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Sitting at the table sipping a soda Nicklas watched mr Wilson busy in the kitchen.He looked with a growing interest in this man....and liked his lean body,so hard and raw looking....Nicklas loved watching the cock outline in the shorts Mr wlson had slipped on.He liked that cock...never thought he would say it but Mr wilson had awakened something in him.And it was during this time lost in thought and admiration the object of his thought tapped him on the shoulder saying"earth to nicklas"...and seeing Nicklas'gaze was fixed on him...said quietly"we can take ten minutes or so,Nickals.Would you like that?Giving a quick nod...Nicklas and mr wilson dragged eachother down the hall to the big bedroom....taering Nicks clothes off mrr Wilson was again irresistibly drawn to Nicklas,and seeing that youthful cock so hard and fairly throbbing mr wilson's lips soon wrapped it and started descending down Nicklas excited cock...Hearing a moan of pleasure from beneath him...Pressing his hard cockhead to the lips of nicklas and feeling the youthful lips part and tongue dart foorth,tasting,teasing,tantalizing...accepting the cock that had only yesterday inseminated him for the first time.Nicklas like the taste of it....and wondered if Mr wilson's cum would tast the same as his own?But it didn't,and giving his first blowjob to a man was another thing checked off his list of new things to experience...as soon as he came Mr wilson stopped contact with Nicklas,leaving a hot hard throbbing cock that still begged for attention."I'm going to want you tonite Nicklas,you cannot cum yet."Mr wilson told him..."just let it build for me"and witrh that he left nicklas to see WHO THE FUCK was knocking on the front door.

I'm going to do something I saw @LeatherScorpionFF do with voting that I thought was a good idea. I want to hear from you. Who should win and claim Senator White? Vote using the "Like" feature at the bottom. Hunter (Upvote) Matt (Piggy) Other Option Known to Me (Thanks) I just want to try this out to hear from you.

Try and have your tops get in the habit of giving you a 24 to 36 hour advance notice. I mostly fuck my few regular bottoms who are usually pre-cleaned and ready to take me long and deep. For instance, I will start contacting my weekend bottoms on Thursday evening to see if they're available. But short notice fucks are a recipe for mess and an embarrassing situation.

Part 9 Hunter (2013) “And how do you expect us to get to Senator Gregory White?” Matt had just told me about the man he wanted us to wishbone. Sure, I’d heard of Senator Gregory White, a Republican politician who spoke out against the gay community. He was an attractive man in his forties, the type of man I’d go after if I saw him in a bar, but it would be unlikely to find this man in a gay bar unless he was picketing outside. That’s why I found myself stunned when Matt made him our target. “It may or may not surprise you,” Matt said, “that the senator isn’t as pristine or honest as he presents himself to be.” “Yes, I’d be shocked to find out a politician isn’t what he says he is,” I said. “What exactly do you know about Senator White that’ll have me inside him and him inside you?” “I know that he’s a closeted gay man,” Matt said. “A lot are,” I told him. “I just fucked one in Kansas. Something tells me that he was an easier fuck than any senator could be.” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” Matt said. “I have a friend who works for an agency that supplies, let’s say, the right fucks for the right price.” “And is this friend someone you claimed?” Matt smiled. “It has its added perks beyond the obvious. Now I have someone who can get me valuable information. It seems Senator White likes to have both men and women come to his apartment in secret, though, as of late, there has been an uptake for what he calls a ‘third listing’ fuck.” “What’s that?” “It’s our specialty,” Matt said. “You see, he likes dominating men, just like he does with women, fucking the shit out of them until they can’t walk the next day.” “I’m sure you’re excited for that experience.” “But he also likes getting fucked. It’s a punish-and-be-punished situation. He fucks me while you fuck him.” “Our wishboning made easy,” I said. “But, if you haven’t noticed, we don’t work for this company, and we don’t know when he’ll be needing us.” “He’s created a bit of a pattern,” Matt said. “Whenever he’s up for election or has been struggling against falling numbers, he gets what he calls “aches” inside him. These aches are his inner gay slut coming out, needing to fuck and get fucked. From what I know, we’re reaching that time.” “So, it’s all chance?” I asked. “I’m not sticking around for months just to compete against you for a senator.” “It’s not exactly chance,” Matt said. “His assistant is another dick I claimed. His wife fucked White behind his back, and I managed to get to the assistant’s cock before anyone else could. He’s been setting the senator up with interviews and situations that will definitely bring about his aching. In a few days, he’s set for another interview, and his numbers, as I’ve seen, are shit. It’s perfect. I’ve set it up so that whenever he calls for his “third listing,” we’ll be ready to step in and start wishboning his ass.” I smiled, admiring the pride radiating off Matt. As he explained his plan, his dick grew hard, leaking pre-cum. “I’ve always seen myself as a devious fucker,” I told him, “but I’ve got to admit that this plan is significantly more layered than anything I’ve ever done.” “And we aren’t just doing it for ourselves,” Matt said. “If we can get to Senator White, we can expose him for who he really is and remove his toxicity through our own toxicity. He’ll no longer be able to corrupt once we’ve corrupted him.” “That,” I added, “or he’ll manage to fuck all the other men in his party, giving us a sizeable legion of men to our cause.” “It’s a win-win,” Matt said. “Now, all we have to do is sit back and wait.” I stepped forward, grabbed Matt’s dick and squeezed. “Until then. Let’s get reacquainted.” __ Three Days Later I opened the briefcase, revealing a ball gag, a flog, three harnesses, a collar, and a leash. Senator White looked up at Matt and I and smiled. Welcome to the “third listing,” I thought. Matt and I had been briefed on what Senator White liked and didn’t like by Matt’s man within Pidyn Corp. We knew what he expected, but we also knew when we’d turn the tables and make the night our own. For the time being, we’d have our fun, but once the moment came, we were prepared to make our move and compete for the senator’s time. “It’s time, sir,” I said, taking the gag out of the briefcase. “Open.” “About damn time,” Senator White said, stepping forward and opening his mouth. I slipped the ball inside his mouth, Matt stepping behind him and strapping it tightly in place. I ran my hands along the straps that ran over his cheeks, feeling his beard beneath. He was a handsome man. I couldn’t understand why he couldn’t change and simply accept the type of man he was. Normally, my fucking was done with a selfish intent, but now, I’d be using my dick to punish a man who punished the very men he fucked over. Karma, I suppose. “I believe it’s time to relocate, sir,” Matt said, leaning down and whispering in the man’s ear. He licked his ear and then playfully bit, causing Senator White to shudder. “Will you come willingly, or should we attach the leash now?” Senator White shook his head, his eyes showing the hunger he had for us. He brought us back to his bedroom where I spread the briefcase’s contents out on the bed. As I did so, I admired the room’s contents. It was a nice room, proving he had money. I knew this apartment to be only one of his residences; if I managed to claim him, I’d definitely look into making this one of my stops whenever traveling across the country. After all, I didn’t just fuck men for their time; it was also good to have men who served me. “Time to strip down,” I said, taking the flog in hand. “We need to get sir looking his best.” Matt grabbed the man’s suitcoat and pulled it off his body with force, catching the senator off guard. I watched intently, moving my fingers through the flog’s lashes. Senator White’s eyes were wide, but he wasn’t afraid. I saw in him a desire to be controlled, to be pushed beyond the limits he previously knew. “And this tie,” I said, stepping forward and moving my hand up his chest, pulling the tie into my grasp. “I think we’ll find use for this.” I slipped it off his neck, noticing the man’s Adam’s apple quiver. “Nervous?” The senator shook his head, eyes narrowing slightly. He was definitely going to be one of ours by the end of the night. There was no chance for escape. Matt grabbed his shirt and tore it off, buttons flying across the room, shocking the senator and creating a sudden fear in his eyes. I reached out and grabbed his face, holding his gaze steady. My eyes focused on his, commanding him to pay attention. “However you’ve been treated before, sir, will pale in comparison to what we will do with you tonight. You are a rich, powerful man. For tonight, we will take control. Do you understand, sir?” Senator White’s eyes remained wide as he studied my face, starting full of fear, then anger, then lust. His chest was heaving with the excitement of the moment. “That’s good, sir,” I said, releasing his face. Matt pulled off his undershirt, revealing a strong, hairy chest on which there were already small tattoos present. One appeared to be the letters of whatever fraternity house he had been a member of in college. Another was of handwriting, spelling the name “Tess.” “Who was Tess?” I asked, tossing the flog onto the bed and grabbing one of the harnesses. It was a bulldog harness, leaving two chain harnesses for Matt and me. “An ex-girlfriend? Your first time?” Matt managed to secure the harness over the senator’s chest while I crouched down and faced the man’s bulging crotch. I ran my hand along it, feeling his size. He was impressive. I undid his belt and dropped it on the floor before unbuttoning his pants and slowly pulling the zipper down, my eyes set on the senator’s eyes which looked down at me with a strong desire. “Are you aching?” I asked, grabbing his belt loops and pulling his pants down. “Do you want me to suck you off?” Senator White nodded his head, almost pleading for me to ease his ache. I left his pants around his ankles and cupped his bulge, feeling his balls which moved under my touch. “I would, but I’m a traditional top. The only cock being sucked is my own.” I stood up and faced him. I ran my hand across his face, tapping a finger on the ball within his mouth. “I don’t think you’ll manage to suck any dick with that in your mouth, but that’s alright. We aren’t here for you to suck cock, are we?” Senator White shook his head, his hands reaching forward and grabbing his crotch. “I think we’re ready,” Matt said. “Good.” I stepped back from the senator and looked him over. A large wet spot was spreading across his underwear, proving him to be desperate for our touch. “Kneel on the ground.” As the senator kneeled down, Matt and I removed our suitcoats and our shirts, making sure to display our strong, dominant bodies to the man who was on the ground looking like a dog waiting for a treat. With that in mind, I grabbed the collar off the bed and pulled it around his neck, making it slightly too tight, causing the skin beneath to go red. I watched as his Adam’s apple hit against the collar, causing slight discomfort. I smiled. “Looks like we’ve got a good dog on our hands,” Matt said, revealing his naked body. Since his tattoo was on his back, it was easier for him to hide his toxicity, but he managed to keep his back out of sight. “I think he needs to go for a little walk before we start.” As Matt attached the leash, I stripped the remainder of my clothes, pulling on an added piece of attire not supplied by Pidyn. Matt had given me a leather band to wear around my arm, hiding enough of my tattoo to keep the senator ignorant. Pidyn tested their workers for diseases, meaning their clients could trust on a clean fuck, but since we’d wormed our way into the session, we knew Senator White wouldn’t suspect anything as long as we were careful. I pulled the band on while the senator was distracted, Matt walking him around the room like a dog. “I don’t want to see you behind me,” Matt said, pushing the man forward as he crawled across the floor. He looked at me and winked. “Are we ready?” “We are,” I said, my leather band secured along with my chain harness. Senator White turned as he crawled along the floor, seeing my full naked form for the first time. His eyes grew wide as he saw my hardening cock which was starting to drip precum. While I would normally have his nose buried in my pubic hair, breathing me in and tasting my pre, it would create an advantage over Matt. We agreed to play fair, though I knew my thick, monster of a cock was already giving me an edge over Matt as this pathetic man was already desiring me and what I’d give him. “Crawl to me,” I said, pointing down on the ground with one hand while my other grabbed the flog. The senator moved forward, eyes following me as I walked around him, letting the lashes run over his naked back. “Has someone been bad?” Senator White nodded, moaning through the gag. Matt smiled at me, tightening his grip on the leash, pulling the man’s head and neck back, arching his back. As he did so, I brought the flog down, whipping the senator’s back. “GAH!” the senator cried, shaking slightly from the sting. For a moment, I was worried that my enthusiasm had gotten the better of me, but I saw the man look back at us and nod his head, urging us to continue. “Do you want more?” Senator White nodded. I brought it down again, causing his back to grow red with each lashing. I wouldn’t draw blood, but I would make sure he’d feel the impact for days after. Then again, he’d be feeling the impact of that night regardless. Matt and I took turns torturing the man who spoke out against us on the news but then submitted to us in the bedroom. I found my cock aching from how hard I was watching this man suffer, but I also knew that he was getting pleasure out of our punishment. We needed to make this man pay, and that time was fast approaching. “Have you had enough?” I asked, watching Matt bring the flog down again, the leash held tight in his other hand. I stepped down on the senator’s hands, my balls pressed against the man’s forehead. The man moaned something we couldn’t understand, but Matt and I knew our time had finally come. Let the games begin.

Note: I didn't write this story. I found this on a website in Brazil, so the story was in Portuguese. I'm just translating it. It's a big story and this is just the first part. If you like it, I'll translate the rest. I'm sorry if my English is not that good. ____________________________________________________ Whenever I do drugs, I get electric and horny as fuck, so today was no different. I started to use co.ke around three in the afternoon and I've already opened the Grindr to see if there was someone to give me dick. A guy from out of town, fucking hot, messaged to me, and we arranged to meet and he was the first. The guy was 25 years old, bearded, thin and around 5,6. Before we started, he said he was addicted to fisting holes and that he had a gel with him that was great for sticking his hand up a man’s ass. I accepted without thinking twice. And the guy knew how to do that, goddamn it. He was patient and calm, and in the end, I found all of his hand and almost half of his arm inside my ass. I was open and swollen, the way a male has to be when another tells him so. In the middle of all that, there was a lot of dirty talk, spitting and armpit licking, because I wanted to smell the scent of a real man. What a delight it was to receive that hand inside me, breaking into my ass, opening me, turning that hole into a cunt of respect. After I was very wide, the man put me on my back and started to push his cock inside me, inch by inch. I felt that big cock poking at me, his pubes hitting my ass. The smell of sex invaded the whole room and, within minutes, he announced that he was cumming. I felt my ass filled with that hot cum with him saying: “Look how nice it is to put my charged load inside that ass. You will be leaking poz cum.” My horniness was unimaginable and with just a handjob I also gushed liters of thick cum. The first guy left and I again started the search for the second one. I chatted with a guy I always have sex with, he's really hot, black, tall and with a 10 inches heavy cock. He has no frills and no shame. When he fucks, he does a lot of damage. In minutes, I was riding a cock again. He treated my ass right, with a lot of pumping. I felt that dick invade my rectum and make it a worthless object, which made me crazy. In the middle of that hot fuck, we were doing it dog style, he held me and announced that he was going to cum: “Take it, your little whore. I’m breeding you good with my poz cum. Take my poz load, son of a bitch. Aids whore.” I left his house quickly, because I already had another fuck scheduled. The was almost hiss neighbor, so I just walked. I left one's house and went to the other. This third guy was a more serious guy, white, angry and brutal. As soon as I entered his apartment, he was already taking my clothes off and saying: “I don’t want to hear your voice today. You will take my cock bare and quiet. If you disobey, it’s going to be a lot worse.” I didn't care about anything anymore, I just wanted to feel more cock inside me. And like magic, I saw stars. The son of a bitch punched his whole dick in one go and started cursing me, saying he knew I already had my ass full of cum and was going to use other people's load as lubricant. I was all open. I was loving to get fucked in that position, face down, that he had put me. The man put all his cock inside me, then he announced that he was cumming. And more of that hot poz sperm went inside me. I got out of there and got back to the Grindr. In less than 20 minutes, I found another man. He was short, he worked out and was very hot. His dick was much smaller than the others, but he knew how to use it as he worked miracles. Everything happened inside his car, and I took the fourth load of the night. After that, I stopped at a park and went to the public bathroom. I waited for about 30 minutes, then a guy came in looking at me from a distance and working his cock inside his pants. That was the sign I had been waiting for. I sucked the man until he came in my mouth, pouring me the purest cum straight from the source. But I was still not satisfied. I wanted more and more and more.

At a hook up I didn't get a hard on - had a stressful week before and had some personal issues distracting me. I honestly hoped to get off and honestly offered a fuck... The guy was pissed and reproached me for not getting hard and started a real drama out of it. I offered him three options: - maybe I don't get hard because he's not the cupcake I thought to be? - if he needs an all-time ready-steady hard dick, it's a dildo what he needs, and not a human being that isn't ready like a tool with loaded batteries at any time... - to piss off I'm aware that a date expects a hard dick when one is out to get fucked, and that I, as a top, am the one to deliver and I provoke hope for that when I accept a hook up, but hello...! We're humans, no machines or apps... I had countless of guys without a stone hard rod for various reasons that no one's to blame for.

It depends on what you’re doing to try to clean out. Your rectum is normally empty until you’re ready to have a bowel movement, and any waste matter is collected above the rectum and held while water is absorbed from it. The rectum is around 6” in length, which is also on the high end of the average for cock length, so if the Top has an average endowment, a deep cleaning for a short notice hookup is probably unnecessary, and will draw more matter downstream, resulting in a more complicated cleanout. A simple rinse of the rectum to ensure it is clear should be adequate for an average cock. For a long cock, you’ll have to go a bit deeper, but try not to fill yourself very full - fuller than just the rectum, but try to limit the washout to the next few inches of colon, where firm or semi-firm stools would be gathered in preparation for expulsion. I use a shower-shot type method, and will generally give myself about a 10-second flow for a rectum cleanse, and 15-20 seconds for a longer cock. If I go to 30 I know I’ll get a deeper cleanse, but I can expect to add 15-20 minutes to the cleanout. Beyond that is deep-cleaning territory, usually stages of 50, 40, and a series of 30-second flows that can take up to 45 minutes, followed by rinses at 20, 15 and 10. Definitely not for what I would consider short notice, but I can pull it off with an hour’s notice if I’ve been maintaining diet.

My ex was a porn junkie. He loved watching porn and stroking. Constantly. But he loved taking video of me plowing a hot hole and creampies to the guy's hole. But he REALLY loved taking video me taking hard cock(s) up my hole raw and getting bred on camera. He would stroke his cock the entire time he was filming. His unedited stuff was pretty good, because he watched so much porn - he knew the kind of scenes he liked seeing... so he filmed the say way. I still have videos of me topping/bottoming from 15 years ago and I love to throw them on and jerk off while remembering me seeding a hot hole or a hot load across my own ass from a hung top. We spent the money on a decent camera with a light, so the quality was pretty decent. Lots of married Daddy's breeding me. Ex had to ensure NO faces. I also edited a lot of the camera jostling etc out of the final. So it was a lot of frisky stuff - just all looked NSA (which in itself is kinda hot). Singles. Doubles, Triples. And even one gang bang where I took 9 loads from 4 guys over the evening. (I still have the original files from that night too.. whahooo!). After we split up, I found a couple of other guys who were into pics - random or posed. I love ass play, and a lot of my picture collection is with other FB's who like to play with a hole and toys and FF... so, there is some excellent quality stuff there... both picture and recently, video. It's fun to run two cameras... either one stationary and aimed and you try and remember it is there... LOL... or one in each guy's hand. Get the same fuck from two different angles and also different quality of shots. I take that stuff and mash it together into a 5 or 10 minute Amateur movie. It's a hobby. And it's a great hobby if the other guy(s) into it!! Love making amateur porn. (Pics are from 5 movies with the same top breeding my hole)

Always needs filling

Part 8 Senator Gregory White (2013) “We can’t continue allowing people like this to influence the younger generation,” I said, staring down the reporter. She was smiling at me, her eyes focused on mine when she wasn’t looking me over. She had large eyes, expressive. I was wondering what I could get them to express if given the chance. “Elaborate,” she said, emphasizing her lips as she spoke, almost pouting. It’s as if she was trying to make me imagine what her lips would feel like on mine. Though, that’s not where I’d want her lips to go. “The people of Virginia don’t want their children to be interacting with people who are, forgive the word, predators.” “Are you saying that you believe members of the LGBTQIA+ community, specifically gay men, to be predators, Senator White?” “I believe that there are individuals my voters are afraid of having around their children,” I explained. “There are dangers my constituents are aware of when it comes to the gay community, and I’m here to make sure your viewers are made to understand this.” “And you stand by these opinions even though you’re receiving significant backlash.” “I’m a strong man,” I told her, smirking. “I’m not easily knocked down just because someone pushes back. I’m working to get our society back to normal.” “And by that you mean the whole husband and wife scenario? Having 2.5 kids, the white fence, the perfect house with the front yard?” “I mean having what America has always seen as being suitable,” I told her. “And by that, you mean normal?” “For the lack of a better word.” “You aren’t married, though, are you Senator White?” she asked. “Not as of yet,” I said, smiling. Knowing the camera was only focused on my face, I reached my hand down to my crotch and gently rubbed over my growing bulge, making sure the reporter would see. “I’m too busy making sure I’m able to act as the voice of the people, but I always make sure to make time for what is important.” “And with that,” she said, “I thank you, Senator White, for giving us your time. Until tomorrow night, I am Jessica Latmore. Goodnight.” “And we’re clear,” a voice on the other side of the bright lights said. I could hear commotion around us as Jessica handed off her tablet to an assistant. “That went well,” I said. “If you say so, Senator.” “I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure about you interviewing me instead of Chester Reeves, but you managed to do well enough.” She stared at me, a brow raised. “Did I? Well, I’m so glad you think so.” “Don’t worry that you’re not as quick on your feet as Chester. You’ll get there over time. I’ll remind you, interviewing political figures like myself isn’t always easy.” “And I would like to remind you,” she said, her tone shifting, “that you were the one who brought up the gay community, not me.” “Why say that?” “So that when your team starts telling you that your numbers are dropping and you’re getting a ton more hate-mail than usual, you can’t blame me for making you say anything you didn’t want to say. You did that all on your own.” “I just tell it like it is,” I told her, moving forward in my seat, my bulge hanging over the edge, more pronounced. I could see her eyes looking down at it, analyzing. “I find people like that about me. Don’t you?” “As a matter of fact,” she said, “my girlfriend and I don’t care for you at all.” She stood up and walked off the set, leaving me sitting alone as the lights were dimmed. __ “I don’t want that bitch ever interviewing me again, do you understand?” “I understand,” my assistant said, typing on his tablet. We sat in a black SUV, heading to my apartment. My face felt warm, my pulse quick, as my anger after the interview had failed to diminish. After leaving the set, I went back to the dressing room they had given me, threw a dish of peanuts at the wall, turned over the coffee table, and stormed out with my assistant running after me. “It’s unprofessional the way she talked to me,” I shouted, kicking the seat in front of me. “And who the fuck has a dyke interview a Republican Senator? What the fuck? I mean, you don’t send a vegan to interview about a barbeque competition.” “I’ll speak to someone about it, sir.” “You better,” I spat. “This is the kind of shit that gets people fired. Understand?” I leaned back in my seat, my hand moving down to my crotch which had long ago gone flaccid. There was a slight pain in my balls which was driving me insane. The reporter had knowingly gotten me hard just so that I’d be stuck here with blue balls. At the same time, the pain was radiating down to my asshole, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. Every time the driver hit a manhole, I felt my manhole tighten and my body shiver from the sensation. Fuck, not again. Why did this happen every time an interview went to hell? “What do I have tomorrow?” “You have a meeting with—” “Cancel it.” “But, sir—” “I said, fucking cancel it. I need the rest of the night off, and I don’t want you disturbing me until Thursday. Is that understood?” “Yes, sir.” “Good.” The car pulled up to my apartment and I got out before my assistant could fuck anything else up for me. I’d fire him soon. I only hired him because I fucked his wife and felt guilty about it. That guilt didn’t last long, but I hadn’t found the time to fire him just yet. The fiasco with the lesbian reporter would do the trick. I’m sure it’ll be easy to make it his fault. “Good evening, Senator White,” the residential concierge said. I nodded to him. I knew his name once, but I couldn’t remember it now as I stormed through the lobby and entered the elevator. They seemed to switch men every few months, and I had enough trouble remembering the names of the people who worked for me. I closed my eyes as the elevator rose, trying to calm myself, suddenly seeing before me the reporter’s full lips. I couldn’t believe someone as hot as the reporter would rather eat out a pussy than suck a dick. Then again, the idea of the reporter having her head squeezed between the tight thighs of another woman did get me hard again. My hand reached down and started massaging my bulge, my fingers moving down further to my balls. Fuck. I could still feel the throbbing ache in my ass, the ache which arose only once in a while, especially as things went to hell. During every election period, I found this ache revealing itself again, almost taking control. Normally, I could fuck my way through the ache, let my cock manage the burning which flooded my body, but, every once in a while, there was only one thing I could do to satisfy this… desire. “This is Charles the concierge,” the voice said over my phone. That’s right. His name is Charles. “Yeah, Charles, this is Senator White in 8D.” I entered my apartment, locking the door. “I’m calling just to let you know that I’ll be having some visitors tonight. They work for my campaign, but they’ll need to be let in through the building’s private access. They’ll be coming up through the secondary elevator. Discretion will be key.” “Of course, sir,” Charles said. I turned off my phone and entered my bedroom where I stashed my one phone in a locked desk drawer. From it, I removed another phone, entered a code, and searched through my contacts. The ache was growing stronger, causing me to scroll through my information with one hand while my other hand ran over my clothed body, feeling my hardening cock, my swelling balls, and my nipples which were visible through my dress shirt. I found the contact and hit send. “Pidyn Corp,” a voice said. “May I have your identification number?” “382533,” I said. There was a pause before the voice said, “Welcome, platinum member. How may I help you?” “I need my third listing provided for tonight,” I said, pouring myself a glass of whiskey which I shot back. “I need them here within the next hour. Standard protocols are to be followed.” “Of course, sir,” the voice said. “We’ll charge accordingly. Anything else I can do?” “Yeah, make that thirty minutes.” I ended the call and shot back more whiskey, allowing the burning in my throat to course throughout my body. Everything inside me was screaming to be released, the hibernating animal that I kept hidden clawing its way out. Fuck, I needed this. I needed everything. I paced throughout my apartment as I waited, turning on the television to calm myself. “Reports are showing Senator White’s approval rating is starting to fall since his hateful comments concerning the LGBT community have grown more frequent,” the news anchor said, my face smiling in the picture next to him. “While many Virginian voters do support the conservative politician’s stance on the economic crisis, his comments concerning sexual identity have been found to be critical and out of touch with the current political climate.” I hit the mute button, watching as the reporter kept speaking, watching his lips as they moved, admiring them as they puckered to say the “wh” in White. They were even better lips than the reporter from earlier, and I found the aching inside me pulse from the mere sight of him. There was a ping from the phone I had used to call the service, alerting me that my “delivery” had arrived and was on its way up. I finished another drink and went to my door, reaching it as a knocking filled the apartment. Fuck, could they be any louder? I opened the door to find two men standing before me, both in suits, both looking as if they were men who, like me, worked in an office or in a position of actual power. They looked like the men I encountered every day, the men who held power, who thrived on imposing their wills on others. “May we come in, sir?” the one man asked. “We have a delivery for you.” “What is it?” I asked, waiting for the response I’d decided upon within this scenario. “It’s the Apollo Package, sir,” the one man said, slightly puffing out his chest. “It’s urgent that we make this delivery in private.” “Of course,” I said, satisfied. I stepped to the side and let them pass, admiring them as they went by. This service had sent over all types of men for me in the past, ranging in fitness levels, height, hairiness, and even accents. These two men I found to be the sexiest men I’d ever been sent. Both were taller than I was, with broad shoulders and, from what I could see, fit bodies that filled out their suits nicely. Impressive bulges were noticeable in their pants, one more than the other. The man with the larger bulge held a briefcase in his hand, and I admired the veins I could see under the skin, running down to larger, strong fingers that gripped the handle tightly. My cock jumped at the sight of him. “You have everything needed?” I asked, eyes on the briefcase. “We have everything you’ll need tonight,” the one man said. “We’re sure of it, sir.” Both men exchanged looks, smiling. “What are your names?” I asked. “Well, Senator White,” the one man said, “To keep with your identity, I am Mr. Gray, and he is Mr. Green.” “No,” I interjected. “I’m not looking for the fake, fucking names they give you to sound exotic and shit. What are your actual names.” Both men exchanged glances, smiling. “I’m Matt,” the one man said. “This is Hunter.” Hunter, the man holding the briefcase, was staring at me, a slight smile turning his lips. I loved the way he was looking at me, a look I’d given the bitch reporter before she blew her chances. I could see that he wanted me, and my hardening bulge proved I wanted them both, but especially him. “You’re both experienced in what I require?” I asked them. “Along with the required discretion?” “We’ve been briefed, sir,” Matt said, “concerning your desired… debriefing.” “Good,” I said. “Well, let’s get started.” Hunter nodded and opened the briefcase.

Here you go 😈👅🐽🍆💦

Nothing sexier than nasty mature man. Love worshiping their cocks

i have been told by a number of guys that they got pozzed from fucking me. i assume a lot more tops have been pozzed while digging around in my guts without knowing it or who just didnt tell me. usually they are cool with it but on the rare occasion where they acted pissy, i was just like what did you expect, i’m a public use cumdumpster and i was likely full of cum and taking loads from random strangers when you fucked me. even if i was neg, i almost definitely had poz loads polluting my hole when they fucked me. its no secret that i’m a whore.

We are now at a major junction in this story, so, it's time to vote for what you would like to see happen whilst Sir Doug is on the phone to his brother Keith. Uncle Terry has at least one hour at his disposal. Using the following react emojis on this comment; Pig emoji: Uncle Terry to get the blood slam kit from his bag, blood slam sub pig-boy Jason then fuck him until blowing a toxic load deep in his guts. Like: Uncle Terry to fuck sub pig-boy Jason until blowing a toxic load deep in his guts. Upvote: Fuck sub pig-boy Jason for several minutes, then fuck his face, then cum on the vinyl play sheet and make sub Jason eat it all up. Thanks: Behave and just sit on the couch wanking whilst watching over sub pig-boy Jason fucking his hungry cunt.

Well, maybe I'll just accept the pleasure of wearing the shirt and giving her a Dehner right where it surely doesn't belong. It's almost always too hot in SoFl for Full Dress anyway.

If I'm in a full-blown relationship with someone I stay faithful to that one person. Also I won't have sex with a guy that is cheating on his spouse, male or female. I love sex, but don't want to be the guy that put that strain on some couple's relationship. I'm a bit old fashioned I guess, but it works for me.

Votes cast: Uncle Terry to get the blood slam kit from his bag, blood slam sub pig-boy Jason then fuck him until blowing a toxic load deep in his guts = 10 Votes Uncle Terry to fuck sub pig-boy Jason until blowing a toxic load deep in his gut = 6 Votes Fuck sub pig-boy Jason for several minutes, then fuck his face, then cum on the vinyl play sheet and make sub Jason eat it all up = 3 Votes Thanks: Behave and just sit on the couch wanking whilst watching over sub pig-boy Jason fucking his hungry cunt = 0 Votes 84% of votes cast want to see sub Jason as a minimum get a toxic load blasted deep into his guts, with nobody at all voting for Uncle Terry to behave himself. You're all pigs, and I love it! 😈🐽 I'm tied up with other stuff for the next few days, but will return to publish more very soon.

Not the best pic but freshly fucked. Without a condom of course.

My poz dirty hole after being bred by a guy with a VL over 1 million

Halloween Horror CHAPTER ONE THE GRIM REAPER Living in a small redneck town had more disadvantages then advantages! Everyone knows your fucking business and have no qualms about spreading it around, talking behind your back even when they are right in front of you and then there is the “I’ll just be an asshole to your face in front of everyone.” On all that trying to stay in the closet in a small town is damn near impossible, but when it comes out it rocks the town to its core. That’s what happened to me. You would think that these inbred rednecks would have known that a single man in his mid thirties who didn’t date was gay, but when they didn’t. It wasn’t until a plain brown package order ripped open a little and the mail woman saw the dildo I ordered, was when the talk started. I just said fuck them and did my normal routine and ignoring them just drove them crazy. The real fun shit started on Halloween night. I didn’t want to stay home and pass out candy to the breeders fucked up offspring, so I decided to go to the next town over Halloween Haunted House and Maze. In my skin tight jeans, commando and showing off my large bulge, flannel shirt and boots I head over to the town 30 miles away. As I got out of my truck the seam in the ass of my jeans ripped. Other would say it was convenient, maybe in a different town or city yeah, but it was an inconvenience here. I was glad I had a spare shirt in the truck, dirty but would do the job since I was going to tie my flannel around my waist to hide the hole. I paid my way in and headed to the maze, I could hear screaming and laughing from all over the large dry corn field that was cut into a maze. I decided to go in and started to walk. That’s when I heard the voices. “It’s the faggot” one voice said “Got a hard cock for you to choke on” said another The unseen men voiced insults and pretty obscene sexual harassment. I laughed at the insults and my cock grew harder with the sexual stuff. It was hard to hide the eight inch throbbing cock down my leg, but I didn’t care. I must have taken a wrong turn because I was at a very dark dead end. As I turned to backtrack, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me into the corn stalks. “I got what you need” the figure dresses as the grim reaper said. He guided my hand to his crotch, where I felt his hard cock through his costume. It was thick and at least nine inches. His free hand was rubbing my ass under my flannel shirt and almost instantly found the rip and started to exploit it. “Yeah, heard you fags were more prepared than a scout” he said as his finger found my hole. He pushed me slightly forward at the waist and I went along with it. His thick dry finger pushed against my hole, scratching the soft flesh. I pushed back and felt his finger slide in and the finger nail scratching my flesh. I bit my lip, but ignored the pain. I was horny and this was more than just me stroking and riding fake cocks for my sex life. He lifted my shit up, exposing my gaping jeans and exposed hole with his finger deep inside. He slowly fingered my hole and using his nail to scratch my insides as he fingered me. “Got to get you ready for the tricks and the treats in the maze” I just stared out into the darkness. It wasn’t long until he pulled out his finger and spit in his hand, then rubbed it on my hole. I braced my hands against my thighs and waited. I stood felt the head of his cock pushing at my hole. I took a deep breath and my hole gave, allowing him to push his cock balls deep with one thrust. I scream loudly from the pain. “Scream all you want faggot, no one cares here in the maze” Grabbing my hips he started to ram his cock in and out of my holes. It was tougher than I fuck myself with the dildos. My hole was slowly adjusting from his assault and the pain quickly turned to pleasure. “Trick or treat faggot” he asked between his breathes. “Treat” I said “Fuck no faggot you are getting a trick” He pulled his cock completely out and rammed it balls deep over and over. I felt my precum oozing out of my piss slit, running down my leg. “Soon you will have my trick” I pushed back meeting his hips! “Hell faggot, you might think it was a treat” He rammed in and held his cock deep in me. I could feel the cum pulse through his shift with my ass ring. “Take that load!” He yelled, “you cum loving faggot” I had never felt pleasure like that fuck that I just experienced. “Love fucking faggots and passing along the gift” I was clueless then about the gift. As he pulled out he said: “Find the scarecrow” I heard the rustling of the corn and as I turned to see who just took my hole, I could only see darkness.

True, some of them are... but, they do put on a good show to get me off. lol

I am 65 , fit and an enthusiastic bottom . Eveny now and then I get a young man that likes silverfox bottoms. My last load was from a 22yr old that likes older men. He really got into fucking me. It was very hot. I have been fucked by many men of all ages. Some of them memorable, a lot of them not so much. This young man was very memorable. Not a big dick but he knew how to use it. He can cum back anytime.

Those were good years at TIM! A lot of really good dirty nasty porn back then- it seemed more real then today imho

The performers in the Lucas films look as if they just emerged from a photo shoot for a glossy fashion magazine (if any of those are left nowadays). Raw Fuck Club has performers who tend to look like normal human beings. HDK, Dick Wade, and TIM not only reintroduced the world to bareback sex, but the guys in the videos were hardly physical fitness fanatics.

Here's another point to remember about down-ballot voting. "Jaws" takes place in the early 1970's (the book was published in February 1974, meaning it was written sometime well before that and almost certainly set in what was then "present day". The movie version came out in 1975. Jaws 2 came out in 1978 (not based on a separate book), so we're talking at least 5-6 years between the first book's writing and the second film's creation. And yet, the same stupid motherfucker idiot was still the mayor, all those years later, despite how much his royal fuck up over closing the beaches led to just how many deaths again? THAT is what happens when you don't turn out to vote in local elections. And there are places, I'm sure, where that idiot would have been governor by about 1984.

Hot af. It may become a new kink for me. Especially because I wanna hook up with this guy again. Love going home filled with cum and my husband doesn’t know. This is an even hotter way to get filled.

You know it’s funny. Despite my old age, 64, I still wanna be a top daddy. Lol. As long as daddy dick is working in there is no conflict between the Cialis and my stimulants, all is good. I just like to fuck and be that nasty pig I am

Personally I've no picture and have no intention to upload one, and last year when I joined I assumed to be ignored by anyone. And I found respect instead! Confront (even on difficult topics) and respect, by people here. Then, with someone I have roleplay fun, with others it's just small talk, I participate to discussion when I find it appropriate, and no worries. It's a forum and IMHO sending our own real life related multimedia material mustn't be mandatory. But for hookup, not at all! Being this a public site I'd never leave my personal phone number here! Maybe the author has simply found the wrong place to hookup in! Sorry I am quite laughing now, fantasizing about myself trying to access a dating app and talk there like I do here. I'd be the world's clown 🤡🤡🤡 Anyway I'm really happy any time someone writes "nice profile" on my box or follows me, I'm please to wake someone's interest in confront. Then, they just come (cum?) and go, I don't claim long-lasting friendships here! I have already many very good friends in real life.

In the event you're still around, Breeding Zone is far more than merely a hook-up website. Sorry you're so disappointed; many of us find it productive for all kinds of reasons. Good luck.

Many years ago, when I was still in my late 20's, I was dating this guy (kid really) named Josh. He was several years younger than was I, and several degrees less mature. We had been dating smoothly for about a year when I finally introduced him to a couple who were friends of mine, Rob and Erik. For better or worse, prior to meeting Josh I had had three-ways with them once and a while, and I had told Josh about some of these encounters. Rob and Erik lived about two hours away and they invited us up to spend a weekend in the city, drinking and having a good time. Now, knowing Rob and Erik, I knew that their idea of a 'good time' would probably mean all having sex together, and I knew it would be hard for Josh to resist. Hell, it would be hard for me to resist! Rob was defintely the whore of the couple: he was very outgoing and very handsome and very much a bottom. All with the body of an Olympic swimmer. Erik was the smaller of the two guys. He was also more reserved, frankly he was a bit nerdy. He was also a top with a nine-inch cock. While Rob was a fun bottom who really got off on being fucked, it was Erik that I enjoyed making cum, because Erik shot like one of the fountains at the Bellagio. He always launched several spurts, usually hitting the wall and ruining sheets in the process. I always wanted feel Erik shoot in my mouth, but was not allowed to. You see, Erik was poz while Rob was not. And Erik was always very cautious. Josh and I discussed the prospects of an invitation from Rob and Erik and had agreed we were content to remain a monogamous couple and we would politely decline any sexual offers - if they were presented. On that Saturday evening, we had been out drinking and having a grand old time and we all probably had a bit too much. We got back to their place and I decided it was time to get ready for bed. When Josh finally climbed in and we were laying in the dark, he told me Rob had kissed him while he was in the bathroom, and had invited us to have sex with them. "Josh, we talked about this. We said we were not going to do anything wth Rob and Erik." "But you have, and you liked it! Why don't we? It could be fun" Josh whined. "Josh, this is precisely why we talked all this out beforehand. So that it wouldn't become an issue." "But it's still an issue!" "Let's just go to sleep. Night." I could feel Josh stewing next to me while I was trying to relax. About five minutes later he sat up and announced, "Well, I'm going to go fuck Rob and Erik." "Have fun with that," I said and rolled over. "You're being an asshole," Josh spat as he left the room. My stomach churned into knots. My boyfriend had just left me to go have sex with two of my friends, after we expressly talked about NOT doing that very thing. I was seethingly mad, and hurt and upset. I tried my best to go to sleep, although it was difficult when I could hear noises start coming from the other room. After about five minutes I heard someone walk in to my bedroom. I initially hoped it was Josh, but it was Erik. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired" I answered. "Are you sure it's okay that Josh is in with us? It feels... awkward... without you there too. This was so like Erik, always the nice one. And the one I liked best because of it. "Yeah. He's a big boy. It's his decision. Go. Have fun. I'll see you in the morning." Erik hesitated, then slowly left. Try as I might, I just couldn't fall asleep. Notwithstanding my conversation with Erik, I grew more and more upset with Josh with each passing minute. How could he be treating our relationship this way? Is this how little he thought of me? Of us? Probably ten or fifteen more minutes went by, when I heard someone enter my room again. Again it was Erik. "So, um... is Josh neg?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" "Well, because Rob is riding Josh's raw cock right now and I was just curious" he said, as he sat on my bed. "I see. Yeah, I could have predicted that. I figured Josh would be angling to fuck Rob if he got the chance. And they'll be at it for awhile. Josh takes forEVER to cum." I knew Josh had a thing for Rob. For that matter, EVERYONE had a thing for Rob. He was quite charming. And I knew Rob would like Josh, because Josh had a thick eight inch cock with a wicked left curve. Plus Josh was in his early 20's and fucked like a demon. "I guess that leaves us out," Erik sighed. And that's when I decided. Fuck Josh. Fuck all this. I was going to have Erik fuck me. "Go get your supplies. We're gonna fuck," I told him, sitting up and giving him a deep kiss. "You sure?" he asked. "Go. Now. Hurry!" Erik was back in a flash. "I don't even think they noticed me come back in the room," he told me when he got back. We started making out, and soon I was going down on Erik's enormous rod. I had always felt extremely lucky to have Josh's big cock to play with, but Erik put Josh's dick into perspective for me. Erik is massive. Easily every bit of nine inches, and the thickness of his cock was verging on ridiculous, especially the middle of it. Toward the middle his cock flattened out, and it was wider than four fingers across-- then it tapered again to normal size at the base. I could only get about half his cock in my mouth before I couldn't fit any more in without the risk of teeth. Or tearing the corners of my mouth. While I worked on Erik, I could hear Josh and Rob ramping up in the other room. They were getting loud, and Rob was starting to vocalize a bit. I wanted to get Erik in me so I could add to the fuck noises and let Josh know that a REAL cock was nailing me. But I was nervous as fuck. Before when I used to have sex with Rob and Erik, it was mostly blow jobs, and me fucking Rob. Erik had tried to fuck me twice before, but I could never get him past the midway point. It just hurt too damn much and I always had to make him stop. And Erik, being the nice guy, would lose his hard on if he felt like he was hurting me. But I needed him to fuck me tonight. All the way fuck me. To permanently wreck my ass for Josh's cock. I told Erik I was ready, so he grabbed a condom and lubed up. And I generously lubed my butthole. "Here, I brought some poppers," Erik announced, adding "They're fresh, and should help." Erik lay on his back, and I straddled his monster cock. I hit the poppers and started easing down onto him. I did pretty well at the start, but then I hit the thick part, and my ass would slide no further. Not even with poppers. I tried sliding off, lubing, and reinserting. I tried bouncing a bit, and easing my ass downward on each stroke. Still no good. Then I just tried forcing my ass downward which made me gasp and cry out a little in pain. "Damn! I'm hurting you. I knew it wouldn't work," said Erik despondently. I could feel his hard on slipping away. Fuck. I desperately wanted his horse cock inside me, but it just wasn't working. I was angry at myself for tensing up and not being able to take it, and I felt bad that I was once again going to disappoint Erik. I quickly pulled off of his cock, ripped off the condom, and started sucking him again while stroking his shaft. This got him going again, and soon he was oozing precum. Josh and Rob were really going at it now. We could hear the rapid slaps of groin against ass while Rob was desperately (and rather loudly) urging Josh to fuck him harder. I wondered how much of this verbal display was for our benefit. That's when I made the decision. I was drunk, horny, and very angry with my boyfriend, so I grabbed the lube, re-lubed Erik and my asshole, and got back on top of him. Erik's cockhead was at my hole before he came to his senses. "What are you doing? I don't have a condom on!" he whispered loudly. "I'm getting this fucker inside me NOW. At least once all the way." "We can't... we shouldn't...." "Just don't cum in me," I said as I began to work him inside my ass. In he slid, but once again, I was stopped at the midpoint of his shaft. But damn it, I was going to take him regardless of the pain. So I hit the poppers hard, waited for the wave of euphoria to hit, and then I squatted down. Hard. It hurt. Man, did it hurt me. I think I could feel my sphincter tearing a little as the thick part forced inside of me. I instantly broke out in a sweat, and tears stung my eyes. But then suddenly with a painful pop he was inside, and I slid down to the base. And now along with the pain in my ass, there was a dull pain deep inside my guts where his head was stabbing up into my colon. Erik grabbed my hips and steadied me as I sat impaled on his massive pole. "You ok?" he whispered. "Oh my god, that's a lot of cock," was all I could get out as tears ran down my cheeks. "This feels amazing," he said. "You know how long it's been since I've fucked a guy? Nine months. And I had to stop fucking that guy before I came because he was in so much pain. Rob always picks up other tops for us to mess around with, and even though some of them see my cock and want to try, they never manage it." I bent down and kissed Erik. And slowly lifted myself so I could start to ride him. I only ever pulled halfway off him, because the thick part of his cock was knotted inside me and wouldn't pull past my protesting butt hole. But I must say, the tug on my hole from the inside was an amazing feeling. Slowly we worked up a rhythm, and between that and poppers, I suddenly found myself getting fucked steadily by Erik's dick. Even though my asshole was still on fire, the pain was slowly giving way to pleasure. Incredible pleasure. The thick part of his cock was like a Mack truck driving over my prostate with every stroke, and the sheer volume of cock moving in and out of me was making every inch of my body quake and tingle. We eventually, slowly, rolled over so that I was on my back, legs spread and in the air and he was on top. We did this maneuver completely without disengaging his cock from my hole. Erik liked the leverage he could get in this position and we could also kiss more easily-- which we did. Erik set up a steady rhythm of pumping my hole while we kissed and sucked each other's tongue. If I listened, I could hear Josh and Rob really putting on a show now. Josh was shouting things like, "Take my cock, bitch!" as Rob answered with the scream "Oh God! Oh God! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!" over and over. I thought that once Erik was in me, I would give them some verbal back in return, to get some revenge on Josh. But it just didn't feel right anymore. What Erik and I were doing was far too intimate, and I was content to stay quiet. So was he. From the angle that Erik was fucking, and from the size of his cock, he was edging me closer and closer to orgasm with every thrust. I could feel it building slowly... from the inside. Deep inside. I wasn't even touching my cock, but I knew that I was minutes, perhaps seconds, away from cumming. I was trying to delay it with snorts of poppers, but to no avail. Thankfully at about that time, I hear Josh shout, "Fuuuck, I'm getting close! Your ass gonna take my load, bitch?" I whispered "Erik, you are getting me really close. You keep fucking me, and I'm gonna cum." Rob meanwhile shouted between grunts, "Ugh! Fuck me! Ugh! Give me that cum!" "I'm really close too," Erik said as he kept fucking me. I heard Josh's now-familiar, animalistic "rrrrrRRRRR-UGGGH! UGGGH! UGGGGGGHHH!" as he started cumming inside Rob's hole. "Oh God, just don't stop fucking me, Erik!" was all I managed to say grunt as the cum started spewing from my cock in streams across my belly. "Oh FUCK, I can feel you cumming! It's gonna make me shoot!" shouted Rob as he starts grunting repeatedly. I was staring up at Erik, as he looked down at me with a mixed look of sexual passion and concern. "Oh no... I can't stop. Oh God, I can't stop it. I can't..." Erik stopped pumping, his breath caught, and that's when I felt it. I felt Erik's ridiculously hard and thick cock start to throb as it was parked motionless inside my ass, stretching my hole even further with every pulse. His prodigious, positive load filling my guts. He shuddered, his breath ragged as his cock charged my insides. "Oh shit! Oh I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Erik kept repeating. I hushed him with a kiss as his cock occasionally still twitched in my rectum. As we kissed, I heard the shower start and I knew that Rob and Josh were getting cleaned up. We stopped kissing, Erik looked at me and said, "What are we gonna do?" "About what?" I said. "This never happened. They fucked, we didn't. We just talked and waited for them to finish. Sound good?" "But... I came in you. And I'm poz. What about you? What about Josh??" "You let me worry about me. I begged you not to stop fucking me. And that thick cock of yours wasn't coming out again til you went limp. Besides... you liked fucking me raw, didn't you? Tell me the truth." "It was fucking amazing," he said. "I felt so... connected... to you. I kinda want to do it again." "And I gotta admit I loved feeling you cum inside me. I think I've wanted it for a long time. How about we leave you inside me, pretend to be asleep, and make those two sleep together tonight so we can fuck again" I suggested. So that's just what we did. We rotated around so that Erik was behind me, spooning, and we covered up. Josh came in a few minutes later and we pretended to be asleep. Josh tapped me to wake me up. I groggily said Erik was passed out and that I was pissed, and I wasn't waking him up. Then I told him to go crash with Rob. Josh said "Whatever" and walked out. Erik bred me twice more-- never pulling out his cock til the very end. Once later that night after we dozed a bit, and once in the morning before Josh and Rob got up. By the last fuck, Erik was long dicking me with his whole cock - the thick part punching past my hole and driving me wild with the most intense fuck pleasure I'd ever experienced. When Erik finally did pull out of me I felt so empty inside. And I don't mean just my ass. I felt like crying. Plus, my asshole hurt like it had never hurt after a fuck session; I was totally torn up. The sheets could attest to this fact, as they were a blood and cum stained mess. And even though Erik was positive, I was bound and determined to keep as much of him inside me for as long as I could. We all had a tense, hung over breakfast and said our terse goodbyes soon after. I broke up with Josh after our drive home, citing his immature behavior, but knowing it was because I didn't want to be the one to infect him. As I knew my negative days were probably over.

👅 My personal preference. The looser and sloppier the better! 🐷

I am so glad that my Master wanted to properly open what was my tight 18yo ass back at that time; before starting to turn me into a cum addicted whore. Now nearly 4 years later I cannot be thankful enough.

Part 9; ''Uncle Terry'' After I got home from the gym I gave up my remaining two hour window of ''me time'' and Sir worked on my cunt with toys, and his Fist in the sling. I then went upstairs and prepared a huge array of different snacks and made sure the beer was chilled. 8pm arrived and Sir let his friend Terry in who had just arrived and walked with him to the living room where I was waiting at the spot, kneeling on the floor, right by where apparently Terry would like to sit (at the right end of the couch) with a Silver platter with a cold beer to welcome him with. All I had on was my steel chastity cage (I had been permanently locked now for 3.5 weeks) and the nipple clamps. Sir was in his usual full Leather gear of trousers, shirt, tie, Muir, and knee length Police Boots. Terry was naked except for a Leather executioner hood and army boots. He was not of a beefy muscular broad physique like Sir. No, he was very lean with even more prominent veins than Sir. His eyes appeared to be dark and were deep set. In walked Sir and his friend Terry, they were already laughing about something. - And this is the boy, Terry. - Very nice. I see what you mean Doug. Stand up boy, let me get a proper look of you.... Oh fuck YES, what a perfect little piggy you have here. Is this beer for me boy? - Yes Uncle Terry. In the middle of the living room were a bunch of dildos on top of a vinyl play sheet and lube ready for the floor show I was to give at some poinT this evening. Sir and Uncle Terry sat down and drank their beers as I was on all fours parallel to Sir as his coffee table for the evening. Well, for a part of the evening.... - Hey Doug, I brought the tina for the pig like you asked me to. - Hey boy, bring Uncle Terry and I in another beer, and a few plates of the warm savouries. There's a good boy. I went to the kitchen and brought in the chilled beers and warm snacks. - Okay Terry, he is all yours my friend. Terry, or Uncle Terry as I would call him took me to the centre of the room onto the vinyl play sheet and talked me through how to light a pipe and how to blow clouds. My first ever tina rush. This felt completely different to K and LSD. I felt highly super aroused, super alert, my heart beat faster with my breathing rate increased too, and I felt all round exhilarated. I felt fucking invincible! Once Terry and taught me the joys of tina he walked back to the couch and it was now I saw what appeared to him having barely any ass. I definitely could see his anus sticking out. - That was good of Uncle Terry to bring you some tina, wasn't it boy. Now as a thank you give your Uncle Terry a toy show. I needed no prompting, and as Uncle Terry and Sir drinking their beer and eating their snacks I in my high and horny state took the largest of the four toys available, lubed it up, and took all of it deep into my cunt, and with my hands resting on my thighs I rode the beast that was in me like my life depended on it. I grunted and moaned with an intense look on my face as I looked in Uncle Terry's direction. Still chewing on a sausage roll he came up to me and tightened my boy-tit clamps. He had to have tightened them a lot as I was feeling a pain in them I had not felt before. He then yanked on the chain very hard. A pleasure-pain coursed through my body as I looked up at Uncle Terry with the intense look on my face growing and me riding the toy even harder. By now he was fully erect. Not as girthy as Sir, but definitely longer, with the both of them measuring 8.5" in length by 6.5" girth for Sir vs 12" in length by 5" in girth for Uncle Terry. He looked over at Sir... - Fuck, this is one hot and nasty cute pig you have here Doug mate. - Thanks Terry mate. But remember, no touching. No man is allowed to touch him during his first year of training. - Best things come to those who wait. He stood next to me beating off his 12" toxic meat whilst drinking his beer and chatting to Sir who was sat in his upstairs armchair. Uncle Terry put his empty beer bottle down on the floor. - Is that one dead Terry mate? - Yeah. - I've just finished mine too. Normally my boy would fetch us one, but as he is mid show I'll get us both another one. - Thanks Doug mate. Sir left the room and Uncle Terry did not waste even one hundredth of a second. He came right up to my face and slapped his poz piston hard once on each cheek. - With a highly charged poz load bursting to escape from my balls I bet you'd love this toxic Dick of mine deep inside of your neg guts, bareback, no condom, high risk... My cunt twitched and tingled, and I looked up at him and nodded as I whimpered. Was the tina turning me into no Dick and no loads refused cum slut? Either way, the contract I had signed with Sir was nowhere near my mind now! Talking of which Sir came back into the room, by which time Uncle Terry had stepped away from me. I think to cool down he went and sat on the couch albeit he kept staring at me as he drank his beer and spoke with Sir, and as I continued to ride the largest toy to hand in my meth high. It was not long before they both had finished another beer. - Terry, I'll fetch us another beer, get him blowing more clouds will you. Good man. I'm going for a piss too. - Sure thing Doug. Uncle Terry knew he had more time with me this time with Sir's added toilet break. I was now blowing more clouds and I was now so fucked up on tina I would have allowed Uncle Terry to breed me right here and now. Why did Sir allow me to get wasted on tina if he knew it would effect me this way in losing any inhibitions I did have or any rational thought, and if he knew that Uncle Terry would breed me given the chance, and that it was in my contract that even just a touch from another man was not allowed during my training? Uncle Terry stood right in front of me in my now freshly refuelled meth hazy high, beating his highly charged and fully erect meat to the poinT where a generous load of poz pre cum suddenly oozed out. I stuck my tongue out to which he stepped forward where my tongue immediately made contact with the underbelly of Uncle Terry's throbbing toxic shaft and licked up and over the piss slit to lap up all that delicious salty poz pre cum. I then licked over the head to his Dick as I looked up at his deep set eyed face. Taking one hand he placed it behind my head and pushed it forward, forcing my mouth onto this fucker's poz piston. Sir was teaching me pretty well with the whole gag reflex so I managed alongside my intense meth horned up state to take in a full 8" into my mouth before the gag reflex started to kick in. At the first sigh of choking Uncle Terry pulled his toxic Dick out of my mouth.... - You really are a fucking nasty whore. Contract already broken. But don't worry, I won't be saying anything. He sat down back onto the couch and continued beating his virulent poz piston. Sir came in some more cool beers, some extra warm savoury snacks, and he knew that I would be needing it.... A bigger dildo to ride on. The biggest of the four available to me during the evening so far was 9" in length and thin. The one Sir had just now brought in what a 13"er in length and girthy. Perfect to show Uncle Terry I could take him balls deep. Could I? And so the show went on with Sir and Uncle Terry eating, drinking, chatting, laughing, watching me, and myself continuing to fuck myself. The longest length I had ever taken in my cunt happened to be with Sir when he used a 11" in length dildo on me once a week ago. Would I be breaking a record? Well, yes, in no time at all that 13" girthy toy was rammed deep in me, every last millimeter. Sir and Uncle Terry were getting very low on their beers again and Sir was about to ask if more was needed for his sexy guest when.... Sir's mobile phone rang. - It's brother Keith, I have to take this. Sir left the room to take the call. Keith was Sir's 60 year old brother who Sir was close with and they had even more contact in recent months as their mother had a moderate stroke three months ago, and Keith was the main carer for her. Uncle Terry knew Sir and his family very well, as Terry met Doug on the club circuit in 1987 when Doug was a mere twink at age 19 years old, and Terry had just turned 30. So in 36 years of knowing the family Uncle Terry knew all too well that the call that Sir would be having now with his brother Keith would be lasting at least one hour minimum!

Part 8; ''Contracts'' Some might say that cleaning Sir's Dick was a bit of a mistake as when I started to clean it, it was in a semi erect state. And now? He was fully erect again! How could this be. He'd only just cum a short while ago. - You've done such a good job boy I think you should get on Sir's chair with him, facing him, and sit on his Dick. I needed no more encouragement, and I hopped on for the ride, my cunt impaled on his Fuck Weapon balls deep. He put his cigar on the table, wrapped his arms around me, and thrust his pelvis upwards to fuck me slowly as we kissed passionately. I moaned in ecstasy through the kissing and fucking. What more could a pig want. - Now I understand more how hungry your cunt is boy, it is doing it a disservice having you on your LSD come K high, having my cum blasted deep into your guts, and only having my Dick in it. You deserve more. He reached over for the K bottle and measured out another small dose, and bam, down went my third dose. - Ugh, so damn bitter. He stood up with me impaled on his Dom Dick and he carried me over the the sling, threw me in, restrained my ankles and wrists, and continued to fuck me. Only fifteen minutes or so had passed when... - I'm becoming numb again in my cunt, Sir. He gave me a knowing smile, got the crisco, and got to work Fisting my hungry cunt again. For the next several hours we alternated our play between Fisting and fucking, the sling and being on the vinyl covered mattress, with plenty of passionate kissing, and sweat! We were near the end of our session, and at nearly 8am we had been going all night. I was now lying in the sling getting Fisted... - How far are you now Sir, at your elbow? - About half way up my bicep, boy. He unrestrained me and took me over to the vinyl covered mattress, put me on my back and entered me with my legs in the air and wrapped around him as his body was close to mine with his face close to my face too... Nothing could stop my destiny! - Fucking hell pig, you are super loose now, I can barely feel your cunt even touch my Dick now. My favourite. Let's make it so you are loose all the time. - FUCK YES PLEASE, Sir. I'd LOVE my fag-cunt to be permanently trashed. - So, if I was t☣️xic and not on meds now you would not care if I came deep inside your piggy guts now? - No Sir, I would not care. Was that me, or the drugs, or both talking? - Damn. That's fucked up. I have a very good friend. Terry. 66 years old. I know he is highly charged. He said to me the other day over a beer that his current viral load is.... I don't know what exactly, I am sure he said it is over 14 million now. I know he'd like you. Would you care if he fucked you without a condom and came deep inside of your cunt? - If it was what you wanted I would not care. I am here to serve you, Sir. He withdrew from me and wandered off. Upon his return a few moments later his executioner hood had been replaced with a Gas Mask, but he was still in his Leather Waistcoat and knee length Police Boots. He flipped me back onto al fours but this time he had my head so it rested on the vinyl covered mattress, my forearms resting either side of my head, and my head facing the mirror. We now both went quiet, and all you could hear now was the squelching coming from my one cum load, well fucked and very well fisted cunt, and his Vader sounding breath from the Gas Mask. Taking a firm hold of my hips he launched into an immediate firm and steady fast paced hard fuck. A few short minutes went by and Sir's pace quickened. The grip on my hips tightened, Sir's breathing became erratic, he slammed in and held his Fuck Weapon deep inside my piggy-fag guts as his Gas Mask covered head tilted upwards and once again I heard his almighty roar. And this pig was getting load number two! The nipple clamps were now released from my weeping boy-tits, a butt plug was planted into my now gaping cunt, and we both went to his bed. He slept soundly. Me, well, not so well... I was still high! Once he woke up he without saying a word rolled me onto my front, took out the butt plug, entered me, and fucked me for a few minutes until he shot his load. And that would be part of my job description as his soon to be live in house boy, to give up my body to his desires anytime he wanted to have me. I could never say no. Not that I would want to. Over the next week I recovered from my night of chem play, quit my job, quit my flat share, signed the two contracts for two years for being a live in house boy and for being a sub in training, and moved in with Sir. Oh, and in that time my little boy-tits had time to crust over and heal. They definitely were bigger now than before. The sub training contract stipulated that I were to make myself available for 8 hour training sessions 3 times a week on a Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday starting at 8pm after a 1 hour forced workout (usually focusing in on building up my glutes to being even more beefy and muscular than they already were) to take place in the cellar play-dungeon which would always include; fucking, fisting, rimming (me to Sir), breeding, tit workouts with the clamps and other tit devices to give me those huge pig-tits Sir knew that would look great on me, toy play, etc. Not all training sessions were to be with hard Chems, sometimes just poppers. I'd still do my own workouts at the gym on Monday, Wednesday, and Sunday. The rest of the time was to train my mind how to in short live and breath being a sub in every waking and sleeping moment. I also signed my name to the fact that no other man was allowed to touch me for at least the first year which Sir would then review. He did little to my knowledge have a plan tucked up his sleeve for the 1 year review! The house boy contract stipulated that I was in charge of all the cleaning, cooking, and serving of food. Sir was in charge of ordering what we needed. I would also clean Sir's Leathers and act as a table if he was desiring to use me as such at such a particular time. And of course not forgetting the boot shining -- I was good at that, and I loved it! It was a Wednesday and I had been living with Sir and being trained by him for two and a half weeks now. My little boy-tits were becoming more accustomed to the training into getting them bigger, and my cunt was definitely becoming much looser. Last night's training session there were no Chems involved, just some poppers. Sir and I were having breakfast. - Remember the first night we had together I told you about my very good friend Terry. - Yes Sir, I remember what you said about him very well. - He will be coming over this evening at 8pm. When you get home from the gym where you would normally have your two hour window of ''you time'', you will do a warm water enema which you know how to do by yourself now, and go down to the cellar. We'll be having a bonus training session with the toys to make your cunt nice and loose for when my special guest is here. - But Sir, I thought... - Go on boy. - I thought no man was to touch me for at least the first year of my training. - Correct. I want you freshly opened up as you will not just be serving us food and drinks, but you will be putting on a toy show for us.

Part 7; ''Beach Balls and Flying Piglets'' - Do I have your permission to speak Sir? - Go on boy, what is it? - My answer is yes Sir. - Your answer is yes to what? - To being properly trained by you as the best sub you could ever desire to own, and being your live in house boy. - Even after the HARD fuck you just received? - Especially so Sir. You gave this faggot what he deserved, what he craved, what he needed. - Let's take a short break pig. I'm going for a smoke. Always choose in life what makes you happy. Sir went to his arm chair, relit his cigar and puffed away watching me, wasted on the mattress. I was knelt parallel to the mirror and my inner being immediately connected with the fact that I was drug fucked, a Dom was using me and most likely had not finished with me tonight just yet. With one hand I tugged hard on the chain to my boy-tits clamp, and with my other hand I stuffed as much of my hand as I could up my cunt. Soon my hands fell away from what they were doing and I rolled onto my back where I was now hallucinating brightly coloured (orange, yellow, and red) balls float all around the room. This eventually had me pointing at what I was seeing and giggling. - What's so funny boy? - Those red, yellow, and orange coloured beach balls floating around the room, they look fun. - I had better come and play with them with you, then, hadn't I. Sir came to the vinyl covered mattress, flipped me onto all fours again, entered my now much looser and battered cunt balls deep and fucked me firmly and slowly as he held onto my rubber harness. After fucking me like this for a while he pulled me upright and wrapped his arms around me tightly as he slowly fucked me with the slow upward thrusts of his pelvis. He spoke into my ear... - You are such a good boy. I am very happy you are coming to live with me as my live in house boy, and to officially be trained as my sub. In my LSD come K high it felt like we were in this embrace and position fucking for days. I did not want it to end. His beefy hairy body against mine, holding me tight, using me, having his dick buried deep inside of me, taking basically what was his. I was in pure hog heaven. - I really want you to cum inside me.... Are you sure you are undetectable Sir? - Don't worry boy, I can assure you I am undetectable! I closed my eyes as we continued to fuck in this tight unison Sir-sub grip. - I desperately want your cum in me Sir. And I wouldn't care if you were t☣️xic. I would want it deep in my guts even if you were detectable. - My my, someone is a hungry pig. I opened my eyes again, and had now started to hallucinate seeing little flying piglets chasing after the floating beach balls in the air causing me to once again giggle. - What is making you giggle boy? - Little flying piglets chasing the floating beach balls Sir. They look so funny...... 🔴🐷🟡🐖🟠🐽 It was now time for Sir to unload his balls. He pushed me forward again so I was on all fours and my arms were straightened out below my shoulders with clenched fists to hold me up for support, with my lower back arched out so my ass was pushed out. Sir held onto my rubber harness and commenced fucking me again, this time still all the way in and all the way to the tip and so on, but the rhythm was that on the inward stroke he was only pausing for about half a second not a few seconds, and when he reached the tip of his Dom Dick to my gripping cunt lips there was not the few second pause like earlier but an immediate firm and hard inward stroke. I could sense he had gone from third to fifth gear.... - So are you telling me that if I was unmedicated you'd allow me to fuck you without a condom? - Yes Sir - And if I had a viral load that was in the tens of millions you'd allow me to shoot my seed deep into your piggy neg guts? I replied by turning my head and looking into the mirror we were parallel to. He sensed what I had done and looked into the mirror too, locating my eyes, and once he did he looked into them, scanning for my inner being to speak to him. And I did with my eyes and face animating with a strong firm nod for ''YES'' He turned his head so it faced forwards, let go of my harness and positioned his arms either side of me with fists clenched onto the vinyl mattress, and his pace shot to sixth gear, fucking me with a fast and determined pace.... - Oh fuck.... I'm gonna cum - Breed me Sir. - FUCK.... I'm gonna cum. - Flood my faggot guts with your hot seed, Sir. He slammed in for the final stroke and holding in balls deep, with his head thrusting upwards as he roared.... 💦💦💦💦 *GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNT* 💦💦 💦💦 His hips released their tension seeing his Fuck Weapon release out of my faggot cunt a few inches, then.... THRUST back in balls deep and holding. This happened a few times until he became more and more spent. As he further came out of the orgasm phase he came back upright, held onto my hips, and with his still fully erect Dom Dick fucked me slowly. As he fucked me like this he spoke.... - Fuck boy, you are one super hot nasty pig. You're MINE now aren't you fag-boy? - Yes Sir. And I cannot wait to work for you and to be trained by you. I promise to be your loyal, obedient, subservient, hard working fag-boy. He withdrew his Fuck Weapon out of my now well used cummy-cunt and went for a puff on his cigar on his arm chair. I know I needed a lot of training, but I already had a good idea of certain things Sir liked so I crawled over to him and without a word I looked into his eyes, took a hold of his gorgeous thick Dom Dick that was semi erect now, and took to cleaning it, using my tongue swirling around and from base to tip, and tip to base. - One of many things I like about you boy - Initiative!

Part 6; ''Golden Feathers and Drool'' He again slid back in balls deep but this time did not pull out, instead he looked up at me and leaned in to once again kiss me passionately and deep. As we kissed he rocked his hips to fuck me and I moaned loudly with my cries of ecstasy muffled with our deep kissing. A while later I again watched him as he watched the length of his shaft slowly slide all the way in and all the way out.... - Sir, I... - Yes boy. - I am unable to feel much of anything again. - How do you feel? - Just like earlier.... Super calm and serene, feeling like I am floating, happy, very relaxed, but loss of sensation in my limbs and to a great extent my cunt. He immediately got to work on Fisting me again. But instead of doing an hour non stop he stopped after half an hour to quickly put a drop of something onto my tongue. Then straight away back to Fisting me again. Fifteen minutes had now passed since the unknown drop of fluid was put onto my tongue.... - Want to know what I gave you on your tongue a moment ago? - Yes Sir. What was it? - A little something extra to go with your K. This time.... LSD. You are going to love this trip. He worked on stretching my cunt for another half an hour at which point the K buzz started to wear off again but I was beginning to come up on the LSD.... - I am really feeling you stretching me again Sir. Back to halfway up your forearm. - No boy. Almost at my elbow. I started to giggle, and feel euphoric. - A-ha, I see what's happening, the LSD is kicking in. Let's get you in a more suitable position. He lifted me out of the sling and told me to go the the vinyl covered mattress where I was to get on al fours. It felt like I floated onto the mattress. On all fours I had my arms stretched out in front of me with my hands clenched up in fists to give me sturdy support, and I arched out my lower back to push my beefy ass out for the taking. Sir came up behind me and positioned his Dom fuck weapon Dick at my now gaping wide cunt hole, slid in the head to his shaft, grabbed hold of my peachy hips, but before he could slam in balls deep the LSD had to be heard.... - I feel feathers on my hips... I am being held onto by a pair of feathers.... Look Sir, there are thousands of golden feathers floating through the red mist around us. Sir knew I was on a good trip so joined in with my visual hallucinations, joining me on my magic carpet ride if you will. He slammed in super hard and balls deep into my guts causing me to grunt and thrust forwards. Remaining balls deep he pulled my body upright using my rubber harness and fucked me like this, his pelvis thrusting hard as it could on each HARD inward stroke. I was now high on K and LSD with my cunt getting a good hard pounding with a steady fast pace. He had stamina! - Look at all of those Golden feathers boy, so many are landing on your beautiful torso, look at them - Yes Sir, they're twinkling against my skin as they land. In my tripping state I tried to pick these golden feathers off of my glistening sweaty body, and in my head I was doing just that. Sir abruptly pushed me forwards again so my clenched fists were now directly below my shoulders to support my body weight. In this position he had a bigger range of movement and with that he took a firm grip of my rubber harness and started to fuck me.... HARD.... and FAST. - Yes, you take that fat Dick faggot boy. Fucked up on K and LSD, tripping out of your faggot brains.... Take it you CUNT! And without taking a break for a single second nor slowing down he fucked me fast and aggressively for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was a good fifteen minutes which is long enough to brutally fuck someone without mercy. He finally stopped to catch his breath, and went to slowly slide out with the intention of slowly sliding back in again, and so forth, but when he slid out to the tip.... - Fuck pig, I think you are bleeding a little. He pulled the tip of his Dick out, stood up, and commanded... - Clean me up boy. - YES Sir. I got on my knees and with my alpha stud towering above me I cleaned him up, licking up and down and around his throbbing thick veiny fuck shaft. Once he was satisfied with my service he positioned the tip of his Dom Dick into my mouth, took a hold of the back my head, and slid in. I couldn't take the whole length (that one needed practice) and he was so thick I had difficulty taking it, but I did my best as he now face fucked my mouth. He started off slow and built to a pace where he was now thrusting in harder and deeper, and even though I was not taking in the whole length I began to gag, choke, and splutter, my spit drooling out of my mouth and onto the vinyl sheet below, and Sir's boots too. The Dom Dick was released from my mouth where I fought to catch my breath. Sir took a hold of my hair and yanked it so my head was forced upwards so I had no option but to look at him... - You are a good little cock sucker, aren't you fag-boy? - Yes Sir. He spat on my face then thrust his face fuck weapon back into my mouth, and immediately took to face fucking me with brutality. And as he did... - That's it cock sucker, you take it, fucking take it. And if you officially become my houseboy and Sir's sub in training we will be getting rid of that gag reflex. Again I found myself gagging, choking, with more of my drool falling onto the vinyl sheet below and again onto Sir's boots. He walked off and returned with a riding crop. - You've dirtied my boots, get on all fours and clean up that mess, faggot. - Yes Sir. As I licked up my own saliva he repeatedly struck my beefy hairy ass cheeks with the riding crop, as to tell me that it is unacceptable to dirty up his boots. I could not agree more. One thing I wanted to learn is to not gag. After boot shining Sir's boots for some time he told me to kneel upright so bum hairy beefy ass cheeks rested on my heels as he inspected my work. - Good job boy. You are very fastidious. Good boy. Sir patted me on my head, and I looked up at him looking down at me with a look of satisfaction to my work, and a contentedness of having such a cute subservient obedient slutty pig by his side.

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Then he told me why the guy claimed to have a ten inch cock My friend of course knew that in the past I had been a complete slut and definitely a size queen and figured I would love to have the chance at a cock like that When I saw the guy was on grindr later that day I didn't hesitate to hit him up and didn't take long for us to decide that we really needed to get together unfortunately because of my partner wasn't able to that day but we continued chatting The next day I had my chance my partner was working so I had the time she of course knows I'm with men on the side but has rules one of which me being with them can't take time away from me being with her but I had hours while she was working Even though was excited was also a little cautious despite telling me my friend was right and that he did have 10 inches he wouldn't send me a pic of it and his profile pic wasn't very attractive he was very skinny with long kinda greasy looking hair he also didn't have a car which is unusual in this area but I agreed to meet up with him There were more signs something was odd when he sent me the location to pic him up at it was at a business I knew wasn't open that day and not in great part of town many homeless stay in that area at night When I got there my fears were proved right he came out from a stand of bushes with his backpack and a blanket and I told myself thus wasn't going to happen I didn't want to be rude so I got out of my truck and introduced myself and even though I had decided I wasn't going to fuck him I went ahead and had him get in the truck since I had said I would take him to Walmart so he could get some money a friend had wired to him As we drove we talked a little and he started asking where we would go after Walmart he knew I couldn't host and obviously he didn't have a place I know several good cruising spots of course but hemmed and hawwed a little since at that point I was planning on backing out all I could think of is possible risks of letting a homeless man fuck me He could tell I wasn't likely to go through with it and I'm sure he knew why but he also knew what to do to change a man's mind As we git closer to Walmart he began rubbing his crotch as we talked his pants were thin and pretty loose so it was very obvious when his cock began growing with his attention and the bulge was impressive When we were just pulling into the parking lot he pulled the waist of his pants down and let it all slip out The guy hadn't been lying though not even fully hard yet it was at least ten inches and about as thick as a redbull cN maybe a bit more it was by far the biggest cock I have seen on a white guy outside of porn and only a few black men I had been with in Arizona could match him Once I was parked he pulled his pants up and got out of the truck to go into the store. I had been telling myself that once I got him there I would come up with an excuse for why I had to leave but I couldn't get that cock out of my head so a waited for him I told myself I was just going to be a nice guy and give him a ride back over to the side of town he had been staying in he was a homeless guy after all and not attractive no way was I having sex with him After about 15 minutes he came back to the truck and got in he even said he was surprised I had waited since he had noticed I hadn't seemed that into it We hadn't even left the parking lot when he was again rubbing his crotch and in less than a block he had his cock out again this time rubbing his hand slowly up and down this time I got a very good look though still not fully hard it was everything he had promised and a little more not only was it big it was uncircumcised I admit at that point I lost all my willpower and found myself Taking a turn that would take us to one of my favorite places to park with guys And as I drove he moved closer to me and took my hand and placed it on his cock As I rubbed his cock while driving and felt it get fully hard another concern came to me for a little over a year I hadn't had anything bigger that a finger in my ass until the last few weeks and of the guys I had been with the biggest was only average for a white guy it had been a very long time since had a monster cock like his Again I almost backed out this time because of his cock size but as I ran my hand up and down his shaft I knew I wouldn't be able to say It was a few miles to the parking area a little used parking lot for some hiking trails with a convenient little corner nobody can see you in unless they drive super close and the only people I had seen there were other guys like me Most of the time when park there just lay the seats all the way back and play I. The cab he of course had other ideas I had backed my truck into the parking spot to be able to be sure nobody snuck up on us but he hoped out and walked around the back of the truck At first I thought he had to pee or something first but I felt him put the tailgate down and he started motioning me to co e back there I was a little nervous but grabbed the bag I keep for hookups out if the back seat and joined him behind the truck and opened the bag getting out some lube and condoms Now I almost always bottom raw in fact had been almost five years since a man fucked me wearing a condom but always keep some on my truck because many of the guys I top insist I use them I really wanted to feel him fuck me bare but wasn't willing to risk it I knew he was homeless and he told me he would have sex with men just for a place to stay a night or 2 and didn't know if he was I to drugs so wasn't a risk I was willing to take The guy wasted no time with foreplay he simply spun me so I was facing the truck and pulled my gym shorts down then with one hand lightly pushed meso I was bent over the tailgate while his other hand began lubing my ass The guy was obviously very used to having to get guys ready for his giant cock because he took his time I felt first one than two finally three of his fingers lossening me up for him when he finally removed his hand I heard him open a condom package and looked back to see him putting it on that's when I noticed a problem The condoms I had were of course meant for me to use and were sized for my cock which is only six inches on him it was very tight and only covered two thirds of it He didn't let that bother him he git in behind me and put the tip against my hole then after asking if I was ready he began pushing it in Even after his prep work he had to push hard to get it into me after the first few inches I wondered if I had .are a mistake it felt like he was going to rip me open In the past when I had been with well hung guys they usually got a few inches in then began to fuck me their cocks getting deeper as the sex went on but he had a different idea he just kept pushing it slowly and steadily deeper I could tell he planned on bottoming out before the sex really As he pushed it in it was all I could do to just take it it had been a long time since felt that stretched and even stopped breathing a few times in discomfort But finally he had all ten inches in me and he stopped just stood there behind me for a minute I thought so I could have time to get used to it though later learned it was because he was filming then without a word he started moving again At first was going pretty slow alternating from long strokes to shirt ones but he slowly began picking up his pace and the short strokes were less frequent then the condom broke Cursing little he pulled out and peeled off the broken condom and I watched impatiently as he put a new one on Once rewrapped he got back behind and was able to re-enter no problem this time though he went right to it he held nothing pulling it almost all the way and shoving it all the way back he also started talking telling me how tight my pushy was what a dirty little fag I was a cum slut that loved his cock By then I was accustomed enough to his cock I still felt stretched but also felt like heaven my own smaller cock was rock hard The I felt it the second condom broke and I felt him get ready to pull out but this time I stopped him I was so very close to Cumming just from the feel of his cock so I reached back grabbed his arm and told himto keep going That must have really turned him on because he started fucking me harder and faster and talking more asking if I liked his dirty homeless cock asking if I wanted him to breed my dirty faggot pushy the said aren't you even going to ask if I'm clean than told me hadn't bee. Tested in over year All I could do is answer back yes I a dirty little fag I. His little batch I wanted his homeless seed After about five minutes of that I felt his strokes get shorter and his cock get Harder than he asked if I wanted him to cum in me. Without hesitating I just said one word yes Almost as soon as the word left my mouth hw grabbed my hips pushed all the way in and I felt his cock start to pulse as he came deep inside me for about 10 seconds at almost the same time my own cock shot my load all over the ground For almost a minute we both stayed in that position me bent over my tailgate him behind his cock slowly getting softer in my ass Finally I had to stand up straight I had lost track of time but had been bent over like that for half an hour and back was starting to get sore he pulled out and let me up I look over at him he was still breathing a bit hard and his cock was still out even mostly soft bigger than mine I also noticed a little blood on it even prepping me the way he had he had ripped me some We didn't really say much just cleaned ourselves up a little and got ready to head back when an idea struck me after I found out he did have a license I had him drive while I got into the passenger seat Giving guys road head has always been a turn on for me and there is no way I wasn't going to try it on a cock that big So as we drove a pulled his still limp cock out and lowered my mouth over it I had never been with a uncircumcised guy before so sucking him was a unique situation for me Honestly that soo. After sex I didn't really expect him to get hard again figured I would suck it a little it would feel good for him but that would be about it I was wrong by the time we git back to where he had slept the night he was fully hard I was going to have him drive to another place I knew but he said not to worry he parked my truck and lead me to the bushes he had co.e out of earlier once back inside the brush saw he had a well hidden. Spot and he also didn't have it to himself another homeless guy was asleep on a blanket in no time I was on my hands and knees with him one again balls deep in me this time I had no problem taking him as we fucked the other guy woke up and began watching taking his own cock out and rubbing it In other situations the other man's cock would have gotten .e instantly excited it was about eight inches and fairly thick but compared to the one that once again stretching my ass it was nothing the two homeless men began talking as the first one fuck with him telling his friend what a cumslut I was and again calling me a dirty whore and a fag At a certain point he told me his friend wasn't gay but would love a blow job so I found myself on my hands and knees in some bushes with a ten inch homeless cock in my ass and an eight inch in my mouth The second guy didn't last long I had only sucked him for maybe two minutes when he held my head hard against him as his cum went down. My throat It was almost an hour before they first guy was ready to cum again and I admit I was starting to get more than a little sore the whole second time he had been fucking me hard fast and deep though my own cock was hard again as well When he was about ready to cum he told me to start stroking my cock he wanted us to cum together so I did but he hadn't given me enough warning and I wasn't there yet when I felt him Cumming in me for the second time This time he came even harder and I was able to count him spurt 12 times into me that was almost enough to make me cum right then but not quite but I kept stroking as he just knelt on his knees behind me trying to catch his breath Then out of the blue he tells me he has to piss this time his cock had gotten softer faster it was still in my ass but seemed half the size it had been but seemed to stiffen a little as he just let his bladder go and I felt hi. Filling my already cum filled ass I was a little shocked but not bad I actually enjoy piss play but had never said anything his friend however laughed and asked if he had really just pisses up my he admitted he had as he pulled out of me and I felt his piss and cum run down my leg I was still stoking my cock wanting to cum before I left when his friend said he wanted to try I looked over in time to see him with his cock in his hand aiming it at my face . Before I could say anything I felt his wam piss hi my forehead and I just went with it moving me head so he showered the whole thing even taking some in my mouth That was as much as I could take as he finished emptying his blather my own cock finally shot its second load We really didn't talk after I pulled my clothes back on got I'm my truck and left as I drove home my face smelling like piss my ass leaking piss and cum part of my mind was asking myself what I had done I had let a homeless man probably a drug addict fuck me raw not once but twice the piss in me the list of what diseases he could have given were running though my head but another part of my was wondering if I could get a third from that beautiful ten in monster

Never too loose for me....such a turn on. I have a 00 or 000gauge pa and a tight hole hurts....no thanks

That fuckin sucks. I liked that place

I've left many sites I've not been happy with. But never made a scene about it. I just closed my account so I'm not drawing attention to myself. Glad I don't have the need to be either an Overt Narcissist or a Covert Narcissist.

Thanks lil' bro @sus-tor you would have enjoyed it... you would have been the same age as Kieran, Too...

Part III b: Rebuilding the stable Vincent had a good sleep and wakes up feeling refreshed. It’s been a while since he got to break in a macho stud like Rahim. The only regret he had was that he should have saved up at least a two-day load for that. Regardless, Rahim was filled to the brim and that should knock the stallion’s pride down a peg. He hopes he played his card right and get Rahim hooked on cocks eventually, but for now he won’t expect to see him for a while. He is content with his favourite boytoy Samir for now. The week goes on uneventful with Samir coming almost everyday to get bred. He begs for Vincent’s load every time now and Vincent is pleased with his training. He can’t wait to show him off to Rafael this weekend. Vincent and Rafael go way back in college day. Rafael was older and started his post grad research when Vincent just finished his freshmen year. They met during the summer when Vincent was working at the school museum part time when Rafael was showing a campus tour around. Vincent could not take his eye off the handsome Mexican. Raf is quite light skinned, and Vincent swears he could have mistaken him for Tom Cruise from his face to his height. The difference comes when Raf smiles, and his front teeth are quite protruding. Vicent thought he looks like Tom Cruise imitating a squirrel, which frankly he finds adorable. They exchanged glances and while the tour was looking around the museum, Rafael briefly flirted with the young freshman. Vincent was quite innocent and didn’t expect Raf to be so bold as to bring him to the basement washroom. Vincent could recall his heart pounding in his chest and how meek he was to follow Rafael with his tail between his legs. Once they got to the bathroom, Rafael didn’t even bother to go into a stall but made Vincent get on his knee and fuck his throat right in the open. Vicent was scared to death of getting caught but the moment the uncut Latino cock falls out of Raf’s trouser, he got on his knee, took in the sweet scent of manhood, and dove into work. It was veiny, uncut with a pink head, and slimy with salty precum. Raf did not have a big cock, it was around the same size as Vincent, but it was rock hard and full of cum. He pumped a good salty load down Vincent’s throat, making the young jock cough a little and pulled back. He bent down, landed a passionate kiss and slipped his number into Vincent’s pocket, then hurriedly left to get back to the tour. Vincent just kneels on the bathroom’s floor stunned for a moment with a raging boner. He then got into the stall and jerked off a big load while savouring the cum taste in his throat. They met again the following day at Raf’s place, and Vincent would never forget the night he lost his ass cherry. Raf got him hooked by the finger and Vincent agreed to whatever he asked. He was gentle and caring, but Vincent’s first time was still quite painful. The jock was simply too tight and never had anything up his ass till that night. He was lucky that Raf’s cock is not thick, or he would have not been able to go to work the next day. Vincent was young but he was not that naïve. He liked Raf a lot, but it was clear after a few times that Raf prefers to stay friend rather than dating. And so Vincent did not let bottom again. Raf moved on to find another boy to break in and eventually goes out with Alejandro, another student on the same campus working for the school grocery store. Vincent was initially jealous with the Brazilian twunk. They are both dark skinned and good-looking jocks in their prime, with bubble butts that Raf commented was built to be fucked. Alejandro has a huge uncut dick that looks like those pornstars Vincent always watch, but he is born to be a bottom. Whereas Vincent struggles to take Raf, Alejandro’s cherry popping was full of ecstasy, and he was begging for Raf to go for second and third round. It took him a while, but he realizes Alejandro was a much better fit for Raf than him. Still, they stayed friends and Vincent was surprised when Raf invited him over to tag team Alejandro. Vincent was amazed and even learn a few cock-sucking tip from Alejandro. Vincent finds it amusing that Alej shows that same bubbly happy smiles he always used to greet customers at the store, except that he was greeting cocks instead. The next thing that blew his mind was when they had been spit roasting Alej for half an hour, Raf asked Vincent to lie down so Alej could ride him. Vincent was enjoying Alej fucking himself silly on the asian cock when he felt Raf pressing his dick into Alej’s hole. “Wait. Is it gonna be ok for him? We are not gonna hurt him, are we?” Vincent asked worryingly. “Nah, bro. We tried with his cock and a dildo. My only regret was that the dildo doesn’t cum.” Alej spoke with joy. And when the two cocks slid in, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Vincent took that as a cue to pound into Alej like a sewing machine. It was so tight, and the friction soon make them deposit a flood inside the Brazilian and Alej just pooled out a thick creamy batter onto Vincent’s stomach. Raf reached in front to scoop it up and fed it to Vincent, which he greedily sucked on every finger. Then when Alej climbed off their dicks and lie on his back, Raf dove in to felch out the load they pumped in. Vincent was disgusted but also turned on. “Don’t worry man. I am cleaner than our school cafeteria kitchen, haha.” Alej giggled. “Come on, have a taste.” Raf got up and guided Vincent’s hesitant head to the hole, and when the first gush of cum flow out, Vincent threw caution out the window and stuck his tongue out to welcome the sweet juice. The three made out and cuddled soaking in cum and sweat. That was eight years ago, and they have been close friends ever since. Vincent spoke to them about Samir and wanting to let the little slut explores some good old double breeding. They were all exciting to plan a surprise for the Arab twink. Suddenly, Raf calls him up a week earlier than schedule and ask if they could meet. Alej went back to Brazil for vacation and won’t be back till their surprise foursome. The slutty twunk must have been bred silly by now considering it’s pride season in Rio de Janeiro. Vincent thought maybe Raf needed some company. They usually do movie night or find another bottom to tag team when Alej is out of town. But Raf was acting weird when Vincent showed up. He looks distressed, and Vincent gets anxious. “Are you ok? Is something wrong with Alej?” Vincent asked. “Not with Alej, but something did happen. I… I don’t know who to talk to. You are the only one I could think of.” Raf said with his back turn toward Vincent. “Hey Raf, anything you need, I am here.” Vincent walks up and holds Raf’s hand. Raf sighs and bit his bottom lips, then he spoke. “Vince, I… got fucked.” His voice trembles. Vincent couldn’t believe what he heard. Raf NEVER bottomed. But he wasn’t prepared for the next line. “And he bred me, man. The fucker even shoved a buttplug in to keep the cum inside. I m full of cum now dude. What am I gonna do? What if Alej finds out?” Raf almost sobs. Vincent took a moment to collect himself and went in for a tight hug. Author's note: Thanks again for reading my stories. Vincent is still the main character so most parts will have him features in it. Would be great to keep hearing feedback. Let me know which guys are your favourite.

Part 4 - Beyond The Gates Friday morning Conrad walked up to the manor reading the text from Max that that included Harry's mobile number, he was embarrassed finding out that Max knew as well but it came as no surprise. Conrad kept going over the message and how it looked like he had broken Harry's heart, pathetic he thought affording himself a little smile the guy doesn't even know me. His mind elsewhere excited as Saturday Charlie was coming home for a couple of days, he was still racked by guilt over the way he tried to beat Conrad up and wanted to take him out for dinner. By the time he reached the gate Conrad couldn't bring himself to contact to Harry in case he thought it was a sign of interest, no matter how cute and sexy the guy is it was a step to far. He stopped himself thinking but what if he always had that outlook and never took that step. Conrad reached the greenhouse just as Simon was leaving in a hurry back to the manor. Harry walked over and kissed Jack on the cheek making Jack chuckle. "Your getting way to familiar" Jack said kissing him back on the cheek "you found your gay side yet?". Conrad smirked and sat down "Don't know" he replied "you are the only man I have kissed". "Right we have lots to do outside" Jack said gathering tools "come on pretty boy no time to sit". Conrad stood "Why all the urgency?" he asked. "Simon has guests coming Saturday until Sunday" Jack replied "got to tidy up around the pool". "This is slave labour you know" Conrad said taking his t-shirt off. Jack shook his head "Nice body" he laughed "anyway you will have to make yourself scarce for the weekend". "You mean I can't come up here?" Conrad asked looking sad. Jack pushed him out the door "You can come here just not the manor or terraces and don't be seen". They arrived on to the pool terrace and started tidying up the flowerpots and hedges making everything look presentable and perfect. The August sunshine and heat making it hard going for both of them. Simon stood at the study window watching them both hard at work in the heat and finishing his phone call. He walked over to his desk and put some money in an envelope then headed to the kitchen and grabbed some cold sodas from the fridge for Jack and Conrad. "You both look hot" Simon said then laughed more to himself "here cold drinks" he said handing them each a can. "Thanks" Conrad said opening the can and sitting on the ground. Simon handed him the envelope "A little something to say thank you for your work Conrad". "You don't need to Simon" Conrad said holding the envelope up. Simon smiled "Yes I do, can't expect you do all this work for nothing". Conrad put the envelope in his pocket "I will keep away this weekend" he said sipping the soda. "Don't be silly you can use the greenhouse but keep clear of the gardens and terrace" Simon replied. Conrad was going to stay away from the manor until Jack said they needed to graft some more plants on Saturday morning. Conrad tried all Saturday morning to get out of Jack what was going on but guessed it must be some sort of party overhearing that two helicopters would be arriving around lunchtime to drop people off in the grassy meadow at the bottom of the grounds that doubled up as a helipad every now and then. Harry arrived at the bar and Moham appeared within minutes dead on time to pick him up. Nodding in approval at how he was dressed in a smart trousers and shirt. They drove towards Chelsea then across the Thames arriving at the heliport within a few minutes. Harry stepped out of the limousine and looked at the shiny black helicopter waiting, Moham gestured for him to follow. Harry nearly wet himself in excitement approaching the large beast with the passenger door held open for them, strapped in the door was closed. They lifted off and banked over the Thames heading west following the river for several minutes before turning south west over the sprawling suburbs of London and in to the countryside. "First time in a helicopter?" Moham suddenly asked Harry. "Yes" Harry nodded "where are going?" he asked looked out the window. "Hampshire" Moham replied "another 25 minutes and we will be there". Harry nodded "Am I spending it with you?" he asked. "Maybe" Moham replied looking at him "depends who bids the most for you" he said smiling. Harry looked confusingly at Moham who explained that after dinner the group of men would bid on each guest they brought along in a silent auction and they would remain with the man until Sunday morning. Harry asked more questions and which Moham happily answered, it was the longest conversation he had ever had with him. He explained that it was purely sexual indulgence and companionship for wealthy men who could not be seen enjoying sex with other men. Harry found he liked talking with the mysterious Arab of few words and it helped him feel more at ease with Moham. Harry looked at Moham "The other night" he said unable to know what to say "thank you". Moham looked at him curiously "For what?" he asked. "You know, letting me enjoy sex with you" Harry said bumbling his words a little. Moham smiled "I needed to enjoy myself rather than just release my load" he replied. Harry nodded and looked out of the window "I actually enjoyed you sexing me" Moham said. "Same here" Harry replied turning to Moham "I mean well you know what I mean" he said embarrassed a little. "Don't read anything in to it Harry" Mohan said looking at him "I am married and have children". "Of course" Harry said "but maybe we can do it like again sometime?" he asked. Moham chuckled "Maybe" he simply replied, in truth Moham was getting to like Harry. "So will you be bidding on me?" Harry asked making Moham laugh. "Of course" Moham replied "I may not win but don't worry you will still make a lot of money". Harry looked at him "More than the other night?" he asked noticing the helicopter descending. Moham smiled "Ah yes you get 50% of the winning bid as a thank you" he said. Harry sat there dumbstruck for a moment "Invites like this are very, very rare Harry" Moham told him. "I am not surprised" Harry replied "thank you for inviting me". Moham looked out of the window "So what is it with you and this other blond guy?" he asked. "Conrad. I just don't know" he replied "I think I fell in love with someone I don't know" Harry said looking at Moham. Moham laughed "The straight guy who is not so straight after I finished with him" he said smiling. "I mistook his twin brother for him and dobbed him in it big time" Harry said shaking his head. Moham chuckled "Now that is the funniest thing I have heard in a long time" he said. "It is not funny" Harry said looking serious but laughed realising how funny it really. Harry knew that it probably wasn't that funny for Conrad being the person who would have to explain things he didn't think he would ever need to. Conrad heard a helicopter approaching and peered out in to the garden before Jack pulled him back reminding him to be discreet. Harry and Moham walked across the lawn to meet Simon, Harry could hardly believe his eyes looking at the toned body of this man and immediately put him on his secret to do list. Simon saw a very wild charm in Harry and knew who he was going to bid hard for him tonight. Conrad watched the helicopter rising above the trees and flying off whilst he packed his books away and said good bye to Jack and that he would pop in at lunchtime tomorrow to finish off. Walking around the side of the manor to the gates he quickly hid behind the wall as a limousine arrived then darted out of the gate. Completely oblivious that Harry was only meters away from him. There were 10 at the table for dinner, 5 wealthy men and 5 not so wealthy hot men ranging from Harry's 19 or known as 'E' to Greg's 26 known as 'A', no names were allowed to be known amongst the group. The rules were each man had one bid on each guy, minimum bid was £10k and maximum £100k. Jack as usual would oversee the bidding and would then take each guy to the winning mans bedroom at 10pm. The bids could only be made in increments of £10k a go, in the event of a tied bid the guy they were bidding on would choose a name out of a bag and hand it to Jack without reading it. The men left the dining room and went to the study to place their bids having got to know each of the guys around the table over dinner. Harry seemed to be the only nervous one there plus the youngest. Jack looked at the bids and sure enough 'E' had three bids of £100k each, he took the bid notes and put them in a black bag and called 'E' out of the lounge. Harry picked one bid note out of the bag and was tempted to read it but handed it to Jack. Jack looked at Harry and winked "Three high bids for you" he said smirking. Harry laughed "Did you bid on me?" he asked "I would love to be in bed with you". Jack smiled "No I don't bid, but maybe you leave me your number before you go" he said. No one knew the results and the men headed up to their rooms. Several minutes later Jack took Harry out of the lounge and up the staircase opening the double doors to the master suite. Simon laid there on the bed propped up waiting then drew the biggest smile on his face seeing Harry walk through the doors. Jack closed the doors behind him leaving Simon and Harry alone, poor kid he thought to himself grinning. Harry couldn't have been happier seeing the man entirely naked on the bed, shedding his clothes quickly he hopped on the bed standing either side of Simon's body looking down at him and rubbing his cock. Simon laid back looking up at the young body enjoying the little tease show. Simon moaned loudly feeling Harry's foot playing with his balls and hardening cock 'come down here' he commanded. Harry lowered himself down and instantly locked lips with him kissing frantically and wildly, rolling around on the bed. He sat on top of Simon running his hands up along the muscular chest and hair. Yeah he thought to himself, Moham would have been a comfort but too painful to enjoy but this he could handle and was looking forward to enjoying sex with him. Simon flipped Harry on to his stomach laying on top of him grinding his cock up against Harry's hole 'Time for some real fun' he said between kisses on the back of Harry's neck, slowly he moved lower and lower down the back and the peachy coloured firm young buttocks. His tongue slipping between the arse cheeks on a treasure hunt, Harry moaned feeling the tongue hitting the spot. Simon was driven wild lashing his tongue out of the young hole knowing full well he intended on breeding the boy up good. Pulling Harry up on his knees and reaching between the perfectly formed thighs Simon found Harry's cock, it was hard and throbbing already leaking precum under the foreskin. Gently massaging the cock hearing Harry moan in pleasure Simon continued lapping at the beautiful hole, slowly he slid a single finger into the moistened hole that clamped around it the further he worked it in. Harry made little pleasing moans and groans feeling a second finger teasing his hole open wider. Simon's dick throbbed so much it hurt 'You want to me fuck you?" he asked and Harry nodded mumbling 'Yes, fuck me' before moaning louder the deeper his fingers penetrated him. Simon kneeled up pressing the broad tip of his uncut cock against the spit moistened hole, he prodded and teased listening to the sweet moans Harry made. He was about to go in rubbing harder against the hole 'Condom' Harry called out pointing the bedside table where packets of lube and condom sat. Impatiently he leaned over and picked up a condom and several packets of lube, well versed in this situations he knew what to do. Fighting the urge to hold Harry down and take him anyway, the last thing he wanted to do was frighten the young lad off. Tearing open the packet he rolled the condom down over his toxic pre-cum covered head and shaft. Opening the lube he liberally applied it to Harry's hole working it in with his finger quite roughly that he seemed to enjoy. Simon lined up to his arsehole and pushed hard forcing his way partly in ignoring Harry's yelp and initial discomfort. He was caught by surprise with the force of the mans penetration trying to relax his arse. Grabbing Harry's hips he pushed all the way in to the hilt finishing off with several rough thrusts then resting balls-deep and looking at the quaint arse stretched around his cock. Inching forward and forcing Harry down he laid on top pinning him on the bed and grinding his hips, he loved hearing the pleasing moans and revelled how the hole gripped and clenched tight against his cock. He kissed Harry's neck feeling him squirming in delight under his body. Slowly drawing his hips back until only the tip of his cock remained in him he let gravity take over knocking the air out of Harry mid moan pushing up to the hilt harder this time. Unsure if he was in agony or pleasure, Simon's body weight prevented him moving. His hips began bouncing off Harry's arse forcing his legs to spread wider in response, his cock ploughed with wet slapping sounds. Harry raised his head delirious from pleasure 'fuck me' he pleaded like a desperate sex starved person. His fingers grabbing Harry by the back of his neck holding him down he pounded hard and fast, the clenching around his cock coming and going in spasms as it loosened up to the relentless pounding tearing away at his arse. The needy groans driving Simon into thoroughly fucking the lad giving him a taste of what was to come. Slowing down Simon kneeled and pulled Harry with him back to his knees, his head buried in the pillow wallowing in enjoyment. He looked down to where his condom covered cock was pummelling at the hole, close to coming he needed to rip the condom off and really get going and enjoy himself. He moved in to slow long strokes letting the lad savour and enjoy the full length and girth albeit restrained by the latex covering. He continued moaning and pushing his arse back on to Simon's cock, the lad was so needy and ready. Adding a slap to his left arse cheek Harry arched his back and squealed in delight. His hands still gripping on to the hips he began to pull all the way out then plunge back in roughly, Harry pounded the bed grunting and moaning loudly. Repeating over and over adding a slap to alternative arse cheeks and teasing Harry's hole keeping him guessing as to what was coming next. Pulling out his hand gripped the base of his cock slapping the head hard against the winking hole, the ring now bright pink and starting to gape inviting him in. Simon groaned plunging back in pulling Harry back spearing him deeper. Harry threw down all his defensives rendering himself in to a full fuck slut begging to be fucked. Hearing him beg for his cock just made Simon harder slipping out of the needy hole. The hole seemed to pulse with each heartbeat and he couldn't resist the temptation any longer grinding the head against bright pink hole he needed to feel he real sensation of the this lads arse around his cock. Slapping him again he plunged deep in to the needy slut moaning out loud and pressing his face harder against the pillow to muffle his own sounds. Pulling out and hooking the thumb of his free hand under the band of the condom he gave another slap to disguise the snap of the condom being ripped off in one swift movement then dropping it to the floor. Quickly plunging back in and giving his arse another slap to distract any noticeable change he may have felt in his arse. Already the toxic pre-cum rubbed against his anal wall, Simon groaned grinding his bare cock in the arse and moving in several long strokes he looked at the stretched hole lovingly surrounding his naked cock and slapping each arse cheek for good measure. He was waiting for Harry to beg him to fuck him and teased his arse with several hard thrusts then long strokes, he didn't need to wait for long for Harry to raise his head 'Please fuck me' he cried out 'fuck me' he said over and over. Simon grinned behind him 'Want me to breed your arse?' he asked thrusting in balls-deep 'Oh god yes breed me, fuck me' Harry desperately urged. Not needing any more invitation Simon repositioned his hips leaking more toxic pre-cum and using his weight to drive in deep forcing Harry back on to his stomach. Clamping his legs open by hooking his feet under Harry's legs Simon was deep inside there was no bouncing this time. His hips moved up and down rapidly grinding and fucking away deep in his arse. Completely unaware he had given the man permission to breed him, he was so far gone through his own need to get fucked and enjoy the moment. Simon switched in to breeding mode he wanted to take this lad and give him his DNA and toxic load that had been building in his balls, he didn't care if he was neg or poz but guessed he was neg when asking him to wear a condom. He had him pinned down and begging to be fucked that was all he needed. He was trying not to think that he was stealthing him knowing that would make him blow his load to quickly, instead he focused back to Harry leaning forward and kissing him. Sweat trickled down his back fucking Harry as hard as he could, his hands gripping his shoulders tighter with each thrust burying his poz cock deeper. Harry moaned in to the pillow loving each thrust and every minute of this mans sex, the smell of his sweat assaulting his nostrils like a drug. Harry moaned louder feeling his cock pulsing out of nowhere and firing his load in to the sheet under him. His hole suddenly squeezed down hard in a series of contractions his body shuddered and bucked up against Simon's cock. The heightened stimulation against his cock sent him over, rearing up growling then grunting in pleasure he gave several more thrusts pushing against the constricting hole. Trapping the lad underneath Simon began to ejaculate his toxic seed deep inside painting the neg hole, each bucking down indicating another volley of cum saturating the lads arse. Moaning in sheer pleasure Simon ground his cock in the lads hole ensuring a proper breeding took place. Both their bodies relaxing and catching their breath Simon kissed Harry's neck and slowly pulled his cock out, the lad let out a pleasured long moan. Rolling on this back he pulled Harry to him kissing and holding, he was totally unaware that this man had stealthed him. Harry looked at the clock it had gone midnight already and Simon turned the light out keeping Harry close they fell asleep. Conrad looked at the message again from Max, still undecided he turned the phone off and put in his bedside table along with the herbology book he was reading when the envelope slipped out of the book, he opened it and found £500 inside and a little thank you note from Simon for his work. Smiling Harry turned the light off he slept uneasy with Harry in his head, finally around 5am he managed to fall asleep properly. Simon was first awake and slipped out of bed removing the spent condom off the floor and using the bathroom, when he returned Harry was half awake and horny. He took advantage kissing him neck and slipping on top and effortlessly gliding his raw cock inside the soft supple arse. Harry made no protest and pushed up urging Simon to fuck him, slowly Simon took his time allowing his toxic pre-cum to do all the work this time. After an hour of teasingly fucking the lad he reached orgasm letting the first pulse of his toxic seed deposit inside before pulling his cock out shooting the rest over Harry's arse. He giggled and laid there a few minutes before Simon told him to go and shower. Harry stood in the large shower letting the water cascade all over him and thinking about the sex last night. The man certainly had technique, something that he lacked in the sex department. Spending the night with this man brought home the reality that he was lonely for a lovers companionship. Deciding there and then he needed to find a boyfriend and give up trawling the streets around the bar. Certain it was the closeness he felt with the man falling asleep in his arms like lovers would do, that was where he wanted to be in life. To love. To be loved. The people he already knew only wanted to bend over or stick their dick in then go. The feeling of being lost in life and getting hooked on quick fucks for pennies was ruling over him and it had to end. Drying off and getting dressed in shorts and t-shirt that he packed in his ruck sack, Harry walked out in to the bedroom and Simon took him along the landing. He stopped by one of the windows near the staircase and looked out along the perfectly kept road and houses. "What a lovely road to live in" Harry said to Simon who stopped and joined in "everything is so clean". Simon nodded "Hibiscus Drive" he said "and this is Hibiscus Manor". "I live in a nice house, nothing compared to this or those" Harry said looking at number 10 and 8. Simon could tell he was well spoken and educated and actually liked the lad "Come on breakfast" he said. Harry turned to walk down the stairs at the same time Conrad walked out of number 8 on to the road towards the manor. He knew Jack wouldn't be around until midday so he had an hour to look at the kitchen garden he was creating round the side of the greenhouse. He saw a BMW X5 leaving the manor with blacked out windows on his walk and figured that guests must be departing, he waited until the coast was clear and discreetly walked around the side of the manor hiding in the greenhouse out of view. Moham received a phone call at 11.30am that was business and he needed to take care of it before getting in the helicopter. Simon took Harry to the study and got him to enter his bank details in to a screen to transfer the money over, forgetting about the reward as it was called he still had no idea how much the payment was. Simon explained that the money would be in his account by morning, apart from the silent auction no one said anything about money so he took their lead and kept quiet. Harry waited around in the lounge getting bored, after around fifteen minutes he walked out of the bi-fold doors on to the terrace watching the helicopter approaching then landing at the far end of the gardens well away from the flower beds. "Moham needs another half an hour" Simon said standing at the doors watching Harry. "Thanks" Harry replied "beautiful view from here" he said looking at the numerous flower beds. Simon stood by him and smiled "I have a great gardener and apprentice so it would appear". Harry nodded "We grow tomatoes in our garden but that is about it" he said. Simon looked at him "I have a feeling you will be back" he said patting Harry's shoulder. "Really?" Harry replied "I enjoyed last night with you makes a change to spend a proper night with a man". Simon chuckled "Yes, I think Jack my gardener fancies you". "Ah right" Harry said smiling "wants my number before I leave" he said looking at Simon. "He will be down at the greenhouse shortly I expect" Simon replied noticing a little hesitancy in Harry. "Take a walk around the gardens to find him, I will let Moham know" Simon said leaving the lounge. Harry stood at the doors thinking about Conrad and looking at his phone, the message from Max said he had given the number to Conrad but there was no sign of him being in touch. Harry walked out and down the stepped terrace passing the flower pots and heavy floral scent they were giving off. He started to wander across the lawn and around the numerous flower beds that were immaculately maintained. Hoping to find Jack amongst the gardens he kept walking around until he ended up at the pool terrace then started back tracking heading down the garden and across to the other side. Jack walked in to the greenhouse and saw Conrad with his headphones in listening to music and potting on some lettuce he was growing ready to put in his new kitchen garden. He took a moment looking at Conrad, he couldn't believe how incredibly sexy Conrad looked right now. It was the beauty of his very placid unshakable nature that he found so enduring. Busy inspecting one of the lettuce plants he was so focused and never heard Jack creeping up behind him. His body jumped a little until Conrad noticed the tattoos on the arms circling around his waist. Conrad smiled and without thinking he turned his head and kissed Jack full on. Quickly moving his head away he took the headphones out. "Sorry I don't know why I did that" Conrad said going a little flushed. Jack smiled cupping his chin bringing it forward he kissed him back "I really don't mind you kissing me". Conrad smiled "It was nothing intentional" he tried to explain. Jack sat down next to him "They are coming on well" he said "so is your gay side" he chuckled. Conrad smiled "Fuck off" he said in a polite manner "finished, better put them out for the day". "Need a hand?" Jack asked standing up. Conrad shook his head "Nah I can manage and I need to weed the kitchen garden I noticed some coming up". Conrad walked out carrying the two trays of lettuces heading around the back of the greenhouse and hedges to the kitchen garden. Jack got his pruning shears out and started sharpening them and looked up seeing 'E' appear from around one of the taller flowering beds. Harry spotted him and walked towards the greenhouse standing just inside the doorway. "This is where you hide then?" Harry asked watching Jack sharpening the shears. "Busted" Jack replied smiling "did you enjoy last night?" he asked. Harry nodded "Yeah he is pretty hot the guy I slept with and had some great sex" he said moving closer. Jack had second thoughts about giving his number in case Simon did the deed "Excellent" he said. Harry felt Jack going all weird and evasive "Well I am just waiting for my ride back" he said walking out. Jack made no attempt to stop him and watched him leave making his way back across the lawn to the house. He felt a little guilty and sorry for him but in Simon's eyes business was business and you don't keep in contact with Simon's victims. Harry saw Moham walking with Simon and Moham's valet who was carrying Harry and Moham's bags. Simon was chatting to Moham and heard the words 'until next time' before bidding good bye to Moham and completely ignored Harry going back to the manor. It was just sex Harry thought to himself and trying not to be upset at being ignored in that way. Conrad pulled the last weed up and heard the helicopter starting up, he walked in to the opening lookingtowards the makeshift helipad. Instantly he thought his eyes were playing tricks and almost dropped the tools he was carrying. He looked hard and immediately knew it was the Arab guy. Rooted to the spot he watched him climb in to the helicopter then the blondish lad stepped in and sat down buckling up his seatbelt looking out the window of the closing door making eye contact with Conrad. Failing to register at first he stumbled trying to undo the seat belt but the engine wound up to quickly and lifted the helicopter off the ground. "Moham tell them to go back" Harry asked pleadingly and disturbing him from his text message. Moahm looked at him "Go back?" he asked but the helicopter was already banking away and gaining height. "Conrad was down there!" Harry exclaimed. Moham just looked at him "Really?" he asked in surprise "sorry but I have to be back in London" he said. Harry looked out the window in desperation but couldn't see the gardens anymore, had he really seen Conrad he began to question himself unsure if it was. The more he thought about it on the flight he was sure that was Conrad, but why was he there he asked himself. Thee problem he now had was he had no clue where in Hampshire they were and knew Moham would not say their exact location. He only had one lead and that was the name of the mansion Hibiscus Manor. Not for the first time he felt his heart being ripped out again by this elusive guy, it was driving insane being unable to actually get to him. He felt physically sick unable to fathom out why he was so drawn to Conrad. Conrad watched the helicopter getting higher and saw the underneath it banking round to the left and disappearing beyond the trees. Seeing Harry again like again was a head scratcher for Conrad, a shock and he didn't quite know what to make of or even if Harry was bothered, he could tell by the expression on Harry's face that he recognised him. Not only that but Moham was with him sending a shiver up his spine at the very close call with recent history. He heeded Jack's advice to remain discreet but he really wanted to and needed to ask Simon. Things though were about to change over the next few weeks for Harry and Conrad would end up being the last thing on his mind except for the odd occasion when reminded about hm.

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