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Prologue You’d never be able to tell by the way that I look that the cute little twink next door with the perfect boyfriend was a deviant cock whore that craved nothing more then to be filled with cum as much as possible. My cum lust was going to be my downfall. Here I was freshly 19 chained to a sling getting my tight hole pounded by a hung daddy. “Yeah boy take my cock you slutty little faggot” said the daddy. Behind him there was a line of men forming all waiting for a chance to get in my hole and fill me with cum. “Oh god daddy, please fuck me. I’m yours, make me yours please.” I said. “Oh yeah baby keep begging like that and I’m gonna cum.” Growled Daddy. “Please Daddy give me your cum.” I begged. “Mmm. Fuck baby I love your hole I’ve been waiting for this for weeks. What kind of cum am I gonna give you?” Asked Daddy. “Poz cum daddy.” I replied. “Oh you’re gonna get it boy. I’m about to Poz your stupid neg faggot ass. Are you ready for it boy?” Questioned Daddy. “Yes. Please daddy Poz me. Make yours forever, ruin me. Knock my faggot ass up daddy.” I responded.

My Master and I have been working hard on training me on two fronts - drinking piss, and being fisted. Every day for the past month, after my daily breeding, I've been training to drink my Master's piss. I've gotten to the point now where I can reliably drink straight from the tap without spilling. As part of this training, he will also periodically fill my water bottle with piss that I am to drink throughout the day. It's humiliating, but at the same time it feels right. For fisting practice, we've been using toys to stretch my hole out - I can take a toy that is about 9 inches in circumference now with some effort. Even though I am pretty sure I could take a small fist, my Master has really big hands, so we still have more work to do. As a reward for my progress, my Master set up a cumdump session, where I was to be hooded and used anonymously by any man who wanted, no load refused. He also said he'd been showing his acquaintances some of the videos of our sessions, and there was a lot of interest in them wanting to breed me. I also hadn't been allowed to cum in more than a week, so I was extra horny leading up to it. We rented a motel room and after stripping, my Master put a leather hood on me which had a mouth hole but no eyes which left me blind but with my mouth still available for use. I waited on the bed on all fours, while my Master used apps to get even more guys lined up to use me. The first guy to arrive wasted no time, and I felt a cock pushed into my mouth. The cock was dirty and smelled of piss but that just reinforced the headspace I was in - I was here to service any man who wanted to use me, with no regard to my own preferences or comfort. After getting his dick wet, the man got up, lined his cock up to my hole, and slammed into me in one thrust. The fuck was quick and fast, and it didn't take long before he came in me. He pulled out and came back around and had me clean off his cock with my mouth. He said 'thanks' to my Master, before leaving. My Master came over and scooped up some of the cum that had leaked out of my ass and smeared some under my nose just beneath the hood (he knows how much the smell of cum makes me horny), and fed the rest to me, before making out with me. The second and third guys to show up were also quick fucks, guys just wanting to drop a load in a willing hole. The second cock was pretty girthy, and the third was longer but thinner. Both used me without a word, and came quickly. Two of my Master's acquaintances arrived shortly after, which I assumed because they addressed him by name as they arrived. "Damn, what a sight!" one of them exclaimed. There was some small talk and the sound of clothes being shed, and my Master encouraging them to have fun. I felt a hand on my back and a tongue on my hole. I moaned appreciatively, and soon a cock was in my mouth. The tongue on my ass was soon replaced with a cock, and I had a cock in both ends, alternating between bottoming out on a cock in my ass and gagging on the cock in my mouth. I clenched my ass muscles in rhythm with the fucking, so that my ass was milking the cock in it - relax when he pushed in, squeeze when he pulled out. They complemented me on what a well trained faggot I was. This went on for a while, with the two of them exchanging positions. During this, a third person showed up, and the man in my mouth invited him over and said they could make room. I was repositioned for a DP, with one guy lying on his back on the bed, me on top riding his cock facing forward, the second guy behind me, and the third guy standing in front of me so he could use my mouth. The newcomer who was abusing my throat had a pretty big dick and was very rough, making me gag repeatedly. Apparently it also made my hole spasm because the two guys double penetrating me remarked that that made my hole tighten and spasm on their cocks, and that he should keep 'gagging the fag'. Not long after this, the two guys DP'ing me came in me in quick succession. I was quickly thrown onto the bed on my back, and the third guy lifted my legs onto his shoulders and resumed fucking me, now with his hands around my throat. The ensuing choke-fuck was violent, his cock slamming into me quickly and repeatedly. His hands would tighten and relax around my throat, choking me until I started to struggle, before relaxing and letting me breathe again. The complete loss of control and near-violence of the situation was extremely erotic, and combined with his cock slamming into my prostate repeatedly, my cock was hard and leaking, and eventually I shot a hands-free load. I heard a "fuck yeah" from a few people in the room, and then the top started to fuck me faster and faster, before he finally slammed into me and came, telling me to "take everything that I'm giving you, faggot". After he pulled out, I was flipped back onto my front on all fours, and another cock started fucking me. During the last fuck, apparently a number of other people had showed up, and I was fucked repeatedly in quick succession by a number of different cocks. I begged each man for their cum and thanked them afterwards. I was feeling an amazing high - being blindfolded and helpless, with total strangers using my body for their pleasure, and raw cock after raw cock filling my hole with cum - it just felt so 'right', with my primary purpose in life being to serve and please men. Even though I had just cum, I was already hard again. I spent the rest of the evening in a haze of pleasure. Being used by total strangers, drinking a few guys' piss, and being made to verbally acknowledge what I total faggot I was. I shot hands free one more time, and my hole was dripping by the end of it all. Eventually, I was alone again with just me and my Master. He took the hood off, and he fucked my sloppy hole to add one final load, while making with me. He said he was proud of me, and that I had taken 17 loads that night. He showed me some of the video he had taken, which was really hot to see after the fact. We ended up staying the night at the hotel, as I was exhausted and promptly passed out in short order. The next day, my Master mentioned to me that the training we were doing was in part because he was planning to pimp me out, in the literal sense - one of his friends told him that they were interested in 'acquiring my services' in order to live out their fantasies on a 'young college jock'. I'm both a little nervous about this, but also aroused - my Master he hasn't said exactly what that would entail, but he assured me I'd be trained and ready before going through with it.

Part 7 We stepped inside and were greeted by a thin nude man. He looked about middle aged and gaunt. I could see all his musculature through his skin. He looked generally unhealthy. But he did have a decent sized cock. As I was guided in by grandpa I was wondering why he unzipped my underwear. My dick and ass exposed seemed like a bit of a risky temptation for any shady types. There were a lot of guys in the place. Probably more or less of a dozen. Almost all of them were as thin as the door man. Some of them were chubby bears, some had body types like grandpa. Almost everyone was naked. The majority of them gathered around the center of the room in a circle surrounding something. “Let’s see what the commotion is shall we?” Grandpa guided me to the center towards the men in a circle. As I looked through some of them I could see a guy getting fucked on all fours while sucking another guy. Many others were stroking their cocks watching the scene. Some of them looked at me and I was feeling nervous at there glances. “Now that’s a good bottom, taking all those poz cocks raw. Wouldn’t you say Kenny?” Grandpa was rubbing my exposed ass. “Shouldn’t he be using protection?” Grandpa laughed, some other men near me rolled their eyes. I knew what kind of party this was but still. Grandpa started fingering my hole as more of the men were getting closer around us. The intrusion of his finger made me jump a bit. I tried to act casual while the others stared at the guy in the middle of the room getting relentlessly fucked by several sickly looking men. Grandpa was watching the show as well, his fingering me being only an afterthought. I didn’t want to gain anyone’s attention even though I could feel some eyes were looking at me. I couldn’t help but look around. Observing all the different types of men that were here. The oldest looked like a man in his 80s, he was short and chubby, his dick was thin but long. He had that typical tired grandpa vibe about him. In his case he could be my great grandpa. when I looked at him, his eyes met me and I quickly looked away. I didn’t want to signal to him I was interested or anything. I just stood there and played with my dick a little, while grandpa explored my ass with his finger. The men fucking the guy in the center of the room were grunting, I could see there movements hastening, it didn’t take long for them to reach orgasm and shoot their what I would assume poz loads inside of him. The sex looked pretty hot, but I definitely didn’t want to participate in it. “Hi there Mr. Lewis, who is this young boy you have with you?“ I heard a gravelly voice ask. It was the 80-year-old man from across the room, shit he came over here. “This is my grandson Kenny. I’m just showing him the ropes.“ Grandpa took his finger out of my ass and gave it a slap as he smiled towards the elderly man. “No kidding? Do you play with him?“ He was stroking his very erect thin cock that looked to be about eight or 9 inches long uncut with long saggy foreskin, his balls had a mess of grey and white hair sprinkled on them. “More or less. I’ve been teaching him what it’s like to get fucked. His ass is quite divine.” Grandpa started pushing on my back. “Bending over this chair boy. Let old Harmon here get a look at your beautiful bubble butt.“ I couldn’t help but do as I was told. There was a chair in front of me and I propped my hands on it, my ass up in the air. “Grandpa, are you sure this is OK?“ He used his thumbs to spread my cheeks apart, my ass hole on display. “Of course. Harmon here just wants to take a peek. Isn’t that right Harmon?” “Yes. I’d love to see inside of him. How about you spread his hole open more?“ Harmon walked up behind me. Grandpa stuck two fingers in my ass and started stretching me open. It hurt a little but I could feel myself opening up. “There, isn’t that a lovely wet cave he has?” Grandpa giggled, proud of showing me off like some sort of toy. “Oh yes. I can see inside of him nicely.“ Harmon stepped forward and put a hand on my ass, he was still stroking his cock as he got closer. “I think I’m going to spunk soon. Do you mind if I kiss his cave with my tip?“ “A few little love taps won’t hurt.” Harmon started slapping his dick on my ass, sliding up and down my crack, I could feel his foreskin glide over my hole as he rubbed it up and down. Then he positioned the tip directly at my opening, his foreskin kissing my hole almost like a suction cup. “Grandpa, isn’t this a bit much?“ He was still spreading my ass open for Harmon. “Don’t worry. I’m here. Nothing bad will happen to you. Just be a good boy and keep that ass up so my friend can see.” “Yes, his ass feels hot and slick. It’s going to make my sausage ooze in the moment.” Harmon kept stroking his dick at my entrance. Grandpa studiously holding my ass open. Then somebody else walked up to us. “Mr. Lewis is that you? Long time no see.“ I didn’t know who it was. They were out of my peripheral. Grandpa Lewis turned his head away and started engaging in small talk with the stranger. He was no longer looking at me and Harmon, but he still had his hands on my ass. I could hear Harmon grunting as he rubbed his shaft. Harmons hips started to move in once grandpa Lewis’s gaze was away. I could feel his cock head emerging from out of his foreskin as it dug inside of me. It slipped inside of me easily along with several inches of this shaft. Both of his hands were on my hips as he started to fuck me raw. I was too afraid to say anything. I was waiting for grandpa to look back and stop what Harmon was doing. “Oh yeah, that ass feels better then my own son’s boy.“ He then started slamming into me balls deep. His thrusting hurt, his thin cock felt like it was stabbing me on the inside. His hips smacking my ass, but his hips also smacked grandpa‘s hands as well. “What’s this? Oh Harmon. You silly old goat. Get that dirty thing out of there. You have a higher viral load then I do. He ain’t ready for that. He’s still neg” Harmon continued fucking me. “Just a moment. I’m getting close. I just need to dump my spunk in him and you can have him back.” “Nope. No more let’s get you out of there.” “How about a few more seconds? Just a bit? Maybe 20 or 30 or a minute?” “Ugh, fine you desperate old fart. You get 30 seconds but then pull out.” Harmon went to town drilling into me, moaning the entire time. “Grandpa he can’t!” I protested. “It’s only a little while. Harmon here doesn’t get much action. He’s older then what a lot of the other guys like. Just let him feel ya a few seconds longer.” “Yeah… oof oh fuck. A few seconds is all I’ll need, oh shit.” Harmon was getting really excited. Grandpa was studiously watching Harmon fuck my ass. A few guys in the room were watching us and jacking off. Harmon started to increase his pace. His hips slapping into me as I could feel his dagger jab my guts. His cock felt hard as a rock and my insides could barely take his harsh thrusts. “Oh fuck that’s good! Oh fuck! Oh it’s coming!” “And that’s time! Come on time to pull out.” Grandpa instructed. “A few more seconds! Oh! Oh!” “Perhaps. Are you cuming?” “Yes! Fuck I’m cuming now! AAAGH!!” Harmon arched his back and slammed balls deep. I felt his cock burry deep in me. Deep into the upper parts of my intestines, deeper than what it felt like it should have done. ”OOOOoooooh….. beautiful ass… beautiful hungry ass…” “That’s my queue. Let’s get you out before your tip starts spewing.” Grandpa put his hands on Harmons hips and started guiding him out of me. Harmon resisted a bit. Keeping his cock firmly planted in me. “Come on, I can see your old balls pulsing as we speak. Out you silly old goat.” Grandpa pulled and got his cock to slowly slide out. As his cock slid out of me his foreskin was the last to exit, a trail of clear pre stringing between his cock and my hole. “Oh nuts. Guess I’ll just have to shoot it in one of the others.” Harmon walked off to find another hole to breed. My ass still hurt from his harsh stabbing. “That was a close one there Kenny boy. But at least Harmon there could enjoy your ass a little.” I stood up, as my cheeks closed I could feel Harmons goo sticky between them. “Grandpa he almost came in me!” “But he didn’t. Fallow me, I need to take a piss.” Grandpa led me by the hand weaving between the questionable men, some of them copped a few fields of my dick and ass as we passed. We entered a bathroom together where he positioned me between him and the toilet. “OK Kenny, I want you to get on your knees. This next lesson I want you to drink all of grandpa‘s piss.“ “What!? Why? I don’t think I can do that!” He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees, he pointed his cock in my face. “Do you want to keep learning about gay life don’t you?“ “Well yeah I do, but this?“ He was waving his cock around, one hand on my face, the other on his dick rubbing it against my lips. “Then you need to know what it’s like to be a toilet for other men. You will be drinking plenty of piss from others. Perhaps you’ll drink a few loads from the guys here.” “But I don’t think I want to.“ As I opened my mouth to reply grandpa stuck his cock in my mouth. “Here’s the deal Kenny boy. I’m going to piss in your mouth and you’re going to drink it. Or if you don’t want to drink it I will have you switch places with the guy getting fucked in the middle of the room. What’s it going to be? My piss in your belly or poz cum from a dozen dirty men? I thought about my options. There’s no way I was going to get gangbanged like that. In comparison drinking some piss it didn’t seem so bad. I brought my hands up around grandpa‘s waist and started sucking his cock. “Good boy. Now you just relax and let grandpa fill you up.“ He put his hands on his hips and relaxed his body. He was looking at me and concentrating. There was about a minute of silence between the two of us with nothing happening. I was on my knees with my grandpa‘s cock in my mouth waiting for a torrent of urine to shoot out that I would have to do my best to drink. I knew that any second it was gonna come. The suspense was agonizing. Then I could taste it, grandpa started to squirt a few streams of piss into my mouth. It was salty and tart. I tried my best to swallow it, but then the stream burst fast. “Ahhhhhh… that’s nice.“ I was frantically trying to swallow as much as I could. Grandpa‘s piss was filling my mouth and shooting down my throat at high speed, some of it ran down my chin. I didn’t have a chance to breathe as I kept drinking the yellow flow. “Yeah that’s a good boy. You look so beautiful drinking your grandpa’s piss. I think I should have you do this every day.“ Eventually the stream calmed down and came to a stop. I swallowed the last mouth full and grandpa shook out the last few drops. My stomach felt full and my head was a little dizzy from the lack of air. Grandpa grabbed a towel to wipe off my face a little. I was still on my knees regathering myself. “You did well Kenny boy. I’m so proud of you. Now I need to go have a chat with my friend from earlier, how about you stay in here for a minute. You’ve seen how easy it is for these nasty men to slip up in you. i’ll be back soon.” Grandpa left me in the bathroom. I stood up and got to the sink, looking in the mirror. I looked at myself, half naked, wearing slutty underwear with my dick and ass exposed, just freshly swelled an older man’s piss and earlier had an old guy slipped his cock in me. I started to think about how I got to this point. I had come along way in just a few days. I was learning so much so fast. Being at this party was scary but there was some excitement in it too. I washed my face in the sink. Covering my face with my hands trying to get myself into a good headspace. Then I felt hands on my ass. It must have been grandpa. Was he back already? His dick was poking my ass. “You’re Mr. Lewis’s boy aren’t you?“ I looked in the mirror and behind me was the sickly skeletal man who answered the door from when we first came in. He was behind me holding my hips. “Uh, yes sir. I’m his grandson Kenny.“ I was getting a little freaked out. I tried not to show it. I was alone in the bathroom with this strange man at a poz party. My ass was exposed and he was behind me aiming his cock towards me. “Did I hear that right earlier? From when Harmon was fucking you? You’re neg?” He was rocking his hips back-and-forth, the tip of his cock massaging my slippery hole. “Yes sir. Grandpa wanted to show me what a poz party looked like. I am kind of new to the gay scene.” “That’s nice of him to bring you here. But you can’t be neg anymore, right? After Harmon fucked you and I’m sure Mr. Lewis has already bread your hole multiple times.“ “No, Mr. Herman pulled out and went to fuck somebody else. Grandpa has been inside me but he hasn’t shot inside me yet.“ “Yet? So I have access to a still virgin boy pussy?“ he was starting to push against my ass. “Yes sir, but I don’t want to get fucked here. I’m just observing. Yeah don’t think grandpa would like me doing this in here.” “This can be our little secret. You can’t come to a poz party without some poz come inside you. I’ll just slip in and blow off my load. How about that?“ “I don’t think so. Maybe I should leave.“ “Hmm, how about I just jack off and blow my load all over your ass cheeks? Good compromise?“ “Um… I guess so…” “Good, get on the floor. And bring that ass up.“ I did as instructed. I was on my knees, facedown on the floor of the bathroom, my ass was up in the air and the man squatted above me stroking his cock, and rubbing my ass. “Spread your cheeks apart. Let me see that hole.” I spread my ass cheeks apart. He was cock slapping me. I could heal his tip tapping against my ring. “Stick a couple of fingers in there. Spread it open. I want to see inside of you.“ I stuck my two index fingers in my ass and tried my best to spread my whole open for him. There was resistance but I felt like I was able to get it open some ways. “That’s good, I can see down inside of you. You’re a good little slut aren’t you?“ I didn’t know how to respond to that, I just wanted him to get off and be done with it. He put a hand on my back and slid his shaft up and down my spread open asshole. I could feel his hand bump me as he was jacking off. He then positioned the tip of his cock at my opening, and was applying pressure. “Fuck yeah I’m going to blow my load all over your ass boy.“ “Yes sir please shoot your load.“ Good, he was going to finish up and I couldn’t get out of there and find grandpa. “You’re ready boy? Are you ready for my poz cum?” “Yes sir…” “Fuck here it comes!” I could feel the motions of his hand vigorously stroking his cock as he was getting ready to ejaculate. The tip of his cock still poking my hole as he was winding up to spurt. “Shit! AAH! YEAH!” I felt his cock blast it’s sperm. My ass was getting covered with it. Stream after stream of hot white sticky lava trenching my asshole and running down my taint, covering my balls. “Oh fuck yeah. Look at all of that. It’s all pooling on that slut hole of yours.” The man then grabbed my ass and squished my cheeks together. I could feel the cum gush out from between my cheeks. I stood up and wandered to the door. I wanted to leave. “Thanks. That was fun. Next time you should let me shoot it inside you.“ I left without saying a word. I tried looking for grandpa amongst the party. The lights darkened and few ambient sources gave little visibility. It seemed like they were setting the mood for more intense play. It was hard to find grandpa around. He was shorter than most so wherever he was he wasn’t visible through the crowd. I weaved between body after body wandering around the apartment. I felt a few hands touching me as I wandered. Cum was still dripping down my ass. I felt a couple hands trying to reach between my cheeks and enter my ass, but I walked away and kept the search. I tried fiddling with my zipper to close myself up so I wouldn’t get any more intruders. I zipped myself down covering my dick up and tried reaching behind me to cover up my ass as I was walking but I was interrupted as a bunch of guys on the floor in front of me were fucking one another blocking my path. one of them was a chubby middle-aged bear on his hands and knees sucking another guys cock. I stopped to try to find a way around them. That’s when I felt a pair of hands on my hips. The guy behind me didn’t say a word. I was trying to walk away but the crowd around me was closing in and I was having a hard time looking for an opening. The stranger behind me then took his cock and started slipping it between my ass cheeks. With the forceful thrust he jammed his cock deep up in my ass and started fucking me standing up. The initial intrusion startled me a bit making me freeze up a little. He got seven or eight thrusts in me before I pulled away and got on my hands and knees. I decided that I would try to crawl underneath the chubby bear sucking cock since underneath him seem to be the only way to get through. The bear was caressing me as I was shimmying under his belly. His hands were pulling down my underwear. He stopped sucking the guy in front of him and as I was almost on the other side, the bear swung his leg over and laid his bodyweight down on top of me. I felt him plunge his short but very thick cock in me and grab my shoulders. He began fucking me and I heard the loud slaps of his belly and hips smacking into my body. His large weight pinning me down. He was grunting like an animal as he was hammering away. I couldn’t move. My hole was getting assaulted. His fat cock going in and out of me sounded like wet sloppy plunging. I could feel myself getting stretched by him. He must have been as thick as a soda can. As he was going to work on me I was trying to think about how to get out of the situation. But I couldn’t move. The chubby bear was having his way, thoroughly enjoying my ass. I felt like he fucked me for about 10 or 15 minutes. Then he changed positions. He got up on his knees and pulled my ass up and started jamming his cock in and out of me hard and fast. I tried taking the opportunity of the new position to get away but he was holding me tight at the hips. As he was fucking me he eventually came to a sudden halt and thrusted his hips forward hard and deep. After a few seconds his grip loosened up and I took that as my opportunity to crawl away, his short fat cock popping out of me with a squelching sound. I crawled through the bodies. My underwear were gone at that point. Grunts and moans filled the dark room. The smell of body sweat and sex was everywhere. Another guy grabbed me as I crawled and positioned over me. Before I could get away he plunged his cock in me too. He was longer then the bear but not as thick. He swung his leg over and stepped on my face. Fucking me with his dirty foot smearing me. It stank and was sweaty. He thrusting was frantic and clumsy. His foot rubbing all over my mouth nose and face. With out any other optioned I stuck my tongue out and started licking his foot. Hoping that would turn his attention towards foot play instead of fucking. I think I was right. As I sucked his toes he stopped fucking. He let me lick his foot for a moment then pulled his cock out and walked away. I tried to find some place to go where I could get away from the party. I couldn’t see grandpa but then again I couldn’t see anything very clearly. Just body shapes. At one point I found a door in a hall. It must have been a bedroom or something, I figured I could wait there. The door was locked so I couldn’t get in. But there was a hole in the door a couple feet off the ground. It looked big enough for me to squeeze through. I tried crawling through but it was tight. I made it halfway but my hips were stuck. Inside the bedroom was as dark as the rest of the apartment with only a few dim lights around the room giving vague ambient lighting. Not enough to see anything clearly. There were bodies in here too. It seemed almost as full as the main room. I contemplated wither to try and squeeze all the way in or get out and head for another part of the apartment, but then I felt another cock penetrate me. Someone was fucking me with my ass sticking out of the door hole. I tried pulling myself in the room but another guy shoved his cock in my mouth. I couldn’t see who it was but it was an average sized cock. The guy on the other side of the door kept fucking me as I was getting mouth fucked. I couldn’t concentrate on blowing him since the ass pounding was harsh. The guy in front of me gave up and resorted to just jacking off and blew a load in my hair, I could feel it run down my forehead. The guy fucking me eventually stopped but as soon as he left my ass another cock replaced it. This cock was long and thinner, stabbing my guts. His fucking was slow and steady. Someone else grabbed one of my feet and I felt something warm and wet rubbing on it. As it ran up my sole and over my heel, I could feel his balls with my toes. He was fucking my foot. On the other side I felt some one lift my other foot and started sucking my toes. I had to admit that having my feet worked over by two guys was hot but this situation was not ideal. One guy licking my foot, another fucking my other foot and a cock in my ass. In the room there were two other guys jacking off over me. I guess I had to expect more cum loads to the face. But a third guy who was tall and fat walked over. He turned around and put his ass in my face. A couple of the other guys pushed my face in there and I had no choice but to lick his ass. His hole was big and wet. He was clearly fucked fresh. I stuck my tongue in there and worked his hole around. It was very cummy. I rimmed him for a good bit of time when I felt him start pushing. Among the party noises I could make out him grunting. His hole pushed toward my mouth and a burst of cum filled my mouth. This man was feeding me his cum loads straight from his ass! I did my best to swallow it but then he pushed again and another gush of cum came out. My mouth filled again with strong flavored cum and I swallowed it again. I thought that would be enough but his ass wouldn’t stop. It was gushing another load. Holy shit how many guys fucked this man?! I swallowed the cum and he filled my mouth again. I must have drank five or six mouths full of ass cum from this guy. Eventually he ran out and I licked his as clean. He seemed satisfied and left. The other guys around me shot their loads on my back and face. Meanwhile on the other side of the door there was a different cock in me. I hadn’t even noticed the change. From the long cock to this cock. I couldn’t tell how long he had been fucking me but he pulled out of me and started fingering me. He put two fingers in, then three. Then he tried putting four fingers in. He was pushing in hard and my ass was hurting bad from it. At that point I knew what he was trying to do. I didn’t want to get fisted! I put my hands on the door and pulled my ass through as hard as I could. I was successful and my ass popped through the door hole and the man’s fingers left me. I was all the way in the room now. My feet were wet and slimy with slobber and cum. I had cum dripping down my head and my belly was full of grandpa’s piss and several loads of ass cum. What the hell have I gotten myself into? I looked through the dark and between the bodies I could so someone familiar, it was an older short man. That had to be grandpa. My ass hurt too much to stand so I crawled over to him. I saw his feet and started kissing them hoping that would get his attention. Grandpa raised his foot and let me suck his toes. The flavor was definitely him. ‘That’s right grandpa, it’s me.’ I though to myself. He must have recognized me because he walked behind me and grabbed my hips to help me up. Finally I could get out of here. But then I felt my ass get poked with a familiar giant mushroom cockhead. ‘Oh shit he doesn’t see it’s me!’ Grandpa then slammed his cock in me balls deep. It hurt so bad getting that monster cock so deep so fast. His fucking was different. It was bestial, unrestrained. I could feel my insides getting torn apart by his battering ram. I opened my mouth to say something when another cock went in my mouth. It was long and thin and had sagging forskin. It was Harmon. Harmon was throat fucking me. I was being spit roasted by my grandpa and someone who could possibly be old enough to be his dad as well. The two of them fucked both my holes without mercy. Grandpa slammed away like he was at an Olympic event. Harmon jamming his cock down my throat. Poking it into my esophagus. I didn’t know how long I could take it. But then Harmon pulled out. I coughed, trying to catch my breath. My throat was sore and I wasn’t able to speak in that moment. Harmon walked around and said something to grandpa. Was that it? Did they finally recognize me? No, not yet. Grandpa pulled me onto his lap as he sat on the floor. Harmon got in front of me and sat with his legs wrapped around grandpa. The two of them positioned their cocks together and guided my ass down on the booth of them. I was getting double penetrated! Both their tips pressed against me and my body was being lowered down. My ass opened up and swallowed both of them. I was lowered down and I felt them slip up into me and they moved my body making me ride them up and down. Harmon in front of me stuck his tongue in my mouth and was making out with me, his spit taste like cum and feet. More specifically grandpas feet. I was surprised that I could recognize his flavor on Harmon’s mouth. He must have given grandpa foot service before I came. Harman explored my mouth with his tongue as grandpa bounced me up and down on both of their cocks. Normally two at once would be too much but beer can bear definitely helped loosen me up. Someone came over to grandpa and had his suck their cock. He must have really enjoyed it because his attention was off of me and onto the man he was sucking. Grandpa pulled out of me and started giving robin his head to the stranger. I was left sitting in Harmons lap. He was still kissing me and throwing his tongue in me. Arman positioned me on my back on the floor and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He was now sucking me quickly like he did last time. In this position with my legs spread I could feel his cock sinking deep into me, deeper than last time. It was painful and I don’t think my guts were supposed to get sucked that deep but he plowed away regardless. He was looking me in the eye as he was plapping away. I think he knew who I was. He’s leading close to me as he continued his drilling, nearly fooling me and a half. He licked my ear a little as he whispered to me. “I’m glad I could have your ass again. You are a good boy for spreading your ass for me. I’m going to make you my slave boy. How about you come home with me? I’ll be your grandpa. And I will do things to you that he would never dare try.” His fucking continued. “No, I have a grandpa. I want him to do those things to me.” I could barely think with his harsh assault on my insides. “Well I’m going to sneak you out of this party with me. Tie you up in my bedroom. You would like that wouldn’t you? Being a sex slave to this dirty old man?” I couldn’t say anything. My body felt completely at the mercy of his cock drilling into me. Then his fucking stopped. Harmon got up and took me by the hand. “Come now while he is preoccupied. You’re coming with me.” Arman was guiding me out of the bedroom. Opening the door with the hole in it and then out into the hallway. He was wheezing me between last phone bodies left and right looking for the door. Holy shit I thought to myself, what’s happening? Is he really taking me to his place? What sort of things would he want to do to me? Would grandpa know where I was? we were by the front door of the apartment now, Herman was getting ready to exit with me when he stopped and turn towards me. He grabbed me by the head and pulled me in for another kiss with tongue. I could hear guys around his grunting and moaning still it sounded like some of them were fairly close. As Carmen made out with me he ran his hands down my back and grab my ass cheeks and spread them apart. “Hey you there. Are you blowing a load? Here dump it in this.“ What? Who is he talking to? Then suddenly somebody came up behind me and slammed his cock up my ass to the hilt, he thrust in me three or four times then granted loudly in my ear. He lunged his hips forward pressing me into harming and held that position for a moment then relaxed and let out a sigh. He stepped back and pulled out. “I’m going to be giving you a lot more than that Kenny. I promise you, he won’t be recognizable when I’m finished.“ Armen open the door to the hallway and pointed me in the direction of the exit. I didn’t want to go, I wanted to go back and find grandpa. I felt my body freeze up in fear. Armin went behind me and forcefully jammed his cock up in my ass again and started fucking me standing up. Every thrust of his cause me to take another step forward closer into the darkness of the hallway and away from the party. When we got out in the hall Harmon was still thrusting his cock into my ass as he reached for the door to shut it behind us. That’s when I realized what was happening. I was being taken by this horny elderly predator, going to his apartment to do God knows what. I looked behind me to see back into the party, the dim ambient lighting was barely visible but then went totally black as Harmon shut the door. He kept fucking my ass making me walk towards his place. He opened the door and fucked me in side the threshold and shut it behind him.

Part 17 I'm not sure but I think I blacked out but not for long. When I came to Kevin's solid fit body was still laying on top of me and he was still breathing heavy with his face buried against my neck. And his thick cock was still in my cummy asshole and it was still hard. Opening my eyes my vision was blurred and I had trouble focusing. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest and in my temples, causing me to close my eyes again. Two intense fucks back to back, first from Drew then from Kevin, had me exhausted physically. Yet, still, a voice in my head was saying not to stop now. I wanted more. That thought had barely entered my head when I was aware of a wet cockhead pressing against my lips. I opened my mouth and felt hard flesh pushing in. At the same moment, I opened my eyes to see Ryan kneeling by my head sliding more of his dick into my mouth. Our eyes locked in mutual heat and animalistic hunger. Instinctively I grabbed his asscheeks to pull more of his meat toward my throat. Ryan grinned hotly at me and ran one big hand through my sweat-drenched hair. “Oh yeah, Justin. Suck my big cock and get it hard and wet. Get it ready to slide all the way in your guts.” I moaned around his fat rod as my lips seemed stretched wider than ever. But I didn't mind. I wanted to suck him and taste him and make him feel good. His precum was covering my taste buds making me eager for more. I hummed around his cock and tightened the muscles in my mouth squeezing down on his shaft. “Fuck yeah, man!” he moaned loudly. “I can't wait to feel your cheating daddy ass squeeze my cock like that when I fuck you.” His dirty talk was making me hornier. Ryan's big dick came out of my nursing mouth suddenly as he had to change his position when Kevin finally stirred and raised his head from my neck. “Fuck buddy!” Kevin breathed huskily, his face mere inches from mine. “You got one damn sweet ass man. I haven't cum that hard or that much for a long time! Your hole felt so damn good around my bare cock. I'm going to be wanting some more of it,” he said with a glint in his eyes. “You'll get more,” Drew's voice said. “Now that Daddy Justin knows how good it feels to get fucked I'm sure he's going to be wanting more too.” “Damn right!” I croaked eliciting a laugh from all 3 studs. “But,” Drew continued, “it's Ryan's turn now to fill him with more cock and more cum.” “Hell yeah it is! So get your dick out of him Kevin so I can give him mine,” Ryan said in a playful tone but leaving no doubt he was more than ready to fuck me and add his cum to what Drew and Kevin had already spewed in me. “All right, all right. Let me pull out first,” Kevin murmured making all three of them laugh again. I let out a long guttural groan as I felt Kevin's long still-hard cock withdrawing from the depths of my hole. He kept pulling and pulling until finally I felt it tug at my abused asslips as his cockhead came free. Then I heard Kevin saying, “Damn guys look how his hole closed right back up as soon as my dick came out. He's not losing any of the cum in him.” Then I felt Ryan's muscled hairy body stretching over mine as he stood between my legs and pressed forward against my naked flesh. We didn't say a word as we opened our mouths and slid our tongues between each other's lips. I could feel Ryan's precum covered mushroom head pushing against my pucker as we made out. Another hard bare cock seeking entry to my tweaked up cheating married daddy ass as Drew called it. And I wasn't going to deny what we both wanted at that moment. I pulled my mouth from Ryan's and stared into his handsome sweaty face and black pupils. “Fuck me, Ryan. Shove your hard cock all the way in my hole and fucking use it until you cum! Breed me damn it! Breed me!” “Whatever you say, daddy,” Ryan huffed then did exactly that. He shoved every thick hard bare inch of his manhood balls deep into my guts. I tried to scream but the force of his thrust into me knocked the breath out of me so all I could do was gasp. Ryan had not moved his cock any at all once he had it buried in my ass. I was still trying to catch my breath and fight the feeling that I was going to pass out. Then Ryan's face above mine, one hand playing with my hard nips. “Breathe, dude,” he whispered softly, gently pecking my lips. “Just breathe and let your ass adjust to it all. Focus on how good it feels having another dick inside you. You get hot feeling your ass filled with another cock don't you daddy? It turns you on knowing that you're letting three men fuck you and breed you. And you love giving yourself up to the sleazy forbidden sex. And doing it all behind her back makes it so much hotter and better. Right?” Ryan's soft seductive voice, his dirty talk about cocks and getting bred all helped me to regroup. And he was right. It WAS hotter knowing that my wife had no clue. I felt Ryan flex his massive tool inside me and it made me groan. “Yeah, it feels so good, so perfect with a dick in my hole. And knowing she doesn't know...is...even better,” I said in a low voice. Then feeling a sensuous darkness overwhelm me I grabbed his furry hard nips in my hands and told him, “Fuck me, Ryan! Hard and deep! Give it all to me!” Then as if out of nowhere I heard Drew say, “He's going to, Daddy Justin. Don't worry. But first take some more fuck smoke to get you good and ready.” Drew knew I wouldn't turn down more fuck smoke, even with a cock in my guts. I took three long pulls on the glass pipe and felt the buzz run through me. I knew this was going to be another awesome fuck!! (to be continued)

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Stopped in at an interstate rest area about 1:00 am. Not many people around. It was dark inside the restroom (someone had put out all the lights). I'm 19, slim, 7" dick, loved to be used in nasty anonymous sex. I had been drinking this night so I was ready for anything. I followed a guy into the restroom. He was in his mid-twenties, slim, blonde hair, average dick (but long and skinny), nice bush of blonde hair including a lot of hair on his nuts. We checked each other out with out pants down around our ankles. We played with each other's dicks for awhile then I got down on my knees in the dark rest room and started licking his dick. I licked up and down the sides of his dick while feeling his balls. He rubbed the back of my head and kept talking nasty to me telling me to suck his dick and asking me if I liked it. I snorted some poppers and went to work on his dick big time, licking and sucking all of it. After about 5 minutes of sucking I stood up and turned by body to the side as I was sucking his dick. He started rubbing my ass so I knew he wanted to fuck. I spit on my fingers and rubbed my ass crack. I turned around, took a snort of poppers and guided his dick up my ass hole. I told him to wait until I got used to it. I slowly worked it all the way in and started moving my ass back and forth on his dick. I took another snort of poppers, leaned over, and told him to start fucking. We fucked like two rabbits for about 5 minutes. He kept telling me what a nice tight young boy ass I had and I kept begging him to fuck me. During the fuck I pulled off my shirt and kicked away my shorts. I was now naked except for my shoes. I kneeled down on the floor and he knelt in back of me. We were in the middle of the floor in a dark rest room and I was on my hands and knees with him kneeling behind me and fucking me. We heard someone coming in and quickly jumped up. I'm sure the new guy knew we were at it because I never had time to dress-I just got up in the closed urinal area. I was still naked. All 3 of us were at separate urinals just waiting. We started looking around the wall at each other and soon realized we were all looking for the same thing. The third guy was older-50's-average build, dark hair. He was playing with a pretty big, thick dick, lots of black dick hair, low hanging big hairy balls. We all 3 stepped out of our areas and were standing in the middle of the restroom watching each other beat off. I was still naked. I knelt back down on the floor on all fours and the blonde guy immediately knelt behind me and put his dick back up my ass. I snorted more poppers. The dark haired older guy stood in front of me and I took his dick in my mouth. I had a big older dick in my mouth and a younger one up my ass. I fucked and sucked about 5 minutes. Then the guy fucking me started moaning that he was going to shoot. I started moaning and wiggling my ass while sucking harder on the older guy. The blonde guy shot a big load of cum up my ass while I was sucking. He then pulled out (I had cum running all down my ass cheeks). I knelt in front of the older guy and kept sucking while I started beating my dick. The blonde guy kept urging me on telling me to suck that big dick. The older guy started shooting cum in my mouth and I shot, too. Both guy stood in front of me while I licked their dicks clean. We all dressed and left. Great night!!!

It was a Friday night and I was browsing the hook-up aps looking to get laid. When I spotted a profile with the screen name ‘Doublewide’. Facepic was promising - heavyset, late 30’s, white guy; and a Top (which works for me). I was just about to message him when I get his IM. (Guess he caught me looking). We chat a bit, the usual pleasantries, and I ask if his screen name is because he lives in a trailer. He replies with a laugh emoji and says no. Then he sends a pic and says, “This is why”. It took my mind a few seconds to reconcile what I was seeing. It was his dickpic, yes. Fully erect. But it was the widest cock I had ever seen. Picture the dicks of two well-hung men merged together side-by-side as one shaft. My jaw literally dropped. In that moment I KNEW this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Without thinking, I immediately replied that I want him in me. He expressed reservations as he is all too frequently disappointed with bottoms that talk a good game but can’t deliver. I SWORE to him that I would not tap out. I sent him pix of my fuck-gaped faggot cunt, and one of me sitting on a good sized toy as proof. That seemed to - at least partially - allay his concern and soon enough I was knocking at his hotel room door. Let me skip ahead here. We’re naked. On his bed. He’s reclining against the headboard. Me on my knees face to face with his monster dong. My finger were nowhere close to getting around it. This is the best way I can describe how big & thick he was: Make a fist. Now look at the front of your fist. That’s what I was facing. I could not start to get it in my mouth. And I honestly started to have second thoughts about taking him in my faggot cunt. “You still wanna do this?” He asked warily as I attempted to service him. “Hell, yeah!, I replied. For I was NOT gonna go back on my word. He stood and positioned me kneeling at the corner of the bed. He greased my cunt and fingered me a good while; opening me up. I had brought my own poppers, but he said “No. Use this instead”. I opened it up and took a long drag in each nostril. These were old-school poppers. True amyl nitrate. I took another two long hits as he greased the wrecking bar between his legs. I felt his cockhead kiss my faggot cunt. I felt it pop my outer ring. I took another two deep hits. It was about to happen… He started pressing against my ass. His lubed, raw, doublewide insistently pushing against my back door. I took another deep hit. And then, his rail splitter punched into me. All at once, he was in me. “YES!”, he exclaimed. My pussy spasmed around his massive dong as a stream of precum drooled out of me and onto the bed. Time stopped as my body tried desperately to adjust to him. I felt every fiber of my body shake. I think I was on the edge of panic. He stroked my back. “Shhhh…shhhh…that’s it…”, he whispered. “Shhhh…it’s alight now…shhhh…Daddy’s home”. At hearing this, my mind exploded. A tidal wave of pleasure swept through my body. A profound guttural moan from the deepest recesses of my soul escaped me. My whole body went limp. I had opened myself - given myself to him. And so began one of the most transcendent fucks of my life. He began slowly enough there at the corner of the bed. Then he joined me on the bed and fucked me from behind. His pace steadily increasing. He then moved me effortlessly onto my back, my legs onto his shoulders. He passed me the poppers and told me to take the deepest hit of my life. I did so. I inhaled until my hand lost its grip on the bottle. He took the bottle from me and set it aside. I was on the verge of consciousness while he piled-drived me. It was relentless. It was brutal. It was rapture. Then, as I seemingly felt myself passed into and out of existence, I heard a distant voice say, “Oh fuck! OH FUCK!! I’m gonna cum!!” - I whimpered, “Daddy? Please…breed me Daddy”. A ROAR filled the room as a firehose of cum flooded me. I lay there impaled as torrents of seed jetted into me. That was when my own flood doors opened and a long steady stream of cum flowed out of me and onto my belly. Suddenly, violently, he ripped himself out of me. My whole body shook and spasmed at the loss. Out of nowhere, he straddled my chest. I could hardly breathe. He jacked his dong urgently. He lifted my head with his other hand . I instinctively opened my mouth and he, again, flooded me with another massive load. I swallowed all I could. The rest flowed down my jaw and neck. I think that was when I finally passed out. I’m not sure how long I lay there before I started coming too. I awoke to the sound of the shower shutting off. I reached behind me and ran my fingers around my sore, tired pussy lips. My cunt still gaping and drooling cum. Soon, he walked back into the room in his hotel robe. “You OK?” He asked as he handed me a bottled water. All I could manage was a smile. I sat myself up and I drank the full bottle of water. He instantly handed me another. I drank most of it too before standing up. I wobbled a bit as I staggered to the shower. I was in there awhile. The hot water felt amazing on my skin. He was sitting in one of the two armchairs when I walked back in the bedroom. Sipping whiskey in hand, and one already poured out for me. I joined him and we talked awhile. His name was Dwight. He was in town on business from New Orleans. He’s actually straight, married for 9 years with two kids. He explained that his wife just couldn’t handle him anymore and they agreed he could pursue ‘comfort’ when out of town. I could tell there was more that he didn’t say…there was was an unspoken equity happening at home while he was away. He groused that the few women who he tried fucking would always back out. One even claimed he had tried to assault her but eventually backed off. That was when he decided to start fucking gay men; reasoning they would be more keen to go for big meat and a lot less likely to claim they were assaulted. Smart guy. There was a quiet moment that told me it was time for me to get dressed and get going. As we approached the door, I thanked him for the hottest fuck of my life. He replied, “No. Thank you. That was the most satisfying lay I’ve had…in a VERY long time.” There was a solemn sincerity in that statement that made me pause. I was looking at a man who felt cursed. Tortured, even. There was really nothing more to say. He opened the door. I stepped out. The door closed.

I love when bigger guys walk up to me in the sling. The contrast between their big bodies and my tiny frame turns me on. They also usually sweat more which makes me horny as all hell.

Well unfortunately I think (due to the sexism that is still prevalent) While the “mainstream” considers the bottom (male or female) who takes anonymous NSA fucks a slut They consider the man who is doing the fucking “He’s a stud” As a man who has done both roles I like to think that both parties just have high sex drives and rather than call the top a “stud” I would call him a “lucky man” for finding a partner that will satisfy his needs. (and yes “partner” as both the top and bottom are getting what they need and neither could get it without the other)

Not gonna lie, a quick way to get my hole to open up is to call me a "good boy". Sure, I'm in my 40's now, but that just puts me so at ease with a top and it just helps me melt into him that much more.

FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —

My name is Will. I live in the South, in a really big small town, or a really small big town, however you want to describe the place. At the time I had just turned 30 and was very cute with dark messy hair and long eyelashes. I didn’t hang out many people so I had the reputation for being mysterious and that got me a lot of play. I also had the reputation of barebacking a lot, but everyone else was also barebacking, right? I was hanging out at one of the two gay bars in my town on a Tuesday night. This was the seedier of the two and on a Tuesday it was just a meat market. Of course I was trying to get laid. Why else would I have been there? I was sitting at the bar with my back to the pool tables trying to pick up Dave, who sort-of worked at the bar. Or at least just thought he did. Anyhow, I knew he was a big whore, he was so cute and funny that I just didn’t care - I wanted to fuck the hell out of him. I’m 5’10 and, after running a furniture store for several years my body was thick and strong. Dave was five inches shorter and looked like Peter Pan. I thought we made a great looking set, but Dave was hedging his bets. You know, trying to put off deciding who to choose because of the promise of something better coming along. I knew there wasn’t anything better coming along, but hey, we all know the type right? I had noticed he was also talking to a guy to his right, I was on his left. I looked over and the guy was really sexy, lean, clean cut and very preppy looking. He was obviously young because he bore the mark of the underage, Giant Xes on his hands in permanent marker to stop him from drinking. I was tired of Dave’s bullshit and was ready to call the night a bust, so I leaned over to Dave and told him I was calling a cab and going home. Dave said “Hey Mark," pointing at the guy to his right who was just about to leave, "I bet he’ll give you a ride.” I looked over at Mark who nodded shyly and I quietly remarked to Dave "I thought that Mark was your trick for the night." Dave whispered to me “No, you've got it wrong. Mark’s my ex, but just to warn you he loves to fuck and if you think I’m a whore, you haven’t seen anything yet!” I looked over again at Mark and thought the night might be looking but it was probably too good to be true, because although he was a slimmer than I normally went for, Mark was beautiful. With that Dave introduced us, and casually mentioned to Mark that I needed a ride home. Mark looked me up and down and quickly said "Sure, I'll give you a lift," and with that we were on our way. I just lived ten minutes from the bar so we just made a little small talk on the ride back. I asked him if Dave was a fun fuck and that relaxed him and got him talking. When we got to my place he asked if I had anything to drink, since he couldn’t get anything at the bar so I invited him to come on up. We had a couple shots of Everclear and were chasing with a Corona, and Mark told he had asked Dave to hook us up earlier and reached over and kissed me. We made out for a few minutes and I said we should go to the bedroom and we did. I took his clothes off. It's one of my things. I love to undress a guy. He was fucking perfect: tall, smooth, and a nine inch dick. It wasn't fair. He was fuckin' perfect. When I took my shirt off he ran his hands over my chest and stomach and said “I love fucking muscle guys!” Up until this point I had thought I was topping. "You’re a top?" I asked. “Yeah man, I don’t get fucked” he replied. "What makes you think I do?" I replied. "Oh, people talk" he casually remarked as he started pulling at my nipples. Damn people did talk. Playing with my nipples was the sure way to make me take a dick and a few people knew that. No matter what I was in the mood for, if you played with my nipples enough I would let you fuck. It wasn’t long before he had pushed my back on the bed, pulled my pants off and had my legs on his shoulders. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my asshole and the pushed the head of his dick in. I couldn’t believe this kid. I barely knew him, and his bare cock was deep in my hole. He was so young and sweet I was sure it would be okay. He was good at it too. He worked that big dick in my ass till I was whimpering for it harder and harder. The more he fucked the less innocent he seemed, and the mantra he kept saying, “Fucking you bareback is so hot!” only added to the excitement. After a few minutes I suddenly felt really wet and warm inside, he had cum in my ass with no warning. "Did you just cum in me" I asked him, but he didn't seem to hear me, and just kept on pumping. There was something about that, about him loading my ass up without even clearing doing so with me. Man I wanted more. He must have seen that I was losing control cause he got ready to blow the second load he let me know “Fuck man I’m cumming, take all of it man, all of it! Fuck here it is, here its is!” With that my ass was flooded a second time. After he caught his breath he commented “I didn’t think you take my load like that man!” Not that he gave me much choice. Fuck, I thought. He pulled out and fell in bed beside me, pulled me on my side and spooned me, with my ass leaking his own cum out onto his slicked up dick and that’s how we fell asleep. I woke in the middle of the night with Mark pushing the head of his dick back into my ass for round three. When he blew in me again he left his dick in me and we fell back asleep like that. When I woke up the next morning he was gone. I didn’t hear from him in the next few days so I just chalked it up to a hot one-nighter and man, was it hot. Two weeks went by and I was trying to pick up a guy on Saturday night at the better of the two bars in town. He was a pretty guy, a little on the stocky side but I loved that and he had a great ass. To my surprise he turned me down, saying "No man, I heard you are positive!” I told him that I didn’t know where he had heard that but it wasn’t true. He replied “No, Mark told everybody that he fucked you without a condom a few weeks ago. He said he felt really bad about doing it, but you let him nut in you three times and never even asked. Everyone knows Mark is positive, man!” I tried to play it off like it never happened, but my face was on fire and I just walked away. Sure enough, a few weeks late I came down with the flu. 'Fuck', I thought. This is a true story. But what do you think? Is it the end, or the beginning?

I wouldn’t call this a peeve, because far be it from me to complain, but of the ten loads that were fucked into my cunt this past night, three of them arrived with no warning, let alone sounds of triumph. The fucks went along well, then, suddenly…ended, cock pulled out dripping and shrinking. The climax took place in silence. This is fully within the Top’s prerogative, naturally, but I would nonetheless suggest that you always make at least a token effort to signal distinctly that the train has pulled into the station. For the bottom, this is an important signal for determining whether the service has been well received, and enjoyed, but it also provides the signal for a shift in technique to follow. Speaking for myself, I find a Top’s unguarded utterance at the moment of ejaculation extremely gratifying, the more explosive, violent and vocal the better. Particularly so, if the sounds carry a sense of triumph, victory or conquest. As it happens, one of the men who fucked me last night has had me before, and elicits one of the most forceful sets of cries at the moment of breeding that I have ever heard from anyone. This put the silence from the Tops that had seeded the very same ass in stark contrast, making them seem somehow disappointing, or at least uninspired. So always do try to at least give us a little grunt to show you’ve finished.

So I have only gone raw with one guy. He’s been breeding me 1-2 times a week. We did start with a condom but in the heat of the moment I told home I wanted it raw, been doing it that was ever since. I see a lot of bottoms on here saying they will only bottom raw. I didn’t notice a feeling difference on my end. Obviously he enjoys bare more. I do enjoy walking around after filled with his cum though. Does anyone else not really notice if they are raw or not? I know we are goi g to try and break a condom at some point because that’s something he wants to try. Maybe then I’ll notice a difference.

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Found two straight lads crusing. It's was a quiet night, no women around for them. They'd clearly seen me hanging around for a while. After quite a while with no action. One of them approached me and called me fag boy. Asked if I wanted a couple of loads as there was no pussy around they needed to nut inside something badly. They told me to bend over the bonnet of their car, look away and not make any noise as they were going to imagine my ass was a wet pussy. I bent over thinking they'd lower my shorts but they didn't. One of them ripped them open and they both spat on my hole. One threw his jumper over my head. They both bred me 🙂

Happily married here but lately sex life with my husband has been a bit stagnant - I have a high libido and haven't been getting what I need (my hole flooded with his seed). Was in Bay Area for work conference and decided to hit up the apps (sniffies/bbrt) but no dice. Ended up trekking to SW in Berkeley on a weeknight. After check in, made my way around - it was fairly quiet. Ended up in the video lounge where I started rubbing myself under the towel - wasn't long before another guy saddled up next to me we started kissing and jacking each other off a bit, and both got rock hard. I followed him into dark mazes/stalls and immediately he threw off my towel and went down on me. Once he got me nice and hard I repaid the favor, going down on his thick cock - must have been about 6.5 in but he was thick and had a nice bush with a strong musky/sweaty scent. As I am working his cock down my throat and taking him balls deep, I start to feel a finger or too rubbing at my hole from underneath the next stall. Its dark and I'm on my knees so I don't particularly mind getting played with but had never had this level of anon action. Before I know it, I feel a lubed up, raw cock head pressing against my hole from under the stall. I slowly take the tip, just slightly letting him press into me but not fully (it had been awhile and I was TIGHT). The guy I'm sucking offers me a hit of poppers and that opens floodgates - I reposition into squat mode and grab the cock and slowly take it all in. Positioning is weird under stall, I'm squatting and he's got his lower half under the stall, so I start to ride his raw cock as much as I can, while continuing to suck guy #1. Eventually I hear him moan (after 4-5min) and can feel him pulsing and shooting his load into me. Afterwards, I slide off his cock, and immediately turn around to lick him clean. Sensitive fellow lets me suck as I taste the combo of cum and ass, and then backs into his stall. I stand up and give the first guy a large kiss and he goes ravenous on my, licking me up and down. Next up, guy number one turns me around and starts rimming me. He presses me against the wall near a gloryhole and my cock is up against the hole. Before long, guy #1 is shoving his fat cock into my loaded hole, I'm against this wall/gloryhole and I hear movement on the other side of the stall as I start having my cock sucked in the next dark stall. I'm rock hard again, and next thing I know I'm feeling tightness surrounding my cock - guy #2 must be riding my raw cock now. Taken one load, now about to give him mine, and riding another cock - FUCK my cumslut side truly went wild. I manage to maintain this position for longer than I thought, riding the train for as long as I can, clenching my hole around cock #1 while trying not to immediately bust into anon dude behind this GH. I take another hit of poppers and that's all it takes. "Fuck I'm about to cum!" I shout, and I hear dude behind me start to moan as he says "me too". I clench my hole tight and feel his balls shuddering and unloading into me. At the same time, I thrust and start unloading in his hole - had been about 5 days so it was a big load. I stand shaking for a bit before guy on the other end of the GH slides off my cock. I can feel him take me in his mouth as he licks me clean, before I back away from the hold an finish off guy #1 with another lick of his cock (a good cum slut knows to clean his tops cock). Ended up showering shortly after, not too much direct action after that - sucked off another dude in the sauna, but didn't get more loads in my cum hole. As I was leaving, I noticed guy #1 standing outside the bathhouse with a buddy and they were smoking - didn't cross my mind until later that his buddy must have been my understall fuck .... tag teamed by this "anon" duo...

Once a guy is inside me I want his cum in me. The intimacy, of a breeding is so overwhelming. That being said I always want the opportunity to clean his dick, tasting whatever cum may still be left and any of my fluids that may be coating his penis

i processed out of a religious mindset, growing up in an era fraught with negative notions and labels about gay sex. As i am now, i have no negative connotations when i think of men having sex together, be they Top, bottom, or anywhere else on the sexual spectrum Like others have noted, i believe such pejoratives are a social construct, not a description of reality. So, re the question of "What kind of Man/man?" Some of the terms i use to describe how i see a Man Who wants/needs to penetrate another are: creative, controlling, possessing, conquering. i think of a bottom as men who want/need to be a canvass of sorts, or clay as a receiver of a Mans creative energy, wanting/needing to be controlled, possessed, conquered. That's by no means an exhaustive list of descriptors for me, but they all stem from a belief that nature expresses and functions in a yin/Yang sort of way. From the tiniest ions, there are protons, electrons and neutrons, which-depending on chemistry- attract (fuck?) and bond. To me, sex can be a simple or infinitely complex expression of what is. i'm endlessly grateful for the natural gift of expression and connection we have as part of living.

Cannot believe this bottom took this phat cock without any poppers or anything. That Top was super sexy. Hope his load was big and thick as his dick. [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/anon-fucker2/

I should add that even though I asked this question, I feel no need to label them either, particularly because I observe such variety among the men who come to breed me that the need to breed me is sometimes the only thing they have obviously in common. There is, in fact, no one ‘type’ of man who does this. To me, each one is an individual, with an individual need, and an individual psychology. The last guy who bred me last night was a young black man, endowed long but averagely thick, and I could tell, as he fucked me into the mattress, that although he went at it with energy, he wasn’t experienced and couldn’t hold off orgasm in the way he wanted - his body had ideas of its own. He was, indeed, one of the silent ones - it may be that his ejaculation caught him by surprise and he might have been embarrassed to say that he’d cum before he was ready. He had worked himself up to a rapid jackhammering of my ass and he might have been thinking it was building to something he didn’t reach. When he was done, he stepped off to the bathroom sink to wash off, and I lay there in a twitching, formless, fucked pile on the bed, pulling myself back together. After a minute or two I realized he was hovering by the bathroom sink, looking at me uncertainly. ”You okay?” he asked me. ”Are you kidding?” I said. “You’re really good.” He got a shy, bashful smile, as though no one had ever complimented him on his sexual ability before, and left wearing it. I’ll remember him, not as some sleazy fucker who stuck his cock in my cum-slick cunt in some three-star hotel room, but as a shy, unseasoned young man who was concerned about whether he’d been too rough with me. I think @onlyraw is onto something there about the sexism inherent in the mainstream view, and about the ‘stud’ view of penetrators. Possibly the root of why a cumdump taking loads gets demeaning terms and the Top breeding him does not harks back to deep-seated cultural assumptions about proper gender roles and what constitutes masculinity. The cumdump is emulating the female reproductive role, and therefore offends the social order. Worse, he seemingly rejects the masculine role by choice (one might debate this), which brings his values into question and makes him an object of scorn. As to the Top who breeds him, the Top may be selecting an unsanctioned breeding target, but he is, at least, performing the reproductive role properly assigned to him, and that has to go some way in mitigating criticism of his action, especially as it is contrasted with the other male in the equation. In other words, even if the Top isn’t doing what he ought to be doing, at least he’s doing it in the way you’d expect a man to do it, which cannot be said of the cumdump.

Just took a load from sniffies guy... dark room me waiting bent over the corner of the bed. He came in, lubed up, rubbed it around my hole until he found it and then pounded me until he pumped his load deep inside. A little pink on the washcloth then I cleaned the excess lube off my as afterwards.

this AI me 😀

Chapter 3: Eric Right on schedule, Eric’s car pulls alongside the house. Like Nick, Eric knows he can let himself in through the back door when we’re partying. It makes it a lot easier when I’m otherwise occupied. The two guys already know each other, so there’s no awkwardness when Eric comes in. We all say our hellos, and Nick gets Eric up to speed with what he’s missed. “He even took my elbow inside him. That hole is super-open, and I got seriously deep today.” Eric nods his approval. “Nice. So what’s next for you, man? What do you want?” I answer while still watching the screen. “Filled. I want to get filled. Need to be filled.” My brain finally catches up with my mouth. I turn to Eric and apologize for being in a daze. “I want your fist inside my hole so badly. Nick stretched me deep. He’s really good at that. Now I want you to stretch me wide. You’ve started on me before, but you’ve never stretch me out when I’m this fucked-up.” “You got that right,” Eric says with a smirk. “I’m gonna have some fun with that sloppy hole of yours.” “Please?” I say. With a nod, Eric says, “Let’s do this.” I get up off the couch and hop into the sling. It’s a bit awkward because I still have the butt plug and Pig Hole in, but I manage. Meanwhile, Eric strips off his clothes and gets his pipe and crystals out of his bag. I realize I’m still absently playing with my little, caged cock. Speaking of little dicks, Eric usually likes to fuck me a bit before the tina dick kicks in, and sometimes he likes to piss in my hole. I try and use that as encouragement. Eric looks like he’s about to light up. “Hang on. Before you do that, come over here,” I say. I lean over the side of the sling and open my mouth. He steps right up and feeds me his cock. I do a little bit of sucking, thankful for the recent hydration break. But before he can bring his pipe to his lips, I say, “How bout I get you hard here, then you slide inside me and fill me with your piss?” Eric smiles. “Sounds good. Just so you know, I partied earlier today.” Now it’s my turn to smile—a broad, ravenous smile. “You mean it’s gonna be chem piss?” Eric just nods. “Oh fuck yes. Let’s do this. Dump in all your dirty, spiked urine. Fill me up, man. Please. Rinse out my hole with your leftover tina.” Just saying that is enough to get Eric rock hard. I do just a bit more sucking before he says “okay” and moves down to the bottom of the sling. I lean back and relax, grinning at what’s about to happen. “I can’t fill you up while this thing’s in the way,” Eric says, pointing to the butt plug. “Shit,” I say, my attention finally catching up to his. I reach down, grab the Pig Hole, and pull it all the way out in a single movement, no hesitation. All I do is grunt a small bit as the widest part clears my entrance. I drop the toys to the side. “There. All yours.” Eric’s mouth gapes open for a second, surprised by how quickly I removed such a large toy. He whistles his amazement at how eager and loose I am. Nick, standing to the side, just chuckles. “I told you. This guy is totally opened up and horny as can be.” I take that as a cue. “Fuck yeah. Come on, Eric. Shove that dick into me and fill me with your chem piss.” Nick encourages him, too. “Go on. Slide it all the way in.” And that’s just what Eric does. One motion, no warning, no stopping. He goes from completely outside of me to complete buried in my hole, all in a split second. I exhale and grin from ear to ear. “There we go,” I say, and I squeeze my hole around his dick. “Now let it loose.” Eric exhales, too. “Holy shit, you’re ready. That hole is so warm and wet and greedy.” At that, I clench my hole again. Eric laughs. “Fucking hell, you horn dog. This is too good to pass up. I’m gonna fuck you a bit before I piss in you.” “Suit yourself,” I say. “I’m just a hole.” Nick adds, “And a damn near bottomless one, at that.” Eric takes his time, changing up his pace, his angle, his stance. I encourage him from time to time with “fuck yeah” and “give it to me” and such. He talks back, so we keep a slow and steady stream of mild banter. After a while, Eric stops. He looks at me, almost looking confused. “Do you want me to cum?” That only increases my hunger. My instincts kick in. “Fuck yeah I do, man.” But Eric explains why he looks confused. “But if I cum now, it’ll all come out when you let out my piss. You usually like to keep my loads inside.” I smile. My fuckbuds know me so well. “Oh, true,” I say. “If you cum in my after your piss is out, you can fist your load deeper into me.” “Deal!” Eric says with a smile. Then he gets real still, and his face becomes empty. I can tell he’s focusing on switching the plumbing so he can let loose a steady stream of piss. I don’t move, and I don’t squeeze. I know he needs time and concentration. It’s killing me because I need to be filled. But I wait. Eric opens his eyes. “You ready? You want it?” “Fuck yeah, Eric. Gimme that chem piss. Fill me up, man. Give it to me. Please.” “Here it comes, you fucking pig. Open wide.” Then I feel the warmth start to spread inside me. He doesn’t take long, so I guess it’s not much, but it’s still hot—in both senses of the word. I feel his dick pulse a couple times, telling me he’s stopped the flow and emptied out. “There ya go, boy. Let that simmer in you for a bit. Meanwhile, I need a drink.” At that, Eric pulls out and heads off to the kitchen with Nick. They don’t even look at me, leaving me alone in the sling, feeling like a used receptacle. I smile and start playing with my tiny dick again. It doesn’t even take up half my cage at this point, but my perineum still likes the attention. I’m content, enjoying the feeling of fluid sloshing around inside me, when I hear the guys call out. “Hey, you should probably let that stuff out before it crawls further up in you. Need help getting down?” They do have a point. “Right, thanks. No, I’ve got it.” I gradually ease my way down to the floor, then I walk to the toilet, take a seat, and slowly expel all the chempiss that had been soaking inside of me. They finish their drinks, I finish emptying my hole, and we all meet back at the sling. Without a word, I climb back in, put up my feet, grab my ass cheeks, and pry them apart. Each of them chuckles and reaches down to give his dick a tug. Eric looks down at Nick’s crotch. “You look like you’re ready, and you haven’t been in this hole in a while. Want to have a go?” Nick replies, “Sure. And who knows, maybe I’ll be able to drop another load off in this nasty cumdump.” That makes me moan with anticipation. I don’t dare say a word, though. They’re talking about me as though I’m not there. Like I’m furniture or a tool to be used. That turns me on so much, and I don’t want to interrupt it. Even the moan might be too much, but I’m pretty sure it’ll just encourage them. Nick looks at Eric and asks, “Did you hear that?” Eric says, “Yeah. Sounds like your cumdump is ready for you. Get going, man. Loosen that hole up before I get to it.” Nick chuckles. “I don’t think that’s a worry, but it’ll feel great to dive in again after that little break.” “Yeah, get that hole ready for my dick. Lube it up with your sperm.” “Fuck yeah,” Nick says. “I’ll leave another load in there for you to fuck and fist in deeper.” He puts some lube on his dick for good measure, then plows right into me, pounding me hard. I moan and take it like I’m made to do. While Nick fucks me, Eric stands to the side and lights up. He gets Nick’s attention, and Nick pauses for a second so they can shotgun the clouds back and forth. I moan as I watch them make out, and Nick resumes his pounding. A minute later, they shotgun again. I could get used to watching this scene—especially watching it while I have a dick in my ass. That thought gives me an idea. While they’re making out, I squeeze my ass around Nick’s cock, making my hole really tight for a second. Nick moans so loud I can hear him through their kiss. “Oh, fuck,” he mumbles. “Oh fuck, that tight hot hole feels so good. Oh, fuck you’re gonna make me cum again.” Needing no more prompting, I start squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing, milking his dick as his buries it deep inside me. That does the trick. Nick starts slamming his hips hard against my ass. Then he lets out a huge grunt. “You fucking cumslut! Here you go. You’re getting another one out of me. Take my fucking load!” Nick pounds all the way in once more, but this time he stays there, rooted in place, letting his throbbing cock deposit his seed deep in my guts. I help him out a bit by reaching down and around to the back of his legs. I pull him in toward me, making his cock go just that little bit deeper inside. “There,” I say. “That’s where the load belongs.” Nick pants a few more times, then lets his softening dick gradually fall out of my used hole. I immediately start fingering myself, enjoying the fresh, warm wetness. Nick slaps one of my ass cheeks and says, “Damn, dude. That’s one sweet hole.” Eric steps up as Nick goes to sit down for a minute. “Let me see how tight this hole is.” He lines up his cock and slides inside. I offer no resistance, but I do squeeze his dick as much as I can. “Damn, you ain’t joking. This is one *seriously* tight hole. Shit. I think it needs another load in it, don’t you, Nick?” “Fuck yeah, man. Add to the mix. Give him another one, dude.” I just moan at the thought. I keep up the rhythm of squeezing my ass, milking Eric’s dick, physically begging him to breed me. Eric doesn’t take long. “Fuck, he’s desperate. I’ve never felt him milk my cock so hard before. This bitch really wants seed. Shit. Guess I’m gonna give it to him,” Eric says. And with that, his grunting begins. I feel the pulsing in his cock, and I feel the smile spread across my face. I can’t help it. When I’m doing a good job as a cumdump, I get proud of myself. After a minute, Eric is spent, too. “Damn, that’s a hot hole,” he says. Eric pulls out his softening cock and smacks my ass, marking that the deed has been done. My fingers immediately move back to my hole, and I enjoy the sensation of added wetness. “Shit, look at him,” Eric says. “He just can’t keep his hands out of his hole.” I can’t help but reply to that. “I wish they were your hands, you know.” Eric looks at me with a grin. “You want me to fist those loads into you, don’t you?” I just nod my head, slowly and silently, looking right at him. “Fuck you’re horny,” Eric says. I nod some more. Eric looks over at Nick. “I don’t know, Nick. He says he wants me to fist him, but we each thought his hole was pretty tight. I don’t think he’s ready for that.” My smile disappears. I’m worried I might be missing my chance. Nick responded, “Yeah, you’re right. That hole did get pretty tight.” Then he grinned. ”But I think I know how to fix it.” He and Eric exchanged evil grins, and my heart skipped a beat. Are they thinking what I hope they’re thinking? Eric sits down at the base of the sling and starts lubing up his hand and arm. I lie back and start to relax, trying to prepare for what’s about to happen. Nick returns and says, “Here. Maybe some of this might help open him back up again.” Eric nods his agreement and starts gently fingering my hole. A hole that I think is about to get another booty bump. Eric says, “How much do you think he needs? He’s still pretty high.” Nick looks at me and back at Eric. “Yeah,” he says. “But he’s calmed down and lost a lot of his desperation. Let’s give him a good one and bring back that craving.” Hearing that, I pull back my legs a bit further and grab my ass cheeks to spread them a bit wider. I make it clear I’m ready for whatever they decide to give me. Eric’s fingers slide in a little further. I hear him chuckle. “Oh, this hole is ready, too. It just opened itself up a little more. Let’s get this hole fucked up.” Eric pulls his fingers almost all the way out, teasing my hole with his fingertips. He looks down at them as Nick leans forward to concentrate on that area, too. Nick taps the edge of a baggy a few times, dusting Eric’s fingers. “How’s that?” he asks. Eric leans closer. “He’ll need more than that to make it through what I’m gonna do to him.” I clench my hole a bit, squeezing Eric’s fingers in appreciation. Eric doesn’t look up at me, but his fingers wiggle a bit, letting me know he received my silent signal. I hear a couple more taps on the bag. “One more,” Eric says. “Make it count.” One more firm tap. “There,” Eric says. “That’ll get him totally spun out of his mind.” “Perfect,” Nick says. “Let’s destroy this nasty pig.” Eric slides his fingers in about halfway and runs them all around the inside of my sphincter. It feels like he’s rubbing me with sandpaper. I grunt and squirm a bit in slight discomfort. Eric rotates his fingers a couple more times, making sure to transfer everything from his fingers into my soft tissue. He holds his hand still again and says, “Now some J-lube to get that wet and help it absorb.” I feel cold liquid run past my entrance and into my hole. I almost say something, but Eric interrupts my thoughts. “Hit the poppers, boy. You’re gonna take my fist in about 30 seconds, so you’d better get ready.” I need no more motivation. I uncap the bottle and take a few long, heavy huffs as I feel Eric’s hand already making more rapid movements, pressing more firmly into the hole he’s determined to enter soon. He’s sort of pulsing his hand right at my outer ring, as though he’s testing the resistance. I put the cap back on the bottle, drop the bottle right beside me in the sling, reach up and put my hands behind my head and exhale slowly as the rush of the poppers hits. And that’s exactly when Eric’s fist slides inside me. I grunt, more out of surprise than anything, and I start panting hard from the exhilaration of the penetration and the poppers. Of course, the panting gets my heart going, and soon enough I feel a hint of another kind of rush kick in—my panting pushes the bump through my bloodstream faster. Meanwhile, Eric is pulsing his hand forward and backward inside my hole. He’s not going deeper, but he’s applying and releasing pressure, teasing my hole and tormenting my sphincter. I start grunting with each exhalation I make. My breathing pace gets quicker, and my grunts get deeper-pitched. I start mumbling things like “oh fuck” and “fuck yeah”. Through the brain haze I hear Eric’s voice. “See? The best way to distract a bottom pig is it shove something in his hole, and poppers always make that easier to do. I’ll bet he never felt the burn from that bump because he was too busy thinking about my fist.” I barely nod. My attention is on my hole, what’s going on inside it, and what I want to have inside it. Eric continued, “And he barely noticed my fist go in because he was riding the wave of poppers.” I nod again, slightly. “See, man? He’s already fucked up, and we’re just getting started. You won’t believe how far he’ll open up for me in a few minutes.” I take that as a challenge, and I relax my hole a bit more, push back a little on his hand, and exhale slowly and audibly. Eric takes the bait and pushes in deeper, going in a couple more inches with no trouble at all. He smiles up at me. “Thaaaat’s it, you fucking pig. You know I want in there. You’re gonna let me get deep inside that sloppy hole, aren’t you, boy?” “Uh-huh,” is all I can manage. “That’s right, you fucking cumdump. You’re gonna open all the way up for me.” He pulses his hand inside me again. ”Which way do you want me to go, pig?” he asks. “Deeper,” I say. “Please. Please go deeper inside me.” “That’s a good boy. You’re gonna open right up and take all of me, aren’t you, you dirty pig?” I nod. “You want more?” I nod. “Take it, you filthy pig,” Eric says as he pushes his fist deeper into my hole. Just as I think he’s gone in pretty easily, he says, “Fucking hell! Nick, you were right. This hole really is hungrier than ever. I’m not hitting any resistance.” I take as much as I can, but I hold up an open palm to get him to pause. Sure, I’m wide open and hungry, but I’m not used to Eric going that deep that quickly. “Fuck, dude. You got two-thirds of my forearm in you without hesitating. Good job.” All I can do is pant in response. I hear Eric flip open the lube bottle. He pours more on the last bit of his forearm left outside my hole, so I know what’s about to happen. “Hit the poppers, pig. You’re gonna need ‘em.” I do as I’m told, taking two nice long huffs on the bottle before capping it and setting it aside. I start to lean back and close my eyes, but Eric interrupts me. “Nuh-uh. Look at me.” I freeze. “Open your eyes and look at me, pig.” I raise my eyelids halfway and try to focus on Eric’s face through the combined brain fogs of the buzz and my ever-growing high. “Look at my face,” Eric says. “I wanna see those dilated pupils, you tweaker.” At that, Eric jerks his fist into me just a bit. He doesn’t go in more than half an inch. But it’s enough to startle me and make my eyes bug out. “Atta boy. Stay with me. Look at my eyes,” Eric says. “Niiiice. I can barely see the color around your pupils. You’re pretty far gone, aren’t you, pig?” I bulge my eyes a bit thinking only of how deep his hand is inside my hole. And I want him even deeper now. “Deeper,” I say, partly as a plea, partly as a request, partly as just an echo. And I gaze absently at Eric’s face, knowing that he’s in control of me right now. “Fuck yeah,” he says. “That’s the kind of insatiable bottom bitch I like to see. I’m in further than I’ve ever been, and he’s still begging for more.” “More,” I mimic, knowing it’s what I need right now. The only thing I need. Right now. I stare at Eric’s face, locking eyes with him. I push back against his fist inside me. My eyes bug out. My face spasms. I mutter through clenched teeth: “Fuck. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah. Gimme more. Deeper. Fuck yeah. Oh. Fuck. Yes.” It sounds like the other guys said “fuck yes” at the same time I did. I look up to see Eric and Nick each cracking an open-jawed smile. Nick says, “You made it to his elbow, dude. You’re there. All the way.” I don’t smile back. “Fuuuuuck,” is all I can manage. Eric picks up on this. “Fuck. You want more, don’t you? This pig just took my whole forearm, and he’s still begging for more. Fucking hell! Dude, I told you the bigger bump would work. He’s insatiable now.” “More,” I repeat, saying the only word that registered through everything he just said. “More.” I gasp and start to whimper and whine as I feel Eric pulling out, rather than pushing in. My breathing is erratic. I’m confused by what’s happening. “Hang on, you fucking pig. You’ll get what you want. Gimme a second,” Eric says. “Hey Nick. Help me lube my hand.” I’m completely baffled. Why is he pulling out? Why is he lubing his hand? it’s already inside me. It doesn’t need lube. I start to whimper again, when I feel the touch of fingertips around my hole. My hole that still has Eric’s fist in it, down to about the wrist. I feel fingers rubbing my hole around his wrist. “I got ya, you pig. Calm down. Here’s a new challenge for you,” Eric says. And I feel fingertips slide inside my hole, beside the wrist I’ve already engulfed. “We’re gonna work this wiiide open now,” he says. At this point, I’m floating on a cloud, and my ass is the only thing I care about in the universe. I lie back, relax completely, and let Eric work his magic destroying my hole. I don’t communicate with anyone beyond grunts, moans, and the occasional “fuck” or “fuck yeah”. I am nothing more than a hole designed to be split open and filled. Eric takes full advantage of my complaint state. His fingers move around my ass lips for a bit, loosening them a little and spreading around the lubrication. He pulls that hand out and turns his other fist into a piston, crossing my threshold again and again, getting my ass used to the intrusion and weakening my defenses against penetrations of any size. Hearing nothing but moans from me, Eric slides his hand out of my hole, leaving only his four fingers inside. He then adds the four fingers of his other hand, letting me feel pried open and slightly stretched. He starts moving each hand back and forth, in and out, around and out—he’s turning my sphincter into taffy, bending and stretching it to his will. Sometimes he’ll pause, leaving all eight fingers inside, shaped like he’s about to dive into me. Then he uses his thumbs to massage the ring around my hole. Other times, he’ll put his fingers in with knuckles together and palms facing out. He stretches them apart a bit, working on my gape, and again uses his thumbs to massage the bottom of my hole. And still other times, he builds up a rhythm, sliding one fist in and out, then the other, then the first, and back again, alternating fists in an all-out assault on my ass. He’s numbing my resistance. He’s wearing out my ring, making me helpless in the face of this onslaught he’s subjecting me to. And all I can do is grunt along with the abuse, opening right up and taking everything he gives me. Eventually (I’ve lost all sense of time), his pacing slows. He keeps one fist balled up inside me, pushing it in and out right inside my hole, teasing me with pressure and making me gasp from the constant intensity. I hear him speak a single word, filled with command, authority, encouragement, and patience. That one word? “Poppers.” I obey, grabbing my bottle, removing the lid, and leaning in for two slow, long huffs. I lean back and slowly start to exhale. “Again,” I hear Eric say. Again, I obey, taking two more long, deep sniffs from the bottle. I can’t hold it in as long this time because my heart is already racing. But I lean back and exhale as slowly as I can. “Last one,” Eric says, encouraging and demanding at the same time. As I lean forward to inhale again, I whimper a bit. I’m unsteady despite lying in a sling. My head is spinning despite being completely still. I’m losing touch with reality and with my body. I’m sure that’s just how Eric wants it, and he knows this last huff will send me past the brink. I take two more long pulls from the poppers, lean back, replace the cap, mindlessly set the bottle wherever, and start to exhale as I drop my head completely onto the sling, unable to hold it upright a moment longer. “Good boy,” Eric says. “Ride that wave. Open up, boy, cuz you’re gonna get wrecked now. Relax and breathe.” Just the way Eric speaks to me turns me on. He’s controlling and kind, telling me what to do and watching out for me at the same time. At this point, I will do absolutely anything he tells me—anything to get more of him inside me. My brain switches from reason to desperation. I start babbling encouragement as all the drugs swim in my mind, fueling the monster. I become a pure fisting power bottom. There’s no human left. Only a hole remains. “Fuck me,” I say. “Fucking give it to me. Fill me up. Go all the way. That hole is yours. Open it wide. Fucking stuff that hole full. Fuck man. Do it. Push my limits. Give it to me.” Eric applies more pressure with his fist, which makes me grunt and push back, trying to engulf everything he’s pushing into me. I want anything inside my hole I can get. “Breathe, you fucking pig. Breathe,” Eric says. But I can’t control my breathing any more. I am a slave to my hunger. My hole controls me. I push. I groan. I grab the bottom of the sling and pull myself down onto Eric’s arm. An arm that feels suddenly wider than it was a minute ago. I take the girth as a challenge, let my hunger out as a growl, relax my hole, and push, willing it to slide inside. It works. With a thump, I feel something massive enter me. My hole feels more stretched than ever before, and my insides feel more full than they’ve ever felt. My eyes bug out, and I start panting. I try to find Eric’s face to look at it for answers, but my eyes can’t focus on anything because I’m so spun out. I’m damn near hyperventilating, but I feel absolutely incredible. “Shhhhhh,” Eric hisses. “Relax you goddamned pig. You’ve done it. You achieved your goal. Now calm down and feel for yourself.” I take a few moments to try and slow my breathing. I can’t make much progress, but I at least figure out how to close my mouth and breathe hard through my nose, which relaxes me a small bit. I take a couple deeper breaths and feel my body return to the sling from whatever cloud I’d been floating on. He told me to feel for myself. I have no idea what he means, but my instincts kick in, and my hands move down toward my crotch, my perineum, and my hole. My hole. Oh my god, my hole. “Fuck,” I mumble. I barely recognize it as mine, it’s stretched so huge. I run my hands around the circumference of my massive hole, amazed by how big it has become. And then I feel what’s inside. What two things are inside. “Holy fuck,” I say. Each of my hands finds a wrist sticking out of my hole. Each of my hands slides around my hole, finds one of Eric’s wrists, and wraps fingers around it, disbelieving the reality. I look directly into Eric’s eyes, an expression of wonder and bafflement on my face. “Holy fuck,” I repeat. “I took two?” Eric begins to laugh. “Yeah, you hungry fucking pig hole. You have both my fists inside you. Nice work, you nasty fuck. You like it?” I’m too overwhelmed to answer. I run my hands around the edge of my hole again. My eyes bug out again. I exhale. I smile. That’s enough of an answer for him. Nick chimes in, “Yep. I think the pig hole likes it.” My brain is completely fried, unable to process anything beyond the unreal sense of fullness I feel and the intense stretching my hole is enduring. Things get even more intense as Eric pulses his hands—both of them—back and forth. Even a small movement is enough to send shockwaves through my body and light up my face. I hear Eric chuckle as I squirm. “Let’s see if he can take this,” Eric says. “Alternating hands.” A few weeks back, Eric had alternated his hands by penetrating me with one and then the other, loosening my hole and weakening my resistance. Now, he starts doing almost the same thing, but he never removes so much as the knuckles of either hand. He’s running two fists back and forth, over and over again, keeping both inside me the entire time. The sensations are completely overwhelming. I slam my head down onto the sling, open my eyes and mouth as though I’ve just seen a ghost, and then my voice catches up with me. “Oh my god! Holy shit. Fuck yeah. Fucking wreck my hole, man. Destroy my ass. Gimme those fucking fists. Stretch me out. Fuck yeah, give it to me. Fuuuck yeaaaaahhhhh.” The changing sensations all start to blend together. I can’t tell which hand was coming or going, or how much Eric is rotating or twisting. It’s as though my entire ass is made out of putty, and he’s just playing with it, morphing it and shaping it however he wants. “Dude,” I say. “That ass is *yours*—play with it. Use it. Fill it. Destroy it. Whatever you want. Just don’t fucking stop!” For the next several minutes, my mind and my body sort of disconnect. I know something’s happening to my hole, and I feel every bit of euphoria from it, but the details are completely lost. It’s like I’m not experiencing the physical actions, only the pleasures they create. I completely lose myself in the bliss of being out of control of my own wrecked hole. I’m sure my face looks totally vacant, with a half-present smile like I’m dreaming. And maybe I am. I can’t tell where reality is anymore, and I have no interest in waking up. This feels more incredible than anything I’ve ever experienced. Eric continues plunging into my hole, stretching me any way he wants. After a good long while, I feel him calm down and slow his pace. A bit of his roughness and determination make way for the care and kindness he showed earlier. He speaks up. “Okay, you nasty hole. You need to come back down to earth for a while. We need to get you hydrated, and my arms need a break. I’m gonna slow down and eventually pull out.” I whimper, shamelessly. “I know, dude. But we both need a break.” My brain starts to register the coming crisis: I’ll be empty. “But my hole,” I mumble. It’s Nick’s turn to talk. “Oh, don’t worry. I think we can find something to fill it for a bit while you get a drink. I have some ideas.” I notice he’s grinning like a devil. That means I’ll enjoy whatever he’s dreaming up. “But Eric and I are gonna have to go soon. Start thinking of someone you can invite over to use that blasted-open hole.” It’s a struggle to think clearly while Eric’s still playing, slowly, inside my hole and while I’m still coming down from the euphoric high I’ve been on. But I remember a conversation with a friend a few days back. A friend who said he wanted to see how stretched-out I could get. He’s seen me after I got high before, taking advantage of residual horniness. But he’s always wanted to see me totally spun out of my mind, to watch my desperation and to see how much I can take from him. Ed. Eduardo is his name. “Yeah. Eduardo will want to use me,” I say. Nick chuckles. “Then you’d better hit him up and get him over here. He’s up next, I think.” Nick hands me my phone. “Do you got this, or you need me to write it?” “I got it,” I say. Knowing how difficult it will be to focus on the screen, much less the keyboard, I use my phone’s voice assistant and dictate a message. Talking to my phone, I say, “Tell Eduardo to get over here. My hole is wrecked and ready for you to abuse. Please come fill me up.” I send the message, hand the phone to Nick with a “thank you”, and collapse back onto the sling, totally spent. Eric’s movements have pretty much stopped by this point. He says, “Okay. I need a break. Nick, do you have plans for this useless hole?” “Yeah, hang on. I at least need to feel how loose it is. That looks amazing.” At this point, I feel proud of my hard work. I don’t think they’re even trying, but they’re still referring to me as an object, like I’m not there. I’ve succeeded in becoming nothing but a hole to them. I hear Nick coating his arms with lube, so I know he’s about to dive in again. My abuse isn’t over yet. “Okay,” he says. “Ready for me to take over?” Eric replies, “Sure. Alright, you pig. I’m gonna pull out now. But don’t worry, Nick will be back inside you in just a second.” I feel the fullness inside me continue to decrease as Eric slowly but surely removes first one hand then the other from inside my now-cavernous bowels. I don’t even grunt or flinch as they pass my threshold. One of the guys whistles his amazement. “He didn’t even react. Jesus, he’s blasted.” And at that, the last of Eric’s fingers left my ass. My hands immediately seek out my hole, feeling and fingering the sloppy, wet mess that used to be my tight sphincter. “Shit, look at that,” one of the guys says. “He’s a mindless animal. He can’t let his hole alone for two seconds.” Needing no further encouragement, I wipe a palm across my hole, then the back of the same hand. Then I ball the hand up into a fist, and I slide it right into my gaping chute. Within seconds, I’m pistoning my hand inside myself because I can’t bear to have an empty hole. “Fucking hell, man. He’s so desperate that he’s already fisting himself. Damn.” “See if you can wrap your hand around his and double-fist him again.” I feel fingers at my entrance, prodding and searching for something. I feel pressure. And then I feel like someone is trying to hold my hand. A bit more pressure and a slight thump, and suddenly my fist is wrapped inside someone else’s. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck, dude. You’re double-fisting yourself with someone else. Holy fuck.” I just moan, too distracted by the fullness to worry about what the words mean. “Shit. Can I slide past?” The sensations change. My hand is no longer being held, but the pressure and stretching increase. I feel flesh sliding past the back of my hand. I realize then that someone is fisting me deeper while I keep my own fist just inside my hole. “Jesus Christ,” comes a voice. I think it’s Nick’s. “You have your fist and half my forearm inside you, and you’ve not so much as grunted. Your hole will take anything, won’t it?” Through my brain fog, I say one thing: “More.” “Fucking hell,” Nick says. “I gotta try this. Here, dude. Move your hand. I’ll take over.” I feel Nick tug at my wrist, prying my fist out of my hole. I whimper when it’s out, sad for the sudden emptiness. That emptiness doesn’t last long, though, because within seconds, Nick slides his other hand in to replace mine. I barely grunt when it’s through. “Fuck yeah, dude. Take those fists,” he says. Nick pushes deeper. I grunt. He keeps going. “Oh my god, you pig. Your hole just swallowed half of both of my forearms. And you barely noticed!” To encourage him, I push back on him and try to swallow more. “Hell yeah, dude. You’re insatiable.” At this point, I’m a mindless machine, hell-bent on taking everything I can get. Without opening my eyes or changing my expression, I grab my poppers. I go through the motions of huffing like I’m a robot following a program. “Jesus, dude. You think you can take more?” “More,” I repeat, as I push back against his fists and stare directly into his eyes, my eyes growing wide with fierce determination. “Go deeper,” I say. No, I challenge. I demand. “Fucking hell, man. Take it. Take my fists deep inside you. Swallow my arms, you fucking pig. Fuckin — Oh. My. God!” he says, wide-eyed, as three…four…five more inches of his body disappear inside mine. “Holy fuck,” we both say together. Nick just looks at me. “Fucking hell. How the fuck can you do this?” I keep staring back at him, ignoring his question. “Fuck me. Fuck that hole.” I pull my legs back further, giving him even easier access. “Goddamn, dude. How could I not?” Nick looks like a toddler in a playground: Overwhelmed by opportunity but confident it’s all for him. He starts playing inside me. He pistons his hands—sometimes together, sometimes separately. He rotates his wrists. He changes the shape of his fists. He spends several minutes doing everything and anything he can think of with his arms inside me. The whole time I’m just along for the ride, enjoying the changing sensations. We each enjoy a few more minutes of this, until Eric comes back. “No really, guys,” he says. “We need to get him rehydrated, and his amazing hole deserves a break.” “But I don’t want a break,” I say. I look at Nick. “Just keep pounding me, dude.” Nick starts to slowly remove one hand, then the other, ignoring my plea. “Naw, man. Eric’s right. You need fluids.” “I need a butt plug,” I say. “Don’t leave me empty. Not after that.” I realize now, though, that I’m so stretched-out that I probably won’t even feel the biggest plug I have. After taking two arms, it’s tough to feel full by comparison. “Shit. I don’t have a plug that’s big enough to stay in.” I really start to worry now, knowing the only thing I crave right now is to be filled. I’ll think of nothing else unless that need is satisfied. “Hang on,” Eric says. “I got you.” Nick continues his slow, steady exit from my hole. But he takes pity on me because he leaves one hand inside, moving it around a bit, seeming to enjoy the feel of my warm, wet hole engulfing him. Regardless of whether it’s for his benefit or mine, I appreciate it. He’s keeping me filled up, at least a little, while we wait for Eric to come back. After a moment, Eric enters the room carrying the largest butt plug I’ve ever seen outside a sex shop. It has a massive flange on it, so once it’s in, it’s not coming out easily. And it’s wider than any toy I’ve ever taken. It looks like it weighs more than a small child. “Think this’ll do?” Eric asks. “I got it just for you, pig. I figured you’d be insatiable, and I thought it might be time for you to move up to something impossibly big.” Before I could figure out what to say, Nick speaks. “I’ll tell you what, his hole is ready. I can feel it twitching around my hand. As soon as he laid eyes on that thing, this hole started begging.” “Let’s see how it works,” Eric said. Nick pulled out his hand and used it to slather lube all over the new toy. They poured a bit more on for good measure. Nick moved the tip of the plug toward my hole. “Hang on,” says Eric, looking at Nick. “What would you say to some more of this?” In Eric’s hand is a familiar little baggy. Nick looks surprised, but he grins. “Seriously? With the state he’s already in?” Eric smirks back. “I get it, but that’s a big toy, and besides, you heard him raking in another booty call once we’re gone. We might as well leave this dirty pig in the best condition possible.” Eric looks at me. “What do you think?” I was already smiling mischievously at the thought of getting yet another bump tonight. But when he looks at me, my eyes bug out again, without my conscious thought on my part. Eric just chuckles. “I’ll take that as a yes. Prepare for blast-off,” He says. I watch as Eric opens the baggie again and tips it over, almost like he’s dumping the entire contents onto the tip of the plug.“ Nick looks surprised. “Jesus, dude. Are you sure?” Eric says, “He’ll be fine. We’re about to hydrate him, anyway. This will counteract any sobering effect the drinks have.” Nick says, “Alright, then.” He lines up the tip with the entrance to my blown-out hole. I swear I can already feel a burning sensation, and the plug isn’t even inside me. “He ya go, ya fucking pig.” Nick presses the greased-up plug into my open and eager hole. A gentle, constant pressure gets it two-thirds in without trouble. Then he slows down a bit, apparently finding resistance. “Okay, pig. Relax. Deep breaths.” I do my best to concentrate on my breathing despite being split open from below. I feel the massive plug continuing to stretch me and penetrate deeper into my guts. “Almost there,” Nick says. “Deep breath out.” I exhale slowly and loudly, just as I feel added pressure on the plug. Then I feel a bit of suction as my hole closes in around the base of the toy and locks it in place. “Oh my god,” Nick and I say. “This feels incredible. I’m so full and so open. And shit, there’s the burn. Oh, fuck guys, you’re gonna totally fuck me up.” Eric laughs at that. “Oh, right. Like you’re not already fucked up? You know you wanted more.” He’s right, so I don’t argue. They gingerly help me out of the sling so I can stretch my legs a bit and get blood flowing back to my feet. I follow them out to the kitchen, marveling at the feeling of walking with this massive toy locked inside my hole. All my attention is on my hole and the pressure it feels. If the guys are talking, I’m paying no attention. My hands roam around my crotch, my hole, and my perineum as I pace restlessly around the room. I just need to go back to getting fucked. I need more dicks inside me. I need to be a communal cumdump. After a moment, I’m startled back to reality by a bottle being held in front of my face. I look up. Nick is offering me a sports drink. “Down this,” he says. “You need the electrolytes, bad.” I chug the drink, almost in a single gulp. Nick laughs. “Well I guess the pig wasn’t just a hungry hole. He’s a thirsty hole, too!” He leaves and comes back a moment later. “Here, pig. Have another.” This one I get about halfway through before I slow down. “That’s better,” I hear Nick say. “Now take your time with the rest of it.” I take a few more sips, then set it on the table before wandering over to sit down on the couch. Once my butt hits the cushion, I realize how the frame of the couch pushes the huge butt plug further into me, lighting up my prostate. It feels amazing and distracts what little attention span I still have. I start rocking my hips back and forth, grinding my pelvis into the furniture. The depth of the penetration feels insane. “The fuck?” Nick says with a chuckle as he walks into the room. “Eric, you should come see this. Our pig here is fucking himself with his couch. Hell, he looks like he’d try to shove the whole thing up his hole if it had enough lube on it.” I’m too distracted by the pleasure signals coming from my prostate. I don’t even react to whatever Nick just said. Eric enters the room and laughs. “Yeah, he’s gone. Looks like he’d do anything we tell him to do and shove anything he can in his hole. He’s gonna be out of it for a while. You said he has someone coming over, right?” “I think so, yeah. Another top,” Nick says. “I hope the dude is seriously hung. Otherwise it’ll be like a hotdog down a hallway. I’ve never seen a fuck hole so opened up before.” Eric turns to Nick. “Alright. We should head out of here before he tries to swallow even more of our arms this time.” “Yeah, sounds good,” says Nick. “I need a nap, anyway.” Nick looks at me. “You okay if we head out?” By this point I’m bouncing up and down on the most massive toy ever to go inside my hole. I’m completely spun out, higher than I’ve ever been before. I’m staring absently at the porn playing on the screen, grunting from the butt plug’s assault and moaning when someone on the screen gets off. I’m locked in a self-feeding cycle of hedonistic pleasure, beyond the ability to respond to Nick. He nods. “Right. You’re good. I’m gonna say this to you now and hope it trickles through your brain for when you come back to earth. Remember to drink more.” My eyes flicker all around the room, eventually landing on the half-empty sports drink on the table. “Yeah, that,” Nick says. “Drink it. Okay, we’re out. Catch you later, you nasty fuck hole.”

Matty experienced his second, big, anal orgasm when Master Tom slid his big hand through his second hole. Tom had been pleased at how easily little Matty took his folded hand. There was very little resistance so he kept just kept pushing until his knuckles were starting to stretch the inner ring. Matty groaned but kept his eyes locked on Master Tom as instructed—Master Tom always wanted a boy to focus on him as he took their hole for the first time. Throughout the night, Master Tom had not used pain much in his anal training of Matty. He knew that pain was an effective tool, and that what was perceived in the mind as pain initially was just the body learning the new sensations of a deep stretch. And he liked to hurt men just as much as the next BDSM top—the stripes and bruises on Matty’s flesh testified to that. But that stage of play was over. Master Tom had the boy high and ready to take him to the exact spot at middle of the boundary between pain and pleasure, where it all blurred. So, his knuckles just cresting Matty’s inner ring, he moved his hand and deposited a decent-sized load of finely-ground Tina into the space beyond. Then, just as Matty was shifting to feel desire and need increase deep in his hole, he pushed gently but inexorably into the boys inner cavern. Matty screamed lightly—more of a cry of surprise—at the sudden stretch, then groaned and made a series of little grunts before his asshole started suckling and squeezing around the huge hand and wrist lodged in his hole, orgasming and orgasming all around Master Tom’s buried arm. Matty was flying high. Master Tom was keeping his hand as small as possible, fucking Marty’s inner ring over and over. Matty keened, his ass muscles were going crazy around the big arm. His entire colon was held open around Tom’s arm—because unlike Daddy Bill or Daddy Mark, there was much less difference between the width of Master Tom’s wrist and the width of his hand. So when he slid it into Matty’s hole, it barely closed at all, offering Matty no relief from the stretch. The big muscle man was relentless with Matty’s hole. He fucked Matty deeper and deeper, spending time opening the boy for a while before going slightly more into the core. He couldn’t believe how well Matty was taking him—the boy was lost in a world where the stretch felt amazing. Matty began grunting hard as the thicker part of Master Tom’s lower arm began to stretch his inner hole while his assring was beginning its impossible stretch as the leather master’s big elbow began to approach his hole. Master Tom reached over to his little portable supply table and grabbed the poppers and handed them to the grunting little stud. Tom did not let up, fucking the boy deeper and deeper. “Take those poppers and breathe,” he commanded. Master Tom’s cock was now rock hard, he loved it when he was taking a boy’s hole deep without drama. It turned him on that his careful preparation had got the boy here, had made him ready to accept the gift of Master Tom’s big elbow. Matty was groaning deeply as his holes stretched the most they ever had for a man before. Matty had taken his Daddy Bill’s big balled fist deep in his guts many times. But Bill’s body was shaped so there was relief after his fist, although his muscular build soon got wide again. Hand and arm was like a giant bumpy, very hard, dildo. And Matty had taken big, practically straight dildos on his Daddy Mark’s command many times. But those dildos were silicon and always had some give. Fucking Master Tom’s hard, big-boned hand and arm felt like someone was shoving a tree limb up Matty’s ass. Master Tom was on a mission, and he was close to achieving his goal. He arm fucked the boy slowly and relentlessly, then harder and faster. Each time he went slowly, he felt the boys hole open more. He knew at this stage of the game, the boys hole was going to really determine when is elbow went in. Tom could use tricks to enable the deep fuck and make it happen faster, as long as Matty continued to ride and focused on how good his hole felt. But Tom—ass magician that he was— knew that for a submissive muscle twink like Matty, one with a deep daddy fetish and even bigger one for pain, Master Tom needed to weave a spell in the boy’s head that it was Tom taking his ass rather than Matty’s own internal muscles submitting to the full length of his arm. Reaching up to lightly pinch the twink’s oversized nipple with his free hand, he began to speaking slowly and calmly, “Let me take your hole boy, give it to me.” “Take some poppers and then a deep breath,” Master Tom continued, “I am going to push in just a tiny bit after you do that. I am gonna take your hole.” Master Tom intended to do nothing but keep a slow and steady fuck going. He had no intention of pushing anything. This was a crucial point in this particular spell—his own boy Simon, with all his years of training—still once in a while lost the headspace needed for this to work. Matty however, just smiled, and said, “Oh please, sir, I need to be stretched more, take my hole.” Master Tom imperceptibly began to slow the motion of his arm, and watched with great pleasure as the hot little man took four giant hits of poppers, breathed in, and then as he breathed out, his hole slowly stretched open, and took the widest part of Tom’s huge elbow. The boy’s hole stuttered a moment and time seem suspended, as a new round of sensory overload began working its way up to his head. But before those senses had time to fully reach Matty’s brain, he took another deep breath. And then began groaning as his mind got the message that his assring had taken a taken a giant stretch to the widest part of Tom’s hard elbow. But the breathe he had taken had already done it’s work. Time started again, Matty’s ass opened deeper and wider, and all of Master Tom’s huge arm from hand to elbow entered Matty’s hole. Master Tom smiled, god, it felt good to be inside a well-trained hole. Three days later Matty lay in bed on his side naked, his Daddy Bill’s big arms around his waist. Matty felt the big cock, rock hard, nestled between his welted asschecks, the warmth of the big cock felt soothing against his puffy hole, his well-trained instincts made him arch his back and position his asshole right over the huge cockhead. “Tell me again, how deep his arm went in,” Bill said, as he gently slipped his cock inside the burning hot hole, it’s puffiness wrapping and hugging his dick like a wooly blanket. Matty hissed as his sore insides parted around the big cock. He groaned as the big cock filled him, he felt every vein and ridge of the big warm tool so acutely, the precum slicking his hole, “So deep, daddy, so deep.”

Every fukn time I luv this story with those alphas breeding the dumb jockbro fag

I hate this question. I remember hearing it more back in the Craigslist days before PrEP. It’s a huge turn off and not just because I’m a bug chaser. I’m making the decision to fuck with you regardless of your status. If you care about the STDs of the other person then you shouldn’t be fucking raw. These days you’re wrong if the HIV status of your partner is a consideration. Asking in someone is “clean” is an unattractive personal insecurity. On a side note, I’ll ride you so hard if you tell me you’re pumping a dirty load in me. 😜

Have to post this now to try and find out in my mind what the hell happened? I am, or had been, totally straight. Married, kids and no thoughts whatever of gay sex. Then the following happened and I am still trying to figure out how? There is a small park near my home that I pass by on the way to and from work a lot. Had stopped there a few times to use the toilet (an old fashion outhouse type-one holer). Seldom if ever saw anyone there at all. Park almost always either empty or maybe there would be one guy sitting at a table or sometimes some families had small gatherings there but most times empty. Then a couple of days ago as I was coming home from work and had to pee really badly, I pulled in to find about two dozen motorcycles there. Looked like all guys and they seemed to be drinking and playing soccer. I didn't really pay much attention as I just headed to the toilet in a hurry and there was nobody back where that was. On the way back, I stopped to watch them kick the ball around a little bit. I walked closer to watch a bit as I was bored anyway and going home was to be boring as wife was at least two hours from getting off of work, so no big hurry. They had stuck what looked like tent poles in the ground for their goals and it looked like a pretty lively game. One of the guys happened to turn around and noticed me standing there watching and got up and walked over and asked if I was from around there? I told him I was and he said they were all from out of state and just passing through and were taking a break. He said, "Why not have a seat and be comfortable for a bit." I said sure and we sat down. He offered me a nice cold beer and since it was a hot day I accepted although I seldom drink beer at all (love my Rum LOL). We talked about minor stuff, kind of town it was, family, traveling and the game of course. Before I knew it I had downed about a half dozen beers and was into the game and cheering for anyone since I didn't know any of them. Some of the other guys were talking to me too and everyone seemed to be having a good time. At some point I turned to pick up my beer on the table behind me and stopped dead as two of the guys were standing behind the table and kissing and groping each other. I pretty much gawked at them as I don't think I have ever seen two guys doing that in public till that time. The first guy I had met noticed me about then and turning and looking, laughed and told me I should see the look on my face. I apologized and told him it had just taken me by surprise is all. He told me not to worry about it as they probably didn't care if I was watching them or not. I continued watching the game but now turned around a little more often as I was curious as to how far those two were going to go in public like that. By now one of them had his hand down the front of the others shorts and I could tell the guy was hard. I kept looking past them too to see if anyone else might come into the park but no other cars seemed to be going by. I turned back to the game again and didn't look around again for a while. When I did look again, I didn't see them at first and then noticed they had sat down on the ground and were mostly out of sight now. I didn't think any more of it again for a while as the game got kind of exciting about then.

I'm a free-use cum dump who loves to get a sleazy motel room and host anonymous tops ass-up and blindfolded. Whenever I'm not doing that, I'm looking for a one-on-one hookup through one of the several apps I use - BBRT, Grindr, Sniffies, A4A, the list goes on. I have never been picked up in a random location before - but that changed recently. I was at a housewarming party last weekend in one of those big suburban McMansions where the mortgage payment is so high the owners can't afford furniture to fill all the rooms. As usual most people gathered in the open-concept 'great room', where the kitchen island was buried under a massive assortment of wine and liquor bottles. A couple that I'm friends with knew the owners and invited me to tag along, but besides them I could count only two or three of the twenty-some guests as acquaintances. Some of my friends know that I'm into both men and women - I like to say that I bottom for penises and top for vaginas - but none of them know just how much of a cum- and bug-chasing slut I am. The friends I was with that night had no idea about any of it, and in fact my friend's wife had tried to set me up with her ne'er-do-well sister just the week before. I graciously declined. I don't need any kind of significant other getting in the way of the depraved, uninhibited, raw-is-law life that I love so much. But I digress. It was still early in the evening, and my friends had migrated to the far side of the great room where the homeowners were showing off the screen they had installed instead of a fireplace. Apparently no one told them that Netflix has a selection of fireplace videos, none of which require $5,000 to view. I was hovering near the kitchen island, waiting for a chatty couple to move so I could freshen my drink. I absently scanned the crowd looking for other familiar faces when I locked eyes with a guy standing near my friends and the fake fireplace. He was younger than me, about mid-thirties, with a slender build. He nodded and smiled and I nodded in acknowledgement before my attention was drawn away as the couple finally got out of the way. The homeowners couldn't afford a dining table but there was a pricey premium bourbon on the kitchen island, and it was calling my name. I poured three fingers into my glass - hey, it wasn't my money, and besides, I didn't want to have to wade back through a mass of humanity for a while - and stepped away. I milled around for a bit, slowly gravitating toward my friends, who had finished being awed by the homeowner's lack of financial restraint and were mingling with the few other people I knew. Before I could reach them, however, the stranger from across the room stepped into my path. "Hi," he said, extending his hand. I shook it, noting his firm grip. "Hi," I replied. The introvert in me was in full guise and I was at a loss for what to say next. He hadn't shared his name, and I got the sense that he didn't really want to know mine. He leaned in. "This may sound odd, but we've chatted before." I was surprised. I seldom attended house parties, so I had my doubts as to whether that was in fact the case. Perhaps he had mistaken me for someone else. "We have? Where?" He nodded, still leaning close. "On BBRT." I was momentarily taken aback. I protect my identity on all of the sites and apps because, let's face it, there are some weirdos out there. How, then, could he have recognized me? I was intrigued, but had to be careful since my friends had no idea. "Are you sure it was me?" I asked, neither confirming nor denying that I used the site. He smiled in response. "You shared your face pic once," he said. "You didn't have it on the site, so you sent it to me from your email account." In all the years I've been on that site, I only shared my face pic with a handful of guys. Alas for me, something had always gotten in the way that prevented me from meeting with them, no matter how much I wanted to. Each time that I missed out was a bitter disappointment. Why? Because the one thing that made me throw caution to the wind, the one thing that prompted me to eagerly send a guy my face pic, was a BBRT status of 'Positive' rather than 'Undetectable'. A shiver of excitement coursed down my spine at the realization. "So you're -" I stammered, unable to finish articulating the thought. But he knew what I meant. "Yup," he said with a grin. I stood there awkwardly for a moment. My cock was getting hard in my pants but I was unsure how to proceed. I was used to not seeing the guys who were using me, or showing up at someone's house or hotel room ready to get right down to it. Talking to a real live person felt very different, and to my chagrin it apparently made me bashful. Fortunately, he filled the silence. "Let's get out of here." It was all I could do to keep my feet from walking straight out the front door. But I was there with my friends, and they were my ride. How could I ever explain to them that I was going to leave with a random stranger, and so early in the evening? Embarrassed yet suddenly very horny, I explained my situation. "Okay then," he responded with a sly grin, "let's sneak upstairs. This house does have five bedrooms, after all." Five bedrooms for a childless couple seemed like overkill, but in the moment I was grateful for their avarice. The house had a home office on the main level, so how often would they ever go into any of the other bedrooms? My nerves were on edge with excitement. I finished my drink in one big swig, then nodded. He led the way to the back stairs, out of view of the party hosts and their guests, We tiptoed up the stairs, my pulse pounding in my ears the entire time. At the top of the stairs we passed an open door to what was obviously the couple's bedroom. It seemed to be the only room besides the home office that was fully furnished! The hallway ran the length of the house, terminating at a door to the attic space above the three-car garage that served as the fifth bedroom. A quick check revealed that the couple had installed a billiards table and several old-school arcade games in the massive room, so we backtracked to the smallest of the other rooms. Stepping inside, we discovered to our surprise that it contained a walk-in closet. He closed and locked the bedroom door, then led me inside the closet, which he also closed and locked. The sound of music from the party reverberated reassuringly through the floor. As long as no one walked in, no one would know we were there - or what we were doing. It was at that point that I realized with horror that not only was I not cleaned out, but I had no lube. "I don't care," he declared. "We'll make it work." We shed our clothes quickly, tossing them in two separate piles on the carpeted closet floor. He lowered his boxers slowly, revealing a small biohazard tattoo on his abdomen just above and to the left of his cock. And what a cock! It was cut and smooth, about seven and a half inches long and very girthy. I found myself hoping that my years of being a cum dumpster had stretched my hole enough to take this massive shaft with just spit! I suddenly found myself on my hands and knees as he knelt behind me. His tongue found my hole and began exploring, darting in and out while he sucked and slurped and made me as slick as he could. Once he was satisfied that I was ready he stepped in front of me, grasping my head with both hands and fucking my mouth roughly, forcing that huge sausage down my throat as deep as it would go. I gagged and coughed and covered his shaft with thick, slippery saliva, vaguely aware that some was also dripping from my chin onto the carpet. I didn't care. As his hips thrust back and forth my gaze scarcely strayed from his tattoo. At last he was ready. He pushed me back onto my hands and knees as he got behind me. He paid a little more lingual attention to my back door before I felt the tip of his cock pressing against it. "Uhn," I involuntarily reacted as the tip popped inside me. He didn't stop, instead sliding the entire length of his cock into my guts. My hole spasmed in protest, but the saliva had done the trick; it felt as though we were using lube. Soon he was sliding in and out of me with relative ease, though with each thrust inward it felt as though I was being impaled by an elephant. I forced myself to relax, and soon got into the rhythm. I relished having that big cock in my ass, and I was especially euphoric at the thought that I would finally get the poz load I had been craving. Any nervousness we may have felt at the idea of being caught melted away as we settled into what turned out to be a fantastic fuck. His cock hit my prostate just right with each thrust, causing the precum to flow freely and drip onto the carpet. We tried to be as quiet as we could despite the music downstairs, but the occasional moan and groan escaped our lips and added to the heat of the situation. "You want this poz load?" he snarled through gritted teeth. "Fuck yeah," I replied. "Give it to me!" Only a few seconds passed before his grip on my hips tightened and I felt the first telltale jerks of his cock. He thrust as deeply as he could, making sure that he pumped every toxic drop so deep into my guts that it wouldn't escape. "FUCK yeah!" he said, perhaps a little too loudly. "I knew I had to have that ass." I felt his cock soften in my hole, but he didn't withdraw it. He remained behind me, panting. I felt a drip of sweat from his forehead fall onto my ass. Then, he began fucking me again. "Get ready for load number two," he told me. "The second one comes quicker." Sure enough, after a few more minutes of pounding my hole he unleashed a second wad of cum deep in my bowels. Spent at last, he slowly slid out. "Oops," he said with a slight chuckle. I turned to look. Not only was there a wet patch of my precum on the carpet, a little further back was a small brown stain. "Fuck," I said, clenching my fists. I always pride myself on my internal hygiene for precisely that reason. Yet he didn't seem to care. He used his boxers to wipe off his cock, then pulled on his pants commando-style. I dressed as well, conscious of the wet spot in my underwear that threatened to soak through my pants. Dressed at last, we exited the closet and then the bedroom, sneaking back down the rear stairs. Just before we descended, he stepped into the couple's bedroom. I watched from the hall as he walked over to their laundry basket and stuffed his boxers into it, making sure to hide them under a few other articles of closing. "Do you think she'll wonder how he got shit on his boxers, or will he wonder where another man's underwear came from?" he said with a low, almost sinister laugh. Without another word he crossed to the hallway and went down the stairs ahead of me, checking to make sure the coast was clear before motioning for me to follow him. As I entered the kitchen my friends were standing at the island, pouring themselves another drink. "One more and then we're going to head out," my friend told me. "We have an early tee time tomorrow." He motioned to indicate the male of the host couple. "You also have an early appointment tomorrow," whispered my new friend as he discreetly slipped a card into my back pocket. "My place, nine a.m. We're gonna fuck every day, at least until you test positive. And probably a lot longer." I couldn't help but grin at the prospect of getting bred daily by his toxic cock. "I'll make sure to clean out next time," I replied with a wink. The next afternoon I spoke with my friend on his way home from the golf course. I, of course, had another poz load brewing deep inside me. "Funniest thing," he said as he described his outing. "they just moved in and apparently the upstairs smells like shit. Literally, shit." I feigned surprise. "Seriously?" "Yeah!" he replied. "They looked all through the upstairs and they found a shit stain on the floor in one of their closets. They figure one of the contractor's employees left it after they closed but before they moved in. Can you imagine? They spent all that money, and now she's insisting on replacing the carpet instead of having it cleaned." I didn't care. What I was imagining was another ride on that big cock. I mumbled a response and hung up, eager for another toxic load.

a very cute but very hungiover guy and I were chatting yesterday on an app, he was furry and young, a perfect cubby guy, but very hung over after a birthday party. Eventually he got so horny he came over and we got right down to it, he had a lovely thick cock and got hard as a rock in my mouth before pushing into my ass raw, no mention of condoms. he fucked really well and long until he turned me over onto my fours and gave me a really hard pounding, saying that he would love to cum in my ass. Of course I told him not to hold back and he blew a huge load in me. as he lay getting his breath back, I of course swallowed his cock and sucked him clean of any stray cum. We agreed once was going to be enough so once he works out his shifts I hope I get much more..........

i had just one video of me made. i was bent over the back of a couch, my hands were tied to my ankles from under the couch and my Top was crouching on the top of the couch just slamming his bare cock into my asscunt...it was incredible!! i watched it so many time...but somehow the file got corrupted and like an idiot, i never made a copy of it...

I’m the very, very last person to give anyone advice about dating, but this is what you’d lead with? I know we barely know each other, but let’s talk about what you need to do to qualify for this relationship. It’s okay, I have a checklist. It seems to me that one would want to suss out compatibility in a more indirect way. Tastes in music, food, recreation, pets, entertainment, etc. - start by exploring pleasurable, low-risk topics to get a feel. Share a story from childhood. Ask if the person has a favorite object, and why. People-watch and speculate about the lives of those who pass by - this can reveal many attitudes and assumptions. Politics and religion will have to be assessed at some point, but the first time out of the gate is not that point. Sex, I would think, could be a potential minefield, or not, depending on where you’re going with it and where you want it to go. Me, I would tiptoe if I went there at all.

More are coming from the US-MX border here to the NYC area where we have adequate if not UNLIMITED resources to house, feed and provide free bilingual education to their kids.

My last male sub BF and I use to perform on webcam. At the time, he was in his early 20’s and I was in my late 30’s. This was over twenty years ago when we lived in NYC. He was very slender, 27” waist, and typically shaved smooth to appear more feminine. I am 6’3” tall and weighed over 100 pounds more than him. We both loved it. The attention we received was very erotic. We did made sure not to show our faces though. I’d love to find a sub where I could explore filming and taking photos again. this is a photo from back than with my fat cock in his little pussy.

I like a Top to be verbal the whole time. I love nasty talk sex. But when he cums, I love to know it's happening and how much he's liking it.

Chapter 10 Jake rushes home, knowing better than to shower, he leaves the cum to dry on his tight skin. When he arrives at the house he enters his father’s room. Curious, he goes into his dad’s underwear drawer and finds one of his dad’s black Bike jocks, sniffs it and tries it on. Hoping his dad will approve, he decides to wear it for him. Knowing he will arrive soon he dims the lights and gets on all fours in his dad’s bed ass up. Looking behind he can see his wet cummy hole in the large mirror across from the bed. The thought of the coach and his teammates loads gets him hard again. Within a few minutes he hears the front door open. He hears his father walk through the house and soon enters the bedroom doorway. “There’s my boy! Exactly where he’s supposed to be”, Jason exclaims. He explores Jake’s ass and finds a river of cum leaking from his jock hole and onto the bed. He notices the new jockstrap his son is wearing and snaps the band against his muscle ass. “You like your dad’s jock son?” Jason asked as he explores his sons smooth ass. “Mmmmmmm, yes daddy. It makes me feel like a big boy”, Jake coos. “Yeah? You are my big boy aren’t you son?”, Jake’s dad asks. Jake simple replies, “Yes, daddy!” Jason spreads his sons hole wide and begins kissing his son muscular ass and then finds his wet hole. “I want you to tell me who fucked you!”, Jason says sternly and then begins to eat out his son’s cum filled hole. Jake begin to explain how he’d been fucked by the coach and his team members in the locked room early that afternoon as his dad devours his hole. His father gets harder and harder as he details the how his coach and team mate bred him. Knowing that his coach is already poz, Jake’s father gets worked up into a frenzy lapping up the cum in his son’s hole with his large tongue. His trimmed facial tickling at his son’s sensitive hole causing Jake’s eyes to roll in the back of his head. “Daddy please fuck me with your toxic cock”, Jake gasps uncontrollably “With pleasure” Jake’s sternly says through gritted teeth. In one quick movement, Jake’s dad stands up, lines up his steel hard cock and slams into his son balls deep. “Oh fuuuucccckkkk!” Jake screams as he feels his anal walls ripping open. “Yes, rape my slutty jock cunt Daddy!” Jakes yells as he looks back at the hairy beast that is his dad fuck him, his huge hairy pecs bouncing as he ravages his hole. “Fuck yeah, you faggot!” Jason spits on his sons wide muscular back, his cock pistoning in and out of his sons hole. Jason’s pubes are now wets with the cummy juices from his sons hole and Jason notices the red streaks on his thick dick. He begins to feel his heavy balls tense up. Anticipating his orgasm, his flips his son over and slams back in. He grabs his son’s neck tight and brutally fucks him. “You want my toxic load son?! You gonna beg for daddy’s poison inside you?! Show daddy what toxic slut he has created” Jason taunts. “Please daddy! Give me your poz cum!”, Jake begs barely able to get the words out as his dad chokes him. With all his effort he continues, “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” To the rhythm of his dad’s poundings. “Take my toxic load cunt! Fuuuuuuuuccckkk”, Jason cock flares and begins so unloads ropes and ropes of poisonous cum into into his son’s muscle hole. Jake wraps his legs around his hairy dad and clamps down on his dad’s enormous dick, milking his dad’s nector. His dad collapse on Jake sweating profusely and breathing heavily. “That’s my good boy” Jason says after he catches his breath and rolls over on his back and cuddles his son under his arm. Jason soon passes out from exhaustion and Jake lays his head on his dads hairy pecs and places his hand on his dads cum coated pubes framing his semi hard did and falls asleep soon after.

The problem is a lot of these folks themselves are lying. Most of these “paragons of moral virtue” and doing the same the things in private they denounce publicly. Babies, STDs and they like don’t come out of nowhere. People are fucking. The world has just conditioned a lot of us to feel shame about it and lie about sex. Women lie about sex for sympathy, especially a lot single mothers. Instead of telling everyone about their sexcapeds, they tell us they just happens to get pregnant the one time they’ve ever had sex with a guy who promised to marry them. A lot of gay men envy and want to emulate these women, so they patten this behavior. We also have a lot of guys who just have low self esteem, and just play this mind game with themselves that they aren’t looking for sex. There is ask a generation of feminist who have told the world no man should be allowed to cum unless their is some woman who is extracting resources from it.

Swollen pussy lips on a dude are a total turn-on. I love them on myself and on others. They are a sign of the level of devotion and commitment he has to his bottom craft. Swollen lips are yet another modification of a bottom's body, like pumped nipples, that indicate he sees his body and he wants the world to see his body as a total tool for service and the pleasure of his top man. The world needs more swollen pussy lips!

So glad you’re back sTud. I fucking love your filthy mind and Top noTch wriTing skills. Keep iT up!😈

Part 14 I lay there on the picnic table with the back of my head against the wooden slats and my eyes closed, feeling the waves of erotic indescribable delight wash across my naked sweat soaked body and through my racing drugged up mind. Relishing the just-made memories of the best damn sex I had ever had. Sex like I could never have begun to even imagine just a week ago. And I was dimly aware that as I played over and over in my mind of how Drew had taken my cherry ass I had no regrets. But even more I realized I felt no guilt knowing I had cheated on my wife. And realizing that only stoked my horniness and readiness for more secret wild fun with the three naked hot horny men I was with now. Not knowing I was doing it I caught myself rubbing the thumb of my left hand back and forth across my wedding ring. A dark smile crossed my face as I softly whispered, “She doesn't need to know.” I felt Drew's still-hard cock move inside my ass as he swayed his hips left to right, causing me to open my eyes. Drew was holding himself up on his lean strong arms his eyes locking onto mine. He had a devilish sexy grin on his face. “That's right, Daddy Justin. She doesn't need to know anything at all. She doesn't need to know how her man loves and needs dirty raw sex with other men. How you can't get enough of the fuck smoke and letting it feed your craving for cock and cum and ass. And she doesn't need to know how much you enjoyed feeling your married ass stuffed full of dick and flooded with hot cum. Cum from your own son's cock and balls.” Hearing Drew talking so filthy made me moan loud and deep. For a split second an image of my son Jeremy flashed across my mind but I quickly let it slip past as I felt my “new son” Drew begin to thrust his cock gently in and out of his “daddy's” hole. “You DID like feeling my hard cock pounding your hole, didn't you, Daddy?” I ran my hands up both of his arms, placed them behind his neck and pulled his face toward mine. “I fucking loved it, son! It was unbelievable!” Drew slid his tongue into my welcoming mouth as he started to make his movements between my legs a little faster and a little more forceful. Breaking our kiss Drew whispered seductively, “And you want more don't you stud? You want – you NEED – your ass fucked again and to have it filled with more cum, right?” “Hell yes! I want more. You're right, son. I need more. Please!!” “And you need more fuck smoke too doncha?” I heard Kevin say from next to me, his words immediately followed by the click of the flame that would make more of the clouds. My guttural moan was all the answer he needed and in a second he was slipping the stem of the pipe back between my lips. I wasted no time pulling the smoke deep inside me like the tina whore I had already become. As I blew out a 3rd consecutive cloud I felt Drew's hand grip my throbbing dripping boner and begin stroking it, at the same time stopping the thrusts of his cock into my needy hole but leaving it inside me. I moaned and writhed on my back feeling the electric jolts of pleasure his hand was giving my dick. “So you want your cheating married ass fucked and bred again, huh?”, he said softly, teasing me. “Oh fuck yeah! Please! Fuck me. Breed me. Fucking please!” I begged. “Then tell me, Daddy. Whose dick do you want to fuck you next, Kevin's or Ryan's? You're going to get fucked and bred by all three of us don't worry. But which one gets inside you next, Justin?” I almost came as his words registered on my brain. I hadn't thought about the other two guys fucking me but now the idea filled my thoughts. Damn! Who did I want pounding my married cheating daddy hole next??!! (more on the way soon)

Part 13 I was reveling in the intense and absolute pleasure my chem-fueled hungry hole was experiencing from the deep hard unrestrained thrusts of Drew's hard insistent cock in and out of it. There was no pain as I had felt when he first slid his young bare cock inside my virgin hole. Now there was nothing but a growing need and eagerness for this hot gorgeous stud to fuck me for hours if he wanted to and to fill my ass up with his tina cum over and over. Correction, I heard my mind say. To fill my cheating married daddy ass up with his tina cum!! I ran my hands across his sweaty smooth pecs and started to play with his hard nips. “Yeah, son. Fuck me baby! Fuck your daddy's horny manhole with your thick raw hard son-cock! Make it yours son! I want to feel my jock son shooting his thick warm cum deep inside my guts! Please son...fuck me!” From beside me I heard Kevin say, “I told you how much you'd love a cock up your ass didn't I buddy? Just like Drew and Ryan and I all do. Your ass is hooked already isn't it?” he asked with a lewd chuckle. “Hell yeah it is man! You know it is! It feels so fucking incredible!” I turned my head in the other direction as I heard Ryan's voice. “And it feels even more incredible, Daddy Justin, if you keep sucking the glass cock and letting the fuck smoke magnify everything you're feeling with a cock stuffing your ass.” My eyes were locked on the once again full bowl on the pipe as Ryan moved it toward me, slid the stem between my ready open lips and lit the flame making the white smoke swirl and thicken. I wasted no time sucking on the pipe and letting the smoke enter my lungs and body and very soul, knowing it was controlling me. And I wanted it to! “Yeah Daddy, suck that fuck smoke in deep, just like your tight warm ass is sucking my cock deeper inside your guts,” I heard Drew whisper in a voice hoarse and full of lust. “Your no-longer-cherry ass sucking your own son's raw cock deeper into your partyed up cheating married ass. Eager to be filled up with our family's DNA when I breed you with my cum. My incest cum, Daddy. That's what you want isn't you sexy dirty fucking stud?” I felt my cock throb violently and felt a new arousal in my mind when I heard Drew say the word “incest”. It was so wicked and decadent and wrong...and it WAS what I wanted from him. “Oh hell fucking YES son! Fill daddy's cheating hole with your ropes of incest cum. I need it so bad my sexy fucker. Give me every damn drop of your incest cum! Do it! DO ITTTT!!!!” I think I heard Ryan and Kevin both say something like “Hot fucking Damn! Beg for it man!”. But what I heard for sure and clearly was Drew shouting out, “Now, Daddy! Here it cums right-the-fuck now Daddy. Filling your sweet hole with your son's dirty incest seed!” And with a powerful thrust into my stretched hole I felt Drew's cock throb and swell inside me followed by spurt after spurt of fresh hot cum coating my insides. Coating them with my son's incest cum! (to be continued)

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

I would be willing to travel for an opportunity to be used like that for a weekend

If you're going to commit to being a cocksucker for various men, you need to be prepared and able to handle that kind of stuff. My job is to suck his cock the way HE wants it. I have guys with no limits that ask me to drink a ton of water and they like to throat fuck me so i puke up water. Its not my first choice of things to do, but its not up to me. Im there to provide a mouth and throat for him to use to cum. I would never push back, unless he wanted me to.

I started work this morning and I got a text from one of the guys I work for. I work for two men, married to each other one is a top the other a bottom. The bottom had left for work and the top wanted a morning fuck. I was in the kitchen and the top was in his bedroom which shares a wall with the kitchen, so he's about 25 feet from me as the crow flies. I had done my morning wank about 20 minutes earlier so was not in the mood and told him so. He asked me to at least massage his balls while he jerked off. I told him I had to finish what I was doing first but I knew I would give in. He has one of those cocks I just can't say no to. Its thick and meaty and always hard. Plus he had a supply of decent poppers so there you go. A little while later I was backed up on to his cock, talking dirty trying to get a load out of him so I could get on with my day. When I get cock in my hole I am ready to pop in no time. For me it was a pump and dump kind of situation. Less than ten minutes I was taking his load and jizzing all over the bed spread. Fast forward to 4pm and it was my turn to need some cock. We were working out in the orchard this time (I work in the house and on the farm) so I asked him for a fuck break. He never says no when ask for cock. Ten minutes later I was on all fours with his fat cock wrecking my hole. I am serious when I say wrecking my hole. Half the time when he fucks me my ass needs a week or two to heal he's that thick. Then other times I can take him with no problem. I did not cum but his cock felt so good it was satisfying plus he came twice and I love that.

I know what I want to do. What is that? Larry asked. I want to experience everything I’ve missed. Before this trip I had a hard time cumming when I had sex In 24 hours I’ve cum a dozen times and I want more I’ve read so much and now I’m ready to act. I want to take and give as much cum as I can to as many guys that I can. The more the better. Do you understand the risks? Asked Larry. Of course I do. HIV? Of course. I don’t care. I never asked you your status or Nick’s. Yet you have talked about being a real man and “converting”, are you poz? I don’t know admitted Larry. My last test was neg 10 months ago but I got the “flu” a few months ago. I bet I’m poz. Nick is poz and on no meds. It was on his Grindr info. I told him to not tell you. You mean stealth me? Yes. I realized how much I like you and was trying to find a way to tell you. I’m really sorry now. Don’t be sorry. You have liberated me. I know what I want now. I’m glad you seduced and stealthed me. Really? Yes!! I want to start to chase and poz up. I want you to fuck me now and then take me to a raunchy adult video store to suck lots of cock and get fucked as much as possible by strangers preferably by poz guys. Larry’s mouth was wide open. OK he managed to say. We have to get you tested to be sure you are positive so I can always think you are the one that pozzed me. I want that. Larry nodded and then approached me and ga be me the most passionate kiss I have ever had. We began to make love. Poz me please. Fuck me and charge me up I whispered. I will was the answer. I thought I had experienced the best sex ever an hour ago, but this was just more than I could comprehend. Larry’s cock hit new areas on my G spot and when I climaxed I spasmed and shook. Larry’s climax was announced he was pozzing my ass. I realized I was falling in love with him. Once we recovered we showered and got ready for my first bookstore experience. Larry knew of one nearby and he warned me it was raunchy but busy. Outstanding I replied. By the way I saw a fair amount of blood on my cock with this last fuck. I know. I tasted it and thought I saw some as well. I did not clean out. I wanted to keep my ass full of poz cum. Everyone who fucks me will drive it into my bloodstream. I was never horned as much as I was at that moment We arrives about 8 pm. It was busy and only Tuesday. We paid and walked around and found a booth that was roomy with gloryholes on each side. Larry told me about rubbing my finger on the whole to invite a vock to come thru. We put on a gay bareback video. I rubbed my fingers and a vock appeared only 6 inches but I began sucking. I was enthusiastic and in a few minutes I was rewarded with a large load of sweet tasting cum. I kissed Larry so he could get a taste. I went to the other hole and repeated my invite. An 8 inch beauty cut cock presented. I greedily sucked him and deep throated him. He pulled out and spoke to me and told me to show him my ass, which I promptly did. I felt him rimming me which felt nice and then his cock pushed into me. Larry took out his cock and I sucked on it while getting fucked. My ass was flooded in a few minutes and the cock was gone. Wow was that hot!!!! Anonymous fucking. Larry turned me around and felched me. Wow I’m in cum dump heaven. I swallowed 8-10 loads. All tasted great but each tasted differently. Larry tasted each one. I took 5 anonymous loads up my ass. Some said thank you but one announced I took a poz load. He was very surprised when I thanked him and asked to clean his cock. But he let me. Yum!!!!! We left after a few hours went to a diner for a quick bite. Larry and I just smiled at each other, Cheshire Cat grins. I was so happy. So was Larry. I couldn’t wait to fuck him when we got back. I was leaking and had a semi hard on and I didn’t care who saw. We got back to the room and I attacked Larry kissing him pulling and biting his nipples sucking his cock, rimmed him and fucked him hard. Take the last of my negative cum I yelled as I shot another load in him. It tasted so good when I felched him and licked the load he blew. We shared it then I swallowed it. Larry was amazed at my transformation in less than 2 days. I was so satisfied and happy. I finally knew who I was and embraced it. What’s next? asked Larry. Show me how you got your nipples so big. Just so happens I brought my nipple cylinders and pump with me. Show me. Larry brought everything out and pumped each nipple left it on for 20 minutes then slipped an O ring on and removed the cylinder. My nips were 5 times their original size. The pumping felt so hot and the banding kept them big and erect. They looked so hot. This has to be done daily for more than a year before they stay big permanently Larry said. I was hooked. I’ll have to buy cylinders and start pumping. Leave the bands on until they fall off to get maximum size. Sensitivity should increase as well. HOT!!! Whats next asked Larry. Baths. Chicago has great ones. One famous and one raunchy. Famous first and raunchy the next day I answered. Wow you really are transformed Larry said. Then he said let’s go to bed. You have poz cum that needs to be worked in for maximum effect. Yes!!! I said. We have work to do in preparation for tomorrow. I looked at my pumped nipples. The were a sight to see. I should take pics to document how big they get. My nips were smaller than yours when I started. Larry said admiring his pumping. We have some serious fucking to do. Let’s go to bed.

Excessive douching will cause one’s bowels to become depending on enemas in order to poop. All of the symptoms that you’re describing poInt to excessive douching. So, stop the douching, get yourself a probiotic or eat lots of yogurt, and increase your water intake. In the meantime your back side needs to rest and as someone else pointed out, sometimes you need to take your sports car out of service for maintenance .

Part XII As my ass was being pounded over and over, my mind was still completely befuddled. What the hell am I doing? Then it was like omg I want this to never end. Back and forth, what a conflict, but the wanting was far greater and the feeling of pleasure of that beauty of a cock ravishing my hole and rubbing my prostate was too much to ignore. My bud was getting faster now and harder. It felt like he was trying to drive me through the table we were on, but the pleasure never stopped. In and out went his cock driving us both crazy with pleasure. Then I could actually feel his cock seem to expand more and more and I knew he was getting close to filling my hole with his POZ cum, again, and I wanted every drop of it. Then with one more mighty thrust as deep and hard as he could, I felt his cock start to throb and knew he was cumming in me and my own cock started to spew my cum between us at the same time. He ground into me and then it was done. He rolled off of me and then scooped up the cum on our stomachs from my orgasm and licked it off of his fingers and then leaned over me and kissed me, feeding my own cum into my mouth, with a deep kiss. As we both started to recover, I noticed that a couple of more guys, I had never seen before, had entered the tent and were standing next to the table. They were both naked as well and my eyes almost bugged out of my head as I noticed they both had hardons that looked like they might have extra legs. They looked like twin cocks and had to each be around a foot long and bigger around than my wrist. My buddy then told me that this was the surprise he had told me about when I got there. They had just come in last night and he had told them about me and they both wanted to try me out. I just stared, thinking there was no way anything that big could possibly get in me. As my bud got up, one of the new guys climbed on the table in his place and lifting my legs up he crawled between them and and started to rub his huge cock around my hole. I was scared out of my mind and could only think that there was no way that could possibly go in my little hole. Then he started to push and to my surprise I could feel it edging its way in, slowly but surely and then with a pop, the head was in me and then he started to sink further and further into me. My head just rocked back and forth as I moaned out, no, no, stop, it is way too big, but he didn't stop and kept pushing deeper into me. It seemed like forever when I realized his stomach was against me and his whole mammoth cock had to buried all the way in me. I couldn't believe it. With only a few seconds of waiting he then pulled back and slammed it into me hard. I almost screamed with the pain of that thrust and could actually feel the lips of my ass split some. I knew he had torn me up with that thrust and tried to stop but couldn't move as he started to pile drive my ass faster and faster and harder and harder. My pain became pleasure again and I found myself pushing my ass back at him on every instroke. My head rolled from side to side as I could only moan in pleasure. I barely registered my original buddy leaning down to tell me, have fun, these two probably have the highest viral levels of poz cum of any of us here, so you are being very well bred. For the next two hours, these two new guys, took turns, pounding my hole. First one for a while and then the other one would climb on. Finally, the first one to go, told me he was ready and I could feel every single throb of his monster cock as he came for what seemed like forever in me. Then the other monster cock was back in me and after another 10 minutes he told me he was ready and again the throbs and huge amount of cum were deposited in me and this time I felt my own cock erupt again and as he had basically tipped me almost upside down by then, my cock was pointed right at my face and I opened my mouth and my cum filled my mouth full as I gulped it down my throat.

Part IV I was not sure what was happening but the guy on me stopped kissing finally. I was too breathless to say anything as he told me he was sorry but my ass just felt too good and watching his buddies fuck had him horned up badly. I could feel what seemed like his cock pushing into my hole and couldn't understand what was happening at all. He went on to tell me, in a whisper, that his cock was precumming like he had never done before and it was really lubing my hole up for him. He told me he couldn't stop now. I was so shocked I still could not talk. He went silent again and leaned forward more and kissed me again running his tongue into my mouth again and as he did I felt what must have been the head of his cock slide into me then. I groaned as it hurt some but not real bad. He kept kissing me and I could feel his cock sink into me more and more. I had no idea what to do. Then all at once I thought something else bump my balls and realized then that he must be all the way in me and it was his balls hitting mine. I couldn't believe a cock was buried all the way into my ass. My eyes had to be as big as saucers and I was panicking some now. He pulled back from the kiss and told me again, he was sorry, but couldn't stop himself. As he said that he was pulling his cock back out of me and then back in and again and again. I couldn't move at all and then he was hitting something inside me and I felt my own cock twitch in his hand. He smiled then and told me it was about time I started to feel the good part. I must have looked puzzled then and he told me he was now rubbing against my prostate and I would begin to love it real soon. He then started to just hammer my ass as hard as he could, in and out and in and out. Faster and harder and was stroking my cock with his hand also. He leaned in to kiss me again and this time I couldn't help it and returned the kiss. I was really flying now on the sex. My cock was about as hard as I could ever remember it being. His cock in my ass and his hand on me had me in overdrive. I pulled away from the kiss and asked what the hell was going on? He told me to just enjoy it. I dropped my head down some and then I felt it. The unmistakable feeling of my cock getting ready to release my cum. I looked him in the eyes and told him I was going to cum and he told me he was ready also. I then felt my cock erupt and he seemed to be cupping the end of it in his hand and before I knew what he was doing, he brought his hand up between us and licked up my cum and then planted another kiss on me and fed me my own cum. He kept his mouth sealed to mine and all I could do was swallow it. As I was swallowing it he pulled away then and told me he was cumming now and hoped I had enjoyed that load of mine as it was probably the last neg load I would have. I had no idea what that meant. He moaned and I could tell he was really cumming a lot in me and grinding hard into my ass. He then told me he loved my nolonger virgin ass and now I would probably be positive like him all his friends there. I still had no idea what he was talking about but it had felt damn good. He asked if I wanted some more? I asked what he meant? He then got up and as he did, before I knew what was happening, another guy had knelt down behind me and I felt his cock entering my hole. I yelped and tried to move but with nowhere to go he bottomed out in me quickly and started to pound my hole like there was no tomorrow. He was really just plainly pounding as hard and fast as he could into me and surprise surprise, to me it felt about as good as the first guy had. He did not last long though, maybe about 3 or 4 minutes, and he told me he was cumming in me too and I was sure to be pregnant now as he had a load measured at about 200,000, whatever that meant. My legs were so cramped now I couldn't move at all and before I knew it I had had about 8 guys fuck my ass. Everyone of them kept telling me to take their poz loads and get pregnant but that made no sense to me at all. Finally, the first guy was able to help me get up and I sat right down on the ground exhausted. I could not get my head around what had happened at all, but knew that it was probably just the damn drinking I had done. I vowed to not drink that much that fast again. Many of the guys there came by then and patted me on the back and told me welcome to their club. I thought they were just talking about their bikes or soccer. I sat there for a good half an hour with my pants, by know clear to my ankles, before I could really move much on my own. I felt my sore ass and my fingers came away with their cum and some blood on them that was seeping out of my abused hole. The first guy sat beside me then and told me not to worry as many times a virgin ass bled some but would go away soon. I smiled a little and told him I hoped so as I would hate for my wife to see much blood there. He laughed a little then. Then he got kind of serious and told me I might want to get to a doctor in the next couple of days though and let him know what I had had done to me. I asked why if the bleeding would stop soon anyway. He then told me what they had been talking about when they told me they were POZ, AND I WAS GOING TO GET PREGNANT WITH THEIR BABIES. My mouth dropped open and I could not even talk. He asked me if I was ok now or did I want some more? He was serious! WHAT A CRAZY DAY AND THING TO SAY TO ME. But, did I want more or not? I decided I had better call the doctor first thing in the morning for sure. As I got up to go, he told me they were camping out there for about 3 days if I wanted to stop back by?

Part II The game was getting more intense now and I just kept on staying and watching. Didn't realize that I had now downed another 3 or 4 beers and really had to go pee again. Went to get up and almost fell on top of the first guy I had met. He grabbed me and held me up. I apologized and told him I guessed I had not been paying attention to how much I had been drinking and it kind of caught me by surprise. I kind of staggered off to the toilet then. I didn't know he had followed me until I got there. He told me he just wanted to make sure I was alright. I really was fumbling trying to unzip my pants and was almost giggling about it. He told me to hold still a sec and reached out and before I knew it he had undone my pants, button and zipper and they almost fell off me as he reached in and grabbed my cock and pulled it out for me. I was so out of it that it didn't even register at first and then I was kind of embarrassed. He let go of me then and I took ahold of myself and was able to mostly hit the hole with my piss. I was so shaky that some missed and got on the seat though and then I just couldn't seem to get my pants back up good and fastened. He, again, took matters into his own hands and tucked me in and did my pants back up for me. For some reason I didn't even notice at the time my cock had started to come up some. We walked back to the table, mostly him walking and me staggering badly by now. I must have looked pretty funny and some of the guys there had huge grins on their faces and a couple laughed when I almost missed the seat sitting down. I was a little red in the face I am sure and grabbed my beer there and took another drink hoping the cold would just help a little or something. I started watching the game again but found myself almost slipping off of the seat now. I finally gave up and sat on the ground. I turned to place my beer on the seat then and from this vantage point I now could see behind the table and the two guys from earlier were in plain sight now. I am sure my eyes bugged out and they were both now completely nude it seemed and were in a 69 position. From my point of view, from the side actually of them, I could see they both had their cocks in each others mouths and were really gulping on each other. I just sat and stared. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of them for a while and then as I was watching, one of them grabbed the others legs and lifted them up and apart. I saw him then licking the guys balls and then his tongue kept on going until I could tell he was licking his hole. As I watched he got more and more spit on that hole and then I could tell his tongue was actually going into it some and the other guy had quit sucking him and was now moaning and telling him how great it felt. I was mesmerized. What the hell?