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This writing is entirely a product of imagination. Nothing is true and this does not encourage risky sexual behavior. Chapter 4 - Eric's Progress It's now 6 weeks since Eric's Thursday club meeting. For the first couple of days, Eric was a bit shocked by what had happened. Eight poz men had injected 17 hot loads deep into Eric's hole. After a couple of days, the strong desire had won and Eric had headed to the famous gay cruise park in the evening. Behind the park toilet, Eric had lowered his gray joggers to his ankles and offered his hole to the first person willing. The dirty old man had gladly fucked the 25-year-old young hole raw and seeded the bottom deep. After that, Eric started going around places every day, where it was possible to meet unknown, lustful seeders. Eric didn't ask about status or condoms. Eric had become an uninhibited cumdump. Once, he also met William from the Thursday club in the park. Three weeks after the gangbang at the Thursday club, Eric went to the clinic to get tested for STDs. Eric had Chlamydia in his anus. The doctor at the clinic gave Eric antibiotics to treat the disease. The disease did not show any symptoms, so Eric thought that there was no rush to take the medicine. Eric has also met John and Michael from the neighboring house a couple of times a week. Normal procedure was for Eric to go to John and Michael for insemination. One night, John and Michael took Eric to a sleaze bathhouse. Eric had never been in anything like this before. The bathhouse was a dark, dirty basement where naked and half-clothed men roamed the corners. John and Michael took Eric to a room with a leather sling hanging from the ceiling. John motioned for Eric to get on his back in the sling. Eric's hands and feet were tied to the stirrups of the sling. Michael blindfolded Eric and John applied lube with strong movements to Eric's hole. Soon Eric felt the first cock in his hole, which immediately went balls deep. Eric realized from the man's voice that the fucker wasn't John or Michael, but some random guy from the bathhouse. For the second time in his life, Eric got enough cock. As one man injected Eric and pulled out of Eric's hole, the next man replaced him, and the next, and the next. Now, six weeks after the Tortais club, Eric was sitting at the doctor's office. Eric had undergone STD tests a couple of days ago and had been invited to the doctor's office to hear the test results. The 45-year-old male doctor said that Eric now has not only chlamydia but also HIV. He is now HIV positive. The doctor wanted Eric to tell him how Eric now also has HIV and how he also has chlamydia again. Eric told the Doctor that he had not taken the antibiotics that the doctor had prescribed him the previous time. The doctor said that he had guessed from the first time that Eric must be a horny chaser. He was sure of it when he recognized Eric from the video. Eric had no idea what video the doctor was talking about. The doctor showed a video shared on a sex video service from his computer, where Eric was lying in a sling, blindfolded. The video clearly showed how Eric begged the men in the bathhouse to inject sperm deep into Eric's hole. Now Eric saw for the first time that among the men who were screwing him were old men whose muscles had sagged. Men with biohazard tattoos and scorpions. For everyone, Eric just hokey Breed me, breed me. John and Michael had secretly videoed Eric's visit to the bathhouse and uploaded the video to a sex video server. The title and description of the video stated that "Eric on no loads refuse bug Chaser bottom". The doctor stood up and unbuttoned his pants. Eric stared at the doctor's rock hard cock and the biohazard tattoo next to it. Come on bitch, make it slippery, because it's about to slide into your greedy bug hole.

8. Almost a month has passed since I’d first met with Daniel the jock, and the end of July was fast approching. It had become routine for me to go over to Alex’s apartment where he and Daniel would use me. It wasn’t uncommon either for Jack and Danny to use Alex while I watched. Other time’s Alex would be in the mood to top and would use me like he had that first day. Not to mention, of course, the multiple times a day when Jack and Danny would fuck me together or individually. I had gone from a safe only boy who rarely had sex in college to a horny pig desperate for cock and cum. I loved it. I loved this new side of myself. I never wanted this time to end. Every time I felt one of these beautiful furry men cum inside me I felt like a perfect slut. Yet, even in this state of horny elation, I found myself wanting more. I kept thinking about the day I’d gone to Alex’s apartment to meet Daniel for the first time. How I’d felt like such a whore, a slut. I’d felt like a sub, just there for cock without a care for who it was attached to. I wanted to feel that subby slutty feeling again. “Do you want us to help you feel like that again?” Danny asked. We were lying in bed, my fingers tracing a lazy pattern through his chest hair, having just taken a big load from him. My head was resting on his outstretched arm, and there in his comfortable embrace I had told him my new-found desires. “Yes! Do you think you could do that?” “Oh, don’t you worry,” he leant over and kissed me, “Your daddies will take care of you.” I didn’t know what exactly he meant or what he had planned, but I felt like I was floating as I walked back to my bungalow. The hotel was especially full this week, a fact I had forgotten about when I’d left Danny’s flat, and it wasn’t until I came to the crowded pool deck that I became conscious of how perfectly obvious my hard dick was in my little mesh shorts. I didn’t have a shirt on, but it was hot so that wasn’t too conspicuous, but my shorts were so short there really was no hiding my erection. I tried to hurry past the pool, and not draw the attention of any of the people clustered around the café tables, and under umbrellas. I would have been successful if I hadn’t caught sight of a hairy chest out of the corner of my eye. My head involuntarily whipped around, so I could get a good look. He was probably just under forty, with big broad shoulders, a solid but thick build, and a massively hairy chest. He wore a tank top, and loose almost knee length swimming trunks. His thick beard was well kept, and his hair cut short. He was delicious. That is until I noticed the woman next to him with her hand on his leg. Then I saw the wedding band. Straight, I thought to myself with a sigh. Just before I turned away and hurried off, we locked eyes. I felt him give me a strong look, taking in my bare torso and tiny tented out shorts. He smiled, and then gave me a wink, before turning back to his wife. I walked quickly away, unsure of what had just happened. Before I turned the corner to head down the path to my bungalow, I looked back towards the pool deck. The man was now tossing a kid up in the air. Was that his kid? Was this guy an actual daddy? Why had he winked at me? I hurried on, my cock harder than ever. As soon as I was in my bungalow, I stripped off my shorts and rubbed at my throbbing cock. My hole twitched thinking about the man at the pool. He was perfect in every single way. I flopped onto my bed, and with my eyes closed imagined him standing over me. I saw the way his tank top was stretched slightly across his round stomach, his strong chest pressing out through the thin fabric. I saw the lumps of hair, to dense and rugged to be contained by his shirt. I imagined running my hands up his tree trunk legs to his waist band and then pulling off those loose-fitting shorts to find a heavy cock sprouting from a wild mass of pubes. I could practically taste the large bead of precum that leaked from the tip of his dick as he got hard in my mouth. Here I was, naked, with an ass full of cum, having been bred not twenty minutes ago, fantasizing about yet another man fucking me. My own lust was becoming a turn on. I liked being insatiable. I liked other people knowing that I was always horny for more cum. I hadn’t quite pinpointed it yet, but being a cum pig was going to slowly become one of my favorite and most defining traits. I was building towards another orgasm when suddenly my phone buzzed and broke my concentration. With a sigh I let go of my leaking cock and rolled over to gram my phone from the bedside table. It was a text from Jack. Just seeing his name on my screen made me smile. He and Danny had brought this new person out of me, helped me understand my lust, continued to push me, and made me feel safe and cared for. At least for me, our relationship had moved from just sex to something more, and I was fairly certain they felt the same. Danny told me about your conversation, read Jack’s text. I resounded quickly, rolling over onto my back again, one arm tucked behind my head. Oh? What did he say? Something about you wanting to give up control again like when you went over to Daniel’s the first time. I think I remember saying something like that, I replied pretending to be coy. Is that what our boy wants? To be used like a slut. You make me feel like that all the time. I’m glad to hear it… so what does our boy want? I want to be mad to be a slut. To be used and fucked. I want to get fucked but not have a choice in who gets to use me. You want to be our little sub don’t you? Yes daddy! Good boy. Danny and I are going to turn you into the little slut whore you dream of being. Thank you daddy! I paused for a moment, and then typed: Do you know anything about the hot looking bear at the pool right now? He caught your eye did he? Yeah… he’s so hot, but it looked like he might be here with a woman… maybe his wife? Well I’m looking out the window right now and if it’s the same guy he’s by the pool alone right now. Really?! Or there’s another hot bear you’ll like by the pool. You should put on one of your new swim suits and go work your wiles… I doubt any man, even one with a wife, could resist your ass in those new trunks you have. I blushed reading that, but typed back quickly: You’re right! Good boy, and if he hasn’t bred you by tonight I’ll breed you. What if he does breed me? Does that mean I don’t get your cock tonight? You know better than that boy… I’m going to breed you no matter what. I got out of bed and rummaged around for my new swim trunks. The week before Alex and I had gone into Orlando and bought a bunch of clothes. I had all sorts of new things, jocks, speedos, tanks, short shorts, and two pairs of short tight trunks. Alex had described them as “hetero-appropriate”, though they were anything but. I pulled them on and looked at myself in the mirror. What a difference a few months had made. The boy looking back at me, seemed somehow just a little bit more grown up than the one who had moved to Florida. Now dressed in bright teal swimming trunks that clung to my ass and clearly showed the line of my still slightly swollen dick, I admired myself. The little patch of chest hair in the middle of my chest had started to spread, though it was still thin and nowhere near the pelt I hoped it would become. A dense treasure trail now dove down into my waistband over my neither trim nor slim, but somewhere in between, stomach. Yet it wasn’t just the physical changes of the hair, and the tan that made me seem different. There was a knowledge and a comfort in my face that I had never had before. I felt good in my skin, I felt sexy and wanted; and for the first time in my young life really understood my desires and my sexuality. I felt free, and that made me feel confident and hot. Jack was right… what man could resist me dressed like that? I grabbed a towel, and a book, and headed out the door. My heart was beating a little harder than normal as I turned the corner and the pool came into sight. Would he still be there? Would the wife have returned? At first, I couldn’t see him, but as I came past the hedge that blocked part of the fence I saw him. He was laying back on one of the chairs, his face turned up to the sky and arms behind his head. My dick gave a little pulse. But then my heart sank. Next to him was the woman from before. She too was laying out, with her eyes closed. Fuck it, I thought, after a moment’s hesitation. No reason I couldn’t enjoy the sun and the pool even if I wasn’t going to get some raw dick from the trip. I walked into the pool deck and closed the little gate behind me. The woman looked up and gave me a smile. I nodded to her and took a chair across the pool from them, a vantage point that gave me a perfect view of the man’s bugle in his swim trunks. I pulled the back of my chair up, propped one leg on the seat and settled back to read my book. Every page or so I stole a glance up at the man across from me. From my seat I could almost just see up the leg of his trunk. His thick hairy thigh disappearing into the darkness was hypnotizing. I’d read maybe four or five pages when the woman got up and gathered her things. She kissed the man square on the lips and said in a low voice I could just barely make out, “I’m feeling hot, I’m gonna head back to the room.” “Ok,” the hunk of a man said, his voice light and kind, “Good luck with your sister and all those kids.” So not his kids then, I thought, nieces and nephews. “Lord… why does she have so many!” “They’re nice…” “Yes, but… oh anyway. I’m gonna head back. What are you doing?” “I’m gonna stay here for a bit, get a little more sun.” I could swear his eyes darted towards me when he said he was going to stay, but then looked back down at my book telling myself I’d imagined it. “Have fun,” she said, and gave him another kiss. Then with her beach tote over her shoulder she was gone. Silence hung for a long moment, the pumps for the pool and the distant lapping of the ocean the only sound. I forcefully turned my attention back to my book, keeping my eyes down. “Mind if I move over here?” I looked up from my book and found myself looking the hunk dead in the eye. “The suns better,” he said gesturing to the chair next to me. “Yeah, of course,” I responded, keeping my voice light and casual, “sit where ever.” “Thanks.” He smiled a big toothy smile from underneath his moustache. Quickly he gathered up his towel and moved over to the chair next to me. He made a bit of a performance of spreading the towel out, and then getting the chair at just the right angle before sitting down. When he did, he stretched out, and put his hands behind his head. I couldn’t help myself. I stole a quick glance sideways and was treated to a glimpse of his thick bushy pits. Delicious, I thought. Silence returned for a minute before he broke it again saying, “I’m Chris, by the way.” “Nice to meet you,” I said, looking up from my book, and trying to not make it obvious as I undressed him with my eyes. “I’m David.” “Nice to meet you too. I’m here with my wife’s family. I said if I’m being dragged all the way to Florida with your sister’s kids I’m picking the hotel.” He laughed lightly. “So, I found this place, according to the reviews online it’s supposed to be a lot of fun.” The emphasis he put on the word “fun” made my ears perk up, was he eluding to something. “Well,” I said, maintaining my casual air, “I’ve certainly had a lot of fun here.” “How long have you been here?” “I got here at the beginning of June. A friend of mine, who I work for, knows the owners so she arranged for me to stay here while I’m working for her over the summer.” “Wow that’s very cool. Where did you move from?” “Illinois.” “That’s a big change from Illinois to Florida.” “No kidding, but the owners of this place have been great. They’ve helped me out a lot.” “They seemed really nice.” “They’re great. What did the internet say about this place besides it being fun?” “Well it said, that the owners are great, beautiful space, pool, beach access…that its usually a pretty good place for a little man on man action.” “Oh? Does it now? Do you think that’s true?” “You’ve been here longer than I have, do you think its true?” We were openly flirting at this point. I decided to just be bold, “Does me getting fucked basically every day since I got here by the owners count?” “I’d certainly say it does,” he adjusted his shorts. “Oh yeah, then there’s loads. Not that you’d really be looking for that. I saw you with your…” “Wife. I’m bi, she knows, and we have an open relationship… so… I very well could be looking for just that.” “Interesting. Well I’m sure Jack and Danny the owners would be happy to give you a pounding if that’s what you’re in need of.” It was obvious we were both hard now. His hardening cock was steadily creating a hefty looking bulge in the front of his swim trunks, and my tight trunks showed the perfect outline of my own erection sticking off to one side. “And what if I wanted a round with their boy toy? How could we make that happen?” “You can follow him to his bungalow right now… so long as you don’t mind a hole filled with daddy cum.” “Sounds fucking perfect.” “Then follow me.” I got up, grabbed my towel and my book and marched off towards my rooms without looking back. I knew he was following me. I heard him quickly grab his things, and then the thwap of his flip flops trotting along quickly behind me. I opened the door to my bungalow, walked a couple of paces in and turned to wait for Chris. When he came in I closed the door immediately and then grabbed him and pulled him into a rough kiss. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and he quickly accepted. His hands came to rest on my waist, and he held me close. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling our faces together tightly. His beard felt soft against my skin. I liked the way it tickled my chin. I felt his strong shoulders. Then I ran my hands down his arms feeling the thick fur covered muscles ripple as he ran his hands up and down my back. After a long moment I pulled away and said, “Your wife really doesn’t mind you fucking guys on the side?” “Nope,” he laughed, “We’re both bi and both free to play with whoever we want.” “Perfect.” I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off over his head before diving back into the kiss. His hands were now grabbing at my ass cheeks. They quickly moved to the waistband of my trunks, and then slipped beneath the tight fabric. After a few more moments his fingers grazed my hole and I moaned into his mouth. He pushed his finger harder against my hole and I groaned again. “Fuck, your hole is so slick. You weren’t kidding you’re fucking full of cum.” “I should be… Its only been like an hour since my last fuck.” “Jesus. One of the owners?” “Yeah, Danny.” “Which ones that?” “The slightly younger one who’s always wandering around shirtless.” “He’s hot.” “And has a nice fat cock. He’s the first guy that ever bred me. When I got here I was a safe sex only kinda boy… now…” He pressed his finger against my hole even harder and his first two knuckles disappeared inside me. “Fuck! Now I’m a horny for loads all the time.” “Fucking cumdump.” “Especially for beefy guys covered in hair.” “You’re in luck here then.” “Clearly.” “And I’ve got a fat cock ready to pump another big load into you.” “Fuck yes.” I grabbed his crotch for the first time and was thrilled at what I felt. Even through the fabric I could tell his dick was obscenely fat if only an average length. It felt like it tapered slightly with the base being even more impossible seeming than the tip. I looked back at Chris’s face to see him grinning from ear to ear. “Some boys struggle with the girth… I’m guessing you’ll be fine.” With that he spun me around and steered me towards the couch. I basically fell onto the seat landing on my knees. Next thing I knew he had pulled my shorts down and my ass was exposed. I watched him strip over my shoulder. His big hairy chest rising and falling quickly in his excitement. His round tummy bounced a little with each breath. When his shorts dropped to the ground my breath caught in my chest a little. His dick looked even thicker than it had felt. It seemed wildly thick at the base and even though it tapered still shocking at the tip. He grinned again and spat onto his hard tool. He spat again, the wad landing right above my hole and trickling down. He stepped up and rubbed his dick on my hole. It slid easily up and down my crack, lubed by spit and the cum that had leaked from my ass. Another big load of spit was dripped onto my hole, and then came the pressure. He pushed forward, slowly at first. My hole resisted the stretch, this dick was wide even for me. Chris increased his pressure. Then very suddenly my hole gave way and half his cock slid inside me. “Fuck!” I shouted. “Good boy,” he moaned, “Take that big fucking dick. Let me into that warm hole. You want my load don’t you boy?” “Yes! I need it.” “Then open up for me. Let me in that ass. Let me breed you.” I took a deep breath and held it for a second. Then I let it out slowly. He seemed to get the hint and pressed forward as I exhaled. The rest of his cock slid easily into my guts. I almost shouted again but took another deep breath and focused on relaxing. He growled his approval. “Good boy.” I was already panting as he drew his cock back and started to fuck me. I felt sweat on my back. His dick was stretching me wider than I had ever been with a single cock. It was almost like having both Danny and Jeff inside me again. I was shaking a little as his dick pushed back into my waiting hole. Chris knew how to fuck. He took it slow till I had clearly become used to his cock. Easing his dick in and out of me he taught my ass how to take him. Then when it was read he started to hammer home. He bucked back and forth, ramming his dick into me with such force I collapsed on the back of the couch. I was shouting and grunting with every thrust. Sweat poured down my face. The room instantly stunk of sweat. It felt amazing. “God your ass feels so fucking good! I can’t believe you can take me like that. Fuck!” He said through clenched teeth. “Fuck, no wonder the owners of this place use you all the time. Your hole is perfect.” “Your dick feels amazing! Fucking pound me. Yeah! Just like that. Fuck!” “Take this fat raw dick pig. You fucking love having my raw cock stretch your ass don’t you?” “Yeah. Yes! Fuck! I love it. Yes! Fuck me!” I was clinging onto the couch, bucking my hips back to meet his thrusts. A harsh slapping sound accompanied each push as my ass met his hips. We were both grunting and groaning. He had one hand on my waist and the other on my hips. It was a brutal rough fuck, and I was loving it. He started to grunt deeper, and thrust his dick forward with more aggression. I felt it coming. His orgasm was close. He dragged me upright so my back was pressed into his chest and growled in my ear, “I’m fucking breeding that hole.” “Yeah,” I said with a sigh, “breed me. Shoot your load in my hole.” “Fucking take it!” One more big thrust and his cock started to pulse and throb inside me. The euphoric heat that accompanied a man unloading in me started to wash through my body. “That felt fucking amazing,” he said as his breathing slowed to normal. “Fuck yes it did.” He released my shoulder and I collapsed on the couch. “I’m here for a few more days… think I can get a round two?” “You can have my ass any time you want. Fuck!” “Perfect. Look… um…” “You’ve got to get back?” “Yeah.” He laughed and looked a little sheepish. “No worries. You know how to find me.” “Sure do.” He kissed me again and headed towards the door picking up his clothes as he went. He dressed quickly and then saying, “see you,” headed out the door. I fell back onto the couch, laying there in the post sex glow. It wasn’t the slutty situation I had told Danny I wanted to relive earlier, but I had just picked up a married guy and been pump and dumped by him in less than an hour. That was still pretty damn slutty. I was just about to go move to the bedroom and jerk off when there was a knock at the door. Assuming it was probably Chris coming back because he’d left something or Jack and Danny I walked over and opened the door completely named. To my shock it was none of those three people. Standing in the doorway was a tall lanky guy, maybe, twenty, with curly blonde hair and a nervous look on his face. For a second I tried to cover myself, but decided it was too late, he’d already seen everything. “Can I help you?” I said, trying to sound like nothing strange was happening and I always answered my door naked and semi hard. “Yeah… um… well…” he stammered, then a look of resolution passed across his face and he continued, “my uncle just left here right? Chris?” “I… um…” now it was my turn to stammer. Did he know what had just happened? Was Chris lying when he said his marriage was open? “I mean, I know about Chris and my aunt’s arrangement, and that he’s bi. And… well… I’m gay… and I have this… can I come in?” “Sure, I guess,” I said and let him in. He took a nervous look behind him and stepped inside. “So… what’s up?” “This probably sounds crazy. I know that Chris likes to sneak off and fuck guys when were on these horrible family vacations, and I’ve seen him on the apps for years. Anyway…” he took a deep breath, “I have this fantasy of hooking up with a guy right after my uncle and getting to fuck his sloppy seconds. I saw him leave the pool with you… and I sort of waited. I’m guessing from the sounds he railed you pretty good… and… well… wanna get fucked again?” I looked him up and down. He was the opposite of my new type. He was tall and rail thin, he had on a white t-shirt that clung to his narrow and presumably smooth frame. He looked more like the boy’s I’d had boring sex with in college. Except that was for the tent pressing forward in his little running shorts. It looked like this twink was packing. I paused for a second thinking. Fucking a guy just because he’s got a nice cock not because youre into him is pretty damn slutty… Fuck it. “Sure… take your clothes off and show me what you’ve got.”

Brock's heart was racing. He hadn't even gotten out of the car and he could feel his pulse in his temples. Brock was just starting his senior year of high school and the closest he had gotten to sex was mutual masturbation with friends during their much more curious years. Before it got weird. Those days were long past. He had chatted with countless guys online about the 'Block. On websites he hadn't technically been old enough to access. But hey, thats growing up gay in small town America. What else was there to do? None of that mattered now, though. It was his 18th birthday and here he was in the parking lot of this local legend. Brock's dick stirred in his jeans a bit. It was now or never, and he knew it. He pulled a ball cap on and headed for the door. There were a couple other cars in the parking lot, he noted. He opened the door - no window, which struck him as odd - and stepped in. The place was seedy on a level Brock could not have imagined. The locals in the chat rooms did not do this place justice. The floor was sticky and the air smelled like an ashtray filled with cum. The entire space was poorly lit. The walls were lined with case displays full of DVDs and VHS tapes. Most of the displays were sticky, too. The center section of the store was cramped with shelves packed full of magazines and small books of erotica. There was a small section of Polaroids lined up in a box like trading cards as well as packets of pictures like you get when you develop film. The products only filled half of the overall space. The other section looked empty as far as Brock could tell. The single register was manned by a guy who had to be in his 60s. Bald on top with some coarse white hair left on the back and sides. He sported an unkempt beard. He was dressed in tattered camo pants and a beat up leather vest. No shirt. His entire torso was a canvas of tattoos of wildly differing quality. He was smoking a cigarette inside despite the city wide ordinance prohibiting smoking indoors. Brock's dick stirred again. The cashier gave Brock a glance over. Brock had been able to buy his mom's cigarettes without getting carded since he was 15. He'd always been big for his age, but his last growth spurt had put him just over 6'6" tall and switching out of general PE into the athletic conditioning class had put about 215 pounds of muscle on that frame. Coupled with his beard, which had stopped being patchy last year and now looked really good if he kept it trimmed, everyone assumed he was older than he was. The cashier included, evidently, because he turned his attention back to a small TV on the counter as Brock was reaching for his wallet to pull out his license. Brock quickly found a display of DVDs to pretend he was perusing. He noted that besides himself and the cashier, the place was empty. He again noted that his pulse was racing. He began to legitimately browse the shelves, hoping the distraction would calm him down. Brock had a fair amount of exposure to porn at this point - again, what else was a gay boy supposed to do in the midwest - but he noted he had never heard of any of the studios or performers he saw on the cases. In fact, one display very near the register was full of cases that just had plain paper inserts with things like "010120 'Chuck' 48" written in sharpie. Brock scanned the case. "082805 'Carl' 62," he read. He heard the bell on the door chime and nearly jumped out of his skin. He very unsubtly turned to see who was walking in through that windowless door. The man walking in was a little shorter than average and overweight. Probably in his early 50s. He had beady, dark eyes and stringy brown hair. If the cashier looked unkempt, this man looked disheveled. Stained gray sweatpants and an A shirt that probably was white at some point. The man didn't even acknowledge Brock on his way to the counter. He threw a pack of cigarettes at the cashier, who disinterestedly put a stack of coins on the counter. The man quickly snatched up the coins and shuffled off past the desk to the empty section of the store. Brock stared after him just a little too long. "There's preview booths in the back if you see something you want to try before you buy," he said. Brock jumped again. "Uh...thanks," he stammered. The cashier went back to his little TV. Brock could feel himself losing his nerve as his pulse crept up again and his breathing became irregular. He felt like he might throw up or pass out. Probably both. He spotted a hallway lit by a single orange bulb in the back area and took off that direction, hoping it led to the bathroom. As Brock drew closer to the hallway, his nerves settled a bit. Which was good because the hallway wasn't really a hallway. It was an exit to the outside that appeared to be welded shut and a staircase, presumably to a basement. Brock realized that his 18 year old dick was rock hard in the wake of everything he had seen so far. It struck him as odd that this area would just be left open and the cashier wasn't making any effort to stop him, so he started down into the dark of the basement.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Brings Home Friends Paul, Matt and Travis aren’t exactly a throuple. There is no romance among them – just friendship and good sex. All three guys like to go out to the city’s few gay bars together. Sometimes they go home together, sometimes the go home separately; but mostly those nights Matt and Travis go home to fuck while Paul seduces a new guy. Over the weeks, Matt is less surprised at Paul’s conquests – jocks, twinks, twunks, daddies, bears, otters, couples, friends, a set of twins and their other brother, etc. Paul gets a lot of ass. In conversation, Paul claims that he gets almost all the guys to give it up bareback. Matt believes him given how easily he spread his ass and took Paul’s bare cock the first time they met. Tonight, Matt and Travis left Paul at the bar with some guys he just met. Travis was rubbing Matt’s hole in the bar and Matt is very horny to get fucked. They are barely inside the door before Travis cock is down Matt’s throat and Matt is giving him a sloppy blowjob while Travis leans against the living room wall. Matt is concentrating on making Travis’ cock wet so it slides in his ass easily. He is sucking hard as it leaves his mouth and pushing a lot of spit back on as he takes it make in his mouth. Matt is just going for it and Travis is moaning. All of a sudden, Travis cums in Matt’s mouth. Matt is surprised because he wanted it in his ass; but Matt swallows most of Travis’ load while some drips from his mouth. Matt comes off Travis’ cock and looks up in surprise. Travis says, “I’m sorry. Your blowjob was so hot that I couldn’t stop.” Matt smiles, cum and saliva still on his mouth and face. Matt says, “I get your second load in my ass.” Travis smiles and says, “Give me a few minutes.” They laugh. Matt gets off his knees, goes to the bedroom to get undressed, leaves his briefs on because they look sexy as fuck on his ass and comes back out. He goes to pour the guys a couple drinks and comes back to the couch. He and Travis sit next to each other – Matt in his briefs and Travis in jeans and his tee. They turn on some music and chat for awhile. “One More Time” by Daft Punk starts and Matt immediately reacts. Matt loves this song. He stands to sway to the beat. Travis smiles at him. Matt gets up and starts dancing while Travis watches. Travis stands up and grabs Matt’s hips. The boys start to dance to the song together. Travis turns Matt around and grinds his crotch into Matt’s ass. Matt reaches back to feel Travis cock getting harder. He unzips the jeans and Travis lets them fall and steps out of them. As he does, Matt drops his briefs. Travis cock is hard now in his boxers. He grinds his hard cock against Matt’s naked ass. Travis says, “You have the hottest ass I’ve ever fucked.” Matt says, “You’re going to fuck my ass again in a few minutes.” Travis says, “Fuck yeah I am. Go get the lube and poppers. I want to watch your ass as you do.” Matt goes to the bedroom, grabs the lube and poppers from the nightstand, leaving the unused condoms there. Travis has fucked Matt bareback ever since Matt spread his legs for him the first night they hooked up. Matt likes it when Travis cums in his ass. Matt smiles as he leaves them in the drawer and closes it. He goes back to Travis, who is sitting on the couch stoking his cock out of his boxer flap. Matt hands Travis the lube and opens the poppers and takes two long hits in each nostril. Travis watches, lubes his cock and says, “Ride me Matty.” Matt straddles Travis’ cock, lines it up with his ass and slides down it. Travis loves how Matt looks when he rides his cock. Matt so clearly loves being fucked. Matt is feeling the poppers as his ass opens to take Travis cock in him. As he slides down to Travis balls, Matt moans a slow, “Ohhhhhhh. Fuuuuuckkkkkk.” Matt begins to ride Travis slowly. He needed this ever since Travis started playing with his hole at the bar. He takes another hit of poppers and with Travis’ hands on his ass cheeks, he begins to bounce of Travis cock. He is moaning. Travis takes the poppers and does a couple hits. Both boys are feeling the popper rush. They hear the door open and Paul laughs and says, “Don’t let us stop you.” Matt looks back and sees Paul at the door with the three guys he was at the bar with. Matt looks back at Travis, Travis holds the poppers up to Matt’s nose and Matt does a couple more hits. He rides Travis cock for a few more minutes. Matt is stroking his cock as he rides Travis. Travis is thrusting into Matt now. Matt says, “I’m gonna cum.” Travis says, “Me too. Tell me you want it.” Matt says, “Cum inside me. Breed me.” Travis grabs Matt’s hips and pulls him down on his cock. Travis cums in Matt’s ass and Matt starts cumming on Travis’s tee shirt. The guys with Paul cheer and laugh. Matt lifts off Travis cock and it slides out of him and some cum slides from Matt’s hole. Everyone can see Matt was riding bareback and got bred. Travis gets up off the couch and says, “I’m gonna shower.” Matt leans back on the couch recovering in a post haze fuck. He is naked, but doesn’t think about it at first since he has been mostly naked in Travis and Paul’s apartment for weeks. Paul takes the guys to the kitchen to put away their liquor and make some drinks. He calls out to Matt, “Want a drink?” Matt gets off the couch and goes into the kitchen and says, “Yeah thanks.” The guys tell Matt how hot that was to watch. They all agree. One of them says, “I wish I was dating someone so I could have unprotected sex.” Matt blushes and says, “Yeah it feels so much better.” Paul says, “Yeah it does Matt, you love getting fucked bareback don’t you?” Matt looks at Paul, wondering if Paul is going to want to fuck him in front of these guys. Matt says, “Yeah I do.” Paul smiles and says, “Travis load still in you?” Matt says yes and leans on the kitchen counter. Paul opens his jeans, puts his cock at Matt’s hole and slides in raw. The other guys watch as Matt takes Pauls’ fuck. Paul says, “Don’t worry guys. I have enough cock to fuck you later.” Matt feels this is going to be a quick fuck. He braces himself against the counter, spreads his legs a bit and lets Paul’s cock sink all the way in his ass. Paul fucks Matt like this for a few minutes and cums deep in Matt’s ass and he groans loudly. Matt and Paul disentangle themselves and go turn back to the boys. One black haired guy is staring at Paul’s cock and the two blondes are staring at Matt’s ass. Travis comes in from the shower and says, “I guess it’s gonna be one of those nights.” Matt looks at Travis to see if that was meant in jest or if he’s hurt. He can’t really tell, but Travis cock is tenting his shorts some. Matt gives Travis his own untouched drink. Paul makes Matt another. The guys start chatting with each other and with Travis. Travis asks Paul what caused this impromptu party and Paul says “There was some drama at the bar so we came back here for a few drinks and maybe some fun.” The black haired boy who had been staring at Paul’s cock after he’d fucked Matt says, “Didn’t realize the fun would start before the drinks.” The boys chuckle nervously. Paul kisses the black haired boy. Matt whispers to Travis, “Paul can sniff out the bottoms easily.” Travis chuckles. Travis says, “Let’s go sit down.” Travis takes the chair, the two blonde twinks take the couch, Paul stands behind the now shirtless black haired boy and is rubbing his sides and back. Matt realizes he is still naked, sees his briefs on the floor, blushes and bends over to pick them up. Travis says, “Don’t bother putting them on Matt. Come sit on my lap.” Matt sits on Travis’ lap and can feel Travis is hard again. The blonde twinks are watching Matt’s lithe runners’ body and are clearly hard in their shorts. One of the blonde twinks asks Matt how it feels to have cum inside him. Matt says, “Sometimes it makes me feel full, sometimes it makes my ass feel slick/wet like lube, and sometimes it doesn’t feel like anything. Right now I feel wet though.” Travis feels Matt’s hole and says, “Very wet.” The boys can hear Paul softly ask the black haired boy, “Do you want to feel wet inside?” The black haired boy looks into Paul’s face and says, “Yes.” Paul’s hands come around, undo the black haired boys shorts and slides the shorts and underwear to the floor. Paul says, “Spread your legs. I’m going to eat your ass.” The boy steps out of his shorts, spreads his legs and Paul drops to his knees and starts eating the guy’s ass. Matt gets hard watching the other bottom get his ass eaten. The blonde twinks are watching their friend get rimmed in front of them. They both look at each other and whip out their dicks to stroke them. Matt is watching the scene in Travis lap and feeling Travis’ cock get hard on his ass. Matt rubs his ass crack on Travis’ cock and Travis sighs appreciatively. One of the blonde twinks looks at Matt watching his cock and says, “Wanna suck it?” Matt looks at Travis, gets off his lap, bends over so his ass is facing Travis and licks the blonde’s cock. Matt says, “Tastes good.” Matt takes the cock in his mouth and the blonde twink moans. Matt reaches over to stroke the other blonde’s cock as he sucks his friend. Matt looks up at the twinks and says, “Sit closer together. I’ll suck you both.” The blondes drop their shorts and sit next to each other, hips touching, so Matt can alternate sucking their cocks. The blondes and Travis are watching naked Matt suck cock when they hear a grunt. Everyone looks over to see Paul is sliding his cock into the black haired guy, who is struggling to take it. Matt says, “Hot!” and turns around to keep sucking cock. Travis stands up, drops his shorts and slides his bare cock into Matt’s hole. Matt groans around the cock he’s sucking. Travis says, “Matt sucks dick like he’s starving, but his ass the best.” Paul is fucking the black haired guy against the wall now. Matt is sucking the blonde twinks’ cocks and getting fucked by Travis. This goes on for a few minutes. Paul says, “Wanna swap bottoms Trav?” The black haired boy looks a bit confused, but as Travis’ bare cock slides out of Matt’s ass, he stares at it and licks his lips. Paul’s bare cock slides out of his ass and the black haired guy says, “Fuck me. My ass feels empty.” Travis slides his bare cock into the black haired boy and Paul slides his cock into Matt. Matt adjusts to Paul’s cock easily. Paul is fucking Matt harder than Travis. It’s hard for Matt to suck the blonde twinks dicks now. Paul says, “Matt your ass is so great. Remember when I fucked you for the first time on this couch? How you guided my raw cock into your ass while Travis was getting us a condom, how you wanted it bare even when Travis gave us the condom, and begged for my load that night in front of Travis?” Matt says, “Yeah, it was so hot.” Paul says, “Does Travis have condoms in his room Matt?” Matt says yes. “But you aren’t using them are you? You like bare cocks in you don’t you? Matt says yes. “And if these guys want to fuck you tonight, will you make them use condoms?” Matt looks at the blonde twinks he just met tonight, feels a bit embarrassed, but remembers they already saw Paul and Travis breed his ass tonight and says, “No.” Paul says, “I’m close Matt. Want me to pull out? Matt looks at the twinks again, slightly hesitates but says, “Please cum in my ass. I want your load.” Paul grabs Matts hips, jams his cock inside him, cums in Matt’s ass, and roars a loud groan as he does. Travis turned on by the scene cums in the black haired boys ass. The black haired boy realizes he’s just been bred and says, “Oh shit, did you cum in me?” Travis says, “Yeah.” The black haired boy looks worried. He begins to feel his freshly bred ass. Paul pulls out of Matt’s ass and stands up. Matt slides his ass to the floor, turns around, leans back on the couch. Matt feels well fucked. Travis sits down and drinks his drink. Everyone is naked now. Paul goes over to the black haired boy and Paul’s hand is feeling his hole and ass saying how hot it feels. Matt is watching. He hasn’t cum since he was riding Travis earlier and he’s hard. When one of the blonde twinks leans over to kiss Matt, Matt kisses him back. The guy slides to the floor and keeps making out with Matt. Matt feels his back lowering to the floor as they make out. Matt pulls the twink on top of him, bends his legs so his feet are on the floor and his legs are on either side of the twink. The blonde’s cock is rock hard. It’s rubbing against Matt’s cock as they make out. Matt moves the blonde twink’s cock to his hole and says, “Do you want to fuck me?” The blonde doesn’t answer, but just pushes into Matt’s cum filled ass. The blonde twink looks like he’s in heaven as his cock slides all the way inside Matt. “First time fucking bareback?,” asks Paul. The blonde twink can’t answer because as he is pulling back to start fucking Matt, he starts to cum inside Matt. Matt holds the blonde twink on top of him who is clearly in ecstasy and strokes his back. The guy inside Matt says, “Oh my God! It’s still shooting. I think I’ve shot in you 7 or 8 times.” The blonde twink sighs and rests his head on Matt’s chest. Clearly in a post fuck haze. Travis looks at the other blonde stroking his hard dick and says, “You haven’t cum. You want to fuck or get fucked? I think Paul is up for some more ass.” The second blonde twink says, “I want to top.” Paul asks, “Want to fuck Matt or your friend over here?” The black haired boy looks concerned as his ass has just been offered to another guy and this time it’s his friend. The second blonde twink says, “I want Matt’s ass.” The first blonde pulls out of Matt slowly and struggles to stand up. Travis chuckles and helps him up and gives him his drink. The second blonde twink excitedly slides off the couch, positions his bare cock at Matt’s hole and slides inside him. He is balls deep quickly and fucking Matt decisively. In this position the top is rubbing Matt’s prostate directly as they fuck. Matt is moaning and leaking pre-cum as he gets fucked. He and the second blonde get a rhythm to their fuck. Matt is stroking his cock. He says, “I’m going to cum soon.” The blonde twink inside him says, “Me too.” Matt says, “Cum inside me.” The twink shudders and cries out as he cums inside Matt. Matt feels the cum on the inside walls of his ass. That feeling makes Matt shoot his load all over his abs and chest. Matt and the fourth guy to breed him tonight disentangle themselves. Matt leans on the couch for a minute while seated on the floor. Paul takes the black haired twink by his hand to the bedroom. The blonde twinks talk with Travis and Matt for a few minutes before they decide to head out. After they leave, Travis sends Matt to the bathroom to clean up. Travis goes to bed. About 15 minutes later, Matt is out of the shower and can hear the black haired guy begging Paul for his load. Matt chuckles and thinks “Once you go bare, you never go back.” He smiles and walks to Travis room and gets in bed.

When I was younger there was a rough trade top I liked playing with at the State Park near my house. He drove a red Pontiac and always wore jeans and a retro t shirt. He looked like one of the guys you see in gay vintage films and magazines. He had longer hair and a mustache plus a deep rumbling voice. The first time I met him, his partner and he, raped me in the pump house. But that's another story. Chris was his name, and he loved risky sex with young bottoms. He thought nothing of pulling me down on his cock on one of many cruisng / hiking trails around the park. One day he had me riding his 10 inch cock, and a young family passed us on the upper trail. He just turned me on my side and reamed me harder. It was all I could do to keep from yelling. One time he fucked me in his car up at the old gravel pit. He was rough because no one could hear me yell when he pummeled me, pulled my, hair, and held my arm behind my back after throwing me to the ground and long dicking me. Another time we fucked at the old abandoned house down the road from my place on the rivers edge. He was waiting on an old mattress wearing a white t shirt, jeans and aviators. I was wearing cut offs and a Union Pacific t shirt, which didn't matter as he quickly tore my clothes off. He forced his cock down my throat. And then he pinned me down and told me he was gonna rape my hole. I was scared of him, but turned on by his masculinity from his dark furry chest to his treasure tail leading to his giant chock. His legs where powerful and furry as well. After he was hard he grabbed me flipped me around on the mattress, and he threw my barley legal legs over my head, and told me he was going to rape my hole and it was gonna hurt. He plunged in with one stroke, and I cried out. He then shoved my under wear in my mouth and slapped me. He fucked me so hard I could not breathe. And he kept punching my chest, slapping my face, and toward the end when he was getting close he squeezed my nuts hard to make me clench my hole on his dick. He came in me raw every time. He and his partner where known for raping young men around the valley. I was no different. I was hooked on rough sex. I always fantasized about the day they took me in the pump house, but I always worried about playing raw. But the sex was good. The man was scary. It was a thrilling ride evertime. One time, riding his cock like a slut in the front of his car, he asked me to come stay with him and his partner. He said they liked tieing guys up, flogging them, and making guys wear rubber. He wanted me to be their slave for a few days. I told him I would think about it. My favorite session with him at the park was in the men's room. It was known for cruising, and he met me in the last stall. I gagged on his dick for a while, and then he turned me around and placed me on his dick tip. He was sitting on the toilet, and he started slowly forcing me down on his 10 inches of thick dom top cock until I felt his pubes grind my smooth ass. He then started picking me up and slamming me down on his cock. About 15 strokes in and we hear gravel crunching outside. We pause with his dick still inside of me. Into the rest room come two police officers. Chris just used his legs to kick mine up to either side of our stall door, put his hand over my mouth and starts fucking me again with the police just feet away. I swear if possible he was harder. I was scared, but turned on. I came hands free, spraying the stall door and the floor. Luckily the cops didn't notice my cum spatter the linoleum. As Chris kept fucking my spasming hole, one of the cops took a piss while the other left. Then the second officer paused to listen, and left as well Chris took his hand off my mouth, and I felt his dick and balls tighten before he coated my innards with his cum, so much it overflowed my hole and ran down my leg. He pinched my nipples hard and gruffly said, " Good job. Boy." I'm not sure what happened to Chris or his partner in crime. But I sure wish I had taken him up to be his slave boy.

When I was in grad school in Northern Idaho there was an older man named Kevin who was infamous for throwing wild parties in Pullman. I was a regular at his house, but naive enough to think there weren't any extra things besides sex going on. One day I went over and Kevin was busy on the phone with someone. He paused the phone long enough to tell me he was busy, but I could go back and use the Washington State University baseball player in the back. I had my curiously piqued, and went back to see what Kevin was talking about. I stripped down to nothing and went into the back bedroom. And there. in the corner, just as Kevin had promised, llaying on a futon was a gorgeous young man with sandy brown hair, a muscular lean build, smooth body yet tan from the sun. He had blue vacant eyes. He was naked folded at the waist with his legs over his head tired to the bed stead. I said hello. He said Hi. Then I kneeled down on the futon already rock hard and sank into the ball player to the hilt in one stroke. He moaned but seemed out of it a bit. I fucked him for at least 30 minutes until I came inside him. Huge spurts. I raised out of him and my cum, and maybe a few other'e loads leaked out of his gaping hole. I lied to him for some reason, and said I wore a condom. He didn't seem to care either way and just said "okay." I said thanks, and zipped up. I saw him again two weeks later, and he was in the same place, same pose. Again i shoved into his tight sleeve until my pubes mashed into his. He made the tiniest of grunts. I pile drived him to get a reaction, and he took the abuse without complaint. I announced I was coming inside him, and he didn't care. I shoved two fingers in his cummy hole and put them in his mouth and he cleaned them off without complaint. I made him clean my dick off and I said thank you and left the beautiful ball player in the position I found him in. I asked Kevin what was up, and he said the guy owed him some money. I didn't suspect anything but kinky play at the time, but now I am pretty sure my buddy was dealing and the guy owed him money. Win. Win. For me.

I'm not much of a top, but I guess if anyone wants to suck it I wouldn't complain. 😉

I picked up an old medical exam table with stirrups and I love being fisted on my back on that.

People don’t read. Electronic media since the rise first of radio, then drastically of television, have been pulling people’s attention away from the written word. The need to condense information into ever-smaller packets to meet the requirements of broadcast formats, and to make more and more room for commercial advertising, gradually shrank the size of the information segment the common viewer expected, and as expectations shrank, so did patience, attention span, and the ability to engage in cognitive depth. Fast (like, zoomy) forward to today’s apps in the (pending) post-Twitter age when the damage has been done, and you find that text information is expected in tiny spoonfuls, if it absolutely must be tolerated at all, and most information is at least accompanied by images, graphics, and other visual symbolic representation that attempts to convey increasingly complex concepts via simple symbols, and increasingly fails because people are no longer being taught how to think - only to react. This post has already vastly exceeded most users’ TL;DR threshold, and this is only the third full paragraph. No one is reading profiles because modern electronic media conditions them that everything important is visible at a glance, and that anything additional will be spoon-fed to them. Them asking you what you’re into is them coming up with their mouth open waiting for the spoon. They can no longer feed themselves. We are a civilization in decline.

I would strongly suggest finding a therapist to talk to about this. Sexuality is a scale and few guys are all straight or all gay, most are in the middle somewhere. Sexuality is also fluid. You may not have been attracted to guys before but now are, nothing wrong there. Also, please consider this. You are grappling with insecurities and doubts. You look at Tom and see a confident self-assured man. You wish you could be him. Perhaps you'd like him to be your protector or maybe a father figure of sorts, perhaps a mentor. We often confuse these feelings with sexual attraction but the truth is it gets blurry and confused. Being a father is challenging and confusing as well as frustrating. Perhaps you're feeling inadequate or not up to the task of being a father and a husband. That's understandable. We all have feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt. Talking this over with a therapist will likely help sort things. But some of the behavior you describe is a bit unusual and odd quite frankly, bordering on obsessive. I don't say that to judge, but thats indicative that you need some help.

Part 4 I didn’t get good sleep. I woke up sometime later in the night. I was face down on the couch with my knees on the floor. I was groggy and my ass was still sore, thanks to the bathroom guy. Ah shit speaking of which, I was still filled with his piss and cum. “Look who’s awake. Have a fun time out?” Vince was on the couch next to me, he had a hand on my back rubbing me. “It was fine. I think I had too much to drink.” Vince got up and started playing with my ass. Sticking his fingers in me. “I’ll bet you did. A little birdie told me you had some interesting fun at the urinals.” He was slowly finger fucking me. I was too tired to resist and I was still a bit intoxicated from earlier. “You know about that? Did you tell that guy about me?” He pulled his fingers out and sucked on them, then shoved them back in. “I tell all my friends about the boys I fuck. Gotta admit, I was shocked when Harold told me about what all you did. No one hooks up with Harold. He’s definitely an acquired taste and a bit touched in the head. I didn’t know you were so turned on by his type. Shame on you Mark. You let him breed you before me? That’s not fair.” Vince pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He slid two thirds of the length in me and started pumping his meat in my ass. “Mmm… that guy wasn’t my type. He forced himself on me.” “He said you grabbed his dick at the urinals and forced it in your ass. I heard you moaned and begged for his cum. He said you also insisted on licking his feet. Dirty boy. You must be a secret kink whore when I’m not around. You didn’t have to force him though. You’re exactly his type.” He was picking up the pace. His fucking was more intense as he was getting into it. What the hell was that Harold guy saying about me? That’s not what happened! He crawled all over me! Oh god Vince’s cock was feeling really good. But it was still worn out from earlier. “Vince, my ass has already been fucked today, can you.. oh… can you please give me a break?” Vince was fucking me faster. His breathing was heavy. “Oof! Once I shoot this load off I’ll let you rest. Oh yeah! You need to take me cum. You owe me.” “Uh, no Vince, you can’t cum in me.” “Just a moment. I’ll pull out in a moment.” His cock was drilling deep. I don’t think all of it was inside me but it felt like most of it was. It was driving me crazy and it was feeling good. I gritted my teeth and endured his assault, waiting for him to take it out of me. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck mark!” Vince’s thrusting was slamming into me with such force it felt like I was splitting in two and I couldn’t think straight. My poor guts were being terrorized by his fleshy broom handle. *slam slam slam slam “AAAAGH!!!” Vince’s hips slammed forward and I felt his hips smack up against my ass. ‘Oh fuck he’s fully inside me!’ My insides felts like they were on the brink of being ruptured. In that moments I could feel every thing. The pulsing of his cock, the jet streams of his thick gelatinous cum blasting out and crawling it’s way up in my intestines. His balls pressing up against me were twitching too and I could feel the all the motions of his -Mmm- the cum leaving his balls, traveling down his long shaft and firing into my tenderized guts like a water jet. “Ugh.. no…” is all I could say as Vince collapsed on top of me. His cock slowly, periodically fucking it’s load deeper. “Woo, about time I filled you with my poz cum. It was only a matter of time.” “Vince, why would you do that?“ He came in me! Vince actually came in me! Oh god no, I need to get it out. I need to do something. I can’t let this stuff set in. He got up and pulled his long dick out of me. It was coated in a yellow white cum gloss. “You were nude on display. You were asking for it. Besides you let Harold fuck you. He may not be poz but it certainly takes a deep depravity to let him anywhere near you.” He slapped my ass and stood up. “Okay who wants next?” Next? Who was he talking too? Then I felt a new pair of hands on my ass. Vince was on the other side of the couch, watching. Someone else was here? I looked over my shoulder and saw some middle aged guy with a pot belly behind me as he slammed his cock in my ass. “Ow shit! Vince what’s going on?” “I brought a couple friends over for a group fuck but when we got here you were all naked and ready to go. So everyone thought it was best to make you the center of attention.” The middle aged guy was all ready getting to work on my ass. Fucking me sloppy. He was big but not freakishly big like Vince so it was actually enjoyable to a degree. “Ah, I need to leave. I…” I could barely speak. My ass felt good from the smaller dick going to town, plowing away. “Not yet boy. You’re gonna take my cum. Your ass is so used and messed up, but I’m fine with it.” The guy liked to talk while he fucked me. “Yeah, how much dick have you taken today? You’re a dirty slut and you love it.” I didn’t like the talk but I did like his technique. He was hitting all the right spots. But as much as I was liking it, I still needed to find a way to clean my self out. It’s not too late to- “AAH fuck! Yeah” The guy reached his finish line and I felt him shoot his load up in me as well. Fuck, another anonymous load in me. “Now can I go?” “Not yet. You have one more guest to take care of.” Vince pointed to a bear walking towards me. “Mr. Lopez?!” What the actual fuck?! It was my English teacher! What the fuck was he doing here?! “Hi there Mark, I knew Vince since before you started class. I always kept my distance but I guess there’s no point in that now. This should be fun. And no, I’m not excusing your paper if it comes in late.” Mr. Lopez got behind me and grabbed my legs. He flipped me over so I was facing him. He stuck his cock in my face which was nice and thick and around 6 or 7 inches. He was slapping my face with it. “You’re going to be a good student and suck your teachers cock.” I can’t believe this was happening. How has Vince managed to infiltrate so many aspects of my life? I can’t go to the bars or school without running into someone within his circle. Mr. Lopez’s cock was pointed at my mouth. The other guys were standing around me. I felt like I had no choice. I opened my mouth and let my teacher fuck my face. “That’s a good student. A for effort.” I worked my mouth on him while he slid it in and out. Vince had my phone and was filming me. “This will make a nice home video.” I continued to suck my teachers cock. It taste salty and I liked it. I was crossing so many lines today, but at this point I felt too far gone. I threw out my reservations and just enjoyed the cock in my mouth. Mr. Lopez had a bearish belly but he was decently muscular too. I never thought of him sexually before but in this situation he was kinda hot. He fucked my mouth faster and he seemed to get pretty close. “Why don’t you shoot it up his ass? Add to the collection.” The middle aged guy suggested. “Nah, he has Vince’s nasty load up there. I don’t want that in my dick. I don’t plan on catching the bug. This kid is damaged goods now so I’ll shoot my last load in his mouth this time.” This time? What did he mean by that? “Oops, looks like Mr. Lopez spoiled the surprise. Yeah Mark, we couldn’t wait for you to wake up when we got here so we all took turns fucking your ass. Some of us went twice.” Vince laughed like it was some big joke to him. How many loads were in me? I can’t keep track anymore. Fuck it, I don’t care. I put my hands on Mr. Lopez’s ass and rubbed it as I sucked him. “Ooh yeah, the kid is getting into it. It’ll be interesting keeping him after class. Oh fuck here it comes.” He fucked my mouth and hit the back of my throat as he grunted and came in me. I swallowed in sync with his jets. “Ahh nice. Yeah I’m spent now.” Mr. Lopez seemed satisfied, and with the last of them finishing off inside me perhaps I could find and opportunity to get away. “ -This made me think of you dad.- aaaand send.” Vince was doing something with my phone. “There we go Mark, just sent a video of you sucking off your teacher to your father. That will make for an interesting dinner table discussion.” He what?! Vince put my phone on the kitchen counter away from the main action. Immediately I could hear the vibration of an incoming call. There was no way I was going to answer that. What the hell would I say? ‘Sorry dad a guy from a gay party sent that as a joke?’ Oh… Well yeah, I guess I could say that. But still that’s going to make for one hell of an awkward conversation. The phone call stopped and a flurry of texts vibrated in. Oh boy. I don’t want to deal with that. “Well this was fun Vince but I’m exausted.” One of the guys said. “Yeah, the kid is too gross at this point for me to have anymore interest.” Another said. “Alright boys, thanks for stopping by. I’ll make sure Mark gets properly ruined through the night.” Vince and the others got dressed and headed out. He sent them on their way and I was once again left alone with him. Vince got down to my level and grabbed my chin. “So Mark, how’s it feel to be a used poz slut?” He looked at me with a devilish grin. He seemed proud of himself. “I need to go to the bathroom.” I moved his hand away and sorely walked to the bathroom and shut the door. My heart was beating fast and I felt a wave of anxiety over me. Oh god, why did things have to end up like this? I tried my best to evacuate everything the men put in me. The cum, the piss. There was so much of it. Nothing else in my guts contained anything else but white and yellow. This is my life now? Being a dirty kink slut? Sure, some of it I do like. Hell a lot of it was actually really hot. But I didn’t think I would downfall so far so fast. After I finally got a shower in and some heavy douching, I spent a long time in the bathroom. Not because I had anything left to do there. But because I was lost in thought. I figured I might do pep tomorrow but wouldn’t Vince just fuck the hell out of me again and again till it stuck? I didn’t know what to do. What I did want was to go to bed. I got out of the bathroom and was heading to my bedroom in the nude when Vince got my attention. “Oh Mark finally. Your boyfriend is here. He’s waiting in your room.” “Boyfriend?” I don’t have a boyfriend. What was he talking about? I walked to my bedroom door and slowly opened it. “Have fun you two. Don’t worry, I’m pretty much done with you now Mark. I’ll let you to have plenty of quality time together, he he.” In the bedroom. Laying in my bed was the creepy guy from the bar, Harold. He was naked and playing with his cock. “Mmm nice to see you again. Come here.” “Dude what are you doing here?!” He actually came to my place? Oh jeeze I can’t handle this right now. I walked over to grab his arm and guide him out but as soon as I got close he grabbed me and pulled me on the bed, and rolled on top of me. “Mmm sweet boy.” He grabbed my face and kissed me deep, shoving his tongue in my mouth. His saliva taste like cock or balls or something salty and musky. His lips were thick, sucking my face. Fuck his tongue was freakishly huge and slimy! He was reaching it all the way in my mouth. It danced around like a swirling eel. I pushed against him but he was sweaty and too heavy to moved. He broke the kiss and let me up for air. Spit stringing between our mouths. I coughed as I gasped. “I don’t know what you told Vince but this isn’t okay. You can’t just show up here.” He was shifting his weight on me. He moved up to sit on my chest. It was hard to breath. “We need to finish what we started.” Harold stood out on the bead and turned around. I saw the familiar sight of his big ass being spread open as he brought it down on me. “Dude wait!” I put my hands up like last time but it was harder to hold him back. My face went in his ass again and his sweaty moist pucker was reaching for my mouth. It was getting closer and I could feel his juices drip down on my lips. “Mmm don’t fight it. Kiss it. Let it know you love it.” My arms were getting weak fast. I couldn’t get out from under him and he was determined to plant his asshole on my mouth. I was tired and broken from the events of today. There was no escaping it. So I decided to give in. I let go of his ass and let him have his way. I figured I might as well rim him since I’ve already been sullied by so many others in so many ways. His hole pressed against mine and it felt like it was making out with me. I opened up and stuck my tongue inside him. His ass taste salty and sweaty, it was a strong taste but I managed to handle it. I swirled my tongue in him and his hole opened and closed with a strong suction as if it was trying to suck my tongue inside him. “Awww, that’s where you belong. Lick me deep. Enjoy your dinner.” I got used to the taste of his ass after a while. I was able to notice his asshole was fairly juicy and smooth. After the initial shock it turned out to not be that bad. He moved around a bit so I could breathe through my nose here and there but he kept his ass planted on my mouth, grinding down and moaning as I worked my way inside him. I must have licked his ass for long time. My jaw was tired and my tongue was worn out. I had to think of something to give my mouth a rest so I reached between his legs and jacked his cock. It was hard and covered in pre. He got the hint and got up off of me. But he got between my legs and leaned over to lick my mouth and face. He wanted to taste himself on me. He stuck his tongue back in my mouth and made out with me more. I didn’t know what to do with my hands so I put them on his shoulders. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me tighter against him. He grabbed my legs and spread them. I could tell he was going to try and fuck me again so I rolled over off the bed and went to the door and opened it. “Okay that’s it. Time to go.” I told him. He was on his back laying in bed looking at me. “Don’t you want these?” “Want what?” He wiggled his toes and I noticed the bottoms of his feet pointing at me. Big, plump, slightly dirty. I wanted him gone but as soon as I saw his feet I had a carnal urge welling up that my head I was fighting against. My cock got hard. My mouth salivated. I didn’t know why I was so transfixed on them. I looked back at the door and back at his feet, struggling with what to do. Fuck it. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between his huge stompers. They covered my whole face and were hot and sweaty with a strong smell. So many people were having their way with me that I wanted to have my way with something. And apparently this has rapid fire become a huge kink for me. I would never say this out loud but this was heaven. The large soft soles, the round toes, the taste, the smell, the subjugation, I fucking loved it. Damn it, I’m a foot sub, I can accept that. I just want to feel them, taste them, rub them on my face. I ran my tongue up and down his soles, savoring their flavor and kissing the heels. I work my way all over the area before moving up to the toes and kissed them then sucked on each one. I tried to shove his foot in my mouth as deep as I could. His other foot caressed my face while I worked it in. I could feel my cock licking pre as I was getting lost in the moment of the foot worship. It was the most erotic thing I’ve ever done. At least to me it was. I was rock hard and throbbing but I still held the feet to my face pressing them in. I felt like I was smothering myself in them. I could feel myself building up. As I licked and rubbed all over them, I was turned on to level I never had been before. Just when I felt like it couldn’t get anymore hot. My cock shot it’s wad hard. I came hands free for the first time and it was all because of the huge erotic feet in my face. I came up from them and looked at them. They were clean and glistening from my slobber all over them. The guy they belong to looked pleased with my work. I was a little lightheaded. I must have really gone into it hard. I looked at my clock. I was at it for 45 minutes? Wow that’s longer then I thought. Harold sat up and his cock was pointing straight at me. I guess he wanted me to suck it. I might as well. It wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve done with him. I opened my mouth and he shoved it in. It had a strong flavor but his ass and feet were stronger so this wasn’t so bad. I worked my mouth up and down on his shaft for a moment but Harold put his hands on the back of my head and pressed me into him. “Time to drink my piss.” He’s going to piss in my mouth?! As soon as he said that his cock erupted a hot flow of tangy piss in my mouth. I wasn’t ready for it and it burst out from my lips and rand down my chin a little. I didn’t want him pissing all over my room so I clamped my lips around his shaft and gulped down as fast as I could. It was my first time drinking piss from a guy, and I was struggling to swallow it all. My stomach was getting full and I needed air. His stream slowed and I was finally getting to the end of it. I sucked out the last few drops and pulled away to catch my breath. “Fuck I can’t believe I did that.” “I knew you’d love my piss. You’ll love everything I have to give you. Get on the bed and spread you ass for me. I wanna fuck.” He grabbed me and pulled me on the bed. I was on my back and Harold spread my legs and got between them. His cock was pointed at my ass and he was getting ready to shove it in. The large cock head pressed against my hole and his arms held my legs apart. “Not this again. Haven’t you had enough?” He jammed it in me and started fucking me like how he did in the bar. Rough and ravenous. It wasn’t the best form but the girth of his cock still stretched my ass wide and I was struggling to manage it even though I had been used by so many guys tonight as is. He was thicker then the rest. He let his body down and fucked me missionary. Wrapping his arms around my torso and shoving his huge tongue in my mouth as he fucked me. He was so big, my body felt like it was disappearing under him. Then I heard the door open. Vince came in the room. He was hard again and was doing something I couldn’t see. “Aw what a lovely couple. Don’t mind me love birds I was just bringing in some things.” Harold looked over to him, his thrusting in my ass never stopped. “Shove that cock in my ass. I want to shit your cum out in this boys mouth.” “No thanks Harold. I may have no standards. But even I wouldn’t go anywhere near your ass.” “He loved eating it earlier. Slurped me all up like a good boy.” “Ew really? Wow I really misjudged you Mark. You’re a braver man then I.” I couldn’t speak to defend myself. Harold’s fucking was so hard that I couldn’t form words. The two of them were having a casual conversation while I was getting jackhammered by Harold’s short fat cock. At some point Harold convinced Vince to let him suck his cock. He was sucking Vince while he fucked me. Vince got on the bed and his balls were slapping me in the face while he fucked Harold’s mouth. This was a threesome I never thought I would be a part of. But admittedly Harold’s fucking was feeling pretty good once my ass was used to his girthy cock. I tried to make the most out of the situation and I opened my mouth to suck on his balls. I got one of his massive plumb balls in my mouth and was gently sucking it. That did it for him. I felt his balls tremble in my mouth as Vince let out a grunt. He shot what I am sure was a huge load of thick cum in Harold’s mouth. He finished up and got up off the bed. His cock dribbling post cum on my forehead. Harold looked at me with his lips closed and his cheeks puffed. He hadn’t swallowed the cum and his mouth was full. He brought his face down on me again and pressed his thick juicy lips against mine and spat Vince’s cum in my mouth. He used his big tongue to push it all to the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow it all. Vince stood in the corner of the room watching Harold on top of me drilling away. Casually playing with his cock. He had my phone in his hand filming us. “Oh yeah. Here it comes. Im gonna shoot my sperm in you!” “Woo, shoot it Harold. Seed that slut.” Vince cheered. Harold kept holding me tight as his face contorted, working up to his orgasm. I didn’t bother with stopping him. His cock felt good and I figured I was already damaged goods so what was one more load? “Aargh!! Ahh!” Harold slammed into me and unloaded his balls. I felt him pulse several times. My sore tenderized ass could feel every spurt inject into me. He awkwardly looked me in the eye with every burst of cum. He wanted to see the look on my face as he emptied himself in my ass. When he was done he laid on top of me, his cock slipped out and I could feel his cum licking out of me. We laid there for a while covered in sweat and sex fluids. Despite it being Harold, the molesting creep from the bathroom, I managed to enjoy it. “Everything look in order Harold?” “Yeah that’s all of it. Thanks.“ I looked over and I saw two large suitcases in my room. What were those for? When did they get here? Harold got up and unzipped one of them. He pulled out some clothes and was arranging them in my dresser. “What are you doing?“ “Oh did I forget to mention Mark? Harold here is so smitten with you that I decided to let him move in with us. He will be sleeping with you in your room naturally.“ I got out of bed but I was too sore to stand up. I was on my hands and knees. “What? He can’t sleep in my room.“ Harold walked over to me and stepped on me. Pinning me to the ground. He moved his foot up to my face and was rubbing me with it. An erotic wave of carnal desire for his big beautiful foot washed over me again and I immediately got hard. “Be honest boy. Do you love my feet?” I didn’t want to answer but the horny side of my brain took over. “Yes.“ “Do you want to taste these feet every day?“ “Yes.“ “Then I will be staying here with you from now on. Hey Vince. Do you want one last go at his ass? He’s my property now but I will let you blow one last load in him.“ “Eh, fine. Might as well…” Vince got behind me and pointed his cock at my ass. He pushed in with little resistance and slid all the way down to the base. He got every inch in me in one go. It didn’t hurt so bad, I was getting used to it. I was getting used to a lot of things. He kept himself firmly planted in me as he watched me lick Harold’s feet. I was moaning as I stuck my tongue between his toes. “Mmmh, go ahead Vince. Fuck me. I don’t care. Demolish me with your fantastic horse cock.“ Instead of fucking me. Vince pulled his cock out. “Uh, nah. I’m good. I already shot plenty in him today. He’s clearly your toy now Harold. He’s no fun anymore.” I was only half paying attention to what he was saying. The foot domination was blanking out my mind. In that state I didn’t care about anything. All I wanted to do was be beneath them. And if Harold was going to live with me then so be it. If he wanted to tell people I was his boyfriend, fine whatever. I’ll lick his feet every day. I’ll let him fuck me, piss inside me, drink his piss, eat his ass. Anything he wants. I just want to be a foot slut for him. I will do anything for these feet.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Jake was walking his bike down the street on an abnormally hot spring evening when he heard a familiar voice running up from behind him. Jake turned around and recognized his next door neighbor slowing down from his run. “What seems to be the problem?”, he asked. “Oh hey Mr. Cox. My bike has a flat.” Jake explained. “Sorry to to hear that and you can call me Tyler. When you call me Mr. Cox it makes me feel old” , Tyler said with a chuckle. “Ok, Tyler” Jake replied with a smile as he admired the sweaty shirtless man in his thin athletic shorts. “I’ve got a new tube in my garage. I can probably replace yours in 5 minute if you’d like”, Tyler offered. “That’d be great!” Jake exclaimed with a bright smile. As they walked back to Tyler’s garage, Jake relishes the view of Tyler’s hairy half naked body. He had admired his tall, muscular neighbor from afar for some time. His bedroom window Looks onto Tyler’s bathroom window and on occasion Jake would catch glimpses of Tyler undressing and showering even jerking off and Jake has gotten in the habit of Jerking off to these views. “So your dad tells me that you're almost done with the baseball season and that this will be your last season”, Tyler states as they walk toward his garage. “Yes sir, two more games and then I graduate next month. Jake responds. “That’s great! Your dad also said you’ll be playing baseball in college in the fall as well. All that ball playing explains how well developed you body has become. You’ve grown so fast. Pretty soon you’ll be bigger than me”, Tyler says with a smile and patty Jake on the shoulder. Jake blushes and says, “I don’t know about that sir but I do work out and the coaches train us hard”. “I’m sure they do” Tyler says as he licks his lips and his mind begins to wonder before they arrive at his garage. They enter the garage and Tyler closes the door behind them. He turned the bike over the makes the needed repairs as Jake assists. As they finish the work. Jake finds himself staring at Tyler’s towering frame. His body still glistening from the sweaty run. His eye wander down his hairy, muscular chest and down to the his tight run shorts where he observes a growing bulge pushing through the thin fabric. Tyler stares at Jake With a devilish grin and asked, “like what you see Jake?” Jake blushed but continued to stare at the now straining bulge in Tyler’s athletic shorts. “Wanna see it?”, Tyler asked. Jake licked his lips and innocently looked up at Tyler and replied, “Yes sir”. “Go ahead” Tyler encourages. Jake pulls on the waistband of the thin athletic short and pulls down. What was revealed before him was the largest dick he’d ever see. It was over 9 inches long, thick and veiny with a thick bush of hair surrounding the shaft. His heart raced with excitement and his dick began to stir in his shorts and adjusts it. “Want to touch it?” Tyler asked. Jake nodded and wrapped his hand around the massive member and gently began to rub. Tyler let out a soft moan and his cock immediately started to leak. The clear liquid lubricating his now rock hard dick. “Jake do you want to taste it?” Tyler asked. Again Jake nodded his head in agreement and proceeded to first lick the head and shaft and then engulfing the mushroom head with his mouth. Tyler let out a low guttural moan. Tyler then pulled his dick out of the willing mouth and positioned the back of Jake’s head against the wall Of the garage. Jake released his now hard dick and began stroking. Tyler re inserted his massive member into the young stud’s hungry mouth and begins to face fuck him. Slowly as first and then picking up the pace. Looking at his huge tool disappear into this young man’s mouth he sternly instructs Jake to relax his throat. Jake struggles to take Tyler's massive cock as Tyler’s massive hairy balls slap at his chin. “I always knew you wanted this cock boy”, Tyler Exclaims as his orgasm builds. “Now it's time for you to take my dirty load….. fuuuccck!”. Tyler’s cock head flares deep in Jake’s throat and begins to shoot ropes and ropes of cum down Jake’s throat. “TAKE MY FUCKIN ‘ LOAD !” Tyler grits through his teeth as he floods Jake’s throat. Jake completely shocked by the massive load, Struggles to gulp down every drop and only after Tyler’s orgasm slowly subsides does Jake realize when he looks down that his hard cock has shot hands free. After; Both studs struggle to catch their breath. Jake’s mind races at the events that have just taken place. Tyler gently rubs Jake ‘s head in encouragement, “You’re a natural. That was so hot.” He says with a huge grin on his face as he pulls up his athletic shorts over his semi hard dick. “Thanks!” Jake exclaimed still trying to catch his breath. “Looks like you enjoyed yourself too judging from the pool of cum on the garage floor”, Tyler says with a laugh as he helps Jake off the floor and Jake pulls up his pants. “Ha! Yeah sorry about that”, Jack says a little embarrassed. “Don’t apologize you should be proud of that load”, Tyler says ‘Yes sir’ is the only think he can think to say Jake begins to collect his bike and says that he should be getting home. As Jake leaves Tyler says, ‘If you're interested in more fun you know where I live’. Jake smiles back and simply say , ‘okay’,

This story is based on the situation described in phxchub's wonderful story that you can read here: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/59763-watch-out-for-scorpions-in-the-desert/ I hope he doesn't mind me stealing his ideas and telling the story from another character's view. Watch Out For Scorpions In The Desert 2 There is a place in the desert a ways outside of Phoenix that is sort of Arizona's version of the famed Hampstead Heath. There were hiking trails and one particular spot where there was a wide, low boulder in a clearing surrounded by trees where guys liked to gather at night. One cloudy night while my wide ass was getting pounded I noticed a guy who appeared to be a newbie walk up. Seeing the action he was obviously excited as his basketball shorts were tenting and he pulled the waistband down and started to stroke his dick. It was a busy night at the rock and the sight and sounds of several guys on the boulder with guys fucking them must have been turning him on. You could hear the slap of skin on skin and the moans and groans of the guys. It didn't take long before another guy started to feel him up and I saw him start to return the feel. They obviously both wanted the same thing because before long he moved to the free spot on the boulder next to me and hiked his shorts down to his knees. The other guy wasted no time in getting in behind his chubby ass and starting to slide his long thin dick in the offered up butt crack. I could hear the top guy grunt with pleasure as I knew his dick was starting to make entry into the newcomer's hole. Both of them groaned out into the night as the top guy's dick slid in and he started to push in and out, his hips bouncing on the fat cheeks. Another guy spoke "Fuck that faggot good!" as he was stroking his prick and watching as the two were moaning and groaning with pleasure. The top guy sped up the pace, taking the advice of the watcher, gripping the bottom guy's hips to pull him back into his eager thrusts. All of a sudden I heard a gasp and I felt the dick in my ass swell up and fully hilt itself into me and I felt warm pulses of cum jetting deep inside. He ground his hips on my ass for only a few seconds before pulling out and quickly another top guy took his place, sliding his big dick into my now well lubed hole and making me gasp out "Fuck yeah". The other bottom's top guy, who had seemed to slow down to watch me get the load pumped into my ass picked his pace back up making the bottm let out a little yelp and then a loud moan as he was now getting pounded harder. It didn't take long before the top started to shake convulsively and then fall on the bottom, obviously pumping a big load into the lucky man's ass. As the top pulled his dick out with a pop I saw the guy who had been watching waste no time in moving behind the panting bottom who barely had time to look back as the guy pushed him back down onto the boulder and start slapping his dick on the gaping hole. "Oh fuck, fuck me please" the bottom moaned as he looked back over his shoulder and raised his ass giving the fat uncut dick a good angle to work into the stretched and dripping hole. As the top guy was working his head into the eager hole the clouds started to part and he moonlight shone through the trees surrounding the clearing. It was then that I saw the bottom's eyes pop wide open and I knew that he had seen the tattoo on the top guy. A scorpion surrounded by a red biohazard symbol on his pec. I could see the bottom was now looking around and quickly realized many of the top and bottom guys had their own tattoos displaying their status. Instead of pulling away I heard the bottom moan in response to the groan of the top and I knew the dick was starting slide in and out with long strokes as the top started to fuck harder and faster. I knew that unlike me he probably hadn't come here looking to be filled with poz loads, but I could tell by his moans of pleasure and the look on his face that he was now another cumdump for poz dick and wouldn't be leaving until his hole was dripping with many men's charged seed. Maybe he'd even brought condoms with him, but like my first time at the rock, he'd gotten caught in the moment and forgotten all about them. I had done so too, many months ago but next time I am sure he wouldn't bother to bring them. I could tell he had accepted his fate so after the other guy was done I got up and moved around behind him to share my strain, my own biohazard tramp stamp showing in the moonlight, having been hidden by the hips of the guys who had been fucking me. It didn't take long for my unmedicated load to join the previous two inside his by now well pozzed ass. They say to watch out for scorpions out here, but that is not the only kind of sting you need to worry about.

Total gay cumdump bottom fag here, just a piece of ass for all cocks and loads!!

Cum in my ass! I just love cum in my ass!

I would prefer an open relationship. although cheating is a fantasy for many, I think in the real world it’s not practical if you are generally looking to find a partner ( and stay with them lol ) And plus I want my partner to whore me out 😇

The heat is still pretty bad here in Dallas so there's more guys on apps rather than out on the trails and I got messaged by this skinny white guy this morning. Slender smooth body, 20, about 6' tall, long lanky dirty blonde hair, long slender uncut cock, so-so looking face looking to fuck and get fucked back home for the summer from UT. Yep, he certainly looks UT, probably smokes a lot of weed, hooks up with guys from bars, goes to Hippy Hollow to sunbathe nude, maybe hook up with guys and go into the woods to fuck. Looking at his pics its clear he sunbathes nude so he fits the type. He's upfront about wanting it raw and as his profile says he's neg I say I'm down to take his load and give him mine. He can host once his parents go to work and so I shower and head over at the time he said, texting once I get there. He messaged back it was cool to come in and so I did. He greeted me at the door wearing nothing but a pair of nylon shorts and I was struck by how deep his voice was and that he had a slight drawl. He smelled like weed and asked me if I wanted to smoke a quick bowl or if I just wanted to get down to it. I said I'd be down for a bowl and he said to hang out for a second as we went back to his room to grab his stuff. As he did I was looking around at the house and could see pictures of what was likely him in high school and it was kind of surprising as he was pretty clean cut with short hair. UT Austin will do that to you. He came back and we headed out on patio to smoke. As we smoked we chatted a bit. He'd already been upfront that he's not looking to date as he heads back to school in August and is just looking for fun with guys and maybe a regular thing. He was upfront about getting with other guys and I'd said that wasn't a problem, not pressing for more details, and he chuckled at that saying he guessed I got with other guys too. I didn't lie and said I did and he chuckled again saying he was glad I was honest and that so many guys online were uptight about that or slut shamed, especially because he wanted it raw. He was worried he wouldn't have luck back in Dallas with guys and that it was much more laid back and fun in Austin. I told him how jealous I was as Dallas felt the same to me. He joked that he was doing OK in Dallas with a smirk and I teased saying he must be getting plenty and he pretty admitted he was. We paused at times to shotgun back and forth and soon we stopped smoking and were kissing more. He'd laid back and I was on top of him grinding my hard cock on him as we kissed. I'm sure he was aching to take my seed as much as I wanted to take his and he was a surprisingly good kisser. He's hard too and we're both starting to sweat and he suggests we should go inside. We're both rock hard as we head into the house and I notice he has a massive wet spot in the front of his shorts so clearly he's precumming pretty hard. As we head into his bedroom he pulls off his shorts and I can see his cock is absolutely covered in precum, so much that it looks like he shot his load and a thick rope of cum is slowly stretching down to the floor. He loops a big gob of it with his hand and puts it up to my mouth and I eagerly lick it off his hand, enjoying how tasty his cum is. I quickly pull off my clothes and get on his bed and he tells me to go face down and I can feel him smearing his precum on my ass and teasing my hole with his cock head as he fingers his precum in my hole add his spit to the mix. He's slowly sliding his cock in me and as I've been fucked recently I'm not exactly giving much resistance. He's balls deep in me pretty quickly and I'm loving how deep his cock is inside me as he's kissing and nibbling the back of my neck telling me how nice my ass feels. He must be throwing off a lot of precum as he's gliding inside me easily as he's caressing my body and telling me softly how much he wants to cum inside me. I'm telling him how bad I want his load and not long after I can feel him blasting it inside me. He's panting and his breath slows as he keeps kissing my neck telling me how hot a fuck I was. He slides out of me and rolls me on back and asks me if I like to rim guys. I say I'm not really into that, so he asks me to finger his ass while he gives me a blowjob and swings around so he can suck me and his ass is close so I can finger it. He's giving me a great blow job and I have to tell him a number of times to slow his roll as I'm really close to cumming and finally he switches around to straddle my cock and starts working up my cock and his ass with his spit, slowly lowering his ass down on my cock. I'm having a flashback to Caleb, the twink that rode me the same way a few days ago and know that I get way too excited and cum quickly when a guy rides my cock, but I know I can easily pop a second load in this guy and that he's also clearly not a first time and not going to freak. I'm balls deep in him quickly and he's very verbal riding my cock, saying he loves how thick my cock is, how bad he wants my load, and for me not to pull out. I'm egging him on, telling him to beg for my dick and cum, to tell me he wants to get bred like a slut and he does as he's told, calling himself a dirty slut, a cum pig, and a cum dumpster. I was kind of shocked that he went there, but I guess maybe that's how verbal he likes to get. I'm guessing he's all of those things too, probably hooking up with random guys all the time in Austin and letting them breed him raw, no questions asked. He's loving it and I give him the load he wants so bad. He's been frantically jerking his cock and tells me he's about to cum and gets off my dick and spreads my legs, shoving his cock inside me again. He lifts my legs up over his shoulders as he's pounding me balls deep and pulling out almost all the way, drilling me hard. I'm loving it and soon feel him blast another load deep inside me with a loud groan. He's panting and sweating like crazy and slides out of my collapsing on top me, kissing me as he does, thanking me for giving him what he wanted. I almost want to laugh as I got two loads off of him and more than anything I was wanting to get fucked. That I got to load his ass was the icing on the cake. We keep kissing and he tells me he'd like this to be a regular thing if I'm cool with it. I tell him that would be cool but he admits he can only host while his parents are at work. I tell him I live at home with my parents but can do car play or outdoors if he's down. He says he is and that he normally sneaks out of his house to hook up with guys once his parents go to bed at night, which confirms him being a slut like me. I laugh and tell him I do the same thing and he playfully slaps me and says we're too much alike. He tells me he's glad that I don't mind he plays around and I laugh saying its not like we're dating and I've got no room to talk as I play around too. He laughs at that saying that's why he likes me and adds he likes to keep it no strings and light and easy. I say I do too and I kind of don't know where to go after all this. Part of me wants to hang with him and maybe fuck him again, but I don't want to be too clingy. Part of me wants to shower, but mostly I want to have his smell on me and his cum inside me for as long as I can. Finally I tell him I want to fuck him again and he obediantly drops down to suck me hard. Once hard he straddles me again, this time no spit, just his sloppy cummy ass taking my raw cock. He's right to the nasty talk telling me to cum in his his slutty ass and how bad he wants my cum. As he's riding me I'm enjoying him stroking his long cock, wishing he had another load to drill in me, but also guessing as soon as I left he was going to line up another guy to come over and breed him raw. He has all day and nothing to do and I'm guessing that with his body he'd have no shortage of guys wanting to load his ass, especially knowing he takes it bareback. I'm guessing by the end of the day he'll probably have hooked up with another 2 or 3 guys and begged for their seed as they breed him too. Maybe do like I do and go to the gym and find guys to breed him in the shower. Or hang out at the trail hoping to find a guy and maybe go somewhere and park, riding his dick raw and letting him cum in his ass too. He's all too eager a slut like me and I've worked myself up and blast another load deep in his guts as he's screaming for me to cum inside him. I'm thinking of the clean cut image of him in the p‏e in the living room and clearly he is not his parents clean-cut young boy anymore. He is a dirty cum whore who loves having random guys come by to load his ass raw. Once we're done he asks me if I want to shower and I say I'm good. Honestly, I want all of his sweat, cum, and funk on me for as long as I can. I slip my clothes back on and thank him for the fun. He walks me to the door naked and asks what I'm up to later. I say I have no plans and to message me but that it'd be hot to hook up again. He agreed with that and gave me a deep kiss before I headed out. Clearly he's going to have a lot of fun before he heads back to school.

Hate the friction burn from a condom. Raw is much better to take. Also the skin to skin total contact of a raw cock and getting that load deep inside.

Im so proud of my veiny uncut cock. I would take any opportunity to show off my cheating raw meat to ANY ONE no matter what type of guys or girls especially trans girls, who couldn't resist their temptations to get down on their knees to wrap their lips around my big cock or willingly spread their pussies and assholes wide open to give me the right to use their fucking holes and beg me to dump my seeds deep inside their cunts after a long fucking session.

This writing is entirely a product of imagination. Nothing is true and this does not encourage risky sexual behavior. ___ Chapter 3 - William and James' turn James and William have only been together for 8 years. William has been a poz since 2002 and when they met James was negative but very interested in chasing. James was 60 years old at the time and had lived his entire life very safety-oriented. In his sixties, he was interested in conversion videos and started spending time on various dirty sex sites. It was on one such forum that James and William met. William and James are both tops, so almost every day they invite to their home, go to parks or saunas to fuck willing bottoms. Always bare. As long as James was negative, the rule was that William would seed the hole first so that James could butter up William's powerful sperm. Always when William was medicated they looked for positive holes to fuck. It took six years for James to become infected. But now he has been poz for two years already. William and James met the pastor several months ago at the christening of James' sister's daughter's child. They had communicated occasionally with the pastor after that. 35-year-old pastor Max has lived his entire life only for his church and preached against sinful life and sex outside of marriage. However, the meeting with Wiliam and James made Max admit to himself that he himself longed for sex. Sinful sex. He wanted to be a sex object. To be used as a sex object. William and James feed Max's wants and needs. They used whatsapp messages to tell Max about the bottoms they had seeded. In which places had the sluts been fucked? How they had filled the man's hole with cocks and sperm. Max was getting ready. Finally came the Thursday club meeting at William and James' home. William and James were welcoming the guests at the door and directed the guests directly to the bedroom. The guests were told to undress and wait in the bedroom. When all the guests had arrived, William and James also entered the bedroom and undressed. William and James encouraged everyone to bring their phones. In the middle of the living room was a fuckbench, to which a very good-looking 35-year-old man was tied. James said that Max is the pastor of the church, and still a virgin. Max has blindfolded, so shooting and sharing videos is completely allowed. Max wants to show the whole world how his virgin ass gets cock and positive sperm. Max can be used however violently. He wants to feel used. Gentlemen, please use the hole, James declared. After three and a half hours, 23 lines had been drawn on Max's back. Max had a 23 poz load in his hole. Max's hole lips were red and swollen. The men had shared countless videos of Max begging for cum in his hole. The pastor had begged and prayed that men he had never seen before would seed his virgin hole. A new sperm-hungry creation had been born!

Chapter 12 After school Jake makes his way home. As he drives home he thinks of how proud his dad will be of him having collected so many loads throughout the day. He arrives home, thinking his father is not there. He prepares to present himself to him. As he enters the living room his father is seated calmly in a chair. “Hello son, I’ve been waiting for you”, Jason says. “Dad! I didn’t expect you to be home so early.” Jake states somewhat startled. “I know”, he says with a half smile and then instructs Jake to follow him as he heads to the bedroom. Jake follows his father. When they arrive at his father bedroom, Jake is surprise to see others there. On the bed is an unknown young man with an athletes build naked except for a blindfold over his eyes and a jockstrap. He is laying on his back. On the floor are military fatigues, leading Jake to believe he’s from the near by military base. Tyler is also there tying the strangers wrists to bedposts. Jake’s dick begins to stir as his dad comes up behind him and whispers in his ear, “Tyler found this soldier on Grindr. He’s seems like a hungry little slut. We are going to have you fuck him. You have to learn to spread your seed once you covert”. Jake’s mind grows excited and curious. He’s only bottomed up until this point but has been curious about topping and goes wild at the thought of spreading his toxic seed once he converts. His father begins kissing his neck from behind as he undressed his son. They make their way slowly to the bed. At the edge of the bed Tyler kneels down, pulls down Jake's pants and releases Jake’s budging dick from his jockstrap and begins sucking it, getting it nice and wet. His father tweaks his sons erect nipples. Jake is in ecstasy. Within minutes Jake’s large dick is rock hard. Tyler pulls off Jake’s dick and turns his attention to the soldier on the bed, kissing and licking him all over his muscular chest and abs. The solider moans and his skins becomes covers in goose bumps. “Eat out his hole!” Jason instructs Jake. Jake pulls the strangers legs backs apart exposing the young man’s hairy hole. Jake bends down and inhales the musky smell of sweat and cum. Jake doesn’t believe that the stranger has been fucked by his father or Tyler yet so is excited to find the strangers cummy hole and licks the man’s crack, Lightly at first but then spreading it wide open, letting the cum leak out and then digging in and feasting on the strangers hairy man ass. Intoxicated, Jake’s cock grows harder and harder. His large member aches as if all the blood has concentrated itself on his dick. His cock now oozing a constant flow of precum Unable to control himself he gets up, lines his dick up with the young stranger’s hairy hole and pushes in. “Fuuuuccckkkk!” Jake yells out at he feels the ecstasy of his first man cunt wrapping around his massive dick. Jakes muscles tense up as he enters accentuating his athletic frame. “That’s my boy!” “Yeah! Fuck his hole!” Tyler and Jason both cheer him on. “Mmmmmmm”, the slutty solider moans accepting Jake’s cock in his well used hole Jake fucks him deeper and deeper until his bottoms out in the soldiers hole. He then starts fucking him with long deeps strokes, savoring the sight of his huge cock flowing in and out of the strangers cummy hole. Tyler positions his head by Jake’s dick as he’s fucking and says, “let me taste the that cummy solider hole on that dick stud.” Jake then pulls out and goes back and forth letting Tyler suck his cock and then fucking the stranger. Jake’s father helps build up his son’s massive load by tweaking his nipples As Jake’s balls fill to capacity, he focuses on the soldier muscle ass and begins fucking him faster and faster. Realizing Jake can only last so much longer Tyler and Jake begin encouraging him. “Time to breed his hole son!” “Seed that man cunt!” Jake sweating profusely, can hold back no longer, “FUUUUUCCCKKK! I’M GONNA FUCKIN’ CUM!” Every muscles in his body tenses as he begins to flood the young strangers hole with his seed. The soldier winces in pain and pleasure as Jake slams ropes of cum in his hole over and over again. In disbelief Jake pulls out his steel hard cock to find that his cock is still shooting cum after 15 solid seconds. He slams is back in, nearly knocking the wind out of the solider and shouts, “I’M STILL CUMMING! FUCK! I’M STILL FUCKING CUMMING IN THIS SLUT’S HOLE!”. Jake completely drains his balls and collapses on the still blindfolded soldier. Sweat dripping from his body and breathing like his has just completed a marathon. Tyler and Jason stoke their cocks so turned on by what they have just witnessed. Jake takes a second to come down off his orgasm. He looks down at the base of his dick buried ball deep. The stranger’s hole is completely flooded, cum oozing out everywhere. He slowly pulls out his still hard cock and cum continues to drip from his dick and the soldier’s hole. He relaxes on the bed a minute and continues to catch his breath. “That’s my boy!” Jason exclaims grabbing his son’s shoulder tightly and maneuvering himself between the soldiers legs. “Now it’s time for things to get REAL!” Jason states with is tone becoming more serious, “You’ve had my son’s dick now it time you get daddy’s dick”. With that Jason jabs three fingers in the soldiers hole gently scratching at his insides with his fingernails causing the solider to wince. “Fuck son, you got his cunt nice and sloppy for me didn’t you? I’m not gonna last long …” Jason pauses and insert the full length of his monster cock inside the wet hole and then continues “…. Before i shoot my POZ load!” “Wait! What!” Are the first words uttered by the stranger and he begins to struggle. “Hold his fag down and shut him up!”, he instructs Tyler as he slams his dick ball deep into his wretched hole. Tyler does as he’s told but The soldier continues to struggle. “Put up a fight” Jason begins “only makes me harder you cunt!”. With that Jason spits On the soldiers face. Jason’s dick grows harder and harder as continues to fuck the strangers at a furious pace. The idea of fucking in his son’s cum sends him in into a frenzy. He grabs the soldier by the neck and brutally pounds his hole. Jake’s dad holds on as long as he can but before long his balls start churning. “I’m gonna fuckin’ shoot my toxic seed in your cunt whore!” Jason yells before pounding his poz seed in the strangers guts. The soldiers muscles tense as he is choked and flooded with cum. As Jason releases his grip the solider gasps for air. Jason pulls out and gestures for Tyler to get inside the soldier’s sloppy hole. Tyler quickly inserts himself. As he does that he goes down and kisses the soldier on the mouth and begin to take off the blindfold. The muscular soldier sees for the first time the hairy muscle god fucking him deep and sees the hot father and son pair that have just fucked him, their cocks still glistening with cum. So turned on by the sight of these gorgeous men fucking him he wraps his legs tight around Tyler. “You ready for your second poz load?” Tyler asks. The soldier nods with a dirty grin. The soldier’s cock inflates in his jock as he’s fucked. Since he’s still tied up, Jake decides to help him out and slip the soldiers cock out the side of the jock, spits on his hand and starts stoking him. His dick already slick with pre cum , the soldier is completely erect in no time, exhibiting his 8 inch cock in all its glory. He moans like a whore as he’s fucked and stoked, his balls working up a massive load. The soldier quivers and uncontrollably utters, “ fuck! I’m gonna shoot with your poz cock deep inside me ” “Fuck yeah! Show me what a faggot you are!” Tyler exclaims as he pounds it home. With that the soldier begins shooting jets of cum all over his face and body. This sends Tyler over the edge and unleashes his venom in deep the strangers bowels. After Tyler and the soldier come down off their orgasm, they untie the soldier and they collapse on the bed make outing with each other still dazed from the hot fuck session.

While living in Chicago, opportunities for kinky opportunities ran rampant. Especially in the Roger's Park area. I was horned up after an especially stressful day at work. I hopped online, pulled up BBRT, and looked at the day's selection. There was a very handsome, lithe black top man looking to breed a hairy slut bottom. To top things off, he stated he was super dom and wanted a bottom to just shut up and not ask questions. He wasn't into partying, but didn't care if bottoms pre-Tripped. I messaged him a shot of my hairy arched back and fuck hole. He responded right away with an address. He asked me a question. "Do you mind that I'm deaf and mute?" "No. Why would I?" "Good. I want you to come to my place, but don't come in. Wait by the downstairs at the bike rack. Be pre-lubed or you'll take it dry, and I can't have my roommates or neighbors asking questions. Once you show up, you consent to do as instructed without any hassle. No fucking noise." "Hot." I was nervous as I took the 22 to his neighborhood. I stepped into a coffee shop, and ordered an Italian Soda. I walked into the bathroom, tied off, slammed myself .4, coughed, rode the rush, and poured out most of the Italian soda. I pulled another syringe out, and emptied the G into the remainder of the drink, and knocked it back. Losing any nervousness I had, I walked the few blocks to his building and waited by the bike rack of his old apartment building, which was also nearby the basement entrance. He emerged from the basement door. He motioned me to follow him. He was a little more muscular in person, and definitely had the air someone who was very dom. I followed him into the basement which stored more bikes, maintenance supplies, and laundry machines. He opened up a dark room that was used for storage, and had a mattress on the floor. It had definitely seen some action before. He motioned for me to come toward him. I went to suck his d*** and he slapped my hand away. He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me onto the the mattress. He positioned himself behind me, and reached into a bag he had placed beside it. He took out a ball bag which he promptly strapped to my head so I couldn't make much noise. He then put a blindfold on me and pulled it very tight. I could still see a little light out of the mask edges so it became obvious when he turned off the room's light and I heard the door shut. He shoved in with no mercy, and fucked me doggie styles so fucking roughly that I thought he was going to tear my hole. In five seconds he obliterated my second sphinctre. Even with the chemical help, I was trying to scream, so it's was fortunate for him that he had me gagged. I didn't care I was really turned on. He pulled my hair. He choked me. He made little punches in my back with his fists while keeping his fuck rhythm. It seemed like he was fucking me forever when he put me in a choke hold and choked me out. When I came too, I was still being fucked but on my back this time. I was still being f***** hard but somehow I felt fuller and it was just different. He was biting my nipples and slapping in my face. Out of nowhere he said, "Are you ready for my dirty load?" Confused but turned on I just groaned. He pulled my waist up higher so he could force fuck me and just drill me. I couldn't breathe and I thought I was gonna pass out again. And then he just grunted and pushed in me and held his giant cock so far inside my guts that I thought I was going to rupture. Then the blindfold was taken off and it was so dark I still couldn't see anything. And again he spoke, "Okay i'm gonna take the gag off now, if you say anything i'm going to lay you out." I heard him zip up the gear bag, and the light clicked on. Between the drugs and the bright light I couldn't get my eyes to focus. " I thought you couldn't talk." " Yeah. That's my roommate. Now get your clothes on and get out of here you fucking tweaked out slut." When I could see again, before me was a very muscular, hairy Middle Eastern wolfdaddy. He had put on a jock that contained a monster. I felt loose and cum was leaking, and something else I couldn't figure out. The top look at me desdainfully as he waited for me to leave. He looked impatient as I took too long to stand up and put on my clothes. I thought he was gonna shove me out the door. As he forcefully shut the door he said "Check your pockets faggot." In my pocket I found a folded piece of paper. In the note, the black top left his phone number, and a message that said, " Your pig cunt felt so good. I hope you don't mind that I put my fist up there for a while too." My only regret was a long bus ride home, because I needed to cum so bad.

I reserved a room at the bathhouse for cumunion so if you want to drop over and dump a load in me my cabin will be open and my ass will be up 🙂

I just wonder because I suck dick and get fucked up my faggot asshole by dick am I gay

It was Saturday and I was in need of a haircut. I knew of a barber shop close by that I never tried before, so I thought I'd give it a try. I drove over there and walked in, finding it was empty. I was the only customer. The barber, not surprisingly, said "Come on it." Seeing how I'm gay I have pretty good gaydar, I suspected the barber was gay which I thought would make for interesting conversation. I'm a small framed guy and was wearing a pair of shorts and a T shirt. I was also wearing a pair of blue, very small undies made for gay men. The barber, in contrast, was a big man with a crew cut, and had a deep voice but still had a slight lisp, which is probably why my gaydar went off. I hopped up in the chair and he put that big cloth thing over me putting it tight around my neck. "How do you want your hair cut today?" he asked. I said I wanted a crew cut like his. "Okay, great. That's easy enough." And, as he began cutting my hair he made small talk about the Rangers and local sports. As he eased over to my right side he leaned into my right arm which was at the height of his cock and it felt like his cock was up against my arm. I stayed still as he moved ever so slightly moving his cock across the side of my arm as he continued to cut my hair . His cock leaning on me started making me hard. I knew he was seducing me. He moved away and turned around to grab another cutter, and ands were under the drop cloth, I undid my shorts real quick, sliding both my undies and shorts down far enough to let my cock stand up. By the time the barber turned back to me, even a casual viewer could see the outline of my hard cock under the cloth. He now positioned himself to my left side, lowering the chair a little bit, so his cock was now at face height. My cock started to twitch under the cloth. I'm sure he saw it. It was obvious. He was cutting away when he directed my head towards him. His hands were rubbing my head more than a usual barber would do. I could see his big cock through his pants. It was that obvious. But he kept cutting. I started rubbing my cock cock under the cloth, and then he finally acknowledged me, saying "I like that." I looked up and he was looking at me rubbing my cock under the cloth. I started staring at his hard cock in his pants. He responded to my gaze, asking "You like that, don't you boy?" "Yes, sir." He moved extremely close to me, all the while rubbing my head, and then directed my face towards his big cock, in fact he slowly pulled my face up against his crotch, and held me there as he got a big hard on. Then he paused and went to lock the front door, hanging the 'Out to Lunch' sign in the window. My cock was stiff and throbbing, and when he had me stand up out of the chair, my shorts fell to the floor. He got behind me and undid the cloth. I was standing there with my little undies down , my cock still hard with a t shirt on that he quickly pulled up off of me. He massaged my shoulders looking me over. "Follow me," he said. He opened a back door which led to a small room that contained a bed, three video cameras and a television. The barber instructed me to sit on the edge of the bed, which I did. He pulled his pants off reveling a really big hard cut cock. He turned on the tv and the camera. He stood in front of me and I naturally reached out and grabbed it his big cock. It was really warm. His cock had a really big head, and he was oozing pre-cum. He offered me his cock, and without hesitation, I kissed it and licked the head, swirling my tongue over it. From the position where I was situated, I could see the TV screen, and in the monitor I could see myself enjoying his cock. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth, talking dirty, making me submit to his big cock. "You love sucking my big cock, don't you, boy? You just love taking it in your mouth, don't you?" I looked-up as he stroked my mouth, his verbal seduction of me was clearly a turn-on for both of us. Each of us knew his role. He kept it up, asking "You need that big cock, don't you?" and "You need my big cock up your boy pussy, too, don't you, boy?" "Yes, sir," I replied. He then lay back on on the bed, his big cock standing straight-up, and hard as a rock. I positioned myself between his legs and resumed sucking his big cock, up and down the shaft and over the head, and then rubbing my tongue down the shaft to his balls. I used my hands to pull down on the cock and tell him to push out his pre-cum. I watched as the pre-cum would drool out of his cock head. Then I would lick it clean. The taste of pre-cum was becoming heavy, and when he told me to straddle his cock, I did. We started by pinching each other's nipples, his cock lodged under my balls. Leaning back, I rubbed our cocks together, and when he pulled me up, I knew what he wanted. He fished some KY from the drawer of an adjoining night table, I willingly lubed his cock down with it, and no less willingly applied a generous amount on my hole. We were fixin to bareback. There was no mention of poz status. I was too hot for cock to care about it at that point. I grabbed his big cock and slowly worked the head in. The camera was rolling and positioned to see his big cock head penetrate my boy hole. It took some time, but finally I got the head in. He grabbed my hips and held me steady as he started pumping me slow and steadily, working his cock in a little more with each stroke. I moaned with pleasure as I slowly loosened up taking all that big cock deep. My cock was rock hard and dripping pre-cum on his stomach. He went in balls-deep and held it there, only taking short strokes. I massaged his balls and I could tell his pre-cum was making me slick. He said "I'm gonna breed you," and with that we flipped positions and he fucked me from behind. I felt like I was gonna cum. He was fixin to fuck a load out of me without even touching my cock. It felt so good. He was hitting the right spot. I said "Don't ever stop!" as I got closer and closer to shooting my load. "Oh, yeah, boy. You like Daddy's big poz cock don't you? Makes you wanna cum, don't it?" Clearly I didn't know he was poz, but it was too late and next thing I knew I came all over the place. I moaned like crazy as my sperm kept flowing out every time he pushed in deep against my prostate. Daddy said "Tell me you need my hot poz load deep, say it, boy." I gave in and responded "I need your poz load deep!" Daddy pulled on my hips while I was still cumming and I could feel his big cock shooting his poz load deep in my ass. He grunted with each spurt of his hot poz semen, saying "Take that load, boy! " "Tell me you need Daddy's big poz cock , say it!" I was into it and several times grunted "I need your big poz cock. So fuckin' good!" He held his cock in deep and my cock stayed hard. He kept pulling on my hips slowly fucking me deep, saying "Smile for the camera." He had three cameras from various angles, all positioned to film our fuck session. He had me on film begging for his poz cock. He pulled out, remarking he needed to open the business back up. My hole felt stretched out and was dripping allot of cum. I put my undies back on and left. We exchanged email addresses, and on the way out he said "You'll be back for more of Daddy's big poz cock." The next day I received an email with a video attachment from the barber. I knew what it was. It was a recording of me shooting my load as I begged for his big poz cock. Instantly my cock was hard - as I watched myself cum all over begging for his big poz cock just before his shot his hot poz load inside my ass. Oh, and he was right. After a couple of days I went back for more of Daddy's poz cock.

Ever since I was a kid I was always into roided up muscle studs. 90's kids might remember Venom, Sabertooth, and the Juggernaut off of Saturday morning cartoons. T-bone from Swat Katz is a MAJOR furry roid freak inspiration for so many of us. Especially in both jumpsuit and tanktop working under the jet. Val Kilmer playing volleyball on the beach? Forget him! I'll go with T-bone any day. It's always been my dream to develop into a roid freak. Even before I knew what steroids were. While deployed in the Marine Corps, I would shoot multiple daily loads to the bodies of hot muscle studs in fitness magizines sold at the PX. We even had a gunny at headquarters that was a bulldog of muscle goodness I regret never asking to help me train while in Iraq. The women weren't the only ones lusting for what was under his broad chested, olive green sweatshirt. Well now I'm in my last thirties. Out of the Marine Corps for 15 years. Never did become a PT stud while in. Never a muscle stud out. Covid was terrible for my health. I was a fatass before and gained 60 lbs during. I've lost the 60 extra pounds and am dealing my original fatassery now. Back at the gym. Powerlifting again to build some bulk. All that. Shitty part is I found out my testosterone sucks. Like, "lower than a 90 year old man's" bad. Probably why I never bulked in the marines. And why, even after powerlifting for 2 years before Covid, I never got much bigger then either. Finally got my doctor to get me on TRT. He's conservative though and only letting small doses. What I REALLY want, the dreams and goals I REALLY have, is to find somewhere to get gear and bulk the fuck up. To get on testosterone and anabolics, work my way up to handling being juiced to the fucking gills with them, and build an insane amount of massive muscle mass. *I* want to be some gay marine's spank bank fantasy. I want to be shameless and vain about my body. Walk around locker rooms and bathhouses naked. Just showing off. Posing for anyone that wants to look or touch. And taking loads from any guy that comes up and gropes me. My biggest fetish is to be a roided out muscle pig that lets men enjoy my body indiscriminately for their use. And even more, to find a muscle hunk of a Master that shares this goal and grows me. Organizes my gym training, my steroid use, my house training, and my bottom training as well. Makes me into his bull to breed and pass around at parties and worship his body too. Maybe someday I'll get there? I'm still trying to find where to get gear? Learn how to safely take steroids, but maximize the effects? Get real bodybuilding training (my gym focuses on powerlifting)? Etc. I definitely have a STRONG roid fetish and always have. I just need to figure out how to start? It seems to be the one open secret in gay and gym communities that everyone knows and I can't figure out.

It was late spring Sunday afternoon in 2001, and I had been away with work for almost an entire week. I was tired, and in need of a shower after a long flight when I got back to my apartment, but instead of hitting the shower, I went straight for gay.com. My inbox was empty, and I was about to log off when an instant message popped up - it was Doug. Doug and I had met online about a year ago, and truly hit it off... conversationally, that is. He was a very good looking, if you were into daddy types. He was also a 57, tall, sexy eyes, nice, strong body with a hint of a pot belly, and TOP. I had never been fucked before, but had been fantasizing about it for years, and knew I was a bottom. I was up front and told him I had never been fucked and that I wanted my first time to be with someone special... and raw. His profile was very clear about the fact that he was HIV+ and hated condoms. And that's how it went for over a year: I liked him, and he liked me, but we would just be friends, because he was POZ, I was NEG. I'd always tell him "it's too bad you're poz because..." and I'd finish with something completely stupid, and he'd always say something like "I would never bareback you" because of some BS propriety or political correctness. Somehow though, whenever we chatted online or on the phone, we ended up talking about barebacking and how powerful and intimate it is to be bred with another man's load. But it was. "Hi Kriss!" his message said. For some reason he always spelled it wrong, but for some reason it didn't bother me a bit. "Hi Doug!" we chatted and he asked if I would ever want to meet. "We've been talking for over a year, and I think it'd be nice to finally meet. I really like you Kriss" I declined and said I was tired, and needed a shower, and a bed. That's when he said "I have both. Why not come by just for a drink? Besides it would be nice to finally meet who it is I've been talking to for a year" I caved. I DID like him and had fantasized being fucked by him HUNDREDS of times, but I also knew nothing would happen. He was POZ, after all and I was neg. It was already dark, and what was usually a five minute drive seemed to take 20 minutes due to some mishap on the road. The slow traffic gave me time to think about all the times we had told me how much he loved to be inside a man raw and give him his load, and how he knew I would know what he meant when I met the right man. I was rock hard by the time I had pulled up at his address. He'd told me he would be waiting outside because the buzzer to his apartment was broken. I saw him from far away and couldn't help but think he was every bit as hot as I had made him out to be in my mind, and more. As I walked towards him in the dimly lit parking lot, I saw him smile, and suddenly became very self-conscious at the wet spot my still-hard and leaking cock had made on my jeans. I blushed and looked down sheepishly and he smiled broadly, opened his arms, wrapped his strong arms around me, then lifted my chin to look into my eyes and said "Hi Kriss... we finally meet!" And promptly deeply kissed me. His tongue entered my mouth and gently swabbed my own as though to say "I've been expecting you." I threw my arms around his neck, pressed up against him and again became aware of how badly my cock was leaking for this man. The beautiful kiss lasted a while and when he withdrew, he smiled, and slid his hands down my chest to the front of my jeans and said "let's get you out of these sticky jeans and take care of you." The ride up the elevator seemed to take forever; I was weak kneed from the kiss, but also nervous, not knowing was going on. Was this going to be a purely social exchange? Purely sexual? Or a combination of both? I was aching inside because of what I knew I wanted, and finally meeting this amazing daddy-type man, but again, nothing could happen because he was POZ and I was neg. As he closed the door to his apartment behind us we kissed deeply again. This time he was more forceful. His strong hands grabbed my ass as he pushed me against his door and invaded my mouth with his tongue. Outside his kiss was welcoming and friendly. His tongue was now exploring my mouth. I was taken aback but for every degree of nervousness, it seemed there was like measure of blood rushing towards my engorged cock. This man wanted me, and I wanted him. I fell to my knees in front of him and deftly undid his belt buckle and button fly to reveal his majestic daddy cock. It was not yet fully hard but it was rapidly rising under my gaze. As I opened my mouth, I glanced-up at Doug. His eyes ordered me to swallow him whole. As his cockhead disappeared into my gullet, I saw his eyes roll back as I wrapped my lips and tongue around his veiny shaft and slid my head towards him. However, before I reached the root of his shaft, he stopped me and said "let's get more comfortable." We disrobed and I eyed him up and down, seeing a strong chest and round abs, his legs were strong too, and his entire body was, in a way I'd never seen before, very vascular. In a word he was beautiful. He sat me down on his couch and took his spot in front of me and said "Now, I want you to show me how much you like sucking daddy's cock." He slowly pulled my head back onto his now fully hard cock. I obliged and swirled my tongue around every bit of him until he buried his cock deep in my throat. I felt his head pop past my tonsils and the taste of his precum suddenly sprang to life in my mouth, complemented by the manly smell of his bush. As I was about to begin gagging he withdrew again and bent down to kiss me. Harder even then last time he invaded my mouth and throat with his tongue, letting me know he was in charge, and that I wasn't in control of the situation. That was true, but I also knew that I was in control of my actions. We both knew nothing could happen, because after all he was POZ and I was neg. Suddenly, in one motion, I felt his hands lock around my ankles as he pulled me onto my back, and saying "Daddy Douglas likes boy precum," he bore down on my cock again and again. Even as I trembled from the beautiful blowjob I was becoming increasingly nervous. His hands held me pinned, spread-eagle as he stopped sucking my cock and felt his wet lips and tongue slide over my full balls down towards my hole. Even as he stretched my legs apart wider than I knew they could go, his hands slid down my legs towards my ass. Doug looked hungry and determined as his hands pried apart my ass to reveal my virgin hole. I saw in him a weakness for my hole, as though it was something he needed, not wanted. That's when I felt his beard against my cheeks and his wet tongue caress against my hole. I had never experienced being rimmed, but needless to say it didn't take getting used to. I was in ecstasy as he worked ate my virgin ass. My cock heaved and throbbed as his tongue slid further and further into my hole. I was beyond thought - I was in another universe, and couldn't imagine going back to life before that first instant when I felt his fingers join his tongue inside me. I gasped for a brief second of pain, but soon was writhing in pleasure again. Doug resumed my inaugural rim-job as I suddenly realized my legs were lowering. He looked up at me as though wondering what was going on. In truth I didn't really know myself. As though in a trance, I took his hand and lead him directly into his bedroom, not knowing his apartment but somehow sensing that was where we needed to be. I climbed atop his bed on all fours and buried my face in his pillows. I didn't look back, nor did I have to wait to see that Doug was climbing behind me. He knocked my knees apart with his knees, spreading me wide. I felt his hands ever so gently steady my hips as, for the first time, I felt his cock head touch my freshly rimmed hole. That jolted me out of my submissive state as I became overwhelmed with fear. What was I doing? I was neg and Doug was POZ! Sensing my sudden change the gentle hands on my hips became like vise-grips as he folded down onto my back. He grabbed my wrists, and suddenly I realized that I was completely under his control. Doug whispered into my ear "Don't fight this, Kriss" which was exactly what I did. I panicked as I felt the pressure of his thick cock head increase as he bore down on my hole, his body controlling my range of motion, and as he was much bigger and stronger, my resistance was essentially futile. "It's been a year, Kriss" he whispered and licked my ear. His cock continued his advance into my hole ever so slowly. "I know what you want Kriss," he hissed "you're just afraid to come out and say it." "No" I cried, acutely aware his advance into my body wasn't stopping. At this point I could feel his whole head inside me, and my eyes were wide open as tears streamed onto his pillow as I tried in vain to escape my fate. I could only think of him as some kind of poison, something sinister. I betrayed what I had fantasized about so many times. "You know you want it Kriss. You've always wanted it" he whispered in my ear again. "But you're POZ, I'm neg!!" I whimpered, to which he replied "There's no poz and neg here Kriss, only me and you." I suddenly stopped panicking as I felt Doug let go of my wrists slowly and pull his cock head from my nearly open hole. A sudden and unnatural moment of loneliness came over me, then immediately subsided as again I felt his gentle but firm hands on my hips. The sudden emptiness I felt made me gently back onto his cock head which I could feel waiting for me. Slowly he began to push and the hard leaky cock I had when I arrived was back. I felt him push harder and harder until, in an instant, I felt myself relax thought and Doug's waiting POZ cock slid deep inside me. He held my hips, raw cock buried inside my guts for what seemed like hours. I had never felt so complete in my life, and wanted to experience every bit of his vein-laden shaft. I was still nervous but in a new world now as I felt his hips begin to rock back and forth. Finally I felt a man's cock so deep inside my hole, felt it withdraw completely, and plunging right back into me. I could feel Doug's cock plowing into my tightness. "Fuck yeah" I heard him moan as he continued to grind in and out of me. With each stroke, he picked up pace, ramming me with increasing regularity and force. I became more excited as his low-hanging balls began to slap, something I'd heard and seen before in porn, but never actually heard. I began to buck back to meet his thrusts, sweating profusely, just as he was. Suddenly he pushed my neck and face back into the pillow and lay down flat on my back. Panting and barely able to make out words, he said in my ear "Kriss, tell Daddy what you want." "Fuck me.... fuck me.... fuck me... fuck me" I moaned as he pounded ever harder into my now well-tenderized hole. Again he hissed "Tell me what you want, Kriss." "Fuck me harder Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me Daddy!" I moaned over and over. "Tell me Kriss. Tell me you want Daddy's POZ cum. Tell me, Kriss!" he hissed again. "Breed me Daddy!" I moaned "Give me that POZ load!" Doug instantly began mercilessly slamming into me, as I felt his hard poison shaft thicken and tear deeper and deeper into my guts. I hadn't realized it was possible to be so violently entered, yet feel so much like a man."Take... this... POZ... load... Kriss" he growled into my ear through his panting and gasping for breath, and with one final thrust, buried his shaft deep inside me, tightened his grip on me, and, as I felt every muscle in his body lock-up, his cock spasmed, sending rope after rope of his POZ seed into my body. I could feel a warmth inside my ass that felt so erotic and forbidden, my cock instantly began unloading my neg load into the sheets below me, only to finish and be outlasted by Doug's climax that was just beginning to taper off. The warmth I felt inside with the first blasts of cum now became a scalding fire as Daddy's cock again began to slowly piston in and out of my ass. His pulsating cock softened just slightly, making me realize just how tender my hole was, and allowing his cum to start leaking out as he continued to work his load into my guts. He had collapsed on me but I felt safe under his weight. His cock finally sliding out of me, as he drifted to sleep, I felt my hole close up, and trapping my first POZ load inside my body. As we lay together I wondered whether I was just another fuck, or if it meant something more to him. After all, he was POZ... and now, I was also.

Hi everyone, I’m Sam, using my real name as I think it’s quite a common name. If I ended up making one up I would just use another really basic name so may as well use my own lol. I’m 30 years old from Manchester in the UK. I’m really at a point in my life right now where I’m struggling. I feel so stupid and I honestly don’t know what to do about how I’m feeling. I’m struggling to function. Im a dad of two children. Both under 4. I’m also married. Absolutely no problems in the marriage whatsoever. I’m happy generally speaking. I’ve got a best friend, his name Tom. I was considering changing his name but I weighed up the options and thought we aren’t known enough to be identified outside of this forum, so I’m not going to pretend, that’s his real name. Tom and I have been friends, best friends since primary school. We’ve been through secondary together, even university. We lived together through uni, we bought an apartment together as a first home, did a bit of work together, but when we were 25 got our own jobs and he’s just gone from strength to strength in finance, I work for a local council. A couple of years ago I let Tom move his now wife into our home as I moved into my own wife’s house. The last few years we’ve both started our own families. I’ve known my wife 6 years now, Toms wife he’s also known since school so obviously I know her too. Lovely girl. My wife gets on with her. We’ve supported each other through the birth of our children.Funnily enough we both have two children, both born just weeks apart from each other. Everything in unison lol. I’m so proud of my pal how well in work life he’s done. I would be honest and say I haven’t made it to the exact same heights as him, but throughout our lives, everything we’ve done is support each other. I will never forget our uni days, we did some modelling together, worked in sports stores, modelling for certain brands, the adventures we had, the fun nights out. I lost my mum in really sad circumstances back in 2016, Tom was my rock through that time. Nothing has ever got inbetween our friendship. I got married to my partner, all absolutely amazing. Recently Tom get married, almost one year to the day of my marriage. Tom’s wedding day was like something you would see a footballer or film star have. It was very let’s say perfect. I hate using that word. Tom’s wife certainly knows what she wants and she certainly got it. It was very her and Tom loved it. Obviously I was his best man. I made that day for him his dream. Nothing short of perfection was good enough for him in my mind. It was absolutely beautiful. The last few months my life has changed I’ve cut down my work hours mainly to be more of a stay at home dad as my wife had an amazing career opportunity I didn’t want her to pass up on, so I cut down my hours substantially. I love my kids more than life itself. Me and Tom constantly are in contact. The last couple of months, Tom and his wife have been having loads of mini holidays, weekends away, unfortunately I can’t do that due to my wife’s work so I thought I would help out by being the Mr reliable babysitter. Meaning I’m in charge of 4 kids quite a lot of the weekends recently. Good job I’m up for a challenge. I love it. Love the chaos. I know Toms children well and both my eldest and Toms eldest are like mini versions of us becoming best friends too. It’s amazing to witness. We've literally lived life together in the most beautiful intense way. Tom I would describe as an absolute perfect looking guy. He’s fit, he’s got a great body, he’s charming, he’s polite… everything. How would i describe myself? I look after myself but I’ve not been in the same position to be able to maintain myself to the standard he has, let’s put it that way, trying to be kind to myself lol. A few weeks ago Toms wife was working away, I went over to his house for dinner and a night on the Xbox, I was staying over, remember his house is the one I still half own and used to live in full time. My wife and went to her parents with all the children including Toms. Me and Tom that evening made a nice meal before our Xbox night. It was great just me and him again. I told him how much I had missed just us chilling without responsibility, he agreed. We get quite competitive on the Xbox. I won after 4 hours of solid play. Tom was happy in defeat, we had a bit of a cushion fight like idiots. Got quite full on andTom was just playing. We both were, and we were just messing about and we were you know had our hands on each other fighting like we were teenagers again. We were laughing. Tom got up and said he was gonna go shower. I said I would have one too he said come in my room in 5 he would get me some towels sorted etc. No worries, 5 mins later I went to his room. He had his top off. Just carrying on getting his things ready and pointed towards the towels. Then he just stood talking to me. I was almost having a panic attack looking at him. I can’t explain it. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. I identify myself as a straight guy. So is Tom. Never done anything or shown interest in men. Both of us have been comfortable around each other in the past with our bodies, we’ve done topless modelling together before as well as you know changing rooms stuff like that. Never been a problem. That moment thought I was just in awe of him and looking at him differently. I can’t understand it. I told him I felt unwell. He came towards me and said sit down lad. He helped guide me towards the edge of the bed and sat next to me with his arm around me. I just told him I felt faint. It was a really hot night temperature wise. He sat there talking to me for 5 minutes, I told him I was ok then he went to shower. I was in his room. I don’t know WTF was wrong with me, I just started looking round his room, going through his drawers. I felt weird. Like seriously wtf was I doing. I am ashamed to say I even opened his laundry basket. I wasn’t even looking or touched anything, I was just going through the motions. I grabbed the towels and went to the room next door got myself ready for the shower. I went on the landing, Tom was still in there. I know the layout of the house and it’s as if my mind was saying just open the door. Never once when we lived together did we ever lock the bathroom door. So it was open. I could still hear the water, there was no chance he would see or hear me if I went in which I did, I didn’t even think, I just opened the door. Tom had a radio on, I looked round the corner towards the shower. Tom was facing away from me, he was stood there I could see his ass, and could obviously see his hand doing what he was doing stood up. I heard him make one noise of pleasure and I got out of there went into my old bedroom and closed the door. I burst into tears. I don’t know what was wrong with me. I’ve never been the same since. 10 minutes later Tom came in dressed and clean and just said I can go in now. I had my shower. I don’t want to say how I was or what I did in there, but I got out and then went straight to bed. The next morning we had breakfast. I had to tell him I wasn’t well and went home. That’s the first time in my life I have ever been uncomfortable in my best mates company. This was only a few weeks after his most beautiful wedding and the wedding day I helped make possible for him which will be in my heart forever. A couple of weekends ago, I babysat for him again. We had still been texting and in touch but obviously I had that night on my mind and it had been playing on my mind too. Had a beautiful weekend with his children, but on the Sunday evening I got the kids ready to go back to toms about 90 minutes earlier than agreed. I was feeling quite tired with an early start the following day. I had a key for toms house to take them home so that wasn’t a problem I didn’t ring Tom obviously as my idea was to surprise both Tom and his wife by getting them to bed nice and settled after their date night or wherever they were going. I got to the apartment and their cars were there, but that didn’t matter or ring alarm bells as they’re so close to the city they walk in and out of it anyway. I put my AirPods in as I was getting the kids out listening to a podcast and just zoned out a bit. I went inside the house with the young kids and everything was quiet or so I thought. No signs of anybody in, I went into the living room I clearly hadn’t heard anything due to me listening to the podcast and I literally walked in seeing Tom in Missionary Position with his wife on the sofa banging the hell out of her. I froze. They had no idea I had come in I pulled my airpods out my ears I could just hear Tom moaning and saying things to her. The boys were quiet there is no doors to open and close. I literally couldn’t move. I eventually started to back out before anybody saw me… I got back out the apartment. I just put the door slightly closed no noises and I just backed off to my car, gave it 15 minutes with the boys and then called him and said I was here, then basically ran to the door before he saw it was unlocked. When I called him he clearly wasn’t finished and when he met me at the door he was a little offhand in only the tame way Tom could be. I went back home and all I could think about was what I saw. It remained burned in my mind. I still haven’t recovered from it. Last week Tom called me he wanted my help being referee for a football game at a club he volunteers at. I agreed. I hadn’t been texting him everyday. I did the match with him. He was more than fine with me. I felt I was being off hand a bit. In the staff showers it was just me and him. I just wanted to be normal. All of this was normal up until this point in our lives. I was in there with him, Tom went straight in the shower he was talking to me whilst in there, I couldn’t stop looking at him. I got incredibly hard whilst looking at him. I had to hide it and make excuses why I couldn’t shower. I lied to him that my wife needed me at home. He even offered to drive me. I just wanted to be away from him. When I got in the first thing I did was literally just wank. It scared me and it has scared me ever since. I was looking at photos of me and him over the years. Every little innocent photo of us I was twisting in my mind. I couldn’t stop looking at him. It was a photo from his wedding day that got me in the end. Since then and that was only a few days ago, I’ve just been depressed beyond belief. I can’t stop thinking about him and looking at him. I don’t know what to do. These feelings are suddenly so powerful in my mind. I’ve almost lost control. I’m worried about the state I’m getting myself into. I feel like I love him. It’s the most weird thing ever. What’s wrong with me? Why now? I don’t want to lose him. He’s coming round my house tonight. I don’t know how to be. It’s making me unwell and distressed about seeing him. I can’t understand how I’ve got Like this. If anyone has any advice I would really appreciate it. I found this forum through stress browsing in the early hours. Found so many varied topics. Thought this would be the place to be and go seek some help. Sorry to bother you with this lads. Sam

If you're coming down to Brighton (an hour on the train, on the coast south of London) please let me know!

Excellent. You're in my diary

14-18 july. Sounds good. Want to fuck as many holes as possible! 😉

Saving is not necessarily the same thing as preserving. I remember seeing a video once (don’t ask where, I’ve forgotten, I expunged it from memory) of a guy who saved all his cumloads in a very large glass jar that he kept sitting on top of a radiator. The contents looked like something you’d expect to find in a radioactive waste facility. In no conceivable way would that cum have been safe to consume, even if you could survive the pong of it long enough to get the lid completely off. If the guy is keeping his loads in unrefrigerated conditions, I would give it a pass the same way you would any foodstuff (I’m stretching the term here) that could potentially harbor harmful microorganisms. Semen qualifies. If he’s kept it in the refrigerator, use reasonable judgment. If it’s been there two days, probably okay; a week, might want to give that some thought. Since Easter, forget it. If the cum is frozen you’re probably all right unless it’s his cum from when he was a teenager twenty years ago that he’s been saving for “somebody special” (in which case, make a graceful exit). Having said all of the above, if he simply presents it warm and liquid, you have absolutely no way of knowing if it’s safe to consume, if it contained STDs when it was produced, if the treatment of the semen was adequate to render pathogen harmless, whether the cum is even his own. Similarly, even if (huge if) you were getting the cum fresh from the fount, there would be no way of knowing what the taste would be like, as the taste of semen can be highly variable depending on the man’s diet, habits such as smoking, and health conditions. Once the semen leaves the factory (as it were) it almost immediately begins breaking down chemically, and the living cellular material contained in it, including the sperm, begin to die and slowly decompose. Cum isn’t meant to be stored; it’s meant to get pumped deep into the target area in a warm, wet cunt, where the sperm them make a mad dash for the finish line in a very short time. (In an asscunt, there is understandably some confusion as to the location of the finish line.) My own limited experience with the issue suggests that semen, unlike bourbon, does not improve with age. It simply becomes vile, and then more vile, and if it was bitter or unpleasant to start with, it has a head start on its way downhill. I am not, however, an avid cum drinker, and others may have a different viewpoint as regards flavor. Questions of hygiene, on the other hand, are not really matters of opinion, and you should use common sense. We allow for the fact that most people in the world do not agree that guzzling stale semen classifies as common sense, given that you’re here among debauched degenerates.

Hey guys, will be at the Hyatt Regency on 50 Third Street Wed. June 28-Fri. June 30 and lookin to take loads (take all loads, none refused in my neg tight muscle hole). Come by and breed me!

I was stealthed at the baths for my first gay encounter. Not sure when the condom was taken off but it was a huge load. I was scared but after a few encounters with rubbers, I longed for the feeling of a raw ejaculation and the cream dripping out of me. I haven't been fucked by a man wearing protection in about 12 years.

That’s what I’m talking about. I’ve done exactly that drinking like a dog out of a urinal at a truck stop.

I've never shared these before, but I hooked up with this guy in his kitchen when his wife wasn't home. Nice tasty load.

I have no shame or guilt about my sex appetites, thank Asmodeus, and I've indulged all over the place, including: mddle of the street at Folsom Street Fair in bars out n he open as well as in back room/play areas men's bathrooms gym saunas and steam rooms out in the open at sex resorts (like CCBC, Inn Leather, Parliament Augusta) in cars at rest stops behind buildings in parks and woods Fuck! Just reading this list conjures up sooo many great memories of sex with soooo many guys and reminds me what a promiscuous sexBeast I truly am.

You are describing feelings of strong anxiety that result from experiencing emotions you are unaccustomed to without framework for dealing with them. The intensity of these novel emotions has taken you by surprise, and left you uncertain how to respond. Because it is uncharacteristic of you, it has left you questioning whether there is something wrong with you, or, if there isn't, what this change could possibly mean. The fact that you are feeling a level of distress that is causing you to feel physically unwell, and is causing you to alter the way you behave around others, speaks to something other than a casual infatuation. First, the immediate and practical: Don't panic. You say you've almost lost control. No, you haven't. You are going to remain in control of this situation. The feelings you are experiencing are happening inside you, and will not be evident to anyone else unless to act on them in a way to demonstrate them. You need not do so. When you feel these strong emotions, you may find yourself feeling that you won't be able to stand it unless you act on them, or won't be able to constrain yourself, but in fact, you will, and you can. The first thing to do when confronted by these moments of anxiety is to control your breathing. Take deep, slow, regular breaths, in through your nose and out through your mouth. Focus on the pattern of breathing until you have regular control. This will create a physical system of feedback that will enable to you to gain a sense of stability through anxiety, and apply a calmer mind to the problem at hand. Walk away, when you can. Remove yourself from the stimulus that is generating the immediate conundrum. Allow yourself time to process emotion without piling more on. Reduce the immediate physical stress level by tightening and releasing muscle groups in your body, starting with the extremities and working inward. Tighten, hold, then release. Second, ask yourself why this is causing you distress: This man has been your best friend through most of your life, and you have in many ways measured your own success and life experience by comparing yours to his. You make this clear in many ways in your narrative. You admire him, you value his friendship and companionship, you take pride in his accomplishments. You have been participants, to a greater or lesser degree, in each other's lives from an early period to the present. A few years ago, however, the closeness of the bond between the two of you was divided to a degree, as is natural when men marry and form families. He could no longer be as invested in you personally, nor you him. Wives can be demanding on one's time (God knows) and children can, and should, become the center of a father's concern. One question you may ask yourself is, do you feel as though he is slipping away from you at some level, as though you are losing a bond by which you have defined yourself for most of your life? You describe yourself being satisfied in a heterosexual marriage with children. You don't describe a history of same-sex experiences in your narrative, and explain that you are taken aback by an unexpected attraction to the sight of your friend's body, and the sight of him having sex with his wife—yet you've found your way to a site devoted in the main to homosexual bareback sex, where you are asking this question. Something led you here. To what extent have you spent time examining your own feelings about same-sex attraction in general, not just toward your mate? This will require some frank self-honesty, and a willingness to (at least temporarily) set aside any preconceived notions of morality or religion) to allow a straight-up, just-the-facts self-examination. It's notable, for instance, that you describe seeing your friend naked in the bathroom, and tell us what you saw him doing in enough detail that it's clear that you watched him masturbate, but you then tell us you got in the shower and gloss over your own behavior entirely: "I don’t want to say how I was or what I did in there." This suggests shame or a strong reluctance to confront your own feelings. If you are to relieve the distress you feel when you have these feelings, you must get to the bottom of why they trouble you so greatly that you won't put them into words. It may be that putting them into frank, direct words may help you sort out their meaning for you. Third, going forward: I would suggest that you need to complete some measure of the self-searching described above before you attempt to relate any of this to your friend. It's not a question of whether you tell him until you know what to tell him. I would also suggest that you give yourself permission to feel these uncertain emotions, and permission to explore them in your thoughts, but not attempt to act on them while they are still causing you distress. Recognize that the roles that you both occupy are substantially different than the roles you once occupied, and that you will never again be the same men you were when you were single and could be devoted to one another. That ship has sailed, and you are both now captains of your own vessels, under separate sail. You must grow apart in some ways, even if you grow alongside one another, like a tree that branches into two trunks; you will always share common roots. Explore in your mind how your life looks in this context. Given the level of mental distress and physical and behavioral effect that you describe, you may well wish to consider looking into some clinical evaluation. In any psychological evaluation, distress is usually a primary diagnostic factor. There's not necessarily any reason to suppose that you are experiencing anything beyond an unexpected coping with changing life circumstances, but the relatively sudden, unexpected, and intense onset of this episode may be worth looking at from a clinical perspective. The degree to which what is happening is truly psychologically uncharacteristic of you (as opposed to simply repressed) is a matter that may be most effectively explored in a therapeutic setting. Everything's going to be all right. You're not losing it. The sky isn't falling. Go let your kids remind you what's really important today.

I've fallen asleep with my cock still inside a bottom and then woken up with my cock hard and already fucking them before they're totally awake.

For years I’ve wanted to find a professional gay masseur to give me a full body massage. I finally found one locally via Fabguys and booked a 2 hour slot through his business website. Had the appointment today. Nice guy, fit, very professional and very well hung and thick with a nice curve. So I was face down on the table, genuinely enjoying the Swedish massage with the warm coconut oil and the deep strokes all over, with him returning every now and then to my cheeks and my hole, occasionally rimming me, then finally working his fingers in me. I was putty in his hands - literally. His fingers were eventually replaced by his cock - a good 9 inches - working its way slowly into my tight hole. After some gentle fucking which was a real pleasure - wham - he thrust himself in through my ‘second ring’ deeper than I’ve ever felt! It was amazing! He kept pummelling me for a few minutes until I felt his cock pulse and throb as he came deep inside me. 7 hours later, his load has just oozed out of my hole and it tastes amazing 💦🐷😈 Hoorah for Fabguys!

Part 33: Dom takes Ryan and a Revelation (part 5) (Dom's Perspective) “So, did you load your dad’s ass up?” I asked, my cock still hard after loading Lewis up with my toxic cum. The kid was taking a break before we fucked him again. I knew his ass must have been killing him. Even though Peter’s cock was larger than average, mine could cause even the sluttiest of cumdumps to cry out in pain. “Sure did,” Ryan said, reaching out and grabbing Pastor Kline’s ass as they walked into the living room. “I can feel it leaking out.” “That’s because his toxic body can’t stand having neg cum in it,” I told him. “You’ll learn soon enough.” “I hope so,” Ryan said. “And how about your ass?” I asked, walking forward and grabbing Ryan’s ass, pulling it open and feeling the cum leak out over my fingers. “Let’s see…” I licked the cum off my fingers, letting the taste of his ass and the cum cover my tongue. “I know that cum anywhere. It’s some delicious charged jizz.” “Hopefully it’ll do the job,” Will said, coming to my side and kissing me, his hard cock burning hot against my leg. “How did you and Lewis do?” “He’s loaded up,” I said. “I stretched that ass wide open.” “He sure did,” Lewis said, smiling and then wincing. “I know the feeling,” Will said. “You won’t walk right for days after Dom fucks you.” “It’s a gift,” I said, grabbing my cock and shaking it, a bead of precum dripping down. “What are those tattoos for?” Lewis asked, pointing at my arm. “Tally marks?” “They’re all the men I’ve converted,” I said. “I was number fifty,” Will said. “We’ve been sharing everyone else,” I said. “I see Will as my crowning glory. The ultimate conversion.” “Why?” Lewis asked, trying to sit but having to stand as he winced. Fuck, I ruined his hole. “Look at him,” I said, eyeing Will’s body, his cock dripping. “He’s the picture of masculinity. Fit body. Hairy body. Gorgeous cock… almost as big as mine. Full balls.” I reached out and cradled his scrotum, feeling his testicles dance within my palm. I made these, I think, feeling their weight, feeling their power. “He was raised to be a good Christian man, the picture of a perfect husband, well-behaved, obedient, pure…” I squeezed his balls, causing him to squirm for a moment before he gave into the pain. “Well, not pure anymore.” “Pure toxic,” he said, showing no sign that I was still squeezing his balls. Satisfied, I released them. “It’s incredible seeing two young men like you,” Pastor Kline said, pulling Ryan and Lewis into a hug, “taking control of their lives like this. I wish I had done that when I was your age.” “You’re doing it now,” I said. “What more can a father do beyond taking his son’s cock in his ass and hopefully contributing to his poz conversion?” “Not a thing,” Ryan said. “Jay and Peter still at it?” Will asked. “I think so,” I said. “You know Peter. He can go all night.” “Is he the only one?” Ryan asked, stepping forward and grabbing my cock. “How about you? How long can you go for?” “Not sure,” I told him, my larger frame towering over him, my dominant nature pulling him in. “We can find out.” A phone started ringing, Will turning about. “That’s mine,” he said. “Where is my phone?” “I’d say check your pants, but it’s impossible to tell with so much clothing everywhere,” Pastor Kline said. “Hold on, I think it’s here.” He knelt down, revealing his cum-covered ass. “Yep. Here it is.” He started to turn, but stopped, his eyes glued to the screen. “What’s wrong?” Will asked. “Nothing,” Pastor Kline said, shaking himself out of his daze. “Sorry… I, ugh… got lightheaded for a second.” He handed Will the phone as the call stopped ringing. “It was your dad, I think. It said ‘Dad’ under the, uhm, picture.” “Thanks,” Will said. “I’ll call him back later.” “I still want to meet your father,” I said, taking his phone, eyeing the picture on the screen. “He’s a handsome man. I see where you and Jay get it from.” “I’ve already told you,” Will said, putting his phone to the side, “He’s as far from us as you could get.” “Like you?” I asked, smiling. “Now, I think it’s time I had a chance of exploring Young Mr. Kline.” I stepped forward and wrapped my arm around Ryan’s body, pulling him close. “Would Papa Kline like to join?” “I have to head out,” Pastor Kline said. “What?” Will said. “Already?” “Yeah,” he said. “Sorry.” “But we only got started,” Ryan said. “And I still wanted to be sandwiched between my pastors,” Lewis said. “Maybe another time,” Pastor Kline said, collecting his things. “I’m sorry. It’s been incredible, though.” He looked at Ryan, his eyes tearing up. “I finally got to do what I’ve always dreamed of doing. I’ve had my son fuck my ass.” “It won’t be the last time,” Ryan said. “We should go on a guys trip this summer.” “Absolutely,” Pastor Kline said. “We’ll make that happen.” “Who knows,” I said, my aching cock pressing into Ryan’s ass. “Maybe we’ll all join. I’d like to have my way with multiple generations.” We watched Pastor Kline leave while Lewis and Will went back to the room, Ryan pressing his ass against my cock. “You think you can handle me,” I whispered, lightly biting his ear. “All of me?” I ran my hands along his sides, moving them to his front, feeling the muscles which defined his young body. He felt powerful, like he was at the peak of his youth, of his strength, of his power. I was excited to add to him, to his body, to his life. “What is it that you want?” “I want your cock inside me,” Ryan said, his hands reaching back, grabbing my ass. “And?” “I want your poz cum.” “And?” I pressed. “And I want you to tear my ass to pieces,” he said. I smiled. “Strong words from someone who has only fucked a few times.” “Doesn’t mean I don’t know what I want,” Ryan said. “My dad knew what he wanted. “Will knew what he wanted. So did Peter. Sometimes, we just know.” “Good,” I whispered, watching as my breath sent chills across his warm skin. “Because there is no going back. Just look at Peter who is still clawing for it. Look at Jay, Will, your father.” Ryan tilted his head back, looking me in the eye. “I want it,” he said. “Can’t you feel Will’s cum leaking out of my ass. I want it.” I reached down and could feel it still leaking out. I smiled. “Guess you’re lubed up.” I shoved my dick into his ass, his body jumping as I filled him. “Fuck!” he cried, his hands leaving my ass, one reaching back and wrapping around to my neck, the other reaching out into the air. “Oh, fuck!” “Feel that,” I growled, thrusting hard into his ass, his body shaking from my intrusion. “I’m tearing you up inside. You thought Will was big, you have no idea. Will and I are different.” “How?” he moaned, his breathing short as I held nothing back. “Will makes love,” I told him, jamming my cock harder into his ass with each word. “I fuck… hard.” I pushed his arm away from my neck and wrapped my arms beneath his armpits, trapping him against me. “Fuck me,” Ryan cried, his chest heaving. “Fuck me!” My arms wrapped around his chest, and I could feel his heart beating hard against my arms. His one hand rested on my arm, his fingers touching the tally marks. “Do you want to be one of them?” I whispered. “Do you want to be one of many?” He moaned, his hand trying to grasp the tattoo. I slammed into him again. “Do you,” I continued, “want to be like your father?” Slam. “Like Will?” Slam. “Like,” I said, pressing my mouth to his ear, tasting his sweat, “me?” “Yes,” he groaned, his hole grasping my cock and milking it. “It’s all I want!” “Then it’s yours.” I buried my cock deep, unloading in his ass, hearing him moan as his own cock started pumping out his neg cum. I watched it cover the floor, his body releasing what he no longer wanted, his ass accepting what he needed. “Beautiful,” I said, kissing his neck. (Pastor Kline’s Perspective) I looked down at the screen, watching as the phone continued to ring. I felt dizzy, my legs suddenly weak. “It was your dad, I think,” I said, trying to calm my racing heart. “It said ‘Dad’ under the, uhm, picture.” I didn’t hear much of what everyone said after that. I felt numb, as if I’d run a race. I made an excuse to leave, though I hated to. Seeing my boy naked amongst all those men, the men who saw me and wanted me, made me the hardest I’d ever been. This was the night I had been waiting for, even before I knew Ryan would be there. For weeks I had told Will and Dom that the fuck I wanted the most was with my son. Sure, we'd be able to fuck again, but again with everyone else? I didn't know... I got in my car and drove home, sitting outside, unable to go in. I didn’t want to see my wife. I didn’t want to see anyone. My heart was still racing. I had wanted to stay, to watch Dom take my son’s hole as he had taken mine so many weeks ago. I wanted Ryan to fill me again with the cum which would, under other circumstances, become my grandchildren, but was now meant to become toxic. Yes, the other men would help him along this road, but I wanted to be there for every fuck, for every load. I wanted to see him becoming the man I had wanted to be when I was his age, when I had been young and first in love. I still remembered that man, the man who had captured my heart, who had first helped me realize that I was gay. He had been a senior when I was a freshman, new on that college campus. I sought after him for so long… but it was never to be. I never knew if he even knew that I had wanted him. I never knew if he had given me hints… as I had given him. Ben. I remembered his name. And, I still remembered his face, though tonight was the first time I had seen it in decades. Like me, he had gotten older, and, like me, he went by a new name: Dad. How had I never noticed the similarities before? How had I never realized that the man who I had first fallen in love with, the man who made me realize that I wanted men, was Will’s father? ________________________________________________________________________________________ I'm hoping to shift the story forward within the next section which will be the last from this night. Yes, conversions are coming. Will's father will be arriving soon............

This fucker has done me well over the years...

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

I was at work one Saturday, alone in my office. Went on Grindr and spotted a guy close by who wanted to be bred. I let him in and recognized him as an HIV counselor from the clinic I go to. He would always come in during my appointment to discuss safe sex. We started kissing and then I had him lay on the conference table. Pants off, legs up my tongue in his hairy hole. I slid my dick in and he begged for my poz load. Bred him and sent him back to work with my load. We smile at each other every time I see him at the clinic

Chapter 7 The men lay in a sex daze for some time on the bed before Jason instructs his son to get up. “Son I’m so proud of your acceptance of your new role and the intense changes that are taking place. Now It is time for the next stage. Although, your lean muscular body advertises you as a submissive jock slut, I think we need to emphasize it by shaving you body from the neck down. Tyler and I will take you into he bathroom shave you. Your hairlessness will emphasize you as my submissive jock son, contrasted by my dominant hairy muscular frame.” Jason explained. “Oh dad that’s so hot”, Jake said earnestly. The men proceeded to the large walk-in shower. Tyler and Jason massaged shaving lotion all over Jake’s body and shaved every hair from his dick, balls, ass, legs and chest. They both took special attention on Jake’s hole shaving closely to his jockpussy lips and grazing the tender skin causing a few small cuts to form. As they did this they fingered his now smooth hole massaging the fresh poz load in his hole into the small newly formed abrasions. This aroused all three men. After the shave was completed they all washed themselves with in the hot steamy shower. Then all three went to the small sauna adjacent the cabin. There Jason and Tyler relaxed in the sauna as Jake knelt in front of the hairy, imposing men, Taking turning sucking on each man’s cock while they laid back tweaking their nipples, encouraging the obedient muscle jock to earn his ‘breakfast’. As the men reached climax the now smooth teen guzzled down their dirty loads demonstrating his new role as their new submissive cum hungry jock slut.

Chapter 6 Jake fell asleep in between the two men on the large bed. All three fell into a deep sleep after the long fuck session. The next day as the sun rose across the lake, Jake slowly awoke with the feeling of his dad’s dick snaking into his used hole. He slowly rotates his hips backing up closer to his father to guide his dick in. Jake still sloppy hole allows easy access to Jason’s hardening dick. As his father’s cock slide into Jake’s hole. He thinks back to how long he has longed for his dad…. Catching glimpses of his dick, seeing him dressing and undressing, staring at his huge bulge in his swim trunks. Every time resisting his sexual desire for his father. Now all that has fallen away as he backs deeper and deeper onto his dad’s dick. Jason slowly wakes up to his sons hole wrapped around his huge dick and begins to thrust inward. His son moans. The sounds wakes up Travis and he sees the Jake being fucked from behind. He begins kissing Jake as he’s getting fucked then moves down and begins kissing, licking and biting Jakes muscle nips making Jake rock hard. Tyler realizing his morning wood needed attention, repositioned himself to allow Jake to suck his dick. Jake immediately opened his mouth to accept the large member and could taste stale cum on his dick from the fuck session the night before. Jakes milks his dad’s dick with his muscle hole as he sucks on Tyler’s dick getting him fully hard. He can taste the silky pre cum leaking from Tyler’s massive dick. The two dicks fill the lean muscle jock and he is in ecstasy. Jake pulls Tyler’s cock out of his mouth and moans, “mmmmmm daddy!” The moans from his son electrifies Jason, his dick growing even harder in his son’s cunt. He repositions his son with is ass up and slams his dick balls deep. His sons screams are muffled by Tyler’s large dick face fucking him. Jake strokes his dick while taking it on both ends. Jason’s brutal assault in on his sons hole allows Tyler’s dick to get even deeper into Jake’s wiling throat. The sight is Jake taking his dad’s poz dick draws him closer to climax. His heavy balls fill up. “You ready for you first poz load of the day fag!” Tyler asks as he face fucks the submissive jock. All Jake can do is offers a muffled acceptance. “TAKE MY LOAD FAGGOT!!!! “ Tyler screams as he begins to blast his poz cum deep down the jocks throat. Tyler guzzles down as much as he can but chokes and gurgles on the massive cummy load in his mouth but eventually takes it all in. The taste of his neighbors toxic load in his mouth send Jake over the edge and as he stokes his teen cock he begins shooting on the bedsheets below. Jason’s balls begin to tense up as His son’s muscle ass clamps down on his dick while he shoots his load. His begins piston fucking his son at a furious pace. His son’s wet man pussy lubricating his shaft. “I’m gonna breed you son with the dick that made you!” Jason’s breath grows short. “Please give me that load daddy” Jake begs. The sounds of this son pleading for his cum sending him over the edge and Jason begin flooding his sons hole with toxic cum. He pounds it deeper and deeper into his sons wrecked hole. Cum oozing out around his cock and balls. As his orgasm subsides he pulls out his still hard dick from his son’s used hole, he fingers his hole with his rough finger nails to make his seed take. Jakes flinches at first but with the feeling of his dads strong hand on his muscle back his knows there is no other way and obliges.

Eric was good looking, and he knew it. He had an average build, but it was all about the face. And Eric had the face of a model: Smooth thick black hair cut short, blazing blue eyes and thick lips. He was shorter than most guys and pretty lean, always running and watching what he ate. He also had a perfectly pert, tight boy ass. Eric liked to party. Hard. His drug of choice was cocaine. He didn't have a job that could support that habit though, so he tended to leech off of his friends at the clubs. At 19,he was too young to drink but he was expert at teasing drugs and money out of older men. But like he told me, he liked to go out, not put out. He didn't care for older men sexually, but he had to tease them to get his fix. Bill was his main target. At 57, Bill could have been Eric's dad, and he had a thing for young guys. He liked that Erica dressed and acted kind of trashy, since he didn't come from any money. Eric also had a couple of tattoos including a playboy bunny that you could see the tip of snaking out of his underwear when he danced shirtless, which he did every night. That drove Bill wild. Bill had been the one to introduce me to the scene years ago, when I was about Eric's age. The first time I met him he was celebrating his 50th birthday at a gay club, and had invited me over for shots. I was young thin and blond, and those things drove him wild. After an hour of drinking and dancing he cornered me into a stall and offered me some T, which I'd never tried. After doing the bump he kissed me and started rubbing his muscular body against mine while I smiled, drunk and high. I giggled a bit, and he softly kissed and bit at my neck. "It's my birthday," he reminded me, his hands exploring just beneath my shirt. "Did you get me a present?" I laughed, feeling nervous. He smiled at me. "Feeling good?" I was so I nodded. He was making me feel a little uncomfortable. I didn't like making out with an older man in a dingy stall at a nightclub. I wanted to make out but I didn't want my friends to know I was with an older guy. And they might hear. Us, especially my moans. The next thing I remember is making my way to the club's dark backroom. Once in the dark, I could hear moaning and the unmistakable crude slapping sounds of male flesh. Bill pulled me against himself, kissing me and forcefully pressing my shoulders until my face pressed against the bulge of his jeans. "It's my birthday," he reminded me as his hands fumbled with the zipper. " Make daddy feel good for his birthday. " My mouth was suddenly full of cock, and I struggled to move my head away but his hands firmly held my head pressed against him. I gave in and started slurping and sucking with my mouth and tongue. I was dizzy at this point and even though.I was gagging his cock felt right, like I'd opened a door with a missing key. Bill came quickly that night, forcing a huge load down my throat. After I'd swallowed he wiped his slimy, veiny cock against my face and left a slick cum and spit mix in my now disheveled hair. "Good boy." Embarrassed, after we left the backroom I washed up in the dingy toilet. I looked like a mess from gagging and tearing up when he was shoving his dick down my throat. When I came back out, the friend I came with, another young guy named Mikey, rushed over. " Bill invited us to his after party," he told me. I looked back over to the bar where Bill's friends were taking care of the tab. Bill had come to the bar with a married couple and another friend. I didn't even remember their names from earlier but they were all older,late forties and early fifties. The couple , Steve and Jerome, insisted on driving us while Bill and his other friend, Tom, drove in another car. Steve was dressed kind of like a cowboy, and was overweight with grey hair and a full beard and mustache. I rode in the back with Jerome, who was black and had a more muscular build, bald with a silver goatee. Mikey sat in the front picking music while I sipped on one of the two gatorades they'd given us and Jerome gently stroked my back. He smiled at me. " You having a good night? " The truth was I was still buzzed and getting hornier. Usually when I sucked someone off they helped me cum after, but Bill hadn't shown any interest. Jerome's hands slipped from my shoulders down to my lap, and he gripped my hard on through my jeans. " Feels like you're ready to parter!" he said laughing. " How much you have to drink tonight boy?" " Just a couple of shots," I said. But I was really feeling it now, in fact I was feeling tired. I closed my eyes and everything went black. I don't remember everything that happened next. I woke up on a mattress in a dark basement with red lighting, to moans that sounded like they were coming from nearby. Immediately I felt different and put my hand to my neck where a collar had been fastened and I was chained to the wall, still dazed and high. The moans were getting louder, and as my eyes adjusted I finally saw why. Steve, Jerome and Bill were watching as Mikey was spread out on another mattress, his arms tied to his legs, blindfolded and getting his dick sucked by Tom. Tom was the oldest looking there, with salt and pepper silver hair and a face worn with wrinkles and sunken skin. He was gripping a thick six inch cock, and his mouth was engulfing Mikey's boyish cock. He started licking his way down, moving his tongue closer and closer to Miley's hole. Bill was smiling down at him. " How do you feel boy?" " Good, I feel g-g-good " Mikey said,stuttering as Tom's tongue circled closer and closer to its target. The other men laughed and Jerome nodded towards me. " The other bitch is up." Bill walked over and leaned down, rubbing his clothed cock. " Hey princess," he said, unzipping. " You ready to finish the job you started earlier? " Mikey moaned louder and squealed as Tom plunged his tongue inside his young furry ass. Bill pressed his growing cock against me as Jerome and Steve started taking off their clothes. The night was just getting started....

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 16. In the afternoon, Tom feels like he has a fever. He can't think about anything anymore but his need to have someone squirt sperm in his ass. Tom went to tell his boss that he wasn't feeling very well and he felt it would be best to go home earlier today. The supervisor agreed, because there is no way you should be at work when you are sick. "If you continue to feel bad tomorrow, you should stay home tomorrow as well," said the manager. Tom had heard jokes at school that nobody but pathetic fags used the toilet in the nearby park. Tom headed his bike straight to the park and without caring if anyone saw walked straight in to the park toilet. The toilet was empty and dirty. There were tags on the walls and it looked like no one had come to clean the toilet in many weeks. Tom was in the bathroom for at least half an hour until the sound of approaching footsteps was heard outside. A 40-year-old man wearing a neat suit entered the toilet. Tom immediately noticed to his disappointment that the man had a wedding ring on his finger. The man walked past Tom to the urinal, dug out his cock and started to pee. The man glanced over his shoulder at Tom leaning against the wall and asked if the boy had come here to pee or just to spend his time. Confused, Tom also walked to the urinal and started digging his penis out of his shorts until he realized that he couldn't show the man his chastity cage. But it was too late now and Tom tried to cover his own penis as best he could with his hand, so that the man couldn't see it. The man rubbed his own cock with his hand so that it clearly started to grow. Tom couldn't take his eyes off the man's growing cock. Finally, the man reached out and moved the protective hand away from Tom's penis. Well, well, what do we have here? You seem to be one of those guys who only wants to be on the receiving end. "Pull your shorts down so I can see what you have to offer," the man ordered. Tom obeyed and exposed his ass framed by jockstraps to the man. The man grabbed the butt plug in Tom's ass and pulled it out with one quick push. "Oh, I guess you really like to get cock inside you when you have such a big plug in your ass," said the man. The man threw Tom's plug at the bottom of the urinal and moved behind Tom. "You don't have any diseases," asked the man. Tom shook his head to which the man said good. Immediately Tom heard the man spit and rub his spit on his own cock. Right after that, Tom felt the man's unprotected cock in his hole and the man started fucking Tom violently. After only five minutes of fucking, Tom heard how the man's breathing quickened and felt how the thrusts became faster. The man squirted his sperm into Tom, lifted his pants and pulled up the zipper and left without a word. Tom picked up the butt plug from the bottom of the dirty urinal and shoved it back into his hole. Tom waited in the bathroom for another fifteen minutes, but no one came. Before leaving the bathroom, Tom washed his hands and at the same time noticed that there were used condoms in the trash can next to the sink. Tom picked three condoms out of the trash, each containing sperm. Tom stared at the condoms hungrily, saliva dripping from his mouth. Tom tied a knot at the end of each condom to prevent the sperm from leaking out. After that, Tom put the condoms in his pocket and started riding his bike towards home.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 15. On Sunday evening, Tom returned home to his parents. Before leaving, Mark and Peter had both fucked Tom and seeded Tom's ass. Peter had changed Tom's butt plug to a much larger one. Peter noted that Tom's hole had already loosened enough that the average plug would no longer hold the sperm well enough inside Tom. The whole bus ride home, Tom thought about what had happened over the weekend. The whole way Tom rocked himself against the seat of the bus and felt how the ass plug rubbed Tom's prostate wonderfully. At home, mother had cooked dinner and the whole family, mother, father and big brother Dan, were eating at the dining table. The parents wanted to hear how Tom's weekend went and if Tom had a good time. Tom invented all the lies that he and his friend had done during the weekend and assured that the weekend was very successful. After finally getting to his own room, Tom got to play with the new butt plug that Peter gave him. Tom pulled it out and pushed it back countless times until finally he fell asleep. The week started quite normally. On Monday morning, Tom left for his summer job at a sporting goods store in a nearby shopping center and returned home in the evening. Again, before falling asleep, Tom played with his plug again. On Wednesday morning at the breakfast table, Tom's phone beeped. Mark had sent him a Whatsapp message with the text: Now the movie trailer is finally ready and a link to a page where Tom himself has previously gone to watch gay sex videos. Tom's head went blank for a moment, until he remembered the Saturday night videographers. Hell, thought Tom. He had forgotten the whole thing and the video taken on Saturday had apparently been put online, concluded Tom. Tom ate really quickly and told his parents and Dan that there was a message from work that he should get there as soon as possible. Tom pedaled his bike to work as fast as he could and almost ran to the basement of the sports store where there were changing rooms, showers and toilets. Tom went straight into one of the booths and locked the door. Hands shaking, he opened a link in a Whatsapp message that led to a video: TRAILER: TOXIC INNOCENCE. The video was about 5 minutes long with a lot of quick cuts. At the beginning, pictures of a smiling and innocent Tom were shown, as well as clips of Grinder messages between Tom and Mark. Tom reminded many times that all sex must be absolutely safe. After that, the situation suddenly changes when the video shows the events in Tom's motel room, where it is clearly seen how Tom himself tears the rubber from Mark's cock and places cock on Tom's unprotected hole. On the beach, it is shown how Tom goes to the bathroom with unknown men with big dicks. Every viewer knows what it's about. It is also shown how Tom rides Mark's unprotected cock on the beach and how the men gathered around jerk off in heat and encourage the little slut to take the sperm inside him. In the end, blindfolded Tom is shown begging unknown men to empty their bags into Tom's hole. At the end of the video, it is said that the full-length film TOXIC INNOCENCE will be released soon. Tom is shocked at how Mark and Peter posted the video without Tom getting approval first. At the same time, however, Tom had to admit to himself that the video was starting to tickle his ass again. Just an ass plug is no longer enough, Tom needs to get cum in his ass again.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 13. What Tom didn't know was that the moment he was blindfolded, two videographers had appeared around the sling, accurately recording every load of sperm injected into Tom. The cameras accurately record every man who ejaculates and what Tom's face looks like when the sperm is emptied into Tom's hole. Everyone can see that Tom was born to be a cumdump. You can see from Tom's face that he highly values every sperm load. Mark thought this would be an important piece of evidence for Tom in case he began to doubt the wisdom of letting the anon men empty their sperm into Tom's bare ass. You can also see from the video that sperm is always sperm. Tom's reaction is always exactly as horny whether it's the sperm of a fat man, a homeless man or a young muscular stud. The men who had a biohazard tattoo on their chest were no exception either. Equally grateful, Tom accepted the hot load of sperm. Another new man was about to fuck Tom's ass, when Mark came to Tom's side. Mark whispered if Tom wanted blindfold taken out. Tom nodded in agreement. It took Tom a while to get used to the light again, but soon he saw that this time he was being fucked by the reception clerk. After a while, Tom noticed that there was a small scorpion tattooed next to the clerk's cock. A bit later Tom realized what that meant. He had seen a similar tattoo in a video and remembered that the name of the video had been something like "Scorpio pozzes willing negative hole". Tom desperately looked into Mark's eyes, but couldn't get a word out of his mouth. Mark smiled, nodded and stroked Tom's head. “You just have to say if you want Peter to stop fucking. Peter will do it right away if you want”, said Mark. The problem was, Tom didn't want to. It was just as Mark had said earlier. Tom's ass was Tom's only sexual organ. Tom felt alive as the raw cock moved back and forth in Tom's ass, finally injecting his nectar of life deep into Tom's guts. "Yes breed me, please" was all that came out of Tom's mouth. At the same time, Tom noticed how one video camera was filming Tom's face, the other was filming the back and forth movement of Scorpio's cock in Tom's ass. The movements became more jerky and finally Peter released his sperm inside Tom. "Yeah, you little neg slut. Take my toxic sperm," shouted Peter. When Tom's heat leveled off a little, he asked Mark what those cameramen think they are doing. It is absolutely impossible that they can film Tom taking bare cocks and loads one after one in a sling. Mark comforted that the video will only be for Tom's own use, if he so wishes. Doesn't he remember how Blake had also been in the video and how hot the movie had looked. But it's entirely up to Tom who shows the movie. If Tom wants, he can also destroy the videos right at the end of the evening. But he still recommends that Tom at least watch the videos before they are destroyed. Again the new cock pushed into Tom's now wide open hole. Tom was no longer able to discuss the video with Mark because the new cock and man took all of Tom's attention. Tom thought he'd discuss this video thing with Mark later and once again surrendered to the wonderful filling sensation of a brand new raw cock.