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Even if it happened decades ago, I can still relive it like it was yesterday. I am 17 and I am getting into the shower after soccer practice. The other boys had left except for Rowan. He was leaning by his locker with his back resting against the metal door, in his shorts and knee-length socks, glimmering in sweat. I was shirts, he was skins. The heat was close to unbearable. He had been eyeing me while I took off my clothes, tying a towel around my waist. He shot an inviting look at me which I didn't pay much attention to, a mistake I realized once I was done cleaning myself. He stood behind the shower curtain after I yanked it open. We were inches apart, equal in height. He had been honing his physique at the gym, making the most out of the final stages of puberty. A patchy stubble covered his chin with much less acne than I had. Unlike him, I was a late bloomer. His hair was brighter than mine with shades of his roots being blond, wavy and malleable to any current trend whereas I had dark black curls springing out of my head with no uniformity. Grooming wasn't my priority back then. Keeping my sexuality hidden was. We faced each other and with only a few seconds for me to fully register his presence, he tilted in for a kiss that I willingly responded. It felt strange, having my first kiss. Exciting too, but I wasn't ready. I had been ambushed. I pushed him away to leave the stall. I rushed to make my way back after realizing his pursuit. I hurriedly opened my locker to grab my things. In an instant, a loud bang came behind me. My head shoved into the hollow compartment of the upper locker with an echoing force. I pulled myself out to face Rowan again. He grabbed my shoulders in a grip before slamming me onto the wall of metal doors. Another echo. "Listen here fag, whatever you think happened, didn't happen. If I hear any shit from those other queers you hang with, you're done." Not only do I remember the exact words he said, I remembered that conflicted look he had. A look mostly of lust with hints of rage rooted in denial. "You got that, fag?" I was in a shock that made me speechless. I nodded with eyes closed. Up and down up and down. When I opened them, I found myself alone, trying to control myself from shaking any further. I was released, I told myself repeatedly. I never made eye contact with Rowan since then. ************************************************************** 20 years have passed and I no longer recognize that lanky middle eastern boy hyperventilating in his towel. I embraced myself. I was proud of who I was. I know no shame. At 19, I started to take loads. Never once did I think of condoms. I was lucky to learn what it meant to be a cumdump at a young age. Sometimes while I was getting railed, I'd imagine it was Rowan. The moans from the strangers that bred me were loud, always filled with a certain kind of vigour. It reminded me of him when he called me a fag. From then on, I slowly got turned on from being humiliated. It was only the tip of the iceberg I refer to as my sexuality. By 24, I graduated college. My whole undergrad was taken care of thanks to the relationship I had with my Master. I owe all my life's knowledge of kinks to him. I met Master Paul at the bathhouse when I first moved to the city. He knew I had experience, but nothing outside of being a cumdump. I was 20, he was 58. He was impressed at how well I bottomed but also noted the skills I lacked. He built his proposal carefully, making me read up on what it meant to be his servant. What BDSM was. He taught me everything. Even his friends contributed. They taught me how to work out, how to build strength. They'd fuck me while instructing me on what I needed to improve on. "You're supposed to squat, not jump. Build the momentum.." "This is how you arch without aching your arms. You got to know your center of gravity." "Controlling your hole isn't a bout keeping it open or close, but more about holding the cock in a way that your nerves aren't tensed. Controlling it will determine whether you wanna keep a tight ass or be stretched out" I saw my body changing, transformed similarly like Rowan's but better. My sex drive changed. I'd be turned on by different, newer things. I adapted to the kinks and fetish I originally averted. Master had always told me from the start that with time I will submit. Submission wasn't difficult when there was T. 3 months into our relationship, he showed me how powerful crystal was. He taught me the way to consume it, how to build tolerance for it and most importantly, how to control myself from tweaking too hard. "If you're at a point where you're not sure if you're there anymore, then it's already too late. Game over. Destined to be a wasted tweaker forever." The last person in my position had been chasing the dragon for too long that he had forgotten his role. Master kicked him out with no afterthought. Discipline was his number one rule. He never spoke of the previous houseboys he had. In a way, what we had was professional. I had no financial issues and I lived in a nice place. Initially, I was bound to only a cage but with time I was allowed to share the bed. I stopped crawling regularly in the house after a year. Our roles changed. Once I finished school, he still called me boy, but I was expected to call him Daddy. "Now you're all big and handsome, it's not right to treat you like dirt anymore. You're family. Right, son?" He told me this while he was 8 inches deep in me, twisting his thrusts to touch my prostate. I still remembered, nodding in an affirmative "yes, yes I'm your son." "I'm so glad that you see yourself as part of the family too. The next time I breed you, you will officially be my son." His sweat dripped onto my face with some landing into my open mouth. I licked my lips to savour its salinity. The loud moan of relief was close. As expected, he held onto the sheets tightly, looked down into my eyes and screeched in ecstasy, filling me with his warm load. He stayed in me while I spooned into him, both of us moist as our bare body was in contact. We were both hairy, but I packed more. All around my body was a dark curly thick bush that never failed to catch anyone's attention, especially Master's friends. They envied him for having someone with a body like mine. The gym also helped to define the hair revealing itself from my cracks. I know when other guys glance at my pits or my happy trail. It took a long time to appreciate my semitic features. It was true, I was maturing. That night, with his hard-on still in me, Master revealed that he had never been with anyone for 5 years. He told me how he wanted to give me a special gift for our 5th anniversary. How he would stop taking his meds soon and impregnate me. Never throughout our relationship did imagine this offer. "You'd like that? Be my son? Give me grandchildren?" It sounded extremely enticing. I was about to take a new responsibility. I was already topping the twinks who'd always stare at me at the gym, but bottoming was always the norm. Things were changing. A few months later, on an unassuming Sunday morning, I woke up blindfolded and bound. It was our 5th anniversary. I was told that we were going to the bathhouse where we met but I I could tell that we were home. I was fed more T than I'd ever consumed. From the bootybump to the smoke, I'm only lucky to avoid a slam since Master detested needles. There were also poppers. The celebration took up the whole day. I'd almost forgotten that the goal was my conversion. Around 12 of Master's friends were there. After having my hole and nipples played with all kinds of toys and torture, the blindfold was taken off. I was still on the bed with my limbs tied to each post. My legs were then adjusted to be closer to my arms, lifting it high to expose my ass. I stayed in this position for the next few hours. With the T flowing endlessly, I easily surrendered myself to Master. I was proud of myself for not tweaking. It wasn't linear, but I remembered each of Master's friends who bred me without missing a single word they said. "Look at you boy, you've grown up to be a fuckin fine specimen." "It was always going to be like this you know, find a cute boy like you to train and discipline. Extra points to Paul for being more diverse this time." "We all carry the same strain and we've never paused our meds. First time for everything right? Hopefully this strain's still as potent as it was in the 90s" "What a pretty boy with a nice tight ass. I told you that it was worth it to work out. Look at these legs. Fuck. Just right for a good pozzing." "I hope you enjoy these last few moments of being neg, there's no turning back from here on, boy." "Son, we're so grateful to have you take our seed, truly. I know how you like it when we call you a fag. See, you never fail to give that look when I say it that way. After this, when you're officially my son, it's you who'll find other fags. Okay, son?" I lost track of the times they came in me. It wasn't just one each. They took turns, switched their spots at times but never did the fucking come to a halt. A sharpie was used to tally the amount of loads on my asscheeks. 7 herringbones amounting to 35 when I saw my reflection from across the room. Master inserted a steel plug to contain it. I had fulfilled my purpose. About a month later, I experienced a flu like no other. It lasted for a week. Master took care of me with a care that I'd never seen before. He had never been as gentle as he was. I truly believed in our connection. I'd never seen him so content when he cradled me. It dawned on both of us. I had converted. A part of him was in me now. I lay in my cold sweat with gratitude, looking up to Daddy who craned down to kiss me. Over the years I had established myself within the community Master introduced me to. When I turned 30, Master made the decision to release me. I didn't understand it at first, but it made sense when I looked back at the circumstances we met. He told me that he was going to go somewhere far, how he's passing the baton onto me. I was free to stop taking my meds. He was going to sell the place. I was going to be on my own for the first time in 10 years. By then I had a strong relationship with his friends who I ultimately call family. It wasn't hard to live up to Master's lifestyle. I had 2 slaves who listened and obeyed but they didn't live-in like I did. They'd show up my door in the morning and be on their way by sunset. Sometimes when I wasn't in the mood, I'd call Vinny and Jonas to take my place. They were Master's first friends that I played with most when I was still unexperienced. Master had trusted them so it was only natural that I kept them close. The passage of time didn't just lead to Master's departure, but also most of the other members of his pack. Eventually, it was just the 3 of us who'd meet up regularly regardless if there would be any fucking or smoking. We had a bond that exceeded our lust. When work wasn't draining, I'd hit them up to hit up the bar and test our luck. Fortune favoured us given that we'd usually stand out. Anyone who saw us would take a double take. Here I was in my early 30s, built like a modern janissary whose distinctive features caught looks from every corner. Next was Vinny who share some of my features albeit more mediterranean. He possessed broad shoulders and thick thighs. At 50 he was the oldest and was also the shortest, though none of it made him any less desirable than the rest of us. We were equally capable of attracting anyone. Finally, Jonas. Jonas was the youngest before Master introduced me. Now at 44, he had a bronze complexion that enabled him to be the most tanned and towered us at 6'2. Lean and active in calisthenics, he had little body fat. He'd wear his clothes tight, right to the fit with pants hanging low to showcase his accentuated hips and v-lined abs. His long face always spotted a stubble. His facial features, ambiguous like the rest of us was due to his Brazilian background. It remained a mystery whether the size of his cock was also due to that. We stood out because we did not look like most of the patrons where we found ourselves in. We were fetishized to our advantage. We sat at our usual corner at the Eagle on a Friday night. Since it was pride week, a fundraising karaoke was being held. A bigger crowd meant we had a bigger net to fish with. The singing was tolerable since we were above, hearing more of the background music than the stage. After an intermission, the host brought up the next volunteer who sang Erasure's A Little Respect. It was the first time we heard actual singing. A wave of claps came from the crowd at its conclusion, followed by the host questioning him. Vinny gave my arm a nudge so I got up to the railing to scout and report. I didn't notice Jonas had been gone throughout the song. Chances are, he was getting blown somewhere. As I look down to the stage, I clenched my jaws when I saw the person standing next to the host, mic still in his hands. Motherfuckin Rowan Martin. He no longer resembled the threatening teenager who I kissed for the first time. Physically he remained the same but his hair was longer, almost touching his shoulders. On his right eyebrow he spotted a studded piercing. He wore a tank top that showed a rainbow tattoo on his right shoulder. Vulnerability hit me for the first time in years after seeing him, as if we were in the locker room again. I disengaged from the crowd, coming back to my senses when Jonas appeared with his arms around me, gloating how he blew his load in some tourist. I told him who the singer was. "Homophobic teen angst aside, he's kinda cute." He was, I'm not gonna lie. No longer was he as masculine as he thought he was. His posture remained stiff but his body language was more loose. He'd move his arms and hands when he spoke, bearing no resemblance to the star player accepting his award. Dare I say his pitch was higher too? Bottom, Jonas and I said out loud in unison. "A power bottom?" Vinny's voice came behind us. He wondered why we were standing for so long. Jonas filled him in. He chuckled. "I think you should one-up him by singing Ironic. Don't you think?" "It's like raaaiiiiin..." Jonas continued. I tried to entertain them, but they could tell I was off. They stopped to embrace me, giving an assuring nod and a look which told me that whatever I plan to do, I have their full support. I excused myself to go down to approach Rowan. I wasn't going to let that vulnerability resurface again. I hear him talking of the fundraiser, how he didn't know what it was and he just wanted to sing & contribute to a cause. He pointed to the friends he was with, a group of 5 who dressed and looked exactly like him. It reminded me of the twinks I'd fuck in the darkroom, the kind who thinks that the world revolved around them. I zipped right to him with my drink before dropping it when he got off the stage. Only when he looked up after I apologized did he realize who I was. It took him a while. A look of surprise that he tried to keep it cool. I acted like a stranger. After all, I was unrecognizable from my year book photos. "I just wanna say that that was amazing. Good song choice." "Thanks. You look really familiar. Have we met?" "I don't think so. I'm not on the apps & I'm new here." I carried the conversation with him the same way I did with any other men that would become my prey. I brought him up where I introduced Vinny and Jonas as my tour guides. They followed the ruse like clockwork. After a couple of rounds, Vinny took the lead. "Apologies for being forward but what do you say we all go to my place to hang a bit more?" Jonas and I agreed nonchalantly while Rowan took a pause before agreeing. All throughout the night he had been glancing at me, trying to analyze and confirm his suspicions. One thing for sure was that the drinks didn't help and I paid no attention to him, focused only on Vinny and Jonas. I responded to whatever he said without ever looking at him. I knew the consequences for not acknowledging him would be in my favour this time. In the cab, Rowan and Jonas were getting tipsy, flirting with their heads close to another. In the passenger seat, I gave a wink to Jonas who started to make out. Vinny came from behind to ask what tonight's plans were. I pulled up my phone to type it out. "A test. Nothing too drastic at first. A mild one that will gradually turn to a series of punishments which he'll willingly endure. An atonement he'll realize and submit to." He pat my back and whispered that he'll text the guy to deliver the good stuff once we reached his place. Jonas' hands were now grappling underneath Rowan's clothes. A plan was now set in motion.

Hung guy here - I love getting in a guy deep, stretching him and when it’s time breeding him balls deep. Pulling out of him slowly afterwards, knowing that I’ve just impregnated him deeply.

Isn't that the way men are built? I've heard wives complain about it for years...

i've been multi-guy bred so many times and it's a high that never gets old for me. Yeah, if you are going at hard like this sexpig does, you are going to be exhausted at the end. Heavy sexual use like that is a physically demanding undertaking, and the longer you are getting used the loose and looser your hole will get as the rectum tires from being pummeled by so much penis. I refer to sex as the ultimate male Pleasure sport and this is why, you have to have endurance to match the appetite. The feeling of each erect penis going inside your ass and fucking you to completion before pulling out and another erection taking it's place to do the same is matched only be the head rush of knowing so many guys are sodomizing and breeding their loads into you and each new top is using the cum from the previous tops as lubricant for their own cocks as they thrust into you to add their own load to the mix. By the end, cum is leaking out of my sloppy ass and I sleep like a baby I am so exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.

I love the feeling of my ass loaded with cum and it leaking down my leg on the subway with a wet spot on my paints.

We kissed, gently at first but then the animal in him took over and he pushed his tongue deep and forcefully into my throat, causing me to gasp for breath. I reached down and fumbled with the button fly and belt of his jeans desperate to see what was hidden inside. I guess I’m what you would call a size queen and as the package finally revealed it’s hidden treasure I gasped again as I felt that monster cock in my hands, it was at least 9 inches and very thick, just what I needed to hit the spot. His name wasn’t important; I don’t think we’d even exchanged those silly details when we’d met in the bar just 30 minutes earlier, but the attraction was instant and intense between us and neither of us had been able to take or eyes of the other. He was taller than me at around 6”2, dark, with cropped hair and very muscular, he came across as confident without being arrogant and it really was a case of our eyes meeting across a crowded room. He smiled and raised his beer in salute to me and I smiled back, blushing a little at the attention from the smiling hottie. My light complexion meant that even the slightest blush shone on me and I brushed my blond hair away from my face in a gesture that I suddenly felt was too overtly camp. I’m no screamer by any means but with my shoulder length blonde hair and slight but toned build I felt out of place in most gay bars, surrounded by muscle marys. I was startled from my daydream by looking back up and finding the hunk standing there next to me. He smiled that killer smile again and said, “Got a place?” I nodded and we headed together for the bar exit. So here we were, in my apartment, I was lucky enough to live just minutes from the bar and I was now pushed against the hallway wall moaning gently as he nibbled his way gently down my neck, and playing with my left nipple through the fabric of my tight fitting t-shirt. I put up no resistance as he pulled my shirt up over my head, exposing my chest and allowing him to work his way down further and nibble my erect nipple. He shucked off the jeans and underwear from round his ankles and still suckling my hard nipple he began to unbuckle my belt and push down my trousers and underwear, allowing my own throbbing cock to burst free. He ran his hands up and down its length causing me to shudder slightly. He stopped what he was doing and stepped back from me, smiling and looking me up and down all the while, I blushed now, standing naked in my own hallway with this handsome stranger, finally now he broke the silence “Shall we move somewhere more comfortable” he said. I didn’t need any other encouragement and took him by his hand and led him through to my bedroom down the darkened hallway. Once through the door he discarded his shirt revealing a big muscular chest with a light dusting of hair and then animal in him took over again, he pushed me hard, face down into the bed and parted my ass cheeks. This guy knew what he wanted and was taking no prisoners, I heard him spit onto his hand and felt him start to rub one finger along the hairy crack of my ass ……… I shuddered again, I was so hot by now that I wanted to scream at him to fuck me and fuck me hard. I felt my asshole pop as he slid his finger into me and began to work his saliva into me, I felt the finger pull out and heard him spit again, this time he began to work two fingers into me, “oh yeh baby, this is one hot ass, I can feel it sucking on my fingers, it’s just dying to feed on my big cock”. A third finger went in and I wanted nothing more than that cock in me. I reached over to my nightstand and passed a condom back to him and picked up the little brown bottle of poppers that i kept there (hey i'm no angel - i love a poppered up fuck). I started to sniff heavily on the poppers and within seconds my head was buzzing and I began to feel him slide into me, he was gentle at first and despite the poppers it hurt, as my ass resisted such a large intrusion. He’d stop momentarily and then I’d feel him start to slide more into me, until finally he was resting fully against my firm ass with that beautiful cock throbbing gently inside me. He stayed that way for a few minutes as if savouring the feeling of my tight warm ass wrapped around his meaty cock and then slowly pulled out partially and then pushed back into me and I moaned loudly as he grazed my prostate and really hit the spot. It wasn’t the easiest of fucks and I wished a little that he’d used more lube than just his spit, but nevertheless I was really starting to get into the rhythm arching my back and raising my ass to push back to meet him as he started to fuck me harder and slam his cock into my ass. Then something fluttered past my shoulder and onto the bed, it was the unopened condom packet! The buzz from the poppers was gone then and I almost shouted, “Are you fucking me raw?” and tried to buck him off. “It’s the ONLY way to fuck pretty boy” he growled and pushed his full weight down on me pressing me to the bed and stepping up the pace of his fucking. Despite my best intentions I was now really get off on the fact that I was effectively being raped. He paused his fucking and reached over my shoulder and grabbed the bottle of poppers, first taking a hit himself and then forcing the bottle under my nose, “sniff” he barked at me. Totally compliant now I took hold of the bottle myself and inhaled deeply into both nostrils, again after a few moments that buzz kicked in and my head began to spin and I now ached to be fucked by that big raw cock in my ass. I moaned gently and he laughed, “yeah, I’m gonna make a barebacking bitch out of you yet”. I didn’t say a word, I didn’t want to admit that I liked this out loud – I wasn’t ready to confess my new found desires either to myself or to him but I guess he’d taken my moaning as the signal to start again and he started again to fuck my ass HARD. As the poppers really took effect I couldn’t imagine anything more important than getting every inch of that cock in me. His fucking was relentless now and he really slamming into my ass, pounding me so hard that I felt I was in danger of being forced through the mattress. He was still pounding away but leant forward now and started growling in my ear, “oh yeh pretty boy I am going to fill this tight little ass with cum”, “take it, you bitch”, “yeh c’mon, open that ass for my big cock” .... this dirty talk was making me so damn hard that there was now nothing more important that that cock inside me. His pace and his breathing both quickened now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he came; I was high on poppers and lost in the intense feeling of the fucking I was receiving but still I was filled with a mixture of dread and excitement at the thought of someone cumming inside me for the first time. He was panting heavily now and pounding my ass hard, with a final hard slam into me I could feel his cock pulsing as he blew what felt like a big load of cum deep into my guts and he yelled as he came, almost screaming into my ear, “take it bitch, take my hot toxic cum!”. With a final few stabs into my ass he fell on top of me, breathing heavily, Something amazing happened while he was fucking me, without even touching myself I had cum. My own orgasm had been intense, I’d never cum without jerking myself off before and yet here I was, laid stomach down with a pool of my own neg sperm soaking into my mattress, still with this hunky guy on top of me with my guts full of poz cum and his softening cock still inside me. With a plop, his cock pulled out of my ass and he flopped over onto his back, I rolled over onto my side, revealing the cum underneath and he laughed, “I guess you enjoyed that after all”. I smiled sheepishly and nodded, feeling alive at being released from the tyranny of condoms, I HAD enjoyed it and something inside had changed and I knew I’d definitely bareback again and soon. “I have to ask you something” I said, unable to look him in the eye now. He placed a finger softly on my lips, the gesture intended to shush me, “yeh, I am poz”, he said. I sighed deeply, “I guess I expected to get it at some point but I never expected to do it so willingly” He smiled again, leant forward and kissed me gently, “you ready to go again and make sure you do convert?” I looked down and noticed he was hard again, and stroking his big tool. I only smiled and rolled over, raising my ass in the air again ……. And you know what, I was ready!

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

Ive changed the names of some of the people involved, but this is my story of the first time using T I’m going back quite a few years to tell the story of my first-time using T. My name is Ed and at the time of these events I was 35 years old, 6 years out of the military, and about 5 years out of the closet. I had a tough time coming out to myself. I was brought up thinking ‘fags are weak’ and not something to be admired. I got by telling myself its OK if I’m gay if I’m a top. So, for many years I was 100% top, hunting for bottoms with my bud John, often at the gay campground I belonged to. We’d make a game of how many bottom boys we could get in our sling in a night, making fun of how fast they’d put up their legs after a few drinks. On the leather and motorcycle weekends we had the added fun of fucking the boys in the public play space the camp set up. I was a muscled motorcycle riding tattooed furry leather bear with a thick 8” cock and 2GA PA so getting attention was never a problem. Taking a break I would watch the bottom pigs, ass up in the sling blissfully taking load after load. On the screens all around there was hardcore BB porn playing showing pigs indulging in every fetish imaginable; piss play, fisting, flogging, bondage, blindfolded cumdumps being used from both ends. My friends would say how hot it was, but then smirk and say but of course no self-respecting guy would really do all that. I’d nod in agreement, but in the back of my mind I was thinking “why the hell not?” I’d fucking love to be in that kind of no limits fuck it all kind of pig pile; not worried about who might see or what they might think. I’d experimented with bottoming when I was out of town for work. I’d have some luck, but a lot of times a guy said he wanted to top but then he'd show up and want me to fuck him. I’m not exactly submissive, but I am always eager to please so sure I’d lube up and give a good pounding. In truth I was getting tired of being the on-call top. In the meantime, I practiced with toys in private at home. About this time, I found the Breeding Zone site and started reading all the hot chem sex stories. I was always very strait laced and had only rarely tried pot. At first the stories of guys getting stealth chemmed and used as a cumdump really turned me on. I don’t know how many loads I jacked off reading those stories. Later though I realized I was really turned on by the stories of guys who embraced what they were, and open eyed begged to get turned into a chemmed up fuck hole, knowing exactly what they were getting themselves into and wanting every last greased up cock they could get. Meanwhile a good friend of mine Rick was an expert fister and while he was showing me how to fist properly, he’d insist I needed to experience at least some of what I was doing to the bottom. I agreed and soon it was obvious to him that his 100% top friend liked his hole worked on. I admitted to him that not only did I like being fucked but increasingly I’d been having fantasies about being the kind of totally used fuck hole I’d read about on Breeding Zone. He said that he knew a Master in a town about an hour away who was looking for a once-a-month pig he could turn into his slave and willing fuck-toy. He was rough but sane and if I wanted, he’d pass on my contact information. I was shaken and excited and told Rick yes, if he thought I could live up to Master Tom’s demands I’d very much want to try it. About a week later I get a text saying: You Slave! I hear you need a Master to train you to serve. I replied “Yes Please Sir! I really need to know what it is to be a hole used without limits.” Good Answer! You must always call me Sir, or Master Tom, and when were together you will always be naked. The only time I ever want to hear the word no from you slave is if I ask ”do you want me to stop?” Understood? Yes Sir! This pig is eager to become a naked slave for your use Master Tom Good! I’m free for a long weekend in two weeks. Can you come by my place one evening before then? There will be no sex, I need to inspect you and make sure I’m not wasting my time. In the meantime, send me some full body pics of yourself plus dick and ass shots. Yes, Master Tom, just tell this pig when and where to be and I will comply. A date that suited Master Tom was set and on a Tuesday evening I found myself nervously knocking at his door exactly when he ordered. A tall man in dress slacks and a white shirt answered the door. He was very clean cut and looked more like a Mormon missionary than a slave master. “So, you’re the fuck hole applicant Rick sent me. He says you don’t have any experience as a slave, but you know how to follow orders and don’t whine”. Yes Sir! I want to be a good slave but… Sir Tom stopped me with a quick slap across the mouth. “Pig you will NEVER address me unless you are fucking bare assed” “Do you understand?” I was confused for a moment then quickly stripped off my Camo shorts, tank top, jock, and jump boots. Naked in his open door I dropped to my knees for good measure and said Yes Sir! Thank you for the training, Sir. He seemed pleased and pointed to the living room, get up and walk was all he said. I walked naked into his living room and falling back on my military training stood at attention. I was rock hard! He walked around me looking me over. He kicked my legs open into a wider stance so he could thoroughly check me out. Master Tom said “let’s make this clear. I want an obedient fuck hole that knows this is all about making my cock happy.” If I accept you as a slave, you will always arrive, strip completely and present yourself for inspection. Understand you leave your clothes and rights at the door. I’m a POZ Top and I only BB. I like to parTy and I want my slave to be fucked up too. You can speak normally, what do you think of being my slave. I answered Sir, I’m NEG but understand it’s a slave’s place to take any load without question, please use and breed this pig as you want. I’ve never partied Sir and I’d do anything you ordered totally sober, but yes please put whatever the fuck you want into your pig. Turn me into your shameless tweaked up slave. Good pig. For now, you will call yourself pig. We’ll see if you earn the right to be called a slave. Your first order is for Friday evening. You have way too much hair for a slave. I’ve made arrangements with a shaving Master to make some changes for me. I’ll text you his number and you will arrange for him to shave you. I’ve already told him what I want. Then you can report to me first thing Saturday morning. Is that understood Pig? Oh fuck I thought, I’ve always been a bear. Shaving seemed a big first step, but I took a deep breath and said Yes Master, the Pig will get shaved as ordered Sir. Master Tom seemed pleased; said I was to be naked but could wear my weighted ball stretcher next time we met. I was also to remember that if we chatted online, even if only text I was to be naked when we spoke. With that he told me to get dressed and go, he’d see his new property Saturday AM. After I had dressed and was about to leave Master Tom handed me a black gift-wrapped box. He said it was for his shaving buddy and I could give it to him on Friday. The next day I got a text from Master Tom with a phone number. It said “set up your shaving session and then call me pig”. OH FUCK I recognized that number. It was my buddy John who I hunted bottoms with at camp. I knew he was into shaving his boys but never thought he or anyone I knew would be involved with this exploration of mine. This was a serious shock, I tried to think of some plausible way to get shaved without going to him, but there really wasn’t anyway around it. If I wanted to be the chemmed up fuck hole I’d been fantasizing about I’d have to man up and push through it. I called John and after some beating around the bush said “I think Master Tom set up an appointment for me to get shaved this Friday.” I asked John if he’d be OK doing that with me. John was hesitant, do you really want to be this guy’s slave? Yes John, I fucking need to feel what its like to let go and be someone’s shameless hole. I’m kind of embarrassed that you’ve been pulled into this and since we’re such good friends if you don’t want to get involved, I’ll ask Sir Tom for another barber. John thought a moment and said no he always wanted to get some clippers into my fur. He asked how he could be sure I wasn’t going to back out. I thought a moment and said John, if you do this for me, I will be glad to drive to your house fucking naked and walk in your door bare assed to prove my commitment to this. John said fucking hell yea! Good for you pig, get your bare ass up here by 7pm on Friday. Do you know what your Master asked me to shave? No John, I assumed my ass and maybe cock, but I’m ready to do what I’m told so please don’t tell me. I don’t want to chicken out. I stripped and texted Master Tom telling him I’d made the appointment. He immediately called in video mode. Sir Tom looked me up and down, said good your naked pig. I’m glad you can follow orders. Yes Sir! I explained that I knew Barber master John from camp and it was difficult to open up about what I was doing, but I really want to do this. I explained that to prove to Master John that I meant business I’d begged to drive to his house naked and ready to be shaved. Master Tom said Very Good Pig, you might just earn that slave collar sooner than I thought. Since you’ll be naked anyway, I want you to pull over about 15 minutes away from John’s place on Friday and give me a call. Understood Pig? Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir! Oh and Pig make sure you’re completely cleaned out. My pigs always suck my cock clean after I fuck them, and you will be doing that clean or not. I consider it an incentive for my Pigs to be extra clean. It’s how a hole shows its respect. As a Master I may not be so careful, you’re just a hole so what do I care? Fuuuck Yes Sir! On Friday I gassed up my truck, stripped and threw all my gear into a bag. I try not to fondle myself for the 45-minute drive to John’s place in the mountains. I’m very nervous. I’m not sure how I’m going to be able to expose the sub-pig side of me to my bud. I’ve worked really hard over the years on my hardcore top persona. About 15 minutes from John’s place, I pulled over and called Master Tom. Master Tom says let me see pig, and I show him I’m naked in the truck at an unused gas station. Good Pig, naked, the way you’re going to be the rest of this weekend. Tom says “you look a little nervous pig are you ready to go through with this? “ Sir, yes, pig is nervous, but it wants to obey so badly. That’s a good pig, now I need you to follow a few more orders. First get that gift I sent for John and open it. I’m puzzled but I comply. Inside I find a small box with four crystals of what I assume is T although I’ve never actually seen it for real. You know what that is pig? Sir I think it’s shards of T Sir. I didn’t know John used drugs. Sir, I have no idea if he does or not, but a compliant pig is my gift to him. Now pig lube up and shove one of those shards up your fuck hole as far as you can. I’m surprised this is how my first use of T is happening, but I push the fingernail sized shard up as deep as I can. I can feel a slight burn. The pig has been dosed Sir, thank you Master. That’s a good pig. Hmmm does pig think that’s enough? Master please, order your pig to do more please Sir! Fucking right pig, shove the rest of those shards in your hole. You need to get so fucking hungry for what’s coming. I push the other three slightly larger shards in and report, your pig has been dosed Sir! Thank you. My heart is racing but I don’t know if that’s the T or just the excitement. Sir orders me to lick my fingers clean. I comply. Master Tom says now get a move on pig you only have about 15 minutes before that starts to kick in. Yes Sir and thank you Master. As I drive to John’s my thoughts, which had been nervous and revolving around how embarrassing this was going to be started to change. I started to think about John pounding some willing boy while torturing his nipples. I thought how hot that would be if he put me in his sling. I began to wonder if John would get turned on by shaving me the way he did the boys at camp. He’d often try to BB them while they were distracted. I was getting so horned up by the thought of asking him to BB me, the way a slave is supposed to be used. I got to John’s house starting to really turn into a fucking pig. I walked in, saw John sitting on his barber chair like a throne, geared in leather chaps, vest, and cap. Without a second thought I stood before him, dropped to my knees, and said Please Master John, do whatever the fuck Master Tom wants done to me. Really? John said. Are you really ready for this? Fuck John, I’ve wanted this for so long. Make me into the fuck hole Master Tom wants, please I will do ANYTHING you want to show my gratitude. John laughs and said I’m really going to enjoy this, now start sucking my cock. I crawl forward and start chewing on his jock pouch. I can feel his huge dick start to get hard. I know from watching him using other boys that he loves his nipples worked on, so as I worship his cock through the jock I look up into his eyes and raise my hands to his nipples. He sees the question in my eyes and says yes pig, play with my nips. I begin to twist and work them as I fish his growing cock out of the side of his jock with just my mouth. I know it can grow to over 9 inches and I need that to happen. For 10 minutes or more I just deep throat his dick and play with his nips. I thought the shards had made me high, but they were just beginning to dissolve. A huge wave of lust hits me as I sigh and relax into my position, legs spreading a bit wider, feeling my hole start to take over. John slides his hand down my sweaty back toward my hole. I can’t help but moan as he explores my newly available hole. John stands, holds my face and says, you’re going to get what you want pig, shaved, marked, fucked, and sent away wet. He then grabbed a bottle of poppers held them to one nostril. Breathe deep pig, show me you want this. I filled my lungs deep. After a slow count of ten he pinched the other nostril and said Again! I filled my lungs deep with the fumes knowing the rush that was coming. After a count of ten he let me exhale, then almost as an afterthought put the bottle back up to the first nostril. That’s it pig, let’s get you intoxed real good. I huffed deep wanting to please this man that wasn’t a friend anymore. He was a fat cocked master that I needed to please and had to have him use me. After a few more hits John turned around and rested his arms on the barber chair. I needed no instructions; I buried my face in his ass and started rimming his hole like a starving dog. All I could think about as my head spun from the poppers and the T was how much I needed to please this man. I WANTED my bud to see I was a totally willing cock worshiping cum hungry hole. John’s hole was clean and tasted mildly of soap, but it suddenly hit me that I wouldn’t have stopped even if it wasn’t. I was really becoming the kind of pig I envied from the videos. I continued to eat John’s hole and suckle his balls while pulling on my own sensitive nipples. My cock had gone soft despite how horny I felt; the T dick I read about. That didn’t seem to matter because all that I could think about was getting my hungry hole used. John’s phone chimed and I heard him chuckling to someone. Yes, he’s here and just about totally in the zone. How much do you want me to take off? Really? Here you can tell the pig. John held his phone up, Master Tom was on the line. I looked at him with lust and tina crazed eyes and said simply Master! Master Tom said, “You’re flying high by now pig”. Tell John what you’ve done. I looked up at John and said “before I arrived, I begged Master Tom to let me shove four fat shards of T up my hole. I’ve never done tina before so now I’m high AF. I was nervous, but now I’m proud for you to see me spinning up into totally submissive pig begging to become a slave.” Nice Pig, so you’ve made sure you can’t resist anything I feel like doing to you. No Sir John, I gladly turned myself into a tweaked up obedient cock whore for you to see and use. Help me please Master Tom and show him I’m ready to be his completely obedient slave. Master Tom said perfect! Shave the pig head to toe. He can keep the goatee but trim it down. John said “Hear that pig? You’re getting it all shaved, chest, pits, ass, cock, legs…all of it!” OH FUCK! ….. Yes, please shave me down to a total slave state. Pig needs to be stripped down for Sir. Turn the pig into a hairless object, please. Master Tom says, “I wish I could watch but I’ve got things to do. Pig you won’t mind if John takes pictures for me while he works? “ No, Master Tom, John can take as many pictures as he wants while the pig gets modified for your use. Over the next hour or more John clippers and then razor shaves me from head to toe. I’ve had thick dark body hair since I was 17. I always loved being a bear, but now with the tina running through me I was totally desperate to get shaved down. While John shaved my head I sucked his cock. When he started on my pits I thought I was going to cum. He asked “how you feeling pig?” and I couldn’t stop thanking him for doing this. I so wanted to show him how grateful I was and at first timidly asked him if he’d like to fuck me when he was done. He heard the hesitation in my voice and said not backing out now are you. Fuck no John, I just didn’t want to demand anything from you, but I’d love to be strapped into your sling and have my hole opened wide by your cock. I know you try to stealth the boys at camp. You don’t need to try to trick me, I’d be proud to take your cock bare John. John reminded me he was POZ to which I said I’d be so honored to get bred by you John. I’m going to be a fucking bb slave for Master Tom. He said from now on I only get fucked bare and I don’t get a choice who fucks me. I want to look up at you while you dump a load in me. He asked me are you sure it’s not the tina talking, you might regret this in the morning? John, I reply, I’ve been taking cock in secret on work trips for years. I’ve been ashamed of it but it gets me rock hard asking to be bred. The only thing the tina is doing is helping me tell you without shame that I’m here to get dumped in by anyone and I honestly want you to bone and breed me too. “Hell then let’s get this shaving done pig!” John did a meticulous job removing all my hair then rinsed the lather off by pissing on me. I sucked his cock as he pissed, swallowing some and spitting the rest over my denuded body. Then still dripping with his piss John said get your ass in that sling, Hole. NOW! I ran across the playroom and hopped into the sling; my hungry ass just hanging over the edge of the leather right in place for easy access. I hooked my feet in the stirrups and tightened them, then cuffed my one hand. John’s like “fuck you are eager for this”. He cuffed my other hand then attached them to a bar that would hold them right at his nipples. I knew my job was to get him hard and keep him hard. He took an old dirty jock and soaked it in poppers holding it over my nose and mouth. I sucked the fumes in deep, wanting to be as fucked up for John as I could get. I heard John say something about taking pictures with my camera, and knew I’d be filmed taking his cock raw. I reveled in the complete depravity of it all. John removed the jock and stood in front of me jacking lube on his 9 incher. Talk to me pig. Tell me and the camera what you need. I looked directly into John’s eyes and said “please Sir, help turn me into a bareback cumdump, ride me raw and let me beg for your load in me.” My load? he asked. What kind of load? “Sir John, please fuck your POZ load into this pig. Convert me from a worthless neg hole into a POZed up cumdumpster proud of every load it gets!” As I begged to be violated John grew harder and harder. “Oh Fuck John, please next leather weekend at camp I need you to raw bone me in the public sling. Let the pigs see what kind of filthy hole you’ve turned me into.” That pushed John over the edge and he rammed his cock into me balls deep in one thrust. Even high on tina it fucking hurt but I didn’t stop urging him on. I lay there, ass completely owned by my bud while I worked on his nipples to get him even harder. I worked my hole squeezing and relaxing to make his fuck even better; all the while mumbling a stream of pig filth about turning into a complete and total cock slave. At that point he slowed a bit, grabbed his phone attached to the sling and turned on the camera. You’re going to want a record of this pig. Yea John, film me taking your raw cock in my hungry hole. Help break me down till I don’t care if I’m being broadcast live to complete strangers. Please, please breed this willing pig hole. Fuck feel free to offer me up online if you like. With that John grunted and began unloading deep in me. It felt awesome, being used, making a man feel good using my holes. John slowed but didn’t stop, he continued to churn to load he’d just deposited. He said, I’d love to use you all night, but I have somewhere to be. It is going on 10pm. I suddenly realized just how fucking high I still was from the tina four hours earlier. There was no way I could drive, but I didn’t want to ruin my bud’s night. John saw the worried look in my eyes and said don’t worry, Master Tom has you covered. John helped me from the sling and gave my legs a second to firm up. A moment later though I remembered my instructions and dropped to my knees to suck his cock clean. It tasted of cum, my ass juices, and a bitter taste I would learn was tina. As I cleaned him his phone chimed, and he said, “right on time; just stay there pig.” John walked out of the room and I knelt there looking at myself in the mirrors all around. I saw myself shaved down for the first time. I couldn’t help but run my hands over my smooth body, eventually reaching my wet dripping hole. My fingers went in and I moaned loudly, fuck I felt great, I was a hungry pig with a load in its hole and happy to be one. I thought about grabbing my phone but stayed put playing with my hole and licking the cum off my fingers. Suddenly I heard a new voice, deep and loud. Hell, that’s a site, a newly minted chem pig working its hole. I looked up to see a huge bear of a man in dirty jeans, work boots and a wife beater, being led into the room by John. I staired at this new arrival, mouth gaping, and whined a little in the back of my throat. John said this is Trucker Mark, he’s a friend of Master Tom. Your Master realized you’d be in no shape to drive; so, since his buddy here had to deliver a cab to the local Truckstop, he asked him to drive your car and you down to Allentown and deliver you both to Sir Tom when his shift ends. I finally swallowed and found my voice, “Thank you very much Trucker Mark! … “May I please suck your cock, Sir”

Just bred him for round one!

I love darkrooms. Taking cock after cock not knowing whose they are. Take as many loads as I can get. And then walk out with my arse dripping cum! Love it.

That can be a bit disconcerting the 1st time it happens. I was in the supermarket the 1st time I had an ass full of cum got that urge in public and luckily did make it to the washroom. If I'm not in a place where it could cause embarrassment or I have pants on that are thick enough to contain it I actually relish it. If I'm at home afterward I simply put a towel under my ass and enjoy the feeling of my wet loose hole and the inevitably cum farts.

CHAPTER 2 EV: As I woke up, I knew I wasn’t in my own bed, and something was very wrong. Nothing seemed to be wrong, other than being groggy, but I was safe and whole, still fully dressed. Then I remembered the Mr. Rugged and panicked a bit. I started to move to sit up. “Easy now, beautiful, you’re OK, and safe. You passed out on me in the truck, and since I didn’t have your home address, yet, I brought to home and put you in the guest room.” “Oh. Thank you. I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened. That’s never happened to me before.” “Here, take these ibuprofen and drink some water.” My handsome savior handed over a couple of pills and a bottle of water. I opened the bottle, popped the pills and emptied the bottle. “Thanks again” “Sure. Now, unless you want me to take you home right now, why don’t you sit up here with me tell me what you had in mind before crashing out on me.” He grabbed me and pulled me over to sit between his stretched out legs; my back to his chest. I gave out a sigh and let myself sink into his embrace. “Well, I like getting manhandled, like you just did.” He pulled my hair back and laid a kiss under my ear. “I like getting kissed under my ear, too. But really, I just like being submissive.” “That’s music to my ears.” We sat like that and chatted for bit. His scruff making my neck raw from his kissing and his rubbing. His hands roaming my chest and under my top. In no time, I was sweating and felt too hot in my skin. His touches and grunts were like sparks under my skin. I felt wired. I couldn’t stop squirming and just wanted more and more of him. BEN: I knew when the ecstasy had kicked in. My little hole was moaning and writhing in my hands. I’d had to clamp my legs over his to keep him still. It was time to get this show on the road. I moved out from under them and rolled them under me, pinning them to the mattress. Grinding against them to keep them distracted. I moved their hands over their head and before they knew it, I had their wristed secured to the cuffs on the headboard. “Hey! What the fuck!” I cut his complaint off with a kiss. “Ssssh, beautiful, and be good for me. Let me be in charge here, and I promise to make you fly.” I grabbed a handful of their head and bared their throat to me, and I went after it, sucking a nice big bruise into their skin. I grinned at myself, knowing this wouldn’t be the only bruise I left. “Stay right there, and I’ll be back for you in just a moment”. I left the room and quickly picked up a few things I wanted to use as this stage: more restraints, a gag, my bowie knife, and a blindfold. I had plenty of T and other things in the room with my Hole, already. Now my beast was ready to come out to play. I walked back into the room and sat everything down at the foot of the bed out of my Hole’s sight. I held onto the blindfold and crawled onto the bed, straddling Ev, leaning over and giving him a big wet kiss. I knew the ecstasy was in full effect as they moaned into my mouth and squirmed under me. I slipped the blindfold over their eyes with sweet talk calming their nerves. Once I had my Hole bound, blindfolded, and squirming, it was time to really get started on his training. I grabbed stuff out of the nightstand, including lube and a small plug. I lubed up the plug and leaned over and started sucking Ev’s cock while gently playing with their ass with the plug. I wanted to get them squirming and begging for more. Once I got the plug seated, I removed it and stuffed my Hole over and over; I wanted to train it to not resist. I grabbed a very well dosed booty bump and pulled the plug out, quicky replaced it with the syringe and flooded it with the chemmed saline. I forced another bigger plug up my Hole with one forceful push, eliciting a whine and moan from Ev. I left the plug for a few minutes, as I wanted the saline to properly absorb for anything more. I leaned over and gave Ev more and more kisses and spent more time sucking bruises into their tender neck and shoulders. Once I was sure thing were well absorbed based on Ev’s reactions, I grabbed the gag and calmed them with sweet talk as I gagged my Hole’s sweet mouth. At this point, it was time to really start training. I moved back down between their legs….I had pulled out a few dildos and plugs, some quite large. I had some finely crushed T on hand. I pulled out the plug from my Hole’s cunt and toyed with it…plunging it back in, making that tight rim stretch around it until it wasn’t giving me any more resistance. I rolled the tip of the plug in the crushed T and then brutally shoved it back inside the cunt, hearing Ev squeak and whine and groan around the gag in the mouth. I picked up and lubed up a fat 10” dildo. My beast was over this play and it was time to ruin. I yanked out the plug and immediately shoved the fat dildo to the hilt. I loved the sounds of pain and discomfort coming from higher up on the bed. I watched my Hole struggle to adjust, but I wasn’t letting that happen. I pulled it all the way out and before the little cunt could even close it went all the way back in. I did this over and over, again and again until I could fell no more resistance. I was growling with ever sob and jerk of this lithe body bound in this bed. Over and over….over and over, I brutalized my Hole. I grabbed another plug and coated the tip in crushed T again and forced it deep inside. My Hole wasn’t nearly out of their mind enough for what I planned next. I stepped off the bed and grabbed my knife and a torch from the bedside table. I leaned over and removed my Hole’s gag. I wanted to hear them for this part. Ev was sobbing and moaning and begging me. I was kissing them and brushing their hair back and calming them with quiet words. “It’s OK sweetheart, you were so good for me. I loved watching how your beautiful body sang for me. You’re such a sweet thing. So beautiful, so submissive, so mine.” I calmed them to the best I could given I know their cunt was stuffed and sore, knowing they were high and the chems had their body wanting something…just more of whatever something it was. “Be a good little hole for me and let your Master have you. I know you want like this next part, but I will, and I know you want to please me and satisfy me”. I stepped back and slid a little paper mask over his mouth and nose; a little paper mask that held a cotton ball soaked in poppers. My little Hole would need to a little more now. I reached over and picked up the knife, lit the torch and started running my blade through the blue flame. A huge grin crossed my face and could hardly wait.

Chapter 33 : Double Dads The next morning I woke to Marc licking up and down my back, and then eating my ass and telling me he wanted to breed me. He then leaned over and planted a deep kiss on me saying he loved me. As Marc was fucking me, my step dad woke up, and positioned his rock hard cock in Marc's ass. He just stood there letting Marc do all the work. I felt Marc shoot his load up my ass, but he didn't pull out. He remained motionless for a bit and my step dad had to start pumping. It wasn't long though before Marc started thrusting again though. My step dad pumped load number 20 in Marc's ass and then began to taste his hole, swapping his cum with me. We all dressed and headed for breakfast. Loads 21 and 22 were up Marc's ass afterwards. My step dad was the first to mount Marc. Before he did, he slipped a cruel condom on his cock. Instead of fucking him roughly as I expected he was loving and gentle. He knew that our weekend was quickly coming to an end, and Marc's hole was already battered good, yet he had to do what he had to do to accomplish my goal. Marc was also not his pig self. He was however vocal in saying things like make love to me and I love the way your beautiful cock stretches my hole. Once my step dad finished, it was my turn. The cruel condom did as intended on Marcs hole, but I grabbed the bottle brush to brush him deep where I would deposit my toxic load. Once again, Marc was not his usual piggy self. As I was breeding him, he told me he loved me and was super happy that I agreed to make him a part of his life forever. Once I finished, we once again plugged Marc's ass to let our venom soak in. My real dad stopped by and found us all in bed together naked. He was getting ready to leave the campground and was wearing a tight wife beater and a tight pair of shorts. Marc jumped from the bed and planted his lips on him. He slowly started rubbing his chest, and playing with his nipples. My real dad started stroking his hair and telling Marc he was so happy for him. He told Marc he was excited that he would soon be a part of the Brotherhood, and hopefully he played a part in it. Marc then reached down and started rubbing my real dads cock, which was straining in his already tight jeans. Marc looked him in the eyes and said make love to me one more time before you leave Sir. By now I was ass up with my step dad about to enter my ass. We moved over on the bed and invited them to join us. Marc got on the bed close to me, and started kissing me as my real dad started to strip. He then got behind Marc and started kissing my step dad. They then grabbed each other's cocks and my real dad said let's give the boys what they want. Both dads teased our holes by rubbing and slapping our asses with their cocks. My step dad started eating my ass, while my real dad removed Marcs plug and did the same. Both dads then started to finger our holes before putting their cocks in us. It reminded me of the first time my step dad made move to me. Some teasing, slow and steady fucking and romantic. Even better was the fact that my best friend was besides me, having my real dad making love to him. Confident that our combined seed would make Marc even closer to the three of us. Waiting for Marc to show signs of conversion. What more could I ask for? My step dad said he was about to cum, and my real dad said slow down, and let's try and fill the boys at the same time. Although my step dad hadn't been pumping my ass at a fast pace, he slowed down some. I was of no help as my ass was clamping down hard on his cock, being turned on by the four of us in bed, horny and wanting his seed deep in me. My real dad said he was getting close, and started fucking Marc harder, and so did my step dad. They both intended on shooting in our second holes. Both of them gave one final hard thrust as their seed flooded our guts. Load 23 was now inside of Marc. As we lay there with the two dads cocks still in us, Marc kissed me and said he wanted me to make love to him. My dad's pulled out of us, and I mounted Marc. My dad's moved to the sofa and started kissing and caressing each other as I made love to Marc. I was a bit rougher with Marc than my real dad was, and knew I wouldn't take long to fill him deeply, adding my load to my real dads seed deep Inside Marc. Before long, Marc's 24th Load was in him, and he was plugged. My real dad said he had to leave. He got dressed and planted a deep kiss on Marc saying he couldn't wait for him to be not only a part of the Brotherhood, but part of our family.

I love playing with my elastrator.

The deeper and more intense the impregnation, the better for both. I appreciate breeders who pull out carefully to leave their seed where they pumped it. I've noticed that when hung guys have impregnated me deep and they pull out, it seems to take forever for their dicks to get out of me, and the feeling is so cum-slick that my ass often spasms from the pleasure during and after they pull out. As great as multiple men's seed feels in our holes, for me, a single hung breeder who has a solid impregnation drive/kink that matches or exceeds my own (hard to imagine) and the energy, intensity, and virile seed to back it up will always be the experience I gravitate to more. Now, if he's already a father and has known good sperm it makes the impregnation so much better. Knowing and feeling how much a man wants you knocked up with their DNA matters. I bond well with men who like to know their seed is being cherished inside me as I go about my day.

Get a PA piercing and stretch it to accomodate a 0g ring. It'll look like a cute little pierced clit as it shrinks down.

I’m surprised nobody has talked about the physical sensations yet. I think the most I’ve had was 4 loads from 2 guys and I had to take the bus home afterwards - maybe it’s just me or maybe it was because of the constant movement/shaking of the bus but it was liking trying to hold in a restless shit. I could feel the loads in my rectum wanting to come out, then after a few moments of clenching my ass to keep them in they would be “swallowed” and move back in deeper, and I could hear/feel a gulp or gurgling sensation each time that happened. It was a bit nerve wracking because I was worried I was going to shit it all out on the bus but that physical sensation of having something constantly move around inside you, especially knowing it’s something that was put there by 2 other men, is extremely erotic.

This is true for me as well. It's why breeders with the complimentary drive to impregnate deeply in this very way affect me so profoundly. When a man impregnates me past the sigmoid flexure it's a deep submission and his DNA becomes a part of me. For shallower breedings, I've had up to 14 loads from 3 men in a 3 hour session. That was great fun and made my hole feel slick, silky inside, and very supple with all the tension pounded out of it by each breeder. Most recently I took 8 loads in a six hour session from well over a dozen breeders, I was amazed how relaxed and good my hole felt that evening and the next day. No soreness at all. I'm built and wired to retain mens DNA so, except for what escapes on his dick as he pulls out, I keep it all inside me. Even with the large number of cocks I took that evening and the enthusiasm they showed my hole, my hole kept that precious seed inside me.

Ditto this. Also depends on the Tops Cock length and whether He is seeding me past the 'second hole' (the sigmoid curve). For me, once it gets past that curve, it's not gonna come back out or "leak." If it doesn't get past that curve, even if i sleep with the cum inside of me over night, it comes back out eventually. my sense is, if it gets past the curve, i absorb the seed and am impregnated by Him... which "feels" awesome. For me though, it's not all about the cum. Don't get me wrong, i love and crave a Mans seed inside of me... i'm one of those guys who doesn't hesitate to empty a found condom into my hole. But when it comes to fucking? The dynamic meeting mutual need/desire is trump for me and that is more expressed in receiving a Tops pleasure and orgasm into me than the actual evidence of that (i.e., His cum). p.s. no matter how deeply i've been bred, i always clench and try to retain every drop... i don't want it to leak out

Chapter 32: Pig Fest We headed to Fantasyland and Marc was horny as hell. As soon as we got there, he wanted seeded, and he got more than that! We headed directly to the restroom, but the only time we went into a stall was to retrieve a roll of toilet paper which we shoved in his mouth as a gag, before putting him on the sink to breed him. Anyone who came in was invited ro piss on him, and everyone did. After both my dads and i seeded him, we headed back for the pig fest. Marc was put on a leash and led back to the crabin, completely naked, soaked in piss and plugged with our three loads in. The Pig Fest was amazing! Everyone there had a great time. There was fisting, fucking and felching. Someone even brought a fuck machine, which I tried for the first time after I had several loads in me. Marc took 2 more of our loads there. My real dad wanted to add another to him, but Marc would have to wait until we got back to our cabin for that. In fact he told us he wanted both of my dad's in him together. Why hadn't I thought of that? He already had me and my step dad in him together. After they planted 2 more loads in Marc, totalling seventeen, he said he wanted me and my real dad in him together. I have to give it to my real dad. For an older guy, he could have several back to back sessions. Loads 18 and 19 went in, and we were all spent. We decided to hang on the porch naked some and just relax. I told Marc it was kind of ironic that he had taken 19 loads, which was our age when we started experimenting. He smiled and said we aren't done yet are we? I said probably for the night, butt there was always tomorrow. We headed inside, and simply got in bed and made out some. Talked about the weekend and how great it has been. The three of us had a nice romantic time. Sure the sex was great, but we told Marc we had likely accomplished what we had hoped to. I saw a side of Marc I'd never seen before. Up until now, he had been a poz seeking pig, but now he was very romantic. He told me that he loved me, and was so happy that he decided to let me be the one to gift him. I reminded him i had some help from my two dads. And he said yes, but your real dad infected your step dad, who infected you. I said true, but I'm sure there are still some other strains you've collected in their loads. At first I thought Marc was angling for 2 more loads, but he wasn't. He did get two more, however in his mouth. It was actually by my suggestion and not his. I told him I knew his ass had to be quite sore, so we'd give it a rest for the night, but a good blow job always helped me to sleep much better.

Working from home today, earlier this morning I had a really good hard fuck with one of my friends. Simon and I have been friends for many years and I discovered to my surprise a few months ago that he's really into risky bareback sex and we've been having a lot of fun ever since. This morning he brought one of his colleagues with him and I sucked them both, rimmed them both and then pulled down my pants and trousers and bent over my desk. Simon held my cheeks apart as his colleague went up me. He gave me a good hard fuck and shot his load up me and then Simon took over and added his load. I've just come out of a Zoom meeting with other managers - love the fact that none of them knew I was sitting there with a really cummy arse.

Damn, I really need to expand my horizons on darkrooms. I'm pretty sure I prefer the visual stimulation, but can definitely comprehend the appeal you describe and have experienced a handful of times at a darkroom in LA, a lot of my opinion was formed based on the only darkroom I have regularly frequented, which was at Hawks PDX, which was never completely dark and very rarely experienced the type of activity you described. I did post a thread that is essentially about darkroom etiquette here.

PART 4 Justin, Mike and I just laid on the bed all high as fuck and we passed the bong around and gave each other shotguns. They both made sure that I got shotgunned by both of them, and I wasn’t complaining. I felt amazing and my ass was on fire. I had a big plug in it to keep their loads inside but it was aching for more cock to use it. I felt incredibly trashy, but safe with these older men who seemed to know what they were doing. I was just along for the ride. Well, as long as the ride involved cock up my ass as much as possible. My phone buzzed and it was Jake saying he was at the hotel and on his way up. Justin laughed nervously and said “oh shit, what have I done,” and Mike tried to reassure him. Even spun out of my head, I could see that it might be best if Jake didn’t just bust in on the three of us naked, high and smelling like sex. I told them to both go take a shower. They laughed and went to rinse off. I made sure to tell them both not to use any soap on their nuts, butts or pits. I wanted them to smell amazing. Jake’s knock came on the door and they both stood up, went to the large bathroom and closed the door. I decided to just wing it and answer the door naked. He knew what he was coming over for, just not ALL of it. I looked through the peep hole and there he was. Looking pretty sexy. I opened the door, hiding my junk behind it while we said our hellos, so I didn’t flash some unsuspecting person in the hallway. Jake was wearing little shorts, a tank top and not much else. He was about my height, 5’4” tall and thick around the middle, but also muscled, with big legs. Like me, he was very furry for a young guy, and I found myself getting really turned on, but of course my cock wouldn’t get hard because of the T. He nervously looked around and said “where are the other guys?” I laughed to put him at ease and said they were in the shower rinsing off after round one. I brazenly told him that they had both fucked me and turned around to show him the buttplug in my ass. He touched it and I moaned. “That’s so fucking hot,” Jake said. “I really wanna fuck you, dude. I’ve been wanting to hook up with you since we first flirted online.” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my face to his, rubbing his goatee against mine and kissing me deeply. I could smell the scent from his unwashed pits and pulled away from his kiss to deeply inhale his amazing scent. This boy smelled great, and his armpits were making my hole ache for more cock. Jake quickly pulled off his tank and shorts and he was just wearing a really sexy yellow jockstrap with a very full pouch. His cock was already rock hard. He whispered in my ear, “dude, I wanna fuck you so bad.” And gently pushed me back toward the bed and fell on top of me. We continued to make out and when we came up for air he saw the bong not he bedside table and said “fuck, dude you party too? Let’s get FUCKED up and fuck all night!” He grabbed the bong and lighter and took a huge hit, shotgunning it back and forth with me until it was gone. Then we did another, and another. I just kept getting more and more spun out of my head from the shotguns and booty bumps. I could hear the shower stop and a minute later I heard the door open. Jake’s back was to the door and I saw Mike stick his head around the corner and give me a look as if to say “well? Now?” I responded by nodding slightly so he knew that it was time. Then he quietly walked up behind Jake, who was laying on top of me making out, and lightly pinched his nipple. Jake moaned a little bit and turned to see who the intruder was. He almost jumped off the bed. “Uncle Mike? What the fuck!? What are you doing here?” Mike just laughed and said ”It’s ok, Jake, I’m here for what you’re here for. This sexy little piece of ass. Adam and I have been fucking for a while and when my buddy came to town I invited Adam over to have a threeway.” Jake still looked astonished to see his Uncle in the room and Mike sat down on the bed and pulled Jake to him, burying his nephew’s head in his hairy chest and kissing the top of his head. “I’ve hoped this might happen for a while now, Jake. I’m glad it is. I’ve always thought you were a hot little fucker. Having to shave at 14 and back hair at 17 meant you were going to turn out to be a really sexy. You definitely got the family hair genes.” Jake just laughed and said “I can’t believe it. I’ve been fantasizing about you my whole life. I jerked off so many times as a teenager remembering a glimpse I caught of you changing into your speedo!” Mike grabbed Jakes head and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss and when they separated he said “I know we’re going to have a great time tonight. Are you ready for one more?” Jake laughed and looked at him and said “fuck yeah. Let’s get this party started.” Justin was obviously listening in on this conversation through the open bathroom door, and he came walking across the room with his big uncut daddy cock swinging in front of him. “Is there room for one more?” Justin laughed as Jake’s jaw hit the floor for the second time in under 5 minutes. Mike’s “buddy” had arrived.

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

Chapter 4: The Birth of a Pig Chase pulled his hand out of my mouth, and I looked up at him needing more. I was lost having become officially his, and I didn't want to return back into my own being. I loved having my choice, agency, and self taken away. It was the most comforting feeling I had ever experienced. Chase pulled me up. "I'm going to get something, and I need you to be patient. If you're good, I'll reward with you with such pleasure that ends in a gift that you will never forget." I didn't know what Chase meant, but I loved the sound of it. "Okay. Anything you want, Chase." "Lucas, I need your complete trust. You can't freak out, or question me no matter what. I need you to hand everything over to me. If you can do this, I can set you free. What do you say? This sounded terrifying because I had no idea what Chase had in mind. What was I doing? Who was I? Just a few hours ago I was a heteronormative male who was excited to move to Vermont. I thought it would be a great place to find a down-to-earth girl, marry her, and start a family. And yet here I was with another guy's cum in my hair, and a deep desire to become something other than myself. While it was terrifying, a different path was being dangled in front of me, and I knew I couldn't walk away from it. "I'm yours." Chase smiled, "I knew you couldn't say no. I know what you need more than anyone else." He was right. "Now, I have to go downstairs and get something, and I need you to be a good boy and wait here. Remember, don't go back into your head. Stay here with me in this moment. You don't think, just do." Chase quickly put his clothes back on and walked toward the door. Before he left he turned to me and said, "No thinking." When Chase closed the door, I rushed to the window to see where he was going. Maybe I could figure out what he was getting. I saw him walk out ground floor door, walk a few doors over. There was a homeless man sitting on a stoop, and Chase stopped to say something to him. What was happening? Why was Chase talking to this filthy, cracked out guy? I watched as Chase gave the homeless man some money, and in return the man gave Chase a bag. Holy shit! Did Chase just buy drugs off some random dude living the street!?!? Fuck. What had I gotten myself into. My heart was beating so hard it felt like my eyes might pop out of my head. As Chase turned around, to walk back toward my apartment, he glanced up at the window and shot me his beautiful smile. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What do I do? Should I lock the door, take a shower, crawl into bed, and pretend like this never happened. Or do I do what felt so right, and follow Chase's commands. I sunk down onto the couch, paralyzed by my conflicting thoughts. I heard the door open, and in walked Chase. "Lucas, I see what you're doing." Chase walked over to me and sat down. He grabbed my face so I was looking right into eyes. "I told you to stop thinking. There is nothing to consider. You have no choice here but to submit." He pulled me in to a deep kiss. My mouth opened and his tongue entered. My mind went blank, and that intoxicating feeling swept over me again. I pulled Chase toward me, and he wrapped his big arms around me and pulled me into his wide chest. I was gone. "This is your new life, Lucas. By the end of tonight, you'll be so far gone, you can't go back. I'm going to make you into a cum dump pig, and you're going to beg me to do it. You're going to love it. Now, I need you to come to the end of the couch and climb on all fours." I didn't blink. I got up, and pushed my ass into the air. Chase went into my kitchen. I could hear him opening up drawers and doors. I heard him walk back over to me, and I felt Chase rub something cold onto my ass. Then I felt an object being pressed against my ass. "Push out like you're going to take a shit." Suddenly the object popped into my ass. I heard Chase open up a water bottle, and began to pour it into what I now realized was funnel. "Now you're going to hold this water in you for 10 seconds, and you're going to position yourself over this bowl. Then I want you to release the water." What was happening? "Here we go." I felt full, but just when I thought I was going to explode, I felt Chase put the bowl against my ass. I positioned myself so I was over it, and I released. "Good," said Chase. He walked into the bathroom, and I heard him empty the contents into the toilet and flush. We did that several more times. Chase rubbed my back affectionately and said, "Now you're ready. Lucas, do you trust me? Are you willing to become a part of me?" No thinking. "Yes. Fuck yes." Again, I felt Chase apply lube onto my virgin hole, and slowly insert a finger into me. He slowly pushed it all the way into me, and twisted it. At first it hurt, and then I remembered I wasn't supposed to think. So I went blank, and my ass opened up for him. Then the pain turned to pleasure. He slowly withdrew his finger. I heard him rustling with a plastic bag. "This is beginning of your new life, Lucas." I felt a sharp pain, and realized that Chase was sliding whatever was in that bag into my ass. Wow, that was a burning I couldn't ignore. Wow. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Just sit with it. It will dissipate. Give it a minute." Suddenly, the fire died down, and a rush like I've never felt came over me. And in that moment, I was no longer Lucas. My identity was gone. All I could think about was my hole. I couldn't stop opening it. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I needed my hole to be filled with anyone, or anything. Fuck! It was incredible. "Chase, please flood my hole. Fuck. Please. Fuck. I need it so bad. Oh my fucking god. Please, Chase." "Welcome, pig. Now that you're awake, it's time to set you free."

It had been a long week at work – the weekend was here and finally some time for some fun. I went to the local pool to do some laps and scope out the talent. That’s where I met Clint. He was a 19 year old student working there part-time at the pool and the gym next door. He had one of the hottest asses I have ever seen – clad only in a tight well-worn speedo. He had finished work for the day and, after chatting, we hit the water and raced each other for a few laps. He won! It was in the locker room that the fun started. Clint peeled off his speedo revealing that hot tanlined ass. He then turned around slowly showing off his beautiful cock on that rock hard swimmers body. That was it for me. I grabbed him and kissed him hard running my hands all over him. Clint was scared that we would be sprung by his boss so he led me to a storeroom off the locker room. There were some old mats on the floor that had some tell-tale stains on them. I couldn’t wait any longer – I had to have some of that ass. I turned Clint around, bent him over, and started work rimming his hot hole. I got him hot and wet while he was moaning and begging me to fuck him. How could I refuse? Clint had some lube under one of the mats. I asked if he had any condoms – he said he never used them – music to my ears! With some lube and some more play I managed to breach his hot tight swimmers hole. He was so tight I was having trouble getting in, but persistence paid off – I finally got all the way in and he loosened up for the ride. I rode him hard – I almost came a couple of times but I wanted to make it last. I finally let loose with a three day load deep into Clint’s ass and worked it in. I held onto him, running my hands over his hot chest and abs before stroking him to a shattering climax. I scooped up some of his load and he licked it from my fingers. All the time my cock was holding my load in his hot ass. He had never once asked my status. He told me later that he knew I was poz but he wanted to play the numbers game – taking poz loads without getting the bug. I certainly intend to hook up with Clint again soon – we’ll see how resistant he really is!

Load number 3 in my tight cunt. The strong, hairy beast on top of me roared as his grip on my ankles tightened and he added his seed to the sperm cocktail churning around inside me. He smelled like sweat and cigarettes. Combined with the smell of piss in the gas station bathroom and chemicals in my throat, it made my head spin. He rolled up a ball of spit behind his crooked teeth and shot it at my face. It was thick and a little bubbly, like his cum. His cock inside me felt natural, like it was filling up an empty hole inside me. “Good slut!” he exclaimed, satisfied. I moaned as he slipped his cock out and I suddenly felt incomplete. He jammed two fingers into me roughly. Some of the cum leaked out of my ass and dribbled down my legs. I put on my g-string and denim cutoffs. He put ten bucks into my back pocket and kissed me. Some wads of his own spit got caught on his mustache. I normally didn’t ask for payment outside of work; hell, sometimes I would pay to get my ass creamed. But I was low on drugs, and it turns some guys on to shell out a few bucks afterwards. It reminds them of how little I’m worth. He hopped in his car, and I got back on the street, struggling to keep the loads in my ass. Almost 1AM, and the roads were empty. Everything was dark except for the street light and the neon lights at the sports bar the block down. Properly lubed up and feeling piggy, I could finally go to work. A little buzzed from my booty bump earlier that day still, every few steps felt like one, and keeping track of time was difficult. Every sound made me jump. The hot, stickiness grinding between my asscheeks and slowly trickling down my legs made the walk better. I’m 20, 5’9”, Asian, perfectly smooth, waxed all over my entire body, and fit. A lot of guys liked that. Some people told me touching me was like feeling a girl, but my pussy is tighter, and I’m sloppier, hungrier, trashier, and longer-lasting than any girl they’ve fucked before. I arrived at the basement club. Barry, the guy at the desk, knows me by now. The only reason he lets me do what I do here is because sometimes I let him fuck me. Over the course of my career, he’s pumped me with enough sperm to fill my body. “The boys are downstairs at the back of the maze,” he said. “Don’t cause any trouble, fuckin’ tweaker. Don’t want you to pass out again – I’m not taking care of you next time.” I don’t remember what life was like before I was a trashy slut anymore. No... I was always one. This is who I am. I was born and destined for this life. The maze was dark, but plenty of dicks and dirty words graffitied onto the walls stopped you from running into them. Besides, I knew where to go. I walked into the sling room. A white, flickering light swung from the ceiling, creaking as it rocked back and forth. Fourteen guys stood there, either in leather chaps and harnesses or dressed normally and rubbing their bulges through their jeans. Some of them were handsome, some of them were trolls. All of them were at least 35. Bags of white crystals, pipes, and points were being passed around the room. One of the guys was packing a giant three-foot bong with weed. Backwards hat, basketball shorts, chiseled body. He was one of the younger ones. They greeted me warmly and handed me a bottle of coke, which I assumed was spiked with GHB. I took two large gulps. Maybe it was placebo effect, but I immediately felt the room turn floaty and my body felt hot. “Yo Ricky, you sure we can fuck this kid raw?” one guy said. His voice was booming. He was wearing a ski mask and was a tall, broad-shouldered and broad-chested man. He had a gut, but you could tell he was strong and could snap me in half easily with his titanic arms. The bulge through his jeans ran down his thigh. “Hell, I think I’d break him apart. He’ll be feeling my dick in his throat when I fuck that little pussy.” “Then break him apart, John. What, ya worried about the kid? You like him or somethin’?” Ricky said. The masked man squints at me through his eyeholes, grabs my chin, and runs his tongue up my neck, over my jaw, and up my cheek. My face was still sticky from being spit on by the guy in the gas station bathroom. His other hand slides down my back and tailbone until his middle finder rubs my g-string right over my ass. The strap is now sticky, warm, and soaked with the cum oozing out of my hole. I moan as I feel his breath against my face, like a wolf about to eat his prey. “Nah,” he snarled. “I don’t feel nuthin’ for him. Hey boy. I’m gonna shred your lil’ pink cunt, and then I’m gonna knock you up with my lil’ babies.” The other men laughed. My chest fluttered. My ass had been loosened up by the past few fucks that night, but a gangbang will wreck your hole enough. I was already nervous, but his dick looked like a python. Ricky was my pimp, boss, and master. He’s Italian, tall, strong, hairy, and had dark features. He perpetually smelled of cigarettes. He’s not associated with the mob, and he doesn’t kill people... with guns anyway. Ricky’s a businessman who sells bodies, but he has his moral standards. He doesn’t kidnap boys because he knows there are boys like myself who seek him out, who willingly become his whores... and that’s what keeps him passionate about his work. The jock handed me the bong, its giant piece packed full with what looked like a small shrub. He handed me the lighter. “Torch it, man. It’s gonna be a long night for you.” “Thanks,” I said, holding the carb and putting the fire to the weed. I sucked. One... Two... let the fire go. Three feet of glass instantly filled up with a thick white smoke. As the grass burned the smoke turned so thick it had a yellowish hue. Just as I released the carb, John shoved my head down, forcing my mouth over the hole. He held it there as I inhaled until I felt the smoke basically fuck my lungs. I choked, smoke flying out the sides and through my nostrils. “Yo, suck it you little bitch! If you can’t even take that, how are you gonna take fourteen cocks?” the jock yelled. It took me four full inhales to clear the smoke. Meanwhile, John slowly unbuttoned my cutoffs from behind. They fell to the floor around my boots. His hands floated up to my chest and he grabbed my small pecs as he nibbled my ear. I passed the bong to the next guy, but my head was already spinning wildly. I coughed for a full five minutes while the men offered me more of the coke and felt me up all over my body. I felt the blood vessels in my eyes instantly constrict. Everything was slow, I was so high I could barely utter a word or respond to what anyone else was saying or doing, and my skin felt hypersensitive. The men moved in on me. Countless dirty hands (some even with rings!) and tongues slobbered and violated me. A fat finger entered me. I was so high it felt like the first thing to enter my ass all night, an incredibly new and fresh feeling. I moaned, louder than I thought. It almost startled myself, I was practically yelping with pleasure, like a virgin getting his sweet spot gently tapped for the first time. I was drowning in men’s bodies. The high was so strong, their dirty talk was only a buzz in the distance. All I could really hear was the loud heartbeat in my ears and my own moans of ecstasy. “His ass is so warm and sticky already. How many guys did he let cum inside him?” “What a sloppy piece of trash. I can’t wait to get my turn at that cunt.” “I call dibs first.” “I’ll take his mouth then. Don’t waste the meat.” A few chuckles. Some guy was now eating my ass. His face was buried between my asscheeks, his tongue wriggling furiously against my hole. I could feel his unkempt beard rub all over my ass. I was euphoric. I love my job, I thought to myself. By becoming less than human at a young age, I’ve descended into a world of drugs, cock, cum, and service, and feeling my body being pleasured, knowing that these men wanted to pleasure their cocks using my holes, knowing I was nothing more than a sloppy cum rag to wipe their dicks with, a vessel for their cum... That fulfilled all of my inner desires. “More!” I screamed. “Cock... fuck me... breed me... use me!” I moaned incoherently as they touched me. “Aw yeah, the pig wants it. Oink, oink!” one of the men snickered. “Where’s the T? Someone put that slut in the sling and wrap a tourniquet around his arm.” “Man, if this kid’s parents could see him now.” More laughter, this time louder. Ricky watched in the corner, taking his turn at the bong. The man loved to indulge, but always stayed in control, making sure his money-maker didn’t get too out of line or refuse any of the men their pleasure. Continued in Part Two.

Well everybody is entitled to being a bad fuck... I mean, usually it's the one's cheating on their boyfriends who use condoms, because they cannot manage to take prep in secret without the BF finding out. If that's your deal, who am I to judge? Just stay clear of me. It just dishonesty that pisses me off. If you exchange preferences and agree to meet and one side then wants to alter the terms of the deal (thinking the other will agree because he's already made the effort to meet), that's just a shitty move and plain bad manners. Some guys are subs and will agree to anything (which I find submissive types usually boring). There are even tops that are pushovers and will relent. I just think that sets a bad precedent: Communicate clearly upfront and then stick to your promises. Just be a man, FFS.

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Been uncontrollably horny lately, and it seemed my recent slutty weekend in Amsterdam didn’t quite satiate me. So called my fixed fuck bud at home. We try to arrange a 3some but alas no luck on a Tuesday with our selection of guys, so we just meet up for a normal fuck. This guys cock doesn’t look spectacular on pictures but it’s amazing. It’s thicker in the middle than front or back which means that as he fucks is opens the hole up in such a hot way. He also has a fat head so gets me off by teasing the ass lips and going in and out. He was driving me wild with the fucking so I got verbal and horny which drove him to a frenzy and he came harder than ever before and bred me with a huge load. I thought that was it but an American daddy tourist couple had been traveling Norway and tapped me 10 days earlier and one of them was online. Turns out they were horny and ready for a fuck so I go right away to their hotel. We start with the usual small talk then kissing and quickly some sucking and testing of holes. The guy could already tell then that I was kinda loose as I hadn’t mentioned having fucked before but didn’t say anything. Then we get on the bed and one of them fucks me from behind as I suck the other one. The one fucking me feels easy to take despite his relatively large cock… and when he pulls out after a few minutes a glob of cum fart goes with it and the smell becomes apparent. Oops. He still doesn’t say anything but instructs me to sit on his husbands cock. I follow his orders right away as he starts fingering from behind while his hubby enjoys the fuck. Then asks “do you like poppers?” I say “I sure do” and he puts them under my nose for a big whiff. Hole loosens up more and he starts to tease with his cock. Lo and behold it goes in (not easily and painful af). But I get so horny so grab the poppers and continue huffing them… a couple of minutes later and it’s less painful. A couple of minutes more and it’s open enough for them to easily fuck. They start an amazing fuck that lasts about 4 minutes before they almost simultaneously cum on each others cocks and into my cummy hole. So hot!

I think most of us here love it as an added dimension in sex. A darkroom that’s not totally dark seems to lower the sex threshold for guys, they’re not there to wait for the perfect one just looking to get off. I love how it’s just straight to the sex without all the chitchat. Completely dark darkrooms makes the threshold even lower. You can’t be bothered to walk around a lot in the complete dark so the first acceptable hole / cock you find will do. At the same time it’s completely horny to be deprived of a sense and focus more on the other senses of touch, sound and smell. The feeling of skin to skin, wet cum, slushy sounds, a cock pulsating cum inside you, it all becomes a stronger sensation; and I love that.

i don't think the traditional relationship model works as well as often idealized. i think there is something to be said about relationships where two people don't place unrealistic expectations on each other because of having to meet some ideal. Why not get what each can with each other and not try to force it to be more or different than what it is? To me, the fact that two people are "exe's" means there was likely some connection... which i understand can go away or get destroyed,, but just because two people become "ex" doesn't mean the relationship has to end, it can be redefined i think, to fit present realities.

Mine is being used like a cheap whore. Rough, handling, verbal abuse, Preferably anonymous, not knowing, or caring, who the guy{s} are, taking all loads, while being spit on, and told what a nasty faggot slut I am. The minute a Man shows any respect for me, I lose all interest.

Chapter 29: Papa Bear We had created a poz cum seeking pig! We headed back to our cabin and he begged us to breed him again. We told him we needed to eat first, as we still had a long night to go. He then pleaded with us to at least brush his hole again. We of course agreed. Marc said, no let's wait until after dinner so both of us could fill his torn ass with our toxic cum. We assured him he'd be getting plenty more later tonight, and that by waiting until after dinner, our balls would have some time to build up more toxic sperm! We met up with my friend and his dad for dinner. My friend dad said he couldn't wait until Marc converted, so he could add his mixed strains in him. Marc told him he wanted him and his son to be the first to breed him after he converted. Marc added that he wanted his son to breed him first, to open his ass for his massive cock. Marc encouraged us to finish our meals quickly, as he needed seeded again. My step dad and I had a plan for when we returned and agreed we should hurry and finish our meal. Marc started taking his clothes off even as we were walking back to the cabin he was so ready! By the time we got to the porch of the cabin he was already completely naked. My stepdad told him to stay on the porch, and bend over the rail. We went inside, stripped and got some rope. When we returned. Marc was bent over the rail, begging us to breed him. We tied his wrists to the lower rail, and my step dad thrust his cock deep in him. It wasn't long before we had a small audience as our cabin was the direct path to the trails. Guys not only watched, but started fucking each other. It had become a small orgy in itself. Marc begged my stepdad to give him his toxic seed, and several guys said they would love to give Marc their toxic seed. My stepdad said sorry he's off limits, as he and I were going to be the ones to poz him. He did offer up my ass though. A big bearish guy took him up on his offer to breed me. He wasn't really my type, but toxic seed us toxic seed. He did have a six inch beer can thick cock, with a huge PA in it though. He did have an interesting tat on his back. It was hard to completely make out because his back was so hairy, but it was a bio symbol, inside an outline of Cuba. It also said CFR 19 There were a number of hash marks around it, but his hair obscured many of them. I bent over the rail next to Marc and he said are you ready for my Cuban strain boy. I was excited, yet afraid knowing that the Cuban strain usually developed into AIDS within three years, rather than the typical eight to ten years. Becoming full blown is something that my stepdad and I had discussed and came to the mutual conclusion that wouldn't be the best for either of us. I thought what the fuck. I was pretty sure I was creating my first son that weekend. With any luck, i would have at least one more before I started antivirals. Papa Bear as I called him, shoved his cock in my ass and started pumping me hard. It was a bit unusual as he would grunt on every thrust, and his big bear belly would slap against me. One thing I knew for sure is that his PA was definitely damaging the inside of my ass. My stepdad finished inside of Marc, leaving his hands tied to the porch, and went inside to get the marker to put the fifth hash mark on his ass. Marc begged me to breed him, and I said can't you see im busy. The bear grunted and said he loved sandwiches. He picked me up with him still inside me, and set me down directly in line with Marc's ass. I quickly entered Marc's cum filled hole. Papa Bear pretty much just stood there as I thrusted my cock in Marc and back to take his cock. Papa Bear busted his Cuban strain in me, and my step dad went into the cabin to retrieve a plug. My stepdad then cleaned Papa Bears blodied cock. Papa Bear headed back to the trail.

Chapter 14 A few weeks later Jake wakes up and feels achey with a sore throat. He tries to push through. He eats some breakfast and gets ready to head to the gym but never makes it there. He grows increasingly weak. He lays down on the couch and falls asleep for hours. When he awakes his dad still isn’t around so he texts him. Jake: Hey Dad where are you? I woke up feeling horrible. Can you pick up some food on your way home? Jason: Really? Of course, I’ll get you whatever you need. What are your symptoms? Jake: Fever, body aches, sore throat Jason: Classic symptoms! You must be serocoverting. I’m gonna run to the store quick and I’ll be home shortly. As he waits his dad, Jake remembers back about a year ago when his dad was horribly sick and he helped nurse him back to health. That must have been when Dad converted he thinks to himself. His father returns with food and other provisions to help alleviate his symptoms. Jason greets his son on the couch and embraces him, kissing him on the neck. Jake immediately notices the huge bulge in his dad’s pants. The dickprint framed by a wet spot at the head of his cock. His dad is clearly excited about Jack’s illness. Jake sighs, “Dad I’d love to help you out with that but I can’t even bring myself to get up off the couch to get a glass of water. “Don’t worry son. I’ll take care of everything. I’ve got some soup for you and I’ll make sure you get plenty of fluids.” Jason states. He kisses his son on the forehead and lays him back down. He adjusts himself and goes prepares lunch for his son. Jason and Jake spend the day watching movies on the couch. Jake’s falls in and out of sleep. The idea of his son serocoverting has Jason hornier than ever and his dick simply will not go down. He fights the urge to fill his son as he lays next to him incredibly weak. As he gets his son ready for bed, Jake asks for a glass of milk. Jason seizes this opportunity and jerks his dick until he shoots a massive load in the glass. He then fills the the glass the rest of the way with milk and serves it to his son. Jake gulps it down, licks his lips and rests his head on the pillow. “That’s my boy”, Jason says and kisses his son on the forehead. Seeing Jake guzzle down his toxic cum has Jason rock hard again. As his son sleeps through the night, he sneaks over to Tyler’s house and tells him the good news. The two beefy men take turns fucking each other and swapping loads as they wait in eager anticipation of Jake’s full conversion.

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

I had gone to the bar as I usually did after work. I had met up with Tom and Joe; they were tops that I usually met up with for sex. We were having a beer and chatting. They had spoken with me about the upcoming bareback party. "Fred, you're going to the party, aren't you?" Tom asked. He was leaning against the table where I was sitting. Joe also leaned against the table as he said "You'd best be there, they need more good bottoms." I wasn't sure what he was implying, but I took a gulp of my beer and said "Sure, I'm going; are you both going to be there?" They both shook their heads yes. Tom and Joe were looking for the younger type of men they preferred, and one by one they left and joined the crowds prowling. I finished my beer and left, as I didn't want to become one of their or others targets. On the Friday night of the party I had pondered about it and decided for sure I would go. I parked about two blocks away and walked there. I paid the entrance fee and then stripped in the locker room. I wore my usual black leather harness and jock strap. I scouted the party area and found it fairly well occupied. Several men were looking for bottoms, including Tom and Joe. Tom walked over to me "Are you picking out who you want first?" "Of course" I replied. Joe said "The slings are busy, but there's a St. Andrew's Cross across the floor over there. Want to let us get you started?" I figured I'd start out easy, so I said "Sure." We walked over and they put my arms up in the padded cuffs, making sure I was facing the cross, and spread my legs, not bothering with the ankle cuffs. Joe had some lube with him, and he greased up his cock and my ass, and he slid in without as much as saying anything. I had previously greased up my ass in advance, as I figured I'd be bottoming for most of the men there. Joe was pretty much the same as he'd always been, just a fast fuck. He didn't cum, just looked at Tom and when he pulled out, he took over. He was also a fast fucker, but he didn't get off either. When he pulled out he turned to Joe and said "Let's go see what else is available." They left me attached to the wrist cuffs, so I was stuck where I was. At this point I was pissed. I wanted to be really fucked, but they had left and I couldn't get out, as the cuffs were secured to the posts of the cross pieces. So I had to just stand there and listen to all the guys that were enjoying themselves. I could look over and see a couple guys in the slings, both being well fucked, with a crowd of men around, urging them on. As I hung there, kind of discouraged, I smelled cigar smoke. Then a man walked up to me. I looked down and saw the fingers of a black man working my nips and balls. Then I felt his hardness against my ass, about the same time as I was aware of a big black cigar coming over my left shoulder. He took a big drag and then removed the cigar from his mouth and let a big cloud of cigar smoke surround us. "You feel left out, young fellow?" he asked as he slipped his cock up my greasy hole. I inhaled a big breath of the smoke before I responded "Yeah". He grasped my hips and pulled me back a little to make my ass more open to him. The cigar was still over my left shoulder and he took another big draw on it as he went up my ass. "You're pretty open, boy, but not all the way" he said, as he hit my second sphincter. Now at this point he was pretty much as far up my ass as any man had ever been, and I was shaking from the feeling. I think he realized that as he took another big drag on the cigar. "How about I let you down off this cross and give you a nice ride on one of the slings?" I didn't want to loose his cock out of my ass, but I did think it would be better to be lying down before he pierced my second sphincter, so I said "Sure." He unfastened the two wrist cuffs and I was able to get my arms down. It made me feel weird from tired muscles, but I was able to turn around then and see who this man was. He looked to be over 40, was about 6'2" tall, black, as I already knew, and was wearing a harness and chaps and a leatherman's cap, plus big boots. He had a nice face, sort of long, with bright eyes, and a big smile. I couldn't see his hair, but he had a short beard and mustache and what I could see of his body was muscular and covered in short curls of hair, and some of it was just beginning to turn gray. And of course he had a big black cigar in his jaw. He was standing there with his hands on his hips, just looking me over as I was doing the same to him. "You like what you see?" he asked. I was really staring at his big cock, which had to be at least 10" long and so thick I didn't think my hand would reach around it. I looked up at his eyes, and said "Yes, I do." He smiled and took the cigar out of his mouth after he took a big drag, and he took me in his arms, bent me over and kissed me and let the smoke out as we kissed. He was holding me close, and it's a good thing, as I felt like I was going to collapse from the kiss and the smoke. He pulled me up, put the cigar back in his mouth, and turned me around toward the slings. The first one in front of us was open, so he led me over to it. As I began to get into it, he removed my jockstrap and laid it aside. Then he let me get in and got my feet into the stirrups and made sure I scooted down so my ass was over the end. Then he walked around the sling, took another drag and leaned over me and gave me another big smokey kiss. One thing I can say, regardless of the smoke, he knew how to kiss. I would have been happy to have spent the evening just kissing with him. He walked around to the front of the sling, made sure his cock was erect and greased well, and he penetrated me as if I was not there. I wasn't prepared for that. He was right against my second sphincter before I was ready for him. He had a hand on each sling chain and began to move the sling against him; out as he pulled out and in as he fucked. My second sphincter was bounced against, then seemed to be opening up, and then he was in all the way, ALL the way. I had never had a man so deep inside me. He was smiling around the cigar, smoking it silently as he proceeded to fuck me. I was in sort of a suspended animation feel. There was something inside me that felt deeper into me and it was thicker than I had ever had before, and it kept going. I loved it! He was really fucking me, like I'd never been fucked before. And then he stopped, took another big drag and bent over and kissed me, pulling the sling to him as he did it. I took in the smoke with his kiss, and it was like he was kissing me and letting me in on some big secret, at least it felt like it. Then he stood upright again, put the cigar back into his mouth, and began to really fuck me. It was like what had gone before was just preparation, now we were fucking. The chains were rattling and men began to gather around. There was the usual shouted comments, "Let him have it! Show him who's the Daddy now! Fuck that ass, man! Breed him!" I was hanging onto the chains for my life, it felt like. He was really digging in deep, long strokes. And before I was ready for it, I could feel him cumming in my ass. I don't think I'd ever felt it like that before. My cock was up stiff and I began to spout. I couldn't ever remember a time like this before. He was grinning at me as he continued to fuck me, until he finally went flaccid enough to come out of my ass. When he came out I heard the cum splat on the floor, so I assumed he'd given me a big load. As usual at these events, he walked away from the head of the sling and there was a man to rim me and clean my ass up and eat all the cum, and then men began to take turns, getting into my open ass. He came up to me, took a big drag and bent down and gave me a long smokey kiss. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!" he said. I was being pounded again, so I just said a happy "Yes", and he walked away. I guess it was three other men that fucked me after the big black guy. None were as good, and if they came, I couldn't tell it. When I was finally left alone, I felt wasted, worn out. I began to try to get my legs out of the stirrups, and found I couldn't move them well enough. As I was fumbling with this, the black guy came back and helped me out and up. As I tried to stand up, I couldn't do it, so he helped me along to a bench at the side and made sure I could sit properly. I thanked him, and he sat down beside me. I noticed his big cock was now just flaccid and floppy. It was still long, longer than mine erect. "My name's Leroy" he told me. "I'm Fred" I said. He looked at me. "Would you mind coming home with me tonight?" he asked. I thought about it. "I have a big place outside of town, big garage for your car." He had realized the reason I had not responded was I was afraid to be in a black area and leave my car out. I felt very badly about it, but I said "Yes, I'd very much like to go home with you." We disposed of our "party" apparel and dressed in our "normal" clothing at the lockers. Leroy said he was in a big SUV, and I said I was in a Ford Focus. He said he would wait for me out front. When I pulled up, he set out. It took us nearly a half hour to get there, including a little windy road through the trees, when we got to his place. He had a big separate garage with space for three cars, so there was plenty of room for mine. When I got out, he was closing the garage doors and invited me to follow him. I was pleased he lived in a rather large old home, and it was clean. He was still smoking the same cigar when we arrived. He took a final big drag on it, turned to me and kissed me so hard he wrapped his arms around me and bent me over, again releasing the smoke as we kissed. I had to admit I was getting accustomed to cigar smoke when he let me come up. He put the cigar in one of the many ash trays around the living room, took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. Again it was clean, so I was impressed. He didn't say anything, just began taking my clothes off, as I took his off. When we were both naked, he again took me in his arms in another big kiss. I could still taste cigar on his lips, but it was a fine kiss. He led me to the bed, turned it down, and let me get comfortable in the center of the bed. He climbed in over me, laid down on me, and we had another big kiss, or we just continued to kiss as he moved my legs about, getting himself between my legs. Then he bent down and took my cock in his mouth, all the way to the balls, and began to suck on me. Now I've had blow jobs. Some were quick, some were long, but he was sucking me! I had my hands in his hair and working his shoulders. He grinned when he tasted precum, but he just kept sucking. I couldn't help myself, I just went with it, and eventually I filled his mouth. I thought he was going to suck everything out of me. When he let me loose, he climbed up over and kissed me, sharing the load of cum in his mouth. I think that was the first time I'd ever had a guy suck me and let me have some of my own cum in a kiss. I felt wiped out. He held my head as he continued to kiss me. Then he moved back down, picked up my legs, put them over his shoulders, and began to rim my ass. I didn't say anything, just wondered if he was tasting more than his own cum. When he had both of us trembling, he rose up and stuck his cock in my hole. Now I know I was wet, but it had been at least an hour, if not longer, since anyone had been in there, and he was not lubed. But he just slid all the way in; I guess his previous load of cum had been enough to grease my channel. As he moved I had moved my legs from his shoulders to around his waist and he put his arms down beside me as he proceeded to fuck me like he was trying to fuck the shit out of my ass, really hard fucking You know I'm not a virgin; I've been fucked more than I like to admit. But he really did it. He was kissing me and loving me the whole way through. His dick was so long, I was wondering where he was putting it, feeling like it would soon be in my stomach. And I was kissing him back as he kissed me. I was in heaven. When he finally blew, so did I. I can't remember cumming like that, or receiving a load like that. He laid down on top of me, still filling me up, and continued kissing me, until we both fell asleep. Sometime Saturday morning, must have been after 9 AM, we both came awake. He was beside me, holding me in his arms, and I was enjoying being cuddled. We looked at each other, and he asked if I needed the bathroom. Did I? I was about to burst. So we got out of bed and he showed me the adjoining bath, and we stood side by side, pissing. Then he gave me a fresh toothbrush and got his and got us both toothpaste, and we brushed. Then we could kiss. "So, do you want some breakfast, or do you want to fuck first?" I was hungry, so I said "Breakfast first, then fuck." He smiled at me and though we were both naked, led me down the hall to the living room and then the kitchen. I took a seat at the table. He asked me "Cereal or bacon and eggs?" I said "bacon and eggs," so he got them out and gave me the bread to make toast and showed me the coffee maker and coffee. We worked side by side in the kitchen, he wearing an apron, and then as the meal was ready, he removed it and we ate beside each other. After my second cup of coffee, he asked if it was time to fuck yet. I said "Sure!" Now this time we didn't go back to the bedroom. First thing he did was go to the humidor and get out two cigars. One was long and black, the other was shorter, smaller around and cigar colored. He explained that the black was called Maduro and the other was called Natural. He showed me how to cut the rounded end off and moisten the end. Then he let me have the smaller one and he took the larger one. He lit the big one using a lighter that was very small and gave a very tight flame. He drew on the cigar to get it going. Then he lit the cigar for me. I'm not used to smoking, so I was coughing. He said to sip the smoke, like a coke, and then let it out. Don't inhale it like a cigarette. I tried it, and it was OK. The taste was not like what I had inhaled last night. It had more flavor. He said only suck in a little smoke for a while, and get used to it. Then he led me to the basement stairs, and we went down into what was revealed as his "play room". I was standing in the center, just looking around. There was a sling hanging with a stool ready for a person to sit in front of it if he was going to fist, a St. Andrew's cross on the other wall, and the opposite wall consisted of shelves covered in various sex toys. Over in the corner was an open shower, surrounded with tile flooring and a drain. While I was just standing there, occasionally smoking, looking around, he came over to me, wrapped his arms around me and turned my head to him, and kissed me. This was another big kiss, and my legs were about to let go. He helped me over to the sling and put me in it, and got my legs in the stirrups. Then he did something no one has ever done. He came to me and offered me his cock. I've sucked cock before, but never when I was in a sling. The head of the sling was down slightly, and there was a pillow of leather, so sucking him was easy, except for the length. I gagged several times, never being able to take his full length. I doubt I ever would be able to. When he felt he was "moisturized" enough, he went around to the head of the sling and greased up his fingers with one of the many lubes on the shelf beside him. He used his greasy fingers to open me up, first one, then two, then three, and when he was making me crazy bouncing around on my prostate, he finally began to use his cock. He gradually began to take longer strokes, until he hit my second sphincter. He then began to bounce off it, gradually getting it to open and allow him in again. Then he proceeded to show me what an early morning fuck was like. I was occasionally taking a drag off my cigar; he was smoking his all the time, never taking it out of his mouth, except when he would lean over and kiss me. I was having great fun again, feeling how deep he went. As he began to really get into it, moving the sling with his fucks, he began to slam into me. Long strokes, me moving close to vertical, then down to slam into him. I was having trouble holding on to my cigar. He could tell, so as he began to get close, he brought the sling down and just really fucked me hard. I took one final drag from my cigar and let it out as he really got into his final strokes. My cock and his let loose at the same time. I was spouting cum like a sprinkler in the center of the garden. He gradually let his strokes get smaller and smaller until he got to the point that he fell out of my ass. He leaned over and kissed me again, and again it was a long one. By this time it must've been noon or later, and my stomach was making noises. He smiled, put the cigar back in his mouth, and began to release me from the sling. I had put my cigar, what was left of it, in one of the many ash trays around the shelves, and he pulled me up and out. He also pulled me into one of his long kisses, filled with smoke. After that we took a short shower in the playroom shower room, and then dried off with the towels there. And of course he had to kiss me as he did that. As he released me, he looked at me with a question in his mind. I was standing there, looking up at the man. Even naked, he was taller than me, built, muscles everywhere, though he was not built like those muscle men you see on TV. He kissed me again, gently, and asked me "Would you consider coming back here sometime?" I thought about it as we climbed the stairs. We went back to the bedroom and I began putting my clothes back on and finding my shoes. He just stood and watched me. I finally decided. "Yes, I'd like to come back sometime. When do you want me?" He smiled at me and bent down and gave me another long kiss. "You think you'd like to live here? I am in need of a partner, someone to share my bed and my life." I thought about it. "Do you ever let anyone fuck you?" I asked him. "It has been known to happen, if the man is with me long enough to be sure." "Then I'd like to apply!" I said. He picked me up and kissed me and kissed me. Now it was not an easy thing, but we worked it out. It took a long time for my family to get used to an older big black man like Leroy. But when they discovered he was a good man, good to me, and good for me, then we were OK. And we always liked to fuck! Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com November, 2020

Hello yes a fellow furry here. I'm a bear and a chaser, for other bears and bugs hehe.

On my GR profile i show my collection of toys. The sizes range from small to HUGE. I also write about my love for assplay and fisting. It’s friday late and i am browsing thru profiles. A message notification pops up ao i open the message. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 Hi! i see that you have a big collection of dildo’s. Can i come over to try a few watching porn. No Fuck & Suck & Kiss He added a few pics of him showing of a well defined muscular body. He’s so hot that i reply direct. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I normally don’t date when there’s no fucking BUT you look hot and i would love to see that firm ass riding a dildo. I ALWAY respect wishes and boundaries, Just a small question?! Why does a str8 dude want to play with dildo’s? (You don’t hsve to answer). It took about 12 minutes to receive a message back. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 I hope you can give me some advice and tips, GREAT to hear yo think that way. WHY? The short answer is PUSSY. There’a this blond with big tits with pierced nipples and a hot body covered in tatts. She kinky and loves getting fucked in all holes before being filled with big loads. She also likes to flip the tables and fuck the guy’s ass with a strap-ob. I WANTED HER SO BAD that i want to practise a bit. I have lots of experience with assplay so i know i could help him to there. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I gladly be of service with mu toy collection and my tips and trick. Call me 06-XXXXXXXX to give you my address. Within 2 minutes my phone rang .I picked up. We had a small chat. And i gave him my address. He replied with “That’s very close to where i am. I can be there in 10 minutes. I will bring my weed!”, I answered with “GOOD|! See you in 10”. I quickly put two mattresses in my living room. I get the two huge bags filled with my toys. Open a new flask of poppers and take out my very special lube. i respect his boundaries BUT there is nothing wrong with trying to get him to loose them. This bottle contains my own mixture; normal water-based lube, some paraffin based cream, ketamine and T (Tina), I take of my cloths and slip into my baggy shorts. I hear the bell. I pick up to hear it’s my date. I buzz him inside, open my door a bit and sit down on my couch. I here the door close and hear him doing something in the hall was. After a minute he comes in naked and wears leather hood with his mouth, nose and eyes free. To stay anon and also because it looks hot. He works out a lot to get that muscled So fucking HOT! He walks towards me and sits down on the couch opposite of me. “Can i smoke my joint to help me relax” het asks and i reply with “Sure, I’ll get an ashtray, I when to the kitchen and got him a an ashtray and a bottle of water. “Just water huh?” he asks and i answer very seriously with “Off course! But if you don’t trust me you can empty the bottle and fill it yourself”. He starts laughing and says “Not necessary”. I ask him what kind of porn i should put on. He answers with “Straigjht BI or Gay are all okay as long as it’s condom free!”. I select some directories and press play, Bare gay porn… ‘MY FAVOURITE!’. He smokes his joint for 3/4 and then asks me with toy would be best to start with. I hand him a small dildo and get a bigger one for myself. I fill up a squirter with some of my lube and slip the tip in my ass and squirt the content inside. “Is a quick way to lube your ass” i say. I ask him uf he also want to use this fast way for lubing up. He nods and i hand him a filled squirter that he emptied in his arse, “Is the burning feeling normal” he asks. I tell him that the lube has some clove oil added for additional sensation and that it will go away after a few minutes. We both place the dildo on the floor and i lower myself on it, “This way i can control the speed and depth of the penetration”. He takes a good look and start to copy me. I hand him the poppers and with some deep inhales his ass starts to adjust and slowly the tip start sliding in.The T also begins to spread thru his body and into his mind, With a deep sight he glides in one fluid move over the rest of the dildo, After a few minutes we both start riding our dildo. After 10 minutes i take ir out and grab a bigger one out of the bag and lube it op. Lay on my back and start pushing it inside. My hole stretches around it. My trainee also decides to go a bit bigger. He fills the squirter again to lube his ass up. It is harder to get this one inside but with wiggling and poppers the dildo finds a way in. I can see that the T begins to take effect. He is riding the dildo as fast as he can, With a huge dildo in my ass i start stroking my thick hard cock.He sees my cock and asks me how big it is and i tell him that it’s 20cm. He looks at it again and says “FUCK…i want to feel it in me!”. `He moves over to me pulls the dildo out his ass and slide my cock inside. After riding me i switch position and plow his ass before shooting my load deep inside him. We then take turns stretching each others holes with bigger dildo’s. When i pull out the dildo from my ass my ass is gaping. It seems the T is making his have kinky thoughts because in one motion he slides his hand in my ass.after a few minutes i tell him to make his hand in to a fist and then explain how to punch my ass with it. He enjoys doing it because he starts to speed it up and punch me harder. I start cum without touching my self. That night i fucked a loaded his ass several times before falling a sleep!

I piled up the sheets and loaded them into the washer in the hallway, I stayed naked because now everyone who could come through that door knows about my secret and has probably fucked me at this point. Katie was on the couch, rather close to Thomas like she was hitting on him at a bar. "We're deciding your fate, you an join us if you suck him off." Katie said pointing at Thomas's friend. Thomas ignored me as I got down on me knees in front of his friend. I never learned his name but his cock felt good in my mouth, I of course wanted to know what it'd feel like in my ass. Katie was asking them when this all started and Johnny chimed in, about very first party where she left for work and Thomas found me with her toy and poppered up in her bed. "Is this true?" Katie asked me, my mouth full of dick. The friend pulled me off his cock by the hair. "Yes" I muttered before being shoved back down on his cock, working it as best I could. "I guess it's only fair, that night I got railed by my boss Mark over the hood of his car." She said. I was surprised she had cheated but also after what I've done behind her back, I couldn't be mad. My cock strained against the chastity device. Johnny continued the story and I could tell Katie was more than interested. We got to the part about the videos and the channel. "THAT WAS HIM THE WHOLE TIME!?" she yelled a little too happily. "I had been legit masturbating to the idea of it being him, but the whole time I thought it was you!" she said pointing to Johnny. "Nope no video of my pozzing sadly, but there is plenty of footage of him!" he said kicking my side gently. "Can we- I have an idea." she said, and walked into her roommates room. She came back with a large bottle of lube and set it on the coffee table next to me. "I want to fist him, and then Thomas do you think you can go again?" "The lube will ruin it but yeah.. sure." Thomas said. "I'll piss in this bitches ass, that should rinse the lube out right?" The friend said. "Haha! yeah that'll do the trick." "Ohmygod, has he done piss stuff before?" Katie asked. "He's the buildings urinal at work!" Johnny added. "He drinks it?!" Katie asked. "By the bladder full, don't you buddy." Johnny slapping my ass. I nodded but the friend didn't think it was enough. He pulled my head off his cock again. "Yes" I said, foamy saliva dripping off my lips. "This whole thing is just so amazing" Katie said, squirting lube into her hand. She rubbed lube all around my sore asshole and crack. And not so slowly went from 1 finger to 4. Her hands aren't small but her hand and wrist are super skinny, I've definitely taken bigger. Her thumb slipped in and she was now wrist deep in my ass. She worked it around, twisting and clenching her fist before pulling out and entering again, really wrecking my ass. She started to go deeper, and she was loving it, I might have been enjoying it more. "I've seen him take bigger fists, add your other hand." Johnny said. "Oh I know I've seen it too in videos." She answered. Then slowly this time worked finger after finger in along side her forearm. My ass felt like it couldn't stretch anymore, and Johnny must've read my mind, because a rag of poppers was placed under my face on the couch. Poppers worked it's magic and her second hand slipped in, air released from inside me between the space of her arms. and she started rubbing her hands together and moving them in and out. "Move over" Thomas said. One of Katie's hands slipped out and the other hand started to. Thomas slipped his hard cock into her hand, inside my ass, and he started to use her hand to get himself off inside my asshole. Each thrust I felt his cock expand her hand, her knuckles pressing and expanding my hole. The rag was ripped from under my face, poppers were added and it returned, sending me into a spinning decline of inhibitions. I started to moan and ask for it harder, asked for more poz cum. I wanted to be used up. Steven, Cory and some friends came in through the front door, and immediately saw the scene on happening in the living room. "Johnny you fucking idiot, why isn't this being filmed!" Steven said. He didn't even bat an eyelash at the fact it was Katie's fist inside me. Johnny jumped off the couch and grabbed the camera, and it started to film it all. "Tell me you want to be pozzed bitch." Thomas demanded. "I-" "I want him to be pozzed" Katie broke in. "Destroy his good for nothing ass." "Oh it's good for something!" Steven laughed. "It's that cock and those balls that are good for nothing." I later saw on the video that Katie got the most evil look in her eye right then. Katie reached down and tightly massaged and pulled my balls down. "Can you knee them Thomas?" she cooed. Thomas pulled out, her hand stayed inside me and his knee drove into my balls as she held them away from my body. I yelled into the rag. My ass clenched onto her hand and she moaned. Thomas put his cock back into my ass and into her hand and started to really pound away. It wasn't long before he was cumming deep into my ass with his usual yell. Katie slowly slipped her hand and his cock out, making sure not to pull out any cum. "I've got a second pozzing tonight, so I'm out. Bitch... If you don't fall sick this week. You're going to go get tested and we will do this again next weekend." Thomas said, slapping my balls again before putting his pants and slipping on his shoes. "And you, you crazy bitch, keep an eye on him. You've got my number." He said to Katie and pointed at the rest of the guys in the room. I was sent to the bathroom to shower, with strict instruction not to use the bathroom. I finished and walked naked from the apartment bathroom to grab a water bottle, Steven and his friends admired the view and made sexual comments to me. I got back to the room and Katie was laying on her side, holding my second box of preP, "Close the door." I closed the door and made my way to the bed. "You're a sick fuck, you know that?" Katie said tossing the box of preP my way. "Thomas's cock is really good, and he fucks really well." I said. "You really have been masturbating to my videos?" "Yeah, I've even done it while you were asleep next to me." She said with a smile. "It's fucking hot, but I still don't want you fucking me, I'm going to be finding some good cock myself, and I might be sending guys I want to see fuck you your way too." "Thomas will be pissed knowing you're setting me up to get fucked." I said. "I know, I'm looking forward to it." She said. "What?" I asked. "You think you're the only one to see what lengths he will go to to poz you? Your ass and balls getting abused gets me off way too much for him to poz you too easily. That little secret will stay between us. " she said pointing to the box of PreP. "Are you going to go up to San Jose?" I asked. "Yes, but you'll be staying here. I'll see what sick shit you get up to during the week on video, and you'll be joining me on weekends, San Fran is only an hour up the road. I want more live shows." She said. Then she grabbed the box of meds and packed it under the bed in a shoe box. "You need a tattoo on that dirty ass."

Part 1 -The brotherhood Paul was an 18 years old boy, having just passed to the university. Even though that was one of his greatest desires at the moment he wasn't as happy as should be. The reason why, was another guy named Draco. Draco, had understood Paul's preferences, apparently from his looks on him. Thus, Draco was bullying Paul in a harsh way, that made Paul feeling embarrassed. He even made him cry. One of his favourites, was saying at Paul that he would end up alone begging for dick and with aids too. Why would he say such a thing Paul wondered feeling very bad about himself. He was on his way home and he had just bumped into Draco a while ago and his head was echoing from his voice. He couldn't take it anymore. His apartment was still not very close and he was trying not to cry but he couldn't. Then, he decided to stay for a while in the park he was crossing and cry. Nobody would see him, there was not a soul to be seen and after all, it was kinda late. He sat in a corner and begun to cry as quietly as possible. But despite wanting to remain unseen he was seen. A guy approached him in the dark. He couldn't see his figure very well. The unknown man came closer and asked him if he was okay. The stranger was about 1.80m tall, with obviously a nice body, dark hair, with his face shaved and a deep but friendly voice. Paul was scared, his voice was broken and he just said I'm fine. You don't look fine, the stranger replied. Why do you care? Paul responded aggressively. I was curious what could make a cute young boy like you cry. A girlfriend perhaps? Paul waved negatively. Then what? he insisted and sat next to him. Paul was annoyed It's none of your business he said. I want nothing but to help you, the stranger assured him. And you do seem to need some help. After a while, Paul decided to tell him. The stranger was listening carefully. When he ended, he wanted to know the stranger's name. Oh it's Christopher, and what would be your name? I'm Paul. Oh pleased to meet you Paul. He advised Paul not to give a damn about Draco but Paul couldn't. Does it happen that you are in love with him? Paul didn't answer. I see, Christopher replied to himself. Even though Paul had calmed down, thinking of Draco made him burst into tears again. Poor boy, I do wanna help you. I can't just leave you crying in this place. I'll take you at my place. At first, Paul turned down his suggestion but eventually he said yes. Shortly after they were into Christopher's apartment which was quite luxurious Paul thought. He offered him a drink, and they sat on his sofa. Under the light of his apartment, Paul could see clearly his face. Christopher was very handsome. So, you don't have a boyfriend I suppose, do you? No Paul replied. I believed you don't need one yet. You need a man to teach you and guide you. A man must teach you how to please your body and another man too. All boys need one but few have the courage to admit it. His words, were very appreciated by Paul. He felt the need to get hugged by Christopher and it was like Christopher read his thought for the next moment he hugged him. You are secure in my arms. There are many things you need to know. I will help you conquer Draco. But he's straight, Paul said in a tone of complaint. That doesn't matter he replied. I will show the way how to break him, weaken him and make him yours. But how? Paul wanted to know. It's quite easy Christopher replied. You'll need just some drops of cum. Your cum however, the way it is now I'm afraid won't do though. We must enhance it. Just remember to be patient. Now, you have to thank me for helping you. I think you know the proper way to do it. And Paul, truly did. He put his hands on Christopher's bulge, he grabbed it and start kissing him. Having such a handsome man right next to him, kissing him was more than enough to cast Draco's shadow away from his mind. Shortly after, he took of his T-shirt and started licking his hairy chest. You have to love your man's body, it's yours and it is where he keeps you safe Christopher said. After a while, he took off Christopher's pants off and started to suck him. You are quite good at it he said. Christopher had a more than average dick, thick enough, hard and with lots of precum. After a while, Christopher told him that he needed to fuck him. Pleasing your man is of utmost importance he told him. You must be grateful to have an asshole that can please a man. I want it mine to please me. I want to go deep into your guts. It's the only way to make you mine, it's how men control boys. They leave the seed inside. He then took Paul to his bedroom and made him lie face down. He rimmed his asshole quickly and buried his dick deep inside. Paul screamed in pain. We should use a condom Paul said. If we needed a condom I would have said it and since I didn't who don't. Paul tried to escape but he couldn't, Christopher was too strong. He begun to fuck him hard. Remember before that I told you your cums needs be enhanced? After this fuck it will be ready to manipulate your friend. I will make it venomous as mine. What are you talking about? Paul asked. I'm poz baby he replied. And you will soon be pozed. No, Paul yelled. I thought you wanted to make Draco yours he said. Yes I do but that's irrelevant he replied. Christopher slapped Paul and told him, don't be fool, it's the only way trust me. Paul didn't know what to do, his words were magical, his asshole was getting horny, his fear was reducing, oh he was very week. He would be pozzed soon enough..After almost an hour or intense fucking, Christopher told him that he would cum. Paul felt Christopher's dick grow inside and releasing his venom inside him. He felt it. Christopher pulled out and said, juding but the pink color or my cum I can tell you for sure that I just gave you my gift. You have your last clean cum inside you without the toxin. You can chose and fuck someone without giving him the gift If you want or you can just jerk off. After all, pure cum is useless. Then, you should be patient until you get sick in a weak or two. The virus needs some time to rule over your body. And then, you can take revenge on your friend. It has to be you who will give him the poison. May it be blood or cum I don't know, but you have to do it. We will find a way together. End of Part 1 If you want me to write the Part 2 please comment and tell me your opionion. Thanks for reading. Love you all.

Hi, I'm Adam. I'm 20, am in good shape, have a seven inch uncut cock and I'm gay. I was about to attend classes at the university, and allthough the student accommodations were overall fine, somehow the dorm rooms didn't feel all that private, so I found myself looking around, scouring the newspapers for a cheap but decent place to rent. After some searching I found an advertisement for a room to rent that looked interesting, so I telephoned the listed number. The guy who answered the telephone indicated he was the landlord and that the room was still available, so I went over to take a look. The building was neat and tidy, and it turned-out the room for rent was fantastic, but Dan, the landlord, who showed me around, and who sported a goatee and bulging chest muscles and calves was even hotter! I was very satisfied with the room, and so Dan and I went to the lounge where we talked at length. He was wearing shorts that were quite revealing, and I couldn't stop staring at his meat which was to one side of his shorts. After some small talk we agreed that I would rent the room and Dan said I could move in the following week. Back at the dorm all I could think of was Dan's muscles, and his dick encased in those shorts. Mmmmmmm. Wanking myself silly, I soon drifted off to sleep. As the week went by I packed my stuff and on the designed day headed over to my landlord. When I arrived Dan answered the door, greeted me, all the while covered in sweat, remarking "Sorry, I was working out, buddy." I just couldn't stop staring at the masculinity of the guy. Finally I managed to brake off my stare and headed to my room to put in my stuff. I heaved a sigh of relief as I shut the door, but honestly the image of Dan kept coming to mind. i settled in comfortably, but after a few days I found myself watching TV when Dan entered the room, wearing the skimpiest pair of shorts yet: they were very tight and his cock was bulging. "Adam, is everything okay?" he asked. I stammered yes, but couldn't take my eyes off his crotch. As I stood up to go out, for some reason I fell backwards. Dan grabbed me asking "Whoa, steady there, boy. Are you sure you're okay?"

Part 7 (Corruption in the Basement) Luke had just been fucked raw and bred by Matt as they were now ready to take him into the basement play room. Matt quickly pulled his cock out of Luke's well seeded hole only to be quickly replaced by a butt plug to make sure that nothing would leak out as they moved the action to the play room. Steve went on a head as Luke was helped to his feet and guided inside and down the dark basement stairs. When they hit the bottom of the stair case as their eyes adjusted to the low light provided by a couple black light bulbs and two 42" flat panel TV's. In the middle of the room was Luke's 'home' (so to speak) for the remainder of his corruption. Steve looked at Luke and simply said "GET YOUR NEG ASS IN THAT SLING BITCH!". Matt assisted him in getting situated in the sling just how he knew Steve wanted him with his ass slightly hanging over the edge, his legs spread wide, ankles and wrists restrained to the chains that supported the sling from the basement ceiling. Once Luke was situated his ass was raised slightly to allow for gravity to do its work in not only keeping what ever cum was deposited inside him but to let it move deeper into his colon. Luke never spoke a word as one of the screens began to play Steve's collection of home made porn of previous corruption of innocent, straight kids like Luke Luke was surprised as the video on the second screen began to play as he recognized the room as his studio apartment. There he was on the bed smoking the pipe Matt had given him the night before and stoking his dick. As he watched the scene change to when Matt joined him and began sucking his dick for the first time Steve again spoke to him, "IF YOU DON'T DO AS I SAY THIS VIDEO WILL BE SENT TO EVERY MEMBER OF YOUR FAMILY AND YOU WILL DISAPPEAR FOR EVER. I HAVE A CLIENT WHO WANTS TO PAY ME A LOT OF MONEY FOR YOU. BUT I KNOW I CAN MAKE 10 TIMES AS MUCH WITH YOU WORKING FOR ME. BUT IF YOU DON'T LISTEN, I WILL ACCEPT HIS OFFER, CRATE YOU UP AND SHIP YOU TO HIM NEVER TO BE HEARD FROM AGAIN. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BITCH?" While Steve was telling this to Luke Matt had tied a rubber tube tightly on Luke's bicep and had another slam ready to administer. Although this one was only half the size of Luke's first slam that he had only be given less than 30 minutes earlier, it was enough to fuck the boy up royally. Matt slid the point into Luke's vein as Steve finished his little speech to (their soon to be) whore. They wasted no time in removing the tight tubbing bring Luke into a new euphoric rush as he coughed out and attempted to focus his eyes on his surrounding. Luke could now hear a definite ringing in his ears as he was lost in what he was going to need daily, a nice slam of Tina. It was now Steve's turn to breed the former virgin. He immediately got between Luke's legs, pulled the butt plug out and and slammed his cock in balls deep. Luke was so fucking high by this point the new hard cock entering his seeded ass caused him to begin to moan like a cheap whore. Compared to Matt's cock, Steve had almost a full inch on length but definitely over an inch on girth. Steve was impressed at how nice, tight and warm Luke's as felt. While Steve fucked away at Luke's former virgin ass Matt was able to move to the bound boy's head. The way the sling was configured it was in a way that allowed access to Luke's mouth. It was time to teach the boy to suck cock (and hopefully get him to loose his gag reflex). Matt was still semi-hard (with help from Viagra) and able to give Luke's mouth and throat a good workout as Steve continued to pound away at his ass when suddenly there was a buzz heard. Matt knew it was their guests for the evening and hurried up stairs to let them inside. Steve had invited just about every gay boy on campus he knew to join in the final phase of Luke's corruption, a gang bang of his (soon to be no longer) neg ass. Steve's guests all knew to be on time since no once else would be let inside the house once they were all down in the play room. Matt was pleasantly surprised to see 'Nerd Boy' walking through the door. He remembered how much he enjoyed fucking the kid and now that he knew the joys of getting fucked along with the size of 'Nerd Boy's' cock, he was secretly hoping to be on the receiving end of what he gave a few weeks back. While Matt was taking care of the guests upstairs Steve leaned in and after a nice hard slap to get the moaning Luke's attention he said "FOCUS FAG! I WANT TO BE SURE YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOU NEXT. WE WILL SOON BE JOINED BY A GROUP OF MY GOOD FRIENDS. THEY ARE HERE TO ASSIST IN YOUR BECOMING MY PROPERTY. THAT'S RIGHT I NOW OWN YOUR ASS AS I DEMONSTRATED WITH THE VIDEO I HAVE. WHAT THAT MEANS IS YOUR ASS WORKS FOR ME AND I WILL RENT IT OUR TO ANYONE WHO HAS THE CASH TO PAY THE PRICE TO HAVE IT FOR THEIR USE." Steve paused to slap Luke once more before continuing, "THE IMPORTANT FACT I WANT TO GET THROUGH THAT DRUGGED UP BRAIN OF YOURS RIGHT NOW IS THAT EVERYONE STANDING AROUND YOU IS HIV+. YOUR PITIFUL PLEA TO MATT WHEN HE FUCKED YOU BY THE POOL TO PUT ON A CONDOM THEN BEGGING HIM NOT TO CUM INSIDE YOU WAS USELESS. HE FILLED YOUR NEG ASS WITH A WEEKS WORTH OF HIS UNMEDICATED POZ CUM THAT I'M SURE HAS ALREADY TAKEN ROOT. TO INSURE YOUR CONVERSION MY FRIENDS HERE WILL ALL ADD THEIR OWN POZ CUM. EACH ONE WILL ASK YOU TO BEG FOR THEIR DIRTY SEED, THEIR CHARGED LOAD, IF YOU WANT TO GET PREGNANT, KNOCKED UP. I EXPECT YOU TO NOT JUST ASK THEM FOR THEIR CUM, BUT TO BEG FOR IT. I WANT TO HEAR YOU START BEGGING ME FOR MY LOAD, BEG ME TO KNOCK YOU UP RIGHT NOW. IF YOU DON'T DO THIS I SWEAR I WILL CUT OFF YOUR BALLS RIGHT HERE AND NOW!" Which Steve accentuated by roughly grabbing Luke's balls with a firm hand and pulled on them hard. Back up on the main floor Matt reminded their guests that although the bound kid in the sling may have looked under age, it was a fact that he was 18 years old as ever one stripped down and stored their clothes in numbers bag which Matt secured inside a locked closet before making their way into the basement playroom. As the group of a men descended the stairs they could already hear Luke saying, "Please Sir, give me your poz seed, I want to get knocked up, I need the gift of your charged load." Steve always made of show of this as all of the guests were now gathered around to watch as he began to long dick the helpless, restrained Luke. Steve was pulling his 8" thick cock completely out of Luke's ass before slamming back in as he was getting ready to breed the bound boy. Luke kept asking to be pozzed as Steve had told him to do. Steve looked down at his brand new whore and yelled out, "READY OR NOT TAKE MY AIDS CUM YOU WORTHLESS BITCH!", as he slammed balls deep inside depositing his own weeks worth of poz cum as his entire body shook from his orgasm. As soon as Steve pulled out one of his friends who were there to join in on Luke's corruption quickly took his place as those in the group began to get high. Some began to hit the numerous pipes laying around as others found fresh points, Tina and sterile water. Matt wanted to get to know 'Nerd Boy' better and when he saw him grab a point, fill it with some Tina he did the same making sure to find the object of his current obsession (besides corrupting Luke). Steve helped Matt learn his tollerance when it came to slamming Tina and still being able to fucntion as a top. He had his prepared point as he found a space next to 'Nerd Boy'. The two made eye contact as they both were getting ready to slam themselves. They paused for the moment so that Matt could learn that 'Nerd Boy's' real name was James and he wasn't the total bottom that Matt was led to believe. Matt let James know that he had been shown the joys of bottoming and was no longer a total top eliciting a smile from his new friend. They shared a quick smile as they tightened rubber tubbing on their bicep and mutually slammed at the same time pulling the tubbing off their arms together. They then enjoyed their mutual rush while hearing Luke continue to ask to be pozzed. The only rule Steve had was that all cum was to go inside Luke's ass. Other then that, everyone was free to explore each other which Matt and James began to do. The only thing James asked was that if he was to fuck and cum inside Luke he couldn't be fucked. That gave Matt an idea and he invited James back to his apartment after the gang bang. James agreed as the guy who had replaced Steve inside Luke howled as he unloaded his cum deep inside the corrupted boy. Luke spent the next day and a half getting seeded multiple times by every guy that was there while Matt made sure to keep him plenty high with repeated slams. He even took a double penetration from Matt and James as they fucked him together. Steve could tell that his friends were ready to head their own way he knew it was time to take his new piece of property on a test run at the rest stop just outside of town. He knew it would be filled with truckers and married men needing a place to unload and he planned to get $20 for each one who wanted to fuck his new whore.

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 04 We exchanged our cell-phone numbers and he saved my number under the name of his best female friend. He was so scared, that his boyfriend would find out about the things he had done, but he couldn’t stop either. He got addicted to the size of my cock. So the next day, I got a call from Dante, but I told him I was busy being at work. He was sad but understood. Then he called me the following day and begged me to see me, but my jealous boyfriend (which I didn’t have) was the reason I couldn’t make a date. On the third day he whispered to me over the phone, he missed me so much that he couldn’t eat or drink. He needed to see me urgently. I asked him, why he was whispering and he told me his boyfriend was just in the next room cooking the dinner and he needed to be discreet. I found a reason, why I couldn’t see him and I could almost feel him cracking down on the other side of the line. On the fourth day I asked Dante if he would like to meet me in a friend’s flat. We were a small group of guys who wanted to relax a bit and have a good time. He asked me if I knew the guys. I told him, they were more or less pals I go out to a club or a bar. So the next date appeared and I could see Dante was excited to see me again. He was shivering, when he entered my car. I looked deeply into his eyes and it looked like he almost shed a tear. “What happened…?” I asked him. “Nothing…. I am just so happy, that we are finally meeting again.” Dante whispered softly. “I thought you wouldn’t want to meet me again after the last date.” “Why?” I wanted to know. “I was so stupid, telling you about feeling like a whore….” he muttered. “When I came home I thought about what happened and I remembered when you shoved me in the cinema and told me you would go…. and this frightened me beyond measure.” he answered me. “I want to be close to you, no matter what….” he smiles a boyish smile at me. “Believe me - I will never let you go. I feel like you and I will be bonded for a lifetime.” I smiled back at Dante. So we drove to my friends flat, but Dante didn’t know, that the next step was staged up for him. We arrived at the apartment complex and my ‘friend’ Marcus welcomed me with the words ‘What are you guys doing here?’ I played the surprised and asked him, what he meant with that. We were invited guests for a nice get together. By that, the host eventually told me, that he mixed the dates up and that they had a gangbang party going on right now with one slut and ten tops fucking the bitch. Dante seemed to feel uneasy, but Marcus came straight to the point. “Are you a bottom?” he asked Dante. Dante didn’t reply but I nodded for him and said ‘Yes, he is.’ Marcus asked Dante if he would like to spread his legs next to the slut number one. Dante lost all his color, but didn’t reply again. “No way Jose…. he is not a whore to slut around on a gangbang party” I stated and Dante sighed relieved. “But you could fluffer… are you a good fluffer?” Marcus impored. “He is great in sucking, but why should he do that? What’s the treat?” I wanted to know. “Please… we are desperate. Charlie plays the fluffer right now, and you know Charlie. It looks like Rosie O’Donnell is on her knees sucking you hard” Marcus exclaimed. “I heard that you stupid bitch” a male voice from the other room could be heard. “What do you say?” I asked Dante. “You want to help those fellows out as the fluff-boy?” “I don’t know. Wouldn’t you be mad at me? I mean I will suck so many guys here” he mumbled. “Baby – I told you before. If you are just letting them use your mouth, to make them hard… that is no sex at all. As long as you don’t suck to swallow, everything is fine for me. You need to relax and to be sure about what’s right and what is wrong in life.” I explained to Dante. I could see the boys brain working already. “We could ask them for a favour… oh yes…. yes…. you remember your reddish eyes, when I shot my cum right into your eyes? You liked that very much, didn’t you?” I asked him open heartedly. He nodded slowly. “See – we could tell them, that instead of shooting into a rubber (it was a bareback party all the time – but the fluffer wouldn’t see it, from his point of view) they ought to shoot right into your eyes again. What do you say?” I waited for his answer. “That sounds extremely hot.” he whispered to me. I told Marcus our demand and he just smiled at Dante and led him into another room, where a guy was in a sling and got fucked already and another guy was on his knees in quite a distance and sucked one cock after another hard. “Listen guys, this is our new Fluffer. Rosie get up. Fluffer on your knees. Only requirement now, every shot has to be directed right into our fluffer’s open eyes. The slut in the sling moaned ‘What…. what is this shit….’ But since Dante set the rules, his rules had to be obeyed. Dante undressed his t-shirt only and threw it onto a chair nearby. He gave me also his wallet to hold it. There were so many alpha males in the room and most of them had the certain ‘biohazard’ symbol tattooed. But Dante had no clue what it meant and he was so busy sucking anyway. Every time the sluts hole in the sling was empty, Dante’s guy walked up to fuck the whore raw. Dante was not able to see that. He really thought this was a safe only party. He also didn’t know, that the virus could be easily transmitted through his eyes and he just had a herd of very toxic dicks in front of him. He was so naïve and in a way still innocent, and this made him so attractive to all the guys in the room. They knew, the only neg boy in this room… was Dante. He got so excited, when the first poz dick announced he was about to shoot. Everyone gave way to him and he positioned himself in front of Dante and jerking his cock right in front of his eyes. “Look at my dick… keep your eyes open, whore….. take it *grunt* Hold your fucking eyes open you bitch. The explosion was so hard, that Dante accidently closed his eyes too early and so just a very small portion of the nasty cum reached it destination. “Stop rubbing your eyes whore and sit there on your knees, so a next stud can share his cum with you….” the fucker hissed. It didn’t take long and two guys were actually expressed, they would simultaneously shoot their cum. This time Dante was prepared. He held with both hands each upper eye lid, to make sure the eyes wouldn’t close and just saw the huge cock heads in front of him. He tried to focus on both cock clits but it was impossible, so he stared to one and then the other. He heard the guys moan before they actually ejaculated, but when they did it was a huge mess. The cum splashed at least five times from every cock against Dante’s eyes and although it was stinging like hell, he was rock hard in his jeans. He was told not to touch his face. The guys liked the messy face and called Dante several inappropriate names. One guy after another was unloading his venomous semen onto Dante’s eyes. They didn’t care about his health. They didn’t care about his life. They just cared about pozzing a twink without mercy and without him knowing the immense danger of his action. In the meantime he was totally blinded by the cum in his eyes. It was running down his cheeks and down his chin and was pooling between his bend knees. While another jock was jerking in front of little Dante, I took out his ID card and asked a guy close to Dante’s head, to hold the ID next to the side of his face. I snapped some pictures with my mobile. They were showing beautifully the messed up face of this abused cunt face. I made a thumb up to the guy helping me and he grinned, when he handed me the ID back. Before we left this party and my boy was in the restroom cleaning his face, Marcus asked me, if I would really like the video of the whole session being uploaded on ‘YouPorn’, I told him it would be okay for me, if only our faces were disguised and the title had to be:’ The conversion party through Dante’s eyes’ Marcus said all the necessities would be done, before the video would get an upload. This night might have been the night, when Dante’s fate was sealed. But then again - miracles can happen… right?

Thanks for your remarks and encouragment guys! Chapter 2. During Here I was in a stranger's basement dungeon room, restrained face down with a butt plug up my ass, eagerly awaiting what would come next. Maybe I should have been scared, but I wasn't. I felt his hands on my back, moving from my shoulders down toward my ass. He would give my ass a good firm squeeze or a sharp little swat each time. "You look really good, boy" "Thank you Sir." "You seem very relaxed and comfortable- that's good for now," he said with that sexy chuckle of his. "I need to get comfortable too," he said. His hands left my body, and it sounded like he was taking off his boots and the rest of his clothes. He was now standing right behind me. I felt the heat of his body, and it seemed I could feel his warm, growing cock brush up against my as and the backs of my thighs. Then I felt himwiggle the butt plug a bit. I moaned. He then started tapping on it, which sent wonderful vibrations in my hole and all through my body. I moaned a bit louder. I felt him pull on the plug slightly, then push it back in. He did this a few times. It felt awesome! He went back to the tapping and laughed softly as he saw me shudder in delight. He pressed his body down on my back and I felt his breath on my ear. "Mmmmmm, you're such a good boy," he whispered in my ear. "What shall we do next, I wonder. Oh yeah, I think I know." I could feel his hot hard cock pressing on the crack of my ass. He rubbed it slowly up and down. "I think I know what you want," he whispered. "I think I know exactly what you want. Do you know what you want? What you want deep inside?" My own cock was as hard as it has ever been, and all I could do was moan again. He stood upright, and my body missed the warmth of his. He pulled at the plug again, but this time he kept pulling and it slowly came out of my hole. I thought he started to push it back in, but it felt different. Then I knew he had replaced it with his cock. "I think this is what you want, boy. But that really doesn't matter, does it?" Just the head of his cock was in. "What really matters is what I want, right boy?" My hole was craving to be filled by his dick, and I tried to push back against him to get more in. But he just held it there. "You want this, boy? You want my cock?" I moaned. "You want my cock, boy? Do you? Tell me you want it." I mumbled a feeble yes in reply. "I couldn't hear you," he said a bit louder and more insistently. "Yes Sir. I want your cock," I said. "Good boy." he pressed his cock just a bit further in. It felt big. It felt hot. It felt wonderful. "A good boy gets the reward he really wants," he said as he pressed even more into my hole. "What a sweet, tight boy-hole," he sighed, as he pressed in all the way. At least it felt like all the way. He kept it there, and leaned down onto my back again. "Open up, let daddy in all the way," he whispered in my ear again. I pushed back against him and opened up my hole as much as I could. I felt him pushing in even more and felt his pubes against my hole and his balls against mine. "That's the way. Good boy," he hissed in my ear. His body against my back, his breath and lips on my ear, his thick cock filling me, it was all making my head spin. He remained pressed against me like that, and started to slowly pull his cock back, and just as slowly push back into me. He pulled back almost all the way out, then back in. His cock must have been eight inches long. He kept up these long slow strokes. This was the most satisfying fucking I had ever received, I felt his hand close to my face. "Here, boy- inhale." I smelled the familiar scent of poppers and took a deep whiff. He held them up to my other nostril and I inhaled again. I felt my hole open ever wider. "That's it, boy. You really do want this, don't you?" "Yes, Sir!" I immediately responded. Again he chuckled. He stood upright and started to fuck me harder and faster. I was pushing back against each thrust. My whole world at that moment revolved around his big hard cock reaming out my hole. I could hear his breathing getting harder as he fucked harder with each thrust. He finally yelled out "Oh fuuuck!" and pushed all the way in and stayed there. "Oh fuck boy! Take it boy!" He yelled. He pulled back halfway and jabbed back in a couple of times. The he pulled out. His breathing was still heavy, but he seemed to recover. I know I was smiling. There was a sudden but soft rap on the door. I was pointed away from it and couldn't see anything. I heard Sir say "I think someone heard us," and he chuckled again as I heard him walk over and open the door. "Good timing guys, I just had my turn," he said to someone I couldn't see. I heard other voices saying "Nice" "Sweet ass" "Awesome" "Who's next?" I couldn't tell how many voices. "What's going on?" I asked. I heard Sir's voice as he came closer to me. "Relax, boy. These are just good friends of mine who came for a little fun. I'll see they treat you right. You won't get anything you don't want." By the time he finished he was in front of me. I could see his chest dripping with sweat and his still mostly hard cock. It was just as big as it had felt in my ass. He crouched down in front of me, his hands on my shoulders. He was looking me in the eyes, still wearing those sunglasses, and smiling reassuringly. He leaned in and kissed me and said to me, "Relax, sweet boy. Just think of this as fulfilling a fantasy you may not have admitted to yourself that you have had for a while." He leaned in very close to my ear and whispered, "I won't let them do anything you don't want. I won't let them hurt you. Well, not any more than I already hurt you, my sweet boy." His words relaxed me again, and I managed to say "OK, I trust you, Sir." "Good boy," he said, and kissed me again. He stood up and went over to his friends. "This is the first one to show I went first." I smelled a sharp odor, a familiar odor, but it wasn't the poppers from before. I then felt something press against my left ass cheek and move down a couple of inches. The I heard a quiet snap and realized he had just made a mark on my ass with a marker. "Each guy leaves a mark when you finish. Make sure you finish." Another voice said, "I'll go next." I felt a pair of hands on my ass as a cock pushed in. Sir had fucked me so well and so deeply that there was no resistance at all. He came and crouched down in front of me again, kissing my lips and ears and neck and stroking my arms and shoulders. He kept this up as the new guy fucked me. After he finished fucking me, he left a mark beside the first one. The it was someone else's turn. I was so blissed out and loving the attention from my Sir that I lost count of how many cocks were inside me, one after the other. It was all a blur then, but later I remember things I had heard them saying: "What a sweet ass this little piggy has!" "Fuck he still feels tight!" "He's the best one yet!" And after the fourth of fifth one was done and he was making his mark, one of them said, "This is permanent, right?" There was laughter. "Fucking right it's permanent," someone else said. My Sir whispered into my ear so only I could hear, "Yes, it's permanent. So you will never forget." And he kissed me long and deep. He didn't untie me from the bench until they had all thanked him and left. I never saw a single one of them. He helped me stand up and held me tight. "You OK?" he asked. I didn't answer. He started rubbing my arms and legs. He put his arm around my shoulder. We found my clothes, and he led me upstairs. " think you need a good hot shower," and he showed me the bathroom. He started the water for me and found me a towel. After I got out, he asked me if I was OK to drive home or if I needed to crash. I said I wanted to drive home. I knew my family would expect to see me in the morning. It was almost the end of my visit with them. He told me the few turns to make to get back to the main drag. I found my way home and crashed and slept like a log. I woke up with a slightly sore ass, but sore in a really good way. I couldn't believe what had happened the night before- a hot dungeon session followed by a hot gang bang. It was something right out of porn! Chapter 3 coming soon...

Part 3 Dan sat with his head in his hands. I could hear the sobs coming uncontrollably from him, so I leaned in to hug and assure him, saying "Poz or not, I want you to fuck me," adding "Dan, I need you, I need your seed in me." As I then leaned into kiss him, he met my kisses, which became increasingly greedy and ferocious. I assured him I was ok and that I only fucked bareback, so I knew one day I would seroconvert, adding "Who better than from the man I fancy and for whom I have feelings?" "Adam, do you realise what you are saying and asking of me?" "Yes I do," as I calmly took his hand. He wiped his tears away on his arm as I looked deep into his eyes and said "Please fuck me raw. Please cum in me." I then lay my body on top of his, our hard-ons squirming together. As my ass twitched for Dan's meat, I kissed my way down his chest and torso, until I reached his cock, which was glistening with pre-cum which, naturally, I hungrily licked clean. Then, all of sudden, unbidden, I said "Make me your poz boy." My mind was racing, trying to understand why I said as much, even as I leaned over the side of the couch so my arse was exposed, waiting for ready for Dan's eager meat to fuck me. I felt a warm wet tongue licking my arse, which prompted "Oohhhh, godddd that feels good!" I knew this might be the last neg load I shot, but fuck, I wanted this man in me. Then I felt Dan's cock at my hole. He used spit and then procceded to push his throbbing cock in. "Oohhh fuck!" I grunted, as inch-by-inch his poz cock impaled me. When he was balls-deep, Dan leaned to me and whispered "Yeah, fucker. You fell for the tears, as they all do. I'm gonna fucking charge your ass, boy." With that, Dan started fucking me hard and deep saying repeatedly "Yeah, take my poz load, fucker," and, after a couple of minutes, he began slamming me, saying "I'm gonna cum" and "Take my poz babies!" Honestly, I didn't care what he was said as long as his cock was fucking me. Then suddenly he grunted, saying "Here it comes, fucker!" I felt this cock spasm in my arse so I knew he had cum. My own cock shot without any assistance. "Yeah," he said as he withdrew, adding he would continue to fuck me until I converted, and he had made me his. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "I've always wanted my own little poz boy," he replied. After several months of continuous fucking I became ill. Dan took me to the clinic, where, after blood tests, it was confirmed that I was poz. Dan took care of me during my illness and we settled down to a pretty good life until one night....

Part 2 Tingling sensations raced up and down my arms, and then my whole body began to feel little electric shocks. He held my arm as I stood there, looking at his handsome rugged face, all the time feeling like I was about to fall again, and sure enough, as I lost my balance and fell against him, I was not so out of it that I neglected to move in for the kill by pressing my lips against his mouth. He was no less greedy for me, 'cause his tongue met mine, as we mutually explored each other's mouth. He also wrapped me in his embrace, torso to torso, crotch to crotch, as our kisses became more frantic. Even through his (admittedly) skimpy) shorts, I could feel his throbbing cock. I did my best to squeeze his cock with my crotch, and he responded by moaning in between kisses. After a couple of minutes, we parted and I assisted him in removing his his shirt. As I expected, his body was all muscle and quite rugged. Again he leaned in for the kill, as he gestured for me to get naked. In seconds I had stripped-off all my clothing, and my cock throbbed and stood at full as he virtually ripped off his shorts. We ground our erections against one another, and I explored his body with pleasure. Breaking off the kiss, he asked "Are you sure, boy?" "Yes, I'm sure," I replied, and with that he pushed me down on my knees, directing my open mouth to his massive cock meat. I didn't care if it hurt or whether I could get the whole thing down, I simply eagerly sucked on him, taking his cock down my throat, bit by bit, until I had successfully deep throated him. He moaned with pleasure, as he also held my head in such a way as to force me further down the shaft. Finally he let me off, and I took the opportunity to say what I had been thinking for several minutes "Please, fuck me, fuck me, please." He then stated "I only bareback, boy." I was beyond caring - I wanted his meat in my ass, and quickly. So I smiled my approval, and he directed me onto the sofa. I liberally kissed his body as his breath became increasingly ragged, and occasionally, when I kissed a particularly sensitive part of his body, he would his torso would buck off the sofa, as he moaned in delight. Then he suddenly stopped, and for a split second I wondered if I had done something wrong, but no, he pushed me away, saying "We can't, we can't, such a sweet boy like you. It wouldn't be right to do this with you." "Why not, please, why not?" I murmured, as I kissed his rugged chest. He then came out with it: "I'm HIV positive." I immediately recoiled from him, my brain analysing what he had said to ensure I had understood him correctly.

Last night a friend and I went to the local gay Latin club. On Sundays during the summer months its College night and they sometimes open the dark room area. They don't do it often cause it is not legal here, but my friend knows the manager, and we knew it would be open last night. I love dark room play, it's a thrilling and exciting time, especially here, cause i'm all about me some Latin cock! The club wasnt that busy, but decent. We hang out and had some drinks, and i watched several hotties going in and out of there. Finally i followed a group in, and in seconds i had my mouth full of hot uncut cock. I was in there a good half hour or so, and sucked several cocks and had my hole fucked hard by several raw cocks, i dont even know how many different guys fucked me or unloaded in me. It is so exciting being in the pitch dark room, having the latin studs passing my ass around and taking turns fucking me, not knowing who they are, how many, or anything, other than walking out completely satisfied and my hole dripping with sweet latin cum. I dont like doing it all the time, cause i normally like seeing the guy that is seeding me, but every once an awhile its hot to be used like that.