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Two holes for me the other day. Fuck bud asked me if I wanted to cum over and breed his hole. Hell yes! I saw another bottom bud online and chatted him up. Turns out he is not that far from bottom guy #1 and agreed to meet me there. I checked with the hosting guy #1 and he thought it was a great idea. They could get into all kinds of positions and I could fuck them both. We all meet and start kissing and licking. Next thing I know, my cock is being sucked by both as they share my cock mouth to mouth and use their tongues beautifully! I was rock hard.. So were they. #1 said he wanted #2 to suck his cock and get him hard. So #2 gets on the bed and is ass up (OMG) and starts to suck. His ass is right there. I lick it a bit and get it wet. He #2 is moaning as #1 is shoving his dick in #2 mouth. I use spit for lube and slowly slide inside my bottom #2. That hole is so fucking incredible. I slide inside and go balls deep. I am fucking and pushing #2 head into the #1 dick. I shoot a load deep inside. I just couldn't hold back. #1 comes around and we change positions. #2 is sucking me and tasting his ass and my cum. #1 starts to fuck and he is so turned on. He is mostly bottom but boy did he pound that hole. #1 dumps a load deep inside and then asks #2 (with his 7c cock) to please fuck him. We all switch and #2 is fucking #1 and I'm getting sucked again. We switch positions again and #2 is fucking #1 but his ass is in front of me. I can't resist and I slide into #2 as he is fucking #1. We have a train going and it feels so fucking great! I push #2 down with my body weight and he is laying on #1 who is moaning loudly. I start to shoot and #2 is triggered and I can feel his hole clench down on my cock and squeeze as I'm cumming and he is also. He #2 shot a huge load. #1 tells #2 to sit on his face so he can taste my cum that I just shot! I catch my breath and stroke my cock as #1 is rimming #2. When they get up, I tell #1 to roll over and I get on top of his back and slide my dick inside. It is so moist and wet and warm. It doesn't take long before I cum again. This time I load up #1. All in all, I shot 4 loads gave #1 1 load (who I found out had a load already in him from another top before we arrived) and #2 three loads. So #1 ended up with 3 loads total, and #2 had 4 loads in him. We all agreed it was hot sex and want to schedule another get together in a few weeks!

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.

Part 1 This is a complete work of fiction and an intense story ease let me know if you like it and want more I started this as a way to help guys live out their dreams of becoming a poz slave but now it was 2040 and the government reinstalled the slave act to help the flow of income in the country. Now again I started this just to help guys become what they wanted but before it was just a kink now I have fully opened my slaving ranch for those who really wanted to be a real poz slave. My name is Eli and at 28 I bought a ranch in Florida thinking of making it as an animal breeder for horses and other animals. I had a vast amount of land to work with and much success in breeding trophy horses that would always win in competitions which made everyone want to buy a horse from me. This all made me a very rich man and when I heard that the government started slavery again I sold the animals I had to others and remodeled my ranch to a slave training and selling ranch. I put in the paperwork to the government to make it official and when they did my background check and saw my success in training animals they requested that my farm be the main slave headquarters in Florida to which they paid me handsomely to do and I was more than happy to accommodate with the only request that each and every slave that came through my property became HIV positive and that the only one that would make them as such was myself and they happily agreed to my terms. It's been two months now since the government started bringing slaves to my ranch after giving it a major makeover to house over 500 slaves at a time and business has been booming more than ever before. A government staff was in place to help groom the slaves and get them ready for the market. A building was built to house the staff of 200 so they didn't have to travel far from their work and there was a crop of slaves that took care of their home while at work too. I strolled in the pens taking in the inventory of the fresh slaves and I was happy to see that almost all of them were in prime condition ranging from 18 to about 30 years of age and modified in all different ways. I walked up to the closest pen to my left and looked at the chart on the wall. This slave named L742 was a 19 year old boy that was arrested for sexual assault on his highschool football teammates and it's future was already sold to be a castrated Nullo and used as a pleasure slave at a gay bathhouse it was just waiting for me to poz it. I looked into its eyes and saw nothing but anger that he was here hanging with it's arms and legs chained to posts spread out. It couldn't speak because of the gag in its mouth and I smiled at it and grabbed at my cock to let him know what was coming. I opened the pen and walked up to it and started to rub it's body. The years on the team did it's body well developing it's muscles giving it strong arms and legs with a nice six pack as well. I cupped it's balls and cock before they were going to be gone and gave them a nice squeeze causing it to jerk and moan in pain. It made me smile and I slapped them for good measure. I got behind L742 and whispered in his ear "if you like to assault others just wait until you get assaulted by real men". I started to take my clothes off and walked in front of L742 and let it see what was about to happen. At 6ft I was strong and muscular just like it was and after years of taking care of animals and working out I was more muscular that it was but what I really wanted him to see was my 12 inch cock with my large PA and heavy balls full of poz cum. Its eyes were wide with fear and it started to pull on it's restraints more causing me to chuckle. "That's right slave this is about to go into that ass of yours multiple times until my big takes effect in you and with how viral my load is it will probably take effect right away then you will be modified and sent to your new home to please real men". I went back around to it's ass and spread it's ass and went right in with no lube because I wanted to make sure to tear its ass and let my swimmers do their job. L742 screamed so loudly in his gag it made his ass clamp down and my cock twitch inside him. The sounds attracted some nearby workers and they applauded me as I broke in this new slave. I was happy with the attention I was getting and took out the gag to really here it scream. I pulled all the way out resting my PA right at its hole and dove right back in it in one plunge emitting more screams as it yelled calling me a sick fag and to get out of its ass. I grabbed him it by the throat and pulled it close and said to it that it was the fag now and it needs to know it's place. I kept plowing its ass for a good while and I knew it was getting close to shooting it's last neg load and last load forever I called to one of the workers and they brought the cup to collect it's last load. Its ass clamped down so hard when it came it made me shoot my viral load up it's chute at the same time. I shook for a bit as I felt my cock start to soften and I pulled out and inserted a metal butt plug that was hanging in the pen. It had small barbs on it to ensure it was in pain and that it would keel all my poz cum in L742 as well. With it's last load shot we didn't wait any longer and the medical tray was wheeled in with the doctor ready to start the modifications to L742. As the pozzer everyone who is set to be nullowed gave me the honor of cutting it off. We had a special machine like a guillotine that would home down with an electric heated blade to cauterize the base so there's no bleeding. The machine was brought up in line with L742's cock and we made it hard again. L742 started to cry and beg for me not to cut off his dick but it knew it's fate. The workers who stopped by the pen to watch this started a countdown from 10. After 1 I pushed the button of the machine bringing the blade down quickly causing L742 to scream so loudly and so much that it then passed out from the pain. A few hours later L742 woke up and saw he was fully modified now with his number tattooed on his arm and chest as well as branded on his ass, balls removed and it looked down at where it's cock should be and saw a metal straw for it to piss from. It looked around and saw it was in a lodging truck and saw my face as I closed the door leaving it with me to remember before total darkness. More to cum

This is the first part of my first story, so please leave feedback and enjoy! I'm not a native english speaker, so please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes. Disclaimer: Everything in this story is fictional! This story contains mention of initial non-consent (turning into consent at the end), bareback sex, risky behavior and possible transmission of STIs (aka bugchasing). ========== The Sleazy Bathhouse Owner / Part 1 *** I've never thought of myself as a slut. To be honest, I only had a few sexual encounters in my life, namely a few guys I fucked or sucked off while I was in college. I recently finished my masters degree and got a decent job and my own apartment. I wouldn't call myself hot, but I've been told I look decent. Not to thin, some defined muscles from going to the gym occasionally, and a nice bubble butt. Recently I've been feeling increasingly horny in the evening, when I was home alone. Usually I just jerk off to some porn, but last night on my walk back home from work I noticed a run down bathhouse just a few blocks away from my apartment. I was so horned up from working until midnight that I just couldn't resist the urge to at least have a look around. What's the worst thing that could happen? I can look after myself and I've got some decent muscles from my workouts. I entered the rusty front door that was only lit by a dim street light nearby. As I entered I saw a small front desk and a guy behind it that was folding up towels. "Ah, come on in! You new here?", he asked. "Uhm... yeah. Just wanting to see whats going on, maybe visiting the steam room to relax." I felt like my voice sounded nervous, because I kind of was. "Since you're new here it's half price! Here is your towel. You're not allowed to wear anything else in the sauna area or the steam room. Socks, jockstraps and shoes are allowed in the cruising area only... some guys are into that. Lockers are just down that hallway." He pointed to a dimly lit corridor. I headed straight to the lockers and undressed quickly, not wanting to violate the no-clothes-rule. A few naked guys walked past me. One of them caught my eye as it was a nice surfer dude with long brown hair and a dirty grin on his face. He was clearly having a great time as his towel was lifted by an enormous erection. "Hey fuckboy! I bet we will see each other later!" Fuck, I couldn't say anything and instead just nervously wrapped myself in my towel and headed further down the hallway to see what the rest of the bathhouse looked like. There was a small but nice bar area where some guys where having a drink. I was surprised by the amount of good looking guys here, as I could have sworn I read somewhere that this place was full of nasty old men. I went on to discover a huge labyrinth of shady twisting corridors with plenty of opportunities to sneak into a corner and have sex. I heard some distant moaning, but decided to check out the steam room instead. The moment I had my hand on the door to the steam room, a pair of strong hands grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth. "Don't scream boy! I've watched you since you arrived here. You got just the perfect ass for Ben, come with me!" He dragged me away from the steam room into one of the many twisted corridors that were barely lit by the light coming from the bar area. I tried to get out of his grip, but damn he was strong. His hairy arms and big hands held one arm behind my back and the other hand covered my mouth. He pushed me forward into the darkness... After a few turns he shoved me into a larger room with some couches and a table in the middle. It was illuminated just by some red lights. I could see several men sitting on the couch and standing in the corners. Fuck, what have I gotten myself into? "That's a sweet boy! Brought us some fresh meat, huh?", a voice said, coming from one of the men. "I just wanted to check out this place. Who are you?", I asked. The voice laughed. "I'm Ben, the owner of this place, and these are my friends." One of the men stood up and pointed around to the other men. "We actually keep looking for boys like you that find their way to this establishment. Trevor, the guy that brought you here, brings possible candidates here for further... inspection." I looked around to see what Travor looked like, only to meet eyes with the surfer dude I met earlier. His long brown hair flowing around his shoulders. He was completely naked, and his semi-hard nine inch uncut cock was hanging between his legs. My cock twitched at the sight of him. He was so hot! "Told you we would see each other," he said with the same dirty grin on his face. Ben came a few steps closer. "I see you like Travor! Ready to take his cock?" "Fuck yes!" I said quickly. "There is only one thing you should know: We are not going to use any condoms. This is a strictly bareback area. Additionally, you have been chosen by us, so you won't have a choice. Now that you have entered this room, you will get fucked and bred by all of us!" The men cheered in agreement and Travor slapped my ass through my towel. I was just in a state of shock. Not knowing what to do I tried to turn and get the hell out of here, but Travor just wrapped his strong arms around me and and kissed me. I wanted to escape, but I also wanted to melt into Trevors arms. His lips tasted so good and he was such a good kisser. Besides, I wouldn't have a chance getting myself out of his arms he wouldn't let me. Travor reached down and pulled on my towel, which he just dropped to the floor. "I'm gonna be gentle... at first! Just let this happen, you'll like it, I promise!" My mind raced with thoughts: Will I be able to take him? Will I be able to take that many cock tonight? Normally I only play safe, but these guys are not going to use condoms. Fuck, I didn't want to be barebacked by a room full of sleazy strangers in a run down bathhouse! Apparently, I had no choice, because Travor turned me around and pushed me towards the table. He pushed me down so I was bent over the table, exposing my hole to him. The rest of the guys gathered around the table, stroking their cocks to get them hard. I have no clue how many there were, but there were guys of any age and shape there: big muscular daddies, thin older guys, and some younger twinkish dudes, too. Travor spat on his cock and I could feel him aligning it to my hole. Damn, he is gonna fuck me bareback. Part of me wanted this cock inside me raw, but the fear was overwhelming, too. I didn't wanna be a sleazy bareback slut! "Please, stop! At least, use a condom!" Some guys in the crowd laughed. Ben stepped in front of the table so I could see him and shook his head. "No boy, you are gonna take our loads and there is no way out of this!" With this, Travor thrusted forward and entered my tight hole. It hurt so much, because my hole got violently stretched beyond its limit. I screamed but the guys around me began to cheer and Ben took my face into his hand. "Stop screaming, boy, or this will be even more unpleasent for you as it already is!" Actually, the pain quickly went away and all I felt was pure pleasure from his bare cock in my hole. Maybe this is what I am supposed to be: a bareback cum slut? All I know is that his raw cock feels so good! I began moving into his thrusts, which made his balls slap agains my ass. This was so good! I'm gonna take all of their loads tonight! This nine inch cock did something to me mentally. I wanted this now. I wanted to be filled and used by them. Fuck yes, this was going to be a long, rough night... ========== To be continued...

Newly single as of Monday when the BF of about 2 years moved away. Shrink said I should take things slow, maybe stay off the apps, then find a new Relationship. Truth is I was/am pissed that a job was worth more than me, so although I was literally honest about no apps, I wasted no time at the gym, showering after every work out, getting attention for my big uncut dick, and plotting. Sure enough last night I knew I had hooked a 40-something, 6-foot plus beefy ginger guy I'd eyed many times before. Pretty sure he works out with a boyfriend often but his eye contact in the showers and the fact that he came right up to me when I was hanging out, reading my in the lobby afterward meant it was easy to get him to follow me home. Soon as we're in the door his hand is on my dick through my short and it turns me on when I push this big guy down to his knees--I'm maybe 5'8"--and he's struggling to get my cock out and swallow it less than 10 seconds after we enter the apartment. I'm feeling angry and mean--not because of him, but hey, he's followed me home because he wants something from me--so I say, "Does your boyfriend know you like to get fucked raw by big uncut cocks?" And he startles but doesn't stop sucking my cock. And that's when I knew he was gonna take my load, which he was begging for 10 minutes later, And afterward there was no hesitation when he cleaned my cummy cock off with his mouth. And I felt so fucking good to be doing this again!

About two weeks ago I had to head out of town to do some work at an amazon warehouse for a week. Mechanical tech, nothing amazing, but the one horse town I was in had a "gay friendly" bar and grill and the motel I was in had no working cable so I made my way there for a sandwich after work. The day ran a little late and it was midweek so I was basically the only customer. The bartender was a stocky black bear with a sort of grating effeminate voice that didn't really match his demeanor at all, and the bar was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I mentioned it, and he said he couldn't do anything because a power outage had messed up the sound system. Bored and not in the mood to hear the pacman machine anymore I offered to help and basically just turned the amps back on which made me a legend because this had gone on for nearly four days. The kitchen had closed an hour ago but the fry cook was just packing up and fembear insisted he could get me at least some chicken strips and fries so I hung around and ordered a beer. Twenty minutes later and a curly haired average looking skinny guy with blue fingernails came out with a plate of food gushing praise because he was going insane without any music. This guy looked twenty something and nothing special but he had an absolute dump truck ass that made my cock jump. He clocked out, sat next to me and ordered a drink. So one beer turned into three and the guy was actually a decent conversation. Some cringy parts about living with his mom and wanting to get out or get an amazon job, but whatever. He'd get up occasionally to change the music and I'd get another look at that delicious ass. Seriously, this guy was getting me hard and not even trying but I'm dating a guy back home, trying to make things exclusive and work out this time so I didn't really make moves and instead went to take a piss. Im convinced small town bars pawn their bathroom fixtures for cash because this one was missing dividers and the urinals were obviously a contractor special placed wherever a plumber could sawzall the wall, which was close. In walks fry man, stands next to me, and Im so close I can literally feel his body heat. He smells like axe body spray, onions and kitchen grease and I'm politely staring at the ceiling until I hear the softest "you have a niiiice cock." I give a halfhearted smile and a thanks, pack up and start washing my hands when I catch just the top half of that amazing ass peeking out of his jeans. Being a bit tipsy I turn around to get a better view and he catches me. He asks if I wanna see it and before he even finishes the sentence hes already slipped his jeans down, no underwear, and I'm looking at a completely hairless grade A bubble butt with nothing to say, which is enough to give him a shit eating grin and a "yeah you do daddy." I'm masculine but definitely don't consider myself a daddy at all. A few minutes later and hes fished my dick back out of my pants and I'm pawing away at his cheeks while hes stroking me. Hes right on my neck, licking and kissing and whispering 'yeah daddy' and i cant even tell if its the beer or just lust making me dizzy. Eventually the sound of a pile of bottles crashing into the trash brings me back to a shitty bathroom fondling some equally trashy rando. I tell him I'm dating somebody, tuck my dribbling hardon back in my pants and give a half hearted sorry but he licks my pre off his palm and tells me I haven't even seen his hole yet. he jumps around, grabs his ass, and looks over his shoulder for my reaction which was just a quiet stare while he winks it and eggs me on to touch it. Against my better instinct, and like a fucking zombie I dragged my fingers up and down a few times and remembered just how much I missed warm boyhole I guess. I don't even remember what happened next but i mashed my face into him and devoured it. Not even playfully, I was sucking and slurping him like a bowl of ramen. I could actually hear my tongue every time I pushed it up his ass and the whole time hes a complete whore about it. Verbal stuff like 'eat it all up daddy.' Again, the sound of the trash, and I gave it one last smooch before I smacked his ass and told him I had to go. The protesting continued. No daddy, come on daddy, the guy popped open my fly and yanked down my zipper like they were his pants and I was actually pretty embarrassed at the slimy mess of precum I'd filled my briefs with. More soft little yeah daddy's until he was long stroking me with one hand and jerking my pants down with the other pretty violently. This was already way out of the realm of what I came in for and I kept trying to back out of his grip. At some point my heels caught on something and I fell backward onto the toilet seat. We both sort of laughed, and I assumed he got the hint but he just moved in closer, spit in his hand and kept working my dick like a fiend. For about a minute it was just my leaking dick and his fist flying up and down. I remember staring at his little blue fingernails and listening to him talking dirty under his breath, stuff like big fat daddycock or encouraging me to just let him stroke it. At this point I sort of gave up, I was close anyway and a handjob wasn't gonna ruin my relationship. Eventually he backs off, but that's just so he can step out of his pants and pull out a tube of cherry ChapStick which was definitely unexpected. He then twists up about a half inch of it, breaks it off, and starts mashing it in his fingers before reaching back and rubbing it into his asshole and honestly I was lost for words. I'm not much for kink and I'm trying to piece together whats happening and while hes doing this he reaches forward with his other hand to jack me off again playing with his ass, and dirty talking me. Again, I'm pretty close and I kinda just want the whole thing done with. Just as I'm about to shower this guy in jizz he blurts out 'don't cum' in the most accusatory tone for some reason. He then takes two steps over my lap and I suddenly realize this white trash guy was lubing up for a fuck. He manages to get my dickhead between his thick cheeks before I jump back and remind him ive got a boyfriend and we don't even have a condom. At the same time his ass feels really nice, slick and smooth, and its pretty obvious I like it. I don't want to raw fuck this guy but hes making every excuse to keep my dick where its at, telling me I'm not inside him, telling me my fat daddycock feels good, rolling his hips around and making sure to work my dick head. Eventually he gets a rhythm going and starts jerking off. Hes back to encouraging menso I'm starting to accept this sort of outer course thing thats happening, like we established a boundary. No big deal, just let this dude cum and were done. Eventually I'm pretty complacent and just enjoying the tease when he looks at me, arches his back a little and let's out an 'oops daddy.' I cant tell if hes being honest or not because I absolutely felt my dickhead push into him for a split second but hes still going, more dirty talk just keeps coming and its pretty hot. Then it happens again. no oops just a sigh and its obvious we don't have boundaries understood because I actually heard my dickhead pop out of his ChapStick coated asshole this time. Part of me was ashamed I was doing this but the feeling of this guys hairless asshole sucking the head of my dick was literal heaven. He started asking if I liked his hole and again, my cockhead squeezes back in and out of him. At this point I figured we were fucking whether or not I had a relationship so I waved to the dispenser on the wall and told him pretty seriously we need a condom. I asked a couple more times but at this point he has my dick head inside him and hes squeezing it and teasing it, telling me to keep going and pull it back out when I'm going to shoot and I can't think of any excuses. Two or three more plunges and Eventually hes just riding me, hands on my shoulders. I remember the trashy smell of cherry ChapStick and listening to him tell me how I wanted to blow my load into him. I was completely lost buried in this guys guts. He was tight, but I could tell he probably fucked a lot since he was hairless and had a beautiful ass. the dirty talk was pretty raunchy at this point. he'd pull all the way out and back in hands free with occasional little farts saying stuff like 'look at that fat fucking cock' and 'stretch it open daddy' True to his word he did let me pull it out and blast about a gallon of jizz on his ass, but after he climbed off he sat back down on me and bounced around for about a minute just whispering 'drain your fat daddycock.' Post nut clarity, I awkwardly cashed out and drove back to the motel and avoided the place for the rest of the trip. I'm almost totally sure the bartender knew wtf we were doing.

So, traveling home this past weekend from camp, I pull into the rest stop to take a piss. I step out of my truck and a Twink, looks at me and grabs him junk thru his shorts. As he walks past me, he looks over his shoulder and licked his lips. Being the nasty guy, I am followed. when I got into the small, wooded area I walked right up to him and asked do you suck dick? He said Yes. So, my words were getting on your knees and suck my cock you like a good cock sucker. He was on it in an instant. once it was all wet and rock hard, I took over and told him stand up. When he did, I spun him around and ripped his shorts off. Bent him over spit on his hole and sank it to my balls in one thrust. I drilled in and out of him for a good 15 minutes. Before pumping him full of my hot seed. When I was done, I pulled out and told him to lick it clean. When I was happy with him cleaning my cock I spit in his face, then pissed on him before walking away. All the while he just stared into my eyes. If he wasn't a true Bitch he is now.

Part 19 I've heard about out-of-body experiences and how great they supposedly felt according to the people who've said they've had them. But I couldn't imagine anything feeling more euphoric and exquisite than the IN-body experience I was having there on that picnic table. Every inch of my body was tingling and every nerve in my brain and mind was trying to keep up with the increasing level of pleasure coursing through my whole being. My hard bare fuckmeat was enveloped by Kevin's warm wet silky manhole over and over again as he continued fucking himself up and down on my shaft. Occasionally he would tighten the muscles in his chute squeezing and caressing my dick, causing me to leak more and more precum inside him. He kept telling me he wasn't going to stop riding me until I shot my cum deep in his guts. I only hoped he wouldn't stop before then! At the same time Ryan was long-stroking his fat hard raw cock in and out of my wide-stretched hole. With every penetration I felt his heavy balls slap against my upturned sweaty asscheeks. I couldn't wait for those balls to draw up then begin shooting their thick load deep inside me, to mix with the loads from Drew and Kevin I'd already received today. I had been a total top and a virgin to anal sex when I arrived at the park earlier today. (How long ago was that?! Who the hell cares?!!) And now I couldn't get enough cock and cum in my ass. And I couldn't get enough of burying my dick balls deep in an ass! These two studs were doing all the work – Kevin fucking himself on my dick and Ryan fucking my hole with his dick. All I had to do was lay there and enjoy the erotic sensuality of it all. And I was definitely enjoying all of it! I was jacking Kevin's hard slick cock, still amazed that I had had the entire thing stuffing my ass not that long ago. So long and so thick. It turned me on more realizing I had taken it and enjoyed it. Just like I'd enjoyed Drew's cock and was now feeling additional pleasure from Ryan's cock, which wasn't quite as long as Kevin's but it was slightly thicker. “Hell yeah man!” Kevin's voice penetrated my thoughts. “Fuck me buddy! Your raw married cock is making my ass feel so fucking good! Can't wait for you to give me your seed!” I let go of Kevin's dick and ran my fingers and hands up across his abs to his pecs and nips. This prompted Kevin to straighten his position on my dick and raise his arms above his head, flexing his pecs. As I moved my hands and eyes over his torso I caught a glimpse of a drawing of some sort just below his left armpit. I hadn't seen his body from this angle before so I hadn't noticed it earlier today. I couldn't tell for sure but it looked kind of like a small scorpion. I didn't wonder about it more than a couple seconds, but it briefly reminded me of a day a few weeks ago when I had walked into my son Jeremy's room and he had some pictures of scorpions on his computer screen. I hadn't remembered that until just now. That memory was quickly dissolved as I felt Drew's tongue licking my ear then heard him whispering in it. “How you doing Daddy Justin? Feels great having your cock in a hot ass and having your own ass filled with cock at the same time, doesn't it?” he finished with a lusty chuckle. “Fuck yeah it does! I could never have imagined anything like this! This is fucking perfect!” As if on cue, Drew pushed the glass pipe between my lips and lit the flame, creating more of the fuck smoke I couldn't resist and didn't want to resist. As I blew out a second thick white cloud I heard Ryan yell out, “I'm going to cum Daddy Justin! I'm going to flood your hot spun ass with my tina cum! Tell me you want it!” “YES!” I practically screamed in need. “Cum in me, Ryan! Give me your tina cum and breed my greedy ass! My greedy cheating married daddy ass!” I felt Ryan slam one last time against my ass and felt his seed emptying into me. That sensation took me over the edge and I cried out to Kevin, “Here it cums man! Giving you a big load of my married cum just like I gave Drew and Ryan! Take it! Take it allllll!!” And my cum shot into Kevin's ass mixing with Ryan's. (to be continued)

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.

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

Same happened to me a couple of weeks ago,,he got me so spun and bitched me out and gave me G

Me too !!

Love to get between your legs and eat out your hole

I am always stunned when a hot twink wants to breed me. I am a middle aged bear with a lot of mileage so am always honored when a hot young stud gets hard seeing and using my hole for it's intended purpose.

Keeping this short, I'd say "Western" rather than "American". Two factors come to my mind that I believe are likely to be responsible for the difference between Western ideas on homosexuality and those in other countries: 1. Cultural values, and in particular those regarding family structure, which vary pretty strongly between what I might describe as "major cultural divisions of humanity". 2. Judeochristian ideas regarding family roles and sex. Between Moses and St. Paul, those are IMO pretty thoroughly fucked up. Not that others aren't, but the JC versions specifically are what "gay" and "queer" culture is in opposition to.

Twink or boomers,I don’t care about age. I care about a hard cock and whoever has the skill and experience to use it to maximum effect.

After a long pounding last week...

My original fuck buddies told me I should go back to a room, and just leave the door open. That sounded good to me. I paused at the exit of the maze when I saw a black man with a huge cock. I knelt down and sucked his cock for a second. I stood up and invited him to follow me. Back in my room I walked to the bed and assumed the position on my hands and knees. The black guy followed me in, and I told him to keep the door open. He was semi-hard, so I started sucking him. He had a bottle of poppers, and he offered me some. After a deep snort, I went to work getting him hard so he could fuck me. As his cock came alive in my mouth, I knew that I had found something special. After a couple of minutes of sucking, I pulled him out of my mouth and looked at his cock. It was huge. It was definitely the biggest cock I have ever seen in person - truly porn-quality dick. It was at least 10" long and thick as hell. It was perfectly straight and symmetrical. I asked him if I could ride it. He lay down on my bed and I straddled him. I made sure I was facing the door. There were 4 guys watching. As his cockhead entered my sphincter, I moaned. He was as hard as a rock. I hit the poppers, and sank as far down as I could on his cock. Slowly, I settled him further and further into my ass. He must have known the power of his cock, because he stayed perfectly still as I adjusted to this massive anal intrusion. Finally I had him all in my ass. It felt like his cock was running though my whole body. I started to rock back and forth. I swear I could feel every twitch, every vein, every millimeter of his dick. I asked the guys at the door what they were waiting for. I started sucking their cocks. Several were too excited to last very long. I swallowed three mouth loads; my head was spinning with lust being fucked by this giant black cock felt so well. Eventually my black top got tired of being underneath. He fucked me in every position possible. The crowd outside the door kept growing with guys stroking their cocks and watching me take this huge cock. Just then the stud was ready to cum. With a final plunge, he erupted in my ass. I felt 3 or 4 strong spurts in my ass, then a huge puddle of warmth deep in my ass. It was the most intense sexual encounter I have ever had. As he pulled his cock out of me, I felt a bunch of cum running out of my ass. My original fuck-buddies pushed to the front of the crowd. They had four guys with them. All had nice cocks. My friends gave me a gelatin capsule and told me to take it. I found out later that it contained more tina. "I want to take every cock that wants my ass," I announced to the crowd. That was all it took. Word must have gone out that I was fucking all cummers. I got fucked for hours. One of the best tops was an ugly, overweight, older man. He had the second biggest cock I had ever seen, and he was uncut. One of the guys in the room made a remark about even the troll was going to get some. I asked that guy to leave, and the "troll" fucked me for a long, long time. I made sure to beg him and every other guy for their cum. Eventually, everyone must have fucked me, because the crowd thinned and eventually I was left with my two original fuck buddies. I told them that I was having a great time, but the time on my room was almost up. They asked if I wanted to come home with them, so we could do it all again tomorrow. When was I going to get a better offer than that?

FYI if you object to interracial role play this is not for you... Got the roughest bbc I've ever had yesterday. This dude hit me up on sniffies...was about 6'1, lean, 23yo, and said he was hung. I was cleaned out and looking for dick so I had him come over. He ended up having one of the longest dicks I've ever encountered...not the thickest but super long and nearly 11 hard... He gave me some rough deepthroat for a while but when I told him he should start fucking me he got serious for a moment and told me clearly that he fucks rough and that it takes him a while to cum. Said specifically he likes to go hard on white guys and told me if I wanted to back out he wouldn't be pissed cuz he didn't want to stop midway through. I almost laughed and said I'd have no problem...which I soon found out was misplaced confidence. Ended up power fucking me nearly nonstop for a bit over an hour...after about 20 minutes I started to have some trouble taking it, and at nearly 40 it almost became unbearable given how deep he was getting. At that point I started to nearly fall off the bed but he held me down and proceeded to fuck even harder, which only ended up making me piss the bed. That was pretty much the only break I got cuz he then ripped off my jock, which was soaked in piss, and shoved it in my mouth to muffle me. For the next 20 minutes or so I tried my best not to pass out several times till he eventually shot in me. Ultimately maybe the most intense fuck I've ever had. One of the first in recent memory where it actually lacked pleasure for me but where I kept going out of a need to please such a young dominant alpha. Plus the feeling of being rearranged inside, while uncomfortable, gave me an intense satisfaction.

My name is Tyler. I'm am a 20 year old gay college kid. Since I don't have a lot of money, I'm home for the summer in Texas. Not only do I not have to pay rent, but my uncle runs a construction business and as a favor to my dad, he's letting me work there to earn some cash. The problem is, I'm not exactly that useful on a construction site. I'm skinny and can barely lift a hammer. It's also hot as hell and I can't stand to be outside very long at a time. I don't exactly look the part of a construction worker either. I'm short, dirty blonde hair, diamond studs in my ears, and two chains around my neck. My clothes are tight and leave little to the imagination. But since my uncle promised me a job, he finds something for me to do: support the workers. You see, he hires a lot of these big, strong Mexican guys to come over the border for a few months. He says they're the best workers and they never complain about the heat. He pays them well and they stay in motels while the construction projects are going on. My uncle told me that my job is to help these guys out. If they ask for something, I give it to them. This is a challenge because many of them don't speak English, but we find ways to communicate for things like food, water, etc. While the job is going okay, it's not that exciting. I spend a lot of my time in the air conditioned trailer while these guys work their asses off in the summer Texas heat. After a couple of weeks, it seems like the guys are starting to get depressed. They are still working hard but something is wrong. My uncle notices too and instructs me to fix the problem. After all, keeping them happy is my job. I notice Luis, one of the guys who speaks English decently, sitting alone in the trailer on a break. So I join him and start a conversation. It takes some prying, but I get him to admit what is bothering the guys: they are lonely. They're here working long days and not seeing their girlfriends and wives. But missing their faces isn't the real issue. When I suggest FaceTiming their women every day, Luis says that wouldn't solve the problem. Bottom line: these men are horny. They haven't had any sex since crossing the border, unless you count their hands. Hmm. This challenge will be harder than finding them food and drinks. What am I supposed to do? Hire some hookers? That would be expensive and illegal. If only they were gay, I'd help them out myself. I have a thing for the strong masculine type. I text my college friend Hector about the problem. He's gay like me but also Hispanic. After beating around the bush, he comes out and says it: I should let them use me. Hector knows I'm always horny for cock, so why not? Hector tells me something I didn't know: in Mexican culture, it's not considered gay to fuck or be sucked by a man. Only the man taking the cock is considered gay. Luis is still breaking alone in the trailer. It's time to test what Hector told me. I get down on my knees and climb under the table Luis is sitting at. He hasn't noticed because he is scrolling through his phone. He nearly jumps out of his seat when my hands begin to massage his crotch. He quickly looks down and smiles with approval. It takes mere seconds for his cock to grow rock hard. I am afraid his jeans are going to burst open. I gently unbutton and unzip his jeans. I am shocked when his massive meat springs out. No underwear! I put my face near his crotch and soak it all in. His cock is big and thick, attached to two meaty balls that are surely full of cum. He smells like a combination of testosterone and sweat. Luis' hands reach under the table. One grabs his meat and the other pushes the back of my head toward it. I know what to do. Since he only has a few minutes left in his break, there is no time to waste. I put my mouth around his cock head and begin sucking him down, inch by inch. He moans and says some things under his breath. I can't make it all out, but I hear "white whore" at some point. I bob my head up and down as his breathing and moaning pick up. He pushes my head all the way down on his cock. Then he lets out a roar as his cum begins splashing the back of my throat. I swallow every drop and continued to suck him until he goes soft and removes his hand from my head. He fastens his jeans, stands up, nods, and heads out the door. I smile and climb back to my feet.

I forget to hydrate way too often to hydrate and pay for it in the following few days, especially with my voice.

Some of my best memories! My favorite was a cute young cub at a gay campground. Led me into the woods, backed me into a tree for a snog. I crouched down to give a nice blow job and he let me know with his exploring finger which hole he really was hoping for. I stood, supported myself against the trunk. He slid in raw to give me a great ride and relieve himself of his copious young juices. Young and anonymous planted in my bodies favorite location! This is the true 'fountain of youth'.

Anytime!

I’ve always been a cheater. The best part is covering it up after I’ve come home with an Sti and have it to my bf. Time for a house party to get multiple random daddies to breed him. So easy to cover it up.

Been patiently waiting for slut daddy Justin’s real son, Jeremy, to enter the picture soon. Nice that Jeremy is scorpion curious.

Fuckin' 🥰ink~!🐷 ~! Please keep sharing your pix, and adventures. Pigs like you make visiting BZ the best part of my day. Thanks for your follow too. X🔱X

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.

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

In the past week, I got fucked by three different guys, all under 30. This morning, a new regular stopped by for a pump n dump. He can't be more than 25 or 26, glasses, kind of nerdy with a big fat cut one. Even with a quickie, he has technique. The strokes, the rhythm are very skilled. And the loads are humongous and tasty. While I'm not complaining about 3 fucks, all regulars, under 30, I would have loved more dick from guys in their 40s or 50s. Aesthetically, I find my age group sexier. I enjoy young dick and the bigger multiple loads, but they aren't usually my first choice.

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.

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it has been so long since I posted here. Since last I posted I’ve had a car accident, been accused of taking pics of a boy in a public restroom, nearly lost my job, started a new teaching job, was assaulted by a student, went to the hospital, found out tat my immune system is trashed, and I am negative for every STI/STD including HIV. Not a good first half of 2023. Oh, and I’ve picked up a drug habit too. But…. Last Sunday I was at my favorite park n ride smoking my stuff and watching porn when a smoking hot bl/bl fit boy pulls up next to me, gets out of his car, stops by mine and fondles my cock then heads into the woods. Don’t have to ask me twice. I grabbed my poppers and headed in after him. He was about 50 yards in stroking a 7 cut cock hard as only teen cock can get. He wanted head. I huffed my poppers and got on my knees. His crotch smelled like heaven. His cock slid into my mouth. I worked it fast and slow, deep and shallow. He talked dirty. “Suck that cock, faggot.” He moaned. I worked it into my throat and he grabbed the back of my head and piston-fucked my face calling me a dirty cheating whore, a faggot. Said he hoped I would get AIDS and die. He grabbed handfuls of my hairs and shoved his cock into my throat, unloading shot after shot of cum directly into my throat. When he pulled out I tasted his sweet boy cream. He shook his softening cock at my face and unloaded a stream of piss at my mouth then all over my chest. He placed his foot on my chest and pushed me over as he zipped up. He looked down on me with contempt, spit on me and called me a “pathetic piece of shit.” I didn’t care. I’m 63, disabled, and just sucked a hot as fuck legal teen. Bring it baby.

It's been big in Portland for the entire 16 years I've lived here. I hadn't really encountered it before I moved here, and still haven't seen it much anywhere else in my travels.

CODA TO CHAPTER TWO: Four hours later I was back in my apartment, lying on top of my bed, more horned up than I'd ever been having taken a couple loads and having been slammed for the first time. Even though it was 4 AM in Los Angeles, I let my tweaked brain convince me to text Manny. "Hey. Sorry about earlier. My phone died. Call me when you see this." In two seconds my phone was ringing. "Hey" he said. He sounded like a high person trying to sound sleepy. "How are you? You're up early." "Oh. Yeah. Well..." I was afraid to admit what I'd done. Cause he had been so adamant about us only partying together and never partying apart. I let the silence hang between us. We both seemed to be listening to each other's breathing looking for clues. I started touching myself as I slowly reached over to the nightstand to quietly grab my pipe and torch. My cock got hard. "I wonder whether either one of us has slept," I said. I heard him moan. And the faint sound of porn in the background. "The thing is, Manny. I know you had a really strong argument for us not partying on our own..." "I did." he said, a little breathless. "But I have to admit to you.... Sometimes I just. I mean, don't you ever feel like you just have to load the pipe and smoke a little?" And with that I lit the torch and did the quietest big hit I could. He probably would not have heard any evidence of it had he not asked me a question which I chose to answer as I was exhaling the huge white plume of meth smoke. "Yeah. As a matter of fact, I am right now." And then I brought the torch closer to let him hear it all as I heard him moaning "Oh fuck" followed by his own torch and smoking. Then without either one of us taking our hands off our engorged pricks, he made his heartfelt confession. But it was both a confession and a huge pornographic trigger for us both. And he knew it would be. "I feel terrible telling you this. But I got high alone yesterday and I fucked the teenage kid who lives above us." I was dripping like a faucet now. "Had he ever done drugs before?" "NO. His mother's a recovering heroin addict and his father is an alcoholic so he's always stayed away from drugs. But he asked me about it after seeing me carrying a water bong into the apartment and as soon as I saw his Mom leave for the night shift at the hospital I was up there like a sick [banned word] that I am, getting hard thinking of of how I was going to bring hi over to the dark side." "Donn't beat yourself up. You couldn't help it. You were high." There was a long pause. "Are you high now? Yeah. But not enouh. And we both smoked deep as he stroked his cock and I stroked mine. Before he hung up I could swear I heard the words "Fill me with your poz cum" from the porn he was watching but I decided not to ask him about it. When I hung up, I got back on Grindr and within 15 min. was letting in some guy I wasn't all that attracted to but who promised to get me higher than I'd ever been.

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.

I have been in the Fair back room many times. It's a lot of fun leaving with a load or giving one to a total stranger.

A few trends I've noticed: Guys who go to a cruise/fetish party and are too glued to their phones to notice guys in the same room. The invention and rise of online "Cash Masters" in the last few years. The thing with the dog hoods and pretending to be a puppy. Traditional Skinhead and Leather scene getting smaller and very few younger guys getting into it. Fetishgear becoming fashion and label brand oriented for twinks rather than into it for fetish (Looking at you, Mr Reigellio) Although viagra and others are more readily available more and more guys in darkrooms etc. who can't get it up I guess because of illegal drugs. Bareback is no longer a USP/differentiator. Increasing numbers of different ads (5+ sometimes) on BBRT for different guys doing the cum-dump thing on the same Saturday in what is becoming known as the cum-dump hotel in London. It's not all bad though. Some of the above is just effects of the changing landscape we live in evolving.

How would anyone here know whether you personally would or would not like something? You’re asking unanswerable questions here - should you do this? Will you like it? No one here can answer those questions. No one here can make the decision about what is right for you. That’s for you to do. If you find yourself too indecisive or timid to make that choice, we can’t help you. If you simply need more information, we may be of some assistance. Men have bareback sex because, in the opinion of many, the sensation of naked flesh against naked flesh in intercourse is superior to that in which a protective barrier is used. The reasons for this are fairly obvious, having to do with the properties of skin in direct contact with moisture, warmth, and the small electrical charges of the skin. The exchange of bodily fluid, and semen in particular, transfers a number of chemicals that stimulate the reward centers of the brain; a condom prevents this transfer. In short, most feel that bareback sex is an amplified sensual experience. Bareback sex is not safe, however, and it cannot be made entirely safe. There will always be an element of risk. Whether you are able to tolerate that risk at some level will determine the degree to which you can experience sex bareback. Specifically, you will be at risk of contracting any of several sexually transmitted diseases/infections (STD/STI). Among these are gonorrhea, chlamydia, syphilis, hepatitis A, B, and C, human papilloma virus (HPV), herpes, monkeypox, and of course, HIV. Some of these are curable, some are not. Some are preventable (to a finite degree) with immunization or prophylactic medication, some are not. You cannot, for example, take a pill or shot to prevent you from getting gono. The prevention is fucking with a barrier, or not fucking the infected person. This is a site full of men who have opted to take the risk, and many of us have paid a price. Stories about coping with STDs are common. There are also narratives, like my own, on living with the worst outcomes. Barebacking isn’t a boy’s game, it’s a man’s option. Shit can get real in a hurry. Only you can decide whether the risk of disease is too high a price to pay for increased sensory pleasure. The risk can be significantly reduced, and you may decide that the odds become favorable enough that you’re willing to roll the dice. But don’t ask us if you should roll them. You’re a man. Make your own decisions about your own body.

The Prince Stokes Andy’s Fire Andy was on the fuck platform again, his legs hog tied into a squat, his ass perfectly out, and held in place again by a tight cord leading from his balls along his striped back to his collar. He swayed and groaned, moving his torso slightly to accommodate the big tool pounding his open asshole from below. His big cock, now shrunken because of the drugs, dribbled and squirted a near constant flow of fluids: precome, piss, and sometimes after he’d had an especially long anal orgasm, a tiny spurt of semen. His chest was arched out just slightly, the weights pulling down the chain between the titclamps biting into his sore nipples, clinking softly as he moved. His hands were overhead, palms out, attached to a stiff board. His eyes were closed in a combination of ecstasy and total submission. Prince Zaid was sitting in a chair close behind him, admiring the view. He’d taken time to position the boy in a position of abject and absolute submission, his spine aligned above his hole so that the fuck machine could have the smoothest access to his colon. The Prince made a slight adjustment to the panel, and switched the speed up slightly. He stroked his cock lazily, and smiled with satisfaction in his eyes, his desire for Andy was intense, but they were in the slow ending of the three-day session. The prince had worked Andy’s hole several more of the ridged electrified toys. The prince hadn’t claimed much more depth—he wanted to save that for later—but he did stretch Andy’s hole wider, skipping sizes as the little butt slut begged to be used. He did the same program over and over, making the boy fuck himself with throbbing voltage while steadily increasing the intensity, and then delivering harsh high pulses that always caused some screaming at first before ending in him rounding his hips and trying to push the toy deeper. Finally, he would disconnect the line and use the toy as a regular dildo, getting harder and rougher and moving the toy around until he was satisfied the boy’s hole was soft and squelching around the big cock. Andy became increasingly animalistic, his body and ass begging for abuse. The prince would increase the fuck for a while, but sometime he would stop and slap the boy. “Who’s fucking you, slave?” The prince would demand. “You are master, you are, hurt me more.” Andy would beg in reply. When the prince had worked the boys ass open with a toy whose base was a bit bigger than both of the prince’s balled fists together, he used it to punch fuck Andy’s ass. Sliding it in and out hard, Andy’s hole loose and open around the giant tool. He stopped and shifted the toy directly into the center of Andy’s colon and pushed, the toy’s base starting to enter Andy’s hole. Andy, still far gone but 1000% focused on his hole, groaned and went slightly rigid in the universal action of those who’ve just had their hole opened deeper in a new place. The prince nodded and smiled, “I thought you’d like it if I took you there,” and then pushed the huge toy until the boy's hole closed around and over the base, claiming another half inch of his pig slave's sloppy tunnel. It was time for the very last toy. Earlier, the Prince had moved the fuck tower into the gyno room from where it had been in the largest room of the dungeon—it had a little steering wheel as it was adapted from a small warehouse lift—because he knew the kid would be pretty blown and it would make it easier to get him on it. He’d also set up the fuck machine, but had waited to see what toy to use—he had wanted to asses things and choose a memorable option. He loved fisting a boy as the boy squatted his ass down. It was a great position for deep fisting and one often used when the top wanted his sub to fist himself down on his master’s hands and arm. And fuck the boy had looked so hot, bound and his muscles showcased perfectly by the princes ropework. Having seen the big toy disappear up Andy’s hole, the prince went to select a larger toy. He walked past the ones he had laid out already on a table here in the gyno room—his original plan had been to choose a size of one of the giant numbed electrified dildos, part of the Jake's suite of customized toys. That plan had been to give Andy a fucking crazy deep ride with the huge ribbed tool building up to piston fucking him all while running the same electro program. That last act would end the assplay section of his training and for the next several days Andy and the prince would be in the bed together, recovering and having hot, very likely rough, but still pretty conventional sex. But Andy had not only taken several toys much larger than where the Prince had thought he’d be, he had also taken about double the expected depth and seemed ready for more. So, the prince changed plans. He was going to slow things down, give Andy’s hot muscle hole a different kind of fuck and then he was going to keep using him, slowly, in his bathhouse area for at least another night. The Prince headed into his general storage and found the bin he was looking for. First, two of the largest black rubber inflatables. These were mammoth toys soft and grew in width several inches as they inflated, although they barely grew in length. Each featured a huge slightly firm head with a massive glans, then a long veined shaft that got progressive wider until an inflatable anal bead that inflated several inches wider still ended in a small flexible tube that went to a hand inflater. He then sought the main dildos he was here for. They were commercial dildos, called the Ogre series, and he had all of the sizes plus some custom ones he’d special-ordered from the manufacturer. They were huge toys, very heavy, and designed primarily as stretching tools. He pulled the two largest commercial ones out. The XXL was 10 inches of circumference at the top and then expanded to 14 inches at the base; it would enter 11 inches of Andy’s hole. The 3xl was 12 inches at the top and 17 inches at the bottom and entered the slut’s ass 14 inches deep. Then he reached into another bin and pulled out the custom set. The first two took the dimension of the 3xl but went into Andy’s ass 2 extra inches, keeping the base stretch the same diameter but it’s shape meant that the ass was stretched to the maximum width not just at the assring, but two inches inside as the hole closed around the mammoth two inch base. The four other ones after that added 2 inches to each dimension of the toy until it reached 20 inches wide at the top, 25 inches wide at the base, and would enter a hole 21 inches deep. Grinning at the thought of the boy groaning around these giant tools, he placed the heavy boxes onto his cart and headed back to his bathhouse. The Prince’s bathhouse was a popular feature of his dungeon in Aspen, especially during the private sex weekends he occasionally hosted at his estate. It was not large—two large private rooms equipped with some basic BDSM equipment, a cleaning and humiliation area that contained full toilets and a shower area. There was a small sauna and steam room. There was a glory hole and sex maze and of course a sling. During his parties it was fully staffed, with a full bar and bartender and entrance was limited to 4-6 hours per guest depending on the size of the party; tops could request that their bottom be allowed to stay longer if there was some gangbang or glory hole scene he wanted played out. Using the control panel, Prince Zaid turned on the lights and set the music to a low sleazy techno beat. He added the custom bathhouse sounds track he’d asked a music engineer—it was amazing how it could only be him and another person in one of the rooms but the ambiance was exactly like a sleazy European sex club. From the panel he set the bathhouse zone's aircon on fairly low, and turned on the sauna and the steam room. He then turned on all of the small tvs in all the rooms and around the space. Each played a different 48 hour video loop of BDSM sex and fisting porn. Their volumes were set at a permanently low level. He went to the largest of the rooms and pulled open the refrigerator to confirm that it was fully stocked as he’d commanded: a dozen bottles of different varieties of poppers was arrayed in a little tray on top next to several large balls of ice with little pockets of lube or Tina frozen throughout them. The other shelves contained beer, Gatorade, and water. The Prince turned to cabinets and shelves hidden behind the walls, and pulled out a set of cuffs, a blindfold, some rawhide strings, weighted leather ball sleeves in different weights, a couple of red jockstraps and a stack of small white gym towels and arrayed them on the shelf behind the bed. He then went to the toys section and pulled out titclamps, a spreader bar, several lengths of bondage rope, a small leather sleeve of ridged sounds, several different paddles, a ball gag, and several smaller whips. These were then arranged along the low shelf above the bed. Moving to the central shelving unit, he placed his palm on the panel and the hidden safe opened. He pulled out a small covered sterling tray with a sterling spoon with ten lines, each labeled neatly as either 1/8, 1/4, and 1/2. He set this down on his rolling table and then pulled out a small steel box which contained vials labeled either 1/8, 1/4, 1/2, 3/4 and then there were three vials labeled just 1. Reaching back on the safe’s upper shelf he pulled out a small bottle of Valium, one labeled Ambien, and then another small bottle filled with little blue tablets labeled Ibiza. The prince set the steel box down on the table and added the other bottle. The prince removed the lid from the tray and did a line labeled 1/8. Satisfied he was energized for this next phase, he slid the cover back on the tray and slid it into the top drawer of the little table, confirming as he did so the bottles of water, lube, and disinfectant as well as the new tub of silicone safe fisting cream underneath on the open shelf next to a small bucket. He glanced at the bed. Unlike bathhouse beds—usually an uncomfortable twin cot—this was a California king firm memory foam mattress, covered with black rubber sheets. Arranged on the bed were some pillows clearly for resting of the head, but also various pillows meant to raise or lower various parts of a man’s body. Prince Zaid surveyed the room, taking stock of where he placed everything, and pulled the cart behind him out into the hall. Stepping to one of the many concealed closets around the exterior, he entered his code on the keypad and opened the wall. The wall contained a large collection of commercial dildos. There were two long low plastic boxes marked, “Straightening tools.” He reached onto a shelf and pulled out a long cloth, which he placed on the rolling table. He opened the first box of about 25 dildos and arranged them on the rolling table by circumference. This set of dildos were nearly all either hard plastic, rubber, very firm silicone or stainless steel. Most featured a long and thin shaft—although at the largest sizes there were notable exceptions—and then had ridges, nubs, or flat plates ranging from 1/8 diameter to 10 inches in diameter. He then put another sheet on the bottom shelf and arrayed on it about 30 dildos made essentially of balls and stacked buttplugs, some with equally sized diameters, and others starting smaller and getting larger down the shaft. These toys ranged in size from 6 inches in diameter to 16 inches in diameter and were anywhere from 12 to 20 inches long, and all were of a type of semi firm silicone. Finally, the Prince pulled out two boxes: one labeled anal beads and the other labeled electrified anal beads and placed them on the carts. He then covered both shelves with a cloth and then the entire thing with a large white cloth that made it resemble a room service cart. He rolled the cart into the room he’d be using and pushed the cart into a dark corner. He then went behind a small wall behind the bar and pulled around a smaller version of the toolkit he kept in every room and wheeled it to the room and put it in another corner. He probably didn’t need it, but Prince Zaid hated to be unprepared. Sighing, thinking how fucking easier this would be if he weren’t a testing of a new boy and his staff could do all this shit, the Prince returned to where he had left Andy in the gyno room. The boy was clearly enjoying the new depth the big ridged toy provided him as his eyes were closed in ecstasy and his ass was sucking on the huge fake cock buried inside him. The prince reached inside with his fingers to grasp the tool and found that Andy had worked it in another 1/2, he grasped firm and pulled until the base of the toy was back outside the boy's hole. Andy then pushed his hips up as Prince Zaid pulled the toy slowly out. The prince then replaced the toy with the larger of the two inflatables, the semirigid toy sliding in until him all the way, he slowly but steadily began inflating the toy, he kept inflating it until it was 3-4 pumps shy of completely full and Andy was groaning around it. He then pushed the toy a bit, seeing if it would go deeper and it entered him about 1/4 inch. Andy groaned and made little grunting noises as the prince went over to the other side of the room. He then went to his table and pulled out the first ogre and affixed it to the fuck machine he’d had upgraded to handle larger heavy dildos, he then made minute adjustment to the machines position until the head of the toy was centered under the upper platform. Going over to the gyno table, he offered the boy a hit of poppers and then pushed his fist into the fully inflated toy, seeing if he could get any additional depth. At first there was resistance but after he told the muscle slut to take a series of four big hits, the toy shifted about 1/4 inch further inside and then stopped. Andy went completely rigid, and groaned, gasping. The prince smiled, seeing the boy trying to round his hips to accommodate the toy. He loosened the boys restraints around his hips, freeing the boy to scoot down a bit. The prince watched intently, stroking his cock, hard again from seeing the boy take more stretch. Seeing the boy start to accept the toy, he smiled wickedly. He reached into his toolbox and pulled a small bottle labeled 1/2 and shook it into his palm. He then stuck as much of his hand would fit in the muscle sluts hole, the ring stretched open from the huge toy stuffed inside, and then distributed tina all around inside Andy’s hole, using his index fingers to quest up beside the giant bulb of the toy and get some there. Adam at first gave a little cry, as he felt the burn, then he groaned. Prince Zaid then stepped back, and started stroking his big cock, waiting for the crystal to do its magic. He waited until the boy was fully feeling the new high and was moving his hips around, his ass trying to squeeze and suckle the impossibly big cock before he made a square fist. He leaned in, keeping his eyes intently on Andy’s face, and he entered the boy and pushed slightly but firmly. “Take six big hits, slave, and hold each one for as long as you can before you let it out,” Prince Zaid commanded. When the boy let out his fourth hit, the prince increased the pressure on the boy's hole very very slightly. He would push no harder, but would let the boy's hole open around the big intruder. As the boy started on his six hit, his ass opened slowly around the big head and they gained another 1/8 inch. The prince kept his pressure firm but he did not really push. He reached with his free hand and gave the toy two big pumps. Andy tried to open his legs, rounding his pelvis, as he yelled, “Fuuuck” as the 1/8 of extra width registered all up and down and around his colon. The prince was fascinated by how huge the boy's assring was now stretched, the huge toy being still so close down his rectum, all of the muscle stretched wide like a speculum. He could see his balled fist in the center with the tube running through the space in the middle and out of the boy's hole. Andy was now making a series of continuous groans and little moans. “Four more big deep long breaths of poppers, slave,” the prince commanded. He now pressed just slightly more, and after the fourth hit there was a moment of complete silence, the boy’s entire body was suspended for two seconds around the huge toy. The huge semirigid head and glans tried to push forward as air shifted from the bulb in the back, the pressure firm and questing. Then the boy's hole relaxed slightly as his body opened up from the poppers. And then the head moved 1/16 inch, stopped, and moved 1/16 inch more. The prince left his big fist on the boy's hole, but just rested it against the toy. Andy then felt what it was like when something so huge began to claim new ground in his ass. He screamed for just a second, then groaned, and started panting. He couldn’t quite make out how full he felt. The toy was enormous in his ass. He felt how giant the round bulb was in his ass, and how Rohan’s fist rested smaller behind it. He felt the thing churn and shift all up him as his ass muscles and the big toys air pressure pushed and pulled back and forth, and them he felt the enormous glans and head, harder and more firm than the shaft, the tender area around it felt strange, the feelings shifting in his head between pain and the pleasure the rest of his hole felt from the stretch. Then, without warning, he felt the thing expand wider as the prince squeezed the bulb three times quickly in succession. The entire tool getting wider but just demanding the tiniest bit more depth. He screamed as his entire ass was forced open, from the deepest girthy head to the now even bigger round ball stretching his ass open. He started keening softly, his eyes wide as he tried to understand what was going on in his body. He started trembling and he felt his torso muscles cramping. He groaned and felt his body finally shift and relax around the giant, and then he felt the head pushing deeper at his core. The pressure was constant but not forceful, just a pressure that made his upper colon feel like something was questing against it. The older man lifted his face and said, “Look at me, slave.” “Do you feel that deep in your slave pussy, that big head demanding more? That is my hand you feel,” Rohan said. “I can take what I want, and I will hurt you when I want to,” Andy gasped as he felt a hard push in his hole, the big head now demanding more room. He felt the pressure increase, and looked up with pleading eyes at Rohan. “Whose hole is that?” the prince demanded. Gasping, as the pressure continued, “Your hole, master.” Andy was now grunting and giving little cries. He felt a familiar tingle as the Prince deposited another 1/4 gram just inside the wide open space of his hole with his free hand, pushing it around his hard big fist, distributing it as widely as he could. Prince Zaid was rock hard. Andy looked amazing, his body sweating and struggling, his muscles bulging all over from the fight being waged between his ass and the demanding toy. His big cock was streaming a constant stream of precum and piss out from its head hidden behind the foreskin, and fuck, the kids ass was so fucking wide. The assring still couldn’t begin to close because the toy was just that fucking big. The prince was amazed there had been three more pumps left. He vowed silently to have five more larger sizes made and two of each size be sent to all of his dungeons. He kept the pressure hard but he didn’t shove. He just wanted the kid to feel his power and control. And fuck the little muscle stud was maybe a bigger asspig than Jake. Andy felt the Tina take over and his ass began to desire what was in it, he still felt the pressure of the tool still questing, but it began to feel pleasant. He lightly squeezed down, wanting now to feel how the big dildo felt, and his whole asshole began lapping like a thousand tongues up and down the toy, from its massive head to the huge shaft to the giant hole in his ring. The toy began to feel good. He felt his hole open just very slightly and the giant head moved forward like 1/16 of an inch, he sighed, and felt that stretch as supreme pleasure. He lay back and enjoyed the feeling of fullness. The prince looked at Andy and thought yet again, I must have him. Physically he was perfect, but this sweet looking cream colored redhead with the preppy degree had a dark soul he wanted to plumb to its depths. No one his age, with his level of experience had ever taken this much from him on the first go. The kid was already nearly where Jake was by maybe 1.5 years into his training. Fuck, this boy took more of that inflatable than men more than twice his age with decades of experience. The prince really wanted to keep this going, to deflate the toy by 1/4 or even 1/2 and slide it in deeper and then inflate it again. But he wanted to see him ride those giant toys too. Maybe he’d take the inflatables with them to the bathhouse? Fuck he had to have this kid—Andy had to agree to be his slave. And at that moment the Prince knew he’d do anything—even change the terms of the contract—to get the boy to be his. Confident now that he wasn’t going to be pushing the kid on depth anymore, he started enjoying playing around the boys stretched out hole. The Prince left the poppers with Andy. In his experience, at this point if the boy started puffing on poppers and begging him to push he would. And when he knew the exact dimensions of Andy’s hole, after he’d mapped it digitally and begun to map Andy’s soul with his mind, he might just have kept the push up and made the boy take more poppers. But not now. Not this time. Andy did not take anymore of the giant tool, but he did really start to enjoy it. The Prince roughly made out with Andy, his fingers toying with his hole, his big tongue demanding and hard in the boy's smaller mouth. He pinched Andy’s nipples, then started chewing them, Andy’s back arching and his hole fluttering and caressing the impossibly big tool inside him. Suddenly, he felt Rohan’s hand sliding up around the huge bulbous end of the dildo. The man did it without trying to coach his hole open, he just reached all around, shoving the flesh of Andy’s stretched out open hole aside as he grabbed the toy. Andy gasped in surprise,and then let out a breath. As he did so, he felt the toy slide out until the giant head was in his outer chamber. Andy groaned and pushed his hips up toward the Prince. Zaid grinned and started moving the big toy around in Andy’s hole, punching and squelching around. Within a minute the prince was fucking the boy’s hole with the giant dildo, with Andy moaning and begging and crying out with pleasure. Once Zaid saw that the boy was enjoying the fucking, he began punch fucking Andy’s inner ring, pulling and punching the big head out of that inner hole, driving the tool as far as inside Andy as it would go, pulling it out at a slightly different angle each time. Taking frequent hits of poppers, Andy grunted, giving a little cry each time the head went in or out of his inner hole. The Prince was relentless, clearly out to destroy any resistance from the hole, and soon it began to feel better, incredibly intense, but just like the kind of rough fuck that Andy loved. This went on for at least 15 minutes, then Zaid took the tool completely out of Andy’s hole and punched it straight through until it was lodged as far as it would go. Andy yelled, “Fuuuuck.” The Prince just stood over him, smiling darkly, and jerking on his big cock. The Prince removed the big inflatable and helped Andy down off the table and made him kneel ass up on the floor of the gyno theater, and filled his ass until it was bubbling over with lube. When the boy was full, he shoved a huge buttplug in, making Andy gasp as it moved the lube deeper into his hole. The prince blindfolded him and got the boy hogtied squatting on the upper platform and his feet secured in the boots, his arms up and just very slightly behind him to a metal spreader whose height he could adjust. He moved the boy up to where he’d been when he fisted him earlier. Pulling a small bottle labeled 3/4 out of his toolbox, he sprinkled the fine powder into a neat pile in his palm and made a squared fist. Leaning a bit awkwardly over the fuck machine and big toy, muttering about needing a fucking choreographer for this shit, he ripped the big plug out and tossed it aside, then the prince punched his square fist hard into the boys asshole and went as far as he could. Fuck, the hole had opened and the kid was now midway down his bicep, the Prince thought. Once in place, he opened his palm partway out and began sweeping the pile of Tina into the pig’s hole as he came out, moving his hand in all directions. Above him, he heard a deep moan. Rohan pulled out, admiring the dripping, quivering manhunt, and punched the boy 10 times with his closed fist, working the crystal into the boy with each thrust, Andy moaning deeply with each punch. The prince pulled his fist out after the last punch and came around and stood in front of the boy, who was now squatting perfectly, his big muscles quivering and starting to quake with desire. He kissed Andy roughly and asked, “I see a loose, sloppy hole, dripping with lube, I see a hole with swollen lips that is grasping and opening, like a giant gaping pussy. Whose hole is that, slave?” Andy looked up at him, still blindfolded, and said with a twisted smile, “Your hole, master.’ The prince then said “Yes boy, that is my hole to stretch and hurt, my hole to take wide and deep.” Stepping back he settled in a chair. He moved the boy slightly down, just enough that the stretch in his upper arms was just slightly too tight, and then he moved the big toy upward. Andy started chanting “Fuck me master, fuck me,” over and over, as he felt the big head enter his hole. As the giant dildo kept getting thicker and thicker he began moaning, begging to be stretched. The prince kept the platform moving steadily until he saw from Andy’s face that he had entered his second ring. He then stopped the dildo. Andy was breathing heavily—the toy wasn’t bigger than the inflatable but it was much firmer. The prince then started lowering Andy onto the toy, making his biceps strain, the definition incredibly beautiful. Once Andy’s ass was completely stretched, he stopped. He left Andy in that position for around 10 minutes, enjoying watching as he began to really enjoy the stretch. He then pulled the boy's arms up another 1/2 inch and Andy groaned. Again, the Prince let the boy hang, ass impaled and arms stretched tight. He then moved the boy's ass up until the big head was just left inside. He knew when the fuck machine started it solid drive the toy deeper than it had been, and flipped a switch to start a slow fuck that would slowly increase in intensity, he left the room. Steeping outside the boathouse zone, the Prince called Benjamin and when he picked up, the Prince said, “I am going to be spending another 24-48 hours with the boy. Tell my team I am extending my vacation by a week and that I should not be disturbed.” “Yes, my lord prince,” replied Benjamin, “So I take it you find the boy satisfactory?” The Prince smiled darkly, and said “Oh yes, Benjamin, I find this boy to be highly satisfactory indeed.” Ending his call and returning to the dungeon, the prince used the second of the big ogre toys on Andy, first lowering the boy down slowly and then having him feel the stretch for 20 minutes. He also kept the machine on slow for much longer, and very gradually increased the speed. By the third toy, the first of the four customs, he slowed things down even more. He lowered the boys arms a bit, and lowered Admy’s ass down onto the big, big toy, watching Andy’s reactions intently. Andy had clearly been challenged but had also been writhing with ecstasy by the each of the previous fucks, but the custom toy would be taking him two inches deeper and then stretching him at the fullest width for the last two inches of the toy. So the Prince settled him down until he reached the point where the stretch ended. He doubted Andy was aware this toy was, thus far at least, the same size as the other one. After about a minute to let Andy feel the toys stretch the prince lowered the boy down 1/2 inch, the new toy claiming new territory deep inside Andy while the huge base stretched wide in his rectum. He knew that at this stage the boy was feeling a huge stretch—Jake had said it felt as big as a mountain in his ass the first time he took it—and Andy was moaning deeply, panting, sweat running off of him. The prince kept him there for 10 minutes, before he gave the boy four big hits of poppers. He then slowly lowered the boy the final inch in one go, Andy groaned loudly and went rigid in the way he did every time he was feeling a huge deep fuck, as the huge toy claimed his ass. The Prince kept the huge toy lodged unmoving deep in Andy for at least 20 minutes, stroking his cock as he enjoyed how the gorgeous muscles of the boy’s abs strained and moved as his inside tried to learn to take the toy. He raised the boys arms again until he was straining, and then he set the fuck machine to deliver one smooth push of 1/4 inch, enjoying immensely as Andy’s body was suspended, again, by the toy in his ass relentlessly demanding access. He gave the boy one hit of poppers, and as he did so, the boy's ass opened just enough to settle fully on the toy. Andy yelled and began to quiver and quake, and although he was very tightly bound, his faintest movement made the big toy vibrate in his hole. The prince was very turned on by the boys struggle with this, and came behind him and began to make the toy move in a very slightly circle, taking advantage of the minute movement the fuck machines base afforded. He did this for a few minutes until he saw Andy was really settled in and starting to enjoy it. He walked around and spoke firmly, “Feel me fucking you, feel how it is my hand that stretches you and my desire that opens your slavehole deep and wide? Andy hung his head and said, “Yes master, use your hole sir.” The prince then set the fuck machine to do a very small circular program, moving the toy around slowly in the boys ever-loosening hole. After the boy’s hole had loosened a bit, the prince fucked Andy with the huge dildo for nearly an hour, never letting the speed increase beyond a medium fuck, and never fucking his deeper than he had. After about and hour, he gradually increased the speed of the fuck to faster than medium. As he did this Andy began to lose coherence, groaning and giving little cries of pleasure. Within minute he was clearly in buttboy pigspace, his noises and reactions exactly as they had been by the end of his deep, fist fuck, and a steady stream of precum, piss, and sometimes cum drizzled from his cock. After a while, the Prince realized it was time to move on. As much as he would love to see the boy take these other two toys, fuck machines made him simply a spectator. He most often used them as punishment, binding a boy and making him take a large dildo for hours, with an automatic popper feeder hooked up. They would switch now to some activities where he could enjoy the boy's body, and be more tender and intimate with his tortures, kissing the boy and feeling his beautiful body react to his abuse. He wanted to fuck the boy over and over, and feel how each time his hole changed around his big cock. So he stopped the boy with the tool nearly out of his hole, Andy squirming with the need to be filled and then he set him back down on the two all the way. Satisfied it was in him deep, he set the fuckmachine to push the toy into the boy 1/2 inch in one smooth motion. As he did so Andy hissed and groaned, and his head shot straight up and he froze, as he often did when he received a big stretch. Standing in front of him, the Prince removed the kid's blindfold, and he was blinking hard in the light. The Prince slapped him hard, back and forth several times. “Feel the hand that slaps you, buttslave,” the Prince commanded, “That is the same hand the stretches your hole deep.” “Thank you master,” Andy panted. “I have other toys just liked this, only they wil fuck you deeper and wider,” the prince said, “but we will use those on you another time.” “Instead I am going to clean you up and we will get comfortable in a big bed and I will fuck you, fist you, and hurt you, and kiss you, and fuck you again.“ Taking the boy down. Prince Zaid couldn’t resist when he saw the boy’s open hole, and so when he untied him, he made him bend over and take a brutal square closed fist punch for 20 minutes. Andy writhed and cried in ecstasy, begging him for more and more. But when the prince realized his arm was getting tired, he held his balled fist inside Andy’s wet cunt and walked Andy, bent over like a crab and holding his ass up, to the bathhouse. Andy constantly begged him for more, so they stopped a couple of times and the prince fisted him deep, past the bicep, punching his hole hard, several times.

Saying that a man is only and exactly what he says he is, because nobody gets to label him, is nonsense. If a bird calls itself an eagle, but has webbed feet and a bill, it’s not an eagle, even if it firmly believes it is. This ‘straight’ guy does not do ‘straight’ things - he does homosexual things. He fucks males, and ejaculates into them. ‘Straight’ men, by definition, do not engage in this behavior, therefore, he is not ‘straight’. In a world where sexuality had no labels, or categories, or judgments, ‘Any hole will do’ would go without saying - it would simply be the way of things, and nobody would think anything of it. In this world, ’Any hole will do’ is just a handy excuse for denial, a lot like ‘I was drunk’. Both are used as cover to allow the guy to attempt to credibly wear a ‘straight’ mask to cover his gay or bi reality. Suggesting that a guy is ‘straight’ because he has convinced himself he’s ‘straight’ and believes he’s ‘straight’ ignores the ubiquitous ability of the human brain to accept untruth as a coping mechanism, and allow him to exist outside the category he thinks he’s supposed to occupy. You may note that throughout this post I’ve placed ‘straight’ in quotes, because science from Kinsey forward has demonstrated convincingly that human sexuality is a spectrum, and that true, absolute ‘straightness’ is on an extreme end, opposite true, absolute ‘gayness’. Everything in between is some combination of the two. For that reason, the labels are largely pointless anyway, but overlaying a label of ‘straight’ over three-quarters of the spectrum immediately illustrates that a significant percentage of the eagles are ducks calling themselves eagles. You guys who say you’re not hung up on labels - fine, and good for you. Frankly, it would be a better world if nobody was categorized at all. But if you don’t go by labels, then you aren’t in a position to say what the labels do or don’t mean for those who do use them. If the label is to be used, no, the dude the OP is asking about is not ‘straight’. Men who fuck men are not ‘straight’. They simply do not acknowledge or accept their actual nature.

I was feeling a tongue exploring my body, a bearded mouth in my sweaty pits. “Let’s give it a bit more time” I heard. I didn’t know really what was wanted from me, but I was willing to take whatever would be given to me. Someone sat by my side of the mattress while I was still lying on my back, my legs kept open by a hand. I felt legs placing themselves between my thighs, a cock rubbing my hole. “Look at that, told you that slut was already full” someone said. “Go for it, man. Don’t think he’s gonna give a lot of resistance”. A dick was thrust deep inside. It wasn’t even painful, I was relaxed already, my hole could take anything. I couldn’t tell if that dick was thick or not. It just slid right in, with the help of the loads I had previously been given. “This feels great, loose and sloppy, man!” It wasn’t long before I got another load. I heard whispering that I couldn’t understand and some shuffling I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Next” I heard from the guy sitting by my side. “Do you want some?” The question was not addressed to me. Following his lead, guys were taking turns. I don’t know how long it had been, how many guys had shot in me, maybe 2, maybe 10, but the second pill started to kick in. Another rush of heat, another rush of intense sweating. I was feeling insanely dizzy this time, a little nauseous too but I had eaten nothing in hours. My legs were hurting but they were still being maintained firmly open to whoever wanted to shoot their cum in my ass. The dizziness was so intense, I was falling in and out of consciousness, without passing out. I was hearing discussions, but no one was addressing me. I had definitely become just a hole. I was in no way capable of understanding fully what was being done to me, let alone resist.

I dozed off for a bit, not completely asleep but not totally awake. It was a strange feeling. I had never felt this high before. My senses were all fucked up. I knew where I was but was surprised to be here somehow. I was thinking about work the next day and how much of a dirty pig I was, with none of my colleagues suspecting. It turned me on even more thinking about good I was at looking professional and competent but being a total twisted perverted pig in the dark. The mattress of my room was covered with a sizeable puddle of cum leaking out of my hole. Usually I’d clean it up but I didn’t give a fuck. It was sticking to my butt and didn’t care. I opened the door of the room slightly and went back to the mattress. The lights were at the minimum but I had decided to put on a show. Guys were walking past my room and stopping to watch, rubbing their dicks through their towels, satisfied at the cum dripping whore they were seeing. I was jerking my cock even if I couldn’t get it fully hard because of the MD but who cared? I was a hole. A few guys came in, feeling my hole with their fingers and playing with cum drops. I couldn’t tell what they looked like, but I also couldn’t care less. I felt something being put on my face. It was a blindfold. It wasn’t something I had brought with. Normally I’d know better than letting a stranger blindfold me out of nowhere in my room, but my stuff was locked in the locker close to the bed, and I was too fucked up to care anyway.

The question was, "what does the gay community think of cumdumps?" I don't care what the "gay community" thinks of cumdumps. I only care that there are men who offer up their raw Holes in every conceivable situation, every possible place, any time we need them. These men - "cumdumps" - are hero's in my book. They need to take raw Cocks, they need to have Sperm pumped up their Holes, perhaps even more than we Tops need to fill them. They feel a duty to accommodate our Cocks "on demand". They thrill to our Lusts, having their own Lusts sated by our raw Cocks pumping loads up their guts. They deserve medals - the DSC comes to mind, with one minor substitution. Where would we Tops be without cumdumps ???

i always beg the guy fucking me to breed me saying breed or seed your faggot i also always thank them

Seth grinned as his ministrations had their intended effect, and he slowly resumed fucking Jakes hard bare cock in long, deliberate strokes. "there we go" whispered Seth, as Jake unknowingly began to thrust into Seths warm hole. "push nice and deep baby, youre doing great" seth slid jakes hands atop his hips and began stroking his own cock. Seth wasnt here just to get the boy to fuck him raw. Seth wanted Jake to want to fuck raw, and he admired the thought of another glistening poz cock in his ever expanding collection of boys who once played by the rules, but have long since forgotten anything but how to dump their toxic loads nice and deep, over and over. aiming carefully so as to paint the boys lips, chin and chest in hot poz seed, Seth moaned as he rewarded Jakes efforts and milked his length, turning the boy into a poz picasso. "taste me" seth whispered, as he pushed gobs of his warm cream from jakes chin into his open mouth, which he obligingly sucked and swallowed. Seth slid two fingers through the river of poz seed pooled on Jakes chest and tucked them under his thrusting ass. "I bet these lips want some tasty honey too." he chided, as he began circling Jakes virgin hole. Working another glob of thick poz seed against his ass, Seth began to slowly press into him, "open wide baby, let me in, thats it." Seth stared into Jakes eyes as he moaned, continuing to thrust as Seth began to alternate between massaging and scraping his boy button. "feels so nice doesnt it? Lets taste a little more" Seth slid his digits out of the boy with a light pop and again back through the pool of poz jizz before returning hem to Jakes raw pink hole. as Jakes cock began to swell he stared into seths eyes with a mix of confusion and lust. "just a little more baby, youre almost there. Keep fucking, thats the way" Seth encouraged Jake, as he began to pound the boys prostate in rhythm to his own thrusts. jake groaned and thrust deep, just as Seth had taught him, unloading deep inside as Seth grinned atop him like a mighty king, generously massaging poz seed into his tight fuckhole. Slipping his fingers out, he sucked the seed from them and slowly let the dozing boy slip out of his swollen pussy. As morning turned to noon on a warm saturday, Jake was roused from sleep by an almost impossibly perky Seth, offering him a towel and a nice hot shower. Jake reached down to his morning wood and felt the still moist mixture of poz juices on his member, vaguely recalling the nights events. "I shouldnt have done this, I really need to get out of here..." he sheepishly announced. "Aw, Why? I thought we could be really good friends!" Seth chirped with a smile. "The kinds of friends who have lots of fun, and share excellent..." he paused to slip his fingers into his sloppy hole, sucking them clean in a single motion "taste." he said, holding eye contact with Jake and proceeding toward the bed. "We also wouldnt have to tell your boyfriend at all! it would be our secret" he smiled, straddling once again the young mans toned hips and hovering above Jakes thick tool. Jake scowled, staring at the hungry power bottom as he grinned like a Jackal atop him. He was right. "Just make this a weekend thing, and forget about it" jake thought. "lets get some condoms first?" Jake suggested with a half smile. Seth gave a gentle push and coated Jakes cock in his own warm cum. "no baby, really good friends dont use them" he instructed, deliberately working the poz slime into Jakes shaft. "good friends always bareback, jake. They fuck and fuck and always shoot their cum inside" seth lectured, as he tucked Jakes thick head at the entrance of his ass Jake sighed in contentment and without thinking, gently began feeding his cock into the toxic hole. "there ya go! now tell me how it feels" Seth beamed, as Jake instinctively gripped the power bottoms hips and began driving. "hot" Jake panted, "and wet." "thats right! hot ant wet and good. raw holes are the best for your cock. They make you cum fast and hard." Seth was now being bounced atop the boys increasingly desperate thrusts. he needed to cum. "and you can cum in me whenever you want! good friends will always let you shoot inside." Jake groaned loudly as he dumped his third load into the sucking toxic cunt. seth slipped off Jakes softening cock with a plop and a smile, and dove onto it to clean things up, alternating between licking and 'accidentally' sucking with his teeth until the boys cock glistened and the juice was faintly pink. Seth gave Jake a quick kiss and headed to the kitchen to cook some late breakfast. "Remember Jake, if you need to cum you can cum in me!" Seth gave a quick slap of his ass and left the boy to wander into the shower.

Blayn and I have been very close friends for about 3 years now. He knows I'm bi and hes always been ok with it. We've even talked about tag teaming a girl someday. Most of our time together consists of drinking heavily and cruising country roads. He's been passed out around me a few times and even in my drunken state I never once considered taking advantage of the situation, that is, until we found ourselves in a 3 way with Tina. Blayn is the type of man that always gets what he wants, especially from women. He stands at about 5' 8", with a thin frame but unlike a twink boy with the same height and weight, Blayn has a natural muscle tone that reminds you that he's a man.Blue eyes that often change from light to dark blue and sometimes green. His captivating eyes paired with his bright smile is enough to make any woman fall to her knees but it's his 8 in cock that turns every woman he's ever fucked into his property, patiently waiting for his next call so she can experience his expert use of his fuck tool. I caught a glimpse of his flaccid cock while he was pissing once. I knew right then and there that he must be pretty hung because I saw a nice fat softie that had to hang at least 5 in totally flaccid. After some probing he told me some past encounters. One ex said she could feel him in her stomach. His favorite thing to do is to position his slut on her back with her legs on his shoulders and pound her cunt, she usually has to keep a hand on his hips because his cock starts to bottom out. I loved hearing his stories. I'm a decent 6.5-7 with 6 in girth. After showing him a pic of my dick on a pretty crazy night, he commented that he definitely has at least 1.5 in on me in length but he's not nearly as thick. I was still so turned on at the thought of his Big White Cock and all the pussy he's ruined for other men who could never reach the depths he has so effortlessly. I'm a pretty goodlooking guy. 6' with an athletic build, broad shoulders, nice round ass and thick strong legs. I don't have to search long to find someone to top my hairy ass or suck my thick cock, but Blayn had his hold on me and he didn't even know it. I was just waiting for my opportunity and then at long last I had it and it came in the form of a funny looking glass pipe and a small bag of crystal shards. We had been experimenting with coke and loved it, so when a friend of ours handed us this small sack and pipe we thought "why the hell not?" It took us a while to get any good hits but we definitely felt the change after we exhaled our first full cloud. "Holy fuck!" exclaimed Blayn, " This is better than coke! My body feels kinda tingly and warm. I just feel fuckin great!" My eyes widen as I blow a thick white cloud, suddenly I know exactly what he meant only I definitely felt hornier than I have ever been. Soon it became clear he must have had a similar spike in arousal because shortly after our first good hits he was inviting me to look at old pics of his exes and ,to my great surprise and happiness, a few videos of his ex wife riding his beautiful, long fuck stick. Seeing it right in front of me made me realize 2 things. 1: he may not be as thick as me but he was definitely stretching out this woman's pussy and 2: I wanted him to see how much better my hole would feel wrapped around that monster. So I start testing the waters, I've known straight guys who "party" and fuck guys so it was just a matter of triggering his horniness. I started by poking and prodding his crotch, "Ok is that ball or cock?" I asked. "That's my dick head" "No way!" i replied genuinely incredulous, "that feels really big, I guess you're a grow-er and a show-er" I said still lightly scratching his cock head, which to my delight, had started to expand beneath his jeans. "You're gonna have to stop that, Alex. It's startin' to feel good" he said before taking another hit of the pipe. Normally I wouldn't dare risk our friendship for a chance to be the hole Blayn uses to unload his cum into (why am I thinking like this? Why do i suddenly need to be this straight man's living fleshlight?) But it all felt so right. Miles from town, nothing but mesquite trees and cactus surrounding us as we sat in his truck, dimly lit but a full moon. I caught my reflection in his rear view mirror. My pupils had dilated to the size of quarters, his were the same, He felt his blood rushing to his cock and looked at me, both of our chests were heaving. He bared his teeth as if to intimidate me, "what the fuck are you waiting for, faggot?" he growled. My smile was short lived as I dove face first to his swelling rod. I got his pants down and there it was, standing straight up, no curve just a straight, white cut cock leaking precum like a faucet. I took it all the way to his big hairy balls on the first go. I wanted to show him what hes been missing all these years.He's moaning and thrusting his hips making his cock go even deeper. I have never taken a cock so deep in my pussy throat. I brought my lips to the bottom of his shaft and stayed there while I repeatedly swallowed, which resulted in my throat massaging his fat mushroom head. He knew he was close so he pulled me off and held my face in front of his and launched a wad of spit right on my lips which I hungrily licked and swallowed, thanking him before he ordered me out of the truck. "Strip" he commanded. I quickly complied. "get on your hands and knees right here in the dirt, faggot". I never heard him sound so angry and turned on. I hit the ground so fast I thought I had injured myself. "fuck yeah, let me see that hairy pussy hole", he sounded so mean and I loved it. He was going to use me. Use me all up for his pleasure and I wanted to be his good fuck hole. My body was aching for his big cock, my back arched involuntarily in an effort to give my straight god better access. I heard him spit and was immediately filled with his hard cock. the pain was blinding but paled in comparison to the relief I felt from finally getting stretched wide open by this straight, hung man. He owned me from then on and he knew it. He started thrusting deep, bottoming out in my hole. The mild discomfort of having his cock probe me deeper than any man ever has wasn't enough to dare attempt to slow his fucking or to make his thrusts more shallow. No, I was gonna take him however he wanted to me to have him. My yelps of pain and pleasure echoed across the empty fields surrounding us. I absorbed it all. the gritty earth beneath my knees, his sweat dripping from his tight abs to my arched back, his flared dick head leaving and then re-entering my hungry hole, his big low hanging bull balls slapping against mine. I was in heaven. I had lost track of time when I felt him grab my shoulders and fuck me even deeper than before. My screams of pain dissipated into the cool night air. After several of his deep thrusts he erupted, depositing his straight seed in a part of me that no man has ever felt. "FUCK! Goddamn Alex that was the best fucking orgasm of my life!" he pulled his softening cock from deep within my body. I shudder and realize that I'd kill to feel that pain again. "Too bad it's over" I say, still catching my breath. "What do you mean?" he gave me a devilish smirk, "I have some plans for us".

They asked me if I wanted some more tina. Hell yes. They asked if I had ever heard of a butt rocket. I said no, but if they recommended it, I was game. They put some Tina and water in a syringe with no needle and put it in my ass. They told me to hold it as long as I could. I could already feel the stuff going to work. I became incredible fixated on my ass. All I could think about was finding more cocks to fuck me and cum in me. After a while, they asked me if I wanted to go to the maze. I had seen it when I was looking for my room and it looked promising. We went over and walked into the darkness. The maze was almost pitch-black. As my eyes adjusted, I could see that there were 10 or 15 guys milling around. Some guys were sucking cock through glory holes that were cut in the walls. I found a glory hole for myself and knelt down. Almost immediately I was presented with another beautiful cock. From what I could see of the guy he was Latino and uncut. I started sucking his cock, as my two fuck buddies watched and encouraged me. Give him your ass they urged. The idea of having a guy whose face I had never seen felt nasty, forbidden, dangerous, and totally exciting. I turned around, placing my ass up against the hole. I rubbed his cock on my ass, and groaned. He pushed forward, and I had my third bare cock in my ass in less than an hour. It was even better than before. I was so lubed with sperm and the party favors had me thinking only with my ass. The guy in my cum hole couldn't last very long. I heard him grunt thorough the hole and again that warm, squishy feeling. It was so good. While I was being fucked, I had my eyes closed as I just focused on being fucked. As the cock slipped out of my ass, I looked up to see that I was being watched by about 5 or 6 guys. That thought turned me on even more. There was a lot of sex going on in the maze, but I was the most blatantly cock-crazed. I felt like I was just getting started. How many guys could I get to fuck me?

Pozzing Jeff Ch. 4 Jeff’s POV I felt incredible. I’ve never felt like this before. Not only had I been double fucked by two of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen, but both of them were poz. I had three poz loads and one unknown load in my ass, and each time I thought about it, my hole twitched around the plug. I looked down at the hot little twink lying on the bed in front of me. Blond hair and blue eyes made him look innocent, but I knew better: the bright red biohazard tattoo above his pierced nipple reminded me. My spent cock slipped from his ass followed by a small trickle of my cum. I felt disappointed in the moment that I wasn’t able to fill him with poz cum, but I knew I would in time. Just then my thoughts were interrupted by Ben. “You ready for some more?” “Oh yeah!” I replied. “Good.” He turned to the spent twink on the bed beside him. “You think he’s ready for the sling room?” “Fuck yeah! David was still there when I left. Had a cute little frat boy in the sling begging for his poz load. With any luck, he’ll still be there and ready for another round.” “Good.” He turned to me. “You’ll like David. Hung, thick, and always hard. He loves plowing a hot neg ass like yours. I smiled. “I can’t wait!” I never thought I’d be saying something like that, but these two managed to bring out the slut in me. The more I thought about it, the more I knew I had made the right decision. Ben got off the bed and pulled me against his chest before kissing me deeply. “Let’s get going.” Jake got to his feet, and also kissed me, before leading me out the door. The sling room was a short walk away from Ben’s room, and I got several smiled and winks on the way when they saw me being pulled along by these two poz studs. We rounded the last corner and walked into a large room. There were a few benches along the walls that had a couple of guys jerking off. To my left was a large padded bench which I assumed to be a fuck horse. I’ve never seen one before, but got hard thinking about it. There was a place for a lucky bitch to kneel on, and leather straps in the front and back to lock him in. To my right handing from the ceiling was the sling. Moans coming from the sling brought me back to the present. There was a cute little stud laying in the sling getting plowed by a man who epitomized tall, dark and handsome. He was taller than me, maybe 6’3”, perfectly sculpted with just the right volume of muscles, and just enough hair on his chest and ass to make my hole twitch again. Ben broke away from my side and walked up to the stud, rubbing his hand down his back and resting it on his ass. I assumed that this was David. He turned his head to face Ben and started kissing him. When they stopped kissing, Ben leaned in and whispered in his ear for several minutes. David slowed his fucking and turned to look at me. He grinned at me and motioned me over to him. He resumed his fucking as I got closer. Ben moved to the front of the sling and started kissing the frat boy splayed out in front of us. I took Ben's place beside David who leaned into kiss me once I got close enough. “So Ben tells me you just started taking loads. His is a hell of a load to start out with. Any regrets?” “None, Sir.” I responded. He chuckled. “Sir, I like that. It would seem Ben trained you right. You ready for some more?” “Yes sir!” “I’m poz, you okay with that?” I rubbed my hand over his furry chest and stopped at the black biohazard tattoo above his thick cock. “Yes sir, I am. Can you help them poz me?” “Damn right I will. You’ll love taking my load, won’t he Leo?” He turned to the frat boy moaning in the sling. “Yes sir, he will. He’s been fucking me for two months now. I want his bug so bad!” “You keep working those ass muscles like that and you’ll be getting another one. But I have someplace else I want to blow this one.” He abruptly pulled out of the slut in the sling, who moaned out in disappointment. He turned to me, and my breath was taken away by this beautiful specimen in front of me. He was cut, about the same size as Jake, but that’s where the similarities ended. It was thick, easily the thickest cock I’ve ever seen. I could barely fit my hand around it. I felt each vein on his shaft as I stroked it, as my hand moved to the angry bulging head at the tip. My hole twitched again. “Get on your knees boy, and suck my cock.” I quickly dropped to my knees and took his cock as deep as I could. He threw his head back and let out a moan as I slowly moved up and down his cock. This was the first time I had sucked a cock directly from someone's ass. The taste and juices was thrilling, and heightened my sexual excitement. After a couple of minutes, David withdrew from my mouth, commenting “You’re a fantastic cock sucker, boy,” as he pushed my head to the gaping hole still laying in the sling. “You better show his hole some attention. Yeah, that’s it. Taste my loads in there.” The stud in the sling was moaning like a bitch as I tongued his hole. I could taste the cum as it dripped out and it was making me super horny. I felt someone standing beside me, and I looked up to see Jake stroking his hard cock. Man that thing never went down. I turned and took him in my mouth. I could still taste myself on his cock. “Okay, faggot, that’s enough. Get on the bench,” I heard David command. In no time I was kneeling on the bench from where I could see Jake slide into the boy in the sling, while Ben was fed the boy some cock. I felt David come up behind me and start strapping me in. My cock was throbbing and was pinned against the bench. “You're not going anywhere now, faggot. You ready to take my fat poz cock, boy?” he taunted me. He was waving his cock in front of my face, just out of reach of my mouth. Trust, me I was trying everything to get it in me. David just laughed. “You need that cock bad, don’t you boy?” “Yes sir. Please put it in me?” I begged. My hole was twitching like crazy around the plug. I have never felt this way before. This guy knew all the right buttons to push to turn me into a whimpering whore. “Please fuck me! I need it so bad!” I begged him again. “It's so hot hearing you beg,” he commented as he stepped behind me, his his big hands pull my ass cheeks open. “You weren't kidding, faggot. I’ve never seen a cunt move that much around a plug before. You gonna milk my cock like that, boy?” “Oh yes sir! Why don't you stick your cock in me and find out?” I couldn't believe how much I was begging, how much I needed to get fucked. “Ha! Eager, eh boy? Dont worry, you'll get it soon enough,” he commented as he tugged at the plug. It didn't take much for it to slide out. I could tell that my hole was wide open, staring him in the face. “Fuck boy that's a hot hole. Your ass is so puffy, and I can see the cum in there,” he said, as he placed his cock head at my opening. I bucked back, trying to force him into me. “In time, faggot. I want to make sure you're good and horned up for this cock.” “I am sir! I've never been so horny in my life!” Its true. I was in heat and the only thing I cared about was getting as much cock as I could in my pussy. “So what do you want then?” he asked me, his cock head circling my hole, dipping in ever so slightly “Your cock sir, I need it so bad!” “What was that boy? I didn’t hear you.” “Your cock sir,” I said louder. Ben and Jake looked over at me from the sling. They had switched places and Ben had his cock buried in the stud's hole. “You better give it to him, David, I've never seen someone so desperate for your cock,” I heard Ben yell from the sling. “I will, just as soon as he tells me what he wants.” “Your cock, sir, I need your cock!” I begged again. I felt him pull away from my hole before leaning down and whispering in my ear. “I know that boy, but I want you to tell me what you really want.” He pulled back and started teasing my hole again. In that moment it finally dawned on me. “Your poz cock sir! I need your poz cock in my neg hole!” “Good fucking boy!” David said, sliding all eight inches into my ass. “Oh fuck!” I cried out! He was stretching me more than Ben or Jake had. I didn't think I could take him, it hurt so bad. He held still once he buried his whole cock in me, and leaned down next to my ear. “I know it hurts baby, but its the only way. It will feel good in a minute, and soon, my virus will be working its way into you. Can you feel it?” he asked. He was right. The pain was slowly going away, and was being replaced by and intense pleasure and a sense of fulllness that was difficult to put into words. I went slack under his body, accepting his Gift into my hole. “I feel it sir. It feels amazing! Please fuck me with that big poz cock!” I begged him again. “Don't worry boy, you're going to get it whether you want it or not!” He pulled almost all the way out before slamming me again. He continued this assault on my tender ass for several minutes. I was in pure ecstasy; all I could do was moan and roll my eyes back into my head. He was hitting all the right spots inside me, and before I knew it, I was unloading all over the side of the fuck bench. “Fuck boy!” David yelled, burying himself deep inside me. “Did you just cum?” “Uh huh,” I moaned, not trusting myself to speak. This seemed to turn him on and he resumed deep fucking me. My cock never went soft. I felt something cold under my nose, and the pungent scent of poppers entered my nostrils. I took a deep hit and felt the warmth wash over my. My hole went slack around David's cock. “Fuck yeah, Benny boy! Feed that slut some more, his hole feels like a velvet glove around my cock!” For the next several minutes the bottle never left my nose. I was flying higher than I had ever been on poppers, and the pleasure was so intense. So much so that I popped off again, all over the side of the bench. “Fuck! The little bitch just came again!” David exclaimed. “You love that cock, don’t you, boy?” “Yes sir!” I managed to get out, slowly coming down off my rush. “I can't wait for you so seed me!” “Well, you won't have to wait long boy, because I'm gonna shoot soon!” “POZ ME SIR! Fucking shoot that poz load into my neg hole!” “Ahh! Fucking take it you little slut!” He slammed into me one last time before releasing a flood of cum in my gut. Nothing I experienced earlier could compare to this. It took several minutes for the pulsing in my ass to stop. Slowly, David pulled out before slapping my ass. “Tighten up there boy. Gotta keep that dirty load in there, give my virus a warm place to grow,” he said before slipping the plug back into me. I had to work hard to keep it in place. David and Ben both unbuckled me from the fuck bench and helped me up. I gave both a deep kiss once I was steady on my feet. “Thank you, both. This was better than I could have hoped for. I've never felt this good!” “I'm glad to hear, baby,” Ben said, kissing me again. I could feel David nuzzling my neck on my other side. I made out with them a bit more before deciding to head home. I had gotten quite the work out tonight and was getting tired. “I think I better head home. I'm getting really tired. I've never cum so much before!” I said, pulling away from these two studs. “Good idea. I hope you have no regrets,” David said. “None.” “Good boy. I hope we can do this again.” “We will.” He just smiled at me, before rejoining Leo and Jake at the sling. I could see the ring of frothy cum around Leo's hole. Stepping over to him, I leaned down and gave his a deep kiss. “I hope you get what you want tonight too!” I told him. He looked up at me with a look of pure bliss on his face. “Me too!” Ben came up to me as I gave Jake one last kiss. “Before you go, take this,” he said, handing me a slip of paper. I looked at it and saw Ben's name and a phone number. “Call me when you recover. I'll help work you over again. And keep the plug. Just think of it as another Gift from me to you!,” he said, giving me a warm smile. “Will do!” I answered, giving him one more kiss before heading back to my room. I drove home with the plug deep inside me, and slept with it in that night. When I took it out the next morning, hardly any cum came out. I fingered myself to see if there was any left. All I saw on my fingers was some blood. I was rock hard in no time! Epilogue Ben's Point of View I was laying in bed reliving that night at the bathhouse with Jeff. I was slowly running my left hand up and down my hard cock while my right was pumping a large dildo in and out of my hungry hole. I can't believe that it had been nearly two months since I had the pleasure of turning a timid total top into a submissive, whimpering, bug-chasing cumslut. My hole was throbbing around the dildo and was slowly pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. I dropped my cock and started pumping the dildo faster. It was hitting all the right spots, and I longed to be buried deep in Jeff once more. I was just about to blow my poz wad all over my chest when my cell phone buzzed on the nightstand next to me. 'Fuck!' I thought to myself, 'Just when I was about to cum.' The phone buzzed again so I decided to check the message, knowing my orgasm was ruined for the moment, as my cock started to deflate. “Hey, hows it going?” read the first text. It was from a number I didn’t recognize. “It's Jeff. Sorry it took me so long to text you. Are you free tonight?” read the second. My half hard cock was raging in no time. “Sure am!” I replied. I had been hoping to hear from him for a long time now. “Can you come over?” came his invitation. “I have a couple of surprises for you ” “On my way! Send my your address,” I was out the door in no time, wondering what surprises Jeff had in store for me, The end?