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Hooked up with a gorgeous 22 yr old muscular hairy lad called Ryan, he’s half English half Irish, 6’ tall, hairy body, big meaty hairy arse & a big fat 8” cock. He came on over just after 11pm & was originally coming over to get one or two loads bred in his arse. It’s now 3:20am & I’ve just bred my 5th big load in his meaty cunthole & have made him orgasm twice. His cunthole feels so good on my cock I’ve told him i wanna keep breeding him over & over. He told me my dick feels fucking amazing inside him & to fuck him for as long as I like.

Part 15A: ''The Climax'' - I am about to ejaculate deep inside of your neg cunt faggot-boy. Oh Fuck. I'm cumming. YES. Oh fuck. OH FUCK. I am about to beCUM your Master, and even I have a Master.... HAIL S-atan.... Ugh-Grunt. With the sudden sensation of something warm and wet I could feel flooding my guts alongside Uncle Terry (now becoming my Master) buried balls deep and holding his pozition completely still whilst grunting in a steady rhythm every few seconds, I could tell he was unloading his pent up dirty seed from his fully loaded hyperspermia shooting fuck weapon... Once he had finished dumping his potent T☣️XIC seed deep inside of me my Master brought us both upright and STILL with a full mast erection fucks me slowly with our bodies still at that perfect 45 degree angle to the floor to ceiling mirror giving us that perfect post fuck visual. We reconvened our fixed locked gaze from a short while ago as my Master continued to fuck me. I returned to tweaking my piglet-tits and said.... - THANK YOU, my Master. - Oh Fuck.... What if that T☣️XIC load I just pumped into your guts creates a new poz pig? - Then my Master will OWN me! I further responded with scooping up piss and splashing it all over me as he continued to fuck my now loose, wet, and battered cunt filled with my Master's T☣️XIC dirty seed. And all you could hear now was sloppy squelching noises with each inward stroke. STILL fully erect even having just dumped a load. - This piglet was in hog heaven!

Had a horny foursome last night with my boy, Drew, his buddy, Dwayne and my buddy, Steve. The four of us have fucked around many times before but last night’s fuck was the best. Steve and I put the boys in regulation jockstraps - they’ve both got nice bulges and he jocks make their asses look amazing. We put the boys on their bellies, spread their legs and Steve buried his face in Drew’s asss crack while I did the same to Dwayne. Steve and I both have heavy stubble and strong tongues and wee made those boys moan for an hour as we ate their holes. We swapped boy several times and got them good and wet. By now Steve and I were well fukkin hard so we mounted the boys and pressed our hard cocks on their holes and at exactly the same moment we drove our cocks balls deep up their asses. They both moaned together as we penetrated them. We fucked them good for ten minutes and I suggested to Steve that we swap but he said “you fuck Drew most days, I’m enjoying his ass so I’m gunna breed him” I agreed but said we should cum together. I said “I’m about to shoot my load into Dwayne” Steve said “gimme a minute” Then he grunted “I’m gunna cum” and with that Steve and I grunted and fucked our loads up the boy’s assholes. After we’d emptied our balls Steve and I stayed inside the boys and just grinned at each other. I love watching Steve fuck - he’s a real masculine guy and sports a massive cock - bigger than me. Drew was opened up wide and well seeded.

I really started chasing about a year ago, back then it was me taking a prep vacation and taking loads from anyone that would give me one. Over the past few months I’ve had a sexual awakening, if you will. I went from prep vacationer to stoping prep completely. I hit so many people up on BBRT and Scruff due to keywords I noticed in their profiles. I began to not really expect a response, but I finally got one… A month went by of chatting daily where we shared our deepest darkest desires. I gained a better understanding of the chase, and what I’m getting myself into. He put me through a rigorous examination via dialogue before he even agreed to convert me. I had to prove I was willing and fully understood how this would change my life forever both medicated and unmedicated. We finally met up with no intentions of playing, just an in-person discussion of our goals individually and together. I met him as he got off work. We talked in my car for a while, I wasn’t keeping track of time. He invited me back to his place to talk further and I agreed. I followed him to his apartment. Within ten minutes I was heels to Jesus begging for him to poz me. That night I took my first toxic load after being off prep for approximately 30 days. I get a message the next morning apologizing because he didn’t keep his word regarding our “no sex” agreement and concern that I would be regretting what took place. After reassuring him and a lot of conversation about my desires to become POZ. We scheduled another date for a couple days later and it wasn’t your typical meet up. I’d been wanting a PA for sometime, and the only time I could get scheduled with a piercer was during our date. Which totally ruined my plans for sex, but it gave us time to get to know each other. He continued to fuck me on a regular basis for the next few weeks. Being a couple of depraved freaks we even slammed his blood into my veins. One afternoon he let me cut repeatedly into his chest with a scalpel. I cut into mine on the opposite side and we pressed our bleeding bodies against each other and kissed more passionately than any two people have. He stared into my eyes, “Suck it until your mouth is full, but don’t swallow.” When I pulled my lips away from his chest he bent down and sucked his blood from my mouth. He flipped me over, spit on his dick and fucked me with our blood and spit for lube. He pressed and fingered his chest working his tongue around the wound until he has slurped enough to spit more onto his dick and kept fucking me. When we kissed our bloods pressed between our lips and cheeks. By the time he came inside me we looked like vampire characters from Buffy.

Part 12: ''Taking Control'' Once upstairs SIR went into the living room, looked out the window and he could see Sir Doug's car had returned, and no sooner had he seen that he could hear footsteps from the room above. Had Sir realised that SIR and I were missing. SIR was about to find out. He went and got himself another beer and sat in his usual spot on the couch, drank, and waited. It did not take long for Sir to come down and into the living room... - Hey Doug mate, how's your mum? - She's not too bad thanks Terry mate. But Keith and his wife really need a break, so I am going up tomorrow to look after mum for a week, maybe a while longer. I've just been upstairs packing. Would you do me a favour and keep an eye out the boy, my sub pig Jason whilst I am gone? - Sure Doug. - By the way, where is he? - Oh, you know what a little show off he can be. He wanted to continue the dildo riding show downstairs in your play dungeon. I sat in your beloved armchair drinking beer just watching him. I left him to it as I was wanting to see how you are. Shall I bring him back upstairs? SIR Terry knew that Sir Doug would be asleep very soon as he had that drowsy state about him that he only had when he had taken some sleeping tablets which he would take on occasion, which somehow became more potent when Sir Doug mixed them with alcohol. He knew there would not be enough time to bring the piss soaked neck bitten Chem-pig back upstairs before his friend Doug would be fast asleep.... - Actually, I'm almost asleep Terry mate, I'm going to bed in a bit. - Have you taken some sleeping tablets? - Yeah. - I thought so. I can tell. You are always like this when you mix them with alcohol. Hey, let me take you to bed now, make sure you get there safely, you are already very drowsy. I don't want you having an accident on the stairs. Terry took his good friend Doug up stairs and made sure he was in bed safely. As soon as Doug's head hit the pillow he was fast asleep. Terry sat down in Doug's bedroom for a few moments, and as he looked around he saw Doug's case that he had just packed. He also saw Sir's knee length Police Boots and Muir; He got up, took his executioner hood and army boots off, then put Sir Doug's Police Boots and Muir on, went to the bedroom door as he carried his army boots and executioner hood, turned to a sleeping Doug, and said.... - Don't worry Doug my friend, I will look after that cloud blowing slut in the play dungeon for you. He is going to get a belly full of my dirty seed tonight. SIR laughed as he left -- Sir was already sound asleep! SIR returned to the cellar dungeon, once again locking it behind him, only to find a piss soaked meth flying high n horny pig feverishly ride a 13" dildo whilst multiple times scooping up piss from the puddle of piss he was kneeling in and repeatedly splashing it onto his torso, limbs, head and face, and even with all of that still finding time to tweak his hardwired piglet-tits. SIR sat down in the armchair again, drinking more beer, and puffing on one of Sir's fat cigars. - Your Sir Doug is now fast asleep, and with a few sleeping pills in his system he will not be waking for several hours. His case is already packed for a one week plus trip away to look after his mother to give his brother and sister in law a break, and guess who is in charge of keeping an eye on you? That's right; ME! 😈 SIR watched me over the next hour as I remained high n horny, gagged, splashing around in his piss and riding the 13"er whilst he sank three more beers as he continued to enjoy smoking on Sir's cigars. The third beer came to an end and he got up and walked over to the piss laden mattress that I was on.... - Take that dildo out of your cunt, stand up and walk over to the sling with your back to it, with your hands clasped behind your back. I need you to dry off. I stood in front of the sling, still flying high on my cloud blowing from earlier and watched as SIR walked towards me. I stood there, naked, wearing nothing but my chastity cage. Upon reaching me he removed the ball gag and ordered me to keep my mouth wide open. With my mouth wide open he once again tonight grabbed a hold of my piglet-tits and tweaked them hard which caused the very pleasurable electrical jolts of intense pleasure to surge through my loose cock and cum hungry pig-warm wet cunt which in turn made me give out moans of pleasure through my wide open mouth. SIR without missing a beat spat right to the back of my mouth... - Yes, I can see you like that. You receive my bodily fluids very well. And boy will you receive every bodily fluid I have by the time I am done with you. I might not be done with you by the end of tonight, or even whilst Doug is away, but there will come a point where I will be done with you! He spat into the back of my mouth again. - These boots need shining. SHINE them! - Yes, SIR. I loved boot shining, it is something I really enjoyed. So from the standing position I got on all fours and eagerly polished Sir's boots that SIR was now wearing. I was in hog heaven as I licked over and over between happy groans of pleasure.... - Stop shining and look at my T☣️XIC poz Dick to see the vile mess you have made. I looked up at his highly infectious throbbing Fuck Weapon and it was now oozing copious amounts of T☣️XIC pre-cum. He cupped underneath his balls where a sudden gush of pre-cum squirted out and onto the floor. He shook his beautiful Fuck Weapon to throw off any remaining pre-cum onto the floor. He then stood on the puddle of dirty pre-cum that had just squirted out. - Look at what you have done, you've dirtied the sole of this boot. LIE ON YOUR BACK faggot, with your mouth open wide and tongue hanging out ready to clean up the mess you have made. - Yes., SIR. I was now lying on my back and the sole of the boot that was now soiled SIR removed from his foot/leg, crouched down by my face as he held the boot, spat in my mouth again, and barked at me.... - YOU FUCKING CLEAN THIS, faggot-boy. I licked over and over the sole of Sir's boot that SIR intentionally soiled with his potent pre-cum. He seemed to reach a point of being satisfied with my work where he then put the boot back on, stood up, and stood on my face, not with any significant body weight of course, just the action in itself to show me who the real BOSS is around here!

Part 11; ''Fangs & Piss'' - You will now show your willingness to be fucked and bred by me tonight by licking up my highly charged pre-cum off of the vinyl sheet. - YES.... SIR! I eagerly gobbled up what was there for this pig to enjoy, where I was soon told to swivel around so I was now at about a 45 degree angle to the mirror with my knees spread as far apart as they would go, my arms straight and fists clenched as to give my body sturdy support, to arch my beefy ass out, and to look into the mirror. Still wearing his army boots and executioner hood I watched him climb behind me, yank out the 13" dildo, and insert his big bulbous shiny fat purple cock head into my gaping cunt. Holding on to his throbbing highly charged Fuck Weapon he stared down at it as he moved it making that fat bulbous cock head move around at the entrance to my now very loose cunt.... - Oh Fuck YEAH, look at that. You feel so warm, soft and wet down there. Damn, you are such a fucking hot and nasty whore. He brought his head up and his eyes looking into mine via the reflection in the mirror... - You have clearly broken your contract now. What do you have to say for yourself, faggot? - Fuck me. PLEASE Fuck me... SIR! His expression suddenly changed to that of someone who looked really sinister, it was like his essence had come to life and as such his face had suddenly become very dark and animated, and part of the extreme change in his expression was for the first time he smiled very widely which revealed that he had crooked teeth with his two incisor teeth appearing to have been sharpened. Tilting his head to the side he came into my neck and pressed those sharpened incisors into my flesh. He wasn't drawing any blood but I could feel those fangs digging in. All this was happening as his face and eyes remained animated whilst staring right into me. And then in the blink of a eye he released the incisors from my neck, grabbed a hold of my plump hips and slammed all 12" into me, balls deep and obviously now past my second ring. And his did not hold there, no, he instantly took to fucking me, long firm strokes. Not a hard or fast fuck. But firm, and on each outward stroke there was no pause for the inward stroke. Once all the way in on each inward stroke there was a very brief pause for about half a second. He fucked me like this for several minutes then abruptly pulled out and stood up and stood in front of me. He tilted my head sideways as to inspect me.... - Oh dear, I have left you with two bite marks from my sharp incisors. Don't worry, the skin is not broken, but what will Dougie boy have to say about that, huh 😈 He had brought down two cold beers with him and it was now he grabbed them and went to sit on Sir's antique armchair in the corner where I was to continue the 13" toy show. But before he went to enjoy his beers he gagged me with a ball gag, so as he sat down to kick back stroking his T☣️XIC Fuck-Meat with his drinks I faced him (so I was with my back but at an angle to the mirror behind me) as I rode the 13" dildo and tweaked my own hard and pert piglet-tits with moans of pleasure emanating from my gagged mouth. He was about half way through his second beer when he stood up and walked over and stood in front of me. He removed the ball gag, told me to look up at him, grabbed a hold of his T☣️XIC Fuck Weapon which was about to show me a new trick for the night, and just stood there, silent, with an intent look on his face, and then..... GUSH. His first piss for the evening having necked several beers, and it was a powerful stream, hitting my chest, then aiming higher the powerful force of piss hit my face, and then a perfect aim straight into my wide open mouth for which I needed no prompting. He would not let me drink much though as he seemed to prefer spraying all over my face and chest. He pissed like this for a few minutes, literally drenching me. And when he was done I was kneeling in a huge puddle of his delicious warm and salty Golden piss. He returned to the armchair to finish off his second beer where he started to stroke again and where I carried on riding the 13" dildo as I alternated between tweaking on my piglet-tits and scooping up the piss to splash on my head, face, torso, and limbs. I really was one very happy pig. SIR looked at the timer on his phone.... - Fuck, we have been down here for 90 minutes. Doug might have come back in by now. As this high and horny meth slut knelt in the huge puddle of warm piss with the 13" dildo still stuffed up my loose hungry pig-cunt SIR reattached the ball gag and promptly left, locking the door behind him.

Part 10; ''Taking Advantage'' As soon as Sir Doug left the room Uncle Terry looked at his watch then started the stopwatch on his phone. He then looked at me intensely as he slowly tugged on his 12" shaft from tip to base. I watched with a lustful longing each full back and forth stroke as his uncut foreskin pulled back off the glans with each downward stroke to reveal a thick mushroom head that was girthier than the shaft to watching it be covered up again with each upward stroke... - I know my friend Doug very well, and that call he has just taken is going to be at least one hour. Suddenly there was the sound of an engine starting... - What the fuck.... He's not driving?.... He's been drinking! Uncle Terry leapt up and looked out of the window to watch Sir drive the 150 metres or so to the end of the drive where he stopped and parked. And with the light on in the car it was clear that Sir was needing some real privacy as he spoke with his brother Keith. - Aaaaaaahhh, now that has to be a serious call. That is surely going to take well over an hour.... Okay, take that dildo out of your cunt, GET UP, and bring it with you. - Yes SIR. *I said SIR as opposed to Sir with much more conviction. Uncle Terry was SIR. And Sir Doug was Sir* I followed Uncle Terry who I was now addressing as SIR into the kitchen where he got the key and unlocked the door down to Sir's cellar come play dungeon, and told me to go down and kneel on the edge of one of the vinyl covered mattresses with my back to the mirror thus facing outwards, but with enough room so he could kneel on the mattress in front of me. Once on the correct side of the cellar door himself he closed it.... then locked it! He came down, walked over to me, removed the clamps from my tits and there standing erect and pert that were once my pathetic little weeping boy-tits now stood a pair of little piglet-tits that in a few short weeks had become hardwired to my ever loose stretched out cunt when tweaked. Even though they were not quite fully fledged pig-tits yet they were coming along very nicely. Kneeling down on the vinyl covered mattress so we were now face to face he grabbed my ever growing piglet-tits and starting tweaking.... And that first jolt of an intense electric sensation hit my cunt making it tingle and excrete my very own cunt juice which had only started since Sir Doug started to train me. - Now you listen good pig as I will say all of this only once. And you are to maintain eye contact the whole time I am speaking! First of all, Doug and I have been best friends for over 35 years and we tell each other everything. I have seen the contracts he had you sign so I cannot understand why he had you sign your name to not having another man touch you during at least the first year of your training whilst at the same time getting you high on meth tonight which is when all morals and inhibitions leave the building, and at the same time have me here when you are in this completely uninhibited high n horny slutty state knowing all too well that I would have a very strong desire to fuck and breed you, and I have every intention of allowing that dark desire to come into the here and now. Understood, pig? - YES.... SIR! - You confirmed verbally and visually on your first night with Doug that if he was not undetectable but instead super t☣️xic to the point of having a Viral Load in the tens of millions you would allow him to fuck you without a condom and shoot his dirty seed deep into your piggy neg guts. My current Viral Load stands at Fourteen Million, Four Hundred and Fifty Seven Thousand. Do you consent to me ejaculating deep inside of your cunt tonight despite the contract you have signed? As he asked that question his grip on my hard and pert piglet-tits greatly tightened as he continued to tweak sending stronger jolts of intense pleasure to my increasingly wet cunt as our eyes were fixed upon one another. I didn't answer, I just gave out a whimper. - DO you CONSENT? - YES.... SIR. The grip on my piglet-tits tightened once again which made my eyes now roll into the back of my head and.... - Oh FUuuuuuuHHHHcK SIR.... my cunt just tingled.... SIR. I whimpered some more as my head now dropped downwards in response to the physical and audible pleasure becoming too much to bear. I was now staring at SIR Terry's 12" highly charged throbbing Fuck Weapon with its big bulbous shiny fat purple cock head that was now oozing a stream of T☣️XIC pre-cum. - I told you not to look away. Now do as you are told and look at me. - Yes SIR... Sorry, SIR. - Now, you have already consented to me breeding that beautiful cunt of yours despite you being neg and me having an ever increasing Viral Load which I will repeat for you now stands at Fourteen Million, Four Hundred and Fifty Seven Thousand. However, I have one further vital piece of information you should know. Before I tell you, I want you to stand up and move to the middle of the mattress and keeping yourself parallel to the mirror I want you to continue the show and fuck that slutty cunt of yours with that 13"er toy like you did earlier. - YES... SIR! It did not take long for all 13" to be rammed deep into my hungry piglet cunt, and as I now eagerly rode it kneeling in an upright position SIR Terry bent over slightly and took to tweaking my hardwired piglet-tits once again along with giving me instructions to look into his deep set eyes... - The other piece of vital information you should know about is I also have been diagnosed with a severe case of Hyperspermia. That means the volume of my ejaculations are abnormally high. I have had my volume tested a number of times with the average coming in at 21.9ml which I have been told can be upto about 7 times more than the usual average amount. I again lost my focus and brought my eyes to the sight of his intoxicating 12" highly charged throbbing Fuck Weapon with the oozing pre cum having now dropped a few dollops of T☣️XIC juice onto the vinyl sheet below. Taking a big scoop of this nasty pre-cum from his bulbous shiny fat purple cock head SIR rubbed it on the bottom of my nose where my nostrils are, and above my lip too, so now with each breath in all I could smell was his dirty pre-cum which only served to arouse me further still in my pig-hungry meth high.

I've been too busy this week to fulfil my usual cravings and quotas as an anonymous cumdump. I got so needy for spunk today that even though I only had 30 mins after work before a mate was supposed to come round, I messaged the first blank profile near me on grindr and begged him to come round and breed my pussy. I got into my jockstrap and a harness, unlocked my front door, and waited ass up, blindfolded on the bed for him to arrive. He came in, just some uni student by the sounds of it, slapped his cock against my hole a few times, then spat on his dick and slid it into me, fucking me as hard as he could but stopping occasionally (probably to keep from cumming too quick). Then there was knocking at the front door. My friend had arrived really early. There was hesitation from my breeder but I told him to ignore it and begged him to keep fucking me, that I needed his seed inside me. More knocking. I started getting nervous that my mate would try the door and find it unlocked and let himself in and find me getting fucked hard in a harness and blindfold. The fear must have made my hole clench a little as the guy told me that my cunt was so tight, he picked up the pace and it wasn't long until I heard those magical words "I'm gonna cum" and I felt his cock twitch a few times as he unloaded what felt like a gallon of spunk in me. Once he was sure I had every drop inside my guts he slapped my ass, got dressed again and headed out the way he'd come in. I didn't want to keep my mate waiting any longer so threw the blindfold off, grabbed some jeans and a shirt and put them over my jock and harness and went to let my mate in. He asked why I was barefoot and who the guy that had just left was but I just told him "a friend" as I began to feel some of the stranger's cum start to leak out my hole and down my leg.

Ill be there on Sunday and Monday for the parties those days. Anyone else?

It was the Friday after Thanksgiving, I was sitting home a bit horny scrolling through grindr when I came upon a profile less than a mile away that looked interesting. It was a black man, 5-8, 150 lbs, 38 yo. Versatile top, 8" cut and he had bb tagged, He only had torso pics but he was lean , smooth and muscular. I immediately asked if he was looking and quickly got a response asking what I was into. I replied I was 50, 6-0, 180, smooth, white, 7" versatile bottom who loved to make out, kiss, mutual oral, rimming, poppers and I that preferred bareback. We both unlocked our pics and I was greeted by a hot man with a buzzed head, the most wonderful lips. His cock pic was awesome too....fat, long with low hanging balls. He asked if I hosted, I said yes. No discussion of status just an affirmation that we both wanted bareback. I gave him my addy and within 30 minutes was at my door. I led him to the bedroom, and we immediately started kissing. OMG he was such a passionate kisser. Those full lips and that tongue probing my mouth. We were undressing as we kissed and as he dropped his pants his dick popped out. Holy shit. Hard as rock, bulging veins with an abrupt upward curve leading to a mushroom head. Below were a set of low hanging balls that I began to imagining emptying into me. We went to the bed where we continued kissing passionately. I soon started to make my way down, sucking on his nipples than tonguing his balls and crotch and then lifting his legs to find an incredibly hairy hole which contrasted with his smooth chest. I ate him out for at least 10 minutes while he moaned and stroked my head. I was soon sucking that huge dick tasting his precum and enjoying every minute. But my goal was to have him breed me. I ate his ass some more then came up to kiss him. We kissed for a while and then he told me to roll on my back. He grabbed the poppers he spotted by my bed and handed them to me then lifted my legs and began eating me like I've never been eaten before. He spent 10 minutes licking and sucking on my hole. It was so wet and relaxed. He then lined up his cock with my ass which was my cue to hit the poppers. Soon he was entering. It didn't hurt but was so intense. He was kissing me as he slid in further and then he hit the poppers going balls deep and stopped. I was so full and in ecstasy. Now he began fucking. Rhythmically and hard. He would pull out eat my hole some more and slide in. Every time he pulled out I'd beg him to fuck me more, to breed me. Now he was getting verbal, telling me he's going to knock me up, he starts to moan and yells take my poz nut. I was a little shocked because we never discussed status but I wanted a connection with him so bad.....I wanted HIM to poz me. His breathing was getting heavier and his dick went so deep inside and suddenly stopped. There was silence but I could feel his dick pulsating knowing his poz babies were flooding me. He stayed in me for a while and passionately kissed me and then rolled over on his back. I went down on his dick cleaning off his cum and my ass juices. We laid there and I asked "are you really poz?" He said he was, he just found out a few weeks ago. I asked if he was on meds and he said not yet. He then asked if I was poz and I replied no. He appeared shocked and said I thought you were for sure by how uninhibited you were. He asked if I was upset. I told him I wasn't because it was the most awesome sex I had ever had and if he did poz me it was worth it. To be continued

I’ve said this in another thread … If you look up stats in Guinness Book of World records, you will see my name as the worlds best ass eater; I’ve won 18 consecutive gold medals. Seriously, I probably am the best tongue you ever will get up your hole. Whether I use my tongue, fingers, dick, toys, or my favorite, a speculum, I like to get your ass open and relaxed. I not only want to latch onto your ass hole, I want to dig my tongue up your ass. I want to feel the skin texture change from the wrinkles of your ass hole to that smooth porcelain finish inside. I want to hit nerve endings with the tip of my tongue that not only make your eyes roll back in your head, but make your eyes spin!

I’ll be there. I wanna get my dick wet in your filthy twink cunt for sure! I’ll be on the lookout for you!

Part 15: ''Verbal'' SIR fucked me with a firm steady rhythm in this position for a while as we both stared into each others eyes via the mirror, his expression once again with that sinister look he had earlier with his face once again appearing dark and animated. Continuing on with our locked gaze, and his what would be unnerving to most sinister looking expression unchanged, he pulled me up from being all fours to being against his body, with his 12" Dick still fucking me balls deep. Our locked gaze did not falter as he, one, gave me specific instructions, two, I carried out those instructions, and three, we exchanged nasty verbal, not once did our locked falter.... - I want you to now until I say otherwise to continuously tweak those nasty faggot-tits of yours and to scoop up my piss and splash it over your face and whore of a body, alternating between the tit tweaking and piss play. - YES....SIR. - You do realise we have been fucking all night without a condom? - YES.... SIR, I know. - No condom to separate my mega T☣️XIC Fuck Weapon and it's dirty pre-cum juice as it glides against your velvet soft, warm, wet, and nastily loose neg cunt flesh! - Fuck YEAH. Your poz Dick feels amazing fucking me without protection. I cannot wait for you to dump that thick dirty seed deep in my cunt.... SIR. - That is fucking right, completely unprotected fucking. Are you certain that you understand that we have been fucking UNPROTECTED and RAW all night? - YES, SIR. - Damn, your faggot-boy-cunt feels so hot and nasty loosely wrapped around my T☣️XIC serpent. Does it not bother you that my current Viral Load is at Fourteen Million, Four Hundred and Fifty Seven Thousand? - Oh Fuck YEEES.... Just hearing him blurt out his latest reading automatically made me pull on my piglet-tits harder, and then.... harder again. I grunted and started to pant heavily.... - No, SIR.... It does not bother me. PLEASE.... Breed me, SIR. - If Doug could see you now, engaging in extremely high risk sex with my much more than poz Dick fucking your sweet neg faggot-boy-cunt. Our facial expressions and the look in our eyes intensified for both of us, gazes still fixed and locked in unison - You're a right little nasty faggot-boy, aren't you, pig. Now I will ask you for one final time; Do you consent for me to dump my dirty seed deep inside of your sweet neg faggot-boy-cunt? He scrunched up his cheeks to show off his sharpened incisors, then brought his mouth to my neck like earlier, pressing his fangs against my soft skin, now snarling at me and still fucking me. Our locked gaze still not broken! - I consent.... SIR. He pushed me forwards so I fell back onto all fours again breaking our locked gaze. I instinctively looked back up at the mirror but he was no longer looking into the mirror. His focus of lust was now on his Highly Charged Fuck Weapon fucking me fast and very hard as he gripped tightly onto my hips... - Fuck, look at that, fucking a neg faggot 44 years my junior with my throbbing T☣️XIC shaft... His right hand slapped my right ass cheek hard. - You are such a fucking nasty whore.... His left hand slapped my left ass cheek hard. - It's all fucking hot and wet in there.... what a nasty whore you are faggot-boy.... My right ass cheek received another hard slap as I continued to receive a hard pounding. After a few minutes of a super fast and hard fuck he stopped to get his breath back. Once he regained his composure.... - My balls cannot hold onto my T☣️XIC cum any longer! And with that he pushed me so I was now laying flat on my front on the piss soaked mattress. He climbed on top of me, slid back into me balls deep with his whole body weight pinning me down. His mouth near my ear I could hear and feel his breath which was now becoming heavy and erratic.... - I cannot hold my dirty seed any longer. I have to let it go. Are you sure you want it dumped deep in your neg faggot-cunt? - YES SIR, I am sure, I am positive. PLEASE become my Master....

Part 14; ''Piss-Play'' For the next few hours SIR fucked me in the sling, either fucking the HELL into me like he did when I first got into the sling, or slow fucking with long slow powerful strokes, with a few second pause at the end of each inward and outward stroke. Each time he fucked me without mercy he would need to stop for a while as he got his breath back, but when he did rest that did not stop his Highly Charged poz-piston throbbing, and twitching against my warm and wet neg cunt flesh. Sometimes though he would briefly go to the table to take a few swigs of his Beers. Throughout these few hours there was also plenty of two way verbal, with my inner sub feeling extra submissive with the drugged up state I was in, being completely restrained, but more importantly the face of the man who was USING me was out of my vision as it hid behind the Rubber Gas Mask. I was intoxicated by the absence of a face and how unhuman the Mask made him look. With me still lying in the sling and SIR buried in my cunt all 12" balls deep he suddenly just stopped fucking entirely, and he was not having one of his rests. I could not tell what he might be thinking as I could not see his face. But, it did not take long for me to realise that he was concentrating on being able to start a piss with an erection, and boy did he fill me up beautifully like he did earlier. But unlike my stomach my cunt could not hold it in, and it all gushed out and onto the floor. - What a nasty dirty faggot-boy you are, leaking my piss from your cunt onto Doug's Police Boots and all over the floor. You are going to FUCKING CLEAN THIS UP.... NOW! He unrestrained my wrists and ankles and ordered me to get out of the sling and onto the floor on all fours where it was my next duty in serving SIR to do as I was told and lap up the piss on the floor. No sooner had I started lapping up the mess that I had made SIR had gotten behind me to continue fucking me. Every now and then he would take his T☣️XIC Fuck Weapon out of my cunt and move me to another part of the piss puddle that needed cleaning up before sliding back inside my increasingly stretched out and trashed up cunt. In the midst of me being fucked and lapping up SIR's piss like a good little faggot-boy my body was abruptly brought upright where SIR took to repetitively scooping up his piss and smearing it all over my face, alongside multiple times forcefully shoving four fingers into my mouth, stretching my jaw and getting verbal whilst still fucking me.... - Fuck, you are one nasty fucking neg faggot-boy, making a right mess of Doug's cellar floor, hungry to be turned into a twisted and depraved no Dick and no cumload refused cum dump, and clearly wanting to experience a life changing event. Now GET UP! He withdrew his fingers from my mouth, his poz piss-piston from my pig-cunt and stood up.... - Get on the mattress with the puddle of piss, and give me another show with the 13" toy.... C'MON. I got the 13" toy and knelt in the piss of old... - SIR, this piss is now cold. - You had better warm it up then with your body heat. I know you like to splash it all over yourself. And I can always add to it. I had better go and get a few more beers. He returned with three more beers, plus a some towels and a bucket that would both be coming in handy later. Damn, he could put it away without even to be appearing drunk. Off came the Gas Mask as he sat on Sir's antique armchair again as I gave him another toy show whilst repetitively splashing the cold piss over my hot sweaty body to heat it up, and cool me down too. Being completely wasted from the chem clouds and from also working on my own super sensitive piglet-tits I soon forgot about how cold the piss was and began to enjoy it even though it was not warm anymore. As I served SIR with my piss/toy show he stroked his Fuck Weapon as three more beers went down as his body got them ready for me to enjoy. Once his third beer was finished he got up and instructed me to take one of the towels and mop up the piss from the foot of the sling and from the vinyl covered mattress and wring it into the bucket. Once my job was complete he had me kneel on the once wet vinyl covered mattress with my body parallel to the mirrors. He removed Sir's Police Boots so he was now completely naked as was I except for my chastity cage. He climbed onto the mattress and stood in front of me. He looked down at me, and I looked up at him. My piggy Chem-wasted expression told him that I was the faggot-boy here and that I now was ready for whatever came next. - You are a very good little pig, aren't you sweet boy!? He said that whilst stroking the side to my face. What a stark contrast to this evening. - Thank you, SIR. I just want to please you, as such I am here to SERVE you. I cannot wait until I get to call you Master. - Well, I think you have more than earned that privilege. Now I want you to turn your head and look at my face via the reflection, and keep your focus. - Yes Master, sorry, I mean SIR. He laughed. - Now now, getting ahead of yourself. Don't worry, not very long now. My cunt twitched at the anticipation for the inevitable. I looked into the mirror and up at his face. He continued to look down on me with an intent concentration. I think he was about to take another big piss. And piss he did, all over me from the neck down. I did try to keep my focus but I did lose it as I looked up and down admiring his lean limbs and their bulging veins. And when SIR was done with another HUGE flood of his beautiful warm Golden salty piss being released I now found myself kneeling in it once again, as this time around he was also now standing in it. He got me into a new position of being at about a 45 degree angle to the mirror, and just like earlier he had my knees spread as far apart as they would go, my arms straight and fists clenched as to give my body sturdy support, and again getting me to arch my beefy ass out. In this position I could see my hairy beefy ass cheeks and SIR's Fuck Weapon as it slid deep inside of me, and no sooner had he got me into this position that is what happened as we both knelt in SIR's piss for the fuck finale.

Part 13: ''More Clouds, and More Piss* - Now get up and kneel on the dry mattress with your hands behind your back. - Yes, SIR. He followed me and placed his highly charged poz piss piston into my mouth, held it there as he held the back of my head and looked down at me with an intense look of concentration.... - Don't you dare waste a drop faggot-boy as we are on the dry mattress! Suddenly a hard stream of SIR's Golden warm salty piss hit the back of my throat, and being the obedient and subservient pig-faggot that I am I wanted to please SIR so set about not spilling a drop. I was a good little pig-faggot, I got my throat into a steady rhythm drank every drop of the strong stream that gushed out for well over a minute without any spillage whatsoever. Removing his poz piss piston from my mouth he stood back and looked at the vinyl sheet covered mattress around me.... - Well done faggot-boy, you didn't waste a drop. Now open that slutty mouth of yours, I want to make completely sure you drank every last drop... He stepped forwards, grabbed my hair to yank my head back, and again spat into my mouth, this time the spitting was followed by a firm slap to my face. - I'm impressed pig, you really did drink every drop. You're a good little faggot-boy! Good pig. - Thank you SIR. I am here to please you, to serve YOU! He crouched down to my eye level and ordered me to again look directly into his deep set eyes as he set about tweaking my piglet-tits again. - You are here to SERVE me are you faggot-boy? - Yes, SIR. - So you will subMIT to anything that my depraved mind desires and lusts? - Yes, SIR. - I do like an subservient and obedient pig. And by the way, I WILL be coming deep inside of your cunt tonight, and once I do you will no longer call me SIR. The grip on my piglet-tits tightened causing the usual intense sensations of pleasure deep within my cunt not to mention it becoming wetter as the tit tweaking made sure more cunt juice was excreted. I searched his eyes for the answer to what he might want me to call him once he had cum inside of me. - From the moment I have unloaded my dirty seed deep inside of your cunt you will from that point on address me as.... Master! - Oh fuck... Fuck... FUCK... My eyes closed, my head flopped forwards, and all I could do now was whimper as I flew within the realms of pig-boy ecstasy in my high n horny state. - I see. Going by your intense reaction you cannot wait until that moment where you will address me as Master. Don't worry faggot-boy, it WILL be happening tonight. Now get up and lie under that rim seat. C'mon pig, time for you to eat out my poz-cunt. I knew how to position myself as Sir and I had used it a few times so far in my training. But there was a big difference between Sir Doug and SIR Terry. The latter's ass cheeks were wasted to reveal a beautiful smooth cunt-hole that appeared to have some skin tags present. He grabbed a beer, and another one of Sir's fat cigars, sat on the rim seat, and I got to work. I started off with licking to get SIR's cunt-hole to relax and open up so I could begin probing with my tongue, first with the tip, then getting in deeper. All the while SIR drank and puffed. I was told several times that I was doing a great job, but to get in deeper....Much deeper! - Good boy pig, you done a great job down there. I think you have earned a reward. C'mon, up you get and kneel back on the dry mattress. - Yes, SIR. What was my reward to be? I did not have to wait to find out. SIR gave me the meth filled meth pipe with lighter. - There you go faggot-boy, time for a fresh hit, and get as high as you can for me. I wanted you completely fucked up and wasted! Show me what you got.... - YES, SIR. As I recommenced getting cloudy SIR wondered off to Sir's wooden box underneath the staircase. Removing Sir's Muir from his head he replaced it with a full Rubber Gas Mask. He then returned and just stood there stroking his pre-cum oozing Fuck Weapon looking down at me as I blew cloud after cloud after cloud. I looked up at him but I could not see his eyes due to the clouds and the lenses to the Gas Mask. Once SIR was satisfied that I was well and truly wasted he took the meth pipe from me, put it to one side, then came and knelt in front of me. Again he went for my weak spot, my hard and pert hardwired piglet-tits. As my heart raced and as my respiratory rate had increased with meth sweat making my skin glisten SIR went to town on working on making my cunt excrete more cunt juice through the tweaking, and the harder it got the wetter and hungrier my cunt became. SIR now spoke, and due to the Gas Mask he now spoke with a deeper and quieter yet still intelligible voice.... - GET IN THAT SLING, faggot-boy. - YES, SIR. I with a great eagerness leapt up and threw myself into the sling, and more than happy for the immediate restraining of both of my wrists and ankles. - Knock me up SIR, permanently soil me with your corrupt DNA, mark me and own this obedient faggot who will SERVE you with my mind and body to fulfill all of your darkest desires. PLEASE SIR, I.... Before I could utter another word in, SIR in response to my fucked up verbal spent the next several minutes fucking the hell out of me, or maybe he was fucking the HELL into me! 😈 He stopped for a rest, breathless and sweaty from the hard pounding he just gave to me. - I normally only play with my fellow poz brothers but my Highly Charged Fuck Weapon stroking against your neg cunt feels so fucking hot and nasty....It's all fucking hot and wet in there.... whore!

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I 'himed and hawed' for three days over the job application. I certainly couldn't let anyone back home know where I'd be working, but finally concluded, 'that's why I left home.' My job was cleaning out rooms after guys left. Changing the sheets. That kind of thing. It wasn't the best job in the world, but it paid the bills. And the side benefits of guys constantly flirting with me, making it clear they wanted my body, my ass was very attractive. The management turned a blind eye to when it moved from flirting to me actually having sex, as long as they were quickies and didn't interfere with getting my work done. I became very good friends with the nymph. He got me invited to many orgies. For the next year I had tons of sex with a huge assortment of guys. I grow to love cruising in the woods of the huge inner city park. Whenever I went, night or day, there seemed to be lots of guys ready to suck and fuck. My ass was hosting a dozen guys per week and eight to twelve loads planted deep. This required frequent trips to the sexual health clinic. My ass was beginning to feel like a pin cushion. Then one afternoon coming out of a movie I saw him. He was buying a ticket. The classic tall dark and handsome. Fur spilling out at his neck, beautiful curly hair and sexy five o'clock shadow. I had never done this before but I walked right up to him and gave him my number. I smiled as I handed it to him, "Not pressure, but perhaps we could do coffee, a drink, or whatever. " He smiled back and accepted my note. I didn't expect to hear anything but the next afternoon got a call from him. "Might whatever include a walk?" We walked and talked for hours. I was in love. We had lots in common. We didn't talk about sex so I didn't tell him where when I reluctantly excused myself so I wouldn't be late for work. I did hookup with a muscular hunk at the end of my shift. But my mind was on my walk date, imagining sex with him. My hookup noticed I was distracted. He probably should have just walked away, but it was late and he was clearly ready to get off. "You want this or not?" He asked with a surly voice. "Fuck, sorry man. Yeah, you’re so hot." "So what do you want?" Not quite as angry. "To please you and this beautiful cock. You a top?" "Yup." "Fuck me, breed me." And he did. It was an angry fuck, and I loved it. I imagined my walk date pounding me. For the next week I saw David, my walk date, and my infatuation almost everyday. I never talked about my work or my sex life. I was growing frustrated this wasn't leading to sex, but I so enjoyed his company and was infatuated by his handsome good looks. Then one night we went to a gay bar. We danced and drank and danced some more. When his shirt came off I was breathless. When he removed mine before a slow dance I feared I'd cum in my pants. At the end of the dance he kissed me tenderly. One of those lingering kisses that grew more and more passionate. Finally he asked the golden question; "Your place or mine?" As far as I was concerned we couldn't get to his place fast enough. We didn't talk about sexual positions, sexual histories, STD protection, nada. He stripped me, laid me on his bed, removed his clothes, I lifted my legs, ate my ass, mounted and bred me. He fucked me three more times through the night and over breakfast invited me to move in. I immediately gave notice on my place and never slept there again. Every bedtime my legs were in the air and this God's cock was in my ass. We never talked about it, but the assumption was we were a monogamous couple. Knowing I couldn't go home with cum in my ass I refused all invitations at work in the bathhouse. Well until I didn't one night. Five very hunky guys were having a great party in a sling room. David and I had been together for a month. The sex was still great, but I was beginning to miss my old ways. Two of the guys from the party kept coming onto me hard and heavy. I was more than tempted and knew I'd lost my fight to resist when I allowed them to kiss me. They immediately dragged me to the party room. I didn't resist. Five sets of hands attacked my clothes and before I knew it I was strapped into the sling. As many more than five cocks ravaged me over the next two hours I didn't think about David once. I was dripping and gaping when I went to the showers and took three more loads there. Only as I decended the stairs to leave the bathhouse did the dread of what I had just allowed hit me like a Mac truck. David was sound asleep when I crawled into bed and I prayed two things for hours as I couldn't fall asleep. That he wouldn't wake and want to make love and that the cum I hadn't been able to push out wouldn't leak out if I did fall asleep. I did manage a couple hours sleep and David said nor asked nothing about the night before over breakfast or ever again. I quit my job the next day and got a job waiting tables within twenty four hours. In two years I'd established a great reputation and was able to move to a very nice high end restaurant where the tips were great. David assumed I'd been waiting tables all along and I never corrected this. Five years into our relationship we began hearing rumors about a gay disease in San Francisco. Within a year or so it started showing up in our city, and some of our friends grew ill, a couple died very quickly. The AIDS epidemic was soon in full swing. David and I were so grateful to be monogamous. But, David was so frightened he insisted we start to use condoms. I had struggled within myself with temptations over the years. Especially when wealthy patrons at the restaurant would flirt or invite me to their hotel to increase their tip, wink, wink. But I had resisted, especially with the onset of AIDS. My mom died after a lengthy illness. I'd been home a couple times during the illness but it was at the funeral home that Peter came to pay his respects. I was concerned he looked a bit gaunt, but he assured me he was well and suggested we meet for a drink after the funeral and before heading back to my now home. Noone in my hometown knew about David. I accepted the invitation but was determined to send last minute regrets. I didn't trust myself around my childhood friend. But, at the last minute I gave in and met him at the bar. It was like we had never been appart. We talked about the great sex we had shared. Our many sexual adventures over the years. I hadn't felt so free and comfortable to talk about this part of my life in years. When I finally talked about David, our monogamous relationship, my grave temptations but resistance, Peter's eyes lit up with growing lust. "I've gotta piss. You?" He asked with an unmistakable seduction. I knew I shouldn't go but followed anyway. We went right to the farthest stall. I dropped my pants and with only spit for lube he was balls deep into me. He'd stop fucking when we heard the door. When the guys would leave we'd giggle and the pounding would continue. "So where would David want me to leave my load?" I had told him my frustration with the condoms. "Shit, David ! You better pull out. " I couldn't hide the disappointment in my voice. "But what do you really want?" "Fuck Peter, you know I want you to breed me ... but you better pull out. " His breathing was heavy and his voice was raspy. "I ... wa ..nt to ... give you ..." I should have pushed him away then and there, but instead I grabbed his ass and pulled him in deep. I knew he was unloading in me and it felt amazing. "Fuck yeah man. I needed that!" "I know you did. Glad to accommodate. " said Peter.

About a month ago I started my new job and my manager, Stephen, asked if I could go to New York City to the company headquarters with him next week. My manager is also a friend of mine that I have known for a few years. I was excited and Stephen told me that in addition to the work we needed to do he would introduce me to the right people at the company and also show me around the City. The day we were to fly out I put on my only suit which I had bought just a few months ago and looking in the mirror I frowned at myself. See I am 22 years old but no one believes I am a day over 16 as being a skinny, 5’6”, 110 pounds certainly does make people think I’m still a kid, if only I could start to grow facial hair I might look my age. Stephen on the other hand is only four years older than me but at 6 feet tall and a body full of muscles and his face always has that one day growth of hair look that is so sexy is pure man. I’m happy he is my friend and the cool job he got me is awesome too. It’s funny that he is so nice to me but unlike other guys has never hit on me but that’s ok because I knew he had sex with lots of guys and that he also drank a lot and I saw him do drugs at parties and I didn’t want to date a guy like that but being friends was ok. When I met him at the airport he laughed at me for being dressed up as he was in jeans and a t-shirt. We work at an IT company and are casual at work but I figured going to the headquarters might be different. Stephen told me that I looked like a cute little boy going to church on Sunday which made me blush and he laughed again when he saw my face get red. He asked if I had jeans in my bag and I told him that I only brought my nicest clothes and he said well NYC is a great city for shopping and he’d take me to Macy’s after we checked into the hotel as it was nearby. The hotel was huge and the room or rooms I should say were bigger than my little studio apartment. We had a suite which was like a two bedroom apartment so we had each our own room but also a huge living room area. He put his bag in his room and then walked into my room as I was unpacking. He told me I should change out of my suit as we weren’t going to the office until tomorrow and then he stood there waiting. I felt strange changing in front of him because he seemed to stare at me almost like a lion about to attack. I was happy to have worn big baggy boxers as I started to get hard with him watching me. Once I was down to just my tshirt and boxers he walked out so I finished dressing quickly before he came back. He was sitting down in the living room and when I entered he told me that we were going to Macy’s right away when he saw my starched shirt, pleated trousers and wingtip shoes. Macy’s is so big, like I guess everything in NYC that I was almost dizzy looking around. He led me to the men’s department and we started to look around and he told me that since I was expecting to need to buy clothes he would buy them on his expense account which was so cool as I was nervous about the cost. He found a clerk and I told the man I had a 26 inch waist and then I was so embarrassed when the man told Stephen that they didn’t have clothes that small and they would need to be altered and they could deliver them to the hotel the next day, but Stephen said we needed them today and the man suggested the boy's department. I again got red and Stephen put his arm around me and walked me away from the man so he couldn’t see me blush. As we entered the boy’s department a clerk came up to us and immediately Stephen said he would like to get a couple of casual outfits for his little brother and hugged me a little tighter and instead of blushing this time I melted into his arm. He seemed to enjoy pretending his was my big brother and ended up buying me three bags worth of clothes. As we walked back to the hotel he told me that he liked pretending he was my big brother and he always wanted a little brother so it was fun and he then messed up my hair and called me squirt and his little baby. Ever since I was in high school I wanted to be bigger and look older and was tired of people thinking I was a kid but at the same time thinking of being his little brother sounded nice. Back at the hotel we carried the bags to my room and then he shocked me by starting to undress me and he talked softly as he said that this week he wanted me to be his little brother and I should let him be my big brother, I just nodded. He had my shirt, shoes and pants off but when he reached for my boxers I reached out and grabbed his hands to stop him and said I didn’t need to change those but he leaned into me and asked if I was wanted to be his little brother and I nodded then he kissed me and said if I was going to be his little boy I needed to do exactly what he said. He then asked me if I was his little boy and I again nodded yes and he moved my hands to my side and dropped my boxers as I realized he called me his boy not his brother and I was wondering what that meant but as he grabbed my hard cock I knew he wanted me as his boy and not just as his little brother but I decided to just go with it. Then I realized he was holding my cock and that meant he knew it was small and I tried to cover myself but he stopped me and told me he loved my four inch nail. He then kissed me again and told me that I would never again need to feel ashamed at having a little boy body as he was going to show me all the pleasure a boy could have and that I need never worry about having a little boy cock and as he said that he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him as he stuck his tongue into my mouth as I again melted into him. He pulled a pair of jeans out of the bag and after taking off the labels had me step into them and pulled them up and buttoned them as I felt for the first time clothes without underwear which felt weird but sort of naughty too. He then took me by the hand to his room where he told me that for the next few days I was to be his boy and that I should do everything he says even if I was scared and then when we got home we could either go back to being friends or I could stay his boy and then he asked if I understood, and as I started to nod he said that I needed to either say either No Sir, or Yes, Daddy. I was shocked and stayed quiet and after a few moments he told me that he understood that I was nervous but he would help me and asked me if I trusted him and as I started to nod, he stopped me and said I could either say Yes Sir or No Sir and I said Yes Sir. He asked if calling him Sir was easier than Daddy and I said Yes Sir and he then told me to lean over his bed and to stay still. I could hear him open his luggage and then went to the bathroom and turned on the sink and a minute later returned. He then leaned over me and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them partially down. I started to tremble as I was afraid he was going to try to fuck me and as I turned my head he stopped me and said I already told him I trusted him and I needed to prove it by not moving. He then opened a bottle of lube and I knew then he was going to fuck me for sure and I didn’t know if he had a rubber on or not but I stayed still as I felt his finger push into me a little and then pull out and then I felt his finger again but it felt different, I knew it wasn’t his cock but as I was trying to figure out what it was he stopped and I felt something else that I couldn’t figure out, then he pulled it out and pulled up my pants again and now I was completely confused. He then had me stand and started to kiss me and hold me and tell me how much he wanted me to be his boy and how much he has wanted me since the day we first met. I started to feel strange and soon was kissing him and holding him more than he was me but then he moved away and asked me again if I wanted to be his boy for the rest of this trip but before he could finish asking I shocked myself as I said loudly “Yes! Daddy!”. He then asked me if I knew why I was able to say it and I responded No Daddy which made him smile. That is when he explained what a booty bump was and that even though it was a very small dose was enough to get me to be honest with myself. We spent a few more minutes talking about my fears and how much he knew I needed to be someone’s little boy as I started to squirm and then he asked if I needed to be fucked and I told him I think so but I wasn’t sure. He then figured out my other secret which was I was still a virgin and he then told me to pull down my jeans and to bend over again and now I knew I was going to finally be fucked but he went back to the bathroom and returned with another booty bump and as he was inserting it into me he told me that since I tolerated the small dose that he was giving me a bigger dose that should bring out my true self and then he had me pull back up my jeans again but then pushed me down on my knees as he pulled out his hard thick eight inch cock and without saying anything pushed it into my mouth. As I was sucking his cock the chems in my ass started to make me sweat and made my ass really want to get fucked so that a few minutes later I stopped sucking and looked up at him and pleaded, “DADDY, FUCK ME REALLY HARD AND REALLY FAST RIGHT NOW." He then stood up and put his cock away and told me I was almost ready as he again pulled my jeans down and off and then reached into his luggage and threw a jockstrap at me and told me to put it on and get my jeans on as we are going to a bathhouse. He pulled a small leather case out of his bag and unzipped it and showed me the needles and a baggie of crystals and I again got nervous but he grabbed me and squeezed my ass and asked me how good my ass felt and I told him it felt really really good and he said that when we got to the bathhouse he would inject me and then my ass would take over my brain and the need to be fucked would be all I knew and then he would make me his son. OK Daddy, I replied and for the first time I no longer felt wrong in my own body but understood that I could stay a boy forever and that I trusted my Daddy and would let him do anything he wanted to me.

Just had a visit from a builder working on the development where I live. He has become a regular fuck buddy and always pops over when he is on site…. He just left mine after dumping a load in me…this is the beauty that just unloaded in me….💦💦💦

Chapter 7. Two days later I got another message from Douglas. I had just turned on my computer at work when Douglas's message came. Douglas said that he has arranged for me to meet at a nearby department store during my lunch hour. I should be in the men's restroom on the 7th floor at exactly 11:10 and stand in front of the urinal. I have to hold my cock and rub it. I will hear about the continuation on the spot. Shortly before the lunch hour, I quickly went to the workplace toilet to clean myself and headed towards the department store. The men's restroom on the seventh floor was empty when I entered. It was almost past ten when I stood in front of the urinal and unbuttoned my pants. I nervously stared at the brick wall in front of me and jerked my hand against the hardening cock. Soon the bathroom door opened behind me and I heard footsteps. After a while, men in builder's clothes stepped on either side of me. The men opened their pants and exposed their cocks. Both men began to urinate. Both men were clearly bigger than me, as were their cocks. Both men peed silently, but at the same time rubbed the shafts of their cocks. When the fatter man's pee stream weakened, he turned to me and said in a broken voice that the whore will clean it up. I realized then that the men were immigrants. I bent over the man's cock and immediately took it straight into my throat. I tasted and smelled that the cock was not clean. But as a horny whore, I sucked the man's cock like a lollipop. The other man also started thrusting his cock into my mouth. It was just as dirty too, but a faggot's gotta do what a faggot's gotta do. I sucked both men's cocks willingly. Soon the older and fatter of the men said we had better move into the booth. The man directed me to the disabled toilet in front of him. The younger man locked the door behind him. I was told to undress. Both construction workers also undressed. All three of us were completely naked in the disabled toilet. I was told to stand on the toilet seat and show them my hole. The younger man greedily thrust his tongue into my hole and began to eat my hole. The older man spread my hole with his fingers and spit on my hole. After that, the younger man pulled me down from the stool and went to sit on it himself. He pulled me into his arms facing him and sat me on his cock. The man's cock sank with one blow straight to the bottom of my hole. After I had gotten used to the man's cock on my hole for a while, I felt how the older man adjusted his cock to my hole as well. There is no way I can take two big cocks inside me at the same time. So I started protesting. An older man picked up dirty briefs from the floor and stuffed them into my mouth. After that, he held his hand in front of my mouth and with a strong thrust pressed his cock into my side next to the younger man's cock. My ass was on fire. My hole was stretched to the limit. Both men started to fuck my hole. I felt like my ass was going to rip apart. I wonder what my husband would say if he saw me here. In the restroom of a department store, dirty briefs in my mouth and the thick, raw cocks of two unknown construction men deep in my ass. The men fucked me hard and ignored my protests. Very soon I felt how the younger man's thrusts became the most violent and he pushed his cock all the way to the bottom. I could feel the man's cock throbbing inside me. I guessed he emptied his balls inside me. The older man continued to fuck greedily, and the thrusts felt more comfortable as the injected sperm made my hole slippery. After a moment the younger man resumed his thrusts. I didn't protest anymore. My hole was already used to cocks and the sperm made my hole slippery. I shook my head so that the older man's hand was no longer covering my mouth and took the briefs out of my mouth. I panted with heat as the men's cocks moved in unison inside me. I felt the pace pick up again. Soon both men were coming inside me almost at the same time. Both men pulled out of my hole at the same time, I felt my hole open. The men moved me to the floor and offered their spermy cocks for me to clean. I gently licked both fucking sticks clean. An older man took pictures with his cell phone while I was on my knees on the floor with men's cocks in my mouth. I sure looked like a really used faggot. I watched from the floor as the men got dressed. The younger man put on my briefs, undershirt and socks. So I was left with the man's dirty clothes. When the men left I started to dress myself. I smelled deeply the briefs the man had left for me, which clearly had both sperm and piss stains on them. Horny. My cock was standing hard, so I jerked off and sprayed my own sperm on the brick wall of the toilet while breathing through the construction man's dirty briefs. The rest of the day I had worked in a construction worker's dirty briefs and a sweaty shirt and socks. I kept wondering how many of my co-workers smelled the manly smell I gave off.

It's still Sunday, and instead of saving this for next week, I've decided to give it to you now, knowing I left you on a cliffhanger. Enjoy! Part 40: Pastor Fucks Pastor (Pastor Kline’s Perspective) I sat in my living room, sick to my stomach, my mind playing over everything that happened since I saw Ben. He’d told me about his wife and the tension he had felt. He told me about how proud he was of Will. He told me about his son Jay and how he thought he was… free? I couldn’t understand why he had left the way he did. Had I said something I shouldn’t have? Was it possible that maybe he knew how I felt about him? Did he know that I’d only contacted him in the hopes of something happening between us? Did he know that I’m gay? Did he know that I’ve slept with his son? Did he know that his son had pozzed me? Did he— There was a knocking on my door, pulling me back from the catastrophe of the day. Another knocking brought me to my feet and running to the door. “Hello?” “Mark?” “Ben?” I unlocked the door, but before I could open it, the door flew open and Ben stormed inside, the door bouncing back. He pushed past me, his manner manic. He looked disheveled, his shirt untucked, his tie loosened. His hair was messed up. He looked so different from the man I had seen earlier that day. “Ben, what’s wrong?” “I can’t,” he said, moving further into my home, circling, pacing. “I can’t. I can’t.” “You can’t what?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” “I can’t keep doing this,” he said, turning to me, his eyes wide. “I just… I can’t keep…” “Ben, what’s wrong?” I grabbed his shoulders, trying to stop his moving. He was breathing heavily, his eyes slightly red. “Are you alright? What’s going on?” “I’m a horrible person,” he said. “What? No, you’re not.” “Yes, I am,” he said. “I’m horrible. I’m a horrible person.” “No, you’re not.” “I’ve always been a horrible person,” he said. “Ben, sit down.” I brought him to a chair, helping him to sit as he tried to slow his breathing. “Do you want something to drink?” “No,” he said. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” “Are you sure?” I asked, sitting across from him. He started to nod, but he quickly started shaking his head. “I feel… I feel so… so… ashamed!” “Why?” I asked. “Because,” he said. “There’s a darkness in my heart that I can’t remove.” “What are you talking about?” “I’ve tried to pray it away,” he said. “I tried to smother it. I tried to hide it so far down inside me so it wouldn’t come back.” “What are you talking about?” “My son,” Ben said, “I’ve always looked down on him. I’ve always looked at him as if he was something awful, someone who I should be ashamed of.” “I don’t understand,” I said. “What has Will—” “Not Will,” he said, staring at me, confused. “Jay.” “Jay?” Ben shook his head. “I always knew my son was wild. He turned from his faith long ago. He ran as far from me as he could. I built a wall up against him, wanting to distance myself from him and his choices. Whenever we speak, it’s strained. He hates me.” “He doesn’t hate you.” “He does,” Ben said. “I just spoke to him. I called him. Even before I could really say a word, he shouted at me and hung up. He didn’t even let me explain to him that I… that I…” “That you what?” Ben stared at me. “He doesn’t know that he and I are exactly the same.” “What? What do you mean?” Ben’s chin shook as he held back tears. “I’m not the pure man you think I am. I’m not good. I’ve… I’ve sinned. I’ve sinned so many times.” “Ben, we all have,” I said. “All men have—” “No,” Ben shouted, sending me back. “I’m not a good, pure man. Before you met me, before I went to college, I… I wasn’t pure. I hadn’t kept myself pure for my wife.” I stared at him, his words sinking in. “You weren’t… a virgin?” Ben hung his head. “I slept with my girlfriend at the time, but not only her. I slept with dozens of women. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t stop. There was this… urge inside me. I couldn’t keep myself clean. My sexual deviance consumed my thoughts.” “Ben, you were a young man,” I said. “All young men, all men have strong sexual urges.” “But I’m not meant to,” he said. “I’m a man of God. I’m meant to be pure. I’m meant to resist all sexual urges, but I couldn’t. My son… my son is just like me. I see so much of myself in him. I see his choices as my own. But that’s not the worst part. The worst part is… is…” “Is what?” He looked at me, a tear running down his cheek. “I want to be him.” I leaned back in my chair. “What?” “I want to live like him,” Ben said. “I know it’s wrong. I know that I’m a married man with sons. I know that I’m meant to be a respectable man, a godly man everyone is meant to look up to, but that’s not who I am inside. All I want is what my son has. He is free. He sleeps with anyone he wants. He does whatever he wants without the fear of ramifications.” I watched in awe as Ben’s moral compass collapsed. I saw him crave the sin Jay and Will bathed in. I saw him struggling with the same darkness that had tortured my soul for decades. Never, in all the years I had craved this man, had I believed him to be as sinful as me. As sinful as Jay. As sinful as Will. Well, I thought, knowing the deepest secret we all hid deep inside ourselves, not as sinful as he might think. “I tried to tell my son,” Ben said. “I tried to confess to him, to Jay. I wanted to speak to someone, hoping he wouldn’t judge me. I didn’t want Will to know, to look at me any differently, but even Jay wouldn’t listen. He hates me so much that he doesn’t even want to speak to me.” “He feels hurt,” I said. “He feels—” “He’s gay,” Ben said. “What?” “Jay,” Ben continued. “He told me he’s gay. He said it as if it was one final slap to my face. He said it to hurt me. He said it to make me hate him.” Ben covered his face with his hands, his breathing heavy. “He still doesn’t know that… that I am… that I’m also…” I reached out and pried his hands off his face, holding his chin steady. His tearful eyes stared into mine. I leaned forward, moving carefully, and lightly pressed my lips on his. It was the moment I had always hoped for. It was the moment I had always desired more than anything. In that moment, I knew I was risking everything, just as he had with his confession. I waited, only my lips moving, only my desire made known. I started to pull back, my heart sinking, knowing I had read the situation wrong. I had been entirely wrong. “Ben, I—” Ben grabbed my head and pulled me into a deep kiss, holding me tight. I could taste him. I finally found myself pulled into the hold of the first person I ever truly loved. His hands let me go, our lips parting. I moved back, watching his face as I saw him thinking over everything he had just done. It was brief, but there was a small smile. “I hope I read that right,” I said, clearing my throat. Ben laughed, wiping tears away. “Yes,” he said. “You read that right.” “Good,” I said. “If I hadn’t, I would have just fucked up my life.” “That’s funny. I was thinking the same thing.” “Don’t worry,” I told him. “I won’t tell anyone anything. I promise. Your secret is safe with me.” Ben nodded, collecting his composure. “Can I tell you something?” I asked. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time. I mean, a long time. Decades.” “Really?” Ben said. “Well, I can’t exactly say the same thing, but I’m flattered.” “Haven’t you ever… you know… been with another man?” “No,” Ben said, a bit too loud. “I’m sorry. No, I haven’t. Like I said, I only ever slept with women. Then I got married. After that, I’m ashamed to say, I slept with several more women.” “From your church?” “No,” he said. “Never someone I knew. I only ever slept with women who were strangers to me, women I’d never see again. I couldn’t silence my urges, but I made sure the truth wouldn’t hunt me down.” “The truth always does,” I told him. Ben nodded. “At some point in my life,” he said, “there came a time when my sexual urges started to change, to transform. I started noticing the men around me. I started feeling a sexual pull toward them. I tried to trick myself into believing that it was only because I had started to keep myself contained. I had tried, once my sons were born and growing, to keep myself true to my wife. The way she treats me now is how she has always treated me. I’ve always found myself running from her. I tried to believe that she was the reason for why I felt this way toward other men. I prayed. I prayed for God to silence the urges, but they wouldn’t disappear. Instead, they grew stronger. I lusted after the men of my church. I wanted them. I tried to create scenarios in which one of them would find himself alone with me, discovering desires they never knew they had. I wanted another man to want me.” “But you never did?” “Never. I fought hard, especially once Will became a pastor. I didn’t want to shame him, but everything Jay did with his life only fueled the fire inside me. I saw the life he lived, and I wanted it. I wanted it so badly. My wife and I haven’t had sex in years. My urges started to grow stronger. For some reason, as we talked today, I found them rising back to the surface, stronger than ever before.” “And your son being gay…” “Jay and I are more alike than I already knew,” he said. “I think I owe him an apology.” “Maybe,” I said. I reached out my hands, holding his. “Now that you’ve told me all of this, what now?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, what do you think you owe yourself?” Ben looked deep into my eyes, and I got lost in his. “I'm here with you,” he finally said. “If you’ll have me.” I smiled, nodding. I stood up and started toward the stairs, Ben following behind. As we walked, I started to unbutton my shirt and undue my belt, Ben following my lead. I wanted to relish the sight of this gorgeous man stripping his clothing, revealing himself to me for the first time. Here we were, two men of God, casting off the costumes that we wore for the world, revealing to each other the true passion beneath. “Are you sure?” I asked as we reached the bedroom door, only our underwear remaining. “What does this tell you?” Ben grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my own, tasting me. We stumbled into the bedroom, and I fell back onto the bed, looking up at the gorgeous man standing in front of me. No, he wasn’t as fit as Will or Jay, but he was just as hairy, and his body was, to me, the greatest sight I’d ever seen. I pulled my underwear off, revealing my body to him, allowing him to see the man he had revealed his soul to. Ben smiled as he looked at me, filling me with an overwhelming rush of joy, almost orgasmic. “I hope you won’t be disappointed,” Ben said, moving his hands to the waistband of his underwear. “I could never be,” I said. “You could never disappoint me.” He slid his underwear down, letting them fall to the floor, kicking them out the door and into the hall, grabbing my own and throwing them out too. I stared at his body, my eyes falling down to his magnificent cock which was already getting hard. It looked as if he was the thickness of Jay but also the length of Will, creating the perfect example of a penis. His balls, the source of two of the sexiest men I knew, hung low and were of a considerable size. “What do you think?” he asked, reaching down and giving his dick a tug. “I think it’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen,” I told him. “No wonder you fucked so many women. With a cock like that, what other choice do you have?” Ben smiled and then climbed up onto the bed, hovering over me, looking down with a burning passion I couldn’t wait to be consumed by. He leaned down and kissed me, his body pressed against mine. I was consumed by his warmth, my hands reaching for his back so I could pull him down on me. I wanted to ravage him, to explore every aspect of his body until there wasn’t anything of Ben Ryder that I didn’t know by heart. “Wow,” he said, breaking the kiss. “You have really wanted this.” “You have no idea,” I said. Ben looked down at his cock, a steady stream of precum leaking out. “Looks like I won’t be needing any lube. Unless, you have some…” “No,” I said. “I’m fine. I trust you.” Ben smiled, kissed me again, and then pushed himself back up, towering over me. He looked like a god. “Ready?” “I’ve been ready for years,” I told him, my legs lifted up, revealing my hole. “I’ll go slow,” he said, directing his cock head toward my puckered hole. “Don’t,” I told him. “I can’t wait. I need you inside me.” Ben smiled and then pressed his cock against my hole, forcing his thick, burning dick into my body. I felt myself shaking, months of being fucked by Will, Peter, and Dom not enough to open my body to a man as magnificent as Ben. “Are you alright?” he asked. “Keep going,” I said. Ben hadn’t mentioned anything about a condom, and I didn’t want him to notice as the high of the moment had not yet disappeared. If I kept him inside of me and got him fucking my ass, he’d fail to notice, and I’d feel him shoot his load deep inside my guts. I could feel every inch entering me. I watched as his face contorted to the waves of pleasure coursing through his body as he entered me, filling me. “Fuck me,” I told him, his eyes meeting mine. “Fuck me hard.” Ben smiled. “I’ve waited so long for a man to tell me that,” he said. He started thrusting into me, his cock hitting my prostate and driving me wild. Everything I had felt when I had been fucked by Will was multiplied as the man of my deepest desires drove his cock deep into my body, filling me in ways no one else ever could. I watched the sweat pouring down Ben’s face, admiring his heaving chest as he kept up the pace, drilling my hole. He fucked just as well, if not better, than the men half his age. He was everything I ever wanted, and now I had him. “Oh fuck,” I moaned. “Oh, fuck me!” “You like that?” “Fuck me harder,” I cried. “You want my load?” he taunted. “Here it comes.” I was lost in the moment, knowing that I was to be filled with the seed of this righteous man. Every hope I had ever had in connection with this moment was being fulfilled. “Dad?” I heard the voice, and I instantly knew who was standing in the doorway. I sat up, grabbing for sheets, trying to cover myself as my eyes rested on the shocked expression of Will Ryder. I watched as he looked from me to Ben, time slowing down around us. Ben climbed off the bed, turning to his son, his cock, swelling from his needed release, ejaculating ropes of his cum all over the floor. ___________________________________________________________________ I tried several versions of how to get Ben to this point and into Pastor Kline's bed. I hope this didn't disappoint. I know there's a lot of dialogue, but I felt it was needed. I couldn't just have Ben jump into bed with no consideration for how he got there. Anyway, thanks for reading this far!

Part 4. A few summers ago, my husband Max and our friends Donald and John were spending a warm summer day at the beach. Donald and John are also a couple. It was hot and it wasn't all because of the warm sunshine. All the hot men around me in speedos and their big bulges. I've never understood swimming shorts. Why do men wear them? Fortunately, most of the men on the beach wore speedos. The circling of the bulges made me hot though. It was a nice day, but watching the bulges made me incredibly horny. At some point I told Max and the guys that I had to go to the bathroom. Fortunately, no one else wanted to go along. Of course, I didn't head to the restaurant, which also had a toilet, but instead to the bushes behind the beach. I had read online that the bushes had become a well-known cruising spot for gay men. Soon I found three men in speedos in the bushes, who were jerking off in a circle. I crept up to them and they nodded in agreement. I took out my own cock and a 50-year-old man grabbed it and started jerking. The men's hard cocks looked lovely, so I knelt down in front of the men and took the nearest cock into my mouth. The cock tasted salty and smelled of sweat. I also tasted two other cocks. But since I was in a hurry to get back to the beach, I decided to be straightforward. I stood up and lowered the speedos to below my buttocks and turned my ass towards the men. Immediately I felt hands on my buttocks and hole. One of the guys said "you greedy slut. Do you have condoms with you"? "No," I replied. "There's no way, I'm not going to stick my bare dick in a hole that offers itself to completely unknown men in the bush," said the youngest man, about 30 years old. "Me neither," said another younger man as well. The older one, about 50 years old, said that he is not interested in rubbers. "Raw feels much better and it's always a pleasure to seed young greedy cumdumps". The older man pressed his bare cock in my ass and the younger ones took turns in my mouth. All three of them fucked me like a bitch, which was good because I should be hurrying to the beach next to my husband. One of the young men shot in my mouth and I swallowed all the sperm. The 50-year-old also sped up and whispered "take my sperm". One of the younger guys jerked furiously and started spraying his sperm into my mouth, face and hair. I'm sure I looked like a really horny slut in the bushes. The men stuffed their used cocks back into their speedos and set off on their journeys. I too began to rush back to the beach. I put on my speedo and on the way I tried to clean my face and hair from the sperm. I wiped my face with my hand and licked it clean. I really hoped I could clean up all the sperm spills. When I arrived on the beach with our towels, Max was already worried about where I had gone. I told him that I had bumped into my co-worker Karen on the way, with whom I had been talking, and that's why I was late on the way. When I had settled on my towel between Max and Donald, I noticed that there was a wet spot on the front of my own speedos. The head of my cock had been wet with precum when I had pulled the speedos on. I quickly turned over to lie on my stomach so the wet patch wouldn't show. At the same time, I was hoping I could keep my hole tight so the older man's sperm wouldn't leak out and wet the back of my speedos. After I had laid on my stomach on the towel for a while, I felt Donald's fingers in my hair. Donald took something from my hair between his fingers and then put his fingers in his own mouth. I looked at Donald in shock. It had to be sperm, I was caught. But Donald looked straight into my eyes and winked at me.

It was after midnight and I laid in bed thinking about this past evening. My ass was a little sore but I felt full....no doubt still filled with semen. I fell asleep and slept soundly until about 6AM. When I woke up the room was permeated by the scent of sex, My sheets were stained with fluids from the night before and there was a large pink wet spot where I was lying during the night. My ass was stll wet and I had morning wood that kept growing as I reminisced about the previous evening. I had such mixed emotions about last night. The sex was so hot, so passionate but was I ready to be pozzed. My erection didn't dimmish though and I needed to release again. I squeezed the marinated fluids left in my ass. OMG, the scent of cum and ass juices. I had to taste some and then used the rest to coat my hard dick. I began stroking. thinking about those three dicks inside me. What were the chances my conversion was underway? How toxic was the man who fucked me? Did the two other men hasten the pozzing by abrading my ass walls ? Within a minute I began shooting another huge load. The next few weeks were busy and really had no sex, then one morning I woke up not feeling well. I got up went to work and during the day I could feel I had a fever. When I got home I had a temp of 104, achy and all night woke up with night sweats. It was winter so maybe I just had the flu. I was sick for about 4 days and began to feel better. I rationalized I was OK and didn't think about it. 2 weeks later I decided to test myself and those two lines appeared It was official. I was a bit shocked but after it settled in I was OK. I was liberated. No need to think about it The next week, the second guy that fucked me and was so turned on by the fact that I had poz cum in messaged me on grindr. He mentioned how hot our encounter was and asked if I converted. I told him I did. He was so excited and begged me to fuck him as he was now chasing. We met up that night and now we are fucking frequently......

Usually after I cum, my dick goes soft and I just want to chill, but despite unloading I was still so horny. My dick was hard, and I wanted more dick, We continued to kiss tasting my cum and his ass and then I made way down to his cock. He was hard and my goal was to get him more aroused and as wet as possible. Soon I rolled on my back and raised my legs above my head exposing my hole. He dove in with his tongue adding his saliva to the two loads already in me. He hit the poppers and shotgunned them to me with a wonderfully sensuous kiss. When he pulled back, I marveled at his big man cock sprouting from his boy body. I told him I wanted to feel him inside me and share his babies like I shared mine. Without any pause he slid right inside me. My hole was wet and sloppy but a little sore from the previous fucks but the fullness of having him inside me was overwhelming. As he fucked some of the fluids were being pulled out of my ass. I could feel them leaking down my balls and into the sheets. He fucked me on my back for a few minutes and then told me to get on my knees. I rolled over and took him doggie. Here's a 50-year-old guy submitting to a BBC from a 20-year-old boy...god was I turned on. He fucked me mercilessly with no break and my ass was starting to feel sore. I hit the poppers more to blunt the stinging in my hole and just savored his dick. He pulled out again and told me to suck his dick. As before I could taste semen, the muskiness of my ass, but now there was a new taste, somewhat metallic......fuck, my ass walls were breached. He then had me get on my back with my ass at the edge of the bed and entered me as he stood on the floor. We both hit poppers, kissed ravenously as he pounded. His breathing got deeper his pace got quicker and his penis went deeper as I started to feel him pulsate, He literally fell on me with his weight forcing his dick deeper as he unloaded, We kissed as he softened and pulled out. My ass was oozing, and he scooped some of that ooze with his fingers to feed me. Thats when I noticed it wasn't the typical pearl white fluid im used to seeing but it had a pink tinge. I licked his fingers dry but saved a little to share with him. To be continued

Has anybody found porn where the second hole (sigmoid colon) is mentioned? There are plenty of videos of guys taking longer dildos which briefly stop a few inches in before going deeper - I'm certain that's the dildo reaching and then moving through the second hole - but they don't usually acknowledge it or talk about it, and I haven't found any videos with a top or bottom where it's discussed. The ideal would be a video where a top talks the bottom through his cock through the second hole into the colon, especially if it was the bottoms first time going that deep. Years ago I remember watching a behind the scenes video where the bottom had to use a dildo to loosen his second hole for the top, but it was only a brief mention and it wasn't part of the porn video itself, and I haven't been able to find it since.

Part 1. First, some background information. Me and my husband Max have been together for 8 years, 6 of which have been married. We are both around 30 years old. I am 30 and Max is a year younger. Our life is really good and we have fun together. We have a lot of friends and we travel a lot during the holidays. We spend a lot of time together and do a lot of different things together. But... There is one thing that is not perfect. My sperm hunger. For the first 4 years I was able to keep it quiet, but the need for strangers' sperm only got stronger. It grew inside me. I realized that I always looked first at the man's crotch. Ohh, what a big bulge that man has. I realized that I was jealous of every bottom boy in a porn movie who got a raw cock and loads of cum in his ass. I had tried to subtly talk to Max about it, but he didn't want to hear me. He was definitely of the opinion that marriage is only an agreement between two people and does not include other people. My cheating started unintentionally 4 years ago. I was at an optometrist and a 50-year-old male optician gave me vision tests. Every now and then my eyes strayed to the man's crotch, which seemed to be bulging out nicely. After the tests, the optician rested his own hand on his bulge and rubbed it lightly, looking me straight in the eye. Finally he asked if I liked what I saw. I nodded shyly, and admitted that I liked it. The optician said that if I want, I can also examine in more detail. Timidly, I reached out and felt the optician's hot bulge. "Open the buttons," the optician commanded. I obeyed. I opened the buttons and the big pouch of the optician's underwear was sticking out of the pants. "Lick it," was the command. I obeyed again. I greedily licked the pouch of the optician's underwear and bit through the fabric with my teeth on his hardening cock. "Take it out," ordered the optician. I did so and immediately took the man's hot cock straight into my mouth. I started sucking cock like there was no tomorrow. "Oooh, you greedy slut," said the optician. The man fucked my mouth hard. The cock wasn't terribly long or thick, but the man's testicles were big and juicy. I held the bags and caressed the testicles as the cock moved in and out of my mouth. "Get up and turn around," the optician commanded me again. I obeyed like a sheep. When I turned around, the man would pull my sweatpants and underwear down to my knees with one jerk. Immediately he placed his raw cock on my hole. Without asking anything, he pushed inside me. The man's raw cock was inside me. He hadn't asked if I wanted a condom. He just thrust into me with his bare cock. I screamed in pain, but the man growled at me "shut up bitch". "We don't want the whole house to find out what a whore you are". After a while, the man picked up the pace and squirted his sperm into my hole. I felt several injections in my gut. After emptying himself, the optician pulled away from my hole and buttoned his pants. "Well, now lift those sweatpants up and you can leave so I can continue my work," the optician said coldly. I pulled up my pants and left the optician's booth with my ass full of sperm. It was the first time I cheated on my husband.

If you were on death row and facing execution, and were offered your choice of a last meal, or a last fuck, which would you choose? I think that before deciding, I would definitely want to see what was on the menu. I would also want to know about the food options.

I first did some piss play in my teens. Got into it more early 20s; there was a group in San Diego that hosted monthly parties and that got me hooked. I’ve been to many more, in US and Europe and Australia. what I like most about going to piss parties is that the guys who attend generally have explored and expanded their sexuality. Not a lot of vanilla guys at a piss party.

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I think most guys are starting to prefer loose, sloppy holes. It’s definitely a trend I’ve noticed. They tell me it’s a hassle trying to open up a tight bottom. A loose hole is always ready and you can tell the bottom has good experience being used. No need to worry about any foreplay if you don’t have to. Just fuck and move on. 😎

My only story was when I was regularly sucking and getting fucked by a college guy in my town. Met on Grindr, He was a senior lived with his gf off campus. He'd hit me up once or twice a month to suck him off or fuck me. After several months of me being his on call cum slut, wife and I and kids were at a popular pizza place, in walks in my guy and his girl. He and I made eye contact, nothing more. LOVED watching his cute gf and knowing that I was getting some of the loads she should have been getting.

One of the reasons could simply be that you have more options when it comes to cruise bars in Amsterdam, and a much smaller population. Although London has a number of regular events/parties at locations dotted about the city, it only has two real cruise bars (or maybe if you include the Underground club), and a population of 9 million. Therefore it’s not surprising that there’s a queue outside the Vault on Thursday night. I don’t know Amsterdam, but it sounds like you have a lot more choices, and a population of less than 1 million. It may be that the crowd is spread just too thin. Too many options isn’t always a good thing: sometimes I think that even Gran Canaria outside peak times has too many bars- there may only be 10-20 guys in each one, whereas if there were fewer bars, guys would be forced to bunch together, and the bars that remained would be packed.

So do I, a good btm should be clean and a good top should rim before he mounts up. I love to rim and get rimmed, just adds to the anticipation of cock entering a hole.

Getting bred blindfolded or hooded is my main kink right now. I've got a whole black book of guys that regularly breed me and I've no idea what most of them look like. I have notes on each such as how old I think they are or how big I think their dicks feel, and what kind of style of fuck they prefer, like if they want me totally silent and just a human fleshlight, or if they want me riding them or begging for them to cum in me. It's the hottest experience for me to just get fucked and filled with spunk from someone you don't even know, I encourage them to bring friends so I can add more regulars to my list and keep myself full of cum. I did have to cut one guy off though as he kept pushing for a face to face meet and I had to tell him I had no interest in meeting him, that all I cared about was feeling his dick in me.

The situation has escalated. I cannot controle it any longer. Developments follow each other in rapid succession. The river has turned into a big, white, swirling rapid. It feels like a free fall into faggotry. So much has happened the last days. Seriously, it was only a week or two ago where I thought I was this big slut, sucking a couple of cocks at the park each week. But in the last two weeks I learned so much I can not believe it 😉 It all started with me having the event with the Pavlov effect (twice!) at the gym which I described earlier in this post. It has caused a chain reaction. After the second Pavlov event it all changed... I have always had this big interest in ways to make myself be more available and easier to dock as a cumdumpster. I love Aswaganda in that way a lot. It has a big effect on my 'instant availability'. When I receive a message from a regular feeder I usually will be swallowing his sperm load within the next 20 minutes. But now I reached the next level of being a cumdump once more. I learned that a faggot just shouldn't cum. Period. It just makes them insecure and confused. I did ignore my cock for a couple of years now but now I took it to the next level. I bought a cage for my cock. Not from a 'kink' kinda perspective but from a practical perspective. Not cumming makes a faggot cumdump like me, calmer, more concentrated, more motivated and more confident in what its assignment is. Satisfying men. Swallowing as much sperm as possible. Simple as that. To be a service point for men to dump their sperm load into. I bought a cage with one of those metal tubes that goes into the pissslit. I'm a rookie at this. Nothing has ever invaded my penis like this before but I have put it on and I stuck with it. It is way too smal! It took me a while to put it on. The first couple of days were like hell... I didn't sleep at all. Took a couple of days off work and started to go to my favorite truck-stop again. I've been wearing it for only 5 days now but already notice the immense effects. I do not like the maintenance that comes with it but the effect is amazing. I didn't cum for almost two week now. I have been on my knees, sucking cock, at rest areas every spare minute since I put it on. My cum-intake increased with 200% the last days. I'm becoming a more effective cumdump every minute I wear this cage. I love the effect of the cage on my cumdump performance but I also regret the shrinking effect on my cock. My cock is beautiful! It always was a joy to look at from a cocksuckers perspective. I have been drooling looking at my own cock, wanting to have it deep down my throat so badly. In the early days I have been cumming from looking at my own, big, hard, veiny, purple cock. But those days are over. It doesn't have a function anymore. I'm planning on wearing it as long as possible. Sucking as much cock as possible. But to my caged friends out there: I'm just wandering, what are your practical rituals in being caged?. Do you get the cage off every day to clean it? Do you take it off at night? Where does it end? Will I be sucking 20 cock a day when I keep it on?

I have no idea of how many loads I have taken but it was 8 last night and just as many guys sucked off. Love black out night at the baths.

Just left about 30 minutes ago... still floating though. He bred me Wednesday and wanted to yesterday, but i was feasting and we all know eating and bottoming don't go together. It was a tough call, but the food was already in. Lately, our routine involves me sucking Him and doing a lot of kissing an licking of His thighs, balls, crotch, and of course His Cock. Then He turns over and presents His ass. He's the only Guy i will rim, but He so obviously gets into it and is so vocal, it puts me in the zone and keeps me there... so He's found a way. He's really hairy, and i like smooth, but again... i'm so into Him, even His hair is hot to me? He's Latino, so unlike my hair, His is short and curly. His skin is golden brown and absolutely flawless, just thinking about Him makes me salivate. Funny how chemistry can get one liking what i wouldn't normally. He always finishes breeding me, which is probably key to our longevity. He's bred me hundreds of times and definitely has built and taken possession of a space inside of me, which He fills and maintains on a regular basis. Loving life right now.

I know it sucks for the top as they obviously wanna jerk me off or suck me, but I'll always lock my cock up for cumdump sessions. I want to feel my only pleasure from my hole and I really don't want to cum from being jerked off. Some tops think that they're special and that this is the only fuck I'm having and that I should cum along with him, but the reality is that he's just another line drawn on my ass in marker pen.

Fitting this should be my first post. Hello all

Love loose juicy cum filled holes to add my load to and even my fist.

Yes absolutely love piss play! One of my best play was every one was a bunch of guys drinking non stop water and gatorade. In the back sunroom was a empty hot tub in the middle of the room all tile floor. I got in and laid down and got pissed on by all from head to toe. It was non stop for a while. One got in and flipped me over pulled my ass to him and felt his cock go in and filled me as he pulled out another guy did the same, got so filled piss streamed for my hole for a while. Love it

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

Chapter 6. Two weeks later, Douglas sent me a message on WhatsApp. I hadn't heard from him in all the time since we left the beach. I had secretly hoped that Douglas had forgotten the whole thing. Douglas informed me that I should be at the Motel across town at 7pm that evening. He told me that I should go to the door of room 107 and knock on it. The room is located in the wing of the building, so the door can be accessed directly from the parking lot. All I need to know at this point is to be there at 7 p.m. In the evening, I told Max that I was going to the gym and drove my car to the motel parking lot. My heart was beating so hard I was afraid it would explode. With unsteady steps I walked to the door of room 107 and knocked on it. The door opened ajar, but I saw no one. I entered and an unknown gruff male voice told me to close the door behind me. The room was completely dark. The voice told me again that there is a blindfold on the table by the door that I should put on. "Are you ready," asked a rough male voice. "Yes," I replied. I noticed through the slits in the blindfolds that the lights were turned on in the room, but I couldn't see anything. I was led to sit on the edge of the bed, and they started asking me questions. What is my name, how old am I, am I in a relationship, what is my husband like, how big a cock does my husband have, do I also let other men fuck me, Does my husband know, do I use protection, do I let men cum in my hole raw... I answered the questions honestly. Finally a male voice said I should take my clothes off. I obeyed again. Finally, I sat on the edge of the bed naked, with only Blindfold on my eyes and socks on my feet. "Well then, get on all fours on the bed and now spread your cheating hole on us," said the rough-voiced man. "For us? Is there anyone else in the room besides the rough-voiced man". I was lying on the bed with my ass up and my head in the sheets. I spread my buttocks with both hands. "You first," said the gruff one. I heard someone spit and must have rubbed his spit on his cock. After that I felt a hot cock in my hole. "Give the cheating husband what he came here for," said the rough-voiced man. I felt the cock sinking into my ass. I shuddered from both pain and ecstasy. The man hammered my ass for a while and the rough-voiced man told me to beg the man to seed me. I kept repeating breed me, breed me... And the man roared and seeded me. As the man pulled out of me, I felt a new cock on my hole. With a strong thrust, the cock sank deep into my already spermed hole. The unknown man began to push and pull at a fast pace. Soon he emptied his load inside me too. After that, the rough-voiced man told me to spread my hole again and thank the unknown seeders. I did as I was told. Very soon I heard the sounds of getting dressed from the room and very soon I heard how the front door of the motel room opened. The room became very quiet. 5 minutes later I guessed there was no one left in the room. I opened the blindfolds and saw that the room was empty. I got dressed quickly and left for my car. When I got home I had received a whatsapp message from Douglas, where he told me to send him a video showing sperm pouring out of my hole. Fortunately, my husband Max was watching his favorite series on netflix, so I quickly sneaked into the bedroom and videoed my hole and pushed out the sperm of unknown men. I fingered my hole at the same time and it felt really good. I sent the video to Douglas and he complimented me on being a nice slut and sent me back a short video clip taken in a hotel room. In the video, I sat in a hotel room with blindfolds on my eyes and answered a rough-voiced man's questions with my own name. Douglas said he has the entire video of my insemination. We could watch it together sometime, Douglas messaged.

I discovered masturbation when i was 13, and about 6-9 months later I was shooting my own cum loads. I loved the taste and have always eaten my own loads since. Exceptions: making cumsicles, letting a guy swallow if he can successfully blow me, or cumming in a guy’s ass balls deep when I fuck.

Part 5. When we left the beach, I walked with Douglas behind Max and John. We kept a little distance from them so they couldn't hear what we were discussing. Douglas said that he doubts that I didn't really see Karen on the beach, even though I said so. He said he suspected I had been naughty and that was why I had stayed. I agreed that Douglas is right about that. He demanded that I tell him how the sperm got into my hair. I revealed that I had gone into the bush behind the beach. "I guessed. You cheating slut," said Douglas. "I promise to keep your secret. But you must tell everything," continued Douglas. I told Douglas that there were three men jerking off in the bush and told me that I joined their circle. I told how I knelt down to suck men's cocks and how I offered men my ass. I also confess how the younger men refused because we didn't have rubbers. But how an older man fucked and cummed in my ass. I saw how my experience made the advantage of Douglas shorts bulge. "You really are a cheating slut. I wouldn't have guessed you'd let men fuck you raw and empty their balls inside you. Is it that Max doesn't know any of this," Douglas continued. "It is," I admitted to Douglas. "As I promised, you can be sure I won't tell Douglas about this, or even John. This is really hot for me. I wouldn't think of cheating on John myself, but just the thought of you offering your unprotected ass to men you don't know makes me horny," said Douglas. "But since I'm not telling anyone, you owe me a favor, or quite a few, actually," Douglas stated. "First, from now on, you must tell me all of your naughty adventures. Second, you must obey without question when I give you tasks. Is that agreed," continued Douglas. "Or if this doesn't work out for you, then I'll tell both Max and John your secret. What do you think they'll think of the cheating slut," Douglas continued without me interrupting. "First, I want you to send me a picture of your fucked sperm hole. I want to see how you push the sperm out of your hole. And remember, your face must be visible in the picture, too," demanded Douglas. When I got home I did as Douglas had told me. Sending the picture made me really nervous, but it also made me horny. I hadn't realized before that submission turned me on. I found it arousing that Douglas dictated what I had to do behind my husband Max's back. "This is right! Good! We'll get back to it the next time the cheating little ass has been fed!", reminded Douglas.

Part 3. I had made an appointment with a massage therapist when the muscles in the upper back behind the shoulder blades were completely stuck. I was received by Chris, about 20 years old, a young and muscular massage therapist. Chris was dressed in white loose clothes. Chris directed me to his room and said I could undress behind the screen. I left only my white briefs on and stepped behind the screen in front of Chris. Chris went to stand behind me and asked me to do different stretches so he could see how my back was bending and where my muscles were stiff. I was doing stretches and Chris ran his hands on my back right up to my buttocks. After the initial check-up, Chris asked me to get on the massage table and lie on my stomach. Chris covered my upper body and buttocks with a towel and started massaging my legs. Chris's hands felt really good on my skin. After the legs, Chris massaged the muscles in my arms. Every now and then I felt Chris's crotch hit my palm. After the hands, Chris massaged the shoulders and proceeded from there downwards. Finally, Chris lowered my briefs over my buttocks so he could freely massage my glutes as well. Chris' fingers, slick with massage oil, slid several times around my hole and next to my balls. It felt unbelievably hot. Chris then told me to turn onto my back. This came too suddenly, and I had to turn around to reveal that my cock was standing in full swing in my briefs. Chris said it's nothing to be ashamed of. Almost all men say that massage causes stiffness in the cock. It's perfectly normal for a stiff cock to ooze precum during a massage, said Chris, pointing to a wet patch on my briefs. Chris continued the massage as if nothing had happened. While massaging my thighs, Chris' fingers hit my balls countless times. Somehow it seemed that the hits were no longer as random and careful as before. Finally, the massage was coming to an end. Chris said he could give me a complete final relaxation if I wanted. I said that would be really nice. "Nice, are you more of a top or a bottom," asked Chris. The conversation had taken on a completely sexual tone, which confused me, but I still told Chris that I was a bottom. "Hot," replied Chris, climbing onto the massage table between my legs. Chris took off my briefs and lowered his own pants so that Chris' hard cock was exposed. Chris lifted my legs to his shoulders and started rubbing his cock with his oiled hand. Chris placed his raw cock at the entrance of my hole. Slowly, Chris pushed into me with his entire cock. Chris kept looking me straight in the eyes and telling me to relax completely. I did so and let Chris fuck me at his own pace. Chris slowly picked up the pace. The massage table creaked to the rhythm of the fucking. I pinched Chris's nipples with my fingers and panted again and again just breed me. Finally, Chris's body stiffened and I felt him inject his sperm into my hole. The whole time Chris had been looking deep into my eyes. Chris' final relaxation was really intense and functional. My back pain was left on Chris's massage table and I had filled my unprotected cheating hole with the young bull's sperm.

Part 2. This also happened more than three years ago. Max's former student friend was our guest for the whole weekend. I knew beforehand that Philip was gay and had been quite a fucking machine during his studies. Max had told me about it. Philip came to us because on Friday night we had agreed to go to a music concert with a bigger group of friends. We had standing places on the stadium floor, where we danced and jumped throughout the whole show. At some point during the show, I noticed that Philip had moved to dance behind me and every now and then I felt something hard against my buttocks. As if Philip had purposely poked me with his hard cock. But I paid no attention to this and danced as if nothing had happened. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination or if it was really the case that Philip had his cock hard behind me. After the concert, we went to the bar with the whole group of friends and got ourselves very drunk. Late at night we then went home, although some of the group still stayed to dance. Phillip slept on the couch and we went to sleep in our own bedroom. In the morning I woke up and got up first and started making breakfast for us. Philip was lying on his back on the couch and scrolling through his cell phone. I had a direct view from the kitchen to the couch. Philip was lying on the couch without a blanket and wearing only white briefs. Philip's hand went from time to time improving the bulge, which clearly seemed to cover the hard cock. I began to suspect that Philip was deliberately teasing me. The thought of the previous night and Philip's hard cock also made my own cock stand in my pajama pants. Soon Max also came to the kitchen, so I had to hide my standing cock from him. Philip wore nothing but those white briefs and a sleeveless white shirt to breakfast. It was hard for me to be at breakfast without occasionally glancing at Philip's crotch. During the day we walked around the city and shopped for clothes. We also visited the galleries and had a really nice and fun day. In the evening, Max had promised to grill us, so Philip and I sat on the couch and drank wine while Max prepared the food. Every now and then Max went to the kitchen to get something or to do something else related to cooking. As soon as Max had gone to the yard to install the grill for the first time, Philip asked me if I had noticed that his cock needed some attention. I admitted to him that I had noticed, but I hadn't known if it was on purpose. At the same time, Philip dug his hard cock out of his pants and started jerking it on the couch in front of me. "Yes, it was on purpose," said Philip. "My balls are full and need to be emptied," continued Philip, jerking. "Now you have to decide very quickly where to empty my seed. Your throat or your asshole. It's your decision," continued Philip. Just at the same moment, Max's voices were heard and he was coming to visit the kitchen. Philip slipped his cock into the back of his pants and casually started talking about the day's gallery visit. At the same time I got up and went to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I considered my options, but at the same time I was already lubricating my anus with lube. When I left the bathroom, I went to pour more wine for Max in the yard. When I went back inside to the couch, Philip had dug out his hard cock again and was jerking it. "Well, very soon these seeds will be on the carpet, so have you decided yet," asked Philip. I nodded to Philip and revealed my ass to him. Immediately I sat on Philip's lap and his hard cock immediately sank balls deep into my ass. "That's what I was hoping for," said Philip. He got up and bent me over the couch. He began to fuck me in the ass with a very fast rhythm. After a few ten thrusts he stopped deep inside me and grunted "take my five day load you cheating slut". Quickly after that he pulled away from me and pulled up his pants. I did the same and we sat on the couch again. It was really hot sitting at dinner with Philip's seed in my hole. Max had no idea what had happened. On Sunday morning, when I came to prepare breakfast, Philip was on the couch already hard. He just winked at me and I was sitting on his hard cock again. Again, Philip quickly injected his sperm into me. I just had time to go back to the kitchen when Max already came there too. The fear of being caught made fucking with Philip even more hot.

I had just received my second load and my ass was a little sore. I sat and thought: Were my ass walls a bit roughed up now? Did my last breeder create a pathway for infection? Damn, sprt of twisted thoughts, but why did they turn me on so much? I was fingering my hole feeling the mixture of fluids. poz cum, neg cum, saliva, my ass juices. I couldn't resist tasting them all which made me even hornier.....and I stll hadn't cum. It was only 11 PM so I decided to try grindr again. After a few minutes I saw a guy who I had played with a few times and always had a great time. He was a young black college student. 20 yo but still looked like an adolescent. 5-10, 140, skinny with a fat 8" dick that defied his slender stature. He had an unkempt fro, a scraggly beard and a thick untrimmed bush. Basically really cute and sexy. In bed he was verbal and uninhibited. I messaged him and soon he was on his way. I met him at the door and we immediately locked lips. He was always a great kisser and tonight was no exception. He had sweat pants on and I could feel that his dick was rock hard. As I kissed him I slipped my hand down his pants and started fingering his hole. He started moaning and told me he wanted my babies in him. I so needed to fuck him. We headed to the bedroom and undressed as we kissed. His dick was so hard and pointing towards the ceiling. We got in bed. I got on top of him and continued to kiss him. I made way down his body. His nipples were so hard and I loved the sprouting hair around them. I followed his treasure trail down to his dick and sucked him deep. I relished in the musk of his body as I licked his balls making my way to his hole. As I ate his hole I noticed he reached for my poppers and took huge hits. He then placed them under my nose. We were both flying now. He told me he wanted my cock and my babies inside. With that prompt I lifted his legs off the bed exposing his gorgeous hairy boy hole in my face, I stuck my tongue as deep as I could. He pushed his hole open exposing the hint of a rosebud looking so inviting. I kissed him again wanting him to taste his musk and then asked him to suck me, to get my cock as wet as possible. He sucked me hard, deep throated me and got me so wet. I was ready. I lifted his legs again, my dick was wet, his hole was wet......I poked his hole hit the poppers and slid right in. My god. 2 loads in my ass and my dick was in this incredible boy hole ready to breed. I thought this might be my last HIV negative load. I started pounding him telling him how great his ass felt. He kept telling me to cum in him. We shared more poppers and I shotgunned poppers into his mouth. I couldn't hold back any longer and went balls deep. My dick exploded at least 8 shots as he squeezed his hole around my penis. I stayed in him kissing him . My dick didnt soften. I pulled out and was still rock hard. I looked at his hole and could see my white creamy semen clinging to his ass hair. I went down to taste it and the scent was intoxicating... My nut his musky ass. I sucked some out and then kissed him To be continued

Part 2 After a short time, the hot man who left his seed in me left and I laid in my bed with a glow surrounding me. I felt so satiated with his load inside me thinking that his semen was unloading its HIV babies inside me, did he abrade my ass walls enough to give his infection a clear path into me or would it just fade away like his sperm thinking i was a cunt to impregnate. The one thing I did know was that I still horny and my dick was hard. I needed some further release, so I again scrolled through grindr. Before long I happened upon a guy who I had played with a few times before, He was in his 20's, a bit stocky with a nice hairy chest and ass and a fat 6" dick. I remember he was a good kisser, loved raw and bred me a few times before. He was also HIV negative. The sex was good but sometimes he had trouble coming inside me, He would pull out and jerk off. I didn't care I just needed another dick in me. I messaged him if he was looking, and he replied yes and soon headed over. I met him at the door and we quickly went to my room. We undressed and I got to my knees and sucked his dick getting him hard and really wet. I climbed on the bed, got on my knees and presented my ass doggie style. I took a hit of poppers and told him to breed me. He soon slid and excitedly said "OMG your ass is so wet, is that cum?' I said it was which got him so excited i could feel his cock get even harder. He asked who's cum it was and I told him some black dude. He got even more excited. Now I felt emboldened and told him he was fucking me with poz cum as lube. I took a chance because there was a possibility that I would freak him out. On the contrary it put him over the top. He said he couldn't believe he was fucking me with poz cum and he hoped his cock was grinding that toxic nut into me. Within a minute he starts yelling, "i'm cumming" and I felt his dick pulse as he shot his load in me, He stayed in me a minute while he softened and as he pulled out, I could feel cum running out my ass and down my balls. To be continued

About two weeks after the first blood slam I started running a low grade fever, felt fatigued all the time, and woke up drenched in sweat. We talked about my symptoms. Since they were similar to the fuck flu he decided to take advantage of my compromised immune system. He pounded his toxic dick into my hot fever hole without lube. He spit on his dick and shoved it in, tearing me open. I slammed a large amount of his blood. I’d love to post the security camera video of all of the depravity, but for some unknown reason we always fucked with Game of Thrones playing in the background and it kills the vibe of the dirty verbal pozzing. I know I’m sad too... At this point we’ve been very depraved for a couple of months so I jokingly took an OraQuick. To my astonishment it was negative. I had already scheduled my normal 3 month check-up so I told my doctor about the symptoms of fuck flu. I asked for a viral load test because it counts virus cells present in a sample as opposed to the standard HIV-antigen test which only tests my immune system for antibodies. About 4 days go by and the doctor called wanting me to come in to discuss my results. I’m rather tech savvy and have the phone app for where I get my labs drawn. They automatically upload as soon as new results are posted. Within minutes of getting off the phone with my doctor I receive a push notification from the app. And guess where I was when I get the notification? If you guessed IKEA you’re right. I’m walking alone through the linens shopping and I look down at my phone. I burst with happy tears when I saw the Viral Load of 141,000. If you’ve ever been to an IKEA it’s busy place, people are staring. I laid my items down and leave. I head over to my makers apartment when he gets off. I climb into bed with him because at this point I haven’t told anyone yet. I open the lab app and tell him to read. I can still see the excitement on his face, and I have to say the sex that night was extra special because I got to shoot my first poz load. A couple days go by and I show up to my doctor's appointment. She is not a nice lady, but she was being super nice. I told her that I “know” and that she didn’t have sugar coat anything. The following week she orders additional labs for a full HIV work up. A few more days pass and I get the additional lab results. I now have a viral load of 6,650,000 and CD4 count of 314. I wanted to stay off meds for some time, but my maker told me to start taking meds due to how fast my CD4 count dropped and how high my VL went. If you knew our relationship you'd know I cannot say no to him. I picked up my prescription and went back to his place. He opened the dresser drawer where he keeps the needles and gets a 3mL out and a fresh 23g needle. I slam 3mL of my toxic blood into his veins. After some time on meds we'll be taking a break so I can be the toxic strain-collecting boy I’ve always wanted to be. And then I'll be able to recharge his toxic hole with my pierced dick.