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Chapter 11 When Jake awakens his father is already gone. The large bed feels lonely. As he wakes up he explores his body and discovers his ass is wet and sticky as wells as the sheets below. Jake assumes his dad must have jerked off in the early morning and sprayed his seed all over his ass before he left while he was still asleep. He works the sticky load into his muscle hole thinking of his dad’s massive cock. Before he is able to shoot his load he looks at the time on this cellphone realizes he going to be late for school and rushed to the shower. As the steam builds in the hot shower, Jake’s body is electrified by the the hot water on his hairless body. His nipples stand erect as he lathers his body. Jake is briefly startled by a shadowy figure entering through the main bedroom but is relieved to discover that it is Tyler entering completely naked. His proud dick swinging between his legs. “Your Dad told me he had to leave early this morning and said I should come over to help your get ready” , he says with a dirty grin. Before long Tyler is balls deep in Jake’s juicy hole. Jake braces the shower walls as he bucks into Tyler’s massive dick. Jake moans for Tyler’s toxic load as his hole s destroyed. Tyler’s balls tense up at the sounds of Jakes begging, his balls already filled to the brim. Tyler holds back as long as he can, building up more and more toxic cum and then finally explodes in Jake’s willing hole. Before Tyler is able to catch his breath and come down off his orgasm, Jake rushes out of the shower. “Sorry Tyler! I’m already super late for school.” He yells as he throws on some clothes and kisses Tyler before leaving the house, knowing he’s going to be very late for his first class of the day. ——— With only 15 minutes left off in his first period, Jake rushes into class. “Sorry Mr. Wood!”, Jake exclaims as he rushes to his seat. Clearly dissatisfied, his teacher gives is a stern stare with his furrowed brow and then continues his lesson without a word to Jake. Unable to concentrate, Jake is distracted by the huge bulge in Mr. Wood’s tight khakis that seems to grow throughout the lesson. When the class bell rings 10 minutes later, the students rush out of class but Mr. Wood ask Jake to stay behind. “Jake, this isn’t the first time you’ve been late and I’m beginning to worry about you”, Mr. Wood starts out. “Mr. Wood, I’m so sorry. This won’t happen again. I simply overslept and I feel so bad knowing what a great teacher you’ve been to me”, Jake apologized with sad eyes and half smile. “Nevertheless, I think we should go down to the office and talk with the vice principle, I think your antics have raised some alarm bells here at the school”, Mr. Wood explains. “Oh no please …”, Jake begins to reply Mr. Wood cuts him off, “Let’s go, NOW!” Jake walks ahead of Mr. Wood and starts perspiring wondering what type of trouble he’s in. He also realizing in the rush to get ready he threw on some light grey sweatpants and Tyler’s load, which was planted deep inside him, has started to slowly leak out, leaving a wet spot on his backside which his teacher has probably noticed as he walks closely behind him. Both the men make their way into the office. As they enter the vice principle is seated at his large wooden desk. Impeccably dressed in a tailored dress shirt and tie, his large frame gives away that he was once an amateur bodybuilder. Mr. Steel gestures for Jake to take a seat and Mr. Wood takes a place standing behind the vice principles desk chair. “Mr. Steele let me just start out by saying, I’m sorry….. “ , Jake begins but then is quickly interrupted. “Jake, normally I see students that need to be disciplined, but that is not the case here. You see, The coach told us all about what happened yesterday afternoon and what a greedy little cum slut you are and about all those load you took.” Jake mind races as he hears Mr. Steele describe in vivid detail how he took his coaches and teammates loads, one right after the other. “Mr. Wood and I want to help you in your journey”, Mr. Steele says as he pulls back his chair and reveal himself untucked, with his fly opens and his large rigid member exposed with a biohazard tatoo just above the base of his cock. “Oh fuuuccckk! “ Jake says under his breath. “Now let’s get started. Bend over the desk here”, Mr. Steele instructs. Jake does as he’s told and as he does, Mr. Wood comes up behind him and peels back the grey sweatpants exposing his perfectly formed ass. “This big ol’ wet spot here is giving away what a faggot your are to the whole school. But you know that already don’t you Jake?”, Mr. Wood asks as he snaps the band of his jockstrap. “Yes sir”, Jake replies Mr. Steele watches from his desk chair stoking his long cock as Mr. Wood spreads Jake’s ass cheeks apart. Toxic cum oozes from Jake’s hole. “Eat it!” Mr. Steele says sternly Mr. Wood eagerly complies. Licking up the sticky fluid at first, then burying his face in the smooth jock hole and then tongue fucking him. As he does this he savors the ripe smell of the cum coated hole. Jake is lost in his own pleasure arching his back as he feels the rough whiskers from his teachers mustache tickling his hole and causing his dick to inflate in his jockstrap. Mr. Steele gets up from his chair and pulls off Jakes shirt. He begins to tweak his muscular nipples causing Jack cock to protrude out of his jockstrap. Mr. Steele then guides Jakes head down to his veiny, uncut cock. Jake pulls back the thick foreskin and reveals the vice principal’s fat head already slick with pre cum. “Fuuucckkk” Mr. Steele moans as Jake takes his dick deep down his throat, “such a good little faggot”. As Jake’s head bobs up and down on Mr. Steele’s cock he see the biohazard tattoo right in front of him. His future staring him in the face. As Mr. Steele facefucks Jake, Mr. Woods comes up for breath. He the undoes his pants and pulls out his cock. His heavy cock sticks straight up. He moves around the desk to Jake’s mouth. Jake pulls Mr. Steele’s cock out of his mouth and begins sucking on Mr. Wood’s rock hard dick while stoking Mr. Steele’s. The two men begin making out as Jake goes back and forth savoring their enormous dicks. Massaging Jake’s muscular back as he gets his dick serviced, Mr. Steele works his way down to Jake’s tight wet hole and begins fingering it. The teenage slut moans on the vice principal’s dick. “It’s time for this faggot to take another toxic load”, Mr. Steele exclaims as he positions himself behind Jake. He lines up his dick with Jakes hairless hole and pushes in. “Fuuuucccckkkk, your hole feels amazing!” Mr. Steel groans as his mushroom head pushes its way in. “You’re gonna beg for every inch of this dick , you hear me faggot?” Jake turns around looking his vice principal in the eye and say, “yes sir! Can I please have another inch of your cock sir!” And continues to do so with every inch after. Mr. Steele’s cock large cock gets wider at the base so with every inch he goes in he stretches Jake’s jock hole wider and wider. After Jake pleas for the last inch, with his hole struggling to take such a fat dick, Mr. Steele slams in balls deep. Mr. Steele holds Jake in place at the base of his cock with his strong hands around Jake’s thin waist. Jake screams are muffled by Mr. Wood’s dick inside his mouth. Both the teacher and vice principal begin furiously fucking him on both ends. Mr. Steele looks down and at his massive dick tearing the jocks hole and sees streak of red on his dick. “Oh fuck yeah! He’s bleeding! I’ve ripped this jock fag wide open!” Mr. Steele exclaims, “Now it time to mark you as mine!” Mr. Steele begins piston fucking Jake’s hole building up a massive load. His balls stretching his balls sac to the limit. “Come on, sir! Breed this faggot jock slut!” Mr. Wood urges. “Poz his hole!” “Oh fuuuucckkk, I’m gonna fuckin’ bust! Take my toxic seed you STUPID! FUCKING! CUNT! Mr. Steel screams. He accentuates each word by brutally stabbing his enormous dick in Jakes hungry jock hole. Mr. Woods, so turned on and unable to control himself begins shooting volleys of cum all over Jake’s face. He grabs Jake by a handful and hair and forces his dick downs Jake’s throat. Jake, unable to guzzle down all the cum produced by Mr. Wood’s cock, chokes on it until his teacher finally releases him and he gasps for air. As all three men catch their breath, Mr. Wood and Mr. Steele stuff their dicks back in their trouser. Jake is still splayed naked on the desk with his sweatpants around his ankles when Mr. Steele states, “I’ve got a meeting with another student in a few minutes, you should get back to class but I want to see you every morning in this office until that hole converts, understand?” “Yes sir!” Jake replies. He begins to get up and dress himself. His dick still hard peaking out is his jock. A pool of pre cum on the desk. He still has not cum all day. His balls ache. Jake pulls up his sweatpants and puts on his shirt and begins to head back to class but Mr. Wood stops him. “Let’s clean you up first”, he says and begins licking the cum off Jake’s face and then kissing him, allowing Jake to taste his fresh toxic load. Jake then head back to class with a growing wet spot in the back of his sweatpants.

I don't know what prompted me to snoop that day, but I'm glad I did. I'd been dating my boyfriend Josh for about a year (this is back in my late 20's so...). We had occasional spats, but overall we were still a solid couple and still had plenty of sex together, but somewhere deep in the recesses of my brain I had that nagging feeling he might be cheating on me. Most of me trusted him, but there was always the fact that I basically stole him from his previous boyfriend. And you know how you just get that sneaky suspicion? Nine out of ten times you're right? Well, I was right. I had dropped in on Josh unexpectedly one afternoon (we didn't live together) and I sort of caught him on his computer. It wasn't unusual for him to be on his computer working, so I didn't think anything much of it at the time. Although he did have an air of a kid that had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He was also quite randy and ready to fuck immediately, and who was I to complain about that? But just as we started making out, his phone rang with work. He was the manager for this condo complex and was pretty much always on call. Sure enough he had a tenant issue to deal with so he told me to stay put and stay ready, because this wouldn't take to long to remedy. He was out the door, and I was just hanging around naked... when that damn nagging feeling struck. Josh did look a bit "sheepish" when I first had arrived. I wonder what he was doing on his computer-- looking at porn perhaps? So, I walked over to his desk and did something I never, ever do. I snooped. I moved his mouse, and his computer screen sprang to life. No porn windows were open and up, but there was a minimized window. I opened it and discovered he was still logged on to AOL. And he had one of the AOL m4m windows opened up. So, Josh had been chatting on the m4m room for our town. I had always been afraid to chat on there because we lived in such a small community, I figured I'd get busted instantly. I took note of Josh's AOL handle: VersBoi8x5. I'd have to remember that. That's when I saw that he also had a minimized private chat window. My heart started racing. Did I really want to see this? And what if Josh suddenly came back and found me snooping? It would mean a fight for sure. But curiosity got the better of me and I opened it. He'd been chatting with a guy with the handle "TopRod9x6". Oh god. Josh and I did flip fuck, but because Josh had such a good cock for fucking, I was acting as the bottom more often than not. And I knew my seven incher could not compete with something advertised as 9x6! I took a gulp and read through their chat: VersBoi8x5: Man, I can't wait until we fuck again! Your cock was incredible-- the most beautiful cock I've ever seen! TopRod9x6: Thanks-- your ass was hot. Not sure when I'm free again-- have to work. VersBoi8x5: Just feeling that much cock inside me was amazing! TopRod9x6: I didn't hurt you too bad, did I? VersBoi8x5: No, man. Felt great. :-) TopRod9x6: And you are cool that we went bare? VersBoi8x5: Fuck yeah! It was hot feeling you slide in me raw! TopRod9x6: Sure your bf won't mind? VersBoi8x5: Who cares? We still use condoms and what he doesn't know won't hurt him. Besides, I've seen his car outside the adult bookstore a few times... TopRod9x6: Good to know. Because I don't do condoms. ;-) VersBoi8x5: Our little secret ;-) TopRod9x6: The next time I'm free is thursday next week during the day VersBoi8x5 : damn, busy. ;-( TopRod9x6: we'll fuck again, don't worry I felt sick to my stomach. Josh had cheated on me with a guy with a 9" cock. And had been fucked without a condom! And had evidently stalked me enough to know I was visiting our town bookstore every so often. Ok, I admit that I did that... but only because I liked glory hole action. And I only ever got sucked there, that's it. I closed up the windows again and left Josh's computer. I was still naked but wondering if I should leave, or should stay and confront Josh about his risky infidelity or just pretend it didn't happen. I flopped down on Josh's bed and started to think about what he'd done. He'd met up with some strange chatroom guy with a big cock and let him fuck him without a condom. Maybe even let the guy cum inside him. And Josh loved taking it... getting pounded by strange meat... getting stretched and filled.... I started to get hard. I thought of Josh taking random cock and getting off on it, and my dick just sprang to life and started oozing precum. It was about that time that Josh came back. He took one look at me and started tearing off his clothes. All ideas of confrontation left my brain, and we just got right to fucking around. When we got to the moment of truth, I just spit on Josh's hole and slid my cock in, raw. "What are you doing? Don't you want a condom?" he asked? "Nah," I replied. "We've been together for awhile now, and I kinda want to fuck you without one." Josh didn't say another word, but his body response spoke volumes. He REALLY liked the idea of no condoms. I came inside him after about 2 minutes. He came shortly afterward. And we both agreed that it was a hot fuck and we should do it more often. After I left, I immediately started obsessing about Josh's infidelity and the whole AOL chatroom thing. And about this 9x6 guy. I found myself getting jealous... and aroused. I mean, I loved Josh's big cock, but this guy was bigger... AND thicker! I found myself starting to wonder what it would be like to have him fuck me too. To feel that monster meat inside me, just like it had been in Josh. I eventually created my own AOL handle: DeepAss9, and I started logging on expressly to find TopRod9x6, hoping to catch him before his free Thursday. It didn't take long. DeepAss9: So... sounds like you've got an impressive cock on ya TopRod9x6: it does the job. Sounds like you have an ass that can take it DeepAss9: it does the job. ;-) TopRod9x6: a lot of bottoms say they can take it, but when they see it they back out DeepAss9: I won't back out-- I'll just back up! TopRod9x6: what I like to hear! ;-) DeepAss9: Yeah, and from what I hear, you throw an awesome fuck! ;-) TopRod9x6: Really? who from? DeepAss9: buddy of mine... VersBoi. Said it was amazing TopRod9x6: yeah, he's a good bottom DeepAss9: I'm better. TopRod9x6: :-) DeepAss9: Wanna find out? TopRod9x6: I'm free tomorrow, like 11 am. You? DeepAss9: So am I-- let's fuck. TopRod9x6: ok We traded pics (his cock looked HUGE!) and he eventually sent me his phone number and address. He lived across the river, on the East side of town, but not terribly far away. The whole rest of the evening I fantasized about the fuck I was gonna get the next day, but I also started panic a bit, thinking what the fuck I was doing? I was voluntarily going to meet a big cock internet whore, and I was going to let him fuck me bare! I was simultaneously excited and repulsed by the idea. I barely slept, but the next morning I called in sick (something I never do) and proceeded to get ready for TopRod. My stomach was in knots as I drove over to his place. I kept thinking I could back out, but deep down I knew I wouldn't. I was too jealous of Josh getting it and had already made up my mind I needed it too, to make things even. TopRod answered the door and let me in. He hadn't send a face or body shot, so this was my first time seeing him. He was pretty decently built, tan and muscular. Dark hair. Probably late 30's to early 40's. Handsome enough... but there was something just a tad "off" about him. A bit dirty. A bit creepy. A bit (and I wouldn't realize this until later)... sick? He ushered me into his bedroom and proceeded to disrobe casually as if he'd done this a million times before. With his cock, he probably had! His cock sprang from his underwear and it was even more impressive in person. The camera had NOT done his size justice at all. It truly was every bit nine inches by six inches... perhaps a bit more in thickness. And much to my chagrin I started thinking, "There's no way I can take this much meat." I cupped it in my hand and just stared. "You like it?" he asked? "Yeah, but damn! It's as thick as my wrist! I don't see how that's gonna fit in my ass...." "You said you weren't gonna be one of those guys who backs out" he said testily. "I definitely wanna try it... I NEED to try it. I am just nervous." "Don't worry. I'll go slow... until you tell me not to." So I started sucking it. My mouth barely opened wide enough and I could only go down about half way before his cock would absolutely go no further. I gagged a few times trying, which seemed to excite him. He stopped me long enough to get me out of my clothes, and then had me get on all fours on the bed. Once in position, he lowered his face to my ass and began rimming me. I was still relatively young and inexperienced at this point, and I think I'd been rimmed maybe twice before. Josh certainly didn't rim me. So this was a novel thing... and an incredible turn on. He took his time and made love to my hole with his tongue, so much so that I was writhing and squirming and basically crawling out of my skin with pleasure. He ate my hole for probably 20 minutes solid... getting me nice and relaxed with tongue and fingers and spit. Then it was time. "You ready for it?" he asked? "Should we get a condom?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer. "I don't use condoms when I fuck. Didn't Versboi tell you that?" "Yeah, but... ok. Just don't cum in me, alright?" "I prefer to drop my DNA inside a bottom... knock him up good. But if you tell me to pull out... I will." "Okay... just go slowly, please." He got out some good, greasy lube and worked it on his dick and into my hole. He also tossed me a bottle of poppers. "You'll want those," he said. I told him I'd never really done them before. He told me that as he got in position, I should take a snort of them. That it would help ease the entry. I did as I was told. As the warm rush crashed down on me, his massive knob started slowly pressing back and forth against my hole. In and out. In and out. A little further each time. Until suddenly I knew his head and part of his shaft was inside me. It hurt, but it also felt incredible to be so stretched by a man's penis. And raw. "How much is in me?" I groaned. "Oh, we still have a ways to go. You'll know when I get all the way in. Better hit the poppers again." He was really good about not being in a rush and after about five minutes of work-- back and forth, in and out and further in-- he was at my inner ring. "One final push, and we're home," he said. He pushed, and... My God. It's full of stars. Incredible. Amazing. Pleasure. Beyond. I barely had a coherent thought as his raw cock slid up into my colon and I was fully impaled on his monster meat. Never had I had this much in my ass before, not even with a dildo. Never had I experienced this type of pleasure before. He was so deep and I was so stretched and full. Then he started fucking me. Between the poppers and his amazing fucktool, I was flying. I never though I could take this much cock, but there I was, on all fours, being stabbed repeatedly by more meat than any one man has a right to own. Eventually I started fucking him back. I would relax and slam my ass back into his groin, then clench my hole and milk him on the out stroke. He was in heaven. "Damn, your ass is amazing!" he told me. "You are so getting me close to cumming man!" "When you fucked Versboi, where did you cum?" "Oh, I bred him deep. The pig was begging for my seed." We kept on fucking hard, his big slab of fuckmeat just wrecking my ass and I was loving every minute of it. It felt so indescribably good. So much more cock than Josh was able to deliver. So much more than ANYONE had ever fucked me with. I didn't wan't it to stop, but I also wanted to make TopRod cum. "Dude, I'm about ready to blow... where you want it?" he panted. "DON'T. STOP. FUCKING. ME." I begged. "You want me to breed that ass, pig?" "FUCK YES! DO IT!" "You asked for it, pig!" TopRod fucked me fast and furious for the last couple strokes, and then he stopped-- absolutely still-- with only his head and a fraction of his shaft inside my pucker. He stayed that way for a second, maybe two... then I felt it. His cock started throbbing inside my hole and I actually felt his load. I felt the warm, wet heat fill my ass. "Oh God... you're cumming in me... and I can feel it," I said in awe. Then he rammed his cock in to the hilt HARD, pushing his swimmers up into my colon. I saw stars when he did that, but I was also totally getting off on feeling the heat of his load and the thickness of his cock filling my ass. I mean, even Josh hadn't cum in me yet! Once his orgasm had abated some, he started fucking my hole again to work his load into me deeper. And I did my part by using my hole to milk his cock. We fucked like this for several minutes, winding down. "Damn, man... you may coax another load out of me with that talented hole." "I want another one... please." "Let's see what we can do." He did end up giving me another load that day. It took awhile, and I ended up on my back with him jacking his cock to climax before shoving it inside me to cum, but he did deposit a second load. We lay together after that and caught our breath. It was then that he asked me how I knew Versboi. He said he wanted to thank him for the recommendation. "He's my boyfriend," I told him flatly. "Oh. Oh Wow. So, um... you knew that we...?" "Yeah. I knew. And I wanted your cock to fuck me too. But I don't want Josh to know that we did this, okay? Can you keep it just between us? You can keep fucking him... and me... I just don't want Josh to know that I know. You know?" He laughed at that. "Yeah, I can be discrete. I won't fuck and tell. Besides, why would I want to ruin perfectly good ass?" "Oh, I think mines ruined alright." I said. We both laughed. Months later, after a lot more infidelity with TopRod (and probably others), Josh and I tested positive. We had a major fight and I accused Josh of infecting me because I knew he had been cheating. That's when I threw TopRod in his face. He was surprised I knew about him and was really caught off guard. Obviously TopRod had kept his promise to never talk about me. We ended up breaking up over it and going our separate ways. I moved away and never told Josh that it could just have easily been me that infected him after taking all that raw cock and cum from TopRod. And at the bookstore. But that's another story...

It's Two For Tuesday! Almost forgot! Chapter 5: Hitting the Marc Jimmy headed straight ti the bed to lick the load from Marcs chest as I went to make us some drinks. As I was bringing the drinks back, Jimmy was stripping and was down to his jock. The pouch was straining from his massive cock trapped by it. I put my now rock hard cock into our drinks to stir them. If I'd not been with Marc, I would have likely pissed in the drink, but that seemed a bit much for tonight. Marc then put my Jack and Coke covered cock in his mouth savoring the flavor. Marc then threw on a pair of gym shorts saying he had to take a piss. I told him not to completely finish or shake when he was done, as I wanted to taste his piss. He seemed a bit taken back, but said he was up for that. As Marc left the room Jimmy and I had time to talk briefly. I asked him if his scorpion meant he was toxic. He said yes, however he just went off of his med break yesterday. Marc said he's been positive for several years, and this was his second time taking a med break. He was suprised when I told him I recently converted, but I didn't tell him by who. I quickly told him how Marc and I became "close" and I was exploring the possibility of Gifting him. He said that was a great idea I told Jimmy that Marc and I had not talked about pozzing, but that would come soon. I told him Marc wanted to fuck me and get fucked by me. I said sadly he insisted on condoms, but in time that would change. I also told Jimmy that I wanted him to breed me, and Marc said he wanted to see that. I explained that Marc was afraid of his huge cock and his PA. Jimmy said most guys were and the first time he fucks them, he usually takes it out. I told him it was staying in tonight, and definitely no condom. Marc got back to the room, and immediately dropped his gym shorts, and put his cock in my mouth. My tongue darted in and our of his piss slit, as I told him to piss in my mouth. I'm not sure if his bladder was empty, or if he was just piss shy, but I didn't get much piss. I swirled it around some in my mouth, making sure I got some on my lips. I then stood up and attempted to kiss Marc. He resisted at first, but then let me kiss him. I had swallowed his piss, but he still got a taste from my lips, and actually seemed to enjoy it.

Chapter 3: WInging It! We got to the restaurant and it was pretty dead, but we picked a booth away from mist in case others arrived. I asked Marc how college life wad going, and he said OK, but not perfect. I asked how so, and he said his sex life was pretty non existent. He said it mostly involved watching porn and stroking off while his former roomie was away. He said it was difficult to host with a roomie and he really hadn't found anyone he was comfortable with meeting. I asked why he wasn't comfortable with meeting others and he said he's run across many druggies, and that wasn't his scene. He said hosting was a problem for most guys there also. I decided to test the waters and asked if there were positive guys there. He said yes, but he was horny and would have protected sex with them. He said he had an appointment to get Prep, and then would live life more "dangerously " as he called it. I simply said that was a good choice. I hated wearing condoms, but I wanted his ass so badly, and I know he wanted both my ass and cock just as much. I asked him about the stud in the shower, and he said he thought he was gay, but nothing ever happened between them. He said he had hoped it would, but he was afraid of his huge pierced cock which was bigger than mine. I smiled and said I'd definitely be stretching his hole later tonight. He said he loved that idea. I told him i wanted him in me too. He said he'd love that. We finished our wings and a few pitchers, then headed to the liquor store for a big bottle of Jack. He asked if I had any poppers, and unfortunately I forgot to bring any, so we headed to a head shop to get some. He said he didn't have any as couldn't keep them in fridge with his former roomie, but now that he's gone he could. We headed back to the dorm with the Jack and poppers in his backpack. When we got off the elevator, Jimmy was standing there waiting to get on. As we stepped out, Jimmy grabbed his package which wax positioned to the right. Before the door closed, I asked Jimmy if he wanted to join us for drinks in the dorm later. He said he was on his way to take care of some business, but should be back by 8. He grabbed his package again, and said see you then! Once the door closed, Marc asked me if i was crazy. I just said you saw him grab his crotch didn't you? He said yes, but I can't take that cock. He looked at me like i was crazy when I said i could. I said it would be a fun introduction by just watching porn, getting drunk. No one had to fuck. Marc did say he'd love to see me take his cock though. I smiled and said after Jimmy left, he'd be taking mine. He asked if I had condoms, and said yes, as well as some lube. I said I hope you've opened your hole up with some toys and he said yes, but not any as big as my cock. I smiled and said I'd take it easy on him.

Chapter 4: Dorm Debachuary. We got back to Marc's room and as he started to pour a swift drink, I got naked on his bed As soon as he was done pouring, he stripped and sat on his former roomies bed, saying he's always wanted to play on it, so I joined him there. We kissed and I asked if he was ready for tonight! He took a big swig of his drink, and said after a few more of these. His cock was rock hard, and I said take it easy, don't want any whisky dick tonight! We started playing with each others cocks, and I suggested we put some porn in and edge before Jimmy arrived. Not only did Marc put some porn in, he grabbed a few of his toys. He said he thought it was a good idea to open his tight hole before I fucked him, and I agreed. He had three different dildos he used on himself. He worked his way up to the largest which honestly wasn't much different in size than my cock. Marc fucked himself with the first two dildos, and when he was ready for the largest, he got on all fours and told me to fuck him with it just the way i would fuck him later. I teased him a bit by slapping my cock on his ass cheeks, and rubbing my now leaking cock on his cheeks, being careful not to get my toxic seed in his hole. Once I had teased him, I licked my pre cum from his cheeks, then started darting my tongue into his quivering hole. When he was good and wet from my spit, I had him get on his back so he could watch me as I thrusted his dildo up his ass. I went in slow at first, but he begged me to fuck him harder. I told him I would do that with my cock, and the toy was just to open his tight pink pucker. He was moaning with deep pleasure as the dildo went deeper into his ass. It wasn't long as he took its entire length. It wasn't long before it hit his second hole and he grimaced in pain. I told him to get use to it as my cock wss a good inch or more longer. Once he relaxed some, I started thrusting the dildo inside him. At first, I kept it completely in his ass, but then started taking it completely out and putting it back in his hungry hole. I was hoping that he wouldn't shoot his load, as I wanted to feel his cock pulsing in my ass. Sadly he shot a hands free load on his chest. Before I could lick it off, Jimmy knocked at the door and I got up to let him in.

BEING A BERLIN CUMPIG… AGAIN! The following night I wanted more. We started in a bar called New Action and my m8 eyed up a fit guy in his 30s sat drinking on his own. He was horny as fuck looking in his tight jeans and white Nike trainers. When he moved to the toilets I followed him. He stood there rubbing his crutch. I knelt down in front of him and unzipped his jeans. He had the tightest white boxers hiding a boner. I pulled at the front of them and unleashed his dick. He pushed it into my mouth and as I sucked his bell end I undid his belt. I pulled his jeans and boxers down and I sucked him good. As I worked his cock in my mouth he told me I looked a filthy pig when he saw me at the bar. I sucked away until we were being watched by a few guys, he then pulled away and left. I headed back to the bar with my m8 oblivious. Soon after we moved next door, the bar I had been ass up and a cumdump the night before, Bull. I stripped to my jock again, handed in my clothes and enjoyed a drink at the bar. I told my m8 I was going for a wonder but in effect I wanted loading. I got to the dark room and there were plenty of guys standing around. I bent over the bench as I had done the night before. A guy stood in front of me, so I was starring at his crotch while he wanked. I moved my head to get my mouth closer but the tease took a small step back so he was out of reach. Then I heard a German accent from behind me ask, ok to fuck you? I loudly responded, fuck, yes please. He stuffed his solid dick inside me and started fucking me. Now the guy in front stepped forward and inserted his creamy wanked cock in my mouth and made the most of the pounding rhythmic thrusts, so I was sucking him deep every time the guy went balls deep. Once again guys gathered round to watch. The guy fucking me stopped and pulled out, I have no idea if he unloaded but the cock I had been sucking now moved round behind me and slid into my hole. He fucked hard and fast and definitely bred me while the group watched. I had what I wanted, at least one load inside me. As soon as he pulled out I felt a tongue in my ass. A guy was now on his knees rimming my used hole and eating cum I had fucked into me. He stood up and slid his dick into me and gave me a fucking, then he was back on his knees again. He repeated this several times, eating my ass and creaming cum. When he stopped I stood up and casually walked back to the bar for a drink. I was getting cocky knowing my hole was an easy target for so many random cocks. I sat with my m8 with a freshly used cummy hole having a pint, and fucking loved it. After 10 mins I was ready to be a slut again. I walked back to the darkroom and there was plenty of fucking going on around the room so I sat and watched and wanked and fingered my hungry hole. After about 10 mins the bench was free, so once again I took my position bent over it. I was face down when I noticed the trainers on the guy from the bar next door earlier, in front of me. Both of my holes were vacant, but my ass was dripping. He stepped forward and again placed his cock in my mouth. I enthusiastically sucked him again. When he had finished using my mouth he swapped ends and slid his dick into my cum loaded hole. It felt amazing and I had hoped I would get a chance to take it. He just made sure his cock was covered in cum and the swapped ends again. He lent over and told me to clean it up and called me faggot. I happily ate the cum from my cunt and licked him clean. Then he went back inside me again for another coating. Once again I was fed spunk from my hole. While he was in my mouth a random strangers dick forced itself unexpectedly into my cunt. It was rock solid, thick and felt sleazy. Sure enough this guy was serious. I was pounded real hard and with a random rhythm. He put on a show and attracted attention. He grunted loudly and uttered in German, that I didn’t understand, my guess was that it was abuse there were a few guys watching him as his pounding got louder and louder and harder. He gave one of the hardest and most frantic fucks I can remember, he fucked like a machine. Just as I had imagined a sleazy German bar fuck would be. He rode my hole in front of everyone and made me his bitch. I was rewarded for totally giving in and taking it when he unleashed a hot load and flooded my cunt with his cum. When he pulled out he lent over and told no me I had a great fuckable cunt! Praise indeed. I loved that there were so many guys offering their cocks and loads and not a condom in sight! Just how it should me. Once again I felt a hard cock plow my cunt. Once again I sniffed my poppers and let them use me, no questions asked. I have no idea how many cocks or loads I took but it was pretty constant. Eventually I noticed 2 lads with American accents with their cocks out in front of me. I had already sucked them both in turn while they watched a couple of other guys fuck me. Now I heard them talking to each other, one said to the other, make him suck us both at the same time. I responded by opening my mouth as wide as possible. I managed to have them both in my mouth but the rhythm from the fucking I was getting made it difficult to maintain. After a few minutes one of them instructed the other, ‘go slide your cock in him! Sure enough he did as he was told, when a guy pulled out he slid in and I was then being spit roasted by them. From listening to them talk to each other it was clear they were a couple and each one liked to tell the other what to do. I heard him say ‘go balls deep in him’ and ‘fuck his throat deeper’. They changed ends a couple of times and liked me sucking the cock that had just fucked me. I was only too happy to oblige. Eventually one of them told the other, ‘Go on, dump your load in him’. He used my cunt to get off and unloaded a full load while his boyfriend watched. There’s something incredibly horny about taking a guys load while his boyfriend watches. When he was done he pulled out and told his boyfriend it was his turn. Again, they swopped ends and was given a cum dripping cock to clean up while he watched his other half fuck and then dump a load in me. With my cunt dripping from their cum I was done. I had been fucked and bred by so many anon cocks and not a rubber in sight! I loved my Berlin breeding! I’m tempted to book my regular sexual health checkup, can’t wait to find out what souvenirs I collected! 😈

The bf doesn’t fill me with enough cum and have been making “pit stops” taking Leche from 6 different Latino fuck boys. We hook up, them: hard as a rock. Each amigo stretches me for 8in stud símon he can really cum blast! Been having huge success with middle aged men not in shape. This guy pops viagra amazingly thick I use hi. Because he’s the thickest cock stays hard and can’t stop cumming.

I'm back (kinda). I had a stroke 3 1/2 weeks ago. Sadly, a quick recovery isn't really an option, but I will recover - slowly. I'm trying to learn to use a one-handed keyboard in the meantime, but everything is SLOW... I'll try to at least look into chat this week. But rehab/recovery comes first.

This didn't happen recently but I always think of it and needed to share. I went down to Austin TX for a weekend for an event and while I was there I wanted to try an unlocked door night of getting bred. Overall it didn't get to crazy but Id call it a success for my first time, First guy came by and got straight to business fingering my hole for a bit before sliding in. He fucked for only about 5 mins before he tightened up and released his load in me zipped up and left quickly. The next ones were a couple staying in the same hotel and it turned out to be one of their birthdays so his gift was to spitroast someone together although they would only fuck wrapped. They came by and started filling me from both ends while talking dirty about watching each other fuck this slut. The one in me came and they left me there to play with my hole. After a bit I found a younger guy to come by, I think he was early 20s. He came in and I sucked him hard before he fucked me. He only lasted a few mins before he blew his load but he stayed and chatted for a few mins. I told him he could stay and continue using my hole if he wanted while I sucked him some more. He got hard again and I got on my back so he could get back in me. He was really enjoying it and this time when got close he pulled out and he came all over my face and in my mouth. Unfortunately after that he decided to head home and I couldn't get anyone else to come by so I just called it a night and fingered my ass and jerked off till I came before passing out. one day hopefully ill get to try again.

A true cumdump refuses no cock. Hot/ugly, young/old makes no difference. It’s all about quantity not quality. A true cumdump knows he has an insatiable pussy/cunt and does not confuse this with his masculinity. He is proud of his pussy. A true cumdump can suck in most size cocks into his well trained pussy using just spit as lube. A true cumdump’s cock remains, flaccid and useless when getting bred because ALL feeling and concentration is solely on his cunt. A true cumdump’s pussy can in a second go from loose and sloppy to tight muscle squeezing to drain the load. A true cumdump keeps the sperm in him as long as possible. A true cumdump’s god is cock and sperm is his communion.

Depends on the bottom. I can tell with my first thrust into his ass. If I go in easy then I start pumping his hole immediately. If he's tight and I gotta force my cock up his chute then I'll go balls deep, hold it there and let his ass relax around my cock. It makes a better fuck for me if his hole is relaxed and can take a hard pounding.

Chapter 2, Elias: the pills Another sleepless night, spent in tears laying down on my belly; under my pillow I kept the last object belonging to my poor step dad. I've grown up in a loving family with my dads, mom and aunt who always gave me what I needed but my second dad's death caused a relevant void on me. What a disaster, it was my 18th birthday, the day I've waited for so long. A day planned by my family as a "rite of initiation" as my parents said, and now I was a ghost of myself. I hugged and kissed the last memory of dad Ian, holding it tight in my arms; a blood stain dirtied the object and I had no courage to return it to my family as it reminded me the care and love I had for him. As someone knocked at the door, I did my best to ignore it and pretended to sleep, not before having hidden Ian's memory under the mattress as usual but the knocks insisted! Was it Mom Sharon or mom-aunt Alex wanting me in the kitchen? No time to wonder more, as dad Adrian opened the door. After small talk he wished me happy birthday and, seeing me in tears, he forced me off the bed! What could I tell him, I couldn't come out with real reasons of my suffering, so I just confessed him my sexless teen age; it was so difficult to share my feelings, he educated me to be strong, able to defend myself, and I was a shy sexless frustrated guy instead! "Look at yourself", he smiled at me; "you're such a young sexy man now. Don't cry, love, I'm here to give you everything you need". Everything, he said? He really said "everything"? I looked my blushing face at the mirror again and found the courage to talk; it was not the first time I saw him kissing his twin sister or finger her holes, and he did it even when I was around; dads and moms used to walk naked through the house and I couldn't... "Kiss me please", I dared to say, facing him but as soon as my lips touched his, he stopped me! Again I felt shy towards him, so we stood there, him clothed and me in underwear, to stare at each other. "Eli, come with me", he suddenly said; "but leave your undies here!" Excitement and fear caught me by surprise, I never saw dad Adrian so dominant towards me; as soon as I dropped my underwear on the floor, he took it in his hand and started to lick it. "Someone's horny", he commented; "I can taste fresh, innocent precum here. Cum with me! No, well, come with me!" Hand in hand we walked through the corridor till we reached stairs; "wow", I thought, I had never accessed the staircase up dad's bedroom without his permission! And now we were going up together. His hand in mine, did no longer seem the safe and firm grip by a father, his experienced fingers were trying to explore me, I felt he was observing my hand with x-ray and I noticed my dick hardening. "Sorry, really..." I cleared my throat before talking; "but, well, I can't contain myself! I have a body. With needs." Finally we reached his bedroom and I noticed a white, clean sheet on his huge bed; how envious I was, guessing how much sex he had there! With my poor step dad, with my mothers, and whoever could come and visit him; the bed looked clean, though. Like it had just been deeply washed. Then, what was that white cloth, what was it needed for! I stared at the wall and I could notice a frame hanging there, with pieces of the same cloth united together in a sort of mosaic. White but stained of whatever it could be; "an artist", I thought, "dad is a cop and artist" but I had no guts to ask any questions. A sealed toothbrush was positioned on the nightstand and dad adjusted the sheet accurately on the mattress; "lay on there", he commanded me and I protested: "it's brand-new, I'd not like to... To ruin it! Sorry my dick drips, and it never happened so much, I'd stain this wonderful cloth, laying on it!" "An order is an order, Elias", he exclaimed; "look at me, do you think I'm kidding?" His rigid belt hanging from the door, a leash attached to the coathanger, I would never have guessed dad could be so firm at me, he's never been! "Do you want your birthday gift, boy, or would you like to remain a kid?" He unlocked a drawer and showed me a bottle. Sealed, full of pills. "Decide now", he ordered; "or I'll force you to take these again and you'll get no gifts." My life went on with pills, from puberty till now, and family said they were vitamins. "Explain me", I pleaded, my hard-on subsided in the meantime, and before talking, dad pushed me on the bed, above the wait cloth. He climbed on the mattress till he finally reached me, and his clothed arm covered my naked, innocent chest. "I've got to tell you boy", his face just few centimeters from mine. "Your 18th birthday gift is sexual freedom." What a mess, I really felt confused now and stared at the pills bottle, still standing on the bedside table; my curiosity was evident because I knew those medicines, despite family's told story of vitamins I recognized them as I saw friends swallowing pills of same color and shape. "Wow", I smiled at my father pretending to buy his past lies; "you mean I'm starting a prevention treatment? Is it so? This is... My friends call it Prep! I know the bottle!" Dad shook his head, with the biggest grin I ever saw on him: "my little naive boy", he ruffled my hair and kissed my forehead. "You've taken these meds for years and just stopped treatment a week ago, you really think your innocence is still lasting long with me? You're ready to become a man! Stop asking questions and take my clothes off, boy, we have a long day!"

The weather is consistently nice now so park cruising is back on the menu. I went late Saturday night to one of my favourite spots and there were about a dozen guys milling about in the area. Not a lot of action initially but I went into a central spot and got on my knees to let everyone know I was hungry for some dick. The first guy who approached was not very attractive to me but I knew sucking his dick would attract more guys and sure enough there were soon three more guys gathered around wagging their cocks in my face to be sucked. I got to work and pulled off my shorts to show I was wearing a jockstrap. Did not take long before I felt a finger probing at my hole. Sucking dick is fine but getting fucked & bred is always the goal. I stood up and leaned up against a tree with my ass sticking out and two of the guys were horny enough to fuck and deposit their anon seed in me. I love being a slut.

That’s a Top’s perception and I have to disagree. Riding successfully is about a bottom’s leg strength and flexibility first and foremost, plus balance, because without the stability and endurance to maintain the position, it’s very difficult to focus on skills like internal tension and grip, or even control over depth and tempo. I find my options for applying my skills sharply limited in a riding position. I’m not fond of riding because I don’t have the leg development for the athleticism required. Not only that, but I find that there are some men who are simply not a good shape for riding, especially large men, overweight men, men who are sort of barrel-shaped, etc. Frankly, my experience has been that the Tops who have requested that I ride them have been rather lazy, not really engaged in the fuck, and lacking in drive. In 1,000+ fucks can’t recall a single experience in such a position that stands out as memorable.

I was off last week, and looking for loads. One guy I'd been trying to hook up with had just flaked while I was out running errands and making my way to his place, but luckily, a daddy I've played with a few times in the past hit me up at just the right moment. "What's up?" he writes. "Just at Target getting some stuff, looking for some loads too," I reply. Without any more chitchat, the next message was: "Just got home from work. Gonna shower and take a nap. I'm leaving the door open. Come over and strip in the entry, then come up and start rubbing me down. Turning my phone to DND. Don't dawdle." I instantly got hard in target. I think some folks noticed as I hurriedly used the self check-out and rushed out. Got to D's house, took a hit of weed in the car, then went in and stripped as I was told. I hadn't been to his place before, so cautiously headed upstairs and found him laying face down on his bed, beautifully nude, nice ass, balls and cock spread out between his legs on display. I started rubbing D down, first shoulders, then neck, rubbed his strong back, then ass. Then I leaned over and started licking his balls and cock. At this point, he rolled over and his cock started getting hard. It's an impressive 9" thick and cut. He grabbed my ears and guided my head down onto his cock. Now, I pride myself in my cocksucking skills, and can take him down to the base, but not for too long. And when I'm down there, he likes to fuck my throat. And he did. And I gagged. We repeated this over and over until he told me to lie on my stomach. He got out the lube and I got out my poppers. I was a little nervous b/c it had been a while since I'd been fucked, and I don't usually play with toys on my own. But he went in slow and steady, and at first it seemed OK. Then he got to my 2nd hole - and I was filled with erotic sensation, and pain. I gasped and spasmed, and asked him to pull out, but he held it there. I whimpered, but knew he was right that I just needed to adjust. I concentrated on relaxing and found that he was actually able to slide in another inch or two. It was hot, but he was pounding me hard, and I alternated between totally in ecstasy and feeling like my insides were about to explode. I begged him to take a break, and he pulled out. He moved me to the edge of the bed and grabbed my ankles, propping them on his strong shoulders. I find this position sometimes is a bit tricky, but he went in with confidence, and it turned out that I could take him easily like this. Now totally poppered up and stoned, my hole was loose, and his huge meat was sliding in and out no problem. He was fucking hard before, but now he went to town, slamming my hole, his balls slapping against my ass. After just a few minutes of this, I felt his balls tighten. He stopped and pulled out before cumming. He had me turn around so that my head was hanging off the bed. He shoved his cock down my throat and kept it there while he played with my cock for a while. I was in pig heaven, and I think my squirming on his cock sent him close to the edge, because he grabbed my cock for leverage, and shoved his deep into my throat and started cumming. While he was still squirting, he pulled out and let out several thick ropes all over my face. When he was finally done cumming, he used his softening cock to smear his cum all over my face. Then he told me to go to the bathroom to get him a wash cloth to clean up with. I did so, and still with the cum all over my face, watched him carefully clean up his cock and pull up his shorts. He then told me to go clean up. I did, after which we said our goodbyes. I went back downstairs to get dressed and found several texts from my boyfriend asking what I was up to (he could see that I was in an unusual location). I told him I had a hot story to tell him when he gets home from work...

Yes. And few times somewhat recently. One guy I talked to on NKP. He said he wanted to "paint my guts with cum". So we met up at a local uhaul and he fucked me in his storage unit. Told me about how he was a tattoo artist and would love to do some work on me. Few months later started dating my current BF. One day he told me about this gay guy that did his back tattoo. Turned out to be the guy that fucked me. Last week my BF said he wanted to stop by the tattoo place to say hi to the guy since we were right in the area. I had to make an excuse go somewhere else lol. Another time was a couple weeks ago. Hooked up with a guy. Took his load. Told me about how he had 2 kids my age. Turned out, his kids are friends with people in my family. Then yesterday, met up with another dude. Got to his house and realized he lived next door to my sisters boyfriends family. Had to run in quick since we are over all the time and didnt want them to see me 🤣

Chapter 2: Fun in the Dorm The weekend finally came when I was up to visit Marc. The drive there was quite nerve wracking. My step dad and I had discussed it before I left, and suggested I take it slowly with him. Dad suggested that our first encounter be safe, and even gave me a box of Magnums to use. He suggested we be safe before I brought up the fact that I was toxic. He reminded me that we might not even have raw sex that weekend, but in time he was confident that Marc would be willing to get gifted. I arrived at the dorm, and immediately headed to Marc's room. He was right, his floor seemed deserted. I went to the restroom, checking out the group shower. It certainly looked like a fun place to play. I then knocked on Marc's door. When I opened it, he immediately kissed me deeply, and said how much he missed me! I was horny as fuck, and reached down and grabbed his cock, and said I could tell! He closed the door, inviting me in and suggesting we get more comfortable. I dropped my pants but kept my jock on as he grabbed 2 beers from the fridge. He then dropped his pants, but not his tighty whites which were already showing a wet spot from his precum. As he handed me a beer, I started sucking his cock through his undies. Once it popped out, I pulled them down to finish him off as he drank his beer. I then pulled down my jock, and let him finish me off while I finished my beer. Once we both finished, he said we had lots of catching up to do, and suggested we go grab some wings and beer at his favorite place. I was famished, and said it was a good idea. He suggested we shower first, but not play there. I agreed, but said there might be a little fun! We got in the shower and soaped each other off as no one was there. I slipped my soapy finger up his hole, and he did the same time mine. He asked if i wanted to stick more than a finger in him and I smiled and said only if you want to stick something more in my ass. We heard someone coming in, so the fun stopped, and we moved to separate sides of the shower. A hot blonde stud entered the shower, and said he was suprised anyone was still around. He then introduced himself, and Marc introduced us saying I was visiting for the weekend. The stud looked at me and said hope you have fun. I said that was the plan! Although Narc either didnt notice, or understand, but the stud had a scorpion tattoo on his ass cheek. Luckily the water in the shower was relatively cold as if it wasn't I would have been totally erect! We both got out of the shower and towled off and dressed and headed to the wing place.

Part 32: Peter fucks Jay (Part 4) (Peter's Perspective) I couldn’t wait to fuck Jay’s hole. As soon as we were in my bedroom, I slammed him against the wall and kissed him hard. He was a strong man. I could feel an energy in him, his drive for sex as strong as my own. Since my wife didn’t want me fucking her anymore, my abundance of cum disgusting to her, I had a lot of fucking built up, even with Dom, Will and Pastor Kline bringing me into their world. Jay’s hand reached down to my crotch and grabbed hold of my balls and squeezed, sending a rush through my body. “You’re a hot fucker,” Jay whispered, biting my ear. “So are you,” I said. “Is every man in your family as hot as you and Will?” He smiled. “I think we’d fuck him if we got the chance.” “I’d love to watch,” I said. Jay kissed my neck, his one hand reaching up and twisting my nipple, pulling on it hard. “Fuck,” I huffed, his aggressive nature taking me back but turning me on. “If I’m not careful,” Jay said, “I might leave a mark for your wife to find.” I stared into his eyes, my heartbeat increasing. “I want you to,” I told him. “Leave me all marked up. That’s the point of this.” He smiled, squeezing my balls tighter. “Fuck, I need you flooding my hole.” “Then let’s go.” I pulled him from the wall and threw him on the bed, my eyes focused on his biohazard tattoo. Fuck, I need one of those, I thought. My cock was hard, sticking straight out, precum dripping down on the floor and leaving a trail. “Leaking like a faucet,” Jay said, licking his lips. “I want a taste before you fill my hole.” “If you’re ready,” I said, climbing on the bed and crawling over his strong body. His cock brushed across my balls, a string of his toxic precum stretching between us as I aimed my cock for his waiting mouth. “Let me taste what your wife takes for granted,” Jay said, sticking out his tongue and licking the head of my cock. I threw my head back, air sucked from my lungs as Jay fed on my cock like a baby drinking its milk. My hand reached down, grabbing his head and pushing more of my cock into his mouth. His hands grabbed my waist, holding me steady, keeping me from passing out as the greatest blowjob I’d ever experienced weakened my body. “F…u…c…k…” I moaned, every moment of longing for a man’s mouth around my cock, for my cock held tight in a man’s hole, for someone, anyone, to appreciate the body God had given me, the power he had given me, the cum given to me waiting to be toxic, hitting me at once. Taking Lewis had been my first step. Pastor Kline and Will were the next. Dom took hold and solidified my change, proving that I was destined to be a toxic pervert, transforming all holes I could find, whether at school, church, or anywhere else I could find a man. Jay continued to swallow, drinking me down. “Fuck, man,” Jay said, my cock popping out of his mouth, precum collecting on his lips and chin. “It just never stops, does it?” “Imagine what my underwear looks like at the end of the day,” I said. “They’re always stained.” “Works of art,” he said, smiling. “Bet you fill up a condom quick.” “Not anymore,” I said. “No more condoms for me. Bareback from now on.” “That’s the way to go,” Jay said. “I think it’s time for you to fill my gut up. I haven’t had cum leaking out of my hole for too long.” “So, a day?” I said. “Almost,” Jay said. I moved down his body, my precum trailing down his chest and abs, collecting where his own precum had started to pool around his groin. I leaned down and licked from his groin up his abs, tasting every part of him. Fuck, he tasted good. He tasted like a man. “Let’s see if you can’t help make my cum-gift a bit more… hazardous.” I grabbed his legs and lifted them up, hoisting his lower body into the air. I bent my leg against his back, holding him up until I could grab hold of his ass and spread his cheeks apart, revealing his worn hole. “It’s all yours,” Jay said, winking. I dived down, eating his hole, doing everything Will and Dom had taught me. His ass was sweaty, but it tasted amazing. I could tell that he was fucked often, his hole slightly puffy, showing wear. He wouldn’t be as hard to enter as Lewis was, and something told me that he was probably even more open than Will. Dom fucked hard, but Jay seemed to spend his life now filled with cock. I moved from his hole and then licked up his taint, filling my mouth with his balls. His eyes rolled back into his head, mouth open as he gasped. “Swallow them down,” Jay moaned. “Taste my toxic bombs.” I’d never had another man’s balls in my mouth, but I was suddenly aware that I had within my mouth a part of Jay’s manhood. What made his cock a weapon was at my mercy, a quick bite causing the ultimate pain. I wouldn’t, but the power caused my cock to jump. “Ready?” I asked, his balls popping out of my mouth, a few strands of pubic hair clinging to my chin. “More than ready,” he said. I aimed my dripping cock up with his hole and then shoved inside, no resistance pushing against what we both wanted. “Fuck me, man,” Jay growled, his worn hole squeezing around my cock, already milking my abundant cum out of me. “With pleasure.” I pushed inside him as hard as I could, slamming across his prostate, and causing his toes to curl and his hole to squeeze again. It felt great, even better than fucking Will as I knew Jay was an even greedier cumdump than his brother. “God, your dick is incredible,” Jay cried, his hand jerking his own cock while the other twisted his nipples. “Fuck me. Fuck me with that married dick. Fuck me hard with that adulterous cock, the cock your wife doesn’t appreciate.” “It’s all yours,” I said, thrusting hard, my balls slapping his ass. “I can’t remember the last time I fucked her pussy. I can’t remember the last time I fucked her and she wanted it, she wanted my cum inside her.” “I want it,” Jay begged. “I want it all. Every drop of your cum. Every drop of the cum your wife won’t take. Fill me up with your cum till I explode. I want it pouring out of my hole and onto your marital bed.” Out of the corner of my eye I saw a picture on the wall of me and my wife on our wedding day, both of us smiling, neither knowing what would become of us. I didn’t know how she would turn on me and what made me special, what Will, Dom, and everyone else saw to be special and desirable. I didn’t know that I’d fuck one of my students, creating in him a need for toxic cock. I never would have thought at that young age, so innocent, that one day I’d be willingly taking poz cock, trying to infect my body, turning my copious outpour of cum into a weapon. I had been so harmless. So pure. Now… I looked down at Jay as he furiously jacked his cock, his balls disappearing into his body as his hole tightened around my cock, his toxic cum shooting out over his chest and face. “This is what I want,” I said, looking back at my wedding photo, looking at my wife, the cunt who never saw the real me. I want to fuck ass, I thought, slamming deep into Jay’s hole, every angry day after years of marriage flooding my body. I want cock in my hole. I want to fuck men for the rest of my life, however long or short. I want cum inside me, turning me, changing me forever. I want my cum to be hazardous. “I want your toxic cum!” I shouted, looking down at Jay. I didn’t know if I’d already started turning, if Will and Dom had done their job, but I was done waiting. I bit down on the inside of my mouth, tasting blood. I reached down and scooped up his cum and shoved it in my mouth, swirling my tongue and pressing the toxic loud into the cut. “FUCK!” I screamed, my head thrown back as I started to cum, shooting out one of the biggest loads I’d ever made. “I can feel it,” Jay cried, reaching up and pressing his hand on my pelvis, grabbing my pubic hair and pulling me closer. “Fill me, you fucking god!” “You want it all?” “I want it all,” he said. “I want everything. Drain your balls. Give me your last neg load.” “It’s all yours,” I said, pressing harder into his ass, forcing every inch inside him. Cum started leaking out, running down his back and collecting on the sheets. I scooped some up and threw it at the wall, some of it splattering on my wedding photo. Jay saw what I had done and smiled. “Fuck the cunt who can’t appreciate your gift.” “And yours,” I said, a small amount of pink cum dripping out of my mouth and running down my chin. “What the fuck?” Jay said. “Did you just…” “I’m tired of waiting,” I said, sliding down on the bed, my cock still in his hole, our bodies now pressing together in a heated, sweaty mess. I licked his cum off his chest and along his neck, kissing his chin where a nice coating of his toxic juice remained. “I want to be poz,” I told him, smiling. “I don’t care who does it.” “That’s so fucking hot,” Jay said, pulling me in for a deep kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, and I felt a sharp pain as it brushed over the cut. I found my cock starting to get hard again, my balls ready for another round. I started to pump into his ass, the desire for the roughest fuck of my life taking over. I wanted his ass to bleed, to infect me. I wanted our bodies tied together, unable to leave this room until I was transformed into the man I’d always wanted to be. “You’re a deviant pervert like me,” Jay said, his arms wrapped around me, his fingers digging into my back. I felt a sudden shock as he scratched me, my cock jumping to life and unloading another rush of cum into his hole. “Fuck!” I cried, feeling the burn from the scratch deep in my skin. “So,” Jay said, smiling, “he responds to pain. I like that.” “Good,” I said, slamming into his body, the bed creaking, slamming against the wall, causing the pictures to shake. I looked over at my wedding photo and slammed into Jay again. “Fuck it.” I pounded his ass again and again and again, watching as the photo shook, barely holding itself where it had resided for years. I’d never fucked anyone this hard, my cum sloshing out of Jay’s hole and covering our bodies. Jay’s back was arching, his eyes closed. “Fuck me!” he cried, grabbing me and pulling me down to him, his teeth biting down on my shoulder, creating a mark. “Fuck!” I slammed one last time into his hole, the bed hitting the wall and my wedding photo falling from its place, shattering on the floor as I came a third time. The orgasm shook my body even after I stopped cumming. I pulled out of Jay and eased my way down his body, resting my head next to his cock which was hard again. I sucked it into my mouth and fed on its toxic juice, relishing the perfect warmth filling me. I saw the empty spot where my wedding photo had been and felt happier than I’d ever been. “Fuck, dude,” Jay said, his hand reaching down and caressing my hair. “That was incredible.” I sucked his dick harder, cupping his balls with one hand while the other slipped into his hole and found his prostate covered in my cum. I started to press down, his body responding. “Yes,” he moaned, his palm pressed against my cheek. “Fucking yes. I’ll cum in your mouth. I’ll cum all over the cut and turn you. I’ll poz you up. I’ll poz you like my brother pozzed me!” What? I thought as he started cumming, filling my mouth with his toxic load. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Not sure how much of the night I should write about as I know everyone just wants to see Peter, Lewis, and Ryan convert. What are your thoughts? Who do you want to see fuck? Should I jump to them converting? What do you think? Let me know.

You are on your back, the dude with the huge dick is pumping your ass like he is possessed. You have no idea if he is poz or not, all you know is that his massive pole feels great going balls deep into your negative ass. New to barebacking, you quickly forget about the risks when you see a cock and start think how good it will feel slipping into your ass. But tonight is different. Tonight that magic dick is going to spew a toxic load into your tender ass and start your conversion. You are ten seconds from taking the stealth poz load that will change your life. And now, the process is launched and there is nothing you can do to reverse it. You are not poz yet, but you are seconds away from infection. At P (poz) minus 10, the process starts. All of the efforts of the top ramming his cock into your ass are about to pay off. The level of arousal is such that the orgasm that will convert you has started. Wham, the rear most sphincter in his piss tube slams such. This seals the tube on one and and keeps the piss out of the cum. P minus 9 sees the prostrate (with the piss tube running through it) begin to stir up the toxic stew that will deliver the virus to mucus membrane in you shit chute. P minus 8 and the front piss tube sphincter slams closed. Now, the prostates mix of sperm, virus, fluids and sperm food fills the sealed tube. The top knows the feeling of his cock swelling for orgasm. As the tube fills with that potentially lethal mix, his breathing deepens, his thrusts become my animalistic and he may start groaning as he enjoys the feel of his ever more engorged cock. P minus 6 and the tube is nearly full. While only 5 percent of the volume is sperm, there are as many as 500,000,000 of the little baby makers ready to make the swim of their lives----but will only die in the dark dank reaches of you queer asshole. There are a number of different fluids that are present as well---most of them are carrying the virus that will soon infect your body. P minus 5 and the top shouts OH GOD, and moves into the second phase of his virus inserting orgasm. The pressure in the closed off piss tube has reached the maximum and it signals the front sphincter to open suddenly. The built up cum pressure forces the poison wad to start moving toward your cock head. P minus 4 and the jizz is near the glans....the top's very meaty, mushroom cockhead. The state of overall arousal and the sensation of the dollop of cum reaching the glans combines for more action. The muscle like parts of that glorious piece of man meat start contracting. The top's work is nearly done. The tensing of the those cock control system expel the shot with great force.....as much as 80 miles per hour. And all you know is that you are enjoying a great fuck and you know Mr. Top is about to explode into your willing ass. The virus that causes HIV+ has been launched and will soon be residing you that ass you think is just being used for fun and sex. T minus 3 and the filthy load is out of the tip of the cock and free flowing towards the lining of your rectum. Splat and it hits you.....the virus is now yours and no longer just a theory it is in your ass. The top continues to spasm and shoot parts of his gift. The continual thrusting of his meat smears that load up and down your hole. He is increasing the points of contact---so the virus has more opportunities---and you are just wiggling and squirming in the delight of being well fucked. T minus 2 and the top is nearly done. HIs strokes are not as deep, his cock is softening, but his deed is done, he has mixed a toxic wad of white sticky goo and shot it deep into your ass. He then smeared it for maximum effect. T minus 1 and he with draws. Now it is up to the virus and the receptiveness of your ass. The brutal fucking had damaged the lining of the very thin membranes of you ass-cunt so you are ready for accepting your fate. T minus ZERO--blast off. The virus containing cum that is smeared inside you begins offloading the passengers. The poor sperm are condemned to die in your shit hole or will be expelled with the next dump you take. But the HIV causing virus is very happy, the warm dark hole is a good place for them. The thin and damaged walls of your rectum make it easy to move in. And they begin gathering together and replicating and preparing to wage a war on your immune system. A war they will win. You may feel the battle if you develop the fuck flu. You may never know there was a war until, you get that test result you are not expecting. But for now, you have no idea that the war was started, all you know is that you are simply laying there, cum in your ass, happily and thoroughly fucked. It is just a mater of days until the war has been won and you are HIV+. You have no clue what happened in the past 10 seconds. You have just been pozzed

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

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.

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.

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!

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...

To answer the question, no, I just posted about my own m.o. in some other thread the other day, so I won't repeat here. The point, however, is there are variables for the Top to consider, some of which would be a) has the bottom been taking loads for a while, and thus should already be accommodating, b) how thick is the Top? A thick Cock shoved into a tight Hole willy-nilly can wreck the scene for both men. It's supposed to be fun, thrilling, satisfying - all positive feelings - for both guys, but that only happens when communication (either verbal or via touch-exploration) happens.

Good question. Before I was more seasoned, my cunt would spasm on entry, and I would need about a count of five in which I needed the Top to hold still while the pain subsided; after that, I would be good to go. Now, there’s been enough stretching (and forced entry) that all but the very girthiest can get right to it at whatever tempo. The only recent time I had an issue was when a Top -literally- launched himself like a missile from feet away and impaled me balls deep in a single penetration. I have to give him points for bull’s-eye accuracy, but it hurt enough to make me gasp, and he started pistoning right away. I didn’t try to stop him, but I won’t forget it. Honestly, though, they don’t often start thrusting immediately with me. Usually there’s penetration, then a long, slow groan of pleasure, like they weren’t expecting what they just encountered, and then they split into three camps: The ones who start to slow-stroke to savor it, the ones for whom it flips a rutting switch in them and they get feral, and the ones who blow within a stroke or two because they can’t take it.

Fuck yeah love Berlin 🐷

I enjoy riding cock. I actually saw an older guy a few times when I was in my early 20s that had some mobility issues and I ended up just riding him. I’m smiling now remembering the first time I sat down on his cock and went at it.

I love riding dick and love getting my dick ridden. When I’m bottoming I’ll do anything the top asks so if he wants me to ride a dick I’m riding that dick faster harder slower deeper anyway he likes.

Over the past 7 hours I’ve taken 16 anonymous loads. It’s Pride weekend in Dallas so I grabbed a hotel room with easy access and made my cunt easily available. Some really good dick this evening, pleasantly surprised. Highlights included a BBC the was so good it almost broke my pussy, an skinny white boy with a 8” cock that fucked like a jackrabbit, an Uber driver with a big dick that wanted wet hole, and a military bottom that gave me his load after an evening of taking loads himself.

Just took another load from a dude. As soon as i pull up to the guys place my BF called me to see where I was. Got hard as fucking thinking about how he has no idea I'm out taking loads from other guys while hes at work

Gripping the steering wheel and staring straight ahead into the darkness I muttered under my breath, "What are you doing here?" I had been parked for about ten minutes, trying not to draw attention to myself as shadowy figures walked around the car park, occasionally peering into vehicles hoping to get a show. I knew what went on here. Everyone did. This place had a reputation. Looking out to my left and away across the gravel I could just make out the block building of the toilets. Shapes moved in and out regularly and cars came and went as I waited. The headlights of the cars providing brief snippets that shaped my mental map. I knew it was popular but I never expected this much ... traffic. I knew I shouldn't be here but I just had to know. My girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, had said I was too distant and could never commit. She never knew about the late night stroke sessions, the times I was shooting loads to gay porn online. The chat rooms. The dildo I kept very, very secret. Now I was here ready to step over that imaginary line. Wasn't I? After a few more silent minutes, and being certain that no real movement had taken place during that time, I opened the car door. Stepping out I was glad for the moonless night. The darkness gave me confidence and, shutting the car, I strode across the stones. My crunching footfalls sounded thunderous to my ears as I approached that small brick building. I felt as though eyes were watching me from every darkened vehicle. My nervousness returned but my anticipation grew as the black doorway appeared in my vision. Standing before the pitch-black entranceway I strained my ears trying to gauge anything from within. It seemed like there was nothing, then a gasp, and a moan and then the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Even in the darkness I felt my face flush but I was driven forward by arousal. I stepped inside. I waited inside the doorway for a minute certain I was invisible. It was nearly complete darkness in there. Even after a minute I could only make out vague shapes. Stepping further inside slowly I realised the entrance was a corner that opened into a wider area. A long trough type urinal ran along one wall and a row of doors, all shut, were the cubicles. There was a smell in there. Stale urine, and fresher, plus sweat and..bleach? Not knowing any better I stepped up to the urinal as quietly as I could and kept on listening to the sounds coming from behind the doors. The rhythmic slapping and soft moans were turning me on so much, even if I couldn't see anything, the though that I was stood so close to someone fucking had me rock hard. I released my cock as I stood there and began stroking as I listened to whoever it was in that cubicle getting closer and closer to their climax. As my hand slid up and down my hardon I listened intently to the sounds of sex. My focus entirely on the passion taking place only a few feet away from me. It became my whole world for a few moments. So when a voice whispered from the darkness right behind me, "Seems like there's a lot of enjoyment to be had here." I think my heart actually stopped for a second. My hand froze on my cock and I think I was about to scurry out of that place when all decisions went away from me. I don't think I had another rational thought for the rest of that night. An arm reached around me and rough, manly, thick fingers grasped my still hard cock, gently if steadily wanking me. I moaned and leaned back, the only response I was capable of. "Fuck, you're a keen one!" The voice whispered right in my ear making me shiver as his hand kept steadily pumping away at my prick. His other arm worked its way up inside my t-shirt and his rough hands started rubbing over my nipples. I couldn't begin to gather my wits. I was loving finally letting go even though a distant voice in my head said to calm it down. The pleasure I was feeling in this near total dark was the most I had ever experienced. My hips were pumping in time with this strangers stroking and I was gasping in pleasure. All of a sudden he gripped my cock hard. Squeezing me tight. I was on edge and he must have felt it. "Not so fast." It was spoken like a command right into my ear, "We don't want you going off the boil so quickly." I groaned in frustration. I was so close to spraying my cum and had just been denied. Wasn't that why I came here? My cock throbbed in his hand as he squeezed and gently rubbed me. "Oh fuck!" I moaned out loud realising his intentions: to keep me on edge, to keep me going, keep me willing. Up until now my hands had hung limply by my sides. I had pretty much given up motor function to this man behind me. This voice that had taken me over within seconds of revealing itself to me. As he kept up his ministrations to my cock with one hand the other was withdrawn from under my t-shirt and he grabbed my wrist. Pulling my arm behind me he guided my hand until I felt heat and then flesh. Thick, solid flesh. The first cock, besides my own, I had felt and it didn't disappoint. I don't know if it was the darkness focusing my attention but to my mind this dick was huge. Certainly bigger than mine and oh so solid. My fingers felt along the hot, hard length from balls to the flared tip and I was rewarded with a groan in my ear. I wrapped my hand around and started stroking wanting to return some of the pleasure I had been given. This man in the dark then guided my other hand to the wall in front of me and pressed my hand against the rough brick. In doing so he was pressing himself more firmly against me. I kept working his cock as best as I could while he, satisfied I wouldn't move from him, let go of my hand and I felt him completely undo my jeans and push them down. Even in the dark I felt suddenly exposed, I hadn't worn underwear in the hopes of something and this didn't go unnoticed. "Fuck, you were ready for me weren't you?" It was then I realised I was stroking his very hard cock right over my now naked arse. As my hand continued working his shaft he let go of me leaving me throbbing and grinding myself to him. "That's a fucking lovely arse, boy," he hissed in my ear as both his rough hands began stroking, kneading and spreading my cheeks. I let go of his cock and felt myself leaning forward. With both my hands on the wall in front of me I had effectively offered myself totally to this stranger in the dark, sordid, public toilet. It felt so good. I pushed my butt towards him arching my back and giving him full access as his hands roamed freely all over me. His rough hands each gripped a cheek and spread me open and I gasped as I felt his heavy dick sliding up and down along my crack. "Oh fuck!" I whispered into the darkness. He responded with a chuckle advising "Don't panic I won't fuck you yet. I will fuck you before the night is out, but I'm going to make sure you are ready for it. When I give you my cock you will be begging me to fill your slut hole. You'll be taking a breeding you won't forget I promise." With that I felt him crouch down behind me and then I felt his hot breath on my cheeks. Then a warm, probing pressure straight on my hole. "Oh shit yes!" I almost shouted and my cock throbbed as I was introduced to having my fuckhole eaten out. Whilst he was behind me he had worked my jeans all the way down and worked one leg free. From here he spread me wider and went to town tongue fucking me. Lapping at my hole then pressing his tongue hard into me instinctively I pressed back to spread my cheeks this pleasure was too good and I wanted him to lick me over and over. Here I was, stripped from the waist down in a dark toilet, bent over at the urinal, pressing on the wall in front of me so I could push my arsehole onto the tongue of a man I hadn't ever seen. He was pushing back, the warm wetness I could feel between my cheeks just felt right. He leaned back and I felt him spit on my hole. "Going to make you ready boy." Was all he said before I felt a thick finger pushed up inside me. I winced at the sudden intrusion and he started licking around my ring again as he finger fucked me. The soothing laps of his tongue coupled with the rough pressing inside me had me panting against the brick work. I could feel my hole opening to accept more. "Tasty fucking hole you've got here, nice 'n' tight too. Going to enjoy giving you everything I've got. Bet you've never been stretched by a cock like mine before, eh?" "No, never." I gasped before I realised I was speaking out loud. His response made me look back but in the darkness I could only make out blurred shapes. "Fuck me! A virgin hole. Right then let's get you properly opened up and loaded!" Two fingers were thrust up into me and I saw stars as he began working them in and out of my now spit slick hole. He was scissoring his fingers and twisting them inside me. Even though it hurt, I was so turned on it only added to the sensations I was being introduced to. Pressing onto his fingers I couldn't believe I hadn't done his before. In this squalid, dirty place I was being shown who I really was for the first time. After a few minutes of working my arse open he suddenly pulled his fingers from me and, whether it was the roughness of his skin or his nails, it burned and stung for a few seconds. However the state of lust he had worked me into made every sensation something to be enjoyed. I heard and felt him rise behind me and I looked back to no avail, the darkness made it impossible to distinguish anything in that room. This man could be anyone, maybe I knew him away from here? Or maybe he was someone I would see around town? I would never know that it was the same man as had just opened me up to so much. I didn't wonder for too long about this as I felt him press to me from behind. The thick head of his solid cock rubbing between my cheeks, sliding up and down and making me wetter with precum. Involuntarily I groaned in response to the pressure his cock was exerting against my hole. I knew there was only one way this would end. Boy, was I wrong. As he rubbed himself to me his hands gripped my waist and slid up my body. He pushed my t-shirt up and easily stripped it from me and now I was totally naked grinding my arse onto the cock of this man behind me. It was dark but somehow I had never felt so utterly exposed. Just then he stopped moving completely and was silent for a second. Then there was a blinding flash and even in the blackness of the room I could only see spots of light and dark. "Just wanted a shot of that sweet arse before I ruin it." He smirked as he said this and I started to wonder what I had let myself in for. SLAP! "Fuck!" I cried out at the sudden impact. It stung like hell and was quickly followed by several more swats at my cheeks with his strong hands. For some reason my hands remained pressed to the wall in front of me, my knuckles white as I pressed my fingers into the brick. My arsecheeks burned hot from pain but at the same time I couldn't pretend my cock wasn't rock hard under me and dripping a steady flow of pre. "Mmmm, goood. It looks like this boy likes to be used." The hoarseness in his voice made me realise just how horny he was. I could feel his hard cock sandwiched in my crack for sure; but there was a need in his voice that made my hole spasm. I don't think I'd ever experienced true desire before. It was then that the nearest cubicle swung open loudly and a dark shadow hurried out through the doorway. A voice from the darkness just said. "Fuck sake, do you have to be so loud right there? You spooked the cunt I was working on." "Sorry mate," my man replied, "got a little carried away with this virgin hole here." If I had been a little wiser I might have spotted the implicit offer that this sentence carried. Instead I just stood there, naked, hands on he wall almost needing my next instruction. "Virgin eh? No shit! You want a hand breaking him in mate? I've got blue balls here." The next thing my man said caught me off guard, I had certainly prepared myself to take his cock and I thought naively he wanted me all to himself so when he said, "You got any poppers? I think if we give this slut a few sniffs he'll be gagging for both our cocks." Next thing I knew I was being turned to face in the direction of the cubicles and hands from the darkness found my face. I felt the cold glass of a small bottle pressed to my nostril and I was told, "Breathe!" I had little choice and the bottle was switched between my nostrils almost every time I took a breath. My head felt light and my legs felt heavy. My heart was pounding and every beat seemed to make my arsehole clench. I nearly slumped over but I was being held up by two stronger guys now. "Oh yeah, this bitch is definitely ready." The words came from so far away as I felt myself being bent at the waist and my cheeks spread wide. Hands were also on my head guiding me down and somewhere in my brain came the picture of the spit roast fuck scenes I had so often wanked to. Now it was my turn. The head of a hard wet dick was rubbed over my face and between my lips. "Open wide," an instruction came. Then I was sucking my first cock. Well I was getting my face fucked, not deep, not rough, but there was no doubt I had no control. My guy hadn't been idle this time, while I was trying to take as much dick in my mouth without choking he had been wanking his hard cock all over my ring and started to press in. With the combined effects of his spit, fingers and the poppers the head of his cock worked into me almost easily. Then he started driving forward. All my fantasies of being fucked and even my self induced dildo play couldn't have prepared me for this. Fuck he was so thick. My hole burned and I felt tears streaming from my eyes. With my mouth stuffed with cock I couldn't do anything but moan. Trapped between these two men I couldn't move away from either as they began to relentlessly fuck me. There were several flashes in the darkness and I knew they must both be getting souvenirs of my use. They kept up giving me poppers and making me spin out as they fucked into me at either end. It wasn't long before the poppers were wearing off and I became more aware and two things were apparent. First was the constant moaning I was making around the cock being shoved down my throat, I was holding the hips of the man in front of me and I was working my head back and forth as much as he was fucking himself between my lips. I could taste pure manliness. Sweat, spunk, piss all of it and I was drooling all over it. Second was the heat radiating out from my hole wasn't pain. The thick hard cock which was now deep inside me was fucking my once tight anus with long patient strokes. A constant rhythm that had his meat bouncing off of my prostate. I was arching my back, squeezing and clenching my hole around his dick anything to show him how good it felt. That's it boy, show us how much you want these dirty cocks up you." Wait, dirty, did that mean something? The constant pounding into me at either end was making my brain melt. I just needed more, more cock, more fucking, more everything. "Oh you're a dirty boy letting us fuck you like this! You love big hard bare cock in you don't you boy?" Shit, bare, everything had happened so fast and I gave in so easily I never even thought about protection...but...but it just felt so good right now. That thick man cock forcing its way into my guts, stretching me, pulling me I knew I wanted it. I moaned loudly around the cock between my lips and I guess we all knew I was agreeing. "Fuck boy, you're going to make me cum soon, going to plant my seed deep inside you." I could feel his thrusts becoming harder, he was deep inside me and stabbing his cock into me with short, brutal jabs. I was delirious. My hole was my entire world right now and I needed cock to fill it. The man making me suck his cock joined in the fuck talk, "Yeah, knock him up. Load up that pussy good. When you're done I'll make him take my strain too." I wasn't really paying too much attention with my focus being purely on cock but I gathered that they both really wanted to shoot their spunk inside me. Right now I was just a willing hole and they could fill me however they saw fit. The thrusts into me became a jackhammer and the guy behind me roared. "Fuck yes, take it. Take it you dirty little cumslut. Take my poz load!" My eyes bugged out as I put two and two together. I was in no position to do anything but take it as he said and the way his cock pulsed inside me and he was driving it deep inside me kept me grinding back onto him. It felt too good in spite of everything and a part of me realised it was too late to turn back with his hot load deep in my arse. "Fuck boy," he said as he slowly withdrew his wet cock from my now sloppy cumhole, "That was fantastic. Your cunt is definitely one I want to breed again." With that he stood and said, "Going for a smoke. Enjoy that hole!" Just like that he was out of that darkened place and I realised I had just been handed over like a toy to be used. The hands that had been holding my head roamed over my back and found my arse. I hadn't moved and he easily slipped two fingers up me and pumped them in and out a few times. "Wow, he really opened you up well." The cock I had been continually sucking was now withdrawn from my mouth and he moved around me. I was still in something of a state of shock, still bent over, practically frozen in place. Horny as fuck too. It was..confusing. Without ceremony he pulled his fingers out of my anus and shoved his cock into me. It took my breath away but because of the rough fucking I had already taken, and I guess the cum now soaking my hole, he was inside easily. He wasn't as thick which helped but his cock curved and he was pressing against my insides so nicely. As he started pumping away I was finally able to vocalise the sensations I was being subjected to. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I was gasping with every long dicked thrust he was forcing me to take. He had grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back so he could more easily bounce me on his dick. The slapping sound of his flesh violating mine added to making me a moaning cockwhore. My own cock left alone was flapping with each pounding of his hips. Precum leaking from me in an almost steady stream. I felt like I was cumming but it was constant and there was no come down. Eventually he too started up the jackhammer thrusting that tells of impending cum. I was out of breath, and covered in sweat. He was fucking my hole so hard I was almost crying but still I was rock hard. "Say you want my cum slut!" He suddenly shouted. Pounding me over and over. "I...I want it." Was all I could manage. "What do you want bitch?" As he asked this he slapped my arse with a stinging blow that made me buck my hips and cry out into the darkness. "Oh god I want your cum, please cum in me!" I begged and he pulled hard on my hips pushing himself all the way inside me. He was shaking and his cock was throbbing inside me. He leaned across my back holding himself so he wouldn't slip out of me and whispered in my ear. "Never pozzed a virgin before, I bet you'll be begging for more dirty loads before long." He slid himself out of me and left the room. I collapsed to my knees. Naked, dripping cum and panting for breath. I had no idea where my clothes were in the darkness or how I would find them. As I knelt there I idly stroked my still erect dick softly moaning as I felt the pulsing from my arsehole. What the last guy said about me wanting more was clearly undeniable. Footfalls from outside made me panic, oh shit I can't be found like this. I scrabbled about in the darkness trying desperately to find even just my jeans. But it was too late. A flare in the darkness from a cigarette gave a brief illumination and I saw three men in the entranceway. "See I told you he'd be waiting here for more. I think we've got ourselves a proper little cum piggy." I recognised the voice of the man who had first fucked me and realised then that he'd just gone out to find more men to use my holes. I knelt there, hands in my lap. I knew I was in for a long night.

I recognized him from across the bar. It was hard not to - dressed in tight faded denim shorts, a sleeveless tee, suede work boots and a construction worker's hat, he was one of the few people in the entire bar who wasn't wearing head-to-toe black leather, that's why I was fairly certain that he wouldn't recognize me. My leather harness, chaps, dark shades, and biker boots were the polar opposite of what he saw his high school history teacher wearing on a typical school day. That's right, history teacher. High school history teacher. I teach at one of the local public high schools, and while it is fairly obvious to me (and some of my co-workers...and students) that I hunt dick at night, most people see me a just a guy who is a bit out-of-time. My thick black mustache, dark eyes, dark hair, and furry chest are the epitome if the 1970's clone look, and while it might seem out of time when I'm wearing sansabelts and Aarow dress shirts, it looks pretty damn hot when I'm decked out in leather. Or denim. Or nothing at all. Like tonight. I've been looking forward to Village Night all month. The last Friday of the month is dedicated to one of the icons of the Disco era and my favorite spot, the Bar Code, transforms from a leather cruise bar with an active backroom into a late 70's cruise disco with an overstuffed backroom. The kid looked like he was barely keeping his head above water when I saw Jack and Cap on either side of him. Jack was rubbing the kid's crotch, and Cap had his hand running up the backside of his leg. They were both whispering in the kid's ear. I knew I had to intervene, or the kid would be in over his head before he knew it. I danced my way over to him, grinding on a motorcycle cop here, a construction worker or cowboy there....and within seconds was pulling Cap's hand out of the back of the kid's shorts. "This one's jailbait, boys," I said. "Word must be out that the doorman is into chicken and lets in the underage crowd so he can arrest them out later. See? Here he comes." Frank was, indeed, headed this way. The pair moved off, no doubt to look for another unsuspecting victim of their s&m-and-pozzing plan. I grabbed the kid's arm. "Come with me if you don't want to end up in the back of a police car," I said, exaggerating Frank's plans for the kid. He followed without a word, looking worried....but also a little .... Drunk? Or high? I couldn't tell. We made our way to the backroom. As expected, it was wall-to-wall fucking. Not sucking, fucking. The kid stopped cold. "This is how men get off, not boys," I said. "Don't worry, we re just in here because Frank got banned after he left his post to fuck one too many times." I led him toward the back corner. The further we got, the darker it became. The smell of mansex was almost overpowering back here. "Thanks, mister." The kid finally said something, and I knew right away that he wasn't drunk. Cap must have booted the kid when his hand was down his pants, and it was starting to come on strong,too. He was jittery, sweating, and rubbing his cock, "Damn. Fucking hot," he said to no one in particular as he watched the fucking going on around him. I was about to lose my restraint. If he keep rubbing that cock through those fucking sexy denim shorts, I was going to end up fucking him. I knew I wouldn't resist for long. He gasped and started pumping his hips when I started kneading his ass. A moan. Rubbing that cock. Kneading that ass. I moved behind him and unsnapped the shorts' buttons one by one. His hand instantly went to his cock once it was freed and started pumping, intent on cumming as quickly as possible. I held him still, nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, "Shhhh... Savor it. Don't cum yet. Look at all the fucking. Real men, macho men, bent over and taking raw dick." He tensed up when I said the word raw. I was testing him. He moaned, "Fucking hot." Passed the test with flying colors. "Flying colors." Made me remember the two tabs of X in my front pocket. I took one out and laid it on my tongue, then turned the kid around and shoved my tongue down his throat. I'm sure he noticed me shotgunning the tab into his mouth, but he didn't protest. Once it was and absorbed, I asked him, "So you party?" "Not yet, need a teacher," he said. Ambiguous, I thought. But I couldn't resist that opening. "I'm a hell of a good teacher," I said before I slid my tongue into the back of his mouth and nearly gagged him. My hands were all over him, and the X was just barely starting to kick in, making him ultra responsive to my hands. He was almost writhing as I rubbed him all over. I heard his shorts hit the floor. No underwear. I pulled his shirt over his head, felt it to make sure the pockets were empty, and threw it into the middle of the backroom orgy. I looked for his reaction, but there wasn't one - his eyes were glassy, his lips were parted, and his cock was rock hard ad he continued to grind himself on my hand I moved to his hole...it was wet. Very wet. "You been fucked tonight, son?" I asked, some surprise in my voice. "Fuck me. Fuck me, I fucking need it." I gave him a slight slap. "I asked if you've been fucked yet tonight, boy!" His eyes focused for a second. "No. Lubed just in case.." That was all I needed to hear. I started pushing my cock at his entrance. He tried to pull off and then started moving his hands as if he were digging in his pants pockets. "Need to cover up," he said. And then he looked down and laughed. "Looks like my shorts are gone," and with that he started pushing back against my raw cock. Either he wasn't a virgin, or he had some long and thick toys at home, because I slipped in with no difficulty. I wasn't incredibly well hung, 7 inches, average thickness, but I was uncut, and he was a senior in high school. It shouldn't have been that easy. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Fuck yeah," I responded. "Fuck me. Fuck me like my daddy. Hard and rough." I started slamming him, and he responded like a proper cuntboy - pushing back with every thrust, pulling away, but never letting the head out of the hole. The kid knew how to fuck, that's for sure. We pounded at each other until I was glistening with sweat, and he was positively dripping with it. Positively. "Do you want my load, boy?" "Yes, daddy. Blast it in me." "My poz load? You want me to charge you up?" Bit his ear, hard. "Yeah!" He yelled. "Give it to me! Breed me! Fucking cum in my ass. Cum in my ass!" He was yelling loudly, and I felt his hole tighten. I knew what was coming. He was. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Poz me up. Poz me. Poz me." And i did just that. I buried my bone a deep as I could and unloaded in what was easily the hardest, longest and best cum of my 34 years. Seeded him. Dropped my load in that boyhole. Bred him lime a bitch, as he continued to squeeze at my cock in rhythm, his orgasm continuing and actually getting stronger. "Poz me," he whispered one last time. Eventually we slowed down, and I held my cock in his hole. I moved it around a little bit, left and right, up and down, to make sure that the seeds were planted. I licked his ear, "You're mine now, boy. I got you marked." He shuddered. "Yeah. Marked. Pozzed. Fucking hot. Can't wait to go breeding other guys." I though to myself that this kid has either been reading Breeding Zone, or he's not really an 18 year old high school student. "Where'd you get a dirty thought like that, kid?" "Breeding Zone." "Fuck yeah," I said. I took my shades off. "At least it wasn't in third period history." He turned his head and looked at me. "Mr. Dooney," he said. "Fuck yeah. Now squeeze that cock while I pull out. Get the last of those babies before we head to my place." He squeezed, and I slowly pulled out. Odd, he wasn't able to clamp down on my cock all that hard. The kid was loose. "Who the hell wrecked your hole?" I asked. "Doorman," he said. "Fucks me at least once a week." Hot. I thought to myself that it was a perfect fuck - the hardest cum of my life, thinking that I was pozzing one of my students, but none of the guilt. If Frank was hitting that ass once a week, he was already Poz, plus a few others. I thought about one of my fuckbuds, a GP, and wondered if he'd fuck me in the exam room once I told him that I was gonna need some antibiotics. I grabbed his shorts off the floor and shoved them into his chest. "Put these one," I said, "And get ready for the night of your life." He smiled, bent over and in a few seconds, we were walking toward the exit. I noticed a cowboy holding the kid's shirt over some guy's cock, using it as a cumrag. I waited for them to finish, then took the shirt and told my boy to put it on. Minutes later, I was walking into my townhouse with an 18 year old hottie in a pair of too-small denim shorts and a cum-soaked t-shirt. Good thing it was 3 AM, or someone might have called the cops. And I was almost disappointed that they didn't, because it would have been hot to share the kid with Greg, my hot cop FB, when he got here!

So we're hearing all kinds of issues relevant to the plight of the new immigrants on the Mexican/Texan border. I seem to be hearing some complaining about the "cost" of all the immigrants to US taxpayers, blah blah blah, and I have a potential solution. As I try to do when considering issues of import, I ask myself "if X is true, then why is it true?" Without going into the weeds too deeply, there are repressive governments, there are education problems, and there is virtually one religious institution, which has been the case since Spain took the Southern Continent by force several hundred years ago. Whilst the R.C. Church is well known to reject birth control as against "God's Will", I had assumed this was the case since the Middle Ages, when the Papal Armies needed cannon-fodder for the advancement of R.C. temporal power in Europe. But no. That is not the case. Since the advent of the R.C. Church (emphasis on Roman), that institution has not taken a firm stance on the issue of abortion or "birth control" until the previous century. That peculiar event happened less than a century ago - at the hands of Pius XI in 1930*. Thus, the anti-birth control strictures are less than 100 years old, taken barely an eyeblink ago in Church history. So, I think we can legitimately invoice the Vatican - loaded with untold treasures accumulated over the millennia through wars, bloodshed, conquest, all the usual filth - for compensation and support of the unfortunates from the South who were mind-fucked into believing that they simply must bring to term any potential life, every time they fucked. It's the institution that forced this inhumanity upon these human brothers and sisters, sucked what few coins they could spare out of their pockets, taught them that the fires of hell awaited them if they didn't pony up, the whole Power Trip. We can legitimately claim wealth and property belonging to the RCC in the US, build residential developments, commercial developments, commodious living/working spaces for these new Americans, and invoice the Roman Catholic Church for all of it. And we can simply take these thousands and thousands of properties, just as our Caucasian forebears took this continent from the Indigenous. I believe that the only group of people that can legitimately comment on accepting/declining/welcoming new arrivals to the shores of this nation are the Indigenous People who lived on the North American Continent for millennia before we Pale Ones invaded, killed them off via genocide, and stole the Continent from them. To be fair, the new arrivals are far closer in lineage to the indigenous Americans than anyone else is, and the guys are a helluva lot sexier. Fortunately, no one anointed me King, right ???🥰 *this was the predecessor of Pious 12, the infamous "Nazi" pope

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?

I prefer being naked so the breeder can touch whatever he likes. Of course, I also honor requests to wear a jockstrap if that's what lights a breeder's fire. I think some guys wear a jock because it makes their ass look hot and inviting and they want to get dick in it. I don't think universally painting a jock as a tool for sequestering a man's cock passes the red face test. Jocks are so fetishized and linked to sports and high school that there are a myriad of reasons a guy would want to wear one.

the top fucks me in whatever position he wants - it's not my decision .. on my back, stomach, side, standing, 4s, riding - his call .. and i'm happy to comply! 😆

I nailed the little bitch at the rest stop again last night. Seems he remembered me and followed me right into the woods this time. As soon as I stopped he walked right up to me, dropped to his knees and asked may I swallow your cock again sir? I throat fucked him until he had my load down his throat. Then I yanked him to his feet and told him that felt good but this will feel better as I bent him over and plowed into his hole. All the while I was verbal and told him he was a cum dump for cock. 2 other guy were drawn in from the moaning and begging he was doing so we used him and tag teamed his ass for a couple hours. I am sure that slut had cum dripping from his hole when he left. He took 3 loads from me and a couple from the other 2 guy's.

You know you’re a true cum dump when you’re 90% sure the 9” endowed tranny pounding your ass says “are you slutty enough to take my poz load” but you don’t stop because you said I’m yours to use me any way you want, and you mean it. I’d never have unprotected sex with advanced knowledge of HIV positive status, but once I bend over and surrender my body, it’s all yours. There’s no sluttier feeling than cum filling your ass while you wonder are you going to test positive for a lifetime of lying in a sling and letting the whole club breed you

Mate that’s hot

I was feeling extra horny today and working from home. I fired up the gaydar.co.uk website to see if anything interesting happening, but intending to continue working. I soon got a chat message pop up from a local top boy. Aged 28 and between jobs, his was called Steve. His profile said slim 6ft 2in tall and large cut cock and only safe sex. I didn’t think much would happen with my age in the mid 50’s and a bit of a bear build, but chatted for a while. In the convo I told him I sometimes used GBL to relax during sex. He asked what it was so I told him. He was curious to try it, but was worried about the date rape reputation. I suggested if he wanted to try using the G in a safe place, why not pay me a visit? To my surprise he said yes. I gave him my address and arranged to meet an hour later, giving myself time to prepare. When he arrived his body and good looks exceeded my expectations. He was not slow in making out with me as soon as I closed the front door. We were in the bedroom stripping off clothes within twenty seconds and soon laying naked on the bed kissing deeply. His cock was gorgeous and a good thick eight inches. We snogged and 69’d for a while before I reminded him about the GBL. I’d made up a 2ml dose in a glass of water. It stood by the bedside. “Al I’m really nervous about this stuff. Do you mind taking it and showing me how it works on you?” “Yeh that’s fine by me Steve. If you like what you see I can set you up with a fresh dose. It takes about 15 minutes to kick in.” I quickly swallowed the G tainted water and returned to the bed with him. As we made out for a while longer I saw a bio-hazard tattoo on his shoulder. “Steve, are you poz?” “Yeh, is that a problem? I’m into safe except with my boyfriend. Are you poz?” “Nah I’m neg, if we fuck wear a rubber ok?” “No problem.” “We made out some more exchanging blow jobs and generally both getting more excited. Soon Steve was fingering my ass. I reached over to the bedside table, retrieved the lube and passed it to him. Pretty soon he was fingering me deeply and working the lube deep into me. I was getting well relaxed under the influence of the G. Soon his knob was pressing against my ring as he spooned against my back in the comfort of the sheets. I was pushing back against it. He suddenly moved away. “Hang on Al, I’ll just get rubbered up.” The unmistakable sound of the packet being torn open and a condom rolling down his shaft followed. “Steve, Don’t hang around, just fuck me.” He spooned into my back and gently eased his cock into me. It felt fantastic. He started to tenderly fuck me as I drifted off to sleep under the influence of the G. When I awoke Steve had gone and his side of the bed was cold. I reached down and felt my ass pucker. It was wet and slippery. I smelled my fingers. It was cum. As I sat up in the bed more cum oozed out from me. Looking around the floor I saw an unrolled, but unused condom laying on the floor.

I need your Texas size cock, sqirting Texas size ropes of cum inside me sir😵

Another thought. I bet we've all been with guys who slip off their wedding ring before raw dogging it. Do any of you do the opposite - if you're unmarried, slip on a wedding ring just to enhance the rush of cheating?

Yes - the reason I am bisexual... I love women for being women... and I don't mind to have kinky sex with them but most of all for the love... That said I am an extreme bottom and love the extreme sex with men and which only gays can really give.

honestly? i just want to have one night of risky sex

Part 24: Jay Arrives “Will, I’m poz.” My brain shut down, these three words, while simple, were too difficult for me to process. “You’re what?” “I’m poz,” he said again. “You’re… but… I…” “I know we left everything off a bit… awkward,” he said, cutting me off, “but I don’t want us to break off communication again. It would kill me if we did.” “I don’t want that either,” I told him. “But, Jay…” “I’ll be in your area in a few days, and I want to stop by to talk. I also want to meet your guy.” “My guy,” I said, watching as Domonic walked back into the room, dick swinging low. Some cum from Peter's ass was still on the tip. “Yeah, I think he’d love to meet you.” “I’m ready to meet him, too,” he said. “My hole is ready, too.” “Right, yeah,” I said. “Your hole. Because you’re poz now, so you can.” “Who’s poz?” Domonic asked. “I’ve lost track of the guys we’ve fucked.” “I’ll talk to you later, Jay,” I said, watching as Domonic’s face lit up. “Bye.” I ended the call, my head swimming. “Jay’s poz?” Domonic exclaimed. “Apparently.” “That’s incredible,” he said, a huge smile on his face. “Isn’t it?” “I… don’t know,” I said. “Will, I know you’re angry that he tricked you into fucking him with a broken condom,” Domonic said, “but it sounds like he really wanted this to happen.” “I can’t believe I pozzed him,” I said. I thought of the night we were last together, the fear I had felt once I saw the broken condom and saw Jay's smile. “Now he’s coming here. Shit, is he going to bring his boyfriend?” “He has a boyfriend?” I nodded. “They met in a park. Scratch that. They fucked in a park.” “Fuck, I need to meet your brother,” Dominic said. “Well, it looks like you will,” I told him. “I can’t believe this.” I sat down on the bed, noticing that my cock was hard again, already dripping pre-cum. I’m so perverted, I thought. Admittedly, there was a part of me that wanted to see him again, and a part of that was sexual. Yes, I wanted to fuck him again, and now that he was poz, I didn’t have to worry about pozzing him… because I already did. “Fuck, this is a mess.” “Do you think he pozzed his boyfriend?” Domonic asked, his own cock growing. “Or, maybe, his boyfriend pozzed him and you didn’t.” “Is that possible?” I asked. “Could be,” he said. “You don’t know how long he’s known. It may not have been you who pozzed him. Maybe you only… pushed him where he’s always wanted to go.” “It is something he’d do,” I said. Jay even said that he took risks when it came to sex. That was the reason he tricked me in the first place. “And do you know what we should do?” he asked, leaning over me, pinning me down to the bed, his erection dripping pre-cum down into my pubic hair. “We should be doing what got you pozzed in the first place.” ** I felt sick leading up to Jay’s arrival. I was excited to see him, but everything involving his pozzing made me nervous. While pozzing Pastor Kline had been the goal, a goal we worked hard to score, pozzing Jay had not been. Even Peter was different with his fucking Lewis and Pastor Kline trying to get his son’s dick in his ass. Everything with Jay made things complicated. I looked down at my arm on which a newly tattooed tally mark looked up at me. While neither Domonic nor I checked to see who had truly gifted Pastor Kline, it didn’t matter as I had been the connection between Pastor Kline and the life he had always wanted. His conversion was my doing. “Be proud of this mark,” Domonic had said as soon as he finished the mark. “Be proud of the fucker you’re becoming.” While I liked the fact that Jay wanted to be closer to me, and while sex with him was incredible, I didn’t want my first pozzing to have been him instead of Pastor Kline. It still felt wrong. “Still nervous?” Domonic asked, coming up behind me and kissing me neck, sending chills throughout my body. Domonic had thought it would be fun to surprise Jay naked. While I liked where his mind was going, I had to convince him to meet Jay wearing clothing… at first. “Extremely,” I told him. “After this, I’ll need you to fuck my brains out.” “Happily,” he said. “Maybe Jay will join.” Before I could answer there was a knock at the door, and my stomach turned. I tried to step forward, but I was frozen. “I’ll get it,” Domonic said, kissing me again. Calm down, I repeated to myself, closing my eyes and trying to slow my pounding heart. I heard voices chatting, their increasing volume a countdown. “So, you haven’t been here before?” Domonic asked Jay, a suitcase behind them. “No one in the family has been here,” Jay said. “I’m the first.” “You’re the first in more ways than one,” Domonic joked. Jay smiled, catching my gaze. “Hey, Will.” “Hey, Jay,” I said, stretching out a hand. “Come on, Will,” Jay said, pushing my hand away and hugging me. “You’ve had your dick shoved up my ass. I think we can do better than shake hands.” My dick jumped slightly at the memory. “Feels like you remember,” Jay said with a smirk, his hand squeezing my ass. “I’ve missed you.” “You too,” I said. Jay looked me over and then scanned my apartment. “So, you two living together?” “Not yet,” Domonic said. I gave him a look which clearly said, “What the fuck?” “It’s not that easy,” I told Jay. “Why not?” Jay asked, finding a seat on the couch. “Alan and I have been fucking for only a few weeks, and we’ve been living together almost the entire time.” “Tell us about Alan,” Domonic said, urging me to join them in the living room. “He’s a great guy,” Jay said. “He’s hot. He’s fit. His cock is huge. He’s the type of guy any parent would be horrified to have their kid dating. And, before you ask, no, we aren’t anything serious. We love fucking, and we bring other guys in to fuck with us. We love fucking outdoors, especially if we could get caught. We’re just having fun. I don’t know if it’ll last.” “But you’re poz?” I asked, finding my voice. “You’re sure about that?” “Absolutely,” Jay said. “I was sick and then got tested.” “And what about Alan?” Domonic asked, covering all the questions he knew I needed to know. “Is he poz, too?” “Sure is,” Jay said, winking. “Because of you?” I asked. “Or, was he already poz when you first fucked?” Jay shook his head. “You’re still upset, aren’t you? Will, come on. I said I’m sorry. What I did with the condom was stupid, but I’m not sorry that I did it. I wanted nothing between us, especially a condom. Now you have this fear that you’re the man who pozzed me acting like a barrier between us. Well, there’s no need. We checked. Alan is my gifter, not you. It’s his strain.” “Are you sure?” Domonic asked. “I knew Will would ask,” Jay said. “We checked. My ass belongs to Alan.” “That’s great news,” Domonic said. “Right, Will?” I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as I stood up and jumped on top of Jay, bringing his lips against mine, kissing him deep. All the anxiety I had stored up over the weeks since I’d last seen Jay disappeared, replaced instead with a burning longing to have Jay’s naked body pressed against mine. “Fuck,” Jay said once I let him come up for air. “I’m glad I checked.” “Me too,” I said, a stupid smile stuck to my face. “Should we relocate this welcoming to somewhere more conducive to group fucking?” Domonic asked. “I’d like a crack at your brother as soon as possible.” “I’m game,” Jay said. “Then let’s go,” I said, climbing off him and pulling him back toward my bedroom where Domonic was already opening the door, ready to fuck us both. “Maybe we should invite everyone over,” Domonic said, pulling his shirt and pants off in record time. “How many men are you two fucking?” Jay asked, his clothes also nearly gone. “Several,” Domonic told him. “Working on converting a married man right now. We’re about to include his 18-year-old student.” “If he agrees,” I added. “Oh, he’ll agree,” Jay said, grabbing my pants and pulling them down along with my underwear, my cock springing up to meet his watering mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of pre-cum off the tip, sending chills down my spine. “Fuck, I missed your taste.” “Watching two brothers fuck,” Domonic said, coming around behind me, massaging my shoulders. “There’s nothing hotter.” “Except having you join in,” Jay said, admiring Domonic’s body. “Will, I’ve been desperately waiting for you to fuck me again, but I’m hoping you won’t mind if your boyfriend fucks my ass first?” “Fine by me,” I told him. “I think I’ll find some use of your mouth.” “Fill him up on both ends?” Domonic asked. “Meet in the middle?” “We can try,” I told him. Jay jumped on the bed, his ass hanging out over while leaving enough room for me to be over his head. Jay’s body was just as amazing as I remembered it. As I climbed onto the bed, my hand ran along his muscles, feeling his warm skin. “I’ll go in first,” Domonic said, jerking his cock to life. “Will, I want you to fuck his throat after. I don’t want your dick in his mouth when I shove inside his ass. He’ll bite your cock off.” “Open him up first,” I told Domonic. Domonic inspected Jay’s hole and smiled. “He doesn’t need me to,” he said. “Looks like your brother has been working his hole open pretty well.” “I had to,” Jay said, looking up at me. “I knew I wanted Will’s dick again, and I needed to be ready for him. That, and he said that your cock is a monster.” “A monster ready to ravage,” Domonic said as he started eating Jay’s hole, sending my brother’s body into a quaking fit. I jerked off watching Domonic and Jay, seeing the two men who meant the most to me in the whole world finally together. A jolt shot up through my ass, causing me to jump. I looked down and found Jay’s hand on my ass, his middle finger pushing at my hole. “Mind if I massage your prostate while your boyfriend eats my hole?” Jay asked. "Alan does it to me all the time. It feels great." “Go ahead,” I told him, leaning down and kissing him. Jay stuck his finger into his mouth and wet it, returning it to my hole. Slowly, he pushed it inside, moving around in search of my prostate. “Ready?” Domonic asked, squirting some collected cum from the fridge on his cock. “Shove it in me hard,” Jay growled, looking up at me. “I fucking love this family,” Domonic said, smiling. He grabbed Jay’s legs and lined up his cock, nodding to me. In a swift thrust, he buried the entirety of his length inside Jay, causing my brother’s finger to disappear into my ass, hitting my prostate. My head was thrown back as his finger curled, pushing down, sending powerful waves of pleasure throughout my body. At the same time, Jay’s back lifted off the bed, his face contorted as Domonic’s dick stretched his hole to new widths and lengths. “Fuck,” Domonic cried, watching as we Ryder brothers rode the waves of pleasure shaking our bodies to their very core. “This is going to be fun.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ I'm splitting this chapter in two because it was too long. I'll try to get another chapter up next week, and then I'll need to take a Sunday or two off. For anyone upset that Will isn't the one who pozzed Jay, don't worry...

I love it because feeders love to feed, so it turns me on.

Ok guys, here's the next chapter. I'm working on the next couple so they should be posted soon. I'm not done with Colt and Austin yet, more fun to cum. Thanks to everyone who enjoys my stories, and I'll work the other ones too. You know what they say, good things come to those who wait. Kinda like orgasm denial, lol. Part 16 True to my word, I kept the cage on Colt all week, fucking his pussy twice a night and not letting him cum. He was horny beyond belief and constantly begged for it to be removed. I loved it. I loved controlling him. I would send him texts all day telling him what a nasty little cock whore he was. Telling him how I was going to ram his hot little pussy like the cumdump it was. I would make him send me texts back telling me what a pathetic fag he was, and how desperate he was for my cum. Thursday rolled around and we layed snuggled in his bed, a fresh load of my cum deep inside him, plugged so it wouldn't leak out. We we're sharing the bong when we heard his father Chet come home. Well, stumble home was more like it. A couple of Thursdays a month Chet would go drinking with his buddies. Almost everytime he would get totally wasted. He certainly was as we heard him crashing around, trying unsuccessfully to be quiet. Eventually, we heard no more noise and I knew Chet was passed out on the couch. Colt's mom, Anna, didn't mind her husband going out drinking, after all he worked hard and was a good husband, but she refused to let him in her bed when he was drunk, so he always slept on the couch. Now Chet was one of those dead to the world drunks. Once he passed out, an act of God couldn't arouse him. This of course gave me a nasty idea. "I need to get some water." I said as I jumped out of the bed, returning a couple minutes later. I motioned for Colt to follow me as I grabbed my phone, which he did with a confused expression on his face. I guided him to the living room where his dad was splayed out on couch. Chet had managed to get his shoes off and his jeans half off, leaving him there in his boxers and tee-shirt, snoring like a lumberjack. At least I knew where Colt got it from. I also knew where Colt got everything else from too. Chet was a fucking stud and Colt was his carbon copy. Same curly brown hair, same green eyes, same nose, same everything. The only difference was Chet wasn't quite as large as Colt. Maybe two inches shorter but still fucking built. And hairy. Hopefully Colt will be as hairy as his dad one day. The only thing I wasn't sure about was his cock. I fished in his open boxers and pulled out his limp dick. Even lying there, it pretty much looked like Colt's. "What the fuck are you doing?" Colt whispered. I walked up to his ear and whispered back, "I wanna see just how much of a cock whore you really are. I wanna see you suck your dad." "No way!" He whispered back. "What if he wakes up?" I walked to Chet's head and shook his shoulder while I practically yelled in his ear, "Wake up Chet! Wake up!" He just grunted and continued snoring. "See, nothing could wake him up right now." "I don't know...." Colt said, hesitantly. I just grabbed the back of his head and jerked it back as I grabbed his balls and squeezed hard. Colt let out a gasp. "You'll do what I fuckin say you worthless faggot." I snarled at him. "Now get down there and suck your father's cock!" I ordered him. Colt sank slowly to his knees without another word and crawled over to his passed out dad. I could hear him breathing shallowly from nerves as his trembling hand slowly reached for his father's dick. He looked at me one more time and I snapped my fingers, pointing to the cock in his hand. Colt opened his mouth and gingerly placed Chet's cock into it while watching his face for signs of reaction. Chet just continued snoring. I started filming as Colt began to actually suck his dad's cock, and much to my delight, it quickly grew hard and soon reached it's full hardness. It wasn't as big as Colt's, but it was still impressive and I'm sure more than satisfied his mom, as was evidenced from the frequent fucking we would hear from their bedroom. I stared in wonder as Colt really began to give his old man a stellar blow job, deep throating his cock and using his talented throat muscles to massage the big throbbing tool. Chet just continued to snore with the occasional grunt and light moan, oblivious to the fact that his own flesh and blood was providing him pleasure. He was probably dreaming of some big tittied ho going to town on him. Well, it was a ho, just a different type of one. My cock was hard as a rock as I watched this obscene display before me as Colt proved he was the ultimate filthy cock hound, slobbering all over his dad's big cock. I couldn't resist as I knelt behind him and pulled out the plug. I lined up my cock with his hole. His loose cunt just swallowed me up as Colt threw his head back and groaned. Then he looked at me over his shoulder, his mouth open, tongue hanging out, panting like a bitch in heat. I saw that crazed look of uncontrollable lust in his eyes as he snorted like a pig before diving back down on Chet's cock. I grabbed his hair and started pounding his face into Chet's crotch as I pounded my cock into his other cumhole, beyond caring if Chet woke up or not. If he did, he'd learn what a complete and total faggot his baby boy was. Luckily, Chet just stayed in his drunken stupor as his son basically raped him. "Fuck yea, you fuckin whore!" I egged Colt on as I continued to film. "Suck your daddy's cock you filthy pig!" I demanded as I pounded him hard. "You're so dirty, you're gonna make me cum bitch!" I practically shouted. I forced Colt all they way down his dad's dick and held him there as I pumped my load deep in his guts. I held him there, not letting him up for air until he started gagging. His ass muscles clenched my cock as he wretched, squeezing the last bit of cum out. I pulled out and pulled him off his daddy's cock. Spit ran out of his mouth and down his chin. I got the camera close to his face. "Jerk him faggot." I ordered him. "Make your dad cum. And look into the camera as you do it! I want you to see exactly what a low down, disgusting, dirty cum slut you are! That's it bitch. Jerk him off, I want his cum all over your face!" Colt looked into the camera with his lust driven eyes and jerked his dad's cock like a good slut, rubbing it all over his face, licking off the precum that was oozing out. Chet began grunting more and breathing harder in his sleep and I knew he was close. Then the next thing I knew, cum began rocketing out of his cock, blasting Colt right in the face. Colt did exactly as I told him, rubbing that cock all over him as shot after shot flew out, coating his forehead, eyes, cheeks and nose, dripping down into his open mouth. By the time his dad's orgasm finished, Colt looked like three men had dumped on him. Another thing his has in common with dad. I told Colt to go wait for me on the bed as I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up as much evidence as I could. When I returned to the bedroom, Colt was lying there, waiting. He looked unbelievably sexy in his cock cage, his face covered in his daddy's sperm. I crawled on top of him and licked his cheek, scooping up a big glob of cum. I kissed him deep as we shared the tasty load together. Then, I got up and fetched the key. He didn't say a word, but his eyes sparkled as I unlocked the cage and freed his cock, which instantly sprang to an erection. I spread his legs and slid my own hard cock back deep inside him. He wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him as I fucked him. I scraped the cum off his face and fed it to him, and he hungrily devoured every bit. "That's a good slut." I commended him. "Eat your daddy's cum boy. Eat it all you fucking pig!" I grabbed his hands and held them over his head as I pounded his special spot I knew so we'll. "I want you to cum for me!" I growled into his ear. "Do it, do it NOW bitch!" He managed to break his hands free and he wrapped them around me, squeezing me tight. He buried his face into my shoulder and let out a muffled cry as his cock erupted between us. He held me and shook as he continued to cry into me, his entire body trembling as his cock spewed and spewed, soaking our bodies. His reaction coaxed one more orgasm from me and I filled him with more sperm as he continued to tremble. When he finally calmed down, and his trembling stopped, we took turns licking each other clean from his copious load. When we finished, he held me and kissed me before looking deeply into my eyes. "You never cease to amaze me." He whispered. "How did we get so lucky to find each other?" "I don't know. Fate I guess, we were meant to be. But I guess we're even for the hickey." He just smiled as he spread my legs and dabbed a little lube on my hole before sliding into me. I groaned as his bigger body pressed against mine. We made love this time, our lips barely leaving each other as he planted his seed deep in my guts. I didn't cum this time, but I didn't need to. This was for him. We fell asleep with his cock still buried inside me.

Just one load today. Had a 50 years old guy over to my work for anon fuck. Waited for him ass up face down . His cock was just the right size for a rough fuck. After ten minutes he exploded in me. Pool of cum dripping out when I was cleaning off.

Dore Alley in SF was amazing. Lots of BB breeding and parTy fun. Next up: Montreal Pride Aug 18-21!