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Thie following story is fictitious with a mix of fantasy and a smattering of actual events. It is an elaboration of a story I read years ago but I have personalized it. It combines the passion of two men having passionate sex with the mechanism of the ultimate bonding. I’m on my back in the dirt, my shorts off, my legs up in the air and the black guy I just cruised in the park with the huge dick is pumping my ass like he is possessed. I have no idea if he is poz or not. We never discussed condoms or status and I was just happy that his raw dick is going balls deep into my negative ass. I quickly forgot about the risks when I first saw his penis, as all I thought about was how good it would feel inside me. But tonight is different, as that unbeknownst to me that BBC inside me is going to spew a toxic load into my tender ass and start my conversion. When I first spotted him on the trail I thought he might just be a good-looking guy on the down low looking for a blow job. But after I sucked his cock for a while I stood up and reached over to kiss him. To my surprise he reciprocated with his tongue exploring my mouth as our lips locked passionately. I was soon back on my knees sucking him deeply thinking about how perfect his beautiful 8” fat dick would feel fucking me. As I continued to suck his huge cock, I looked up and asked if he would fuck me. He smiled and nodded yes. I took my shorts off and got on my back on the ground, legs up. I wet my ass with my spit, hit my poppers to relax my hole as he began to open me up. I was still too dry so I sat up and slobbered my mouth over his dick to wet it as much as possible. I laid back down and he began sliding deeper inside me. As he fucked me I was in ecstasy. His dick felt so much a part of me as his fucking became, harder and more intense. I’m not poz yet, but I am now seconds away from infection and there is nothing I can do to prevent it. All the efforts of him ramming his cock into my ass are about to pay off. The level of arousal is such that the orgasm that will convert me has started. His prostrate (with the piss tube running through it) begins to stir up the toxic stew that will deliver the virus to the mucus membranes in my shit chute. I know the feeling of a cock swelling for orgasm and I can feel it getting bigger inside me as the tube inside his fills with that potentially lethal mix. Every thrust of his cock goes deeper. It doesn’t hurt but the pressure is intense as he penetrates my second hole. I told him how good it felt and how I wanted his nut inside me. His breathing is getting more rapid and he begins groaning with his thrusts deeper and more violent as we both enjoy the feel of his ever more engorged cock. His tube is nearly full. While only 5 percent of the volume is sperm, there are as many as 500,000,000 of the little baby makers ready to make the swim of their lives but they will only die in the dark dank reaches of my queer asshole. There are a number of different fluids that are present as well, most of them carrying the virus that will soon infect my body. Suddenly he shouts FUCK!, and moves into the next phase of his virus inserting orgasm. The pressure in the closed off piss tube has reached the maximum and it signals the front sphincter to open suddenly. The built up cum pressure forces the poison wad to start swiftly moving toward his cock head. His jizz is near his hard tapered cockhead and the state of overall arousal and the sensation of the dollop of cum reaching his glans combines for more action. The muscle like parts of that glorious piece of man meat start contracting. He’s groaning louder and kissing me deep as I feel is dick expanding further. His work is nearly done as the tensing of those cock control systems expel the shot with great force, as much as 80 miles per hour. All I know is that I’m enjoying a great fuck and I know this incredibly hot black man is about to explode into my willing ass. The HIV rich semen has been launched and will soon be residing in my ass. Now the filthy load is out of the tip of his cock and free flowing towards the lining of my rectum. Splat and it hits me. The virus is now mine; it is in my ass. I can’t say I actually feel his fluids shooting in me, but I am experiencing a fullness that is overwhelming…His semen is filling me as he continues to spasm and shooting his gift. The continual thrusting of his meat smears that load up and down my hole increasing the points of contact giving the virus more opportunities to infect me as wiggling and squirming in the delight of being well fucked. The deed is nearly done. HIs strokes are not as deep, and his cock begins to soften. He has mixed a toxic wad of white sticky goo and shot it deep into my ass and then smeared it for maximum effect. Finally, he withdraws, and it is now up to the virus and the receptiveness of my ass. The brutal fucking damaged the lining of the very thin membranes of my ass-cunt and my body is ready to accept its fate. The infection begins. The virus containing cum that is smeared inside me begins offloading its passengers. The poor sperm are condemned to die in my shit hole or will be expelled with the next dump I take, but the HIV causing virus is very happy as my warm dark hole is a good place for them. The thin and damaged walls of my rectum make it easy to move in and they begin gathering together, replicating and preparing to wage a war on my immune system. A war they will win. A few months later I will get that test result I was not expecting. But for now, I have no idea that the war was started, all I know is that I’m lying in the dirt, cum in my ass, happily and thoroughly fucked. It is just a matter of days until the war has been won and I’m HIV+. I had no clue what has just happened. I have just been pozzed.

Been having a consistent fuck with a top who lives around around where I work. Managed to get off work early today, and he just happened to message me on sniffies about coming over. I went over to his place in my jockstrap to let him have a go at my hole again. We’ve fucked before, but today felt extra intense. Usually my hole is pretty tight but he fucked me so long that my hole adjusted to his thick cock, and he could take it out and slide it back in with no trouble at all. There was one point where he had me on my back, with his entire cock deep in my ass, and he had me going crazy. Seriously there wasn’t one point where I didn’t want him inside of me. I told him to breed my ass and he continued to pound away at me for a few more minutes before finally cumming deep in my ass. He even kept his cock in me, pushing the cum up til I came myself. I left wanting more.

Mark’s teeth bit into my nipple while his hand pushed the big red anal bead into my hole. Pain and pleasure mixed in my head—the booty bump he had given me earlier made me feel like I needed his abuse. I craved this roughness. “I am gonna get real nasty with you,” he said in a low voice in my ear. “Leave your hole open and dripping wet.” At that exact moment I felt the big bead slide in, its coating of crisco smoothing the way, although the rough leather cord holding the beads together always hurt a bit. A sharp cry escaped my mouth, and at first I felt two full—the two big beads stretching my hole too much too fast. But then the feeling changed, as it always seemed to, into one of intense pleasure and I moaned, already craving more. Mark was the man who was training my hole, molding into the shape and size he wanted. We had met on a chat line—one of those now crazy-seeming, pre-internet ways I met guys to hook up with in the late 1990s. His voice had come on the line, a slight hint of Southern-good-old-boy in his voice, I said I was a total bottom, and did he like to use toys? His response was that he loved to use toys on bottom boys. And that he did. I was in my mid-20s then, 5’7”, a bit of a Twink, with dark blonde hair, decent body but no six pack. A flat skinny ass that Daddy loved to shave at the start of our sessions. Right after the first bump and then the series of deep enemas he gave me to get me ready for him. He was probably in his late 40s then, decent body that he didn’t work out. He was trim. Sort of a classic thinner dad bod. Dark brown hair in a conservative cut for his law firm job. Not a lot of body hair to begin with and he kept his cock and balls hairless. To be honest his cock was average, probably 7 inches hard. As a major size queen, it really didn’t turn me on. But Mark did turn me on. I loved how when I arrived at his door, usually late at night high on Tina and X from a night out, he made me strip in his living room and get on my knees and suck his cock. He always smelled of cigarettes and stale sweat and beer. His asshole, which he always demanded I worship during breaks in holeplay, tasted exciting and musty. I loved the feeling of submission I got from worshiping his asshole with my tongue. He bit my nipple again, and I felt him push the third bead against my hole, the rough leather cording hurting a bit. “Take a hit of poppers,” he said, “Let it in,”as he began to push hard. I took a big hit, holding it in and then letting it out in a rush. The third bead slowly began to push in, the feeling of fullness overwhelming me as my mind spun from the poppers. I felt my hole stretched hard, the other two beads shifting, trying to make space for this third one that my sir wanted to put in me. I struggled and moaned, but Mark just continued to press. The third one was always difficult, and sometimes just wouldn’t fit. It was one of the things I loved about Mark, his ability to make me ride the line between pain and pleasure. By this point we had got together maybe three times, but somehow he knew what I craved. He knew I craved the pain of a rough stretch but he never pushed it so hard it actually caused damage. The bead reached its widest point, and Mark gave it a harder push. It wouldn’t go in, but he kept it in position, making my hole accommodate the widest stretch possible. He bit my nipple again. “Open that hole boy,” he growled in my ear, “I want to take you deep.” The problem of the third bead was my inner ring—if it wasn’t stretched to take at least one of the other two beads, then the third one would never go in. His obsession with deep play scared me, to be honest, but on my way to his place in a cab I always vowed to be a good boy, to do what he demanded, to let him take my hole. At this point, my hole was feeling the pain a bit more than the pleasure. The rough leather cord, so exciting a minute before, was starting to hurt. Mark saw the change, and let the third ball pop out. “Keep those other two in boy,” he said, “Let daddy stretch you out.” He lay back to watch the fisting porn playing on the screen in his dimly lit bedroom while reaching for a cigarette. I knew I was expected to keep the balls in, but it was difficult. As I started to whine, Mark said, “Keep them in. In a few second you are going to be begging me for more.” And so I did I was told and kept the big beads inside. As I turned my attention ti the big dildos being used on the muscly bottom on screen, I began to feel the fullness as pleasure, and I put my legs up higher, exposing my hole more directly. It never failed, once I was relaxed and saw what was happening on screen I always begin to crave it again. I knew it was partially the Tina, but it was also me. Mark freed my need for submission, made me want to be hurt, to feel the pain and pleasure of my hole being stretched. “See pig,” Mark smirked, blowing cigarette smoke in my face, “I know just what my boy needs.” “Please sir, “ I begged, “use my hole.” Mark looked cross, and said “Not know, bitch, let me finish my cigarette.” He lay back, lightly stroking his meat, while watching the moaning bottom on screen get railed with a big toy. I lay beside him, fingers now moving around my hole, dipping into its greasy depths a bit. I knew better than to ask again, for if I did, he would slap me hard across the face for not listening, and then he would make me wait for a long time before he used my hole. While I wanted the abuse, I also needed my hole used while I was riding this high. So I kept my mouth shut, knowing I was here to be used in Mark’s way, on Mark’s time. If I wasn’t so honey I would be apprehensive—for when he pulled hard and removed the beads I was going to get quite a ride. It always was, and I always wanted more. I closed my eyes for a second, reveling in the feeling of the beads in my hole. I spread my legs wide, my body saying “fuck me.” And at that moment my master hole stretcher pounced. His teeth bit hard on my nipple as his hand yanked on the cord. There was a moment of equilibrium, when he pulled and the muscles in my ass resisted, but then it happened, the beads began their explosive way out of my ass. The feeling was indescribable, it definitely hurt but strangely it felt wonderful as the rough cord and huge rubber balls made their way out of my anal cavity. He was not being gentle today and just pulled hard until I saw stars and the first bead came out. I moaned loudly, expecting a break, but today there would be no rest—Mark wanted the second bead and my ass would give it. He continued to pull hard until I was panting and morning suddenly felt my insides turn out as the second ball was expelled. I lay back, legs still spread wide and asshole up, panting and feeling the delayed reaction as the nerve signals from my ass reached my head. I closed my eyes, expecting the usual minute of rest, when I felt Mark’s hands at my hole. Suddenly, something long and somewhat thin and ribbed was shoved hard up my hole. My eyes shot open in surprise as I felt the first of the little beads on the dildo enter my second hole. “You will open for me,” Mark said, “I will take you deep” as he pushed the beaded dildo home. By this point, I was gasping, my mind a jumble of pain and pleasure signals. It was the somewhat long, very stiff, pretty thin black beaded dildo he had just shoved in me. And it hurt. “Take a hit of poppers boy,” Mark said, “And get used to that feeling. That part of your hole is mine.” I did as instructed, and in seconds the deep dildo felt great. Now Mark was fucking me with it, gently taking the beaded diodo out of that deep place and putting it back, teaching me to crave attention in that space. He gave me a long final fuck, and shoved it home hard again. A low whine escaped my lips, and as my mouth opened, his tabaco-scented mouth covered mine, his tongue pushing half way down my throat. Only Mark could violate my mouth and ass at the same time and make it feel so right. He lay back and lit another cigarette. When we were partying, he smoked like a fiend. And while I normally didn’t like cigarettes, somehow it was associated with our sleazy sex and through the drug haze, was hot. I started to come down from the poppers and put my legs down. Again, watching the screen where a top was elbow fisting a boy in a sling. “You will get there, pig,” Mark said, as he leaned back, pointing at the screen. We relaxed this way for a bit. Sometimes my hole would throb around the beaded dildo and start to hurt. Then my hole would relax and the deep, deep, craving would come as I watched the fisting on screen. After about 10 minutes Mark reached over and I put my legs up, giving him access to my hole. He began gently fucking me with the beaded dildo again, working especially on that inner ring. He fucked me slow for a few minutes while I did poppers. After my second hit, he pushed the dildo in all the way, paused a moment, and in one hard yank pulled the beaded dildo out of my second hole and all the way out. It was the most pain he had ever caused me and I cried out. My hole was on fire as he had pulled my insides out. I started to whine, “You hurt me.” At that moment his whole hand entered my hole and his fingers began pushing and toying with my second ring. I felt a familiar burn as he deposited a huge booty bump from the inside of his palm. His fingers pushing most of it into my deeper place. Now my hole really was on fire. Within seconds the burning fire was replaced with the beginnings of another fire, that need to have my hole destroyed. He toyed with my inner ring for a minute, pushing one then two fingers in, and then quickly yanked his hand out. I lay back, panting, my body and my mind a jumble. To say I was turned on would be a massive understatement.I I was beginning to feel my world compress. My hole was taking over—it was the largest booty bump I had ever done, and Mark had used it to sooth the pain of the roughest fuck he had ever given me. He leaned back and smirked at me. “Feel good now?” My mind was a jumble, my heart racing, and the pleasure and need kept rising. I didn’t know it, but a booty bump got the Tina into my bloodstream just a fraction less quickly than injecting it. And my daddy had just given me a huge bump. My legs rose and my fingers began playing with my hole. “Want more do you, you little slut? Let’s take a little break while that warms you up for me,” he said, reaching for yet another smoke. “I wanna hear you beg me to fuck your hole.” He leaned back, ignoring me and focusing on the porn, a VHS tape onto which I had copied all of the Director ‘s cuts fisting scenes. I lay there, feeling the need in my hole continue to grow. Daddy had made a statement with that series of pain and pleasure moments. And that statement was that I was in his bed to get fucked deep. My fear of that was evaporating, as his masterful opening of my inner ring—and filling it with something guaranteed to make my inner hole crave it—began to take over. We lay there for a few moments, my desire to be filled growing more and more, and without even thinking, I began to beg. The video ended and the room got darker. I was so lost in my need I moved my head to his cock and began to suck, begging to be fucked. He moved his balls aside, indicating I should serve his asshole. As I did my ass rose as my desire to be used by him became overwhelming. He pulled me up and pushed me down beside me, filling my mouth with his tongue. And then I felt something big beginning to be pushed into my hole. I didn’t know what it was, only that I felt like a big plug, I struggled a bit with it and took a hit of poppers and it slid in. It felt like a plug but wasn’t, there was no base. He lay back and said nothing. I was too lost in the feelings of ecstasy to focus and just kept my hands on my nipples. A few minutes later Mark began to push again. This time what felt like an even bigger plug began to fill my ass. It felt huge and I struggled and panted. I huffed on the poppers and breathed deeply and suddenly my inner ring was stretched and then second plug went in while the first pass into my inner ring. I was know more open, more full, and fucked deeper than I had ever been. I panted and groaned and Mark just bit my nipple. I could have put my hands down to feel the toy, but I was too lost in ecstasy. All I knew was that this toy kept getting bigger. I felt incredibly stretched and full. And hornier than ever. “What is this toy?” I asked. “I thought the giant inflatable toy broke?” “It did,” Mark smirked, “Just enjoy this and you can see the toy when I am done.” I lay back, my mind a jumble of pleasure. The feeling of fullness was so complete, the room was quite dark now without the porn on screen, that I really just did what I needed to do: I enjoyed the feeling. I must have lain there with my legs up and my guts stuffed full for 10 minutes. Mark smoked another cigarette, then finally noticed the porn was off and went to put in another VHS tape. He lay down beside me on the bed and reached over and kissed me. As he did, he took the poppers from my hand. “No poppers now,” he said, “just breathe while I fuck your ass.” His fingers toyed at the entrance to my hole. It was stuffed so full he couldn’t get his fingers in, although he certainly tried. Suddenly, I felt a gentle pressure as he grasped the handle and began to push. I had taken big toys many times before. In fact, I could take a giant-headed dildo all the way deep, much deeper than a fist. But it was nothing like the feeling I felt now. He pushed very slowly and I groaned deep. It felt like he was driving a truck up my ass. Each of my rings began to stretch at the same time—the inner smaller plug going deeper in me than it felt like anything had ever gone, the second bigger plug stretching my second ring wider than it had ever been stretched, and my assring pulled so tight I feared it would pop. “Breathe boy, breathe deep,” he growled, “Let me take your ass and make it mine.” He kept up a slow and steady pressure (he really did now just how hard to push me) and slowly, agonizingly, the toy began it slow entrance. When it got to the widest part he stopped it, holding my each of the rings of my assrings gaping open at the widest point. I grunted. He leaned in an whispered in my ear, “That’s how I fuck my bitch,” and then he pushed it home. The feeling was incredible. I was moaning and panting, literally his bitch in heat. At that moment I knew I would do whatever he wanted me to do just to feel that incredible feeling again. Every big cock or big toy that had fucked me before faded away: this was my purpose. To be deep fucked by him. After I lay like this a few minutes, him whispering dirty talk about opening me up and fucking me deep, the feeling changed again. I was no longer too full. I needed more. This time, I actually reached down and felt the toy. It wasn’t all in side of me. After that last plug there was a short length of thick silicone before a wide flat flat and then a rigdged flat handle. My eyes went wide, and he said, “Yes, you have the entire big Manrammer in your pussy. And I see you want more,” he grinned. He reached down and slowly, slowly, pushed it the rest of the way in. He paused and I just begged, “Please fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” “Get used to that a second, and then we will see if I can fuck you with it,” he said, reaching again for his cigarettes. I lay there beside him still panting and squirming. After his cigarette was done, he reached down and I felt a burn. He had given me another small booty bump around the edges of the dildo! He started biting my nipples and slowly pushed and pulled on the dildo. It wouldn’t move much. I was begging him to fuck me with it, asking him to use my hole but it would only move a little. Even that felt incredible, but there was no way he was going to get much in and out motion—it was just too deep and too tight. It was my first deep fuck and I should have been proud. I was, but that deep need he had opened in my wanted more. After probably 20 minutes with it buried to the hilt, he gave me the poppers back and very slowly pulled the toy out. My body helped him expel the intruder—and each time the plug got out its widest point he would pause, making me feel the stretch, reminding me that he was the one in control not me. When it was just the final plug inside, he gently fucked my assring with it a few times and then pulled hard and out it popped. I lay there drenched in sweat, panting from the effort. It felt like my asshole had given birth multiple times. My hole hung open, I could feel the cool air of his bedroom, and his fingers toyed with my hole. I expected him to fist me, but instead he just toyed with my asslips, occasionally dipping his fingers inside, each time making me moan. He laid back, light a cigarette, and said, “How’d you like that?”

I was recently in Dallas on a Friday afternoon so I went to CD to see what the action was like. It was fairly busy when I checked in. I quickly got naked and hopped in the hot tub. I was open for topping or bottoming so I really was just going with the flow. I explored the maze and dark room. Got my thick cock sucked a few times, but never found the bottom I wanted, so I switched gears and started chasing cock. I found an otter who was well hung. After some eye contact and cock rubbing I went down on him and got him rock hard. I had taken a cialis, so I was rock hard myself. He led me over to a padded table top and pushed me onto my back and ate my hole while stroking my cock. I suddenly had a crowd watching and I motioned for all the cocks to come over and touch me. Soon I had cocks in both hands and my mouth. My otter friend pushed his cock into me and started slow stroking me. I sucked as many cocks as I could while the otter fucked me. He asked me where I wanted his cum and I mumbled as deep as you can put it. Soon I felt his warmth in my now slick hole. He pulled out and I told him to come let me clean him off with my mouth. His cock was quickly replaced, when I finally stood up I was full of 9 loads and horny for more. I made my way to the fuck bench and mounted it. I stayed there with a towel over my head taking any cock that wanted my hole for nearly three hours. I have no idea how many loads I took. But I had over 20 fucks total. Piggy heaven. I’m heading to Chicago in June and hope to replicate this in some form at Steamworjs.

Earlier this morning I fired a nice big load up the arse of a young Pakistani guy who comes by to get fucked every now and then on his way to work. He's got a really fit arse and he always gives a little grunt as I push my cock up him, then bends forward so that I can fuck him hard - the way he likes it. His girlfriend and family have no idea he takes it up the arse without protection - but it doesn't seem to bother him. Once he's been bred he pulls up his pants and goes off to work at the airport quite happily.

Part 4 As I sank deeper and deeper, inch by inch, into Chad's perfect wet tight 18 year old hole the feelings that took over my body and my mind were unlike anything I had ever experienced. I had no idea until that moment that my cock could feel the kind of rapturous pleasure it was getting. And it was coming in waves of tortuous ecstasy by having my cock in an ass instead of a pussy. And not just any ass – my fuckmeat was fully buried in my own little brother's jock ass! And it had gone balls-deep so easily. This was obviously not the first time my sexy horny little brother had taken cock in his hole. And he had taken it so eagerly and hungrily! My head clearing some, I found my voice and growled darkly, “Oh hot fucking DAMN, Chad!! Your ass..gawd it feels so fucking awesome! I can't believe how fucking great it feels! So tight and warm and wet! I had no idea it could feel so damn good!” Chad gazed into my eyes with a fevered look and his sexy-as-fuck smile covering his face. “Hell yeah big bro! It feels SO good to me too! I've wanted you to fuck me for so long. To stretch open my muscle ass with your fat hard cock. Your raw married cheating cock, big bro.” His filthy words unlocked something deep in my mind and subconscious, something I'd never really thought about before. Something that was about nothing but carnal sexual forbidden pleasure and satisfaction. The fact that it was something I shouldn't be doing just heightened my arousal and urges. I moved my hands to his thighs and began rubbing the smooth skin, feeling the tautness as he held himself still, fully impaled on my steel dick. “Yeah? Do you like feeling your big bro's married cock in your ass little bro? Does it turn you on to know that your brother is cheating on his wife for the first time and that I'm doing it with my own naughty little brother?” My cock throbbed deep inside his sweet ass as I heard myself talking this way. “Oh fuck yeah, big bro! I love it! I love that I'm helping my hung stud big bro cheat. And I can tell you're into it too, aren't you? You want to fuck me and breed me don't you, Lance? You don't want to stop do you?” He squeezed down tight on my cock with his ass muscles and erased all hesitation that I might have been feeling. But I wasn't feeling any. He was right....I wanted to fuck him and shoot my cum inside him. “No way do I want to stop, you nasty fucker. I'm gonna breed you and flood your hole with my babies!” “Yeah, big bro! Fill my ass up with your married baby batter. Incest fuck your own little brother! Please!” Hearing him use the word “incest” should have stopped me. Instead it added to the fiery darkness we were both surrendering to. The fucking began and we went on for over 2 hours before we took a break to catch our breath and drink more beer and smoke more weed. Chad's young ass was filled with 3 huge loads of his big brother's cum. We had stretched out on the bed, making out some, touching each other's body. I was stroking his almost fully hard cock and seeing the precum covering the head I ran my tongue across the slit tasting his juices. I had quickly come to love the taste of my little brother's cum since the first time I sucked his dick and swallowed his load. Licking my lips in an exaggerated way I gave him a playful look. “Your cum tastes so good little brother,” I'd said. “I'm always wanting to suck more out of you.” He flashed a not-so-innocent grin at me and said, “Yeah, big bro. You love eating cum as much as I do.” We both laughed. There was no denying that fact for either of us. His next words seemed to come out of nowhere. “Have you ever eaten your own cum?” I licked another offering of his teen-aged precum off his hardening dick. “Sure,” I answered. “Hasn't every guy?” We laughed again at that and Chad pulled me up so that our faces were only inches apart. “Did you like it, big bro? Cause you know how much I love your cum!” I ran my tongue across his lips and told him that it was okay. “You want some now?” he asked. High and buzzed I wasn't following his meaning and asked if he was saying he was ready to cum another load down my throat. “No, man. Not mine. I mean do you want to eat some of your own cum now.” Confused, I stared at him. “I'd rather taste yours little brother. Besides, I'm not ready just yet to get off again.” With a look in his eyes that told me he was up to something, Chad pulled away from our embrace and turned over on his stomach next to me. He looked over his shoulder at me and said, “You don't have to cum again yet. Eat it out of my hole. There's so much in there from your 3 loads.” I'm not sure what the expression on my face was when he said that but I hesitated, trying to process what he was saying. Eat his ass? I'd never eaten ass before and even as high and horned as I was it didn't sound like anything I'd want to do. He grinned at me in the short silence then reached his hands back and grabbed each of his meaty muscled asscheeks. Pulling them apart he showed me his smooth somewhat puffy asslips and pucker. I moaned softly. “C'mon, Lance,” Chad whispered in a sex-filled voice. “Eat your little brother's ass. Taste your own cum that you put there. If you don't like it, fine. But please big Bro, try it. I love a tongue on and in my hole and I especially want to feel yours.” He spread his cheeks wider and winked his hole at me. Unable to resist I moved into position behind him. With another slight hesitation I lowered my face to my little brother's ass – the ass that was filled with 3 thick loads of his big brother's incest cum – put my hands over his and stretched out my tongue tentatively. I heard Chad's moan of dark satisfaction as we both felt my tongue make contact with his fuckhole. I realized there was no dirty smell or taste and instinctively bore down a little harder with my tongue. “Oh fuck yesssss!”, Chad moaned. “That's it big bro. Eat my ass. Eat your own cum out of your little brother's butt. Tongue-fuck me bro!” It was as if another wall had crumbled in my mind as I tasted my little brother's hole and heard his filthy words of encouragement and need. I pushed harder against his twitching asslips and suddenly was aware of a warm slightly bitter taste. It was my own cum I was tasting! Fucking hot!! From that first taste one more thing was added to the list of the things I wanted to do with my little brother every chance I could. And laying on the bed now in the hotel room as we began celebrating his college graduation I knew I'd be eating more of my cum out of his hole tonight. And he'd be eating his out of mine too! (to be continued)

Men are men. Due to where we (meaning, our ancestors) happened to be born, some of us are pale, some of us aren't, but we're all the same, despite what area of the globe our ancestors came from. We wear differently shaded skin, but underneath the degree of melanin, we're all the very same. There are simpering queens who's ancestors lived south of the Equator, and butch, bull-Cocked men from the same area. There are simpering queens who's ancestors lived north of the Equator with the same variations. We are all men (on this site, gay, and rawfuckers), and the degree of melanin in one's skin is as important as whether we wear a black shirt or a white one. It's just not relevant to our humanity. So what on earth does it matter what color a man's "shirt" is? When all is said and done, we're men that fuck each other, and that's that. Ditch the grievous errors of the past, and embrace the better parts of ourselves. What it boils down to is the fact that the Caucasian Nations industrialized farther and faster than the rest of the world. The constant and pressing need for new sources of raw materials forced these Nations to steal the resources of other areas of the world, and thus began the foul notion that the Caucasian Nations were "supposed" to colonize the world, according to the wishes of their "God". And thus began the pretense of relieving their guilt, since their clerics, dolled up in their long dresses, ruby slippers, fancy hats, insincerities, indulgences, lies, the whole rotted mess, told these Caucasian nations it was God's will. Thus, the force of their more advanced killing power forced the system of Colonization upon equally intelligent, equally productive, equal in every way except industrialization into a lesser status, for the greed and enrichment of those Caucasians. The only possible purpose of said colonization of said non-Caucasian nations is, of course, the rape of their natural resources, which tragically included the subjugated inhabitants themselves. So what possible connection is there to who we fuck, here and now? How do the inhumanities of our ancestors require us to continue this moral rot? Tops: Breed in every Hole you can, and be thrilled to do it, regardless of the amount of melanin in the skin. Bottoms, take every raw Cock and load you can, and thrill to the sensation of the loads being pumped up your gut, regardless of the amount of melanin in it's skin. It's the sharing, the connection, the thrill of sharing wanton sex, Lust-driven sex that's important. But there is hope. The world is changing fast, and the Caucasian nations are only just beginning to reap their whirlwind. Those descendants are only beginning to pay the price for their privilege, centuries too late, but then the piper sometimes takes his time about coming to be paid. The piper always does show up eventually, doesn't (s)he? The "Moral Arc of the Universe"* is excruciatingly long, but there can be no question that it does indeed bend towards Justice. *MLK jr.

Well, I’ve read all 10 (oh, right! Roman numerals, so “X”) chapters of your tale, wtvrfzzz, and I gotta say, I’m quite impressed. You needn’t apologize, as you did at the top of Chapter X. I mean, c’mon! This is basically porno, and you’ve actually produced something here that goes beyond formula. Now…maybe I’m thinking that way because I just read all the chapters in one sitting. And anytime you’re exposed to such a large dose of something, it makes an impression. But I’m sober, so there is that. I know everyone clamors for more chapters, more chapters! to every author (none of whom are, like, getting paid to write this stuff). But really, we know that any of these things could end without notice. It’s the nature of horniness. Well, and self-medication. Plus, it’s hard enough for really good writers to top one chapter with the next one. There are good writers here, sure, but…published? And basically, porn is repetition to begin with. That’s a long wind up to make this point: When I check in to Breeding Zone, I try to keep expectations low. So when I come across multi-part writing like yours, which holds my (sober) interest over the course of 10 chapters…well! I’m not even sure I could attempt that. You’ve entertained us with plenty of variation on the grinding formula (er, also “the formula of grinding”). Also, I know what a challenge it can be to imbue characters with their own distinctive personalities, and then to choreograph them in scenes of intercourse (both forms, sexual and conversational) —but look at you, wtvrfzzz! You’ve done a decent job of both! So I don’t care if you can furnish more chapter until Victor bites the dust, or if this is as good as it gets. I think it’s plenty good! Remember, wherever you leave it, somebody’s always gonna whine for more.

just bred an hour ago. top’s thick cock opened up my hole nicely 🐷

Two weeks ago my top fisted me for 15min. It was amazing. He has found my spot and he makes me orgasm over and over. We filmed it and after 12 minutes I said I need a break. He gets this evil glint in his eye and he says you wanna break as he squeezes my prostate.making ne cun uncontrollably. I scream no and he is pummeling my hole as cum is pissing out of me. Amazing experience

Part 15 Kevin and Ryan were standing on either side of me, both of them stroking their hard shaft and grinning at me. I turned my head from side to side more than once staring at the rigid flesh in their fists, hearing the wet sounds as they used their precum to jack off. They were both longer and thicker than Drew and I didn't know if I could take either one of them. That concern fled from my mind right away as my hunger for their cocks skyrocketed. I knew I could take them and I knew I would. But whose first? My thoughts were interrupted when I heard Drew chuckle and begin slowly jacking my meat again. I turned my eyes to look at him. “Hard to decide, isn't it Daddy?” he asked loud enough for all of us to hear. “Yes it is,” I practically panted. “I want both.” Kevin, on my left, laughed. “That'd be hot as fuck buddy to give you both at the same time. But I don't think you're ready for that....yet.” All 3 of my sexy seducers laughed at that and it took my foggy brain a moment to realize Kevin was talking about taking both cocks at once. “Both?!” I gasped in disbelief even as I didn't dismiss the thought immediately. “No way. Is that even possible?” I felt Ryan's fingers on my hard nip and he said, “Oh yeah man. It's possible. And it's fucking fantastic! Maybe you'll find out someday but today it's just one at a time.” I breathed a sigh of relief but still wondered.... “So?” Drew asked as he started making short thrusts into my hole. I looked at him then back at Kevin and Ryan. Then I remembered when we had been watching Drew fuck the other guy on the same table I was laying on now. And how, while we watched them fucking, Ryan had backed his ass onto my stiff cock and fucked himself on it. And, while I was fucking Ryan Kevin was pressed up close behind me and with each outstroke from Ryan's ass I could feel Kevin's slick cockhead pushing against my hole. And how he had whispered in my ear that he wanted to show me what it felt like to get fucked. He wouldn't be the one to show me first. Drew had done that. But..... I reached out my left hand and wrapped it around Kevin's warm flesh. “You. Fuck me next Kevin,” I said feeling his pulse beating in his cock. “Fucking A!” Kevin shouted out and stepped closer allowing me to get a firmer grip on his cock. The cock that was going to give me my second fucking. Kevin looked across the table at Ryan and said, “Sorry kid,”. “No problem. Just means I'll get to fuck him with two loads in his ass instead of just one.” “Oh gawd!” I moaned hearing the dirty talk and growing anxious for more cum in my ass. “Time to switch,” Drew spoke up. “I'm going to pull out slow Daddy. Keep your ass clinched as tight as you can so you can keep as much of my cum in you as possible, ok?” I nodded and felt his meat start to move backwards out of my hole. I moaned deep in my throat as he ignited nerves in my ass that I wasn't aware of before. “I feel so empty,” I almost sobbed. “You won't be empty for long man,” Kevin said in a husky voice and kneeled on the table next to my head. “Here you go Justin. Get it wet for me. Get it wet for your hole.” He pressed the bulbous head onto my lips and I opened wide to take him in. I'd almost forgotten how good his dick and juices had tasted when I'd sucked him earlier. I wanted to taste more and slid my lips further down, both of us moaning. Just as I started to bob on his meat I felt Drew's last bit of cock pull completely out of my ass and heard him say, “Clinch it Daddy! Keep your son's cum in you!” I obeyed immediately and tightened my ass muscles. I didn't want to lose a drop of his load. I groaned as Kevin slid his wet cock from my mouth and moved to replace Drew between my legs. He rested his dickhead against my twitching asslips. “Nice job, man,” he said. “Looks like you didn't let any of his cum out.” I was pleased with myself hearing that. I knew all three men were impressed. “Are you ready, Justin? Are you ready for more cock and cum in your cheating married ass?” “Yes!” I cried out. “Please! Give me your cock. Breed my daddy ass with your cum!” Kevin grabbed my ankles and with an intense look said, “I'm going to you hot fucker! Gonna give you everything!”, and then I felt his cock moving into me. Only the second cock ever and I was already wanting more. (more on the way)

Chapter 2: Flight I finished pushing the plunger to the end of the syringe, and I look up as my brother closes his eyes in anticipation. His face looks so peaceful, like he’s basking in the anticipation of this calm before the storm. Which reminds me: I have only seconds left to finish up. I grab a cotton swab, place it over the puncture spot, and slide the needle out moments before the shock hits his lungs. His eyes switch from closed and peaceful to bugged-out and euphoric. He gasps from the sensations coursing through his body, and that triggers the coughing spasms. Each of his coughs hits me, too, because his ass is wrapped around my dick. He clenches with each wave, gripping me tighter. But the constriction doesn’t last. After his last convulsion, it’s like his entire body goes limp as he rides the rush. His hole softens its grip on my cock, and I swear starts pulling me deeper into him. The reaction is that quick. But because he’s suddenly loosening up, a bit of the cum he’d been holding inside leaks out, making the entrance to his hole slick with a surprise coating of cum. He must feel it, too, because a moan escapes his lips, and he starts grinding his hips into me, sliding still deeper onto my rock-hard pole. Once he starts moving, my dick hits different places inside him, and that lights up all his brain’s pleasure centers. A rapid-fire sequence of expressions fly across his face as he tries to process just how incredible he feels riding his big brother’s thick cock. And that’s when a switch flips in his brain and the desperation kicks in. “Oh, fuck. Oh fuck! Ugh. Fuck me. Mmm. I want you to fuck my brains out. Please, bro. Pound my boy hole and gimme your grown-up seed. Fuck I need you to fill me up, bro.” I chuckle a bit. It’s funny hearing him beg me to do the one thing I want to do more than anything else right now. “Oh, I will, buddy. Don’t you worry.” He runs his hands through his hair and then holds them behind his head as he rocks back and forth on my dick. He looks incredibly sexy grinding himself into me like this. And from the look on his face, he feels incredibly sexy, too. He’s angling himself to direct my cock different places inside his guts, running the head of it across his prostate. I can tell he’s already on another planet, being controlled only by what his prostate feels and his ass craves. I prepare myself for the incessant pleas for “more” he’ll start muttering in a few minutes. I’ll have fun stretching him open tonight. But until then, he’s totally going to town on his own. I’m impressed by his newfound energy and enthusiasm with how hard and fast he keeps pounding his ass down to my pubes. I guess they call that stuff “speed” for a reason, huh? I lean back and put my hands behind my head, reveling in the sight of this gorgeous boy pleasuring himself with my body. He’s doing all the work right now, lost in the combined trances of self-stimulation and a drug-induced high. I’m enjoying the hell out of this show while it lasts because I know full well in a few minutes my dick will no longer be thick enough to satisfy his need. When this kid gets high, he becomes an über-bottom, trying to fit everything and anything inside him. For now, though, my cock rules his world. He keeps slamming his ass down onto my pelvis like there’s nothing he’d rather do with his life. And that reminds me. I need to follow through on his plans. I figure he could go like the Energizer bunny, so I gently grab hold of his thighs to get his attention and add stability. He slows down his frantic pace a bit, looking more disoriented than disturbed. “Hey, kiddo. Let’s get you on your back, okay? Hop over to the couch.” And just like that, the kid dismounts, stands up, walks over to the couch, drops down onto it, flips over onto his back, scoots his ass to the edge of the cushion, pulls his ankles back to his ears, and starts fingering his hole—all before I can stand up from the recliner. “Goddamn, dude. You’re in heat.” His eyes glaze over and partially close for a second. “Fuck me,” he mumbles. “I’ll be right there. Hang on.” I grab the unused point, give it a quick shake to make sure it’s all still dissolved, and let my boner lead me right back to his sloppy hole. His hole, I now see, that is frothy with churned-up cum that he’s now mindlessly fingering back into his hole. “Goddamn, that’s fucking hot.” He just whimpers. His concentration is all focused on his hole, not my voice. I climb up onto the couch, putting one foot on either side of him. I use my legs to pin his down, folding him in half and really stretching his quads. Damn, this kid is limber. He doesn’t even resist. I do a squat and point my dick right at his face. I don’t even have to say a word; a second later, my dick is halfway to his throat, and he’s nursing on it for all he’s worth. “That’s right, bitch. Get it wet. You don’t want me shoving my thick cock into you dry. Lube me up, you little slut.” He must like when talk to him like that because I notice one of his hands reaches down to start stroking his dick while the other reaches up to help stabilize mine while he takes in a breath. “Yessir,” he says, diving right back onto my dick, shamelessly making wet, sloppy noises to show he understands. He really has gotten better at sucking dick. I have to remember to thank his teammates the next time I see them. Maybe I’ll go to their next home meet or something. Anyway, I see a wet dick and a frothy hole before me, and it’s time I get down to business. “Good boy,” I say. He takes his cue and comes up for air, panting a bit — probably more from his heart racing than from the blowjob, but it’s still hot. I put my hands on his legs to hold them in place while I step down from the couch. His hands are already fingering his hole again by the time I’m standing up again. It’s so hot to see him desperate like this. It’s clear he’s a natural cumdump, and the slam just brought out the best in him. Which reminds me: It’s time I brought out the beast in me. “Alright, you sexy, needy bottom. You ready to get pounded?” “Please…” Leaning forward, I rest my knees on the edge of the couch and align the head of my dick with the entrance of his hole. I nudge the knuckles of his groping hands, interrupting their exploration of his sphincter. But his fingers don’t move out of the way. Instead, they spring into action to assist. One hand grabs hold of my cock, stroking it and guiding it toward his eager hole. The other hand grabs one side of his hole and pries open his ass lips, widening the target and helping me slide inside without resistance. I noticed that he didn’t immediately remove his fingers once my cock slid past. This kid’s already stretching open. Good. That’ll help him get through the onslaught he’s about to experience. I steadily slide the entire length of my cock all the way inside him. He exhales, relaxes, and goes back to jerking his own cock. “Yeah, that’s it. Right where you want it. It’s like your hole was made for my dick. It’s like we’ve been training your hole to take your big brother’s cock for years. It fits so perfectly now. You’re such a good fucking bottom for your brother.” “Yeah, fuck me, bro.” I shove my cock hard into him. He grunts. “Fuck me.” I slam my dick in, making a loud smack against his ass cheeks. “Harder, sir. Please fuck me harder.” I grab hold of his knees and lean my weight into his legs, folding him flat in half. I bear down on him, shoving my dick in as hard and as rapidly as I can, drilling him like a pile-driver. He starts making enthusiastic sounds of pleasure, but they’re choppy from the sudden impacts. “Ye-e-e-e-e-e-es, ple-ease fuck. me. bro.” I drill him like that for a few more minutes, really loosening up his ass and churning up the cum collected in his guts. I eventually slow down a bit, and just to fuck with him, I put my dick only halfway in and stop. As I expected, he starts squirming, nearly writhing on the couch, trying to figure out how to get the rest of me inside him. After getting used to feeling my full length invading his insides, this must make him feel incomplete. “What’s wrong, buddy? Need something?” A grunt. “What’s that? What do you need?” “More.” “More what, buddy?” He struggles to talk while he’s trying to gain leverage and traction on the couch. “More…uh…cock…uh…fuck…me…deep.” “You want more?” “More…” “I think you’re ready for beast mode.” He freezes. A memory tries to fight through his brain fog to tell his sex drive to chill for a second. It’s fun to watch the struggle play across his face. While he’s partially confused, he’s at least stopped squirming, so I reach over and pick up the point I’m going to use. A glimmer of recognition crosses his face. He hasn’t completely pieced it together just yet, but he’s almost there. His eyes follow the point as I bring it up in front of me for a quick inspection. Yep, all looks good. “Well, boy? You wanna feel the beast come out? You wanna feel me tear up your hole? Want me to fly with you? You said you wanted me to slam while I fuck you. I’m ready. Are you?” The pieces all click into place, and he registers what’s about to happen. His face fills with a combination of wonder, surprise, and elation. “Fuck yeah. Do it. Slam yourself, bro. Fuck your rush into me. Tear me up. Fucking do it. I’m ready.” As if to emphasize his point, he reaches down and spreads his ass cheeks apart a bit wider. I feel the release of pressure on my cock, and I swear I feel a bit of extra moisture. Damn, maybe he’s still leaking loads from earlier. Fuck yeah. I decide to reward him a bit for his eagerness, so I slide the rest of my cock into him, bottoming out on my pubes. He sighs with relief, but his hands stay down there, continuing to spread his hole wide for me. “Alight, boy. I think you’ve earned it. Here ya go.” His eyes do the closest thing to concentrating he’s able to do in his current state. He stares wide-eyed as I pump my fist a couple times, then stretch my arm out down and to the side, ensuring he can see what I’m doing. I find a good vein and line up the needle. “Do it, bro. Fucking slam it.” He’s so fun when he acts all big and shit. I feel a pinch as the metal pierces my skin. It slides smoothly in, just a bit. I pull back on the plunger and see the flash of red, confirming my aim. That makes my brother start jerking harder, and I feel a bit more shaking coming up through my cock buried inside his hole. I look at my brother’s face. He’s transfixed by the sight of his idol with a drug-filled needle in hand, ready to take a leap and join him in a rush of pleasure. “Here it comes, buddy. Blast-off.” And as I slowly push the plunger down, I keep my eyes locked on his face. His wonder and admiration can’t be contained. He’s utterly entranced. I feel the plunger stop and know I’ve hit bottom. I pull out the point, cap it, and set it down. I quickly put a swab on the drop of blood forming and lift my hands above my head and lock my gaze with my brother’s just in time. The rush hits while we stare into each other’s eyes. His are already huge black pools, and I swear I feel mine open up right as the urge to cough hits me. I stifle it, mostly to impress him because he can’t help it and always has to cough. (Hey, I have to maintain my dominance somehow, right?) And then I feel the rush spread through the rest of my body and right down into my cock, which I bury deeper into him as a let out a grunt that turns into a growl. The beast is loose.

I actually love tons of foreplay ahead of the fucking. Don't really have one "thing", but a couple of my favourites: Kissing: And I mean really GOOD kissing...varied intensity and techniques. If it's too one-note for too long, then it just feels like sucking on a wet sponge after a while. Armpits: I LOVE burying my face in a guys pits and sniffing his fresh musk. It's a big plus if the guy comes straight from the gym or something like that. Blowjobs: This is my gift (no pun intended) to my prospective topper. Sit back, and let me worship your cock - show you how much I want it.

Gloryhole Loads for My Boy Chapter 1. When we first met, we fucked safe. Even with a condom on, my boy would make me pull out to cum, in the rubber, just in case. He was downright prudish. I asked him what he was so afraid of, and he confessed that he fantasized about taking raw cock, even from POZ men. His fantasies scared him, but as he told me more, I kept getting more and more hard. After his confession didn’t scare me off, he started talking while I fucked him, begging for me to cum in him. He’d go so far to plead for me to breed his pussy. During a particularly hot session, I pulled out to catch my breath, and he ripped the condom off and guided my raw cock into his hole for the first time. It was so hot, I only lasted a few more strokes before filling him with my load. He just grinned at me. After that, we never used condoms again. I asked him if he liked taking loads, and he just sheepishly smiled. I told him that I’d be happy to cum in him whenever he’d let me. That kept us satisfied for a few weeks. I’d rail him and then ask where he wanted my load, and he’d beg for it, pushing me over the edge and cumming inside him. I never pulled out to cum on his hole and push it back in. He wanted cum deep inside. I regularly watched his hole cling to my dick as I pulled out. His hole would wink and then start to leak a trickle of my cum. The sight of his freshly bred hole kept me hard. My boy saw how excited his cummy hole made me, and he jerked me back to full hardness and guided me back into him. I loved watching my own cum squelch around my cock as I slid back and forth. He was loving how sloppy and slippery our fuck was. He gasped, ‘Yeah, use that cum. Lube your dick with that cum!’ That got me going and I came deeply inside. When I pulled out a second time, he fingered his hole and worked two fingers in. I jerked him off with one hand and added two fingers to his hole. He was more cummy and looser than he’d ever been before, and we both loved it. He came all over his chest and I gooped it up and pressed it into his open pussy. My boy looked up at me and asked if I thought less of him for being so slutty. I told him how much it turned me on to see his used fucked-out hole. He suggested we do this again in a few hours, and we did! I came twice, again, and he came once, and all three loads went into his ass. Followed by four slimy fingers. We repeated the feat every few days for the next few weeks. By that time, even with a cummy hole full of fingers, I could sense his cunt wanting more. After playing with his hole for a bit after a verbal naughty session, I reached into his bedside table, where I knew he kept a dildo. His hole was so gooey that I was able to slip it right in. My boy squealed with delight. He slid two fingers in alongside that rubber cock and I worked his dick until he shot again. We collapsed into a cummy sweaty mess and slept hard. To be continued... Note: This will be a six-chapter story. And yes, they're all written. It's filthy. I'll post a new chapter ever couple of days. This is dedicated to a certain piggy guy, who deserves a piggy man to help him on his journey. We all deserve that.

Chapter 1: Seduction I finally make it home at the end of a relentless week. I plan to do absolutely nothing for a few hours to recover. I set down my bag and collapse into one of the plush recliners in the living room. I intend not to move from that spot for a very long time. My little brother comes in from the hallway. “Hey bro. How was work?” “I’m fucking exhausted. Thank god it’s Friday.” “Amen to that! Hey, you look wiped out. Can I get you anything?” “Yeah, a beer would be great.” “What kind?” “I don’t care. It’s not gonna last long.” He chuckles. “Gotcha. I’ll be right back.” Glad to see my brother and even more glad to know a drink to take the edge off will arrive soon, I kick off my shoes and lean back in the chair, sinking into the cushions. I don't even bother to turn the TV on; the momentary quiet feels too good. I guess I nearly fell asleep right there because my brother kind of startles me when he came back in. “Here ya go!” he says. He is almost annoyingly perky for some reason. But I forgive him because he’s just so fucking cute. “Thanks. I’ve needed this since about 2pm.” “That bad, huh?” “You have no idea.” “Well can you just relax this weekend, or do you have any plans?” “Nothing at all, buddy. I might just sit right here until Monday morning rolls around.” He smiles. I can’t help but smile back at the sight of his dimples. Did I mention he’s fucking cute? Yeah. “Well, there’s your beer. Might as well get your weekend started, bro.” I raise my glass toward him and take a swig. He lets me have my moment before testing the waters to see whether he can bend the rules and join me for his own moment. “Hey, mind if I have one, too?” I finish swallowing my first huge gulps before answering, which no doubt encouraged my magnanimous response. “Sure, go for it. I want you to enjoy the weekend, too, ya know.” Like some sort of little puppy dog, he gets really excited and jumps up to head back to the kitchen. “Would you grab me another one, too? I’ll have this finished before you get back.” “Sure thing, bro. Be right back.” I pound back the rest of my beer, take a few deep breaths, and let the calm wash over me. This week sure took a lot out of me. “Here ya go,” he says as he hands me the replacement bottle. “Cheers!” I indulge him in the clink of a bottle because it makes him feel all grown-up and shit. We each take a sip of our drinks. He tries so hard to act cool and normal about it, but his excitement shines through no matter what he does. Have I mentioned he’s…? Okay, okay. Maybe I have. I check the label on my bottle real quick because I thought for a second that he swapped it out for a different brand. Nope, same swill as last time. I don’t really care. I just need the buzz, and fast. To take my mind off things, I try conversation. “So what do you have planned this weekend?” “Nothing, really. I figured since you were off this weekend, I’d just stay home with you.” His adoration aaaaalmost gets to be too much, but I forgive him. I have that whole older-brother thing going for me. I get it. He doesn’t mean anything by swooning. “Oh, you’re so sweet,“ I say, and I lean forward and tousle his hair a bit. He smirks sheepishly and tries to put his hair back in place. “Oh for fuck’s sake. There’s no one here to impress, dude. Calm down.” At that, he looks even more sheepish and starts to blush. “But… there’s… you…,” he mumbles. My face brightens, and I chuckle. “Alright, buddy, that’s it. C’mere, you.” I grab him and pull him toward me and really mess up his hair this time, making sure to stop when it’s all sorts of crazy. “There,” I say. “Perfect.” He makes a little defeated whimpering sound. (Yes, it’s cute. Gimme a break.) I pull him toward me a bit, giving him a good squeeze. Dang, I’m being affectionate and snuggly. I’m not usually… Wait. I sniff my beer bottle. I take another swig. I realize now why I thought he switched brands. I chuckle and look down at him with a wicked smirk. “You little shit. Did you spike my drink?” I swear his cheeks reddened before I finished the question. A little mousey voice came back: “Maybe?” That makes me laugh a little harder, and I playfully pull him closer toward me. I repeat, just to drive it home: “You. Little. Shit. Well, you’d better be ready cuz you’re about to awaken the snuggle monster, and he’s had a rough week.” “Perfect. I’m ready.” Apparently he’s been planning this. The little stinker. Oh, well. He knows me well enough to know what he can get away with. And in his defense, he did ask me what I had planned this weekend. I squeeze him tight and enjoy the close contact. “How much G did you put in that beer, buddy?” “Not too much. I think you need another one.” I chuckle, roll my eyes, and decide to play along. “You have this all planned out, don’t you? Well, fine. If you’re gonna force me into it like this, I might as well enjoy the ride. I’ll take one more beer, please.” This kid is lucky I love him, I swear. He climbs out of my arms and nearly runs back to the kitchen. I holler after him. “And bring another for you, too. Don’t let me be the only one fucked up around here.” He yells back with an almost ominous tone. “Oh, you won’t be. Don’t worry.” A minute later, he’s back with two beers in hand. He hands me one and quickly polishes off what’s left of his first. We each take our new bottles in hand and reach the necks toward each other’s bottles. “To the weekend!” he says. I shake my head and smile. “The weekend,” I agree. I take a huge swig and immediately regret it. I mean, I knew the kid wasn’t gonna hold back, but damn, that’s strong. “Fuck! Don’t put me in a hole, dude. Whoa.” “Oh, I won’t. I know what you can take.” “Oh do you, now? Well you should know I skipped lunch today.” His eyes bug out a bit. “You see? That would be why I’m fucking exhausted.” He grabs the bottle from my hand and replaces it with his. Smart kid. At least he’s looking out for me. He has limits. He likes pushing them, but he still has them. “Here. You can have mine. I’ll finish that for you.” “You sure, little bro? That’s a man’s drink.” I love fucking with his ego. “Fuck you. I’ll be fine. Besides, this saves me from having to make my own later. Here we go!” And without wasting another second, he chugs half of what’s left. And then he burps to wake the dead. “Jesus christ, little buddy. Are you okay, or do you need an exorcism?” He laughs a little too much at my awful joke, so I know the alcohol’s already hitting him. Looks like we’ll both be cut off after this round. “Alright. Let’s both chug these so we can settle in and pay attention to each other, not our drinks. Okay?” “Sounds good.” We raise our bottles toward each other. We chug. We both finish at about the same time. I look back at him and raise an expectant eyebrow.I start smirking as he realizes what I’m thinking. His face gets red, and he gets a look of frustration and concentration that turns into near-laughter when suddenly another enormous belch escapes his chest. He takes a quick breath, looks back at me, and laughs. “Fuck you, bro.” I can’t help but laugh back. Told you he’s cute. “Alright, c’mere,” I say. “You need to relax and get more comfortable.” I scoot over a bit to make room for him, and he climbs up onto the recliner next to me, nuzzling up to my side and being as adorable as a puppy. I pet his head a bit, and he curls into me some more. He puts his arm across my torso, and I know that won’t stay put very long. I reach over and squeeze him tight. That’s the permission he was looking for. His arm starts moving across my stomach and chest. A moment later, and he slides his hand under my shirt and runs his fingers through the fur he always finds so fascinating. It warms my heart knowing a boy I love — a boy I grew up with — takes comfort in running his hands across my body. We don’t share these moments often enough. No matter what else the little bastard has planned, I’m already content just cuddling with him. I give him another squeeze. He snuggles even closer now, wrapping one of his legs around mine and pressing his thigh into my crotch. This kid’s leaving nothing to suggestion. “Mmm,” I say. “Someone wants to play, huh?” He nods, mutters some kind of mm-hmm, and moves his hand down my torso past my belt, and down to my growing cock. He gives it a squeeze. “Definitely,” he says. “Mmm. Good answer. Here, take off your shirt so we can get comfy.” I help him sit up for a second and watch the reveal that always gets me rock-hard in an instant. I love this boy’s beautiful body. He knows it, too. I notice him make quick eye contact with me to make sure I’m watching. He’d wait for me if I’d been distracted. But right now he has my undivided attention. My brother grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls upward, slowly. He’s taking his time and watching my eyes. He loves seeing the thirst. He knows I won’t interrupt and will let him do what he wants. He knows it’s a little bit of self-torture I offer him by giving him control of this ritual. His hand is now halfway up his stomach, and I can tell he’s running his hand across his skin, enjoying the sense of touch as much as I enjoy the sight. A few more inches, and I get a clear view of what’s hiding under that shirt. That smooth, lean, toned skin I have lusted after since the kid first hit puberty. My body filled out a little wider, a little pudgier, and a lot furrier. His genes made him rail-thin, naturally lithe, and smooth as a baby’s bottom. And fuck, that combo turns me on. His hand keeps creeping upward, revealing his flat, toned stomach. He’s all skin, bones, and muscle, and he has just the perfect amount of definition. I swear, that V line down his hips gets more pronounced every time I see it. I soooo love running my hand down those crevices, heading toward his little dicklet. But that will have to wait. For now, I need to keep watching. I don’t want to miss this strip-tease. Maybe he doesn’t want me to miss it either. I’d swear he must have stopped moving until he saw my eyes snap back to attention. Damn him. He’s milking this for all it’s worth. He lifts his shirt further, exposing the tiniest of nipples, pierced and ready for attention. He brings his other hand up to grab the bunched up bottom of his shirt from both sides, and in one quick movement, he tucks the bottom behind his neck, keeping the sleeves on as normal. He looks like he’s wearing a sort of harness, and the cotton frames his entire torso beautifully. The sleeves roll up a bit, too, exposing the shape and sinew of his lanky, vascular arms. The sight takes my breath away. I lean forward, wrap my arms around the half-naked body of my beautiful brother, and pull him down toward me. We meet face-to-face, but that lasts merely a second as the G takes control of us. We start making out, using our tongues to explore each other’s mouths and to express our passionate interest in one another. His hand slides under my shirt, exploring more assertively. I run my hands all over the smooth, tight skin of his exposed back while I feel our erections growing harder as they rub together. He pulls off my shirt and runs his hands through my fur with full intensity now. I can tell he likes the feeling — he presses his crotch a little harder into mine as he grabs my chest. This sexy boy leans down and gets his face inches from mine. He stares right into my eyes, and I can see the hunger in his. “I love you, bro.” I melt. I call him the same thing I’ve called him since we were kids. “I love you too, little buddy.” That used to be merely an affectionate name; now it’s an intimate one. While we continue making out, our hands reach down to unbutton pants and slide off shorts. He takes his shirt-harness off, too, exposing the tattoo on his left shoulder. There’s a story there, but that’s for another time. Our G-fueled hunger intensifies as our fully naked bodies finally press against each other. He reaches down and grabs my thick, hard cock and gives it a good squeeze. I let out a groan in appreciation. He slowly slides his way down my body, finally ending up with his knees on the floor, his head between my thighs, and his eyes peering up into mine over the tip of my dick, which he has grabbed and lifted up away from my stomach. He has a pleading look on his face. He knows he can suck my dick any time he wants, but sometimes he likes hearing me say it. He’s clearly in an affectionate mood today. He wants me to really play up the role of big brother, and I’m more than happy to oblige. “Looks like someone really wants to taste his big bro’s dick, huh?” He nods. Hell, I’d swear he looks like he’s trying to wag a tail he doesn’t have. Maybe the big-brother role isn’t the one he wants me to play right now. I raise an eyebrow, smirk, and try something. “Does puppy want a bone?” “Arf!” “Hehe. Good boy.” I tousle his hair a bit, and damn if his hips don’t wag even more. Huh. This is something new. We’ll have to explore it more later. For right now, though, I really need to get my dick sucked. “Okay, boy. You can suck your big bro’s dick. You’ve earned it. Now help your brother feel good. That’s all the encouragement he needed, because he’s off to the races now. This kid can suck, too. He must have been practicing with friends from school because I know he didn’t learn all these skills from me, and we haven’t spent enough time practicing recently for him to suddenly be this good. “Damn, little buddy. You’re getting good at this. Where’d you learn to suck dick so well? Have you been practicing on your friends?” He keeps his mouth on my cock and raises a hand to hold up four fingers. “Four of your friends?” He nods. “Lemme guess. Your teammates?” My little brother is on his school’s swim team. That’s how he stays so incredibly lean. “Mm-hmm,” he mutters. He takes my dick out of his mouth just long enough to add, “And coach.” I chuckle. “You fucking slut. You’re the team cocksucker, and your coach is even in on it?” He nods, while continuing to give my dick the attention it needs. “Goddamn, dude. I’m so proud of you.” And to drive the point home, I grab both sides of his head and pull him firmly down into my crotch, getting my cock to press against the entrance to his throat. He’ll open up in a minute. He always makes sure I’m good and wet first. When he comes up for a breath, he adds to his story. “I’m always the last one out of the locker room. I won’t go home until I know everyone gets their needs met.” “You’re such a good cocksucker. I’m sure they love having you around.” “And sometimes… when we lose a meet…” He’s getting shy. That doesn’t happen often. This must be good. I egg him on. “Yeah? What happens when you lose?” “Sometimes they’ll send me to the other team to reward them.” “Holy fuck, dude. They get to use you as a victory prize?” He’s already back on my dick, so all I hear is a muffled “mm-hmm” as he nods his head. “That’s amazing. You’re awesome, little buddy.” He goes back to sucking like he means it, and my mind drifts a bit. That comfort of having a warm mouth wrapped around my hard cock while my head swirls with a hint of G and booze can be a perfect way to end the week. Wait a second. Weekend. It’s Friday. “Hang on, it’s Friday. Did you have a swim meet today?” He nods again. I see his butt start wagging a bit, and I can tell he’s starting to smile around my cock. This kid’s got a secret he wants to tell. The little fucker. No wonder he’s so eager. “And did your team lose today’s meet?” He nods once more. “You fucking slut. You went to the other team, didn’t you?” Another nod. “And how many of their swimmers did you take?” He comes up for a breath. “All of them.” He grins from ear to ear. “I took all the swimmers’ swimmers.” My eyes get bigger and beam with pride. “Wait, they bred you?” Nods and a full smile. “The whole team?” More nods, and he starts to chuckle. “Holy fuck, dude. You’re incredible. Wait…did they…are they… Do you still have their baby batter up your hole?” When I asked that, my little brother looks up at me with more pride than I’ve ever seen on his face before. He licks the underside of my cock, just to show he’s hot shit, before beaming with confidence as he adds, “And their coach’s.” I bust out in amazed laughter. “By the way, the coach’s son is one of their team members.” My eyes double in size. “Holy fuck, bro. You really are the best goddamn slut at your school, aren’t you?” “Well, they said in the whole county.” He smiles, pretending to be bashful. But I can tell he’s really, seriously, legitimately proud of himself here. And so he should be. To have such a glowing reputation at such a young age is more than an accomplishment. It’s an honor. I try and boost that confidence. “Little buddy, I am so proud of you. Goddamn, you’re amazing. You’ve really become the most amazing little slut, just like we’ve been working toward all these years, haven’t you?” He nods with pride. And wags a little again. “Come here, buddy.” I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tight to show my support. But the feeling of his skin against mine immediately distracts me, and my other head starts doing all the thinking. I start groping his body, in love with the lean form in front of me. I run a hand down his back, down his crack, and almost to his hole. Except there’s a butt plug in the way. I look up at him. He instantly beams a smile. “See? I listen to what you teach me.” “Oh fuck, buddy. You plugged yourself to keep all the jizz inside?” “Yep. I keep a plug in my locker at school just in case. Totally came in handy today.” “Holy shit. So it’s all still in you? All of it? It’s all fresh.” “Pretty much, yeah.” “Oh, fucking hell, buddy. I have got to sink my dick into your worn-out hole. I need to feel that swim team’s cum coating my cock.” “I hoped you’d say that. Do me a favor first?” “For you, buddy? Anything. I’m so proud of you, and I’m so hungry to get at that boy hole.” “Hang on a second.” He hops up and scampers off to the other room, leaving me a bit confused and way more than a bit horny. When he comes back, he’s carrying a familiar tray, and I finally understand his aspirations for the weekend. For this little cumslut, taking an entire swim team — and their coach! — isn’t enough. The tray contains four swabs and two points. My cock throbs. “Oh, shit. You’re really ready.” “Mm-hmm” is all he says. I play along, eager to see what this kid has in mind. “Alright. How do you want to do this?” “I wanna ride you cowboy for a bit, then bottom out balls-deep on you while you slam me. After I go nuts fucking myself on your cock for a bit, we switch to missionary. You go balls-deep again, then self-administer and let the monster out to really pound my hole like you know you want to.” Damn. Not only does this kid have it all planned out, but he knows how to make a sales pitch. How could I say no to that? “You got it, buddy. That sounds awesome. Anything else you want me to do to help make this your perfect weekend?” “Not yet.” He smirks. “Gotta save some surprises for later.” I chuckle. “You’re trying to take control this weekend, aren’t you?” He giggles a bit because I saw through him. “Yeah, kinda. How am I doing so far?” “I’m totally following your lead. Let’s do this.” “Awesome.” “Here, gimme those points, then suck my dick for a minute. Get me as hard as I can get and get yourself so desperate for cock you can’t resist sitting on it.” He hands me the tray, and I set it on the end table beside me, within easy reach, as he goes to town on my cock. It doesn’t take long before I’m hard as steel and halfway down his throat. He comes up for breath, gasping for a second. “Can I sit on it now?” “Fuck, dude. You can do whatever you want to me.” He smiles with a bit more naughtiness than I expected. Plans within plans, I suppose. But I trust him implicitly and look forward to whatever he’s concocted. “Well, you have a job to do before I can do what I want to do to you.” I’m confused. “Oh? What’s that?” Then my brother does the single most erotic thing I’ve ever seen him do. He smiles, turns around, and bends all the way over. Once he presents his ass to me, he grabs his cheeks and spreads them wide. As though the sight of his plugged hole being offered right in front of my face wasn’t enough, he pushes out a bit, making the plug look like it’s throbbing. Goddamn, this kid is fucking hot. I regain a little composure and tease him right back. “I see,” is all I say. We both chuckle a bit. I put one hand on his ass cheek and wrap the fingers of my other hand around the base of the plug. “Make sure you squeeze once this is out. I don’t want you wasting any of those loads unless they’re gushing out around my dick.” I hear a deep moan, and I know he’s understood. Slowly, I draw out the plug. It’s bigger than I expected, which makes me proud again. I should have known he’d need the big one, after getting pounded by the whole team. The plug slowly exits his hole, and he does a real good job sealing tight once it’s out. Only a single droplet leaks out, and I quickly take a finger and spread the boy juice around his beautiful ass lips. Much as I want to taste his hole right now, I know he’s holding a lot in, and I want to feel the cum surround my dick more than I need it covering my face. One thing at a time. “There ya go, buddy. Good job. Now, you ready to ride your big bro’s fuck stick?” The crude name makes him go a little weak for a second. He glances up at me with that pleading look back on his face. “Fuck yeah. I need that inside me so badly.” “Then go right ahead. You’ve earned it, you little slut.” Without another word, my brother climbs up and puts one foot on either side of my thighs, straddling me as my rock-hard cock stands up and aims for its target: that sweet, tight, cum-filled boy hole is on its way to engulf my cock. He closes his eyes as the head of my dick makes contact with his sphincter. I can tell he’s concentrating on staying tight to keep the cum in but loosening up enough to allow my dick to enter. I’m pretty thick, too, so it takes work. I’m patient. He gets all the time he needs. Hell, he’s earned it already today. Eventually, slowly, the head of my dick, coated with his throat slime, slides past his entrance. We each take in a sharp breath, surprised by the sudden pleasure. “Oh, yeah,” he moans. “That’s nothing. Wait til you get the whole thing inside you.” He moans again as his head rolls back a bit in ecstasy. “And wait til I slam you and turn you into a depraved hole.” He smiles while he moans this time. He keeps pressing down on my dick, making slow and steady progress toward the base. He’s taken half of me already, with serious concentration on his face, but no sign of pain or hesitation. Well, we are in cowboy position, after all. And this ain’t his first time at the rodeo. When his hole hits my crotch, and every last inch of my penis has disappeared inside his ass, he sighs. It might have been the first time he exhaled since I first penetrated him, for all I know. He opens his eyes, looks right into mine, and gets a cock-eyed smirk as he starts grinding his hips into my pelvis. This time, my eyes roll back in my head, and I let out an involuntary grunt. Like I said — it’s not his first time at the rodeo. This kid knows what he’s doing. I love fucking this boy. His hole is so tight, his body is so perfect, his face is so cute, it sends my libido off the charts every time. And tonight, I feel the warm wetness gushing all around my dick — the sperm of the opposing team collected in my brother’s guts and offered as a gift to me. Goddamn, he’s a filthy slut. And I love him for it. He’s eager tonight, too. He starts bucking and writhing, experimenting with the angle and seeing how deep he can get my cock inside him. Each of us makes regular grunts and gasps as the sensations border on overwhelming. Eventually, he leans forward a little and puts his hands on either side of my rib cage. He gets up onto his feet instead of his knees, giving him more freedom of movement. He uses that to his advantage and starts impaling himself hard on my dick, going almost the full length of my shaft with every stroke. It’s almost an anger fuck for the intensity. And damn, it feels good. The added motion makes his balance a bit more precarious, and I grab his arms to add stability. As I do, I feel the solid meat of his well-developed biceps. I start admiring the definition he’s gaining from working out and swimming so much. I also admire the veins he has kris-crossing his forearms, making him look more powerful than his thin frame suggests. His veins are gorgeous, and they really kick my lust into overdrive. They also remind me: I have a job to do. While my little brother keeps grinding himself onto my cock, I reach over and grab an alcohol wipe. I tear open the packet, which gets his attention. He opens his eyes, sees what I’m doing, smiles, and slows his pace. He bottoms out on the base of my dick and starts playing with the angle to see just how deep he can get me. That way, he’s still having fun, but the extra motion has calmed down. Once more, I admire the gorgeous, vascular forearms in front of me. I look from one to the other, look up at his face, and lift my eyebrows in unspoken question. He understands immediately and nods ever so slightly down to his left. I wipe the inside of his left elbow crease, removing any traces of things that could ruin his day. I set down the pad and pick up the needle. Most guys use a strap to make it easier to find a target, but this kid’s arms read like a road map. It’s like his body is offering his circulatory system to me, inviting me to penetrate it. And that’s exactly what I do. The little slut watches, entranced, as I find a thick, obvious vein and gently insert the needle into it. His face flinches ever so slightly, but his right hand immediately finds his meaty cock and starts jerking it. The kid is turned on by watching me administer his slam. He is so fucking hot. I get the needle tip right where it needs to be, and I pull back on the plunger. A flash of deep red shocks the syringe to life. He makes a quick gasp; I let out a low moan. We both know that’s the all-clear sign. We both know he’s about to take off, and our party’s about to start. We look into each other’s eyes for a moment. “You ready?” I ask. “Please…” is all he says. “Good boy.” I press the plunger in.

This is so hot but if you were my boy you’d have gotten a booty bump and a point and lasted a couple hours

Enamas! Had a guy give me many enamas in his basement by the drain. On all fours in the dirty floor just my head and chest laid on a rubber mat. He had a stand with a bunch of bags hanging on it with different tips. Had milk,coffee, wine and soapy enemas. Then a few did know what the hell was in them got me all buzzed badly i almost passed out. I think after all of them i got at least a few hours of enemas as he was dressed naked with a rubber smock on. It was a fun night

Possibly "gifted virgin" by losolent

Two loads

BlackDude said 'A lot of these other cultures are the antithesis of masculinity. Allowing yourself to be colonized, gentrified and genocided at the mere presence of whiteness is beta at best, and suicidal at worst. Many of these cultures didn't have a choice in the matter, not by any means. I think it's easy from today's perspective to look back at our ancestors and say 'oh boy, were they dumb/weak/beta' or what ever adjective you may want to attach to their situations, and laugh and shake your head. In the 19th Century, the height of colonialism, many Western colonial powers colluded with each other to sell outdated and useless munitions to local kingdoms and empires all over the world which were no match for the automatic machine gun. It was one way of dumping useless arms to trusting foreigners, who, until then were operating under the notion that the British hated the French, the French hated the Germans and everyone else feared the Russians. The Qing government only gave up Hong Kong to the British after the signing of the Treaty of Nanking, in 1841, as its navy had been blown to bits, all because the Brits wanted to continue importing opium to the kingdom, which had seen a striking rise in addiction and deaths. It wasn't the mere presence of whiteness that caused minorities to fall to our knees. Nope. It's the fact that war after war had been fought, and huge numbers of people were decimated. Do not for a second think that the Chinese, Indians or local Native Canadians have forgotten what had been done. In fact, the Chinese government called the Treaty of Nanking the start of a century of humiliation. The same thing in India, where several treasures were openly robbed by colonial powers, starting with the British East India Company, which was a private interest, and ended up eventually representing the Crown until its dissolution in 1799. Same with the VOC in Java and many of the island nations that eventually made up Indonesia. Nobody has forgotten. "There has been studies which have show how many Latin, Arab and Asian men identify as white. Not to mention the anecdotal stories of these other men in the gay community genuflecting at the mere sight of a white man." Receipts please? Which studies? In fact, we are told precisely the opposite. Growing up in our cultures, for about two centuries, we have had it rammed down our noses that we are anything but European. White skin, we've been told, is prized because we've been told that European culture is the epitome of civilisation, beauty and elegance. Somehow, foreign cultures aren't good enough because they're foreign. I don't know anyone who's a minority who sees himself as white. We are keenly aware how we are not white. "submission of one’s culture is no more masculine." We see the resurgence of Black power, Asian nationalism, Caribbean nations breaking ties with the UK to become republics, and self-determination since about the 1940s. Indian nationalists boycotted British made goods since the 1920s, and eventually, refused to cooperate with the colonial powers. It is no longer the case that people look at European-made goods and services as the height of sophistication, because it isn't. South American countries have seen the rise of Native politicians being voted into office. This is the submission of one's own culture?

Part 3 Knowing that me and Chad would be meeting up tonight I hadn't cum for a little over a week. So when I emptied my balls down my little brother's throat within minutes of him walking into the hotel room, he got a huge thick load of his big bro's cum. He hummed in satisfaction as I bucked my hips against his face and fed him rope after rope after rope of the DNA we shared. He swallowed and gulped down every single drop of that first load of the night. Just like he had done four years earlier when he had milked his first load ever from my cock. Once we were both sure that he had gotten everything my nuts contained we quickly got naked and moved to the bed, making out passionately. The sexy fucker had swallowed every bit of my jizz but I was still able to taste my seed on his lips and tongue as we explored each other's mouths. It kept me hard and horned up knowing that I was tasting my own juices in his mouth. The same way we would both always taste our own load when we ate each other out after fucking and breeding each other! We both loved sucking our own cum out of the hole we had just cum in! I knew I'd always remember the time that my little brother had introduced me to the erotic pleasure of eating my own cum from his ass. It was the same night I had first fucked his ass (or any ass for that matter since his was my first). It was barely three months after his high school graduation party we had had together. We had hooked up a number of times since that night always enjoying oral play with each other. (Yeah, it didn't take long after Chad sucked me off that first time before he had convinced me to suck his teen-aged cock. I quickly became an eager cocksucker for him! hehe) But we hadn't done anything besides oral until 3 months later. We were naked and high on weed and booze at our parents' house. They were gone for a couple of days and Chad had the whole place to himself. We couldn't wait to have some wicked fun in their house, knowing how twisted and “wrong” it would be. We had just finished off our second joint and Chad was stretching his throat once again with my hard thick cock. He pulled his lips off and began stroking the spit-slick flesh with his fist. Looking up at me from between my legs he said, “Damn big bro your cock is so fucking big! I love it.” “Yeah little brother?,” I'd answered. “You like your big bro's fat cock don't you? You like it buried in your throat, huh?” “Hell yeah I do!”, he said. Then after a quick pause he said in a lusty seductive voice, “I can imagine how good it feels to Jess when her cunt is getting stretched wide with it,” and he smirked as he licked up a drop of precum from the wide piss-slit. I gave him a crooked smile and said, “Are you jealous, little brother?” “Yes!”, he answered immediately. “I want to feel what your wife feels, Lance. Fuck me, big bro! Slide your married dick inside your little brother's ass and fuck me until you cum in me!” I couldn't find my voice right away. This came from nowhere. We had never talked about doing anything more than oral. But my throbbing cock in his hand and the hunger on my face gave him and me the answer. I was too high and horny at that moment to think whether I could or should do it. Nothing was going to be able to stop me from fucking my own little brother...in our parents' house.....with my married dick! With me still laying on my back like I was when he'd been sucking me, Chad quickly moved from kneeling between my legs to straddling my waist. His weed-glazed eyes were filled with a look of wild need as he ran his hands across my hairy abs and up to my furry pecs. He lightly flicked both of my nips causing a low moan to escape my lips. “Tell me, big bro. Tell me what you want to do with your little brother. What you want to do TO him.” Letting myself give in to the sensual thoughts spilling into my head I began stroking his hard 7.5” cock and said, “What you just asked me to do little bro. I'm gonna give you what you want.” He slightly adjusted himself on me so that my slick cockhead moved into his asscrack. “Say it, Lance,” he answered. “I want to hear you say it big bro. Say the words you fucking stud!” He moved one hand behind him grabbing my cock and pushing it harder into the crevice of his muscled jock butt. “I'm gonna fuck you, little brother!”, looking at the readiness all over his face. “I'm going to bury every damn inch of my fat brother-cock inside your per*vy hole and fuck you until you scream. I'm gonna fuck the cum out of your dick and fuck my cum deep inside you!” Chad whispered, “Please!” then guided my cock to his hairless pucker and started sliding down the shaft, greedy to be filled with his big brother's raw flesh. (to be continued)

Part 2 Getting up off the bed I headed toward the door and reached down to rearrange the obvious hardon in my pants. I laughed at myself, thinking, Why bother? We both know why we're here tonight. Although, I told myself as I reached the door, there's some things Chad doesn't know about tonight...yet. That quick thought made my erect cock ooze precum from the head as I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door to let Chad come in. He was standing there wearing nothing but a tight pair of shorts, flip flops and his sexy fucking smile. I drew in a quick breath seeing his smooth sculpted defined pecs, his hard dark nips, and his washboard abs. He was fucking beautiful and he knew it too! I grabbed him by his wrist pulling him inside the room and slamming the door closed behind him. A second later I had him pressed against the door pushing my tongue inside his mouth, both of us moaning in need and lust. I had one of my hands rubbing over his meaty pecs and playing with his nips and my other hand down the back of his shorts and kneading his muscled jock ass. Both of his hands had immediately gone to my crotch when we started to kiss and he now already had my pants down around my feet and his hands stroking my cock and caressing my balls. He pulled back from my lips and as he dropped to his knees he said in a husky whisper, “I gotta suck your cock, Lance!” He slid his mouth down the first 5 inches of my fat cock and I moaned feeling the pleasure his mouth has given me so many times the past four years since that first night. I put my hands on the back of his head and looked down, seeing his eyes looking up at me as his mouth moved further down my shaft, his lips stretching wider as he reached the widest part of my dick. “Damn, little bro! I love seeing the way your lips stretch like that around my cock. It looks so fucking hot and perfect! Here bro, let me help you get past the thickest part there.” Saying that I applied pressure to the back of his head with my hands feeding him more of his big bro's cock knowing he wanted every inch filling his mouth and edging into his throat. Chad was a hungry and eager cocksucker. There was never any gagging from him, only growls of pleasure and need. He moved his hands to my asscheeks, pulling my cock deeper into his mouth as I pulled his head closer to my dark pubes. Working toward the same goal it only took another moment before his lips were pressing against the hair of my crotch and my full nuts were pressing against his chin. He began using his throat muscles to stroke and squeeze the shaft buried in his throat. This was a talent he had shown me early on in our sex together and it was such an awesome sensation. I threw my head back and groaned loudly. “Ah fuck yeah little bro! Suck your big bro's cock. Keep doing it man and I won't be able to hold off. You're gonna make me cum down your throat bro.” Chad's hands tightened on my asscheeks and a muffled moan let me know that's what he wanted. “Yeah you hot cocksucker! Take it little bro! Take every damn drop of your bro's married cum! Here it cums, oh gawd yeah man, take it all! Ugghhhh, ugghhh!” My cock erupted in Chad's throat sending ropes straight down into his stomach. I pulled my spewing cock slowly backwards so I'd be sure to cover his tongue and give him a taste of his big bro's hot jizz. I knew the night was just getting started for both of us and it was going to get better and hotter! (to be continued)

This would be laughable if it weren't so pathetically sad. Honey, if you look at American and western European culture and can't find any examples of "male masculinity" being promoted, you're spending too much time in the drag department. Or navel-gazing.

Chapter 2 I was going crazy sucking his cock. His precum tasted so good I couldn’t wait to taste his cum. He was moaning so I figured I was doing a good job and if I got him off down my throat he wouldn’t actually fuck me. After a few minutes he tapped my head and pulled his cock from my mouth. I whimpered. “Damn boy you’re a good cock sucker. Any longer and I’d be blasting my load down your throat. Can’t have that happening now can we.” He pulled me up so we were standing face to face. He leaned down and started kissing me. “Mmm son there is no doubt you have a very talented mouth. How about we see if your ass is just as good. You’ve got way too many clothes on boy strip.” Without even thinking I started taking my clothes off. I wanted to please him so bad. I took my pants off and was left standing in a just a jock. “Damn son I didn’t expect that from you.” “Sorry daddy, I was planning on checking out the park over in the next town today. I heard rumors that it was a great place to meet guys and I was hoping to suck some cock so I cleaned out just in case. Then mom waylaid my plans and had me come help you.” Oh fuck I was rambling and couldn’t shut up. I did that when I was nervous. He started chuckling. “Nothing to apologize for son. You look hot in that jock. Leave it on, you won’t be using your dick today anyway. Now turn around and bend over and let daddy take a look at your ass.” I did as instructed and could hear him growling behind him. “Damn boy I’m going to enjoy destroying that ass! Come with me let’s move this to the bedroom. Get on the bed on all fours.” I did as he instructed. I couldn’t remember ever being this horny before. Suddenly I felt his hands on my ass and his finger lightly circling my hole. I let out a moan. Next thing I knew his tongue was licking me. “Holy shit” I screamed out. “You like that boy?” “Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop please that feels so good.” He dove back in and was really eating my ass out. I was moaning and panting so hard. Soon he removed his tongue and replaced it with a finger opening me up more. “Damn you’re tight son. When was the last time you were fucked?” “Couple of years Sir.” “Damn! Why so long? Your boy pussy is begging to be used.” “I know I’m a bottom sir but it just never really felt good and hurt so much and they weren’t even as big as you daddy.” “Did they use condoms boy?” “Yes sir, always fucked safe sir.” “Hmm I think that’s the problem son. True bottoms NEVER make their tops use condoms.” “What about catching something?” “You’re negative right son? Are you on prep?” “Yes I’m neg. I was on prep a few years ago but stopped last year since I wasn’t really getting fucked.” “Mmm son you just made daddy’s dick get even harder. Do you trust me son?” “Of course daddy.” I moaned again as he now had three fingers inside me. “Have you ever had a poz cock inside your boy?” “No of course not daddy.” “See son I have a theory about you. I knew the second I saw you this morning that you were a nasty pig. You just hadn’t found the right man to show you your true nature. Bottom pigs like you son should take any load offered them and NEVER question the top. Now answer me honestly son, why’d you stop taking prep?” I was going crazy. I couldn’t think straight his fingers felt so amazing in my ass. He was totally breaking down my last barriers. “Because I secretly wanted a poz daddy to make me his boy but was too afraid to admit it sir,” I screamed out. Holy shit had I really just said that out loud. I’d never admitted that to anyone before. “Good boy I’m so proud of you! Now you have a choice son. I can remove my fingers from your ass and you can get dressed, leave and never come back or you can beg your daddy to stick his toxic cock deep inside your boy pussy and set you free. What’s it going to be boy?”

This is my first story. Please be kind. Work had been crazy, so with things finally slowing down I decided to take a couple of weeks off during the holidays. Since I hadn’t been home in years I finally caved into my mom and booked a ticket to see her. A little about me. I just turned 30, but look younger. I’m 5’6”, brown hair, green eyes. I’m nothing special just average. I’m more bottom, oh who am I kidding I’m a total bottom. I hate topping my cock is just way to small. But if I’m honest I really haven’t been with anyone in way too long. The last couple of times I bottomed it just wasn’t that enjoyable. I always got fucked safe, had a few tops want to breed me but I was too scared and demanded they suit up. So here I was at my moms hoping to enjoy a few weeks of peace and quiet when she informs me that she’s volunteered my services to help her neighbors son clean out his dad’s house. The next morning I knocked on the door and waited impatiently for someone I’d never met to let me in so I could get this over with. Imagine my surprise when this fucking god of a man opened the door. He was easily over 6’ dark blue eyes, closely trimmed beard, hair sticking out from the collar of his white T-shirt that looked like it had been painted on. I guessed he was somewhere in his 50s and damn I was in love. I have a thing for hot hairy daddies. I was staring at him, my mouth on the floor. “Hi there son, can I help you?” “Um sorry, I’m Chad. My mom volunteered me to help you clean out your house.” “Of course, come on in. I’m Max” he said as he stuck his hand out to me. Oh fuck I was in so much trouble. He closed the door behind me and proceeded to explain that his dad had recently passed away but he’d been putting off cleaning out the house. “I really appreciate this Chad. I’m sure you’d much rather be spending time with your wife or girlfriend.” “Nope, totally single and it sure as hell wouldn’t be with a woman if I was with someone.” OMG I can’t believe I just said that. He got this big grin on his handsome face. “Good to know”. We worked side by side for a couple of hours and made small talk. Him mostly asking about my life in the city. We’d both worked up quite a sweat so during a break he took his T-shirt off and started to use it to dry off his chest. He had few tats on his upper arm and a scorpion on his hip. I could feel my little cock starting to chub up. He caught me staring and asked if liked what I saw. “You’re gorgeous Sir.” Sir where the fuck did that come. He dropped his shirt and started to play with his nipples. “Why don’t you come over here son and help daddy out.” Next thing I knew I was standing in front of him. I placed one of my hands on his chest while he took my other hand and placed it on his hard cock through his pants. I leaned into him to smell his musky odor and sighed. I heard him chuckle “you like daddy’s smell son?” “Yes sir!” He grabbed my face and pushed me towards his sweaty pit. He raised his arm and I buried my face licking his pit clean. “Damn my boy’s a pig. Clean the other one too.” After a few minutes he pulled me out of his pits and pressed on my shoulders to get me on my knees. I was now face to face with his very tight bulge, he didn’t appear to be wearing underwear so there was a rather large wet spot on his jeans. He grinned down at me at said “what you waiting for son, take it out and start sucking.” I quickly unzipped his pants and the most beautiful 8” cock jumped out to meet me. It was dripping with precum. I couldn’t wait to taste him. I started sucking on his dick taking him in as far as I could. I started chocking a bit so he pulled out so I could breathe. “Get him nice and wet boy, the only lube you’re getting is my precum and your spit.” Oh fuck I was in so much trouble.

Always loved to wear diapers, never used them during a hookup but would love to eventually. Hopefully there are others like me around here 🙂

Just last weekend a new venue opened with the suggestive name of Rectum BCN. Was able to attend the opening days and here are my impressions: great space. Not too big not too small. Dark room area in the back, plenty of fuck benches and a few slings and secluded benches behind courtains phenomenal bathrooms with great douching stations. Every one of theses places should have proper ass cleaning stations. Nice staff and full bar. Owner very eager to listen suggestions from customers. Great location just minutes away from everything else gay related in "gaixample" They are doing night hours 22h-5am thu-fri-sat, 17h-23h sun. I'm unsure how this will work out as you have now Openmind, men factory, berlin dark at the same times. Impossible to know what future for this place holds, they literally started last weekend, but they have a solid foundation. I did get and gave a load each way on opening night, maybe the first every for the place? There was proper BB fucking going on even when place wasn't too busy. Online resources for it: web: [think before following links] https://rectumbcn.com/ insta: [think before following links] https://www.instagram.com/rectumbcn/ We've had 3 new BB/cruise bar venues opening in the last 2 years post-pandemic, which feels a bit of a renaissance for BB cruise and play in Bcn. I'm all in for it.

I usually start my sessions out by cleaning out and then taking an edible. Then out come the butt plugs. I sit on the floor of my living room and gradually increase the sizes of my butt plugs while I stroke and watch cum dump porn. I usually have a hard time taking the biggest one I have but then I take a couple hits of poppers and I am good to go. I get insatiable, I keep stretching my hole more and more until I can take my butt plug without any hesitation. Then the edible hits and I take a couple more hits out of the bottle and I am spinning and a deep need for loads and to be used takes over. I put on my jock strap and head to steam works. After waiting in a long line I finally get a room. It was busy. I go to the back where the glory hope maze is and I get on my knees in front of one and wait…. No luck. I take a stroll and notice I am getting lots of looks. So I head back to the glory hole area and wait outside one of the booths. Clearly the guys wanted to know who they were playing with but I didn’t care. I see a dick pop through the glory hole and I immediately take it in my mouth and suck it real good and I stroke myself off. I feel this strange man thrusting into my mouth and it’s clear he wants to fuck. I turn around and push my hole onto his cock and take a hit and I am in ecstasy. He thrust for a few minutes till I head a moan over the loud music playing. He cums in me. I leave the area and head to my room. At this point the edible is hitting hard so I decide to go lay face down ass up in my room with the door open. guy comes in and pushes into me. I’m so high I barely feel it but he was huge. I lay there just getting used until he cums in me and leaves. it’s not enough for me, I put on my blind fold I brought from home and get back in position. another guy comes up and feels up my ass. Fingers graze my hole but he leaves. Then I feel another man minutes later licking my cummy hole. He stands up and enters me. He fucks me for a long time before he cums and thanks me. I take off my blind fold hoping for a break between men but this Asian guy walking into my room and closes the door quickly. I am on my back now and just quickly spread my legs and he enters my hole which at this point is ridiculously wet. He thrusts for so long (probably because he can’t feel much, since I was so used up) but finally he pounds harder and faster and I keep going in and out of consciousness with every hit it take until he cums. it was so hot I needed more. I leave my room and go to the back play area and suck a bunch of dicks that didn’t fuck me. I go back to the glory holes and suck a guy off and he fucks ne and cums in my hole. Then a guy joins me in a booth ( I usually hate this since the booths are small) this guy was large but I don’t care because I let anyone cum in me. He pounds me for so long I start to actually get over it, but being the good cum dump that I am I just keep taking hits and taking the pounding. We were standing so it wasn’t easy but finally he welps and blows his load. even though I feel like I reached my limit. I was starting to gain momentum so I just kept taking hits and started totally spinning out that I don’t even remember how but I needed up bent over a bench and two guys fucked me. 1 came the other did not. at one point though they were spot roasting me which was hot. I enter a complete new head space and my hole seems to give up resisting me. I go cruise the rooms for more and the bald old ugly daddy is stroking and I go into his room. I completely space our while he fucks me with the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. I barely feel it with my poppered up hole now. He cums in me and I leave and head to my room. I lay down and after about an hour I get another guy and he puts on a condom, I tell him to leave. He’s dissatisfied but obliges. Then I get another old Asian man who’d never normally have a chance with me and I suck him off before he pumps twice in me and blows his load. I head to the back again and start stroking in a dark hallway of rooms in front of the play area. Some ugly old daddy sees me and approaches me. I turn my back to him bend over slightly and spread my cheeks. He feels my sloppy wet hole and gets grossed out and goes away. I stay in the position a little longer and I feel another guy come up and eat me out, another bottoms trying to suck the loads out of me. I pull away. He leaves but another man starts to pinch my nipples turns me around and fucks me. He pounds me hard but I barely feel it.. he cums. I go to the sling and wait, about 20 minutes pass and nothing, I head over to the benches and a guy grabs my ass, I immediately grab his hard cock and position it to my ass and he obliterates his load in me after pumping and whispering about how used and sloppy my hole is. I leave and cruise the rooms but I am loosing stamina badly. I see this guy who I know for sure will breed me but looks a little cracked out, he comes behind me and fucks me for a bit before I pull away ( I don’t like crack heads) I don’t let him cum. I walk the rooms more and I see a big fat belly daddy stroking. His dick is tiny and he’s fat and older, never would ever have a chance but today I wanted his load. He wants to use a condom and I refuse and surprising he listens and fucks me raw and keeps asking me if I’m clean. I keep saying yes which I am and I am on prep but he must know I have about 12 loads in me now and it’s his risk. He cums and as he pulls out while I’m bent over his bed, my hole is gaping open and some of the loads I’ve been collecting fall out of me onto the floor. He looks concerned but I leave. I go to my room and debate whether it’s time to leave. The poppers aren’t really hitting any more and the edible wore off. I see a guy stroking and I invite him in. I suck him off and he fucks me but doesn’t seem like he’s gonna be able to cum. (I hate this) he still wants to fuck me but I am over it since he can’t give a load. I let him fuck me a bit longer but then ask him to leave. I gather my things and head home. Still want more cock but I’m exhausted. I get on sniffies and talk to a faceless guy, I tell him to come over and fuck me anon, surprisingly he agrees and I get face down ass up on my bed at home. He fucks me for longer than I’d like but eventually breeds me. I get back on sniffies and nothing. Everyone is asleep by now. I try Grindr and start chatting with some white guy. He lives close. I tell him about my loads and he wants to come churn them. After he gets to my place I put a blind fold on and feel for his body. His dick is already out. It huge, I suck him for a short amount of time before he pushes me off and says “alight now let me churn them loads “ I lay on my back and spread my legs. He pushes into me and at this point I am so used and wet that his giant dick feels like the tiniest pressure and nothing more. He moans and says “ holy fuck you’re so wet. I can’t even believe it” he asked how many loads I have in me. I say “14” he says “that’s so hot” and he thrusts harder into me. He says “ I’ve never seen you on Grindr before are you new here?” I say “yes” and he says “wow, I’m glad there is a cum dump in the area now” he keeps fucking me and I am loving this one. My hole is so wet I can totally feel it. He’s loving it, finally he cums in my. I love it so much. He pull out. He asks how often I do this and I say about once a month. He wants to know what my max load count is in a day and I say today was my max. he gets up and gets dressed and asks if he can fuck my another time and I say “yeah whenever and ur friends too , if you ever want a courtesy bottom at a party I’ll do that too” he smiles and says “that’s amazing” and says good bye and leaves I try to get more guys online but it’s like 3 am now. I fall asleep with a pussy full of loads and regret that decision in the morning. I spend the next day laying in bed resting my sore legs and hole and watch tv all day before finally jerking off and shooting a load so high it gets in my eye. I shower and go to bed.. can’t wait to do it again

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

A few days I texted my 31 yo Vietnamese pigson wanting sex. He txtd back that he was available yesterday (Sunday). I got completed douched because I wanted to get filled with his boicum. He wanted to taste my daddycum too! I'm in trackpants and a hoodie to greet him at the door to my place. His smile melts me. A few seconds, and our clothes are off. Sucking cocks and rimming asses are on the menu. He's first to enter me. At first slow movements, then he picks up the pace. I'm on my back with the legs around his ears, enjoying every thrust. He's got that look and then says, "I'm going to cum!" I feel the spurts. I go to clean off his cummy cock. He wants a taste of my ass and kisses me with cum on his lips. Fucking HOT! I want to taste his ass. I swallow each ball. He moans. Then his hole - I use my tongue to taste it. I'm hard as a rock. The more I taste, I'm feeling cum rise in my shaft. I tell him I'm ready to cum. He switches around to catch my big load in his mouth -- right from the tap, hot and ready! He's so good about feeding me loads back! We rest for bit. Then, it's off to his favourite Vietnamese restaurant nearby for food AFTER sex. You can burn some calories after hot fun! OINK, pigbros!

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

After I said "Fuck, you're thicker than my husband." He replied: "No wonder why you're tighter than my wife..." Context: His wife and my husband are good college friends. She was visiting town (with her hubby) and my husband and she went to a show together after we all had dinner. Hubby and I decided to "hung out" at a local bar nearby waiting for their show to end... After a few shots, we hooked up in the bathroom.

For us up-and -coming wrinklies, masks also have the great advantage of hiding those tell-tale signs of ageing! They get my vote on that strength alone!

I love being fisted and large toys. I can't get enough of it. Only play I look for now is enjoying T and FF

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.

Last year I was in an ABS and went into the booth with a GH. I started watching a hot porn and began stroking my cock. I saw movement next to me through the glory hole and a nice ass hole was put against the wall. I didn't hesitate to slide my cock inside and load him up. Guess it depends on the guy. If I wasn't interested in that hole I would have pulled up my pants and moved on to the next booth. Oral is nice but fucking a hot ass is best.

Local cumdump had an ad on grindr. I showed up and on my way in, there were two guys leaving. The smell of man-sex hit me in the face as soon as I opened the door. I get to the back bedroom of his shitty trailer house and there are 4 guys all in various stages of sin. I made 5. I drop my pants and sit on the bed and one fag immediately starts sucking me to life. The other three start a spitroast. Homeboy on my cock gets me to full attention and I tell him I want to fuck him. He starts to try to get out of it, saying he’s “mostly straight” and just likes to suck dick and swallow cum. I finally get him talked into trying. In the meantime his phone starts blowing up constantly, calls and texts. He says it’s his wife and kids. I get my dick worked all the way into him and start to stroke in and out of him. I can do some pretty fucked up shit sometimes when my dick is hard and I really have a homewrecker fetish. While I’m deep stroking him, his phone rings again. I grab it, slide the answer button, put it on speakerphone, and throw it down next to him. “Daddy, where are you?” are the words I heard as I slammed myself to the hilt in this “straight” man’s virgin hole while at least one of his kids listened to me use their father. Dad then whimpered an almost out of breath “tell mommy I’ll be home soon” as I started to grunt and breed him while he struggled to hang up the phone. This was like 8 years ago. Idk how old they were, but I wonder if they’re old enough to realize they were listening to their dad take a breeding from a stranger.

Love GH. Last time I stuck my cock through the hole I had a warm mouth on me. Licking and sucking. My cock was rock hard and I was so horny I said (loud enough for him to hear) "back up on me." He did as told and I had a warm wet ass on my cock. I fucked that hole for a bit and couldn't hold back. I shoved deeper inside and shot my load deep in that hole. He grunted as I shot and I was moaning. When my dick softened, I pulled out, got dressed. Thanked him and left! So satisfied!

Been awhile since I posted on here, but my best time since I did was definitely a bookstore encounter in February. The video room was almost empty, so I was just hanging out in the back, cock out of my jeans, waiting to see who might show up. Fortunately I didn't have to wait too long. A young 20 something guy comes in, maybe 5-6", thick dark red beard about to his chest, and chubby with a sexy AF belly. I'm pretty sure he'd been drinking beforehand, as he was really forward once we started chatting. My erection helped break the ice as well. Lol He is calling me daddy, and I jump right into my dad mode. Before long he's sucking my cock like a good son. I pulled him off after about 10 minutes, and start kissing him and unzip his pants, freeing his quite thick 6" cock. It's dripping precum and I'm rubbing it hard, asking if he's going to let dad fuck him. He sorta moans so I start rubbing his hairy ass and hole. He's loving my attention, so I spit in my fingers and really massage them into his hole. I turned him so he was leaning forward on a partition wall, and began rubbing my dripping cock in his hairy crack. After about 5 minutes it's good and slick, so I push into his hole about 2". He gasped a bit, bent over further, and I slid my entire raw cock in him balls deep. Slow strokes at first, just getting him used to me, and then more forceful. I tell him what a good whore he's being for dad, and that I got a big load for him. Now about then, I noticed we had some company- a guy around 60, fat, gray moustache, flannel shirt and trucker hat. He jerking off slowly as he's watching. I motion to him to come closer, and he does. I tell him he's welcome to fuck the hole next. He smiles at me, and I'm so excited thinking about the little whore I'm fuckin taking 2 loads, that I began thrusting faster and nutted deep in his ass. As my orgasm slows and stops, I tell the pig to stay put as I'm sliding out. I step to the side and the other fella lines his cock up (fucker had a fatter cock than me, and longer too) and slides it all the way in at once. The pig is trying to adjust to taking the bigger cock, and the guy keeps on fuckin him nonstop. I reach under and grab his cock, which is rock hard, and start to jerk him off, telling him what a great fucking pig he's being by taking 2 strange dads loads in his ass raw. Well, he must have liked hear that as he immediately began cumming all over my hand and the floor in front of him. This caused the guy fucking him to also begin nutting, and he buried deep for the whole thing. Once he plopped out, he zipped up and left without saying anything, but I straightened the pig up and gave him some kisses, and rubbed that cum filled hole a bit. He said he'd never had 2 dicks in a row like that, and I could tell he seemed embarrassed. I let him know it was fine. Kept telling him how sexy he was, and that I'd remember this experience for a long time. He seened to enjoy me holding him, and fingering his sloppy hole. I began jerking him off again and dirty talking to him about the two loads in his ass. He shot another load in no time. And I did give him my number. Lol

Got a load about an hour ago. I was messaging with this guy and it didn't look like anything was going to happen so I decided to get ready for a shower. I was just about to jump in the shower and he was like want to have some fun so I was like fuck it. He was maybe mid 30's had a little pot belly nice cock. I went to his place and as soon as I walked in the door he started making out with me and squeezing my ass. I wore my red shorty shorts with no underwear. So we kissed for a little bit, then he went in to the bedroom I kicked my thongs off and followed. We kissed again and I pushed him on to the bed and I got on top of him and continued kissing. He took my shirt off and He stuck his tongue in my mouth so I sucked on it and I could tell he was hard so I took off my shorts. While I was taking off my shorts he undressed as well. I got back on top of him and put his hands above his head and kissed his neck and up around his ears and I kissed and licked his armpits. I kissed and licked my way down and licked his balls and up his cock. Then I gave him a sloppy blowjob and ran my tongue around his cock while I sucked it. After sucking his cock I kissed and licked my way back up and kissed him. I asked him if he had any bugs and he said "no I'm clean" and I said that I'd still want him to cum in anyway even if he did have bugs. He replies "oh fuck yeah" and kisses me. I asked him "you wanna fuck this slutty ass don't you" and he replied "fuck yes" so I spit on my hand and lathered my hole and his cock. I slide him inside me balls deep in one go, he replies "oh fuck that hole feels good" and I ride him slow to start then getting quicker. While I was riding him I said "you like this slutty ass don't you" he replied "yes I do" I replied with "your cock feels so good" I kept riding him and I said "you like fucking this slutty ass that takes all loads bugs and all" he replied "yes I do". I said "yeah fuck this slutty bug chasing hole" he replies, "oh your such a fucking slut" I keep riding him and telling him I need his cum in my slutty hole and he tells me I'm such a fucking slut. Then he pulls me down and kisses me, his cock slides out of me. He pushes me down on to my stomach and I spread my legs wide and stick my ass in the air. He spanks my ass and I say "yeah spank that slutty ass" he spits on my hole and puts his cock straight back in me. He puts his arm around my neck and lays on me with his full weight and he pounds my ass. After a few minutes he says "I'm gonna cum" I say "yeah cum in my slutty ass" he replies "I'm gonna fill this slutty as up" and as he gets closer he tightens his arm around my neck. A couple more hard thrusts and he exclaims "I'm cumming" and cums balls deep in my ass. I have his load deep inside me right now so my body can absorb it.

I love getting fucked by gay daddies. Wish if I would've sucked my own biological dad , he had a nice meaty uncut cock just like mine. The first cock i sucked was from a gay guy I met on a gay sex site over 10 years ago.

Part 5 Panting and covered in sweat I finally reached the park, stopping at the same spot I stopped last week when I met Drew. Straddling my bicycle I could feel my hard meat straining against my shorts. I knew my underwear was soaked with the precum oozing from my cockhead. I had to stop myself from grabbing my groin and stroking. My eyes were darting all around, desperate to see Drew. But I didn't see him. I looked at my watch and noted it was around the same time of day as last week. Damn! I said to myself. Where is he? I need him to be here. This whole past week I kept reliving everything Drew and I did together in his apartment. I remembered the taste of his lips and precum, how much I loved eating his hole. I jacked off again and again at the memory of the tight warm wetness of his ass as I fucked him over and over as he encouraged me to breed him, to fuck my cum into him. My married cheating cum he called it a number of times which for some reason had heightened my lust. I found myself also wanting more of whatever it was we had smoked. It had made me let him take me down a path that I wanted to travel again. I had found myself checking out gay porn on the computer and jacking off to it every day. Drew had awakened urges inside me and I needed to satisfy those urges more. There weren't many people in the park but I realized I was noticing a few guys who were in sight. Some were maybe my age and others looked to be closer to Drew's age and I started wondering what they looked like naked. My gaze settled on a pair of guys coming out of a cluster of trees. My first thought was that it was a dad and his son out together in the park. They were walking slowly together talking to each other obviously. The older guy was mid 40's I guessed. Clean shaven, dark curly hair, wearing a pair of shorts that showed off tanned hairy legs, a tight white t-shirt and sandals. The younger one was also clean shaven with short brown hair and wearing sneakers – no socks – and a pair of gym shorts. He was carrying a t-shirt in one hand leaving his muscled hairy chest in plain sight. I wanted to run my tongue through his chest hair and hear him moan. They were walking in my direction and I kept watching. Then I saw the older guy run his hand down the young guy's ripped stomach and they were close enough for me to hear the boy moan. Hardly believing what I saw the boy moved his hand and cupped the other guy's crotch. Right there in the open! My dick was throbbing! I glanced quickly around and noticed no one else was near. It was just the 3 of us. Surely they weren't dad and son I told myself but their touching each other had me thinking of Drew and how he called me daddy. One more thing that turned me on but I couldn't say why. As they got nearer to me the young guy looked up and noticed me, still straddling my bicycle and looking at them. I could now see his lips were full and his eyes were a bright green. He grinned at me and said, “Hey man. How you doing?”, drawing the older guy's attention to me as well. I could make out flecks of gray in his dark hair and was very aware of his hard nips evident under his tight shirt. I felt an urge to lick and suck on them. He grinned too. “Nice bike guy. This is a good place to ride isn't it?” Trying to gain my composure I agreed that it was and that this was only my second time here. Before they had a chance to respond I heard myself asking, “Were you all in the trees just now? It looked like I saw you just appear out of the group of trees.” They looked at each other quickly and the young guy smiled and said, “Yeah but we weren't just in the trees. There's a path where you saw us come out that goes back into the park. It's private and secluded and you can see things that you won't see out here.” “Damn right!” the older guy said and they both snickered. “You oughta check it out,” he continued. “Yeah, c'mon,” the boy said. “We'll show you.” I couldn't say what it was but something about the way they were looking at me and their eagerness to show me this path was making me want to go with them. “I guess not,” I said unconvincingly. “I don't want to leave my bicycle out here where someone could steal it.” The good looking older guy told me the path was wide enough and I could bring my bike with me. I heard myself agreeing to let them show me the path and we headed in that direction. As we walked the boy told me his name was Ryan and the older guy introduced himself as Kevin. I told them my name and we said it was nice to meet each other. We approached the spot that I saw them exit the trees and sure enough there was a fairly wide path leading deeper into the cluster of trees. The path looked pretty well used and I mentioned this. “Oh yeah,” Kevin said smiling at Ryan. “It's used a lot. It's very popular.” He laughed and led the way with me following behind him and Ryan behind me. I couldn't help but notice how good Kevin's ass looked in his tight shorts and tried not to stare but wasn't doing a good job of it apparently. Because suddenly I felt Ryan right next to me and he said, “Yeah looks pretty hot, huh?” I stopped and looked at him. I stuttered a bit and asked him what he was talking about. Ryan grinned at me and licked his lips. “You know, Justin. Kevin's ass. Looks damn good with those tight shorts on doesn't it?” He ran a hand through the dark hair on his chest and involuntarily I let out a low moan. “What are you two talking about?” Kevin asked walking back toward us. Ryan didn't take his eyes off me as he answered Kevin, “Justin and I were saying how hot your ass looks in those tight shorts. Weren't we Justin?” “Yeah?” Kevin asked standing right in front of me. “I'm glad you think so Justin. You're damn hot yourself. Want to see my ass without the shorts on?” My heart and head were pounding as I felt my cock aching to get out of my shorts. Not waiting for an answer Kevin turned around in front of me, unsnapped the button on his shorts and let them drop to the ground. I gasped seeing his tight muscled hairy ass cheeks. “Hot ass isn't it Justin?” Ryan whispered as I felt his grip on my bulging crotch. “Bet you wanna touch it. Maybe even taste it, huh? His ass tastes so good. And he loves having it tongued.” “Fuck yeah I do!” Kevin answered wiggling his perfect bare ass at me. “Come on stud, eat my hole! Get your tongue in there!” I was moaning loudly now and felt Ryan pushing my shoulders down until I was on my knees, my face just inches from Kevin's bare exposed hairy hole. All the built up lust and need from the past week washed over me and I grabbed those meaty hairy cheeks and pulling them apart I buried my face and tongue in the offered hole. All it took was the first taste and I was devouring his manhole as passionately as I had eaten out Drew's last week. “Oh fuck yeah man!” Kevin cried out. “That's it stud! Eat that hairy hole. Get in their deep! Damn dude you're making my hole feel so fucking good!” I was licking and kissing and sucking on his hole probing as deep inside him as I could. I realized in my obsessed mind that I was tasting something that I hadn't tasted when I ate Drew's hole. Something kind of tart and wet. It took me a moment to realize what it was. There was cum in Kevin's asshole and I was sucking it out of him and swallowing it as I ate his ass! Oh fuck! I felt Ryan's wet lips at my ear and heard him whisper, “Yeah you're tasting that cum in there now aren't you Justin? Yeah man that's it. Eat his ass and suck that cum out of there. Suck MY cum out of his ass daddy!” What?! I screamed in my head. Ryan's cum in Kevin's ass? Ryan fucked Kevin?! Oh fuck!! I ate and sucked harder as I realized what Ryan had just told me. (to be continued)

not a chub but still no load refused .... as long as a cock is spraying my insides with cum im happy af. but Hot story chub4poz i blew a load to it. : )

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Part 7 We drove in silence and I looked out the window. The past hour had been a whirlwind. After my friend dropped the bomb that he was leaving me to my own devices, I had been surprised and unsure of what was next. He assured me that he felt terrible and wanted to have more of me, but couldn't lose another job because of this. He wen't back inside to say his goodbye's. I pulled out my phone to look for an Uber. "Leaving so soon?" Timothy asked. "I'm not sure what to do." I said, genuine uncertainty creeping into my voice. "Welll..." he started, almost timidly. "Would you like to get out of here... with me?" I looked up to him from my phone and regarded him for a long moment, a big smile then broke out on my face which cause the same on his face. "Yes, yes I'd like that a lot" My friend returned, said goodbye to Tim and then apologetically made his goodbyes to me. He kissed me deep and said "You are so hot and I loved introducing you to this, we WILL see each other again. Ill call you when I'm out of work and see where you are and If your still partying. You got an Uber?" "I got a ride, yes." I said catching Timothy's eye. "Okay then. Here's a little something to make up for my leaving you. Just a little T. enjoy it" Then he was gone we watched him go. I chuckled realizing I never did get his name. We sat back down for ten minutes or so casually chatting and getting to know one another. He was a nice guy. A teacher, late 30's. A dry wit. Seemed to have great friends and family. He lived a town away from me in the suburbs. He said he didn't do this much. He seemed in control of his use. He was a lot like me. A normal guy with a secret dirty side. I felt so connected to him. My friend had been way more intense and used frequently, it scared me a little. I couldn't become that... But Timothy. It seemed like a course I could follow. Have a secret life but keep my normal one as well. "I want to feel your naked body against mine so bad. Are you ready to leave?" He asked me. We made our way through the house, nodding goodbye's along the way and made our way to his car. _ - _ - _ As we drove I realized, I had no clue where we were going ans asked him. "Is my place okay?" "Yeah. Perfect. I'll be closer to home then. Less money for a car after." "Don't be ridiculous. I'll drive you home" I smiled. I don't know what it was about this guy but he made me feel safe. We walked into his place at 11p on the dot. It was warm and modern. a compact 1 bedroom in a condo building. The kitchen was open to the living room and the bathroom and bedroom were set back. We had a quick something to eat as we talked and both downed some water. We talked and laughed. If this were a "normal" date, I would have been interested. The fact that this was so much more, I was very interested. He suggested I hop in the shower and said he'd lay something out for me to wear, I could put it on while he showered. Before I went into the bathroom, he handed me two vitamins and a viagra. I chuckled and swallowed them down with water as he told me it was important to keep up my strength when partying. I showered and let the whole day fill my thoughts. How was it only 11p? I was exhausted. After, I dried off and wrapped a towel around me and went to the bedroom. I put my clothes in a neat pile with the little bag I'd brought from home. Timothy came and kissed me. "You look sexy, I left an outfit from my collection on the bed. It should fit, we're pretty comparable. I also took the liberty of prepping a drink for you. There's G in it." He then took his drink and went into the bathroom. I put on the jockstrap he'd left for me. It was cobalt blue. There was a huge full size mirror against the wall and I looked into it assessing how I looked while I started to sip my drink. It looked well on me. Timothy returned in just a yellow jockstrap. Wow, he was gorgeous. His body was tight without being overly muscular. His package seemed large and inviting. By this time we were both nearly done with our drinks. We raise our glasses, finishing it off. "You smoke?" He asked pulling out a pipe he had prepared from his dresser shelf. We passed the pipe sitting in two arm chairs in a window nook of his bedroom, enjoying it for several minutes. I could feel myself loosening even more with every exhale of white smoke, unsure weather it was the T, the G or both combining in a happy marriage. When the pipe was spent we made out. The passion grew with every second and we both were growing hard in our jockstraps. "Would you be interested in these?" he asked after he pulled apart from me and opened a draw pulling out two points. "Yeah...absolutely" I said We went back out to the kitchen to prepare them. I sat at the island and he stood by it's counter. "Do you know how to do this?" I shook my head and he nodded. He then walked me through how to build a point. I was grateful that he was being so instructional. He made ours of equal size, telling me it was .3 then we retreated to the foot of the bed and sat. he tied off both our arms. "I'm going to get you started, then do me. When I say go all you'll have to do is empty it into your arm, okay?" I nodded. and watched as he got to work. He got the needle in me effortlessly and pulled back as it registered. I then watched him do the same to himself. It was so hot. as he registered he looked me in the eye and said "Now. We both looked down and emptied the mix into our veins. We both extracted the needles, capped them and put them down. We next untied out tourniquets and then looked to each other waiting for the rush to hit. End Part 7

-Part 5- We were now in his car- I was filled with anticipation for what was to come. I had asked where we were going and was told not to worry about it. The car came to a stop in a parking lot and he said "come on". I did. I was surprised to find us at an ice cream store. He got us both vanilla soft serve and we sat outside. "It's important to eat, never forget that little one. Maybe later I'll take you to dinner. Or maybe we'll be occupied with other activities" he said. And then something taboo happened: we got to know each other. He told me what had led him to here and I told him about me. He was a good guy. It took away a little of the mystery but now I was even more excited to connect with him. maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me. I wondered if this could ever be something real? That terrified me. ______ "Come on in" He said as he opened the door to his place. "My roomate won't be home for a few hours, This will do for an hour or two- until its time" He led me to his room "I'm just subletting till I find my own place, excuse the mess" I looked around and it was pretty barebones: bed, nightstand and a bunch of boxes against the wall. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. with his hands at my sides he grabbed at the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I turned to face him. he was naked except his jock. When had he stripped? It was hot. "What now?" I asked. "Well- that depends how adventurous you are?" "Try me" "famous last words, little one" And then he pulled me to him, making out fiercely. tongues on tongues. Minutes or years passed and he broke us apart and said "follow me". He led me to the en suite bathroom attached to his room and turned on the full shower. While it warmed he explained "We're out of stuff. Just for the moment- but if you trust me I have a plan to keep you feeling good, hop in the shower" I took off my clothes and he hummed in appreciation. I was never one to feel great about my body but he made me feel sexy. I felt seen. I got under the water and the sensation of the warm water cascading down my body was something else all together. He got in and we made out in the steaming shower. feeling each other and jerking each others cocks to full hardness. He had a bottle of lube in the shower and used it to lube his cock and my ass and bent me over. He started to fuck me nice and slow. I was enjoying this moment so much. As he fucked me he pulled himself into me and forced a whisper in my ear "You ready?" "For what?" "For our next adventure" and with that i felt warmth in my ass at first I was confused. Was he filling me with cum? And then I realized...piss. He was filling me with piss. I'd always harbored a secret fetish for piss so moaned in appreciation. "Good boy. Let me fill you up. This isn't just piss. this is chem piss. You'll be soaring again very soon. do you have any for me?" he asked. grabbing a cup from the ledge. Instinctively I knew to follow orders and fill the cup with my own piss. I did. and handed it back to him. he raised the glass in a cheers motion and then brought it to my lips and had me take a sip. Then he drained the rest. By the time he was done the chem piss was starting to take hold. He slipped out of the shower saying "meet me in the bedroom when your ready" . A few minutes late I met him in the bedroom. Things had changed. The blinds were down. a pleather sheet was on the bed. and the contents of one of the boxes had been upended. It was full of sex toys. A few dildos, butt plugs, poppers, cuffs and restraints. And there he was. Sexy as all fuck in a mask, black leather chaps, and a cock ring. he grabbed my hands and cuffed them in a leather cuff. Then forced a black mesh jockstrap on me with a comment that "My dick wasn't necessary right now" He kneeled me on the bed and entered me. Fucking me hard. both of us flying high on the chempiss. So many positions, toys, moment of sweat and sex flashed before my eyes. High on chempiss and poppers, two hours passed effortlessly. I had just relaxed into a post orgasm moment. Content with his cum in my hole when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered. A few quick exchanges. Then he hung up. "Okay, little one. It's time." Lets get cleaned up and out the door. Within minutes we were on the road once more. Where to now? I had stopped caring and just trusted I'd get to where I needed to be. End part 5