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My friend came home from the navy for Thanksgiving yesterday . Hit me up asked me if I was down to chill. I had just got back from work and had nothing else going on so I went over. We chill, talks some to catch up on things then he straight up says yo let me hit that ass. I was like since when u into dudes like that? He had let me blow him when he was drunk before but never sober. He said his friend there showed him a thing or two and he knows my ass gonna make him bust a big one. By the time I could utter a word he had his dick out his sweats. He slid his dick down my throat and he moaned out how he as missed my wet mouth. In no time he was bricked up told me to get on my back with my legs up . He raw fucked me slow and deep and ended up taking me to pound town. After some time he came in me no warning. He said he wanted his cum flowing in me. He then kept fucking me for a long time before eventually he shot another load in me. I rode him for a third one before I left his place.

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I was sitting around doing nothing yesterday and the wife was taking off for the afternoon. I have been real horny for some cock lately so as she was leaving I told her I was going into town. (she knows what that means) I cleaned up for taking some loads. When arriving at the ABS, I was wearing shorts, a thong, and a tee shirt. Going into the arcade, I went to the first booth and was getting my eyes adjusted to the darkness when the first guy came in, we kissed and hugged, and I reached down and unzipped him and started holding his cock and getting him hard. I sucked him for only about 5 minutes before unloading in my mouth. Shortly after that I was walking around and a young black guy came in the arcade and he was hot, I kept an eye on him as another guy went into his booth then came out a few minutes later. I went and looked in and he was jacking him self so as I looked he motioned at me so I jumped and was on him in no time. He was rock hard as I sucked him then after a few minutes he said enough for now. After a while I noticed another younger guy walking around in shorts and sweatshirt, He was also dressed for fucking and was followed by the black guy. After a few minutes I looked in their booth and the younger guy was getting it good from the young black guy, disappointed, but knowing not all young guys want older guys, I went to a booth and waited for some one else to come in. After about ten minutes the young guy that was getting pounded walked in and dropped his shorts and was nice and hard so after sucking him for a few minutes I stuck my fingers in his ass and he was full of cum. I turned him around and eat some of the cum out of his ass, after a couple of minutes he wanted to fuck me. He was about 7 inches long and big around, he pounded on me for ten minutes calling me daddy and delivered a huge load that was dripping out of my ass for a while. I hung around the ABS for 3 more hours after that swallowing 2 more loads and one guy fucking me and pulling out and cumming on my ass. The last guy of the night didn't want sucked off but wanted to jack off and have me swallow it, he shot all over my face and shirt which I think is hot. When I walked out of the book store the lady at the front desk could the fresh drops of cum on my shirt. I got home at 8:30 and the wife was watching tv and as always asked how my day was, I said good knowing she could the cum stains on my shirt, then I kept the shorts and shirt on when I went to bed and savored the smell.

When I top I usually try to get my cock in as deep as possible into a guys guts to shoot. I usually stay there while ejaculating, then thrust a few more times.

When I'm close to cumming, I pull as far out as I can without actually pulling out and then push as far in as I can and hold there as I cum. (New this year, after I think I've finished cumming, I pulse a few more times and cum some more!)

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.

I spent my whole life slipping out of hetero relationships, some nearly perfect. Ive been with men from a young age but always found myself more attracted to the womans body. In college I was dating a beautiful blonde cheerleader, sex was amazing and she was a free spirit. She asked my biggest fantasy, i said 2 girls at once. She brought a friend, no jealousy, they even sucked my dick together and kissed. Asking her her biggest fantasy however brought me back to a recurring problem in my life. She said she always wanted a bi boyfriend. I asked what she meant, a boyfriend that lets other guys suck his dick? she said, no, a slutty guy that likes guys fucking him and he doesnt care who. My nerves got the best of me, how could she know, i moved 500 miles from home theres no way. Well, i left it alone for a while. One of the places we hung out near campus was a small club and for as long as we were going there, A fem black guy and his group occupied a large booth. They were always there always in that booth. from the first time going he hit on me relentlessly, I usually ignored him, but somehow today i was having a hard time, i kept thinking of my girlfriend watching me getting fucked over and over. I went to the bathroon and Gary followed, he took the stall next to me and leaned over and went mmmm. As i went to zip up and walk away he stepped back, his 8 maybe a bit more uncut dick hanging in the air. My past rushed into my head, my dick swelled in my pants, my mouth watered, my ass tingled. I walked out, grabbed my girlfriend, went back to her place and fucked her twice. It was still early and i couldnt get that dick out of my mind, i asked her about her fantasy, and asked if she wanted to watch her boyfriend or just know he was a slut. Watch. I asked if she wanted to go back out. asked her to dress slutty, she smiled and pulled out fake leather pants and a a tiny skirt, held them up. i told her skirt and I took the pants. i put them on. they were skin tight and she went through her drawers and found a fishnet shirt and gave it to me. she looked and told me i looked fuck hot, gay, but hot. We went back to the club and when we walked in, I thought Garys eyes were going to pop from his head. I winked at him. Almost instantly he was grinding my ass as i danced with my girlfriend. I asked if he wanted to fuck me, he said yes, I said she wants to watch. he said fine lets go. We went to his place. we didnt get far and i was on my knees sucking his dick as my girlfriend verbally encouraged. telling me how good i look sucking dick. I wrestled those pants off and he scrambled to his room for lube and a condom. I grabbed the condom, lubed his bare dick and pushed my ass down on it. No condoms, no pulling out. It was his first time barebacking. He told me over and over how good it felt, till he came in me hard. I looked over to see my girlfriend frantically masturbating. I got up, walked over and started fucking her, a minute later i feel gary pushing his dick back in me. i came pretty quick in her pussy as she was cumming. i lifted her legs and went to eating my cum from her pussy as gary finished his second load in me. Now, what seemed like a fun night and maybe a perfect night was the start of the end, i couldnt resist, i kept going back, Gary was fucking me a couple times a week, and pretty soon it wasnt enough. His friends started fucking me too. That wasnt enough, I went to raves and parties, clubs and parks anywhere i could get fucked by more and more men. I wouldnt go home till i was full of cum.. I forgot about my girlfriend, my schoolwork, my job. my life was dick and it didnt take long before i was getting invited over large group gangbangs lots of drugs and cum until i failed out of school, again. I hit the reset button, moved away to start over again.

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

What the word actually is doesn't really matter; Dandelion is as good as any, since that word would hardly come up in any conversation during a Bd/Sm scene., or any other, for that matter. The important thing is that it be established during the required, prior negotiation, and each participant is clear about what it means. Obviously, being a Top, I don't have one: I only need to be sure to remember what the bottom's safeword is. Some also use a "slow-down" word or phrase, which is particularly useful for a novice. In any case, the Top always needs to be assessing the bottom's reactions, and proceed carefully during the scene. Well said. Thank you.

Oh Hell yes,,,I agree what WiltsCumDump just said

Was super horny all morning, some guy started messaging me and was being all dom, and my sub slutty bubble butt was ready for anything. After awhile I asked his age, he says, doesn't matter my slutboy, but 20, now don't ask anymore questions, im your dom master Conner. No can my slutty boy cumdumo handle myself and 4 of my bros? by the morning your hole will be filled with our multiple loads. and we haven't cum in a week! I didnt fully believe it but I said, can i speak master Connor, his reply, good slut, yes you may. where do you need me? he sends me this address with directions when I get there So I pull up to this modern looking cabin, only wearing my skater hat, black fitted T, Blue jock strap, and Blue DC high tops. as instructed. im waiting now, thinking this is a set up, so I'm about to start my car, and the door flies open. 2, skinny but strong young men, wearing almost like those black out hero blindfold with holes by their eyes kinda masks, and shoes, and that was it, grab me from my car and drag me quickly towards 2 trees. by the way there cock both now rock hard. tell me to shut up, slutty cumwhore. your going to enjoy all of us. one ties one hand to the left tree and vice versa with the other one. they bicker fighting over who gets first, and then with no warning one boy slams into me balls deep. I yelp in pleasurable pain, as he continued to mercifully pound my hole for about 5 min then I literally felt him shoot ropes deep in me. as he pulled out the other guy did just the same, as I moaned and screamed 2 others walk up laughing, and tape my mouth as they loosen the ropes so I drop to my knees....end of part one.

As I read Good Christian Boys, I realized something about this author's stories in particular: I do not read them initially or mainly as porn, but as stories: really good, well-written, compelling stories. Sure, there is a ton of sex and chems and poz loads in each story, but what drives them forward for me is the narrative, the evolving relationships, the deepening characterizations. Lots of writers here try to convey the feeling of sex on chems, but I cannot think of one who makes a slam sound as convincing or appealing to a chem-virgin like myself. With each of EarlyStart's stories, I devour them first, beginning to end, without jerking off. With a hard-on, yes, to be sure, but the story holds every bit as much interest for me as the sex. That is rare for this kind of writing. Chris and Tyler's initial naivety, their overpowering Christian guilt, their gradual opening themselves to experiences both wise and questionable make for powerful storytelling. The characters and relationships are so important here that I would love to read an epilogue of sorts, even or especially one without sex. How does Tyler react to the news that they have all been pozzed? Can he forgive Chris for letting him be stealth pozzed? Will they, can they remain friends? How do Chris and Tyler feel about their religion after discovering a different kind of paradise in Hunter's bed? Have they relinguished their guilt? The story leaves these questions hanging, and while resolutions may not be possible, I'd love to learn where these two stand with each other (and with Casey, and with Greg) a few weeks or months later. Thanks, EarlyStart! This is powerful and rewarding stuff.

I love the fucking a lot too. It's how you drive up the intensity and connection and its certainly what distinguishes a regular breeder from a Special Guest Star.. At the same time, if a man isn't a long-haul fucker I'm fine with him breeding whenever the spirit moves him. I'm into meeting breeders where they are and connecting with them there. After all, the same man who impregnates you after a half-dozen thrusts one week might wear out your hole before breeding you the next. Be open to whatever he's bringing into the room and maybe he'll do the same for you.

14 oral 15 anal with uncle who I had been playing with since 13

I may be the exception. For me it's not all about the load but about the fucking. The longer he spends fucking my hole the better. The load is the icing on the cake. IF he shoots within a few minutes I do expect a much longer round 2 😉 I have or had a few fuckbuds who are like this. They know I don't like it when they cum too quickly so when he's in 'danger' we stop and do something else until it's 'safe' to continue again. For me that's the best sex. Unless he's a multi-cummer and pumps a few in hehe! Love those guys!! The guy who was really good at this spent two hours doing me like that. Fucking bottom heaven for me! Sadly he moved away.

I don’t see Biden as “sleepy”at all. Maybe you’re just hooked on the “scandal-a-day” adrenaline rush that the Traitor Trump fed his sycophantic carnival followers every damned day

I have been seeing two married men for years now. One likes to play safe and the other one played safe earlier on then stopped. They're both in their sixty's now and I might say STILL looks good. One is a business man and the other is in construction. I've enjoyed fucking both for a long time. For me I loved the chase and risk. As many guys have said their wives don't want it much anymore. The business guy's wife is on menopause and the construction guy's wife is either bored or has someone one the side herself. Both men are good friends to me. But when I'm with one the fucking is GOOD! But especially with the construction guy. He craves my hard my bbc...RAW!!

"Fuck-me-harder"

the first three are fine, both as a top and as a bottom. i won't participate in the fourth. i think it kills the moment and wastes precious seed that should be planted inside his/my ass.

Part 5; ''2 sides of K'' After he said that he leaned over and down towards me whilst holding my chin and pulling it towards him, and just stared into my eyes... - I trust you Sir, and you make me feel safe and protected. - Good boy. Now open your mouth. I opened my mouth where he then spat in it... and then again. He leaned back in his chair where he continued to puff on his cigar and where I closed my mouth and swallowed more of his delicious spit. - Gooooood. I see you are a fast learner. Good boy. - Thank you, Sir. He leaned over and from the table he opened a bottle and gave me a small dose of what was liquid K. - FUCK.... that tastes really fucking bitter, Sir.... ugh. - Don't worry, the taste will fade. Now get up and kneel on my armchair facing inwards. - Yes Sir. He got out of the armchair so I could take his place. I climbed onto the chair and instinctively arched my lower back which in turn pushed my beefy round ass out which exposed my cunt hole for whatever Sir wanted to do with it. But he did not do anything with it. In fact, I heard him go up the steps, leaving me alone. But I did not feel frightened or scared. On the contrary. I felt safe with this sexy man. And I knew my place here, that being a sub who was to do as I was told, relinquish all control over to my alpha, spoke when spoken to, and most of all to be patient. So I was more than content to wait for Sir to return. However, I still needed to learn a lot from training, and the job offer of being a live in house boy and a sub for Sir to train, but what would my answer to his offer be? It was a no brainer. I had already made up my mind, and I was bursting to tell him. Like an over excited puppy. Thirty minutes had passed and Sir returned. He came up behind me and started to rub over my smooth cunt hole which due to my new position and the anal bead play from earlier, and the K slowly working its way into my system I was now naturally loosening up down there, and so the rubbing over and over my loosening cunt hole invariably saw three fingers easily slip into my cunt and then four fingers right up to the second set of knuckles. He gave my neck long slow licks as my cunt continued to receive a deep four fingered probe. I was now losing track of time! - Sir, I all of a sudden feel super calm and serene, and it feels like I am sinking into this armchair as it floats in mid air - A floating armchair? - Yes Sir. He laughed. - I see the K is kicking in. How does that sweet yet nasty faggot cunt of yours feel? - I cannot feel anything Sir. My cunt and four fingers stuffed into it and I could not feel a thing - My cunt was numb! - Okay, stand up and face me. - Yes Sir. I stood up and turned around, and for the first time I could see Sir's almost naked body. I was very much attracted to his physique which was beefy-Daddy like with super lean limbs and a crix belly. Underneath his crix belly his long and girthy veiny Dom Dick throbbed with excitement, and I so wanted it buried deep inside of my cunt. He grabbed me, pulling me in towards him tightly, one hairy and one smooth body pressed up against one another as I was quickly mauled with Sir rubbing me all over including squeezing and spanking my beefy hairy ass cheeks, and probing my cunt hole, he just could not keep away from it. With all the mauling we also kissed passionately. I had never experienced a kiss like this. At this moment in time I had never felt so close and connected with anyone like I now did with Sir. This little sub-piggy was in hog heaven! It felt like we had been kissing for hours, but truth be told the K was really beginning to take effect now. He pulled his tongue out of my mouth and already close up to my face he looked deep into my eyes.... - I think you are ready to have that sweet velvet soft wet and warm cunt of yours get a real good stretching. - Fuck YES Sir. Wreck me. He could tell I was getting a bit wobbly on my legs so without anymore time to waste he got me into the sling with my feet and ankles restrained. He sat on the low wooden stool at the foot of the sling, liberally lubed his hand up with crisco and got to work opening me up. Immediately he was wrist deep and as he pulled and pushed his hand in and out, and turning it he looked at me smiling whilst rubbing my leg with his other hand.... - Can you feel me rub your leg? - No Sir. - Can you feel me play with your cunt? - Erm, not really. I feel like I can feel something might be moving about down there, but it is a strange sensation. He had now been Fisting me for a little over an hour when I began to get feeling and sensation back in my legs and more importantly my cunt. - Fuck, I can really feel you now Sir, feeling is suddenly coming back. How high are you in me... Up to your knuckles? - Oh ho-ho-ho NO... Much better than that. Your cunt is so obedient I am right at this moment half way up my forearm. - Fucking hell Sir. It feels so good too. I would like to try and take more of you in me tonight. - Then let's DO IT, boy! He slowly released his forearm and hand and fetched the K and gave me another dose. As we waited for it to kick in he stood at the foot of the sling, held onto the chains, and with complete ease his fully erect and throbbing veiny 8.5" in length by 6.5" girthy Dick slid into me, balls deep, and I could feel him stuff me. - YES Sir, I can feel your Dick stuffing my guts. Fuck my piggy cunt and breed me deep. He looked down at his Dick and watched with intent as he slowly fucked me, slowly sliding all 8.5" of his shaft deep into my guts, then slowly sliding it all the way out to the tip. He started to talk to himself... - I am going to train that faggot ass to be so slutty and loose it will be gagging to take 100+ loads in one heavy overnight breeding session. What a nasty faggot.

Hey there. I’ll be at pig week from 11/24 - 12/3, staying in a studio at Casa Cordova. Looking for as many dicks and holes as I can take.

I do want to share a new development. I met a guy offf Grindr recently. He was persistent I’ll give him that, and one night after a few nights of talking over snap I just decided what the hell and drove to his apartment. I buzzed the intercom and walked up the stairs before entering his door he opened for me. Soon we were naked and he was rimming me which was sending waves of pleasure coursing up my body before he entered me. He fucked me for about 10 minutes before pulling out and fisting his cock. He knew from our earlier conversations that I wanted to be bred, and he jerked his cock near my stretched hole building his orgasm. The suspense was so hot, I knew it was coming, but not knowing when he was going to thrust into me made me hornier than ever. I fisted my would cock in anticipation, and when he did thrust forward, I started spewing my own cum over my stomach matching the load he was fucking into my ass. Maybe if I hadn’t been cumming at that moment too I would’ve felt him blow this load in me, but fuck if I didn’t enjoy the moment. The last week has been a whirlwind, I just joined this site, posted this story to positive reviews, (thank you all), and suddenly after all these years of fantasizing, I just took my first load. Not sure if I’m ready to join the poz train yet as this guy was neg, but now I can finally say, I’ve had a man cum in my ass. 😈

There's a misconception about who controls how far the game will go in a sane relationship. Most will automatically think that the dominant controls the limit of it. The reality of the matter is, that the submissive controls it. The word no submissive wants to say out loud is the limit. The word no dominant (normally) wants to hear because he crossed the line and brought the whole party to a crashing stop. That word is, of course, the safeword. The best safeword should be a word you would never use in the ”bedroom”, simply because it doesn't belong there. Something that stands out on its own and is alien to the environment. Dandelion is mine, what’s yours?

I think this question addresses one of the reasons a lot of Tops tend to like rutting in a number of Holes before Breeding a couple of them. It's just a fact that bottoms can take load after load after load without shooting their load, if that's what they need. Tops usually can't pump out load after load after load without some "off" time in-between. It's just a matter of physiology, not a matter of Lust.

Late at 14 but could dry cum from age 12.

As many here have read, i was married (to a woman) till 2008. While i was still processing out of religious conditioning that disallowed being gay, i had an ongoing fantasy of a Man Who would kidnap me and spirit me away to His secret lair where He'd do all manner of things to/with me. Of course, it was my fantasy, so everything He did just happened to be what i wanted/needed. Now that i am free from the conditioning, and have been free to pursue sex, that fantasy has gone dormant for me. The challenge of the above scenario for me would be: "He would do anything you wanted" At this point in my life, sex is largely about finding Men or a Man Who wants what i want. Go down the list of "anything" and, for me, it's all contingent on Him wanting it as much or more as i do.

I was there last week still no fucking allowed. Also the alley has been raided by police on a fairly regular basis but honestly that’s because people got really reckless and were actively fucking in the street so police have cracked down on the parking areas

Gosh, there are so many different ways to answer this question. So much depends on circumstances and what is expected. If it is a pump and go, or at a bookstore or park, I can blast my load after 3 to 5 minutes. Sometimes there is risk involved, and a quick fuck is needed. Other times, he simply waiting on the next Dick so I need to dump my load and move out of the way for his benefit. if we are in bed, and I am sober, I can hold off coming for 10 or 20 minutes. Or I can pull out and we do something else and then climb on top again. When I’m partying, it’s obvious it’s going to take longer. But even when, I’m not someone, who shoots a load and is done with it. I’m always ready to go another round.

yeah .... riiiiight ...... What's more probable is, he's doing the same, and it's you that hasn't noticed. However, if your other half really is that thick, please mention that I happen to own a bridge over to Brooklyn, and I'll gladly sell it to him. I'll even give you nice cut too; currency on the barrel head only, of course.

This one is a classic. (was it his son or his stepson?. I seem to think it was his stepson but no matter.**) Sometimes when I need to get my dick up, and get off, I’ve been known to read this more than a few times. There’s some funny lines in it. “No more of that emo shit.” “You can forget about going to college, you’ll be busy working for me.” L O L. He sticks the Tina pipe literally in his fucking mouth on his 18th birthday. And the blonde boy He drags barefooted to the dealer. “Whores don’t need shoes. “ ** I felt sorry for the 18-year-old kid. To have a father, even a stepfather, that nasty and resentful and bitter towards him, to whore him out to do what he did to him. But after all it is a story. In the spirit of seduction and corruption. I love stories like that.Because I’m fucked up and freaky in the head myself. 😂

I'm having an old school AIDS=scare survivor living with HIV for 40 years. No he is no beauty but oddly fascinating! Ravaged and scared by the plague that none of his close friends from the early 1980's had survived. I was a freaked and frightened vanilla twink in those years and I stayed a stunted, stymied and sexually repressed serial monogamist until the mid 2000.. Converting to the poz camp (unexpectedly) and then together with my gifter formally entering the RAW IS LAW BB culture has turned my world inside out! RAW IS LAW and PROMISCUITY RULES and we also pledge to NO LOADS REFUSED Ugly fuckers and those we would have never given the time of day to or suddenly ON THE MAN MENU! A HARDCORE POZ veteran as a TYPE has progressively INTRIGUED me and is featured in a lot of poz fetish memes. (attached examples) He intends to inseminate this afternoon, looking me in the eyes during the explicitly UNSAFE SEX procedure conducted with POZitively no PROTECTION as he is totally into the vulgar-verbal scene using the popular TERMS OF ENDEARMENT once used as derogatory slurs and then later claimed as SLUT TALK by the bb-underground. CUMDUMPSTER, MANWHORE, PROMISCUOUS SLUT, breeding, seeding... raw-dawging... you get the drift! Any commentary? Questions? Any constructive input for SCENARIOS? There will be REPEAT sessions to integrate them as he would like to tag-team with other poz tops!

I wouldn’t place any heavy bets on what kind of media is going to “dominate” in four or five years’ time, let alone a decade hence. ‘New Media’? It won’t be new then - something else will be jumping up and down waving for attention. Given that social media is a broad, encompassing paradigm used by billions of people across every demographic, and has not only dedicated boards, forums, sites, even entire apps dedicated to right-leaning thought (‘Truth’ Social comes at once to mind) the suggestion that social media is going to fold because it’s all ‘woke’ and ‘left’ is absurd. One might point out that Facebook was founded in 2006 - seventeen years ago. That’s a millennium in internet years. But if by ‘New Media’ you mean the frothing-at-the-mouth, propaganda-driven, hate-speech machine that some people are perverting our information systems into, my own prediction is that the bad actors will, sooner rather than later, take it one step too far (read: people are going to die) and society will find it’s had enough and rein it in. Either way, Mr. Ramaswami cannot become more relevant in the future. In order to become more relevant, he would have to be relevant now. But really, his bug-eyed lunacy is beside the point. Frankly, if you believe the average white Anglo-Saxon protestant Christian American voter would actually cast a ballot for a man with a surname like Ramaswami, you’re just not paying attention. There are millions of Americans who would rather forego medical assistance than see a doctor with a name like Ramaswami. He has zero chance of becoming president, now or in a decade - the country’s simply too full of bigots.

I was 15, he was 23 and friends with my best friend's older brother. It was after a weekend barbecue lunch my friend's family were hosting - he and I had been around each other a few times before and never paid much attention to each other because of our age difference (and he had a girlfriend so I didn't think he'd be interested), but I don't know why it was different this time, there was just something in the air between us. He gave me a ride home after the barbecue, but instead of taking me home we went to a spot he knew we could be alone. We both wanted it but we were both nervous - me because it was my first time getting fucked and him because of his girlfriend. He fucked me on the backseat of his car - no rubber but luckily he had some lube in his wallet. It wasn't comfortable at first but I remember thinking it hurt a lot less than I expected it to, and I blew my load without touching my dick. After we finished he dropped me home and I ate dinner with my parents with his load still in my ass. We got together a few times after that but only for blowjobs, I'm not sure why we never fucked again. He asked me not to tell anyone but I couldn't stop myself telling my friend - it somehow became a "known thing" among our group of friends but as far as I know his girlfriend never found out.

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.

Makes my hole pucker and my belly growl 😵

I like to keep a top's cum in my mouth until he finishes cumming, and then swallow with his cock still in my mouth. I love the taste of fresh cum.

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.

I have smoked T as cumdump when my Master was sober. I think my next step is to hopefully be accepted by a Master in the Los Angeles area that insists I do more.

Part 3: ''The Job Offer'' He stood there looking down at me, smiling as he stroked on his fully erect and throbbing veiny 8.5" in length by 6.5" girthy Dick. He let go of it so it bounced in the bathroom air. Wet with pre cum as time continued to strengthen the bond that we had begun to build. - I bet you want this buried deep in your faggot cunt, don't you pig? - Yes PLEASE Sir. He promptly put his Dick away and zipped up, and told me to get another beer and to meet him in the living room. Upon entering the living room with his fresh beer I noticed he had layed out a vinyl play sheet in the middle of the room. - Open my beer will you boy, then lie down on your back on the vinyl play sheet. - Yes Sir. Now lying on my back Sir came over with the bag he brought in earlier and brought out a set of steel nipple clamps. Onto my small boy-tits they went. - Lets turn those little boy-tits into a pair of fully fledged pig-tits. Next came out a steel chastity cage which was attached to my pointless fag-dick. Then he took his right Leather glove off and liberally lubed up his forefinger with lube, inserted it into my cunt and set about locating my G-spot. It didn't take him long to find it, and once he did he started off with small, slow circular movements. - Fuck, what are you doing Sir? I feel like I am going to pee. He didn't say anything, just continued working on my prostate, small and slow circular movements, stopping now and then to enhance me getting worked up. It got to the point where I was moaning quite loudly at which point he covered my mouth with his leather gloved hand and increased the intensity of the speed and pressure to my prostate. After a while I was literally screaming through the leather clad gloved hand that muffled my screams and before I reached an internal cunt-orgasm he stopped. He tightened the nipple clamps and began to pull on them and pull hard. My body tingled from my G-spot being worked on as my boy-tits were in pain with rough treatment. - I see you enjoyed that. What does your faggot cunt want next? - I NEED you to fuck me Sir... PLEASE, I'm begging you... - You are begging me for what, pig? - You to fuck me Sir. Stick it to me.... PLEASE... - It's too early in your training for that. Now that my cunt was just gagging for anything and everything to be up there, Sir took out from his magic bag of tricks a set of anal beads and slowly took to opening up my cunt. Slowly getting all the beads in, then slowly pulling them all out, and repeat over and over. And then, all the beads were back inside of my hungry cunt with the string hanging out when Sir went and got himself another beer before sitting back into his armchair where he relit his cigar and started smoking again. - C'mon over here fag. I want you kneeling on all fours parallel to me and the chair. With my cunt stuffed full of the anal beads I crawled over and positioned myself as instructed. It was now that I became a piece of furniture. A coffee table no less as Sir rested his booted legs on my back. - You have a strong back boy, just as well. How long have you been working out? - I have been a gym regular since I was 14 years old Sir, so 8 years now. I love it. One of my real passions. - I have a proposition for you boy that would see the number of your workouts increase. - Yes Sir? *I asked quizzically* - What you don't know is, is I have for some months now been watching you from a distance at work, watching how you conduct yourself, and I can see you are a hard worker with a conscientious obedience. My reason for observing you as such is I have been observing more like you and you are one of two who I have decided that were not only fags but just what I am looking for. And what I am looking for is a live in house boy who will do all the house duties including the cooking. This would be alongside training you to be the best sub Sir desires. Your sub training would include forced workouts which would work together with your regular working out and all of your household duties. Of course this would mean giving up your current home and job in exchange for security and safety here with me. However, during your training which I expect to last at least a year you will be expected to reserve your body including your mouth and cunt for me and me alone as to not distract you from becoming the best sub that you can be. You don't have to give me an answer now. As said there is someone else in the running who has not gone through this initial stage yet, so I think 48 hours to make up your mind is more than fair. He went quiet as he sat there using me as a table and continuing to puff on his cigar and drink his beer. Several minutes of a comfortable silence passed as we were both deep in thought. - Sir... - Yes boy. - Would my training involve recreational drug taking? - Why do you ask? - Because being off of my face, high and horny would I think give an added level of being submissive and helpless, not that I would need to be high to serve you the way you deserve to be served. Just a kinky extra is all. - Have you ever taken any recreational drugs before boy? - No Sir. - How about trying some now whilst you make up your mind if you want me to properly train you alongside being my live in houseboy? - FUCK.... YES Sir. He took his legs off of my back and got me to lie on the vinyl play sheet again where the anal beads were removed, and the nipple clamps were tightened again. He tugged on the chain hard on my now already sore boy-tits. - Ready to get high pig? - YES Sir. - Okay then, follow me into my play dungeon in the cellar. I wonder what Chems Sir was about to get me wasted on....

I've noticed that a lot of guys on hook up apps are married or heading home to gf when they want to fuck, all ages... had many hookups with guys literally on their way home from work, wanting to blow a load first. A few have been up front and talked about it, and I've learned to recognise the type 😎💦 One hot guy with a big dick told me he needed to blow before going home to fuck his wife to let off a bit of horniness, because his wife couldn't take it too hard and rough.... I was turned on by the idea he was letting off steam punishing my ass before heading home to slide the same huge dick into her...more gently 🍌🍑

I'm finally ready to take the plunge and give in to my greedy, hedonistic, piggy nature. What I want is to become someone's fat, cum filled fuckpig. I want to be fed, fucked and used, doing nothing except eating and being filled with cum. I want to be so fat that I couldn't stop my owner doing what he wanted, a total hog. Anyone want to make it happen? I'm sure someone wants an 800lb cumdump...

My Response here is going to be in 3 parts. Okay a few things. 1) Say it with me... MEN CAN BE RAPED ! Any time you can provide consent but don't or cannot provide consent because you're unconscious or Intoxicated, (forced or voluntary) ,Physically Forced (Bodily Assaulted using a weapon), the Inducement is Statutory (Prisoners, Underage. Mentally Infirm) or Transactional Inducement (As in using Blackmail, other threats, or using Finances or An Addiction to force sexual contact) You have been Raped. 2. ) Anyone can be RAPED. It doesn't matter if you are A Sex Worker, An Addict, Under Age, Mentally ill, Promiscuous ( a self described pig/ whore) A prisoner of the state, EVEN PEOPLE IN MOMGAMOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR MARRIED CAN BE RAPED 3) You are Not OBLIGATED TO HAVE SEX If he buys you a drink or takes you out for a meal or a show- you are not obligated to have sex. You are not obligated to have sex for a roof over your head You are not obligated to have sex to get other basic needs met He is Not allowed to manipilate, Coerce or gaslight you into Sex 4) It is not your Fault Your choice of clothes/ where you travel/ your level of intoxication/your poor choices/ Being Unconscious Do not give anyone the right to use your body as they please 5) Abuse of Power to Force Sexual Compl9ance Is Rape Boss, Cop, Priest, Correction Guard, Commanding Officer... DOES NOT MATTER! Forcing Sexual Compliance through Rank is Rape 6) Kids Cannot CONSENT TO SEX! 7) Arousal During the Act Or Fantasize about it after, does not In.any way imply Consent Just because.you Get Hard, Get Wet, Cum,. Moan, Feel Good, Take Pleasure. Liked it once it was over or fantasize about it now that nits passed, Does not mean you Weren't Raped Natural bodily responses to stimuli of exogenous zones does not imply consent. 8).You can say No! or STOP! at ANY TIME! Consent is yours to Grant or Rescind! Change your mind once his cock is in you? too bad, No, he doesn't get to "Finish" He Feels 'Led On" Tough. He does not have the right to violate your bodily autonomy. It doesn't matter if you are in your marital bed, or a piece of meat in a sling at a public gangbang / Bathhouse . 9) ""Bleu Balls" Is not an excuse. Come on, Really Guys donI have to point this out? and lastly 10.) No Means No. Rejected him? He does not get to put you in any situation where he ""Gets his way" Bonus Round: 11) RAPE IS AN ACT OF VIOLENCE Regardless if Violence is used against you 12) Stealthing Is RAPE Fantasies and Role play are fun and that is one thing, but passing "gifts" to an ignorant / unsuspecting partner is a violation of trrust and disgusting deriliction of one's duty of care. to another. It is assault. 13) Previous Consent with a Partner does not mean Continued Consent! Just because you Let Steve fuck you on Monday, Doesn't mean he automatically has the right to fuck you on Wednesday and Friday. 14) TOPS CAN BE RAPED TOO! This idea that Men can only have possibly been raped if he DIDN'T get hard is STRAIGHT UP BULLSHIT. ----------‐‐----------------------------------‐‐---- This next part is likely to rub some people the wrong way, but these are Opinions. Please keep in mind that we all have opinions and you have the right to differ in your view. Keeping all the above in mind, I believe in Personal safety, responsibility and Common Sense 1) Don't Party and Play and get Upset the next day because you."feel bad '' about your previously consensual activity the night before. 2) Don't Consent thinking you're going to gain something ( a job. a relationship/ him to leave his partner/ Family, A rise in social status, , a scholarship and say it was rape when things don't go your way. While Sex Workers can and Do get Raped, a sex worker gets their compensation UP FRONT 3) Don't Put yourself in inherently dangerous situations expecting nothing to happen. examples include, Hitchhiking, Drinking random shit you didn't see poured/ have eye contact with in a crowded bar/ club. Going home with anyone at "closing time" Drinking "more than your limit" Getting so high you lose control. Being Alone with a Pro Athlete / Entertainer in His hotel room at 3 in the morning. -------------‐----------- And finally, I was raped. I was systematically raped from my earliest childhood until well into my teens. My abuse began with my own Father and progressed to my "Godparents", some cousins and people that I, as a child, was told I could trust like police officers, doctors, teachers and members of the clergy. Some Assaults were violent and traumatic nightmare fuel, others were accomplished through grooming, and manipulation. I wasn't always taken violently. Some offenses were sweet and done with "love". Some offenses were accomplished through the sex trade.I have experienced Rape as Stripper/ Gogo Boy. I have been Raped as an "Escort" Some Assaults happened as a result of Blackmail. I was set upon when I did not have maturity or agency. When I was older and was flexing my limited agency I may have sought certain outcomes. That I was taken up on them when under the age of consent is unfortunate, and regardless of how I feel about those encounters, they too are actual rape.

one of my hottest sexual experience was a one off around noon the first day of the card's baseball season. i had taken the afternoon off and a guy i met came over. we had great sex, with him on top; it was a hot day, the windows were open and drops of his sweat started to ping on my face and body. i don't remember much else about the sex, other than it was good; but i will never forget how much i enjoyed that sweat shower.

I come from a small family so there never was an opportunity to have sex with anyone related to me. But I’ve had sex with others who were related. I’ve done a three-way with two brothers, even one set of twins, cousins, and uncle/nephew, and even a mother/son (42/22).

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Andrew struggled against his restraints, he couldn't believe it. He bucked, trying to get off his dad's cock, but to no avail. He didn't want this, his mind was loosing itself with every thrust of his own parents cock. The cock that made him was now raping his hole, charging it up and turning him poz. Another moan escaped his lips, as his fathers Prince Albert ground across his prostate. His father was bigger than any of the guys he messed around with, and more aggressive, Andrew had never felt pleasure like this. His body felt on fire, but his mind struggled with trying to get off his fathers cock before it was too late, he didn't want to be raped poz by his own dad. Especially with all these men watching, everyone would know, Andrew would have to deal with everyone know that his own Father pozzed him. John thrust into his squirming son, watching the conflicted boy reel with the massive cock inside his cunt. He had watched the little fag come out, watched as his son became more of a fag and less of a man. John had to put up with all those lesser men using his son's holes, knowing that he had a right to them that others didn't. He had made Andrew, and that meant his cunt was his to use and share, not theirs. John had put up with blue balls for months, watching his son bring round lesser guys to fuck him, until he had duped him down here. Now the boy was gooning from all the chems and would take his fathers strain, whether he liked it or not. John could feel the toxic load churn in his balls, he was close. He raised his hand and began smacking his son's arse, each strike leaving a big red handprint on the sweat covered cheeks. "Beg for it son, beg for your Daddy's strain!" Andrew winced under his fathers assault, he squirmed whilst impaled on his dads cock. He wouldn't give in, maybe his dad would let him go if he didn't say anything. Another hard slap rained down on Andrews cheeks, and another. The sound of sobbing filled the air, as tears streamed down Andrews face, but John wouldn't let up until he heard Andrew accept his fate. "Beg for your Fathers toxic load in you worthless fag cunt, and I'll stop, I'll let you go" Andrew let out a loud sob, looking around the room at all the men jerking their big cocks. He knew this might be his one chance to get out of here without being raped by all these men, he knew what he had to do. The sound of Johns merciless spanking of his son, only interrupted by the groans of the men around him, and Andrews cries of pain, carried on. "P-p-please Dad" Andrew whimpered between strikes. "Please what faggot?" "Please let me go Dad" Another hard strike rained down on Andrews ass, John watched as his sons cheeks blossomed purple as his pierced cock slick with cum pummeled his cunt. "Beg for it boy, beg for the strain! Beg for your dad's toxic cum!" "Please Dad! Give me your toxic cum, please knock my cunt up Daddy, I need to be a poz boi!" Andrew conceded. John felt his balls tighten with the admission, speeding up and pushing past Andrews neg cunt for the last time. Adam felt the cum spurt in his sensitive cunt, the usual euphoria of having cum in his hole cut short by the realisation that it was his own dads toxic cum. John roared as he felt his cock twitch inside his son, feeling his toxic cock knock his own boy up. He could feel the connection forming between them as his cum coated his son's insides. Pulling out, he watched as a thick dollop of his load dripped out of his now gaping and loose cunt. "Right Lads, your turn" John said stepping back, as multiple hands reached out of the dark grasping onto his son. Andrew's surprised cries were muffled immediately by a cock being forced into his mouth, John didn't feel bad for betraying his son like this. John knew that a fag cunt like Andrew was always hungry for cock, whether he knew it or not.

Thanks for all your kind comments. Im glad youre enjoying the story. I just wanted to write something that ticked all my boxes 🙂 so its hot to see there are other guys who are into the slow build too. Havent decided if I should end the story soon and start something new or just see where this could go long term. Thanks for reading! Part 9 We lay like that for a while. Making out softly and holding onto each other. He stayed inside me just like I asked. I saw and felt his first load gush out of me when he pulled out and I wanted this one to stay in me. I wanted my body to absorb his cum so that he became part of me. It was strange to think that only one day before I was a total virgin who had never done anything and now I was beginning a life as a bottom who only took cock raw and who only wanted loads shot deep in me. Mr. Kelly of all people did that. He was so hot but before that day I only thought of him as a math teacher I used to have. Everything can change so fast. He finally did pull out and only a little leaked out as he did. He told me to jump in the shower again and he'd order some food so we had the energy to keep the night going. Soon enough we were back in his bed. He handed me his laptop again and asked me to choose. Then he grabbed the pipe and took a hit. It had been a while now since our last hit so the effect was totally worn off on him. I still had some of the effects probably because it had been my first time and because he had me take so many more hits. But I was ready to get high again. He put the pipe to my mouth and I took three big hits before I settled on a video and played it on his TV. It was a group scene. It looked like 5 or 6 guys all making out at the start of the scene. They were all already naked. "This is one of my favorites" he said as he blew out the cloud from the hit he had just taken. He leaned over and put the pipe to my mouth. As I took the hit, he put his mouth to my ear. "Is this the kind of scene you want to try sometime son? Wait until the fucking starts." And as if he memorized the scene, one of the guys went to the bed at the center of the room and got on his back with his legs up. All of the other men gathered around him. "Is this a group with just one bottom?" "Yes. Do you like that idea?" I didn't answer right away. One of the men was rimming the bottom while another was making out with him. I could only think how hot it would be to have that done to me. He put the pipe to my mouth again. As I took the smoke into my lungs he said "Remember to hold it in son. Make this one a big one. I really want you to feel this deep." I did as he said and even when I felt my lungs were full I tried to take in a little more. I nodded and he pulled the pipe away and I held my breath. "Now when you're ready to let it out I want you to let it out through your nose. You'll feel more of the hit that way." I nodded as the tingling started again. This was going to feel good. It was my first day of smoking T but I could already tell what a good hit was. I exhaled through my nose and a huge cloud of smoke built around my face and down my chest. "Thats it son. Fuck that's hot watching my boy get high like that." It hit me. I started shaking and tilted my head back as I rested it against the wall. "Fffffffuuuck dad...." This was the best hit I think I had yet. For good measure, he put the pipe back up to my mouth and I took another big hit. "I want you to keep practicing blowing it out of your nose. You see the difference dont you son?" I nodded as I sucked on the pipe. He took a hit right after me and I tried to hold my breath with him. I exhaled out my nose first but he did while smoke was still building around me. He turned my face to his and we were kissing again. Animals, dad and son, pressing our mouths and bodies against each other like we couldn't get close enough. The movie got louder. Lots more moaning and a lot of "fuck yeah." I turned to look at the screen and the bottom was getting fucked. One of the guys had put the bottoms legs around his waist and leaned down to make out with him while he fucked him. They were holding onto each other like their lives depended on it. Like if they let go they would lose the pleasure that their moans and heavy breathing said they were feeling right then. But even though he hadnt cum yet the top pulled away and out of the bottom and another guy from the group stepped in and did the same thing. He pushed his hard raw cock into the bottom with a moan from both and then he pressed his body down as they started making out with the same passion as the first guy. "What are you thinking? This is something you want isn't it? You want to be the center of attention? Have tops treat you like their boy? Loving you by sharing you this way?" I just nodded. "That looks so hot" I said as I looked back at him. "It looks like it would hurt after a while though. All those cocks?" A third top was fucking the bottom now. "But I just love how they all make out with him when theyre fucking him." "Yes son. I knew you would like that. I love making out with you. I can tell that it makes you want cock so much more when a man is making love to your mouth too. You wrap your arms around me a little tighter when we kiss. You know you can still be the center of a group that doesnt have as many tops." He grabbed the pipe and lit it again putting it to my mouth. We both took two more hits. "I have to refill this pipe again. I'll be right back." He got up and walked out with the pipe. "Your cloth bag is on your desk" I called after him from the bed but he kept walking. The tops all took their turns but no one came. Then the last top pulled the bottom up to his feet. All of the guys moved from the bed to a long couch. All of the tops sat down and the bottom went to one of them and stood up on the couch before lowering himself on the tops cock. They started making out again while the other tops watched and jerked off. Mr. Kelly came back into the room with the pipe. He was still hard as steel. "I forgot that I left the bag in here." He chuckled. "You didn't hear me say that when you walked out?" He just shook his head as he filled the pipe with more of the crystals. Then he lit the pipe and took the first hit. He came over to the bed as he held the hit and leaned down above my cock and blew the cloud onto it as he put me in his mouth. It didnt feel really different but there was something about seeing my cock in this mans mouth as smoke built up around his face and my cock. He lifted his head and looked at me. "You like that?" I just smiled. "You have such a cute smile son." His words could get me so horny for him. He sat back next to me again and handed me the pipe and torch. "I want you to try taking a hit yourself. You're ready for it." I tried to do what I saw him do. I had to try the torch a couple times since the flame didn't trigger with the click the first time. "Now don't get it too close. You don't want to burn it." I pulled the flame a safe distance and then started to see the smoke starting to form. I put my mouth to the pipe and kept the torch going like he had. "That's right. Yup yup yup yup." I started to laugh and coughed up the smoke. I couldn't control myself in the moment. "What happened? Are you ok?" I was still laughing. "Do you realize that's exactly what you would say when we would have to go up to the board and explain the homework problems? That was just a funny time for that throwback." He laughed with me but told me to take a proper hit this time. I lit the pipe and as I put it to my mouth to take the hit, he leaned into me closer and put his mouth up to my ear. "You like that don't you? That your old teacher is here getting you high and breeding you with his huge loads of cum? Did you ever think when you were sitting in my class that a couple years later I would have my thick raw cock deep in you? I wanted you then too. Thinking about your smooth tight body under me and my hard bare dad cock pushing into you and feeling you from the inside." I was just mesmerized by his voice and seeing the bottom in the video moving from one tops lap to another that I wasnt even paying attention to how big the hit was until I started letting some of the smoke out through my nose while I was still taking the hit. "That's right Jake. This is a fat fucking hit. Get high for Mr. Kelly. Get high for your dad." I handed him the pipe as I held the hit. He took a hit of his own as I began to let the hit out of my nose. I was getting even higher than I was before. I was floating and at the same time I could feel that hunger building through the stirring in my cock and the yearning at my hole. He put the pipe down and turned my face to his and kissed me. As I opened my mouth to his he blew his hit into my mouth and I took it in. He pulled away and told me to hold that hit in. Combined with the hit I had just done I knew this was going to put me in a place I hadn't been yet. I let it go and could feel my whole body giving itself over to the high. He was rubbing my chest and abs. "I love seeing you like this. So fucking hot." Just then his phone rang. He went over to his desk. "Fuck. Do you mind? I should get this." I just nodded. I was too high to know what to say. He walked out into the living room. I turned my attention back to the screen. The bottom was laying on the ground on his back again. One of the tops was lying on top of him. I loved how much making out there was. I always thought in a group scene that the bottoms were just treated like holes to fuck and nothing else. That never really appealed to me. This movie though was something I never imagined. The top inside and on top of him started to moan louder in the bottoms mouth. His thrusts became harder like he was trying to get deeper inside. And then that thrust that made it clear he was cumming inside the bottom. His back was arched as he tried to get as deep as he could. And then his body had those spasms like he was still shooting. He stayed inside the bottom as they continued to make out. This was so hot. I was stroking my half hard cock and started to tease my hole with my finger with my legs spread wide on Mr. Kelly's big bed. I was thinking about Mr. Kelly's body on top of me with his hard cock pressed against my hole. I arched my back with my eyes closed feeling that high going through me as I thought about the thick head pushing into my tight smooth hole. "Holy fuck that is a hot sight to walk in on." This was a different voice. Not Mr. Kelly's. I was jolted out my head as I opened my eyes and looked up. My hands were still between my legs and my legs spread apart. "Mr. Miller?! What the fuck?" My current history teacher was standing at the door with Mr. Kelly and one more guy that I recognized but couldnt figure out how. I was coming out of my high. This was freaking me out. "Wh-- wh-- whats going on? What the fuck?"

It came to me that landscaper is just plain uncomfortable in this situation. Discreetly helper puts his knee in my back and nudges me towards landscaper. As I move in for the kill helper moves in and begins kissing landscapers neck. I take his dick and begin slowing sucking and it seems with me on my knees concentrating on his crotch and helper on his neck landscaper is off someplace else deep in pleasure. I look up and helper has opened landscapers shirt and all I can see is one muscled chest against another. Landscaper gently takes the back of my head and moves his cock deeper and deeper and begins face fucking my mouth. I feel his balls and run my hand back and under his body and reach his ass and gently hold him firm against my face. I stop his movement and enjoy having this man who I have spent months lusting after finally in my mouth. I breath deep and smell his heat. I have an odd thought, that this straight dick has been inside his wife and produced kids yet here I am enjoying it for no other reason then just pure enjoyment. I never want this experience to stop. I shiver and cum in my pants

Well things have taken a turn. For the last few weeks landscaper has had a variety of helpers. All nice looking with hard worked bodies but I have not paid that much attention. Our little routine has remained the same. He comes in for a drink, we chat, he reaches for bottle, fills it with piss hands it to me to drink some, shakes his head and leaves. Not sure what he is getting out of the deal but I am a happy camper. So on Saturday he comes over with a new helper, early 20's, not overly handsome but nice body with a great hairy chest. He is working in garden and landscaper is in my kitchen and be begins talking. He asks me when I am not drinking his piss what do I like to drink. I mention gin, volka and other drinks and he lights up and says mixed drinks, I say yes. He immediately calls helper in and says he looking at me but talking to his helper, he likes mixed drinks. This obviously has been worked out because without missing a beat landsaper picks up a pot, helper pushes me to my knees and they both begin pissing in the pot. My face is only inches away from two beautiful dicks splashing piss against the pot and against my check. I was surprised how much they pissed and how much they filled the pot. Helper with his jeans around his knees ask me to suck on his nuts to clean them of of the piss that has splashed against them. Without missing a beat I had that sac in my mouth sucking them and wondering where this was going. The pot had disappeared and helper handed me a glass filled with piss. I gladly drank it down looking up at him. I could see landscaper watching this internaction and heard helper ask something but i missed it. Landsaper said go for it. Helper had his dick in his hand, my chin in the other and without saying anything slipped his cock into my mouth and began fucking my face. I remember him saying any fag that wants to drink his piss surely would like to blow him. This guy is nicely hung, not huge but thick. On my knees looking up at this swimmers body covered in hair and my landscaper standing next to him watching me blowing his helper was fantastic. Landscaper said to take a break, leaned over and taking my checks again like a few weeks ago blow a huge wad of spit directly onto my tongue. He gave me back to helper who held my head steady as he got harder and harder and finally shot a nice thick load onto my tongue. I could taste him and watched as he had one spasm after another. Out of the side of my eyes I noticed landscper shake his head no and poured me another glass of piss which I did not want to drink right then but to enjoy the cum coating my tongue. I did not have to worry because helper took it and sat it on the sink. He was soon zipped up and heading out the door. And then something touching happened. Landscaper ask if I was ok. I said GREAT and he seemed relieved. He left and that was it. A one time thing or a new chapter. Time will tell

Now that it had been close to a year of being around John and his efforts at exposing me to the things that I’d only dreamed of before becoming a poz cum whore, he informed me that for Christmas, he was taking me to Palm Springs to spend 8 days at a gay resort. I had done a few Internet searches and read about the various resorts, all of which I noted were clothing optional. They ranged from what I referred to as the vacation get a way spots for the plastic and the LTR guys, guys who were either so full of themselves they would use the resort as an opportunity to model, and those guys that were, for a lack of better terms, stick in the mud types, and then there were the ones on the other end of the spectrum that advertised sling rentals, public spaces, outdoor slings, sauna’s and the types of locations I was drawn to for anonymous cum collecting. The only thing that could have been better was a resort with dark allies, an industrial warehouse setting, locker rooms, showers, bathtubs for pissing, an all-nude bar with an array of slings and St. Andrew crosses and a fisting bench to even things out, but alas I didn’t find that in any resort. Ideally if I had one of my own, I’d build it in a warehouse making it a den of perversion. In preparation for the trip, John included a month at a tanning bed since I was about as white as the page I’m writing this on. He too would join me in our tanning sessions so that we didn’t burn or look like the walking neon lights. The one thing he did have me do however was wear an altered pair of bikini underwear. He instructed me on how to ensure that only a thin line circled my waist and that the back covered the globes of my ass. He carefully cut away the pouch so that my cock cage would fit through the opening and prevent the material in back from being stretched incorrectly. He told me that doing this would ensure that my ass would remain white against my bronzed skin and as he said, “be a becon in the night” when he paraded me around naked or in my jock to draw attention to my ass. I liked that idea. The place he chose was on No. Palm Canyon Dr. It had the variety of what he wanted to have me experience which included public spaces, sling rentals, more than 2 dozen rooms, a sauna, Jacuzzi, pool and allowed day/evening passes. It had an assortment of videos in the library and a TV in each room that played non-stop porn. Other resorts were more the image I enjoyed (leather, etc) but were limited on rooms and access by outsiders, and that wasn’t part of his plan. He wanted general access to the resort at night when the bars emptied and he also wanted to allow the daytime crowds, the closeted ones to have access. We left on Friday morning and flew into Palm Springs arriving just before noon. John had me pack light using my back pack and I was surprised when all he had me put in my bag was my trimming shears, razors and shaving cream, toiletries, collar, about 4 each of changes of red and yellow socks, my chap shorts, and an array of jock straps; some soiled some clean. Beyond that, I hadn’t seen him pack much of anything either in the way of toys, lubes, poppers or anything that would indicate what was in store for me. We got our rental car, a convertible and I had to chuckle to myself thinking how I must look like a fucking tourist. I mentioned to him that next time fuck the Chrysler and lets get an open jeep. John looked at me as we were leaving the airport and did a U turn. I told him it was okay, I didn’t mean to complain. He told me that actually what I had suggested was far better and he hadn’t thought of it. We went back to the car agency and he falsely stated that the car was malfunctioning, loosing speed. They quickly offered us another vehicle and John said, “ How about that red Jeep Wrangler over there?” he pointed. Ten minutes later we were leaving the airport and I thanked him telling him it was much more comfortable being in the jeep than that soccer mom car. He laughed and agreed, placing his hand on my knee he said, look, I want you to take off your shirt and put on your chap shorts for me. I was already wearing my boots; so it wouldn’t take me long to switch out the clothing. We hadn’t removed the side panels so I had enough privacy to switch outfits and I did. At the next traffic light, John pulled his shirt off over his head and in the Southern California sun, his bronzed torso looked so appealing. I liked looking at him this way, natural, excited and happy to be with me. I grinned and looking at a map was trying to find our way. John knew his way around PS since he’d been there plenty of times. I’d pretty much figured out where the resort was form the airport but instead of turning left on N. Palm he turned right. “You needed to get in the turn lane there.” I said, “Don’t fret your head over it, I know where I’m going we have a couple stops to make first” he said. I sat back and still looking at the map occasionally just to see our placement. He gave me shit about it and said I just couldn’t relax and had to try to be in control. I took his assessment of my behavior to heart, knowing he was right. I tossed the map in the glove box, rearranged my balls and sat back. John had removed my chastity device that morning for the flight. I hadn’t had the full freedom of air against my nads in a long time. “Don’t get too comfy there” he said looking down at my cock. “Why?” I asked. “because in about 10 minutes you’ll be caged again anyway.” I thought to myself how long it had been since I had a hard on and came that way. It had been a long time. I had cum several times without a hard on through the chastity cage when John worked my cunt, and those orgasms were intense, but I hadn’t stroked the full length of my cock in months. We had swung north on N. Palm Canyon then left just after the Pizza Hut. He drove into a large, more than obvious, expensive development. We went several blocks and stopped in front of a gated driveway. He jumped out telling me to stay put. He walked up and rang the bell at the gate and talked into a speaker. The gates opened. John drove the Jeep into the drive, the gates closing behind us. “Come on, hop out.” “Where are we?” “We’re at Mike’s” he said. I jumped out, my ass and cock exposed in my shorts and walked up the walkway to the front door and was greeted by Mike. “Hey guys, glad you could come down this week.” He motioned us in and we went into the large entry way and then into a front large room off the kitchen. “Your box is over there near the patio door” he pointed talking to John. “Great, this was much easier and we really appreciate the effort.” “No problem, all I did was sign for it a couple days ago. Bring it back before you leave and I’ll drop it off at UPS”. John in all his planning had boxed up all the items from home that I had pondered over. He had packed toys, gear, some porn tapes we’d made together and other odds and ends. “Ok, we’re ready to go. Sorry we can’t stay but we need to get set up and checked in. I’ll call you this weekend Mike to set things in motion.” John said as we walked out the door, “Hey, hang on,” Mike called back. “Come here” he said to me. “I have something for you.” Mike went to the kitchen and came back with a full paper lunch bag just barely folded at the top. It was slightly heavy, as its contents seemed to be subject to tearing the bag. “You be careful with this and carry it for John and no peeking inside until he tells you. This is from me and I’m hoping to see you use it.” He said. My cock stirred. “Thanks Mike, I appreciate it and whatever it is, I’ll be sure to show it off for you.” He laughed, “oh yea, I know you will.” John and I left and proceeded to the resort. He had reserved a room on the second floor, and the very last room on the balcony. The room overlooked the pool and Jacuzzi and gave a front row seat view of the main lobby and entry into the compound. If you got up on your tiptoes you could see over the front wall into the street out front, but otherwise, it was secluded and private. “I chose this room so that guys would have to walk down here to look in this room, not just happen upon it or walk by over and over again. I also chose it because this balcony will be perfect for you to stroll down and show off your ass to the majority of men here.” I wasn’t quite sure what he meant at the time about the men having to walk to the end to “look in the room”, but later found his plan to be well thought out. As we unpacked our goods, John handed me the chastity cage. “Go ahead and put this on for me..” I think he sensed my initial disappointment and put his hand on my waist. “You know how important it is for you to focus and I know you enjoy it.” He was right. I slipped into the bathroom and took a piss without the cage on. I spit in the clear CB3000 tube and slipped my cock into the short down turned tube using my little finger to stuff my skin and meat into it. My piss slit spread open as my skin dragged on the unlubricated sides. I closed the clasps around my balls and inserted the posts. Then I closed the lock through the primary post returning to the room and handed John the key. “Good boy, you look so hot in that new cage I got.” He had left the metal one at home, and this one although restraining was much more comfortable and lighter plus you could see my cockhead and piss slit through the clear tube which made me think how now at least I could see my cum not just feel it. John picked up the phone and called the front desk. “I’m sending my buddy down to pick up the sling, is it ready?” he asked. “Okay, he’s on his way.” Looking at me he told me to go down to the front lobby and pick up the sling he’d reserved. “Before you go, remove the chap shorts. I want you to go down in your cage and boots.” My heart began to race a bit in my chest as I looked out the window. I was going to actually be allowed to walk naked in my slightest of gear in a public space and actually talk to someone. I’d been an exhibitionist before, but in closed quarters, a safe place you might say, but outdoors in a public resort was a new experience. The front desk had said they wanted time to clean up the sling they had for us when we arrived. I did as John asked and removed my shorts standing naked in my boots except for my caged cock. The chastity device forced my balls down and spread them wide between my thick thighs, almost presenting my nads as being smashed against my body by an invisible board. It did look cool in the mirror as I passed it on the balcony and walked down to the front lobby. Several men around the pool glanced over but didn’t say anything. I looked back up over my shoulder and could see John watching me from the balcony. He was now stripped down standing naked wearing a ball cap there in the open air smiling down at me as he light a cigarette. It excited me. As I got the sling the clerk was really attentive to my cock cage. “you been wearing that long have you?” he asked. “Yes, about 4 months now.” I replied. “I didn’t see it on you when you came in.” “No, it was the traveling and airport routine so we took it off.” He handed me the sling and had me sign the paper. “Have fun sport!” he said. Walking out into the sunlight again I thought it odd he would call me sport when he was about 10 years my junior, but figured it was just his way of being friendly. He was a hot looking guy, muscled, tanned with brown hair draped over his eyes. His body was smooth I could tell and from the package he had showing in his shorts I figured he was above average in the cock department. I had the sling over my shoulder holding it with one hand and in the other a cloth bag containing the straps to hang it with and stirrups. I rounded the pool and there were two men, naked sitting on the side of the Jacuzzi who hadn’t been there previously when I went past the last time. They were both hot looking, muscled and tan with great bodies in their late 30’s or early 40’s. Their soft meaty cocks laying on the pavement below them made my cunt twitch. I looked up and there was John, looking down grinning as I carried the sling past those two men, up the stairs and to our room, I looked back and their gaze followed me all the way there. I felt natural here. John spent another 10 minutes or so setting up the sling in the front room between the two queen sized beds. We had to move the nightstand between the beds as the sling mounts were positioned that the sling would have easily swung backwards and knocked over the lamp or slightly graze the nightstand. “Let’s take a walk around the grounds. Toss on your cotton shorts I don’t want your ass burning”. I did as he suggested and he slipped on a pair of his own and slipped into his boots. We left the room and walked the full length of the complex. There was an outdoor workout room, a dark maze area around the back, a large tent erected in the side yard which we weren’t sure what that was for, another semi-outdoor room with bunk beds in it and porn playing, lockers, a steam room, a dry sauna, a large room where breakfast was served, and over 2 dozen guest rooms all facing the center courtyard. We went to the lobby and got a few drinks. Walking back out he said, “we’ll have to get some food and drinks and shit from the store and stock the room this afternoon. I’m going to leave you here and I’ll be gone about an hour, okay?” he asked. “Sure, I can wait in the room.” I replied. “No, I don’t want you in the room. I want you to get some afternoon sun. I’ll oil you up and then you can lay under the misters, those should keep you cool enough.” I agreed and we went to the room. John pulled from the drawer one of my red soiled swimmers jocks with the narrow band. “Here you go, slip this one on and I’ll get the oil.” I bent forward to slip my legs through the straps and saw behind me a man looking into the room through the picture window. He was openly groping himself under a towel. He was about 50 years old, built nicely with silver fuzz on his chest and a goatee. John came back from the bathroom and waved to the man. He nodded back. “Turn around and face the window”. I did. John proceeded to pull my jock strap off of me showing the man my caged goods. The man’s hand began to stroke himself faster and deliberately. John stood up behind me and poured the oil out over my shoulders allowing it to cascade down the front and back of me. He then began to massage it into my skin, all over me, including my ass, thighs, calves and feet. When he reached my crack, he stuck an oiled finger, then two, and then three into my cunt. Then he turned me so my back was to the window and had me bend over. He pulled my white ass cheeks apart exposing my cunt to the man in the window. I was so excited by this. I could see from my vantage point the man remove his towel and toss it up over his shoulder. I could see the thick upper shaft and fat cock head just over the windowsill but could not see the length or base of his cock and balls. I could tell it was a pleaser though and I wiggled my ass slightly. Then John continued with his show and stuffed his fingers back into me so the man could watch and fucked me slightly for a moment. John left me bent that way as he went to the box and retrieved one of my hole plugs and slipped it up past my outer ring until it clamped down on the hard rubber. “Okay, I want you to go straight to the pool side, lay flat on your back and keep your ass out of the sun as much as possible until I return. If you get too hot, come on back up and get showered up. Don’t get in the pool” He kissed me and walked past me and out the door. He stopped and talked to the man who had been watching us briefly looking back into the room at me as they did. I got one of the large towels and went to the pool, locking the door behind me. The man who had been watching was further down the balcony now strolling past other rooms and peering inside. I went to a chair and stretched out. I considered just laying back and taking a power nap thinking I would probably need one. I drifted in and out and from time to time would look up around me responding to noises of water splashing, men passing by, being cordial to say hello to passers-by. Several men had begun to gather on the opposite side of the pool, completely naked, their legs spread widely allowing me a full view of their meaty cocks and heavy balls hanging in the heat of the desert sun. There they were all lined up, some reading a book, others like myself sunning with their eyes closed, while others where looking right at me. There were some wearing dark sunglasses that prevented me from telling just where they were looking but they were turned in my direction. A thought ran through my mind as I openly eye-balled their cocks, wondering how many of those very cocks I was viewing would be erect and dripping taking aim at my spread pussy and seeding my hole soon, and I reveled in the reality and possibility of it. As I looked at each man I thought of a specific area of the resort that he would take me in and breed my cunt. I wondered how many of them were carrying poz seed, seed to plant in my cunt and continue to feed me my deepest desires. I squirmed slightly in my chair feeling my plug tug on my cunt.. I love that. The time passed by quickly and I saw John come through the gate. “Hey, help me out.” He shouted over, drawing attention from the men across from me to his voice. I jumped up and went to his side taking two large bags as he turned and went back out the gate for the rest. He returned with two smaller bags and we went to the room. As we ascended the stairs he had me stop in front of him and on the staircase in front of anyone who could see, he reached up and removed the plug from my cunt. He ran it under his nose and licked it. We walked back up to the room. We put things up and had a beer on the balcony standing in plain view of the pool. He had removed his clothing again, and I was standing in my jock. He openly slid his hand down my oiled back to my ass and began to fondle my hole. Diddling his fingertips in and around my opening, playing me like an instrument, he knew just how to make me purr, tickling me but sending sensations of want and desire through me. Standing to John’s left side the men below along the pool and Jacuzzi could see his manipulation of my cunt and my reaction as I pushed back and slightly bent forward over the rail as if to be looking at the floor below us. “I love playing with your cunt in public boy.. and I’m going to share it with all the men who want it this week. This is just as much fun for me as it will be for you. I get to show you off and show off playing in your cunt I helped make” I turned and kissed his shoulder and thanked him for being such a great Santa as he slipped the third finger inside me and using his thumb massaged the outer ring of my expanding cunt. He tugged slightly on my lips, pinching it between his thumb and finger. I moaned just slightly and drank my beer. “I love how you keep yourself exposed to me so I can just reach down and touch you and how you’ve come to worship my cock and make me feel good without asking” he continued. “I have you to thank John for allowing me to explore myself through you and I will always be your cunt.” He smiled and said, “well, you may always be my cunt, but you know we won’t always be together.” I nodded and repeated what he had told me from day one. That we were meant to be together for a while to experience what was to be experienced, but that everything runs its course. The important thing was that we both left better for having been there together. We spent another 20 minutes on the deck sharing a few words here and there and I finally could not resist. I had dropped to my knees and sucked on his cock freely there on the balcony, my ass turned toward the railing showing my cunt to anyone who could see it. “That’s it boy, show off your cunt just like I taught you. That’s your sex right there and you be proud of it. With that cunt you’ll get what you crave, cock and cum inside you” John rubbed my head and when he decided it was time to go in, he had me stand and he led me back into the room, closing the door and the drapes. “Phew it’s hot out there” he said, “let’s shower up. I stripped out of my boots and jock and went to the large shower enclosure. John followed. He stood behind me soaping my body and allowed the water to run over me. We turned and I soaped him, washing him completely. I slipped to my knees again and ran my tongue in his ass crack. He leaned forward and I hungrily ate his asshole. He liked that and I liked doing it for him tasting his musky manhole. He turned to face me and presented me with his erect cock, stroking my head attempting to shield my face from the water. Reaching up he aimed the showerhead to my back. The water ran down over my back and down my ass and over my exposed hanging cunt lips. He reached down and fondled me more as I nursed on his cock and licked his balls. I sucked John more, up until his balls began to rise. “I don’t want to cum right now so let’s hold this off some” he said. “Clean out that hole and I’ll be out here waiting.” I spent about 30 minutes deep cleaning with the shower attachment he’d brought and felt squeaky clean, and deep cleaned. I got out of the shower and dried off. He put out on the bed what I was to wear. My collar, red socks, and boots. But before I dressed he had me lay on the bed he ran my electric clippers around my nipples removing any hair at about ¼ inch away from my nipples. “We might shave your chest this week” he said, “really make those tits stand out.” he applied the nipple tubes to my nips, using the manual pump, pumped my nips up filling the base of the tubes a good inch or more. He disengaged the tubes from the pump leaving the cylinders pulling and sucking on my tits and then pulled a larger tube from the box. He told me to get on all 4’s. I did as he asked. I was on the bed right under the window, my head near the headboard. The curtains opened. We waited a few moments and John sat behind me and began to apply a good quantity of bag balm to my cunt, rubbing it into the flesh and my ass lips, massaging it, and slipping his slimy fingers into me. He had taught me that using bag balm from time to time would moisten and help stretch the superficial flesh of my cunt and nips. It made the skin soft. It helped prevent cracking and promoted pumping when on my nipples. “I haven’t done this with you before, but want to start this now. I’m going to pump your cunt.” My thoughts went to first how it would suck my insides out and I felt a twinge of fear, to thinking how my cunt would end up like my nips all hard and inflexible. “What about my hole John?” I asked. “What about it?” “Will it get hard and rough?” “No” he laughed.. “it will help expand it and train it to drop open when I touch it. You’ll have nice ass flaps some day” I loved the thought of that and pushed my ass up further in the air, spreading my knees further apart on the mattress to give him full access. “Do it!” I said. “Hang on I want someone to watch me do this.” We didn’t have to wait long; one of the men I’d seen at the pool walked up to the window and peered in. John looked him in the eye and motioned him to come around to the door. John opened the door and the man entered the room standing in the doorway looking at my upturned ass. “Fuck that is a nice fuckn ass” he started. “I was checking that out when you guys walked up here and saw you take that plug out his hole, fuckn hot.” The man sounded as though he was from the south. He had a drawl in his speech that made his masculine looks that much hotter. John replied that I was a good cunt, and this was my first time in PS and he had brought me there to share my cunt with other men. The visitor liked that idea and said he’d love to have a go at my fuckhole. John said that we’d be having the door open around 7 that evening and would welcome anyone who wanted to join. “What about you man?” the visitor asked John, “you get fucked too?” “No, I’m a top man and although I fuck in groups, my seed goes in this cunt. I’m turning him out this week and making him enjoy being a whore” That was the first time I’d heard John express that. I’d seen him fuck other guys at our parties, even let some of them suck his cock, or eat his ass but I had always assumed he was spreading his cum and sharing it with others as I had my cunt. It made me feel closer to him somehow and not in a way that made him my boyfriend or anything but just part of him. John continued to rub my cunt with the bag balm and then applied the opening of the tube to my hole. He began the pumping and shortly after the tube took a grip to my upturned hole, he turned it slightly to position it just right and then finished pumping until I vocally told him it was beginning to hurt. “Fuck yea man’ the visitor said, ‘you can see that rosebud, what a juicy fuck that will be.” John coached me through it as he always did, calming my nerves, I focused on his voice and I relaxed and felt my cunt expand in the tube. The visitor told us he’d be back that evening and was looking forward to seeding my swollen cumhole. Several other men came to watch through the window, John inviting them in to advertise my swelling cock sleeve and then he shut the door and the drapes after about 15 minutes. “I think we got enough interest in these guys, they’ll spread the word about this to the other guys looking for easy pussy.” He removed the tubes from my nipples first and marveled at the hardness and thickness of my pig nips. He ran the flat of his hand over my pecs and my tits jabbed at the air. “Oh ya, they’re primed” He reached down and turned the tube on my cunt and it slipped free. “Don’t move” he asked. He ran his hand down my crack and felt my exposed flesh, “Stay still.” He went across the room and grabbed the digital camera and snapped several shots. “Sweet Christ.. this is hot..” he leaned forward and displayed the digital screen to me showing me his work. “Awe John, that is fucking unbelievable.” I reached back to touch myself there to feel of myself.. It was indescribable and I felt like a whore should. Swollen nips and swollen cunt. It was approaching 6:40 and we’d laid on the bed for about an hour resting. I actually cat napped a bit and felt refreshed when he woke me fully. He was standing before me in his black leather shorts that I always loved. The cod piece fully packed and protruding from his firm hips. He was shirtless and wore his boots and leather biker hat. His left arm was adorned with his black and red 1” wide armband. “You need to wash up your hole and get that balm out now.. hurry along.” I jumped from the bed and dodged into the shower again using warm water and soap I flooded my ass and cleaned out once again. It didn’t take long at all. John met me as I rounded the corner into the room. He handed me a glass of water. Drink this down, all of it. I did as he asked and he watched me. “now get dressed.” I put on my collar and socks and boots and stood there. “Let’s get you primed, get up in the sling and lets lay out the main course.” He said. I sat in the sling, lying back raising my legs as I did. He took my boots one at a time and threaded them through the ankle stirrups and restraints finally securing them one at a time. “Show me your cunt.” I scooted down and placed my cunt in full view of him spreading my legs wide and finally resting in a comfortable position. He had hung the sling so that my head was just the right height above the rest of my body without the use of any pillows or pads. I felt the air run through my spread thighs and I got a case of chicken skin. He ran his hands quickly back and forth over my thighs and told me not to worry, I’d be warm soon enough. He tossed a spare blanket from the closet over me for a moment and I began to warm up. John slipped behind the half wall between the main room and the kitchenette and I could not see what he was doing. I watched the porn on the screen. A nice sling pounding by a group of men tearing into some willing bottoms ass. Nice mood setter I thought. John came back in the room with the paper bag Mike had given us. Okay, it’s time for you to see what Mike had for you. I lifted my head and looked over into the bag. It looked like a small cardboard box. John lifted it out and displayed a box of new syringes. My throat got tight. Although we partied we were responsible with each other and trusted each other. I told myself that this trip would be no different and that I could trust John. “Wow, a whole box?” I asked. ‘Well, a box yes, a whole box, no, there’s about 20 rigs in there but added to it is the materials to use with them. Mike supplied us with an 8-ball for when we go to his place on Sunday for a party. I purchased more from him and we’ll be using that tonight and part of tomorrow”. John returned to the counter behind the half wall and I watched now knowing what he was doing. He was preparing a rig. My heart was already racing with anticipation. I shivered still under the blanket not sure if it was because I was cold or from the pending slam. I tried to focus on the video and I felt my cunt sucking at the air. He walked back over toward me and set the prepared rig on the bed next to the sling. He had set up a flat surface using a board from the TV stand shelving for me to keep poppers, water and smokes there if I needed one. He turned and went to the box and retrieved one of the videotapes we had made of our sex parties. He turned the channel on the remote and inserted the tape into the drive on the base of the TV. The screen went blue, and then up came the film. It was one that was centered on the expansion and use of my cunt by men, not all in the same session but watching the tape you wouldn’t know that. I was always clad in the same gear, little to nothing and my cock was encased in each one. The slight differences of hair cut or tan was lost in the close up shots of my cunt expanding to wrap around whatever was presented. Toys, cocks, fingers, plugs, booty bumps, with a few shots of fresh cum running from my gaping cunt. My vocal responses flooding the room as I begged for more and the men talked dirty to me. I replied as though speaking another language being filthy in my speech describing my desires and what I felt and needed. He put a towel on the end of the bed and began spreading out the array of toys from the box. He had purchased some new ones I hadn’t seen before and the shapes and size of some of them excited me. There was one in particular, a shiny black one that looked like a horses cock and was very long and got thicker as it went to the base. He walked up to me and pulled my still erect nipples. “You’re going to enjoy this, I promise and I won’t be far from you tonight if you need anything. I may be out on the balcony at times, but I will always be within sight or sound of you, okay?” “yes sir.” John took a section of rubber medical tubing from the box and wrapped it around my upper bicep. He began rubbing my arm and I instinctively formed a fist. Flexing it and opening it. I watched as he found my vein. “Okay, you’re off.” He said and stuck the point into my flesh. “I always hate that part, “ I said. “I know, but it won’t last long.” I watched as the vile filled first pink then red mixing with the rig of Tina. My heart racing I knew what was coming and I exhaled deeply as he pressed the plunger. I opened my hand and he removed the point, bending forward he placed his mouth over my arm where the point had been and removed the tubing. He looked me in the eye. The sudden unexpected coughs came first, followed by a metallic taste racing across in the back of my throat and tongue, that was followed by the immediate mental thought of what am I going to feel, how much did he give me followed by the warmth and heightened sensations that grip your appendages and then rush back to the center of your very being. And the rush turned and centered on my exposed cunt. I became aware of my out stretched legs, I wanted something immediately to touch my cunt. John removed the blanket as he watched me start to fly rubbing my chest telling me I was a good boy. My eyes began to flutter in my skull as he walked across the room and turned out the ceiling light, opening the door, pulling the drapes back fully and came back to me, leaning forward and on his knees he began suckling on my cunt. I was lost and at that same time grounded right there as I felt the sensations of his attack on my exposed flesh. He spoke to me of how he was going to take me further in my transformation, exposing my cunt publicly and whoring me out. He was going to allow any man who walked in that room to place his cock in my mouth or cunt and breed me. These men, he explained, won’t be prescreened like we did at home on the Internet; they would simply walk in and use my cunt. As he continued to allow his voice to overtake my consciousness, I heard him say that I would be fully fisted tonight, that I would accept his full fist and have other men watch as he punch fucked my cunt open even further than ever before; then turn me over to them. I could only beg for him to take me there. All I could do was start to plead “yes, awe ya, please?” I looked up at the screen and I saw toys entering my cunt and I begged him to feed my hole with toys, with something hard.. he complied and lathered one with the large tub of Crisco on the floor beneath me. The light from the table behind him shown perfectly on me in a soft glow and stopped short of my neck. I was able to see clearly in the dark without the light blinding me as men walked up to the window and gazed inside watching us. They were talking and watching. I saw the video camera resting on the dresser top, aimed at my ass. I saw the solid red light knowing it was running. I felt John lather my ass now with the lubricant and the initial pressure, although light, of the toy that was about to enter me. I looked to the sidewall to my right and saw in the mirror that it was one of my larger toys disappearing inside my cavity with such ease. “You’re a good boy, taking this big meaty cock I have for you.” he said. My mind swirled around the fact that it wasn’t a real cock, that it was just a toy, or was it a real cook as I looked back up at John standing there pushing his hips into me; that fat cock still lodged inside me, he was fucking me with that.. it was his fat cock, the toy was an extension of him and it was his cock fucking me now, widening me and filling me. He stepped back and punched the end of the toy repeatedly, I felt my guts move as if a wave had hit me. “Okay to join?” we heard. I looked up through haze and John looked over in what seemed to be slow motion. “Fuck ya guys, come on in, this cunt is hungry.” I heard him say. Three men entered the room, each in various stages of undress, one fully naked with his cock pointing the way in front of him, the other two stripping as they walked in. John stood up from his position and the men surrounded me, each feeling of my cunt and the huge toy stuffed inside it. “Oh ya, this fucker is needy isn’t he?” one said looking to my eyes, knowing my dilated eyes had given me away. “Why yes he is, and he’ll beg you for it.” I took my cue, I had been zoning some but it was to be expected. I began telling the men how it was my first time in PS and that I was being trained to be a poz’d, chem’d cumwhore and needed my cunt trained properly like a whore with as much poz seed as possible. How I ached to have my cunt filled and stuffed and dropped open in public and wanted each of them to cum deep inside me. There was little hesitation if any at all as one man took control of the toy in my cunt and began ramming it, eyeballing the other toys on the bed. “He take all of these?” he asked. John said, “all but the last three on the end. Those are for a bit later when I make him my puppet.” The men knew what he meant, so did I. “I’m poz” one said, “me too” said the other, the last looking at the first two said, “fuck, I don’t know but I’m not passing up my go at this cunt.” One by one each of these men had his turn with me. They worked in unison spitting in my face, calling me a whore and pile driving my stretched exposed cunt with various toys. I asked for their cocks, their fingers and their cum. One of the men took two of the averaged sized dildo’s and began to punch fuck me with them one at a time, alternating between the two back and forth until he shoved both in side by side, stretching me as he twisted them and turned them. Another was liberally coating my chest, legs and arms with a layer of thin Crisco, spreading my sweat all over until my tanned skin was shinning in the light. As I was being fucked with the two dildo’s I told them they were going to make me cum. “fuck you aren’t even hard man I don’t think so’ one of them said. John, standing near by with a boy sucking on his cock looked over at me, watching. “No, really, I think I’m going to cum.” I said. Then I felt a release, but it wasn’t cum, I was pissing bolts of warm yellow chem’d piss out my cock cage. With each entry by the man shoving dildo’s in me, piss shot out of my cock and drooled across my torso from the opening of my cage. One of the men bent over me and lapped at it, spitting it into my mouth. “Woo-ee!” he said, “lets hold off so he can piss.” The man fucking my cunt stopped momentarily while they got John’s empty glass off the dresser and held my cock down over the front of the sling, pointing the opening into the glass, I released my piss. “Hey” John called over, “in that box there is a toy with a funnel tube connected to it. Go ahead and stuff that in there and fill him with that piss.” One of the men got the dildo with the attached funnel and shortly after they were filling my hungry hole with my own chem’d piss. It was amazing as I felt my body absorb the recycled Tina, the best booty bump I could describe. While this was going on they were discussing fucking me and one lined up between my thighs and pulled the plug out slowly. I hadn’t absorbed all the piss but was gaining ground with the affects of it. He slid his hard cock into me and began to slow fuck me, pulling the sling so I swung on it. I looked at John, now he was fucking that boy over the end of the other bed, slapping his ass. I liked watching both the live porn and up on the screen, the video showed John fucking me. The guys liked the porn, thought it was cool to watch and commented how it was something different and more personal. The man inside me began to ride me harder, the other two feeling his nips and putting their hands on my opening as he fucked in and out of my slopper. One got down under the sling and I felt the most amazing thing, his tongue was licking the cock going in my ass and my hole at the same time. He convinced my breeder to pull out and stuff it in his mouth and back in my cunt. The cock sucker commented on how good it tasted, my cunt juices and piss mixed with precum. The man stood firm, gripping the sling straps pulling me in for one last plunge when he emptied his balls in me, groaning he looked at John saying he’d just dumped in his whore’s cunt. John looked at me and asked “What do you say cunt?” “thank you sir! More, I need more.” The man who’d fucked me, pinched my nip and slapped my open cunt with the flat of his hand. “you’re welcome and I’ll be around all weekend.” The other two tag teamed me for a while, each taking turns and then pushing the other aside to take aim and sink their cock into me. They came inside me soon after the other and left the room thanking us. Just as they were saying their so-longs, I noticed the man who had been watching us earlier in the day through the window when John prepared me for the pool. He walked slowly toward the door keeping eye contact with me as if waiting for me invite him in. I motioned with my head for him to come in and he walked up to the sling and put his fingers on my cunt, slipping them in and pulling them back out to examine them and stick them in my mouth. “Nice…” he said. “Thanks, I need you to fuck me.” I said. He bent pulling his shorts off and I saw the full length of his bare cock.. it had to be at least 7 ½” long, but was as thick as my wrist. He stepped forward rubbed his cock head on my open hole. He bent down and sucked on my cunt for a moment and stood back up to plant his cock inside me. He didn’t last long. He humped like a rabbit, but his girth felt good. He dumped his seed, and walking out thanked John. John and I had a few moments alone then, and he walked over to the kitchenette and I heard the paper bag. Surely he wasn’t going to slam me again so soon I thought. He spoke to me about how sexy I was, and how proud he was to have a cunt like me to whore out. He was pleased and I was too. I waiting for him to return marveling in how I was feeling, how slutty and dirty I was but so turned on being this cunt in a sling transitioning to a full chem’d whore. John approached and I saw nothing in his hands other than a glass of water. “Drink up we need more piss for your cunt and you need hydrating.” I swallowed the large glass of cold water, I looked up at him and as he stepped in between my thighs he said, “Here’s your candy-cock whore” and sank his Tina coated cock head deep in my cunt. “Now what do you say?” It was my first night in Palm Springs with John, I’d just finished taking my fourth load in under just over an hour and he had planted his Tina coated cock deep in my cunt. “awe, yea, fuck yea man, I need that…” I moaned and gyrated my hips, bucking back up against his hips. He hand his hands firmly planted on my pecs as he pushed harder and began to make his cock swirl around in a circle inside me, coating my insides with his candy-cock. He looked at my eyes and told me how much he was enjoying making me his whore taking men’s poz seed. I replied telling him how slutty it made me feel to have those same men leave after breeding me without saying much to me, but being sure to thank him as they walked toward the door. “That’s what happens to a whore, you’re nothing but a fucking cunt for them to use, get used to it.” I felt a new urge rise up in me to show him just how much I understood that. As he backed away from me, pulling his dripping cock from me, he walked around the side of the sling and fed it to me. I opened my mouth tasting the tart remnants of cum mixed with my tina juiced ass. “Tastes good huh?” he smiled looking down and I could only nod my head as I cleaned his cock off. Swallowing the sticky fluid adding to my high. In the mirror behind him, I saw a man looking in the window. I had heard footsteps first and it registered with me what John had said about having the last room at the end of the balcony. Anyone coming that direction was coming for one reason, to look in our room, and John used that signal to put on his show for the voyeur’s. John spit in my face as I sucked his cock and he reached down between my spread legs and began to man handle my cunt. I felt one of the average sized dildos being used as he verbally coached me to clean his cock. I lost sight of the man in the mirror as he was headed for our door. “Come on in.” John invited the stranger to join us, I looked back in the mirror and saw another man. The dildo was removed from my ass and I felt fingers and then a cock slapping my opening making a wet “fwap” sound. The man was hard. “Look what’s knocking at your door slut.” John said, pulling his cock from my mouth. I turned and saw that the man had a respectable 8 or so inches, was uncut and sported a nice PA. He was average built, like he worked hard for a living at some labor-intensive job. He had firm hands, great arms and a broad chest. He had thick hair all over his forearms that brushed my skin as he would touch me. He stepped back a moment and took the dildo John had removed and put it back in, sliding it effortlessly back and forth. “How long have you been whoring him out tonight? How many loads?” John said 4 loads, just over an hour.” “Nice” he replied. As he kept using my hole he ran his finger over the top of the toy and collected a mass of juice and cum, he reached up and stuck it in my mouth, opening his as though showing me what he expected. I licked and sucked his finger clean tasting more of the mixed fluids. I began to hump my hips up to meet the invading toy, wanting him to go faster, deeper. “Good fuckn whore!” his tone with me was much different that it had been with John. It was deeper, more forceful. “You want my cum in your twat fucker?” he asked. “Yes Sir, please breed me.” He turned and looked at John. “You mind if we blindfold this bitch?” he asked. “Not at all.” John brought out a bandana first, a red one, and tied it over my head and eyes. Although I could still see through it, I knew this was his attempt to help keep the sweat out of my eyes. He placed the leather blindfold over that. “I like a whore but I don’t want him looking at me knowing what I’m doing. I want him to feel me, not see me” he said. “He’ll treat you right, won’t you cunt?” “Yes Sir!” The man removed the toy and I was sent into a private space of visions created only by the sensations and feelings I was having as he completely and totally ravaged my cunt with his cock, his fingers and whatever else he was using to stretch me open. I know he was using the array of toys on the bed available to him. John came up beside me again, turning my head and having me suck his cock. I felt his hands on my head, I felt the burly man’s hands on my thighs and in and around my hole as he attempted to stretch my cunt over the widest part of his hand, his fingers wiggling inside of me to open me further. Then I felt more hands, on my nips and pumping action. There was someone else there. My head was turned and another cock slid into my mouth, not fully erect and tasted of a fresh shower. As I sucked the new cock, he praised my mouth, telling John what a great cocksucker his whore was. It grew as he fucked my mouth and throat. It was a nice thickness, I could feel the large ridge around his plump cock head and taste his precum. He went past my gag reflex and I opened my throat to him. The cock in my hole began to swell, and as Mr. PA man dumped his load in my cunt he let loose a page of verbal remarks calling me his fucking bitch, and that we was going to impregnate my whore pussy, the tubes were suddenly tugged off my nips without ceremony and replaced with his mouth as he fell forward on me chewing my tit. I slipped the cock from my mouth and thanked my breeder repeatedly for his cum. “Did you charge my cunt? Did you give me your dirty seed?” I begged to know. “I did bitch.” I heard him talk to John as they walked away from the sling and I felt a set of thighs between my legs. “You sucked cock so good now I need some of that pussy too. You want some more cock you whore?” I responded by wiggling my ass, spreading my thighs more by bending my legs and humping the air. “Yes please, please fuck me.” “Your whore pussy is swollen out past your crack man, and that cage keeping your worthless cock in place makes me hot. Wiggle that little bitch package boy, make your nads bounce for me and push out your pussy.” he said. I wiggled side to side and then humped up and down allowing my caged nads to flop around for him. I pushed as hard as I could and was rewarded with more verbal responses from him. He placed that plump cock head in me and slid in easily, a nice squishing sound and as he pulled back, a suction sound. “fuck man, you are a whore, a whore with a sloppy gaping cunt.” I felt him put his cock back in me and then I felt that dildo again, the one from earlier that John had been using on me. “Let’s see if you can take both cocks bitch.” From behind him I heard John edging him on, “Ya, that’s it man, show that whore how to get double fucked and like it.” The images in my head of my cunt being double stuffed with a cock and a fuck toy sent me over the edge. I felt that familiar twinge again. “I’m gonna piss!” I said. “Yea? You gonna piss your sweet dribble out of your faggot whore cock boy?” my new top man asked. “Here, put this in there with your cock instead.” I heard John say. “Oh fuck yea, that is hot.” I felt the dildo removed and be replaced with what felt like the funnel plug. “Let me help get this in” John said. “Spread that cunt boy!” now John was speaking to me in a more authoritative tone than I was used to. “Come on, open that cunt and take this plug. Don’t you dare piss yet.” He said. The plug popped in finally as best it could next to the mans cock. My nads were pulled down and I heard the sound of my cock cage hitting the side of the funnel. “Piss bitch” my top man said. I started to piss slowly and I felt my hole push out. “Oh fuck yea, this whore is primed I can smell that piss is ripe with chem..” I felt the warm fluid begin to fill my hole. My top began moving his hips slowly, “oh fuck that is so hot. I can feel it around my cock… oh, uh oh…” his cock slid out quickly, he shoved the plug in harder..I arched my back.. “Lay down bitch, take this like a good whore.” I lay back down, breathing heavy I felt my burn begin. The piss was a short one, I knew I had more but it wasn’t coming out. The plug was removed and I was then being fucked again. “That’s a good sloppy fuck now sport.” He said. Sport. I knew now it was the desk clerk from earlier in the day who called me that. I knew he had a nice cock, and I was right. Now I had the image of him in my head as he fucked me. He twisted his cock into me, drove into me and continued to use various implements on my hole as he finally began to pump faster and I knew my reward was soon to follow. He jerked and slammed his cock into me grunting with each bolt of cum that shot inside me. He remained there until he went soft and his cock fell from my gaping hole with ease. I felt fluids running out of me and down over my ass and pooling under my ass in the sling. “Don’t waste that shit man.” He said, I felt his hand under me then he put those same fingers in my mouth. I ate from them and licked his hand clean. “Thanks for the great fuck man, I’ll be sure to pass it on.” “See you later whore.” Then I heard the door close and the sound of the drapes being pulled shut. John removed my blindfold and bandana. I didn’t mention that I knew that had been the hot front lobby clerk. “Time for a quick filler up” he said, and he returned with a new rig of meth. “Before we do this. I want you to get down, stretch a little, drink some more water. But let’s put this plug in you first.” John plugged my hole before he had me stand. This time, the plug was one of the larger sized. “Fits good now.” He said smiling. I took my break, and then he had me sit on the bed. He slid the point into me and I lay back, feeling twisted and hungry. He put me back in the sling, opened the door and several more men walked in shortly thereafter. I lost track of time, of faces, real and perceived of the men who used me that night. They ranged from drop dead hunks to old, skinny, short, tall, fat, young, hung, not so hung, hairy, smooth, black, white, latino. They used me like a whore, stuffing me with everything in site and John maintaining my high with the occasional bump from his candy cock. By early morning, I was in the steam room, up on all 4's as i took cock in the blur of the steam. John came to get me slipping his cock into me and deposited his own cum to the mixture. He told me we needed to rest I was going to a party later that night at Mike's where me and 2 other bottoms were going to be providing our services It was Saturday afternoon, John had me lay down and rest for a while after the long night of sharing me as his whore. I didn’t really sleep long, but had several periods of rest, he made sure I enough that I’d be able to attend Mike’s party at his house. I got up and John had me do the preliminary clean up and while I was in the shower he repacked our backpacks with items he wanted to bring along with us. He had me put on a pair of shorts, nothing underneath and my boots. He put his ballcap on my head and gave me his sunglasses. My eyes as he said, “should not see the light of day” and laughed. It was true, the bright desert sun was too much for my eyes and I smiled, “ya, it’s fuckin rude man.” We loaded up the Jeep and removed the side panels and top. The resort let us store it in their locked supply area in the back. We took off headed to Mike’s arriving a mere 10 minutes later. “Sit here and wait until I tell you it’s okay to come in, I need to check something out.” I sat in the jeep and enjoyed the feeling of the afternoon sun on my chest and legs. I noted that there were about 7 or 8 other cars parked out front on the road as we drove up, and in the driveway, only Mike’s cars. I knew 2 other bottoms were slotted to be here with me, and I began wondering how much fun it would be if there were 3 bottoms and only a hand full of tops. My mind flipped gears and realized I was thinking like a whore. 18 months ago, I’d have been happy with one top, now I was getting concerned there might only be half a dozen or so. After what seemed like 20 minutes, Mike came out to the Jeep. He reached out to grab the backpacks and told me to get out of the Jeep and follow him. He took me through the side gate entry to the back yard not through the front door. I followed him through a garden that wound around the side of the house where there was a hot tub, then around the back of the house we entered through a set of double doors into a hallway. This part of the house was not actually adjoined to the main house. It was a separate building altogether. We turned right and entered a large room with vaulted ceilings and one wall was completely glass looking out onto the pool area. The walls were painted in a dark slate color and in the center of the room was a sling. Against the sidewall were closed and locked cabinets, a counter with a double sink and a small refrigerator. Scattered around the room were several vinyl chairs and a large overstuffed couch. Mike went to the far wall and slid open two doors revealing a massive TV screen. Coming back he pulled a cart on wheels over near the side of the sling. “Stip down to your boots boy while I finish setting up.” He said. “Where is John?” I asked. “Don’t worry about it. He’s mingling with the others.” I stripped naked as he had asked. “You want that cage on your cock boy?” “Yes,” I replied, “it feels right.” “Good answer fucker.” And as he said that he reached over and tugged down on my gathered nads. “Fuckn bitch clit.” Mike had me stand, arms outstretched and he inspected me. “I want to make sure you’re okay before I lock and load you. You feeling okay, not too tired, ready for a long night?” he asked. “Yes Sir!” I replied, “ready and willing.” He turned me with my back to the sling and helped me in. I asked him how many men were there and he didn’t answer me. I asked him how many would be, and again he didn’t answer me. He stayed focused on getting me in place. “You’ll be here for a short time before I’ll be opening the den to the others. You are one of three bottoms that I have out here in separate spaces. The three of you will not see each other until tomorrow morning outside on the pool deck. Each space is set up differently. Obviously you’re in the sling room right now. There are two others. Throughout the night you’ll be moved until you’ve been used in each one. Got it?” he asked. “Got it.” I replied. “I’ll be back in few to ramp you back up, I want to see you twisted on the gift I bought for you fucker. Watch the porn on the screen while I’m gone.” I sat back in the sling, drinking from a bottle Mike had given me. The screen came to life and I began watching some late 70’s hot porn. No condoms then, and these guys were fucking hot, like the men you’d meet on the street. There was no clock in the room, but I guess it was about 30 minutes before I heard someone out in the hallway. The door across the hall to mine opened and closed again. I could hear nothing. Although it was still light out, the direct sun was gone having passed over the mountain range to the west. The large glass window facing the pool area had lower operating portions and was open. I could feel the change in the air, as it was somewhat cooler. Up on the screen, two muscled hairy chested and hung men were sharing a young boys hole. I heard the door across the hall open and close and another door beside mine open and shut. The first man on the screen blew his cum load on the cock of the other man fucking the boy. What a hot scene that was I thought. Then my door opened. Mike and John walked in the room. “Hey fucker, you feeling good?” John asked smiling. He was in his black jock and boots, as was Mike. My eyes went to their bulges and I suddenly wanted them to do to me what I saw on the screen. I pointed to it, “Look at that, isn’t that fucking hot?” I said.. “I want that.” John looked at Mike with a knowing look in his eye and Mike said, “you got him right where he needs to be man, nice job.” “We’ll be doing plenty buddy.. just go along for the ride and be a good whore. Tonight you’re going to experience things you have only seen or heard about. First we’re going to start you out at the level you’re already accustomed to, and progress from there.” John said. “Now finish up that bottle of water so we can strap you down.” I drank up the rest of my water and lay back. I lifted my feet and had them through the stirrups as Mike tightened the cinch around my ankles. I looked over and John had the rig in his hand. “Okay cumslut, here’s your candy.” I put my arm out to him as Mike secured my opposite wrist in the restraint. My arm was prepared, and John put the point to its target. “Fucking taking your vein whore before we take your cunt.” Mike growled as he openly groped himself in front of me. My eyes focused on his full crotch as John released the strap. I was accustomed to this feeling now, the cough, the taste in my mouth, the fluttering of my eyes. Mike and John stood back a moment watching me until I set into a level keel. High and twisted I rocked in the sling, humping my hips up and squirming my ass, I felt my cunt push out. “He’s fine, let’s go.” The lights in the room went out completely. It was still possible to see, but shadows began to cast across the room. I saw movement in everything. I closed my eyes and became impatient in no time wanting my hole filled. Music began to fill the room. Techno of some kind, but it had a beat I could focus on, and my body began to respond to it. It wasn’t long after that when the door to my room was swung wide open and blocked. I could hear the other two doors opening as well. “Okay you fucking pigs, stalls are open.” Mike yelled in the hallway. I could hear footsteps in the hall. The light in the hall had been turned down and a red light of some kind was illuminating the space. Men began to pass by the room, stopping to look in and leave to the next. It reminded me of the baths. I looked outside and saw it was now dark. The pool area was dimly light I saw several men sitting around the heated pool, drinking, smoking, and some were stroking their cocks looking in the direction of the “den” as Mike called it. I wondered if each room had windows like mine. Whores on display I thought to myself. That made me even hornier, on exhibition like this was far superior to the small window in our resort room. Two guys entered my space and approached, both wearing chaps with their sex fully exposed. Both had PA’s, tats and facial hair. Both were shaved bald. Each were in their mid 40’s. “Let’s get this slut started.” One said to the other. There was very little ceremony, I have to be honest as the first up between my legs spit on his hand stroking his cock and roughly felt my hole. “Dry as fuck, get down there and get him ready,” he ordered his equally hot friend. The other man dropped and began licking, sucking and tonguing my hole.. I heard him spit. I heard him giving his friend head, and then I felt both his tongue and the head of the other mans cock against my opening. He slid into me and began to pile drive his cock into me. His friend came to my face and presented his cock for me to suck. I opened my mouth and took him in my mouth. The two of them using my holes for a short while before they swapped places. Again they shared what I was offering. They spent about 20 minutes with me, and I openly begged them for their cum, but they didn’t. I tasted precum, that was it. I had precum in my gash, but that was it. As they were leaving, the second and less aggressive one leaned over and spit in my mouth. “I’m going to do you a favor fucker.. “ and reaching into his waist pack, brought out a small bag of powder. He leaned forward and with a wad of spit on the end of his tongue he blew it up my right nostril. Taking his pinky finger and dipping it into the bag, he shoved his pinky up my nostril and widing it, going deep I felt a slight burn. Then he went between my legs and spat at my puckered cunt, then licked it slightly. “Push out your lips for me bitch.” He said. I pushed as hard as I could. I felt his fingers on my outer ring and more of his candy being spread on my cunt lips.. he cleaned the remnants off his fingers as he shoved them in my ass. The two of them walked out of the room and were soon replaced by another man. I felt a new sensation and thought it was familiar to me as “K” Not too much, but just enough. You been fucked yet? I was asked. “Yes, but no cum in me yet.” I replied. “No cum? Awe isn’t that too bad.” He said. He mounted me as unceremoniously as the last two had, a little spit and I had him to his balls. Then it dawned on me, there were no poppers on the stand next to me, no more water, no lube. “I’m not going to seed you either bitch, just use your hole to build up my load for one of the other whores.” I felt used. I felt cheated. I wanted that cum and I asked him again to please give me his load. “I got a poz load man.. you take poz loads?” I shook my head yes and recounted my experiences so far this weekend. He listened intently, I felt his cock pulse a few times, but he didn’t cum. He stood still, not moving, ordering me to stay loose and not try to milk his load. I did as I was told, even though it went against my instinct. He reached forward and tugged at my nips. Damn it I thought, my nips aren’t full like they should be, where was my pump? Again, I felt less than I wanted to be. “Okay slut, I got something for you.” I heard him say and I was thrilled at the thought of taking his load and I began to tell him thank you and expressing my need for his cum. He laughed. “I told you I’m not going to cum.. but I will fill your gut with my piss.” Slowly I began to feel his piss shoot from his cock and fill my hole. I felt the familiar warmth followed by the scent, knowing it was chem’d. I thanked him just the same and before he left the room he had me clean his cock with my mouth. “Later” This continued for several hours until John finally came in the room and I asked him where my pumps were that I needed my nips full and how come no one wanted to cum in me? “You’re making me so fucking proud man,” he said, “it’s all part of your night. You’ll understand soon enough.” John went to the counter area and unlocked the cabinets. From my vantage point I could see an array of toys and gear. In one end was a stainless steel box. He went to the fridge and returned with a bottled water that had a nipple on it like a baby bottle. He tilted it up over my head and as he fed me the bottle, he reached down between my spread thighs and fingered me. “That’s it fucker, be my whore.. suck that down and then I’m going to ramp you up one more level.” Men entered the room to watch. It was a new feeling, being fed through a nipple and fingered. I felt taken by him again. I felt like I wanted that nippled bottle to be his seed, or his piss. My thoughts went to wanting my nips to be as big as that nipple and wondered if they would be. I openly moaned. The men seemed to like that. I removed my mouth and told him I would need to piss. “Piss right where you are.” I put my mouth back on the bottle sucking in the fluid and as he fingered me deeper my bladder was released through my cock cage. Some of it being fingered into my hole as John captured quantities of it and cupped his hand like a funnel running it into me. The rest coated my balls, ran between my thighs and dripped to the floor beneath me. “Now you smell like you should.” He leaned down and sucked up the small pool of piss from my navel and licked my cunt. “fuck yea.. you’re such a good whore.” I had nearly finished the water when the nipple was taken from me, and John returned with a new rig. He found a new spot on the opposite arm and injected me quickly. “next one will be in a new room, so enjoy this.” Again, I felt the comforting embrace of the Tina and I shook lightly for a moment.. the other men in the room gathered close. I don’t know how many, or what they looked like. I only know my cunt was being driven and plowed hard. A hand went over my face and covered my eyes. It was fast followed by an article of clothing tied around my head. I could not see. I felt sensations of cock, fingers, and toys entering me. I felt several hands spreading me wider and then my ankles removed and placed in straps that reached back behind my head spreading me as wide as I could, my knees toward my elbows. I heard pieces of comments, remember some of what they wanted.. I responded to everything, if I didn’t they took it. “Fuck he’s getting real wet without any lube.. “ one said…followed by, “just like a trained whore will do after enough friction and precum” “no, it’s the K I put in his lips” another voice said.. “give him some more then..” I felt a large toy enter me deeply.. “Ya, he can take it deep, lets put it deep” The toy was removed and replaced shortly after. “Feel that cunt?” I heard, I shook my head; it’s all I could do as I mumbled, moaned and begged for them to use me. “Fuck yea..” I felt the tingle deep this time. They planted some K deep in me with the toy. It didn’t’ take long and I heard my hole gushing with liquids.. my own.. it was sloppy wet. The clothing was removed from my face, I looked down through over my sweat coated body and saw a man approaching with a long tube.. and a gas mask. Another man took the clothing they had used and sprayed something into the cloth stuffing it in my mouth. They put the gas mask on me. The cloth had a new affect as I felt my insides unfold starting at my rib cage.. “Oh fuck yea.” Followed by moaning and verbal comments.. “look at that fucker open.. he’s ready.” Another said. Following that my mind circled and I felt an almost out of body experience, completely focused on my cunt. I could see myself in the sling being taken by a circle of men. I felt my hole being stretched and stuffed. I felt my own sweat mixing with my piss and their sweat. I inhaled more of the cloth. A hand reached up under and removed the soaked cloth from my mouth. “Get him down now guys.” I felt my hands and ankles removed. I looked up and it was John. “Stand up slow.” He said. I sat up in the sling. I felt my legs regain their strength slowly and I stood. John was in front of me and I fell forward for a moment into his arms. My gas mask tube caught between us he whispered in my ear. “You’re going across the hall now, it’s time.” I was led to the next room some under my own power, and I saw before me a dark red painted room. In the center of this room was a medical examination table, to the side a sitting sling. My cock, even caged, wanted release. I was put on the exam table, legs in the stainless steel stirrups. There was lube and grease all over the base of the table and some gobs of it on the floor beneath the sitting sling. I knew someone else had just been here. Music began to fill the room, a different beat than that I’d heard before. John approached. He showed me he had coated his cock with more tina. “You don’t need another slam for a while, this is just to maintain you.” he inserted it into me. “John?” I asked, “thank you.” I said. He removed his cock and took the tube of my gas mask turning my head toward him. “No, thank you.” he said placing his cock in the opening of the tube.. men began to approach and one in particular kneeled down in front of my exposed cunt on the exam table and swung the stirrups up and out making me slide down slightly. He began to massage my cunt.. and John lifted the hose above my head and my mouth and face were flooded with his piss. I swallowed all I could. The man working my cunt told John, “you said you wanted to film this, you better get your camera.” John left the room.. “I’m going to open your cunt tonight whore, I’m gonna be your trainer, I got small hands but I’m going to use my fingers and then my fist. I’m going to use whatever I need to use to open you.” Another burn as I knew he had just bumped me again with something. I closed my eyes and felt my hole push out.. he coached me like John had in the beginning, telling me to open my cunt, knowing how much I responded to his verbal dirty talk, he knew he had a goal in mind, and he was telling me what to do. A hand raised my hood and a new cloth was put in my mouth, again, the same spray that had been there before. I felt myself unfold again.. and I felt my hole take more than it had ever done, not in depth, but in girth.. I heard jeering comments, I heard them tell me to show off my cunt, they each promoted my being a whore. Then I saw my nip pumps and felt John apply them.. he pumped me full. I pissed and again it flowed freely where ever it needed to. Some was used on my hole, some scooped up and wiped over my chest and stomach. I pushed my cunt out as hard as I could. I felt the stretching and finally I felt my cunt sucking on a large object.. “you’re pulling me in fucker.. you’re getting there.. keep it up.” This went on for well over an hour, in and out, fucking me with his small fist, pulling the walls of my hole open with his fingers and sinking his hand back into me. I didn’t know how deep, I couldn’t see. John stayed close by filming and other men would reach down and feel my opening as the other skilled man trained me to open for him. I began to feel the burn and the pressure. I told them I was feeling full. As the hand was pulled out of my hole and the topman rubbed my belly, he pressed down, and running his slimy hand over my stomach from my ribs down to my cock, he pulled all the way out and I released a wet slimy fart that left my hole standing open… “he’s ready for the sling.” He said. Before I was put in the sling, John gave me another slam. Again, I was sent to my headspace. My legs were put through the straps up to my thighs, the lower back strap across me, I was suspended in air my cunt drooling below me. My nips full and hard. I felt right again with the world. Men began to circle and share my exposed dropped cunt. Reaching under me they probed me, their hands slick with j-lube. John had me lay back enough as I had not yet really sat back and down all the way. A higher strap ran across my shoulder and he had me lock them under my stinky arm pits. A game of grab ass was under way, except in this one, it was penetration by hands and fingers.. “give him just a little more K” john said, right on his exposed gash. A dry paper towel ran across my opening several times rubbing it clear of lube.. the K was massaged into my rosebud. It didn’t take too long for it to have its affect. Three men were left now in the room with me, laying on the floor under me with their hands extended upward reaching into my hole.. the music had a beat to it, and they were using my hole sharing it to the beat of that dungeon music. I was being punch fucked and my cunt was making suction and sloppy sounds that can only be appreciated by those who have experienced it.. lube ran from me to the floor down their arms.. we were a sticky mass. As I came down from the high and found myself suspended there and alone I reached down and felt my cunt. It had dropped fully open. As I did this, John walked in the room. “Don’t worry slut, you don’t need a diaper yet.” I smiled at him.. he walked over and pulling my nips sucked my tongue into his mouth he squatted and lowered a hand between my suspended legs and fondled my gaping cunt. He groaned and told me it was taking great shape. Looking in my eyes he asked me if I liked that in his daddy tone..”yes I do..very much.” I said. “uh huh, I know you do fucker, and I’m going to love sharing this open cum hole more and more. You want that?’ “yes please!” John helped me down from the sling. I slumped on the floor for a moment and he knelt beside me rubbing my back and chest. He walked over across the hall and returned yet again with a bottle of water with a nipple on it. “you seemed to like this so here, let’s feed you some more.” I took the nipple in my mouth and sitting down with me, he pulled me across his chest holding the bottle near his own nipple. I sucked at it looking up at him as he looked at me. “Good fuckn whore.., so fuckn sweet.” He said, running his other hand down between my legs he aggressively worked my cunt deeply and I raised my legs to plant my feet flat on the floor to provide him full access. “Just like a bitch..I want some of that myself” he said and had me lay flat and put my boots on his shoulder. He reached behind him and scooped up the globs of lube from under the sling and began to enter me himself. My cunt burned and I told him.. he took the bottle of water and made the lube more slick again. Returning the bottle to my mouth, he fully fisted me to his wrist. He looked me in the eye and spit in my face. “Fucking whore!” he said. We left the room and went across the hall to the third room. I asked John what time it was. He whispered in my ear, 4:00 a.m. You got 3 hours in this room and then to the pool at 7. In the third and last room, there was a large bed covered in play sheets. They were spotted with cum, piss and lube. This room was the smallest of the 3. It had a sling also, but it wasn’t flexible made of leather or other fabric. It was a leather coated board. John sat me down on the bed, he inserted a rock into my cunt and then had me snort a line of K. “No more slams tonight. You don’t need it”, he laughed. I got on the board and he secured my feet. “here’s some spray type poppers you seem to do so will on.” He grinned and handed me a full spray can and a cloth. I took a hit to see if it was the same and it was I liked them a great deal. Several men came in the room and began to fuck me. They were more in the party mood now, focused on only what was in front of them, while others were laying across the sticky sheets talking and making out, sucking cocks. I phased in and out for a while at first and then noticed a new guy. He was fucking hot, muscled, smooth chest with nips that I wanted on my own chest, and he was stroking a thick meaty donker cock. He was about 6’2”. He stood like that off to one side and behind the group making lewd faces at me, shaking his head yes and darting his tongue in and out of his mouth as he watched a cock bury itself in my cunt. “fuckyea” he mouthed letting his drool drop to his fist around his cock. At this point I’d lost count of who or how many loads I was getting. I was sure to thank each one for their cum, telling them I had hoped they were poz loads.” Finally it was the muscled man’s turn. He knelt down and sucked on my cum filled cunt and shook his face back and forth over my opening coating his face with my juices.. he stood up glistening and licking his face as far as his tongue would reach and stuffed his meat into me. It was easily taken.. “You are one sloppy fuckn whore pig, you know that?” he asked. “Yes, I know I am and I love being this way for men.” He smiled and what followed was a long fucking, slow then fast and hard, over and over until I begged him to cum before I had to leave the room and go outside. From time to time John would come in and pump my nips or give me his piss. My high well maintained. John stood near muscle man and said something to him that made him grin and said fuck yea. John jacked off onto the mans fingers. Finally muscled man wrapped his hand around his cock and stuffed both into me. I bucked and moaned. “Lay down bitch” he said.."look at that man, he just shot his wad inside that cage.. fuck!" I did, the sensations and the fact John let him use his cum in my hole made me cum. He began to jerk his cock off in my hole with John's cum. John got down and took the head of the cage in his mouth and vacuum sucked my cum out and ate it. Although I’d like to say I felt muscle mans seed shoot in my cunt, I couldn’t. I felt him jerk and knew he was cumming and by his facial expression of surprise and release. He was a silent cummer. “There’s a fat poz load of dna for you.” he said. “See you outside.” I left the room only after John put a much larger plug in my hole. We went to the deck and I was rinsed off with the garden hose. It felt good. I was so hot and sticky. I looked behind me and two other guys were being led outside. One black kid about 20 and the other a guy in his 30’s looked as though he’d been crying. We were all washed up and given some fruit and water. The two other bottoms were escorted away shortly after breakfast and they left. John sat down next to me on the lounge chair. “Good fuckn party huh?” he asked. “Yes, it was, and my cunt feels like you could put that melon in there.” He laughed.. “good, I’m happy you’re enjoying yourself.” Mike came over and chatting with John mentioned they’d be doing another one next weekend if we were still around, we were welcome to join. John told him he’d be interested, but that he’d let him know. “How about you whore? You interested?” Mike asked? “Hell ya, can we skip the first room though?” I asked.