticing the confusion in my face, he smiled and nodded. For some reason, that gesture and the shard did it. My body began to strain against chains and it started... “As you know for quite some time, my shop has had a piece of inventory on display.” Daddy announced, “Well gentlemen, it is now available.” and a loud roar rose from the crowd.

For a bi, versatile omnivore, this is a somewhat amusing discussion.

"Wow, I left you loose and wrecked for the next guy."

Of course, it's a 1981Virgina story...

90% of the loads I take are anonymous. Blindfolded, not knowing. heart racing. The last one got hard without any help from me so it was a complete surprise when he entered me. Was huge but def above average. I'm definitely 50+; Hell, I'm 60+. My first anon was back in 84, bent over a picnic table at a rest stop on the Maine, New Hamshire, Massachusets corner. I think it was still in Maine. It was completely dark, and there were no lights at all. Was also my first experience as a cumdump. I held of a bit after that, both because of HIV and being on active duty. When I did start playing again, it was pre-internet. The risk was still there, being blindfolded and not knowing if the guy had taken the condom off or not. I was one of the lucky ones. I never caught even a case of crabs. Now I just want the cock and the load. Nothing else matters.

Fuck yeah luv this story about a dumb jockbro taking alpha nut raw

What such a horny imagination so thanks for all you've written so far. I've already played and enjoyed myself again and hopefully there's more to cum! This amazing series of chapters of twists and turns continues on this brilliant pervy rollercoaster and one where I'm certainly enjoying the ride 😈

I am poz - since at least 1985 (first ELISA test was available that year). THIRTY-EIGHT YEARS at least. Possibly 40 or more as I could have been infected as early as the late seventies when I was in my mid-teens. I am now 60, have a husband for 33 years who remains neg to this day, we have had since our second date in January 1990 a fully sexually open relationship (our monogamy is emotional monogamy). We met after each of us lost our first partners, his to Testicular Cancer and mine to AIDS. We met with him total top and me topping most of the time, hence the open sexual part of our relationship - our emotional losses stripped out useless emotions like jealousy and resentment since you learn to value life and not sweat the small stuff, and with us being top and top/vers being open allowed us to play with others together and on our own when the other was occupied. It relieved a lot of our friends who cried "foul!!" about two tops getting into a relationship and taking two tops off the already scarce market... 🙂 With my hubby working evenings - especially Fridays and Saturdays - and me working day-times during the week, I had all of the 90s in NYC free on Friday and Saturday night, and my other half actually preferred that I go to a sex party, a sex club, a bathhouse or an ABS rather than go to a bar and have some guy I was picking up for just sex get the wrong idea thinking he might get more than a sexual encounter from me. For a while, I did the safe sex thing at such get-togethers, but by later in the 90s after some convincing from porn star and fuck buddy Scott O'Hara, I sought out other poz guys and poz get-togethers for sex and started barebacking and getting barebacked again with my poz pals and it was a great joy in a period that saw little joy in our community, as I watched so many friends, associates, co-workers and sex partners lose their battle and die before the IDS/HIV cocktail came along. I was fine for a good long time from my infection - but by late 1998 my CD4 count had dropped below 120 despite never having had any AIDS-related infections. I went on meds at that point, and within two months was undetectable. I have been ever since - except for two times when I was put on a drug-holiday for a month or two by my doctors as part of medical studies seeking to understand why I was infected but never had any associated opportunistic infections and was surviving for so long - not sure exactly what they revealed to the researchers other than finding I had one copy of a gene found in people of Irish, Scottish and Scandinavian heritage that seems to indicate resistance (a friend from Ireland, who has never NOT barebacked, has copies of the gene from both parents and is effectively immune). I'm now 60. I know I am lucky to have had such little harm to my lifestyle or health from an infection that has killed countless others. And I will admit that being poz oddly made my sex life better when it came/comes to extracurricular sex allowing me to breed and be bred in sex venues that involve other poz guys, and I've sure had my share of amazing sexual experiences as anyone who has read my blog on this site knows! And weirdly, I've outlived 3 HIV doctors, none of whom passed from HIV. The downside is I am a slave to the pharmaceutical companies for the rest of my life - the HIV meds somehow never seem to pass into generic form and are staggeringly expensive as is my health insurance, at one point the almost $20,000 per YEAR out of pocket that I had to pay for health insurance and co-pays almost bankrupted my husband and I, thank god for Obama-care that dropped it to $4000 a year for a while, though it's crept back up to and just recently passed the old rates in March of 2023 - though I've swallowed my pride and allowed myself to accept some assistance from the State of New York on both Insurance Premiums and Pharmaceutical Co-pays. I had not had any adverse reactions to my meds from 1999 through about 2018 - when I was forced off a cocktail that had worked fine for 13 years by the INSURANCE COMPANY, not my doctors because they somehow wanted me taking newer meds that were more expensive and damaged my heart. I was taken off that med and the one I am on now does have one side effect - I had a set of washboard abs through my 40s and still had some definition in my early 50s, but since taking this, I now have a bit of "hard belly abdominal swelling" which saddens me. Given a choice, would I chose to get infected again? Probably not, especially if there were PreP type meds available, but I will admit, that I seem to have found the most extensive silver lining to my condition that one could find. And I know that I am very very lucky, for which I am very very thankful. If you've not encountered my blog on this site, you might want to read it and find it hot - but please be warned, my posts all contain references to what BZ refers to as "Backroom" types of topics, so be warned if such posts are unpleasant for you or might be a trigger for you: [think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/blogs/blog/2-blog-versmetropig/

I'm odd in the fact that I enjoy eating cum while I'm horny. Right after I cum, I lose the desire.

Best way to introduce ws to the play first time! I was on my back when the guy who just came in my ass didn't pull out shortly after and kept staring into my eyes. When I asked him if he was okay, he told me he was pissing in my filled-up ass.

There used to be a sex club here in LA just outside of West Hollywood called "The Zone" that had a wonderful 2-story maze-like setup with quite a few gloryhole booths, tasted so many different cocks there, old, young, black, white, latino, uncut, cut, thick, thin, etc. The business didn't make it past Covid - RIP! - I miss it quite often!

I recently discovered that there's an old-school cruising spot about 20 minutes from my house. It's located in a large park that includes several woodland trails and is accessed by a trail that is rarely used since a footbridge over a wide stream was washed away years ago. I love to get bred outdoors and now that the weather is warmer and the leaves are budding on the trees, this secret little hideaway is once again growing in popularity. This spot never came to my attention through the normal cruising channels. I was only introduced to it when a big-dick top hit me up on Grindr one Saturday. He lived close to the park and, since like me he doesn't live alone, suggested we give the spot a try. His invitation came with a caveat, however. He could not guarantee that we would have it to ourselves. I'm always down to take loads in front of an audience and am more than happy to let anyone watching take a turn. We met at a small parking area at the trailhead. He was waiting in his car and as I pulled in beside him, he nodded, got out, and grabbed what looked like a comforter from the trunk of his car. As I opened my car door he began slowly walking up the trail, leading the way. He was several yards ahead of me when he suddenly cut through a gap in the brush on the side of the trail and disappeared. I quickly followed and after a moment of sweeping the small, prickly branches out of the way with my arms I stepped into a lush, sun-filled clearing. I looked around. The brush through which I had just come hid the spot perfectly from view of anyone on the trail. A rare hiker meandering by would have no idea what lay on the other side, nor would they be able to glimpse any action taking place there. On the opposite side a steep tree-covered hill rose to meet the road. It was the perfect outdoor cruising spot. I will admit that I was somewhat disappointed that we were the only ones there. As I followed him up the trail I had found myself hoping that we would find others there, sucking and fucking. But we were alone. He spread out the comforter on the grass and turned to face me. Through his grey sweat pants I could see the outline of his thick black cock. Instantly I began salivating in anticipation at having that hog invading my holes. "Strip," he ordered. It was the first word he had spoken to me. I did as instructed, placing my clothes on one corner of the comforter to keep them off the wet grass. Then it was his turn. He took off his t-shirt, revealing his muscular physique. Next he dropped his sweat pants, leaving his massive, already-hard cock to swing free. It was a solid seven inches and girthy and narrowed at the tip to a smaller head, like a missile. The saliva production in my mouth increased and I took full advantage of it, dropping to my knees and taking that gorgeous cock into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and began thrusting, working that head deeper and deeper into my throat. I choked and gagged and covered his shaft and balls in thick saliva. "Fucking perfect," he said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. Streamers of thick saliva trailed from my lips to his shaft. "Now turn around." Once again I did as instructed and soon his lips and tongue were on my hole. He thrust his tongue inside, teasing me and helping the muscles to relax while simultaneously lubing me up with spit. I could have stayed like that all day but soon he moved behind me and I felt a pressure on my hole. I had forgotten my brown bottle in my excitement to meet him, so I willed my muscles to stay relaxed as he gently guided the tip of his cock inside me. I needn't have worried. I was so ready for him that he slid in with ease. It had been a long time since my hole had felt that full, and I relished every moment as he grabbed my hips and began methodically pounding my hole, driving balls-deep with each thrust. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "I don't wanna cum yet," he said, gasping for air. "That ass is too good." "I could take a turn." This was a new voice, coming from behind us. His cock slipped part-way out of my ass as he turned to address the newcomer. "Fuck yeah," he said, offering my hole without consulting me. "I love a loaded hole. Have at it." A new, unseen set of hands caressed my ass. I stayed in position and did not look back, wanting this stranger to remain just that. My new top friend had awoken my animal hunger for cock and I didn't care who used me, as long as my hole was stuffed. I heard the rattle of a belt buckle and the stranger was kneeling behind me, one hand on the small of my back as he lined up his cock and slid inside. He wasn't as thick as the first, but he filled me nicely and, just like the other guy, pounded me balls-deep with every stroke. The first guy knelt briefly in front of me so I could taste my ass and saliva on his cock. He grabbed my head and began throat-fucking me again, causing me to gag and spew thick ropes of saliva all over his cock again. "Fuck!" the newcomer cried. I felt the telltale spasming of his shaft as he shot his raw load deep in my guts. He stayed inside me a moment longer as the spasms died away and his cock began to soften. As he slid out the first guy stepped around behind me to take his place. No sooner had one slipped out than the other had replaced it and once again I was getting a pounding. The newcomer knelt in front of me. "Clean me off," he ordered. "I have a husband to go home to." I gladly obliged, taking the entire length of his shaft into my mouth and bathing it with my tongue. I savored the salty, musky taste. He slid his cock out of my mouth and got up to leave. As he stood, he lifted his shirt ever so slightly. Until that moment it had covered his entire belly and pubic area. He was silky smooth with not a hint of hair anywhere that I could see. And there, where his pubes would otherwise have been, was a tattoo of a scorpion. The sight caught me by surprise so much that I froze in shock. I was only vaguely aware that the first guy had quickened his pace and soon was dumping another load into me, mixing his DNA with the toxic brew that the stranger had left behind. Before I knew it he had stood and pulled me up to my knees, shoving his cum-covered cock into my mouth so I could clean him off. I was so accustomed to cleaning off cocks after they bred me that even in my stupor I licked and sucked every drop of cum and spit and ass from his shaft and balls. He grabbed his clothes and began to dress. As he did so he looked at me, still frozen in position on the comforter. "What's wrong?" he asked. "That guy," I managed to reply, "as he was leaving he showed me a scorpion tattoo. I think he's poz." "Oh yeah, I know," he responded. "I invited him to join us. I figured that if you were going to take one poz load, you might as well take two. Twice the chance for it to take." At first I didn't comprehend his meaning. Then his words sunk in and I felt a knot in my stomach. "You're poz too?" He grinned. "Don't look so shocked. I follow you on BBRT and Breeding Zone. I've read all your writings, all your fantasy stories about getting knocked up by strangers. I see you on Grindr saying 'raw is law' and I see your Sniffies profile that says Bareback Only. I know you've taken hundreds of anonymous loads and that you knew it was only a matter of time. Now look," he swept his arm around to draw my attention to the clearing in which we stood. "You've got the perfect actual pozzing story to add to all those fantasies." I was stunned. Though my mind reeled I was unable to formulate any words. "I had a lot of fun," he said as he picked up the comforter. "Hit me up if you want to meet again." With that he disappeared through the brush, leaving me alone in the clearing. I drove home in a daze, unable to fully fathom what had happened. As soon as I stepped through the door I raced to the bathroom, where I douched again and again for ten minutes straight in an effort to wash out the poz loads I had taken. I stood under the hot shower for what seemed like an eternity, and by the time I had begun to feel clean again a fatigue began to set in. I toweled off and flopped onto my bed, where I promptly fell into a dreamless sleep that lasted several hours. I awoke with as deep a sense of regret as I have ever experienced. But it wasn't what you might think. Having had a chance to sleep on the day's events, I found myself regretting that I had washed those toxic loads out of my hole when I got home. I had been thinking and writing - and occasionally yearning - about being bred by poz men for years but had never stopped to think about the fact that it might actually happen. Getting pozzed was an abstract concept all along, something I never thought would happen to me, and I was disappointed at my reaction when it did actually happen. The sun was just beginning to set as I picked up my phone and opened Grindr. He was offline but I sent him a message in the hopes that he would see it, and soon. "I need more."

when I'm being sucked off I expect my cocksucker to greedily swallow down my sperm like it's the best thing he's ever tasted

The next day I headed for class, not paying attention the George or Mr. Lewis’s door. I heard his door open but I was long past it. I felt like I had a small new sense of confidence. So I made extra effort to try and avoid any suspicious types. For the next week I managed to avoid talking to anyone around the complex. On the times I’ve seen Mr. Lewis I’d walk past him giving some kind of dismissive greeting. I knew he still had a key to my place so I got in the habit of blocking my door every night. I would occasionally see Rob working around the place. He would give me a nod, and a slight smile. It may not have been much but for him it was a huge change in attitude. Coming back from the gym in the evening, I saw a familiar face. It was Frank. He was wearing shorts and a black tank top with a yellow logo on it with the letters NP on it. “Hey! Tommy right? Nice seeing you! How have things been?” I thought about the times he pissed up my ass and down my throat. I was still relatively new to water sports but by the time I was drinking it from him I was used to it. His was actually rather nice. “Yeah, I’ve been good. Just work school gym. Always busy.” “I can tell. Have you been seeing any of the other guys?” “Not much. I’ve been trying to take a break from that sort of stuff.” “Aw, that’s a shame. I was having a get together today. I was hoping to run into you and see if you’d like to come.” “What kind of get together?” “The kind were we hang out and enjoy ourselves. It’s pretty chill. You’d like it.” I didn’t have anything else planned today so I figured why not? I don’t really do much other than study and work, so this might be a fun change of pace. I looked down to his crotch and though about the offer. I really did enjoy drinking from his tap last time. Maybe I might get the chance again if we have a moment alone. But I wasn’t going to push for that. I may be a developing kinkster but I didn’t have to shamelessly seek it out. He wasn’t Mr. Lewis or George. He may have sampled me in the past but he never came off as extreme. “Sure that sounds like fun. I’ll just go wash up first.” “Nonsense, you’re good as you are. Wanna come up now? The guys haven’t been here long.” “Oh! They’re already here? If you really don’t mind the sweat…” “I more than don’t mind.” Frank grabbed my hand and lifted my arm above my head. He leaned in, gave a quick lick to my armpit then let me go. He licked his lips and smirked at me. “Come, My place is at the other end the the hall from you.” That was new. No one ever licked my pit before. It wasn’t my thing but if he was happy with me the way I was then that makes things more convenient for me. When we got to his place I saw Rob messing with a ceiling light close by. He saw me with Frank and I felt a little guilty. I know he wants me to stop playing with Mr. Lewis and George but Frank seemed okay. Never the less, I told Frank to head in while I had a word with Rob. “Hey Rob.” I tried acting casual but I sorta sounded like a kid who got caught. “Hey kid. Hanging out with Frank?” He seemed indifferent. “Yeah… I know you told me to stop playing around with dangerous guys…” “Frank isn’t dangerous. At least I don’t think he is. Besides you don’t have to do what I say. You can fuck around with who you want.” He kept adjusting the light fixture like he really didn’t care. “Yeah I know…” Rob stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “What do you want from me? My permission?” Was I? I didn’t want to let him down. I’ve been good at holding up his request so far but I really wanted to hear from him that this party I was going to was okay with him and not him just being passive aggressive. Sometimes it’s hard to tell with his typical disposition. “I guess so…” Rob looked at me like I said something funny. He put his tools down then gripped my shoulder firm. “You have my permission to go to Franks party. Happy?” I don’t know how to explain it but him saying that seemed to excite me. I felt a warmth pass through me and I was a little lighter. “Thanks Rob.” He rolled his eyes at me and continued what he was working on. I headed to Frank’s place and went in wondering who might be there. When I entered there was some music playing and drinks spread about. But the guys. The guys there were all in jock straps or harnesses! Wow okay I didn’t expect it to be this kind of party. Now I felt a little over dressed. Even Frank was out of his clothes and was wearing a jockstrap that looked like it came from a gay fetish store. “Hey guys the piss boy is here! I said I’d deliver!” Frank announced to everyone. Piss boy? Me? Oh that’s right! Last time I saw him he said he was going to arrange something like this. I thought I’d get a little more warning first, but I had been avoiding people these past few day. Suddenly I was being surrounded by all types of men in fetish gear. There were buff, guys chubby guys, slim guys. 7 men all together including Frank. “Oh damn! Uh Frank I wasn’t planning on fucking. This may be a bit much too fast.” A couple guys were already taking off my shorts and shirt. “Who said anything about fucking? You’re the party’s urinal. And my friends here have had a lot to drink.” Some of the guys were laughing. Two guys were gently holding my arms and feeling up my shoulders. One scruffy bearish guy was standing in front of me and pulling his cock out. “You say he loves drinking it Frank?” The bear pushed me to my knees. His dick was slapping my lips. “Yeah, he took it from me from both ends before.” Out of my peripheral I could see one guy blowing the other, but the guy doing the sucking wasn’t moving his head, oh right. Frank definitely gathered a bunch of like minded fetishists. The bear in front of me slapping my face to get my attention. “Open up for me! You want this don’t you?” I looked up at him. He was peering down at me looking past his large pecs. They were a chubby muscle. Hairy with perky nipples. Do I want this? I may have liked it from Frank but I wouldn’t call myself a piss pig. “Come on, be a good boy for me. You want to be a good boy right?” He pressed his cock against my lips and tried pushing in. He was attractive but I still just met him and- Oh fuck it! I opened my mouth and took in his cock. The guys around me encouraged me and patted me on the back. “Yeah, that’s it. Ima give you a sweet reward.” Bear guy caressed my face while his cock was in my mouth. He held it there for a moment as he concentrated. “Oh here it comes.” As soon as he said that. His hot yellow torrent started filling my mouth fast. I tried my best to chug it down as fast as I could. It was tangy but not too harsh. I could feel my cock getting hard. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth and running down my chin but the majority of it I managed to keep in. “Fuck he isn’t half bad at it. I’m finishing up here. Who’s up next?” “Easy there, he just got here guys. Give him a moment.” Someone I didn’t know said. I stood up, catching my breath. One guys was rubbing my ass and another leaned in and started kissing me on the mouth. He was a little heavy set. A wrestlers build, probably mid 20s, blond, round baby face. His tongue explored my mouth, I think he wanted to taste the bear man on me. I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him back. So far I thought this party wasn’t so bad. “Okay guys how about this continues in the bathroom. I don’t need the floors getting ruined.” Frank started navigating us to the bathroom. Not everyone could fit obviously but baby face and the guy rubbing my ass were right beside me. They had me step into the shower and I had a pretty good idea why. The guy playing with my ass earlier was more slender and was in the shower with me. I could feel his cock poking my ass. He was slowly humping me while baby face continued making out with me. A couple more guys were in there too, stroking their cocks and watching the show. “I’m gunna unload in him here.” The guy behind me started pushing his cock inside me. It was semi hard but he managed to get it in. Baby face was still kissing me when I felt the warmth spread inside my ass. “Ooh fuck yeah. Look at him taking it.” He was pissing a lot in me. It was good that we were in the shower because there was too much and some of it ran down my legs. “Suck my cock a little, it’s going to piss up in you next.” Baby face guided my head down on his cock. His was about 6 inches, cut. But it was thick. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it all the while the guy behind me was finishing up. I could feel my insides flooded. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to take another guys bladder full. He pulled out and a small spurt of yellow shot out of me. I kept the rest inside while sucking the cock in my mouth. It was now fully hard and the guy took it out. He positioned behind me to stick it in. A much older man was rubbing his cock on my face this time. The blonde wrestler guy behind my shoved his cock inside me. It was thick so it hurt a little. “Oh fuck that’s a tight ass.” He was squeezing my ass cheeks like dough. The older man in front of me started pissing on my head. His golden shower got in my hair and all over my back. I’m sure some of it ran down my ass crack and got on baby face wrestler dude behind me. “I can’t go just yet, I have to savor this guys pussy.” He didn’t piss inside me but he started thrusting. He was fucking my ass while it was full from the other guy. I wasn’t intending on getting fucked but looks like I can’t do anything about it now. Besides, he was cute so I didn’t mind. Older dude was still raining down on me. As my ass was getting fucked and my head getting showered. I began to realize how hot this was. Fuck I guess I am a piss pig as well as a foot pig. It was startling how much I’ve developed kinks recently. A few months ago, fucking and blow jobs was all I would do. The occasional rim job but that was a far out as it went. Even then I still rarely hooked up. Now I’m in the bathroom of a guy I barely know, surrounded by cocks that want to piss in every hole I have. Older guy finished using my face as a urinal, while wrestler dude behind me was fucking the piss up my ass. Frank was sitting on the counter watching, jacking off. I motioned to him to come closer. He got to his feet and pointed his huge long cock at me and I took it in my mouth next. I was looking forward to his. “Aw yeah this is what you wanted hu?” Frank was still hard so it took a moment for him to prime up. Baby face was still going to town on my ass. Then Frank started pissing and I was welcomed with the familiar taste of a well hydrated guy. I enjoyed gulping down his load. My stomach was definitely being tested but I could handle him. Luckily he didn’t piss too much. I think he gave a load to someone earlier. I can taste a bit of ass on him. “That’s awesome man, good job taking my piss. You guys want next?” Frank directed towards a couple replacing him. Two chubby bears with beards and leather harnesses started double teaming my mouth. Their bellies pressed against each other as I got both of their cocks in me. I wasn’t sure if they were going to fuck my mouth or piss in it. I can’t imagine drinking from both of them at the same time. That would be too much all at once. But of course they did intend on unleashing in me. Wrestler baby faced guy was fucking hard and grunting. Piss gushing out of my ass as he pulled out and back in. Piss from the first guy, not him. The two bear chubs, let loose and started pissing in my mouth at the same time, and that’s when baby face buried in deep and came inside me. “Fuck! That’s good!” He grunted. I was now trying to drink from both these guys but it was impossible. I was spilling out my mouth at an incredible rate, I was drinking as fast as I could. I could feel my stomach swelling on it. Then baby face was under me. He was drinking the over flow spilling out my mouth. He met his mouth with my chin catching it all like an expert. I was grateful for the help. I put my hands on his shoulders for support. His shoulders were thick and strong. He grabbed my hands and caressed my fingers. We worked together to finish up the two bear chubs. They had a lot in them and were content with our work. I on the other hand was exhausted. My ass and stomach were filled with piss. I felt bloated and out of breath. “I need a break, this is way too much.” Baby face put an arm around me in the shower and was rubbing my belly. I leaned into him focusing on breathing. “You did a good job dude. That was fucking hot. And I loved your ass.” The other guys were sucking each other and a couple wandered off presumably to fuck. I reached up to turn the shower on to rinse off the mess. Baby face and I relocated to the table in the kitchen where we talked for a while. His name was Dillon. He played college football for some small time university. I didn’t really bother to remember for who. I wasn’t really a sports guy. He wasn’t out to his teammates naturally, so the stress of being a gay dude in sports means he looks to relieve himself though other means, and through a long chain reaction of self discovery, he met Frank and discovered a passion for water sports. “So how did you meet Frank?” Some of the others were doing some sort of sex acts or having conversation like us. A few more guys arrived but I hadn’t paid them much attention. “It’s kinda embarrassing. I was kinda preoccupied with something while nude and he ended up fucking me by surprise.” I recounted the time where i was pinned beneath George’s sloppy cum filled ass. “Wow Frank totally raped your ass? Or was it a roll play thing?” “Mr. Lewis gave me to go ahead! Toilet boy over there belongs to him!” Frank interjected from across the room. He was fucking one of the chubby bears over a coffee table. The chubby bear moaning. “Who’s Mr. Lewis? Your daddy?” Dillon asked, almost teasing. “No he’s just my neighbor. I haven’t played with him in a while. He’s been trying to get me to do a lot of kinky stuff for him and a lot of the times it goes over board.” “How so?” “He’s obsessed with trying to cum in me.” “That’s hot. Why is that a problem?” “He’s poz.” “Ah, and you don’t want to get the bug?” “No.” “Do you love his cock?” “Well, yeah I guess. It’s amazing, and a huge mushroom head.” “Then keep playing with him.” “Hu?” “No need to deprive yourself of a cock that makes you feel good. If you don’t want to get pozzed, there’s plenty of precautions you can take to prevent that and still have fun getting you brains fucked out. You use rubbers?” “No… he prefers bare back.” “Are you on prep?” “No I haven’t gotten around to doing that. And it’s hard to get an appointment with how busy I am.” “Eh, sounds like excuses. Some part of you, even if you’re not aware of it is turned on by the danger of it.” “What? Nah that’s not right.” “You don’t insist on condoms because he likes it raw. You don’t do prep for weak reasons. Nah, there’s a part of you that likes it. Even if that part doesn’t really want to get infected, you definitely love playing with fire.” “Um…” I wasn’t sure of what to say. It’s true that Mr. Lewis has an amazing cock. And every time he fucks me I get so overwhelmed with fear because of the risk. One could even say it was a massive rush. But was I actually liking it on some degree? No, it can’t be. “Hey all I’m saying is, if ya don’t want it, you know how to prevent yourself from getting it. If you do want it. Then you want it. But enough of bug chasing talk. I still have to take a leak, and I’m sure you can handle another load.” Dillon took a red party cup off the table that had a small sip of beer in it left and started pissing in the cup right there. “How long have you done water sports? You seem to be very accustomed to it.” “Not long, like a couple times in the past few months?” We continued to talk as he filled the cup. It looked like an ordinary beer except the beer keg was cute footballer who made this special brew inside him. “And you’re at one of Franks parties? Damn, talk about running before you can walk. Cheers to that.” Dillon handed me the beer-I mean piss cup. It looked good, it was very warm and light, the color of a German Pilsner. I was still kinda full from before but I had room for it, and I was starting to like this guy so that made me want to drinking more. I brought the cup up to my lips and started chugging it down. It did have a slight beer taste to it. Left over from whatever was in there before. Dillon was rubbing himself as I drank. Once I finished I was totally full at this point. I couldn’t drink anymore. Dillon licked my lips. He brought me in for a deeps kiss, shoving his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a while. The party goers getting more rambunctious around us. At some point Dillon said he had to go, but we exchanged numbers to keep in touch. Since the party was getting more orgy than piss play at this point I decided I had enough as well. I started to get ready to leave but I wanted to thank Frank for having me over. I wandered around looking for him, weaving between the bodies fucking and piss drinking. I made my way to the bedroom to see if he was there. It was dark in there, I could barely see. I was going to turn around to leave but someone closed the door. I didn’t know who and my eyes were still adjusting. “Hello?” I asked in the dark. A dim red light turned on. I could see who it was. A buff guy wearing black rubber shorts, gloves, boots, and a black rubber mask covering his entire head. I couldn’t see eye holes and he had a zipper over the mouth. It was a little scary. He said nothing. “Excuse me I was looking for someone.” I reached for the door but he took my hand away from it. He stood in front of the door blocking my exit and slowly walked toward me. I was back against the bed with him almost close enough our bodies could touch. He leaned in and reached for something past me on the bed. It was a curved funnel. He undid the zipper on his mask and attached it to his mouth with a strap. The funnel pointing upward. He got on his knees and put his hands on my hips looking up at me. He was still silent but I figured I knew what he wanted. I guess he wanted me to piss in the funnel. The thought made me realize how much I needed to piss due to how much I drank at the party. It was a weird feeling standing in front of this kneeling stranger who’s face I couldn’t see. I pointed my cock towards the funnel and released. His hands gripped my ass and I herd fast swallowing sounds coming from him. It was the first time anyone ever drank mine before. It felt good to drain it and arousing that it was being swallowed up by a thirst pig. I think I was really loving this kink. The funnel was almost full when I emptied the last of my piss into it. Rubber mask was doing his best to drink it all. I watching the piss disappear in the funnel. Every last bit of it was gone. The guy gasped to catch his breath but kept eye contact with me. Was it eye contact? I guess so since his head was still looking up at me. He rubbed his hands on me more, exploring my body. The rubber gloves feeling slick and smooth on my bare skin. It was a new experience but nice. “Hey thanks dude. I didn’t realize how badly I needed to go.” I motioned to leave but he held my hips. He was still on his knees but didn’t want me to leave. He patted my ass cheeks, almost pleading for something. Oh! “That other guy pissed up my ass earlier. Is that what you want?” He gave an enthusiastic nod, his ass shook back and forth almost like a dog wagging his tail. My eyes were fully adjusted to the darkness and red light. His body was well toned. I couldn’t tell what skin color he had, all I saw was red and heavy shadows. He was a mystery. It was kinda jarring to see such a big dude so submissive to a, well compared to him I was definitely a twink. Maybe a twunk. No one else was in the room. “Okay, if you’re sure.” I turned around and squatted over the funnel, wondering how this would work. Rubber mask put his hands on the back of my thighs close to my ass, acting as a sort of human chair. He was strong and had large biceps so I’m sure he could easily support my weight but I didn’t want to stress him too much. So I made sure only to give him about half of my weight. It didn’t take much for me to release the piss in my ass. I was full and it was practically begging to come out. I tried controlling the flow so I didn’t overwhelm the poor guy. I herd him gulping down again. Wow this was probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done. He was drinking it as fast as I was giving it. This man was an expert. I felt his body tremble a bit, he must have been getting tired. “Sorry I’ll let up a bit.” I tried supporting my own weight but he squeezed my thighs and kept me down. He forced me to sit my entire weight down into his hands. “Are you okay?” He patted my thigh with one hand. I guess that meant yes. This guy was determined to serve me. I never met someone so eager in this kind of role before. Then again I never met anyone who was into this kind of role. I felt the last of the gold liquid spill out. I got up off of his arms and watched him go. He swallowed the last of it then took the funnel strap off and zipped his mouth shut. His head tilted to the side a little. I think he was looking at me in gratitude. He bent down, and rubbed his head on my leg. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I patted his head a bit “Uh… good boy?” He moaned and hugged my leg. This is so strange, but it’s also weirdly hot. Is this what having a sub is like? Did others want me to be like this? So many thoughts went through my head as I was petting Rubber mask at my feet. It was kinda cute. Like having a dog. A very fucked up but affectionate dog. Rubber mask looked back up to me, I think awaiting further instruction. I didn’t really know what else to do. Collin may have fucked me (oh right I guess Rubber mask swallowed his cum along with that other guys piss.) but I wasn’t really planning on fucking. “Thanks for the fun time, but I need to go.” He seemed to have no objections, but even if he did I guess he wouldn’t think it proper to express them. He was a power sub after all. Is that a thing? Power sub? Well if it is, Rubber mask is definitely one. “But, if you want I could see you again. I’m just at the end of the hall.” He gave a nod. I don’t think I’d be able to recognize him if he did come around. So I guess I opened myself to another stranger. I was getting bold. I opened the door and the light from the party flooded in. Frank was there standing in front of me looking in the room. “Oh I see you found a friend. How was it? He didn’t do anything too crazy did he?” He seemed pleased with my fooling around in his bedroom. “Rubber mask? Yeah he was um… a very good boy?” “Wow you hear that?” Frank was looking past me to the guy still kneeling. “Looks like your name is Rubber mask now! Ha ha!” “Oh what is his name?” I turned towards him realizing how rude that was to talk about him in third person. “Sorry what is your-“ Frank directed my face towards him. “His name is Rubber mask. You said so yourself. You can’t take it back now.” He then whispered to me. “This is his thing, just humor him.” “Okay. Oh by the way I wanted to thank you for having me over but I’m headed home. The party is getting a bit too wild for me.” “Too wild for you? Hey, if you say so. But yeah it was great having you here. The guys loved you I’m sure.” I grabbed my clothes and gave Rubber mask one last pet on the head, he seemed happy. I got dressed and left the party to their vices. The door closed behind me and the music was muffled. I was finally no longer apart of the piss orgy party. I stood in the hall for a moment. Reality suddenly coming back to me. Jesus Christ what the hell am I becoming? I went home for the night. As I laid in bed my head was swarming what fantasies of so many different guys. Rubber mask, Dillon, Frank, Muscle bear, Mr. Lewis, Rob… what would Rob think of all that? Would he be interested in that sort of thing? I fell asleep dreaming of myself in rubber mask’s position and Rob standing in front of me. I think at some point Rob’s form might have periodically turned into Mr. Lewis for a moment, but mostly it was Rob, filling the funnel.

Chapter 10: Assume the Positions After poppering Sir told me to lay flat on the bed with my head over side. Sir explained that he was suprised at how much cock i had taken in his mouth before. Sir explained that he was confident i could take it to the base in this position and with the help of some poppers. Sir explained that in this position, my throat would be more open, and the poppers would relax me some. He gave me another hit of the poppers and told me to take his cock as far down his throat as i could. Sir added that experienced cock suckers had problems taking it to the base. He warned me i may gag, but don't be worried if i did. He told me to take my time and not to try and go all the way quickly. This time i didn't try and take a huge sniff of poppers, and i asked if i could have another hit. Sir agreed to it. I did a great job thoating his cock. I was almost to the base as i started to gag a little. Sir pulled his cock out of my mouth and said good boy. He said he was confident i would take it all the way on my next attempt, and i took his 9+ to the base. Sir then pulled his cock out and said before I fuck your ass, im going to fuck your mouth. He told me that most guys who like to face fuck are usually aggressive, but he would be gentle with me. He added that he would go as deep as possible as soon as he was ready to blow his load down my throat. As i was sucking Sirs cock, I wanted to stroke my cock which was straining in my cock cage. Sir unlocked me and i stroked stroking my rock hard cock, and began to pre cum heavily. Sir bend over and started sucking Mt cock until i busted my nut in his mouth. This apparently got Sir to start face fucking me more aggressively. Sir buried his cock down my throat to the base, before shooting his load deep in my throat. This time there was no gagging at all. Sir told me that our next few lessons would be tiring, and they should take a nap. He put his arms around me and we kissed passionately. Sir then asked me how I felt about our lessons thus far, and i said I couldn't have a better, closer teacher. Sir said that porn movies are not like real life. They are with buff guys and huge cocks, or beautiful bubble butts. Sir started he seen plenty of gay porn, but never one that included anything about love, just pure raw sex. Sir continued by telling me from now on, I was not to use the phrase fuck me, but make love to me. I told Sir I couldn't wait for him to make love to me. We fell asleep spooning in each other's arms. I could feel Sirs cock growing against my ass. Sir woke me up and said, I want to fuck you." I wisely said I don't want you to fuck me, but make love to me. Sir said good boy. He said there were many positions to make love in, and he was going to show me a few. He told me to remember what they were called, as after the lesson he would like to have his guts filled with my cum in him. Next Chapter11: Assume the Positions 2

Chapter 9: Oral Exams The next morning I got up before Sir, eager to take his full cock for the first time. Sirs cock was rock hard and I was confident he would be fully in me that morning, but i had to take a piss. When i returned to the bedroom my step dad was on his back on top of the sheets wearing a shiny cock ring. On the end table was a bottle of lube, and some strange small bottle. I told Sir i wanted his full cock in his ass. He said you can't always get what you want. Tell me you NEED it boy! I told Sir I needed it, and Sir asked me why? I said I was now becoming a man, and that i wanted my Sir to be a part of that journey. Sir kissed me and said good boy, now suck my cock. He added he wanted me to take it as far as I could. He laid back and took a hit of the poppers. I was curious about the poppers and why he was sniffing them, but couldn't take my mouth off of Sirs cock. He got a good 7-8 inches down his throat before I started gagging, and taking my lips off his cock. I then asked Sir what the bottle was. Sir then told me it was my next lesson. He told me to get up next to him, and when I did he kissed me and congratulated me on a great job going down on his cock. I said thank you Sir. After that Sir explained that the bottle contained poppers. He said back in the day, they were known as video head cleaner by some, but that's rare now. He showed me how to close one of my nostrils and sniff up open nostril. I was eager to try, but Sir kept the bottle from me telling me he was disappointed that I didn't ask how they would effect me. Sir advised me not to just jump into doing something I've never done without asking questions first, as that could get me into some serious trouble. Sir explained that this was extremely important this weekend. I apologized and asked Sir if poppers are a drug and Sir said no, but they are used for purposes not intended. I asked so that's why people used to call them video head cleaner? Sir said yes, and happy that I caught onto that. Sir said that illegal drugs were likely something I would encounter being a gay man. Sir told me he had better not ever find out I'm doing illegal drugs, and if so he would make sure mom knew I was gay, but not about their personal actions. With that Sir put the bottle to my right nostril, telling his boy to pinch off his left nostril. I started to sniff too deeply and Sir pulled the bottle quickly from my nose. Sir asked me how I felt and i said like I had never felt before. I said there was a rush of heat through his body, and Sir told me that's why one of the more popular poppers were called Rush. Sir explained that the sensation i had was normal, but added that poppers help relax you, and in particularly your ass. Sir reminded me I'd need a hit or two before taking his cock fully up my ass. I told Sir i NEEDED fucked by him. Sir said he had one more lesson before not just fucking me, but making love to me. Next Chapter: Assume the Positions.

Meanwhile, Billy and Jamal were going for another round in our bedroom with Ty joining in. Groped and Pozzed 3 I was forced to sit naked on the floor while I listened to two hung seemingly poz black me fuck my “top” fiance. I could only imagine that he was being spitroasted with Jamal’s cock reaming out his rarely fucked hole. I know I had never fucked Billy in the years that we had been together. I fact, I couldn’t recall Billy ever telling me that he had been fucked, and now he was being dicked by two of the biggest dingers that had ever fucked me. Plus, they are poz! Our bed squeaked loudly for nearly 20 minutes then it just stopped. I could hear voices, but could not make out what they were saying. Then I heard Billy begging and pleading for them to stop. Whatever they were doing was causing him a great deal of stress and pain. Billy seemed to settle down and then it got quiet again, but out of nowhere Billy was moaning and begging for their cocks to split him open. I could not take it anymore. Curiosity got the best of me. I snuck up to my own bedroom door and cracked it open to see Ty on the bottom with his massive dong in my fiance’s ass in the middle and Jamal’s huge dork sliding along right beside Ty. I was amazed that Billy could accommodate such manhood. Hell, I was amazed that anyone could. I grew jealous of Billy getting all that cock. I wanted some to myself. That is when Jamal noticed me at the door and ordered me out of the room. I immediately shuffled out of the room and closed the door behind me. I sat on my knees in the living room for what felt like an eternity. I soon fell asleep on the floor on my knees. I just slouched over until I was startled awake but warm water on the back of my neck and back. I immediately jerked up and caught a facefull of piss from Ty and Jamal. I instinctively opened my mouth letting them drain themselves into a willing receptacle. They got dressed and high-fived each other and left me drenched in their piss in the middle of the living room. I jumped up and went to check on Billy who was sound asleep in the middle of our defiled bed. I wanted to climb in with him, but I knew he had a hard night. So, I showered, mopped the living room, I almost got the pee smell out of air, and by that time Billy was awake and pulling the soiled and cum stained sheets off of the bed. We didn’t talk much that day, but whenever Billy got hard. I was expected to service him. After he put the sheets in the washer, I was on my knees in the shower he slipped his piss hardened cock in to my mouth and filled me belly then he fucked me. Telling me he was wasting his last negative loads on his whore fiance. I shot my useless seed down the shower drain while Billy’s went up my ass. This silent treatment lasted all day Saturday and into the evening on Sunday. I lost count how many times Billy urinated on me or his loads I took. I was becoming his human cum rag and toilet. I am not saying I did not like it, but at least talk to me. That is when there was a knock at the door. Billy ordered me to strip down to my jock, which I always wore around the house, and answer the door. I gave him a quizzed look, but did as I was told. At the door stood Jamal and two other black fellows I have never seen before. Jamal pushed past me as did the other two. Joking that it looked like I was ready and willing for Round #3 with Jamal and his boys. Billy offered up that I was and we were. Jamal ordered me up front and center of the room. He pushed me to my knees. Soon the whole room was naked and nameless black cocks were being force fed to us willingly. Jamal fed me his cock and one of the other guys ordered Billy to suck him too. I could not see the cock being forced down Bily’s throat, but I could hear him gagging on it. Soon standing next to Jamal was the other black kid and he was shoving his cock into the foray. I would suck on Jamal for a few seconds then switch over the equally-sized new cock. I was still dressed. I am sure that is the only thing that slowed these guys down from getting to my ass because I sucked one the other would feel my ass and slowly started to work down my pants. Meanwhile, Billy was now naked and leaning over the back of our black leather lounge chair while his big black invader was eating his ass. Jamal must have thought that was a good idea. He and the other guy I was sucking both already naked and rock hard. They pulled me over to the end of the couch… More to Cum When I am back home from Vacation If you like this story let me know. I am thinking a 5 to 6 parter Joey I love to skype or whereby with verbal guys with a poz fetish. Hit me for a quick chat

It's Halloween and I just turned 21 so I decided to celebrate by going to my first bar tonight. I have always been a good boy getting straight A's in school doing well physically going to the gym everyday so it helped to have a nice toned body that got me a lot of attention but I never acted on it. At 21 I was your typical blond hair blue eyed surfer type even though I never set foot on a board before. I spent all my time in the gym to get a tight body with a six pack and tight toned arms to go with it. All this went well with my dick and ass. I had a good 7 inches 9 when fully hard and with all the squats I do I have a well rounded bubble but that a lot I liked because I would see others checking it out when I walk by. Living in Ybor I had seen and heard of many places that cater to the gay crowed as well as the straight crowed and I never really defined myself as straight or gay because at 21 I am still a virgin and have only had experience with my hand. I have checked out both men and women that go to the gym I go to and thought both genders we attractive but can't decide which I like. I decided tonight was my night to find out. I picked out a costume and decided to go as zorro so I would have a mask on and no one would recognize me if I went to anyplace that my friends would go and be anonymous. I wasn't going to wear the shirt because I wanted to show off my body and underneath the pants I wore a kinky jockstrap that I found online with no front either. It was around 8pm and I decided it was time to head out for the night so I ordered an uber to take me to downtown Ybor where I could start my night. I picked the first bar at random and it was packed. There were all manner of people in costumes ranging from nice to very naughty and I was a bit scared. I went to the bar and ordered myself a drink. The bartender was an attractive man around my age with next to nothing on. I could see a pair of gold shorts on and a bowtie around his neck and nothing else. Seeing his body made me blush because it was much beefier than my own and it was shining from the lights and the body glitter he had all over himself. He smiled at me and chatted with me asking if it was my first time here and I nodded unable to use my words. He just chuckled and handed me a drink saying it was on the house. I thanked him and took a sip and he just winked at me and said he would hope to see me again tonight and went back to serving drinks to others. I turned around and leaned against the bar watching everyone dance, make out or bump and grind against each other. It dawned on me that my first choice of club was a gay club and I felt really comfortable and not at all shocked that some of the guys there had their cocks on the outside of their costumes and getting rubbed in public or the ocassianl fingers sliding in an exposed ass. I actually could feel myself getting hard in my jock. A few noticed as they walked by and more than a few slid their hands on it as they went by me and it felt great. I drank the rest of my drink and I flagged the hunky bartender down and asked for another. He smiled and said it looked like I was having a good time and nodded at the hard on I was sporting in my costume. I blushed again and nodded to him. He handed me another drink and said again it was on him and that any other drinks were on him for as long as I was there and if I wanted to keep the party going to be around when he got off shift and he would take me to where the real party would be. I told him sure and thanked him for the drink and took it with me as I went exploring through the club. I saw more and more acts of pleasure walking deeper and deeper in. I saw a wizard sucking an alien, a pirate rimming a doctor and a superman even fucking a batman and I was getting more and more turned on. All while walking through all of this I was being groped and I was completely at ease with it especially when I felt someone sliding their hands down my costume and playing with my hole. Their fingers were wet and it felt amazing making me groan a bit when they slid a finger in my hole. It hurt some since I never had anything in there before in my life but it soon became warm and pleasurable. I looked back and saw it was someone dressed as Captain America but instead of his costume he was completely naked and had his body painted as his suit. He looked amazingly toned like me standing about six feet tall and he had a huge hardon which looked about 10 inches long and as thick as a beer can. He smiled at me and added a second finger in stretching me open and I leaned back into him, lowering my pants and giving him more access to my ass. He licked my neck as he pushed more into me and whispered in my ear asking if I was having fun tonight. I yelped a yes as I felt his nails scrape me a bit and I said it hurt some. He apologized and slid his fingers out making me feel empty. I told him it was ok and asked him not to stop because it felt so good. He smiled at me and leaned down and kissed me which surprised me. His lips felt so soft and warm and his tongue made its way into my mouth. I mimicked what he was doing since this was the first time I kissed anyone let alone another guy. It felt so nice and right I was in total bliss. I didn't notice him slicking up his cock until he was sliding it up and down my crack pausing momentarily at my hole and applying slight pressure on it. I couldn't believe that my first time was about to be in this public club in front of all these people and the fact of it all was that this hunk was about to fuck me bare. I learned all about safe sex in school and what could happen not using a condom and what you could get. I was fearful for a moment and I think he could sense that from me. He paused for a moment and reached down for his shield that he set against the wall and I was relieved a bit thinking he was getting a condom that he set with it. He brought his arms around me and had an open little brown bottle that he brought up to my face. He opened it and held one side of my nose closed and held the bottle to the other side and told me to breath as deeply as I could and hold it. Needless to say I did so without second guessing and held my breath until he told me to let go and repeated the same with the other side. My head was swimming and my body heated up and all I could think of was getting this man's cock buried into my hole and with that thought I grabbed his cock and lined it with my hole and started to push back onto it not thinking again if it was wrapped or not. He knew what he did worked as he grabbed onto my shoulders and slowly start to ease into me letting my hole get used to him more and more until he was fully in. He reached up with the bottle again and I repeated what happened again feeling looser than when we first started and it took any discomfort that was there from this enormous cock away leaving me with nothing but pleasure. He slid out of me almost all the way and then went down to the Hilt again and again causing more moans out of me. We drew a crowd of other men watching us and the all were stroking their cocks enjoying the show before them. I was in pure lust mode and started to beg for the captions dick more and more. A cock presented itself to my face and I started to lick and suck it learning as I went on what seemed to feel great from the moans I heard and the more this man shoved in my throat. I shocked myself finding out that this man's dick went all the way down my throat with ease and my nose was buried into his pubes and this excited him and myself even more. I could feel his cock get harder after more and more he fucked my throat and I knew he was close to cumming and I debated whether I would pull off or not but the answer was given to me when he grabbed me by the back of the head and held me in place as he unloaded his cum right down my throat. I could feel the man that was fucking me start to get harder as well and for a moment I broke out of my trance and reached back to feel his cock and see if he had a condom on but when I felt it I didn't feel anything wrapping it which made me start to panic. I tried to pull away but the crowd was too dense. I couldn't and he sensed that and held my body and gave one final thrust and came so hard in my ass. His orgasm sent me over and I came at the same time as he did and it felt like it was the most powerful orgasam I ever had jerking off. I didn't even realize that my pants were pulled down and there was a guy with a cup collecting my cum in it. I was curious as to why they did that and the guy who collected it kissed me and told me I would find out soon enough. Captain america pulled out with a pop and he was soon replaced with another who was just as big as he was. He took no time in burying his cock into my ass to the hilt and just as the previous he pounded my hole with speed and again as before I reached back and felt no condom on him either. He also held up that brown bottle and as before my head was swimming causing me not to care about him with no condom. It didn't take this newcomer long before I felt him swell and add another load to the second. He held me hard and brought me in for a deep kiss and asked me if I was having a good time still. It took me a second but I recognized the voice and looked back. It was the bartender from earlier. I smiled up at him and said yes my first time has been amazing. He looked shocked and I said to him that this was my first time in a gay club as well as my first time having sex at all. Well shit he said your first time and you go to Ybors gay poz club? I looked at him shocked, not understanding what he was saying. He picked me up like I was nothing and carried me into a quiet place and explained that this club was a place meant for guys who were HIV positive and I already took two of the most viral guys here. I was so shocked, scared and for some reason extremely turned on. I never even thought of this before but now that it is happening my brain is telling me that this is what was meant to happen to me. I smiled and grabbed him and kissed him deeply and got to my knees and sucked a poz load out of this man and said to him let's go back out so all the tricks can have this treat. The End

Id like to know what bar cause i wanna go there

Once I got past the mental block in my head about taking a fist it became a rollercoaster ride of pushing my limits. During the lockdown I ordered bigger and bigger plugs and toys and trained my hole to stretch wider and go deeper. My cunt opens up with lube and even more with chems. To feel a cock then a hand inside me massaging to climax is fucking amazing. After a couple of hours, my hole goes back to before. I think if you’re taking fists, toys & chems very often your cunt will become looser and looser which is hot. You just have to shove a fat plug up there !

Im not loose at all when compared to any of you, and I cant take a fist. But over the years, I have noticed my hole is not the same as it used to be. Which is a huge turn on to me, that I loosen up faster, that I can take cock easier. That being said, having a very loose, ruined, puffy cunt lipped hope is a huge fantasy of mine. A hole so loose that ANY cock could slam in to the balls in one thrust just from my hole being spit on. No warm up, just slam it in with no resistance. I also really want to experience being punch fisted. I love those vids of a GAPED open hole being bunched. I love the feeling of anything popping in and out of my hole, I think it would be hot to be owned by a dom master that INSISTED I have my hole ruined. Even to the point it gets to be more extreme than I am comfortable with, till my hole is RUINED.

My goal is to have fat cunt lips. That it takes a couple of days for it to close and I need bigger and bigger plugs (that's already started to happen). I want to surpass the overpowering feeling of ecstacy when I'm getting fisted and really ride the wave. Ultimate goal is depth and width and to spend more time on my back with my legs up offering my cunt for all takes

i am well on my way to that stage of ruin and I love feeling my hole lose an hanging open. I am used to the point now that my asshole is a gash rather than a little round hole at rest and it has started to prolapse from all the constant use from fists and bigger than human toys. When I am at a sex resort I get so used I have to sleep on a towel from all the cum and lube leaking out of my sloppy hole while i sleep. Only to wake up, stumble out of my room and into a sling for more use to start my day of sexual pleasure. My goals are two hands to the mid forearm (can go to wrist now), and one arm to the shoulder (can get almost to the elbow on smaller guys), and foot long prolapse (only falls out a couple inches now). I love seeing guys gathered around watching me like a some sexual version of a circus side show freak, getting themselves off watching me take size and use most guys can't begin to.

Whore 6 – A Continuation I continued to struggle against the chains as the roaring crowd continued; but all I could concentrate on was cunt being fucked by his Daddy. With every thrust of cock he took, my own cunt spasmed. Noticing where my attention was, Daddy smiled and moved in closely until I felt his breath on my ear. “OK fucker... this is it. You’ll have a new Daddy... or maybe Master... or maybe something else soon. I’m not your Daddy anymore. You may call me Max... That’s Colin over there... You’ve earned it,” he said removing my collar and harness... “Well, you will in a few.” he winked. “Yes, Dadd...Max,” I moaned... I was already looking forward to my new life. Stepping off the platform, Daddy… uh, Max continued on... “Gentlemen, the preview is now over. You’ve been made aware of the requirements to continue.” Stopping at the shop door, he looked back at the room of men. “You have met the deposit requirement for this portion. To continue on, you must produce evidence you have the funds to satisfy the reserve... The others may stay here and enjoy themselves. Deposits, less the entrance fee, will be returned once the inventory has been claimed.” Hearing Max’s announcement, the Daddy’s thrusts into cunt intensified causing a commotion among the men who looked on. “Feed my hungry cunt! Please!” cunt begged and pushed back to take it all until his cunt lips met his Daddy’s crotch. It was obvious that cunt was now milking the cock as those still in the room were now watching the scene before them... the look of ecstasy on cunt’s face burned into me as the fucking continued until his Daddy grunted, released his load and pushed him off the still hard cock. The Daddy stood there for a moment, his thick pierced cock jutting out above a large sac causing my mouth to water and my cunt ache. Smirking, he walked up to Max... his dripping slime-covered PA parting the way in front of him. “I gotta piss... 3% of the final cost, whether I take the inventory or not, if my boy takes care of my needs while we do this.” Max studied the ginger skin boy slowly approaching them “5%… I’ll need to take a piss at some point.” The Daddy smiled and nodded. “Drinks for everyone,” Max said to the crowd and the door closed behind them. With the drinks flowing, my attention was drawn back to cunt who was now working on his knees taking puppy’s cock. My body relaxed, letting my body hang forward in the chains fastened to my wrists and waited to find out my fate as I took in the room. Time seemed to slow down as the wait dragged on until, as if out of nowhere, cunt appeared in front of me. His hands slid against my smooth skin... “So, they call you whore?” he smiled, circling me and inspecting me more closely this time. “Yeah, for now... cunt.” I said, looking down at his enormous bulge and trying to figure out how much saline it contained. Lifting my chin, he chuckled, “It’s not saline.” “Fuck!” I moaned at the revelation that his sac was permanently altered. “And Max didn’t fucking lie about your cunt either,” he said, slowly pulling out my cuntplug and slipping a shard inside me with his index finger. “Daddy knows a thing or two about modifications.” “Fuck! Shit yes!” “That should help,” he said, shoving my cuntplug back. Moving to the staircase, he held out his index finger covered in my viscous cunt juices and sucked it clean... “Fucking delicious.” he moaned and descended the platform steps. “If we’re both lucky, I’ll be feeding right out of your cunt.” and patted his stretched-out jock pouch and returned to puppy’s side. I began to buck from the hunger in my cunt and the sound of chains restraining me grew louder but I was beyond caring. My body undulated from the chems rushing now concentrated in the walls of my cunt. My dilated eyes now caught sight of a group of men jacking their cocks below me. At that point, I began to beg for it... “Breed my cunt! Fucking need cock!” I pleaded and the men below me jerked harder. Seeing them coming up the steps, “Fucking breed me!” I kept on, until I heard a voice roar above the crowd. “YOU TOUCH MY PROPERTY AND YOU WILL BE ADDED TO THE CATALOG TONIGHT!” It was cunt’s Daddy! I was now his! Hearing the anger in his voice, the men turned, scurried through the crowd and out the door as cunt and puppy rushed to join him and boy. Max then led them up the stairs, onto the platform and quickly released me from my restraints. Steadying myself, I stood before the man who now owned me as he looked directly into my eyes. Quickly, my gaze fell as puppy placed a leash chain in his hand. “You are whore... I am your Daddy. They are puppy, your alpha... boy is your beta... and cunt, well he is omega... you, whore will be psi... one step above cunt.” he said, clipping the leash to my septum ring. “FUCK YES DADDY!” I grunted, as a torrent of cum spewed out of my caged cock onto the floor. I couldn’t believe it... I had cum... Quickly, cunt fell to the floor, crawled to the puddle of cum underneath me and hungrily lapped it all into his mouth. He kneeled there with his mouth open, showing me the cum I had just released. I instinctively fell to his level and our tongues clashed while we shared the load and swallowed. Placing his finger to my lips, cunt wiped the remains of the saliva-cum mixture and fed it to me as Daddy placed a leash on cunt. “I am your omega, but we serve them,” he motioned to Daddy, my alpha and my beta. “It’s time.” I looked up to Max and Colin watching me closely. “Thank you,” I mouthed to them as cunt and I were led through the showroom and out into the loading dock where an SUV was parked. I could hear the music and muffled voices wafting from the Pride festival. A beep pierced the air and the rear hatch opened revealing a large cage. Puppy quickly stepped forward, unleashed me and opened the cage door. I stopped and looked at cunt... not really understanding what was happening. Grabbing my hand, he led me forward... “C’mon whore.” After helping me into the cage, he crawled in next to me and I sighed at the feeling of his sweaty smooth muscled body against mine. Locking the cage, puppy snarled, “no fucking funny business” and shut the hatch. The ride was uneventful... no one spoke. Before long, I lost track of where we were until the vehicle stopped and I heard the sound of a garage door close. Hearing the doors of SUV open, I tried to stretch myself a bit to prevent cramping. “Not yet whore,” cunt reprimanded me. Leaving us in our cages, Daddy... my alpha... and my beta exited the garage and the lights went out. Before I could speak, cunt interrupted me... “Quiet, whore... puppy and boy are working on the final preparations.” and I lay down to wait in complete darkness. A while later, a loud bang on the hatch startled me and it rose as the distinctive smell of piss, sweat and oil entered my nostrils. “Time to work, whore” puppy laughed opening the cage. I crawled to the hard concrete floor and looked around. This was no ordinary garage. In the sloped corner stood a cage containing a black rubber encased twin size mattress with a drainage hole along the corner. “Whore!” puppy snarled and I crawled to puppy. Clipping the leash to my septum ring, he led me out of the garage and into what appeared to be a normal house. We continued down a hallway until came to a nondescript door. “In there,” cunt spoke reverently, “your limits will be stretched... but you will always be safe,” and puppy led me in. Crawling in, I realized it was a dungeon the moment the scent of sex hit me... leather, rubber, sweat, piss and cum permeated the air. A red tinged light shown throughout the matte black walls and ceiling while black vinyl covered the floor. Off to one corner, there was a black tile open shower unit with two shower heads with attached shower shots. Opposite that, a leather sling hung from the ceiling beams. Off to the side, there were shelves lined with play toys reminding me of Max’s shop. Then there was the bed... a large black metal four poster bed covered in black rubber sheets. Then I noticed the flickering lights and I saw the large flat-screen tv mounted on the wall visible from every angle of the dungeon showing men in all kinds of gear sucking, fucking and fisting. “Whore,” I heard Daddy calling and I turned toward his voice. “Fuck yes!” I gasped, seeing him standing before me like a god. He stood with his legs spread apart and arms crossed... his piercing blue eyes taking me in. His pierced tit rings shone against his muscled pecs framed in a tight leather Master’s harness. But it was his leather jockstrap bursting at the seams from his cock and balls that made me sharply inhale. Approaching me, he began to examine me. “Excellent muscle tone... no need for additional electrolysis...” Daddy mumbled tracing the flowing tribal tats flowing over my back and down to my plugged cunt... ”Max out did himself this time.” Reaching in a leather satchel next to him, he grabbed a kelly-green piped leather collar with a silver dog tag and presented it to me. Reading the engraving, I moaned. “whore” it read and he quickly locked it snugly around my neck. Next, he presented me with a bulldog harness with a matching piped trim. “Fuck yes, Daddy” I groaned, raising my arms and feeling the tight leather envelop my pecs as he secured my new harness. Stepping back, he released his jockstrap and revealed his huge pierced cock which rose to full hardness. “Service your Daddy, whore... prove to me you are worth what I spent.” Without hesitating, I crawled forward, raised my chin and opened my mouth to take Daddy’s cock for the first time... I knew what was expected of me. Instinctively, I relaxed my throat. Slowly, inch by inch, the thick shaft eased its way over my tongue and down my throat until my lips rested against the thick metal cock ring surrounding his massive cock and balls. Feeling the warm metal against my lips, I looked up into Daddy’s eyes to reveal the pleasure I derived from servicing a man’s cock. Grabbing my ears, Daddy grunted, “Well done, whore... you’ve been trained well.” and began to face-fuck me. Watching me closely, Daddy’s thrusts increased and I began to milk his cock. “Not yet!” Daddy yelled, quickly pulling out of my mouth. Before I could move to take my Daddy’s cock in again, he grabbed it angrily and slapped it against my lips... my cheeks... against my face as the wet slapping noise filled the room causing the other three to moan loudly. "Feed me, please!" I begged. “Cock!” Laughing, Daddy thrust his hips forward and shoved the full length of his cock back into my mouth and down my throat. I steadied myself for the oncoming thrusts but they never came. With Daddy’s cock lodged down my throat, I constricted my throat and held it as I steadfastly looked up to Daddy. “Let’s see what that cunt can do,” finally he said to know one in particular and I felt hands grab me and carry me to the sling.

Yes, I would say that it's a common path. You start out with simple jerking, and after a load is blown, your teenage self thinks, "I wonder what it tastes like?" You give it a try. Interesting. Not terrible. So you keep doing it. Eventually you look for the next thing to try. Taste of your piss, putting things in your butt, playing with other men, and in meeting these men, they introduce you to THEIR kinks and interests. You give it a try. And find that you LIKE it. It's about all the new things that are available to you and discovering what your faves are. For barebackers, I think the path begins with fucking or getting fucked. Start with condoms because of all the sex-scare tactics taught in school. Then you try it raw. From there, you keep going raw until you bug up. From there, the sky's the limit. Sex is about the journey, not the destination, and seeing all the flowers on the way.

For me, I was kinky from the days when I was humping a pillow (around age 6) and it progressed from there. In my teens, dirty magazines kept my hand busy. Dabbled in cross dressing, wondering what it was like to be a girl. When I finally got a girlfriend at age 18(we married at 20), I lost my virginity to her mom...the kink started ramping up. Penthouse mags were my choice at first, then incestual magazines, then transsexual caught my fancy. As I got older, I was wondering about what would be like to suck someone’s dick and I’ve always had a fascination with things up my ass. Once I sucked and once I swallowed, I wanted more coco to suck. Eventually the owners of the cocks I was sucking wanted to put it in me. Trial and error found that I enjoyed another’s guy’s flesh in me. Eventually that al led to not getting enough and then I found ABS’s and glory holes and Steamworks and multiple guys. I found I love being the center of attention and a craving for cum. I eventually found a guy who loves my body the way it is and makes me feel like the gurl I am inside. It was only after about 8 times together that he came out to me as being poz undetectable and now I am progressing into another aspect of sex. Not sure where that’s going to lead me too yet...