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Part 1 (Chem stuff comes in Part 2) Finally. Away at college for a few months and I could breathe. Growing up in a small town, I was eager to go to school in a big city so I could come out, get some more sexual experience (other than trading blowjobs with my best friend under the bleachers of the football field at school) and finally hook up with the older men I’d been fantasizing about for a long time. I’m Adam, and I’m a short, 5’4” tall, furry 18 year old student at a big college in the midwest. I have a nice uncut dick and a big fat hairy ass. I knew I wanted to be somewhere like Chicago when I applied to schools, so I only applied to colleges in big cities. I was horny 24x7 and knew it would be far easier to satisfy my hunger for cock in a large city. The first few months, I figured out how online cruising worked and had a lot of good luck using Sniffies and Scruff. Luckily I had a bike to ride around and my school was near the L so I could get all over the city quickly. I had a couple of regular hookups, including one older guy named Mike who had taken my ass cherry and taught me how to love my greedy butthole. I was in love with Mike’s 6’ tall, beefy, hairy Dad bod and the thick swirls of chest hair on his pecs. He didn’t have a beard but he was one of those guys who shaved every day and still looked like he needed to shave 5 minutes after he was done. Needless to say, his sandpaper chin felt amazing on my boy pussy and he loved leaving loads in my hole. I loved taking those loads, it was even more fun when they leaked out of my cunt and left a tiny wet spot on the seat of the L train when I got up to exit. One Friday morning, Mike texted me and asked me if I’d be interested in meeting a friend of his who was in town on business and looking for a younger guy to hire for an evening. I’d never thought about selling my ass, which I willingly gave away for free, but he was Mike’s friend so I said sure. Mike sent me a pic of another hot early 40s Daddy who I’d be happy to give my hole to, but Mike said he got off on paying boys for sex. Who was I to say no? He also sent me a pic of the guy’s giant uncut dick. I was immediately in love. It was bigger than any cock I’d ever taken before, immensely thick, and I knew I had to have it inside me. His name was Justin and Mike sent me his phone and room number at a hotel in the Loop. He told me to be there at 5. Yes, sir! This fag boy is never late for a good daddy dicking. After I was done with classes for the day, I went home, showered and cleaned out my hole (thank god I had a single room with its own bathroom!) so I would be squeaky clean for the cock I was dreaming of. It was still warm out, so I put on a skimpy pair of nylon shorts a tank top and a cute jockstrap that Mike had given me, which framed my big furry ass really well. I remembered to put the bottle of poppers Mike gave me in a pocket of my backpack and headed out. I’d been instructed not to wear deodorant or cologne and to be on time. I gave myself a lot of time and walked into the lobby of the hotel at 4:50PM, with my heart pounding. I was incredibly horny, as usual, with the added thrill of going to meet a John who was going to pay me for sex. My cock was hard in my jockstrap and my ass was tingling, knowing it was about to receive the hard fucking it so desperately needed. I caught the eye of one of the bellhops who was a cute guy just a little older than me with thick curly hair and a trim beard. He was on his way up with a cart full of suitcases and held the door of the elevator for me. It was just the two of us and he said “You’re lucky to be wearing so little, this uniform is hot and sweaty when it’s this warm out.” I laughed and agreed and he took the opportunity to start at my ass. It’s a nice big ass if I do say so myself, and he just smiled and said “I get off at 10.” I smiled and said “I’ll just bet you do.” We quickly exchanged phone numbers and then the elevator stopped on Justin’s floor. I reached over and kissed the bellman, and he grabbed my ass cheek, slipping his hand inside the waistband of my jockstrap. “FUCK, kid, that’s a nice ass. Hope I get to sample it.” I pulled away from him, smiled and said “you will. Don’t worry. Always room for one more.” No one I went to high school would’ve guessed that shy little Adam would’ve gone away to college and in three months be shaking his booty at hotel staff on his way to turn a trick for money. The bellman licked his lips and said “I sure hope so.” Then the elevator door closed and he was gone. I quickly found the room, adjusted my dick and ass in my jock and knocked on the door.

Happened to be in Florida this year and staying in Fort Lauderdale. The same weekend was the Stonewall Pride Wilton Manors Gay Pride. I wasn’t sure what to expect with DeSantis tooting Florida as the conservative capital of America. I figured “Hell, I’ll have a drink or two anyways.”. I prepared and dressed in slutty accessible clothes. You know the ones. Who gives an f*** if they get torn or dirty and are easy to pull off and down. Boy, was I presently pleasantly surprised! It was down and dirty, fucking all around the pool table that night, and for the next two nights that I went to afterwards. They sure did know how to treat a Cali boy, right. My ass was rode all night long as I leaned against that pool table. And such a variety of men! Buff, bears, bellies! Clean, goatees, ZZ Top beards! Latino, white, black…. All shoved their cocks in my hole and used it like they should. After each load, I eagerly got down on my knees and clean each cock off tasting the mixture of juices and cum from my ass. One of my favorites was a slender black guy from Chicago with a dick that matched his body. Nice and long he liked to long stroke me and fucked me several times. Another was a heavyset but still muscular black guy that was in the bathroom when I went to take a break. The bathroom was kind of an open air area between the main building and the outside patio. He caught me looking at his thick, meaty member that he was washing in the sink. He asked “you like? “ with an African or Jamaican accent. When I said “yes”he nodded, pushed me over the sink and proceeded to fuck me hard shoving that girth deep in to me. With one hand, he grabbeds fist fulls of my hair, which he yanked on as he proceeded to pound me. I knew my place was to serve him. All in all incredibly fulfilling and rewarding weekend in Florida, that I was not expecting. Definitely would recommend to the other pigs out there!

PART 2 The door quickly opened to the man I had seen in the picture Mike sent me. He was in his early 40s, built, muscled, about 5’7”, but with that hot look of a former college jock who’d drunk a few too many beers. He was shirtless and answered the door in just a pair of skimpy old style 70s coach gym shorts. He exuded confidence and sex appeal. “You must be Adam. Mike’s told me a lot about you. Come in. I’m Justin.” He ushered me into the large spacious room and put the do not disturb thing on the doorknob. The curtains were open, but there was no way anyone could see us, we were 25 stories up, facing the lake. I made a mental note to remember to ask him to fuck me on the balcony outside. We chit chatted for a bit but quickly got down to brass tacks. Mike had apparently negotiated my fee with him in advance. I was a little surprised and thought “so now he was my pimp, too?” But that thought just make my hole pucker. Justin handed me an envelope with 5 $100 bills in it, which I tucked in my backpack. He said “Are you nervous, Adam?” I nodded and laughed a bit. “Yeah, a little.” “Don’t be. I’ve known Mike forever. In fact, he’s going to stop by later.” I was sitting on the sofa, and he handed me a plastic cup that was sitting on the coffee table and said “here, drink this. It’ll help you relax and have a good time.” I took the cup which was fizzy and brown so I just assumed it was a Coke. I took a few sips. It tasted a little weird, but I was so nervous that I drank it all quickly. He laughed and said “there’s more where that came from later.” I didn’t know what G was at the time, since the only thing I’d ever done was smoke weed. Justin smiled and said “When Mike showed me your picture, you reminded me of someone that he and I both know. A guy your age. I want to play out a daddy/boy scene where I fuck that guy. Mike said you’d done that with him before, right?” I nodded. “So I’m going to call you Jake, ok? I’m also going to call you a lot of other names. Does that turn you on?” He reached over and touched the back of my neck with his strong hand and massaged it a little bit. All I could do was moan and say “yes, Daddy.” He laughed and said “Good. If anything does’t feel right, just tell me and we’ll readjust. But I think what I have in mind for tonight is going to turn you on very very much.” He sat down next to me on the sofa and leaned over so we started making out. His short trimmed beard and sexy green eyes were making my cock rock hard and I couldn’t stop exploring his furry chest with my hands. I rubbed his nipples and he moaned and said “you can do that whenever you want, son.” I grinned (I loved it when Mike called me “son”) and rubbed his nipples harder with one hand while I reached down to feel his cock inside his shorts. It was incredibly thick and I could feel his foreskin moving over the head of his dick even though it was still inside his shorts. I was starting to swirl from the G and he could tell that I was feeling it, so he just picked me up and moved me to the bed. He laid me on my back and slid his shorts down so that his mostly hard, massive cock was dangling down. He rolled me on my shoulders and pulled my shorts off quickly, while I shucked my tank top. I was completely naked on the bed except for my sexy jockstrap which he made a point of complimenting. Justin grinned at me and said “FUCK Jake, you look so damn sexy,” then he shoved his face into my hole, rubbing his beard and tongue all over my ass. I moaned and reached down to grab his face and pull it as far into my ass as I could. The only thing I loved more than getting my cunt eaten was taking big fat daddy cocks in it and I knew that Justin was only moments away from sinking his cock into my greedy cumdump. He kept his tongue and beard in contact with my hole and I just held onto the back of his head for dear life, while he shoved his tongue as far up my asshole as it would go. I couldn’t do anything but moan like a little pig while my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was one happy little faggot. Justin came up for air “You like that, son? Fuck, Jake you look so hot. Daddy’s gonna love breeding your pretty little cumdump. I got a bunch of loads for you. You want my cock, baby boy?” I just moaned some more and said “fuck Daddy! Yes! Your boy needs your cock. Please give it to me.” He chuckled a little and said “hang on baby boy, I have another surprise for you,” then I felt his index finger slide into my spit lubed hole. After a minute or so with him pushing his fingers in and out of my hole, loosening me up for the onslaught to come, something started to burn a little bit. “What’s that?” He just laughed and said “You’ll find out in a few minutes, boy. You ready for Daddy’s cock Jake?” It was still a little weird that he was calling me by another guy’s name, but ultimately I didn’t care because I was incredibly turned on and knew I was gonna get bred by a hot Daddy while making a bunch of money in the process. If calling me Jake turned him on, that was fine with me. Just fuck me harder. I could feel more burning in my ass and Looked up at Justin grinning ear to ear saying “you feel that son? How does your pussy feel, Jakey boy ?” I had to catch my breath I could feel my heart pounding and my asshole was on fire in a way I’d never felt before. “Oh Daddy, it feels amazing. Please put your cock inside me. Please.” I looked up at him with my best puppy, hang dog look, begging for his cock with my eyes. I was still rolled onto my back with my ass high in the air when he made me flip over so I was on my knees like a good cumdump. Mike had taught me how to arch my back so that he could get all the way inside my hole. Justin laughed and noted this. “Mike’s taught you how to position your pretty little pussy, hasn’t he, son?” “Yes, Daddy. Now put your cock in me, please? I reached back and pulled my big hairy cheeks apart so Justin could see my hole winking at him. Justin just laughed again and said “don’t worry Jakey. Daddy’s gonna give you all of his big fat daddy cock just like you always wanted it.” He reached down and ate my ass a little more, shoving his tongue as far as he could inside my hole, then he pulled up and spat a couple of big loogies onto my butthole. “You think you can take my cock with just spit for lube, baby boy?” “No, Daddy, can I have some poppers too?” Justin just laughed and said “that’s my boy, Jakey. You don’t want more lube you just want more drugs. Good little fag whore.” I blushed a little, but I liked him calling me names and I loved the daddy/boy scene he was playing out. He handed me a bottle of poppers and I took 6 or 7 huge hits off them so my head was completely spinning. My hole continued to burn and get hungrier from whatever he had shoved in there, and he spat on his cock and started to tease my cunt with the head. “You sure you want this dick, baby boy? Daddy’s not sure you can take the whole thing. Do you think you can, Jake?” I moaned like a cheap whore and backed up, trying to get the head of his cock inside me. He laughed and moved away, teasing my hole with his cock head. “Fuck daddy! Give it to me. I need it so badly.” Justin just laughed some more and continued to tease my hole, waiting for my body to absorb the drugs. My hole kept getting hungrier and hungrier and finally he slowly slid a little bit of his huge cock into my ass. “Come on now Jake, tell Daddy what you want. Beg for it, baby boy.” “Oh Daddy! Please give me all of your cock. I need it. My hole is so hungry and only you can satisfy me with your cock, Daddy!” Justin moaned loudly and said “I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a long time, Jakey boy. I need to be inside you. Here we go.” He thrust his cock all the way inside my ass until it was incredibly full. I gasped and then tried to relax so I could handle all of his enormous daddy cock. It was so long I felt it pop past something inside me and then just started to feel warmer all over and hungrier in my hole. “Of fuck! Daddy what did you do to me? Your cock feels amazing all the way inside me, but my hole is on FIRE!” Justin reached over and touched my face, kind of petting me like you would an overexcited dog. “Don’t worry baby boy, you’re safe with me, I just gave you something called T, to make you have more fun. I put it in the piss slit of my cock so it’s melting all the way inside your pretty little furry pussy.” FUUUUCK. He was giving me drugs from his cock into my ass, and there was nothing I could do about it. Which was JUST fine. My body heated up and my hole opened wide to take his dick. I felt like my brain was completely scrambled but my ass was on fire and I needed him to fuck me. HARD. Justin could feel this too and he quickly started to thrust in and out of my ass, fucking me hard and using my pussy like it was meant to be used. His cock was the biggest one to ever fuck me and I was begging for his cock to fuck me harder. “Please Daddy, I need your cock. Rape me harder! I need your cock using my pussy! It feels so fucking good. Please Daddy. Just keep doing what you’re doing.” Then I felt another wave of the drugs in my asshole and couldn’t really talk anymore I was so spun. Justin grinned at me with an evil glint in my eye and said “I’ve been waiting to do this for so long, Jakey! I’ve wanted to fuck you forever and now my cock is all the way inside you just like it was supposed to be. Take my fucking cock you dirty little faggot!” Justin went into overdrive and grabbed onto my hips so he could pound my cunt really hard. I grabbed onto a pillow and just moaned into it, feeling my head explode over and over with pleasure that his cock was giving my hole. After a few minutes of sustained, heavy pounding he cried out “FUCKKKKK! Jakey! I’m gonna breed you! Do you want my load son! Tell me you want my load!” He was begging me to beg him and I finally found the ability to speak again. “DADDY! Please give me your load! Please cum all the way up my pussy as far as you can shoot it! I want to feel your cock cumming in my hole!” Justin kept on fucking me and finally after another minute of full on pounding he stopped and his legs stiffened and he fell forward on my back with his furry chest. He was breathing heavily and I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside of me, launching volley after volley of cum into my cunt. I reverted back to moaning and gibberish and just saying “thank you daddy! Thank you for breeding me!” Justin just keep repeating “Oh Jakey!” Over and over again. Justin’s breathing came back to normal and we rolled onto our sides and began passionately making out, after a minute or two his cock began to get soft and slide out of my hole. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a buttplug and immediately shoved it all the way up my ass before I had time to react. It was BIG. I sighed because I was suddenly full again, but my hole was still on fire. “Don’t worry,” Justin said. There’s way more where that came from.

True story and the stuff wet dreams are made of: Extremely hot day here yesterday. Within 2 mins of putting a “Sling is up, house is cool, hole is hot….” post up on Sniffies, a “Registered Profile” (no stats or pic) guy HMU with, “I am looking for an ass to just drop my load in and then leave. You down?” and this pic. 5 mins later a 30-something handsome guy is at my door, kissing on me, grabbing my ass and fingering my hole, all cummy from the guy who left 30 mins before. He tells me he’s got a 5-day load and not much time so we move to the bedroom where he strips off the business shirt he’s sweated through and his pants in like 20 seconds. When he stripped off his briefs, he was more than half hard. It’s obvious his dick in the pic is soft because when fully hard, it’s substantially bigger than I expected. I hop in my sling and, eyeing poppers on the table, he says, “Take a big hit”. So I do. Just as the rush hits me, he slides in balls deep in one push, using the cum already in me as lube. He goes from zero to 60 in 10 seconds and I’m suddenly on the receiving end of a furious fuck by a very thick 7” cock. Fucker beats up my hole from every angle and all I can do is grip the straps of my sling, push out my hole and open up for him. Just how I like it. And, from the, “Fuck yahs” from him, he apparently does as well. After about 7 mins of all gas and no brakes, he hands me the poppers and says, “Take some big hits and really open up for me because I’m gonna seed you”. I’m riding the rush, my hole is gaping huge, he’s riding my butt nut unmercifully when all of a sudden his eyes roll back, he freezes balls deep in me and howls as he shoots his load. Very hot. Except his orgasm doesn’t stop or even slow down like most guys. It goes on and on and on. He keeps howling, jabbing deep as he can go and I can actually feel his cock pulsing. He keeps going and going and all of a sudden my lower gut is gurgling. For a quick second I wondered if he’s pissing in me, yet realize that he’s pumping an insane amount of cum in me! And I can literally feel it. When he finally started coming down from the high of his jizzing me, I confirm that by asking, “Dude, was that all just cum?” He just smiled and said, “Yah. I cum a LOT in general but that really was a 5-day load”. 5 mins later he’s dressed and out the door and I’m unable to keep all of his load in me. I’m doing my best yet a lot is running down my legs. I’ve got a couple go-to fuckbuds that love sloppy seconds, so I text them. One of them responds he’ll be right over so I left the door unlocked, hopped in my sling and….. …..that’s another story

Getting to both, apologies

I'm a 30 yr old guy who is good looking and has a great career. I've recenly started reguarly visiting the BB clubs in Barcelona where I live and I can't get enough of it. Every week about 10-20 men fuck my hole and I easily end up with a dozen loads in my ass. A couple Saturdays ago I got about 12 loads in OpenMind and then when I left I went to a private party where I got 6 more... When I finally got home I realized I had so much cum in my ass that it had been dripping all the way to my feet. Now all I can think about is getting that load number up as I'm only sexually satisifed when my hole is flooded in random men's cum. Is it possible to do this without risking your health? I'm on prep and do doxypep too but wondering if that is enough so I can embrace my internal slut and offer my hole to as many men as possible. Any advice is appreciated!

I’m looking forward to the chem sessions

My doctor knows I'm gay. When I told him his response was to tell me that the "standard of care" for sexually active gay males would require more regular testing for STDs and making sure that I had been vaccinated for things that straight people usually don't get unless they travel. He also asked me if any previous doctors have talked to me about safe sex and I said yes and then he asked me if I used protection or not and I said no. He said he wasn't going to lecture me that I was old enough to understand the risks. He also told me that if I had any suspicion of having any STDs not to wait and to come in and see him. I agree that having a gay-friendly doctor that you can be honest with is important. If you don't know where to look, call your local Gay/Lesbian center and ask them for referrals. I did that when I moved to Vegas. I contacted four gay organizations around here and the funny thing is that one doctor's name came up from all of them. I thought the doctor might be gay, but no, he's straight. He just did his residency in a heavily gay area and thus knows and understands the gay population very well.

Which is why I say THE most important thing anyone on here can do, if they are going to be sexually active and not use condoms - is to have a Dr that you trust that you can be totally honest with- so that they know what to look for and what tests to run when you go in for an appointment and so that they know their stuff (like the difference between the multiple kinds of warts) and what they should be screening for based on previous history. (yes I know I have already said that on this chain- but I think it is worth repeating)

PART 1 I found out last Saturday that I had to travel to SoCal at the last minute, so I left Tuesday morning and headed down to my client's site. Spent most of the day in and out of meetings and then finally left around 6:30pm and drove thru a Carl’ Jr then headed to the Best Western about a half a mile from the work location. I pulled into the parking lot next to a white work truck not thinking about much but getting my keys and getting to my room and eating and relaxing after my long day. As I got out of the car I noticed a black man sitting in the truck smoking a cigarette and talking on his cell phone. The truck was running and the windows were up so I couldn’t hear what was being said. I took a good look, saw he was an older black man with a scruffy beard with some greying and a short afro style haircut... he noticed me lookin and he looked back we caught eyes and then I looked away and headed to the office to check in. I got my keys and as I was walking back to the car to get my things, I saw him get out of the truck and walk into the door right next to mine.. I got my stuff from the car, went over to my room and was putting the key in the door when the door next door opened and he came out talking on his cell phone. we looked at each other again, I nodded my head to acknowledge him and he did the same and I went in my room set my stuff down and sat at the small couch to eat my Carl’s Jr... the curtains were open with just that white privacy curtain drawn closed but it wasn't completely closed, there was a gap of about two inches between them.. the black man stood outside talking on his cell phone kind of pacing back and forth between the front of his room and the front of mine, I could hear some of the conversation and my guess was he was talking to his wife... as he paced back and forth, I would sense him looking at me thru the curtain gap and I’d look up and catch him looking, a few times I’d see his shadow coming and i'd be looking by the time he came by and he'd see me looking at him.. this went on for about five minutes or so and I was eating while we kept exchanging glances... a few minutes later as he was standing in front of my window I heard the door open again next door, another black man came out and told him he'd be back and got into the truck and left.. he kept talking on the phone and pacing and we kep looking at each other while I ate for probably another 5 minutes or so before he finally hung up the phone and went back in his room. I really couldn't hear much from the room next door but the tv running, I finished eating and started to unpack my dress shirts and other stuff that needed to be hung up and then turned the tv on myself and laid back on the bed to relax. after about three minutes I heard the adjoining room door on his side open and thought that was odd, thinking maybe he was unfamiliar with them and he wanted to see what was there, but then about five seconds later he knocked at the door and I heard him say "yo".... I got up from the bed and went to open the door and I said "hey whats going on" and he looked at me said "so whats up" and not sure where he was going with this I responded "what do you mean" and this time he stepped forward into my room reached down and adjusted himself real quick like black men do and then he said again "so whats up" and this time I was starting to understand where this was going and I responded "just kicking it here after a long day, how about you?' and now he reached down with his hand and started stroking on his shaft with his thumb while he was talking to me and he said "i think u know whats up, I seen you lookin - I look at you, you look at me we be lookin back n forth so what up with u? you dont need to play eyeball no more if you a fag lookin for some dick I got some, I can give you some for real you dont need 2 be cute about it... so I remembered my teaching from my black master and I responded "just like that, huh?" and he responded "yea, just like that" ..i told him I was down and he asked me how much dick did I want. he told me he was staying there with a buddy from work that he kicks it with now and then and that his buddy would probably be down to give me some dick too or it could be just me and him.. I told him I was cool with two guys and he said give him a minute he was going to call his buddy and he did, he had him on speaker phone, his buddy answered "yo whats up" and the older black guy said "you wanna get your dick wet tonight" and his buddy responded "yeah, what you got in mind" and he said "got some boi pussy in the room next door he cool taking us both on" and his buddy responded "he a freak?" and the older black guy nodded his head yes while he looked at me and said "yes" to his buddy on the phone and his buddy said "aaaiiiggghhtt ... imma get some drink at the liquor store n hit the burger king, lets kick it after we eat" and the older black man said "aaiiightt .. late!" and hung up. he looked at me and said he'd get me when they were ready and I said ok and he left the room and closed the door on his side and then I closed the door on mine but left it unlocked. I went and laid back on the bed both amazed and worried and confused because I really knew nothing about either of these two and I didn't even get to see the other black man at all really just saw him quickly in passing walking toward the truck.. about 20 minutes later I heard the door open to the room next door and then heard him and his buddy talking but couldn't make out much because their tv was on but I could tell the spoke for a couple of minutes and then started to eat because of the silence in between the sentences, so I decided to get myself ready for whatever was going to happen next.. after that I went back to watching tv while I waited. Finally about 40 minutes later I heard the adjoining room door open on his side and then the older black man, now in boxers and a tank top, came in and said "we ready" and I got up and walked into their room. I finally got to see his buddy, he was tall, like 6" and very slender, probably weighed about 160 lbs at most, in his late twenties, not very attractive honestly, actually kind of ugly, looked very rough and ghetto, had his hair in corn rows with a few longer strands on the sides and back and he was laying back on the bed shirtless with some yellow basketball shorts on toothpicks for legs but no obvious bulge... as I walked in the buddy said to me "so u the bitch givin up that pussy tonight" and I said "yeah I guess so" and then the older black man introduced me to his buddy s Leon and told me that his name was Vince and I told them my name was Richard. Vince told me they were in town from Bakersfield working on a freeway construction project nearby, but they lived in Bakersfield, I told them I lived in Vegas and was there for the week on business heading back on Friday and they told me they would be there thru Friday morning as well and then heading home. After a little small talk Vince took off his tank top, dropped his boxers and laid back on the bed with his arms behind his head. I took this as my cue and took off my t-shirt and shorts and boxers and Leon dropped his shorts as well.. Vince had a nice looking dick and was already starting to get hard and I walked over and got on his bed on all fours and started to suck his dick, which had just started to grow as I started sucking on it and moments later I felt Leon rubbing my ass and spreading my ass cheeks open and I heard him say "damn, pussy looks good" and Vince responded "this mouth feelin pretty good right now too"... as I was sucking on Vince's dick I could feel it continue to grow bigger and wider and bigger and wider as I sucked it and then I started to feel it form a mean upward curve as it continued to inflate in my mouth and spread my jaw open, his mean upward curve was now very obvious and I had to lean my head forward more to accommodate his fat curved dick as I sucked it, I could hear Leon licking his fingers and rubbing my ass with his other hand and then he started to stick his thin bony middle finger in my ass and twist it around and he said to Vince "damn, pussy feel tite, we gonna have to bust it open" and Vince just responded by saying "u know it". By now I had already figured out that taking Vince in my ass was going to be a challenge because of his wide girth and because of the mean upward curve, I kept sucking on his dick and he was moaning and saying "oh yea baby that’s how daddy like it, lot of tongue and no teeth" and Leon was twisting his finger in and out of my ass while stroking it in and out and then I felt two fingers go in and more twisting and stroking.. I kept sucking Vinces dick and every now and then he'd put his hand on my head to adjust the pace and then let go, Leon pulled his fingers out and stepped off the bed and returned a few seconds later with some kind of lube (later found out it was cocoa butter) and I felt him lubing up my ass and heard him stroking the lube on his dick.. Vince asked him if he was gonna tap that ass and Leon said yes and Vice responded "aiiight, imma kick back and enjoy this head action"... Leon was busy fingering my hole with the lube now and doing a one finger then two finger alternation for a bit before I felt him move up behind me and get ready to stick it in.. remember, I had still not seen his dick and didn't recall seeing a bulge either so I wasn't sure what to expect, I was already surprised by how big and fat Vince's dick was and how curved it was too. I continued to suck Vinces dick and finally started to feel Leon rubbing the head of his dick on and around my hole and from what I could tell at that point it felt like it was probably a little bit bigger than average but nowhere near as fat as Vinces dick.. finally Leon held my ass and started to slide his dick into my ass and I felt my ass open up and confirmed that he was a little bigger than average in width, he played with my ass a bit sticking it in pulling it out sticking it in and pulling it out I think he liked the visual and then finally I felt him stick it in and start pushing it deeper into my ass, he started doing some stoking but just real easy like he was loosening me up and then he started to slide more of his dick into my ass, as my ass started to fill up with his dick I expected to feel his pelvic area hit my ass soon but boy was I wrong about that... he kept sliding dick into my ass deeper and deeper and deeper and there was still more dick to go.. Vince asked him if he was in yet and Leon responded "almost" and slid more dick up my ass and after I could already feel him deep in my guts I finally felt his pelvic area hit my ass cheeks, and then he told Vince 'now I’m in" and Vince asked him how it felt and Leon responded "pussy feel real good, don’t get too many bitches take my whole dick" and Vince responded "I think this bitch fuck some niggas before cuz he workin this dick too good for its size" and Leon responded "for real dude, I’m balls deep in dis bitch and she ain't even squirm"... Vince asked me "you fuck some niggas before" and I moaned "mmmm-hmmm" with his dick in my mouth and he said "yea I thought so", Leon left every inch of his dick balls deep in my ass, just holding my ass deep against his pelvis and told Vince he was gonna enjoy every inch of my pussy for a bit and Vince told him take his time cuz my head game was on spot so I kept sucking Vinces dick while Leon enjoyed every inch of the inside of my ass, doing some grinding but keeping it balls deep inside me. Finally Leon said "ok, time to work this pussy now" and started pulling out and pushing in at an easy pace at first and then slowly picking up the pace, sometimes going only partially back in and sometimes going balls deep, I could tell by now that he was really turned on by the visual of it all by how he was fucking me, by now Vince had both his hands on my head and was pretty much controlling my head movements while I sucked his dick and Leon was stroking in and out of me at a medium pace, hands firm on my ass and occasionally slapping my ass and saying "damn that some good pussy, bitch treat dis dick rite"...Vince asked Leon if he planned to nutt twice and he said 'yeah' and then Vince told him he'd do the same, after a few more minutes of this I heard Leon tell Vince, "ok, imma work it hard now" and Vince responded "aiiight" and then both of them started to get more aggressive with me, Leon was pumping my ass hard and deep, slapping my ass after ever few strokes saying "imma fuck this pussy bitch, how u like dis bitch" and slapping my ass again, Vince had my head in a head lock and was pumping my head up and down on his dick with force saying 'suck that dick bitch, suck that shit good'. As I was getting worked hard at both ends for what seemed like 20 minutes Vince asked Leon "where u at" and Leon responded "I’m close, u wanna nutt" and Vince responded "yea lets nutt this bitch up" and they both got even more aggressive with their fucking and I heard Leon moan out "awww shiiiit, aawww shiiiiit" and then Vince said "fuck, imma nutt" and started to blast his load in my mouth, I felt gobs of cum squirting out of his dick and filling my mouth and he was about four squirts in when I felt Leon grab my ass hard, slam his dick balls deep in my ass and started yelling "oh fuckk" gasping for air and started squirting deep in my ass as he moaned out after every squirt, I felt his hot cum coating the inside of my guts, ever bit of the force of the blast was against the wall of my guts and completely unmistakable, meanwhile Vince continued to squirt gobs of cum filling my mouth so much that I had to swallow before he even finished his nutt. Leon was exhausted, I felt his hot sweaty body lean down on top of my back his arms now by my side holding himself up on the bed and he told Vince "holy shit what a fucking nutt!" and Vince responded "fuck yea it was" and let go of my head... I sucked Vince clean, and Leon leaned back and slowly pulled out and once his head was out I felt him squeeze a little cum from his shaft onto my hole and wipe it around with the head of his dick and then he got up off the bed, so I finally leaned back and off of Vinces dick and both of them were obvious sweaty and spent and Vince looked at me and said "fuck you a good bitch for bein an older bitch" and right away Leon said "fuckin for real bitch, I dont get balls deep with a lot of bitches but fuck that pussy banging" I finally got to take a good look at Leon's dick, he had a hairy bush of black pubic hair, his dick was at least 11 inches, maybe 12, and a little thicker than average with the head like an arrow and two nice sized balls hanging from a sack that was like three to four inches away from his body... Leon went to lie down on his bed and I just kind of stayed there on the bed for a few minutes while they caught their breath and recovered from their orgasm and finally Vince said "damn you a good fuck bitch" and Leon responded "true that" and Vince said we should take a short break before we swap places and I said ok.

Being a SWer is work as you never know what they are really about. You can have a lot of fun or a nightmare

My first post, got so turned on reading the comments here, not very experienced but so turned on by bb and want more. Last load was on the way home from work, I messaged a fuck buddy about how horny I was and needed to fuck. He messaged straight back saying his bf was still at work and to come over quickly, loaded his beautiful hole.

Chris' transformation to a pig was similar to that of Klaus and Ludvig. Both men had willfully succumbed to Helmut's proposal with no resistance. Both were more courageous if anything when considering the actual risk they put themselves in. It was a leap of faith that they had no idea would last more than a decade. It is a fact that they had converted other men, though there had never been any further contact. They had forgotten their mentor's wishes. It was Chris who was their first official initiate. His cock was locked in a steel cage for 4 weeks after that night. Every 2 days, Ludvig dedicated to having his cum only in Chris. By the 3rd week, Chris experienced a fever like no other one Saturday morning. The timing for a celebration couldn't be better. That evening, Ludvig's ad for a cumdump that would take any loads was RSVP'd by around 18 guys in the area. Chris, still in a haze, was chained onto a sling with a gas mask with the same jock. A chain with a padlock was placed around his neck. The key Klaus pulled out from it was used to unlock the chastity device. During the 4 weeks, Chris had been deprived of T by Ludvig to control his consumption in order to build tolerance. The mask, connected to the water pipe Klaus had would feed him at intervals. The first hit Chris had after weeks was cathartic. Previously he couldn't contain his erection within the cage when Ludvig slid himself into him. Now, it didn't matter. He discovered how to use his hole during his time with Ludvig. Klaus gave the first fuck before the men arrived. "It's as if your cunt has been reupholstered" Chris managed to only nod when he heard those words, squinting his eyes in an attempt to make out Klaus' face through the foggy lens. Anything he said was muffled. The closest thing to a safe word he had was an additional handle that was hooked onto the chain of the sling that he could use. Much to the surprise of Ludvig and Klaus, it was never used. It earned him a newfound form of respect from them. That night, Chris took the loads as if it was his sole duty. He was able to move his hips into each men who penetrated him that night. The T was his fuel. He had longed for it every time Ludvig had finished in him during those weeks. At first, Ludvig would tell him that he would get a hit the next time he gets bred yet each time his wish wasn't granted when it was just the two of them. Klaus would at times come up to exhale his smoke onto his body to tease without ever reaching anywhere above his chest. He feared that he would forget the pleasure of T. He held onto the memory of it as much as he could, telling himself that he will earn it. It motivated him to prove himself to them. When the smoke travelling from the tubes to his mask had engulfed him, the familiar feeling that he thought would return was less familiar. It was stronger than before. The boost of dopamine elevated him with his inner desire coming out with no more shame nor worries as before. The fear of the unknown had disappeared. He began to ride the dragon like Ludvig and Klaus did, capable of control. He no longer drooled and became docile to anyone's pleasure like the rag doll he once was. Rather, he participated in surrendering himself. He tirelessly moved his legs and arms, bound to the slings in the effort to follow the pace of getting fucked. The lucky men who got a taste of Chris' cunt were most middle-aged, above average in their looks. Ludvig was selective. Initially, more than 30 guys were interested. Out of 18, around 11 were poz. Out of 11, 3 weren't on meds or never bothered to test. Of course, it was those 3 that stuck with Chris. *1/3 Bear Furry and close to Chris' height and age, the first 'I don't care what my status was' was a bear who fucked like he found the perfect cub. It was this man who Chris modelled himself after when it came to his physique. Pants down and his flannels unbuttoned, he had a strong abdomen under an irresistible beer belly with canon arms that could carry the earth. Chris would feel the tremors coming from each thrust, never letting go of the sling chains to withstand the momentum. A wide smile would appear out of bristling facial hair as he entered himself into Chris. His girth was bigger than the rest, dilating Chris' hole to be called a proper cunt as the bear declared. "This is how your cunt becomes an actual cunt." Waves of cheer swept around the room. Ludvig and Klaus had their own camera on record, turning to different angles to capture the men's enthusiasm for Chris. Klaus replaced the gas mask with a leather one, exposing only the nostrils and mouth. Ludvig fed him water before giving him his first taste of cock. He took it with determination like never before. Every cock he took he had it in fully, ignoring the limits of his gag reflex. Aside from the few twitches, Chris did not flinch. No one was bothered by the time the bear spent on Chris. He was giving them a performance. By the time the bear was about to come, 2 other guys had fed Chris their cum. Klaus wasted no time to taste it from the smooch he and Chris exchanged. He even spit onto his hole for the bear. This sped up the bear to come quicker. He increased his pace and pulled the mask off to look into Chris' eyes. Wide and glossy. His groans and moans were louder for the room to hear. For the crowd, the sight of his face was like a piñata finally cracking open. An suddenly uproar erupted. Impatient with lust, 2 guys approached themselves to line behind the bear. One tried to get ahead and attempted to pull the bear away. Before he could even reach his arm out, the bear came with a loud roar, silencing the room back to its original state. In those moments, Chris felt the warm jets of cum going into him, coating the inner linings of his hole turned cunt. He expected more words from the bear, but the bear was not one to say much. There was friction when the bear pulled himself out of Chris. His cunt couldn't contain the 5th load. It didn't close up like it had. It was turning to a gape. He had to tilt himself above, legs grasping for a higher angle to stop the cum from dripping. Ludvig adjusted the chains on his legs when the bear exited. Chris' legs were now higher than his torso, ass faced upwards. At this level, everyone could see his cumfilled hole wide open. Overflowed at first, the loads got shallower as it went further into Chris' hollow cunt to avoid any more waste. Chris hoped to absorb as much as he can. There was a pause before the next guys turn. The loads were settling itself, brewing deeper into Chris. The next 2 men weren't as memorable as the bear who had undeniably raised the bar. After the 7th guy came, the crowd's excitement started to wane. Chris reverted to being a hole instead of the ambitious cunt he was an hour before. He felt the 2 loads shooting in him, though the guys lacked passion. Base on experience, Ludvig and Klaus expected that there would be a plateau when it came to hosting a cumdump. Even if the bottom was putting their all, the guys can be a wildcard every now and then. Yet they were never pessimistic. The 8th man who came up reignited the ruckus. *2/3 Red Blooded American Rancher A stetson hat covered his face like a dimmed halo. He wore a heavy olive shirt that was tucked into a pair of denim jeans. Further below, polished riding boots with intricate design. The shiny silver buckle of his belt displayed a bald eagle whose foreground was that of the American flag. What stood out when he took his hat off was the horseshoe moustache he spotted under his aquiline nose that made up the long face he owned. Hair parted sideways long enough to reach his ears. He was slender and lean at certain parts, indicating a physically demanding lifestyle. Chris had to do a second take when he felt the hat was put on. It propelled him to behave more seriously and less docile. It was time to wake up. The cowboy spoke in a deep southern drawl that magnetized Chris as well as the crowd, all ears. "Lord have mercy, I'm one lucky fella to find a catch like you this far out. I had a feelin' deep inside me that somethin' good was awaitin' when I saw that pic of yours. I'll be darned..look at that cream ..." He took out his own pipe and lit it right before giving a shotgun. 3-5 hits later and Chris got close to tweaking, more inebriated and prone to the influence that was about to unfold. He took his time kneading Chris' chest, twisting the nipples and sniffing his pits. He noticed how Chris' hole had reverted from the gape to be closed like a navel. Cum continued to ooze out. He inserted his fingers to toy around the cunt, sensing its moist, inner warmth that slushed audibly. Heightened moans escaped Chris who began to push himself forward to the fingers. "Now, now, boy, I reckon it ain't time yet. We still got some work to do 'fore we can satisfy that sweet tooth of yours." The cowboy knew what he was doing. The chains that held Chris' limbs was repositioned once more. His legs spread higher, closer to his arms. He pulled out his own clips to chain his wrists to his ankle, showcasing his ass in a crab tie, still suspended in the air. This new position emphasized his hole to the crowd whose primal urge returned stronger than it was. Everyone was paying their full attention. Fully nude except for the boots, his body contained a tapestry of tattoos that reminded one of an outlaw in the old west. From the still life saloon etched on his back, or the skulls and bones right by his shoulder, there was a story being told of a man who spent a great deal in the dessert. Chris could only focus on his chest depicting cobras swirling in knots on each pec, leading to both its heads biting onto each side of the centred biohazard logo. On closer look, the fangs were visible with drops of venom dripping at the circumference of the logo. "Don't just look deep into those serpent's eyes, darlin'. Let 'em draw you in" Chris was captivated. It's as if his chest animated to compel him. Little did he know that the cowboy had fed him some shards before. The cum in him had suppressed any sensation he would've felt. The booty bump was potent. He no longer felt the tension coming from his wrist being tied to his ankles. His cunt was on fire, desperate to be filled by anyone or anything. Whatever the cowboy wished became his command. It didn't take long for the cowboy to insert himself into Chris. At 8 inches erected, the cowboy revealed his third cobra whose venom materialized to one that was ready to release positively charge loads. He slipped into Chris effortlessly thanks to his position. His thrusts were quiet and consistent, breathing contained from both ends. They were in a trance with the way he rocked himself into Chris, who could only feel the hands cradling his back for balance. The cowboy never failed to lock his gaze with Chris who at times couldn't help himself from appreciating the view of the cobras encircling the logo. Some of the men from the crowd began to jerk off, approaching Chris to swallow their loads. The hat blocked his sight. He couldn't keep track who was who. "Don't worry bitch, this isn't the only load I've for you". "Know what my VL is? 700k and this is the first one" "If I knew a cunt like yours was gonna take poz loads you bet I'll stop the meds" After what must've been close to an hour, the cowboy came closer to Chris after a 5th man dropped his load. Mouth coated in cum, the cowboy licked them clean to properly talk to him. "Now, listen close, I could drop another load in you, or I could share some of the prize with the other fine fellas here. How bout that? Wanna let another bull ride ye?" He couldn't process it. He was lost in his goon, failing to realize the cowboy had came. Disappointed, momentarily at how he didn't contribute his attention to it but enlightened when he understood it wasn't about him at all. He had already surrendered himself to be a cunt after his limbs glued. He sealed his deal hours ago. "Another l-l-load, then, then then someone else. How-how... many loads,, you came?" His speech was incoherent. "Oh bout 5 times, that cunt's fuller than ever. Think a final 6th load will do the trick, you can bet on that" The cowboy thrust quicker before freezing in climax. The palpitations coming from his chest, in combination with his exhalations and contractions came made it harder for Chris to not see the cobras moving, spiralling into the biohazard. They were both in sync, with no awareness of who was around them. The cowboy took a while to gather himself from Chris, giving his gratitude in whispers that he cherished. "Thank you so much for giving yourself, it's been too long since the fangs came out" *3/3 Alt Pusher The atmosphere remained unchanged after the cowboy. Everyone's patience was running thin. The next few guys who bred Chris did so with great vigour, encouraging each other to use the bitch he was, the hole he is, the cunt he has been. The degradation he experienced empowered him to reach self-realization. Klaus caught Chris telling the camera how his metamorphosis was almost finished, how it was beyond his expectations most importantly, how it was fate for him to be where he was. It was more coherent, lucid if anything. Klaus and Ludvig both exchanged a look of accomplishment. The 12th guy was the duo's supplier. He couldn't resist giving them good deal if he had a chance with Chris. At about 6'0, the pusher was thin, tall and quite lanky. He had long black hair he would tie in a pony tail. On his right eyebrow, 2 stud piercing. The only tattoo he had was a scorpion that was close to his thigh. Chris' ascend into tweak valley made the rest of the night difficult to recall. Everything that happened he visually remembered, though when assessing it in detail, he couldn't produce the words. What mattered was that he was not unconscious. The pusher could tell something was up with him. He fed Chris' hole with a cocktail of specialties that convulsed him into a rush within minutes. His high restarted. He was fully aware. The pusher, amused from this made himself comfortable to this vulnerable state. He was rougher than the rest. He would pull Chris by the chain while he fucked him. He relentlessly insulted Chris, referring him as a tweaked out bitch boy who sells his cunt for smack. As he came into Chris, he praised how free he was from being poz and how grateful Chris should be. He had never checked his levels nor did he care. Everyone in the room knew he was shedding.

DoxyPEP is the new black! 67% reduction in infection rates. [think before following links] https://www.nih.gov/news-events/news-releases/nih-funded-study-finds-doxycycline-reduces-sexually-transmitted-infections-two-thirds

alllll the time. I just collect em, get em mostly cleaned out, then get reloaded so I usually wait until I have several. honestly if you factor in the time it takes to fully clear the system I’m not sure I’m ever fully clean. most of us anon cumdumps and whored out fucktoys take way too many loads from way too many sex pigs not to get regular doses accidentally and some of us give them to us on purpose. its just another day in the office. lol

Feeling very pleased with myself for having achieved my first load of the summer (the last load proper was all the way back in October last year!). Having come off the bench and attended not one but two Recon-sponsored events in London last week (lots of fun darkroom action but no actual loads, just yet) I decided to explore this whole “sex on the premises” concept in a bit more detail and head down to Vault139 in central London. I popped in at 6pm, just before nude night started at 7, all PrEPped, douched and cialis/imodium-d up (“be prepared” as recommended by the Boy Scouts), stripped down to my new gray “pig” jockstrap, cinched my cock ring tight, grabbed my poppers bottle, stuffed my credit card down my sock, and handed in all my effects to be stored in a box behind the counter. Then I went for a quick recce (my first time). No sooner had my eyes adjusted to the darkness than I saw my quarry for the evening - thickset, masculine, balding, tattooed (swoon), wearing a wifebeater, a metal chain around his neck (yes please) and a jockstrap, sitting on the bench massaging a cock that was juicy, pulsing, thick, dripping and meaty in a way that got my cock leaking in sympathy. So, dear reader, I sat down next to him, we both huffed on our respective bottles of poppers, exchanged glances that turned into meaningful stares, squeezing and stroking ourselves slowly but surely towards a peak. Sensing that it was time to take the initiative, I knelt in front of him, keeping my eyes locked on his, we both huffed on our poppers in unison, and I slowly bent down towards his shiny leaking cock head as he squeezed it and offered it up to me, and (as slowly and delicately as I could) took just his cock lips between my lips. Receiving the all clear, as it were, I slowly moved forward until my lips had engulfed his pulsing knob head, at which point I was rewarded with a forced dose of his poppers - a different vibe to mine but no less effective. This was an immensely satisfying cock - thick enough to stretch my lips wide, and long enough to make me fight my gag reflex, but not too much to master after a few slow tries. I closed my eyes and shut out the entire rest of the universe in order to concentrate purely on communicating with this perfect COCK as we found a slow, sensual rhythm, down to the root each time and then out until my lips touched only the tip, the perfect balance between active cock worship, and being used like the receptacle I am. The tempo never changed - we just settled into this slow, methodical, leisurely deep throating. I’m sure we had an audience but nothing else mattered - I was totally lost in this mystical experience. It seemed to go on forever (in actual fact about 15 minutes) but gradually I became aware of his moans of “fuck” and “oh yeah” and then suddenly he gripped my head, pushed my right down, and flooded my mouth and throat. And that was it, other than him patting my head as he got up to leave, we smiled at each other and I quipped “see you next week”. In actual fact I’ll be there tomorrow and I hope he will too.

I'd say I catch them at least 2-3 times a year. It's the price we pay for being depraved sex addicts. Get treated, take a break, and move on. It's all part of the thrill!

So it’s been a while since my London escapades, and I’ve feeling frisky. Trouble is I’ve had no chance to get away from work or home. That changed about 2 hours ago. All of my afternoon meetings suddenly got cancelled, so I messaged my friend near the main station here in Zürich if they had time. Bingo, they’re free, but only for a couple of hours. More than enough time to get a nice load. I had a really fast clean out and high tailed it to my friends house, remembering to grab a fresh bottle of poppers on the way. He opened the door naked, sporting a nice erection (about 8.5 inches). As soon as the door was closed he bent me over to start sucking his cock. It’s long and very thick, and I’m having issues getting far down on it. Still, I must have done the trick as he’s even harder now, so into the bedroom we go. He gets onto his back, and after I hurriedly disrobe I crawled between his legs and stared gobbling as much as I can. The pre-cum has started, so I looked him in the eyes and pushed my tongue into the base of his cock, and ran up the full length of it, pushing out a load of the clear goodness which I licked off the top. That pushed him into fuck mode and he got up and made me get on all fours. He started eating my hole like a man possessed, also pushing his fingers inside me. I was moaning as I took a small hit of poppers and just rode the wave of pleasure. 10, 15 minutes later (I have no idea how long it actually was) he straightened up, and gently started using his fat dick to toy with my hole. Then I felt the drip of cold lube and I braced myself for the discomfort of him ramming himself home. Surprisingly, he actually went in quite slowly and gently, letting me get used to his size. As he was slowly pumping in and out, he asked me if I’d been craving his dick and a good fuck (he can be quite brutal). I told him that it was more than a craving, I needed it. He instructed me to take two big hits of poppers on each nostril, and as soon as I put the cap back on, he started pounding me hard. This wasn’t tender, gentle fucking, this was raw lust. The wave of poppers hit me at the same time and I just put my head down, moaning like a bitch. After what seemed like an eternity, he flipped me over onto my back, lifted my legs up and rammed himself home. He’s beginning to drop sweat on to me from the exertion, and although limp from the poppers, my cock is also leaving pre-cum onto the both of us. 15 minutes later, I’m back on my knees and he’s still pounding like a man possessed. Then I feel the pounding getting harder and his breathing getting shallow. Suddenly with a roar he erupts deep inside me, before collapsing on top of me, his cock still inside. We both catch our breath. My arse is buzzing with pleasure. I said to him “I needed that” and he just said “here’s something else you need”. I knew what was coming, and I hoped I could hold it all, but before I could say anything I started to feel his hot piss pouring into me. Honestly, this is how I wish getting cum in me felt. The warmth spreading inside of me was awesome. Thankfully his bladder wasn’t too full, but I had an issue convincing my battered sphincter to hold it all in. This is the second time this guy has done this to me, and it’s just magical. He pulled out and I spun around to clean his cock off (and managed to keep his piss inside). Then I had a quick shower and now I’m on my way to meet a (straight) friend for a drink. I think afterwards I’ll message my friend when I’m on the way home 🙂. Maybe round 2 will be a thing…..

On average a couple of times a year. I am trying to get more regulars so I can control that better. As a total bottom you are a human waste can for men to put their tainted seed into. It’s unavoidable. I have been hiv positive since I was 19. I got my second sti the same year. And every year since. Sometimes three times a year. Unfortunately I can’t prevent them. Just take care of them and move on.

Most STDs are treatable. There's not much out there you can't bounce back from. Just focus on taking as many loads possible!

My regular fuck boy, Drew is away for a few days - he’s being fucked by a Berlin leather daddy. I was real horny last night and I wasn’t up for jerkin off again - I needed to breed. I texted a buddy of Drew’s Ryan. He’s a cute lad and I’ve had a 3some with him and Drew in the past he and Drew have fucked regularly but he’s only ever sucked my cock. So I sent him a pic of my hard cock dripping precum and said Drew's away and I needed to fuck and seed his ass so how about it. He said yes and came over an hour later. I was already naked when he got here so I undressed him and took him to my bed. Ryan’s got a beaut firm ass so I put him on his belly and opened his legs. I buried my face in his crack and forced my tongue deep in his hole. Man he smelled great and tasted better. I ate his ass and lounged his hole - had him moaning and writhing under me. I couldn’t wait so I mounted him and slowly went balls deep up his chute. I fukkin grunted - his hole felt awesome gripping my cock. I said “you understand Ryan, I’m in you bareback and I intend to shoot my load in you” He whispered “yeah” With that I started fucking him and within 10 minutes I was pumping a big load of sperm deep in his hole. After I shot my load he came over my chest and laid on top of me.I asked him to stay the night and he did. I sucked him off in the morning - nice load. Yeah I texted Drew to tell him what I did with his buddy.

Turn me into this girl!!!

There is a risk when BB, just get tested regularly, and keep up the good work of satisfying men. It's always good to hear a guy grunting when he cums inside you, it always get me more horny when man thrusts hard as he cums with grunt.

Thanks to an appeals court decision I'm relaxing the policy on escorting a little... https://www.politico.com/news/2023/07/07/court-upholds-fosta-first-amendment-00105260 Still NOT allowed - “aiding and abetting” prostitution, so... Escort profiles Links to / discussions of escort sites Suggestions someone pay you for sex, or that you want to pay for sex Encouraging someone to pay or get paid for sex. Now ALLOWED... General discussions of safety issues when hiring / being hired for sex Fictional references to escorting Mentioning that you paid or were paid for sex Discussion of why you escort or pay for escorts (done without violating the NOT list) Anything before 2018

Age is a number not a prison sentence. I don't even think about my age because I don't feel, look at it or act it. That being said, I'm an active outdoors type of guy with a great sense of humor. Looking for someone who's adventurous, and outgoing like myself, so like-minded guys who can move twice in the same second say "Hi" and let the games begin! No time for couch potatoes, slugs or homebodies. Anyone?

Hi all. Hope you enjoy this - like everything it's based somewhat on some experiences I've had. Alright lads? My name's Stuart. I'm from Skye originally but moved to Glasgow like most of my mates, cause there's fuck-all to do in Skye and even less to shag. A few years back I was back visiting and I bumped into the mother of an old school friend of mine Bill. When she heard I was moving house, she was delighted and asked if I would stay with Bill for a while. She was worried about Bill's choice of friends and it was a fair request. Bill had hit weed pretty strong in college and had dropped out of a computer science course for part-time jobs as a lighting rigger for shows in the city, full-time job as a stoner. Bill lived in a slightly run-down part of Glasgow, in a beautiful old redbrick house with Georgian windows and crappy insulation - I'd been over there once or twice for some great nights smoking my brains out with my straight mate. His mum was right though, his current crowd was full of right dobbers and pissheads! Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed a toke or two. At this stage I hadn't tried much else - a bump of speed once and a few pills if I could get them. However, unlike Bill I didn't arrange my life around drugs. I kept myself fit by joining a canoeing team in college and did some climbing too. At this point just after my Masters, I was 24, dirty blond, pale-as-fuck skin (thank you Scottish weather), lean with defined muscles and if I tensed-up enough, I had a six-pack. After I got the call from his mum, I called Bill to ask him how he was and if he knew of any rooms in his area. "Aye lad, yeah sorry I forgot to mention it, there's the room going here" he drawled, "but you'll have to be ok'd by the landlords first, but you'll have no bother with them" he continued with a bit of a leery tone. I replied "what do you mean?" I could hear him stop for a toke, hold it, release, and then continued, "they're poofs like you man, you can probably talk to them about fuckin' flower arrangin' or some shite" I laughed "haha, fuck you, ya wee gob, I still remember your stamp collection phase". He spluttered with that comment "not a word of that now, if we're to be housemates, no leaking of any dirty secrets!" I chuckled, "well put in a good word for me and I'll see about "forgetting" certain key facts about Scotland's 1998 philatelist-to-watch award winner". After a few more friendly jibes, Bill told me he'd call them and get them to give me a text with an appointment in the next few days. The following Saturday I got a text "Hi this is Davie, Bill's landlord, Would you able to pop by at 7 tonight?" I groaned a little cause it was midday and as I had just arranged a shag with this fit guy I met through a fuck-buddy of mine - Pedro. At least I was told he was fit. My fuck buddy Andrew being a total slut that he was, had to cancel a shag last minute, and suggested to Pedro that he could get him a replacement. When I got the text that morning I chuckled. Only Andrew would be considerate enough to think of my hole, I thought - although granted, Pedro sounded pretty fit - 36, Spanish, good body, a bit sleazy, 9" cock with a slight curve, top. Ok maybe it was the last part I was happiest with. A drag queen from the local shows used to say "Glasgow is like American Apparel - you can never find a decent top!" And I was due to meet this top at 4pm about a ten-minute walk from Bill's house. "Fuck it" I thought, "I am not turning down some prime Spanish meat for this meeting, I'll get fucked by him and then meet Davie, and then afterward I'll go back for more!" My contact from Pedro had been minimal, I was interested what he meant by sleazy. I just got a message from a blurry torso with rose tattoo on the left pec on Grindr saying "I hear Andrew's recommended you as an animal in the sack, looking forward to later" and an address. At 3.50pm, I got to the apartment at that address and got buzzed in - from the stairwell I saw his door was ajar. I walked in and closed the door behind me and heard a voice "In here Stuart!". I followed the voice to a bedroom and opening the door I saw Pedro, naked, kneeling on the bed facing me, with one hand smoking a joint and with the other stroking his beautiful cock. He had deep golden skin, a shaved head and a fit body with some tattoos. There was the rose on his left pec and more colourful tats on both arms and legs. If this was the United States I'd bet people would be be checking their wallets, but here in grey, dull Glasgow he was exotic. He smiled at me, "hey chico, wanna suck on this". I took my bag and jacket off and walked over to him, "hi Pedro", I said "your pictures don't do you justice". He smiled, took a drag and then pulled me by my shirt-front and kissed me, giving me a blowback from the joint as he did. "It's all yours boy, enjoy the ride" and pulled me down to his cock. Pedro's cock was darker the rest of him and his black pubes were kept trim but were still a bit curly. Kneeling in front of the bed I held his growing cock and started to rhythmically stroke it to full hardness while I got my shirt off with the other hand. I licked the velvety skin of the shaft and took his cock head in my mouth. I only started with the first third of his cock and my mouth felt almost full. His cock was thick, a bit salty and juicy, with a long foreskin I played with a little as I pulled him into a better position. As I started to tug at my jeans Pedro said "Don't be in a hurry boy", and started rubbing my face against his cock, "now show me those cock-sucking skills I've heard about". His cock was getting longer and harder in my hand and mouth, sticking out with a curve to the right. I smelled his clean but strong scent -I fucking love a good sweaty guy! I started to move my head down him. As we got into it, I made my signature move - when you put the tip of your tongue up to the roof of your mouth (like when you say the letter L) and hold it firm while the cock moves back up to push past it in your mouth. Then as it breaks past the tongue, the tongue is quickly slid underneath the shaft - rinse and repeat. Pedro was loving it "Aw yeah chico, do more of that!" I gripped his brown ass and licked a finger to rub his hole, but Pedro said "no dude, I ain't gay for that kinda shit". "Oh great" I thought, "another closet case", but the dick was right - it just fit beautifully in my mouth, soft and firm, pumping in and out. My mouth, his dick - they were like custom designed for each other. I got into a rhythm with Pedro, with him moving his hips as his cock-head increased pace and started pummelling the back of my throat. I took ages slurping and sucking his cock, occasionally licking his taint and balls - this Spaniard was loving the attention, but wouldn't let me rim him. I'd take little breaks to swallow all the extra spit that had built up and one of these Pedro passed me the spliff again. "Up on the bed chico" he said, and started to help me out of my trousers. At this stage the effect of the joint was making me more relaxed and sensual. I shucked off my trousers and shoes and grabbed Pedro and kissed him passionately, tongues battling it out and invading eachother's mouths. "Thank fuck he's got no hang-ups about kissing" I thought to myself, and revised my notions about him being an "MSM" (straight men who lie to themselves that shagging men doesn't make them gay or bi) and thought he was just a top who knew what he wants. Much better. I tasted something acrid in his mouth, and pulled off him to say "what have you been drinking? Window cleaner?" He smirked at me, "close", he said, "you had G before?" I'd heard of G but never tried it. I knew it was easy to overdose on it so I shook my head, "maybe later" I replied. He kissed me down my chest, stopped at my briefs to pull out my semi-hard cock and gave me a few cursory welcoming licks, but as a consumate bottom I knew what he was looking for and twisted myself round to put my ass on display. My ass is pretty fucking beautiful if I do say so myself. All my climbing work has given me a firm white ass with a bright pink pucker I keep shaved. As he inched my underwear off and I spread my cheeks I heard an intake of breath "Dios mio, what a fucking culo" I turned my head to see Pedro taking in my "rear-view". He dove in to my ass with his mouth. Lappping and sucking. He did stuff to me that I can't quite describe and I wish I'd asked him later so I could improve my own technique - but fuck yeah he was good. He used his tongue in a way it felt like his tongue was fucking me but also knew just the right amount of finger to mix in with the rimming. "Mmm, oh chico, this ass is art! You should become an ass-fucking-model. He made those photographer "frames" with his thumbs and index fingers jokingly and then said "this china-white ass deserves a photo!" I quipped "as long as my face isn't in it, I'm game". Pedro looked at me with a devilish smirk, cock at full attention, while rummaging around his room for a camera, "what else are you game for, china-white chico?" Now I'm not naive by a long shot, and I know that in Scotland and the rest of the UK at least "China-white" used to be a term for cocaine, there was a club in London named it as well, so when Pedro pulls out a giant bag of white powder with his camera and places it on the tablestand, I try to just wryly raise an eyebrow - who knows maybe I came across suave and worldly, maybe I looked like I had a facial-tick. I was pretty stoned by then and so was Pedro. This was a huge bag of coke - we're talking at least 500 grammes - like the stuff you see on television, not in a two-bed apartment in Glasgow. I half-expected some officer to magically appear with a knife to cut the bag and rub some on their teeth. "That's a lot of coke Pedro" I said, as levelly as possible. "No shit chico, and I want to snort some china-white off that china-white as of yours" he said with a gleam in his eye. It was about then that I realised his pupils were fully dilated. I laughed "you've been sampling this a bit already, haven't you?". He just laughed too, and brought out a tray and poured out a bit and started crushing it and making it into lines with a credit card. As he took out a plastic straw and cut two short lengths, I knew then I was going to be snorting coke for the first time. He looked up at me and said, "you game China-white?" There was a clock on the wall and it was reading 4.20 (I took a drag of the spliff) and I asked, "Pedro, you can do it, but I've to meet my landlord at 7. How long does coke last?". Pedro immediately realised I was a coke-virgin and bringing over the tray said "don't worry Stuart, it'll be just a mild buzz like coffee by that time". Lying bastard.

It can be hot and sensual initially and as part of being eaten out, but my hole can definitely do more when it’s lubed up with one of the commercial lubes.

my owner has talked about getting me castrated for years and now that I am on hormone therapy he is going to have it done in thailand. except I will not be keeping my cock or my balls. everything is coming off and being replaced by my new fuckhole. as I pretty much only TAKE loads, there is very little reason for me to have a cock. my new fuckhole will get a lot more use and will allow more men to use me at the same time! I once met a man in thailand who was into getting his girls a “surprise castration” where he would have his girls get breast implants and while they were under, have their balls removed. a couple of them also woke up with no cock. these are girls who had consented to letting him do anything he wants to them but they were still pretty surprised to find out they had been castrated. one girl I met had woken up from her breast implant surgery to find their cock and balls gone and to learn she was intentionally pozzed but she was happy about all of it. he got the doctors to save the balls then had the newly castrated destroy their balls with a hammer. he only had a couple of them eat their own balls and I think he sold the rest. the girl who was fully castrated and pozzed told me he was gonna sell her balls but she asked if she could eat them so he let her eat one and smash the other into paste with a hammer. dude is seriously twisted but all his girls love him. I can see why. I’m not sure what they will do with my balls but he said he might have me destroy them.

A 21yo top messaged me that he wanted to fuck my hole. At the same time my alpha top was coming over and is cool with groups. I told the 21yo boy (Asian) - wanna join in? Add be explained that my top was him 7.5, and rough and they could take turns on my ass. The boy came over first and I sucked his average boi cock hard to get it n me. He started fucking me awkwardly and a bit unpracticed. It was hard and opened me. My alpha (30yo hot Hawaiian hung mix guy) came in with that hot BDE and his 7.5 inch swinging. The boi moved over to allow the alpha to use me next. I eventually got him hard and he’s stretching my mouth. No lube just throat goo for my hole. He bangs me and allows the boi to use me inbetween fucks. My alpha takes what he wants and when the boi was fucking me.. he went behind him - spread his checks and started eating the fresh boi pussy. The 21yo boi pops out of my stretched out manpussy and faces down with his ass up. He turns over and presents his sweet pussy for my alpha to eat spit then enter him raw bb. Allowing this complete stranger to fuck him raw. The little fucker was clean and anticipating this. My Alpha uses only spit and I can just imagine how hard it was to take a rough fuck from a hung guy like that. I told myself well I might as well enjoyed and joined my alpha in the fun. Rarely do I breed boi pussy so I decided this was a good time to do it and was first to drop my nasty daddy load in him. My alpha went in next what can only be described as pure animal lust. Started making out with the boy who is actually pretty tall 6’0” for an Asian. Kissing him to silence his moans. He bangs him hard, fast and long. Until the boi cums on himself. Try’s to jump away but is pinned down till my alpha breeds him after what must be an excruciating long additional 10 mins. They both clean up and start to leave. This was 2 months ago. The boy texts me on Grindr every week and asks when I’m going to meet my alpha. I start planting seeds in his mind. I really wanna whore out his boi pussy out to other guys. He’s resistant and assured me he’s clean and normally tops. He always initiates conversation and one point was so disgusted by my gangbang chats he deleted his account. He can’t help himself … I know he can’t. He let his barriers down and allowed a total stranger to eat his ass and then bb him. I know he wants it. I tease and let him know I fuck with my alpha all the time and he loves a nice juicy loose hole. I tell the boy how hot it was for taking a strangers load raw and bb. I tell him my friend told me that he shot two loads of cum in his boi pussy it was so good. Every week I tell him how good his boi pussy is. Every week he asks me about my alpha. Tonight I tell him, Alpha likes a preloaded hole and wants me to organize a gangbang for his boi pussy. I’m hopping he would let me whore him out. I know this is making him hot for it. I remind him that he allowed a stranger to breed his boi pussy. I’ll keep you guys posted on this.

not really no. I was trained to accept regular infections as a natural side effect of being a total cumdump. when hundreds of different strangers use your guts as a place to unload their balls, you will catch bugs now and then. I even had a boyfriend tell me that is the mark of a true cumdumpster. plus its not just the sheer number of men who breed sluts like us, its the type of men typically willing to fuck cumdumps and the kinda trash they fuck before and after breeding us. if you wanna stay clean you gotta decide if you want it more or less than being a cumhole for lots of strangers.

Now that I've returned from my long weekend of hanging out with 2 lifelong heterosexual couple friends and going to Taylor Swift - I did end up telling a slightly sanitized version of this story to my two heterosexual couple friends I've known 25+ years - they are less spicy now with kids and what not but still the cool type of heteros, whereas I'm newly single after 10 years so a LOT of spicy stories. I made the mistake of passing my phone to one of my friends - I thought I had quarantined all the photos/vids that autodownload from telegram chats, but turns out I hadn't so it wasn't too long before they were scrolling through screens like this. So then everyone wanted to know what post divorce life was like, so I told a bunch of stories of what I've been up to lately. So then I got to the Alex memory trip story... At several points, both of the women would say things like "damn, I wanna be Alex!" (as a couple of you have...) but at the end of me telling them what happened and quickly flashing the pictures at them, my buddy R who I've known the longest of all of them said, "I'm totally the Verbal Guy (of the three guys) and ya know, anal is great with L (his wife - who laughed at the comment). No lie though, I have massive FOMO so fuck it, Alex it is! One more thing for the bucket list." (If you knew R, you'd know this will not ever happen!) We all cracked up, I spilled my drink laughing so hard, and L his wife looks at him and said, "There's not a chance in hell you could take that much dick." 🙂

I commented on this a while back (Are you living a double life? - my reply) and part of the discussion here makes me think of my response to that thread. Do I wish that my "alt-life" and my professional and family life could be completely connected and without barriers? Absolutely. Do I hope for a more sexual and societal progressive future where less things are NOT in the shadows and more are accepted? Totally. I have noticed attitudes towards things change even in the past decade. Prior to prep, talking about barebacking was very much considered "in the shadows" or [banned word] or whatever - now it's become more mainstream, at least in our community. So why does this matter here? For better or worse, right now, we are engaging in and talking openly about a variety of things that, depending on where you live, may be against current law or policy. Certainly if tied to our real identities may mean some embarrassment or forced coming out at best; substantial other professional/personal consequences at worst. And what is and is not legal changes - as we just saw when several states had to be cut off from access. Moderation gets us some protection to be able to open up, within a walled garden, that if not monitored at moderated at all would become the dark-web and not somewhere I'd necessarily a) want to participate or b) feel comfortable sharing in or c) enjoy because without any parameters you pass in to some areas that I am not currently comfortable going. So I accept the moderation and I think @rawTOP and others are being open and communicative about the standards of conduct, and perhaps with a few tweaks (like an appeal process) people might feel more comfortable. But I accept the moderation here because otherwise, I simply wouldn't have a forum like this. So Admins - thanks for all you do!

Useless google search. Or worse indexing. Like "orgy" for videos of only one bottom getting fucked and nothing else happens, the exact opposite of orgy

Condoms appearing in Bareback videos...WTF

hey, I live in Baltimore. it is not a shit hole, DC is. we at least still have an eagle, yours shut down and the owners ran off with the money screwing the staff. Any city is dangerous at night if you don't keep your wits about you, don't feed into the stereotype of the wire.

😀🙃🙂 "I noticed something on my headboard... yeah, it was cum." LOL 😀🙃🙂 Believe me, I know exactly how that goes. When I was 17 and lost my virginity, I stopped wearing condoms by about the 6th time or so (mainly because I found that condoms hurt me down there; they felt extremely tight, too tight. Also, I loved (and still do) to eat pussy before, during and after sex and the taste of the condom was too much, plus, she didnt like the taste either and wanted to suck me dry after cumming). So, with the girl I lost my virginity to, after about the 6th time or so I stopped wearing condoms. Once I slid inside her wet hole bare, condoms became an afterthought and I would pull out. I can still remember those times when I'd be fucking her missionary, climax and pull out, and shoot and it would go over her and hit the headboard haha in the car she would sit on my cock and hop off when I was about to cum and it would hit the roof of the car LOL I too have an average sized cock, but I also have a large set of balls in comparison. And I too love to edge! I always said to those I slept with that i was a one time shooter. I could fuck all night if need be, but when I blow, my orgasms are super intense, I shoot alot of cum, and I sometimes have what feels like 2 orgasms. My orgasms last alot longer than normal. I think it is because, as you said, always edging, and it builds up and wildly explodes. Thanks for sharing that information btw, it was an interesting read! 👍😀

I’d like to spend a few days at Marci gras.. never been anyone wanna go n show me what I have been missing

I've only recently discovered I can have anal orgasms. It's only happened with toys but it's incredible. I'm absolutely addicted. That was until today. This guy has has fucked me before, and his huge cock feels amazing in my ass. Last time he was a bit more gentle with me, which I don't mind, but he certainly held back. This time, after I sucked his dick I told him to use me how he wants. He bent me over the couch and rammed me hard and fast for about 20 minutes. He never stopped or slowed down, just pounded and pounded. I was in heaven. Toward the end, I had the most intense orgasm in my ass I've ever had, which was the first one another person has given me. He still didn't stop and kept fucking me until he came inside me. I tried to push it out as is my favorite thing to do, but it was too deep. I trembled on the couch for a few minutes afterward. He just put his clothes on and left, didn't say a word to me. I have to say I actually kinda like that part. It makes me feel used, and I'm reminded he doesn't give a fuck about me, I'm just here for his pleasure. When I tell him how much I love his cock, he doesn't respond. He only responds when I tell him I'm available to tell me if he is or is not coming The first pic is the best shot of his cock I got that allows us to stay anonymous. You can see its quite thick, though this pic barely does it justice. The second pic is when I came. God I wish he would come fuck me every day.

Oh damn, that last chapter has got me horned up so bad and craving for more

Chapter 13 The next several weeks Jake continued to take several loads daily however he still had not converted and his father continued to grew impatient. One Friday evening in the hot summer, Jake was returning home after getting loaded up by his teammates. He was excited to share with his dad what he’d ‘earned’ that day but his father had other plans for the evening. As he arrived home his dad was waiting for him in the driveway. “Get in the car son.” Jason said directly. “Sure Dad, where are we going?” Jake asked. “You’ll find out soon enough.” Jason replied with a dirty grin. Jake did as they he was told and the two headed towards their destination. After driving in silence for a few minutes Jason asks, “Do you have something for me?” “Yes sir” Jake replies and pulls down his athletic shorts down, exposing his jock hole and showing his father his jock hole. Oozing out of of it was hot fresh cum. “That’s my good boy!” Jake’s father exclaims “Tell me how fucked you”. Jake goes on to relay his sexual adventures with his muscle clad teammates from earlier that afternoon. As he does this his dad inserts two fingers into his cummy hole. This action gets both men rock hard. Preparing them both for the night ahead. 30 minutes later they arrive in a desolate area of the city surrounded by old warehouses that Jake has never been to. The neighborhood is complete quiet. “Where are we Dad?” Jake asks quizzically as his father parks and they both get out of the car. Jake pulls up his shorts as his father grabs a duffel bag from the back seat. “Around the corner here is a gay bathhouse my buddy runs. I thought I’d show you around.” His father replies with grin. Both men proceed ahead turning a corner down a quiet dark alley as they make their way to the entrance. The entrance is non-discript. It's only identifying feature is a dim red lightbulb above the door. As they enter the bathhouse, the front desk attendant waves both men in and they make their way to the locker room. Once they enter the locker room, the energy completely changes. There are 20-30 men in the locker room. There is a large mix of people of different ages, races and sizes in various states of undress. Techno music plays in the background. As Jake enters all the men seem to stare at him. He is a little unnerved by this but Jake's father tells him to get undressed. As he does, Jake’s father pulls out the old cum stained jockstrap out from his duffel bag that Tyler gave him. “I want you to wear this tonight. Bring this with you to the showers and put it on after we clean up” Jason says as he undresses. Jake agrees and both naked men make their way to the gang showers where they find several more men. One young man on his knees giving an older bearded man a blow job, others jerking off. Along one wall of the shower area is a line of urinals. There, a tall Latin man drains his dick with a hot stream of piss. As Jake and his dad shower, Jason meets him with a kiss and looks him in the eye and whispers , “I’m gonna test your limits tonight son, just do everything I tell you and you’ll be just fine”. Jakes nervously nods in agreement. After Jake finishes shower he puts on the dirty jockstrap as he’d been instructed by to do. As he does he notices the shower area becoming more crowded many men filtering in from the adjacent steam room many of them fully erect. Jason guides Jake over to the urinal area and reaches into his duffle bag and grabs out a large length of chain. He quickly wraps one end around Jake’s neck and latches it with a heavy padlock and then attaches the other end to the urinal and secures it with a lock. Jake looks at his dad in disbelief but before his is able to utter any protest Jason begin is address the large crowd that has formed around them. “As many of you know, my son here has been chasing for a while now but has failed to convert” The crowd jeers “I want that all to change tonight. my son will take any load offered. No load refused. Although priority access goes to our toxic friends with high viral loads, who would like to start him off? “How about the Brazilian, he’s just converted and is hung like horse.” A man from the crowd suggests. “Let him through!” Jason exclaims. The crowd parts, making way for the tall Brazilian. As he approaches Jake the first thing he notices is his unbelievably large dick, still soft and hanging halfway down his thigh. Jake gasps along with the crowd around him. He looks at his dad like a puppy wondering what do next. “Bend over son”, Jason says with a big devilish grin. Jake does has he’s told. As he does, Jason spreads his sons ass cheeks open lets the cum from earlier in the day ooze out. The sight of this arousing the well endowed man. The Brazilian begins fingering Jake’s hole as he jerks his dick getting him harder and harder. The Brazilian now fully erect and measuring 13” long aligns his dick with Jake's ass and starts pushing in. Jake begins screaming but his screams are completely ignored as everyone in the crowd is fixated on the Brazilian ripping open the teenage jocks muscle hole. Jason breaks out of the trance briefly and puts his hand over his son’s mouth to muffle the screams and then he pulls out a bottle of poppers from his bag and tells his son to inhale. “You’re gonna have to take this to the base son and he’s only half way in”, Jason states. Jake’s eyes well up with tears but carries on inhaling the chemical in both nostrils. As the beer can thick cock inches it way inside him, Jake feels like he is gonna be fucked in half as he feels his anal cavity rip and tear. The monster cock seems to have reached the bottom of Jake’s hole, as he is not able push in any further. “A few more deep inhales for me boy” Jake’s dad encourages. Jakes complies and as the Brazilian experiments with a couple different angles, the enormous cock break through Jake’s second hole and slides all the way in. As the Brazilian plants himself balls deep, he coos in pleasure and the crowd cheers. Jake gets light headed and is barely able to comprehend what’s happening but the reality of the situation come clears when he looks down at his abs and is able to see the evidence of the Brazilian man’s massive dick punching his abdominal walls from the inside out as he fucks him balls deep. “Fuuucckk”, Jake gasps under his breath. Completely in awe of the dick that is fucking him so deep, Jake dick becomes completely erect as his hole is stretched to new limits. The massive dick finds sensitive points inside him he didn’t know he had. Jake’s large dicks sticks out of the side of the his jockstrap but is unable to give it any attention as braces himself with the urinal as he is brutally fucked by the muscular man. The pain and pleasure of this moment is unreal and the sensation causes Jakes eyes to roll in the back of his head. His balls and dick ache to be touched and he moans like a whore. The pressure builds in his balls as the monster dick pounds his anal walls. He works hard to contain his load buts feeling of the massive snake like dick fucking him send him over the edge his cock begins to drool cum. “Oh fuck! I’m Cumming! I’m fucking cumming!” Jakes screams in disbelief as he shoots his load hands free. The crowd goes wild. “Yeah show us what a faggot you are!” “Look at the cunt cum!” “Like a bitch in heat” All can be heard from crowd Jake’s dad grabs his son rigid cock and begins milking him like a cow. Jake’s cum forming a huge puddle on the tile floor below. The grasp of his dad’s hand provides the relief he’s longed for as he continues to shoot jets of cum. “Ohh thank you daddy! Thank you daddy! Jake repeats again and again. Jake’s orgasm causes him to clamp down on the monster inside him and the Brazilian grows closer and to his own ecstasy. He long dicks Jake forcing him to feel the whole thing sliding completely in and out. As the Brazilian slams his dick into Jake’s wrecked hole his heavy balls slap against Jake’s muscle ass. The crowd begins chanting “Poz the fag!”. As they do the Brazilian starts fucking Jake at a furious pace. He screams something in Portuguese and spits in Jake’s muscular back. His breath grows short and his balls tense. Within seconds he begins flooding Jake’s hole with highly toxic cum. Jake can feels the massive dick cumming inside him. The venomous cum stings as it enters his enters his destroyed anal Walls. Each slam of the Brazilian cock sends shutters down his spin. “Clean him off” Jason instructs and Jake pulls out the python like dick out of his ass and kneels down begins sucking the last reminisce of cum from the muscular Brazilian’s dick, savoring every drop. “Now clean up your cum off the floor” Jake’s father demands. Jake does as he’s told and lick up the cum from his hands free orgasm. Many of the men, so turned on by what has just occurred, begin gathering around Jake in a circle as he licks the cum off the floor and begin shoot their loads all over his body. With the feeling of the hot cum all over his body, Jake instinctively sits up and opens his mouth wide allowing him to take multiple loads down his throat. The bukkake session continues for some time until his body is completely covered in come. “Now it’s time for daddy to fuck that high viral Load cum deeper inside you and make sure it take” Jason interrupts. “Yes Daddy!” Jake says eagerly assuming the position. “That’s daddy’s greedy little slut!” Jason exclaims before spreading his son’s cheeks wide to admire his destroyed hole and then slamming his hairy dick balls deep in one thrust. “Daddy’s wanted you poz for a long time now and tonight it’s gonna take”, Jason grits through his teeth. “Yes daddy! I want that poz cum inside my jock cunt so bad!”, Jake coos. “No loads refused tonight, right faggot?!” Jason asks. “No Daddy”, Jake confirms. “I’m not gonna last in this cum sloppy hole”, Jake’s dad warns. “Give me that poz cum, please Daddy!”, Jake begs. “Alright, you asks for it, fag!” Jason states as his balls tenses up and the blasts cum deep inside his son’s cummy hole. “TAKE! MY! TOXIC! CUM! YOU! STUPID! FUCKIN’! CUNT!” Jason screams as he slam his cum into his jock son. Every muscle in his body tenses, his body glistening. As Jason comes down off his intense orgasm his son slowly pushes off his dad’s dick turns around and licks it clean. Immediately there is another man inside Jake fucking him. He turns to see an older man in his 50s with a scorpion tattoo on his right pectoral muscle . Behind him a lines has formed for Jake’s cum filled muscle hole. Jake returns to servicing his father’s dick. His father rubs his Jake’s head in approval as he watches his son take load after load up his hole and he gets rock hard all over again. Hours pass. Men come and go. There are a few men he knows that file through to fuck him like Tyler, the coach and his vice principle but most are strangers. His father encourages him along the way. Telling him how proud they are of him. Jake body begin to reach its limit. His hole destroyed and muscles weak, his legs begin to give out. “Dad, I don’t think I can take anymore”, Jake say as tears well up in his eyes. “You gotta keep going son!” Jason states unwilling to give him reprieve. “I’ll try”, Jake say wearily. Jake takes a few more loads but when a tall muscular black man slams into his hole showing no mercy, Jake completely collapses and is unable to get up. The man continues to fuck him until he cums, Jake’s face pasted to the tile floor. A few men follow after, fucking Jake’s limp body. Tears falling from his face onto the floor. Jake’s father watches as men use his some like a fuck toy. Finally Jake’s father say, “time for us to go home boy, let’s clean this boy up”. With that Jake father begins pissing on his son’s face. Jake winces a little at the new sensation but is unable to offer any other reaction. The ten or so men left on the bathhouse form a circle around Jake and begin showering him with hot piss. As they finish then me file out until just Jake and his dad left. Jake’s father unchains his son and cleans him off. As he sit him up leaning him against the wall, he tells his son how proud he is of him. Jake offers a faint smile in return. Jason dresses his son and carries him to the car in his muscular arms. When they arrive home Jake is placed in the bed and Jason wraps him in his arms. Jason‘s perma - hard dick soaks in his son wet cunt as they both fall fast asleep.

Swollen pussy lips on a dude are a total turn-on. I love them on myself and on others. They are a sign of the level of devotion and commitment he has to his bottom craft. Swollen lips are yet another modification of a bottom's body, like pumped nipples, that indicate he sees his body and he wants the world to see his body as a total tool for service and the pleasure of his top man. The world needs more swollen pussy lips!

I went back to the bathhouse recently and ended up spending a lot more time there than I had originally planned to. But there's something addictive about it. I arrived early evening and it was reasonably busy already. I just wore a jockstrap and left my towel in my locker. I did a quick walkthrough to scope out the crowd, and it didn't take long for a guy to grab my ass as I walked by. I nodded, and he wordlessly pushed me up against the wall, spit on his dick, and fucked me right there. It didn't take long for him to cum in me - "Thanks," was all he said as he walked away. Next was a bearded daddy-type who invited me back to his room. We started by making out, and he asked if I'd let him fuck me. I told him I wanted to be a good boy for him and do whatever he wanted, which made his dick jump. He ate my ass out, and when he tasted the cum that had been fucked into me from the previous guy, it drove him wild. He fucked me hard and animalistic, and me saying "please daddy, please cum in me" sent him over the edge. He didn't stop after cumming, though, and kept fucking me for a second load. After he was spent, we lay there chatting for a bit. I told him about my master and my ongoing training, and how I felt at my best when serving other men. Before leaving, we exchanged numbers, and he said he'd be hearing from me for sure. I went back to the public play area, and another guy grabbed my ass - I didn't turn around and just bent forward, presenting my ass, and he didn't waste any time and started fucking me. We amassed a small crowd, including one enthusiastic verbal guy who was very into the fact that I was being raw fucked by a stranger, saying things like 'yeah fuck his ass raw', 'take that raw cock, boy', etc. When the guy fucking me announced that he was close, I loudly begged him to cum in me, which elicited an enthusiastic "yeah! seed his ass!" from the verbal guy. Verbal guy quickly got down and felched me after the guy fucking me pulled out, before himself ramming his cock into my hole. He went all of a few thrusts before shooting in me and then quickly walking away. I left the play area to take a break at this point, and after getting some water, a guy approached and asked if I'd like to come back to his sling room with him. I agreed, and he had me up in the sling in no time. There was a lot of dirty talk which was seriously turning me on and getting me into a slutty headspace. Things like "You're just a slutty faggot jock boy aren't you?" and "You just want to get loaded up, don't you, faggot?". He gave me a bottle of poppers and told me to take a few big hits. My head was spinning at this point, and he poured some lube on his cock and said "You're going to take what I give you, faggot," and slammed into me in one thrust. I just threw my head back and moaned. My ass burned as he fucked me, his cock was thick but it felt right and my head was still spinning from the poppers. He fucked me with the door open, and given his enthusiastic fucking and how noisy we were being, we quickly amassed a small group of people watching, waiting for a turn on my ass. His thrusts accelerated, and he yelled "Take it all, faggot!" as he flooded my hole. He winked at me and said "enjoy yourself, faggot", and as quickly as he pulled out, another guy was there to take his place. Cock after cock fucked me, and I lost track of how many. Each new cock that entered my hole reaffirmed what I felt inside - that I am a faggot, born to please men. Everything about the situation just felt so right - being ass up in a sling, available for anyone to use as they saw fit. At some point, I was pulled off the sling onto the bed, and was double penetrated. Having two cocks in my ass for the very first time, by total strangers, no less, made me see stars. As it was happening, I just started chanting softly over and over "I'm a faggot" while getting doublefucked. The whole experience was a headspace and high like nothing I'd ever experienced before, being DP'd was the cherry on top. When things finally quieted down, the guy who had initially put me in the sling was nowhere to be found, and a quick time check showed I'd been at the bathhouse for almost 8 hours - it was time to leave. Exhausted, I collected my things from my locker and went home, thoroughly used, and incredibly satisfied.

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I’m an experienced rim and felch pig. Putting my mouth over a sweaty ripe musky hole that’s free of soap is the best meat hardening aphrodisiac. Slurping in loads of my saliva and sucking it back, using my tongue flat over the pigs ass lips and separating them open with my tip, then sliding in my tongue as far as I can go usually has the pig moaning and pushing back against my face. The warmth, taste and musk aroma feels so fukkin’ good. When the pig’s doing that push back, I know I’ve captured his fuck lust and a good breeding is sure to follow. Now felching is a different level altogether. Seeing the pig on his hand and knees, ass slightly gaped open and all the wet creamy cum caught in his butt hairs or leaking out from those well worked swollen ass lips, is hard to resist for me. The smell in the room of pigsex, the stink of breeding, cum and musky hole juices adds to the intensity of going down on that mankunt, no hesitation at all. I love the warmth, the musky ripe stink and taste of the sloppy fuckslop and gut juices that leak out. I can suck back and play in that slop with my tongue for a long time, making sucking and slurping noises that are all part of the lust I have have for this cumdump ass. They know this and gape open more, pushing to give me a flood of cum. Interrupting the felching to transfer the slop to the pig’s mouth also is a good pig bonding exercise and guarantees a good fuck after.

Part 3 The next two weeks were busy with soccer games and an internship. I was able to get into the bar with some friends the following weekend, and even got picked up by a friend of a friend. The sex was okay, but it hadn’t been great. And that’s what had me wrestling in my own head. I jerked off twice a day every day those two weeks, and despite trying, not to, my thoughts always went back to that fuck at the bookstore. I kept picturing his bare cock buried in my hole, and standing in that booth totally naked. I felt ashamed that I’d been there, and didn’t want anyone to ever know. But eve time I jerked off, I felt turned on and this thrill about it. I kept picturing myself walking those dark hallways, imagining them clogged with silhouetted guys stroking their cocks. I can’t go back there, I told myself during the day. It’s not the place guys like me go. But what about that guy who fucked me? He had been hot! And seemed like a normal guy I could meet out. Why was he there? It had my thoughts spinning and my emotions in a jumble. What was worse was I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. At the bar that night, I’d occasionally hear jokes about the bookstore and going there for “last call” if you didn’t find any there at the bar. Was that what it was? But people. Made it sound like somewhere you didn’t want to be seen. So why did I find myself standing outside the store again two weeks later? That same lesbian bouncer was at the door, and I couldn’t join my friends inside. I had gone to a local straight bar where some guys from soccer hung out. I had some drinks and hung out for a few hours, but wasn’t enjoying the conversation and constant prodding to go talk to some girl or another. Some people are clueless. Finally I took off saying I was meeting some friends. So here I am, wearing a blue tank top, white shorts, and flips flops, my hair freshly cut short with a little flip in front. I am feeling good about how I look. So why am I sitting in my car outside the bookstore again?? But I am. My cock is tingling and my guts are tangled up. This time I saw a couple guys go inside that looked pretty normal. One left quickly with a bag, but the other was still inside. Was he in the back maze of rooms? We’re there others that came in through the back entrance? Finally I was on the move, inside the store, and headed to the back area that was glowing with neon again. The same clerk was there, and I tried to avoid eye contact as I paid and he handed me anther little bottle. The first one was still unopened in the bottom of a drawer at home. This time I took a minute to remove the wrapper and look at the bottle; it was the first time I noticed some little pill sitting at the bottom of the bottom, immersed in the liquid. I still don’t know what these are, but they made me really horny last time. I tucked them into my pocket. I noticed a bowl of condoms on the counter. I should grab a few, just in case. I’m not going to fuck tonight, but I should have one in case someone wants to rub my hole. I should probably wear one for a blowjob here. But the thought of sucking on a rubber was totally repulsive. And if I bought one, the clerk would know I might be fucking out back and throw me out. The guy who fucked me last time said we needed to avoid drawing attention. I don’t want to get fucked tonight anyway. I walked out back, my flip flops slapping sounded really loud here. I crossed the glowing threshold into the back hallways. But this time I didn’t linger in the doorway, but kept walking. Tonight seemed busier. There were a lot of red lights glowing over the doors, and I saw three guys walking or standing in the hallways as I moved. I was trying to see their faces without them seeing me at all. I didn’t want anyone to recognize me here. If someone looked up at me, I’d look away quick. One guy was standing in a hallway, his head turned away from me. But his body looked decent in a t-shirt and shorts. The other guys were wearing dress shirts and pants. I suddenly felt self conscious about how exposed I was — you could easily see my chest and abs under my loose fitting tank, and my booty shorts were cropped right below my crotch. I walked the first two hallways, and then turned a corner and entered the third. I never really explored back this far last time. There were fewer doors, and only a couple red lights glowing. But the doors were all open, and you could hear the porn playing. I walked by slower, looking inside those rooms. There were two guys sitting in their own booths, cocks out and stroking really slowly. I walked by nervously, then went back to see if I could see them more clearly. The lighting was really dim, even with the video screens. Someone passed me in the hallway, but he gave me the creeps when his hand brushed over my crotch — I pulled away instinctively. Because of him I didn’t get to see inside the booths any better than the first time, and it was a minute before I looped back again. The guy in the first booth was older and looked like he might be a bit rough, with a cropped beard, jeans, boots, and a buttoned shirt that was hanging open. He was burly, with a thick hairy chest and a bit of a gut. But he had this manly energy. He was stroking so I didn’t get a good look at his cock, and he didn’t look up at me as I walked by. The second guy was in the next booth. He was naked except for sneakers, which I thought was really weird. Do guys really just hang out naked here? I don’t think I could do that. He was tall and thin. He looked up as I passed. I turned around and walked by again a few seconds later; he was still looking at me, like he expected me. His hand was wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, his long cock rock hard standing straight up in the air, and his balls were poking out the top of his grip. I realized I was holding my breath. He motioned me inside. I hesitated, then walked by. I did the loop of three hallways, and found myself back at those two open doors again. The burly guy in the shirt and jeans was still watching his movie, ignoring me. But the naked guy had stood up, facing the door, and made direct eye contact with me. This time he just stroked his long cock slowly. It was enticing. This time I stopped in the doorway, captivated by the size of his cock. He motioned me inside again. I took a step forward. His body reminded me of a tennis player’s. He was somewhere in his late 30s or 40s, good looking. Oddly I thought he looked like someone my dad would be friends with. He motioned me inside again, that long cock calling. I stepped inside the booth, watching him stroke his cock ever so slowly. He wanted me to see it. I wanted to touch it. I reached out, and saw my hand was shaking. He let me put my hand on it. Fuck, it felt so warm! And it was girthier than I expected. Still longer and lean, but I didn’t expect it to be this thick. He didn’t reach out to me, but let me get used to holding his cock. He moaned a little as I squeezed for the first time. I noticed someone behind me. The creepy guy was back and standing in the doorway. I had the urge to bolt. What am I doing?? But the creepy guy was in the way. The naked lean guy moved at that moment, reached over, and closed the door on the creepy guy. Then he leaned back against the wall, showing off his cock again. This time he reached out and tugged at the front of my shorts. I hadn’t realized I was hard, but was suddenly aware of the pressure in my shorts. His hands sent sparks flying through me, and I shuddered. I had been holding my breath again, and it came out in a soft groan. My body released all its tension, and I felt like I was melting. Reading my reaction, he came closer, unbuttoned my shorts, and slipped them to the floor. He began caressing my cock, my balls, and then my ass. I just stood there letting the sensations wash over me. I closed my eyes. His hands moved under my tank top, exploring my pecs abs and pecs. “Very nice,” he said softly, his voice deep. “You are so damned hot.” He pulled my tank over my head and set it down on the plastic chair. “Much better.” My hand was unconsciously stroking his long cock. I looked down at it. I was enthralled. It had a domed head, and reminded me of those batons they direct traffic with at night. We were both standing there naked, him exploring my muscled angles of my body, and me holding my upright by gripping his hot cock. He bent his knees, and thrust his cock forward in my hand, the head poking my balls. Again I felt sparks go through my body as his cock pushed against my body. He did it again, more deliberate this time. He angled his tall body so his cock was now brushing up under my balls, between my thighs. “You play football,” he asked. “Soccer.” “That explains this body.” There was a thrill running through me. This guy thinks I’m hot. He. Appreciates my body. And he knows how to make it feel good. “Why don’t you suck it?” He said quietly. I crouched down, tentatively taking the long shaft. Could I swallow all this? The length was intimidating. “That’s it. That’s it, boy. Nice and slow. Enjoy it.” I was trying to, but I was feeling nervous again. I was naked, crouched in front of this stranger in a booth. There was a creepy guy outside the door. What am I doing here? “Just relax,” he said again. Was I that obvious? Did he know I was about to stand up and bolt? I decided to leave. I let his impressive cock fall out of my mouth and I stood up. Do I say I’’m leaving? Am I supposed to say thanks? Why do I say I’m leaving? Will he be mad at me? Probably. I took a step backward and was looking down to find my tank when his put a warm hand on my shoulder, and the other one moved under my nose. It was one of those bottles again. “Inhale. Relax.” I tried not to, but the bottle was was now up my nostril. “Inhale,” he said gain in that deep voice. It was a command. His thumb closed off my other nostril. “”Again,” he said. This time I got the full whiff. His hand pushed pressure on my shoulder, and I was then on my knees and started to devour his cock. My body felt amazingly warm, and I couldn’t get enough of his cock into my mouth to satisfy the sudden urge. I started going to town on his long shaft, despite it hitting the back of my throat. “That’s it. That’s what you want. You want to be a Cocksucker.” He was starting to moan a bit. “Suck it, boy.” I was amazed how hot his cock felt going in and out of my mouth. I licked the long shaft with my tongue, until he pushed my face deeper against his balls. “Lick them. That’s it. Lick my balls. Get those toxic juices boiling.” What did he mean? “Can you smell the load brewing in there? I bet you can. I bet you want it.” He shoved his cock back into my mouth. I didn’t resist. I was caught up in this guy’s energy. I liked that he had control. It was turning me on. What am I doing? As he was thrusting his cock into my mouth, choking me, I felt his body fold. Over mine. His hands were gl down the length of my back to my ass. He began caressing my ass with both his hands, kneeling the muscles. ”Such a hot body. Look at that ass. I was vaguely aware of the sound of a plastic snap, but didn’t think much of it. My hole suddenly felt very slick as his fingers deliberately pressed inside me. His long shaft popped out of my mouth, and my face was crushed against the hair in his crotch. I grunted as his slippery fingers penetrated my hole. It was kinda rough, but kinda a turn on. I need to leave, I suddenly thought, but that thought went no where. My ass had control of my body, and it was excited by what he was dong. I seemed like there were arms and legs all around me. He was moving around the small space, and started to maneuver me into a different position. I didn’t know how such a tall guy could fit in this little booth, let alone with another person. But he was managing it well enough. He seemed to be behind me now. He shoved the little bottle into my nostril again. “Take a good hit, boy. That’s it. Now one more.” He bent me forward, my arms and hands resting on the cold floor. It felt sticky. I didn’t care. He grabbed my hips and lifted them up. “Lift that ass, boy. Higher.” My head was swirling and I wanted to feel him so badly. My ass started grinding backward, instinctively searching for his cock. I actually had to stretch my legs and get on my toes in order to lift my ass to the level of his cock. He gave a malicious laugh, “That’s it boy. Work for that cock. Show me. What that hot muscle body can do for it.” I was in this weird triangular position, up on my toes and hands. He pushed his cock against my hole. I shuddered, feeling the heat of the head. He kept going, a firm pressure pushing my hole open. I grunted and yelped at the same time. As he opened me up, my head flung back, and I saw stars. He didn’t waste time. He was pumping his long cock in and out of my ass,. I was grunting. Each time it went deep. Fuck that was a long cock! I opened my eyes. I was facing the floor, my flip flop in front of my, and I could see a corner of my shirt to my left. How did I end up here? “You like that cock, boy?” “Oh fuck yes.” He pounded my ass hard in response. I moaned louder than I should have. He didn’t seem to care about how loud we were. “Fuck, boy, you. Have my juices boiling. Can you feel it? Feel the toxins boiling in my balls. What do you want , boy?” “Fuck me! Please fuck me.” “Yeah. That’s a good cumdump . You are a cumdump, boy.” My legs were starting to shake from the strain of hollowing this wired angled position. All my weight resting on my toes and hands. But his cock felt so amazing. I wanted him to keep fucking me. His thrusts were long and deep, and he had a fast rhythm. My legs ached. My ass wanted so much more. I kept moaning as he used me. “It’s cumming, boy. That load is cumming. You want. That load, don’t you? You want to feel it.” No! I don’t want it inside me! “YES!! Fuck me! Whatever you want!” Now the sound of flesh pounding flesh was ringing through the booth. I yelped, “ah!! Ah! ! ah!” Each time he pounded against my smooth bare ass. I needed to collapse. And relieve my aching legs, but he was relentless. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkkkkk,” he growled. He planted his cock deep inside me. His body was shaking with the release, and it sent shivers through me. He pulled his cock out. I suddenly felt very empty, realizing just how filling his cock had been. All the warmth I’d been feeling with him plugged into me was draining away, and I collapsed on the floor. What the fuck? Who am I? I’m laying naked on this. Disgusting floor. Nice guys like me don’t do. This. I should be at the bar with friends, feeling sexy in my cute outfit, laughing and cruising guys. But I’m here, laying totally naked on a sticky floor in some shithole of a bookstore. My body was covered in sweat, and I was breathing hard from the exertion of holding. That position. My legs still ached. But my ass… My ass was radiating sheer ecstasy. It felt so amazing that it washed away any other feelings. He was caressing my ass, and slapped his cock against it a couple times. “Fuck, boy. You’re loaded. How’s that feel?” I felt oddly sexy. I felt incredible. “Fuck that was amazing,” I said. What part of me was saying that?? “Good, boy.” He said in that deep voice. He was standing up, pulling on clothes for the first time since I’d seen him. He dressed quickly, reached down, and parted my ass cheeks just as I was starting to get off the floor. Damn my legs hurt. But the feeling of his hands on my ass again made me get into an all fours position. He growled with delight. “Look at that, boy. You’re a natural.” He brushed his fingers around my hole; it felt really wet an sticky. I moaned quietly. He slapped my ass. He stood up and I heard the door handle click. “Happy hunting! That load is gonna make you even more popular tonight.”

Part 13 As Justin raised my arm up, Mr. Kelly quickly bent down and put his arms around me pulling me into him as tight as he could. I felt immediately like I couldnt breathe and started a coughing fit that I couldnt control and each time I coughed I must have been clenching because Mr Kelly at first only said "Fuck oh fuck your hole is-- oh fuck-- yes-- yes-- fuck" It wasnt until I stopped coughing that I really felt the slam go through me. I started shaking and squirming in Mr. Kelly's arms. "That's right son. Ride it out. I got you. Just go with it. Let it run through your body and take the pleasure of it in." I was breathing hard and heavy like I had just done those 10 sprint sets coach makes us do during practice. I could hear every word he said but there was also a ringing in my ears. But the more I relaxed, the better it felt. The shaking took a while to stop. All the while Mr. Kelly held me and whispered in my ear without ever moving his hard cock inside me. It stayed balls deep as long as that first initial wave hit. The electricity was running all over me, everything tingled, but the tingling and hunger was most intense in my cock and hole and when it all went straight there, I became aware of Mr. Kelly inside me again. Its not that I forgot he was inside me but it hadnt yet connected to the feeling of the slam. When it did, the pleasure hit me almost the way the first slam did. And that's why my first words out of that wave were "Fuck dad I love your raw cock inside me. I need you to breed me dad. Breed your son." Justin and Mr. Miller were somewhere near the bed but not on it. I could hear they were close when they responded to what I said with a "Holy fuck" from Mr. Miller and a "Oh shit" from Justin. Mr. Kelly whispered in my ear first like he didnt want the other guys to hear. "I fucking love you Jake my son. I came in you when you were coughing. You just kept squeezing on my cock. But don't worry. I'm not going to pull out yet. I want to stay inside you. It feels so right to have my cock so deep in my son." I was still shaking but that made me shake in excitement even more. This man was giving me everything I thought could only live in my fantasy. Now it was real. He started rocking his body just enough to have his cock begin to pull and push inside me never doing too much but constantly hitting spots inside me that had my cock as hard as it had ever been. Every sensation was so heightened that his every move had me moaning or just saying things that were totally incoherent. My eyes were rolled to the back of my head and Mr. Kelly's tongue was in my mouth. This felt like as much pleasure as I was ever going to feel. Without stopping his rocking back and forth Mr. Kelly picked me up off the bed and turned us around and then laid back down on the bed with me on top of him. He stayed about halfway inside me the entire time. He pulled his weight up so that we were closer to the headboard. He looked around quickly and said "Justin can you hand me my bag?" I lifted myself up to see if I could manage without his leverage. That motion put more of his cock back inside me and produced another shot of pleasure that went right through my body. I moaned and leaned back further so that the rest was pushed in and instinctively began the riding motion he first taught me. Circles with the hips without pulling myself up. We were both moaning now even as Justin put Mr. Kelly's hand into the bag. I watched him pull out the poppers and then he said "Ready?" and winked. At the same time that I said "For what?" Justin said "Fuck yeah." I thought he was talking to me but Justin knew what he meant so i ignored it and kept riding the thick cock inside me. I heard him unscrew the bottle cap and take a hit. He released it and put the bottle up to my right nostril. He was getting red again. "Take a deep hit son....That's right....remember what we did before? Just hold it in as long as you can. Stop riding your dad for a minute and just focus on holding your breath son." I did as he said but I couldn't hold this hit in long. It was so intense combined with the effects of the slam that were still coursing through me that as it only started to hit me I moaned "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu....." without even realizing it. My body was shaking again in a different way this time like in slow motion and in a way that made me feel like I was somewhere else. I don't know how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes again still riding that wave he put the bottle up to my left nostril. "Son this is so hot. We're going to get you flying now." If I wasnt flying already what was this? I didnt ask, I just inhaled this time harder than before. "Yes son that's the kind of hit that is going to get you to feel amazing. Now hold it son." I tried hard knowing that I didnt want to disappoint him again. He put the bottle aside and pulled me down to him so that I was lying on his chest. He put his hand over my mouth and nose again as we looked into each others eyes. "Son youre doing so good and I can tell already that this hit is getting you so high again oh fuck. Keep holding it and just let that physical sensation carry you to even more pleasure. Put your arms around me son really tight." I did as he asked and now my forehead was down on the pillow. Mr. Kelly pulled his hand away and put his arms around me so tight that I was forced to exhale. He heard me gasp for air. "Thats right son. Feel that go in you." The warmth was coming in waves and this high was getting more and more intense. I couldnt speak. Then I realized he wasnt talking about the warmth going in me. There was a pushing at my hole. A stretching. It was insistent and at first I didnt understand it. It made me whimper. And then I realized. It was another cock. A second cock was pushing into me. It didnt make any sense but then I heard Justins voice. He sounded like he was in a different place too. "So-- tight-- ooooohhhhh" It made me moan louder. I couldnt believe another cock was in me and it was pushing deeper and stretching me out more. And it hurt and felt so good at the same time. My whimpering became moaning and then I could speak again but only one word. "Dad....dad......dad" over and over again. . Mr. Kelly pushed my body up and both worked to arch my back to get them both further in me. "Look at me son. Yes son. Doesnt this feel good?" I still had the one word. "Dad;..dad....dad" He just smiled and nodded. Justin pressed his body against my back and said "How does it feel to have two cocks in you at the same time bro?" I moaned. Justin kept going "Yeah? You like having your dad and older bro fuck you like this? Youre so fucking dirty little bro. My cock is rubbing against dads cock inside you. You know what we call this? Its called incest little bro." That was all it took. That and he began to hit a spot at the same time that Mr. Kelly was hitting another spot inside me. But his voice and his words combined with the sensation of both of their thick cocks inside me made me explode all over Mr. Kellys chest and face. He flinched from the surprise of a rope of my cum splashing across his face and then he had a different more serious look on his face. I could tell he was about to cum in me again. Justin said "Fuck your hole just gets tighter oh fuck. Shit that talk about incest made you cum without even touching your-- fuck I'm gonna-- oh fuck" And then it felt like both were cumming inside me at the same time both pushing themselves as deep as they could go. It felt so good and I felt another rope shoot out of my cock and I screamed shaking uncontrollably like tremors running through me. Justin was making out with my neck. Every touch from both men just heightened every feeling. Mr. Kelly pulled me down to him and kissed me. I felt Justin pull out and my hole wrapped itself back around this dads cock. "That was amazing son. Are you ok?" "Yes dad. I cant believe I had two cocks in me. Youre both so thick." "Get back onto your back son." I didnt want his cock out of me yet but I did as he said and lay down next to him on the bed. As soon as I did Justin crawled between my legs. I noticed he was still hard. We both were. Mr. Miller was at the desk and I heard the click of the torch as he took a hit from the pipe. "That was so hot boys. I came twice watching that." His cum was still fresh dripping down his chest. Justin pulled my legs slightly up and I wrapped them around his waist. "Yeah bro. You are so fucking hot. That was amazing." He grabbed his cock and placed the head at my hole. My hole must have still been open because it just slipped right into me. He laid on top of me and started to kiss me as he pushed himself as deep in me as he could. When he broke the kiss, he said "You feel so good little bro. You like your big bros cock inside you?" His voice and the way he was being so filthy made the night that much hotter. "Yeah bro your cock feels so good. I've wanted this so long." Before he pushed his tongue back in my mouth I could tell my words were making him more worked up too. "Oh fuck little bro." He started to pick up the pace of his fucking and we were animals kissing so hard and his body was pushing deeper in me harder and harder. We went from moaning to screaming into each others mouths. He took a breath and looked into my eyes and didnt say a word. His pace slowed again like he was trying to savor the moment. Like we were the only ones in the room. And then back to animals again. Our moans built to screams again and then a single thrust hard and deep in me and a deep moan into my mouth. With our mouths still locked together I said "Yes bro shoot your big bro cum into me." His body began to shudder. And then I felt it again. That boiling inside me that told me I was about to cum again without touching my cock. I started to moan again and he could tell what was happening. He pulled up. "Oh fuck bro youre gonna cum arent you? Your hole is tightening on my cock again. Oh fuck that feels so good. Youre milking more cum out of me bro." And then I came shooting on my chest and his. My body was bucking over and over again. I couldnt control it and finally after cumming for what felt like forever I was able to breathe again. Mr. Kelly was lying next to us the whole time and he put his mouth to my ear. "Fuck son. Every load you shoot is so big. What is this your 4th load of the night? You just keep shooting rope after rope. It's so hot. I'm so proud of you son." He turned my face toward him and kissed me as Justin laid back down on my chest with his cock still inside me. Hey everyone thanks for the comments. This feels like a possible end point for the story but lmk if you have ideas. I know theres a lot of different ways this could all go so I might pick this up again later. I also started another story in the chaser forum so I might try to focus there for now. Thanks for reading!

Well, I have a head start on a lot of the guys who are just in their 20's, so I hope they understand they have time to catch up <g> I came of age in the early 70's ( thanks to a dirty old man who was the small town post master) He could barely get half hard ( yeah young'uns- this was in the stone age before Viagra) so I was often fucked by a green plantain or a metal cigar tube. Disco was getting going, and even in upstate NY gay bars were opening.I went to college in the city ( NYC) and kept a loose tally back then.By the time I was 21 I had tracked almost 2500 loads in me-oral or anal. By the time I hit 30, I had taken more than 3500 loads, and since a lot of my action was in bookstores or gay movie theaters ( ah, the old Adonis and Gaiety theaters in Times Square area) or the baths I figured most of the loads were from new guys- not a lot of repeats that I knew of. I dropped into a 19 year relationship and that really toned down my sex life and loads from strangers- but since breaking up in 2000, my sex life has rocketed and I now can account for about 8,000 different cock passing through my throat or ass

Jock or briefs with a hole cut out where you hole is.