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My name is Mark. I’ve been taking classes in the city for a while. At 23 years old I haven’t had much socializing what with focusing on my studies. I check the gay apps, Grindr, Growlr, Recon, all the fun stuff. I mostly window shop. I rarely hookup. There are a few bars near by that I occasionally go by for a drink. But it’s been a while since I’ve had any real sex. I play safe with rubbers like a responsible young guy, but I’ve never needed to go on prep since my sex life is very sparse. I live in a small two bedroom apartment with a roommate. An older guy, Vince. Vince is an odd one. He’s always horny and hooking up. Guys come and go from our place like a fast food restaurant. I don’t mind it though. He pays for more then his fair share of the rent so it’s a good deal for me since city living is harsh enough as is. He’s expressed interest in me too but I always turn him down. He isn’t my type and his “interests” don’t really aline with mine much. The thing is. He’s poz. And I don’t care if a guy is poz undetectable but Vince either vary rarely takes meds or not at all. His poz status is actually full blown AIDS. Very thin and gaunt, bald, in his 70s. But he still gets around no problem with youthful vigor. He’s what they call a ‘gifter’. Someone who’s kink it is to spread the bug to neg guys. He’s told me before and has charged up a lot of guys in his room or in the living room, or any other room in the place. He likes to brag to me about it, and has jokingly talked about pozzing me too but I brush it off as him being weird. Sometimes I’ll find him fucking someone right in the open as I get home and he’ll casually say hi to me. But like I said, I don’t mind it. That’s his prerogative and we keep things civil between us. I definitely could be stuck with worse roommates. Probably the only complaint I do have is his constant masterbating in every room of the flat. He’ll jack off 2 or 3 times a day and he’ll let his cum splatter anywhere. The stuff is usually really thick and voluminous. Sometimes he cleans it up, other times I end up cleaning it up. Especially after stepping in it. Even if we’re watching tv sitting next to each other, if he has the urge, he’ll whip it out and start stroking. It’s obnoxious but I accept it. Oh and if he wasn’t poz and my type, I’d still be very hesitant to mess around with him. It’s his dick. He has a 14 inch cock. Well 36 cm. So a little more then 14. Not very thick but that only emphasizes it’s length. Which explains why so many guys want to give it a try. It’s a monster of a thing and there’s no way I could possibly take that beast. I have trouble with guys who were 7 inches. So Vince’s flag pole would probably impale me before it went balls deep. The thought makes me wince. One day in the morning I went to the kitchen to get some coffee. Vince was there, he had already made a pot. I could smell the fresh brew and went to the cabinet to grab a mug and sure enough *squish* I stepped in a thick pile of cum on the kitchen floor. It squished between my toes. It was thick like slimy tapioca pudding and warm, it had an off white yellowish color to it. “Morning Mark. Sleep well?” He asked me. “Ugh, Vince you got cum on the floor again.” I was leaning against the counter wiping the stuff off my foot with a paper towel. “Oops, guess I forgot that one. I was horny. Ya know I could lick it clean off ya if ya like. I’d be happy to suck your toes.” “No thanks. I got it.” He was a kinky one too. He’d usually offer to do something like that to me. But I had no interest and would casually turn him down. “Thanks for making coffee at least.” I prepared my cup. Vince came up behind me and passed me the cream. When he did his hard on slipped up my leg and went under my boxers, resting on my crack. He likes to find whatever excuse he can to touch my with his cock. It’s usually just a brief jab or slap. I try to ignore it. “Want some cream young man?” “Yeah thanks Vince.” Vince then thrusted forward and his cock head went between my cheeks and hit my hole hard. “Ouch Vince what’s that for?” “You said you wanted me cream. I’m just obliging you.” He kept the pressure up, his cock head pressing firmly against my asshole. He gave another sharp jab and his head started to party my sphincter. “Ouch! Come on man, you know that’s not what I meant.” “Oh well, can’t blame a guy for trying.” Vince pulled his cock away. A trail of pre with it. Great now I have a greased up ass. I fixed my coffee and sat at the table. My ass hurting a bit. I was going through some of my school papers. Vince was next to me with a hand on my shoulder. His other hand stroking his monster cock. It was darker then the rest of his body and very veiny, like a throbbing spiderweb all up and down his shaft. His balls were equally impressive. Low hanging and large like two plums dangling. That explains how he can cum so much. He was shameless and insatiable. “So when are you gonna let me have a go at that unused ass of yours?” “Not today.” I was more focused on my papers then what he was doing. “One of these days I’ll dump a load up in you.” I rolled my eyes at that. “You’re welcome to try.” I say sarcastically. “He he, we’ll see neg boy.” His stroking got faster and he was grunting in my ear. He was about to reach climax. “Can you aim that in a towel or something?” I turned toward him but that’s when he started to cum. “Aaagh! Fuck!” Thick globby ribbons of cum shot out at me. It got on my chin and my chest. Getting all over my tank top. He held my shoulder in place and unloaded all over me. There was so damn much of it and it smelled gross. “Oh jeeze Vince!” I got up covered in his toxic sludge. “It’s your fault for being so cute. Who doesn’t like a cum bath?” “Very funny.” I wandered to the bathroom trying not to let the stuff drip on to the floor. I was going to shower anyway but this was definitely an incentive. I looked at myself in the mirror. My chin and neck had a lot of it and it slowly ran down my chest. I scooped up some of the stuff and looked at it in my hand. ‘How can he cum so much all the time?’ I was a little envious of his virility. For a moment I thought about what it would taste like and brought it up to my mouth, but it’s smell was rancid and I seriously doubt I could handle swallowing any of it. I took off my tank and boxers and showered up. The last of the whitish yellow paste sinking it’s way down the drain. I hoped that stuff wouldn’t clog the pipes. When I got out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist, Vince was sitting on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table and his semi hard dick resting on his stomach. I walked past him to get to my room and change but he grabbed my arm. “Come sit and relax. I brought your mug here.” My coffee mug was between his feet. His toes rubbing against the rim. “I gotta get dressed.” He grabbed my towel and ripped it off. “You can get dressed later, I could use some eye candy. How’s your ass by the way? Hope my thing here didn’t hurt you too bad.” “It’s fine Vince. You didn’t penetrate despite your goofing around.” “Come let me see.” Vince pulled me in front of him and spun me around. Ass facing toward him. “Come on dude. Haven’t you messed with me enough this morning?” He spread my ass revealing my hole. “My that’s a beautiful ass. Milky white with a subtle shade of rosey pink on your pucker.” Then I felt a finger on my hole. He was rubbing it around. “What are-“ “Shush, I’m just inspecting you. Gotta admit it’s getting me hard again.” Vince was usually handsy and forward but this was especially blunt for him. He was definitely up to something. Then he stood up still spreading my ass. “I can inspect you better with this.” That’s when he stuck his cock at my puckering hole. Rubbing his tip at it. He then repositioned his hands holding my hips pulling me towards him. “Oh ha ha. Sure, next thing you’ll want to do an internal inspection. Shove it in me why don’t you?” I mock with sarcasm and snark. “Wouldn’t that be fun? But I teased you enough. Go on go get dressed.” As he said that he squatted back down to sit on the couch his hands still on my hips. The movement threw me off balance and I ended up slipping. I threw my hands back to catch myself on the couch but my ass already went down into Vinces lap. As I went down my ass ended up slamming on Vinces cock, and it forcefully plunged up into my ass. My hands caught part of my fall which stopped me from getting fully skewered on it, but quite a bit of it already went up inside me. “Aaah! Fuck fuck! Shit! That fucking hurts!” The pain of the intrusion made my body lock up. I couldn’t move. “Oooh! Oh my… It’s in you Mark. I wasn’t planning on fucking an ass this early in the morning but this is quite a pleasant surprise. Your insides are so tight and hot. Looks like you got the first 5 inches in there. About 9 more inches left to go. “Fuck Vince! We can’t do this! And you’re way too damn big. Ah it hurts.” “Then maybe we should exercise those guts of yours.“ Vince then started to move his hips up and down, he was starting to fuck me as I was squatting over it. “There we go let’s get a couple more inches in you.” “Ah! No Vince. I need to get it out.“ I started to move my ass up inching his cock out of me. But then Vince put his hands on my thighs and was pulling me back down. “Just for a little bit Mark. You feel so good, just let me blow off one load in you.“ “Come on Vince! Please there’s no way I could handle you, plus you’re poz!“ “Oh fine.“ Vince let go of my thighs and stopped his thrusting. I slowly raised my ass up and got him out of me. “Perhaps I should inspect your ass again? Make sure I didn’t do any damage inside you?“ “Oh you did plenty of ‘inspecting’ as is. I’m getting dressed.“ I sorely hobbled to my room, my ass on fire from Vince’s monster cock. I only had less than half of it’s length in me but just that much was torturous enough as it was. He would normally pull pranks every now and again, but this went way too far. It was the first time I had a cock in me in years. Sitting on a long 14 incher is definitely not some thing you should do when you’ve been out of practice, especially a 14 inch poz cock. When I was in my room I rubbed some ointment on my ass to make it feel better. When the soreness was subsiding a bit I was able to enjoy my fingers on my ass. I stuck a couple in feeling around. Trying to put the fact that it was an old trolls poz cock out of my mind, there was some degree of eroticism of a cock going inside me. Even if the circumstances were far from ideal. I laid on my bed fingering myself while stroking my own 6 inch uncut cock. It wasn’t an impressive length, but it wasn’t small either. It was average but it got the job done. As I was beating my own meat and fingering my ass I was trying to imagine that monster cock going back up inside me omitting who it belonged to. I may be cautious and responsible but I was still a red blooded man. Eventually I managed to reach orgasm and shoot my own load on my chest. Rather than go out for another shower I just scooped it up and licked it off my fingers. Now I could finally get dressed. The rest of the morning went without incident. I went to class and focused on the lectures. My ass still had a dull soreness to it courtesy of Vince. I’ll bet he’s at home jacking off to the events of earlier today. Oh who am I kidding, he’s definitely destroying another recon rando’s ass. Probably leaving cum piles for me to find. I got home in the evening. I had a bunch of assignments I needed to get to work on, but I was tired and didn’t feel like it. They could wait till a little later. When I entered the apartment Vince was seriously fucking a young twink, slamming into him balls deep. The twink was partly moaning, partly screaming with Vince’s hands covering his mouth. Muffling the sounds. It looked like the guy was loving and hating it all at the same time. ‘Damn, bravo taking all that little dude’ I thought. “Welcome home Mark. Don’t mind me just infecting this little bottom slut. If your ass has recovered then get in line. I’ll breed you up after this one.“ “No thanks. It was a long day for me. I just want to fix a drink and relax. You have your fun.” Vince continued demolishing the young guy in the living room while I was going about my business. Got to admit it was a little annoying hearing Vince talk like that about me in front of a stranger. I don’t want a bunch of randos getting the impression that I am taking his loads too. Gossip amongst gays tends to get around. I watched Vince fuck the living daylights out of the guy, watching his huge member go in and out of the slender ass. It was kinda hot in its own way. Vince looked at me and winked. I put together a whisky soda and set my bag in my room. I heard Vince grunt and yell in the other room. Yup he’s dumped another load. When I came out he was sending the limping guy on his way. I enjoyed my drink and he was on the couch dick slumped over his thigh, still wet with juices. “How was your day? Learn anything good?” “It was fine. Just a lot going on. Several essays due soon and I just don’t have the energy for it.” “You need to unwind. Why don’t you sit and watch the news with me?” I chugged half my drink and plopped down on the sofa next to Vince. He was still naked but nothing new. It was still a bit of a shocking sight to see a massive piece of meat on such a thin man. “How’s your ass? Better by now I hope.” “It’s fine. It hurt for a while after but I’m recovered.” “Good. How did you like the first taste of my meat?” “It wasn’t pleasant. It went in too hard too fast.” “Aw that’s a shame. You should try getting more used to it.” “I’m plenty used to seeing it swinging around the place as is. I don’t need it inside me again.” “Your loss. The last boy was able to take it balls deep.” “I’m surprised he’s still alive. You sure you didn’t rupture just guts?” “Oh he was a total slut. His ass was plenty stretched and able to take it. You just need practice.” “We’ll I’m very out of practice.” “Mine is always here for you to take for a ride whenever you want it.” “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” I say with more sarcasm. We sat there for a while. Nothing particularly interesting was on so I was half paying attention to it. Vince had his feet on the coffee table and was leaning back on the sofa. His cock was soft but it was still huge even at rest. I could probably wrap it twice around my wrist. There was a bit of post cum leaking out of it and sticking to his leg. It was chunky like always. I thought to myself, ‘damn that twink boy has and entire sack load of that stuff clogged up in him.’ My drink was empty and I was feeling a little buzzed from it. Nothing crazy though. We exchanged a bit of small talk here and there. The tv played dull programs. At some point Vince started playing with his cock again and started stroking it hard. It was bound to happen. And he’ll most likely blow all over his chest and lick it up. Vince put a hand on my thigh and rubbed it as he stroked his long monster cock. “Hey mark what was the biggest cock you’ve ever taken?” “Um. Maybe a 7 incher? I haven’t had many. Too busy with school. But that should wind down after this semester.” “Hmf, mines much bigger then that. By the time you get more free time you probably want to catch up on all that college dick running around.” “Probably, I don’t know. I haven’t had much time to think about it.” “Well there are plenty of guys out there that are bigger then 7. You may have trouble taking them.” “Yeah, I’m just not used to getting fucked much.” We sat in silence for another minute. “If you want to train your ass to take bigger cock you can sit on mine. It’ll stretch you out nice and deep.” “You really want to fuck me don’t you?” “Naturally! A handsome young man like you drives me wild. It’s your fault I have to jack off all the time.” “And I’m sure you’d love to poz me up too.” “He he. Well that comes with the territory.” “No thanks Vince.” Vince played with his cock for another half hour or so. Not working towards a cumshot but just keeping it hard. Thinking about my lack of sex life and the prospect of being able to throw myself out in the dating pool soon was giving me the urge too. “Looks like someone is getting horny.” Vince was calling attention to the hard on in my pants. He grabbed it and started stroking it through my jeans. “You should get your clothes off and blow a load.” “I’m going to the bathroom.” I got up. Vince’s hand leaving my crotch. I went to the bathroom and shut the door. I was horny and needed to shoot off. I was stroking it with my balls resting on the sink countertop. I started fingering my ass. My hole was tight around my fingers. I thought about getting fucked by some guys in class that I liked. My thoughts went all over the place and at one point they went back to the morning when I fell on Vince’s cock. Since his was the last cock I had inside me recently the memory was more visceral than picturing dudes I’ve never hooked up with. Sure there was no way I wanted to get fucked by him in real life but there was no harm in imagining it. I tried fingering myself as deep as I could. I went all the way up to my knuckles. It felt good and I wanted more. But I couldn’t push in any further. Then there was a knock on the door. “Mark, you done in there? I need to piss.” Shit, I haven’t reached there yet but I guess I could continue this later. “Yeah I’ll be right out.” I opened the door to leave and Vince’s cock slapped me as we passed by. I went to my bedroom and went through my drawers, pulling out my dildo. I got on the bed and slathered it in lube. I pressed it up against my ass trying to slide it in. It took a little bit of finesse but I managed to get it in there. It wasn’t a very big dildo. About 8 inches but by the time I got to the 7 inch mark my insides were struggling to accommodate it. I thrusted the toy in an out of me for a while trying to get myself more accommodated to it. It felt good and I was pumping my cock at the same time. I wanted to feel all of it inside me so I tried pushing it in deeper. It hurt and I was struggling. Eventually I had to give up on it. It was kind of frustrating, but I would definitely need more practice with it. I took it out and cleaned it up with some baby wipes and put it back in my drawer. I threw on Some boxers and return to the living room. Vince was either still in the bathroom or in his room. I stretched out on the couch facedown on a couch pillow watching the TV. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. I didn’t dream of anything visual, but I did dream of a strange sensation on my body. It was like something was crawling on me. Whatever it was the crawling sensation centered around my ass and I could feel it going inside of me. The sensation turned into a pumping motion. I felt like my guts were getting churned around like butter. My whole body was shaking. I heard sounds like grunting and gasping as my ass was getting rocked up and down. It felt good. It was becoming one of those erotic dreams. The pumping sensation in my ass felt amazing. Then the rocking motions quickened and my ass was starting to feel pain. Whatever it was it was sinking deeper and deeper into my guts. I started waking up. My eyes opening, the slamming sensation inside of me was still happening and it was much more intense than when I was dreaming. I looked forward and saw my hands were on the armrest of the couch and two pale skeletal hands were gripping my wrists. The raspy voice of an older man was grunting in my ear and my ass was in pain from the sensation of a cock going in an out of me roughly. “What the hell?! Vince?!” Vince was on top of me. My underwear were gone and he was going to town fucking my ass. Vince’s cock was inside me! “Ugh…don’t mind me Mark… uf- ugh- ah! Just gonna -ah fuck yeah- empty my poz balls in you… uf ooh ah oh yeah.” “Ah fuck, Vince no! Ah, ugh…Take it out! Ugh..mmh…This prank is too far!” Vince continued to fuck me for a few more seconds then stopped. I don’t know how much of his cock was inside me. It felt like a lot. His hips were still raised not making contact with me so there must’ve still been plenty of his cock outside of me but it was still more than I could handle. He then slowly pulled it out and let go of my arms. We repositioned on the couch. Vince laying back with his feet up on the table smirking at me. I stood up and stuck my fingers in my ass, it was sore but as far as I could tell I wasn’t torn up. “Can you blame me Mark? Your ass was up in the air like an invitation. It was practically begging for me to go inside. Truth be told I was planning on jacking off and blowing a load all over your crack and see your reaction when you woke up but you were very slick down there. You were pre-lubed and pre-fucked already. I assumed you wanted me to dive in.“ “No Vince! I was just playing with myself earlier. I wasn’t inviting you to sleep fuck me.” “Oh then my mistake. Sorry about that.“ Vince giggled. His massive cock was still rockhard with veins all over. The top part of his cock was shiny from where my ass lube covered it. “You didn’t cum in me did you?“ I was still fingering myself trying to feel for any sign of Vince’s notorious thick dick paste. So far I couldn’t feel anything up there. “Nah, I was about to though. Like I said I thought you were giving me an invitation.“ “… how much of your cock did you get in?” If Vince had gone balls deep in me then there’s no way I’d be able to reach deep enough to feel for any cum up in there. He would’ve shot his rancid cheese curds too deep inside me for me to notice. “About 8 or 9 inches. Your ass did a better job swallowing me this time than last.” Was it really 9 inches inside? That would’ve been the most cock I’ve ever had up inside me. And he still would’ve had 5 more inches to go. But damn. I had never managed to get that much of my dildo inside me. Vince actually managed to stretch my insides a bit? I paced around the room a little bit and then exhaled deeply. I sat down on the couch next to Vince letting my sloppy ass juices stain the cushion. Not that it would matter. There are plenty other stains on it from Vince and his hook ups. “OK man. I know you like to tease me and pull pranks every now and then but that was way too much. I’m sorry if I gave you the impression I wanted to get fucked but that’s not the case. So no more OK?“ “Fine by me. I’ll score your ass another way.“ “Unlikely.“ We sat there together for a moment absorbing the situation. Vince looked smug while playing with his cock. “Your ass felt incredible by the way Mark.“ “Oh uh, thanks I guess.” “Yeah it felt like it belonged in there. I only wish I could’ve sunk deeper in you.“ “Well you did manage to get deeper than I’ve ever experienced.“ Then Vince’s face lit up. Like he had some sort of devilish idea. “When you go to bed tonight I might just sneak into your room and finish the job.“ “Vince no, I would rather you didn’t do that please. Boundaries man.” “OK then how about this. Let’s make a bet. If you win the bet I will stop trying to fuck you. No more dick slapping pranks, no more of my cum on the floor. If I win… well you have to do what I say for a day.“ “What would we be doing?“ I admit this bet sounded very attractive over the prospects of Vince stopping his usual pet peeves around the place. But the ‘do what I say for a day’ part sounded like it would open up a whole can of worms that I wouldn’t be prepared for. “It’s simple. I sit here with my cock pointing straight up in the air. You come on over and squat down on it. If you can fit all of my length up inside you and get your ass to touch my balls you win. If you can’t fit my full length inside you balls deep I win.“ “No way! I’m not letting you fuck me Vince!” “No one said anything about fucking. I’ll sit here still and watch you go to work. I won’t thrust my hips up in you. I’ll sit here patiently while you slide down on it. And once you touch my balls that’s it. You get up and I never hunt for your ass again. I’ll be a perfect gentleman.” Fit all of him up inside me? That’s impossible! I can’t fit all 14 inches of him. I know there are plenty of slutty guys out there who can, but I’m nowhere near that experienced. But it would be nice if I could give my living situation to some sort of normalcy. But if I cant, and in my case it seems more likely towards cant, what would Vince have me do? I know he’s wanted to fuck me for a while. He’s already sampled my ass twice. But if I have to do what he says then that may include accepting raw poz cum loads. I thought about it for a while. Vince could see the gears turning in my head. “Seems like you’re not outright turning it down. That’s a new one for you.” “I’m thinking.” I contemplated the stakes and what I was physically capable of. I looked and Vince’s cock. It’s was hard and long. His plum balls were bulbous but sagged away from his shaft. My ass was still hurting from just 9 inches of it. But a real cock might be a bit more malleable then a dildo. “How much time would I have?” “As long as you like. You can ride it all night if you like.” “What exactly would you have me do if I can’t do it?” “Nothing too crazy. Chores around the flat. Tending to my needs. You’re a strong young man. Your ass should be quite durable.” I thought about it more, but the stakes seemed too high for me, at least for now. “Could I do a trial run? I’m just really not sure I could take it.” “Absolutely! You can ride my cock as many times as you like. You’ll hear no complaints from me.” “Well I’m not really going to ride it. Just see how much I can fit.” “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” Vince spat on his cock and was stroking it more. It looked aggressive pointing straight up. I walked over to it and stood up on the couch on my knees hovering over him. Even though I was upright his cock could still touch my ass. Holy shit am I really doing this? I grabbed his cock and stuck the tip at my hole then lowered down a bit. It went in with a squishing sound. Vince leaned his head back and sighed. “Ahhh that’s good Mark. Your ass is perfect.” I continued to lower myself. Inch after inch it slid up in me and by the time I got to the halfway point I was starting to struggle. My face winced and I forced it in deeper, one, two more inches. I felt like I was at my limit. Probably the same depth Vince achieved when I was asleep. It felt like a steal pipe inside. It wasn’t giving any sign of relaxing. “What’s wrong Mark? Having trouble?” “I don’t think I can get anymore in.” I strained my words. “Bounce your ass up and down. Work my shaft up in you.” I started to move up and then back down. First slowly then at a more moderate pace. I didn’t want to admit it but it felt damn good to have his cock in me. Vince’s mouth was hanging open with his eyes closed. He was rubbing his nipples. I guess he was enjoying himself too. “Ah yes! Good Mark! Ah fuck. Yeah keep that up. Just like that.” I wasn’t sure how much was in me but it started to feel like I was getting more in. The bouncing was helping. I reached down to grab the base of his cock. There were still quite a lot left but I must have had at least 10 inches up inside me. The more I got in the more I struggled to accommodate his length. I was starting to work up quite the sweat. In all that time I felt like I only got one more inch inside me. My guts where his cock head were located hurt. Sure there was some pleasure out of it but the pain ratio was rising the longer I was at it. “Vince… how far am I?” “You’re doing good. Oof, 10 and a half all up in you.” That was all? My efforts weren’t enough? I already felt like I couldn’t go any further and there were still a few inches left. I kept bouncing my ass up and down his cock but my legs felt weak and my insides hurt. I had to call it. “Vince… I can’t take anymore. I gotta get up.” I raised my hips but then Vince grabbed my waist and held me in place. “Don’t move! Ah fuck, Mark don’t move!” “What’s wrong?” “I’m gonna cum! Fuck if you move anymore even a little it’s gonna blast.” “I need to get off!” “I wouldn’t if I were you! It’s on a hair trigger. My balls are primed and ready. Just wait a bit for me to calm down.” I held still for a moment waiting for Vince’s cock to ease up its deadly orgasm but my legs were having trouble supporting me. I wanted to get up and away but I wasn’t sure if his cock was still on the edge. “Vince, can I move yet? It’s getting hard to keep crouching like this.” Vince was staring at his cock. His hands still gripping my waist. “Not yet. You’re so handsome and I’ve been edging so much it’s hard to keep my balls under control.” “But I can’t stay like this.” “I know what will do the trick. Can you move your leg up and plant your foot on my chest?” “Wouldn’t that be too much movement?” “Do it slowly. Bring your foot up here” He patted just below his neckline. Slowly I got my right knee up. I was carful not to move my ass too much. I balanced best I could as I brought my foot on top of Vince’s chest. “How is this helping?” “It’ll help me plenty.” Vince then grabbed my foot and brought it up to his face. He started licking my sole, running his tongue up and down moaning the whole time. It felt weird having someone lick my foot. I knew Vince was into it but I never tried it. He moved to my toes and was sucking them. It was an odd sight for me. One knee on the couch, ass squatting over his cock, my other foot in his mouth. It was embarrassing but I was getting excited. My cock was getting hard from my toes getting sucked on. I guess that was something I didn’t know I was into. But didn’t want to tell him that. “Oh Mark.” Vince moaned while sucking on my toes. Then his hips started moving. Vince’s other hand pushed down on my kneeling leg forcing my ass down on his cock more. Then he started grunting while licking between my toes “Agh fuck! Cuming! Fuck I’m cuming” “Vince no!” I paniced and tried to get up, but Vince met with my movement and brought his hips up and slammed his cock up in me. “Ah fuck Vince!” “Ah fuck Mark! There it is! Fuck!” Then I felt it. A warm spreading feeling deep inside me. He was cuming, Vince was unloading his thick rancid cum in me. “Oh shit no!” “Oh yeah. Ahhh, that’s good. Such a warm ass…” Once he was done unloading he put his hands behind his head looking at me smug. I was still squatting on his cock, a full bloating feeling inside me that came from him. I was in shock at what he did. Slowly I started to inch my way up his shaft. “That’s it. Take your time.” He watched as his monster cock slowly exited my ass. The head of his dick came out of me with a wet pop. I got on the floor laying on my back. It hurt too much to sit down. I took a moment to process what happened. I took poz cum. Vince actually got me. The bloated feeling in me must have been a giant load of cum, I could feel it working it’s way through me. I fingered my sore hole to see if any of the stuff was there. When I did u small spurt of water got on my hand. I brought it up to my face out of curiosity and I could smell it. It was piss. “Vince did you-“ “Yup I pissed in you. I didn’t actually cum. Had you going for a second.” He was laughing like he pulled off a brilliant prank. I didn’t have poz cum in me? “Oh shit! I’ve never been so relieved to have been pissed in!……… also, ew! Why would you piss in me?” “Would you have preferred it be my cum?” “No!” “Then making you my toilet boy it is. Also good job on my cock. There were only a couple inches left.” I got up to go to the bathroom and evacuate Vince’s ‘golden donation’. My insides ached. I can’t believe I rode his cock. I’m usually so careful, and I may have dodged a bullet this time but still. That whole time he was messing with me. I heard Vince shout a bit and when I got out of the bathroom he was there to meet me holding his hand up. It was filled with his thick globby cum. “Here, you’ve had my piss up your ass. Why don’t you eat my cum?” It smelled strong and there was a lot of it. I just gently moved his hand away from me. “Your loss.” He licked it up himself. Sucking his fingers. I slowly walked to my bedroom. It hurt to even walk. I laid flat on the bed with my ass facing up. I didn’t want to put pressure on it. Even after all that I was surprised that I fit so much of it in me. He said there were only a couple inches left. So I fit 12 inches of cock in me? Damn that’s a lot for me. Regardless, events today went way out of control. I was starting to think Vince might be more of a difficult roommate then I thought.

"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

Surprised at the preference for looser holes. Fuck I love wicked tight boys. Feels amazing on my cock and love to slowly work their holes open and keep them on the edge of struggle until they finally loosen up enough to take me to the hilt well. Feels, sounds, and looks soooo hot 😉 happy to open tight holes up for tops that need/want looser 😉

LINCOLN PARK FUCK It was a rare day with no fog, and temperatures in the high 70’s, a perfect day to work on my tan, and maybe get laid. My favorite place to go is Lincoln Park, a small park that has a very secluded clearing that only gay men seem to know about. On a warm sunny day, you see only the briefest attire: small, tight Speedos, tiny thongs, and more than a few men tanning completely naked, even though that isn’t legal. Before I left the house, I was feeling full of confidence, having shot a good strong booty bump deep in my ass, followed by a butt plug to be sure that the booty bump stayed put and got completely absorbed. Next, I hit the glass pipe maybe half a dozen times. Lastly, I pulled on my favorite silicone cock ring. Wearing it always makes my ball sack swell to at least triple its normal size. Besides, it feels great ! After packing everything into a size small Speedo, I grabbed my beach bag which I always kept ready to go, containing sun screen, a couple bottles of water, poppers, a glass pipe, a lighter, lube, and a large beach towel. When I got to the park, I hiked up the short distance to the clearing. At 11:00 there were already 7 or 8 men there in various stages of undress, including one couple that had stripped down completely. After spreading out my beach towel, I pulled off my shorts and tee shirt. As the latest guy to arrive, all the other guys were checking me out. I laid down on my beach towel then rummaged around in my beach bag until I found my lighter and my glass pipe. From previous experience, I knew that there were always a lot of men smoking weed. The booty bump I had administered before I left the house gave me the courage to hit the glass pipe right out there in the open. After 6 or 8 good hits on the glass pipe, I pulled off my small, tight Speedo. The butt plug I was wearing was a clear sign that I was definitely a bottom. By now, I was feeling pretty well spun, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my limp Tina dick, then alternating between stroking my dick and playing with the butt plug, fucking it in and out of my hungry hole. Gradually, more and more men showed up and staked out acceptable places with a good view of all the other men. Soon, an older middle age man entered the clearing. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. I couldn’t help but notice that he was staring at the butt plug I had jammed in my ass. He spread out his beach towel maybe 4 feet from me, and I watched him undress. I didn’t care that he knew I was watching him. It’s all a game, anyway. When he dropped his shorts, it was obvious that he was sporting a very impressive bulge in his Speedo. I knew that it was very common for gay men to “pack” their Speedos to make it look like they were a lot bigger than they actually were. But that wasn’t the case with this guy. Although he was wearing a chrome cock ring to keep him semi hard and showing a good sized bulge, the rest was all him, flopping around as he tugged his Speedo down. All the while, I let him see me working my butt plug in and out of my ass. From the looks of his dick growing longer and thicker, I could see that he was definitely interested. For a while, continued playing with my butt plug, then I pulled it all the way out and threw it into my beach bag. I took a couple hits of poppers, then offered them to him. While he was huffing the poppers, I spread my cheeks with both hands, again and again, showing off my slightly gaping hole. Now I was face down, and he got on top of me. I loved the feeling of his weight on top of me, and I especially liked feeling his big cock head tickling my butt hole. Both of us were moaning, it felt so hot. Suddenly, he pulled back, spread my cheeks, and buried his face in my ass, and tongue fucked my hole. That was driving me wild, and I was practically begging to have his big donkey dick inside of me. I didn’t have to wait long. He fucked his cock up and down my crack a few times before his rock hard cock found my hole. I gasped as he shoved hard and forced his way into me, balls deep. He hit the poppers then handed them to me. I took continuous hits as he pounded my ass. Feeling his huge cock stretching my hole felt incredible. I was glad I was spun as fuck, so that I could take it. When he was ready to unload, he locked his hands around my throat and he slowly pulled his cock back then rammed it into me, again and again. When he was completely spent, he let go of my throat and rolled off of me, letting me gasp for air. I happened to glance around the clearing and saw that almost every guy there had his camera phone up and had been recording video of the entire scene.

I have since then. Usually he messages me at night once his BF has gone to bed. Meet up in the garage to swap loads. It’s hot as he has his BFs load in him already and I’m churning it deeper into his ass along with mine. He loves it because his BF will have no idea another guy has added his load to him. He’ll breed me too and make me lick his cock clean after. Sunday night he was hanging out in the garage as I was leaving as he had another coming over to breed him so clearly he’s getting a lot of action in the garage.

Got messaged by this skinny kinda trashy pale redheaded dude in his late 20s this morning seeing if I wanted to hook up. I love trashy guys like him and wanted to be chill and not tip my hand at how into him I am. He was pushing really hard for me to host, but I made it clear I couldn't but was cool for car play. He wasn't and finally asked me if doing it in a garage was OK. I asked for details and he admitted he had a partner but didn't feel comfortable having me in the house to fuck, but they have a separate garage and an alley door where I could come in and we could do it in there. It wasn't air conditioned and honestly, with the heat and humidity it sounded like fucking hell. He wanted to give and receive raw and against my better judgement I said, what the fuck. I had to wait until after his BF went to work and did as told, parking my truck on the street and wandering down the alley to the garage that was marked as he described. He was already in there waiting for me and we both stripped down and started kissing. He was exactly as described and he admitted he was so worked up that he wanted to fuck me first then have me fuck him. I was jerking him pretty hard and he had to keep telling me to slow my roll as he was getting close to cumming. Eventually he told me to bend over the hood of a car parked in there. I could feel lube hitting my ass and soon his cock head forcing his way in me, slowly at first, then more aggressively. He'd barely been stroking in me long before he let out a loud groan and I could feel him explode inside my ass. He was apologizing profusely, saying he didn't do this often and got too excited, but I noticed he was still stroking inside me. I said it was OK and he reassured me he had more and kept stroking. I was now more verbal, saying how hot his dick felt in me, how bad I wanted his cum and begging him not to pull out of me. He seemed to really enjoy that and went with it, telling me to beg for his load. I fed into that and soon enough he pumped another load balls deep in me, collapsing on top of me panting. I laughed saying I guessed he needed it and he said what he really needed was for me to fuck him the same way. He slid out of me and bent over the hood and I did a spit and stick as he didn't offer me lube. He let out a massively loud groan and started eagerly telling me to fuck him hard. He was telling me how bad he wanted it, how good my cock felt and not to pull out, telling me to use him. I started calling him a slut and a whore and he was agreeing, telling me he was a cheating whore. I love nothing more than hearing guys are cheating on their BFs, GFs, wives, husbands, or whatever and I went with it, telling him that he probably got bred by lots of guys. He said he did and I said how hot it was that he let random guys breed his ass. He admitted he did and how bad he wanted my load and I pumped it balls deep inside him without stopping my strokes. He begged me not to pull out and said how bad he wanted my seed. I said there was more where that came from and kept stroking. I was wondering how much was true and how much was just talk, but if I was here breeding him raw in a garage and totally random I could only guess he's taken more than a few loads this way. That he hadn't asked my status told me this guy was a pig and just wanted to breed and get bred and so I pumped a second load in him calling him a slut and a whore which he loudly agreed he was. It was my turn to collapse on him and mark him with my sweat as well, licking the sweat off his body and telling him how hot he was. I slid out of him and he dropped to his knees to suck me clean, showing me what a pig he truly is. Once he was satisfied he stood up and again we were kissing deeply and intensely. He thanked me for being understanding about having to do it out in the garage and I admitted it kind of made it hotter and he agreed. I could tell he'd done it before and was tempted to ask, but thought the better of it. I told the truth and said the garage setting made it hotter and he admitted to doing it before in the garage and liked having random guys fucking him that way. And I had my answer. He was a dirty slutty cum pig who liked getting rawdogged by random guys like me. We swapped numbers and he asked if I could come by to fuck in the garage late nights as sometimes he did that too. I said that was cool and was kind of hard again knowing he was slipping out of his home and his BF and letting random dudes breed him raw in the garage. We kissed some more and I got him hard again and he joked I should stop before I got him hard again. I told him to text me again and hoped he would.

i just went from penis to toys and when the pandemic ended I was back in the baths and sex events nd sex resorts with a vengeance getting my fat cock milked and my slack ass stuffed to the max. If anything, the sexual deprivation of the pandemic made me even hungrier when everything did resume.

Had a day off that was sunny and went to T-107 in Seattle. I usually go at lunch and can almost never go in the evening, but I got the chance on a Friday night and took it. I took a lot actually. About five minutes after I arrived, a guy on the trails let me suck him and he asked where I wanted his cum. I told him in my hole and he jammed it in long enough to breed me. Good start! He went on his way and I began the hunt again. Next guy was okay. Thick dick and I needed poppers but realized fast he was partying and was not going to be able to cum. While he was fucking me, an Asian guy came up and started fucking my mouth. After the first guy got soft, I asked the Asian guy if he wanted to fuck me. He asked if I was clean and I said yes (I don't know why guys ask. I'm taking loads in a park and while I do get tested every three months, that's a lot of cum). He plunged in and bred me. I got on Grindr and saw a faceless profile close by that said he was an Asian top in the park. I asked, "Are you the Asian top that just bred me?" He said no and I asked, "Um, would you like to be?" It took a little bit to find each other, but we went to the trails and I got out his gorgeous slim cock and sucked until he was ready to fuck. He asked if I wanted him to cum inside me and I said yes. He blasted in me and it was a big load. It was a perfect combination, small cock, big load, public, and fast. I wandered a bit more and sucked a couple guys who weren't ready to cum yet. Then as I was sucking a daddy with a beautiful small cock, a guy slid into me and started fucking hard. He took a long time and we drew a crowd. A cock sucker in a kilt helped service the crowd while I got bred. I turned my cummy hole on the daddy and started grinding and he shot in less than a minute. I walked over to the cock sucker and jerked off into his hand. He rubbed my cum into his dick as a guy blasted in his mouth. At that point, it was getting late and the mosquitoes were pretty bad and I decided it was a good night. I got in my car, let the loads out and felt my underwear get soaked. I went home and slept in it. Felt amazing.

Watching Guys Fuck In The Theater I went to the theater again. Unfortunately today it didn't look very busy but I had some time so I stopped anyway. After chatting up the busty blonde lady who works the counter a lot I paid for theater entry and walked back, listening to the sound of the video as I went down the long hallway. When I got there and my eyes adjusted I noticed there was only one guy, sitting on one of the back couches. He looked really tweaked out and he was taking hits off a glass pipe. I sat down on the couch next to his and pulled off my shoes and pants and started watching the movie. Nothing too exciting, straight porn, but at least it was an anal video and the guys had nice big dicks. As I was stroking the door opened and another guy came in, he was a gaunt, muscular guy with buzz cut hair and just a hint of a belly. He walked right over and sat down next to the guy who was still hitting his pipe. Obviously they knew each other because they started talking and soon the pipe was replaced in the guys mouth by the big fat dick of the other guy. Once the dick was fully hard he turned the guy around on the couch and pulled a bottle of lube and opened a new bottle of popper from his pocket and a took a few big sniffs and then lubed up his dick and slid one, then two fingers into the guy who's ass was raised. He sank his dick in easily, despite it's large size until his belly was on the guys back then he started to saw in and out. He would stop every now and then to take another hit of poppers and the guy being fucked got his lighter and pipe and was taking hits as he was getting pounded. I just watched, jealous of the dicking that the bottom guy was getting. Feeling emboldened by their display I also turned around on the couch with my ass raised, hoping that the top might want to try my hole out. I wasn't sure they had even noticed I was watching, but it wasn't long before the top pulled out and came over and started feeling up my ass. He applied more lube to his fingers and then slid two into my hole. Finding it already lubed and stretched before I got here, he must have been pleased because I felt him swing a knee over me to one side the couch and then the other knee to the other side, lining his dick up with my crack. He slid into me and started pumping with the same vigor he had been giving the other bottom. Shortly after that the other bottom got up and walked out. I figured he was done for the day, maybe he ran out of crystals for his pipe. The top was really pounding me good, causing me to moan out in time with his grunting. Then the other bottom came back in, with several other guys, he must have gone up to the arcade and brought them back. My little cock was tingling with excitement and I could feel my little balls start to pull up. Without me even touching myself I felt cum start to dribble from my not even fully hard dicklette. My ass was clenching and spasming, and it set off the top. He groaned out "Take my hot load you dirty slut!" as I felt his dick throb and jets of his cum being pumped deep inside. He paused for only a few seconds, then slapped my ass and told me "I hope you enjoy that gift!". The other guys that were lined up then took their turns, each one of them seeding me as they told me things like "Take my charged seed you faggot!" "Yessss, yessss" was about all I could get out between my moans. The first guy that fucked me went around behind the couch and presented me with his dick to clean. I noticed he had a biohazard tattoo on his belly. After I returned him to hardness he went back around behing me, all the other men having taken their turn and this time he slowly fucked me, telling me in my ear how he was going to knock up my ass and how I needed to keep coming back to get more charged loads. I chatted the lady up again on my way out. She gave me the usual smile and told me I looked like I had a good time. She said she wished she could have come back to watch but they were short staffed and she would have to catch the show next time. I knew that wouldn't be long from now.

I can't speak to statistics, but a good buddy (and occasional FB) of mine definitely qualifies as a dominant bottom. He strongly prefers being penetrated (dick or fist) but is definitely a dom silver daddy bear in the BDSM sense.

Chapter 17: Riding Jimmy Our nap was interrupted by Jimmy knocking on the door. Marc opened the door and Jimmy's gym shorts were already tented from his huge cock. As Marc turned around he noticed Marc's plugged ass, and asked how many loads in. I said two and he said let's make it three! Marc backed up and rubbed his ass against Jimmy's raging cock. He could tell that he didn't have his PA in, and simply said breed me. Jimmy dropped his shorts, and bent Marc over the desk. He handed Marc the poppers and said you'll need these bitch. Jimmy knocked the bottle of lube from the desk saving he hoped I had shot huge loads as Marc was gonna need lots of lube to take him. I told him the first was deep in his second ring, but the second was pretty big, and his ass was bleeding some from a rough fuck. I was a bit concerned about Marc taking Jimmy's charged seed, especially as his ass was torn. I wasn't worried that much though as Jimmy said he just recently went on his med break. As such, the meds should likely still be effective and he was U+. Jimmy pulled the plug from Marcs ass and my slightly pink cum oozed from his ass. Jimmy ate his ass, savoring the flavor of my bloodied seed. He then put the head of his cock to Marc's hole and said ready.or not, here it comes. I got my phone out and started to video as I knew Marc would love too see Jimmys cock stretching his hole. Not only was Jimmy ten plus inches, he was truly beer can thick. Fortunately Jimmy took it easy on him, easing just the head in. Marc was wincing in pain, but still managed to tell Jimmy to breed him. Marc got about 8 inches of Jimmy in him when Jimmy said ride my cock like the fucking slut you are. Marc immediately hopped on his cock, and much to my suprise took him to the base. He wasted no time in bouncing up and down furiously on his cock. He slowed down only when he shot a hands free load, which hit not only my phone, but my face. I ended the video by licking his cum from the camera lens, and then focusing on my cum covered face.

Just a brief update. Work has me swamped. But I managed to see my younger Vietnamese vers boy after work yesterday. Sometimes douching can be done fairly quickly, but yesterday it took forever. With douching and a quick shower over with, I heard the doorbell. He had wide grin and so did I. We needed each other's cum badly! Clothes were off in a matter of seconds. I got his hard cock into my mouth, wanting to taste it. And he wanted my ass to taste it as well (hehe). He wanted me on my tummy, and his cock went right in with absolutely no pain. Then he flipped me over on my back with the legs near his ears. He tried new angles, and I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles. It didn't take him long to squirt a 4-day load into my ass. I cleaned off his cock to thank him, He wanted to taste my cummy ass and offered me a taste too. HOT! He knows that I like a cock or a few fingers in my ass. After his cock exploded in my ass, time for me to cum. A few of his fingers in my ass gets me instantly hard. I told him I was close to cumming. My breath was getting shorter as I was feeling the load rise. I thought he'd wrap his lips around my cock. As I was about to cum, he sat on my cock right down to the base. It felt AWESOME to cum in him! Happy Pride, sexpigs!

I'vc never been in a theater like this and thought them a thing of the past. They sound like hot fun. But the first bottom should have shared his pipe.

Using my annul attendance at the Pig Week event in Fort Lauderdale, which is ten days of sex parties, as a yardstick, I have found fisting has increased--a lot. Just i the last 5 years I have gone from a fist or two a day to more fists than cocks in me on a daily basis. At the event's big Wednesday night party just between the 2021 and 2022 events, I saw a marked increase. At that party, I spent a good deal of the night on a low stage on my back, legs up and spread, poppers flowing, while the dance music and light show filled the air as the throng of guys gathered around all of us in that position ( I was not alone on that stage) and used us. I was fisted almost exclusively in 2022 compared to the previous year when it was about half cock half fist. More and more I encounter guys that want to fist me, even if they are breeding me, though some it comes from their reaction to feeling my hole and discovering it's a loose gash; some have just jerked off inside me--best of both worlds, plus I get bred. For me, an ideal session lasts as long as I can go, which can be a pretty long time since i go to a lot of multi-day events, including the 3 times a year Fist Fest in Augusta, GA. Yes there have been changes in my gut, but that's because i fill my hole nearly everyday with my big toys as I train to stretch out more and more and take it deeper and deeper (goal is full arm but only about halfway there with mall to medium hand guys). One of those physical changes besides being so stretched out constantly my anus is a gash instead of a little hole is that I have started to prolapse. For us pig bottoms, getting a prolapse is an "achievement unlocked" type of event. I am working on lengthening mine. Many fisters don't go that far and don't stuff themselves nearly everyday so hey do retain better control when it comes to tightening up. AS for me, I want to be one of the side show freak fist pigs with a footlong prolapse and the ability to take a full arm like it's a 5 inch penis and the ability to take two hands to mid forearm (Currently I can just take 2 to the wrist) with the ease of a single fist. I can get a hand in me in under 60 seconds, which I'm really proud of. Yes it has an emotional impact. Having a guy's hand (and arm) in your guts as as intimate as it gets. When a guy is buried in my hole and leans over to kiss me deep, while I feel his hands working my fuck guts is a huge emotional and physical high for me. We are so connected at that point. To head off the next question, do I worry about incontinence? I don't care about it. I already have to sleep on a towel at multi-day events and I stay pretty gaped at them and for several day after. I am sure that some of my fisting idols who have very long prolapses or the ability to easily take a full arm or even three (yes, three) hands in their hole have to wear diapers part of the time or are like me and hose out everyday. The Pleasure (and bragging right on size nd depth skills) makes the ruin totally worth it.

Not a long story, I was in Hawaii (I dont live there) and found this guy in my hotel on Grindr. I'm pretty sure he was Chinese but he was a foot shorter and 100lbs lighter than me with a 4" cock but I had so much fun just letting him try to destroy me. I slobbered all over it and took it with just spit for lube and it felt really good in missionary while this cute guy made out with me. He asked if he could cum in me in broken english and I just wrapped my legs around him and he had this huge orgasm inside me. 10/10 would do again.

The “straight guy” just hit me up for a “belated daddy’s day fuck! I’m learning to throat that huge cock and when its nice and wet i press my hole to the GH and he plows and breeds me! no holding back! So fucking hot!!

Just took a load from this hot guy on Grindr I’ve been chatting with for awhile, schedules finally lined up. It was well worth the wait. His cock felt amazing, just slid right into multiple hungry cunt. He knew how to use it too. Finally, I got him to cum and felt every surge and spurt as he blew his load inside me.

Chapter 4: Life’s a Beach Shooting continued for the next few days, but with plenty of downtime for everyone in the company to relax and enjoy the sun, the pool, and the sand. Early afternoon was the chosen time to film the scenes, and both Paulo’s pairing with the tiny Irish lad, Ryan, and Laszlo’s sizzling scene with Rod Rammer passed Daniel’s personal hotness-meter test. Ryan turned out to be the kind of bottom who squirmed around, twisting every which way as a top drove into him, and it gave the scene an extra erotic charge as the viewer could easily imagine Paulo’s hard cock bouncing off every side and angle of Ryan’s tunnel in turn. In the scene with Rod and Laszlo, it was a difficult task (Daniel called it a “hard” one) to sort out which of the two successive ass breedings was the hotter one. Rod may have managed to hold off longer, but Laszlo certainly gave full value for money. From the moment when Laszlo went for the big shot inside Rod’s ass until the end of the scene with Rod pumping his load into Laszlo was a good solid 25 minutes of video, and Daniel was sure that the entire action could be used without any cutting of the time sequence. As for Daniel, he’d had a great old time getting to breed Eddie in a hot little mini-scene which Will filmed for them, as well as saving up a couple more huge loads for the big orgy scene. Before they went for that grand finale, the entire crew relaxed for two full days of downtime, with any sex once again forbidden. The boss wanted the biggest collection of giant cumshots ever for the orgy scene, and he’d made his expectations very clear. Every top was to shoot several times inside the hole and then pull out and squirt some more over the backs of their respective bottoms. There was some grumbling from a couple of the novices who’d never worked with Daniel before, but Will and Eddie explained patiently to them that Daniel’s methods, although they might sound a bit savage with so many hot men around, got the results he wanted in no uncertain terms. So everyone spent the two quiet days on lounge chairs or on beach towels, swimming in the pool or the ocean, soaking up the hot Spanish sun, and cracking an endless stream of sexual puns to try to let out their frustration. One thing everyone couldn’t help noticing was that Johannis and Miguel walked out of the hotel practically glued to each other. They pulled two lounge chairs by the pool extra close together, and there they lay, looking at each other, stroking each other periodically, and conversing quietly together as they stared – as far as you could tell through the mirrored sunglasses – deep into each other’s eyes. Daniel was particularly intrigued. He realized that he’d had a sense of something special between the two during the casting meetings, but he had to admit that he’d never expected it to go this far, this quickly. He also noticed that Laszlo was looking, if not jealous, at least a bit put out as he studied them. Daniel wondered idly which of the two might be causing his Hungarian beauty’s case of the hots below the belt and under the collar. Not that the boss was completely idle during this downtime. When preparing an orgy scene, he always wanted to figure out the first pairings ahead of time and arrange a signal for when the camera men should call “time” and have everyone switch. After that, he was content to let the guys wander where they would and play with whom they wished. Now, though, he realized that he was probably going to have to read the riot act to Johannis and Miguel, just so they wouldn’t simply gravitate back to each other and drop out of the larger scene. For now, though, he just wanted to relax. He had his scene plan all worked out in his head, and that was, after all, only a starting point, a kind of first play of the game. He was quite content to lie here in the sun, on a lounge chair, and enjoy the scenery. But that was a problem in itself, since the scenery was itself very distracting. True, he’d seen all these guys naked before, at one time or another, but Daniel still enjoyed the thrill of the chase, and he still found a minimally-clothed man more fascinating than a nude one. All the guys in the company had dressed down into either tiny, short shorts or some form of bikinis or thongs. Miguel’s lovely ass was best shown off by a bright orange thong which allowed his curvy brown buns to pop right out. Paulo’s flame-red speedo had the kind of built-in front pouch which thrusts the hardware forward and up. Laszlo’s tight blue briefs used a back seam to accentuate the crack of his ass, while the front didn’t neglect his perfectly respectable cock. Johannis was wearing blue and white shorts, with the white lying in a slightly curved vertical stripe right up the middle. Ryan’s blazing red hair and pale skin was set off by a shamrock-green brief with side clips, and his hand kept wandering down there to fiddle with the clips suggestively. Steve and Jim had on matching pride-patterned speedos. Daniel glanced down complacently at his own shorts, now bulging enticingly. He taken a pair of standard Hawaiian-patterned board shorts and had them cut down to crotch length, then fitted with angled hems so the bottom edges pointed in a vee right at his package. The tool there was making a decided lump in the front of his shorts, not surprising after he’d been taking such a detailed inventory of his troupe of models. He stood up and dived into the pool, urgently needing to cool himself off a bit. After that swim, Daniel laid back flat on his lounge and let himself drift off into dreamland. He was woken by a hand shaking him, and a voice calling his name. He came back into waking life to find Laszlo leaning over him, one hand on his shoulder, and the crotch of his speedo bulging. Daniel guessed that Laszlo had been staring at him for a few minutes, and perhaps rubbing himself, before he’d finally acted to wake up the boss. “Daniel. Hey, Daniel.” “Umm?” “Sun’s going down and we’re all heading inside to get ready for dinner. Join us?” “Yeah.” He swung his legs around, planted his feet on the ground, and looked up to see all these prime slabs of muscle from his company staring him in the face. Shaking himself fully awake, he stood up, slapped a high five with two or three of his cast, and they headed back into the hotel. Dinner was a friendly, funny meal, with people teasing each other over things that had happened during the last week, both at the awards party and during the filming sessions. As always, for the night before a shoot, Daniel kept himself down to just one glass of wine, and then ran on Perrier for the rest of the evening. Steve and Jim sat with him and got him laughing with Jim’s story of how Steve, as Rod Rammer, had first gotten to know him -- Perrier played a role in that tale too. On Friday, the entire crew and cast assembled in the filming suite. The guys helped each other with little last minute details. No showers were taken. Daniel knew that with this many men, the showers would take up most of the filming day, so everyone had been given strict instructions to shower in their own suites before coming up to the penthouse. Once the men were all in position, Will and Eddie turned on the lights and cameras, and Eddie then called “action.” Johannis and Ryan were quickly locked in a passionate embrace. Paulo was already pushing Miguel’s face downwards towards his bulge. Rod was holding Laszlo close in his arms while he slid his hands downwards to cup those enticing cheeks. Daniel was standing over against the wall, watching Paulo and Miguel and squeezing his own bulge as he watched. The scene heated up rapidly. Johannis quickly pushed Ryan down onto his back on some cushions, coming down on top of him and stroking and licking his body all over. Ryan, in his typical fashion, was already twisting around like a snake under the Icelandic stud and moaning up a storm. Eddie had moved in a circle around Rod and Laszlo, letting his camera watch the two of them playing with each other’s asses. For the viewer, it would be anyone’s guess which of the two was going to fuck and which one would get fucked. There was no guesswork involved in the third pairing. Paulo had both hands clamped onto the back of Miguel’s head and was steadily pumping his erect cock in and out of Miguel’s mouth. It was easy to see that Miguel was finding Paulo’s tool a challenge, but he kept on giving his best shot at deep-throating the Brazilian stud. Now Daniel worked around and got down on the floor, starting to eat at Miguel’s ass while Miguel was busy at the other end. Meanwhile, Johannis had begun eating out Ryan’s ass, and that left Ryan’s mouth free to take a first go at Daniel’s tool, the famous Hawaiian Nine, since he found it conveniently close to his eager mouth. Ryan had gotten that cock entirely into his mouth when Johannis planted his cock against Ryan’s hole and began to push. The cute Irish twink opened up and let him in. Now there were five guys locked together in a chain of fucking, sucking, and ass eating. Soon enough, Paulo got Miguel to turn around and bend over, and Paulo changed places with Daniel, letting Daniel have the cock while he worked his erect tool into Miguel’s tight hole. The scene kept evolving and changing, with almost as many changes of partners as a country square dance. After another half an hour of steady fucking and sucking and rimming, Paulo had moved on to have a go at Laszlo, while Daniel had found Miguel’s cute little ass close at hand and well opened up, so he slid right in and began to pound. Johannis had shifted over to Rod and took a first turn at his ass, while Rod himself had begun fucking Ryan. All of the guys had already cum once and were still rock-hard and winding up to another epic blast-off. This time, Rod was the first one to gasp that he was going to cum. Johannis started to pull out, but Rod reached back and pulled him in deeper, yelling, “No! Pound me, stud!” Johannis responded with a will and that was all that was needed to send Rod Rammer over the edge, his legendary eleven-incher quivering and pulsating as he delivered a healthy blast of his jizz inside Ryan’s fuck tunnel. As soon as Rod’s hole began spasming from the cum shots, Johannis drove harder and faster and fired off inside the famous porn stud. Both men pulled out while they were still cumming, and added several spurts across Ryan’s ass cheeks, which looked good enough to lick. The noisy soundtrack of their orgasms gave Paulo the impetus to drive deeper and harder into Laszlo, who quivered, yelled, “Oh, fuck,” and shot six huge squirts of cum onto his face, chest, and abs as Paulo fired off inside his ass, before pulling out and adding a cream garnish across Laszlo’s sexy body. That left Daniel, who was driving Miguel into a quivering mass of bottom joy, thrusting his thick cock all the way down into the Mexican’s spasming butt over and over. Suddenly, Miguel forced his ass up, and blasted bolts of cum onto the floor under him before collapsing flat on his face. Daniel followed him down, slamming harder and harder until his cock began to jerk. He yanked out, shot some cream across Miguel’s milk-chocolate coloured ass, drove back in and pumped some more cum inside that beautiful hole, and then pulled out again and shot two more jets across his ass before letting the rest slowly drizzle out as he wiped his dick across those brown cheeks. After a few more seconds, Will announced, “Cameras off,” and all seven of them sprawled out on the floor, gasping for air. The action had certainly been intense. Eddie walked over to where Paulo and Laszlo were lying side by side, grinned down at them, and said, “See what I mean about the time out, guys?” Paulo, too tired even to speak, only nodded. Laszlo gasped, “I’ve never cum like that before. Yeah, it’s intense, but it’s still fucking unfair!” Across the room, Daniel chuckled. After taking a quick look at some of the footage, Daniel was thrilled and knew that he had another epic, award-winning film on his hands. That night, he treated the whole company to dinner in a gourmet restaurant along the street from the hotel. With the limits off, it was a rowdy, raucous party. The next day, the gang all enjoyed a last day of sun at the pool and beach, while Daniel sat inside with Will and Eddie, going through all the footage to make sure there weren’t any bad spots they would need to patch up before flying back to L.A. When they finally appeared on the beach at 4:45, they endured a lot of ribbing from the others about what they had really been doing all day. Before that, the teasing had all centred on Johannis and Miguel who were now behaving exactly like a married couple. Daniel just smiled and waved the teasing off. Truth be told, though, he had fucked both of the camera guys by way of a breather during the afternoon, before dumping yet another load inside Will’s compliant ass. On Sunday morning, during the flight back home, most of the guys were dozing or outright sleeping in their individual bed-cubicles. Daniel blessed his good fortune in having attracted a backer who was both well-stocked with money and intensely turned on by the thought of being fucked by famous porn tops. The bonus of this multi-millionaire buying first-class tickets for everyone wasn’t lost on Daniel, or on any of the rest of the cast. Several of them had never flown first class before, let alone actually flying at all. The spectacle of all these prime slabs of man flesh lying back and sleeping all over the cabin was also causing a bit of a stir among the flight attendants, two of whom were plainly attracted to the bigger guys present. One of them all but rubbed his firm chest across Daniel’s face when leaning across “to refill your coffee.” A couple of the members of the team, though, were watching Daniel carefully. Lianne was one of them. She’d handled the business end of Daniel’s venture ever since he’d set it up, and she knew his mind and moods probably better than anyone else there. She flagged down Laszlo as he walked by towards the washroom, then beckoned him to lean down for a second. “Laszlo, you notice anything about Daniel today?” Laszlo glanced at him for a moment. “Yeah,” he murmured back. “He looks kind of antsy.” “That’s what I thought. Antsy, and a bit worried with it. And that makes me worried. Can you maybe talk to him, see if you can find out what’s eating at him?” “Me? Why me, Lianne?” “Because this is personal. I can’t ask, he’ll just think I want to talk contracts and video rights. And I’m asking you because he seems more comfortable with you than with some of the others, more laid back and less defensive. I think you might be able to get him to talk.” Laszlo sighed. “Well, I can try.” His effort didn’t go very far. Daniel did, however, unbend enough to say, “It’s not something I can really talk about here. But there’s something else, something I’d like to discuss with you in some detail. Can you swing by my office on Wednesday at, let’s say, 3:30 in the afternoon?" “No problem,” Laszlo replied. He was a bit chagrined, but he hadn’t been shut down outright and maybe he could get under the surface of Daniel’s nerves at that time. Daniel and Laszlo both entered the appointment in their phones, and Laszlo went back to his seat. He’d report to Lianne later, during the long stopover at New York JFK, but for now he just wanted to sleep.

We have the same thinking. LOL. I saved my pennies and bought a portable massage table, a FT rim chair and I installed a sling in my basement (125 year old house.. nice effect with the heavy beams in the basement). I'm happy to travel for a fun, open minded kinky session, but I have some interesting 'toys' here to lure friends in for a night of piggy debauchery. The angle(s) you can get with a sling can be endless. Higher, lower for the top is quick and easy and he gets to stand flat on the ground. I have found this puts me in a comfortable stance, no pressure, just able to concentrate on sliding my cock into that ass in front of me. When I bottom in the sling, I make sure my ass is hanging off the edge of the sling. I find it really spreads my lets wider, thus my hole gapes more. It is still comfortable for me because my weight is on my back and legs are supported in the stirrups. For added fun I found a thick nylon dog leash at the "Dollarama" store and was able to use two carabineers to clip the nylon leash from chain-to-chain about 2 feet above the bottom's head. When 'digging-in-deeper' with the bottom, I plant my feet solid, grab the nylon leash and start to pull it towards me... Result is the entire sling starts to come back ONTO my cock and impales the bottom slowly and deeply. Can also be used for a hard fuck it the both parties are into that. The other nice addition to a sling fuck is a leather harness on the bottom. If he is sitting correctly in the sling, and uses his hands on the chains beside his ass, the top can put the leather harness to work and pull the hole towards him while at the same time pushing his cock up hard into the bottom. I have a top buddy who likes to start out slow and work up to a rough pounding fuck with some good ass slapping. I know he is getting ready to really throw a hard fuck into me and dump his load when he takes hole of the harness. He uses the sling, the harness, his stance and my opening hole to drive a hot load in there. He LOVES fucking in the sling (so do I !!!). I like the ideas I am reading here on changing chains. A buddy of mine is in a condo with a portable sling and he bought the nylon 'ties' that are used to tie down loads. They are pretty quick and easy to adjust and can handle a big load of weight. VERY quiet as well. I might try those out for variety. The rim chair is always a fun topic for guys into rimming (obviously) and ass play. I have a very flexible vers buddy who loves to eat my hole from under the rim chair and work it with his tongue and fingers. Because he is flexible, I lean forward and put a pillow under his lower back, then fold his legs towards me. He has a nice big, thick uncut cock and I am able to suck his cock while I sit on his face on the rim chair. If you get a chance... try one out!! I made my first rim chair from a toilet seat and 4 strong table legs. Drilled the chair (be sure to countersink the bolt-heads or you will get pinched and it hurts!!). Pre-drilled the table legs, and screwed in the bolts from the top of the chair. VERY rudimentary, but only cost me about $30. Not very adjustable... but after a few sessions, it confirmed that I wanted a good steel rim chair. So, I spent the bucks. EVERYONE who has been on EITHER side of the rim chair has loved it. Your hole really opens up nicely when you are adjusted to the right height. Not much to say about the massage table, other than it is quickly adjustable for height. So, 45 seconds later, same comfortable footing as the sling. The bottom can lie flat and take it doggy, or lie doggy on the corners (a great position IMHO) or classic, on the back with the ass on the edge of the table and top walks up and fucks a hot load. Thanks for the great ideas guys!!

Because they are the inheritors of an active fascist culture historically which is based on a particular religious and social interpretation and which was explicitly racist and homophobic, resulting in a social hierarchy that supported those interpretations. The conservative/R flag-bearers are actually fully Nazi at least on LGBTQ positions. This active fascist culture *HAS* been changing slowly over time, mostly after the 1950's (wrt racism) and after around 1983 wrt LGBTQ issues. The active fascist culture is in conflict with the highest ideals of the US and often with it's laws (which was why racism could be legally confronted and to a lesser extent why LGBTQ issues could also be confronted over time) and is in conflict with at least 1/3 of the population which harbors somewhat or actual progressive positions.

Feels like there is a middle ground. I mean if the guy I’m fucking is clearly struggling like hell and he asked to stop, of course. It’s a a shame but sometimes it doesn’t work for whatever reason. Some anatomies just don’t suit my straight rock hard bone well, and maybe that day I was a bit too horny. It happens. If the bottom, though, has a death grip on his cock and clearly is trying to get off and I tell him to wait, and he cums anyway. Well then I’m keeping on fucking him whether he likes it or not (within reason, but it’s never been a problem). Ya it can be less fun after you cum to have your guts pounded and rearranged, sorry bite down and cope for a bit. I’ll do my best to fill ya up soon enough. 😉

Cumunion Philly, 17 June Got to Club Philly around 11 pm. I was almost immediately surrounded by several older men, sucked their dicks, one of them fucked me three or more times over the next two hours. But not much more action. I was a bit bummed at one point and once I got a room stayed there for a while. However as soon as I left the room I was fucked at least three times. So while slow, I did get fucked at least six times Sat-Sunday. In the end I was ass up in my room - a 6'3 Black guy who was leaving came in , I starting sucking his thick dick, 7.5-8". He got me ass up on all fours and started pounding me with me rocking my ass back to meet his strokes. That was a hot fuck. He came in my ass and I sucked his dick after he came in me. Later in the dungeon a guy tried to mount me on the fuck bench but he couldn't get his dick in (my hole is very tight). He asked me if I had a room, we went back to it and he was able to get his dick up my ass in a kind of pretzel position. His dick was shorter and I couldn't move my ass much to meet his dick. This was also a nice fuck and he also came in my ass. So two definite loads in my ass.

Finally got to host the oft delayed orgy I have been planning for months. Always seemed to have something come up, or too many guys couldn't make it. Started at 9PM on Friday, but most people started arriving earlier which was fine. Gave everyone a chance to mess around a little and be ready to go when it started. It ended up being a total of 17 guys, 9 college bois, 2 guys mid/late 20s, 5 daddies, and me. This was the first orgy for my 19yo twink fuck buddy to fully participate in and I had him come over early because I wanted to make sure he knew he was going to be very popular and probably get fuck by just about everyone at some point. He just laughed that is why he came. I'm so proud he has turned into a total bareback slut. I took at least 7 loads and probably a few more. The twink got fucked by everyone at least once, but me and one college guy who only tops daddies. (No idea why, just his thing I guess.) A couple of guy tried to DP him, but he had to call it off. I think if they had been a little smaller they probably could have done it, but both guys were very big. The orgy lasted until around 5AM when everyone but the twink left. Both of us had our assholes very loaded and still horned up and since I hadn't fucked him yet, we had to go at it. We spent the next hour making love before getting some sleep. I'm glad his girlfriend is away for the summer so he is all mine until then. I'll go into more details on another thread.

So I guess we went on a less busy weekend but I thought it was great. Walked through the “cruising area” greens a few times in the daylight and it was completely empty, but the people who stay there regularly said that was more about the quiet weekend than a normal thing. Spent the day mostly hanging out at the pool and walking through the camping areas—the people in what they call “perms” were super friendly and welcoming, but those who were new or there for a weekend were a little more standoffish. At night there’s a huge campfire and that’s where the sex happened—as a dance party and drinking is going on in the front, there’s a bunch of fucking and sucking in the back where gloryholes and benches are set up. That part was awesome—there was a line of six people waiting to fuck my partner while a crowd watched; I was busy fucking another bottom lying right next to him.

I’m a piercer at a tattoo shop and I have hooked up with few of my clients while they were in my chair. Yesterday being one of those days. I was the only one there and right as I was closing this black guy and his Spanish friend came in to get their nipples pierced. I pierced them while riding their dicks and got fucked some more after 🙂

Imagine at night in a alley, breeding and getting breeded by strangers and maybe some homeless guys

Seeing six year old's at draq queen shows and other adult-centered gay venues or events is WEIRD TO ME! I kind of prefer the old days when gay bars, clubs, parties and events were attended by ADULT GAY MEN (w/penises). I DO NOT feel comfortable in these settings where minors are present. However, I understand that feels normal to some. These are my PERSONAL reflections and in no way intends to take away rights from any group. I support their right to assemble where and with whom they choose as well everyone's right to exist and self-identify.

Yep it's two for Tuesday! Chapter 18: Seeding Dean We all laid back on the bed and simulcast the video of the breeding to the TV. Marc was stunned seeing the bucking bronco he was riding Jimmy's cock. He was especially thrilled when I did an extreme close up of his gaping hole when Jimmy pulled his cock out of his ass. We hadn't finished the video yet, when there was a knock at the door. Marc answered it, and it was Dean. He was dressed in a white wife beater and gym shorts. If you saw him walking down the street, there was no way you would think he had a pussy. Dean was openly carrying a bottle of Jack, which was half gone. It was apparent that he had recently drank it. Dean quickly saw the other two on the bed stroking each other's cocks. Dean said it looks like a party and asked if he could join. He said he had another bottle in his room. We said sure, and he went back to his room and came back with not just Jack, but a trick bag. Dean sat down between Jimmy and I and immediately took off his wife beater and grabbed both of our cocks, gently stroking both of us. I started to pre cum a bit, and Dean started sucking my cock. Im not sure where Dean learned his cocksucking skills, but he sucked just as good, or even better than many guys. Dean then stuck his hand down his shorts, starting to finger himself. Jimmy said let me see your pussy, and Dean pulled off his shorts revealing a jock strap. No lacy girly panties, but a jock like any male would wear. Dean told us that he was overjoyed that we had accepted him for who he was. We all agreed that we had no issues with him, and looked forward to having sex with him. He said others have accepted him, but never knew he had a pussy between his legs. He said that most other gay guys back out of having sex when they first see it. He said there were a few that would however let him fuck them with a strap on, and although he would take a cock up his pussy, he preferred it up his ass as a man should. Dean started fingering himself furiously. You could see the lust in his eyes. Dean then pulled his jock down and asked who wanted to suck his cock? Now I haven't seen much female pussy before, and often head a clit referred to as the little man in a boat. Although I'd never heard a clit considered a cock, it was pretty big, and glistened in his juices. To my suprise, Jimmy got up and sucked his cock intensly, before pulling his jock completely down, and darting his tongue inside his pussy, and gently nibbling on his pussy lips. Dean played with his cock as Jimmy worked his pussy with his tongue. Dean blurted out that he needed his ass filled with cum. Marc had been sniffing Dean's soaked jock and smiled and said like my ass? Dean smiled and said give my ass your seed Marc! Dean laid back and spread his legs wide exposing his pink pucker. Dean reached down and started didling his cock, making his pussy even wetter. Marc slapped his rock hard ass cheeks a few times, and teased his hole with his cock. Dean was very verbal. He repeatedly said fill my ass with your man seed. His pussy juices were flowing like a river, which Jimmy noticed, and got several towels to lay out. He could only imagine what it woukd be like once Marc seeded him. Both his ass and pussy dripping. Once Marc seeded him, he started eating his soaked pussy and rimming his loaded ass. He said it was an odd combination of his cum and pussy juice, but it didn't taste bad. Dean pulled out a rather large plug from his trick bag and shoved it up his pussy. I grabbed one of my plugs and shoved it up his ass. Although it was huge, it slid in quite easily. He poured us all a drink, and we started drinking and talking.

Not to butt in too rudely (who am I kidding? real Americans [people born and raised in these backwards USA states] will always tell me I'm rude) - you are correct that American "progressives" CAN change their minds and advance, etc. Also these two videos had comments from people who were seeking to maximize their votes - not to present the truth of their positions (although one did present the truth of where they were at the time the interview was made). The videos document the positions at the time that they thought were relatively safe that could support their vote maximization. They document either creeping liberalization (the standard D position since after Dukakis - infinite "progressive" incrementalism) or as we see with Desantis and his ilk a radical revitalization of historic US fascism ("we will dictate what *THOSE PEOPLE* can do and how they can live, if at all"). The problem is that the USA is a truly fascist society culturally. The standard go-to positions have historically been fully fascist and based directly on a standard nationalist racial and religious dogma that could not be questioned during the lifetime that a person was born into. This dogma did change historically very slightly by region or was modified somewhat by region although until recently the anti-Queer dogma was totally exempt from that (even then there were some historic differences in the USA). True leaders in a true democracy could have presented their actual views (I'm looking at you Madam Secretary, and to a lesser extent former Senator from Illinois since he is credited with being the single greatest orator in recent US history) but the US tends to not produce true leaders, at least to political office because their ideas tend to reflect outsider positions for close to their entire lifetime (there are some exceptions but not many beyond local office - Harvey Milk is an example here). If US progressives step of of line, they tend to be punished (John Kerry is a good example and his positions were barely progressive - to some extent Hillary Clinton is also an example but this is more complex as she was scrupulous to NOT step out of line in any way and she was still savaged, although she won the 2016 popular vote). Your point about USA conservatives is fully on point. Most of them are very solidly in the full-blown Nazi wing of this subtle fascist cultural context that most Americans swim in mentally. An example here is the fact that only 41% of R's consider LGBTQ marriage to be moral - a decline amongst R's from 56% just one year ago (there was also a decline with D's - overall this stigmatization has resulted in a decline in the view that LGBTQ marriage is "moral" from 71% to 64% - I'm sure some are planning camps as I type).

Not to mention members who are leftist, like myself, but registered Republican to ensure our voice in the political debate within our (very red) states.

Every time you make a comment you just prove how ignorant you are. THERE IS NO LGB WITHOUT THE T!! NO ONE said you had to date or have sex with a trans person. And claiming that giving trans kids gender affirming care is not irreversible is a debunked falsehood. Hormone/Puberty blockers are completely reversible ALL YOU DO IS STOP TAKING THEM and BAM puberty hits. these have been used for decades and is nothing new. You call yourself an "independent" but all that is is code for republican. And you MADAM are definitely a MAGAt at best. Which is the worst of humanity, there is no place in America or the LGBTQ+ community for your kind

How old are you turning on your birthday? Are you looking to get bred by one or two guys or do you want to become a real cumdump and take loads from everyone? If you want a walk in ass up gangbang scene I would make sure to get a room that people can get to without needing a keycard for the elevator.

Love fucking around with guys cheating on thei GFs, BFs, husbands, wives...love getting loads that they should be getting and getting to breed them raw too! I love nothing more than hearing that their other half "can't know"...gets me rock hard! Recently started hooking up pretty often with this hot but trashy redneck inked redhead guy who's cheating on his BF...we swap loads out in their garage. Got another 18 y/o twink who's cheating on his GF and was surprised he likes to bottom too as he has a nice big cock, but wants "what his GF can't give him" and trust me, I give it to him!

I love grandpa porn. But only if the old guy is fucking someone younger. Takes me back to my youth when I was constantly going home with old guys. Loved them! Still do! Not into porn where young guys fuck old guys though. To each their own. 😁

Not my story, I borrowed it from Reddit and Pozzed it up I read this while sitting on the toilet with my girlfriend still sleeping mere feet away from me. I got so hard. I jerked off and came all over myself. I just knew I had to "poz" it up and share it with my friends here on BZ It seems that there’s a different kind of intimacy and surrendering that goes into helping a straight guy explore his sexuality. Lots of the time, it goes like this: The first time we meet, it’s at a coffee shop or the mall. We take the time to dismiss the nerves and we’ll become more relaxed and comfortable. I’ll ask them about themselves, what they want out of life, their favorite things, that kind of stuff. I’ll always be genuine, I’ll always care, and I’ll try to be as kind as I can be. Then we go back to his place or mine, and I teach him how to clean himself. We’ll shower together and lather each other up. We might kiss, might not; regardless, I will lovingly wash his body and clean his hair. We’ll go over to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, and I’ll hold him. Usually the nerves come back and he’ll apologize for something, like being nervous or having a messy room… I’ll always tell him that it’s okay, there’s nothing he needs to worry about. I’ll usually try to hold him to my chest for a while, hoping that the sound of my beating heart soothes him. I’ll tell him that, “it’s just you and me, take as long as you need.” Eventually, he’ll tell me he’s ready… I’ll tell him to lay on his back, always admiring the body I’m about to make love to, then we’ll lift his legs into the air. “Ready?” I’ll ask… more often than not, his breathing will slow down, and he’ll gently nod ‘yes’ or tell me “yes”, meekly. I’ll open up a condom and roll it on, reminding him that, “if they change their mind about the condom to just let me know.” I’ll place my erection on their taint, and use my cock to massage a bit of lube across their hole. They might blush, moan, or get goosebumps; either way, I’m flattered. I’ll massage my lubed fingers into their hole to get some lube inside them, then I’ll guide my glans to their anus. I’ll look at them and begin to press the tip in. They’ll usually moan, gasp, hold their breath, or even scream. I’ll bury my hands and forearms under them, caressing their back and head, using my thumb to gently stroke their hair. “You have to push on me, [name], you have to try and push me out.” and that when it happens… his cherry pops. It feels like I’m breaking the seal, to an otherwise airtight hole, splitting and stretching him open to accommodate my exploring penis: feeling it constrict around my manhood. He might writhe in both pain and pleasure. He might scream. He might rapidly increase his breathing. He might even cry just a little bit… but he’ll almost always grab ahold of me, whether it be my arms, shoulders, or back. I’ll always hold him tighter, I might kiss him, I might lick or taste him, I might lock eyes with him… anyway, I love watching him surrender to me. Not even being halfway in, this is usually the part where he’ll tell me to take off the condom and impregnate him, cum in him, or (my favorite) breed him, but I know what I will be doing to him. I don’t know what it is about the actual penetration, but he always seems to change his mind about the condom after he’s been penetrated. I’ll take off the condom and explore him again. I’ll listen to him moan and surrender once more. I’ll feel his insides airlock around my cock and grip the tip as I slide in and out just a bit faster, relaxing as I thrust. I’ll ask him if he wants my cum, assuming he isn’t already begging me for it, I’ll tell him that my cum is all his. I’ll make him promise that he’ll take good care of my cum. Swear by this, and it’s all his. He swears, they always swear. I’ll massage his shaft and glans with my dominant hand, I’ll hold his head with my other. I’ll lock eyes with my new Baby Boy and do everything in my power to make his legs shake. I want him to be addickted to me, just for the moments that the world around us has fallen away, just for the moments I feel his hole throb, just for the moments that I’m inside him. “It’s all yours,” I tell him. I’ll begin to pump him full of my poz seed, forever marking him with my DNA. I’ll keep my cock inside him as I massage the cum from his penis. He’ll ejaculate some time after… and I’ll lick him clean. There’s no way I’m leaving Baby Boy dirty after we worked so hard to clean him. Once the high begins to dissipate, I’ll ask if he wants me to stay inside him or take it out. I tell him that I can usually go for a second, or even a third, round. After they nut, I honestly hope they begin to fall asleep because I love cuddling them: even better, I love it when they can’t sleep and ask me for round two.

I have to disagree. For me and the men I can do it with, it is a massive mental head rush as I jerk my dick inside someone's hole. And I can feel it fine and the bottom, well, the slightest movement of your hand is felt amplified times 10.

I would have never thought in a million years I would have gotten into being fisted or giving a fist but, about five years ago...my ass was open to a whole new world! There is nothing like it...the feeling of your ass orgasming as a your Fister moves his hand in your gut...so,yes, it's becoming a common thing as people found out the pleasure...

Yesterday I was in Chicago and decided to go to Steamworks. Got there about 4 pm Was not too crowded but got busy as day went on . Rented a room and showered and cleaned out. I put my room number on the board and mentioned bottom bb. As I was relaxing in the whirlpool a guy came over to me . He said are you the bottom in rm 104. Yes I said He said mind if we go back to your room and let me fuck you. off to my room we went He was about 40 and had a thick dick All he wanted to do was fuck. Lubed up a little and in he went He fucked me hard for about 5 min and then I could hear him moan, He shot o huge load in my ass. we must have been loud because when he opened the door another guy was outside He came in and said he loved a fresh bred hole. fucked me long and hard and came in me after 6 min or do when he left I left the door open The cum was dripping out of my hole I took four more loads before I had enough wonderful time

I got a load 4 you. Raw deep breeder here

Receiving another man's cum is irrefutable proof that he isnt "faking it" and demonstrates that my efforts have resulted in me being rewarded with fresh jism inside me.

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

Yes. In a way, the pozzed out punch card at the local health center is like a driver's license given only to gay men. Not that one needs much motive in the heat of the moment, but being Poz is an unspoken permission to indulge, take what you will and enjoy it to the fullest. It's A taste of freedom - however fucked the cost. And Poz men are sexy as hell.

@BootmanLA has some valid points. I also want to offer a perspective from the reluctant bottom. The guy who first got me to bareback 30 years ago tried all the techniques you are advocating above. He eventually slipped his big, uncut cock inside me bare. After a few strokes, I freaked out and told him to quit. He did, and we finished with a rubber on. We fucked again a couple of weeks later with a rubber again. Then his patience paid off the third time because the memory of how good that brief bare fuck felt led me to ask him to fuck me raw. He was my first bareback fuckbuddy; he probably got to put 100 loads or more in me over the years. So being persuasive and demanding can work, but planting the seed and then backing off might lead to a longer term thing.

Not hardcore here, but I just want guys to let me fuck them with my 0g pierced cock and take it up their kunts like a man...

Had a downlow dean at college see me online gay chatting. Got my class schedule and saw me after one of my classes and took me to his office. I could never fail a class after that as long as I shared my ass with him and a few of his other top professor buddies.

14 by the neighborhood pedo in his 40s. Still jack off thinking about it

Part 7 - Three In A Bed I froze feeling a hand caressing my ass but strangely I felt a little slutty letting him doing it. You could say I was beginning to feel part of the gay world, being in this nightclub just made you feel sexy and wanting to engage with numerous men. Then there was the part of me that was still guarded but also enjoying the attention my ass was getting from this stranger. It was the element of surprise that kept me from turning instantly to see who my fondler was, secretly I was hoping to be amazed. Tempted by playing it cool and impressing myself as I focused on Mike's drink as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening to me. They had moved closer as I could now feel the warm air of his breath dancing on the nape of my neck making the hairs stand on end. "Such a perfect ass you have. Haven't seen you here before" came a very sure and confident voice. I stayed perfectly still only raising my head not even looking at him "My first time here" I replied. His hand ran up the side of my body "You very fit, first time here eh?" he said pulling my body turning me around. His body was smooth and his muscles were almost like Eddie's "Just having a night out with a friend" I said. "Your are even sexier looking close up" he said dazzling me the sexiest smile I had ever seen. I smiled embarrassingly almost swooning at this hunk "Am I?" I questioned him unsure what to really say. His hand caressed my face and I made no attempt to stop him "Hell your sexy, your eyes are amazing" he said. I looked at him "Is that why you was looking at me from the dance floor?" I asked. "Maybe, or were you looking at me?" he replied catching me out as we both smiled. He leaned forward and kissed me attempting to push his tongue in a get a full taste of me "Woah" I stopped him. "Sorry, I couldn't resist" he said "Names Chad" his hand rubbing my arm slowly. I almost giggled at my precarious situation "Tom, I'm Tom" I replied trying to sorting myself out. It was the way he nodded then moved his head closer to me "Nice to meet you Tom" he said so seductively. Oh he was good, so good in fact I threw down my guard, I was a sucker for eyes and he had the most beautiful blue eyes. He kissed me on the lips then hardly moving his face away he brushed his lips over mine so delicately, his hand guided mine down to his cock forcing me to feel it and how hard he was. Intuitively my lips responded to his gentle brushing and I allowed him to close in and kiss me properly, once, then again and my mouth opened a little and he slipped his tongue in briefly almost as if he was tasting to see if he liked. The third time my mouth still slightly open and again he slipped his tongue in and touched mine lingering and caressing it. His free hand went behind my neck and held me kissing me deeper. I didn't protest or try to escape and just allowed him to work me for a minute until he stopped kissing me and smiled at me nodding in an appreciative way. I could see the looks other guys were throwing in our direction but I didn't care. Slowly his hand was replaced by his arm around my neck and the other around my back. I was his and he knew it, right from the look across the floor when our eyes met he sensed I would be an easy catch. Looking around he seemed to wipe his mouth or lick his finger I couldn't be sure, what I did see was everything he did looked sexual. He leaned in an unceremoniously kissed me harder forcing my lips wider apart, he tongue darted in to my mouth feeling like I was about to swallow it he was so deep tasting every inch of my mouth. My hands worked up along his body and across his arms having a cheeky feel of his muscles and finally coming to rest around his back. He was assertive and confident in his manner all the time kissing me until he broke free and kissed my neck. "Shall we get out of here I live just around the corner" he said looking at me. My head was already out of the door and in bed with him "Yes, oh but I have to let my friend know" I said. My lips felt like they were tingling slightly and a mildly bitter taste was hanging around on my tongue and the sides of my mouth. I didn't know what to make of this or have to time to dwell before he returned to kissing me slowly, erotically he rubbed his cock up against mine then grinding it harder up against me. I knew he had one thing on his mind and that thing is what I was now after. I suddenly needed him badly, his actions were causing me to step back and I was moving out of my safe space at the bar slowly being guided away without me realising. I was so hooked on him, attached at the mouth, my feet voluntarily shuffling towards to the end of the bar from his welcome advances. "Tom!!" Mike called to me, I heard my name but failed to register it was me being called. I felt my body being tugged and I looked seeing Mike's concerned face breaking free from Chad's kissing. "Fuck off Chad" Mike said, he knew his name, I suddenly came out of my transient sexual state. I stumbled against the end of the bar giggling "Chad and I are off to fuck" I said to Mike. "Mikey mind your own business" Chad said returning his focus back on to me. Chad went to kiss me but Mike pulled me away "Leave him alone" he said quickly looking at my dazed state. Chad looked at Mike "Or what Mikey?" he said confronting him. Mike faced up to him "What the fuck did you give him?" he asked angrily pushing Chad. I giggled trying to shake the fuzziness out of my head "His tongue" I replied and laughed. "I know what your doing " Mike said to Chad "Clear off or I will get security". "Fuck you" Chad said and walked back over to the dance floor, Mike saw me rubbing my lip. Mike but his arm around my shoulder "Lucky escape Tom, trust me" he said. "What did he do my lips feel funny?" I asked looking at Mike smiling. Mike shook his head "He puts drugs under his tongue before kissing and passes it to you without you knowing". Mike got me a bottle of water and made me drink it all quickly and then another, we sat down at the bar and slowly the fuzziness began dissipating from inside my head. My lips returning to normal figuring that he hadn't managed to pass to much of whatever drug he had in to my mouth. "Fuck I have a lot to learn" I said lowering my head in to my hands. Mike nodded "Shall we call it a night?" he asked. "Yes but one more thing" I said holding my phone up "Do you want to be seen by 400k people?". Mike chuckled "Do you though, want to be seen with me, they may talk?" he replied looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders and took a selfie realising that if anyone knew this place then my sexuality would probably be blown open wide, Mike looked at the photo 'I love it' he kissed me on the cheek. I typed the tweet 'Friday night with bestie, love you all', Mike laughed and called me cheesy but I posted it anyway. We both turned and leaned on the bar Mike counting the number of likes and responses flooding in. The screen of his mobile phone flashed with the tweet and Marcus picked it up and laughed out loud interrupting Jacob and Eddie from their conversation and showing them the picture. "Looks like Tom is doing more than okay" Marcus said to Eddie and Jacob. James looked at the picture "So nice seeing normal photos of him" he smirked at Eddie. Jacob smiled "Who is the cutie he is with does it say?". Marcus shook his head "No just says he out with his bestie and it looks like a gay club". Eddie chuckled "That is Mike he came with Brad to rescue him from Eric" looking at photo with a tinge of sadness. James rubbed Eddie's head "You miss him don't you?" he asked. Eddie nodded "You know he brought a sense of normality to life in LA". "I will drink to that" Jacob said raising his glass "The Model Called Tom and his morals of normality". Marcus pressed the like button and I saw it flash up briefly. The battery on my phone died after 90k likes and still going up, quite a lot of tweets came in asking for Mike to be their bestie as well. But I was shattered and so was Mike so we did eventually call it a night at 10pm, I know, call me a lightweight but being on the scene for the first time in this way was more than I could cope with. Brad read the last entry I made today, he read and re-read the last sentence I wrote 'I am going to free myself from all of this once and for all' panic struck through him as he fumbled around with his phone. We stopped at a diners not far from Mike's apartment and sat down to order coffee and pie and scrounging a charger from the cute waiter to bring my phone back to life. I had several missed calls and texts from Brad, each one asking where I was and was I okay. He must have stopped calling after seeing my messages had been read as he didn't call now my phone was charging up. Mike looked at me "Your going to have to talk to him eventually" he said nodding at my phone. "Only when it suits him it would appear" I replied as it started vibrating again. Mike's phone pinged he looked at the message "Brad has asked if I am with you" he said looking over at me. "Strange, he needs to know if your safe" Mike looked a little puzzled reading his text aloud. I was busy watching the cute waiter "What oh, yeah, tell him I am fine" I said as Mike typed away. "So what are you going to do Tom?" Mike finally asked "I mean this situation". I laughed "Situation" I said looking at him "I don't know maybe move here a get a job" I replied. Mike smiled "Well there is always a room here for you if you need it" he offered. "Thanks, I may take you up on that whilst searching for a job" I said watching the waiter pour our coffee. Mike watched the waiter walk away "Cute isn't he?". I chuckled "Very" watching him bringing our pie over "Thanks Sean" I said looking at his name tag. Sean blushed a little and looked me in the eye "Your welcome" he replied making eye contact with us both. "See you could have almost anyone, gay straight, bi. They all like you Tom" Mike said then burst out laughing. I smiled and shook my head "Maybe, but fuck can I pick the dangerous ones" I replied. Mike held my hand across the table "Right situation, right time, you will find the one". I laughed "Yeah but it's an employer I need to impress most" I said bringing our chat back to earth. Mike leaned forward "I can get you an interview for a flight attendants job" he said. "You can?" I replied "well it's an option I guess, thanks" I said tucking in to the pie as I was hungry. "Do you think he is?" Mike asked nodding over to Sean "I mean sometimes I think he wants to talk to me when I come in here". I waved my fork precariously in the air "What gay?" I asked as Mike hushed me as I said it pretty loudly. Fortunately no one was paying attention to us except Sean, as hungry as I was my eye kept wandering over to him. He was obviously quite young but old enough to work since it was so late. He was attractive in a funny youthful way his brown hair flopped over his face and his brown eyes were big pools of deep desire. His face really seemed to fit his stature standing at just under six feet, and easily you could make out he packed some punch looking at the shape of his arms under his shirt. But he had a bulge that showed magnificent potential through the waiters apron he was wearing, but what struck the most was the kind of rough edginess about him. You knew he was a good waiter but could only wonder if he was an animal in bed. We ordered another cup of coffee from Sean, I was feeling a lot better but peeing like crazy after all the water I drank in the club. Sean poured my coffee "You guys had a good evening out?" he asked nervously looking at me. "It was okay" I replied seeing Mike transfixed of Sean "Nothing special, must suck working on a Friday night". "Kind of but it is a job" Sean replied pouring Mike's coffee and clearly looking at him. Mike was watching his hand on the coffee pot "What time do you get off?" he asked. Sean displayed a sexually wicked grin "My shift is over in 30" he replied "been a long shift I can tell you". Mike was right it was as if Sean was desperate to talk to us "You heading out after work?" I asked. Sean smiled at me and shook his head "What and blow my wages, no" he replied giggling. Mike chuckled "You don't look old enough to be drinking age" he said attempting to get Sean's age. He laughed "I'm nearly 19, old enough for most things but not drink" Sean replied emphasising the word most. Mike chuckled "How nearly is nearly" he asked "I mean your over 18 right?" Sean laughed again "Yes 18 and 11 months, so you know..." he tapered off "Sorry back to work, enjoy". He seemed a little timid but very definitely gay and just like me he was unsure how to go about it. Mike looked at me and I suggested we take him out for a coffee, Mike laughed telling me how crazy I was pointing to the coffee cups on the table. Okay so it was a dumb idea since we were already drinking coffee. We drank our coffee slowly chatting away and laughing at the tweets still coming in. We could see Sean getting ready to finish his shift and preparing the checks for his tables, noticeably he left ours until last, there had been several glances and smiles between the three of us as he would wander past trying see what we were so engrossed about on my phone. Sean placed the check down "Thanks guys, my shift is over" he said loitering for a moment then turned. "Sean" Mike said waiting for him to turn "do you fancy hanging out with us this evening?" he asked. Sean glanced around the diner "What do you mean hang out with you?" he questioned. I put some money on the table "Chat, walk, whatever you fancy" I replied knowing we had no plan what to do. Sean spoke quietly "Don't try anything, I come from a rough neighbourhood and can take care of myself". I chuckled as it wasn't a threat just a kind warning "Did anyone sat here offer you sex?" Mike replied. A shocked look flew across his face "Oh, sorry I just don't want you to think that I..." he started saying. "You know what we don't need any trouble so let's forget about it" I said standing up. Sean now looked at Mike "Can I meet you outside in 10?" he said nervously. We both nodded and he walked off "Hanging out with us, that is so lame" I said laughing to Mike. Mike chuckled "Fuck if I knew what to say" he stood putting down a generous tip. We waited by the car and Sean appeared "Hey, my parents are okay said I was out with friends". He was still nervous "What shall we do?" Mike asked looking at us both and Sean shrugged his shoulders. "Shall we go back to yours Mike and chat, I'm still hungry" I said and Mike nodded. Sean smiled "There is a deli round the corner I'm hungry as well" he said. Sean got in the back seat and we headed to the deli that was 100 meters down the road, Mike also knew this place since he shopped here often. You two stay here and I will get some bites he said getting out of the car. Sean watched him go inside "Sorry about earlier I mean I get hit on all the time by drunk gays" he said. I turned to face him "Oh right, I guess you would being so close to gay area here" I said understanding. Sean nodded "I have had some pretty awful experiences" he said looking out towards the deli. "Me to, actually I had one tonight" I said looking seriously at him "Mike lives around the corner you ok with that?". Sean looked and smiled "Yeah, but do you think we can talk, I mean I have not been able to talk to anyone about this" he said. I nodded to him "I completely understand Sean and we can share stories if you like". He seemed to relax "I don't have any gay friends, you know growing up in a rough area" he said. "Well I hope you like us and we can be your first two gay friends" I replied watching Mike in the deli. "So" Sean hesitated "so are you and he a couple?" he asked timidly. I chuckled "No, friends, I wouldn't say no though he is quite charming. That is between us!" I said looking at him. Sean laughed "Our first secret" he said as Mike returned to the car putting the bad in the back seat. Mike looked at us both giggling and just said he didn't want to know shaking his head, he got in to the drivers seat for the short drive to his apartment block. Sean walked in to the apartment behind us both slightly nervous but seemed to feel more comfortable when he saw that we were both pretty ordinary guys as we took our trainers off and threw them in the corner of the room so he did the same. Mike set the food up on the table in the kitchen dining room as Sean and I sat in the lounge chatting away about the area mostly and he opened up a little telling me about how hard his life is with his family and how much he was working to get out of the neighbourhood and make a better life for himself. Okay I am big softy at heart and I kind of felt for him but also admired his courage and determination to work himself into a better life. We joined Mike at the dining table and Sean got stuck along with me, the pie was nice but didn't hit the spot so having a midnight snack was pretty awesome and the first time I had even done this. Mike was nibbling holding my phone reading all the tweets and giggling every now and then. "Does he always do this?" Sean asked me nodding at Mike. "No he is just infatuated by a social media page I am involved in" I replied not giving anything away. Sean screwed his face up eating an olive "Yuk, that's gross" he laughed but swallowed it nevertheless. "What's gross?" Mike suddenly looked up as if he had suddenly realised we were there. I smiled at Sean "Nothing go back to ignoring us" I said to him and he head went straight back to the phone. "No way, no way" he suddenly cried out "someone wants to hire you in the UK" he said handing me the phone to see. Sean looked over confused "Oh, your an escort?" he asked looking a little surprised. Mike and I laughed hard "No absolutely not" I managed to say "I did some modelling that's all". "Wow really how exciting" Sean replied. Mike rolled his eyes "Some modelling, he is so modest Sean. He is actually really good, show him" he told me. I handed the phone over "Seriously" Sean said looking at the pictures "Wow you are hot as hell". I blushed a little and waved my hand in the air as if it was nothing "Thanks. Your pretty hot yourself" I said. Sean nervously smiled "Do you think so or are you just being nice" he replied looking at me. I shook my head "No, really you are. If I met you on a date we would totally be doing it with you right now" I laughed. Sean laughed "Yeah I could see that" he replied "I would do him definitely" he said nodding towards Mike. Mike looked up musing it over "I have a boyfriend" he said "but were not exclusive just yet" he winked at Sean. Conversation moved more towards my modelling at Sean was very interested to find out more about me, we moved in to the lounge and drank some sodas. During this time I opened up to him about the Chad and my lucky escape, Sean sat there opened mouthed after I mentioned his name. He told me he had met him at the diner and saw him drop something in a guys drink when he went to the washroom but didn't think anything of it. Sean told us about his close encounter with Chad a few weeks after and confided in us that he had beaten a guy up who came on two heavily waving his dick in the air demanding he bend over and take it like a pussy boy. It became evident that Sean was a complex person, he still had his street vibe going through him but there was also a sensual side where he needed to explore his sexuality more, something that was completely taboo where he lived and it remained hidden within himself. He wiped his eyes as the emotions poured out finally being able to talk to people without judgement or retaliation. It was already 3am and we had sat there talking for several hours, a lot of laughter and tears as the three of us really bonded together. "We should get some sleep" Mike suggested looking at his watch "You want to stay over Sean?" he asked. Sean looked at us both "You don't mind?" he replied. "Not at all" Mike said "I only have 2 bedrooms so it would be the couch" he said. Sean stood "So I have never asked this before" he paused "can we sleep together, you know the three of us?". Mike looked at me "This is awkward" he chuckled "we have never slept together" he said honestly. "Oh right" Sean said looking as if he wanted to run feeling a fool. I looked at Mike and Sean "What the hell lets do it" I brazenly said seeing a surprised look on Mike's face. "You will have to sleep in the middle Sean" Mike said waiting to see if it was to much for him. Sean nodded and the three of us went in to Mike's room. Sean and I stood facing each other, I raised my hand and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached up to do mine and I could see his hand was trembling. I looked at him "Relax Sean, nothing is going to happen unless you want it to" I assured him. The way he looked at me then he glanced at Mike who was nearly naked must have brought him over the edge, he pulled me forward and sunk his lips hard on to mine. It he might not be experienced but he knew how to kiss, he had my mouth open holding my head his hands he kissed me hard and deep at first then moving in to a more sensual expression of affection, my hands continued to take his shirt off then his uniform chinos slipping effortlessly down. He stopped kissing me and finished undressing himself but leaving his underwear on as Mike had done. I watched him climb on the bed and pull Mike in to his arms quickly kissing. Mike had his hands roaming over Sean's body and the moans escaping his mouth showed how much he needed to experience being with another man. Absent minded my hand had worked down to my cock and was gently rubbing the throbbing meat under my underwear. Only now did it register that I actually found Sean very sexy. Seeing his muscles flexing as he held Mike it was so cute, I climbed on the bed and laid beside them turning the light off and the glow from outside was the only thing illuminating the room. I just managed to lay back on the pillow when Sean turned on got on top of me and began kissing me. I wrestled him off on his back and held his arms looking at him 'trust me' I said softly and kissed his lips and slowly worked may around his neck and down to his nipples. Sean was kissing again with Mike who was also running his hand down my body coping a feel of me. Sean was in head first with the two of us as his first experience, this was a first for me as well and sight of naked bodies shuffling in he dim light was so sexually pleasing. I stopped licking Sean's nipple and turned my head, tongue stretching out it flickered against Mike's nipple, unsuspecting how wired to his cock it they were he instantly cried out rolled flat on his back I could see his cock trying to break free from his underwear. His moaning turning Sean and seeing how incapable he was of controlling himself as I had his nipple in my mouth was working Sean in to a frenzy. He kneeled by Mike's head and rubbed his cock on his face, gently pulling his underwear down over his genitals the long thick cock flopped out smacking Mike squarely on the mouth. His eyes opened wide, his hand grabbed my arm, the expression on his face was of shock and amazement feeling the tongue washing over and around his cock. The sensual way his lips closed around Sean's cock causing him to grip me harder as he felt parts of his body reacting that he didn't know how to deal with. I kneeled up and against Sean who turned to me grabbing my neck roughly and kissing me harder that he had done before trying to expel some of his sexual frustrations. Taking his other hand I placed it inside my underwear, we both moaned simultaneously, his fingers began exploring, my hand took hold of Mike's cock, leaned down and took him in my mouth sucking a few times but I could sense Mike was close to orgasm. Sean didn't hold back and the gently sucking and licking I felt his hips thrust forward burying his head in to my neck he cried out as his whole body shuddered shooting his load in to Mike's mouth. Gentle caressing Mike's cock I could feel it welling up and the moment Sean thrusted his cock deeper in to Mike's mouth and began ejaculating it brought Mike over the edge hearing him moan with a mouth full of cock his legs danced on the bed and my hand holding his cock became wet and slippery with his seed. Sean released his grip kissing me again he finally let go, Mike flipped me on to my back and looked at Sean 'You want to suck him' he asked rubbing my cock. Sean nodded and took his first steps towards taking a man's cock in his mouth, gingerly and ever so sweetly he kissed it at first and gradually began licking with tender strokes at first. He was a quick learner and soon my back was arching from the pleasure running up my spine flowing outwards to every nerve ending. Mike was still hard and he now leaned across my face rubbing his cock against my lips and pressing it down until I tasted the remnants of his orgasm. I was beginning to understand what Mike had felt just moments before, unable to ascertain where the pleasure was coming from as they seemed to crash in to each other somewhere in between. My hand reached up and stroked Sean's head and gently held on to him, for some reason I had to touch him as I felt it was the least I could do for him pleasuring me in such a way. Mike abruptly pulled his cock out and cried as he began shooting another load of his seed smack up against my lips and almost trickling up my nostril. Forced open again his cock pushed his seed in to my mouth, the taste reminded me so much of Brad. My body rapidly heated up and I tried to pull Sean's head off my cock as I started pumping out seed. My body was in heaven and moaning, assaulted at the mouth and cock at the same time I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. The choking snapped me back seeing Sean laughing but coughing telling us he swallowed some of it. The three of us collapsed back on the bed laughing our hands on each others bodies in a sort of appreciation. After several minutes Sean reached over for some water. He sat up kneeling in between and facing us "Thank you both, for this and not being weird" he smiled. Mike looked at me and smiled "Dam he is so cute" he looked at Sean "I hope we didn't push you to far?" he asked. Sean rubbed Mike's leg "No" he paused for a moment "I mean will you teach me how to, you know?". I chuckled and patted the empty spot and he laid down "When you are ready and comfortable with us I am sure we can". Sean bit my nipple giggling then kissed me, he turned and kissed Mike then indicated for us to kiss each other which we did. I always found Mike so sexually interesting but we quickly went past that as friends so it was kind of hot being able to kiss him so fondly. Sean cuddled up to me by rolling on his side and placing his hand on my chest, Mike spooned against Sean holding him around the waist, the hypnotic breathing against my neck by Sean soon had me falling in to a deep sleep. It was 11am when Mike came in to the bedroom and brought us coffee 'Come on sleepy heads' he said putting the coffee cups down next to Sean and I, we woke up in the same positions except Sean's hand had wandered down my body and was resting against my inner thigh. Sean kissed me neck and sat up "What time is it?" he asked rubbing his eyes. "11" Mike replied gathering clothes on coat hangers from the wardrobe "I have to press my uniform" he said. Mike disappeared and Sean straddled across me body "Get up" he said "Oh wait you can't" he laughed. To be honest he was turning me on "Oh it's getting up" I replied making load pleasurable moans. "You dirty whore" he chuckled pinching my nipples, he leaned forward and kissed me then climbed off the bed. Sean was actually a very sweet guy, genuine down to earth but such a rough side to him when it came to pleasure, it was almost as if you could see he would be a heart breaker leaving a string of unhappy lovers in his wake when he got older. We both threw on some underwear and joined Mike in the kitchen diner who had set breakfast up and now busy pressing his mountain of work uniforms. Sean and I sat there drinking coffee waiting for Mike to finish out of politeness. "You have to do that each week?" Sean asked admiring how Mike was engrossed in pressing his uniform. Mike looked up "Yes, you always have to look the part. Anyway I like to get it done before Monday" he replied. "The job I want you have to pass loads of tests before you can actually work" Sean said "But I can't do it". I looked at Sean "What do you mean, you can't do it?" I asked putting my cup down. Sean shrugged his shoulders "They say I am to young at the moment but when I turn 19 I can apply again". "What is it you want to do?" Mike asked hanging up a perfectly ironed shirt. Sean chuckled "You will probably think it lame, but I want to work on the airlines, travel around you know". Mike turned to look at Sean "You mean flight attendant?" he asked. "Yeah" Sean nodded "I know it's strange but ever since I flew to New Orleans I wanted to do it". What followed next was no surprise except to Sean when he found out that Mike was living out Sean's dream. Mike promised Sean he would ask and get him an interview as soon as he turned 19 and would act as his sponsor. Mike put his uniform back in to the wardrobe and sat down joining us for breakfast just as his phone rang. He picked it up smiling and waved 'Hello sexy' he started off, I looked at Sean and "Are you having fun in Santa Barbara?" Miked asked. "It's okay but wish I had you in bed with me" Steve replied. Mike chuckled "This week. Are you alone?" he asked. "Yes, I have sneaked away for a couple of minutes" Steve replied. Mike turned the phone towards me "Steve" I said to his video image. "Fuck TFT, are you alright?" Steve asked. I nodded "Yes, can you come over next weekend my 21st?" I asked him "Of course, to hell with this gagging order" he replied straight away "Wouldn't miss it for the world". "Thanks, oh this is Sean" I said pulling Sean in to view who now got embarrassed. "Oooh your sexy" Steve said giving a thumbs "Did the three of you get it on last night?" he asked. Sean went bright red "That's a yes then. Shame I wasn't there" Steve said chuckling quietly. "I have to get back to work Mike, miss you and chat during the week" Steve said, we knew someone had returned. Sean looked at me "What is TFT" he asked more concerned about that. Mike laughed "That's what they called him in LA, Tom From Texas" he replied, Sean laughed and put his arm around me. "You will come down next weekend as well" I said to Sean. "I am working" Sean said looking at me then Mike "let me see if I can get my shift covered". So it was agreed that the three of them would come down to Medina next weekend when I was to turn 21. It would be a fairly quiet weekend with not much partying as it would only be the four of us and Brad if he was talking to me. That is all I wanted for my birthday Mike, Steve and now Sean, who I considered my closest friends at that time for more reasons than one cares to tell you about. We parted ways Sunday afternoon as I had to drive back to Medina. I dropped Sean off at the diner to start his shift, Mike said he would pop in later for a coffee and would facetime me in so we could chat. I drove with the window open all the way back to Medina enjoying the fresh air and the last of the daylight. Turning on to the access road and seeing the ranch house bathed in a subtle orange glow from the setting sun there really was no place like the Medina ranch in my eyes it just seemed to cast a spell and lift you up no matter how down you felt...

I spent the night working my fingers in his hole, I got 4 fingers in before he started complaining in his drowsy state. I decided to stop, he will be sore tomorrow. I flipped him over, and got out the chastity device, locked his cock up and left a plug on the night stand. “I have the key to the device, you can only cum with me. The plug is to go in when you get home from work after you prepare for me to come over,” I wrote on a paper on the night stand. I called him at 6am sharp to make sure he woke up in time for his morning routine. Sure enough he answered. “Hello?” he sounded groggy. “How are you feeling slut?” “Tired but good, I’m going to start my yoga, eat and go to work. You can text me though.” He was slowly getting back to normal. “I know slut, I like my bottoms flexible and responsible. Less work for us tops. You are to do your yoga naked today, and all curtains in the house are to be open.” “Y-Yes Sir” he stuttered in reply. “Is your pussy sore?” “Surprisingly no, Sir.” “Then you will put the plug in for yoga too, did you enjoy last night?” “mmhmm” “More to come tonight, have a good day slut.” I said as I hung up. I kept thinking about what he said last night, it made my morning wood scream to be played with. But I have to wait, save every load for this boy’s ass. “Fuck me until I’m pregnant” rang in my head. I can do that, I can fuck him until he’s pregnant. I remember seeing a story or two online about bottoms and tops whose fetish it is to become infected with HIV. It made me nervous, am I willing to become HIV positive? I just met this kid, he told me about his dreams and ambitions. He has a lot to look forward to, I on the other hand am set in life. I went to the computer and started researching HIV and AIDS, I remember studying it in dental school, everything has to be sterilized and new for each patient so we don't spread it. My research turned into edging as I found websites with videos of hot bottoms taking raw anonymous loads. Tops telling their bottoms they were going to be “POZ” after this fucking, “take my poz load”, “give me your poz load”. This was so new to me, but it was as intoxicating to watch and hear as the porn stars themselves. I almost stroked to orgasm and it seemed to pull me out of the mindset I was in. “Give it more time Rich,” I said to myself as I got ready for my day at work, “he’ll come around.” My day again was packed and it distracted me from the thought of this boy’s perfect ass. On my lunch break I looked at pictures I took of his ass as he was passed out. He took my cock like a pro bottom, he could be a little more vocal, but he flexed his hole at the right time during my thrusts, and the whole night was about me, his top, and my pleasure in using his body. I’ve never found that before, some bottoms can be so selfish, they cum as I fuck them and then they want to stop because they’re spent, not this boy. Would he really become gay? Is this possible? He showed me a picture of his girlfriend, he really knows how to choose them. He wants kids and comes from a nice family, how would they feel about his coming out? How would they feel about how his boyfriend being 20 years his senior? “Sir your next patient is here” my assistant peaked her head in the door to my office. “Thank you, be right there.” I replied, “back to work rich” I said to myself tying my hardon into my scrubs belt to calm it own. I went home and showered, my cock was hard the whole drive home, and the entire time I got ready to go over. “What to do tonight… “I thought to myself. It didn’t take long to know exactly what I was going to do tonight. “Is the plug in slut?” I text him. “Yessir, I’m ready for you when ever you’re ready” he replied. “Good, when I arrive, come out to the car and grab my bag, and walk me back into the house, see you in an hour.” I pulled up to the house he was watching and honked, surely someone will look out the window wondering if the honk was for them. I saw a shadow in the front window, the curtains were still wide open. He was hesitating, that’s the wrong thing to do. I honked again, a light turned on in the front room of a neighbor’s house, and the porchlight turned on at another house. Finally, Trevor emerged from the dark walkway to the front door. I rolled down the window, “Trevor, go turn on the front walk light, and come back to retrieve me and the bag.” “Y-yessir” he ran back to the house and turned the light on, and ran back to the car, he cock bouncing in the jock strap still locked tight. “Well?” I stood there outside the front door of my car, “I won’t remind you how to greet your lover” He quickly gave me a kiss on the lips, grabbed the bag and I held out my hand to walk back to the house with him. “No drinks tonight, I want you to be aware of everything we do to you tonight” I said when we got to the kitchen. He clearly caught what I said. “We?” his eyes opened wider. “Yes, we. You can’t really expect me not to share the best bottom I’ve ever had do you?” I said. “Head to the bedroom, and put this on, I’ll be in in a moment and tape your wrists to your ankles ass up”, and handed him a blindfold. He looked scared as he walked to the bedroom, his beautiful ass bouncing with every step, the plug glistening with leftover lube. I opened a beer and took out my phone, pretending to call people, inviting them over to fuck my “slutty bottom”. After a few “calls” I went to the bedroom. And used fetish tape to tape his wrists to his ankles like I said. Then took out my Bluetooth noise canceling headphones and put them on his head. Right before I turned them on I asked him, “my friends are on their way, your job is to please them with your pussy as you’ve pleased me. Do you want their cocks raw, or do you want them to cover up?” “I don’t know Sir” he replied. I opened up a popper bottle, and put it under his nose. “deep breath, and then answer me again slut”. After a few deep breaths I could see the plug moving about as the poppers did their job bringing ecstasy to his hole. “Raw, please” He moaned. “My friends are pretty slutty, what if they have something bad?” To my surprise he moaned, and replied, “I don’t care, I just want cum in my ass” “Wow what a good gay little bottom” I turned on the headphones and left the room turning off the lights. I came back in and started feeling up his smooth ass, spanking him once. I took out the plug and lubed up my cock a little, before slowly entering his slightly open inviting hole. I went slow, letting my hands travel his tight body, every once in a while, giving him a playful slap on the ass. I used slow deep strokes, bouncing my hips off his ass trying to take my time. His perfect hole got the better of me, I couldn’t take it anymore, pressing my cock as deep as I could into him I came. I took my cock out, shoved the plug back in and gave him two little slaps on the butt, “Guy #1” is done. I left the room, he was wiggling a little relishing the load I just put into his ass, probably wondering who it was. I opened a beer, and went outside to smoke a bowl of weed. I entered again, making sure the light from the hallway crossed his vision, he can’t hear me but I’m sure he cans see a little light. I walked to the side of the bed, tweaked his nipple and he jumped a bit at my touch. I spit on his face and his mouth opened with surprise and desire. I spit into his mouth, and gave his nipple another squeeze. I went around the back and pulled his cummy hole open with 2 fingers from each hand, peering inside. He fought my fingers but with a little more play his ass started to relax, I took advantage and shoved my fully erect cock into his ass to the hilt in one thrust. He yelped, I reached down and pulled his nipples hard as I continued to rail into his messy pussy. I started to take my cock all the way out and rammed it all the way back in, his hole was still matching my thrusts, he really is meant to take cock. He relaxed as I exited, leaving his hole gaping and ready for my next full thrust. I again couldn’t take it very long despite just cumming minutes before. “Guy #2” came deep into his ass, and spit on his face one more time before leaving the room. I went to the master bedroom, and searched through the owner of the houses’ medicine cabinet, sure enough I found cologne, and sprayed a little too much on. “Guy #3” will be fucking him next and who knows, maybe the next time my slut sees his family friend, he’ll recognize the cologne and wonder if this guy actually fucked a load into him that night. I walked into the bedroom, my slut’s ass slightly gaped, glistening with cum, his balls hanging lower than the chastity device will allow his cock to grow. I slowly go onto the bed, the EDM music still keeping him oblivious to who was going to be entering him, he could feel the bed shift, I heard him softly moan, and rock backwards a bit almost begging for a cock. I reached out and grabbed his balls, wrapping my index finger and thumb around them, pulling them towards me. I gave his balls a nice rub with my other hand, and could feel him tense up, preparing for them to be roughed up. I gave them a nice pat, and he didn’t jump, but he moaned, I gave them a harder pat, yet again he moaned in approval. I sprayed poppers into the towel and pulled his hair lifting his head and shoved his face into the towel. Sure enough he relaxed a bit, ready for more abuse. I started tugging and pulling on his balls, giving them a squeeze and a slap every once in a while. He was loving it, I was nervous about how hard to hit them, but I kept going, his groans of pleasure from the abuse kept me rock hard. I couldn’t bare it any longer, I want his ass again, I shoved my cock in his ass and he met my full thrust, if I can’t make him gay these poppers definitely will. My mind drifted as his ass swallowed my cock, milking it and begging for its cum, I wonder what he would do if I got him pregnant with an HIV+ load. Would he become mine? Would he be mad at me and leave me? I don’t want him to leave, I could fuck this perfect ass forever. His girlfriend would definitely be heart broken, losing such a stud, would he tell her the truth? Would he tell her he loves men now, or at least being fucked by them? He could get her pregnant, that’s not fair, his DNA forever being a part of her. I will test him, what will he do when he realizes he’s a HIV positive gay man meant to take cock? The thought of him coming out to me, and telling me he’s chosen me over women put me over the edge, I came mid thrust, my cock feeling sore from the nights festivities. I stayed inside him, his straight tease of an ass still milking my softening cock like a pro. I relaxed and let a stream of piss into his ass, I was so distracted I didn’t even realize how bad I had to go. My slut moaned, I could feel piss surrounding my cock before being swallowed by his large intestine, taking my load deeper than its ever gone into his ass. I finished, pulled out and got off the bed, dug through my bag and put the largest plug I had into his full ass. It popped into his ass with a little piss escaping, and with that I left the room to clean up. I came back and like a good bottom he didn’t complain about how full his stomach felt with piss and cum. I took off the head phones and turned them off. “So how did you like my friends?” I asked. “How many were there? I got kind of distracted by the poppers.” He replied. “Well… how many did you wish me to invite over?” I said, cutting through the bondage tape and helping him up to take him to the bathroom. “I’m so horny I wish there were 10 or more” he laughed, “this cage is surprisingly comfortable but man is it frustrating and keeping me horny.” “I’m sorry to say only 3 could make it tonight” I lied. I would introduce him to more cocks, but for now I’ll keep him safer. “oh ok, can I release this?” he said pointing behind him to the plug keeping piss in his ass, “I’m pretty sure your last friend pissed a gallon into my body.” “I know I was watching them all, you took them like champs, I didn’t know your balls could take such a beating, could you have handled more?” “Ha – with those dang poppers I felt like I could’ve taken anything” he said sitting down onto the toilet, reaching down and pulling out the plug, piss gushed out of his nice loose ass. “I know you like them being abused, but I was worried that with enough abuse you could go sterile” “Well if I can’t have kids there no real need to have a girlfriend or a wife is there”, he said wiping his ass, “I want kids, but it happens to people even when they haven’t had their balls tortured ha ha.” “So you’d become gay if you were for some reason sterile?!” I said shocked “Well don’t crush them to a pulp, or take them off, but yeah I don’t see why not, if I can’t have kids the normal way, I can adopt with anyone right? Plus my brothers will further the family line” “What if one of the guys tonight was positive for HIV? He stared at me for a second, “They weren’t right?” he said worried. “They said they were clean, but sometimes they don’t know or are between tests, I can bring a test over if you want, you want to be gangbanged, do you really expect to stay negative with strangers taking your perfect ass? And trust me a lot of strangers will want your ass.” “A gangbang does sound hot, tonight was great, they all had pretty good size, and each was different. I guess it’s like becoming sterile, it comes as a consequence of my playing. I’d want to make sure I don’t spread anything to my girlfriend though, she doesn’t deserve anything like that.” “Well I hope to make you fully gay before you catch anything you could give to her. I want to make some more ground rules for you.” I grabbed his hand and walked him to the bedroom, sitting down onto the edge of the bed, I pulled him to me, and made him sit facing me on my lap. I grabbed his head and we started to make out, he sure was horny, his hips were rocking back and forth as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I picked him up, our mouths locked, and laid him underneath me in bed. “You’re the best bottom I’ve ever had” I told him looking into his eyes. He smiled, “thank you, you’re definitely the best top I’ve had.” “Is this the best sex you’ve had gay or straight?” “I’ll be honest, before you I’ve never enjoyed kissing a guy, I was super nervous coming over the first time after your ad said kissing was a must. I’ve never gotten hard with another guy befo-“ “Bull shit” I interrupted. “no really, I’ve never gotten hard while being fucked like some of those guys in porn. I read once that some of them are just hot straight guys doing it for the money, but I got hard with you and it made me question myself.” “Do you think you’re becoming gay?” I asked “I don’t know, but I’m really enjoying this and excited to see what else is instore, I always thought if I came while being fucked it’d mean I am gay” “Have you cum while being fucked?” I said reaching for his locked cock. “No not yet” he answered reaching for my hardening cock. “Ready for my rules?” I said and he nodded in anticipation. 1. Jock straps is all you’ll wear for underwear 2. No more straight porn, only bareback gay porn 3. I want you to be able to do the splits, so add stretching to your leg routine at the gym. 4. From now on, you greet me, and say goodbye to me with a kiss. 5. From now on, all contact with your girlfriend will be because she initiated it, not you. 6. If you don’t want her to see the jock straps, go commando. 7. I need the addresses of your work, gym, home and I want your girlfriends name and address where you stay on weekends. 8. If you cum from being fucked, you tell her you enjoy being fucked in the ass. He seemed to like the rules, he was laying on his back, a small smile forming. “What do you think?” “I like them, can I add one?” “Please do” I said, wondering what he could add to that. “If for some reason I can’t have kids, or if I become HIV positive, I’ll break up with her and come out” “Wow are you serious?” I said pulling back in surprise that this would be a rule. “Does the thought of catching something turn you on?” “yeah, weird huh, it kind of does turn me on to think about, plus if my balls and sperm are useless, might as well be a complete bottom, right? “Wow, you must be ridiculously horny, you’re talking crazy” I told him, “do you want to cum?” “No”, he smiled and got closer to me giving me a deep kiss, going back to where we left off.

Part 2 Stan's favorite was corrupting sweet looking innocent boys. He called them boys and the younger looking the better but Stan had three rules he followed, the boy must be of legal age, he never lied to them and before he finished taken their innocence they had to ask him to. Stan smiled remembering that most actually begged. Once he had dreamed of his nephew Sean and actually came in his sleep when the dream Sean begged to be broken. Sometimes he called his own sons Sean but they were big boys not small like Sean. About a month ago he had a boy that looked a lot like Sean and he was so turned on pretending that it was Sean and even called the boy Sean and had the boy call him uncle. But the real Sean will soon be calling him Daddy. Stan rolled Sean over and pulled down the pajama pants and briefs and when he saw the boys hairless pink hole he knew he was going to own it even if Sean wouldn't ask. He spit on the boyhole and pushed a needleless syringe in and gave the boy his first booty bump. He then decided to also add a crystal nugget and pushed it in deep. He knew the bump would both wake his boy up but also make him extra horny. Stan took off his clothes and pulled the boys up and then turned off the lights. He rolled him on his side and got behind the boy. In this position he could hold a boy tight as he molested him. He played with Sean's cock through his pajamas and waited for him to wake. Stan felt Sean tense up and knew he was awake. He softly whispered to his boy to relax and let him make him feel good. He told him to stay quiet but to nod if he liked being touched. When Sean woke he was confused and thought he was dreaming but when the man holding him whispered in his ear he knew he was really being molested. When the man asked if he liked being touched he almost screamed yes but he remembered the fantasy role and nodded. Sean's body felt incredible and he hoped this lasted a long time. The man was rubbing his cock but Sean felt the best feelings in his ass. Stan told him to be a good boy and push down and kick off his pajamas and briefs. Sean did gasp when he felt the man's hand touch his cock. It felt so much better than when he touched himself. The man whispered that he knew his little boy would enjoy it. Stan rolled the boy to face him and as he started to stroke the boy's cock he leaned in and pulled the boy's head and let their lips lightly touch. When he felt Sean lean into him he pulled away and whispered that he knew his little boy wanted to be molested. With one hand, Stan held Sean's head as he pushed his tongue into his nephew and he touched the boy's hole with the other hand. When Sean felt the finger on his hole he let out a moan that would have been very loud if the man's tongue wasn't completely in his mouth. Sean liked touching his hole and sometimes would finger in but it never felt this good. He felt the finger push gently at the hole but didn't go in. Sean pushed his ass backwards but the man pulled away. Stan could barely hold back as his desire to break a boy he loved. Stan popped both his sons cherries but Sean was different. While Stan never touched a minor he had lusted for years over Sean, even his sons wanted their little cousin and more than once they laid on their belly as Stan fucked them and called them Sean. Stan rolled Sean onto his side and cuddled the boy as he felt him up. He slowly squeezed a tit and asked Sean if he had dreamed of this, he pinched hard as Sean admitted he wanted to be molested and hoped it would happen often. Stan asked him who he dreamed of molesting him and Sean said he didn't know so Stan squeezed the boy's nipple hard and said that was for lying and he should be a good boy and tell him so that he could make it better for him. Sean whispered, "my Uncle", Stan smiled knowing he had his boy and asked what was his uncle's name so that Sean could call him it. Sean said he didn't want to call him by his uncle's name because in his dreams he called his uncle, Daddy. Stan squeezed the boy's nipple hard and asked if he'd like his uncle to hurt his tits. Sean gasped that his uncle could do anything he wanted. When he asked if there was anyone else he dreamed about and as Sean told him his cousins too. Stan told him their time in the room was almost over and he was going to have to leave soon. He felt the boy tremble and knew he was about to cry and the time was right. " Sean, you are coming home with me. Tonight both of our fantasies come true. Meet me in ten minutes at the entrance, I'll be in a black Mercedes. Put on the clothes you were wearing with me and you can carry the others" Sean thought it was cool that this man also drove the same car as his uncle. He said he'd be there. Stan told him to stay in bed pretending he was sleeping until he heard the door close. Stan quickly grabbed his clothes and left the room carrying them. He dressed in the hallway and picked up his stuff and was outside in his car and called home. His 20 year old son, Teddy, answered and was told what to do and to call Harry and tell him. Sean got dressed and then sat down. He loved his Uncle but knew it would never really happen and said to himself that he would let this man do anything to him just as he would his real Uncle. Sean walked out the door and the car was 20 feet away. He nervously walked to the door and opened it. "Close your eyes and get inside, I want to keep your fantasies going. Say nothing just do what your uncle says." After he sat down and shut the door he was told that to help him pretend he was still sleeping that his uncle was going to blindfold him and he stayed still as he felt it put on him. His regular clothes were taken and he was handed two pills and a bottle of water and told to swallow them. Stan said he would fall asleep and when he woke up he'd be at his uncle's house. Once the boy swallowed them Stan started to drive. He had a few minutes before the boy was asleep and he asked him which cousin did he like better. Sean said Teddy because he would cuddle with him when he slept over. Sean said he felt his cousin's hard cock against him and wanted so bad to touch it. Stan seeing the boy yawn told him to dream about him and his cousin and when he wakes up his cousin would be cuddling him. Teddy opened the door as he saw his dad carrying his cousin. Teddy told his Harry was on his way and would be there in an hour. He asked his dad if they were really going to slam him and make him their slut. Stan told Teddy that he could turn his cousin into the baby boy he wanted and Harry being a sadist would soon have his boy too. He said that he was going to do to Sean everything he ever wanted to do to a boy. Stan laid the sleeping boy on his belly on Teddy's bed and told Teddy what to do and to be ready in exactly one hour for him. Teddy handed his father the booty bump as Stan lowered the boy's pajamas and briefs. Earlier he gave the boy a smaller bump but this was much larger. Stan watched the plastic tube enter the hole that he dreamed about. Stan left the room to prepare and Teddy got in bed and cuddled his little cousin but also for the first time fondled the boy briefly. As Sean started to wake he felt an arm around him and remembered he was told he would be in his cousin's bed. He felt the familiar hard cock against him and thought he had to be dreaming. He pushed back against his cousin's cock. He felt the arm around him pull him tighter then the cock pushed harder.