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First cruising night in Berlin and I tried a visit to the bar BULL. I stripped to my jock and made my way to the dark room. There were quite a few guys around the room and a couple of guys getting fucked. I knew I had to go for it and bend over a circular table in the middle of the room if I wanted guys to understand I was the main cumdump for use. Fairly quickly I had a finger inside me performing the spunk test. As a cumdump I was disappointed not to offer a pre loaded cunt but I hadn’t had time to get loaded beforehand. The guy moved on. Then I felt I hard cock against my hole. It pushed in balls deep, he withdrew and moved on. This is part of proving you are here as a cumdump. Guys love to stand around and watch a hole take multiple strangers raw dicks. No questions asked and no rubber in sight. I took another couple of quick entries, clearly just trying to rate my hole before using it. My hole was on display for a few minutes as guys walked around looking and watching and touching. A few fingers pushed their way in. Then I had a thick meaty dry cock push at my hole and I let him. I love the sensation of a strangers dick forcing its way in. He said inserted his dick as deep as poss with a few groans then started fucking my hole. As guys watched he fucked and groaned his way until he needed to release. I was fed a cock to suck on, I opened wide and got to work on this strangers tool, with no big fuss the guy fucking me squirted his anon load inside me. He made it clear to those watching I had just been bred. The cock in my mouth was immediately pulled out and slid into the dripping cumload in my ass. Another cock found my mouth. I took another load and another and another. I counted 7 guys taking a turn in me one after the other and I never saw their faces. I had no idea who dumped a load in me or just creamed me. After taking multiple loads I needed a drink and made my way to the bar. I sat on a stool with my m8 while several guys hovered around, I’m sure spunk was dripping from my used hole as I sat at the bar in my cummy jock. After a few minutes I was ready for more cumdump action. Once again I resumed my position bent over a circular table in the middle of the dark room. Once again my hole was fingered by several guys and a rock solid cock made its way into my mouth. Looking down I recognise his l m, he had fucked me already. A complete strangers cock teased my cummy hole for a few moments before sliding in. I now had 2 cocks in my mouth and one in my hole pounding away. I think the 3 guys knew each other as they rotated around and I was made to suck the cock that had just been in my cunt. I was being fed cum ass to mouth. All three of them watched as each of them dumped a load in me. When they had done they moved away and I felt yet another cock slide in. I was fucked real hard and I could hear the cum being fucked out of me. This guy was vocal and spoke German, I have no idea what was being said but it was clear he wasn’t afraid to be watched as he issued abuse and creamed my hole. When he was done I took his load like a good cumdump. I think I took between 15-20 cocks that night and have no idea how many dumped a load in me. I walked to my hotel dripping! I love Berlin!

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...

Writers Note. This is a sequel to The Step Son. Some of the content here will come from that story. Chapter 1: Leaving My Mark As we were driving home from the hotel, I got a text from my experimental friend, Marc. What perfect timing as I was already partially hard in the back seat thinking about the possibility of pozzing him! He went to a different college than I did, and said it would be great if I could visit sometime. He said his college roomie dropped out, and he now had a room to himself. I was going to a local community College and still living at home, and his college wasn't too far away. This would be perfect! I joked and said we wouldn't be able to skinny dip though! He said true, but the dorm did have a nice group shower and he now had a room to his own! He said there was a break coming up, and most of the guys on the floor would be going home, and he was tired of hearing guys fucking girls in their rooms. I asked him if he wanted to take our experimenting further, and he said yes. I asked how so, and he said he wanted us to fuck each other. My cock started leaking pre cum now. Luckily we stopped for gas and I headed to the restroom to relieve my pent up toxic sperm. I hated shooting it into the toilet, but had to get relief! While I was cumming, I snapped a picture and texted it to him. He replied with a picture of him stroking his cock in his room. We decided on the weekend, and I asked my parents if it was OK to visit him. My step dad said definitely as he knew our bonding had taken time away from us seeing each other. My mom also liked the idea saying it would give her and dad some alone time for the weekend.

Had a bit of a dry spell most of May. Broke that tonight. A fuckbud I hadn't seen in a while was on. He's a twink, 22 year old that loves bears and guys a bit older than him. He came by, we made out, kissing, hugging (he felt and smelled so good). Eventually I sat on his 7.5" curved uncut cock and rode him a few minutes before he blasted in me. We cuddled in bed some more in the afterglow. About 20 minutes later he pushes me on my back, lubes up and slides in for round two. After a few minutes he pulls out has me get into doggy, he slams his dick in me so fast, the curve hits my prostate and I shoot a load all over the blanket. A few minutes later he dumps load 2 in me. All in all a good night.

I can’t remember the last time I bred my bf without an ass full of strangers loads.

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!

Made a connection with a guy on Grindr. Hate to say it, but it was a typical low-budget kind of hookup. He was in a flea-bag motel. Hooked up Wed night, he just laid there for a long time while I sucked him hard. Without a comment, he pushed me face down onto the bed and proceeded to pound away. Just steady and hard, hitting my bladder every time. He was a good size 7.5 to 8", maybe. It was a good thing that he finally came; he was starting to fuck the piss out of me. Thursday he contacted me and asked for some help with some party favors for a second visit. This time I got the Motel. I like anon scene and was blindfolded with the door ajar. I heard the door open, nothing was said, and then I realized there was more than just him. There was a jolt of fear and excitement. A cock got put into my mouth and my hand placed on another. As they both got hard. I was moved onto my knees on the bed. One in my mouth and one in each hand. I was glad I had pre-lubed because a hard one was pushed into the hilt with one push. He set up a nice steady rhythm; the one in my mouth started to leak precum. The one fucking me grunted and pushed in hard. He pulled out and moved to my mouth to get cleaned off, and one of the guys in my hand moved to my ass. I have no clue how many there actually were. I counted nine loads in my ass. Yes, I was a bit sore. They got dressed and left. No words were said. I tried to connect when I woke up this morning, but he had deleted his Grindr account. Yeah, the whole anon scene is risky but this once it paid off. Now I"m going to fantasize about it happening again.

Was horny this morning so I went cruising. Walked into the cruising are and immediately saw a hot guy with a shaved head and sunglasses pissing. Walked past him and to a little side area, he followed. When he came closer I recognised that we have played before. 'Straight' married guy who never fucks without a rubber. We snog, suck, he plays with my hole. I let him. We keep on snogging and swapping sucks. I tell him I want him to fuck me and as always he says not without a condom. We keep playing for a bit before inturn round and tease him with my hole. He rubs the tip of his dick against my hairy arsehole and pushes a little. "Are you clean?" He asks. "Yeah" I replied.. I'd douched after all so I was clean in that respect. He slips in and starts fucking me. His dick is solid with a little up curve to it. Probably about 7" and nice n fat. A lovely uncut head too. I want him to breed me but he says "cum on my cock and ill use it to fuck you with." I try but im not ready to cum yet. We move to a place about 10 metres away where there is a chair. I lean against it and assume the position. He starts fucking me again, hitting my prostate with each thrust and making me moan. Before I know it I hear him say "you ready?" "Fuck yeah, breed my arse" I respond. He grabs my hips, thrusts in about 5 or 6 times and starts grunting as he unloads his huge balls into my hole. After he pulls out he pushes a bead of cum out of his cock for me to lick. I'm good and I suck it clean. Fucking perfect start to the day!

the night rolled along as intended, connor gently rocking along as a slow parade of various horny men entered the room, slid their clothes off, and slipped inside him without much protest. some fucked him fast and rough, dumping their load in a few seconds with a triumphant growl, claiming his soft pussy with ropes of sticky hot cum as they pressed themselves tightly against him. Others seemed to savour the moment, gently pumping in long full strokes, telling him how good he felt, or how wet he was, encouraging and praising his submission. they would pause to admire his now puffy hole as it simply gaped in anticipation of the next cock. Corbin busied himself with the occasional errant text, stopping only to eagerly offer his throat to a few handsome boys he hadnt seen yet, plugging his fingers into his silky pussy as he gulped and slurped at them as if to encourage them to remember just how good he was as well. Corbin would tease their nuts tight to the base of their cock, carefully edging them to the brink of dumping their load, before pulling back and with a quick smile and a gesture sending their now aching brimming tool directly toward Connor. There were a few though that took desperate restraint. An exceptionally long or thick penis, or one with a particularly beautiful shape, might send him momentarily spinning on his heels, eager to plunge it into his own thirsty cunt. Not tonight though. Tonight these cocks were only for a single lonely straight boy he could barely recall the name of anymore, only the absolute carnal pleasure of his raw virgin asshole as it pulsed around his own cock, seemingly begging for the seed in his balls. By four AM Connor had passed the threshhold of discomfort, and was long past the point of concern. What began as a string of begging and pleading had now settled into a comfortable grunt or occasional intense groan as his wrecked slut hole spread wider and wider, the cocks plunging deeper and deeper into a pool of rich warm semen. Corbin remembered that a few degrees of offset at the head of the sling ensured the fuckstick stayed at what he called the breeding angle. hips up and out, to encourage a mans cock head to naturally, gracefully caress and assault the prostate as the gentle lean guaranteed once their cunt was loose, the seed simply flowed deeper into them instead of out. Six hours of fucking had reduced Connor to a filthy parody of his former self. His churning asshole, once tight as a drum, now sloshed about with an impressive count of loads as his guts swam in an ocean of random mens cum. Corbin made sure to check the clock every few hours, just to make sure his chained up little marionette was nice and relaxed. Earlier in the night he'd forgotten by a few minutes. not that it was his fault, of course not, a piggy poz cock like his was in just as fervent demand as the kite high sling-bound pussy in his caretake. just as his uncut prick finished filling an eager little chaser he was distracted with ever more childish thrashing and begging from tonights fuckstick. pleading for release, for help, for anything; not that anyone took particular notice. dragging his dripping tool out slowly and reluctantly he sighed and embraced his sullen role as tonights glorified babysitter. "hush now baby..." Corbin gripped the boy ferociously...annoyed at the sudden urgency that pulled him out of such a sweet little neg hole. "we arent finished using up your pussy. just lie back and relax for me.." he gently mocked as he pushed more drugs into the boy, watching patiently as the little tantrum subsided. "theres my good boy...all better now..." He soothed, gently rubbing Connors asshole in slow circles before licking his fingers clean and motioning for a thick bear to approach. "please?" Corbin asked eagerly and as the hirsute man smiled and slowly nodded, he dropped to his knees and began the challenge of working the sizeable girth of cock into his throat. The mans low groan was the only approval he wanted, as he settled into a gentle rhythm working the bulbous cherry head past his lips and down his throat again and again. gently reaching between the mans powerful thighs he took careful hold of his bull sized nuts, massaging them gently so as not to coax their precious load too soon. After a few glorious proud minutes sucking what had to be the largest cock in the room, the man abruptly grabbed Corbin by a tuft of hair, pulling him off his cock. "yes daddy" corbin simply acknowledged as he rocked back on his arms, waiting anxiously. Corbin knew this daddy wanted boyhole, and the only one in the room was about a foot from his leaking prick as he turned to step forward toward the nights fuckstick. "put me inside him boy." Corbin eagerly slid his hand around the base of the mans hairy cock and aimed its weeping piss slit into Connor. "here..." Corbin slid his hands around and pulled the straight boys greasy cheeks apart. "its all ready for you now daddy, push it inside him"

Last weekend in Chicago was IML weekend and full of hot guys. I came to the city for the long weekend too. Unfortunately I forgot my prep at home. Must have left them on the cabinet. Anyway, decided to go to steamworks for the first time in my life after reading all the positive reviews here. It was the most amazing and surreal experience. I literally got fucked non stop for five hours by at least 20 different people of all ages, races and body types. I think the free live porn shows made them very horny and a willing Twinkie bottom came handy to them. I cannot believe I let my inner cumslut emerge like this. My ass was sooo open and full of cum by the end of the night that for the next entire day I kept having contractions and fluids coming out of it I’m a bit concerned as I have not had my prep medicine for a week but not too worried about the outcome as the fun I had was totally worth it.

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.

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.

connor marched confidently down the sidewalk, his shoulder length black hair in the breeze, counting the houses along the way as he imagined his perfect first date. "abby" he nodded, fondly remembering the profile online. as he climbed the steps to the wood clad shotgun house he no sooner rapped against the door as it suddenly opened. "hey." remarked a sandy redheded guy in baggy jeans and a sleeveless shirt. "is...abby here?" the boy smiled in response. "oh yeah! come on in my dude." Connor followed the young man down the narrow hall and into a living room as the television blared. "she literally just got into the shower. takes fucking forever...girls right?" connor nodded with a smile. "feel free to hang out and wait." Connor sat back on the futon and opened his phone. "Beer? its the end of the week, i always go for a cold one." The redhead thrust a can toward him. "sure" connor smiled as he sent a quick message to abby, letting her know he was waiting patiently, and settled back to watch the nonchalant redhead pick up his controller and dive back into whatever game was on the flatscreen. the minutes seemed to crawl slowly by as his once passing interest in the game gave way to struggling to even keep his head up. "Hey what did you say your name was again?" the boy remarked coldly as he stood up flipped the TV off. Connor struggled to dumbly squeeze out the first syllable of his name and as he slowly tried to rise from the couch, the red headed boy suddenly appeared before him face to face. "doesnt matter..." he muttered as he gently pressed a finger into the dazed boys chest, sending him crashing back onto the couch. Connor roused wide-eyed and with a sore head at the distant tintinabulation of oldies music. squinting in what appeared to be...another room? his heart began to pound as pieces of his situation came at him full speed. his eyes darting around, he appeared to be shackled to a..sling? stripped of his clothes. "someone fucking help me!!" he wailed, panic setting in as he rattled in futility against his padded restraints. but there came no response, only a low humming from the dark corner hall. "I'm as corny as Kansas in August.." Connors head darted about to try to locate the source of the oration. "High as a flag on...the Fourth of July..." came a slow refrain once again from the alto voice. "Hello?!?! who are you!?" Connor again strained his wrists as the trod of footsteps grew nearer. "No more a smart..." peeked from the darkness a 6'4 blonde boy with piercing green eyes and a shoulder bag, making his way closer. "little girl with no heart..." he strut forward theatrically a few steps, paused, and standing tall at the side of the sling leaned in to whisper, "I have found me a wonderful guy." Connor once again bellowed a cry for help, which was mockingly roared back with a smile, silencing his protest in shock. "It wouldnt be much of a dungeon, if people could hear you. Please try to calm down." the shapely boy stepped back to open his bag, sorting through various objects. "who are you? what is this? where is Abby." connor asked pensively. "Oh Im Corbin," the boy smiled a cheshire grin back to him once again, his pierced lips and nose glinting in the light. "Is that what we called her this time? how basic. Tiffany, now thats a name. I guess we didnt want to scare you off with too much formality." Corbin set his bag on the stand next to the captive young man and continued. "so...there never was one. My friends and I post these heartfelt little profiles online, and nice young men like yourself jump at them like flies to a bugzapper..." Corbin idly tugged at one of the chains as he continued. "See this weekend youre what we call the fuckstick. a free cock anyone can jump on and a hot little hole they can fill, no questions asked, and drain their balls all over you. I mean compared to online dating its perfect. no awkward hookups or small talk or status, just strrrrraddle the fuckstick and make it happen." Corbin beamed as he began unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his toned alabaster abs, firm chest, and little black scorpion tattoo nestled just below his bellybutton. "im not gay." Connor protested obstinately. "I dont care mr..." Corbin fished out a wallet and peered into it, "connor. it doesnt matter." Corbin tossed the leather bifold aside and slid off his pants, picking up a large black marker. "I dont fuck dudes." connor roared once again in protest as the boy smirked, looming over his writhing form with ease and gripping a fistful of the boys long hair. "You fuck what i tell you to fuck, fuckstick." Corbin quickly sneered into his ear. "my name is Connor" the boy spat back as he was greeted with a slap across the face. "wrong. Connors not here this weekend, what is your name?" Corbin paused to watch the boy spit on him. "yummo..but not the right answer. what is your name?" Corbin wiped the spit from his face and into his mouth before winding up and slapping the boy again. As anger gave way to frustration, Connor shouted one last time in desparation, only to be rewarded once again with the sting of the boys hand across his face. "Baby, all you need to do, is just tell me your name..." Connors hopelessness momentarily gave way to blubbering as the dominant man gently brushed his cheek. "Fuck...stick." Connor whispered through clenched teeth. "Thats right such a pretty little fuckstick, now lie still.." Corbin brushed aside an errant tear from the boys face and ran his hand through his hair one last time before uncapping the marker and slowly stenciling his new name across his chest. "there we go. wouldnt be a very good fuckstick if people didnt know you were one." Corbin lectured at the defeated boy, gently pulling his long clear piece of plastic tubing nearer, "we're all hooked up and ready fuckstick, so this will only take a second." Connors heart began to race as he took immediate notice of the IV line in his arm. "what is this please dont do this.." he blurted one last time as Corbin began administering the needle into his line, "nice deep breaths for me fuckstick, the medicine is good for you..." Corbin slowly stroked the boys chest as a dim expression washed over his face. "see im really what you call more of a compliance officer or a coach i guess?" Corbin smiled as he felt the boys pulse slow and the struggling end "it doesnt matter. I help you get nice and ready." the ringing in connors ears was distraction enough as he felt the soft warm hand on his chest, Why was he here again? he sighed as the lights in the room seemed to dance about, only eventually gazing down to see corbins tattooed fist pump away at his uncut cock. "there we are fuckstick nice and high. nine whole inches! just like your profile said isnt it? im so glad you werent a fibber. does it feel good in my hand? lie back and let it leak a little for me slut im just getting to know you. we have all night." Had it been minutes? days? connor could barely keep track of what was happening in the room as his dick seemed to throb and ache all on its own, rock hard. "never shaved here?" Connor came back to earth just long enough to notice his dick had been marinating in a pool of its own precum. "whah?" he slurred curiously. He couldnt remember why he had to be here anymore, but Corbin seemed oddly familiar. "im not surprised, most straight guys dont..." Corbin remarked as he draped a warm wet towel over the young mans cock. "First rule of being a good fuckstick, people need to see your big pretty tool" filling his palm with shaving gel he idly remarked, "my daddy mostly taught me to keep shaved, see?" Corbin pulled his jock open to reveal his six inch pierced and tattooed uncut cock. "not a hair anywhere. now you..." Corbin pulled back the towel and began lathering the squirming boy up. "are you ticklish?" Corbin asked amusedly as he held the boys hips in place. "I remember my first time too, a little conscious, a little not, like a nice dream you cant wake up from. but! i was a good boy just like you fuckstick." Corbin smiled and Connor couldnt help but return his expression. "Sit still now." Corbin whispered and carefully razored the boy as he hummed along, removing his once full bush to expose the soft bare flesh below and as he wiped the last of the shaving cream he gave one final inspection before nodding to himself proudly. "now for the jewelery. not that youll need it since you were a very good boy and took your medicine. its just nice to see around a cock." Corbin reached back into his shoulder bag and produced a steel cockring. "this might be just a little cold at first, but it keeps that big greasy fuckmeat where people can appreciate it." Connor barely registered as he felt his prick, followed by each nut slowly slide into the ring which was pushed firmly against him. he briefly felt exposed as the metal seemed to do just what was advertised and push his genitals lewdly from his body. "I never know what our party guests prefer, fuzzy wuzzy or shaved...its so hard to really get it right you know?" Corbin tugged the boys hips closer, exposing him further as he pulled his cheeks apart, "not like your dosage. your weights right on your profile! it makes it so easy to keep you flying first class." Corbin looked up at the boy as he ran an index finger across his virgin asshole, eliciting a soft gasp. "thats right. feels so naughty doesnt it? am i the first boy to touch it for you? i suppose a little hair is okay fuckstick. youve got a very pretty little hole." popping the top off a tub of vaseline he held his greased fingers just at the precipice of the boys soft, forbidden entrance. "I know you probably dont trust me right now, but i promise, in just a few minutes youre going to open up like you never thought you could.

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wonderful story and a good advice being used at bulls in Berlin. Visiting Berlin form june 28th to july 1st

A few years ago, I met a guy who wanted to be fucked on a tennis court at his apartment complex. I went to his place and found my way to where he was on the darkened tennis court. There was definitely a feeling of danger of being caught as we fucked like wild beasts. We couldn’t make too much sound and had to stop mid thrust when the security guard drove by. It was extremely hot. A few months later, I went to a birthday party for a friend of mine, and guess who was there? Mr. Tennis Court. Apparently, he was also friends with my friend. We both played it off as if we never knew each other.

my dripping man cunt

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!

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)

I was insanely thirsty. I realized I hadn’t drunk anything for hours and the drugs were making my mouth and throat very dry. As the last guy who had shot his load inside me slid out, I managed to say I needed a break to drink. I moved my left hand to pull the blindfold up and started to get myself up but my hand was grabbed right away and I felt another hand pushing me right down on my chest. “Who said you could leave? Stay where you are” I heard from a very authoritative voice. “ I got all you need here” My head was pulled from the back. “Open your mouth” I was ordered as the brim of a glass was pushed to my lips. “Drink, boy” It tasted like juice diluted in water. I was so thirsty I drank it all. I could feel a slightly bitter aftertaste but it was so nice and cold after all those hot hours that I just didn’t pay that much attention. After I had drunk the entire glass, my head was then slowly lowered down to the mattress. “There, just breathe. Rest for a moment”. The drugs were still hitting hard though and I was still rubbing my body continuously, keeping my legs open to show I was still craving cock. “My little whore is still hungry! Let’s give it a few minutes”. ”A few minutes for what?” I thought for a second. But I quickly realized again it was pointless to worry at that point after all the shit I had let him do to me. “The crowd is starting to thin out a bit. I’m gonna fuck a couple more times and have the guys left around here take care of you, then I’ll see what to do with you. You’re not going anywhere for a while anyway.” He was right. I wasn’t even sure where I was half the time. My mind kept going on and off. I was sometimes feeling that my brain was turning itself off for a few minutes and then waking up suddenly. That’s when I realized I was being fucked again. “That sloppy hole of yours is getting me insanely horny boy”. He was thrusting in and out, with cum splashing out and around my hole. He was holding my knees up. I started to feel another rush of heat. I was getting slightly nauseous. I pulled my head back, breathing heavily and moaning loudly. -“I can see the G is starting to work on you. Seems like I can give you anything I want and you won’t even suspect anything or resist.You’re nothing, you’re powerless”. -“Yes, Sir.” His thrusting got more intense, then suddenly stopped. “You almost got me to shoot another load, but I want to save my bullets. I own you tonight boy. And I want to make you mine”.

"look at you! giving up that pussy like a good boy should. I knew you could do it fuckstick." Corbin cheered the boy as he continued to open him, occasionally glancing up to appreciate his work. The mirror, some cheap dorm room accesory picked up ages ago, was perhaps the best accessory to the evening. a fifteen dollar constant reminder for every straight man who found themselves in the sling that their purpose was to serve as a greased cumhole. "can you see it fuckstick?" he remarked slowly as he dragged the length of his tool out of the dripping wet boy. Connor watched the boys shiny cockring as it slipped from his asshole and hovered above him, only registering the emptiness he felt and the cool air on his wet hole. "look up baby...look at your hole. isnt that neat? my whole dick fits up inside you where it belongs now fuckstick, and this pretty cock? its greasing you up full of my pre. here, watch it fillllll you up..." Corbin teased as he effortlessly slid back into the warmth of the boys virgin hole, grinning as he watched him softly grunt. "Thats the way. you feel me dont you, feel it deep in you..I know it doesnt feel like youre doing a whole lot but trust me that naughty little cunt is. youre making my cock feel so fucking good." Corbins words seem to drip in the boys ears as he rocked along, obediently accepting the hot cock. "the first time so special fuckstick. a little different, a little scary i know, but before you know it i promise that litte holes going to be your most favorite thing in the whole wide world." Collins mind wandered. this was it? this is all he wanted? he felt for sure there was something else he wasnt aware of as his ass met the boys hips again and again. he felt pleasantly full, like a thanksgiving dinner, only more? the drugs made it impossible to focus on any complex emotion or opinion other than the immediate sensations. his butt felt slick from all the lube, and for a minute he forgot why any of this was important at all. Corbin seemed to speed up and slow down at his own pace, sending the occasional tingle through his own cock as he mashed into his g spot. he huffed as the toned pigs balls slapped harder at his ass, but the dick inside him didnt seem to so much as pinch, it just pushed deeper. Corbins dick felt like it belonged, like a secret, evil little toy that tickled his insides. "god i could rape this hole all night fuckstick...wouldnt that be nice? spend the whole night with just me inside? just me and you and your little pussy sucking the jizz right out of me" he remarked, checking his watch, "but like I said we have a schedule and lots more cock needs to breed you." Corbin picked up his pace again as his balls tightened. "bread?" Connor grunted aimlessly as the boy between his legs let out a chuckle. "no fuckstick not bread, breeeeeeeed..." he moaned, "you dont know what that is i guess so ill spell it out because im real close to showing you. You lay here all nice and dreamy while that greasy little fuck hole milks a big hot load of cum out of whatever cocks inside it." corbin looked down in concern. "just...fucking...watch..." Corbin grit his teeth and made a few final thrusts before pressing tightly to the boys soft ass. throwing his head back, he groaned in satisfaction as his cock began its familiar dance, pumping the boy full of his first deep hot load of seed. "thats..." Corbin huffed, catching his breath, "thats...just perfect. see? thats breeding, thats what youre here for fuckstick, just a nice pretty asshole to drain your balls into." Connor felt the thick cock inside him as it seemed to slip just a little easier now with so much cum in his butt. "god youre fucking greedy." he hissed, jamming a finger into the boy and wiggling, "come on, come on, at least let me see a little bit drip out of you..." Corbin smiled, yanking his finger out as a milky white ooze reluctantly seeped from the hole. "such a beautiful little fucking whore you know that? god its like your pussy knows to keep that cum inside..." connor blushed in response, not sure if he was doing something wrong or right as stared at his own ass. Another eternity passed before a hand waved in front of his face. "hey there litte guy.." It was the redhead from upstairs "dont mind me, just need to take a few pretty pictures to show the party guests..." Connor stared blankly as the teen snapped pictures of his face and dribbling cock, "Corbin did you barefuck him?" the teen kneeled down to photograph the boys freshly fucked hole a few times. "sure did. his pussys got seed in it but hes not exactly oozing it. fucking slut." the pig smiled, "your turn isnt it?" he groped the redhead through his shorts, "I gotta finish this post..." the boy protested as Corbin slid the phone from his hand and lined him up between Connors legs. "plenty of time for that later. dont fight it, take care of this firrrrst...i promise this one is fantastic" the redheads cock was now visibly thickening to the touch, tenting in his shorts as he grumbled. "fine." the pig smiled with glee as he leaned in to his prey, "Connor this is Dalton, hes got a nice big eighteen year old cock that he strokes all day long, but todays special because hes about to push it inside you instead. sound fun? a nice big load of...teen..." Corbin cringed and paused as Dalton finished rolling on a long green condom before pushing his cockhead against the boy. "ugh, kids. you know, you really know how to ruin a good time young man." Corbin scolded as the condomed teen slid into connor. "its safer this way besides i dont want your cum all over my dick you fucking pig" Dalton shot back as he found a rhythm and connor moaned under him. Corbin glared as he fished through his bag again. "fine then!" he grinned, walking past the couple before pausing behind Dalton, "but he DOES feel really good though doesnt he? no fibbing now..." Dalton grunted as he slid his shorts down a little lower, "yeah, this ones tight.." Dalton remarked as though Connor didnt even exist. "yeah he is. hey here, let me help you make it feel better..." corbin pushed the little brown bottle of poppers under the inexperienced teens nose as he recoiled, "ugh ew what the fuck is that..i dont want to do anything tonight." continuing to apply pressure, Corbin held the bottle to the squirming boys face, "relax its just a little pick me up, makes you feel good you know? just breathe..." Corbin waited for him to tentatively inhale before pulling the bottle back, "oh...whoa...dizzy" Dalton wobbled as corbin gave a laugh, "thats it! there...keep fucking him it'll pass..." Corbin held the boy closer as the poppers clearly had their intended effect: dalton was now stroking faster into the connor, "that a boy! let me hear those balls slap...breathe it for me again.." Corbin whispered, returning the bottle to the teen again and again to ever less protest until he could barely stand. "its so good isnt it?" Corbin didnt wait for an answer before gently wrapping his hands around Daltons hips, "pull it out and ill make it feel even better, promise..." Corbins tattooed hands directed the boys hips in protest as his cock slid out. "dont....i wanna fuuuuck." Dalton protested as corbins hand slid around the teens shaft, "its okay youll fuck dont worry, just relax already. let me jerk it..." Corbin slowly and methodically stroked the boy, inching the condom up his shaft "look at that big pretty cock...so wet and yummy....lets see the rest of it..." corbin pushed the last little ring of latex off the head of the teens dripping prick. "stop it..." dalton grumbled, reaching for the greasy rubber on the floor before he was abruptly stopped, "sshh, its okay its okay, here comes mister feel good, nice big breath for me..." Corbin sang into the boys ear as he obediently inhaled the poppers, "there ya go lets make those big juicy balls bounce." As he worked the boys shaft he leaned in, each hit of poppers slowly pushing him closer to the tight hot hole in front of him until at last the boys mushroom tip leaked and oozed against Connors unprotected hole. "back inside now, give him your cock..." Dalton needed no coaching, with a head full of poppers and a firm tug from Corbin his dick slowly vanished into the hot cunt for what looked like the most deliciously sensual fuck he had seen in a long time. two or three pumps later betrayed the boys youth as he gasped, "i gotta pull it out im gonna cum!" Corbin grabbed the boys shoulders and humping against him pushed Dalton over the edge with a long groan as he struggled against Connors ass. "theeeerre we go thats a good boy, pump it all out now, cream that pretty hole nice and deep." satisfied the teen had managed to dump every drop into Corbins new litle toy he stepped back and watched as the redhead pulled out with a plop and a warm ooze of jizz. "youre a dick Corbin." The pig just smiled and returned to the couch, "feel free to dump another load in him later tonight when you get hard again."

Chapter 1: The Life of Nine Daniel stepped out of the shower, water dripping off his tautly-muscled body and his still-rigid cock. From under the spray, Laszlo asked, “Does that thing ever go down?” Daniel chuckled. “You want to have another go and see if you can make it go soft?” “No, thanks. My hole is going to be sore, and my jaw’s going to ache for 3 days as it is.” Daniel methodically dried off his 9-inch pride and joy, then went back to towelling off the rest of his body. He and Laszlo had just finished filming a scene in which Daniel had face-fucked and ass-fucked the slim, boyish Hungarian for a total of five loads. He’d pumped a first load down Laszlo’s throat, then fucked Laszlo missionary and planted a second one in his hole while Laszlo came hands-free all over his abs and pecs. Without even stopping, Daniel had kept right on going, continuing to pound Laszlo’s ass, now rolling the compliant bottom onto his face and mounting him from behind, lying right along his back and pounding deep into his hole. When Laszlo yelled that he was going to cum again, Daniel speeded up and dumped his second load into Laszlo’s battered hole, then pulled out to let the cameras see what looked like a tidal wave of sperm slowly oozing its way out of the younger guy’s well-used ass. After Daniel had eaten and sucked all his cum back out of Laszlo’s stretched-out butt, he had rolled Laszlo onto his back and shoved his cock back into the boy’s mouth so Laszlo could clean him off. When he at last pulled free, the two cameramen wanted to get in on the action. Both of them were rock-hard and ready to go, and in what seemed like no time Laszlo had taken a third load up the ass and a second one down the throat. Daniel had kept right on stroking, and then drove his still-hard erection deep inside the hole of the cameraman fucking Laszlo and dropped his fourth load of the day inside another willing and tight ass while the cameraman was breeding Laszlo. It had been quite the afternoon. Even for him, this afternoon’s performance had been one for the record books, but the slim, dark-haired Laszlo had been his favourite kind of guy to fuck, and Will, the red-haired cameraman, had been cut from the same cloth – slender, muscled, and with a firm, round ass that opened right up on demand. Once he was dried off, he crawled back into the bed, tired at last and glad of a chance to get some sleep before it was time to go downstairs for the wrap party that night. It had been a busy week, during which he had filmed three scenes altogether. Just as he was dropping off to sleep, he felt another body sliding under the sheets and curling up against him. Laszlo murmured, “Is this okay?” Daniel reached out an arm, pulled the younger guy close to him, and they both fell asleep almost at once. It had been eleven years since Daniel had done his first shoot, and it was that first film that had given the then-eighteen-year old stud the advertising tag that had stuck with him ever since: “The Hawaiian Nine.” Half his reputation had come from the length and thickness of his cock, the rest from his uncanny ability to keep calling up multiple cum shots while filming. But then, his copper-coloured skin and devastatingly handsome face had done no harm for his career either. Daniel, the Hawaiian Nine, always looked as if he had just stepped off Waikiki Beach, and that was legitimate because he actually was Hawaiian. He came from a typically Hawaiian family, with various mingled bloodlines traceable to every corner of the Pacific Ocean. As a youngster, his father had been a champion surfer, and he’d passed on his skills and his love of the big waves to his eldest son. Daniel’s mother had been more problematic. As a church deacon, she had lived many hours of her life within the church at the end of the street, and it had always pained her that her son, her pride and joy, simply didn’t share her enthusiasm for Christianity at all. Daniel, of course, knew exactly why he was avoiding the church, but he also knew that sooner or later he was going to have to come clean to his parents, and that was going to be messy. In the event, he didn’t get the chance. When he was eighteen, he got a job on the mainland to earn more money for school, and it was there that he had taken on the additional job of doing favours for an older man who turned out to be a porn director. Wild sessions in his lover’s bedroom led soon enough to sessions in front of a camera, and to his first film scene. His long, thick cock had made mincemeat out of the inexperienced hole of the bottom who was paired with him, but he had gotten a bonus from the production company’s owner after delivering not one, not two, but three fountain-like money shots during the one shoot. The film, and the bonus, were his undoing. Back home in Kauai, another young gay man he’d never met fell victim to a snooping father who found the scene on his computer, recognized Daniel, and told Daniel’s mother at church what he had seen. In later life, Daniel, when telling the story, would simply say, “I’ll leave the rest to your imagination.” Things got messy all right, and in ways which he hadn’t even anticipated. His father, although concerned about his well-being, was prepared to accept his decision to work in the porn industry, but his mother most certainly was not. She had told him he was no longer welcome in her home -- and was no longer her son. When his father remonstrated with her, she turned on him, declaring that with such a weak-kneed approach to what was right and moral, he was no longer welcome either -- and that he had better leave right away so she could call a good divorce lawyer. Nor did things get any easier when Daniel’s younger brother and twin baby sisters lined up on the side of their father and their brother. The resulting divorce proceedings were messy in the extreme, becoming a nine days’ wonder in the local media. Daniel watched it all from a safe distance, in West Hollywood, and continued squirrelling away money for his education after each shoot. He made five films for the director before they broke up, and by that time he had a reputation of his own and could get jobs with any production company that wanted him. He laid down some strict guidelines for himself. Film shoots were an absolute no-no during work terms at school. He accepted offers for holiday periods only, and the offers became much more reliable and consistent when he shared his school schedule with several of the production companies which allowed him some leeway in choosing his scene partners. In due course, he finished his business finance degree with time and money to spare, and promptly bought an equity share in one of the production companies which hadn’t used his services. This firm specialized in twink-on-twink action, and had no need for Daniel’s particular abilities, but he was shrewd enough to know that this was one of the most foolproof market segments. Over time, with the help of careful investing and a bequest from a sympathetic uncle, he increased his holdings to forty percent of the total, but acted mainly as a silent partner. After all, the management was getting great results, both in the quality of films and in the financial statements, and only an idiot plays games with success. Daniel himself had bigger plans, and these became obvious when he placed his forty percent stake into the hands of a new production company with himself as sole owner, Hawaiian Nine Films. In no time, the twink studio was rebranded as “Twink Heaven, a Hawaiian Nine Company.” He then begged a couple of friends to work for nothing for him, to help him get established, and the three of them proceeded to make the new company’s first film, Hawaiian Nine Nights, which immediately put the new company onto a truly solid financial footing. Within the year, Hawaiian Nine Films had a solid professional staff to run the business and was making more and more films itself, under its own name. Daniel had hired some of the best directors and camera men in the business. The quality of his films became the envy of the industry, while his name on the website drew endless numbers of viewers. Well, that and his legendary tool. It may not have been as long as some porn dicks, but it was unquestionably one of the thickest ever seen on film – the thickness making that rampant erection appear actually shorter than it was, until a bottom began sliding down onto it, and kept right on sliding farther and longer than anyone expected. It became a sort of tradition at Hawaiian Nine Films that, whoever else was featured, the boss always performed in one scene for each film, either within the story or as a “bonus extra” only for those viewers who actually purchased the film, as opposed to simply streaming it. The film that he’d just finished making with Laszlo had been the fortieth production of Hawaiian Nine Films, and it had been the first one in a few years in which he’d played more than a single scene or bonus. He’d fucked Laszlo, he’d done a scene with another twink “borrowed” from Twink Heaven, and then he’d brought the house down by letting himself be fucked and bred on camera by the legendary Rod Rammer, whom he’d persuaded to come out of retirement for this special appearance. By now, the rumours were out on the street that Rod actually preferred to bottom, and the “bonus track” for this video featured Daniel fucking and breeding Rod, the first time that famously top-only man had ever been fucked or bred on screen. The rumours were proven to be right on target when Daniel had let his load spurt into Rod’s hole just as Rod was cumming hands-free, a fountain of cum that shot out of his rigid eleven-incher to a clear three feet in the air above his twisting, convulsing body. This whole scene was such a huge coup for Daniel that he actually had planned to market the bonus as a separately-priced item, available only at an extra fee and only for purchasers of the full-length film. After sleeping for an hour and a half, Daniel awoke to find Laszlo still sleeping and still cuddled up against him, there in the spacious master bedroom of his condo. He felt a little sorry for Laszlo, who was likely to get totally overlooked in the whole fanfare over the two scenes with Rod Rammer. Because Laszlo was actually a gifted performer as well as a sweet bottom, Daniel resolved to give him featured billing, if not as prominently as himself and Rod. As he was thinking these thoughts, Laszlo began to stir. Daniel stroked his face gently, and the younger man came awake with a beaming smile on his face. “What’s made you so happy?” “I was just dreaming about waking up in bed next to you, and look – here we are!” “Laszlo, don’t get your hopes up.” “Oh, don’t worry, I know all about that. It’s a job, it doesn’t mean anything else, don’t let yourself fall for your scene partner, blah, blah, blah.” “Smart man. Let’s hop in the hot tub on the balcony.” They went outside, pulled the cover off, and turned on the jets before settling into the steaming, bubbling water as it swirled around them. Daniel leaned back with a grateful sigh, letting the foaming action soak away the tension in his neck and shoulders. After a few minutes of relaxing, Laszlo resumed his line of questioning. “But what about you, Daniel? You could certainly do worse than fall for a sweet young thing like me. And it’s not like you’ve ever been seen with anyone since you broke up with….” “Stop right there if you ever want to get another job with Hawaiian Nine.” “Okay.” But Laszlo looked a bit doubtful. “Laszlo, I can read you like a book, and you’re asking all the questions: what makes him tick emotionally, what’s his private life like, who if anyone has been in a relationship with him, all that gossip magazine stuff that always makes everyone too damned nosy. No one knows about my private life because I don’t have one – not the way you’re thinking of it, anyway.” “Do you miss it?” There followed a moment’s silence. Then, Daniel’s taciturn reply – if you could call it a reply: “We’d better get going, don’t want to be late for the wrap party.” And he stood up, taking a towel for himself and handing Laszlo the other one. In twenty minutes they were both dressed, and Daniel shooed Laszlo out of the bedroom, saying he would follow in a minute or two. Downstairs in the big open-plan main room, the caterers had gotten everything set up and then had vanished as requested. Jim, Rod’s husband, had taken over the management of the bar, and was busily mixing and dispensing drinks to all comers. Laszlo was in a corner, making animated conversation with Terry, the other twink from the film. Will, the red-headed cameraman, was chatting with Rod Rammer, and directing covert, envious glances at the star’s legendary cock bulge. Other assorted members of the cast and production team mixed and mingled. Daniel flung himself into the party, mixing and mingling with his best sparkling smile and vigorous laugh. Rod Rammer cornered him, with a proposition – he and Jim would love to have Daniel come over for another private three-way, like the one they’d had the previous year when the whole idea for Rod’s appearance in the film had been hatched. Eddie, the other cameraman, let him know that he had left a camera running when he and Will had gone to town on Laszlo, and there might easily be another scene or bonus in that footage. Terry came to talk to him, plainly angling for another film gig. Daniel was polite but noncommittal. During their scene, Terry had been about as sexy as a lump of rock, and it had been a challenge to stay hard and to cum on cue. Other voices tossed out other casting suggestions to him, a few of which intrigued him enough to make a mental note to investigate. But all the time, somewhere deep inside, he was pondering Laszlo’s question. Did he miss having a private life? The more he thought about that, the quieter he became, and the people there who knew him best could tell that the boss was deep inside himself again, and likely to remain that way for the balance of the evening. The party finally began to wind down, with the business management team of Hawaiian Nine doing the honours of helping all the guests on their way. At last, the condo was empty except for them, and they quickly said goodnight to Daniel and left themselves. Daniel was alone. But not really alone, because Laszlo’s question was still hanging in the air. Did he miss – did he even want – a private life?

My biological father was killed in a car accident when I was 10 years old, leaving my mom and me on our own. My mom struggled as a single mom for a couple years, but she was miserable without a man in her life, so it was hardly surprising to me when she started to date again. What was very surprising was that when she finally picked a second husband, she chose Bud. My dad had been an incredibly intelligent, cultured, and soft-spoken academic, and Bud...wasn't. My dad used to spend hours on the weekend absorbed in books, but Bud was more the type to spend hours on a chair in front of the TV, drinking beer (and if we were lucky, he'd be wearing pants). But he was nice to my mom, and nice to me, and my mom stopped worrying all the time and seemed more relaxed. I know that some people, in particular my biological father's family, used to question her decision to remarry so soon and why she chose a man so unlike my father, but she just used to say, "He makes me laugh" and leave it at that. I did overhear her talking to a friend once, who asked the same question, and instead of her usual answer, she replied, "Because when I'm riding his monster cock, I can cum two or three times for every time he does." I didn't really get it at the time, but like I said, she was happy and relaxed, and so I was too. I asked Bud one time, before he married my mom, what his real name was. He told me that his parents had wanted everyone to like him, so they named him Buddy. But as he got older, he shorted it to Bud. Then he told me how, even though he knew that he could never replace my father, my mom was very important to him, and so that meant that I was very important to him too. He knew that having a man around was very important to a boy in his teen years, so he hoped that I would soon feel comfortable to talk to him about anything. He was so sincere, and my mom was so invested in this new relationship, that I bypassed the stage where most step-kids resent the new man in the house. Even so, although Bud and I tried, but when it came down to it, we had very little in common. I was very much my father's son: quiet and introspective, shy and lacking confidence, not in the best shape, whereas Bud was loud, brash, in-your-face, a proudly self-proclaimed redneck. Even so he'd pretend to take an interest in my schooling, and I'd pretend to enjoy watching football with him, and we had a friendly relationship, which was a relief because I started having some interesting changes happening to my body around then, and he was right, it was nice having a male friend to talk to about it. He got me through wet dreams and pubic hair, masturbation and shaving, all without a scratch (literally). It was interesting, but as Bud's and my friendship got stronger, his relationship with my mom got worse and worse, and so did mine. I think that she envisioned that her second marriage would be mostly about the two of them, with me just hovering on the periphery keeping out of their way. But Bud wasn't having that - we were a family unit. So the two of us got closer, and my mom's jealousy drove her further and further away. It got to the point that when I was 16, and I finally admitted to myself that maybe thinking about the quarterback at school while jacking off meant that I was gay, that Bud was the first one that I told. He hugged me, told me that he loved me, and that he was proud of me, and told me that I might want to hold off on telling my mom until things got better. I was so relieved that he was okay with it, given his proud identity as a redneck, but he just told me, "I think of you like my own son. You are mine, and I'm not getting rid of you that easily". This new insider knowledge made us even closer, causing all sorts of whispered conferences just out of mom's hearing, and private jokes - it wasn't that surprising that she packed up and took off one day. When my mom left, Bud made it clear to everyone, especially me, that he considered me his son and was planning on keeping me with him for the next couple of years until I was 18. I was so relieved that I wasn't going to be uprooted, or lose another parent, but he just hugged me and said, "I told you, I'm not getting rid of you that easily." Since he started working long hours to make up for the loss of the second income, I started picking up my mom's extra work around the house. It wasn't easy, because I kept fucking it up for one reason or another, but Bud was very quick to kindly correct me and get me back on track. He became more and more of a guiding hand over the the next two years, and I spent more and more time with him, because he made me feel good about myself, even though I kept screwing everything up. We talked about college sometimes, and I told him that even though my grades were good enough to go anywhere on a full ride, I wanted to go to the college in town so that I could live at home and take care of him. He agreed to the idea, saying, "I'm not getting rid of you that easily" and chuckling over that old joke. Then, my 18th birthday came around, and everything changed. I woke up the morning of my 18th birthday to a strange tickling sensation. I was startled to find Bud sitting on my bed, in just his jockeys and his ever-present trucker's cap. It was shocking because Bud had always stressed that my room was MY place, and he never entered without permission, until this morning. He was, as I said, sitting on my bed pretty close to naked (I was completely naked, as I had started sleeping that way every summer), and the tickling sensation was his middle finger, slick with lube, sliding back and forth up and down my ass crack. I was paralyzed by the bizarre nature of the situation, so when Bud put his other finger to his lips in the classic "Shh" signal, I obeyed. Then he slid his finger into my hole, and I had to let out a gasp. Even though I was 18, and had known I was gay since I was 16, I was still a virgin. This, ironically, had been advice from Bud - that you only get one first time, so make sure that it's special. So, Bud's probing digit was the first thing to ever enter my hole, and it wasn't the most pleasant intrusion. I tried to wiggle away, but he put a first grip on the leg closest to him and I was stuck. He figured out when he hit my prostate based on my reaction - my eyes got very wide, and I lost my breath. Then he pulled most of the way out and then slammed his finger into my teen G spot again...and again...and again. After three minutes of this, my dick decided it couldn't take anymore and I came, sobbing a little with the intensity of it. I was pretty sure at this point, because I knew with 100% certainty that Bud was straight, that this was a really vivid wet dream - like a birthday present from the universe. So when he reached out and scooped up my cum off my chest, and held it out to me on dripping fingers, I obediently opened my mouth and starting sucking his hand clean. I heard from his end of the bed the snap of a cap, and the pop of a Ziploc bag opening, but was so focused on doing a good job that I didn't pay attention until his fingers (this time middle and index) slid into me again. This time the intrusion burned more than before, and it staying warm even after the initial burn. In fact, by the time he was deep as my prostate again, my whole ass felt like it was smoldering. The shock from my prostate felt ten times better, and when he pulled all the way out, my ass had never felt so empty. The pop of the Ziploc again, and his fingers were back - this time the smoldering turned into a full-on blaze of lust. My ass needed to be filled, and stretched, and used. I was making little noises in the back of my throat, and when he pulled his fingers out of my hole again, they got louder. Bud smiled, and wiping his lubed fingers on his jockeys, he stood up and came to loom over me. I could see his enormous bulge straining at his briefs, and I remembered, as a kid, hearing my mom use the term 'monster cock', but the feeling from my ass was making it hard to focus on anything but how empty my ass was. He looked down at me and smiled, saying, "I've been waiting for this day for some time now, boy. I thought about it often enough, and almost jumped the gun a couple of times, but I realize that it is very important for your development that you understand that this is a choice, and that you are an adult, and aren't being manipulated or victimized, so that when you decide to embrace it, you know that it was your choice, okay?" My head was starting to spin, too much for me to really understand what he was saying, but I felt I had to acknowledge him somehow, so I grunted. He continued, "The choice is that you can either tell me to fuck off right now, and I'll leave and we'll forget this ever happened, or you can ask me to stay, but that means that you do everything, and I mean EVERYTHING that I say. It's your choice." My head was spinning even harder now, and I was desperate for some physical contact to hang on to, so I started groping blindly in his direction, which is how I grabbed hold of his cock. My mom was right - it was a monster. He laughed and pulled my hand off, holding me firmly by the wrist, saying, "I need to hear the words, boy - either go or stay." I focused as hard as I could and gasped out "stay" - whatever he had planned couldn't be worse than this isolated, horny, bizarre spinning feeling. Bud feigned confusion, "Sorry, couldn't quite catch that..." I was sobbing again, the feelings of lust and emptiness so strong within me, and so I sobbed out a much louder and definite "Please stay". When he chuckled, it froze my blood - I had never heard him sound so...well...evil was the best way to describe it. He shucked his underpants, and his monster cock sprung free. Then he pulled my chin so that I was looking directly into his eyes, and said, "You asked for it, faggot." Coming soon - part 2.

Oh okay. That actually sounds really good. That's a lot of time to not have to worry...I may have to find another waxer then. I enjoy the whole process with shaving, so I don't mind doing it often. But not having to think about it at all would be so much better lol

It was with my first serious boyfriend. We had been together for about six months and had always used condoms. We started talking about trying it bare and both of us wanted to. Even though neither of us had ever barebacked before we still got tested. The night we finally did it bare we had a lovely dinner out and then went to a club before going back to his place. It was an amazing experience going bare for the first time.

I won't kick a guy outta the sling if he's wearing a jock, but I prefer him buck naked. I don't like to wear one myself when I bottom; I like ol' Lucifer to be able to breath and flop around. I do like the visual if we're just sitting around making out before the fucking begins.

I've been away moving flats, but finally getting back around to this. I'm going to comment and add my 2p on the ones above - thank you @AirmaxUK for the post and additional points. Cash master = a glorified fetish word for a profession that begins with E and end with a T where the "scor" in the middle (sorry to the moderators here, but needed to spell this one out). Believe it or not, I've some around on the dog masks. I had an albeit mild playsession with a guy who really showed me the basics of pup play. It was one of the most loving and empowering experiences I've had. So, don't knock it til you tried it here... Yeah, I used to get much more action at group parties when being a barebacker was a differentiator. Now I feel like I'm in competition - and it's not easy doing that in my 40's now. It's a shame; part of me wishes I had PrEP back in my 20's, but c'est la vie... I have to wonder about that cumdump hotel, though...Just today I saw two ads for "cumdump" bottoms where the number of accepted attendees was well north of 50 each. I suspect there is quite a bit of overlap in lists there, but I also wonder how many of them actually turn up and what experiences those respective bottoms had. I'm willing to bank that at least one of them was seriously disappointed.

For me that's what I'm looking for. I hooked up with a 19 yo a couple of years ago ... came in less than 5 minutes but it didn't take him 5 minutes to get hard and ready to go again. He came in me 23 times in one night.

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.

Totally agree, I am occasionally confronted by someone telling me that they are on prep but still use condoms because prep doesn’t protect against other STI’s, I ask but do you use a condom for oral sex? They say no, I point out your exact point that their theory is flawed.

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.

Totally hot

Part 4 I do what he says until I can’t inhale anymore and my eyes get wide. He tells me to hold it in until he says to exhale. It felt like forever but really maybe 30 seconds and I let out a huge cloud of smoke on his queue. I was expecting to smell hash or weed or something but weirdly I don’t smell anything. He lights the torch and says, “Again”. I take 3 more huge hits and my body starts to feel like I’m floating. It definitely wasn’t weed or hash but I’m feeling pretty damn good and I feel like I need something but don’t know what. “So you suck cock yet, sissy? Or do you just think about it all the time when you’re playing with that little white clitty?” I turn to tell him that I’m not a sissy and I’ve got a pretty big cock…but I see him looking down. When I follow his eyes I see that he’s got his cock out of his pants and it looks a lot like some of the big pornstar cocks I’ve seen in videos. It looks about 3/4 hard and growing. I’m guessing it’s about 9” and thick…but not like some of the fence posts I’ve seen in porn. All of my “BBC” fantasies fill my head in a rush, along with images from sissy hypno videos. My eyes up here, slut. I’ve seen that look before. You got it bad, yo. You look-“ he stopped mid sentence and said, “is that what I think it is?” As he reached into the console my heart sunk. He grabbed the green remote before I could and said, “that’s why you fell so hard in that stool. You pounded yourself. Yo, how long you been a sissy? You pretty old.” He pressed the only button on the remote and the plug exploded into the lowest vibration. I gasped and watched my left hand move deliberately towards Marcus’s big cock. “Look at you. Look at you. What’s your girl name when you’re all dressed up like a whore?” “Jamie, sir,” I said in a voice I didn’t recognize. He hit the button a few more times and watched my reactions. “You like that black cock, Jamie? Is it everything you dreamed of? Is this what you were thinking about when you were bouncing on that barstool? Do you want my big black cock to destroy you and make you a woman? My woman?” He says all of this in a deep voice, very slowly with pauses after each question. Like he’s trying to hypnotize me. I now have both hands on his magnificent cock and I am stroking and squeezing it as I stare at it from about his length now, a fully erect 9 inches. Marcus hits the button again and the plug shifts to rapid fire. My hands pull the head down and just like that, I’ve got 4 inches of Marcus’s cock in my mouth. “You a natural, slut. And you hungry like a motherfucker. Ya know I was gonna grab my boy Keith this weekend and lock you in a hotel room. Have some fun with your sissy ass and grant you your BBC fantasy. But I like your enthusiasm and, yo! you addicted already,” I was in total nympho whore mode as I listened to more of his hypnotic voice and tried to stuff more black meat in my throat. Marcus hit the button one last time and powerful boom boom boom waves invade my virgin pussy. With both hands still pumping Marcus’s cock, I cum in my pants and moan loudly. “So I’m going to make you my next project. Do you like sucking black cock, Jamie? Is black cock the only cock you want? If I promised you that I will keep you safe and you can have all the black cock you want at any time, would you be interested, Jamie?” What? A small part of my brain, the logical part, was like, “you have a life, a hot girlfriend and a great job…so not interested”. Imagine my surprise when I stare at his cock and slowly say “yes, sir. I’ll do anything you want.” WTF? Man, that hash or whatever it is fucked me up. All I could think about was making Marcus cum.

Chapter 41: Happy Trails The two of us started walking towards the trails with our cocks and balls swinging between our legs. Dad was correct in applying the bug spray, but not on our cocks. If it wasn't for them swinging, our cocks would have been sucked by many mosquitoes already. We arrived to the head of the three trails. The first was called Fantasy Lane. The sign described it as an approximate 1 mile trail leading to the World Famous Fantasy land. It continued by saying there are play stations along the trail, and most are free to use first cum first served. It did say one spot was free unless rented out with a private rigger there. It indicated that riggers had the right to ask you to leave that play station. In big bold letters the sign said all acts on this trail are to be consual by ALL involved in any sexual activities. The sign then said keep our trails clean, and use cans provided for condoms. Of course someone wrote, " Who uses condoms here?" The other 2 trails were just numbered Trail 1 and 2. The sign said these trails were intended for naturists, and sex was prohibited from dusk to dawn. The sign said trail 1 was approximately 1.5 miles, and went through densely wooded areas with some sections being a boardwalk. Trail 2 was approximately 2 miles and went through highly wooded and swamp areas, with boardwalks and bridges over small streams. Both trails would end at the beautifull lake named Cuminme.

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corbin readied his steady fingers to pierce the young man before pausing to run a tattooed hand up his leg. "youre tense.." he mumbled and thought for a moment before inhaling deeply. "you know..." he remarked, returning the glistening glob of lube to its tub and setting its aside, "our first toys..fucksticks..they only lasted about twenty minutes. i wont lie, its a lot of cock..." Corbin returned his grip to the boys pulsing prick, softly pushing the foreskin back and forth over the sticky pink head. "its so hard making boys take care of their toys. you see a juicy fuckhole, and you need to fuck it...push deep and let every inch inside. its just natural." Corbin traced his thumb around the boys glans and over the head, smiling at his soft little groan before continuing. "boys are supposed to fuck boys connor and i cant change that, they fuck and cum." he remarked flatly. "anyhow, i sort of updated a lot of the rules. pretty holes are like fireworks. If you set them off all at once, its just no fun." Corbin shifted his hand to grip and massage the boys balls as he freed his own cock to stroke. "no, what i decided was a lot more exciting. the medicine i picked helps make you feel yummy all over and get nice and hard" Corbin squeezed a drop of precum from the boys captive prick, "that was my idea. But tonight the parties on a schedule, from little to big. it makes you last longer." corbin slowly knelt between the boys legs, placing his thumbs and spreading the boys hole. "but i guess i got ahead of myself, because the first thing you need is a nice big kiss." Corbin leaned in, gently lifting the boys heavy ballsack as he pressed his tongue against the hot manhole and was rewarded with a surprisingly effeminate whimper. each boy was different, most jumping in surprise at the hot wet touch even with a heavy dose of party drugs, but Connor betrayed something different and rare. Corbin continued, mating his lips against the boys ass as he began gently swirling his tongue and sucking at the boys soft little fuckhole. Connor flexed his hands and clenched his jaw as Corbin pulled his hips closer and his unstoppable violation slowly continued. his protests, although hard to form, were frequently punctuated by grunts and whimpers as Corbins mouth gently opened him against his will. the various "no" and "stop" he had managed to mumble were ignored for so long he had given up. his mind screamed to get out, to run, to fight, anything, but the boys dreary eyes could hardly find the floor let alone the door. squinting into the air he saw a familiar sight which took ages to register. two boys, someones head bobbing? arms and legs...It finally dawned on him, he was watching his own reflection. he groaned one last unheard "no" as he craned his neck to take stock of his situation. his cock had spilled so much precum it now formed a shimmerming pool in his belly button. Corbins thumb and forefingers remained gently suspending his heavy balls as the boy pushed his tongue now effortlessly in and out of his hole, its soft warm caress only further serving to disarm the obstinate straight man. Collin furrowed his brow and gazed on silently, as the cacaophany of sucking and slurping continued. "Beautiful" Corbin dragged the boy back to earth with his remark as he pulled back, admiring his handywork. the once tiny pink pucker had become a swollen, puffy, soft boyhole. "like i said..." Corbin stood, reclaiming the lube and pressing a generous amount against the hot hole, "we're on a schedule, so everythings taken care of. relax for it..." Corbin smiled into the boys eyes and as he softly whined, his hole gently gave way to the boys middle finger. "there we go, thats our first little friend tonight." corbin plunged his finger deeper as he registered the boys discomfort before gently confirming his prostate. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gently leaning into connors ear as he pressed against his virgins forbidden prize. The singular groan that came from the boy was an unmistakeable, unholy, succulent symphony Corbin delighted in hearing. this was the soft song only a virgin could sing to him. "very good fuckstick very good...lie back now and let it happen..." he encouraged the captive young man. pumping softly into him, his shoulders relaxed, sinking into the sling. corbin delighted in his slow deflowerings as they produced the hungriest fucksticks. babbling, writhing, eager straight boys that craved penetration were so much more enjoyable than his run of the mill idle fuck zombies. pulling out fully he slid a second digit in, almost effortlessly, and smirked at the brief expression of question on Connors brow as he continued to massage and tease the boy. "isnt it nice? I know just where you need it fuckstick, just where to touch. let me show you how good it feels baby..." Corbin hissed as he continued probing the boys ass. connor just grunted softly as the expert top worked him to extacy. he felt full, hard, like something inside him needed more. like his whole body wanted to be touched inside. Finally satisfied with the supple texture of the boys pussy, Corbin slowly pulled his fingers from the puffy pink ring and took his place. Connor glanced around, visibly annoyed. the dull fullness in him had abated and he felt frustratingly empty now. "connor..." The guiding voice seemed surprising, welcome, as he looked up to see a tall boy wrap one hand around his hip and another around the base of his prick. "remember me? our second guests here...." Corbin slid himself gently against the boys well worked asshole and was rewarded with a tight kiss against his cockhead as the steel from his piercing slowly slipped inside. This was the moment, the exquisite instance when he would gently flex his hips to deflower another helpless young straight man. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gazing into connors eyes. without protest he sighed, slowly easing all six inches into the boy as a deafening silence enveloped them. gripping the chains of the sling, he tugged the last inch of his cock into the boy as they both gasped and sighed. "sshhhhh its okay, its okay. im inside now." Corbin soothed the confused looking boy as he ran his hands across him. "see how nice that is? youre such a good boy. i told you id make it easy." Corbin gently swirled his hips, planting his cock in and out of the newly deflowered boy. "now the next parts super easy Connor, all you need to do is relax while I fuck...just for a little bit..until your hole makes me cum." Connor groaned in response as the cockhead inside him seemed to stroke all his cares away. "Connor?" the boy grunted as he bounced back and forth on the sticky cock. "sorry about that" Corbin sighed, watching the boys hole easily milk him over and over, "I must have been thinking of someone else, fuckstick.."

When we got to his place it was around 9pm. He invited me in and asked if i was hungry. I was and he heated up some leftover pizza and we sat down and ate dinner and drank some beers. We talked about our history. He knew he was gay from an early age. He had a few partners but has been single since he became poz about 2 years ago. I told him that i was bi and not out about it and did most of my exploring with gay masseurs. Also mentioned i had gotten into fisting. "What do you like about being fisted" he asked "I like feeling a mans hand in me and having that full and deep feeling and having my limits stretched. But its more than physical. Being fisted to me is the ultimate in offering myself to the man that i am with. To spread my legs and offer myself to him and allow him to take me, own me from deep inside. Having him deep in my controlling me is amazing." i said "You like giving yourself to your man", he asked looking at me deeply with his eyes "Yes i do. If the connection is right. I want to give myself totally to him", i said softly looking at him He leaned in and kissed my so softly. I leaned forward kissing him back our mouths opening and caressing each other's tongues. He picked up my hand and led me to his bedroom. We started to make out and take off our clothes. As we got naked he pushed me back on his bed. I pushed myself up to the top and lay there opening my legs for him. He lay on me and we made incredible passionate love or at least it felt like it. His kissing was so intense, assertive yet passionate. He was raping my mouth with his tongue and i didnt want him to stop. I opened my legs more as his cock was pushing at my hole. He then kissed me all over sucking on my nipples then going down on me briefly taking my hard cock in his mouth and then lifting my ass off the bed and he started eating my hole. I lifted up my ass to meet his mouth and held my legs back. "Ohhhh Brian eat me please", i moaned He kept eating me out and and moaned and writhed all over the bed. Then he got up on his knees, put my legs on his shoulders and put the head of his fat cock at my hole. He spat on his cock and pressed his head in. "Uggghhhh", i winced as his cock was so fat. He kissed and played with my tits and pushed in. It hurt like hell but also felt sooo good. Finally he was balls deep in me. He didn't wait this time to start fucking me. He started with short strokes then to long strokes and started pounding me. "Ohhhh your pussy is so tight. Its like a tight glove around my cock", he moaned and breathed hard as he picked up his pace His cock was stretching and pounding my hole. It hurt but also felt so good and he was banging my prostate. I started to moan in a whining bitch in heat sound and said" Uhhhh fuck me please. Fuck me hard, take me own me please". I tried to raise my ass higher off the bed to get more of him in me. I wanted all of him in me. "Ohh bitch you are mine aren't you. You want me to stop and pull out. Maybe put on a condom or you like it bare?", he said picking up his pace "Bare please and please don't sto fucking me please. Fuck me, take me and make me yours please", i begged "You want my seed in you?", he yelled "Yes i do please mark me, make me yours please", i blathered out I was in total ecstasy. I was high on the pain and pleasure. I had never felt this way before and my eyes rolled back and my ass uncontrollably started to spasm. I grabbed his hips and i didnt know what was happening to my body and i started to shoot spurt after spurt of cum all over his chest and mine. "Ahhhhhhh", he yelled as my ass was squeezing his cock hard "Here is comes bitch", he yelled I felt his thick cock expand and i felt his hot juice spurt in me and my hole suddenly felt all wet and warm. My ass squeezed even harder and i felt like i was having a continued orgasm. His fucking slowed down but he kept pounding me and grinding in me. He leaned in and kissed me deeply are lips locked. He leg go of my legs off his shoulder and i let them slide on his side and i wrapped them tight around his waist crossing them at the bottom of his back and wrapped my arms around his back. "Please stay in me please", i asked softly. "I need you in me", i said. He kissed me back deeply and said "Don't worry i wont", he said In our embrace he slowly kept grinding expanding my whole with his thick meat and massaging my prostate. It felt so amazing to have him in me and to feel his seed in me and my legs and arms wrapped around him. I drifted off with him in me. I was in heaven. I woke up to use the bathroom. It was about 2am. As i climbed back in bed i looked at him. He was so hot. He lay there on his back with his legs partly spread. His penis was soft but still meaty. I couldn't resist, climbed on the bottom part of the bed and started to lick him and softly suck on him as not to wake him up. After several minutes of licking him, teasing his head with my fingers and sucking lightly on him, his cock was at full mast. It was glorious. I dribbled more salaiva on it and then climbed on. I winced as its still a thick piece of meat but squatted down until half of his huge cock was in me and slowly kept sliding on it when finally i had all of him in me. I started riding him, putting my hands on his chest. "Hmmm someone needs Daddy's cock", he whispered "Yes Daddy I needed to have you back in me again", i moaned as a rode his meat He grabbed my waist and started to pick me up with his strength and pull me back down on his cock. I moaned like a total whore and threw my head back. He then got up and pushed me on my back while still keeping his cock in me. He lifted my ass off the bed and then piledrived into me. "OHHHH Shit", i cried "You wanted it you are going to get it", he moaned He fucked my hard like that only the top of my back on the bed and my neck bent looking up at this god who was fucking the shit out of me. He fucked me like that for what seemed like for ever then turned me over flat on my stomach, spread my legs and entered me from behind pushing down on my back. "OOHHHHH your hurting me", i yelled. It felt like he was tearing my hole. I grabbed the sheets and bit down on them. He essentially sat on me and pounded me mercilessly. "Bitch i am going make you pregnant.", he said in my ear as he grabbed my hair lifted my head towards him and gave me a wet sloppy tongue lock. He rode me like and then i could feel him tense up and his cock expand in me, "Here is comes boy....ughhhhhhhhhh", he grunted and felt spurts in me. "Ahhhh yes, breed me please", i cried out lifting my ass to meet his cock. He pushed my ass back down grinding his cock in me then lying on me kissing the back of my neck. "You're mine", he said as he breathed and kissed my neck "I know", i leaned back and said He rolled off of me after all his cock softened and all his cum went into me. I moved back to the top of the bed and put my head on his chest and fell asleep.' I woke up and looked over and i was in the bed alone. It was 9am. I put my head back down on the pillow. My ass was sore and wet. I started to think about last night and everything that happened. It hit me that i had fucked bareback and taken cum from someone who was poz. I started to worry about it. Would i get HIV? Would i get AIDS? What would i tell my family? "Good morning sleepy head. You were out last night.", he said. He walked over to the bed and sat next to me sitting up. "Good morning" i said quitely "You ok", he said "I am worried about last night", i told him "You mean about getting fucked bareback by someone with HIV?, he said "Yes. I am scared and worried and don't know what to do? Should i go see my doctor or go to a clinic?", i said worryingly. I started to tear. He sat next to me on the bed and i sat up next to him. As i did a bunch of cum plopped out and my butt made a little noise. I took my fingers and wiped some of it up and he leaned over and licked off my fingers and then kissed me deeply. I kissed back and opened my mouth to accept the cum juice. "That is how we taste together", he said. It then clicked what that meant. My pussy juice and his cum....this is how we tasted together. Pulling back, he said "It's up to you what you want to do" "That's the problem, i am confused", i said He put his around my should and i leaned in on him, his hand on my thigh. "I don't know what i want to do, i mean i took your poz cock and cum", i sobbed and looked up at him "I know i shouldn't have but i did", i said "Did you enjoy it", he asked "Yes a lot", i responded "Then what are you afraid of", he asked "Getting pozzed. I am angry at myself for letting this happen", i said tearing His hand was rubbing my thigh and now brushed against my hard cock. "Maybe you are angry cause you know you liked it. In fact you wanted it", he leaned in and started to kiss my ear "No i don't want to get hiv", i said "Are you sure cause your cock is telling me something else right now", he said as his hand was now rubbing my hard cock and i let out a soft moan "I can't be. I don't want to be pozzed", i uttered "You sure cause again your cock is telling me another thing", he said as his hand was now stroking me I just moaned back in a daze and conflicted "You wanted to give yourself to me, to let me breed you and make you a poz slut", he said in my ear "No i dont want to be pozzed please, i don't know whats going on", i said yielding to his maniplulations. My hand found his mammoth cock and started to stroke it. "You want it, you want me to poz you again", he said pushing me back "Don't worry i will take care of you. You will be mine", he said kissing my neck "Yes" i moaned "Yes please Daddy own me, breed me, poz me and make me yours I opened my legs once again and offered myself to him taking him in me. We fucked like this and doggy for the next hour. "Tell me what you want", he said fucking me "I want you to poz me please Daddy, please poz me", i cried out "Here you go baby. Take my load", ugghhhh and he unloaded another poz load in me. After several minutes in my arms grinding in my whole and while kissing and pulled back from the kiss. "Daddy how long will it take for me to be poz", i asked "I don't know but i will make sure of it", he said back and kissed me deeply. I thought I am his now and I love it.

After our session i went home, took a shower and jo thinking of his fingers in me but what got me really hot was watching that guy take a fist and part of an arm in him. I shot a huge load imagining Mitch's fist in me. After i came and cleaned up, I jumped on my computer and looked up fisting porn and fisting website. I became obsessed with fisting. I leaned how to completely clean your hold and how to stretch it with toys. I ordered toys online and had them shipped to the coffee shop. When they arrived i took them home and played with them slowly opening up my hole. After a couple weeks i reached out to Mitch again and scheduled another session. I cleaned out my hole dressed in shorts, no underwear and a tshirt. I showed up and we hugged and kissed softly. We started making out and he broke off and said, "Get your pussy on my table". "Yes Daddy", i said playfully. After i got on the table he got on behind me and started eating my pussy out. I let out a moan. He was eating me out less softly and more as if he hadn't eaten in days. His tongue was probing me, his fingers and he was nibbling on my pussy lips. It felt so good. Then he started to suck on and bite my ass. "Awwww", i yelled. He slapped my ass and then went back to eating me out. He grabbed lube and slowly began inserting 1 finger, 2 fingers then 3 fingers in me. He swirled them around hitting my gspot and massaged my pussy so good. Then his fourth finger went in fairly easy. "Good my boy has been working to stretch his pussy for me. Turn over", he said smiling. I turned over while his fingers were still in me. I let out a loud moan when rotating on his fingers. "You like that huh. Your pussy all wet", he said. "Yes uggghhh yes it is", i moaned Then he leaned in and gave my a deep kiss, our tongue dancing and then he took his left hand and massaged my nipples. I was in heaven. Then he squeezed my right nipple hard and i winced and then he forced his hand in me. My head fell back and i let out a total feminine moan. OMG his hand was finally in me. It felt so amazing. I had never felt anything so incredible and fulfilling. He then pulled back from our kiss and slowly started to rotate his hand in me. "OHHHH yessss", i moaned "Good boy. You like Daddy's hand in you?", he asked laughing "Yes i do", i panted He worked my hole for the next 30 minutes rotating it and pushing forward while his fingers massaged and teased the walls of my pussy. Once in a while he would pull out his hand and tease the my pussy lips and i would push back wanting his hand back in me. Slowly he worked all the way up to his forearm. "Oh yeah you are one hungry bitch. Your pussy is sucking up my arm.", he said in amazement. My pussy was hungry and wanted more. I raised my back off the table trying to meet his arm wanted it all. He got further up my hole and it got stuck. I felt it deep in me. "Ooooh, we've reached your second pussy boy", he said in excitement. "What's that?", i asked "Its your second hole deep in you.", he said. He probed slowly and gently teasing it for the next five minutes, then suddenly felt him go past the ring. It felt like i was floating in ecstacy, he was so deep in my. That along with filling so filled with him and my prostate going crazy i shot load after load all over both of us and the table. "Ahhhhh, yeah thats it squeeze your arm with your pussy", he said while rotating his arm to make me feel him in me. I think i came for like an entire minute. It was incredible. He slowly pulled out his arm. I felt empty and wanted it back in me even though i had just cum. I pushed back on his hand and he slowly played with my now fat juicy pussy lips. I grabbed his cock and sucked him off. He pushed away and said that he would love to play but had to get back home to his partner. They had a dinner to go to tonight. I cleaned up got dressed and left his studio. When i got home i was still horny and got out my toys and played with my ass and came again dreaming of his fist in me. Over the next few months i worked a lot and also tried to find others who were into FF. I hooked up with several guys to expand my ass play. I also ordered more toys to stretch my hole and outfits i thought were hot to get fisted in like more jock straps. Its funny but i didn't crave any cock, i only wanted to be fisted. As i went on this journey i found that the reason why i was so obsessed with being fisted is there was something erotic and submissive that its the ultimate in giving of myself to the person i was playing with. To spread my legs and offer my pussy and body to him and have him stick his hand and his arm in me was the epitome of being a bottom. I had a dry spell of playing as work was busy and finding FF tops who could play when i was free was difficult. Finally several months later I set up a date. One day I drove out to Palm Springs from LA to meet up with a FF Daddy. I was excited. I dressed up in tight low riding jeans, thong and a thin tight tank top. We were going to meet late around 10p and i was also going to sleep over. As I almost got there, i got a text saying that he had a work emergency and couldn't play today and he had to go into work. I was a little pissed as i drove all that way. I also understood being a manager. I figured i would go toy shopping. I found a place that had toys, clothing and other playful stuff. It had about 30 minutes before it closed. I felt comfortable shopping out here as i am not out and don't live in Palm Springs. I walked in and there a few customers and one young staff person. I walked around and browsed. I started checking out the jstraps, thongs and other sexy outfits. Then went over to the toy section. There was a lot of stuff i had seen online but seeing them in person is a lot better. I was looking at some ball toys that stretched your balls and squatted down to look closer at it when i heard someone talk to me. "HI can I help you with something. Those come in pink too.", in deep voice. I turned my head and looked up. There stood a hot Daddy. "Hi I am Brian, I am the manager here", he said smiling looking down on me. "Thank you. I am just browsing. I am not looking for pink am i?", i said "Well i know you like the color pink. At least as far as i can see", he said with a grin I was thinking of what he mean then it struck me. My thong was pink and as i was squatted down and in low rise jeans he could see my thong. "Ohh yeah, oopps", i said shyly "Don't apologize, i like pink too and you look sexy in it. And you really wanted me to see it didnt you", he said. "Yes i guess. They make me feel sexy", i said. I stood up and looked at him. He was about 6 ft and medium build Daddy in his early 50's. He had tats on his arm and neck and had a nice small trimmed beard. "Lets go in the back I can help you with this", he said and grabbed my arm and took me into the back. It was like a dressing room. He closed the door which didn't go all the way to the ground. I turned to him and he told me to strip down. "Huh", i was dazed in looking at him "You need to take off your clothes so i can help you put this on and try it out", he said. I took off my jeans. My cock was now hard jutting out of in my thong. He stepped towards me and started to rub my cock. "Hmmmm very nice. Somebody is a little slut huh? You like teasing older guys like me with your cute little thong, as he said that he grabbed the back of my thong and pulled it up hard wedging in my hole and my balls. Hmmmm i moaned. "Yeah you're a horny little bitch", he leaned into my ear. "Yes i am", i whispered. I also smelled his manly scent. I felt his hand go under my thong and start to finger my hole. I moaned and he covered my mouth with his lips kissing me deeply. "Sshhh we don't want people outside to hear you moan like a little bitch do we", he said in my ear. He pulled down my thong and got the ball stretcher and put it on me one by one. It hurt but also felt good. Once he had it on he pulled on them from behind while i was slightly bent over with my legs spread. I let out a soft moan. Then he stuck his face in my ass and started to eat me out while pulling on me balls. I moaned kind of loudly and he stopped and took my thong and stuffed it in my mouth. I heard him unbuckle his pants and pull out his meat. He turned me around and told me to suck it. OMG it was huge and thick. I couldn't wrap my hand around it. It was at least 8" and the thickness of a Red Bull can. As i was on my knees i noticed a biohazard tattoo slowly touched it. It was a beautiful. "You like that tatt boy?", he asked sternly "Yes its beautiful", i said "You know it means?", he asked "No", i said "It means i am HIV+. Does that scare you?", he asked. I pulled back a bit, "Yes", i said "Well we don't have to do anything you do not want to, Ok?", he said softly "Okay", I murmured as i leaned in to suck his thick cock. I sucked on it as quietly as i could. The door opened and I pulled back but his hand was on my head and kept it in place plus he pushed his cock forward. "Hey Brian do you need me to stay longer or should i close up", the other staff person said "You can go home Cody I will lock up", Brian said ash he pumped his cock in my mouth "Okay see you tomorrow boss." , Cody said walking away He pulled out of my mouth and turned me over on all fours and started to eat my pussy. "OHHHHH", i moaned out loud now. After a few minutes i heard him spit on his cock and press it against my hole bare. "I am afraid to fuck bare. Do you have a condom?", i asked "No i don't fuck with condoms but i promise not to cum in you ok", he said as he pressed against my hole I didn't answer with words but rather action and just pushed back on his thick head. After pushing and trying to relax it plopped in. "Ohhhhhhh", i moaned. "Yeah you like Daddy's cock in you dont you", yes i moaned and pushed back further. He held my waist tightly and pushed even deeper. "AWWWWW its so thick it hurts", i moaned. "Don't worry bitch i know you want it. Take it", he said and pushed more. OMG he was splitting me into two until i finally felt his balls slap against my balls. He held me there to get used to his girth then slowly rotated his hips to move it around then slowly back and forth. "Ohhh god it hurts", i moaned With that he started to pump in longer strokes but slowly gyrating his hips. My hole loosened up and pain turned to pleasure and i started to push back and meet his thrusts. He was now pounding me hard and pulled me up so my back was against his chest and embrace, his hands playing with my tits and cock and he started to kiss and chew on my neck. I grabbed his head pulling in closer and opening up my neck to give to his lips. I was in heaven. He whispered in my ear," I am going to cum soon where do you want it", "I am afraid of getting hiv, i dont want to get sick" i said back to him while still riding and humping his huge cock. "Ok i can stop", he said and did so. I pushed back on his cock but he held me there. "I understand you are not ready yet and do not want you do anything you do not want to", he said. "But i so want your cock in me", i desperately groaned. "Can you fuck me more and then shoot outside of me", i asked . Sure he said. With that he fucked me good and then came in my mouth. I swallowed all of it. After he asked where i was headed to next. I said, "I dont know. I need to find a place to sleep. I am from LA". "Why don't you crash at my place", you can drive home tomorrow. We cleaned up and drove to his place.

Hey fellas, I’m Tyler and I’d like to take you on a journey. My journey. A journey of naivety, acceptance, discovery and ultimately, depravity. I suppose you’d like to know a little about me? Well, I was 21 years old when all this began a few years ago – I’d only ever had one boyfriend, but had been single for a while. I discovered early on that I was a bottom, I loved everything about it – loved giving myself over to the guy pounding me. Even though I’d only had one relationship, I considered myself to be pretty experienced sexually. Boy was I wrong, I knew nothing as it turned out. My ex was great in bed, sweet 8 inch, thick cock that he’d slide into me raw, always leaving my guts overflowing with cum. Since breaking up with him I had met a few different guys on Grindr or Scruff, but I’d insisted on using condoms, as in my head this was what I was meant to do when no longer in a relationship. I left these encounters feeling as though there was something missing, I just wasn’t satisfied with the sex. Ultimately I realised it was because I wasn’t taking their loads inside me. This realisation scared me, as I wasn’t on PrEP and knew the risks. Like all guys, I loved porn and of course I’d mainly watched bareback porn. I knew what a biohazard or scorpion tattoo meant, I’d heard guys say things about their loads being toxic or dirty, or ‘you’ll remember this fuck forever’. I’d quite enjoyed this type of porn, but for me it was just porn and nothing more, it didn’t add anything to my jerk off session that regular bareback porn couldn’t give me. I’d started chatting to a guy called Tommy on Grindr – he was very quick to compliment me on my toned swimmers build, blonde hair, blue eyes and firm little arse. Personally I think I just look like your typical Aussie guy. After a few attempts to hook up, we finally managed to get a time that suited us both, so he came over to mine one Friday night. I was really looking forward to it. Tommy was stunning, 25 years old, very tall with nice muscles under his fitted t-shirt, 9 inch cock that was leaking heaps in all the pics he sent me. He had already told me that he’d prefer to fuck bareback, but would use a condom if I wanted him to. I had already decided before he arrived that I wanted to scan his body for a biohazard or scorpion tatt before I let him fuck me, no tattoo = no condom. I just assumed that all positive guys had one of those tattoos. We started kissing as soon as I opened the door, he was so hot and we didn’t hesitate to get undressed. His body was amazing, pecs, six pack, perfect V and of course that massive cock and not a tattoo insight – I was in heat knowing I’d be taking his load. I instantly dropped to my knees to worship his dick, sucking him like I hadn’t sucked a cock in a year, plenty of slurping noises and that delicious salty taste of his precum swirling in my mouth. While working over his cock I felt his fingers start to probe my arse, causing me to raise my arse higher so he could really get in there. After a few minutes of this he grabbed me under my arms, lifting me, kissing me and turning me around. Getting on all fours I presented my hole to him while reaching for some lube on the bedside table. I applied a generous amount of lube on my hole and his cock before I guided the tip of his magnificent 9 inch cock to my hole, no words were needed, I’d clearly given him permission to fuck me raw, and damn did I need a load in me, it’s been far too long. He didn’t skip a beat, gently applying pressure until my hole gave way to his thick cock, allowing him to slide inside me fully in one continuous, but controlled movement. Oh my, what a sensation as he picked up speed, I was in heaven. Tommy worked my hole over so damn well, I was squealing in delight. He fucked my hole for a good 20 minutes, there was a white froth leaking from my hole and clinging to the full length of his marvellous cock as he pushed in and pulled out, all caused by his cock leaking precum like a tap inside me, I was wet, real wet, and I loved every second of this incredible fuck. He leant down behind me, still fucking me, he started to nibble on my ear from behind me, then whispering that he was about to breed me. Just hearing those words triggered my orgasm, soon enough cum was shooting from my cock onto the sheets below me, my hole simultaneously clamping down on his cock as he fucked me. I hear him yell behind me ‘here comes my load kiddo’, as his cock started throbbing inside me. He collapsed on my back a short time later, trying to catch his breath, his cock still pulsing inside me. In that moment I felt complete, this was everything I wanted from a fuck, everything I missed in my most recent sexual encounters. It was confirmed, I was a cumdump; sex just wasn’t the same without being loaded up. He gently pulled his cock from my hole, cum leaking all over the place, fuck it felt amazing. We cuddled each other, talking and kissing as he fingered his load back into my hole, with it gaping after the fucking it had just received and I was living for it. It was so sensual, I just couldn’t help myself, I needed another load in me and asked Tommy if he could breed me again. He got this devilish smile across his cute face, I was smitten. This time Tommy positioned me on my back with my legs wrapped around him, I loved being able to stare into his eyes has he lined up his cock with my gaping hole. It wasn’t long before he was pushing his entire length into me. As he did this he said he’ll probably cum faster the second time around. I of course said fuck yeah, breed me whenever you’re ready. I was infatuated with his body as he fucked me, being able to see all his muscles flex as he pounded me was truly amazing. I started to tweak his nipples and grab his pecs as he fucked me, they felt amazing. I reached up, gently touching his face with my right hand only to find my touch had left a mark on his face. Confused, I looked at my hand to see there was something on it, but what? I looked up at Tommy, him smirking as he continued driving his cock in and out of my hole. I looked at his left pec again to see a shadow, I rubbed it, removing what looked like concealer. He bent down and started kissing me as he fucked me, when he lifted himself up he said ‘why don’t you rub it all off’? So I did and it wasn’t long before I was able to make out a biohazard tattoo under the make-up. I have no idea what expression I had on my face, but my cock took over and started erupting between us, spraying cum all over my chest and face. Tommy then picked up speed fucking me, becoming more vocal with me. There was no whispering now, he now sounded like those porn movies I had seen. (Tommy): Yeah you like that tattoo Tyler, I can see you know what it means and your involuntary orgasm tells me all I need to know right now. You want another poz load deep in your guts don’t you kiddo? I couldn’t hide it, I screamed at the top of my lungs, fuck yes, breed me with your poz cock, I need it, you own me, you own all of me, poz me Tommy. And with that, Tommy planted a kiss on my lips as he drenched my insides with another poz load. I thought I was in heaven after the first load, I was wrong. Now knowing he is positive made this load infinitely better. He stayed inside me as he cuddled me, my legs still wrapped around his back, looking me deeply in the eyes and asking if I was okay. To which I replied, you have no idea, with a massive smile on my face. I have so many questions Tommy, but for now I just want to enjoy this moment.

Before I get into chapter two, I’d just like to thank those of you that have liked/reacted to this story – content creators on this site do appreciate this. For me in particular, I use it to gauge whether the story is worth continuing. I also want to acknowledge the fact that several people have reached out asking if this is based on personal experience or that of a friends. Very sorry to say this is a work of fiction. I began to wake up, without realising I had fallen asleep in the first place. As I opened my eyes I found that I was still wrapped up in Tommy’s arms, with him watching me as I slept. I asked how long I was out for and he said maybe 30 minutes or so. He asked me if I had any regrets for what had taken place, he was so genuine in his concern. I smiled at him and said absolutely not. I’d explained to him how I had been cautious since breaking up with my ex. I told Tommy that he was the first person I’d let breed me in a long time and that I was craving cum inside me, explaining that I had realised I wasn’t sexually satisfied by the encounters where I had insisted on the use of a condom. I embarrassingly told him of the tattoo inspection I’d done on him when he arrived, he burst out laughing, so much so that I saw the humour in it and joined in. Tommy was super affectionate and I didn’t expect anything like this from someone I’d met on Grindr. We snuggled, talked, laughed and kissed for what seemed like an eternity. His hand casually explored my body until his fingers were resting on my cum slick hole. Wait, let me clarify that, his hand casually explored my body until his fingers were resting on my hole, slick with his poz cum. I pressed my face into his chest and gently kissed and licked his biohazard tattoo. Never in a million years would I have thought I would find myself in this situation. Not just find myself in this situation, but to be so turned on and accepting of it. With a little hesitation I asked Tommy if he was comfortable sharing his pozzing story with me. He replied saying he would be happy to tell me, but only if I ride his cock at the same time. Honestly I don’t think I’ve ever moved faster, in a flash I threw my leg over him and lined his beast of a dick up with my puffy hole. With only the poz loads he left in me earlier as lube, I began to sit down on his cock – ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I moaned – lowering myself until his pubes were scratching my arse. I leaned forward firstly kissing his biohazard tattoo again and then locking lips with him. He whispered - ride my poz cock babe, your life will be forever changed tonight, go on kiddo, milk another poz load from my heavy balls. My viral load is through the roof right now, I only tested positive 2 weeks ago and I rushed out and got my biohazard tattoo the very same day. I couldn’t help but moan hearing this, with him gently thrusting upwards as I lowered my hole on his cock. He explained that he was 100% vers and had never ever used a condom in his life. Tommy admitted he was turned on by cum since his first fuck at the age of 17. Since that first experience Tommy had decided that he would roll the dice, and that he’d be okay with whatever happened. Tommy went on to say that 3 weeks ago he was craving cock and cum in his hole, that he was on heat real bad. He decided to go to a sauna where he went into a gloryhole cubicle and parked his cunt up against the hole for a good 6 or 7 hours. Guy after guy, load after load were injected deep inside his guts. Tommy grabbed me and pulled me down to him, giving him leverage to pound my hole deeper, as he did this he said he must have had at least 35 or 40 guys breed his hole that night. His pounding of my hole intensified now, he wasn’t holding back. His thick cock slamming my puffy, pozzed up hole. He said that while his hole was parked against gloryhole he heard several of the guys mention their poz status as they fucked him. Tommy was yelling from his cubicle, encouraging them to poz his hole, that he wanted multiple strains in his neg hole. And boy did they deliver, flooding Tommy’s hole with a variety of STI’s and load after load of poz juice. I couldn’t take it anymore, I too began to beg Tommy to poz my hole again, planting a kiss right on his lips as he pulled me down on his cock in one last forceful thrust, grunting as he announced that he was pozzing my twink cunt again. I was yelling yes baby poz me over and over again as I felt his cock spasm inside me. In that moment I knew Tommy was my alpha, and I am determined to make him see that.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was all a setup by Jason. Too bad there's not another chapter.

Jake stood motionless in the tile shower as the warm water cascaded across his body. stepping forward he placed his hands above his head, bracing his body against the satin grey tile as the water poured down his back, channeling naturally between his shoulders, to his hips, and along his taut milky cheeks as he stared down at his pendulous tool. Lucas would never understand how beautiful and perfect he had become, how he could become. maybe his strain would take, or maybe not, but Jake was sure this was a gift, a precious gift. Being poz among men was...it was as if he were some demigod. He could bless boys as he chose, convert the worthy few who invited his virulent hungry organ into their bodies and accepted his warm potent gift. Jake ran his hand along the length of his member. Poz meant his cock was home in only the finest, most exclusive bottoms. The boys who only cared about the purest pleasure. His exclusivity was confirmed gratefully by willing boys who buttered their holes with his precum and begged for his release, and denied to those who refused his generous pursuit of raw lust. Jakes head shot up as he heard his phone skittering across the marble kitchen countertop, vibrating with an incoming call. Scrambling to open the shower door he scuffed his feet on the bathroom rug momentarily and took off like a wet nude flash down the hall. "Lucas?!" he eagerly waited for the voice on the line to affirm his existence again if even for a moment. "uhm, Jake?" The boy searched his mind for what this timid voice was. It certainly wasnt Lucas. "Seth gave me your number. its Clint!" Jakes smile faded as he plodded back to the shower to fetch a towel. He certainly remembered blowing more greasy loads of pod spunk than he could count into this boy, he just never expected to hear from him again for some reason. His cock twitched at the thought of Clints insatiable cunt. "Hows it goin buddy?" Jake finished wiping himself down as he scooted the towel across puddles of water in the hall. "I feel...i dont feel good today jake. do you think it worked?" Jake felt a swell of pride as he heard the boys hoarse cough over the phone. "i think so baby." Jakes cock was rock hard as he imagined the boys smooth body embracing his gift. "I-if your not busy do you want to come over?" Clint asked bashfully. "of course i do baby ill be right there." Jake was now openly fisting his cock in anticipation of a slick poz hole to start his day with. "hi" Clint looked exhausted as he opened the door to his apartment dressed only in a pair of black briefs. his tired shoulders slumped as Jake embraced him. "Its all over baby you did a great job. Youre poz now" he stroked clints hair as the boy kissed him on the cheek. "i missed you Jake" he mumbled, moving his hand down to his underwear and slipping them down to present his pale cheeks. "i tried fingering my hole but it doesnt make me cum Jake" The boy couldnt believe his eyes. After all this, all clint could still think of was Jakes cock? it throbbed eagerly as he undid the buttons on his jeans. "i know baby, your boypussy needs a big cock in it doesnt it?" Clint nodded wearily as he spread his legs wider. "I made it slick already." he spread his hole obscenely for the hungry raw top to expose his dripping hole. "i mean, seth helped earlier. he brought lube" Clint pointed to a tupperware dish on the countertop that was obviously full of anonymous loads. "i never saw this kind before, but he put lots of it inside" clint remarked absently as he dipped a finger into his hungry toxic cunt. "this is the best kind of lube baby, but only poz holes get to use it. its very special." Jake scooped a gob of the seed into his fist and smeared it on his cock. "please Jake i need it inside. make me feel good." Jake stepped to the boys eager hole and gripped his hips. "put the nice big cock inside where it feels good clint" The boy sighed as he nudged his ass back and swallowed Jakes tool halfway. "oooooh fuck yes" clint moaned, continuing to slide back on the mans thick leaking prick. "god please jake fuck my hole" the desperate boy begged. "Jake began forcefully slamming his impossibly large cock into the smaller teens frame. this was what he was made for, charging up holes and shooting his load deep.

The party would down by the early hours of the morning, with a handful of guests sprawled onto couches and beds, Jake found himself curled up next to clint gently snoring, his sticky prick still semihard and his hole leaking a pungent pink mixture of poz cum and virgin blood, Jake glanced at his growing erection and stroked it gently. Last night had been amazing, clints tight boyhole gripped and tugged the hungry tops fat cock for all its jizz. he may have been straight, but once his ass got a taste of mancock the primal urges took control. The chems worked wonders to make clint focus only on the cock in his guts, pounding him to orgasm and planting its tainted seed. Jake gently slid his cockhead through the river of cum in clints asscrack, getting nice and slick. "every boys ass lusts for cock i guess" he thought to himself, remembering Mikeys thick fat tool pounding the cum out of him and into Clint. The seed felt cool as it oozed from his cunt. it felt right, like he was supposed to use his ass to take a mans hot cum amd make it his. Jake couldnt imagine ever being as cockthirsty as Seth or Mikey, but he could understand how a warm thick cock in hole could easily turn him into a cumdump. Jake looked down at Clints tight ass and gently began returning his cock where it belonged, deep inside the boy. As he pressed the head inside, Clint gave a sigh and a moan. "wakey wakey buddy, it feels like you missed me" Jake whispered into the boys ear as he slid home into the hot hole. "oh god. hngh...oh god no please you have to stop." Jake gripped Clints hips and held him in place. "Now thats no way to say good morning is it? Do you remember who I am?" The boy glanced over his shoulder and sighed, "Jake. Jake please dont do this i-" the boys futile plea was cut short by his own gasp as Jake bumped gently into his prostate. "Sure we can clint. We're just two guys having a little fun. Relax and let me get you hard" jake changed his angle and banged into the boys sensitive gspot once again, eliciting a grunt of protest and pleasure as clint looked down to see his eighteen year old cock thicken. "please dont cum in me Jake" Jake smiled and reassured the boy as he guided clints hand to his cock. "Stroke for me now, that a boy. Clint i spent all last night making your pussy drink my cum. dont you want a little more?" Clint sighed, listening to the lewd sound of the jizz sloshing around in his body as Jake fucked an undeniably perfect tempo. "y-youre dont have anything do you?" he panted, his hips betraying his body and gently rocking to meet the poz cock with every stroke. "just a nice big dick clint. you can be honest with me, doesnt a nice big dick inside you feel so good?" Clint groaned and tucked his head into the pillow. "i know baby i know, "Jake soothed the boy. "just enjoy me, let my cock in nice and deep. youre so beautiful when youre being fucked clint. did you know that? last night I took your virgin hole and turned it into something special. Do you feel me inside you?" "yes, ungh, god yes" clint whined, "why are you doing this to me?" he panted. "Because you were made to do this clint. Before when you fucked girls im sure the sex was great but after today, your little pink hole is going to be hungry too. You can cum and cum all you want but it will never feel as good as when I fill you up inside." Clint alternated between sobbing and moaning, totally broken, he offered no resistance to Jakes creamy fuck stick as it pistoned into his young body again and again. "now now none of that baby. here, lets turn over so we can see eachother." Jake slid out of the boys hole with a noisy slurp and laid on his back. as clint panted, staring at him. "we gotta finish up baby, straddle me." Clint sighed and did as he was told, straddling the tops powerful abs. Clint had never noticed how much bigger Jake was than him, comparing his cock to Jakes seemed an impossible feat. How did he take that inside his body? "now look at me, lift your hips, and lets put that nice big fat cock back inside your pretty pussy." Jake waited for Clint to sit forward and soon enough, felt his small hand wrap around his thick member. Jake slid his hands to clints ass and spread his cheeks open. "good boy, find your little pink cumhole." Clint resented Jakes terminology until he touched his fingers to his asshole and found he was leaking a thick sticky slime from his butt. Clint paused to play with his ass a little, dipping a finger tentatively inside. Maybe jake was right about him. Did he even like girls? His ass was on fire for Jakes big dick and Jake knew it. taking a deep breath, he slowly sat down on Jakes cock, first the head, then the shaft, and finally he came to rest with Jake fully embedded in him with a warm sloppy gurgle. Clint blushed, looking down at his precum leaking on Jakes toned abs he stared back to jake confused. "there ya go. see how easy you did it? I told you, you were made to get fucked." Jake smiled, knowing most of the reason lied within the boy. Jakes thick poz cum was still sloshing around inside him, loosening the hole and making it slippery enough to casually fuck whenever he wanted. "now" Jake took the boys hand and returned it to his cock. "up and down" Clint began working his cock, and as he did, his hips seemed to automatically begin rising and falling on their own, grinding on Jakes cock. "Good job clint! how do you feel?" Jake rested his hands on the boys hips. "nnngh, fucking goooood." he hissed. "atta boy just keep going, let those balls get nice and tight, and shoot a big load for me" Jake massaged the boys scrotum as he plunged down harder and harder on Jake. "lets see if we can time it together Clint, im so close to cumming" Clint registered the throb of his cock and made one final plea. "Just, can you pull it out?" he moaned. "not in my ass again" Clint felt almost lewd with the amount of spooge currently gurgling away in his belly and figured he might at least try to save some dignity. "no baby just a little more besides, it feels best when you let guys cum in you. Keep riding youre doing fine baby. once you start cumming youll milk me while I cum. its like your body knows to take it. its natural!" Jake gave the boys sack one final squeeze and as his eyes shot open, Clint blew the longest, thickest load of his young life. Time stood still as Jake watched the boys prick belch cum across his chest. wasting no time, he pushed fully into the boys rippling hole and began breeding him once again. Clint collapsed, coating himself in his own cum on jakes chest and softly moaning as Jake ran his fingers through the boys hair, and held his toxic cock inside the hole a while longer.

Fuck that’s hot.... I just finished breeding a tight 19 fag pussy where I told him as I was shooting my toxic load

Sorry for the delay. Been pretty sick with some GI issues the last few weeks. Have a follow up scheduled soon with the specialist, and also been on antibiotics. All this with the constant stabbing pain and running to the bathroom has made this one bitch of a chapter to try and write. Anyways, let me know what you think and enjoy! ---- Part 4 - I didn’t have to wait very long when both of our attention was turned to the sound of a key going into the lock on the door. “Fuck yeah,” Garrett said, taking another deep puff on his cigar, “That’d be my boy, Ren. He’ll definitely give you a nice juicy load up your cunt, bud.” The door opened, and there with only a duffle bag in his hand and a massive black pipe in his mouth was hands down the sexiest Asian guy I had ever seen. Normally I thought of Asian guys as being slim and hair free, with an average at most sized cock. Attractive, but more feminine, if the porn flicks I had seen were to be believed. This guy was the exact opposite. Well defined muscles covered his body, with several tattoos across his body, with a massive black and red biohazard tattoo on his pelvis. Both of his dark nipples were pierced, and he had a light dusting of black hair leading down to his crotch. Nestled in between his well-defined legs was hands down one of the longest cocks I had ever seen, the brighter pink tip of which peeked through his foreskin. Hanging underneath were two massive balls. Blushing, I turned my attention up to his face and took in his features there. Medium length black hair pulled into a ponytail, as well as multiple piercings on his eyebrows and ears. He had a thick five-o-clock shadow and a soul patch on his chin, and his eyes were a warm brown. But what turned me on the most was the huge, smoldering pipe clenched in his mouth, which he was puffing away at. Garrett walked up to the Ren and pulled the pipe out of his mouth, leaning in a kissing him deeply. “Hey babe,” Garrett said, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke as he broke away from the kiss. “Hey, yourself,” Ren replied, sticking the huge briar back in his jaw before nodding his head towards me, “What do you have here?” “His name is Yurik,” Garrett said, putting his cigar back in his mouth, as Ren walked up to me and began to rub his hand on my chest and stomach, “First time to the baths.” He sat the mysterious bag down next to me before speaking. “I’m Ren,” he said, pinching my nipple with a grin on his face, causing me to gasp and squirm. “Nice, cute as hell too!” Ren said before reaching down and feeling inside my gaping hole before letting out a slight laugh, “Fuck, use enough lube on him?” “Would you believe that sexy fucker on the bed there was a virgin not even an hour ago when he got here?” “No shit?” he replied, shoving a second finger inside me as he took a deep drawn on the pipe, causing more smoke to billow out. I watched as he reached down and began to stroke himself. “Seriously,” Garrett replied, stepping up behind Ren and twisting his nipples, causing him to growl in appreciation, “And not only that, that’s not lube dripping out of his ruined hole… that’s my toxic load. Fucker begged me to poz him up.” “Fuck yeah,” Ren said, grinning in appreciation, before looking in my eyes, “Hell of a way to lose your ass cherry. Nothing like knowingly getting your first toxic load.” I smiled back at him, watching in interest as he took another puff of the pipe and blew it in my face. The smell was definitely different and I took a deep inhale, savoring it. Grinning even larger, Ren looked over at Garrett. “So, you the only one getting a crack this neg hole, or can anyone join in on the fun?” “This slut says he wants more loads,” Garrett said, tossing his spent cigar on the floor, “So I supposed we should do the right thing and give him as much dirty cum as possible.” With those words of encouragement, Ren stepped closer to my ass and slowly pressed his now hard cock against my ass. Garrett walked over to the door and turned around. “Gonna find a few more loads for his hole,” he said reaching over and opening the door. I let out a loud gasp as Ren shoved his hard dick deep into my hole. “Any preferences, bud?” he said with an evil grin on his face. Looking down at the large cock now deep in my ass, and the menacing biohazard symbol attached to it, I groaned. “Big and toxic.” Letting out a chuckle, Garrett walked out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. “Yeah, bud,” Ren said as he began to start sliding in and out of my cum-filled ass, “Cute fucker like you needs to be poz. Sexy as fuck that you want the bug.” I laid back and enjoyed the feeling of his long cock moving deep inside me, causing me to moan. Ren’s style of fucked was merciless, as his picked up steam and started pounding my ass harder and harder. Occasionally, his long, hard prick would slip out and he would just casually slip it back in. I must have been nearly screaming in pleasure as he worked Garrett’s cum deep inside me. “Damn, need to take a short break,” he said, stopping for a second gasping, “You take cock like a pro for just having had your cherry popped.” “You like my cum filled ass?” I asked, also panting heavily from the hard fucking he was giving me. “Holy fuck, yes!” he said with a slightly exhausted smile, “Just pissed because I wasn’t here to take it myself.” I watched as he opened the bag next to us and pulled out an oddly shaped lighter, bringing it back up to his pipe and relighting it. I watched in fascination as he brought it to life, making the tobacco in the bow glow as he inhaled deeply, only to let out a massive cloud of smoke back in my face. Instinctively, I took a deep breath in, savoring the smell. I watched in pleasure as when I breathed out, some of the smoke jetted out of my nose. “Nice nose jet bud,” he said, giving my dick a few strokes, “Smoker yourself?” “No, actually, never…” I said, thinking about how my parents would kill me if I started. “Fuck, you look so fucking sexy blowing my smoke out,” he replied, caressing my swollen cum-filled balls, “Would love to break your smoke cherry. Get you hauling deep on one of my pipes in your mouth. Nothing hotter than a smoking bug chaser raping his lungs on sweet smoke. Would really drive me over the edge, ‘specially since I didn’t get to enjoy bursting your other cherries. What do you say?” Fuck! I thought to myself, I would seriously do anything to get this hot load inside me. Before I realized it, I gave him my answer. “Make me a smoker like you.” Immediately, I swear I could feel Ren getting a little bigger in my ass as he took a deep inhale on his pipe and then locked lips with me. I opened my mouth and took his tongue against mine, inhaling as he exhaled the thick smoke. Slowly our tongues rubbed against each other, making my dick throb even harder. Pulling away, he smiled and watched as I slowly exhaled his cloud of smoke. “Nice,” he said with a smile, reaching over and started digging in the bag, “You’re a natural smoker, bud. Want a pipe for yourself?” I watched as he pulled out another large pipe like his. He handed it to me and grabbed his lighter. Apprehensively, I grabbed the pipe from him and looked at it. It was massive, but I decided to bite the bullet and stuck it into the corner of my mouth, mimicking what I had seen Ren do. “Slowly puff on it while I light you up,” he said, flicking the metal lighter aflame and slowly bringing the flame just about the rim. Slowly, I did just that, letting Ren coach me until finally the pipe was well lit. “Take a deep draw on that fucker,” he said, slowly stroking my cock and began to slowly pump his dick my ass. I did as he asked and suddenly coughed hard. “Shit!” I said, catching my breath. “Don’t worry, happens to everyone their first time,” he said, rubbing my chest before pulling out a bottle of poppers, “Here… sniff these first. It’ll help.” I took several deep hits from the bottle and then stuck the pipe back into my mouth, trying again. This time I didn’t cough nearly as much. “Fuck yeah, “ Ren softly muttered, watching as I exhaled a large cloud of smoke, “You’re smoking now. Ready for me to wreck your tight pussy while you smoke that nice fucking pipe?” “Fill me up with your poz smoker cum!” Slowly he started to fuck my ass again, slamming my ass harder with each progressive stroke inside me. Both of us began to billow like a chimney, smoking away at the pipes in our mouths. I found myself enjoying the feeling of the nicotine flowing through my veins, making me feel a rush through my body. Quickly, Ren’s steady assault on my ass started to become irregular, signaling he was close to blowing his load. “Yeah, bitch, smoke that pipe and rape those lungs while I fill your boy cunt with my death-stick,” Ren growled, now slamming hard into my loosened hole. “God, fill me with your tainted load!” I moaned, squeezing his cock with my ass muscles. “Jesus, yes!” he said, slamming as hard as he could, “Keep doing that. I hope your ready for this load, cause I’m going to fill you up full!” His pace quickened and switched from a bucking long dick fucking to jackhammering my loose, swollen ass lips. As he hammered away, I felt him start to shoot, the hot spray of cum covering the walls of my just recently infected virgin guts. Finally, he slowed to a stop, leaving his cock deep inside me while he caught his breath again. A thin layer of sweat had formed over his body, giving his muscles even more definition, making him look like some sort of sex demi-god. Slowly, Ren pulled out his now soft cock from remains of my formerly tight hole and collapsed beside me on the bed. He pulled my face to him, and we kissed slowly, sharing the smoke from each of our lungs as he stuffed his tongue into my mouth again. “With a hole like that, you’re gonna be really popular tonight, kid.” I relaxed my head back exhaling the smoke in my lungs out. Languidly, I watched the smoke slowly dissipate. “I can’t believe I’ve already gotten fucked by two hot tops,” I said, turning my head and looking into his eyes, “I thought I would be lucky to even talk to a guy or suck him off… but two guys fucking me? Just…. wow.” “You could definitely get more,” Ren replied, tracing his fingers along my sweat covered stomach and chest, “Night is definitely still young.” Getting up, he slowly lifted my legs up, exposing my hole to the open air. “Damn, really stretched you out with my prick.” Suddenly, he dived in and began to lick at it, making me moan as his tongue easily penetrated me. He was rewarded with a nice sized glob of cum, having easily been coaxed out. Letting my legs fall down on either side of him, Ren climbed on top of me and began to feed me the mixture of the two poz loads and my ass juices. We made out for a few more minutes before he pulled away and began stroking my still hard, throbbing dick. “Man, I would love to take one of your last neg loads inside me,” Ren said, fondling my cum-filled balls. “I… well…” I said, blushing hard at the thought, “I’ve never topped before.” “Damn! You got to be kidding me!” Ren replied, a look of surprise on his face. I must have had a look of confusion and possible fear on my face as he shook his head. “I don’t mean that in a bad way, bud,” he said quickly, “Just can’t believe a cute fucker like you really is a total virgin. It’s so fucking hot, and such an honor to be turning you into a sex-crazed pig!” “Oh… well…” I said, blushing even harder. I couldn’t believe that this sex god of a man was calling ME of all people hot. “Seriously dude,” he continued, “I would honestly love to be the first to get that beautiful piece of meat inside me!” “Well, I mean if you want…” I said, worried that with my inexperience I would really let down the muscled god in front of me. “Fuck yeah,” Ren replied, immediately rolling over and spreading his legs apart, “Drop that neg load deep in my poz cunt. Gonna make sure it's the last one you ever have.”

This faggot needs to be addicted to Tina till he's a brainless whore for his stepdad. Let's hope daddy hatefully him real bad and pinps out his whole to those dirty nasty Mexican garbage guys for Tina! oink

"Now", he said, pulling my desk chair to the middle of the room, and sitting down in it, "Now comes the fun part. I want to see you fuck yourself with that dildo. Technically, you could still be considered a virgin by some, with just finger penetration. So, I want to see you take your own virginity...you and you alone. Show me how much you want cock." Even through my euphoric fog, I could feel the doubt rising. Yeah, the dildo was just outside my hole, but I was restrained. How the fuck did he expect me to fuck myself? I made a couple desperate noises in the back of my throat, but Bud just sat back and started stroking his cock. Desperately, I tried to slide down on the dildo, but there was nothing to stop it from just sliding away. Then, I had a brainstorm - folding my leg so that it was at the end of the dildo to keep it from moving (which required some contortion) I got the dildo back to my hole, just barely inside it. Then, I slid up the wall as far as I could go, getting a higher angle on the dildo, and suddenly it all came together. The dildo, stuck to my hole, finally got upright underneath it, and I slid down onto it. If I had been a sober virgin, or not been restrained, I probably wouldn't have, as a virgin, taken the whole thing in one go. As it was, the sound that came out of me as it hit home was definitely a squeal. Bud leaned back in his chair, this shit-eating grin on his face, and said, "Fuck yeah, faggot." I don’t know that I could put into words the feeling of being high as a fucking kite and slamming your virgin-ish ass straight onto a dildo. If you’ve never done it, you just can’t understand. For those of you who have done it, you’ll never forget the feeling. I’m not actually sure how much time passed with me just zoning into the feeling before Bud leaned forward and said, “Hey boy, that hole isn’t going to fuck itself”. This presented the next problem – how was I, restrained ankle to wrist on both sides, impaled on a dildo with no leverage, going to fuck myself? The chemicals in my system, and the chemicals just introduced into my system by the dildo, mixed together to provide a brainstorm. Beds, I thought, have mattresses and box springs. Box springs, I thought, have, well, springs. Springs, I concluded triumphantly, make you bounce. Much to Bud’s delight, I managed to slowly start to bounce myself up and down on the bed, which succeeded in making the dildo slide in and out just enough to give my hole the sensation of being fucked. Bud sat back and grinned, “Nature always finds a way, right boy?” I grunted in response, caught up in the intensity of the action. The interesting thing that hadn’t occurred to me at this point was that the entire time, ever since being woken up to my step-dad playing with my ass, I hadn’t spoken more than two words, sticking entirely to animalistic noises. There was no gag or any other impediment to speaking, I was just too caught up in everything to enunciate my feelings verbally. Something else that I hadn’t really focused on was the fact that despite my cock being out of commission (I seem to recall that happening to some people when they “partied”), I did get some blood rushing to it every time Bud called me “boy” or “faggot” in a derogatory tone. Of course, I guess if I overanalyzed everything, it would take quite a lot of the enjoyment out of it. I had my eyes closed, so caught up in the chemically induced sexual euphoria and making certain that the dildo bouncing in and out of my hole was hitting all the rights spots, that I didn’t notice that Bud had stopped his masturbating, gotten out of the chair, and come to stand over me again. Actually my first clue was when a hand was place on either one of my shoulders and he shoved me down on the dildo, hard. I don’t think I had ever felt such an intense moment of pain and pleasure so completely balanced, and if my cock had been in full working order, I would have shot the biggest load you’ve ever seen. As it was, the feeling just kept going and going, and I was definitely whimpering as Bud forced me to look into his eyes again. “You went from virgin to fucking whore in 60 seconds, didn’t you, boy? I’m impressed”, he said. More pressure on my shoulders led to louder whimpering. His cold blue eyes narrowed, “Now, you’ve been making entirely too much noise, boy. I think we need to keep your mouth occupied.” He stroked his monster cock a couple times, and I think I gurgled in the back of my throat. “First though,” he said, “I think you have outgrown this tiny toy, don’t you?” He pushed me so that my back was against the wall again, and my hole, filled with the dildo, was exposed. He took the end of the dildo in his hand, and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “This is probably going to fucking hurt, boy,” he said, “but something tells me that you’ll like it.” Then he jerked the dildo out of my hole in one swift, painful pull. All I had time for was a gasp before it felt like the air had been knocked out of me. It wasn’t even really the pain that I minded so much as the feeling of being empty, because I knew that I needed to be filled. But then there were Bud’s fingers, three of them this time, and since they tingled and burned where they passed, I knew that he was giving me more “pig feed” as he like to call it. I lost myself a little in the enjoyment of feeling his fingers slide further and further in. While his one hand was occupied he grabbed my chin again with the other and we looked into each other’s eyes. “You are just loving this, you faggot,” he said, “you haven’t even noticed that I’m keeping my hand still and you are the one shoving yourself further onto it.” Another moment, and he ordered, “Open your mouth.” It was pretty much impossible for me not to obey Bud’s orders at this point, so I did. He looked at me again, gauging me I think, and then calmly spat a huge gob of saliva into my mouth. “Swallow, boy” he sharply ordered, so I did. That made him grin. “Fucking faggot boy,” he grinned, “Nature at her finest.” Then he pulled his fingers out. “I think it’s time,” he said, “to graduate you to the big boy dildo, and to see how well you handle being filled up at both ends.” He unhooked the restraints on my wrists and ankles, and I let out a disappointed little moan, since I had quite enjoyed being in bondage. “I know, boy,” he said, “but you need to show me just how badly you want all of this, and in order to do that, you have to be an active participant. Now, faggot, get on all fours.” I scrambled to obey, and he chuckled. “Fucking faggot,” was all he said. Then he picked up the larger of the two dildos, and put some lube on it, and moved around to my hole. “Now, boy,” he said, “this is going to want to slip out, but you have to keep those ass muscles tight to make certain that doesn’t happen.” With that, he slid it in. I think that my eyes must have rolled back into my head at the feeling of such fullness. A little sigh of contentment passed through my lips, and Bud chuckled again. Once the dildo was in place, he smacked my ass, and said, “Remember, boy, it has to stay there.” Then, he moved around so that I was face to, well, monster cock. “Open wide, boy,” he said, “It’s time for the advanced course.” Coming soon, part 4.