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I know your type. Mature male, married but separated from your wife. The pale mark where you used to wear a wedding ring gives you away. She moved out because you told her you thought you might be gay. Found herself a boyfriend who actually likes to fuck her. Smart woman. You finally came to grips with your sexuality. You’re gay. You’ve known the truth for a long time. And now you’re here. I like your type, because you’re eager to serve a real man, to be an instrument for his pleasure. It’s what you’ve always fantasized about. Well, before we’re done, you’re going to get more than you imagined. And I’m you’re type. An Alpha daddy. A pure top. When you fucked your wife, you were faking it. You knew you wanted to be the one with a cock buried deep inside you. I have what you crave. Look at my big dick, with a heavy set of balls that you can already imagine smacking against you with each thrust. That’s right. Keep staring, faggot. I bet your mouth is dry right now. You will call me “Sir.” Only real men get to use my name. You’re not a real man. And to me you will always be “boy.” You don’t deserve a name. As I kiss you, I force my tongue into your mouth. To your surprise, you like the taste of cigar tobacco on my tongue. You’re so refined you would never smoke a cigar. You would look ridiculous. Only real men can handle a cigar. What does belong in your mouth is my cock. Get down on your knees. Go ahead and taste it. I’ll let you go slow at first. Your small hands can barely wrap around my tool. Take more. That’s it. This first time I won’t fuck your throat. That’ll come late, after I’ve broken you in, made you my bitch. Like the sound of that, don’t you? My bitch. I’m going to fuck something else now – your ass. Lie on your back, boy. Ah, that’s a nice hole. Tight and puckered. I’m going to ruin it. I like the way you pull your legs up, back and apart, inviting me. That’s how your wife used to do it, right? It’s such a female thing to do. It comes so naturally to you, doesn’t it? How do you think she’d feel if she saw you right now? I bet that thought makes you hot. A rubber? Yeah, I know I said I’d use one. But I don’t cover myself, boy. Do you want me to stop now? It’s not too late. I didn’t think so. You’re too far into this to quit. This is going to be bareback. I’m going to seed you, boy. You like it when I say that. First, a little lube. That’s it. My fingers feel good inside you, don’t they? I can feel you trembling. You’ve wanted this for so long and now it’s actually about to happen…. Relax, boy. It only hurts and burns at the start. There! I’m in past your anal ring. I love that expression on your face. The pleasure has started. And you’re delighted and so proud that you’ve let a real man take you. I just turned your ass into a cunt. God, you’re so tight, even after all that playing with a dildo. Does it surprise you to hear yourself moaning? Your voice is so high-pitched now. I like it when a boy whimpers. Don’t touch your dick. Let it go soft. Let it flap around as I plow your ass. This is about me, got it? Grab my thick arms with your dainty fingers if you need something to hold on to. UMPHH! UH! I’m close now, boy! Here it comes! OOOOH! OOOOH! I just seeded you, boy. Seeded you good. You’re a good cunt for your daddy. Oh, yeah. One more thing I forgot to mention. I’m positive. You’ve got a big toxic load inside you. You’re welcome.

I've read it's actually good for prostate health to clear out the pipes on a regular basis. Therefore, in answer to the question, I think they're wrong.

There is truth to that saying, "Young, dumb, hung and full of cum". Hey if they want to, why not? Frankly, if they're interested and they initiate the encounter I won't say no. I don't chase down guys who are in their late teens or early 20s but at times our paths cross and I was happy with the outcome. I didn't mean any offense by including the word "dumb" it's just what was included the first time I heard that mentioned. I don't make it a habit of calling people dumb, for the record.

Father’s day surprise Daniel at 19 years old, 5’10” tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes, athletic, smart and what most would consider very good looking, he was a son that would make any dad proud. He had done drama productions in the fall and played baseball in the spring, throughout his high school years, girls and guys would swoon when he entered a room, and he seemed inseparable from his best friend and partner in crime, Mike I’m Eric, believe it or not I’m only 35, with a hot 19year old son who now lives with me, doing the math, I was 16 when Daniel was born, a near virginal birth, you see I never had sex as a youth, unless you count masturbation. That pissed off my girlfriend (beard) at the time, as she was always trying to get me to do her, but she just didn’t get a rise from me. She somehow managed to steal my semen and impregnate herself. Karen was a bitchy cheerleader and wanted my baby, after all, I was captain of the football team, straight “A” student taking AP classes, 6’1 150# dishwater blonde hair and the ultimate catch for her. She managed to make it through the semester then disappeared during the summer returning with an adorable baby boy in the fall, DNA test proved Daniel to be of my linage, which bolstered my reputation, one which I did not deserve, I might add, and made me even more popular, and allowing me to stay in the closet. I experimented a little in gay sex in college, determining I really liked guys but I still refused to come out, preferring casual hook ups, always safe, and occasional fuck buds, usually in other towns as I traveled a lot after college getting my business up and running. When Daniel was 10, Karen sent him to live with me, as she could no longer handle his behavior, or the pranks that he and Mike would pull. I had built up a successful business by then and could give Daniel a good home life, whereas Karen had fallen in with the wrong crowd and I suspect CPS was soon to intervene anyway. Having this precocious little 10 year old put a cramp in my sex life but I loved him, and was willing to sacrifice my pleasures to make sure he was taken care of. Although I did manage to find hookups when Daniel was in school, and when he would spend the night over at Mike’s and when I would go away on business trips the local baths played host to my sexual desires, and there was always the internet. At 13 Daniel came to me and confessed he liked boys more than girls. We had a chat about it and he promised me he would abstain from physical sexual contact till he meet the right guy or 18 which ever came first, I chuckled at that and we were happy to know he felt comfortable with his sexual identity. Mike and Daniel were neighbors and classmates from third grade on, Mike’s parents moving to my side of town when he was around 10, our town being a small rural community it didn’t change what schools either r boy attended and they remained stuck like glue, though I had to reel them in on the pranks to maintain their good citizenship in the community. They both went out for the same plays and sports teams, Mike seemed to be over at our place as much as he was at his own. Mike was a hot stud just like Daniel at 6’2”175# of solid muscle, he too was 19 and athletic and smart. This story started with Mike about a year ago when he asked me to help him plan a birthday party for Daniel’s 18th birthday, what I didn’t know at the time was his plans for what would become the birthday party then the lockdown birthday bash. The party was scheduled just a couple weeks into the fall semester of the local community college, guest started arriving around 4:30 a mixed crowd of late teen guys and gals, we mingled for a couple hours had appetizers and beverages appropriate for the age range had cake and sang happy birthday to Daniel, opened a few presents then the crowd started to thin, I noticed it was mostly hot guys sticking around, and a few late arrivals, I told Danny and Mike I was bushed and headed up to my room, I could still hear the small remaining crowd downstairs as I relaxed on my bed slowly drifting into a sleepy nap. I had stripped to a tank top and basketball shorts commando as usual as I lay on top of the covers drifting in and out. About a half hour later I felt a weight get on the bed then a pair of hands wraparound me, a pair of lips met mine and began kissing me, my cock began stiffening as a second pair reached under the flimsy material and began stroking my cock. As I opened my eyes to find Mike kissing me, a pair of lips engulfed my throbbing penis, I glanced down to see Daniel with half my cock in his mouth, working it expertly, Mike continued to work my nipples beneath the tank before lifting it over my head as Daniel pulled my shorts down so he could have better access to the jewel that produced him. I looked around and the perimeter of the room was filled with hot young men, bare ass naked watching my boy and his best friend seduce me, many were wanking, others were making out. Daniel began licking my balls and his finger found my manhole and began caressing it, Mike worked down my chest past my nipples realigning his body so I was face to face with his junk I had never even entertained the idea of having sex with my son, his friends maybe, but I thought I had kept that pretty much to myself and the internet porn I watched and here I was presented with the opportunity to suck my sons best friend while he worked my cock and hole. While his friends watched was kinky in my mind, Daniel was beginning to rim my hole as Mike started sucking my cock, it felt like I was dreaming as the over stimulation of my neither regions took over my rational thought. Daniel and mike started making out around my now rigid cock, the Mike scooted up and presented his cock for me to suck as Daniel straddled my torso lowering himself down onto my cock “Daddy you told me to save myself for the right guy, so both Mike and I want you to take our cherries tonight in front of all these witnesses” With that he pressed his virgin ass down onto my cock, taking in my fat mushroom head, his eyes bulged out at the initial shock of pain and tears formed at the corners, he lifted off my cock as a drop of precum dribbled out, I grabbed some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Daniel who applied it to his hole then slid back onto my cock, stretching him wider as he took another inch into his boycunt. He slowly edged himself down my 9 inch shaft, impaling himself on his father’s rock hard cock. I was deep throating Mike as Daniel began riding my cock, I was meeting his downward slides with an upward thrust, fucking into my son as deep as I could go. After about a half hour I blasted my load into my son’s raw hole, somewhat of a first for me as I almost always played safe. Daniel whispered in my ear ”Dad, now that you’ve bred me, can you breed my boyfriend?” With that he pulled off of me and Mike slid down my still hardened phallus. Daniel bending over to let Mike rim his cummy ass. The evening progressed from there to an all-out orgy, the others in the room moving in to join in on the sex. I must have took at least a half dozen loads that night and my boy took just as many, along with his best friend/boyfriend. The others started getting dressed and drifting away around 3 in the morning as my son and Mike cuddled up to me, no longer a need to hide my sexual activities from Daniel, since it was evident that he and Mike would becoming a staple in my activities. I had almost always played safe up until that night with the boys, the exceptions generally with regular fuck buds who I knew to be neg. at the time. While I fantasied about hot bare sex, I was just too scared to take the risk. That all changed after Daniel’s 18th birthday party/orgy, call me a convert but I realized I liked feeling raw cock in my ass as well as sliding my bare tool in some hot stud. I soon set up accounts on BBRT and other bareback sites and soon found I had developed a kinky side, somehow finding my way to breeding zone. It took about six months or so and I started fantasizing about chasing the bug and stopped asking status of the guys I hooked up with, while Daniel and Mike were away. Mike moved in to Daniels room about two months after his birthday party and they would routinely end up sleeping in my bed, with many mornings waking to find them taking turns on my rod as I lay in that state between sleep and being awake, vying to see who could end up with my seed. Not sure but I think they would hack into my computer and spy on dear old dad and his proclivities. Over the next year while they attended community college we would throw sex parties and we would all end up filled with cum. I got to know some of their close friends biblically and almost never ran out of young bucks to fuck and fill with my baby batter, or take their young meat into my holes. One such party was last night, Saturday before Father’s day, it started out as a barbecue with some friends on the deck and soon I was deeply impaled on my son’s cock, followed by Mike’s impressive tool, then about five of their friends filled me up, before allowing me to slide into a hot new blonde twink boy, that they had just met a few weeks ago at school. He was tight, claimed he mostly topped, which I can understand with a 10 inch cock hanging between his legs, he was a moaner when getting plowed and quite vocal when plowing a hole, I think I even heard him proclaim “Take my dirty seed” to one hot red head he was plowing. That just got my juices flowing faster as I pounded his boycunt. I later learned he was just 18 and just a freshmen at the local university. I fucked him for a good 10 minutes before I felt that familiar tingle in my balls and soon filled his guts with my seed, clenching my ass cheeks tightly together to keep my own loads from leaking out. As I blasted his hole I started to remember he was one of the guys who had filled me earlier, I blasted a couple more squirts before pulling out and he swung around and cleaned off my tool then kissed me passionately, winking back as he walked away, later that evening as the boys cuddled with me under the stars, they asked if I had, had fun, I replied yes, and as the final guest left we all cuddled into bed. I awoke late and wandered down to the kitchen, a note was on the table which read "Hey, Dad. Mike and I are heading to the lake for some fun. Feel free to come out and join us. We’ll be at the north beach area. You know where. BTW, Happy Father’s day." Clipped to the note were two pieces of paper, HIV test slips, both about nine months old, one with Danny’s results, and one with Mike's results. Both were poz.

Hi Fellas, what you are about to read is a honest true story. I normally wouldn't tell it because the other person involved is a private person and a family member, but after he read some of the other stories here he gave me permission to tell it so we can see what other readers would think. I hope you enjoy. I've known Jim since i was about 11, he and my older brother are ex-gang members from the same gang. He was always around my house and was like another member of the family. Both him and my brother went to prison for a crime they committed together, while they were locked up they both vowed to change their lives and when they got out they got their shit together. My brother went to school and now works in the medical field and Jim (whose nickname is Joker) also went to school and is now the property manager for the apartment complex he lives in. While in prison my step-sister started to write him and when he got out they got married and he stepped up to help her raise her two kids she had with another man. That was about 10 years ago, and he still looks the same to this day. 6'1 240 all lean and very defined muscle, he looks like a featherweight ufc fighter. He's mixed black & white and is very light skinned and covered with tattoos. Him and I are close like brothers, we joke around and respect one another, he knows A LOT about me and looks after me like a good older brother should (lol). When I came out to my family as a teenager, he was the only one of my brother's gang friends who didn't give me hell over it, he treated me as if it didn't matter. Him and I started having sex together last year right before my 29th birthday. It was 11 am, the kids were at school and my sister was working a double. He called me and asked if I could go get him some weed from the medical dispensary since I have a prescription and he doesn't. I told him that I just went and he could come get what I have and I'll go get more later. As a rule I never wear clothes in my home ever, and as another rule I make anyone who comes to my home strip as soon as they pass the door...no matter what and I have my reasons. There are a few people who are an exception to the rule and Jim is one of them but dont hide my own nudity from no one not even family, so he wasnt surprised when I opened the door buck-naked with a half hard cock. I gave him the weed and brought him a beer and we chatted a bit. He asked what I was up to and I told him that a friend was coming over to eat me out and fuck me because he had the day off. He grinned at me but didnt say anything, then out of no where he asked if I have enough "favors" to have good time. I stared at him wide-eyed in shock, im very open and honest about my sex life with him and other members of my family but I keep my usage of drugs very VERY private from family. He saw the shock on my face and read my mind, he told me that he was dealing on the side, and had a really good feeling that I partied and then said if I kept his secret from the family that he would keep mine. Finally coming out of shock I told him mum was the word. He pulled out his stash asked for my pipe, he loaded it and we started smoking. We blew fat clouds and talked as the time passed unnoticed when I finally got a text saying that my fuck buddy was here, normally in booty call situations Jim would leave right before but this time he made no move to leave. I'm far from shy and get off by fucking in front of others so I told him he could stay if he wanted and that I would play in the living room and he could hide out in the bedroom if he wanted, all he said was "cool" and put the pipe to his lips. My fuck buddy stripped naked as soon as he stepped in and closed the door, he knows the rules. We walked in the living and he was surprised and a little nervous to see Jim sitting on the couch, I understood his nervousness because Jim comes off very intimidating to those who dont know him. I introduced them to each other and Jim passed him the pipe as we sat down and got comfortable. My buddy asked how we knew each other and Jim who is normally quite in front of people he's just met spoke before I did and told him that he was my brother-in-law and married to my sister, he then told my buddy to smoke up so he could catch up to where we were at. Still a bit shocked but very turned on about where this might go, I did what I normally do so I turned on my big screen tv and pressed play on the bareback porn I was watching earlier, I then opened my laptop and put porn on there as well. Jim loaded the pipe again as I went down on and started sucking my fuck buddy. I sucked and slurped on his dick while him and Jim passed the pipe back and forth. My fuck buddy got into the scene and flipped me over and shoved his tongue in my ass and tongue fucked my hole like he never had before, Jim picked up my laptop and said he wanted to watch straight porn, I barely even heard him because I was moaning so loud. I totally zoned out and forgot Jim was there as my buddy lifted my legs and slid his cock in my ass. Me being a black guy, I love getting fucked my white raw cock, most of the time its the black guy fucking the white bottom so its a surprise when white guys see a masculine black man who wants to be fucked by them, they really get into it. He pounded my hole for about 20 minutes before he dumped his hot load far up my ass. I sucked my juices off his dick before I took another hit of the pipe and sat up to catch my breath. I finally came back from the post sex haze and remembered my brother-in-law was still in the room, I looked over and saw him with his hands in his shorts slowly stroking a pretty large hard on, he kept glancing between us and the girl getting pounded on the laptop. My fuck buddy got dressed, said by to Jim and I walked him to the door, when I came back into the living room Jim was taking a really big hit of the pipe, I had to admit to myself that his tina was really good. I laid back on the couch with a happy-high grin on my face and played with my cummy hole and watched the porn on the tv. Jim passed me the pipe with a grin on his face and asked if I had fun, I laughed and said "hell yeah, he filled me up good". he looked down at me playing with my hole and said that he was surprised that he didnt use a condom, I told him that I would never get fucked with a condom because there was no better feeling in the world then the feeling of someone dumping a load in you. He chatted some more, me still playing with my hole and him still stroking his dick in his shorts. We started talking about this different sexual things we like to do, when I told him that I have an obsession with sucking dick and would dare anyone to find someone who could do it better, he admitted to me that he let a couple guys suck his dick while he was prison and just recently got into swinging. I asked him if prison was the only he let a guy blow him and he said yes. I've seduced my share of straight guys so I decided to take the lead and see where it got me only hoping it would be weird after. It was starting to get hot but I decided not to turn on the air conditioner, I told him to stop being shy and get more comfortable before he started to sweat all over my furniture. He pulled off his shoes and shorts then took off his shirt only leaving on his ankle socks and boxers, I joked with him that his bulge was huge and that he must make my sister happy with it and he joked that his dick was the only reason she married him. I finally pushed away my last bit of nerve and asked him if I could see it, he grinned at me and pulled his boxers off. When I seen it my mouth instantly started to water and my ass hole twitched...he was 9 inches cut, nicely thick with a mushroom head and a heavy set of balls, I couldn't stop staring at it all I could do was say "wow", he laughed and took another hit of the pipe. The meth in my system was starting to peak and my already low inhibitions were completely lost, as he was still hitting the pipe I leaned over and took his dick into my mouth without caring about the consequences. I sucked on the head then slid it down until it was in my throat and back up again. I felt his legs relax and tasted his pre-cum starting to leak, grabbed and squeezed the base of his massive dick and swirled my tongue back up to the tip, he moaned and whispered "fuuucckk". I sat back on the couch and wiped the spit from my lips, i looked at him and said "sorry, I just couldn't help it". He laughed and admitted that after watching me and my fuck buddy go at it, he was wondering if it suck him too, I told him that I would suck his dick day or night and he could fuck me too if he wanted. He pulled out his stash and asked if I had the stuff to do hot-rails, I did and handed it to him, he made out four long fat lines and did the first two and sat back glassy eyed. I did my two lines and laid back as the tina worked its way through me, when it reached my asshole I spread my legs and started to finger my hole again. Jim said that my hole looked juicy, I said that it was and cum was the perfect lube. I felt him start to rub his fingers around my hole, I moaned and started stroking my cock. He slowly pushed two fingers inside me and said it was hot, I told him he could add another finger so he did. I was really getting into it and my hole was relaxing, I told him to add another finger, he looked at me surprised and said "wont that hurt", I told him ive had bigger and longer in me before and just to go slow at first. He stared with jaw hanging open and my hole swallowed his for fingers, after a few moments i told him to "please put your dick in me", he pulled his hand out my ass and it was covered with my fuck buddies cum deposit. His instincts took over, he smeared my cummy ass juice all over his dick and slide it all the way in until he was balls deep. We both swore in pleasure as he began to work my hole over. I have a filthy pig mouth when im spun high and a raw dick is in my ass, its like my mouth has a mind of its own. I kept chanting to give me his dick and that it was hot being fucked his dick knowing that it was the same one that fucks my sister, he must of liked hearing that because flipped me on my stomach, mounted me and started to pound me through the couch. Again my dirty mouth took over and I told him not to stop until he emptied his nuts inside me and that since we were family he was meant to give me his dick and hot load. With that he screamed "fuck yeah" and slammed one final thrust into me and emptied the contents of his balls into me. When we came down from our sex haze I got up and turned the air conditioner on and got us both something to drink, I was a little nervous that he was going to freak out and leave, but when I walked back in the living room he was laid back with his feet up on the coffee table stroking his half hard cock. He said that was the craziest this he has done and I told him I had done crazier, that I was a cum-crazed maniac that likes to get it from anyone, anywhere and that I didn't mind supplying chems and other goodies if it meant I could have a good naked time. He asked me to tell him about some of the stuff i like to get into, his dick got hard again as I told him how slept with truckers at cruise spots, how ive picked up guys who wanted to party and told him if they bring a friend and the chems will be free on me. I also told him how my favorite was to pick up homeless guys or sketchy tweakers, offer to bring them home so they can shower and clean up and have a beer or something to eat, and offer to get them high if they get naked and have a bit of fun. There was nothing funnier and entertaining then meeting a guy and his girl friend, smoking them up and helping them out, and later on when the guy is broke again and jonesing for T real back they come back to me behind their girlfriend's back and offer to do whatever if I got them high and of course I oblige. I'm not a dealer but im a heavy user and i like to get other people spun with me, but its not for nothing, I gotta get something out of it and nudity, hard cock and cum is perfect trade. Jim was rock fucking hard and said that he meets all types of people that he sells to that would fuck around but he never got into it because he didnt know them enough, he said it all sounds sketchy and very hot and that we should be partners in crime. The good thing about tina sometimes is that it blocks your inhibitions and allows you to say out loud the things you are thinking sometimes without realizing you are saying them, so when he said he wanted join me sometimes on my sexcipades I knew it was really on his mind. We fucked two more times before he had to go home and sober up a bit before the kids got home from school. I was naked and walking funny when I walked him to the door, he laughed at me but asked if I was ok, I told him I was perfect and that it was one of the best fucks ive had. I joked that I needed to be careful because im already becoming addicted to his body, he said that since he usually stops by multiple times a week to hang out, that I can expect dick from him from now on. After he left I took a shower and relived the passed two hours, I couldnt get over how in a matter of a short time how things with my brother-in-law had changed, I then mentally kicked myself that I didnt think to switch on the web cams that I have secretly well hidden to capture the family fuck session. end of pt 1 ( a lot more to cum ) (Notes: As I was writing this Jim was sitting next to me and getting his dick sucked by one of his regular customers; a str8 skater guy who has his girlfriend drive him over and wait in the car while he picks up their sack of T)

Spent this past Saturday night in a darkroom in Mexico City. Had mouths and tongues all over me which got me in an extremely versatile mood real fast. Took a load from one guy, then as I was fucking another I got mounted from behind. That guy loaded me up and then I blew a load in the guy I was fucking. Left filled and drained and hit the taco stand at 3am. Perfect.

Flew into Vancouver on Monday night hoping to take some loads. Checked in at the Steamworks and hit up Grindr. One guy nearby, very thick BBC with a cock ring, walked over from his hotel nearby (10 minutes) to put a load in me. He was my first cock of the night and took a lot of warming up. When he was slamming into me, he hammered my prostate and I came handsfree twice from the pressure, first time experiencing that. He left a nice thick load in me, let me milk his cock for a minute after he blew so that I could get all the drops inside me, and said he'd back to breed my hole again after the darkroom night to see how it felt with more loads in it than just his.

The dimly lit bar was a den of iniquity, pulsating with the thump of music and the raucous laughter of sinners. I knew that to infect their souls with the gift of God, I had to entice them, draw them out into the waiting jaws of the alley. With a calculated plan, I pretended to succumb to the allure of drunkenness, allowing a slight sway to my steps as I left the bar. My heart raced as I sensed their eyes upon me, predators scenting their prey. They followed like vultures, their intentions dark and twisted. I was the wounded gazelle, feigning vulnerability to lure them into the darkness where salvation awaited. As I staggered down the street, my vision blurred with a carefully orchestrated haze. The men, drawn by the scent of weakness, closed in, their predatory instincts sharp as they circled their quarry. I could hear their mocking laughter, their crude remarks, but beneath their facade of bravado, I knew their souls cried out for redemption. "Hey there, little lady," one of them slurred, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You look like you could use some company." I forced a giggle, playing the part of a lost soul seeking solace. "Maybe I do... maybe we all do." The men closed in, their intentions clear as they reached out, their hands grazing my arm. Fear tugged at my heart, but I held onto the truth that this was all part of God's plan. I had to face the darkness head-on, even if it meant enduring their cruel advances. Their lewd remarks filled the air, mingling with the stench of alcohol and desperation. They laughed at my faux-drunken state, their eyes hungry with lust. It was a sickening dance, one that required me to tread the line between temptation and salvation. I shrank back, a flicker of revulsion crossing my face, as their hands grew bolder. Inside, I felt a surge of anger, but I knew I had to remain composed. This was a test of my faith, a moment to prove that even in the face of darkness, the light of God could prevail. I pushed their hands away with a firmness that surprised them, my voice laced with a mixture of defiance and disdain. "Back off! I didn't come here for this." Their expressions shifted, a mix of confusion and irritation. One of them, a man with a sneer etched on his face, stepped forward. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Don't like what you see?" I took a deep breath, steadying myself against the wall. The alley seemed to close in around me, amplifying the tension that crackled in the air. But I refused to let fear consume me. Instead, I drew strength from the depths of my being, from the divine purpose that coursed through my veins. "No," I replied, my voice trembling but resolute. "I came here to spread the embrace of God, to offer salvation." I made a step forward and then unbuttoned my blouse. "I'm a woman of God and I'm here to give you the gift of God." I let my skirt fall to the ground. They stared at me, while I was undressing. It just took me some seconds and I was standing in front of them naked. Their eager sinful eyes lusting at me. I took a step closer, offering a seductive smile. "So take it..." I purred, putting one hand on the crotch of each man, slowly rubbing my fingers up and down the length of their cocks. "Because once you taste the gift of God, you won't be able to live without it anymore." I didn't need to invite them twice. Within moments they had their cocks out. The leader, a fat guy with a scar on his face, was pressing me against the cold alley wall. He just rammed his fingers inside my dry pussy. My body shivered in disgust, but I still offered him a smile. This was all part of God's plan. Part of my punishment to spread the gift. To infect them with the same plague that was given to me. "Spread your legs wide, baby," he whispered, roughly grabbing hold of my hips. His cock was big and thick and I gasped as he rammed it into my dry pussy. It hurt, I was pretty sure he ruptured something, making me bleed. Which was good. It would make the spread more effective. His friends watched us, grinning from ear to ear. A look of lust glazed their eyes, their grubby mitts reaching out for me, begging for more. I smiled back, while the pain radiated from my pussy to through the rest of my body. This was my punishment, this was the way. One other guy pressed my head down, pushing his cock into my mouth. I could taste the salty sweat on his skin and he roughly pushed his dick in my mouth, all the way in. My nose was pressed into his pubic hair. I was about to gag from the sour smell and his dick in my throat. I gagged, letting his cock go loose for a second. Then he shoved it back in again. This time deeper than ever before. The asshole almost made me puke. But that was okay. I used a little bit of my teeth, scratching his skin, making him more suspectable to infection. He gave me a slap. "No teeth", he grunted. Then another one shoved his finger into my ass. In the meanwhile, the fat cock in my pussy continued to pump into me, opening me, tearing me ... after some more thrust he grunted, I could feel his dick twitch inside me, filling me with his cum. I shuddered. It made me horny. Just another prove that I was a sinner. That the virus was a punishment for me. I enjoyed getting used by this men. He stepped away, his cock leaving my pussy. Cum and blood were dripping out of it, running down my leg. The next guy came, pushing ihis hard dick in. I let him slide it in all the way, stretching my hole even more. I wanted to make him enjoy himself as much as possible. Make him feel how nasty I was. The second guy was still fucking my mouth. After some seconds he grunted and his cum spurted into my throat. I tried to swallow it but it got stuck in my throat. As I tried to cough, he tightened his grip around my neck, squeezing harder and harder until finally, my oxygen supply was cut off. I panicked. Fuck. Nooooooo. I couldn't die. Not yet. I fought to free myself, clawing at his sweaty chest, trying to breathe, feeling my life seeping away. I choked on the cum that filled my mouth, spilling it over my chin. A few drops landed on my breast. He let go of my throat and laughed at me, then pushed me away, kicking my ass and hitting me on the side of the head with his fist. I didn't even noticed how I came to be lying on the ground. The guy who was in my pussy moaned loudly, his cock swelling inside of me. He pumped me full of his cum, adding to the mix. The next two guys came. One pushed his tiny cock into my mouth, the other just rammed his dick into my swollen pussy. I was pressed onto the cold ground, dizzy, cum and blood dripping out of my mouth and pussy ... spreading the gift of God. There were 5 other guys who didn't had me yet. And it looked like others were nothing that something was happening. A small crowd was for forming here at night. All were coming to use me. Not knowing how infectious I was. The guys fucking me came. I barley noticed it. Then the next guy came. And he went for my ass. He must have had a monster cock, because when he pushed it in, the pain was ... unbelievable. It felt, as if I was split open, when the ig mushroom head of his cock pushed against my asshole, trying to get in, using cum and blood as lubricant. But when the tip of his dick entered, everything seemed to break apart. I cried out in pain. And as soon as he entered, my insides started screaming. Blood mixed with my ass juices flowed out of my rectum. It dripped on the floor and made a slippery sound. He slid his entire cock into my ass. Oh fuck. I looked up and saw Jack. It was his infectious cock in my ass, stretching it. He grinned at me. That was a good Idea, I thought, filling me with toxic cum, making me even more infectious, when they entered me. He rammed his cock in me, fucking me hard. Every stroke shot pain trough my whole body. Pain and pleasure. I was a whore and only good for spreading the gift. I brought other whores into the church. Made them get the gift. Made them spread it. But I had to spread it to. This was the way. Jack fucked me harder, the pain and pleasure shooting like lightning through my body. His hands caressed my cheeks. He said something, but I couldn't understand him. All I heard was the loud pounding of his hips on my body, his hot breath on my face, while his cum spurted into my ass. Again. His cum mixed with my blood leaked out of my ass and ran down my legs. My brain was numb. All I felt was the raging desire for more. More pleasure, more hurt, more shit. All that god wanted from me. He was quickly replaced by the next guy. Oh fuck. Someone else came. My anus would never recover from that, but no matter how many cocks slammed into my abused asshole, I kept screaming, begging for more, wanting more. Wanting it to continue forever. After 10 guys Inlost count. It was just a parade of dicks entering all my holes. Sweaty bodies lying on my, pushing me around, using me, filling me with cum, getting in contact with my blood. Getting infected. With all the mess inside me. Infecting everyone else. I couldn't stop moaning. It seemed that all the men could hear my screams. It turned them on even harder. I came and came and came until I passed out. I was falling in and out of consciousness, getting fucked all night in that dirty alley until I totally blacked out. When I woke again, I was lying in a bed. My whole body felt like pain. I could barley move. I noticed Jack, was was sitting by my side, looking at me. "That was the most sexy thing, I ever saw", he said, grinning from ear to ear. He stood up. He was naked. Under his fat hairy belly stood his Big cock hard. The cock that started this all. "When you came with this idea that this is God's punishment, I thought you were crazy", he said, while climbing onto me. "But you are right. What I've seen you do tonight, that was truly Goss work." I managed to look down. His hard cock moving onto my swollen pussy. Just pushing his cock against the entrance hurt. Everything hurt. I was in heaven.

I would love to be fucked by younger guys, they can recover and breed again, the more cum in me the happier I am

It's hard to find BBC in Australia, and I mentioned this to a friend of mine. He told me he could set me up with a Nigerian that has just gotten his visa to stay in Australia, so I took him up on his offer. I get an unknown caller id the next day, and this guy introduces himself to me, he said he's always wanted to fuck trans and that my friend told him about me. A hour later he was knocking my door, when I answered the door this black guy was standing there 6'4" tall very atheltic, as I asked him to come inside, he said that he would be cumming inside me. I closed the door once he was in and we started kissing, I could feel his cock getting hard in his tracksuit pants, and already I wasgoing weak at the knees and dropping down on my knees to pull his growing cock out of his pants, and wow he was long and think his cock was the length of my forearm, I started sucking the head of his cock which tasted musky, as my mouth loosened up, I started going down the shaft inch by inch, he was telling me to take all of his dick, I was gagging as I haven't deep throated a guy in a number of month since my labido has been low due to the HRT, So I kept sucking him until I could get my gag reflex under control, after about 45 minutes of sucking mouth and jaw was sore I was finally taking his cock balls deep, his cock covered in my saliva, he turned me around in the hallway, and drove his cock balls deep into my boipussy, he was turned on by the way my boipussy was already starting to gap for his cock, as he was fucking me he told me he had finished fucking my friend before coming over and I had sucked all the dried ass juice of his cock. He rode me hard for about two hours before he shot his load deep inside me. I asked him to stay the night and we could have some fun in the morning, he did stay over, we had dinner a shower together where we just kissed, fell alseep him sponning me naked feeling his cock between the crack of my boipussy. In the morning he had a raging hardon, soI lubed my hole and speared my boipussy on top of his cock, whilst still kissing him, within minutes my clitty was oozing cummies and pooling in his belly button, he then gripped me and start grunting as he emptied his balls inside me again, his cock twitched for a good 2 minutes inside, as i start toget off of him a gusg of cum spilled out of my boipussy onto his tummy, I went down and cleaned his and my cum of him with my mouth, he told me not swallow it all but to keep it my mouth, as he pulled me up to him again to kiss him, and we were swapping the cum from my mouth to his and back again, until I swallowed it all. We got up and went for a shower that morning together, where I found myself on my knees sucking his cock again, was in the shower for 20 minutes when I pulled another load from him and swallowed his salty seed. After breakfast he left, but said he wants fuck me again, I said I would lok forward to having him inside me again, I also mentioned to him that if he has any other Nigerian friends that would be interested in fucking I would be happy to service individually or as a group. 4 hours after he left he sent me a text saying he may have some friends interested in treating me as a cock whore.

It's still there - plus on any given night on the big slope just past Mahwah on 287, both shoulders are lined with rigs on both sides where guys pull over for the night...

A co-worker (female) introduced me to her husband who was an African American (rare in Australia) she knew I was gay and she was hoping that we would become friends as we both played golf. He was as bad at golf as I was but we went 3-4 times a week. he loved the fact I could almost deepthroat his massive cock and that he could hold me down and really pound my ass. they moved interstate but he occasionally visits Melbourne and always makes time to rape my holes. funny thing was his wife told me she didn’t trust him around other women as she thought he would cheat. And straight men would also be a bad influence. he n I chat often and he is a total cheating slut. His cock my ass in the pic.

He was planning on finishing in you, and was going to play the "oh, sorry the condom broke" afterwards if you hadn't notice. But you did. He violated your consent the minute he messed with the condom.

I remember because it was om my 10th birthday. My nextdoor neighbors dad had been playing with me for a year. He taught me how to masturbate, how to suck and the pleasure of being sucked. On my birthday he said he would show me how to be a man. He's played with my hole for month. This time he began to finger it and stretch it.. meanwhile I was sucking him. Then he lubed me up with KY, lifted me up and firmly impaled me on his dick. Slowly at first until He was balls deep. It hurt like hell, but he told me I should take it like a man and it would get easier. This was how real mean made love. He began to fuck me and my hole did loosen up..it didn't take long before he began to breath heavily and with a final thrust blew in my butt. He held me close as he fully emptied both nuts.. A little dripped out, which he fed me with his fingers.I felt both proud and very full..Never forgot that birthday gift. ( He also fucked me every day that next week so "I could get used to it" ,). I certainly did.

And since the topic is on the table, I’m an older man, and I cringe whenever I hear the term ‘Daddy’. I’m not your father, I am another man, who may be active or may be passive, depending on my mood. In sex I like the energy to be mutual, and reducing it to role playing based on age, will make me walk away every time. If your dick is hard, age has nothing to do with it. Find the hole and seed it, that’s the goal

I love being mounted and bred by guys young enough to be my son or grandson. Studs who wouldn't have given me a second look when I was their age are lining up to tap this daddy ass and I'm loving it. They recover so fast too - multiple loads for me! The ones that aren't into fucking me want me to breed them and I'm happy to oblige. It's the best thing about getting older, so I advise all you young sportfuckers to maintain your health and stay in shape, the best is yet to cum.

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

Chapter 1 I was coming up on the big 5-0. I’d had a pretty good year and was feeling great about myself. I was taking better care of my diet, joined a gym and actually went. I had lost some extra pounds and was looking and feeling better than ever. In case you’re wondering, I’m 5’7” green eyes, short dark brown hair with a bit of grey starting to show, hairy chest, clean shaven and a nice toned body starting to come through. My right arm has a full sleeve of tats and my left a half sleeve. I always scheduled my yearly medical exam around my birthday and this year was no different. The day before my appointment I received the usual reminder phone call. “Hello is this Scott?” “Speaking.” “Hi this is Matty from Dr. Manning’s office calling to remind you about your appointment tomorrow at 5:45.” “Umm I’m sorry did you say Dr. Manning? My appointment’s with Dr. Jackson.” “Dr. Jackson is no longer at this practice. Dr. Manning is now seeing his patients. You should have received a notice several weeks ago. I apologize for any confusion.” I wasn’t very happy. I don’t know about you but once I find a good doc I’ll do anything to hold onto them. “Yea no I didn’t receive any notice. Where did he move to? I’d really prefer to keep seeing him.” “Oh I’m sorry he moved out of state.” “Fuck! Oops sorry” Matty was chuckling on the other end of the line. “Don’t worry about it. I’d be pissed too, but you have nothing to worry about sir. I think you’ll really like Dr. Manning.” “Well I’ll have to take your word for it. I really don’t want to find another doctor at this short notice so I guess I’ll give him a shot.” The next day I showed up for my appointment. Right off the bat I could see the changes at the office. It had definitely been given a face lift not to mention the receptionist was hot as hell. Mid 20s, cute as fuck, goatee, piercing blue eyes. “Hi sir, I’m Matty; how can I help you?” “Hi Matty, I’m Scott. I have a 5:30 appointment.” “Mmm yes you do cutie. Here you go. Fill these forms out and we’ll get you going.” I felt myself starting to blush. I quickly filled out the forms and took a seat in the waiting room. About ten minutes later I heard my name being called. I looked up from my phone and saw the hottest nurse I’d ever seen. Over 6’ tall, hairy arms, deep blue eyes, 5 o’clock shadow, very muscular, his scrubs top was so tight you could tell his right nipple was pierced. Holy shit maybe I should have changed doctors years ago. I stood up and grabbed my stuff and started towards him. “Scott, hi I’m Chris, I’ll be taking care of you today.” He said as he shook my hand. “If you’ll come with me we’ll get you started.” Oh I know just where I’d like you to start!! He lead me into an exam room and had me sit on the exam table. “Okay, just a few questions to start. I see you’re here for your yearly checkup and you were a patient of Dr. Jackson.” “Yep, that’s correct.” “It says in chart you’re on medication for high blood pressure.” “Yes, a couple years now.” “Anything else you’re taking?” “No, nothing else.” “Are you in any pain today?” “Nope.” “Are you sexually active?” “Oh yeah!” “Mm that’s good to hear. Do you play with men, women or both?” “I’m gay, so that would be men only,” I said winking at him. Damn I could feel my pants starting to get a little tighter. He grinned and licked his lips then turned back to his computer to make some more notes. “So I don’t see anything about prep in your chart.” “No I just use condoms.” “Hmmm good to know. Okay let’s check your vitals.” He took my temperature and my blood pressure and damn if he didn’t run his hand up and down my arm as he took the cuff off. Fuck I was starting to get harder. “Love your tats. They look great on you. Okay that should just about do it. The doctor will be in to see you shortly.” “Thanks Chris! I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again soon.” What the fuck. I was turning into a teenager. “Oh I’m sure I’ll be back to take some fluids from you.” He grabbed my shoulder as he was heading out of the room and squeezed tight. Damn I could swear his crotch was bigger than before. I waited another ten minutes or so until the doc came in. Holy shit, seriously was everyone at this practice a fucking ten. “Hi Scott. I’m Dr. Manning thanks for coming in today. Why don’t you take your shirt off and we’ll take a look.” He did all his doctor stuff and it took every ounce of self control to keep from getting a massive hard on. Once he was done he started asking me about my sex life. “So I see you use condoms. What percentage of the time would you say?” “100%.” “That’s really good. Some men think safety is very important.” Okay that was odd, I thought. “Are you interested in going on prep? A lot of guys go on prep so they can play without condoms. Some of my patients even have sex without condoms and aren’t on prep. They say it’s rather freeing. So you’ve really never had sex without a condom? It’s okay this is a safe place you can talk to me freely. No judgment here.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. Did he really he just tell me fucking raw was fine and actually encouraged it? Okay he was definitely nothing like Dr. Jackson. “Umm no always played safe. But I must admit I’ve been wondering lately how it would feel to have a raw cock fuck me. I mean to have sex without condoms.” I blushed. “It’s okay Scott no reason to be embarrassed. We’re both gay men and you can be totally open with me. I’m here to help you. Well I have to say it’s rather impressive you’ve made it to 50 and never barebacked.” Seriously I think I’ve entered an alternate universe, what the fuck was happening. But damn my cock was rock hard. “My last boyfriend was really safety conscious so we always played safe.” “Were you the top or bottom in the relationship?” “Mostly top but I much prefer to be on the bottom.” “Hmm yes I can totally picture you as the bottom.” WTF seriously was I dreaming. “Well let’s see everything looks really good except I’m a little concerned about your blood pressure meds. I think I want to try you on a smaller dosage since you’ve lost some weight over the past year.” “That’s a good thing right?” “Oh yeah that’s excellent. I’ll want to see you in a month to make sure everything’s on track. I’m going to send Chris back in to draw some blood then you’ll be good to go. Just make your follow up appointment with Matty before you leave. It was great meeting you Scott and I look forward to seeing you soon. Oh and if you wanted to talk to someone about barebacking with or without prep Chris is a great resource. He has first hand experience both ways.” He winked at me then walked out of the room and closed the door. Holy fucking shit! Seriously what the hell kind of medical practice was this and why the hell hadn’t Dr. Jackson moved sooner!

My boyfriend and I have been together and monogamous for about three years and live in Manhattan. I’m Tom, 33, a middle-America white-boy, 6’, 200 lbs, muscular, moderate body hair, scruffy facial hair, equip with dick larger than most - thick 7” and heavy hairy balls that produce way too much cum, cum that found out preferred to be dumped into a mans hairy ass opposed to a women when I met my now boyfriend, Jason. Jason is 36, 5”10, Italian, also muscular, not quite as hairy as me up top, but his lower-body hair is spot-on - he naturally has trunk legs and a plump muscular ass with thick coarse fur that starts right at his waist it and gets thicker right down the crack. It’s like his ass was made for my pleasure. He came out in his 20’s but has always lived a sexually conservative life. We met (I think he stalked me) at the gym, started lifting together, steaming together, eventually having drinks together, then he crashing at my place one night after having too much to drink and I woke up to him blowing me in the morning. Although it freaked me out at first, I came so almost painfully hard down his masculine throat, it changed me right then. We’re both pretty conscious about what we put in our body and are not on prep. I like the idea of my healthy non-prep sperms coating his fertile insides. After three years, we still have strong sexual chemistry. I like to save my nut up for 1-2 days, then pounding a round or two in him before work, sending him off full of my babies, and then I’ll usually be ready for another round after work. I love nothing more than the moment when he’s about to cum - watching his handsome face become flush, dark red lips wet with my spit, hearing breath get heavier and groans, and then feeling his furry hole clamp down on my dick as he spurts. If I hadn’t flooded him by the time he cums, it always sets me over the edge. That being said, I’m the top. Although we’re satisfied the majority of the time, in the last year he’s wanted me to fuck him in front of strangers. So occasionally we’ll venture to a bath house where I can pound him while randoms watch. A few hands on him are fine, but we don’t let anyone do much other than that. Between you and I, occasionally I let a randoms finger or two in my ass while fucking him. Nothing risky, but it can induce a hard nut. That’s been our spice for the last year, but earlier this week he asked about trying restraints and a blindfold. I enjoy making him happy and mixing it up but don’t know the first thing about bondage, so tonight we’ve decided to visit a fetish club not far from our place to possibly learn something. Because he wanted tonight to be extra hot, we’ve saved our loads for three days (one longer than usual) and I’m about to rape him. I know he’s hornier than usual also just by the way his clammy hand has been tightly holding mine. Whether we learn something or not, I’m fucking his brains out.

INTRO ~ One week to Halloween. Hey guys, my name is Matthew, I am 22 years old, I will be 23 years old in five and a half weeks on the 1st of December. I have been sexually active now for about 18 months. In all that time I have been an exclusive bottom, NEVER used condoms, and been on PrEP. My sex drive is just ridiculous and my love for cum is even crazier, so I found myself getting fucked and loaded several times a week, each and every week. These were mainly gym fucks from so called straight men (well, they wore the wedding band as they dumped their load in me), sometimes at the sauna, and the odd breeding from an app. Before I became sexually active I fantasized big time about getting knocked up with the gift for which I ended up having intensive sexual health counselling for, and voila, here I am on PrEP. I buried that ''fantasy'', much to my delusion. It was a Sunday afternoon and I was casually surfing through BBRT when a hot and horny profile caught my eye. It belonged to a 66 year old daddy, perfect for me as I like them older, but what really punched me in my inner conscious gut was the fact that he was poz, and not just that, he was very much detectable, declaring his viral load at 4 Million and 371k. FUCK!! All that sexual health counselling unravelled, leaving me back to where I had started - Fantasizing about getting knocked up. There is of course a very fine line between fantasy and reality. Would I cross it?

I'll be looking for loads all through Gay Days. Friday I'll be at Club Orlando in Pup gear, ass up taking ALL loads. HMU for more info or pics.

You learn a lot living it. I'm also in healthcare so see the devastating effects this is having on everyone involved. Truly know, the people who claim to care the most are doing nothing but making life miserable for those who are trying to help. Again, I'm not sure how but we need to follow the money and find out what is really going on.

I've only done piss play a few times but the first was voluntarily. I was at a bath house with a very hot young guy. We were making out, kissing, sucking each other, He said he had to take a break to go pee. I told him I'd love to swallow his pee so he did.t have to leave. I put his dick in my mouth and he started pissing. He was conscious of not overwhelming me and I was able to take it all without spilling. He must have been well hydrated because it wasn't too strong. As he finished I kept some in my mouth and kissed him so he could taste what he just shared. It wasn't a domination thing for either of us as I loved it because of the intimacy of sharing fluids. I was so hard that after he finished I lifted his legs, ate his ass, slid in and bred him. It was only fair that after I had taken his fluids that he should take mine.

Yes very lucky, I had him today he called and was feeling horny to breed me he came over during his lunch break.

I love being made to take piss from the tap, but i find very few guys are into it. Its the domination and degradation that turns me on.

Mpox appears to be resurging (slightly) although symptoms also appear to be attenuated in those vaccinated. The issue is that the resurgence is being seen in those previously vaccinated and in one case of a person who already had mpox and recovered. One of a few articles, this one beginning with a resurgence in Chicago but fears of a broader resurgence internationally over the summer. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.nbcnews.com/health/mens-health/rise-mpox-cases-chicago-raises-concern-possible-summer-spread-rcna83315

Such a slow burner... need more like Justin's fuck smoke 😁

I have had one used on me a bunch. The best time was getting fucked from behind while I was standing and it was tied to a hook in the ceiling.

The first load I took in my ass was from my abuser so I prefer not to think about it. He wasn't a gentle fucker and as a result,I didn't like getting fucked. I did let some other guys fuck me after that when I started cruising ABS, but preferred topping because bottoming hurt and no one explained to me how to relax. During that time, I did take one enormous cock in my hole. Nerdy, skinny white guy a few years older than me. Took him home from the ABS in St. Paul and he had a truly enormous probably 12" fat cock. I let him fuck me and he bred my hole, but I was more impressed I took it than actually enjoying it. Then when I was 20, I met a guy through an old school print personal ad. I was living In New Haven then and he had just moved back to NYC from Chicago. Chuck. I was smitten. He was short, furry, curly black hair, and a nice cock. I took the train to NY to meet him and he took me to see Whoopi Goldberg's one woman show. She was BRAND NEW then (1984). The next night we smoked some weed and for the first time EVER (in 7 years of getting fucked) it clicked. My hole opened up and he pounded me and bred my hole. I fucking loved it. He fucked me again the next day. I always wondered what happened to him. He was a newly minted dentist, but he has a common name so I never knew. He'd be in his early 60s now, if he survived the AIDS crisis.

I had a "straight guy" that a "mutual friend" told me about that would get drunk and loved getting fucked. I met the guy and hit it off as friends with benefits. We would go out drinking several times a month and then I would dump several loads in him when we got back to my place. This went on for over 10 years, then he got married and I was best man at his wedding. The night before the wedding we went out and I gave him several loads that night. His wife and kids had no problems with him going out with me because he was "straight" and they knew I was gay, and we were going drinking at the gay bars, and if he was too drunk to drive home he'd be safe and could "crash on my couch". His wife was Puerto Rican with a really bad temper, and she would send him to stay with me whenever they had a fight to sleep on my couch fow a few days at a time. So we'd go out every night and he'd get fucked all night when we got home. He loved aromas, and would really get into being tied up, spanked, fucked, and taking all size of toys up his ass. We even went to the baths a few times. His wife also sent him over so we could have a "Boys Night Out" for drinking, playing pool, and darts. I knew him for 36 yrs before he passed with throat cancer. We played at least two or three nights a month except when I moved to NY for a few years. Over 36 years, his wife and kids had no idea. He passed 3 years ago, and I'm still "Uncle" to his kids.

I’d have to say I was born a bottom and life has just continually confirmed it over and over for me

Chapter 4b: Eduardo, Cont’d Before I know it, Eduardo is back. And he’s carrying a mason jar full of something. My face scrunches up in confusion because that’s about the last thing I expected to see today. But I look closer and notice the cloudy white complexion of the jar’s contents. My eyes bulge. I nearly start hyperventilating. I look from the jar to Eduardo’s face and back again several times as I increase the pace of my self-fisting. I start making whimpering sounds, hoping I’m right about what’s about to happen. “You look like you recognize what’s in here,” Eduardo says. “Do you know what this is?” I’m so blitzed-out and excited that I have to look back and forth between him and the jar a couple more times before my brain reconnects with words. “Cum? Is that full of cum?” Eduardo smiles from ear to ear. “I knew you’d know, you fucking slut. Yeah, this jar is full of my cum. I’ve been saving it for you.” I moan, pleadingly. My legs spread and contract as I push my fist deeper into me. I gasp and moan again. Eduardo keeps talking. “Fuck, you’re so hot like this. I can’t believe how desperate you are. Anyway,” Eduardo says. “This is about a month’s worth of loads from me. Any time I wasn’t fucking some other guy, my cum went in this jar, and it’s all for you.” I whimper again. This is the most desperate craving I have ever felt. Never before has someone held a collection of his own cum in front of me and teased me with it, hinting it was about to go inside me. I can’t contain my excitement, wiggling around looking frantic and trying to figure out what to do next. All I know is that I want that cum deep inside my hole. All of it. To my relief, Eduardo helps me out. “God damn, look how desperate you are. You want this inside you, don’t you, you fucking slut?” I say yes amid some more moans and whimpers. “You want it inside your ass, don’t you?” More noises. Another yes. “And then what?” he asks. When he doesn’t get an answer—I don’t know what he expects me to say—he continues. “What should I put inside you after I pour all this cum into your hole?” I whimper again at the thought. “You want me to use my fist to push it deeper inside you?” My whimpering turns to a growl. “You want my hand, coated in a month’s worth of cum, to slide so far into you that I fill your second hole with my collected spunk?” At that point, I’m basically squirming out of my own skin. I’m so worked up, my body can’t keep control of its energy. I’m twisting and writhing, looking for a clue as to what I need to do to make my dreams into a reality. My brain short-circuits, and I go back to whimpering. I know what I want, but I don’t know how to get there. I look back at Eduardo, a helpless pleading crossing on my face. “Please?” is the only thing I can think of to say. Eduardo takes control and gives me clear instructions. “Go find your biggest Pig Hole toy and bring it to me. Then get in the sling. Okay? Pig Hole, then sling. Go.” He knows how to keep his instructions simple for my spun-out brain. I start repeating “pig hole, then sling” over and over. I don’t know if it’s just in my head, if I’m mouthing the words, too, or if I’m saying them out loud each time. I don’t care. I know what I need, and I need his cum inside me. All of it. After a minute of mindless walking about, I find the Pig Hole. I bring it out to the sling, where Eduardo stands ready to help. I hand him the toy, which he takes from me. I climb into the sling and make sure my ass hangs over the edge. “Here,” he says. “Put your poppers beside you. But take a hit first, you slut. I want you totally open for my cum to pour into you.” I fumble with the bottle, almost racing to take the hit, knowing it will bring me closer to my goal more quickly. I replace the cap on the bottle and set it in the sling beside me. I’m ready. I’m ready for the abuse. I’m ready for the rush. I’m ready for the fisting. More than anything, though, I’m ready to be filled up with that jar of cum. I exhale and start to relax and calm down. “Good,” Eduardo says. “Now here’s your Pig Hole. I put lube on it, so it’ll go in nice and easy. I’ll let you put it in cuz I wanna watch that, and I’ll record the video for you.” He pauses for a second while his attention focuses on the phone in his hands. “Okay, go ahead. Stuff that toy inside your hole and open it up for me.” He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I grab the base of the Pig Hole with one hand and use the other to fold up the hollow part so it’s easier to slide inside. I relax my ass, line up the toy, and start to push it in. I surprise myself with how easily it goes inside—I’ve never been this loose before. The base of the toy snaps into place as the widest part slips easily past my sphincter. After a small gasp and grunt, I reach down and stick my fingers into my new silicone-lined chute. I press outward on a couple of spots still folded in, and the entire length of the Pig Hole pops open, gaping open my ass all the way in. “Oh, fuck,” Eduardo says, still recording video. “Look at that hole.” He moves closer and lines up the head of his cock with the opening of my hole. He pushes in a bit but stops once he feels resistance. His cock is too thick to just slide right in to my gaping hole. “I guess I’ll need some lube,” he says. “What do you think?” “Use the cum,” I say. “Please. Use your cum as lube for your cock.” “You’re such a nasty fucker,” Eduardo says. “I love it. That’s exactly what I was thinking. Okay,” he says, grabbing the jar. “Here’s a month’s worth of my cum. It’s about ready to go inside your stretched-out gaping hole. You ready, slut?” “Fuck yeah,” I say. “Pour your loads into me. Please.” I watch as he dribbles a little onto the head of his cock, which drip down from there into my hole because I feel the cool wetness of the spreading semen a few moments later. The delay between what I see and what I feel fascinates me, but only for a second. Because then I realize that my ass is literally being flooded with another man’s sperm, and I start to go nuts. My moaning and grunting blend together into what can only be described as a sound of primal desperation. I grab my butt cheeks with my hands and pull them apart, as though that will somehow help open me up even more. My eyes go wild as I watch more and more creamy liquid pour out of the jar and I feel a growing fullness and heaviness inside my cavernous hole. Eduardo tips the jar upside down and shakes it a bit, ensuring that every last drop has been poured into my greedy hole. When he’s satisfied the jar is empty, he goes to set it aside. I whimper again and reach out my hand to take it from him. “But it’s empty,” he says. “Nuh-uh,” I utter. He gives me the jar, and I reach in with a finger, running it along the inside of the jar, feeling a film of cum transferring to my hand. “Now it’s empty, I say, handing the wiped-clean glass back to him. “Oh fuck, that’s hot,” Eduardo says as he watches and records me licking my finger clean of the residual jizz. “Fuck yeah,” he says. My finger still in my mouth, I close my eyes and moan. “Your cum tastes amazing. I’m so glad it’s all inside me now.” “So now what should I put inside you, you hungry pig?” “Your fist,” I say immediately. “Fist all those loads deeper into me. Please.” “Okay,” he says. “In a second. One more surprise first.” He leans over and picks something up off the nearby table. It’s a small clear baggy. Oh, fuck yes, I think. More. Eduardo smiles at me when he sees my face light up when I realize what he’s doing. “You’ve been such a good bottom that I want to reward you with more than just a month’s worth of my cum. I know that’s all you really need, but I want to see you do more. So I’m going to take this shard here”—he holds up a sizeable chunk of crystal—“and toss it in with my sperm.” Without any more warning or waiting for any confirmation from me, he literally tosses the shard down my gaping hole. Maybe I’m imagining things, but I swear I hear a little splash when it hits the puddle. “That will dissolve in a couple minutes, and when you feel the rush hit, you’ll know you’ve started to absorb all my semen. You’ll know that your next high comes from my cum.” “Oh fuck yes,” I say. I reach down and play with what’s left of my tiny little dicklet, unable to stop myself from trying to at least pretend to jerk off. What he said has turned me on so much. He’s given me a way to feel the spread of his sperm through my body. I’m going to have his cum on my brain when I get even higher in a few minutes. Eduardo stops recording video and sets my phone down. “This might take an extra hand and some concentration. Alright,” he says. “I think we’re done with this Pig Hole. Your natural pig hole will be good enough on its own for what’s coming next.” “Your fist,” I say. “Please.” “Good boy,” Eduardo says. “You’ve been taking notes.” He grabs the Pig Hole with one hand places his other hand on my butt, and begins to slowly pry the toy out of my hole. “Stay open,” he says. “Don’t push any of that cum out. I don’t want you to waste it. Keep your hole wide open and gaping. Stay right like you are. There you go. Good boy. Hold that cum inside you. Just like that. Good. Keep it right there.” And at that, I feel the last of the Pig Hole slide past my ass’s lips. A month of Eduardo’s cum is now churning in a cesspool inside my hole, a drug shard slowly dissolving in its midst. I feel so trashy and so used, almost discarded and tossed aside like the chemicals he tossed into my hole. And that alone is enough to turn me on. I’m in absolute pig heaven. After a moment, my eyes try to focus on reality again. I see Eduardo standing at the bottom of the sling. His hand and forearm are glistening with a fresh coating of lube. And with his other hand, he’s picked up my phone again. It looks like he’s already started recording. I’m about to have him fist a puddle of cum into my guts. I suddenly think of my poppers, and I’m sure my face looks panicked. Eduardo looks a little worried for a second, but once he sees the bottle in my hand and the determined look on my face, he calms down. “That’s right, boy,” he says. “Huff on those poppers and get ready to open wide for my arm.” I want to open up, but I don’t want to zone out, so I take two decent sniffs from the bottle before sealing it and setting it aside. I lean back and exhale. “Do it, man. Shove your fist in my hole. Soak your hand in the puddle of your cum. Push your loads deeper into my hole and watch me swallow your arm with my hole. Come on, man. Give it to me. I need it.” Without another word, Eduardo reaches down and presses his fingertips against my entrance. I offer no resistance, and they slide right past. Within seconds, his entire fist has entered my hole, almost without effort. “Holy fuck,” he says. “That is one hungry hole.” He pushes in a couple inches past his wrist. Then he stops as his face lights up in amazement. “Oh my god,” he says. “I feel it. I can splash around in a puddle of my own cum. Oh my god.” I feel him moving his hand around inside me, and I’d swear I hear gurgling sounds from my gut, almost like indigestion. Then it dawns on me: I’m hearing the sound of cum splashing around inside my body. “Oh holy fuck,” I say. “I can hear you splashing it around. Oh my god, that’s amazing.” We continue like this for a few minutes, both of us lost in wonder, until he brings me back to earth with a question. “Ready for me to go deeper?” he asks. “I don’t feel the shard anywhere, so I think it’s fully dissolved. I think it’s time we spread this cum around and coat your insides with it.” “Fuck yeah, man,” I say. “Push it in.” “But first, I wanna see my cum coating my hand. I’m gonna pull out for just a second, but then I get right back to where I am.” I whimper a bit. “And then go deeper?” “Goddamn, you dirty pig,” he says. “Yeah, after I see my cum-covered hand, I’ll see how deep you can take me.” With that, he starts to pull his hand out of my hole. I feel him rubbing it all along the insides of my hole, not just pulling straight out. I smile. “Uh-huh. You see what I’m doing,” he says. “I’m making sure to coat your insides with my chem-laced cum on my way out of your hole. You’re welcome, you filthy fucking pig.” My only response is a moan. And right as my moan fades, his hand crosses my threshold on the way out of my hole. I grunt, mostly from the sudden feeling of emptiness. Then I look up and see Eduardo moving his fingers together and apart, putting on a show for the camera. The runny, stringy goo drips and oozes around his hand, leaving a webwork of threads between his fingers when he spreads them. It’s almost mesmerizing to watch. “Fuck, that’s gorgeous,” he says. “But I don’t want this dripping anywhere, so let’s see how gorgeous this looks sliding right back inside your hole.” He doesn’t even try to be slow or gentle this time, knowing I’m already stretched pretty far open. He dives right in, going a couple inches deeper than his wrist in a single push. I make a small grunt but that’s it. I’m just glad to get something back inside me. “Deeper,” I say, reminding him of my goal and letting him know I’m ready. “Give me more.” He chuckles. “Oh, okay, I guess,” he says. “But only because you asked so politely, you pig.” Eduardo applies more pressure and continues sliding deeper into my hole. I think he probably expected to get halfway up his forearm because once another two inches past there had disappeared inside me, he starts looking a little worried. “You doing okay?” he asks. “How’s that feel, pig?” “More,” I say, not even looking at him, just concentrating on my breathing and on opening up. He gets a little further, and I feel his upper arm bump against my butt. I’ve made it to the crease in his elbow, but I still feel open and a little empty. I still want more. I grab my bottle of poppers again. I take my time with it, taking four long, slow huffs out of the bottle. I keep my eyes closed, reseal the bottle, set it beside me, reach my hands overhead, and exhale deeply several times. I think I hear Eduardo say “wow” or something. He probably feels my insides relaxing. I exhale one more time, then I open my eyes, stare right into his, and say simply, “More.” I begin to bear down as he realizes I’m serious and begins to apply pressure again. With a grunt and a bit of a yelp, I absorb his entire elbow into my hole. It feels incredible, and with his latest bump starting to kick in as I absorb all the semen being spread through my insides, I feel like I can do anything. “Keep going,” I say. “More.” I lean back and continue to work on my breathing. It’s tough because of the added high, but I’m trying to keep myself physically relaxed and fairly still. My arms move around a bit, trying to find the best way to get leverage, but the rest of me cooperates with my need for calm. I feel him moving further in. This is uncharted territory for both of us, and we treat it rather solemnly—we’re both silent, focused more on the feelings than on being verbal. That, I figure, could come later. For now, my only job is to open up. And that’s exactly what I do. Eduardo’s arm slides a couple more inches into me, so my stretched-out sphincter is wrapped around the middle of his meaty bicep. I’m glad he’s not super-built, but he’s got enough mass there that I felt the extra stretch as his toned muscle slides past the threshold. He holds still at this point, and I think we both feel he’s reached a block. He presses a button on the phone’s screen and sets it aside. “I think this is as far as you’re going to let me in today,” he says, sounding surprisingly serious for all the dirty talk we were doing before. I guess he wants me to know he’s not playing. I return the favor and reply as soberly as I’m capable, considering the unreal conditions. “Yeah, I think so, too. Feels like you hit a wall.” I take a couple breaths. “Honestly, I’m good with that because oh my god.” “Yeah,” Eduardo says. “This is intense. I’ll just stay right here. You take your time and let me know when you’re ready for something to change.” Taking his advice, I lie back and relax, trying to wrap my brain around what’s going on. I can’t, of course, so I just lie there in amazement at how good my whole body feels. Then I get an idea, and a naughty smile crosses my face. Eduardo sees it. “What now? You look like you’re up to something. What are you thinking? Nothing good, I’ll bet.” “We’ll see,” I say. “Can you try something for me? Are you able to flex your bicep without bending your arm? Like, can you flex the muscle by just tensing your arm?” He thinks for a quick second, then smirks back at me. He extends his free arm up so I can see it. “Like this?” he asks. Then I watch as what looks like a beautifully shaped human arm suddenly transforms into a beautifully shaped stone carving. Then just as suddenly, it looks soft and supple again. “Oh my god,” I say. “Your body is gorgeous. Yes, like that. I wonder what that…” But I didn’t get to finish the sentence. I gasp and lift my head to face his, shock running across my features. “Holy fuck!” I say as I see an evil chuckle run across his face. “Oh my god,” I say again, as the sensation fades. “That’s all you did?” And suddenly, I gasp and look shocked once more. “Oh my god, that’s amazing. Holy fuck. It’s like my entire body is a great big prosta—fuck, dude!” The feeling of having a man’s arm buried up to his bicep overwhelmed me enough. Having that large of an intrusion go from soft to solid and back again—and having the girth of his hard muscles expand so suddenly—blew my mind. I couldn’t process anything beyond feeling completely and totally overwhelmed, completely and totally under his control and at his mercy. He can do whatever he wants to me, and I’ll keep begging for more. I start to smile in some kind of hazy bliss, and he flexes one more time, changing my spreading smile to a quick gasp and back again as he releases the tension. “Okay, okay,” I say. “Hold on. Just stay still.” To my relief, Eduardo looks serious. I don’t think he’ll shock me with another flex now. “I’m astonished you made it this far. Alright. Tell me what you need. Out? Hold? What’s best?” Taking stock of my sensations, I make a suggestion. “Just hang on for a second. Lemme get used to you.” After a few moments and many unsuccessful attempts at calming breaths, I continue. “Maybe back out, slowly, to your elbow? Then hold and check again.” “Sounds good. You ready?” I nod. “Or do you need more time?” I shake my head. “Okay,” he says. “Your only job right now is to breathe. Nice and slow, okay?” I nod. And with that, I feel the enormous mass of an entire arm start to move toward the exit of my body. I have to fight the urge to hyperventilate or panic. He gets his elbow out with a grunt from me. He freezes, unsure how I’m managing. Hell, I don’t know how I’m doing, either. I’m basically writhing all over, trying to understand the impossible sensations I’m experiencing. Eventually I get used to this new level of fullness, and with a quick nod from me, we resume the gradual retreat of his arm. I have him pause again at the wrist for just a second, and after a bit, he’s completely out. I feel utterly, completely, hopelessly empty. I almost break down in tears. I have a worried look on my face as my eyes dart around the room in search of a solution. I’m desperate for a solution. Anything I can shove up my hole to satisfy my need. But I can’t come up with any ideas. Seeing nothing and without thinking, I slide one of my own fists back into my hole. I’m amazed by how loose and sloppy it is—I’ve never been this destroyed before, and it feels unbelievable. Eduardo sees my behavior and laughs. “Okay, mister power bottom. Let’s fill you up with an enormous butt plug then spend a few minutes getting me cleaned up and you rehydrated. Sound good?” I continue exploring my hole with my own fist, nodding absently that I half-heard his suggestions. Before I realize what’s happened, Eduardo returns, toweling himself off. He shakes his head with a laugh. “Right where I left you. At least you’re predictable. Okay, come on. Let’s get this plug inside you.” He picks up the huge plug I had in me before, which he has somehow fit inside my Pig Hole toy to add even more girth. “I hope it’s big enough to make a difference,” I say. “Yeah, me too,” he says. “Let’s give it a shot.” He waits for me to remove my hand, then he immediately slides the tip of the plug into my blown-out hole. It slides all the way in easily, right up to the big bump on the Pig Hole, where he pauses for a second. “Breathe,” he says. I do my best to breathe deeply and slowly, and I open up my hole as best I can. I grunt a bit, and I feel the plug lock into place. And I mean lock. I can immediately tell it’s not going anywhere for a while. That thing can’t budge. “You good?” Eduardo asks. “Mmm-hmm,” I reply. I look around mindlessly, pretty much anywhere but at him. I also start grinding my hips, distracted by the changing sensations of the massive plug pressing into different parts of my insides. Eduardo chuckles and shakes his head. “Man, you are blasted. Here, lemme help you down.” He reaches his hands to either side of me, and I lean forward, happy to have the physical contact and the chance to feel him up a bit. He chuckled again. “Goddamn, you’re horny. Okay, here’s your sports drink. Take a seat and drink. I’ll get you another bottle for when you finish that one off.” I take the half-empty bottle he hands me, and I vaguely remember that I started drinking it what now seems like forever ago. I grab a spare puppy training pad and put it on the couch because I don’t know leaky my hole will be, and I collapse into the seat, totally spent. As soon as I’m down, though, my eyes lock on the porn still playing on the screen, and my hands again lock onto my crotch. I resume playing with myself. A moment later, Eduardo comes back, carrying two more bottles of sports drink. “One for you,” he says, handing it to me. “And one for me,” he says, plopping down on the seat beside me. He exhales completely and, for the first time, looks completely spent. “Oh my god, that was incredible. Your hole is amazing.” “Your arm is fucking incredible,” I say, squeezing what’s left of my dick, never taking my eyes off the screen. We spend a long time just sitting there, calming down, and cooling off, with even Eduardo’s attention returning to the porn that’s been playing this whole time. We had been totally ignoring it for the longest time. The stuff going on inside my own body was way hotter than what we saw on the screen. But there’s enough going on right now to hold my attention and keep my eyes occupied while my hands apply pressure to my nub of a penis and the sensitive spot on my perineum. My entire body and all my needs have been reduced to those two spots. The only thing that would be better is to get another person inside my hole again, but catching my breath for a minute does feel good. After a while, Eduardo’s phone lights up with an incoming text. He checks it and grins. “Looks like your friend Joey is looking for some play. Want me to take you over there?” “Yes, please,” I say. Joey is a hot little fucker who enjoys pushing boundaries and encouraging naughty behavior in me. He’ll help me go as far as I want, and he always respects my boundaries. Not that I have any in my current state, but he’s certainly earned a lot of my trust over the years. “Okay,” Eduardo says. “Let’s get you ready. We’re gonna keep that butt plug in you, but you need to be street-legal to get to their place. I need you to go get your favorite jock strap. Make sure it’s clean. Look at me. Get a fresh jockstrap. Go.” I head to my bedroom, rummage through my dresser, and find my favorite one. It’s small and simple and keeps the attention where I want it: on my hole. It also has an elastic cock ring built in, so I’ll be less likely to play with myself, since the jock will take care of the squeezing. Satisfied, I go back to Eduardo. “Oh, perfect. I like you in that one. Okay, put that on.” He helps me balance as I struggle to focus on getting my legs through the straps, and it takes a second to get my balls through the cock ring, but then I’m all set. “And here are the basketball shorts and tank top that were in a pile on the floor. I’m assuming they’re yours.” I stare at them blankly, trying to remember. Were those mine? Had I worn them recently? “And I’m assuming,” Eduardo continues, “that it’s been a while since you’ve seen them.” He chuckles. “Just put them on.” With his help, I finish getting dressed. “And your shoes are over there. Go on.” Once those are on my feet, we’re ready. I grab my werewolf sheath, thinking it might come in handy in a little while. Eduardo turns off the porn and most of the lights, then walks to the front door. At that, we head out.

100% true and NOT racist. I'm black American. black Haitians and other afro-latinos cross the border ILLEGALLY as well.

Stepping back from the human factor at the border with my post here. The US sends planeloads of money south of the border to try and support and bolster struggling countries, in the hope of making them stable and allowing their citizens to live and work without fear or in hunger. The only problem is so many of the leaders of those countries divert much of the funds to either themselves, or to enrich other elites in the country. So the working class are not getting the benefits intended, and risk their lives; and their children's lives, trying to get to the US . As much as those of us on here may think our country is headed in the wrong direction or has so many problems, ask any of the people desperate to come here, to work here, and to see their kids grow up here- they see it as paradise. So why not call the President of Mexico, and let him know his country allowing all these people to pass thru their borders and head to the US border is causing the US problems and expenses. And starting in 1 week, for every person detained at the US border with them trying to cross, the US funds to Mexico will be slashed by $5,000 , $20,000 if they are Mexican citizens. And send the same message out to each of the countries where we provide financial grants and support, with a similar penalty of say $20,000 a head for their citizens stopped, and any that transited their country will cost them as well. If the leaders want to keep their lavish lifestyles,courtesy of the US loans and grants, it will be important to them to stem the flow. Make them put the coyotes out of business. Make them interdict and turn the lines of people around and sent back to their country. BUT- the US has got to also open up real discussion about immigration reforms.Set quotas for how many may emigrate from each country. Process and filter those who would be an asset to our nation from those who are questionable. But do it in THEIR country, closer to their home, where rejection does not leave them stranded in another country. And make it punitive for anyone to just show up at a border without prior immigration intake and approval. Punitive as in, arriving at the border without documents- refused, and a 5 year ban on reapplying. To inhibit the attempt to slip in , any undocumented caught inside US borders would be on a 10 year ban, and the country they came from would be docked $50,000 from US Aid money. I am sure stiffer penalties and fines for any repeated attempts could be fleshed out. But I doubt very many would try when faced with the repercussions back home. We do need labor, in chicken processing plants, farm fields, hotels, construction, etc. that a lot of immigrants, legally entering or not legally entering, work in once here. Often in conditions and with wages that we would almost consider almost slave like--but these folk are so desperate; and grateful for work and money, they do them. With honest reforms, these folk should be able to apply at a US Immigration office within their own country, not forced to a barbed wire fence 1200 miles away begging for entry. The money they give to coyotes to get them across the trek could better be used as their seed money to get a flight to the country, proper intake and a plan for where they will be, a work permit and tax ID, and a requirement of steady employment which the tax ID would be used to verify. And put an apple at the end of the process. No gaps in work, no criminal record in the initial 10 years would permit them to apply for US citizenship.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Hole Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 415-580-1569 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Oakland, CA 94605 Times you're generally not available: I will make myself available round the clock to take a load Age: 40 Height: 6’0” Weight: 185 lbs Ethnicity: White A true on demand cum dump. If you’re hard and need to unload I’ll drop everything, get my hole ready and go ass up for you. My favorite thing is getting a dude off with my fuck hole and walking away with cum dripping down my legs. You are in charge, I’m just a hole to use. Naked or in a jock, up to you. Whatever position you want. Want your dick sucked first? Ass eaten out? You got it. I can host if you like 3 ways with 2 horny bottoms but if you wanna fuck 1 on 1 I need to cum to you.

There is nothing wrong with you. You are just getting to know yourself better 😉 I love having my throat fucked deep as well. I just fuck my throat on every cock that’s in front of me to show him what I’m capable of. And hope the man will take over grabbing my head and starts thrusting his cock in. Do you train your throat? I have this long flexible dildo i train my mouthcunt with every morning 🤤

A few months ago I bought a fuck machine and it's incredible, but a little bit of a pain in the ass to setup (hehe) - But this morning I ordered a new booty thruster that looks like less of a hassle to use. Sometimes I'm in the mood for a quick dildo buttfuck where I can just drop my pants and take it without having to do all the work. I'm planning to mount this on my nightstand so I can spread my feet and get my ass worked out on my lunch break, then pull them up and go back to work. Or maybe just something to satisfy me when I wake up in the middle of the night and I need some service in my ass to get back to sleep. I also bought this rimming dildo today. I love the ones I have but I'm always in the mood to try something new.

Perhaps, to some extent. But the US is generally a poor performer on world history topics in general, not just on gay issues. Huge numbers of people in the US think that WWII started with Pearl Harbor, for instance, ignoring that by December 1941 France had been in Nazi hands for a year and a half. It's also relevant, though, that WWII largely killed that nascent gay identity in Berlin and drove what was left of it underground for decades. It's not like Berlin remained a liberal cultural beacon after the Nazis took power, and divided Berlin after the war was a pretty conservative place on both sides of the wall. What Stonewall was, in effect, the birthplace of the gay rights movement that actually "stuck". There have been reverses along the way, but things have never retreated, especially in large cities, so fully as things did in Berlin. (And for the record: quite a few other cities had a fairly out gay culture in the 1920's, including in the US. Berlin was certainly one of the biggest and brightest stars on that horizon, but it wasn't an island unto itself.)

So this story happened to me a couple of years ago and really helped solidify my love of getting bred and getting gangbanged. It all started when i was visiting New York city for the first time by myself. I had some family drama where I had finally come out and they basically disowned me, so instead of going home for the holidays I ended up going to NYC. While there I decided to visit the local gay bars/clubs to get a feel for everything. At the time I was pretty innocent, i had barely had sex and was still just coming to terms with being gay. Most of the bars I went too were pretty normal nothing crazy, maybe some with pictures of naked men on the walls but still nothing too insane. Then I met him, a tall muscular, blond guy must have been in his 30's (I was about 21-22 at the time). I noticed him and he noticed me and came over. Being super shy, I didn't really know how to talk to him and was stumbling all over myself. Suprisingly he found it very cute (which I believe is because he knew he was going to corrupt me). This handsome, musclar man was talking to me and I was putty in his hands. Eventually after a couple more drinks he asked me if I wasnted to hit up another bar with him, thinking nothing of it he took me into his arms and lead me to another bar. Walking in the first thing I found interesting was that they searched me and had a sign saying they were not liable for anything being stolen. The front of the bar was normal, but he had no intention of showing me the front. Unknown to me, the back was a dark room where men fucked to their hearts content and this man took me back there. At first I had no idea what was going on, i was in his arms being led into this pitch black back area. He whispered into my ear its ok. Then i heard it, the unmistakable sounds of sex and moaning. My eyes slowly got adjusted and I saw men just clustered around sucking and fucking. My heart rate increased and at first I tried to turn around to head back. But the guy had a firm grip on me and pushed me back. I felt my legs hit what must have been a table and my ass was leaning on it. The guy walked up grabbed me and turned me around, pushing me down onto the table. I tried to resist at first until I felt his weight on top of me. Whispering into my ear he told me that he knew i wanted this, that i was going to be his. To my suprise, I found deep down I was agreeing with him. Yes i was scared but more than that I was excited. I felt his hands start rubbing my crotch and I inadvertaly moaned. He pulled my pants down while I was still pushed on the table and I felt it. His hard cock pressed on my cheeks. He pushed on my back and began bent down and started to rim me. I started moaning more which drew the attention of other guys. As I was moaning a dick was shoved into my face, not really in the mood to suck I at first ignored it. My captor though had other plans. He got up and pulled my hair back, pain flared on my head. Open your mouth bitch, he said to me, to that cock. Now I was scared and didnt know what to do. He shoved my head into the other guys crotch and told me to suck again. This time i took his cock in my mouth and listened to him. Good boy he said as we rubbed his dick on my hole. I was about to complain when he grabbed my arms and shoved in. Pain shot through me, my ass felt like it was going to rip open. Im not sure how big he was but It felt like it was huge and i started to whimper. Please take it out, please it hurts. I asked and my captor just pushed in more. No lube just the little spit from his tongue he was fucking my innocent hole. He held me down so I couldnt resist and pounded away. This hole is mine now bitch, take that dick, im going to breed your hole. And thats when it really hit me that this guy was not only forcing his dick in me, he didnt have a condom. I tried to reisit more and get up but he just held me down fucking away. Suddenly I felt him push really deep and started grunting real loud, fuck yeah take that load take it bitch. I felt my insides getting warm and his dick twitching in me. A part of me was hurting and scared but a fire had been burning, my desire had started to form. Thinking this was over as he pulled out I thought ok now I can get up and get away. However my captor had other plans, he walked around the table still holding me down and offered my ass to the others in the room. Holding me down he said that my hole was open to be used. I was going to complain and so no, but something stopped me. I just couldnt say no, a part of me wanted more. Not long after another dick was shoved into my hole. This time it wasnt as bad, my captors lube helped out, and this time i actually was enjoying it. The second guy who i had no idea looked like was just fucking away grunting and moaning. Running his hands all over me as I was still being held down. My captor egging him on, telling him to breed me. He started to grunt and shot his load in me as well. Soon a line had formed, i felt one dick after another fuck me. For a good two hours my hole took a dick and I lost count of how many guys fucked me. By the end of it I was begging for more, asking for more loads. My captor no longer held me down, I willingly was offering my ass to people. At the end of the night the guy whispered into my ear I knew you were a little pig, I saw it when i first laid eyes on you, you will always want bare dick from now on. And he was not wrong.

I had the cops called on me a few years ago. They banged on a booth when I was with a guy. The reason was the clerk thought I had a gun cause I had a big dildo in my coat pocket. Luckily, nothing happened. The cops just left.

Perhaps. But I'm not so sure a Stonewall 2.0 would go over well today. After all, despite the horrendous events that provoked the BLM protests in certain cities, very few people are defending the riots involved, even if the cause were just, and there still hasn't been a great "awakening" moment where the country decided to finally tackle the issue of racial justice in policing (much less the multitude of race-related issues we face). I'm not saying we've hit our high-water mark of advancing as LGBT/Queer people, nor am I saying we need to be polite about anything, but I am saying that the results might not be what we want.

Part 7 I say, "Follow me," and led Luis through the house to my bedroom. It wasn't until I turned around at my door that I noticed he wasn't alone. Standing behind Luis was a beautiful Mexican boy, about my age. But was no lightweight like me. He was tall and built of muscle. He looked a little nervous but also excited. "That's Junior, my son. It's his birthday and we're celebrating before we head back to Mexico." Luis says. "Oh, well he can wait in the living room while we do things," I say. "The hell he will. I've told him about you. You're his birthday gift." Luis says. I now see that same familiar evil grin on his and his son's face. We go into my bedroom, the place where I grew up, where my walls are still decorated with teen boy obsessions. Luis instructs me to strip. He says something to Junior in Spanish and he takes his clothes off as well. "You want your key back? Worship my son." Luis commands as he sits down in a chair at the side of the bed. I waste no time getting to work on this beautiful man. He may be my age or even younger, but he is more of a man than I will ever be. First, I use my mouth and lick his body. I start with his neck and move down his dark and smooth skin. I kiss and suck on his hard nipples, which makes him erupt in moans. I continue down his body, feeling his manly chest and kissing each ab. Now I'm on my knees and face to face with Junior's amazing cock and balls. He certainly has his father's cock. The smell of pure man drives me wild as I begin to suck down his meat. He moans more. Luis instructs him in Spanish and he gets more aggressive, placing his hands on my head and starting to fuck my face. His balls are slapping against my mouth as I swallow his cock down my throat. As he lets me come up for air, he leaks precum into my mouth. It tastes as amazing as he looks. Next, I focus on his balls, first taking each into my mouth, then both at once. He continues to moan and his body shakes. His father again says something in Spanish. Following orders, Junior turns around, leans on the bed, and sticks out his ass. I know what to do. I dive in mount first. His hole tastes amazing. I wonder if any Spanish bitches have ever eaten his ass like I am. I use my hand to jerk his cock while I continue to explore his hole with my tongue. Finally, Luis gives another command. This time it's in English and it's to me. "Stand up!" he orders. I remove my mouth from his boy's behind and stand up to face him. He's holding a roll of duct tape and has that look on his face again. Soon, my arms are behind my back and my wrists are taped together like I'm in handcuffs. Then Luis takes a large piece of tape and places it right over my mouth. Next, it's time for Junior to penetrate me. There's no lube, no spit, nothing. I'm just layer down on my back on the bed with my legs spread. Junior lines his cock up with my hole and starts pushing it in. I can tell by his facial expressions that it feels good. After a summer of taking Mexican cocks every day, it's good to know I'm still tight enough to please. Junior bottoms out as his big nuts rest against my ass. He waste no time and starts pumping away at my pussy. I can tell he loves it. I moan under the duct tape to encourage him to pump away. After a few minutes of fucking, I can tell Junior is close to cumming. Apparently his dad is also aware because he says something in Spanish. With a reluctant look on his face, Junior pulls out of me. Soon Luis is instructing me to stand up, which is not easy with my arms taped behind my back. Junior helps me up to my feet as Luis strips down and takes my place lying on the bed. His cock is already rock hard and standing straight up. "Get on," he commands me. Junior helps me back onto the bed and I'm lays on top of Luis, facing toward the ceiling. Before long, Luis is shoving his cock into my hole with no mercy. I'm use to his roughness and size by now but it's still a bit jarring. His cock works its way into my familiar guts as I begin to bounce on it like it's a pogo stick. Fuck, I'm going to miss my Mexican God's cock after tonight! Junior stands near the bed and watches as his father fucks me deeply. He seems fascinated and can't help but jerk himself. After a few minutes, Luis tells me to stop bouncing. He then looks at his son and says, "He's ready." Junior makes his way to the edge of the bed as I realize their plan. I've taken a lot of cock this summer but never two at once. I've never been double penetrated and I don't want to be for fear of how much it will hurt. I begin to squirm and attempt to yell from behind the duct tape. Luis is too strong for me. He just holds me tighter and Junior lines up his cock next to his father's and begins to insert. It doesn't go in easy but they are determined to make it happen. I scream as both cocks impale me. I think I'm going to pass out from the pain, but after a minute it gets better. I've never felt so full. But also like I could literally split in half. Now both father and son's cocks are fucking me. It feels like the dicks are fighting for control of my insides. Who will break me? Who will impregnate me? After a few minutes, Junior starts to make those indications again that he's going to cum. He holds off until his father says, "Now!" At that moment, they both orgasm inside of me, their bodies shaking and moaning as I can feel jets of semen shooting deep into my guts. They continue to pump away as their orgasms subside. --- The next thing I know, I wake up in my bed alone. My ass is on fire. I'm naked. It takes me a minute to remember what has happened. The tape is gone from my hands and mouth, though they're still sticky from the residue. I gently stand up and walk to the mirror. I look rough as hell. But fuck was it worth it. Then I notice something: Luis' chain is hanging around my neck with the key attached. I guess I earned it after last night. Now I can wear his chain every day to remind me of him and motivate me to be the White Whore he turned me into. With all the money I made this summer, I'm thinking a spring break trip to Mexico may be in order. I grab my phone and text my uncle: "I'll be back next summer." THE END (please let me know what you thought of the story by commenting below)

Edited from original post in straight bi forum,June 26 It all started innocent enough. I was a tall dirty blonde 19 year old who never had any trouble getting sex. At 6', 180 pounds, broad shoulders, six pack, well developed arms and bubble butt my killer smile could reel the guys into my 8" cock from 100 yards. I didn't even have to work very hard at the gym, the handsome physic just came naturally. The other ass magnet was my carpet of thick hair on my golden tan chest. I love this part of my body and always wore my shirts buttoned down, muscular chest exposed . I never wanted a steady boyfriend friend. Why would I? I loved sex and I loved variety! The more the better. The night I started as a sex worker I was out with my buddies at a sports bar. A sexy silver fox of a man pushing 60 sent a drink over to me. My buddies teased me that I would fuck anything no matter the age. They weren't wrong and as much to josh them as anything I began sending flirting glances back at him. Three more drinks were delivered. The waiter pointed to the sexy older man each time. The guys were loving this and now I was tipsy enough to leave them, walk to him and run my fingers through his luscious hairy chest. We flirted and chatted for a while 'til he invited me to go home with him. I suggested we just do it in the bar bathroom, women or men's, I didn't care. Now his fingers traced through my chest hair and he said, "No I really want a chance to have time to explore this exquisite body. " He reached into his wallet and handed me a fresh crisp $100 bill. As we walked past my buddies with an arm over each other's shoulders I winked and flashed them the bill. My new career was started, and I gave him his monies worth of fucking. The next week my buddies and I were at the same table. They were jelousley drilling me about my experience with the old rich guy. I was very clear that I wasn't going to fuck and tell about the sex other than one detail. I had insisted on the use of condoms. "He wanted to fuck raw?" asked my best buddy. I just nodded my head. Later that night he arrived with two of his friends. Each pushing 60. Each silver muscle daddies. He came right to our table, leaned in and kissed me, reached into my open shirt and tweaked my nipple. Then he pushed further down and tucked three bills into my waist band. When he and his friends proceeded to the bar I pulled out the three crisp $100 bills to show my friends. As I was leaving with this group of hot older men my best buddy motioned me over to him. He quietly whispered in my ear; "Just call me in the morning and assure me you fucked all three raw, no more of that condom shit!" I simply smiled, winked and left with them. _________________________________ What started as me at 19 being hit on and paid by silver foxes for sexual favors changed in one encounter when I was 23. This particular life changing night everything seemed as usual. An older well healed man entered the bar. He sent me a drink. We engage in mutual flirting. He offered me 5 crisp new $100 bills and asked if I was okay with kink. We head off together to his place. Turned out he was from out of town, staying at a high end hotel. It's not 'til we got to his room that I start to realize I'd drifted into something I hadn't counted on. I guess this is what he'd meant when he asked if I was into kink. Maybe I should have asked more questions. The room was set up as a sex dungeon. Fuck bench, sling, St. Andrews Cross, straps, whips and a tonne of stuff I had never heard of or seen before. He ordered me to strip and stand facing the cross. My arms were lifted and strapped to the cross. My legs were spread and strapped to the floor. I thought this strange but decided to be a good sport. That's when the bathroom door opened and a naked 40 year old 6 ' 5" muscular man entered the room. He was already sporting an 11" erection. My patron for the night introduced me to his husband and informed me he really liked to watch his Hubby have a good time. In case I hadn't figured it out I was to be his hubbies good time. I considered protesting but realized in my current position I didn't have much bargaining power. Besides, hubby was fucking hot so why not put on a show. Hubby started by nibbling at my ear and whispering things he liked about my body. Blonde hairy bubble butt, broad tanned shoulders, well developed hairy chest, six pack and substantial cock. I was not surprised to notice that as he began to kiss and lick my neck my dick began to respond. I love sex so why not just go with the flow? Besides, it wasn't like I had a choice. Every cell in my body tingled as he kissed his way down my spine. When his tongue entered my hole I was so hard I feared I might blow my wad. I was now think, 'this is fuckin hot. ' He worked my hole for ten minutes before he stood and moved in to hug my back. His fingers traced my chest and played with my nipples. I could feel his erect cock between my legs and brushing against my taint. His husband brought him a bottle of lube and he began working lube into my ass. One finger, two fingers, quitting at four penetrating my hole. His fingers were removed and I noticed his husband lining the younger man's naked cock up with my ass. Although many of my customers offered to pay more I had never allowed raw sex. I made it clear I had no intention of accepting the bare cock. I was told I didn't have much choice considering my current position and 5 more $100's were tucked into my fingers. I shook my head and said 'No Way. " 5 more $100's, and the older husband guided the head of his younger partners cock into my ass. I was resigned to the fact I wasn't leaving this dungeon without taking my first raw dick up the ass. I would have to worry about my health later. A total of $1500 for one nights work and the fact I really didn't have a choice. I moaned my acceptance and nodded my approval. The older handed his husband poppers and he fed them to me one nostril at a time. My head began to swim and my ass began to relax to the pressure from the cock head. More poppers for both of us and his raw shaft was inside me balls deep. At this very moment warm lips wrapped around my cock. A sweet young twink had arrived without me noticing. The silver fox introduced me to his newest sex toy. "I breed him on a regular basis. Tonight he's being served your raw meat and going to plant few loads in you. " The twink gave a great blowjob which helped distract me somewhat from the naked pole drilling deeper and deeper into me. I 'd been fucked many times before but never by anything so massive. I had never felt so full and the sensation I could split in two. Despite the discomfort I was not hating this. In fact I was very turned on by the [banned word] act of a raw cock in my ass and a guys mouth working my cock. It was then that I realized I was meeting each of "hubbies" in strokes with an equal and opposite push back of my ass. I was not just getting fucked bareback, I was actively participating. "I bought you the man, breed him. " growled the silver fox. The twink pulled his mouth off my cock and managed to fit between me and the cross. My cock went into his eager ass hole. In this flash I was in my first of many raw fuck trains. Within a couple of minutes the husband was growling; "Fuuuuuuccck ... yoouuuu .... gigilo .... pumping my load deep in your fuckin guts. Take ... my ... fuckin ... load .... Arrrr!" I didn't feel the cum, but I did feel the ongoing contractions. I was very pleased with myself for bringing him to such a massive release. He pulled out far too soon for my liking. His massive tool was replaced almost instantly by the twinks 5 incher. Within four or five strokes I could feel the blast of every shot painting my guts and mixing with "Hubby's". I was then released from all bondage and led to the fuck bench. The twink's ass was waiting for me to finish what we had started. As I entered him and started to fuck something entered my rear portal. The silver fox was fucking me raw. He did so for about five minutes until his husband was back in me on the verge of another massive climax. As he blasted in me I loaded the twink with one of the most explosive orgasms of my life. We three men went to the shower where Hubby bred the twink as I pumped a load into Hubby. The second door from the bath led to a luxurious room with a massive hot tub and three king size beds. The silver fox watched and instructed each of his men to breed me yet again. I realized I wasn't tied up and could have easily refused to take these loads. But, what the fuck did a few more loads matter now. Besides, I was enjoying the entire ordeal way to much to protest. In fact I was very excited hoping the silver fox would breed me himself. When room service arrived with two carts brimming with food the daddy insisted that the two bell hops drop trou and dump two more fresh loads into my ass. I accepted them enthusiastically. 6 loads from four guys all in one night for my ass, virgin to bareback fucks. My sex escort career switched lanes in one life changing experience. I knew I needed to get to a clinic the next morning just in case some of those loads had been toxic. I didn't make that visit and four days later knew I would just have to live with any consequences. ___________________________________ I was worried sick but the fuck flu didn't arrive. Strangely, although I knew about it I didn't go on Prep either. My sexual services business to older men had been doing very well of late. The one goldmine night left my savings account more than flush. I decided to treat myself to a vacation. I booked a cruise on a 75' schooner among the Greek Islands. It was advertised as a gay naked cruise and would hold 10 guests. It turned out I was the youngest of the men on the cruise. The others were all shapes and sizes. Most of the men were gym bunnies by the look of them. Six stunningly beautiful crew would cater to our every need. And you will learn I mean every! The captain cut a handsome swathe waiting for us on the dock in his uniform of white shorts and buttoned down shirt. He was in his mid-60's and the white clothes showed off his beautiful Mediterranean tan. He was always smiling and had the sexiest dimples. It was also clear he sported a thick graying coat of body hair covering every inch of his body. This was fully revealed when we sailed from the harbor and he was the first to be fully naked as he commanded the boat from the wheel. His staff soon appeared also stark naked serving us complimentary drinks and collecting the clothes we were quickly stripping out of. The next youngest of the men, petite at about 4' 7" made his way over to my side and started to chat. He had no tan lines. Clearly no stranger to the sun. Very soon his hand rested on my bare knee and casually started creeping up my thigh as we bantered, joked and flirted. I decided to not hide the pleasurable effect this was having on my slowly engorging manhood. Others were clearly watching and neither he nor I cared. Not true, we wanted to get this party going with our sexual exhibitionism. When his fingers brushed my semi hard cock it gave a little leap. He took that as his invitation to bend down and take my cock in his mouth . He waisted no time in deep throating it and had no trouble managing my fully erect pole. The game was on and others were inspired to follow with a variety of sexual activities. There was one larger group exploring each other's naked bodies. Quite an orgy was in progress by the time the staff brought the next round of drinks. A handsome young lad that served my petite friend and offered me his sweet cock. Naturally I gobbled it down to the pubes. My eyes were pulled to a power couple about twenty feet away. One was a handsome 60 year old just like my Giglo business catered to. The other looked to be 45. Every part the younger man's body was well developed and beautifully proportioned like a Greek God. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I watched in awe as he rolled a magnum condom onto his 11 inch erection. When he slipped it inside the older man's ass their love making was like a dance it was so elegant. Except for one very exciting detail. This gorgeous top kept looking straight at me and flashing me his million dollar smile. I gently withdrew my cock from the expert lips and offered my twink the young crewman's member as a compensation. I made my way to the other couple and they both invited me into their stunning sexual conquest with deep passionate kisses. I licked my way down both their bodies and positioned my mouth at the penetrated ass. Here I could orally stimulate both their sexual organs. From time to time their fingers would stroke through my hair letting me know they wanted me to continue. Eventually the guy getting fucked cried out in orgasm. My mouth and the other guys sheathed cock had drawn him over the edge. The top pulled out, removed the condom, and offered me his still hard monster. It took some work but I was determined to deep throat his magnificent tool. He was soon vigorously face fucking me. My eyes watered profusely as I did my best to keep from choking. When he pulled me off his magnificent cock I moved up to sit on his eight pack stomach. I bent forward and we shared the most intense intimate kiss of my life. When I sat up we held each other intently with our eyes. It was clear to me he was reading my mind when he whispered; "I dare you. " I quietly responded; "Make it a double dare and I'm in." Not waiting for his response I raised my ass and placed his raw cock at my hole. He nodded; "Double dare!" With only spit for lube I started to push down on his raw rod. His mushroom head popped inside and I had to stop for some deep breathing. As I gained composure he started to push in little by little and it was not long 'til he had all eleven inches up inside me. It felt incredible! He pulled me forward and whispered in my ear; "Why double dare?" I moved to his ear and whispered back; "The first was to take your 11 inches up the ass, the second was to ride you bareback." "Nice " he responded, "Then the third dare is to ask me to pump my unmedicated poz load into your negative guts. " "Fuck man, a triple dare. Can't say I saw that coming." Inside I immediately went into panic mode but stayed calm on the outside and noticed I didn't get off his cock. He kept right on fucking me. I rode him like a bucking bronco. There was no way I was passing up a fucking by this Adonis. I figured I'd get him close and pass on the final dare. Fuck my adrenaline was flooding my system. As his breathing was getting erratic he pulled me down to whisper in my ear; "Triple dare buddy, what do you say?" I moved to his ear and was stunned by my response; "Triple dare back at yah. Fuck me full of all yah got! Do your best to knock me up with your poz load man!" Before I had finished he exploded in me and I spontaneously had the most powerful orgasm blasting all over his perfect chest and handsome face. The crowd had gathered to watch us and broke out with cheers and clapping. The cruise was off to a fine start although deep inside I wondered if I had gone to far. Hesitantly I looked at the Adonis that had just poz bred me. I pulled off his magnificent cock and got to work cleaning every drop of cum and ass juice greedily swallowing every morsel. I decided in that moment to feed my deep fear with danger and keep the adrenaline rush going. ______________________________________

Thanks for all the likes and comments. Chapter 7 The next couple of weeks went like so...Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I’d end up stopping by Dr. Manning’s office and one or more of the three of them would give me a quick load. Saturday, Sunday and Thursday I would hang out with Chad and he would usually be good for a couple of loads. Matty even joined us one Saturday. Damn that was a fun night. Then of course there was our Friday sessions where all four of my guys would use me for hours. We were coming up to the fourth Friday since I actively started the pozzing process. So I’d been taking toxic loads for three full weeks now. I woke up Friday morning with a slight headache and scratchy throat. I really didn’t pay much attention and went about my day as usual. I’d changed my work schedule so that I was only working half a day in the office on Fridays and the afternoon at home so I’d have plenty of time to prep for my weekly fuckfest. I was really loving these events and looked forward to them all week long. There was nothing better than when all five of us were naked together. By the time I left work for home I knew something wasn’t right. I felt like shit. I didn’t want to bother the guys at work so I just sent a group text to let them know that I thought they’d finally succeed in knocking me up. Less than 30 seconds after I sent the text my phone rang. Dr. Manning must have been between patients because he never responded that quickly. “You fucking slut! I almost shot my load when I read your text. Tell me your symptoms.” I started laughing. “Oh fuck, sorry Scotty. I’m just so damn excited.” “It’s okay doc. I figured you’d be happy just not this happy.” I proceeded to tell him all my symptoms and I could hear him getting even more excited on the other end of the phone. “It definitely sounds like your seroconverting.” “And doc my cock is rock hard. I feel like shit but I’m seriously horny as fuck. That can’t be right.” “Actually Scotty, my chaser patients often tell me that when they came down with the first symptoms that the only thing they could think about was getting more toxic cum. So it sounds like what you’re experiencing is quite normal. Well for a fucking twisted bug chaser that is, you slut.” “Thanks doc.” “I want you to sit tight. One of us will be over shortly to check on you. Just try to get some sleep.” Ten minutes later someone was buzzing my apartment. I didn’t even bother to check who it was and just buzzed them up. Shortly there was a knock the door. Chad was standing on the other side with a big shit eating grin on his handsome face. “So I understand you’ve earned your new ink? Have you decided where you’re going to put it? Oh fuck and how are you feeling? You don’t look so good.” I wanted to laugh but it just came out more as a cough. “Fuck you’re burning up. Let’s get you a cold shower to cool you off.” He stripped me then took his own clothes off and helped me to the bathroom. “God I want to fuck you so bad right now.” He was in back of me so I pressed up against his front and felt his hard dick poking into my ass. I reached around and guided him to my hole. He pushed forward and I pushed back and he was soon balls deep in me. I sighed. “Perfect! My body needs your toxic cum.” It didn’t take long for me to shoot my load against the shower wall while his went safely deep in my hole. “Thank you. Now can you please help me to bed.” The others showed up a few hours later and each of them proceeded to give me one load of beautiful toxic cum. It was the least amount of loads I’d received during one of our Friday sessions but honestly it had to be the hottest. They took excellent care of me over the next several days. One of them was always with me. On about the fourth day I was starting to feel human again. On Chris’ shift he took some blood so we could get confirmation to what we were all assuming. I asked about the rapid test but he said Dr. Manning wanted to be 100% sure. I was strong enough to get back to work Thursday but the doc insisted I just work from home. Doctor orders. However, he told me I was expected at his office Friday at 5pm sharp for a followup appointment. I tried to get him to tell me my test results but he kept saying ‘sorry I don’t have them yet.’ Somehow I didn’t believe him but he wouldn’t budge, so Friday it was. Friday could not get here fast enough!!

Chapter 3 The next day was pretty quiet except for some reason I couldn’t stop thinking about Dr. Manning and that damn blow job I received from Chris. On Friday, two days after my exam a couple of friends were taking me out for my birthday. With all my tats I know I give off an edgy vibe but I’m really much more of a quiet guy who prefers a nice dinner with friends instead of going to the clubs. Of course my friends on the other hand prefer the loud clubs so yep you guessed it that’s where they took me. My best friend had a thing for twinks so before I knew it we were knee deep in a bunch of horny young guys. After the third kid called me daddy and told me he was a very bad boy who needed his daddy to fuck him, I knew it was time to call it quits. If anyone was getting plowed it was going to be the birthday boy! I made my excuses to me friends, who didn’t seem all that sad to see me go as they both had a couple of guys all over them. I got home but was way to keyed up to go to bed. I sat on the couch and noticed the card Chris had given to me with the website written down. Fuck it! I grabbed my computer and pulled up the site. Fuck me! There are some twisted nasty fuckers out there and good god my dick was hard and leaking. I stuck to the general barebacking stories as advised. After a couple hours of reading I was so fucking hard my dick could cut glass and that was after shooting a load already. I needed to get fucked! I had downloaded Scruff on my phone a few months ago but hadn’t really used it much. I started looking around but the only ones biting were other bottoms wanting a daddy to fuck them. Okay enough of this. I went to the bathroom stared at my reflection in the mirror. Before I could talk myself out of it I grabbed my razor and started shaving off my beard. Once completed I took a look and damn I almost didn’t recognize myself. I looked a good ten years younger. I couldn’t remember the last time I was clean shaven but it had to be close to 20 years ago. Now try calling me daddy. Honestly I have nothing against daddies. I personal thought they were hot as fuck and I’d never say no to one myself; I just didn’t see myself as one. I took some new pics for Scruff, several of course being shirtless because that’s the rules right. Okay with that done I made sure I was cleaned out and ready to go then started looking at the profiles. I normally am very passive when it comes to these damn apps and wait for someone else to initiate first contact but if I didn’t get a cock in me fast I was going to explode. I sent a couple messages to a few guys and thank god got a response from one rather quickly. “Hey I’d love to fuck you. Got a 3 day load for you.” He unlocked his pics and I did the same. One look at his dick pic and I messaged back “Fuck yeah! Address? He sent it and I was out the door before I could come to my senses. He was close, so It only took me a few minutes to get to his apartment. I rang his number and he buzzed me up. I usually got really nervous when doing a random hookup but not this time. I had never needed to get fucked so bad in my life. The guy was waiting for me with his door open when I made it to his floor. He looked me up and down and told me to get inside and strip. Yep I was naked the second I stepped through the door. His face pic was definitely not current but I didn’t care at this point I just needed his dick inside me. “Get me wet boy. That’s all the lube you’re getting.” Thank god I lubed up a bit before I left home. I sucked him off for a few minutes before he pulled up and told me to lean over the couch. I assumed the position and he slammed his hard cock deep inside in one go. “Holy fucking shit” I cried out. “Sorry man. I’m so horny I couldn’t wait for you to open up.” He started fucking me and pretty soon I was moaning like a bitch in heat. “Damn you love my raw cock buried in your tight cunt don’t you.” Holy shit he was inside me raw. I mean holy shit I actually did it. I had a raw dick buried inside me and OMG did it feel amazing. So this is what all the fuss was about. Pretty soon I could feel him speed up. Then he slammed into me balls deep and I could feel his cock start to shoot and shoot. “Yeah man take my gift boy. Give my babies a good home.” He slowly pulled out and I immediately dropped to me knees and cleaned off his dick. “Fuck yeah clean that dick off good. Don’t miss a drop of my cum.” Seriously who was I. First raw dick and now ass to mouth. Damn talk about a night of firsts. He pulled out of my mouth, patted my head and put his shorts back on. Thanks man I needed that.” Okay I guess we were done. I grabbed my clothes and he showed me to the door. As I was walking to the elevator I could feel a little cum start to run down my leg. When I got home I went to cleanup but instead used my fingers to wipe the cum off my legs then I licked them clean. Oh shit that tasted good. I stuck my fingers in my ass and started fingering myself. Every once in awhile I’d pull them out and stick them in my mouth. Didn’t take too long before I was shooting a huge load all over my chest which of course I promptly ate. I woke up the next morning and couldn’t believe what I’d done. This was not me at all. The next two weeks went by like normal or at least my old normal. I stayed away from breeding.zone; tried to stay busy so I’d stop thinking about the fact that I been fucked raw and liked it. With one week to go before my followup appointment I was acting like a caged animal. Even my friends wanted nothing to do with me. I had been avoiding those nasty stories because I was afraid they’d set me off again. A couple of days before Friday I couldn’t take it any longer. My normal safe porn just wasn’t doing anything for me anymore. I saw the condom and my dick would deflate. I opened up the site again and went right for the stories. I noticed the back room section and saw the bug chasing category. I know Chris said I wasn’t ready for those but honestly the general barebacking ones, as amazing as they were, just seemed like they were missing something. A little danger maybe. Before I knew it several hours had passed and I’d cum twice and was still hard. One thing I started to notice was a lot of the stories talked about receiving the gift or taking dirty loads. I started getting a little nervous wondering if the guy who breed me was actually poz since he kept saying here’s my gift. Fuck maybe Dr. Manning was right. At least it seemed like there were lots of guys out that felt the same way. I was really looking forward to Friday so I could talk to him about what I was going through. Thursday I received the reminder call from Matty and as soon as I saw the number come up on caller ID I started to get hard. “Hey cutie, just calling to make sure you’re good for tomorrow?” “Hi Matty. Oh yeah definitely looking forward to tomorrow. I have somethings I’d like to discuss with the doc.” “Don’t worry he’s made sure to leave plenty of time to take care of all your needs. Oh and it looks like he wants to do a check on your prostate so he’s asked that you make sure your totally cleaned out.” “Umm Okay. That’s an odd request but yes of course.” “Excellent! Trust me it will be a very positive visit I promise.” “Well you haven’t lead my astray yet.” “You’ll be in very good hands. We’ll see you tomorrow stud.”

At least it wasn't a year for my next update, lol. A couple of hours later, I got a text from Carlos with a picture of Joey’s red abused hole with the caption “He still thinks he’s safe lol.” >>He asked if I came in him and I told him I just used a lot of lube lol >Fuck, looks like you really did a number on him >>Yeah my fingernail scratched him good on the inside too. This fuck should definitely take. >Fucker deserves it >>I asked him why he seemed upset. He told me about you. >Oh really? I’m surprised. >>Yeah, he opened up after opening up lol. Told me he knows you’re not satisfied always using condoms and is worried you’ll cheat and go raw with someone. I thought about that. If I hadn’t found out Joey was cheating, would I have eventually gotten frustrated enough that I would find someone to breed? >>I told him maybe he just needed to spice things up a little. Maybe a threesome would be enough to get you excited. >Fuck yeah. Did you nominate yourself? >>Of course, lol. He just doesn’t know how to bring it up to you. I told him I’m sure you’d jump at the chance, especially hearing how your night ended. >Well that and I know you, but he doesn’t need to know that >>Lol. Let’s hope it’s soon. ................................................................................. The next day I worked from home through the morning and Joey stopped by around noon with sandwiches for lunch. I wondered if he would bring up our little moment or if he’d ask about a threesome, but all through lunch he was quiet. I couldn’t take it, so I opened saying “So, about yesterday…." “I know it’s frustrating,” Joey interrupted me. “I know we’ve been monogamous for a long time; I just don’t feel right having unprotected sex. I’m really sorry that it bothers you.” While the apology was alright on its face, the bit about monogamy made me feel hurt for knowing the truth. I also felt twisted joy from knowing he wasn’t as protected as he thought he was. That sense of what I can only describe as evil grew within me to the point where I no longer cared that he was cheating. I just wanted his hole filled with poz cum. “I get how you feel,” I said firmly. “I just feel like things are getting a bit stale.” I hoped it didn’t feel like I was leading him to any conclusion. He seemed to take it as the right opening to bring up Carlos’ suggestion, though. “What if we brought in a third person to freshen things up, then. As long as we’re all safe, I think it might be fun.” I smiled. Outwardly, Joey seemed to be more at ease seeing that I was pleased he’d come up with a great idea. Inwardly, I felt that evil grow knowing he’d taken the bait yet again. My dick grew hard at the thought of knowing I would be there to see him get his ass filled with poz cum in person. “That sounds like a good idea. You think you can find someone for us?” I asked. I didn’t want to make it more complicated by appearing to want input. Grinning, I added, “I trust your judgement.” Joey looked contemplative as he wiped his mouth and hands with the napkin. “Well, do you want someone white, Latino, or even black?” he asked. I got up and walked over behind him, leaning my head into his ear as I ran my hands down his chest towards his thighs. “As I said, I trust your judgement, but I think I’d like to bring another Latino in just to see what two of us can do with a thick white boy like you.” He moaned a bit and I knew he was playing the scene out in his head. That would more than likely get him to contact Carlos. “I’ll see what I can do,” he blurted. “When were you thinking?” "As soon as we can, baby."

I've gotten in the habit of extending my perversions by chatting with fellow pervs over a few different video chat services, namely skype and tokbox. I was doing the very same one night, discussing the finer points of meth use and breeding, when I got an IM on one of the more mainstream hookup sites. This kid was 18...barely. He had just come home from some friend's party and was feeling rather horny. He was drunk, probably high (he mentioned liking xanax), and was in the mood to fuck. I gave him some directions, and he set out. While he was headed over, I chatted with my video buddies and hatched a plan. I would hide my webcam behind some debris on the tv table (where my media PC is connected) and fuck this kid on the couch. They would watch as I would attempt to breed him. For good measure, I put a glob of lube on the end table, crushed some meth up, and sprinkled it in the lube. I put the bottle next to this so I could grab lube or my special blend, if needed. The guy comes in, and he is as young as he says. 18, a thin 26-28 inch waist, and tall, about 6'2 or so. He's also as drunk as he sounded, maybe more so. Easy score, as far as I'm concerned. He drops to his knees and starts to blow me. I fuck his face hard, and he seems to enjoy it. My dick isn't huge, but it would choke anyone who wasn't used to deep throating, and this kid took it fairly well. We switched around sucking each other's dicks for a while, then I went down on his ass. He bent over the couch and moaned as my tounge fucked his hole open, making it slick enough that lube wouldn't have been needed. But I used some anyway. I reached over, and grabbed the bottom, pushed some on my fingers, and opened him up a bit more. I left the doctored lube alone for the time being. Sensing his readyness, I plunged my dick in his ass. He yelped and pulled away. I gave him a little time to relax, and took it a bit more slowly. He moaned some more and backed up on my raw dick. I fucked him for a about 10 minutes, and he decides he needs a break. I pull out, and he lays on the couch. He begins to suck on my dick, and I"m afraid I can't hold back much longer. He tells me he wants me to cum on his face, so I try to improvise as best as I can. I pull out of his mouth and spray his face, forcing him to close his eyes. I scoop some off of his face and chest and start to play wtih his hole some, pushing it deep inside. I may not have fucked my cum into his cunt, but at least it ended up there. Being the drunk kid that he was, I couldn't just run him out of my place, so I let him chill for a while. Things heated up again, and I sat on his dick (why do the skinny tall ones always have the monster cocks?) trying to coax a nut from him. No avail, he just can't cum. But, he's ready to get fucked agian. I bend him over again, and this time use the doctor'd lube on his ass. He moans as I finger him, but then he starts to change his pitch a bit. He mentions that his butt burns some. I tell him its probably the old lube I'm using, and that it will feel better when I'm fucking him. Which I promptly do. I line my head up with his hole and push in. He stops complaining, puts his head down in the cushions, and just takes my cock. I fuck him for about 5 minutes or so. He's obviously lost in pure pleasure. So am I. Before I realize it, I'm pumping my second load into, creaming his ass. He doesn't complain or say much of anything. I pull out and sit down, and he lays on the couch and very soon passes out. I let him sleep for about 30 minutes before deciding to toss him out, which took a bit of convincing. I guess I'm just too nice of a guy to be mean to someone. After he left, I turned back on the TV, expecing my tweaker buds to have moved on. But, as true tweakers are, they were waiting patiently for me to return so they could tell me just how awesome the view was. My only regret was that I didn't try to save the video feed. Its not too hard if you have the right software. I guess I'll have to try it all over again...

I was 19, later then most it sounds like. The guy was 27. HIV had just been discovered. I remember we played until he manuevered me on my side, he was laying behind me and keep fingering me and then just kind of replaced his finger with his cock. He was pretty thick and I remember I froze when it started to hurt, he stopped and let me get used to him before pressing forward. Took probably 10 good minutes for him to get his cock in me. After he loosened me up and fucking me pretty hard, I asked, "where are you going to cum." He didn't speak a word, but fucked me deeper for a just a few strokes after my question and stopped with his cock all of the way in me. It took me a minute to realize the pulsing feeling in my butt was him cumming. In retrospect it was the best answer possible. When I asked where was going to cum, he didn't speak a word but let his cock speak for him as he bred my hole.