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Pulling out is for porn lol

I think all btms want to be bred, just a matter of time before they admit it to themselves and beg for it.

This happened to me last week. I was walking past a well known cottage, I needed a piss anyway so popped in. The place was empty, so went to the urinal and pissed, when I finished I played with my cock a bit and soon got hard. Anyway there i was jerking off and i heard footsteps approaching, so I pretended I was pissing. A guy approached the urinal and unzipped, I could see from the corner of my eye he was jerking and looking at me. So I took a proper look at him, he was about 6ft 1, blond hair, blue eyes, slim and in his early 20's. He was hot and it did not take long for my cock to stiffen again. I started to jerk my cock again and turned to face him, slowly jerking my cock as I watched him do the same, my 6 inch cock looked tiny compared to his, it must have been about 8 or 9 inches, uncut and I wanted it. We made eye contact, and I said follow me and went to a cubicle. I closed the door behind us and kissed this hot stranger, our tongues exploring each others mouths, my cock was now rock hard. Whilst we were kissing, I put my had down to his cock and felt its hardness through his jeans, my hand reached for the zipper and opened the fly of his jeans. His rock hard cock flopped out of his jeans, I wrapped my hand around his cock and slowly jerked it, moving my hand up and down the full length, from the bulbous head to his big balls. I stopped kissing him and went to my knees, undid the buckle on his belt and undid his jeans and pulled them down. There I was on my knees with a huge uncut cock inches from my face. I put his cock in my mouth moving slowly down the length of his shaft, it was too big for me to get it all in my mouth but I did my best. I was sucking wildly on his cock as if it were some popsicle. I grabbed his cock with my hand and pulled his foreskin back, revealing a large head, I resumed my sucking again, paying particular attention to the head, the guy (I never got his name) began moaning as my attention to his cock got more intense. I sucked for another couple of minutes, when he asked me to stop as he was about to cum. I said to him I want his cum in my mouth. He said no, he wanted to fuck me. He asked me to stand, he then pulled me close and kissed me some more. As we were kissing, he grabbed my ass, his finger rubbing my hole. He then just shoved his finger in, the pain was intense and I tensed up a bit, but he continued to finger fuck me, I soon relaxed and he entered a second finger in me and this continued for a few more minutes. He withdrew his fingers and told me turn around and bend over, I happily obliged. He lowered his head to my ass and spat onto my hole and fingered it in my tight hole. He then stood up and pushed his bare cock deep into me, he held it there for a few moments whilst I adjusted to his huge manhood. He started slowly, pulling back until he almost came out of my ass then pushed back in to the hilt. Gradually his pace quickened until he was fucking me nice and hard, his cock pulling almost all the way out, the big cock head almost popping out, then forcing back deep in me, his shaved balls slapping my ass. He grabbed my hips and fucked me nice and hard. Meanwhile my cock was bouncing around and slapping my belly as he fucked me deep and hard, a stream of pre-cum oozed from my cock. I was fucked this hard for about 5 minutes, when his pace changed, he started moaning and said he was about to shoot. He asked if he could cum in me. i agreed he could. He slowed down slightly and grabbed hold of my hips tighter. His cock pulsed in me and I knew he was cumming, He stopped his thrusting and left his cock in my ass as he finished emptying his cum into me. He pulled out, wiped his cock on some tissue and left. I went to the hand basin and washed my hands. I could hear him talking to a woman outside. She asked him what took him so long as he was nearly 15 minutes, he apologized and said he didn't feel too good. I think it was his girlfriend he kept her waiting whilst he fucked me. Luckily I don't think she heard his moaning. I had enjoyed my visit to this cottage, I had gotten a good fucking and an ass full of cum. I shall return to this cottage in the hopes of more fun, hopefully with the same guy.

Nothing particularly special ..... Pumped it up my favorite "regular" at Slammer ... he's always in the same place, and seems to be a really nice kid. Talked to him for a while in the bar. Sometimes he brings his best buddy (also a hot fuck), but the buddy wasn't there last night. He understands my own peculiar Lusts, and loves getting his Hole fucked full while I wander around elsewhere. He's even backed off on shaving his ass - which is totally delicious. I'm probably one of a dozen or more of his "usuals", and I like that.

Chapter 67: Dad on Dad Once the waiter left, my step dad told my real dad that neither had fucked the other in ages, but that was all about to change. My real dad told me sorry you've had your fun already, now it's our turn. He did have a special request for me to video them, and I agreed. Both dads were already hard from seeing the waiters cock, especially my real dad hoping his twin could also be there and DP him just like they did his son. My step dad was hard trying to figure out how he could get in on the action. They started by 69ing each other. Both had already started to pre cum some and my real dad said there was nothing better than the taste of highly charged cum. My step dad agreed. They both agreed that whomever came first would be the one to get fucked first so they would have some time to recharge and fuck the other. My real dad shot his load first, and my step dad immediately mounted him after they kissed and swapped his cum. They both fucked each other hard and primal, with plenty of hot poz talk. Although I thought it might be a romantic session, it was anything but that. My step dad fucked my dad without mercy, spitting in his face, reminding him that he was fucking him just like he use to breed him. After my step dad flooded his guts, we again got in bed together with me between my two dads. They both had huge smiles on their faces, and my dad told my step dad he loved how the session reminded him of the first time they had piggy sex together. He told me that in fact it was the first time he had ever truly had piggy sex with anyone before, and how he had converted. My step dad then kissed me and said he guessed that's where I got my desire for piggy sex. My step dad thought he heard his wife getting back, and threw on his swim shorts, and got into the shower to make it look like he was coming from the pool. While my step dad was in the shower, my real dad told me he wanted me to fuck him for the first time. I told him I was wondering when he would ask! He told me my step dad had said I've become a good top, but practice makes perfect. My dad said if I was half the top that I was at a bottom, that would be great. After my step dad left, my real dad and I made out some, and before I made love to him, he said I've told you this before, but I will again. He said that he had never thought about pozzing me, at least not initially. He said he was somewhat suprised on how quickly I came to that decision with my step dad. In fact, he was suprised on how quickly I learned to like M2M sex. My real dad said he was vers, bur had always yearned to have my cock buried in him. With that he just said fuck me son. I told him that I wasn't going to fuck him, but make love to him. He smiled and said my step dad had taught me well. I then told him to get on his back, so that I could first eat his loaded ass. I remembered what he said about nothing tastes better than highly charged cum. I don't know that it actually tasted much, if any different though. Perhaps it did, or maybe it was just a mind fuck. I got as much cum out of his ass as I could with my tongue, and bent over to kiss him before I started to make love to him. Our session was very verbal, but in a loving way. My dad would say things like that's my boy, great job son, make love to me as i did to you, etc. I was also verbal by telling my dad I loved him, and I was so happy that he had came into my life again, and celebrated my new life, making me closer than we had ever been. I told him deep in my heart, I knew he wanted to be the one to first teach me about M2M sex, but understood the timing wasn't right, and frankly I wasn't sure that I was ready for it anyway. I made love to my real dad the longest that I had ever made love before. Although my balls were aching, when I thought I was going to cum, we talked and kissed each other, with my cock motionless inside him. After about 40 minutes my balls couldn't take it anymore. I shoved my cock deep in him as far as I could, pulsing my load deep in him. We rolled over on our sides with me never taking my cock out of him. We fell asleep in each other's arms, and after some time, my flaccid cock slipped out of him, leaving a huge amount of cum on the sheets. Not only was it a long session, but my edging in him built up quite a load.

A few months back I met a horny older bottom in the gym sauna who enjoyed sitting on my cock. We got so riled up I eventually invited him back to my place so we could finish up. He was fine with bareback, but for some reason despite all the precum I put in him, he insisted I pull out. Of course, I said I would, but I did not. I pretended I was, but really it just meant I pulled out as I was cumming, still getting most of my load in him. I feel like guys like that really want that anyway, to have someone violate their "consent" anyway. I find it kind of insulting and misinformed. It's an unruly demand to make guys pull out this day and age when you can protect yourself or choose not to do bareback. For the rest of us, we have seed to spread.

the rest stop is real, everything else is... I’m a senior in college, play baseball and am deeply closeted. For a few years, I’ve stopped at a rest stop near the airport for some under the stall fun, knowing I’m far away from anyone who’ll recognize me. On a few occasions, I’ve even gone to a truck with a trucker to suck him off in privacy. I’ve never gone further then sucking, even when some of the truckers have wanted my ass. Some have even offered me money, but I’ve been too scared. One Sunday afternoon, I was fooling around on a cruising/hook-up app when a message popped up. I looked at the picture and the guy had no face pic, but the body picture was nice. I opened the message and was kind of shocked by what it said. “That was a really hot blow job you gave me a couple nights ago.” I looked and reread the message again, shocked that a message this direct and revealing was coming to me. I responded back, “Think you got me mixed up with someone else.” Few minutes went by with no response, and I was thinking the guy had been too ashamed to respond. Finally, just as I had put the message aside, I got another notice of a message, from the same guy. Thinking it’d be a simple, “My bad” response I opened the message. The words in the message chilled me to the bone. “No, you stupid punk. You sucked my cock, in my truck at the rest stop on I-5, near the airport. We started under the stall, you in the middle one, me in the handicap stall.” I again read and reread the message, thinking to myself that I had sucked a guy off in his truck the other night, and it had started in the restroom. I had never had a public/anonymous hook-up find me online. I tried to play it off and replied back that he might have mistaken me for someone else. Few minutes later, another reply. “No boy, it was you. Gray sweater, Cal Bear logo front, hoody. Jeans and green running shoes. We went to my truck where you sucked my cock. You begged me to let you swallow my load. When I touched your ass, you shoved my hand away and said you don’t get fucked. Sound familiar yet? Or do you need to see your lips wrapped around my cock?” The fear jumped from a six to about 12 when he described exactly what had happened, down to the color of my shoes. What terrified me most was that he implied there was a picture of me sucking him. I responded back, “What the hell is going on?” Ten minutes of silence and I was in a panic. Finally he responded, “What’s going on is I want a piece of that hot boy ass you got or the video of you sucking me, begging for my load and swallowing it like it was the last drink you’d ever get accidentally pops on Xtube.” Immediately after the message came an image alert. I accepted the picture and I see my face, very clearly, with my lips wrapped around the cock. A second file comes through, this one of an audio file. My stomach turns to rock as I hear myself begging, “Give me your load. Let me swallow it.” I’m almost in tears, terrified of what this means. I respond back, “What do you want?” He replies, “I told you I want that ass of yours. I want those tight ass lips stretched around my cock. It’s your choice boy, your ass is mine either way.” I looked at his response and tried to figure out what I could do. After realizing there was no way out, I responded back. “When?” The response was immediate, like he knew he had me. “You’ll be at the rest stop tonight, 9:30 sharp. Wear a jockstrap. Go in the handicap stall. There will be a bag with a couple of items and instructions. Follow the instructions and wait for the next step. Remember, if you’re not there at 9:30, the video goes to Xtube and maybe your coach will get a copy of it also?" End part 1. let me know if you want part 2.

In Berlin from 22 - 26 May. Any suggestions for hot n sleazy places to visit?

Hi everyone, I'm an asian bottom slut and excited to be here with all of you. The experience I think about most often was being blindfolded, tied up, and used bareback by 2 older tops. I was 20 and they were twice my age. It was so humiliating and degrading, but also so hot. I've been chasing that feeling since!

I’m sorry to have to tell you that if you have to ask for ideas about how to dominate a submissive, you are not the person who should be doing this. The experience will almost certainly be a disappointing for him at some level. At worst, it could be risky. The Domination/submission dynamic works when it works because two symbiotic psychologies enhance one another; the Dominant has an inner drive and desire to control, while the submissive has an inner need to feel powerless. If either drive is absent, the other drive has only its own energy to draw from, and it is seldom enough. You are clearly not a Dominant, or you would know how to make this submissive feel used and owned without asking, and would relish the thought. You are also obviously not yourself a submissive, because if you were, you would have an innate understanding of what would make this submissive feel used and owned, and would not need to ask. In my (considerable) experience, attempts by non-BDSM practitioners (referred to in the lifestyle as ‘vanillas’) to scene with those in the subculture rarely go well. The BDSM person can meet the vanilla on vanilla terms well enough, and have an acceptable non-BDSM scene, but it doesn’t work the other way. If you have an interest in BDSM but are not experienced in it, I strongly recommend that you observe some scenes, and then participate at an entry level, before trying to organize anything, let alone set up a bespoke scene for an individual. There are all manner of things that could go pear-shaped if you lure BDSM players to a scene knowing nothing about the standards, expectations, codes, and variations of practice (myriad) that they could bring with them, and if you can’t spell out, will assume. A submissive is not just a bottom, and ‘subspace’ is a very real state of mind that a submissive can enter, and seeks too enter. When in that state, the submissive is acutely vulnerable, and inexperienced players can cause harm, and fail to provide the requisite aftercare. If you are inexperienced, on no account should you place, or allow anyone to place, the submissive in bondage of any kind, for any duration whatsoever. I urge you to consider whether you have the experience to provide the scene you propose, or whether it might be better to offer a more mainstream experience, at least until you have had a chance to become initiated into the lifestyle.

ok, this time I lost my password and totally forgot which email I used. After much struggle, I'm back. The story continues: "Let's move this into the bedroom where we can get more comfortable," said Rane. We all shed the rest of our clothes as we moved to their master bedroom and king size bed, Laney and I laying back and basically being ravished by these two gay studs. We both were getting what we had set out for, so we just surrendered and put ourselves in Mike and Rane's hands for the night. Laney looked at me briefly before the lights went out and grinned that cute little crooked grin of his before Mike swallowed his face again. Rane flipped around and I put my nose up his hairy asshole while he swallowed my entire cock and balls and I attempted to stretch my mouth around his big, flared mushroom head, which felt big as a baseball to my aching jaws. After a while I contented myself with licking up and down his 10 inch shaft like a lollipop, driving my nose into his musk scented cock hair and shyly sticking out my tongue to taste his clean but tangy asshole. "Yeah, rim Daddy's manhole bitch," said Rane. I just groaned as he sat up and drove his asshole down on my tongue and I gave my first rimjob to a man. He reached back and spread his cheeks so I could get deep inside the sweet pink meat past the brown puckered opening. He tickled my asshole lightly but kept going back to deeply pushing his fingers into my cheeks on both sides of my asshole, all the way to the bone. I was desperate to get fucked. They both got off the bed and stood at the foot, pulling Laney and me, side by side, to the end of the bed, ass-up, and handed us bottles of poppers, the first time I'd tried it. "Breeathe deep and hold it, then take another and another until you get intoxicated by it," said Rane. I felt my muscles relax, it felt like my scrotum muscles relaxed and my balls dropped, my cock felt amazing and my ass-hole pucker smoothed out and I Felt like it gaped open. It was just an impression though, because as Rane first tongued out my hole, then squirted KY up my boypussy I could feel I was tight and firm inside, no matter how relaxed and sloppy I felt. They both held their thick, swollen, flaring mushroom heads to the opening of our virgin (as far as mancock was concerned) boypussies and Rane told us both to back up onto their cocks at our own pace. "Oh my god Rane, you're cock is so big," I groaned. "Shut up bitch. Call me Daddy when you address me while we have sex from now on, but don't talk at all. You can whimper, but no talking. Push your ass back, get used to the girth, open and close your boypussy, squeeze it, back off, then push a little more. You two little fairies go at your own pace this first time. Don't expect such gentle fucking next time, though." We both did as he said, and Mike pushed my face to Laney, and we kissed deeply and slobbered into each other's mouths as we backed up onto their big, rock hard cocks. They were both naturally horny, virile studs, but unbeknownst to us they had both popped Viagra when we walked in the door an hour before and we were both in for a rock-hard four hour fucking. Once I felt Rane's thick cock-hair on my soft white butt-cheeks I pushed back and started flexing my pussy muscles, alternately gripping and relaxing my sphincter until I felt the burning stop and concentrated on his head stabbing my prostate deep inside while savoring the stretching of my pussy around his thick cock. Rane held my hips and started fucking me steady, hard and slow, banging my cheeks with a pop at the end of his stroke. He rotated his hips as he reamed me out and it felt amazing. I whimpered and moaned like a girl while I arched my back and just enjoyed the feeling of submitting my ass to a virile man who was breeding me like a whore. Condoms had never been mentioned and I was so enthralled I never even considered asking. I felt like I was falling in love with Rane and would have done anything he asked me to and I craved his seed deep inside my body, so rubbers or even pulling out was never in the picture. He kept pulling his cock all the way out so he could look at my stretched boypussy, then slamming it back in. I was so relaxed with poppers and lust I felt no pain and relished the hard fucking. After Laney and I were completely cherry-broken, we were rolled over and laid back on the pillows, lifting our legs over our lovers' shoulders. It was time for our real breeding. Mike and Rane kissed us deeply, pinched and bit our nipples, gripped our ankles and sucked our necks as they completely ravished the two of us for the next hour. Saliva just ran from Rane's mouth down my throat as I gripped his hard asscheeks, urging him deeper into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt his ass tighten and felt his balls rise up my crack while his already huge cockhead swelled up more and I knew it was time for him to finish breeding me like a bitch. He groaned into my mouth as I sucked his tongue and swallowed his saliva, then felt his cock explode into my asshole. I felt 7 separate spasms as ropes of cum blasted my pussy. I felt my ass get slicker and his cock move easier while he slowed down to savor my breeding. Finally he stopped moving and held his cock still so I could feel the last couple spasms and the white-hot cum burned in my raw pussyhole as he squeezed out the last few shots. He looked into my eyes lovingly, then slowly took my mouth again with his our eyes open, pushing his tongue in and out, exploring my lips, the insides of my cheeks, under and around my tongue. All I could taste with his saliva, filled with his cum and spit and covered with his sweat. I wanted all his liquids, I wanted to become part of him by absorbing his DNA and fluids. He laid behind me and spooned me, his cock still rock hard, while he kissed my neck and I moaned appreciatively. Mike had rolled Laney over and was fucking his ass again from behind as Laney yelped in pain, his sore, abused asshole burning as it coaxed yet another shot from Mike's Viagra-crazed balls. Mike collapsed on top of him and Laney struggled to breathe as the weight of his older lover crushed him. He rolled out and escaped, then immediately went down and started cleaning Mike's cock, balls and asshole with is mouth, getting him hard for another ride. I slowly rotated my ass and Rane lifted my leg to access my pussy for another leisurely fuck. I turned my head and we made out intensely and passionately as he forcefully injected me with more cock and cum. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the very early morning dark, lying on my stomach with my legs together while Mike was entering my ass and fucking me like a girl, grinding his cock into my ass while he pulled and cruelly pinched my nipples. Laney was bouncing on Rane's cock while Rane pulled on his nipples and gobbled his mouth.

6. I was still floating high on the post fuck euphoria when I got back to the hotel. I parked in my usual spot and headed in through the dense tree line. I thought about going back to my room and basking in the scent of sex that still clung to me, but decided instead to visit Jack in the office. He was alone when I walked in. Glancing up from his computer when the door chimed he smiled at me and said, “Hey boy! How was work.” “It was fine. Short day.” “Are you just getting back? You’ve been gone ages.” “Yeah. I stopped at that café over by downtown.” “Sun Shop or whatever?’ “That one!” “Yeah, cute place.” “It is… with an even cuter staff.” “Oh?” “Well… this young otter barista and I made eye contact as soon as I walked in.” “Go on…” He drew out the syllables, grinning as if he already knew where the story was going. “Really hot, so fucking hairy. He just kept looking over at me. Then when he brought my sandwich over he said he’d be off work soon. We started chatting, and then he said we should go round to his place. He lives like two blocks away across from that old school. We started talking about sex, and that he’d been bottoming a lot recently and was dying to top.” “And you offered up your hole.” “Sure did.” I walked over so I was sitting on the edge of the desk, my leg laying on Jack’s. “What’s this otter’s name?” Jack rubbed my leg with abscent minded affection. “You know him apparently. His name’s Alex. He said you guys had fucked him a couple of times, but not for a few months.” “Fuck, I remember Alex. He is furry as fuck, and he’s got a nice thick cock. He must have stretched you out good.” “He did, and dumped a big load in my guts.” “Good boy.” “It was so hot being fucked by someone who’s also a bottom.” “Danny and I both bottom for eachother.” “I know but like… to bottom for another boy. Some jock in Alex’s building had fucked him before work this morning. He had another load in his ass while he fucked me. Its getting fucked by another guy who gets used that was hot.” “God its so hot watching you learn about your sexuality.” “What do you mean?” “Just watching you explore. Its incredibly sexy. You came here having only been with college guys, only been fucked safe. Now, you’ve discovered your thing for daddies, and bears, now I guess otters, you’re a fucking cum pig, and you’re discovering you’ve got a little bit of a sub side. Its hot to watch.” “I hadn’t thought about it like that.” “We should explore it, push your edges a little, find out what it is exactly that’s turning you on.” He pulled me over so I was not sitting in his lap straddling him. We were both hard. I kissed him, my arms wrapped around his neck. He held onto my waste. “Its kind of wild, I thought that I was only into daddies, or at least bears after you Danny and Ryan. But Alex had on this tank top and I could see his whole hairy chest, and then his pits.” “You’re into fur boy… embrace it.” “And then when he said you guys had fucked him. It was so hot imagining your fat cocks deep inside his furry ass.” “You wanna see us fuck him?” “What you’ve got video,” I teased. Recently Jack had started filming himself fucking me. I loved watching it back after and seeing how my hole clung to his invading member. “No, but I can do you one better. Invite him over tomorrow night. You can watch Danny and I breed your new friend.” “Fuck!” “That something that interests you boy?” “Fuck yes!” “Alright. Invite him over. Tell him you want to watch us use him. Remember, you have to ask for something to get it.” “Yes daddy.” I kissed him again. “Danny’s in the back, go tell him your plan. I’ve gotta go turn over a room, or I’d join you.” Half an hour later, with a fresh load from Danny in my already battered hole, I sent Alex a text: Hey! So I was telling Jack and Danny about our fun this afternoon… and that I thought it was hot getting fucked by someone they had fucked… anyway how would you like to come over tomorrow and get railed by them while I watch. I immediately felt self-conscious about it. Fuck that just sounds so awkward. Alex’s text came back right away however: Fuck yes! Do I get to fuck you after? Yes please! Breed me while you’re full of their cum! Perfect. I’ll be there pig! I sent back the devil emoji and started jerking my throbbing cock. The next afternoon I met Alex by the parking lot. He was dressed in short running shorts that left little to the imagination and a cut-up t-shirt that hung loosely around his toned frame. He pulled me into a deep kiss as soon as he was close enough to grab me. “This is so fucking hot,” he said and kissed me again. “Come on, the guys are waiting.” I grabbed his hand, and fingers laced together, lead him towards Danny and Jack’s flat. I opened the door to the flat without knocking. I rarely did any more, at this point I felt as comfortable walking into their home as I did my own. Really their home had started to feel like my home too. The front room was empty when we walked in. We stopped by the door and both took off our shoes. Then Jack appeared in the doorway. He had on a thick black leather harness I’d never seen before, and a bulging well-worn jock strap. “Hello boys,” he said, a devious smile on his face. “Why don’t you both take off your clothes.” We both looked at each other, smiled, and stripped. Alex hadn’t worn anything under his little shorts and was almost immediately naked. His fat cock, already at half mast, quickly thickened to its full and impressive girth. I had on a white bike jock I had recently bought, and was about to take it off when Jack stopped me. “Keep that one. Your dick needs to stay put away for a bit.” He turned to Alex, “Its good to see you again.” He pulled Alex towards him, and planted a firm kiss on the otter’s mouth. “Now, did our David tell you his fantasy?” Our David, my heart fluttered and my hole twitched. I loved any time they referred to me as theirs. It made me feel wanted and loved. It made me feel safe. “Only that he wants to see you two fuck me… and then I get to fuck him with your loads inside me.” Alex returned Jack’s devious energy. The look on his face was excited and hungry. His eyes darted down to Jack’s bulging jock. “Exactly. But Danny and I were taking, and we enjoy pushing David’s boundaries. While we’re using your friend here, David you’re going to sit on the the bed, and you’re not allowed to touch your cock until we’re done with him. How does that sound? You’re just going to watch us use Alex, and you can’t get off till we’re done” “It sounds fucking hot!” I said honestly. “Good, then follow me boys.” We followed Jack into the bedroom where Danny had been waiting. He was already completely naked laying on his back, his hard cock stuck straight up from his bush. Alex’s cock was instantly hard, and I was already leaking into my jock. Jack gave Alex a little bit of a push and he leapt up onto the bed. He scrambled between Danny’s legs, and dove onto his cock. He devoured my daddy’s cock with the hunger of a man just rescued from the desert. The whole length vanished down his throat in an instant. Alex looked incredible, his upper body hunched low over Danny’s crotch, his ass thrust up into the air with his legs tucked below him. His thick bushy pits were on display. I looked at his fur covered body with lust. I hadn’t noticed before, probably because I was so focused on his cock, but his ass was thick and round, and covered in dark hair. It swirled over the cheeks, diving down into his crack creating a star pattern around his pink pucker. Jack moved forward and gave Alex a smack on his ass that pushed Danny’s cock even deeper down his throat. Alex gave a little gulp and kept sucking the on Danny. Jack motioned to me to sit up by the head of the bed where I could see the action. Then he spat directly onto Alex’s hole, leaned down, and shoved his tongue into his tight pucker. Alex moaned. It was a deep, guttural sound, the kind that you can only make involuntarily when it is forced out of you by a sudden wave of pleasure. After a few moment’s Jack pulled away from Alex’s hole, and with a big grin on his face said, “Is that cum I taste in your hole boy?” Alex sat up a little, “Yes, sir. This jock in my building lubed me up for you.” “Good boy,” He growled before diving back in. “Wait a minute,” Danny said. “Don’t go eating all the cum out of him. I want some too! Spin around boy.” Alex let up on Danny’s cock and spun around. Firm hands guided him to sit right on Danny’s face. I could see Alex’s cock again, it was rock hard and a long bead of precum hung from the fat tip. I wanted to like it off. I wanted to jerk off watching the scene, but I stayed put and kept my hands off my cock. Jack stood up and fed his cock to the now seated Alex. I watched his throat bulge as he worked to accommodate Jack’s dick. I knew how good it felt to be sandwiched between these two men, I knew the pleasure that was crashing over Alex right now. It made me leak watching him get to enjoy that, and watching my daddies enjoy him. Danny was bouncing Alex up and down on his face, while Jack outright face fucked that hairy boy. They were all three starting to sweat, and the room was getting warmer. The thick smell of sex started to permeate the air. “Do you like watching us use your friend?” Jack asked. “Yes daddy!” “Do you want to see us fuck him?” “Yes! Fill him up!” “Do you want him to breed you with our loads dripping out of him?” “Fuck yes!” “Good boy.” They moved fast. Jack dropped a thick glob of spit onto Danny’s throbbing cock. Alex was hoisted into the air off of Danny’s face, and in one easy motion lowered onto Danny’s waiting cock. I watched Alex’s eyes roll back and his mouth fall open as Danny’s thick head penetrated his well eaten hole. Alex’s hole seemed to give almost no resistance. His trim body was lowered steadily, and without any struggle Danny’s dick disappeared between his cheeks. Alex and Danny both groaned as Alex’s furry ass settled against Danny’s pelvis. The cock that had first bred me: that had broken through and shown me the joys of raw sex; the first daddy cock I’d ever taken, was now balls deep in another boy. I was hard as a rock. My jock was soaked with precum, and I was almost panting I was so turned on. Danny looked at me and grinned, then he bucked his hips upward and made Alex yelp. I knew what he’d done. Danny had used that little bit of extra force to press his cock past Alex’s second ring and fully penetrate him. Alex’s face was pure bliss as he started to ride Danny. He bounded up and down, his own fat cock flopping around as he rode Danny. Jack growled appreciatively and aimed Alex’s face back at his own dick. He slapped Alex’s cheek, leaving a sticky smear of precum on his stubbly cheek. Alex opened his mouth wide and swallowed Jack down to the hilt. With practiced ease he road Danny, violently slamming his ass back against Danny’s hips; and slurped noisily on Danny’s cock, thick globs of spit streaming down his chin. All three of these men had fucked me. Alex was planning on fucking me again, when Jack and Danny had finished with him. I was their bottom. I was the bottom that bottoms fucked. It felt slutty, but more than that, for the first time ever I felt submissive. That I was the one all these men used. It was amazing, and it made me want to be used by them all the more. Jack pulled Alex up again, and tossed him to the side. Alex landed on his hands and knees again, his ass presented to Jack. Without prompting or preamble Jack slid his dick into Alex’s waiting hole. Alex’s eyes rolled back in his head again, and Jack began a truly brutal pounding. The sound of Jack’s flesh slapping against Alex’s was almost deafening. The smell of sex became inescapable, and both men burst into a heavy sweat. Alex was whimpering, begging to be bred. Jack was feeling dominant. He grabbed Alex by his hair and hauled him up. With one arm Jack pressed Alex’s lithe body to his own. He twisted Alex’s face towards him and kissed the boy sloppily. Tongues mashed around, and Jack hammered away at Alex’s hole. He held Alex there, keeping him twisted upright, one arm tight across his chest. An endless stream of pleasure educed pleadings tumbled from Alex’s mouth, “Please daddy! Breed me, use my hole. Fill me up with your load. I need that daddy cum inside me. Use me! Make me yours. Breed my hole!” After what felt like a beautiful eternity Jack growled and forced Alex forward again. Alex fell onto his chest, his ass still stuck in the air. Jack gripped tightly to Alex’s hips and with a loud grunt forced himself as deep as he could go inside the boy. I felt like I could see every pump of his perfect cock mirrored in Jack’s face and he came. The orgasm ripped through his body, every single muscle clenched, his face tight and full of lust. It was like watching a bomb go off. At the same time a look of pure bliss spread across Alex’s rapturous face. He was in heaven; his hole being flooded with hot sperm. Jack’s orgasm slowly subsided and he carefully pulled his cock from Alex’s cum filled hole. Danny didn’t waist a single second. He grabbed Alex by the shoulders and dragged him across the bed. He flipped the furry young otter onto his back, and shoved his knees up to his chest. In one easy move Danny lined up his broad mushroom head and sank himself balls deep inside of Alex as he whimpered. Danny let out a groan of pleasure as he buried his shaft inside of Alex. Alex in turn begged for more. The brutal top who had bred me, and taken such pleasure in my hole was gone. He’d been replaced by a hungry bottom begging for loads. My place in this moment made it all the hotter. Hard as a rock and leaking buckets, I kept my hands away from my cock and watched these men fuck. Danny held himself above Alex and drove his dick downward in rough deep thrusts. Alex let out a little yelp with each one. His hole was getting sloppy. I could hear the unmistakable sound of a cummy hole being used. Alex’s whole face seemed different. There was a hunger in his eyes that was so similar to when he’d fucked me and yet so different. Danny was growling. He was enjoying making a toy out of this boy’s hole. He was being as merciless as Jack had been, forcing his cock downward with all of his strength and body weight. “Don’t stop daddy! Fill me with your spunk!” “I’m going to breed you so fucking deep boy.” “Yes! Yes!” I was mesmerized. From where I was sitting I could see the shaft of Danny’s cock sliding in and out of Alex’s ass. The dark hairs around Alex’s hole clung to the sides of Danny’s glistening dick. Big, laden balls slapped repeatedly against Alex’s taint creating a steady thumping rhythm. Danny looked me right in the eyes and said, “I’m going to breed your friend. Is that what you want?” “Yes daddy! Flood him.” That was the last thing Danny needed to push him over the edge. He locked eyes on Alex, grunted a deep baritone roar and pumped his dick in and out even harder. He grunted again. His face contorted in concentration. You could see Danny’s orgasm break over him. It started in his face. A contorted look that could easily be mistaken for pain, followed by a look of immediate bliss. His eyes seemed to unfocused as the rest of his body tensed. He rutted deep inside of Alex, and his balls thudded as waves of cum rocketed out of his dick. “Thank you both,” Alex panted. “You’re welcome. You wanna get off in our boy now?” Jack said, his wickedly glinting eyes turning to me. “You fucking bet.” “Hands and knees David,” Danny said pulling his dripping cock slowly from Alex’s hole. “You’re gonna clean our cocks off as Alex breeds you.” I rushed to get into position. I knelt with my feet at the edge of the bed, and bent forward till I was resting on my elbows. Alex winked at me and got off the bed. His legs seemed a little shaky from the pounding he’d just taken. All the same he got behind me and dropped a big glob of spit onto my hole, then pressed himself in. His broad dick slid easily inside me. I moaned, and so did he. I bucked back on his cock, starting to fuck myself. First Danny presented me with his glistening, dripping cock. I opened wide and swallowed him to the base in one move. I tasted cum and ass juice on his cock. I lapped at the delicious concoction. His pubes stunk of sweat and cum. Alex was clearly determined to fuck me with the same ferocity that Danny and Jack had fucked him. His fingers dug into my hips and he was slamming himself into me with so much force I was almost knocked forward each time. Jack soon presented his cock to me too. He slapped his semi hard member on my cheeks, and when I let Danny’s cock out of my mouth he immediately forced his in. He too tasted and smelled of sex. I savored the aroma of male bonding as I buried my nose in his pubes. I felt Alex’s pace change before he said anything. He was getting close to the precious. A drop of sweat fell from his face onto my back. My head was spinning with the stench of sex all around us. “Give it to me,” I begged. “I’m going to cum,” he panted. Then he pulled be back against him as he pushed himself inside. We both roared. His cock started to fire of ribbons of cum. It was a huge load I could tell. My insides were being plastered. I sighed. My own cock twitched, I felt a now familiar pressure, and then erupted with another hands free orgasm. My own load spattered across the bed beneath me. Alex held himself inside me for a few moments before pulling out shakily. “Fuck,” he said, falling panting onto the bed next to me. I flopped over onto my back next to him. Then Danny and Jack joined us, each on one side. “Good job boys. That was fucking hot.”

I don't know if these stories _have_ to be fiction, but this is mostly true, even the dialog, which I've played over in my head countless times reliving the experience while jacking off. I've compressed some of the time to make it one story, some of these events didn't happen the same night but over many weeks and even months, but they did all occur, and more, but here is the main gist of what actually occurred the summer my best friend and I were 18 going on 19, both gay and naive and inexperienced, but ready and willing and driven mad by hormones to start our sex lives as young gay bottomboys. The summer after highschool my friend Laney and I were determined to get some adult male cock. We had been making out and sucking each other off all our senior year, and Laney had even fucked me a few times, but he had a thin, 6 inch teen boycock. He had been broken in by an uncle with a big cock and he kept regaling me with stories about how good a big, hard hairy mancock felt in his boypussy and I was determined to get fucked by a tattooed muscle-daddy. We had been checking online for months and knew a park in near the University where gays hung out and sometimes fucked in public or in the restrooms. We knew enough that risky behaviour like that could land you in jail with a record as a sex offender, so we weren't stupid enough to fuck in public, but we did hope to meet some horny big-cocked studs who would take us to their place and break both of us in. After some dead-ends with either fugly old trolls or fat, over-skinny or rotten-toothed park fags, we were pretty hopeless. Then we saw a notice for a hook-up party open house near the park that Friday. We didn't have an invite and we looked underage, so we knew we couldn't get in, but we hoped to hang out nearby and see what happened. Sure enough, standing outside the 10 foot high wrought iron fence watching hot daddies going in wearing bondage and leather gear we got plenty of lustful looks and lewd comments, but no outright invitation. Two heavily muscled and tattooed daddies with shaved heads but wearing casual clothes walked by, obviously a couple and not looking like they were going in. Still, the older one, probably in his 50s and with a greying goatee, stopped and challenged us. "What the fuck are you two twinks waiting for here?" Laney and I looked at each other, surprised. We had hoped for some action, but we were a little taken aback at being scolded. "We were trying to get invited to the party," I stammered lamely. "Trying to get invited in huh? And what do you think goes on in there?," asked the younger one, apparently in his late 40's, very good looking, with broad shoulders, a tapering waist and a muscular, tight ass behind a large, swollen package in his tight skinny jeans. "We wanted to hook-up," said Laney shyly. "Hook up huh?," said the older one. "And what exactly do you mean by 'hooking up'?" Laney and I looked at each other and smirked. "You know," I said "we are looking for some action." "You're a couple of young fags looking for some sex, basically" said the older one. The younger one laughed. "They might get more than they bargained for, Rane." "Do you really know what goes on at a hard-core party like that? You really think you're ready for something like that?" said the one named Rane. "We've been around, we know what's up," said Laney. "Walk with us, youngins," said Rane. "This is Michael and I'm Rane. You look like nice kids, but you have no idea. Let's go get a drink let us at least clue you in for what you are in for." "Are you old enough to drink, at least?" asked Michael. "Um, we're both 21," I lied. "Yeah right. Ok, how about we go to our apartment. We can get high there, anyway. I know you two hoodlums smoke pot," said Rane, putting a big arm around my neck kiddingly and dragging me down the sidewalk while Michael laughed and Laney followed nervously. When we got to their apartment Micheal, who said to call him 'Mike', rolled a fat one, broke out some cold ones and put on some Jethro Tull while Rane hit the can and changed into some shorts and a chopped off t-shirt and kicked off his shoes. "Get comfortable kiddos," said Rane, so we kicked off our shoes, unbuttoned our tight jeans and laid back watching wide-eyed at the hard-core gay bondage porn playing without sound on the wide-screen while we smoked the excellent ganja and inwardly drooled at these two hot hunks. We were still a little stunned and neither of us knew what to expect. "Ok twinks, first off, what do you mean when you say 'hook-up' with some horny, pervy stranger at a bondage party?" started Rane without preamble. Laney and I looked at each other, but feeling a little more at ease and bold with drink and pot, I blurted out "I'd drop to my knees, get his cock out and give him a killer blow-job!" Mike and Rane looked pained. "Well, no romance with the younger generation, just start right in grabbing his cock and slobbering on it. You ever heard of foreplay? Getting to know someone?" said Rane. "Not that they'd be doing any of that with that crowd," said Mike. "You know what would happen if you _did_ get inside? Those guys play rough. You'd probably get hustled into a back room, all your clothes would be off before you knew where you were, you'd be ass-up naked with a cock in your mouth and a bare-back cock up your ass in the first 10 minutes. Then, after you took a few loads, they'd pressure you into getting strapped into sling and you'd end up taking at least a dozen loads from anonymous guys while you were so fucked up on 'Tina you wouldn't feel the pain in your torn up, bleeding, unlubed ass." "Big guys, bikers, convicts, gang-banging black guys with thick, 10 inch cocks who don't take their time stretching your ass. If you aren't open enough for them to force their cock in, they use their fingers, one, three, four until you are opened up enough to jam their half-hard cock in, then they ream you for 10 minutes until they cum inside you, then the next guy takes over while you suck the ass and cum of the first guy's cock." said Rane harshly. "You'd get fucked so hard and so fast the friction would burn the little bit of lube from their cum and you're ass would be wrecked. After about the tenth guy you might probably be ruptured and would most likely need to go to the hospital the next day when you woke up, naked, sticky with cum and piss and a crystal meth hangover and maybe a prolapsed rectum." "That, and you'd probably be bruised all over, have black eyes, scraped knees and a dose of the clap, venereal warts, crabs and lice from the homeless guys who'd get you last." continued Mike. "And," finished Rane "with your ass fucked bloody and raw, you'd most likely be infected with HIV. If not then, in the next few days as they kept you trapped in the house, fucked up on drugs, selling your ass or giving it away to whoever wanted it, until they were tired of you and pushed you into the alley. You might even end up dead so you wouldn't go to the police and cry rape." "That's what happens to teenybopper wannabes who try to crash a hard-core gay skinhead bondage party. Not as sexy and fun as you imagined it jacking off last night, right?" said Rane. Laney and I looked at each other sheepishly. "Well what the fuck are we supposed to do? I admit, I don't know shit about coming on an older guy and who to trust and all that crap," I bitched, embarassed and feeling stupid. "We have played around together, but we are both attracted to older guys and we wanted to hook up." "What exactly do you mean by 'hooking up?'" said Rane again. "What are you going to do when you get alone with a guy, just go straight for his cock? You ever heard of getting to know someone? How about a little preliminary 'getting to know ya' casual fun?" "Well, like what?" I asked, not expecting it when Rane took me into his arms and pulled me close, looking into his eyes while he talked low and husky, obviously aroused. "You ever make out with an man?" he asked as he cupped my cheek with his strong hand and pulled my lips into his mouth, sucking my lips and nibbling my mouth before strongly invading my mouth with his insistent tongue. His mouth was very wet and I just melted as he drooled and fucked my mouth with his tongue. I kept my mouth tight around his tongue and just held onto his neck while he groped my body, rubbing my tummy under my shirt, going up for my nipple with his right hand while snaking the other down the back of my pants, pushing them down so he could squeeze my cheeks. He stood up with me, pushing my pants (I wore no underwear) down and I stepped out. He pushed hard on both sides of my cheeks near my asshole, rubbing all the way to the bone. It had the strange effect of relaxing my asshole and I felt empty and ready to be mounted. We had only been kissing for about five minutes! He broke off and started sucking my neck hard, giving me a sucker mark, then going for my nipple and biting and nipping it. I looked over to see Laney on his back on the couch, Mike with his cock out dry- fucking between Laney's thighs while they kissed deeply, moaning while they felt each other up. Obviously they were getting along fine. "Let's move this into the bedroom where we can get more comfortable," said Rane. (to be continued...)

But I don’t want other stuff to drop out of it uncontrollably esp during work and social engagements

I think I posted most of this in other threads but I’ll repost here. For anon: blindfold, runner arm band to keep phone close while blindfolded, stash wrist band to keep poppers accessible while blindfolded. For appearance: harness, jockstrap, socks, shoes (sometimes), dog tags. For logistics: poppers, T, bottle of lube (preference for a 9x6 squeeze bottle), towel, hydration (water or Gatorade). Options: ball gag (I like the fort troff one), cock ring I like the idea of handcuffs but since I fuck in a public bathhouse sling I’d be concerned about safety if something went wrong or losing the key. I expect the bathhouse would tell me I couldn’t use them or kick me out if I tried. Idk, maybe I’m being paranoid. If anyone’s tried it lmk.

I’ve travelled alone to quite a few places in the past and definitely recommend it. One thing is to remember to always be aware of your surroundings and make sure your ID and some cash are safe on your body. For instance, it’s well known that American guys tend to keep their wallets in their back pockets. I’ve had guys grope and kiss me while making a move for my back pocket. I could feel their hands reaching in and fingers searching. I let them continue on cause I knew they were going to come up empty. Needless to say, quite a few of them just went on their way once they knew the “cupboard was bare.” I’ve also travelled with friends where the hook-up was caught by my friend trying to steal his watch in the hotel room. Everything valuable goes into a safe or locked in a suitcase. It’s not fun having to call security at 3am to have someone thrown out of the hotel.

It’s a great city to visit. People are very open minded and non judgmental. I second the idea to get a hotel in Schöneberg. Loads of gay bars etc. around there. I particularly enjoyed Bull on Kleiststraße, which is open 24 hours. Small, friendly (the clientele, not so much the staff, but I think that was mostly a language barrier on my part to be fair) and very sleazy. On a practical level, carry cash. Despite their reputation for efficiency, loads of places in Germany won’t take card.

i had not had under the stall sex in a long time... years. i would, but no of none around where i live, so it's been 20 years? i'm in Palm Springs and a Guy on Squirt sends me a note asking if i'm into "public sex." I responded: "i'm not shy, what do you have in mind," thinking He was exhibitionist and wanted to Cock me in front of others... hey, i'm a port for a storm. He explains He is in a restroom at Lowes and says it's "busy." i ask: "busy with sex or otherwise." He answers: "sex." And i respond: "on my way." When i get there, all 5 stalls are occupied, with a mix. But memory and rr etiquette kick in and i wait and the stall that opens is the best one. No GH, or even peep holes though. The Guy messages me and turns out He is in the stall next to me. As is usual in RR sex, we wait to make sure it's safe, which usually means others are very obviously there for sex, or you wait till others using the facility are gone. Finally, we are alone and He slides His legs and flaccid Cock under the stall, and i'm instantly on Him. i only have shorts and flip flops on, no underwear, so i'm easy access. but those are off as i suck Him. We get about 30 seconds of that before the RR door creaks open and we both retreat innocently. And, the RR fills back up. So, He invited me into His stall and i hesitated for about a micro second and joined Him. He got up on the toilet so there'd only be my feet in the stall, spread His legs and presented His Cock. Fuck Yeah, i went down on Him and He got hard very fast. God, it was good, our mutual lust was palpable. He held me on His cock and gagged me a few times, then wanted to fuck. So i turned around and presented my hole to Him, and after some awkward adjustments, He was in. In that position, He could not actually fuck, but it didn't matter because i'm pretty sure He came instantly as soon as He slid in. I don't think He was in much more than a minute or so. When He withdrew, i turned around and saw a drop of cum on His Cock and my mouth went right to it, and a reach around and my finger found a very creamy hole. We both looked at each other and silently mouthed: "Fuck Yeah!" i left, it was a sweet experience... but then, mutual sex always is for me.

I've been to Berlin a few times, and this is the one place where I'd strongly recommend taking the trip solo. You'll want to slut it up and don't want the worry of trying to negotiate with friends about what you end up doing and where you end up going. I'd say to try and pick a hotel around Schoeneberg (might be spelling that wrong) which is the gay area. Lots of opportunities for cruising and whatnot around there, and easy access to the gay bars. I've found Berlin to be a safe city overall - even when I was leaving the play parties during Folson at 3, 4, 5 a.m., no one was really bothering me while walking back to where I was going. I'm sure it's like most other major cities anywhere, really - don't do anything stupid to call attention to yourself, and you should be fine. Most of all enjoy, and feel free to tell us about your experience. I really do think it's the best city for some good action.

I'm guessing that neither of you are experienced Leathermen, or observers of the Leather Ethic. Thus, some foundational rules: 1. The "negotiation" is paramount, and takes place only with you and the sub. Once, I almost got ripped a new one here on BZ for suggesting meeting in a "neutral" location for the negotiation, for instance having lunch together at some cafe, which is entirely normal where I come from. It still makes me smile. The important thing isn't the location, it's the conversation/negotiation. For a successful scene, each guy must say what he wants truthfully and fully, and share with the other what he wants (and equally important) does not want to happen. A negotiation is as much a "meeting of the minds" as anything else, and crucial to the success of the scene. It sounds like you may be a bit of a novice at arranging Bd/Sm scenes, so thanks for asking about these protocols. Find out exactly what he means by "used". I would suggest that Ownership is out of the question in an initial scene, and don't even attempt it during your first scene. Ownership is serious business, and I'm guessing that neither of you know all that much about the other. 2. As the Dom in charge, it's your scene, and you transmit the agreed upon limits (arrived at during the negotiation between you and the sub only) to the to the other invitee's. You must follow the agreed upon acts to the letter, and be present at all times. The time for expansion of limits is after the initial scene, as an extension of the negotiation. 3. On the day/night of the scene, require his presence, and start the mindfuck well before the others are scheduled to arrive. It sounds to me like he's a novice, and the more you can attune his mind not merely to bottoming, but to submission before the other attendees arrive, the better. 4. To the "rope" issue: Make sure you have a sharp knife handy, in case the sub gets spooked. I prefer a sailing knife, but anything that can cut the bonds quickly and efficiently will do. Safety first. Know your knotwork. There are numerous kinds of knots that the bound guy cannot wriggle out of, but the Dom can release with one quick tug. Look them up, and start with nautical knots. It sounds to me like the scene you're proposing is a Breeding event, with a little Bd thrown in to spice things up. As the Dom, you are 100% responsible for the welfare of the sub, and his well-being is entirely in your hands. Never ever allow a sub under your control to be injured or used in any way other than what is proscribed in the initial negotiation. You, and no one else, are responsible for what does/does not happen, so plan the scene carefully. A hot D/s scene can leave everyone involved grinning like a gang of Cheshire cats, sated and soaked in new, thrilling pleasures. But it does take intensive advance-work. If you'd like, you may message me (or any other experienced Leatherman on BZ, I'm sure) with any further questions. Good Luck !!!

I have been traveling solo since I was 20 and for sure the best and most sleazy times have always been when traveling solo. Whenever I have travelled with other gay friends, with one exception, it has stopped me releasing my true inner pig. The one exception, happened to be in Berlin, but we had both been there alone before and we had a plan to pig out together and fuck we sure did. The first time I went to Berlin, it was still West Berlin and the wall was still up, I had a total sleazy ball and that was at the height of the AIDS crisis too, but it didnt stop Berlin action. People are very friendly welcoming and Very fuckin sleazy Definitely go on you own, don't go with anyone.

i'm in Palm Springs for a few days. Guy contacted me on Squirt, he was in a restroom at a Lowes, said it was "busy." Haven't done RR in a long time, but... muscle memory? i ended up going and all 5 stalls were full, some doing business, others looking for sex. We ended up in a stall next to each other and in a lull He slid under and i sucked Him a few before someone else entered the restroom and we both retreated. He invited me into His stall, and hormones being what they are, i went. He got up on the toilet so there'd only be two feet in the stall, spread His legs and offered His Cock and i sucked some more. He got hard pretty fast and wanted to fuck me... which is what i always want, so i turned around and positioned for Him to slide in. It was an awkward position for both of us and He had a hard time getting in at first, but we both prevailed, He came as soon as He got in. There was not really any fucking, He just penetrated me and came, and i did not know until He withdrew and i turned around and He said: "fuck yeah!!" and i saw a drop of cum on His cock, which i immediately suck off. A quick check of my hole and i had a nice creamy load. He was happy, so was i. i thanked Him for His cock and seed and left.

While general terms like "Dom" and "sub" help us communicate a direction, they are too broad and undefined in their unpacked form. Personally, i do not see any relationship working, or approaching being a "relationship," without communication. As i see it, the D/s dynamic is about connecting needs/desire from two opposite poles. Spend any amount of time with BDSM folk, and you'll see very quickly that there are myriad expressions of both Dominance and submission. You may connect to stuff like ropes and whips, he may want to dress like a French maid and clean your house. You may perceive him as having an asshole and cock to be caged, and he may see himself as having a clit and a pussy. The list is as endless as are people... individuals. Again, just my views here, but i believe until the two of you communicate about how you each perceive and experience Dom/sub, you won't know where your needs/desires aline and the relationship will be generic at best.

I love travelling solo when on sexcation. You can do exactly what you want when you want, and with no-one to hold you back, you can let your inner pig fly. You’ll have a great time!

Glad to be here with others of my kind.

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.

Prefer poz guys myself

fuck I want more

The pic is is not me. Its an AI generated porn image I found on Twitter. ☑️ But thanks. 😀 When the Metaverse is up and running I will be virtually moving next door to him. By that time Grindr will be history like AOL chat rooms, Yahoo groups and Craigslist m4m. 😀

Yeah, that's a turn off for me too. I like to fuck guys who don't talk to much, some grunts and groans. If they want my load, I just want them to say nothing or one time "cum in me man" I don't want a roll play. Otherwise, when I am close, I might ask "do you want this mate?". A hot tradie guy, from a month ago, he just rubbed some lube in his ass when I was standing behind him. We didn't even say a word.

I bred Ali Adamos in Houston last Sunday night. My first time in his pussy. Such a cute cumdump. Great bubble ass too. I can't wait to get back in there.

Chapter 66: We retreated to my room, stripped and I got naked between my two dads. We all hugged, kissed and caressed each other. My step dad suggested we call the restaurant and have the twin waiter deliver our food. While we waited, my real dad asked my step dad if his wife would notice the wet spot on the bed. He said probably, but he fucked her there before she left so likely wouldn't wonder about it. My real dad asked if they were playing safe and he said no, the one thing in common they loved was raw sex. My step dad said he told her he wasnt really sure about starting a family, and he suggested a condom, and she just said she was on the pill, but if she got pregnant, by the time the baby was born he and i would be closely bonded. My step dad told him I hope you know she fucks around on the side also. My step dad said he had suspicions, but glad he confirmed it. My dad said there were two reasons they broke up. First of all, she discovered he was gay and second he knew she was fooling around. When she confronted him, he said at least gay guys take it up the ass, and love to suck cock without having to put peanut butter on it first! My step dad just laughed and told him it took whipped cream to get her to suck his cock. I told my two dads they could discuss while I sucked both their cocks. Just after I started there was a knock at the door, saying room service. My dad's came pretty much in unison as I continued to alternate between their cocks. My face and was covered in their poz seed, and my mouth was also filled with their precious seed The waiter rolled the cart bedside, and my dad asked which covered dish was his. The waiter removed the dome, and my real dad said that's the biggest sausage you have? The waiter grabbed his crotch and said no, his was, but it was a special order! The waiter then whipped out his cock and said see? He said it wasn't Tuesday, but he could possibly offer a 2 for Tuesday with his twin, who had a similar sized cock. My dad asked if he could spend the night in my room, and invite them. I said sure, joking they would be having sex, while his step dad and mom were having sex, and using whipped cream to get a blow job! The waiter just laughed and said he thought the whipped cream would be used in a kinky manner, but not like that! My dad asked if they had any peanut butter deserts, and he said their peanut butter pie was amazing. My dad said they would order 2 slices tonight, and make sure they were covered in whipped cream! We all laughed. The waiter said if he had the chance, he'd add some of his cream to it too. With that the waiter said he'd call the room later to confirm if his twin could make it, and at what time. My real dad said he'd get his tip later tonight.

I have taken a piece out of a story I wrote a while back. A lot of content is from my own experiances..Enjoy..... On the one side there were rooms off on each side, with monitors offering porn, a larger porn theatre space at the end, and on the other side, dim openings leading into darker rooms that had a rubber doorway. I decided if nothing was happening there, then it would be time to leave, I jumped nervously, I felt a hand reaching for my thigh, undoing my towel, pulling my cock out of my jockstrap and a hot mouth engulfed my dick and with that touch and mouth, it made me gasp. I sniffed poppers deeply and felt naked men, mix of hairy smooth, hard dicked men pushing me through the Rubbery door. I was in complete darkness, poppers kicking in, what was this room? Hands, mouths on me, men trying to kiss me, my nipples being pulled. I could not see anyone or anything, it was so Fucking DARK.., I felt genuinly scared, I felt my Jockstrap being pulled off me, i tried to resist, I had had too much poppers, what was happening?? I felt that I had floated into this darkened pit. I kissed a bearded mouth back who had invaded my mouth with his tongue, ge held me in the dark by my throat whilst I was being groped, sucked, arse cheeks being pulled open, totally violated.......

Who is this STUD and how do we get His contact info?

What would I think upon learning that your previous response was written by an AI in response to your prompts? My response would be to thank you for illustrating my point perfectly - the AI clearly captured, distilled, concentrated, and regurgitated exactly the biases you wanted to express - even better, as you claim, then you could have yourself. Your whole exercise is undermined when you ask it if it would like you to tell it what happens, and it responds that it would be interested. No, it would not. It’s a fucking pile of algorithms. It can’t, and doesn’t, have likes and dislikes. It doesn’t have curiosity, therefore it doesn’t have interests. You’re chatting away with it as though it’s a person, and there’s no one there. You even call it “him” - you assign it a gender. That’s all a reflection of your own bias. It doesn’t have a cock, bro. As to the content, it’s not even particularly insightful. You asked it a general question about ethics, and got a rather general reply about ethics. Its analysis of the psychosocial dynamic is also kind of textbook. You say you’re not sure you’ll have a lot more to say - of course you won’t. You didn’t even say what you said. Because your brain didn’t do the honest thinking to generate it, it has nothing to add. And here’s the kicker, dude, and the thing that’s going to make AI so pernicious - now that I know that anything you write might not be genuine, I’m never going to believe you’ve written another word you say, or give credit for any of it. If we can’t tell the difference between you and fake-you, we can’t trust any of you. I’m not afraid of the unknown - I spent a career that included climbing into pitch-dark holes that no human being had ever entered before. It’s the known that frightens me. Human beings have demonstrated, from the first caveman who ever picked up a stick and decided it would be a good idea to hit someone with it, to the most recent naïve guy who decided to use AI to misrepresent his own ability to make an argument, that whenever we’re presented with a new technology, we will abuse it. You think we shouldn’t dive into the deep end and that there will be unforeseen complications? No shit. The foreseen complications are bad enough. That’s why 1,100 high-profile men and women in fields associated with AI have co-signed an open letter calling for an immediate 6-month halt to further AI development until its profound risks to civilization can be assessed. Read the letter here: [think before following links] [think before following links] https://futureoflife.org/open-letter/pause-giant-ai-experiments/ Signatories to the letter are now approaching 30,000. Elon Musk was one of the originals, and he’s been funding the damn thing. But since I’m functionally having this discussion with an AI, I’m just going to fully ethically tell the AI to go fuck itself, because it has no self-respect to be disrespected, and no feelings to hurt.

Here's my hole... with one of many cocks that dumped their loads in me that night..

I am mostly new to raw too, mostly been a rubber guy except for a few guys here and there, but when I go without rubber, topping, I get way more sensation and comfort. I changed my driving route recently and I meet a few guys where trucks and construction guys park up, at the side of the highway. There is a bit of a forest and shelter trees there. I just take a tube of lube and leave the rubbers at the bottom of my pocket, just incase. I have met a few guys over the last few weeks there, so far, the construction workers have never asked for a rubber, I used to just roll them on every time. The other day, I saw a concreting contractor, I saw him walking in the forest, he gave me a few glances, and did not walk away when I walked over to him. I suggested walking to a very sheltered place, because it was mid afternoon and there were a few people around, he knew the spot. When we got into the forest clearing, he just right away stripped off his hoodie and shirt and pulled his rugby shorts down around his work boots. He was built, with loads of tattoos. I stripped off my fishing shirt and orange high-vis shirt and gave him a big bear hug. We mucked around for a while, touching a bit, I was truing to work out what he was into, I don't like to ask or be asked, I like to feel it out for myself. After ten minutes, I stepped back and turned him around, rubbed my cock up his crack. He loved it. I loved it. I pulled him in close. I grabbed my tube of lube and we made ourselves comfortable, I slowly edged in, just starting with he tip. He needed to get used to it - slowly. This guy is bigger than me, so I was really turned on hugging him tight and being close, so he could feel my breath on his neck. We worked our way closer for about ten minutes, he started to say, when you cum, I want your cum in me. We fucked slowly and at times quickly for quite a long time, he was up against a tree. There were some good arm thick branches on the trees. The afternoon was mild and there was no need to rush. I really enjoyed that we were just about completely naked. I heard some guys, far away talking, walking by a couple of times, we could not be seen. I enjoyed my cock in him, raw, I like the way you can feel the skin on skin, just a little bit of friction. He was breathing pretty hard, and I thought he was close, so I went a bit harder and started to get close. He asked me to cum in him again, I started to shudder. I stayed in him for a bit, I dropped a few drops in the leaf litter. He did not cum, I got in front of him and we wrapped out bodies together. After a couple of minutes, I started playing with is cock, he got really hard, I stood to the side, me and him started jacking him. I got behind him again, my cock was getting hard again, I rubbed my cock on his hole, nice and slippery with cum and lube. I kept jacking him and I put my tip in him again, started working it in and out a bit. He started to shudder, he blew a big load, I got in front of him and tasted some of his shots. I cleaned his cock off. He pulled me up and we had another bear hug for a couple of minutes before getting our clothing sorted out. We put ourselves back together and started out of the forest. We must have been an hour or almost an hour. I like how spontaneous it is without stopping to put on the rubber. I get the feeling that sometimes, I tend to just be into a jack off session, because that is more natural - spontaneous, nothing to get between a couple of guys.

I had a similar situation with an older married guy who I'd meet up with once a week or so. I didn't feel any real difference. Of course it was extremely exciting when he took me bare because I knew he was going to be pumping my ass full. It was a psychological rush more that accented the physical pleasure.

Part 3 I turned to the stall door and placed my hand on the lock. I knew that if I opened the lock, there was no turning back. I was giving my ass and my virgin asshole over to the whim of a guy who I had only seen once two nights ago. A guy whose name I didn’t even know. My only hope was that after he got what he wanted, he’d let me go. Slowly, but with what sounded like the tolling of a death bell, I turned the lock and swung the door open. I saw a guy walking out of the bathroom and he turned and looked at me as I opened the door. He looked at me and spat, “faggot” and walked out. I became even more disgusted with myself as I turned around and walked to the opposite stall wall. I pulled the blindfold down and tightened the strap. I stood there for what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds when I felt a hand brush my ass. I jumped at the touch but was immediately shoved into the wall. “He was right about your ass. He’s gonna have a lot of fun breaking you down boy.” I didn’t recognize the voice, but I could smell cigarette smoke and sweat on him. I felt the guy grab my cuffed wrist and lift it up. He chuckled, “I see you think you could get away with a fake cuffing. Let me help you with that.” He tightened the cuff slowly, click by click, until it was just tight around my wrist. “We don’t want your throwing wrist to get hurt now do we, Joey?” I turned in the direction of his voice, realizing that whoever set me up for this knew a lot more. I tried to say something, to beg for him to let me go, but all that came out was a muffled gurgle of words. A sharp slap to my right cheek, and the direction, “Face the wall, bitch.” I felt tears in my eyes, from pain of the slap, fear of what I had gotten myself into and the humiliation of being called a bitch. I felt my wrist get pulled back down and I was told, “Take hold of the railing,” which I did. My left wrist was grabbed and the second cuff was attached, one click looser than the right one. “Try and pull away,” the unknown man told me. I tried and discovered that cuffs were locked in around the handrail, leaving me nowhere to go. I felt hand at my waist and was directed to step backwards. I stepped back until I was as far as my arms would let me go. I also realized that my ass was touching something rough and hard which was soon shoved forward. Realizing what it was, the guy just grunted, “Damn I wish I could fuck you. My dick is hard, but I’m sure you realize that.” A chuckle and a smack on my left cheek, the guy reached down and grabbed the paper bag that had my escape in it. “I’ll be holding on to these for you. I’ll let him know you’re ready, but I’m sure he’s been watching.” I heard him walk out and warn someone, “ No touching. That bitch in there is His property.” Who the fuck is this guy that I’m somehow so low that I am property of? I heard guys walk in and they’d make comments like, “Damn, love to dump in that ass,” or “Disgusting queer.” All the comments made me cry more and wish that I had left earlier, or never came here years ago. Finally, there was a sound of a guy walking in that sounded different, like boots or a commanding walk. There was no comment made, and the sound got louder and louder which made me realize the wait was over. The hell was about to begin. “Spread your legs you little faggot. Let me see that cunt you wouldn’t give me.” I took a few steps apart, and he only said, “Wider faggot.” I stepped further apart, starting to get sore. “Stupid punk, you’re gonna learn the hard way.” I felt his foot touch my right foot and with more ease than should be possible, he moved my right foot another foot away my left, leaving me precariously balanced. “There’s that little pussy. I’m going to love wrecking it. How many times you been fucked queer? That hot ass is probably pretty popular with the guys at your school.” I shook my head and tried to say something. “What do you mean? Your ass isn’t popular or, wait. You’re not a virgin are you?” I slowly nodded my head. “Holy Jesus Fuckin Christ. You serious? You never taken a cock up that fine hole?” On saying that, he put a finger on my hole, causing me to try and pull away. A hard slap on my ass, and a warning, “Don’t you ever pull away from me bitch. It’s only gonna make it worse for you.” I squealed around the ball gag and nodded my head. “That’s a good little bitch. By the way, you can scream as loud as you want with that ball gag. It’s kept many sluts quiet while I destroy their holes.” I felt his hands reach up and touch the back of my head. “let me tighten that up, don’t want you letting it out of that fine mouth of yours.” “Now, let’s get down to the real reason you’re here. You came here tonight because you know you need to get fucked. You know you’ve been fighting this need for years. I’ve seen you here, showing that hot little ass of to all the truckers. Teasing them with it, but never letting them break you in to the little faggot cum dump you know you really are. Isn’t that true?” I shook my head vigorously, denying his accusations. “What do you mean no? Then why did you ask me Friday night, no beg me, to do this? You hit me up online, begging me to set this up? Make me get the handcuffs from a cop, to lock you up so you couldn’t change your mind again? Beg me for the blindfold so you could pretend you didn’t know me? And the ball gag, since you said you were gonna scream when I rammed my dick up your ass?” I shook my head again. “And you asked me to record this so you could have a video of you being turned out like a little whore, taking my raw cock in your boi pussy?” Oh god, what had I gotten myself into? He was recording this? Cum dump? I love swallowing cum, but that’s it. I was never going to get fucked without a condom and never take a load in my ass, even with a condom. I wasn’t that kind of guy.

Part 2 I sent back a response begging for another way out, but only received one response, “This account has been deleted.” I sat there starting at the message, thinking this was just some really disgusting joke, or that I was having a nightmare. But it seemed to be too real for it to be a joke. I saw the picture again, and the audio file. I tried negotiating with myself, trying to figure out any other way out of this. I couldn’t think of anything that would work, that would prevent the video from getting out. I also knew that if my coach found out, I’d be kicked off the team and lose my scholarship. The coach was a real right-wing freak and he’d drum me out faster than I could beg for a chance. As the minutes dragged by, I came to the realization that my only option was going to be to show up at the rest stop and beg the guy face to face to not do this. I had no desire to get fucked, to lose my virginity to some random guy in a smelly restroom at a freeway rest stop. I looked at the clock and it was almost 6:00pm. I knew that, from reading stories, I needed to clean my ass out, so I went and got an enema kit, and spent the next hour cleaning my ass out until my guts hurt, but the water was clear. Putting on my jockstrap, I dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants and slowly trudged to the car. The thoughts going through my head were words to use to beg the guy or to think of how much money I could scrounge up to try and buy my way out. Neither of those seemed to be a viable option. Without really noticing the drive, I was pulling into the rest stop at 9:25 and parking in the last available spot. There seemed to be more cars tonight then I had ever noticed before and all the truck spots were filled as well. At 9:30, I walked in to the restroom and found two urinals occupied, and one stall open. The guys at the urinals looked at me as I walked in, then looked back down. I walked to the handicap stall and saw a brown paper bag in the corner. I closed and locked the door, and leaned back against it. I had not seen the guy from the other night, so knew there was no way out. It seemed like an hour, but in two seconds I had picked up and opened the bag. On the top was a slip of paper, which I took out. Typed and printed on the paper was the following message: “Hello you little fucking prude. I see that my earlier message was something you chose to follow directions on. Did you like the picture and the audio? Trust me when I say that the audio is even better when it’s on screen cumming out of your mouth. Now, I hope you followed my instruction and wore a jockstrap, because it will really make getting into that fine hairy pussy of yours a little easier. In the bag you will find three things, which you will be wearing for the next few minutes: a blindfold, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs. All three will be so that you don’t do anything stupid while you’re earning your way out of this. First, you’re going to strip down to your shoes and jockstrap and put the clothes in the bag. Next, you will insert the ball gag into your cocksucking mouth which I’ve already learned is very talented. Next, you will attach one of the cuffs to the wrist of your choice. You’ll then unlock and open the stall door all the way. Finally you will put the blindfold on and face the wall with the hand rail, so that hot ass is facing the doorway. Once that is all done, you will stand like that and wait for further instruction.” I heard guys come in, piss and leave while I was reading this. For a moment, I thought about putting the bag down and leaving, willing to take my chances. But something kept me from leaving. Fear? Or excitement? I set the bag down and stripped out of the sweats and t-shirt. I took the items out of the bag and put the clothes in. I looked at the ball gag and was disgusted by the site of teeth marks in it. Apparently this sick fuck has used it on other guys, guys who probably were into this kind of shit. I opened my mouth, put the ball in and strapped it behind my head. I looked at the cuffs and they looked like real police cuffs. I put one on my right wrist, fastening it at the first click I heard, leaving it loose. I slipped the blindfold on, placing it on my forehead for the time being. Deep in my head, I heard a voice screaming at me to stop this and get the hell out of there. I wish I had listened…

Ha- yes, the staff are unfriendly, but that seems to be the same all over Berlin, and not just at sex venues. And it’s not the language barrier, either: I speak German, and they are still just as rude. It seems to be universal across the service industry there- it might come as a bit of a shock to you if you are travelling from America, but just remember not to take it personally! The Bull is also one of my favourite bars, but the Laboratory should not be missed: it’s iconic. It’s some distance from the gay area, but public transport in Berlin is excellent (and cheap), and the subway runs 24 hours. Generally speaking, Berlin is a very safe city- so I wouldn’t worry too much on that score. And @subBottomKinkis absolutely right: cash is king in Berlin, and you don’t want to show up at the Lab only to be turned away because you haven’t got the required €10 entry fee in cash.

Neg not on PREP. Bareback only!

What possible use are cock and balls to a complete bottom,if removed the level of service will vastly improve

Lucky bottom boy takes breedings: [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/8-dads-breed-a-boy-cum-dump/

Unless he directly asks you that question, I don't see why you would feel obliged. For all you know, sonny might have told daddy all about it. - and that's how daddy knew to contact you. Then again, maybe not. Don't lie, of course - but I don't think you're obligated to volunteer information that may or may not prove unfortunate. Why risk it - just enjoy the (almost literally) Cock-Next-Door !!! One day, down the road, you can casually mention something like "does being a hot fuck run in the family?" If daddy didn't know, I'd buy tickets to that extravaganza !!! 😇

Been a long time since I've posted here... I've had a long dry spell lately, other than sucking some daddy dick occasionally. Chatted with a younger (early 20s) guy a week or two ago, but it didn't go anywhere at the time (of course). Decided to "tap" him on the app a few days later and he messaged me back...went through the whole "what's up" back and forth but pretty much got to him saying "I want to suck your dick". He asked me if I could host and when I told him I could but my housemate would be in another room, he said he was fine with it. He actually showed up (sort of a shocker lately), and he was cute as fuck. Got to my bedroom, made out, clothes came off, told each other how sexy we thought the other one was...I laid on the bed and he went to town sucking me, with occasional trips back up to make out some more. At one point I flipped over on top of him, he spread his legs, and I was sort of dry humping him while we kissed. We hadn't talked about fucking, so I didn't do any more than that...but after he got back on top of me and sucked me some more, he straddled me and (without lube, he must have either taken a load before coming over or pre-lubed before he drove over) lowered himself onto me. Damn his hole felt good. Flipped over into doggy and we both hit the poppers a couple times before I started slamming myself hard into him for a few minutes and exploded. I started heading into the bathroom to rinse off and he came in right behind me and started feeling me up again, sucking me a little, etc...while we chatted for a few minutes. Pretty sure he would've wanted round 2 had I been up for it (and I should've). Said he and his bf were going out of a town for a couple weeks but he wanted more when he came back. Hope he keeps his word.

The address I received was not too far, more within the city though it didn't look so familiar. It was definitely near a bathhouse I went to once during my first year here. I asked Devin if he knew where it was and he only said that it was in a sketchy area. If I had to guess, it was probably the gay village. An area Devin was always adamant to go to since he didn't find it to be his 'crowd'. When he asked if I was going to see someone there he scoffed, asking if last night wasn't enough. I reminded him of the conversation we had before finishing it with "We can end things you know" "Maybe a break, or a pause at least?" It felt like whatever we had has been either of those. It made little difference. Not wanting to go on I said "Break, that's it. Let's do that". An "Okay." was the last thing he said before leaving the room. I crashed unknowingly on the sofa right after and woke up right before day light was about to end. I looked at my phone and it was almost 8. The only notification I got was from Ludvig, 30 minutes ago. "Here are some ideas I have for tonight. If you're comfortable, I'd love to hear your thoughts. Come by anytime around 10." There were 4 videos attached. Each lasting around 8-12 minutes with a title screen at the beginning. 1. Fluid Starting from a birds eye view, the video starts with someone around early 20s I'd say who was locked in a sling. Eyes were blindfolded and limbs chained with a metal cock cage that came with a padlock. His legs were angled higher and pulled closer to his arms to fully showcase his hole. It was clear how strong he was tied for any attempts he made showed no difference in his position. The struggle he made at the start was perhaps from being awake. It could also perhaps be him having second thoughts. But then again, it was short lived. I'd imagine if I was him, it was only to get comfortable. The next camera angle was now above like the first but titled at a 45 degree to face the hole and showed the rest of the room. It was probably mounted on the sling, right in between the legs. The room was dark and lit by about 2 or 3 hanging lightbulbs at its corner. The walls were exposed brick with some sides graffitied, indecipherable in its scribbles. Among the gibberish tags I saw, I only recognized a biohazard symbol in circle. Its proximity to one of the light bulbs gave a better view of the wall than the rest. There was no other furniture, just broken crates and pallets scattered. Some blurry figures were sitting on them. The only opening in the room was an arch with its hinges remained. There were chips of wood hanging on its other side. Not much can be seen further pass it. The hallway following it was pitch black, darker than the room was and fizzy from the video. It was a black hole in the video. Motionless and being able to breathe as his sole action, his body was partially covered in foam below his head and a group of men encircled him, all in different kinds of leather masks that revealed the eyes. Most were nude or topless. Some in chaps, some in jocks, some only in denim jeans and a stained white tank top. There wasn't a fixed attire. Most had a decent body shape. Either they were muscular skinny, defined to the bones, or built massive with a strong and thick belly. I'd place Ludvig's type in between. They were all hairier than most of the men I've been with. They were definitely mature. A strange desire in me reignited again. The reflection from their glistened and sweaty body made up for the lack of brightness in the room. Two of them, who I now identify one as Ludvig came closer to the sling. Ludvig had a leather leotard on with his crotch fully exposed. I knew it was him from the scorpion at his back, claws now covered by the straps. His mask was a regular eye mask, mouth and nose still identifiable. The man opposite of him was in a chained harness and knee high boots. Nothing else besides a closed latex mask with openings at eyes, nose and mouth. His cock was big, fatter than Ludvig's, given that the cockring he wore was more visible than Ludvig's from watching the video. The girth was comparable, and the length I've yet to tell. Both men were still flaccid. Each were holding a safety blade, lifting their respective arms as they came closer to the foamed up body. Each blade focused on one part of the body. Ludvig had the bottom and the other had the top. As the blades touched, a time lapse started, fast forwarding the shaving process. They were delicate in their work. Not one minor cut. The boy in the sling made little movements, though any move was due to adjusting himself to how bare his skin was getting. As the foam was wiped, I saw how originally this person had hair as much as the men in the room. As the video progressed, he now had less and less. Each time the men glided their blade, it became clearer how beautifully shaped this boy's body was. His pecs were firmly round and his abs were protruding. The lower V part of his abdomen was no longer hidden. Stripping the hair from his pits made his biceps more prominent. The shave was like an act of sculpting. Ludvig was precise in stripping any hair from the boy's pubic hair, accomplishing his shave with only a single movement at each part. Even at the hole, he was swift. It was also at this point where both men, with little work left, took the liberty in being rewarded. Ludvig started to relish the hole after wiping the remaining lather while his coworker with the high boots was holding the boy's mouth wide open to take his cock. Finally I can see him hard. Like Ludvig, it grew exponentially. The length was longer and the boy could only take half before coughing, saliva dripping in agony. Light slaps on the face from high boots caused the boy to recollect himself and breathe before attempting again. This time, only a quarter of his cock was left. High boots was pleased, but I can tell not satisfied yet. Ludvig, still rimming relentlessly, enjoyed how smooth the hole was. His favourite kind to rim. As the boy chocked on high boot's cocks, he was also enjoying his freshly shaved hole getting eaten. A pain and pleasure that not many could afford I thought. How I wish I was in that sling. The boy's struggle in taking the massive cock continued with no end in sight for high boots. He pulled out and called onto Ludvig, who looked up. He signalled a look in which he tilted his head sideways to which Ludvig just nodded. They switched places and high boots cradled the boy's ass, now coated with spit higher to his stomach. He faced the crowd around for a moment before reaching out to obtain an oral syringe from one of them. An inaudible exchanged occurred between Ludvig and him. One of them used their hand to signal something small or big with high boots opening his palm completely. Ludvig just shook his head. Immediately after, the syringe was jammed into the hole and its content fully expelled. The men were now clapping and Ludvig walked to high boots to pat him on the shoulder. Both made their way back to the crowd. Soon, the boy was now panting with haste. A smile formed, creasing both sides of his cheek as his mouth moved in flicker. The crowd was now closer to him than before, caressing his new body. Some came close to sniff and smooch parts of him where his muscles stood out. The boy could only smile on. Ludvig returned, pulling the blindfold off, face now shown. He was conventionally handsome. Very good looking but never the kind I'd imagine. His hair was brunette, pretty long but above the shoulder and most likely tied in a bun. A golden retriever kind of guy who was a gymrat I'd wager. Close to my age I imagine. Seemed like the type to play by the rules. He had a sort of innocence in him that was now filled with lust. His dilated eyes were something I'd became familiar with. Initially, in regaining his sight, his facial expression was that of shock, not just in understanding his position and who he was with but at his body. He turned to look at every direction in an instant, before looking up above to the first camera, grinning, full teeth while being engulfed by the men around him. That look of lust that's always captured in these videos. The next shot was now shaky but clearer than before, a bit brighter. Chances are it was a handheld camera that one of the participant had. The sound was now better and the chatter more audible. Most were the usual dirty talk ranging from fuck yeahs and sexy, to slut and bitch boy. The camera moved closer to the boy, being referred to as a bitch, to look up. He looked directly with the same lust, saying yeah as someone was chewing his neck. The person behind the camera then asked: "You like this bitch?" "Fuck yeah." "Letting all these men use you, fuck you?" "Oh yeah." "How does it feel like in your new skin? Looking more like a bitch boy now?" "Feels fuckin good, man." "Shit boy, we're not even halfway yet." With a wink the boy said "Bring it on" It was difficult to see the rest of the body as it was still being appreciated by crowd. As it reach to his legs, high boots was crouched, head into the hole, slowly rimming the boy. When the camera reached to him he dived deeper into the boy's hole, minimally jolting him upwards. He looked directly into the lens, taunting "Who's next? Boy's fresh hole isn't going to be fresh for too long. Ludvig! You ready?" A distant loud aye can be heard through the crowd who echoed the agreement with yeahs all around. A skinhead man who was in his late 30s came forward toward high boots and asked to be next. With no hesitation and full force, high boots pulled him down to the floor and pushed his head into the boy. The skinhead caught himself by holding onto the boy's leg, continuing high boots's work. Unlike high boots, the skinhead ravished the hole. He whispered fuck yeah and god at times. Another man then came forward to try but when skinhead refused, high boots had to pull him off and remind him of where he was. The handheld camera was still facing the hole and the rimmer. High boots pulled the camera up, look behind to see Ludvig and stared back to the lens, announcing that "It's showtime." Camera now panned to Ludvig, who approached with something in his hand. A kind of metal hollow anal ring which diameter was close to a mug. It was shiny and pre-lubed. He crouched, gave the hole another lick and inserted it in the boy who flinched at first. The muscle in his sphincter tried to resist it. Ludvig, careful not to put too much force, reposition its angle, turning it in successfully. As it popped in, the boy screamed fuck yeah in the pleasure. A few seconds ago, it was pain. With the plug in, the boy's hole was wide open. His hole was also blooming, exhibiting motions of the plug trying to expel and receive. Ludvig called high boots, whose name is Klaus. "Would you do the honour? I feel as if you've been on it longer than we have. 3 days now, yes?" "No sleep in the last 60 hours and no plans to for the next 24. I'll be glad to." He then pointed to the camera, signalling whoever behind it to catch what he was bout to do. The boy, still enjoying the plug, continued to moan. Klaus slapped the ass, grabbing the boy's attention. He asked the boy if he knew what chem piss was. The boy shook his head. Klaus asked again if he remembered that said his kink was piss. The boy now nodded. In you? Boy nodded again, faster. Klaus's last question ; Wanna feel my piss in you? Boy replied fuck yeah. With that, he relieved himself without splattering else where. Straight and direct into the boy's hole, it filled up til its edges. Any move the boy made could spill it. "Good boy, let it in now..." Slowly, the piss level lowered, flowing deeper into the boy. The room became quiet, as the crowd was fixated on the boy's hole. When the boy's inside was visible again, Ludvig took Klaus spot. It wasn't as full as Klaus had piss but he still manage to relieve himself. Again, they waited for the boy to absorb it. Moments later, the boy's moans got louder than before, shouting how fucking good he felt. He had reached another state. One that I was determined to reach. Around 5 men had the chance to piss in him. When Ludvig saw that the boy was now feeling the chem piss, he and Klaus agreed that it was enough, and announced everyone to witness the boy's new altered state. The sweat falling off him was more rapid and his pores were moist as ever. In his breaths, he begged for the crowd to fuck him, to do anything they want to him. His chest, moving upward and dow to keep up with each breathe was a sight the crowd was in awe of. The crowd watch him beg and surrender himself. Finally, Klaus placed a dildo gag to silence him, leaving only sounds of muffled moans. A stopper was put in the plug, containing what was left. The video ended with the boy, up close, gagged, drool forming by the mouth, lost in a lust that I hope to see myself in. I didn't notice how hard I got when the clip ended. It had been a while. I could jerk off right now but I didn't wanna kill the excitement for the next one. I still had 2 hours before heading out. I swiped to the next clip.

found this on a hard drive - NOT MY STORY Andy was chatting on the internet, as usual, looking for a hot guy to fuck him, as usual! He is a tall, sexy looking young guy with a nice body and a charming smile. Andy never has any trouble finding spunky men to fuck his ass. He loves to be the btm, and loves to do it bareback. He has not caught the bug so far, mainly, he thinks, because he always asks the men who are about to put their raw dicks inside him if they are "clean". So Andy read through the profiles that were on offer, and was drawn to one in particular. The guy was in his forties, much older than Andy, but he had the most beautiful penis Andy had ever seen. The guy, named Paul, had many pics in his profile of his cock, long fat and hard, sliding in and out of smooth young boy cunts, dripping with thick white cum. Even though Andy was a young hot guy, he secretly lusted after older, rougher looking men, and Paul was perfect! His body looked strong and masculine, like a solid built rugby player or something, and his eyes were deep and inviting as they stared out of the computer screen. Andy was just about to flick Paul a message, when he noticed something on the profile. It said "Full blown poz for 7 years". Andy had fantasize about being pozzed up before, but he always kept it just a fantasy. So he sent a message to the guy saying "Hi" and "Nice Cock". The guy messaged back and they got really into it, chatting about how great it would feel to have a one on one charge party for Andy tonight, and get him all loaded up with poz cum. After a while Paul asked for Andy's phone number and he admitted that he had no intention of going through with it, that he loved life too much to let his sexual fantasy ruin it! So they left it at that. Andy then went and lay down on his bed, with his dildo, and started to slide it slowly up his ass. He sniffed some poppers and wanked off, until he was close to shooting his load. He could not get the image of Pauls cock out of his mind, and he imagined that Paul was fucking him then and there, with no condom, and pumping his ass full of cum. Andy went back to the computer, without cumming, and started chatting to Paul again. Paul said "Hey, why don't you cum over, and we can have safe sex, it will be hot, there is no reason why we can't have some fun, if we are both sensible about it (-: "So Andy fought with his better judgment for a while, but finally his hard-on got the better of him and and he jumped in his car and headed over to Paul's house. When he got there he was struck by how masculine and relaxed Paul was, he was a really sexy guy! They kissed as they stood in the living room together, and Andy felt a kind of electric energy in the air. They went to the bedroom and got undressed in front of each other, their eyes all over one-another's bodies. "So, is this the first time you have ever knowingly been naked with an HIV positive man?" Paul asked "Yeah it is" said Andy nervously, he was so excited about their bodies making first naked contact, he reached out and pulled Paul on top of him, and they kissed deeply, Paul's tongue going so far inside Andy's mouth that he felt as though he was being fucked already. Paul stopped kissing him and looked into his eyes, his 8" thick hard penis was digging into Andy's groin, he said "Feels good doesn't it?" Yeah, it feels amazing" Andy replied. They continued to kiss and Andy felt the full weight of Paul's body on top of him, it felt like the best sensation in the world. Paul worked up a huge gob of spit in his mouth and slowly let it fall into Andy's mouth. Andy opened his mouth and let the spit enter him, loving the feeling of it. They kissed again, and then Paul said "Come with me". He led Andy to the bathroom and made him kneel down. He put his hard penis at Andy's lips, and began to piss, a strong stream of piss that went down Andy's throat. He swallowed it all down, his own cock hard as a rock with lust for Paul. After drinking all Paul's beautiful hot piss, they went back to the bedroom. You like having me inside you, don't you? My piss, my spit?" "Yeah, I love it" said Andy. They rolled around on the bed and Paul began to mount Andy. "I'm not going to put my dick in you, don't worry, I'm just gonna press my cock head against your hole, so you know how great it feels to have a poz cock touching your ass" Andy lifted his legs high and wide, and Paul pressed the huge head of his penis against the tight asshole before him. Pre-cum oozed from the hole at the tip of his penis, and he rubbed it into Andy's tight hole. Paul gave Andy a bottle of poppers and they both inhaled deeply. They kissed and Paul spat another large gob of spit into Andy's open mouth. "This feels so good, doesn't it" "Yeah I've never felt anything so amazing in my life" "You know, if you are into barebacking, its only a matter of time until a guy will poz you up, you may as well do it on your own terms, and with a guy you really like" "I'm scared though, I don't want to feel sickness and pain" "Don't worry, after you convert, and get the fuck flu, you wont feel sick for years, and you can enjoy sex the way it was meant to be. You can become the sperm-slut you know you are, deep inside" Andy looked deep into Paul's eyes, as the head of Paul's penis stayed firmly placed at his boy-cunt. "Oh man, I want to put the rest of my cock head inside you Andy" They sniffed some more poppers, and then Paul pressed a little harder on Andy's hole, and the pre-cum slicked it up so he could put the whole head inside. Andy took another hit of poppers, and then they kissed deeply again. He had never felt so good, his whole body was tingling and he wanted to feel Paul's penis fucking him so much. "Man, your penis is so beautiful, I love it in me so much, I need it man. I wanna take your beautiful sperm inside me" he murmured. "Oh yeah, I wanna put the whole thing in you, I wanna fuck you so hard, I want you to be a slave to my penis, to my sperm. I need to shoot my poz cum in you Andy, can i fuck you man?" They both took another hit of poppers and then Andy said "Yeah, give me your cum, I need it" Andy opened his legs as wide as they would go, and lifted his ass up as high as he could, and Paul pushed himself down, so that Andy's legs were pressed back, and their faces met perfectly. Then it happened, Paul drove his huge hard penis all the way into Andy, and their bodies connected together. "You're gonna have my cum inside you forever man, I'm gonna change your body, you're never gonna be the same again" His cock slid in and out, sometimes all the way out, then all the way in. Andy was trembling with lust, he had never experienced sex like this before, he had no idea his body was capable of such pleasure! The took deep hits of poppers, and Paul kept fucking him deep. "Oh God, man, I'm gonna destroy your body with my sperm, I'm gonna fuck you to death, you're my cum slut now, your a dirty piece of shit, you deserve my AIDS sperm boy" "Oh yeah, I need it, I'm worthless man, just fuck me up, poz me up, I need your HIV, I need your sperm so bad" said Andy, completely lost in the hotness of the fuck. "Fuck man, I'm gonna cum, my sperm is gonna take over your body, give into it man, let it enter you, don't resist it" "Oh man, Oh yeah, fuck man, give it to me, fuck me up man!" The energy in the room was so intense, Andy could feel that something amazing was about to happen in his body, and that he should not try to stop it. They kissed again, long and hard, and then Paul began to cum. He fucked into Andy hard and fast, and deep, and then shot his load of thick white sperm right into Andy's open hungry ass hole. "Oh man, wow, that was amazing!" Andy was stunned, but he remained horny, so Paul jerked him off, while his penis was still hard inside Andy. "This is your last neg load boy! You're never gonna be the same after tonight" Andy was overcome with lust and he shot a huge load of sperm onto his stomach. Paul collapsed on top of him and they lay in each others arms and fell to sleep. A few weeks later Andy came down with the flu, and eventually he tested poz. He was now a pozzed up cum slut, on the prowl for a re-charge...

Great story bud. Reminds me of the 70's in NYC or Slammer out here in LA. Love darkrooms and being used like that!

Dad’s Basement - Part Eight I woke up late in the day. Dad was already arisen and had left my bed. My hole ached from all the fucking last night, to the point of pain when I moved. Carefully climbing out of bed, I set off to search for Dad. The house was quiet, sunlight pierced through the blinds, lighting the rooms. Dad was sitting in his chair, naked, legs spread wide, his big cock hung soft over his balls with the head almost touching the seat of his chair. He was sipping a cup of coffee. “Morning,” I said. “Almost evening, Son.” I shrugged, moving slowly towards the kitchen, gingerly nursing my aching hole. I could feel the dried cum breaking away from the skin on my thighs as I walked. In the kitchen I poured myself a cup of coffee, taking it back to the living room where Dad waited, easing myself into a seated position on the sofa. “Sore, Son?” “More like 'pain', Dad.” “I can call Doc and have him come check you out, if you'd like.” “Might not be a good idea with what happened last night.” “He’s cool.” With that Dad reached for his cell phone. I ignored him as he called the doctor. I just wanted to drink my coffee and then go for a hot shower, then maybe sleep after. I felt the warmth of the coffee hit my stomach and spread through out my body. “Son, Doc will be here in a couple of hours. Drink up, go get cleaned up inside and out. I know your hole is sore, but try.” “Okay, Daddy.” Taking my coffee I disappeared down the hall to the bath room, leaving Daddy alone and naked. After I had showered I felt quite refreshed, and I delicately cleaned-up my hole for the doc. The effort was painful but I mustered through it. When I returned to the living room, Dad was in his chair still naked, but looking as if he had also cleaned up. Not wanting to freak out the Doc, I had pulled on a pair of gym shorts. “Lose the shorts, Son," Dad recommended, adding "It ain’t like he hasn’t seen it all before.” My face went red, but I hooked my thumbs in my shorts, dropped them and stepped out. I flopped down on the sofa, looking at Dad with my 'what ever' face. “Don’t make that face, boy! I will redden your ass quick.” “Yes, Daddy.” Scarcely ten minutes later the door bell rang. I glanced at Dad, who grinned as he recommended “Don’t keep him waiting. He charges by the hour.” I got up and headed to the door. Holding the knob, I hesitated opening it until the bell rang again. I turned the knob and pulled, exposing my naked body to the Doc on the other side. I felt my face flush as he looked down at my cock and balls hanging down between my legs, then back up to my eyes. “Well, well, Matt you have grown and seem to still be growing,” Doc said. I was growing, my cock that is. It was filling with blood, slowly pointing up and up and up. Who's cock wouldn't grow when a muscle monster was at your door. I felt my face go flush and quickly stepped out of the way allowing Doc to enter. “I see I am over dressed here, Drew,” Doc said. Dad and I shared the name Matthew, but we each went by a different shorter version. “Nothing stopping you from changing that, Doc,” Dad replied. After shutting the door, I stepped just inside the living room. The Doc’s back was to me, but I could see that he was unbuttoning his shirt. His biceps bulged as he did. It wasn’t long until his shirt tail was pulled out of the waist of his pants, removed from his body and dropped to the floor. His back was covered in tattoos. I watched from behind as he stepped out of his shoes, kicking them over with his shirt. He lifted his legs to removed his socks, one leg at a time, causing the pants covering his ass to stretch tight. He looked over his shoulder at me, and grinned as he undid his belt, the button of his pants, then lowered his fly. He pushed his pants to his ankles, revealing his muscular ass in the process. His legs were massive tree trunks. He stepped out of his pants. He, like my Dad and I, was now naked. “So, Drew what brings me here today? You were very vague on the phone.” “Well, Doc to be completely honest, Matt joined the club last night.” “I see” replied Doc, “We need to make sure conversion happened. Or is it something else” “His hole.” What the fuck was happening? Doc seemed like what happened was normal, as if a Dad fucking his son and passing his disease is normal. I should acknowledge, however, that even as I was thinking this, I couldn’t take my eyes off the Doc’s ass. “Son, wipe the drool from your mouth,” Dad said, adding "There will be time for that later. Now, let Doc examine your hole.” Doc turned to give me a frontal view of his naked body. He was muscular just like Dad, just smooth. His cock was hanging low between his legs. On his right hip was a scorpion tattoo, black with a red cross in it. “Like my ass, boy?” Doc asked. "My cock is better!” I quickly smiled and looked away. Resuming, Doc said "Okay, let’s get started then. Lay back on the sofa and get your legs high in the air. Drew sit on the back of the sofa, grab his ankles and spread them. I need a good view of that puckered, puffy boy pussy.” My mouth dropped open. I could not believe what was happening. Was this Doc even a legit doctor? “Don’t just stand there Boy, get your ass in gear” Dad snapped. I jumped and got on the sofa, throwing my legs up. Dad moved quickly and sat on the back taking hold of my ankles, spreading them wide. Doc dropped to his knees in front of me. Taking my ass cheeks in his hand, initially he rubbed them, but then, without warning, slapped my right cheek, followed by his fingers circling closer and closer to my hole, which sent chills through my body. It didn’t take long until his fingers were circling my hole, pressing the outer ring, gently at first then much harder. He lifted his right arm into the air, pointing at my Dad. “Suck it. I need lube to examine inside.” Dad bent forward, sucked Doc’s finger in, sucking it as if it was a hard cock. I watch spit run out of his mouth and down Doc’s finger, earning a complement from Doc: “Chrome off a bumper.” Once wet Doc jammed his finger into my hole. I jumped, wincing from the pain. It circled inside, feeling the inside of my used pussy. His finger moved in and out, sliding from tip to base. My mind was shocked. Doc was finger-fucking my boy pussy. “Drew, honestly it seems fine to me. The puckering will go down,” Doc said. “Good” Dad replied, “so no permanent damage.” “Nope.” Dad smiled, not in happiness, but with a twisted look. He was looking at the Doc, who was slowly standing up. “Look at that massive man cock, boy,” Daddy commanded. My eyes darted down to the Doc’s crotch. Holy Fucking Shit. His cock was not only long but thick as fuck. It had to be a foot long, and as thick as a baby’s arm. The head on it was as big as an crab apple. “Teasing the Doc with a puffy puckered boy pussy is not good,” Doc commented with a smile. “When his cock gets hard like that Son, the only way for it to go down is to fuck a boy pussy and breed it,” Dad added. Doc spit in his palm and rubbed it on the head of his cock. He started to squat down to line up his cock with my hole, then stopped, commenting "He might need a big hit to take this. Luckily I have a fresh bottle with me to administer to the patient.” He turned and grabbed his pants, reaching inside the pocket getting a brown bottle which he handed it to me. I knew the drill. I unscrewed the cap, placing it under my nose and took a deep inhale, in both nostrils. “Again,” Doc commanded. Already feeling the effects of my first hits, I did it again, this time my body relaxed more. “Again,” Dad insisted. Fuck, following the instructions again I inhaled. I could feel my heart beat in my temples as well as hear it pounding in my ears. I watched Doc squat again, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, aiming himself at my hole, pushing himself in with one long, deep stroke. My hole stretched, the pain intensified the deeper his cock went it. I could feel it pushing against the second ring inside me. Doc ran his hand over my stomach, feeling the out line of his massive cock in me. “Relax, Son.” I concentrated on my breathing, in and out. Doc kept pushing building the pressure on my second ring, until it popped and he pushed through. I closed my eyes, through the pain on my hole was slowly easing, pleasure was emerging. I felt Doc’s balls against my ass. He was all the way in. Looking up, I saw Dad’s hard cock floating above, pre-cum already flowing from the piss slit. “Ready boy?” Doc asked. I nodded yes. He pulled his cock completely out, then rammed it all the way in. The jolt of pain shoot throughout my body as he hit bottom, only to feel it pull out again, then slam in. Over and over this rough fuck happened. Doc grunted over and over as he drove his cock in my boy pussy. “The scorpion is going to strike, boy” Doc said, “It's highly toxic.” I smiled, giving his my approval to shoot his toxic load into my pussy. I started to push into him as he drove forward into my ass. I tried to met each thrust of his cock inwards. His balls were slapping my ass. His cock didn’t take long to thicken. I knew his balls would empty his poz load deep into me soon. “Tell me boy. What do you want?” “I want your disease, Doc.” “Well, if you are going to put it that way, here it comes.” He rammed his massive cock deep into my hole, falling on top of me, trapping me under his muscular frame. His body was relaxed, heavily weighing me down. I felt Dad move from his position above me. “Stay just like that Doc” Dad said. Briefly I wondered if Dad was going to slid into Doc’s hole, but no, instead I felt Dad’s cock pushing along side Doc's cock. I tried to protest, but Doc quickly moved his hand over my mouth and put more his weight on me. Dad push hard against the edge of my hole, under Doc’s cock, which was surprisingly still hard. I could feel Dad’s head pushing in, stretching my full hole. Tears welled in my eyes. As Dad’s head popped inside my hole I screamed into Doc’s hand. “Hush Hush Boy, Don’t cry. Daddy will make it better,” Doc murmured. Somehow the poppers were placed under my nose and I quickly inhaled deep, over and over. Feeling my hole relax from the rush, Dad slid his cock in until he could not go any further. The pain was unbearable. Doc had locked eyes with me, and was intensely staring. I knew then there was no escape. Dad started to pump his cock in and out of my hole, rubbing against Doc’s cock and my hole. The pressure of two cocks stretching me open began to subside. I moaned from behind Doc’s hand. He slowly lifted it away from my mouth, ready to replace in case I screamed again. Still locked eye to eye with Doc, he moved his lips closer to mine and kissed me. Dad’s cock still sliding in and out. Doc and I kissed as Dad pumped faster and faster. He pushed in and shot his poz load into me, adding to Doc’s as well as coating Doc’s cock. “Going to shoot again,” Doc announced with satisfaction as his cock pulsated, blowing his load deep into my body. The friction of Dad’s cock and, presumably, the pulsations of Dad's cock had pushed Doc over the edge for a second time. Dad withdrew, and then pulled Doc's cock out of my body. "Son, you should see your hole, gaping, puffy, cummy, and raw,” Dad commented with pride. “Such a good boy,” Doc added. I lowered my legs and relaxed. I could not believe that my hole was used again, taking it further than before. I could only imagine what was next. “After last night and today Drew, I don’t see how he won't develop the fuck-flu and convert,” Doc said. "Call me when he is sick and I'll drop by.” “I will.” Doc collected his clothes, dressed and left. I sat motionless on the sofa, my back and leg muscles aching from the prolonged effort to remain aloft. My cock throbbed seeking release. My hole throbbed from being stretched open, but my mind was on cock, cum and disease. Dad sat back down in his chair, his cock hanging between his legs, drooling cum. I watched him until my eyes closed and I fell deep asleep.