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Drew was a good friend of Jake's, who was having his 21st birthday bash. The thing was Drew was straight whereas Jake was gay and had mostly gay friends. Not that Drew believed it would matter for a birthday party. His choice of venue was nice: a good-sized room above a pub, where drinks flowed freely and the music was good. There was about 7 men in the room including Drew and Jake. One person who caught Drew's eye was a slightly older guy sporting a short-sleeved top that exposed a tattoo of a scorpion that had been inked high up on his left arm. After going around chatting to the party members, he soon learned he was the only straight attendee. Nevertheless Drew was enjoying himself with the drinks free-flowing. He discovered that Gus, the tattooed, slightly older gentleman ran a business offering strippers for parties. Then to Drew's surprise he told him he'd organised the entertainment for Jake's party. Knowing Jake's proclivities, Drew knew his luck wasn't in with female strippers, he hoped he'd cope with what was soon to happen as Gus left to usher in the male stripper. With a big fanfare, a very large black man appeared dressed as a boxer with rippling muscles. Music began and he removed his cape to reveal a well-toned body, in under a minute the boxer shorts had also been divested revealing his enormous manhood, not only was it extremely long but with a tremendous girth. Gus seemed to nod to the stripper in the direction of Drew. As the stripper approached, he whirled his dick round and round. It grew even bigger, but Drew waved him away and he gave his attention to the other guests, but did comment “later then?” As he went round the guests, they manhandled him, stroking his huge cock. When we offered it to the birthday boy Jake, he took as much of it into his mouth as he could and started to suck it. Drew was beginning to feel very uncomfortable and regretting attending this party, even though he was a good friend of Jake's. After a couple of minutes, the stripper pulled out and went round the others squirting foam cream on his dick and enticing each in turn to suck the cream off his cock. His enormous dick now upright glistened with the saliva from several blowjobs! He cam back to Drew, sprayed cream on his dick and offered it to him. Drew hesitated partly though his being a bit more uninhibited following maybe one too many drinks and also a certain peer pressure. Nevertheless, he did once again dissuade the stripper and got him to move on. He noticed Gus watching him intensely as this temptation happened. The event proceeded with the arrival of the birthday cake, all covered in thick whipped cream. Gus cut pieces for all the guests, clearly he was truly responsible for the smooth running of the occasion. They all had a piece and then toasted Jake's birthday. Drew somewhat slurred his words, but that didn't matter, things were going well. With the Dutch courage Drew now had, he questioned Gus about there only being one stripper and Gus admitted there were indeed two and he was the other. At that he started dancing and shedding his clothes, with rapturous applause from the other guests all clapping to the beat and his movements as he stripped naked. Even Drew although avoiding clapping, found himself eyeing Gus' body and his cock began to stir in his trousers. After quite a performance, Gus stopped his dancing and placed his cock in the cake, smothering it with the whipped cream. He offered it to Drew, Drew disinclined to accept as before, but Gus remained more insistent. “You know you want it, that tent peg in your pants proclaim your desire. With Drew's cock betraying him, he opened his mouth and started to devour Gus' cock. The rest of the assembled group, all cheered and clapped at Drew's blowjob, it went on much longer than Jake's special treat with the other stripper. Gagging and choking over Gus' meat as he pushed it in more. Drew continued choking and sputtering. With Gus' cock now lodged in his throat and he went as hard as he could. Drew's hardon swelled as he as he gagged over Gus' cock. And Gus yanked down Drew's pants for all to see. "Oh shit baby, I'm going to nut." Gus moaned. The thrusts increased and his organ throbbed. Gus's massive balls were smacking Drew's head and his breathing erratic. The fingers curled round Drew's hair and he grunted. No, no no! It was swelling in his mouth. A massive rope of come shot down Drew's throat A second and third spurt followed with the same density. On the fourth fifth and sixth he began to pull out and it landed on his tongue. The sweet taste and saltiness was overwhelming. Not to stop this moment. Gus offered Drew a sniff of poppers, which he inhaled strongly. Gus beckoned the other stripper over for the main party piece! Something hot, hard and unnaturally sized was pressed up against Drew. He could feel it wiggling against his arse. Gus whispered, "just enjoy it." Drew looked over his shoulder to see the other stripper's massive cock rubbing against him. His grinding increased it was truly monster sized but it had beautiful thick veins, soft smooth skin and an angry red head. He angled himself so he was thrusting at Drew's crack. Then Drew felt him being pinned down. Four of the other guests, held Drew down, each taking a wrist or ankle to keep him from squirming away. Gus gave Drew poppers to inhale The poking continued. Then Drew felt it against his hole. The head pressed against it, testing it. He could feel it strain as he pushed to get access. He shifted his hips and aimed his massive weapon right at his virgin hole. Drew could feel the warm tip brushing against his sphincter. Drew felt more pressure as his massive thing tried to get inside. Hands were holding him so tight Drew was scared he was going to snap then all he felt was pain. It was going in, slowly one inch at a time a man's dick starting to enter him. "Hush baby, only halfway." Gus cooed. Halfway, halfway!? This thing was only halfway inside of me? Oh Jesus no, this was not durable. “No I can't take it! "Pull out! PULL OUT!" Drew screamed. But the stripper just grabbed Drew's hips and pushed hard until Drew had taken every last inch. "No more, please I can't do this. It's too much!" Drew cried. Drew felt wet inside. His massive girth was rubbing deep inside pressing against Drew's insides getting slick with something. It couldn't have been spit or precum?. There was a powerful thrust and Drew yelped. . He took this as motivation and began really hammering home. The thrusts changed their angle and Drew began to feel pleasure. He did it again and Drew felt his own cock start to grow. Drew's hard cock was bouncing along to the sodomy. He was getting fucked and Drew was hard. He sniffed the poppers hard as it helped him. Seeing how Drew was responding, one of the group who was restraining Drew released his grip and offered his dick to Drew's opened mouth, dripping with Gus' cum. Drew's mouth was stuffed with his cock. Drew was now being drilled at both ends. Drew was again choking and sputtering as the cock now lodged in his throat and he went as hard as he could. He too splattered his cum deep inside Drew's throat. As Drew felt the taste, smell and cock driving into him and it was all too much. Drew's entire body shook as he was hit with his strongest orgasm. He screamed out as he shot his thick white load all over one of those still holding him. The man smiled at Drew then got up and walked over to Jake, who he noticed to his shock was filming it all with his mobile camera. Drew was horrified. But a combination of the lovely smile Jake gave him and his general sexual tension and inebriation meant Drew dismissed the filming and carried on with his intercourse, as another of the invitees shoved his cock into Drew's mouth to receive Drew's attention. Drew's tormented pleasure somewhat changed; the stripper was fucking with less rhythm, his thrusts deep and painful, his breathing ragged and he was coated in sweat. He was clearly close to cumming. He grabbed Drew's waist and spun him around on his dick. The blood provided ample lubricant because there was a slick sound as he spun like a top. Drew could now see the stripper plunging his huge dick in and out of his hole. “Stop, please not inside”, Drew begged. "I love breeding virgins." He panted. "No stop!" He was fucking too hard. Drew's entire body was shaking and breathing came out broken in time with his rapid thrusts. Just then the thrusts stopped. The cock buried itself as deep as it would go and began twitching. Drew's eyes widened as the reality took over. His straight ass had just finished off a man. He was being bred. "Nooo!", Drew cried. "Yes!" He replied. He could feel it convulsing. Then he could feel something warm soaking his insides. His cum just kept shooting inside Drew squirmed to the left then right, trying to push out the oversized cock but it wouldn't stop. He was growling, body flexed as the stripper held him with his dick. He could feel some of it dripping out. It seemed impossible. Cum was shooting inside him as well as pouring out. He looked over to see Gus, positioning himself to take over from the other stripper to breed his hole again. But I'm worried he's cum inside without a condom. “Don't worry”, Gus replied, “it's okay, he's the same status as me”. Not only did Gus breed Drew, but then the other four guests took their turns to unload inside him. Finally, Jake came over to have his turn, passing his camera over to Gus to complete the filming. “This is the best ever birthday present”, Jake exclaimed as he pushed his cock in. “But isn't it risky?” Drew asked anxiously. “But we've all been on prep the last couple of years”, Jake said misleadingly. For not only had they stopped taking them in time to be detectable again, but he had hired the two positive strippers to breed Drew. “Thanks for the gift”, Jake said, “let me give you mine now.” As he squirted his poz load deep within.

I run my own business, we do office fit outs and reconfigurations, based in the city. For a years more I've had a personal assistant as the majority of the work I do is coordinating contractors, workmen and supply logistics, so having someone to help me keep my diary straight and things organised is just a no brainer. Until now I've always kept my sex life separated as being a Gay man in his late 40s and dealing with construction people, it was just always easier for them to not question sexuality etc. But then my PA Amy resigned to move to another city with her fiance and I found myself interviewing replacement candidates. There was a short list of three, two older women, very experienced and one young guy, with great qualifications but his experience was not directly in assistant work, though his skills were transferable. I'll be honest, he wasn't in the running, but wanted to meet him as I liked his resume and I was dirty minded and curious. After the first two had not really impressed me, I was beginning to think the search would be a bust when young James met me at reception. I was pleasantly surprised when the well dressed 21 year old shook my hand and smiled his blue eyes at me, my cock twitched and I smiled back, checking him out as inconspicuously as possible. I'm 6'2" 47 hairy and burly with a rugby build, he was 5'8" 21 lean with a more nerdy look, a great bubble but and signs of being a little hairy himself... Just perfect. Nasty thoughts ran through my head as I ushered him to my office, closing the door and locking it so as not to be disturbed, but I put them aside, let's give this kid a chance. As I asked him all the normal interview questions and noticed he was very nervous, I did my best to be friendly and put him at ease, but not let my dick make decisions, something I strongly believe is dangerous in business. So briefed him on the company history, the role and why it was vacant, then what I was looking for from an assistent, and asked him why he thought I should hire him over someone with more direct experience. James explained that he was a born organiser, his father had been in construction and that since he'd passed away he had wanted to find a way to follow in his dad's footsteps, even though he wasn't great at building things himself. He talked about how he'd done similar things around logistics in his last job and how he often found himself managing his mums diary as she was a busy single mum these days. He then dropped that he was single, so it ment he didn't have any other obligations right now and could focus on the job at hand. I joined that I war single too which war great for work but getting a little lonely as I was getting older. He smiled at my weak joke that prompted him to reassure me I want that old. With that I got up to get a glass of water from my cooler and asked if he wanted one, and that was my first clear hint... I caught him checking out my ample package. I pack 9 thick inches and big balls and always be sure to wear just the right jeans that show off my buldge, so it pumped my ego a little and quickly lead to some more dirty thoughts... So when it took him his water I intentionally came too close and caught him once again glance down. Then I headed back to my desk sat down and back, being sure he could get a view and decided, fuck it, I was alone in the office today, I'm horny as hell and I'm gonna see if I can break my rule... A secret fantasy id had for a long time. So I started with a simple question, what does he do for fun, he answered clubbing with friends, gaming and into sci Fi, like trek... I laughed and said I loved trek too, but wasn't much for Clubbing these days, preferring usually to sit at home have a smoke and relax. He asked what I smoked and I decided to take a risk... Asking if I could trust him with the truth. He eagerly reassured me, so I unlocked and reached into my side drawer pulling out my glass pipe, already loaded with Tina, and asked if he'd tried it before? When he said no, I asked if he was open to it and he said yeah maybe, then asked what it was like, side effects etc, I told him it was really just great for relaxing, and focusing, abs that it was pretty mild with come down that is really managed. He seemed curious, so I then mentioned that it was also really great for enhancing sex with the right partner, and since it was Friday, id let my team go home early, intending to puff up and see where the night and weekend took me. I asked if he had plans and when he said know I asked if he minded if I took a hit and said he was welcome to join me. I could see he was interested but nervous, so I just hit up the pipe, took a big breath and blew out a big cloud in front of him. "wow" I heard him utter as I saw his eyes check my package between watching the smoke. As the clouds started to rush through my veins I got a little bolder, stood up and moved to lean against the edges of my desk right in front of him, and this time I said, "go on give it a try, I'll shotgun it to you and you can stop if you don't like it". He bowed to the period pressure and seconds later I was up close blowing clouds into his mouth as he sucked them back, near the end i intentionally let our lips touch, then moved back. Once he had exhaled I quickly asked if he was ok and liked it? He was affirmative so I gave him too more shotguns each time kissing just a little more as I did it, he didn't resist and started to respond kissing back. Now was the time to up the stakes, so I moved back to my chair and asked if he would like to take one directly from the pipe... And smiled when he glanced at my package again on the word pipe. He said yes so I told him it would be easier if he came and sat on my knee while I drove it for him and encouraged him, it didn't take much and this young boy was sit on my knee, in close, my package now pressed gently against his upper thigh, I drove the pipe, then leaned in so he could shot gun it back to me. This time as we did I allowed the exchange to become a more passionate and clear kiss. When he sat back, with the courage of the puff in my system I told him he was a very good looking young man, that I was gay I loved being a daddy to a younger guy, and I asked him if he likes guys too? He confirmed yes, previous trepidation gone due to the substance in his lungs and my admission, he also said he thought I was a real hunk that he was hoping I might be a top. With that it was all on, more puff, more making out and our hands exploring each other's bodies, soon my hand was massaging his ass and he was rubbing my package. I then told him I was a trekkie too and asked if he would like to see my tattoo on the topic, slowly removing my shirt to show my com badge tattoo, he ran his hand through my chest hair as he admired said he loved the concept. After another puff I decided to tell all to him, that I was a dom daddy top who dreamt of having a boy to own of my own. That I had fantasies that that boy would also be my PA, a total bottom and love my cock and my cum. I told him I preferred it bareback, and loved seeding and breeding a hot boy. He was shy, but expressed he liked the idea but was really only looking for a hook up, safe sex and felt he'd love to have sex but wasn't inclined to continue with the job application. I was disappointed, but horny at least is get this young boys hot ass... And who knows where that night go...

I was on a short weekend getaway to Kissimmee Florida. My family was also with me, naturally, I am a very horny guy. So I decided I needed to check the apps to see what was going on, luckily, I was able to find two guys staying at my same hotel. I reached out to both only to discover that they were a couple, but prefer to play separately. I decided to focus on the top. He was a middle, aged, red haired, big bellied, uncut top, with a nice hard and very leaky cock. We exchanged pictures, I took a shower and then snook off to meet him. Lol. I got to his room and we immediately began kissing,his tongue pushing against mine, deep down my throat. His hands groping everywhere, and then started stripping right there and then at the door and kept on kissing. Somehow we made it to the bed, where our cocks were rubbing against each other. Both leaking profusely. I reached down and started jerking us both. He was moaning and asked me if I’d like to suck his dick, I went down on him and licked all of the sticky mess away. His dick was a standard 6 inch, had a beautiful pink foreskin on it, surrounded by red pubes, and a very smooth purple head, and the pre-cum was dripping nonstop. I can taste a salty sweetness. We then repositioned, and then we 69 for what seemed like hours. I climbed up on him and then rode him reverse cowgirl. Poor guy was ripping under me as my Raw hole took his red cock. There was no talk about condoms or HIV status. I knew I wanted his raw load inside of me. He knew he wanted his uncut dick deep in me as possible. I did not take him long and said he was breathing very deeply as he began slapping me harder and telling me how he’s gonna knock my hole up. I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me and I let it be until he softened and slid right out. Weather in both got cleaned up and I left. I went to the hotel lobby bathroom and stripped down naked. I then played with myself in the mirror as a part of my cheeks, and let his river of cum flow out of my ass. He came quite a lot ribbons of white, flying everywhere. I caught so much my fingers wiped it on my dick, and tasted, so I’m also. As I was about to begin jerking off, I hear a familiar sound. I got a message from him asking to come back to the room so he can fuck me again I immediately pulled up my pants, put my T-shirt back on and ran back to his room, he was already in bed and very hard once I got there, we then kissed again and then he put me on the bed and climbed on top of me. My ass was up in the air as he began fucking me relentlessly, his right arm was around my neck, and he fed me poppers as he slowly choked me while emptying his load into my hole once more . he gave me a long kiss and I then got dressed and went back down to the lobby. I went back to the same stall and stripped completely naked. I spread my cheeks against the sink, and I proceed to push out his cum into my palm. Where I then either rubbed it all over my dick or ate it, this was such a horny experience. I couldn’t control myself and then started using his cum as lube and jerk myself off to the memory of this random man breeding my hole two times..

Double Ass Up So I was on one of those location based phone apps... You know which one. I saw a profile on there which had a nice looking ass with a cream pie dripping out of it. I sent a message complimenting him "Nice creampie, I love taking them too". He replies back "Thanks, you have a nice ass too". I asked him "You on PrEP?". His reply "Nope". Me "Me neiter. You're going to get knocked up!". Him "Probably." Me "Me too". He says "I'm hosting in my motel room, if you can split it with me you can come over and take some loads too". Me "Sounds great, what hotel and room number?" He sends me the number so I take a quick shower, get cleaned out and head over, it's only a couple miles away over along IH35. When I get there he lets me in, the room is dark and we leave the door proped open with the little bar thing. I strip down like he is, just to jock underwear and we both get up on the bed ass up. It doesn't take long before we hear the door open and shadows enter the room. I feel a hand rub my ass and I can see that his is also being checked out. Two tops. Very soon I hear him groan out in pleasure and a grunt from his top guy and I know he's getting it. I also feel fingers checking out my already lubed hole. They pull out then I feel the head of my top guy's dick sliding in my ass crack until it pushes inside causing me to groan out as well and my top guy to give his own grunt. Then all I can hear is moans and groans and flesh slapping. I'm feeling nothing but pleasure as the big dick pounding me is rubbing my prostate just right making my little cock drip into my jock. All of a sudden my top stops and pulls out. "Switch?" he asks the other top. I hear the other top grunt out "OK" and he stops. I feel them moving around behind us and suddenly my hole is stretched wider than it has ever been and the big dick just keeps pushing in until I feel wiry pubes on my cheeks. I can't help but moan out because it burns a little, like a dick hasn't done in me in a long time. Very soon I feel him pull back out and then he pushes in hard and fast so I can feel is massive balls smack my taint and then he really goes to town. Both tops are pounding us like crazy. The room is filled with the sounds and smells of raw man sex. I'm interrupted by my head being pulled up by my hair a dick in my face which I accept into my mouth. More tops have showed up. It's going to be a good night. Soon I feel the huge dick in my ass start to throb and the guy pushes all the way in and holds it there as I feel jet after jet of hot cum being pumped deep inside me. I head the other bottom's top guy growl out "take my poz load you slut!". My top guy whispers in my ear "you just got a 5 day high VL load too". Before I can even process that, the guy that was in my mouth has pulled out and is moving behind me. I have a chance to look around a little and I see there must be a dozen guys standing around stroking themselves and getting ready to use both of us. And they do. One after another until the wee hours of the morning. After the last ones leave both myself and the other bottom guy are left laying together on the bed in puddles of cum, with dried cum spots all over each of us, and our holes gaping and drippng seed. I ask him "how many loads do you think we took?" He says he personally lost count after 14, and he was sure I took as many as he did. That sounded true to me too. We took turns rinsing off and getting dressed and then left, exchanging mobile numbers. A couple weeks later I got a text from him saying "We should do that again soon" I texted back "Hell yes, but I won't need to be worried about being impregnated next time". I'd been to the clinic and got my results. He texted me "Me either, my pregnancy test just came back Pozitive". We made arrangements to do it again... Looking forward to it this Friday.

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That sticky sweet mixture of lube, sweat, and pre-cum is tantalizing as a man slides in raw. After a top has loosened me up and is transitioning to fuck me, that feeling of his body pressed against mine, pinning me down, and the sweat of our bodies is such a turn on. It becomes less about me, and more about feeling that hard cock using me for it's pleasure. The visual and mental connection knowing we're intimately intertwined, even if anonymous and quick. The joy of being of service to a man and feeling him bust deep inside me, is unmatched. No drug feels as satisfying. His seed now deep inside me, I am grateful that he's shared with me his life's journey thus-far and the data from his ancestors for my body to absorb.

FlaTTered, @TaKinGDeePanal, thank you.

Open your mind, your legs, and your ass - and somehow get in contact with @versmetropig so that he can teach you what REAL men do.

What's in it for the bottom? Everything. During the time my top is fucking me I love him. He is my world. I worship him. Even if he is taking me from behind in a sex club and I have no idea what he looks like, my place is to serve him and receive his seed. It is almost like a religious act for me. I see his seed as my divine prize. My right and my nourishment. I have never stopped a top from fucking me once he is inside me. It is his right to fuck me and my responsibility to receive his load or until he decides to walk away. I have been in pain sometimes in my legs because the top has been fucking me for so long in awkward positions but I will not stop the act of breeding. It must be completed. Once he has gifted me his seed, his essence I will thank him. If he will allow it I will ask him if I may clean his cock as an act of gratitude and submission. Some allow it others are not interested and the hands of my new top are already on my shoulders holding me down and preparing me for the next load. And then it is my turn to worship him and the process starts again. And already I have forgotten the previous top as all my attention is turned to my new lord and master.

Well said, Konrad. Another, maybe more clear way of describing that magical moment of "connection". It's a really important part of the whole mating event, at least to me, and it takes place in our minds, our soul.

The relentless pursuit of raw sex

Here’s mine. Bonus: hole included.

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Preliminary remarks: This story is pure fiction! Similarities to real people are purely coincidental, and not intended! Please do not understand this story as a call to share STDs, or to cause other physical and / or mental harm, and also not as a promotion to drug and alcohol consumption! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old (of age according to German law)! Since I have problems writing stories in the English/American language (grammar deficit), I write this story in German, and have it translated by deepl.com! Chapter 3: The ambush (Offtopic: I apologize for the delay, but work and family must come before the hobby). So, where were we? Oh, right, at the bathroom encounter of Karel and Sven, and how my brother stole a dirty load from my best friend that was meant for me. So Karel came naked and wet down the stairs to the first floor, and crept as quietly as he could, jerking his cock to my room. He very quietly opened the sliding door, and listened to see if I was really asleep. When he was sure, he opened the door completely, and didn't even bother to close it again. Since it was very warm, I slept in just retro shorts, no comforter, and as almost always, on my stomach, ass up. I think this actually simplified Karel's plan. Karel, dripping with wetness, continuing to jerk off slowly, crept over to my desk, and grabbing my craft scissors from the top, came over to my bed. In the meantime, my brother had also arrived in the doorway to my room, and was watching the situation. So Karel crept to my bed, crawled carefully on it, and cut with the scissors very carefully the sides of my retro shorts, waved briefly my brother closer, gave him the scissors and whispered to him to put them back on the desk, and then quietly sit down on the office chair. I didn't notice anything because I slept like a rock. Why? I'm usually a light sleeper, and I wake up even when Sven goes to the fridge at night, and my door is firmly closed. Sven obeyed Karel's instructions, and when Karel saw that I didn't move, he continued with his work. He simply folded away the back of my retroshorts, dribbled some of the lube he had brought between my ass cheeks, and spread it on and inside my hole with his index finger. Even with these touches, I strangely didn't wake up. Karel grinned devilishly at my brother, while he was still jerking his cock, kneeling over me, and opened my hole with his other hand. First with one finger, then came some special lubricant again, then with two fingers for a while, then lubricant again, and then with three fingers. Karel apparently had practice opening holes. Finally, after a good 20 minutes of his finger work, he was satisfied, and whispered to Sven, "Your brother's ass cunt is prepared, kneel in front of the edge of the bed, and watch carefully as my poison cock will penetrate naked, and I will give him his first load." Sven obeyed, and looked totally horny, but also jealous of the cock he wanted so much inside him, and my hole. Inch by inch Karel pushed his wand into my asshole, there was no resistance on my part, I was still sleeping like a rock, even when Karel had completely sunk his cock into me, I didn't wake up. Karel started fucking me very carefully, but after 10 times out and in he buried himself completely again and started convulsing. Exhausted, he climbed off me and whispered to Sven, "Viral load one is planted. Do you want to clean my cock?" But Sven was so horny that he didn't hear, or didn't want to hear what Karel had just asked him, my brother immediately climbed up on my bed, and sank his cock into my hole. He lasted maybe a minute, no way longer, and finally shot a mega load into my stretched hole. Sven also quickly got off my bed, looked at Karel, and immediately took care of his cock. After Karel's cock was clean, Karel finally took care of Sven's cock as well. Both whispered to the other at the same time, "A sperm load should never be wasted." What's next? Well the weekend is still young, we'll see in the next episode.

When I first started taking dick I never really cared about race but ending up getting a lot of black cock being a femmy white boy with a nice ass. Only thing I ever had to a regular boyfriend was a black guy with a massive 8.5" thick as fuck dick who bred me many times outside and gave me many facials for a nice little cumslut "walk of shame" home. After taking so much BBC I prefer it now and honestly any black guy only has to whip it out and I'm on it. One of my favorite types of videos now is white girls taking hood dick anywhere at any time and I'm always jealous because I know if I had a real pussy I'd be trolling around areas with lots of black guys just hoping as many as possible want to fuck me. But honestly if I had a pussy I'd probably just be fucking 24/7 365 from any dick available lol.

Back again. Daddy 1 has been naughty and having me call round for brief fuck and go ...he messages if im free that day and if I am I pop.over at lunchtime. He is hard and ready as I arrive ...I go to the kitchen pull my pants down and bend over ...he wastes no time in getting balls deep and pumping me hard until he blows ...he shakes a bit and pulls out. I pull up my pants and leave. In and out in 5 minutes .. Daddy 2 has had sloppy seconds twice without knowing as I arranged a meet with him if I have enough notice.

Tom; Since a few days, i started to chat online with an older bloke who did make a pass on me here on breedingzone. The guy was about 80 kilometers away to the south of the country. Oops where are my manners; first a bit about me : I am a shy guy, i am totally out as gay, but it does not mean that i go to gay parades to celebrate the fact that i am happy to be gay. I am a European guy, 6'tall, normal workingbody, dark blond hair, and a good sized dick oh yes for the number guys, i am 44. I like to make fun with my straight friends who know i am gay, but they do not give a toss about this, they just like my company and my jokes. And mostly i am the one they make jokes about. I hardly date with guys, since i still share a house with my ex-boyfriend, and another guy who lives with us. My sexlive is as good as not existing. So from time to time i use the regular dating apps to see if i can chat to somebody, in the hope i could meet them when my housefriends are on holiday, and i do what i like. without them making fun of it. The older bloke is called Pete and he is about 58 a big guy, daddy body about 6'20 and what i can tell from his pictures well endowned with a big fat daddy cock. After we did get in contact here, soon we started to chat on Telegram, in the beginnning it was small talk about normal things in live, situations of dating, holidays, and art. It did not take long and soon the conversations would end up on long sextalks. In the beginning he was curious about my past experiences. I did discuss with him first the sexuall abuse i had encoutered as a kid, and that it had troubled a bit my view on sex with men. Somehow already from a young age i felt that i was not good as everyone else. I was smart, well aware what was happening around me, but never had the feeling i did fit in with the rest of the crowd. At school bullies would pick on me, and calling me names, although i was looking like any other straigth kid. Pete must have felt that i was downgrading myself, when i told him that i had a lack of selfrespect, and mostly to scared to date, because of my past. Soon enough i was talking about my experiences on sex, who where very vanilla, to mostly sucking dicks and sometimes a safesex fuck with a guy. There was nothing i could say to him that would make him think i am some slut going from one bloke to another. I explained my situation with my expartner, and soon he said, "yeah not easy to date then". Pete was very friendly to me, and he seemed controlled, a bit dominant, or maybe an aura of a fathertype. When he started to explain his sexlive, it was totally the opposite of mine. He told me that he is a total sexpig, that he like to do chems, go full bare, does groupactions, filming, hardplay, everything you can think off when it comes to sex. Me being like a novice it was a bit an eyeopener, and not sure for my self what i should do with this knowledge. He was sending me pictures via telegram of all his debaucheries, him fucking guys in all poses, sometimes in a total jeans gear, sometimes a soldier, leatherdaddy and so on. His likes where definitly other then mine. Soon it was not avoidable that he asked me if i was up for a meeting. My friends where out for the month on holiday, so i had enough time to spare and to have some fun. The question is could i go that far that i would be able to keep up with the likes of Pete. He seemed to me a very demanding sexbeast ready to crash all my limits, which where a lot at that time, just because it was not really a scene guy. I did not answer right away, so i told him i would give it a thought, and that i would come back to him, by thursday for the upcoming weekend to meet. I told him once again that chems and bare where not my scene, and i that i would only have sex with condoms. He said sure no problem, you can come by and then we can see how far we go, you should not do anything you do not like, you are safe with me . Pete ; I was talking to this slut for weeks now online, he is a bit of a tease, very naive, and on the sexsite, very dumb. These are the kind of guys I like, i am kind to them in the beginning, and then i lure them in my web, and change their lives right from the beginning. Now ith is all sweet words, building confidence, beying Mr nice guy. Soon enough this cunt will get to know the real me, but then it is to late. Tom; Luckily i had to work everyday, so the days where passing very fast, wednesday night in bed it was difficult to fall a sleep, everything was going true my mind what to deceide. I did know it could be risky to meet Pete, but on the other site, my inner self was fighting to try new things. By thursday i made up my mind that i would go, but i would make it clear no chems and no bare fucking. I did drop Pete a line to tell him that i would come over friday evening, and i asked him if it was ok to stay over the night, given the distance to him. Soon everything was arranged. Pete; The little bitch did finally decide to make the right move and come down to me on friday. In the beginning it will be Mr Nice Host, and then bam! we are going to have some fun. Have to make sure that all is prepared when he arrives for his sleepover. I asked him to let me know when he would leave his home, and also make sure that he regular let me know where he is on the way to me. That way i can set things up with my buddies, and make sure they can have some fun to without allarming him. Have to make sure my dealer has the right gear for me on friday, and i am sure my buddies will bring their own party supplies. One of them is a smaller guy who has some nice musscles on him about 35, and he works for a tow-truck company, my other buddy is a young big guy from 29, he is slim and has a very kinky site, we both go sometimes with slaves no limits, and i really mean no limits, it can go very smelly afterwards. (writers note : ok guys let me know what you think - please be aware i am not a native english writer so keep this in mind, although i speak 5 languages)

We clinked our glasses together, and each took a small sip of champagne. Being 18 years old neither one of us was particularly used to it, so she grimaced a little and I almost certainly did. “Well done Your Majesty” she said, smiling at me. “And to you too, Your Majesty” I replied, before reaching up and touching the plastic nonsense I was wearing on my head. We had fished out our Prom King and Queen crowns to remind ourselves of what we had achieved. “We made it” she said. “It’s done.” “It is” I said. “Well, that part of it is.” “You know what I mean” she replied, smirking. I winked at her, then turned my head to look out at the moonlit lake in front of us. “Can’t quite believe it” I said quietly. “Thought for sure someone would find out.” “I didn’t” she replied, causing me to turn and look at her quizzically. “I mean, yeah, it could have happened, but we’re both so fucking good at acting that I was sure we would survive.” Survive we had, and here we were sitting toasting our graduation from high school. The crowning at the Senior Prom had been quite a feat for a gay jock and his lesbian girlfriend, but of course that’s not what our classmates knew us as. Ben “Cockhands” Hancock, the celebrated quarterback of the school football team, and Rachel Westman, the captain of the cheerleading squad. Popular, friendly, tall, athletic, good looking (even if I do say so myself)… Our win was so predictable it was almost cliché, but we still came first in the votes and duly and humbly accepted our crowns in front of our fellow seniors. Somehow we had got to that point without the true nature of our relationship getting found out: a pair of beards, hiding their exciting, sometimes sordid, private lives. We sat in silence for a while, looking out at the lake. “So you’re sure?” she asked. “I am” I replied. “It’s all I can think about.” “It’s a bit messed up” she said. “So you keep telling me” I sighed. “But it’s what I want.” “Fair enough” she said, “I guess I can’t stop you.” “No, you can’t” I responded. “Where?” she enquired, causing me to turn at look at her again. “I mean, where is it going to happen?” “One of his barns” I replied. “He says it’s where he normally does this part.” “Classy” she snorted. “Well, at least please let me know the address so I know where to send the police when he murders you.” “I’ll be fine” I said. “You know I’ve met up with him a few times, so I know what I’m getting into.” “Do you?” she asked. “Just because he’s fucked you in a toilet a few times does not mean he’s not going to strangle you tonight.” “Stop” I said, knowing she was joking but it somehow also causing my stomach to turn over a bit. The truth was, I did not know for sure that Tucker wasn’t a serial killer. What I did know is that he was going to fucking me several times that night, maybe with some help from his brother, and that by the end of it there was a good chance I would be HIV positive. — When Rachel had tried to get me to make a move on her after we had been dating for a while, I had come clean to her about my sexuality only to be overjoyed with her revealing her own true feelings back to me. There and then we agreed to become each other's beards, spending enough time together to not arouse any suspicion, but never seeking anything more from each other than friendship. Having her there as my faux girlfriend had been awesome, meaning I could maintain an image without having to force myself into something I did not in any want want to do, and had been willing to come out to her to avoid. What I did want to do was of course seek out men, and despite having no experience, I just knew deep down that I wanted to bend over for them rather than the other way round. However, I had shied away from activing pursuing any of that until my 18th birthday, when I had decided to go out and celebrate with a bang. I had read so many stories online about guys having their cherries popped on their 18th birthday, and it felt right to me that I had that kind of experience for myself. With Rachel’s help, I had put a lot of focus and effort into a whole charade to get myself clear of friends and family, and then had headed off after dark to a local public bathroom to see what sort of action I could get. Action I got, being fresh meat and all, and I went home that night thoroughly deflowered (at both ends). The day after that birthday, and only my second day of actually doing anything with men, is when my uncle caught me being fucked in the woods, evidently while seeking out a bit of action for himself while he was in town staying with us for my belated birthday celebrations. I got The Talk from him, but I think he also realised what was inevitable and thus helped me get a supply of Truvada so that I could safely and freely become the cumdump bottom I just so naturally seemed to be. That laid the groundwork for my senior year, and with our house being designed in such a way that it was very easy for me to come and go at night without my parents noticing, I had encountered few barriers in my nocturnal pursuits of cock. The problem with all this, despite how new I was to it, was that I wanted something more. Something more sleazy, more exciting, more dangerous. Yeah, I was happy to take cocks and loads all night, but there was something missing. I started to realise what that was the first time I encountered Tucker in the park toilets. Adorned with tattoos of scorpions, skulls and biohazard symbols, he hid nothing when it came to his status as a toxic, breeding pig. I did not hide that I was on PrEP, but the fact that I was only 18 was probably enough of a turn-on for him to breed me anyway. Him doing so, and growling in my ear about the toxic load I was taking, set off something exhilarating in me. This was it. This was the thing I needed. From then on I actively sought poz cock, and got fucked by Tucker many times over my senior year in all sorts of venues and locations. However, I remained on the pills my uncle sent me, putting up a barrier in my system to prevent the virus from getting in. Tucker started to get tired of it, and the thing is that I did as well. The more I sought poz cock, the more I wanted it to actually be dangerous, and for conversion to be possible. I had done some research online, and I knew that someone who got pozzed would have to go through the ‘fuck flu’ while converting. I decided that this was not something I wanted to endure during high school, particularly as it might lead to the game being given away, so I started to plan. Graduation Day just seemed to come into focus for me as the perfect time to aim for, and so I got things lined up. I managed to convince Tucker to fuck me again despite his reluctance, and then when he was hammering away inside me in that stinking public bathroom, I told him what I wanted. Unsurprisingly, he agreed. Meanwhile, after a bit of research, I worked out when to stop taking the Truvada, which also basically meant an ending to my nighttime escapades. I wanted this to happen when I chose, not accidentally. I came up with some bullshit excuses why I couldn’t be with my friends that night, and also used Rachel as the reason for escaping my family. Reading me like a book, she’d demanded to know what was going on, and it was actually quite liberating to tell her. To give her due credit, she was not as appalled as I thought she might have been, and had elected to go along with it all despite her misgivings about what I was choosing to do to myself. Now we were sitting beside the lake, having one last night of being a notional couple before we officially broke up and got on with our lives beyond school. —— “I better go” I said, starting to stand up. “One more time, are you sure?” she asked, staying sat down but reaching up to take one of my hands . “Yes” I said. “We made it to graduation, but I want to be who I am for college.” “And that means getting infected?” she asked, sounding a little pleading. “Yes” I said again. “I know you don’t understand, and that it’s a bit fucked up, but I just know that this is what I need to do.” She continued to look up at me for a moment, then nodded and let go of my hand. “Well then” she said, “I can at least say I tried. Have fun, I guess.” “Thanks” I replied, smiling at her as warmly as I could. “Not just for that, but for all of it.” “You too” she replied. “We made quite a team.” “We did” I said. “Don’t stay here by yourself please.” “Jenna’s on her way” Rachel replied, smiling. “We’ll drink the rest of the champagne and then go get naked.” I laughed, and then turned and headed off towards the edge of the park where I had parked the car. I’d only had a couple of sips of champagne and knew I was fine to drive, so I started up the engine and set off out of town to Tucker’s farm. I had not actually been onto it before, but in the lead up to Graduation Day I had headed out to the address he had given me one Sunday morning to scope it out. Truth be told, and despite Rachel’s ribbing, I had wanted to see if it gave me any sort of Texas Chainsaw Massacre vibes. From what I could see though it all looked like a normal farm, with animals around, buildings in good shape, and so on. The drive out there only took a few minutes at this time of night, with the hardest part being the bumpy dirt track up to the main house. Once I had negotiated that, I pulled in to what looked like a sensible spot in the yard, turned off the engine and then sat for a moment to gather my senses. Was I actually going through with this? Was it crazy? No, it’s not crazy, I thought to myself. I’ve wanted this all year. I’m never going to marry someone and have kids. I’m a cumdump. I’m meant to be filled with everything men have to give. I’m meant to be toxic. “Toxic” I whispered to myself. “A poz cumdump whore.” That was all I needed, to hear myself say what I was, or at least wanted to be. Certain and resolved, I opened the door and got out, just as Tucker emerged from the house with a man who I immediately knew must be his brother. I guess this was going to be a two-for-one night then, immediately getting my dick hard at the prospect. “Evening boy” said Tucker. “This here is my brother Grayson.” “Hello sir” I said, nodding towards the brother. “Respectable little pig, isn’t he?” said Grayson. “Let’s see if we can’t fuck that out of him.” Tucker and his brother both laughed, but I gulped. This was happening. This was really happening. “Now let’s get you into that there barn and get on with this” said Tucker. “I’ve not fucked in a week and my balls are churning to get inside you.” The night was about to begin… [to be continued]

**Note - this story continues from the Lockdown Project, over in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION ** Sarah took up my offer to help her unload the rest of the stuff from the van. She explained that her fiancé was going to be there but a work call had meant he'd actually had to go into the office rather than work from home as was the new "normal". I didn't bother to change out of my running shorts and singlet. She seemed to like them, judging by the discreet glances she was giving me when she thought I wasn't looking, and that suited me fine. There really wasn't that much stuff and we soon had it all upstairs and into Jake's old flat. It was still a hot day, for the time of year and when we were done Sarah invited me in for a drink. "What can I get you?" "A cold beer would go down nicely, if you have one". She grabbed me a fancy lager from the fridge and we both sat down on the only piece of furniture, a small two seater sofa. I sat there with my legs splayed, taking up most of the space as she started to tell me about herself and her other half, Josh. She worked as a designer but was furloughed and didn't expect to go back to her job. Her other half was a computer game designer and they'd been together for eight years (I guessed she was about 25, which would make them university sweethearts, most likely). They were trying for a baby, had been for three years now, she thought that this was the month but hadn't told Josh yet, in case. They had been renting somewhere they couldn't afford... ..."and then we got this place, when Josh's brother died. It was so sad, not that I knew him as they never spoke to each other, didn't even acknowledge each other. They say when twins fall out it's pretty severe, don't they?" I'd been taking in her cute boyish looks, mousy short hair, cute button nose and pale skin. My ears pricked up at this news though. "Yeh, I guess so. They were identical twins?" "Yep, though I never even knew about him until we heard the news". I felt blood rushing to my cock at this news, thinking about how cute Josh must be. I let her ramble on as I thought back to Jake's cute little body and how my fertile cock had eaten him alive. "?!!" Sarah had stopped talking. She was staring at my cock. Two inches of which were now fully free of my runners. My PA shining as a dribble of pre ran down it. "Lick it" "?" "Lick it" She hesitated, but only for a second and then leaned over, delicately lapping at the heavy metal in my cock and lapping up my potent pre. I shifted round to give better access and she was soon sucking on my swollen head, which filled her mouth. As she crouched between my thighs, I sat up a little and reached round her, my hand sliding inside her jogging bottoms and into her underwear. My big finger was soon parting her shaven lips and feeling her wetness inside. She was trying to take more of me in her mouth but it was clear that wasn't going to happen without some force on my part and I didn't want to scare her at this point. Instead, I pulled her up to my face and began kissing her deeply as my cock dribbled over her still clothed crotch. "let's go to your bedroom" "I can't...Josh.." "I won't tell him. You already said he's out all day" "um...but you are so big" I didn't blush, just scooped her up and carried her through to the bedroom, stripping her bottom half as we went. Once I'd dumped her on the bed I stripped off completely. She got the message and shucked her t shirt revealing her little breasts (no bra required). Then I was on her, pushing her into the bed beneath me, letting her feel my size and strength, letting my cock probe its target. She squirmed under me... "mmm, you feel so big" "bigger than Josh?" "your cock head is bigger than his whole dick" "fuck, and this maggot has knocked you up?", I sat back and touched her firm little tummy, my cock sitting lazily on her labia "I think so..." I slapped her lips with my weapon, letting my PA slip through her fleshy embrace. "Gonna let me in?" "if you put a condom on" "aww, spoil sport...thought you were already knocked up?". I squished her opening under my cock head, letting my pre lube her up a bit "I only think I am". She was rummaging through the bedside draw and quickly grabbed a durex which she passed to me I gave her my sad face but ripped open the packet and rolled it onto my rod. The standard size jonny came about halfway down my cock once my PA and girth were taken into account. "Got any lube?" She rooted through the drawer but without luck. I spotted her little tub of vaseline and smeared a big dollop just inside her opening, she squirmed with the cold feeling of it. I grabbed hold of her feet, holding her ankles in one hand and pushing her legs in the air as I worked the latex eating lube into her and then over my bull cock before lining it up with her and quickly filling her with several inches of cock head. She was tight, if not virginal, and groaning around my girth and I rested there while she enjoyed the fullness. After a while I lowered her feet a little and slowly let her impale on me, She was even tighter as I got deeper in so I took it really slowly so that she would love the sensations that she was feeling. Some minutes later I was about two thirds in but bottoming out, the condom safely inside her. This only happens with women - with guys, you can always go deeper but with a women, there's only so far you can go. Her cervix was almost a solid wall, I pushed against it but it only caused both of us discomfort. I changed my angle slightly, rubbing up and down that internal barrier, keeping up a little pressure. I could feel her lubing up in there and then a slight deepening as my PA found her cervix, before pulling out to give her a little break. I let her feet go, so that I could lie on her in the missionary, kissing her deeply as I let my hips pump my shaft in and out and pinning her to the bed with my weight. Gradually building up the pace and never pulling all the way out. I instructed her to tense on the out stroke and in no time the rubber was just snagged on my cock head. Although it was too tight to fall off, the bare shaft felt so much better in her and I started asking her how I felt compared to her runt of a fiancé. Clearly, I felt a hell of a lot better as she was getting seriously worked up, squirting round my cock as I ploughed her receptive furrow. My mind flipped to Josh's weak neg sperm that had somehow swam deep into her from it's lowly starting point and, even less likely, was maybe now in the process of passing on his inferior genetics to her. I knew from experience that my own load, delivered right to her gate, would certainly do the job, if it wasn't too late. I envisaged my own seed bursting in, killing off Josh's and taking its rightful place to produce a big poz baby in this delicious little fuckee, getting myself worked up in the process so that I was now hammering into this little chick without a care. As I was doing so, Sarah began to build up to another climax and I once again probed her inner wall. This time it felt different. The rubber had shredded. My PA rubbed against the cervix, poking in through the narrow slit - it felt like a pulling, snagging sensation on my dick and I knew exactly where I was. I had slowed right down, on the very edge of orgasm... "oh baby...I'm gonna cum, plant my seed in you" "mmmmm....yes...please....fuck me" My cock swelled and flexed as her legs gripped me tightly and my poz tadpoles were launched straight into their target,. So deep, I knew she wouldn't feel them, besides, she was just coming down from her own climax....

I'm working a job up in Frisco north of Dallas and we knock off for an hour for lunch. I'd got messaged by a cute younger guy (18) on Kik who wanted to hookup but couldn't host. He suggested IKEA which is near my office. I agreed and headed there hoping he'd show up...figured if he didn't it was Swedish Meatballs for lunch for me, but he did show....and he was every bit as hot as his pictures. I was worried about his age as he looked younger than 18 but his drivers license tracked. Cute guy with a trimmed goatee, white but probably mixed with something as his cock and balls were dark as was his tightly trimmed hair. He was all too eager to get the show on. We went into the one bathroom and into the big handicap stall and were quickly down to it with me on my knees sucking his cock. Sadly, he wasn't exactly hung, a nice cut dick and honestly I just wanted to get him hard so he'd fuck me. We'd talked about it and I knew he wanted to swap loads. I wasn't at it long and he asked if I wanted to get fucked and I said I did, standing up and bracing against the wall to take him. We hadn't talked about safe or raw and honestly I didn't care, so when he entered me raw I was kind of relieved as I wanted his load in me. He wasn't the hottest fuck but he was cute and wished I was facing him as I wanted to kiss him and look in his eyes as the fucked me. He wasn't at it long before he shot in me and I could feel his blast...clearly he was worked up. I'd been begging for it and told him not to pull out and added how badly I wanted his cum. He slid out and said it was his turn and got in place for me to fuck him. As I got ready to slide in him he asked if I had a condom which really pissed me off as I took him raw. I told him I didn't and spat on my cock and forced it inside him. He gave no protest so I took that as consent and kept pushing more of my cock inside him intent in shooting inside of him. I hate pigs like him who bareback guys but get all flipped out if THEY have to bareback. Clearly he's not on prep and worried about being a slut, yet all too eager to load other guys asses with no questions. I wasn't going to tip my hand and blasted my load inside him with no warning. He wanted it more than I imagined and was begging me not to pull out and to stay inside him. I did and kept stroking, working up to blasting another load deep inside his guts. After I'd busted my second load in him, he turned back to kiss me and I slid out of his ass and we were soon making out in a deep and intense kissing session. He apologized for being so weird but admitted he couldn't host and wanted to swap digits. We did and I admitted I couldn't host either but we could meet up to fuck again. We left and I'm hoping to hear from him again...I'd gladly load his ass and take his seed again!

Same here my bro. Even never had a fuck at the gym. Why I still go there? It helps me mentally. I feel relaxed. I am much better at watersports (swimming, diving, surfing and yes, pissing).

I miss Craigslist. I remember meeting guys on there at 17, and finally at 18, I lost my virginity to this slutty latin bottom with nipple piercings. We played safe at the time, however, it was the first time I got to rim a hole and I became addicted from there. 🤤🐽

Hello, I hear all these Bottoms saying that it's there responsibility to receive his seed and they worship him. That's not the case for me. When I am horny and wanting dick I don't care what's driving the dick. All I want is his First load deposited balls deep inside me. After that I get a warm (almost hot) feeling deep inside me and then an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. When that passes all I want is more, more, more. Then if the top can get it up again he can put the remaining loads anywhere he wants to for as long as he can. After that I am done with him. I don't give him a second thought. This is an absolutely true statement.

Totally agree. Fukk yeah 😈💦🐷

Fags? You must be a troll.

Hot! Turned that straight Boy!!

For me it is the intimacy that comes with skin on skin contact and the top ejaculating in me. I get my pleasure from knowing the top is getting off on me.

I used to have some amateur content on pornhub that was all removed when the great purge happened, but I still have some of the videos. There have been quite a few times on grindr that I have been chatting with a guy and after I share my videos they tell me that they used to wank off to them on pornhub 😊😊. Makes me feel like a good slut.

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It was last night on the way home from work. Oakleigh to Glen Iris for those playing in Australia. A grindr buddy i hadn’t met was finally available and able to host. On his profile he’s in his late 60s with a big grey beard and from the pics looked unkempt and out of shape. I didn’t care so long as i had a hole to unload in. I turned up at his single storey house, walked in to find a trim in shape smooth mature guy. Nice bloke and so so friendly. He dutifully goes to work on my cock and i reach to his arse to feel him out. I ask if he’s lubed up and he says no. This i like as I never like to use too much lube.. much prefer grippage or the option to add more if needed. Following and awesome BJ, i direct him to go doggy on the bed. I line up on his arse and with just a lil lube on my tip I push and gently work my way in. TBH I expected a loose arse esp given his age and that he’s been gay his whole life. But instead it’s one of the tightest arses i’ve been in for a v long time. All of a sudden i need to concentrate to not cum too quickly! I go nice and deep in long strokes to try and open him up a little and (with some poppers) this seems to work. Once i’ve gained composure, i push him down flat on the bed and then start to properly dominate and fuck him. I love slamming into an arse when flat on a bed as i can simply concentrate on building up to my orgasm and focus on using the hole for its intended purpose.. He tells me to do what i need to do so i pick up the pace “find my spot” and plant it deep as i cum. I let it set for a few moments.. knowiing that i’m a dribbler. Then slowly pull out squeezing my cock as i go. The btm lays there, doesn’t get up so as to not disturb the load. I get up, get dressed then go back the car and drive home to my wife and kids. Lovely.

Mike and Josh made their way to the strip to explore the sites. It was warm out so both were in basketball shorts and tshirts. Both were commando, as usual. After about an hour they happen to share an elevator with a hot couple. The black guy was in his thirties, great body, tall but not as tall as Mike, great smoke, and well built. The girl was in her 20s, had light brown skin, was short, thin, and had a nice fat ass. They were both a little tipsy. The girl flirting with both guys. They invited Mike and Josh to the bar in the lobby. As they drank and talked, the girl played with Joshes dick under the table. It was obvious and the guy didn’t care. He talked with Mike about working out and bro stuff. The guy went to the bathroom and while he was away the girl told Josh she wanted his dick. She then whispered to him (a loud drunk whisper) she wanted him to cum in her and that she wasn’t on the pill as she was trying to baby trap her bf. She asked Josh to take her back to his room. When her man came back to the table she told him that she was going back to the room. And left. Ten minutes later Josh excused himself. “She thinks she is slick. I know that white boy is going to fuck her. I know she takes all kinds of dick. Hell my brother fucked her.” The guy said after Josh left. Mike chuckled then went open mouth superseded when the guy continued “I am sterile and she ain’t getting no kids from me. She do get the bugs I get from taking guys dicks up my ass though. And if she ain’t got my poz baby yet she will soon.” ”You are poz? Gay?” Mike gasped out ”I am straight and love fucking pussy. But a big fat raw dick in me is what’s up. I got pozzed up by a rando a year ago. Never went on meds. Still only fuck chicks raw. Put my hiv in 15 girls since then.” ”Fuck yea man! Well I got a 8.5 in big poz non medicated dick if you want a recharge.” ”Hell yea! Let’s go back to my room.” Mike followed him up to his room. When they enter the room the big jock bitch guy turned into a bitch bottom. He begged to suck Mike’s dick and balls. He licked mikes sweaty pits. Ate his sweaty hole. Begged to be fucked as Mike ate his hole. Mike lined his big raw poz dick up to the guys wet puckered straight poz hole. “You ready to take this toxic dick and med resistant strain bitch?” ”Fuck yes! Knock my ass up with that poz white baby!” Mike spent 15 mins hate fucking the jock pussy. Fuck hard and deep. Tearing his hole as he plowed. The guy moaning and begging for his charged cum the whole time. “You ready to be recharged fag?” ”Fuck daddy impregnate me!! Make me you poz son!!” At those world Mike unleashed a massive orgasm and flood the jock ass full of his cum. The guy felt the warm explode in his hole and shot his own poz cum all over his and Mike chest. “I can’t wait to use your strain to knock up that whore your buddy is balls deep in!” “Fuck yea man!” Mike left the guy on the bed naked and full of his poz cum. Went back to his room and showered and changed. When he meet Josh at work they compared notes. The girl apparently was a freak. They didn’t last to even get to the room. Josh put 2 loads in her pussy in an alley. When see asked his name he gave her a fake. He was stoked Mike tagged the bf. They laugh and joked that they both have be knocked before the month was over. They went about their task to set up for the night. Mike was loving his trip so far.

Used by 3 tops over 24h. Time to go to bed!

Mike and Josh meet up the next morning around 10 in the hotel gym. They exchanged stories of their conquests the night before. Josh put 3 loads in the married chicks pussy just the same number of poz loads Mike put in that neg hole. Josh knew Mike was a gifter and thought it was hot he liked knocking up men as much as Josh liked impregnating women. Josh even played wing man for him a time or two. As the went up to the locker room and change they notice a hot latin twunk type guy in the steam room. They both stripped naked and went into the steam room. With their meat hanging out and a towel over their shoulder. They had tagged a few guys before. Josh always unloading in the lucky bottoms throat while Mike bred their ass. Josh was straight and only fucked pussy, but had the view a throat was a throat. Plus men have better head. They purposely sat so the twunk could see their meat. Josh had a solid 7.5 inch and thick dick. Soft it was about 3.5 in and thick. Mikes monster was also prominent. As they talked Mike could tell the twunk was watching their dicks. He purposely started adjusting with his balls which fluffed his dick to about half hard. The twink eyes were glued the hole time. Finally after about 5 minutes, Mike said to the twunk “if your going to stare at it get on your knees and suck it boy!” True twunk was in his knees in a flash licking Mikes balls and shaft. Then sucking it his piz dick deep. The twunk was amazing deep throating Mike massive schlong. Josh stroked himself hard as he watch the twunk choke on his friends meat. “Suck his dick boy while I eat your bussy.” Mike instructed the twunk. He had Josh’s thick meat in his throat and ass in the air in seconds. Mike ate that tight brown lightly hoary hole as he heard the twunk moan around Josh’s dick. After getting the hole wet enough to get his poz dick in he nodded at Josh to indicate it was fucking time. In a rapid move Mike stood up and forced his massive toxic dick balls deep in the raw brown twunk boy pussy in one push. Josh held the twunk head down on his cock as he tried to pull away while Mike held him still, impaled on his poz dick. Within a few seconds the twunk calmed and started to moan again on Josh’s dick as he started to move his hips on Mikes cock. Mike started to meet the twunks movement thrust for thrust. The sound of the trunk moaning in the dick, the thwapping of the thrusts, and the dirty talk of Josh telling the boy to take that raw dick all were music to Mike’s ears. After about 7-8 mins of fucking the twunk’s hole tightened and his cum sprayed on the steam room floor. Mike moaned and blew his toxic cum in the twunk’s now gaped hole. “Fuck yes boy take my babies! I am knocking you up!” He moaned as he flooded the twunk with his high virals load. Josh moaned hard and filled the twunks throat with his cum. Mike and Josh removed their dicks from the twunk, picked up their towels, and headed to the shower. Not saying a word the the twunk now on the bench breathing heavy from being worked over by two hung studs. They showered and got dressed not seeing the twunk again as they walked out of the locker room. As they went back to their rooms they high-fived at the door and Josh congratulated Mike in another poz son. They agreed to change and go see the sights for a bit before their shift that night. Day 2 and second hole seed with his toxic cum!

Tucker indeed had stamina, and I was pounded mercilessly for a long time. On a couple of occasions he slammed into me, held in place and growled, but then would pull nearly all the way back out, slam into me again, and carry on pounding me as before. I just groaned throughout, completely lost in the pleasure and depravity of it all. Finally he did start showing signs that he was going to blow, and after once again slamming into me and holding still, this time he did not continue fucking. "That's three more for you" he panted. "Three?" I asked, also panting. "Yep boy" he said, a faint grin forming on his face. "Fucked two loads into you and then kept going." Man alive, now that was stamina, especially for an older man. I knew I must be absolutely overflowing with toxic seed by this point. As Tucker pulled out and staggered over to a wooden box to sit down, Grayson and Parker walked up to the sling and undid the restraints. Parker then put his hand out to me to help me get myself up, even giving me a slightly warm smile as he did so. I pulled myself out of the sling, and stretched and shook my legs and arms which had become quite stiff. I could feel a lot of liquid trickling out of my ass, a sure sign that I had been bred well. I wasn't sure if my release from the sling was a sign that the night was over, but Grayson soon let me know when he lay down on his back on the mattress and motioned me to come over. The way he was holding up his cock left me with no doubt what I was expected to do, and so I got down and straddled his body so I could lower myself onto him. After Tucker's efforts my hole was loose and offered barely any resistance as I sank myself down onto Grayson. I bounced up and down a few times, but then felt a hand on my back pushing me forward. I leaned over as I turned my head to see Parker getting onto the mattress as well, and before I had time to process what was happening, I felt his cock starting to prod at my rear end. "Nn" was all I got out of my mouth before he pushed hard against me and slid inside, causing my attempt at the word 'no' to instead become a screaming yelp. I had never been so stretched in my life, and it only got worse as he steadily but firmly pushed the entire length of his cock into me alongside Grayson's. Once he was fully embedded I stopped yelping and just started panting, my head bowed and my eyes closed as I attempted to cope with my first double penetration. To be fair to my fuckers, they let me adjust to it before Parker started to slowly pull in and out, and Grayson occasionally thrust his pelvis as much as he was able to with me on top of him. A low guttural moan started from deep within me as the ache and fullness began to be joined by an overwhelming sense of pleasure, and in time I was urging them both to fuck me harder. Parker slamming himself to the hilt and blowing in me set Grayson off too, and I had both their toxic loads pumping into my guts simultaneously. Once they were done ejaculating the three of us held in place for a while, until Parker pulled himself out and collapsed sideways onto the mattress, which in turn caused Grayson's cock to slip free. I experienced both a relief from the ache as well as a real emptiness, but looking around the room I could tell these guys were spent, at least for a while. I therefore chose to lie myself down on the other side of Grayson for a moment. "That's it boy" said Tucker from across the room. "Rest a bit, 'cause we're not done yet. The night is young, and we've got some more special guests for you soon." Oh man, I thought to myself, this was not what I signed up for. I came here to get fucked and pozzed by Tucker, and instead had been gangbanged by my teammates before enduring an epic gang pozzing from this fucked-up family. What more could they possibly have in store for me? [to be continued]

Happy birthday! Hope you have a fun weekend of good stogies and great sex!

I followed the men into the barn, where there was the normal mix of farm equipment and supplies that you might expect to find. However, it was the other things in there that really got my attention. A frame was set up with a sling hanging from it, the leather restraints for ankles and wrists being clearly visible. There was a mattress on the floor nearby. Finally, there was a makeshift fuck bench made out of some wooden boxes with some cushions that had been stuck on somehow. Clearly I was going to be fucked in various positions this evening. “Get naked” Tucker barked at me. I hurriedly obeyed, taking a quick hit of poppers from the bottle in my pocket before stripping out of my shoes, underwear and suit. I placed my clothes onto a wooden chair sitting by the entrance, hoping it wouldn’t all get too dirty, and then turned back to face the men as naked as the day I was born. I was immediately regretting not having anything on my feet given how rough the floor was, but guessed from the way the barn was laid out that I was probably not going to be on my feet a great deal. “Nice” cooed Grayson. “Bit of prime teenage meat we’ve got here.” “He won’t be prime for long” said Tucker to his brother, before turning to me. “Get up in that sling and assume the position boy.” I complied, moving over to the sling and hoisting myself into it. I held my legs up as the brothers took an ankle each and wrapped thick leather restraints round them, before they moved on to hold up my arms and do the same to my wrists. Once I was restrained I shuffled my body down a bit to poke my ass off the edge of the leather sling, knowing what to do despite never having been in one of these contraptions. “Right, that should do for them I reckon” said Tucker. “Them?” I asked, my voice wavering a bit. “Guests” he gruffly replied, before pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialling a number. He waited a moment, then simply said “he’s ready” to whoever answered before he hung up. “Guests?” I asked again, but received no reply. Just a minute or so later, a man appeared at the entrance to the barn, and when he walked closer and into the light I gasped. “You know my nephew Parker” said Tucker, with a bit of an evil grin on his face. Parker Baynes. He had been a year ahead of me at High School, but got held back after failing to graduate. He had been the alpha in his year, and made it clear he did not like there being someone else around, namely me, who now occupied that role. No longer the quarterback, no longer the stud, he had clearly had it in for me throughout the year but had never done much about it. “Hey slut” said Parker, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “Uncle Pete’s been telling me all about you.” I must have looked panicked, as they all started laughing at me. “Thought I’d get me some of your slutty ass before my uncles ruin you” he said. “Also thought it would be rude if I didn’t share, so I invited some friends.” At that moment a load more shapes appeared in the entrance to the barn, and as they walked forward I let out a muffled yelp. “Captain” said Brian Crowe, our school team’s middle linebacker. He was at the front of the pack, which was made up entirely of a group of my teammates. Fucking, fucking hell. “‘Bout time you got taken down” said Dalton Wecker. “Shame you’re actually going to enjoy it, from what Parker told us anyway.” OK, so maybe there was a fantasy element to this for me, but I was too freaked by my forced, naked, prone outing to these guys to be able to go there mentally. Furthermore, any of the fun I had fantasised it being was destroyed when Parker jammed two fingers into my hole and forced them inside. Yeah, I had a bit of lube up there, and yeah, I had taken a hit of poppers before removing my clothes, but it still fucking hurt. Worse still, he only loosened me a little bit before ripping his fingers away, undoing his pants, freeing his erect cock and then ramming it into me in one go. I could not withhold a scream at the pain, which made everyone laugh at my misfortune. My teammates all fucked and bred me twice, and while I got used to it eventually and the pain went away, it was still so humiliating to be used by these guys without it being on my terms. What made it worse is that I thought most of them were my friends, when in fact they all seemed to hold a grudge against me and relished the opportunity to get their own back for whatever it was they thought I had done to them. They were all brutal as hell in their fucking of my ass, some of them spitting on me and one of them taking a piss on my head at one point. Eventually they were spent, and after shouting some more obscenities at me they left. Well, all except Parker. After waving them off he turned back to me with an evil look on his face. He lit up another cigarette, and then stepped up to insert himself in me for a third time. This time, however, he didn’t start hammering away, but instead leant forward over me. He then looked up at his uncles and winked, and to my absolute shock Grayson went round behind him. From my position I could not see what was happening, but I still knew from the slightly pained expression on Parker’s face. Grayson was penetrating his nephew. Parker had his head down and was puffing repeatedly on the cigarette between his lips as he adjusted, causing ash to fall on my stomach, but eventually he looked back up at me with a grin. “That’s right slut” Parker said to me, “you thought you had to wait for my uncles, but you’ve actually been getting poz loads from me already tonight.” I was too stunned to speak, so Tucker spoke up. “Pozzed him up at Christmas” he said. “Nephew here got caught bending over for one of the farm hands, so I took over his training.” Parker winked at me, then his face changed a little as Grayson started to slowly fuck him. This meant Parker started to passively fuck me too, gearing himself up to deliver my third poz load of the night. Eventually he got a bit more aggressive, taking over control of the motion as he slammed forward into me and backwards onto his uncle’s cock. The stimulation pushed him over the edge pretty quickly despite the two loads he’d already blown that night, and he soon thrust into me one final time before holding himself in place and yelling out as he pumped another toxic load into my well-used guts. No sooner had he calmed down and slid out of me than Grayson stepped up and rammed into me. He was already well on his way towards orgasm after using his nephew’s muscled ass, so it was a powerful, brutal fuck from the outset. He too soon blew his toxic load into me, and then slid out while panting heavily. Only then did Tucker step up. “You’re probably already infected” he said, grinning at me, “but now I’m going to make sure. Time for you to take my AIDS cock without any of those nasty PrEP pills getting in the way.” With that, he slid into me and began to fuck, being less frenetic than everyone else had been, but thrusting deeper and with more intent than any of the other guys. I could not help but groan with every thrust in, and also whenever he pulled out completely and slammed himself back in. He had stamina, that much I could tell, and I knew it was going to be a long night… [to be continued]

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Not quite, meetme. There are not a lot of reliably Democratic areas, but there are a few. Notably, Broward County, in which Fort Lauderdale is located. Miami Dade isn't a bastion of hatreds, it's a huge population center full of all kinds of folks of every tradition and political view. Yes, farther north there are some hellish areas (The Villages, for instance), and they're steeping in their own hatreds. But saying the whole state is "full of hate and culture wars" is just not accurate. Yes, we have a pimply-faced prick of a Governor, mostly because in the last gubernatorial election the Dems ran a rather flawed candidate. Yes, we have plenty of problems to deal with, but there are people of good-will here too.

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This isn’t complicated. You want something that has a risk attached, but you want it with no risk. Your distress comes from the fact that you can’t have what you want, and you’re too afraid to get it any other way. No amount of fretting is going to change it. If you want bare, you accept some risk. Period. If you absolutely cannot tolerate the thought of coping with what would happen if you got HIV, then put going bare out of your mind. Make the decision and quit worrying about it. There are lots of things in life we have to choose not to do, and we live with the choices. On the other hand, there are ways to approach it by drastically reducing the risk - PrEP - being the biggest factor. Ignore these people telling you to find friends who are givers/chasers. If you don’t want to become positive, they’re going to give you lousy advice, and conceivably try to harm you - avoid like plague. Even if you mitigate your risk of HIV to the max, the more you fuck bare, the more certain it is that you’ll ultimately pick up an STD. Again, if you can’t deal with it, no bare for you. It’s something you have to accept. There’s nothing anyone here can do to get you over your fear of the water. We can give you information. We can tell you what we’ve done. But making the decision to swim is all you. We can’t push you into the pool.

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I get contacted by two people where I live on the apps, when I am able to go I do but 1 I use cation on as he is a cop and only hooks up in public parks.

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The Intern Part 5 Montgomery blew a thick cloud of smoke on the slut as he tried to suck his cock as best he could, considering the odd position. He heard the front door open and close and smiled. He grabbed his faggot by the hair and yanked him to his knees. “Open.” The simple command revealed so much. Nathan obediently opened his his mouth and waited for Montgomery to spit in his open hole. “Good boy, you’re learning.” He let go of his hair, grabbed his shoulders and roughly tossed him back on the bed. “On all fours. Good boy. Arch your back,” Montgomery admired the stud in front of him. What a fucking slut he was becoming, even if he didn’t know it yet. Montgomery climbed up behind the sweet hole and gave it a hard smack. But instead of a yelp, Nathan gave a moan of approval. This jockboy was about to be broken. “Ohhh, you like that boy?” “Mmmm hmmm…” He reared back and slapped the waiting ass one more time, leaving a red hand print. “I need to hear you say you like it. Use your words, faggot.” One more slap. The hole in front of him arched his back, while trying to bury his face deeper in the mattress, spreading his legs wider. *SMACK “Say it, slut!” “Yes! Yes, I like it. Slap my ass, man.” He said, turning his head so he could be heard. “From now on, it’s Sir. Understand, faggot?” To reiterate his newfound position, Montgomery slapped the slut one more. “Yes, Sir. Yes…” Montgomery had the boy in his clutches now. The time to fuck the boy up was almost at hand. “Good boy. Now, relax, I’ve got some plans for you.” The comment didn’t quite register, but he just moaned as Montgomery spread his cheecks with one hand and rubbed his index finger up and down the hole. “Give me your hands.” Nathan, either lost in the sensations or not quite hearing, received a fourth smack. This one harder than the ones prior. “NOW BITCH!” “Yes, Sir,” he whimpered. Montgomery felt the presence of someone at his bedroom door and saw Devin stroking his dick, with a torch and pipe in the other hand. Montgomery raised a finger indicated Devin to keep quiet, and then extended the same finger forward letting him know to wait just a bit longer. Devin nodded and had a seat in the lounge chair in the corner of the room. Devin, on a good day was 5’8” and weighed 130 pounds soaking wet, but what he didn’t have in mass, he made up for in cock. At just about 7.5 inches, his fuck stick was thick, thicker than most dicks Montgomery had ever encountered. The two met three years ago, when Devin sent him a message on Grindr asking if he wanted to tag a twink he had met on U Street. After seeing the picture of his salami stretching the boys mouth to its limit, Montgomery was sold. The two spent the night giving the spun twink poz load, after poz load. Montgomery turned back to his boy, pleased to see his hands behind his back, waiting for Montgomery to do as he pleased. He grabbed the boy’s hands, and put one on each cheek, “Spread ‘em fag.” Nathan obediently did as he was told and gave a moan as Montgomery spit directly in the fuzzy hole before him. Watching the spit slowly dribble toward the slut’s taint, he leaned forward, flicked his tongue and slowly licked up to his waiting hole.” “Oh fuck.” He said, barely audible, as a shiver went through his body. And with that, Montgomery dove in. An expert in pleasing boys to get what he wants, he munched, licked and worked the kid’s hole. After a about 5 minutes of hearing the kid moan and push back on Montgomery’s face, it was time to get the party started. He rubbed his stubble up and down the kid’s spread cheeks one last time. He reached for the canister and picked two shards, each the size of fresh pencil erasers. “Keep your cheeks spread. You are going to feel a slight burn. Just go with it, okay boy?” “Yes, Sir.” With the kid keeping his cheeks spread, Montgomery placed the first shard at the hole’s entrance and slowly pushed in with his index finger. One knuckle in and the kid bucked. Montgomery gently kissed the boy’s ass cheeks, giving each one a tender and lingering peck. “You’re doing so good, boy. You want to make me happy, right?” “Yes,” he mumbled into the mattress. “Good, because I want to make you happy,” and he inserted his finger further, past the second knuckle. He rotated his finger inside the kid’s hole, letting the shard gently scrape his tender walls. When he felt that it was deep enough, he slowly began to piston his finger in and out. The kid was in heaven, and he had no idea what was in store for him. “You’re pussy feels so good around my fingers. You’ve got a perfect hole, you know that, right?” “What did I say about answering me? Next time you don’t answer, we are done, you got it? You’ll be out of here as fast as I can drag you to the door. If you want more of what you’re getting faggot, answer me.” Afraid that the pleasure he was receiving would end, Nathan said, as coherent as he could practically begged, “Yes, Sir. This feels good, please don’t stop.” Montgomery smiled and looked back at Devin, who mouthed the words, “Fuck yeah” before he blew a cloud. Montgomery grabbed the remaining shard, happy that his slut still had his cheeks spread, and repeated the process, but this time adding a second finger. The finger piston worked a little faster than before, rotating and spreading. He reached between his faggot’s legs and was pleasantly surprised to see the kid’s cock was rock hard. He gave it few pumps, and Nathan’s hole flexed around Montgomery’s fingers. “I think the slut likes it,” he said to Devin. Montgomery removed his fingers and crawled up on the bed and moved up and sat against the headboard. “You can let go of your ass now, faggot. Time to suck my cock. Show me that you deserve this cock,” he gave the kid a slight slap on the face and saw the hunger in his eyes before he placed his hands on either side of Montgomery’s hips and took his cock in his mouth. With all pretense gone, Montgomery addressed Devin. “Turn on the webcam. I’m already logged in…oh fuck yeah baby, work that cock, prove to me that you deserve it.” “He’s one hot piece of ass,” Devin said as he typed a quick message to the chat room. “What are you saying in there?” the other stud asked, eyes closed, hands on Nathan’s head, getting lost in the feeling of blowjob. “Just that we are going to slam this newb,” he said without turning around. “We keeping him to ourselves, or…?” “For now.” “Cool,” the other replied. He then reached up, tossed two points to Montgomery, along with the tourniquet. He placed another on the bed, then grabbed the kid’s ankles and pulled him into a prone position with Montgomery’s dick still in his mouth. The surprise registered in Nathan’s eyes, and a sense of panic filled him. He came off the cock and went to turn to see what the fuck was happening. Montgomery grabbed Nathan with both hands, one on each side of his face. He used his thumbs to stroke the temples of his tweaked out victim. “It’s alright, baby boy. You don’t need to worry about anything. I told you I would take care of you, right?” The kid locked eyes with Montgomery, then let them flutter closed as the his fingers continued to soothe the boy’s nerves. “Yes, Sir.” “That’s a good boy, I knew I could count on you. Now, I want you to lick my balls while I stroke my cock. Understand?” “Yes, Sir,” he said as he buried his face deep between Montgomery’s legs. Devin climbed up on the bed, and spread the kids’ cheeks and began to rim the faggot, making him moan around the hefty balls that were in his mouth. “Give me your arm,” Montgomery said. Hearing that, Devin hopped off the bed and grabbed the webcam to make sure this moment was saved.

I struggled as those words sank into my head: ‘Good thing you have us here to help you realise what a pleasure centre you can be. So much potential for you as a pozbro’ – fucking hell. I need to get out of here now. However I’ve been sucking on a poz cock, and there’s another one targeting my hole. “That’s right bro. Let us in” Glen said as his precum started to drip over my hole and started to make his way in. Fuck it hurt, but a good hurt. Everything screaming at me to wake up out of this nightmare. These two toxic men have me pinned down, with no escape. “What’s your name, pig? Good to know which new members to keep an eye on” “Huh? Um, yeah, it’s Dan” “Hey Dan, hot body you have there. We rarely see guys your age – I’m thinking 40? - still neg here, so you have to understand our excitement.” “Yeah but… I don’t want to join. I just want to go home. Please… let me go and I’ll leave you to it” “Too late bro. You’ve got toxic precum in your mouth and around your pighole now, and those poppers are helping us to see what your prospects are and what you REALLY want” “Seriously, don’t do this. I don’t want to become a poz…” It was then when Glen rammed his cock further into me at the same time as Steve shoved his cock into my throat. The pain of gagging subsided as I got used to my plight. I’m being spit-roasted by two toxic fuckers and somehow calming down into their strokes and rhythm against my best wishes. I could hear Glen and Steve muttering encouragement to each other “Yeah, that’s the stuff. He’s adapting nicely”, “That’s right lad, accept your fate. Let these daddies incubate you and start you off right”. My mind was slowing down. The feelings of fear and panic put on the backburner, as I was reveling in my new glimpses of pigginess. Betraying my sensible side and belonging right in the moment. For the next few minutes I was part of a scene I’d longed for but always felt I’d know when to get out of it. My energy, my whole being basically acting as a life support to a cock. Hey… this isn’t quite as terrifying as I feared. Then I was jolted out of it as Steve roared and blew his load in my hole. My addled mind wondering why come I denied myself that cum, that hole usage all this time? A sense of calm flowed across me. Enlightenment. “Oh Steve, I think you’ve hooked him now” Glen then pulled out of my mouth and replaced Steve at my hole, and then set about adding his blend to the mix. “Two unmedicated poz loads. I bet you didn’t expect your evening to end up quite so exciting, hey Dan? You’re going to become one of us mate, and I can tell that you’re starting to come around to the idea.” Dear God help me.