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Where I live there are many more bottoms than tops. As a vers I tend to top more than bottoming. However there is the odd time. I was at the baths about 2 months back and a tall muscle boy came up behind me in the dark area, pushed me over the fuck bench and slowly shoved his huge thick raw cock in my hole and started pounding harder and harder. He just kept pounding as though he was possessed, harder and harder while holding me down from behind. You could hear the both of us grunting and me starting to wince. It got so loud that a bunch of guys gathered around to watch. I was so damn turned on by him and the scene that I let him pound and pound feeling pain and intense pleasure at the same time. Finally when I felt I might not be able to take it any longer he let out a big grunt and spasm while shooting his load deep in me. It was so damn intense. However, just when I thought I might be given a break he started pounding again. By this point I was really squirming but also hard as a rock. Before I knew it he let out yet another spasm and shot a second load in me. it was probably one of the most random and intense experiences I’ve had in a long time, even though my ass hurt like hell at the end. Once he left a couple of other guys wanted in my ass but I needed a break. lol so couldn’t. So yes, when turned on enough I can. It also happens that the buddy I was with came in me earlier that night which is a huge turn on for me so that made it easier to take

Chapter 17 The next morning Jake wakes up before his father, as he does he cuddles up close, resting his head on this dad’s muscular chest and explores his hairy torso. Under the covers he finds Jason’s sweat cock fully hard. He grasps ahold of the fat member and starts massaging, while is own cock grows pressed up against his father’s hip. As he tugs on his dad’s dick, the fat head flares and oozes silky precum and Jake’s mouth begin to water. Jake goes under the covers and begins kisses and licking his dad’s hairy dick causing it to leaks massive amounts of precum. Jake engulf the dick with his mouth tasting the stale cum from the night before. Jason awakens shortly after and moans as he realizes his son is servicing his cock. Now that his father is awake, he plays with his dad’s hairy balls and begin deep throating Jason’s big cock showing him how hungry he is for his father’s cum. “That’s it boy, work out that first load of the day for me!" Jason says as he begins thrusting his dick in son’s throat. “Daddy I’m so hungry for your poz cum, please feed me!”, Jake begs as he briefly take the dick out of his mouth and then slurps it down again. “I’ve got a big dirty load for you son” Jake sucks furiously on his father’s cock. As he does Jason’s giant balls tense up. Jason holds out as long as he can but before long he explodes in his son’s slutty mouth. Jake swallows the first few shots of cum but soon chokes on the vast amount of cum erupting from his dad’s dick and pulls it out. The massive dick continues to shoot cum all over Jake’s face. Jason’s dick glows red as his son jerks the last few drops of toxic cum from his father’s cock then licks it clean. “What a great way to wake up”, Jason exclaims and then meets his son in a deep Kiss, tasting his own semen as his massages Jake’s tongue. “After a protein shake like that. I’m definitely ready for the gym”, Jake says with a smile. Jason laughs and then responds, “I think I’ll join you. Nothing works up another load like seeing my son work out”. An hour later both men arrive at the gym and begin their workout together. As his father spots him on the bench press, Jake notices the familiar bulge in his father gym shorts. The bulge grows so big Jason has to adjust himself. As Jake finishes his set he tells his father he is making a scene. Both chuckle and Jason tweaks his son’s nipple playfully. Jason then notices across the gym a tall bearded man staring. “I think we have an audience”, Jason whispers to his son as they make their way to the next piece of equipment. Jake smirks and catches glimpse of the man. “He’s cute. Let play with him”, Jake suggests. Jason responds with a smile and a wink. As they continue their session, Jake works to give the man a show. His slightly oversized sleevless shirt gives the man a peak at Jake’s dilated nipples and his well developed chest. As he does his deadlifts Jake’s tight muscle ass is on full view. After, both men finish their workout by stretching out. Jason assists his son in stretching out his hamstrings exposing the straps of Jake’s jockstrap. The stranger continues to stare and an outline of his impress cock is evident. He adjusts himself and as he does Jake notices a wedding ring on his hand. “Let’s hit the steam room son”, Jason say. As they head toward the locker rooms, the stranger follows. Both men undress in the locker room and stranger does the same. As Jake’s hairless body is revealed to the stranger his semi hard dick continues to grow and he makes no point to hide his huge uncut dick. Jason dick is almost fully hard as well as he ushers his son to the showers. They both enter one shower stall and the stranger enters the stalls directly across and watches and the father and son soap up their naked bodies. Their dicks now fully hard, they buck against each other and begin leak precum on each other abs. The stranger jerks his hairy dick as the hot scene unfolds. They wash off the soap and then proceed to the steam room. The stranger follows close behind. Jason sits down legs spread wide and his large dick at full mast. The hairy stranger sits directly across jerking his hairy dick as Jake stands with his ass facing the stranger. “Bend over son!”, Jason commands. Jake does at he’s told and Jason wraps his hands around Jake’s muscles ass spreading his cheeks to expose his jock hole. “You want to fuck my son’s cunt?”, Jason asks the stranger as he inserts his index finger and middle finger into his son’s hole. “Fuck yeah!”, the stranger responds in a low baritone voice as he stokes his cock. Jake moans and Jason withdraws his fingers and bring them to his mouth and tastes them. “I can still taste the poz load I planted in him Last night”, Jason says with a devilish grin as he looks the stranger straight in this eye. “Holy fuck!” The hairy stranger exclaims, His dick completely electrified by Jason statement. “Fuck his poz hole!” Jason instructs. The stranger stands up and massages Jake’s muscle ass. He lines up his dick with Jake’s smooth hole and with only his silky precum and the steam from the room for lube his pushes in. “Fuuuccckk!”, Jakes screams. “Shut your hole you dirty faggot!” The stranger shouts and with the stranger pounds in rougher and harder. Jake struggles to take it all be before long the stranger’s dick is balls deep inside him. Jason stokes his dick as he watches the married man violently fuck his son. “Oh that poz hole feels so good wrapped tight around my fat hairy dick, fucking your dad’s poz load deeper inside you”, the stranger says as he pounds in and out of Jake. “Please breed me sir! I need to collect more loads to make my daddy proud”, Jake begs. “You really are a cum slut aren’t you?! Well, if you really want it, l’ll give it you!”, the married man states as he begins slamming it home. “Yes, I need your load sir, please.” Jake can barely utter as he is pounded out. “Fuck! I’m gonna bust!” The stranger exclaims the then begins to flood Jake’s hole with cum. The man pounds deep inside Jake. As Jason witnesses this, his own load builds and as the strangers sees this, barely able to recover from his own orgasm he withdraws his still hard cock, slaps Jake’s ass hard and states, “Time for you to take another one of daddy’s poz loads” With that, Jason gets up and slams his dick balls deep into Jake, bracing himself with his son’s muscular shoulder and pounding his toxic seed deep inside his son. Then suddenly, Jake screams, “Oh fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” as he shoot his poz load all over the steam room walls. The three men pant and struggle to catch their breath after the hot fuck session. “That was so fucking hot, nothing gets me off more than a poz cum slut like your son”, the stranger tells Jason , “I’ll definitely see you guys again here soon and with that he head out. Jake and Jason smile and exchange a kiss and relax on the steam room while savoring moment. As they do cum leaks from Jake’s ass onto the warm stone seat.

You should just take as many loads till you lose count. That for me is the ultimate cumdump goal

I don't believe a magic number makes one automatically ready or matured enough to make this decision. If one sets obvious abuse and grooming aside, people mature at different rates and this "one size fits all attitude stinks. Also the " there is no defense/ excuse / you should have known attitude is disgusting. at 14 years old, even with a baby face, I was turning tricks, hanging out in bars and being served and hanging out in ABS around men that if caught, would have been ruined. and the lion's share of the contact was initiated by me. I can't tell you how many cabbies firemen and store owners I had contact with in my grandmother's neighborhood in Queens when I was Jailbait. I'm not bragging. far from it. I was a boyscout with guys that were still thinking about "cooties" Sex wasn't on their radar yet. Government involvement is a necessary evil to protect kids from literal predators ( although in some places the laws are written to protect a certain class of predator) Still i feel if you need a license to drive or to marry. there should be a test/ license to consent to fuck. it drives me crazy that one can join the mitary for indoctrination In junior high school starting with Color Guard. One can join the military as early as 16, But while you're being taught to march and kill, one can't drive, vote, smoke, have an adult beverage or consent to having you junk slapped around by the person of your choice . its fucking wild.

I. Just turned 59 this year. I am told I look younger and have a nice body but I can’t help but still feel insecure when approached by younger sexy guys. I have a few I play with but am always questioning whether they would rather be with someone younger and hotter. Therefore, sometimes unless I know 110% that the guy likes what he sees I tend to shy away from some younger good looking guys. However, for me personally age is just a number. My first long term relationship when I was 24 was with a guy 20 years older than me. My third partner is 20 years younger. Although we no longer are together we remain friends. I have recently for about a year been single after an 8 year marriage to a guy and I am still newly navigating the scene at a later stage in my life. Have met some great guys but also some younger guys that have made me feel like dirt. they sometimes forget that they too will one day get older and karma can be a bitch. lol

7 by my Uncle. Older brother (15) started fucking me at 11.

Official goals have been set. 2023: 450 loads (I am 250 short currently). 2024 has multiple goals: 1500 loads in total, 1 session with at least 60 loads, 1 month with at least 300 loads. 2025 will have 1800/70/350 Goals are measured monthly, so I must meet the average to don't get a punishment....I really hope I will be able to meet these goals. Do you think I can make it? Master said that it has contacts with major parties too. I dunno honestly...about the hesitancy there never was, it was a huge fantasy for me, the smell of the cum leaking, the sloshing...I love it. The idea of being used....even more.

Took an anonymous load today. Waited ass up in a jock. Guy came over, started by fingering my hole, and then slid inside me. Started off slow, sliding in and out. He picked up the pace and really started fucking me. Felt amazing, could feel him hitting my prostate. Then he went it as deep as he could and bred me. Sure hope to get another load from him again soon.

Hello to everybody, as I was telling you some months ago, I developed the desire to be a cumdump, after moving to NYC. I have managed to find a Master who is training me into turning myself into a toy for tops, and this really makes me always crazy horny. I have found to be a very resilient power bottom also. I cannot describe you how much I love the smell, the feeling of that sloshing, and of that cock pumping a big loads inside of you. So far my loads count since February 2023 is 198 loads. Master wanted me to have a slow progression at the beginning to test and train me with smaller and controlled sessions. Now I'm officially ready and Master will create a yearly goal to keep improving myself. I wanna get used as much as possible I will never refuse a load. Master agreed to my request, to make this social, so he will set as goal the most common (values) suggested in this topic. So given the fact that I am at 198, we still have 3 months and that now I'll finally start to get used without any limitation; what do you think has to be the 2023 and 2024 goals for this 21yo cumdump?

You’re well hot buddy. If a younger guy/boy shows interest in you then go for it. You got no reason to by hesitant. Take the lead and bury your cock up his ass or in his mouth. Remember young men who like us older daddies tend to go for our experience in bed and leadership. They want to be taken in hand and shown a good time so next time a young lad hits you up - act like his daddy and give him a good fucking.

for me it is definitely the Tommy haine ones. All pre-prep era! Getting fucked by a daddy with a biohazard tattoo... and getting gangbanged at folsom by some of the filthiest bareback fucker at that time who just breed abs fuck hole after hole without any protection

I've found that guys with monster cocks have had to learn to be very skillful in using them 😉 I still remember the first 10 i encountered... I was quite young. I thought there was no chance it would fit, but he just said "don't worry about it" and five minutes later he had eased it in all the way and was soon pounding hard 🍆🔥🍑 cum to think of it, might have been my first bb fuck too ❤️

My well used cunt. All loads welcomed!!

I’m Brad and I run a gay sex club in a bunker. Little did I know I had an admirer in the flats across the road. It was revealed one Saturday afternoon as I was setting up when a message came through to the clubs public feed on social media saying “those Chads are so into themselves that they even use each other”. I was a bit confused by this and clicked onto his profile and found he had a blog. The first page I clicked on was titled “Man why do they always blueball me?” and read “I go chasing those girls, buy them drinks, chat to them all evening and then they just friendzone me and go home with the chiseled, muscle jock with the perfect arms and the toned abs”. What a loser! I looked at his article “what is a chad?” His post said “those perfect guys you see at the gym – great jawlines, perfect abs, biceps like mountains. And don’t get me started when their bulge shows through their sweatpants. Man, no wonder I don’t have a girlfriend when they can take them all”. I thought I could have some fun with this lad so replied, “oi, say that to my face, or my perfect arm if that’s all you can manage”. To my surprise I received a reply saying “yeh, mate, sorry I will”. I told him to ask for Brad at the entrance. That evening the desk lad, a twinky pup that draws the bears in, brought him into the club. He looked so scrawny next to all the bears and muscle jocks but would fit in well with the pups. We met in the bar area – the real action takes place downstairs but he wasn’t ready for that. I asked “how old are you and what’s your name?”. He told me it was Tom and he was 23. I said “so you’re here because you were disrespectful”. He said “yes, sorry – I shouldn’t have posted that on the clubs feed”. I told him to go on and he continued “sorry… sir?”. I replied “good boy, learning quick”. He hung his head. I went on “so you always end up leaving blueballed? How does that make you feel?”. He replied “sad sir”. I said “well looks like its gonna end up that way again tonight, I can’t reward you for bad behavior”. He laughed and said “I didn’t expect sex here, you’re all guys”. I said “strange, your blog talks a lot about perfect biceps and chiseled abs – just assumed. If you wanna learn what girls see in them you can kiss and hold mine”. Tom nervously approached and grasped one of my biceps in both his hands and then kissed it and then knelt down and kissed by abs while sliding a hand down his grey tracksuit bottoms. I decided it was time to move on. I asked if he wanted a tour of the club and he nodded. I showed him the pup play area, the sling where two burly men were playing and some benches, one with spanking and one with a bear breeding a twink. I asked him what he noticed and he answered “the men who fuck are the bigger men, bigger muscles and bigger cocks”. I laughed and said “aww is yours small”? He pulled his grey trackies down and said “yeh, this maggot is why I get blue balled”. I said “bet you still go home and wank”. He nodded sheepishly. I said “I’m gonna blue ball you with a purpose this time if you’ll let me – I’m gonna lock your shrimp away in this little cage and in a weeks time I’ll unlock it and we can see whether you’re still thinking about girls or whether its my alpha muscles and scent that your thinking about”.

One thing he might consider is getting Plan B from a pharmacy before the trip, and taking it.

when that married guy hit on me when i was 16 - i should have let him suck my dick and showed me what i really needed .. instead of waiting until 21!

Sick fucks is still on barebackbastards

Last night when to sauna, was rather quiet, on the way walking to the dark room I saw this tall hairy big bellied daddy, our eyes met and I went up to him. And immediately kneel down to start sucking his cock, he stop me, then took me to a room. There he asked, condom? Said no, he smiled, kissed me passionately, then whispered to my ear, I fuck hard and rough no pull out . I just responded, daddy, fuck me however you want. He suddenly push me to the bed on my back, lift my leg and start pushing his already hard cock, not the longest but extremely thick. Lucky I put some lube on the way to the dark room , but it was still quite painful to start and he just pounding into rhythm, one hand on my neck ,starting to chock me. He was using to hand now chocking I was trying to hold on to his hand too , I can feel I was about to pass out , he loosened up then slap me soo hard . My ear are ringing I was up , he was pounding me spitting on my face then he chocked me again and up his pace, I felt I was cumming, and I did came hands free being while he’s pounding and chocking. I was in heaven! He came not long after, deep inside. Omg, it was one of the best fuck I had this year. After he was back being gentle giant, kiss me passionately, thanka me for a being a good hole. I told him he can breed me anytime he wants, so we swap numbers. I didn’t really had the high fuck after that. Got two more loads from some random. Then went home. But hoping that daddy will call me soon:)

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.

Goal for u - post a story of when the ugliest troll top has seeded ur beautiful ass. Would love you to describe how u were not sure to let the ugly top come over and Cum inside u. Tell us how ugly he was. How nasty u felt! beaides this - thank you for posting the pics of your leaking boy pussy. I’m versatile and got 8”. I’d love to slide into to and feel ur hole wrapped around my curved cock. kisses 😘

I was 10 when I sucked my brothers cock he was 15. He came in my mouth.....when I was 16 and could drive I went to the local booths. Got sucked off daily for months. Loved to get naked in the booth and spanked. One night was at a local combo place booths and a movie theater. Stayed around till closing and got fucked by both the projectionist and the cashier. They were roommates. Invited me back to their place but I chickened out. Basically went several times a week for 2 years. I wish I had discovered bath houses back then......I jerk off imagining myself as a piece of fresh meat in a bath house. Later I wen to baths and loved sucking multiple guys off in public spaces

- After reading so many fucking hoT stories here, I decided I’d give it a try and see what you studs think. It starts off a little slow, as far as parTying goes, but trust me, I’ll get there as fast as a can. Enjoy! Part 1 – Who He Always Was During his first sexual encounter at the age of 18, Blake knew what he liked. Like a moth to the flame, Blake was drawn to aggressive, dominant fucking. His first fuck hinted at what lurked beneath. And while he didn’t completely let loose that first time around, he knew what he liked and he would make sure every fuck after that was tinged in that darkness he craved. Shortly after graduating high school he finally gathered the courage to explore the feelings he had pushed down for so long. He knew he was gay, and he knew from all the porn he had watched for years that he needed an ass to fuck. Growing up in a relatively small town didn’t allow for the sexual escapades his dick yearned for. Jacking his dick, night after night, he wished it was a tight hole that he could just use and abuse. As that summer got into full swing, Blake’s balls needed a release that his hands just couldn’t provide any more. While he had already been accepted into one of his top universities, he decided to visit Austin, TX that summer to give the campus a look, but more importantly, to find a willing hole to fuck. Even then, at 18, he knew his 8.5-inch uncut dick was something special. And the fact that it was attached to a 6’1”, athletic frame with a light dusting of black hair on his chest that gave way to an ever so slight treasure trail, only added to his appeal. But even being given the gift of physicality, his eyes were what drew every girl (and guy too) in his home town crazy. His dark eyes and hair greatly complimented his fair skin. His entire presence was something powerful, and combined with his smile and gaze, he could disarm most anyone; a talent that would come in handy as he grew into sexuality. As he drove to Austin, he began thinking about the porn he had watched that seemed to move to the forefront of his mind. His favorites where the amateur/home-made clips. Something about the unproduced, unrehearsed fuck sessions he saw drove him crazy, especially when the top was aggressive. As it turned out, the most aggressive and dominant tops who he admired most, the ones who spit on sluts they fucked, were the ones who fucked raw. His favorite clip was in some unknown apartment, with modest furnishings. A sling in the middle of the room had a Hispanic bottom restrained in the sling, blindfolded. The stud fucking him did so without mercy. The sounds of chains clanking, and the bottom moaning in pleasure were only drowned out by the top-stud saying, “Take my fucking dick, faggot!” Each thrust made the bottom moan, and the camera panned down to the raw dick sliding in and out of the bottom, and finally you hear the top yell, “Take my fucking cum, slut.” And he grabs the bottom’s shoulders and gets his dick as deep as he can while he loads up the bound bottom. “Fucking perfect,” were the only words that escaped Blake’s lips the first time he saw that clip as he shot volley after volley of cum all over his chest and chin. With his rock hard cock aching to shoot, he began to wonder what would be the easiest and fastest way to get an ass wrapped around his cock. He had done his fair share of flirting and sexting, both online and on Grindr, so he was no stranger to getting the ball rolling. He pulled into a parking lot attached to a fast-food chain with free wi-fi and logged on. Within about 5 minutes he had numerous bottoms looking for his attention. Many couldn’t host, so that limited his choices, but one host stuck out: Jason. 5’11”, brown hair, green eyes, slim build, 20 years old with a place all his own. He arrived 15 minutes later after confirming the details and was happy with his choice. Jason answered the door in just a pair of gym shorts that rode low enough to see that he was wearing a black jockstrap. His body looked tight, and Blake’s 18-year-old cock sprang to life. After the initial awkwardness of his first fuck, Blake found his calling as a true top stud. Over the course of the night, Blake filled Jason’s hole with 6 loads. But somewhere in the heat of the fucking, Blake found one hand on Jason’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly, waiting for protest, but none came. He took that as a green light and squeezed harder, and as he squeezed, Jason’s ass clenched around his raw dick. And just like that, he knew he was in control. He knew, from then on, he had the power to fuck and fill useless sluts however he wanted. He didn’t quite know what that all meant, but has he held Jason down and spit directly onto his face, he smirked. He slowly withdrew is cum-covered cock until just the head remained, and at that last moment he shoved it back in has hard as he could. Taking pleasure in the moans Jason was making, he regretted that it had taken so long to finally get his dick inside someone. *** Blake came back to reality. He often thought of his first fuck. It was the culmination of years of pent-up sexual energy let loose. And oh how he had grown over the last 5 years, he thought. Not only had he graduated from university and secured a job at a top public relations firm in Dallas, but also discovered the joys of tina-fueled fuck sessions. His parents passed away in a car accident shortly after his sophomore year in college and left him quite a bit of money. It was during his time of mourning that he discovered meth and hadn’t looked back since. He was smart enough to not let the drug control his life, because 1) Blake was always the one in charge and 2) He learned that the high was intensified when he was able to brake unsuspecting boys and men by not only getting them to smoke and slam, (Blake LOVED slamming virgin veins and getting it on cam) but to also take his raw cock for hours on end. Blake cleaned up his downtown apartment, got everything in order and in place: restraints on the bed posts, blindfold in the night stand, tina, pipe and points ready to go, cameras set up and various toys and lube on hand when needed. He jumped in the shower and said to himself, “What hole is going to get ruined tonight?”, as he stroked his growing cock. Some poor fucker had no idea what was in store for him.

At 6, by my 8 and 10 y/o neighbors. The two brothers were very verbal about how they were “raping” and “deflowering”. I loved if from the first day and we kept going every couple of days for three years, and once I realized this was supposed to be wrong I felt so guilty that I stopped seeing them. We did oral and anal and threesomes with both. I was always the bottom.

I'm not sure my previous reply was clear. My mom knew and her bf knew because of the cassette. The cassette was pretty long. They never said that I wasnt going to hang out with his son anymore but he stopped coming over and spending the night. The son was pretty knowledgeable about sex. He said because his teenage cousin fucked him but I later learned that his dad and dad's roommate used to top him. He only told me about the cousin.

Gender affirming hormone therapy — including testosterone — isn’t birth control. This means that trans men can get pregnant even if they’re on testosterone (T) and even if they don’t have their period. Pregnancy is possible as long as you have a uterus and ovaries, and are ovulating. It’s also possible to ovulate even if you don’t have a period. Some trans men’s ability to get pregnant might decrease after taking testosterone for a while. Taking testosterone regularly may eventually stop ovulation entirely. A trans man who wants to get pregnant can do so by temporarily not taking testosterone until pregnancy happens. Trans men can’t get pregnant if they’ve had surgery to remove their uterus and/or ovaries. The bottom line is: testosterone may impact your ability to get pregnant, but it’s not birth control. So if you don’t want to get pregnant, it’s important to use a reliable method of birth control. You can use any form of birth control when you’re taking testosterone. If you’re transitioning or have transitioned, don’t worry — birth control won’t interfere with your testosterone.

17 in an ABS.

I don’t know it it was the “filthiest” but I came across a TIM video featuring a very thin, young guy who wanted to be beaten and brutalized. In one scene he was being punched in the face while his abuser wore pink gloves. While he was being beaten I heard him say “ I want someone to kill me”. Now I haven’t seen this video available again on that site, unless I just couldn’t find it again. I never made it through the entire movie, I have to admit I was really upset over seeing that. in fairness to the video company at the beginning of the flick there is a warning stating “this video is not for everyone. That was an understatement. I just wish I could remember the name of the video just so people could avoid it.

No lube - only spit - 11 inches - Friday night until Monday Morning - Fucked Stupid - left open mouthed , drooling , glassy eyed , gaped and leaking 15 loads

Just left... He went black Friday shopping today and is going to the casino tonight, but said He was horny. Said he was thinking of jacking off, but decided to call me. Told Him i'm glad He didn't waste it, that He has a place to put it. i'm so fucking cum sloppy.

I can take second ring like a champ now. But agree, there's no comparison. Can feel it now.

Twice yesterday. First in the garage at Sawmill campground north of Tampa and later that evening on the trails at Sawmill. Being both an exhibitionist and a voyeur, public sex is a major turn on.

Cant leave a reaction for the day 🤬 Fringin hot as hell 🔥

I awoke the next morning to the sound of splashing water. I climbed out of the tent to find Peter skinny dipping right off our site. I decided ‘what the hell’, slipped out of my shorts and dove in. After our swim we had a nice breakfast, checked the map for our day’s adventure and set out in the quickly climbing heat of the day. About halfway across our first portage we came upon a couple of very hunky, friendly guys camping. Even though it was before 11 a.m. they offered us beer. Peter was quick to accept and told them I didn’t drink beer. This was true and I was too shy to speak up and say that in the extreme heat I would give one a try. As the three of them talked and bantered I just grew more and more anxious. I began to worry I was moving toward a panic attack and excused myself saying I needed to pee and that maybe I’d take a swim to cool off before returning. I had a nice little swim, and when I thought it would have been long enough for them to have downed their beers, I headed back to the camp site. From a distance I could see they were having sex. Peter was in the middle being spit roasted. I couldn’t stop myself from hiding in the bushes and watching. One hunky cub pounded his ass as the other fucked his mouth. There was no doubt he was an enthusiastic participant. “Fuck, I’m so close!”, called the guy in his ass. “Breed him man”, responded the other. Peter reached behind to pull the guy tight into his ass as the tops howl made it clear he was having the orgasm of his life. The sexy cubs quickly switched places. Peter was now sucking and cleaning the cock that had just exploded in his ass and the guy fucking him quickly and loudly orgasmed. I was so turned on watching my childhood friend take two loads up the ass that I lost my balance and fell into the bush betraying my presence. Peter came over to help me up and as if nothing was out of the ordinary, he scooped some cum from his ass and fed it too me. By now they were all laughing. By the empties strewn around they had each had more than one beer. Again, I was offered a beer which I eagerly accepted and guzzled to try and hide my embracement. They each had two or three more beer to my one and soon the two cubs were pissing into Peter’s mouth and ass. I couldn’t believe what I was watching and just how none pulsed the other three were with their nakedness and sexual exploits. They acted as if I wasn’t even there. In my semi-drunken state, I finally encourage a very drunk Peter that it was time for us to move on. We returned to our lake, and I paddled the canoe back to our campsite with a naked Peter sprawled in the bottom of the canoe. As Peter slept off his drunken stupor sprawled naked out on a rock, I contemplated what I had just witnessed and tried to be honest with my reaction as my therapist had encouraged. Truth was, I had been incredibly turned on and deeply jealous of the other three for being so sexually liberated. As Peter came to his first words were, “I want to fuck you. I want to fuck your ass so badly.” “Shit man. Honestly, I want you to fuck me to. But I’m so fuckin scared.” He motioned for me to move over to him, took me into his arms, and held me in a deep embrace. I began to cry, and the crying developed into sobs and for the longest time I just wept and wept. Peter just held me tight and kissed the tears from my face until I calmed down. “Peter, I do want you to fuck me, but I’m too fucking frightened. Fuck, it’s not about want, I need you to fuck me. I need you to show me what I need. Just take me for God’s sake, just take me with your big, beautiful cock.” He took my face in his hands and kissed me so gently. He kissed the tears from my eyes and cheeks. He looked deeply into my eyes and gently said, “I want to fuck you, I want to give you what you need. Get out of your shorts.” As I disrobed, he laid back and invited me to sit on his face. I did as instructed and his tongue penetrated my hole. I instinctively bent and took his hardening cock into my mouth. He rimmed, fucked and chewed on my hole as I gaged and slobbered on his man meet. Somehow, I knew when it was time to turn and lower myself toward his powerful manhood. With one hand he steadied and aimed his cock and with the other he guided my hips into place. I felt and savoured the mushroom head of his cock teasing my hole. I couldn't believe this was actually going to happen. He just kept looking into my eyes and encouraging me with a gentle affirming nod of his head. Not a word was spoken but his instruction was clear. The pressure grew on my hole as I lowered myself further. Just as I wondered how much more pressure would be needed his turgid tool breached my hole. His tip was inside me, and fuck, did it hurt. I threw my head back in pain and agony. I was ready to jump up and off him when I felt his strong hands firmly grip my waist and exert pressure to pull my body down onto him. I was resisting and he caught my eye once again. Modeling deep beathing he continued to steadily increase the downward pressure. He slid into me ½ inch by ½ inch and I felt like I was being torn apart. He held my gaze and mouthed the words, “I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you so much.” I had reached my pain limit, I broke eye contact and attempted to stand up and flee. His hips anticipated my move and beat me as he thrust up and impaled me with the full length of his rod. I thought I was going to faint the pain was so fierce. Again, I tried to pull away, but his strong grip held me fast. “Breath deep, just breath deep.” Unable to do anything else I followed his instruction and like magic the searing pain transformed into amazing pleasure, or better, a hurt that just hurt so fuckin good. My face began to relax, and he broke into a huge ‘I told you so’ smile. I lifted my ass a little and then sat right back down. It felt ok so I did it again, stroking the raw cock into my ass a bit further with each try. My pleasure just kept growing as did his ‘I fucking told you so’ grin. Then suddenly his look changed to animalistic lust, and I was instantly on my back with my ass gaping. The feeling so cool and empty. He quickly pulled up my legs and pinned them to my shoulders. With his cock head once again teasing my hole through gritted teeth he said, “Now … I’m going to fuck you; I’m going to take what I want.” And he plunged into me knocking every ounce of air out of my body. The onslaught was like being hit by a train, and it didn’t stop, and the longer it continued the more I realized I couldn’t tell the difference between pleasure and pain. I just wanted it to go on and on. I was soon awash in the sweat rolling off his body. He was licking sweat from my neck and then biting my neck. Fuck I realized, he’s giving me a hickey. Then fear set in, he’s become a vampire. That’s when a warm sensation began filling my gut, I could feel every spasm and his growl of ejaculation vibrated throughout my body. He panted like a wild animal and crushed me into the rock with his powerful anvil. I began to wonder if he would ever stop. And then his voice rasped triumphantly; “I just fucked you; I just took what I needed. … And I just fuckin … stole your virginity. … now it’s time … for you to thank me.” And like a jack rabbit in one hop his still ragging hard cock was down my throat. The taste of cum, sweat and ass juices was intoxicating. When I had thoroughly cleaned his cock, I thanked him and asked how soon ‘til he would be ready to ‘go again’. He mounted me immediately, and although I didn’t think it possible, he gave me an even more brutal fucking and quickly pumped what felt like an even bigger load deep into my gut. Throughout the rest of the day, we did nothing but fuck and breed each other, eat, swim and start all over again. I fell asleep that night having pumped three loads into my friend. His cock was in my ass marinating in the five loads he had pumped into me. To be continued

SOP in London is my local haunt. There are plenty of posts on here describing what goes on and what it's like. I think the big thing is how it is such a relaxed and attitude free place you can really enjoy. It's also very diverse in terms of the kinds of guys there and the gear being worn - from naked to full-rubber and hivis work gear. I've even seen someone wearing a fur coat there. Sundays with a bank holiday Monday afterwards are usually very busy, but often the best parties are the quieter ones when it's not overrun with tourists. I've also done lab a few times and my impression is that 80% of the guys aren't into piss and are just there for whatever. I've often felt that when lab put on specialist themes, it's always mostly the same guys just in a different colour jockstrap.

So you wanted more about Troy. I'll call this what's wrong with Troy. I know you pigs out there would like to think that Troy was over every night slamming me and breeding me. Sorry buddies but that was not the case. However, he was at my house all the time, we'd smoke and look for our separate fucks. He'd find his and take off and I'd do my thing. We became close enough that he had a key to my place. He needed it to bring his fuck toys to use in my guest room. I only had one rule, clean up your fucking mess. I have no idea what time it was, I was beat tired from a 16-hour shoot, up for at least 24. Passed out in my bed and sleeping like a baby, dreaming that someone was playing with my hole. It was definitely a hot sex dream. The touch was so real, the wetness of the thick finger pushing into me. Then there was a burning sensation, I knew it, the same as a booty bump. I remember thinking to myself, please don't wake up this dream is too hot. Then a push and oh fuck my hole was being opened and I hear, open up little cuz. Fucking Troy you're rapping me in my sleep. He pushed me down flat on my stomach as his cock goes balls deep. He tells me that little fuck got to spun so he dumped him. When he saw my ass his cock made a decision. He said and I quote "I'm high, horny, and need to cum. Just lay there and take it". Now let's think about this. This mother fucker came into my room, lubed my ass, and gave me a booty bump while I was asleep and you want me to just lay here? Hell no, now I'm horny from that bump he gave me. So I'm going to play his game and I say, stop or I'm going to tell my dad. He says, no one is home but us so take it. You know you want this cock, you always want it slut boy. Tell me you want it. I say I don't get off me. His trust gets harder, deeper. Tell me you want it. NO, get off. He kept telling me to tell him I wanted it, but I kept saying no, playing the game. He pulls out and flips me over, spreads my legs, and slams back into me, Tell me you want it. Ok, ok I want it. Now the two of us are at our high peak, the booty bump has taken full control over me and I want his cum. Were sweaty messy kissing, talking dirty about his thick 9 1/2 cut cock and my boy pussy. I remember him telling me to tell him to rape my pussy while mom and dad are gone. That I want him to get me pregnant. I tell him no I won't say that. That fires him up and he insists that I say it. NO! He becomes more forceful. My little 5'5 135 lb body is no match to his 6 foot 185 lbs. I'm being tossed around like jello. My hole starts to spasm, I lose it and start to beg Troy to bread me. Nothing is more important than cousin Troy's cum in me. Then he says it, Tell me to get you fucking pregnant. Get me fucking pregnant. Please Troy get pregnant. The next minute is haven as we both come down from the massive load he just pumped into me. We lay there and I ask him what the fucks wrong with you? He told me to shut up, I loved it.

There is an issue with this in that people have different rhythms, or rhythms without consistent patterns. The "bowel movement at the crack of dawn then you're good for the day" is a pretty common and convenient one. I don't think it's a majority, but it's probably a plurality so it also tends to come with a bit of an expectation if you do not share this rhythm. It's like you're body is playing the Star Spangled Banner or La Marseillaise at sunrise and mine is playing some free form jazz exploration and You're wondering what's wrong with me. I find it extremely variable how long cleaning takes. Maybe 30 minutes. Maybe 90. No way to predict. I didn't really start bottoming until my 40s so I'm not sure how much she related changes I am seeing. Typically my expectation is once clean I have 5 hours almost for sure, probably 8 -10 but you want to be checking after the first 5. About 2% of the time I have an issue before 5 hours, but it's almost always a stray that is quickly addressed with a rinse. Quite frequently I get 24 hours, but it's always a pleasant surprise rather than something to rely on. I was fortunate enough to experience this one recent Pride week when I spent two sessions at the Baths separated by about 9 hours. I was able to start the second session with the remnants of the 12 loads in my ass and add another 14 for my personal 24 hour record of 26 (plus 5 in my mouth). The one thing that I have noticed maybe due to age is its much more common to douche and shower and get ready to go out and then need to douche all over again. I'm talking 30 to 90 minutes after pumping 5 litres to 20 liters of water through my hole. It is in fact a real pain in the ass.

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

I did. I draw on the side too

Phone sex Matt was fingering himself and chatting on AOL with some guy from the suburbs. His city's m4m room was full again, so he had picked the suburban room and was now in a really hot cyber sex session with some guy. In the session, the guy was eating Matt's ass while Matt was bent over a couch in the guy's house. Matt was so turned on. He had three fingers in his ass and occasionally stroked his cock. It was hard to stroke, finger, and type. Matt was so turned on though. Noticing that Matt was slow to respond, the suburban guy asked if Matt was stroking. Matt quickly typed yes. The suburban guy asked if Matt wanted to chat on the phone. Matt hesitated. But his cock made the decision. Matt gave the guy his number, gabbed his phone, and laid on his bed. The phone rang and a gravelly voice asked for Matt. Matt said it was him. The guy proceeded to tell Matt he was going to keep eating his ass. In his apartment, Matt moaned and put a finger back in his ass. The guy said he was kissing Matt now. His cock pressed on Matt's ass. Matt said "yes, feels good. I feel your cock on my ass." The guy said, "Did you bring condoms?" Matt moaned that he'd forgot them. The guy said, "I shouldn't fuck you then. It wouldn't be safe." Matt says, "I'm soooooo horny to get fucked." The phone sex, suburban top says, "You are such a sexy twink. I am so turned on to fuck your ass. You knew you were going to get fucked. Why didn't you bring condoms?" Matt says he is stroking the man's cock and pointing the cock at his hole as he says, "I forgot them. Do you want to fuck me anyway?" The suburban top says, "Did you forget the condoms on purpose? Forget the condoms because you want me to fuck you bareback?" Matt says, "Yes. Fuck me bareback." The top and Matt proceed to fuck bareback in their phone sex session. The session ends with Matt begging the suburban guy to breed his ass. Matt cums all over himself. The top thanks Matt and hangs up. Matt returns to the computer ready to turn it off. He sees a chat box open from his college friend. His friend says it was great to have Matt visit, but he's concerned because he and his roommate know Matt got fucked bareback by Ricky. They heard Matt tell Ricky to cum in his ass and heard what Ricky said. They want Matt to get tested and stop fucking guys bareback. Matt is ashamed. His face is red. His body is warm and getting hotter. He types back that he is going to the clinic tomorrow. The Clinic Matt is at the clinic. This is always an ordeal. Matt hates this process. At least it is a saliva test now instead of a needle. But he is going to be a wreck for two weeks waiting for his results. He has been letting guys screw his bareback for months. He's been so afraid to get tested and go through this two weeks of agonizing waiting for the results. Matt thinks, "It's almost the year 2000 - a new century - and these results still take 2 weeks. UGHHHHH!" Matt's name is called. Matt and the counselor chat. Counselor is super hot. Latino, built in the chest and shoulders, thicker waist, but not fat, bubble ass in his khakis. Matt is staring a bit. The counselor asks why Matt is there. Matt feels his mouth dry, but says for an HIV test. The counselor asks if there is any reason for concern. Matt's chest tightens a bit. He has to tell this super hot guy that he let strangers cum in his ass. Matt feels hot. Matt is silent. The counselor says, "it's ok. please be honest. in this room, the other counselors and i have heard it all." Matt is almost ready to cry. Something is going to burst forth - either tears oor words or he's going to run as fast as his twink legs can carry him. Matt chooses the words. He vomits his story of Ricky and the guys from the EDM club (who no longer speak to him) and Alexander's best friend. As Matt is taking a breath, he feels his cheeks as wet too. He has been crying a bit. Letting it all out. As Matt is about to continue, the counselor stops him. He says, "Matt thank you for telling me. I know that was a lot." He then asks other questions -- to get the timeline, number of partners, drugs (are you sure? no good), alcohol, hiv status of partners (mostly unknown because Matt has not been asking), etc. The counselor leans closer to Matt, puts his hand on Matt's arm to comfort him, and then does the saliva test. It is all over says the counselor. The test will take two weeks. I want to see you in two weeks. I am not supposed to do this, but I will schedule you to come when I am here. We will look at your results together. Also, we are going to test you for other common STDs today using a blood test with the nurse. Those results will come in sooner. I, a nurse, or a doctor will call you with those results. The nurse takes the blood and then leads Matt to a bathroom asks his to pee in a cup and also says wet your face honey, it's pretty obvious that you cried today. Matt does it all, leaves the cum with his name on it as instructed, and leaves. The Call After the clinic, Matt signs online to tell his friend that he went to the clinic and got tested for everything. His friends are happy for him and encouraging. He'll be fine. He's got to take care of himself. Condoms save lives, etc. Condoms for a bottom are essential, etc. Then the guys applaud Matt for going to the clinic again. Matt's phone rings. He hears the gravelly voice of the suburban guy who cyber fucked him yesterday. The guy apologizes for calling without asking first. Matt is stunned and annoyed. He tells the man that it isn't ok to just call like this. The man says, I'm sorry, but the session yesterday was so hot that I wanted to........ Matt says, "fuck me again?" as his cock gets harder. The guy says yes. Matt opens his jeans, takes them off, and grabs his cock and strokes it. Matt says, "Do you want to roleplay?" The guy says yes if i can fuck you again. Matt says "yes you definitely can. Matt says, we are two guys who see each other in the HIV testing clinic and we go fuck right after our tests." The guy on the other end of the phone growls low and says, "you are a dirty fucking slut twink, aren't you? Going to take me bareback again even though we just got tested?" "Yes, bareback my ass." Matt says. The guys proceed to phone fuck for 10 minutes and Matt ends the fuck begging the suburban guy to breed his unprotected ass. The both cum all over themselves. The SAFESEXONLY TOP Matt is online a couple days later. He is chatting in his city's m4m room when a window pops up from "SAFESEXONLYTOP". The guy says he likes Matt's profile stats, says he likes twinks. Matt looks at the guys stats, he is a hot Latino, works out, and has 8" uncut. Matt is all about this dude - except the condoms only are a bit of a turnoff. But, the guy is hot. Matt is going to be good now. The guy and Matt swap pics. This dude looks like he could be related to the HIV clinic counselor. Matt thinks, but this dude is not in as good shape as the counselor - little more belly fat. Arms, shoulders, biceps are all great. Matt sends the guy his ass pics. The guy says, "that is a hot ass. want me to fuck it?" Matt agrees and strokes his cock. Matt is about to start a cyber sex session with the guy, figuring that is where this is going, but the guy asks where Matt lives. Matt gives the neighborhood. The guy lives a couple miles away - maybe 20 minutes on the bus, 10 if the bus is coming when Matt gets outside. Matt agrees to go to the guy's house, says he needs some time to prepare to get 8" inside him. The guy says good, they swap phone numbers, Matt gets the address, twenty minutes later Matt is clean inside and out, types that he is leaving his place, goes outside and the bus is a block away. Matt arrives and the Latino guy buzzes Matt in. He is only wearing a tank top and mesh shorts. Matt is still in all his jacket, hat and whatever. Matt is looking around as he is taking off his coat, gloves, hat, scarf, boots, socks, jeans, tee to be in just his tight white briefs. Matt sees a large studio apartment. Bedroom area on the far wall, kitchen area near the front door, and a workout area with a weight bench and barbell, dumbbells, etc. The top is looking at Matt. Matt lowers his briefs, gets on his knees, takes out the uncut cock and starts giving the top a blow job. He feels the cock grow in his mouth. The top is moaning. Matt feels the thick cock pushing at his throat as it gets bigger. Matt knows this cock is going to feel amazing inside him. He's going to love this top's cock stretching his hole in a few minutes. Matt is dragged over to the bed by the top. The top lays down and starts a 69 with Matt, first sucking him while Matt is sucking the now hard 8" thick uncut cock in his face. Matt feels the top start to finger him, then eat his ass. Matt is slobbering and struggling a bit with the top's cock. It is too thick for Matt's throat. Matt loves this cock. He is ready to sit on it. The top has three fingers in Matt's hole now and he is alternating the finger fucking with a tongue fucking. Matt is moaning as he sucks on the top's cock. Matt pulls off the cock and says, "Please fuck my ass." The top smiles and grabs a condom and lube. He hands Matt the lube and says "Get your ass ready." Matt leans back on the bed, spreading his legs and watching the top stroke his cock, Matt opens the lube and puts some on his fingers, and fingers it into his hole while the top watches. The top is so turned on watching Matt. Matt sees the top open the condom packet - its one of the free ones from a club Matt goes to sometimes (they have the bar's name on them). Matt fingers himself with more lube as the top struggles to get the condom on his thick cock. Matt lubes his cock too. Stroking and keeping his legs wide so the top can still see his hole. Matt hands the top the lube. The top uses lube and roughly strokes his cock to get it back rock hard. Matt fingers himself again because he knows it is turning this top on. Matt goes to the edge of the bed, flips over and puts his ass right in front of the top, looks back, smiles and says, "Fuck me." The top lines up his cock and pushes inside. Matt's eyes bulge as the thick, covered cock, jams an inch or two in his ass. It's THIIIICCKKKK. Matt winces and grunts. He says, "Fuck you are big." The top asks if he should stop. Matt says, "Just give me a few to adjust to your big cock. I want it." Matt breathes heavily in and out and relaxes his ass. The top feels Matt relax some and pushes his covered cock in more. Matt feels the uncomfortable rubber in him and hates it, but he wants this cock on his prostate. He wants to know what this cock will feel like when it pounds at his prostate. Matt relaxes his ass more and in another minute or so the cock is now in Matt fully and the tops balls are on Matt's ass. Matt is feeling this 8" thick cock inside him. He likes how full he feels. The top begins to fuck Matt. Matt feels the rubber some as the cock is fucking him, but he is pushing that thought and feeling away as this cock touches his prostate. The top is really getting into a good rhythm now. Matt is moaning and stroking his cock as the top pounds his ass. The top is grabbing Matt's hips, pulling almost all the way out and jamming all the way back in causing Matt groans and moans to escape from Matt's throat. Matt is enjoying the fuck. The top slips out of Matt on one of his thrusts. On the struggle to get back inside - lube slippery, etc.; Matt says, "Want to fuck me on the weight bench?" The top says, "Fuck yeah." They get to the weight bench and the top bends Matt over it. Matt has one knee on the bench, another foot on the floor, hands on the barbell, and his showing his hole to the top. The top is rock hard and says, "You are a sexy fuck." The top pushes into Matt. They fuck like this for at least 10 minutes. Both guys are sweaty. Matt is loving the fuck. The top is loving the fuck. He is buried deep in Matt's ass. Matt is moaning. He feels so good. The cock feels so good. "Want me to ride you?" Matt asks. The top says fuck yeah. Matt lets the top lie down on the bench. Matt faces away from the top and let's the top guide his cock into Matt's well fucked hole. Matt moans as the top slides inside. Matt starts riding. It feels so good. The top and Matt are moaning. Matt is kinda loud now. It feels so good inside him. Matt says, "What're you doing to my ass? You feel so good in me. It's amazing." The top says, "The condom broke dude. It feels amazing for me too." Matt says, "Oh no." but he keeps riding the top. The top says, "You feel so good." Matt says, "So do you. Your cock feels amazing." From the top's vision point, Matt is riding him, both feet on the floor, Matt's ass riding up and down on the bare cock with the condom only covering the base. The top says, "We should stop right?" Matt groans softly, slowing his fucking on the top's large cock. Matt says, "Do you have another condom?" The top says, "No that is why I used this one from the club." Matt looks back at the top and starts riding him again. "Please keep fucking me," Matt moans. The top says, "You know I'm in you bareback right? The condom is all at the base of my cock. You are fucking yourself on totally bare cock." Almost breathlessly, Matt says, "Am I really?" Matt loves how it feels inside him. Matt says, "This feels so good." Matt keeps sliding the now bare cock up and down in his hole. The top, totally turned on says, "Yeah. Do you like my cock fucking you raw?" Matt says, almost in a whisper, "Yes fuck me raw." The top says, "What did you say slut?" Matt says louder, "Fuck me raw." The top gets them up, pulls out of Matt, rips the broken condom off his cock, pushes Matt against the wall and pushes his cock back inside Matt. He fucks Matt hard up against the wall. Matt is babbling, moaning, loving this fuck. The cock is slamming his prostate. The top kisses Matt as he is fucking him. He says, "I'm close. Do you want my load?" Matt says, "Do it man. Cum in my ass." The top licks Matt's neck, takes a few more strokes, bites down lightly on Matt's shoulder and explodes inside Matt's unprotected ass. Matt's groans and screams as he shoots his load on the wall. Matt and the top get dressed, exchange numbers, the top mumbles something about how hot it was that Matt took his load and that he'd never fucked bareback before, and Matt is out the door, on the bus and home 30 minutes later. Matt tries to hit up the top's profile later that night to say he had fun, but the profile no longer exists. Matt is confused. Later that night as Matt is in the middle of another cyber sex session letting another dude fuck him raw, a screen pops up from "LTN8x5TOP" and it is the top from earlier. He says, "You're a great fuck. So glad you let me fuck you raw. U seemed to love it raw." Matt responds, "I do. It felt so good raw." LTN8x5TOP says, "You're not the only one. I told my cousin about you. He says bottom twinks are easy to get to give it up raw. Sometimes all a top needs to do it ask for it raw. So I changed my screen name." Matt responds, "ROFLMAO" and actually he is laughing. LTN8x5TOP says, "So.......Want to come back over and get fucked raw by my cousin and I tomorrow?" Matt says, "Yes." Matt went the next day and spent 4 hours getting fucked raw by the cousins. The two tops loved fucking the slutty twink who kept begging them to breed him. They even got Matt to take a DP for a few minutes although he couldn't do it too long. Matt took 6 loads off them. Matt loved it. Matt imaged that the cousin was the safe sex counselor as he took his loads. It was so hot.

last Monday evening on heath. strapped to tree and flogged. ff and tied ito a slung up hammock and took every load going. went back a couple of days later and an art fair was going on. no chance

Part XIII After finishing fucking me the two guys got up, thanked me and left the tent. I laid there too exhausted to move and fully satiated as I had ever been in my life. As I rested my mind was still in total turmoil, wondering what the hell I thought I was doing? I still could not, even after 3 days of being fucked silly, figure out why I was doing it. Why was I, never having had a gay thought in my life, all of a sudden just letting these guys fuck me and fill me full of their POZ cum like I was. I have a wife and had never even thought about cheating on her and now I was probably on my way to becoming, what? A poz cum dump or what? I just craved more and more for some reason. It felt so wonderful while it was happening but after, I was just in shock about it. I was laying there trying to figure out what the hell I needed to do now, when my bud came back in. He was followed by about 5 others and all had raging hardons. He just walked up to the table grabbed my ankles, climbed on the table, lifted my legs up and pile drove his cock into me without a word. In about 15 minutes he told me he was cumming again and then as he got up the others took me, also, one after another, with the final two grabbing me and both ramming their cocks in my now wide open hole at the same time and DPing me till they had cum also. I couldn't seem to stop and wanted more and more and soon more guys entered. By the time they were done I probably had two dozen loads in my hole at least. I finally sat up and could feel the cum running out of my sloppy, open hole. I put my hand down there and scooped some up and could see streaks of pin in it, so I knew I was torn up some, and I didn't seem to care and lapped it off of my fingers hungrily.

Part IX I drive home in complete panic mode and totally confused by what had happened to me. My ass is still leaking loads of cum and I know my pants are getting soaked through. For some reason, though, I love the feeling. My ass is completely torn up and leaking poz cum like crazy and all I can do is shiver in the knowledge of how good it felt. This is completely crazy to me though and I can't figure it out or make a coherent thought other than ripples of pleasure every time I hit a bump in the road. Lucky for me, this is my wife's girls night out time, so she is already gone and won't be home till late. I pull into the drive and get out of my car and almost back up into the house so no neighbors will see the huge wet spot now forming on the rear of my pants. I can't get in the door fast enough to suit me. Then I basically ran to the bathroom and stripped off my clothes and sat on the toilet to let more cum flow out of me. Damn, it feels like gallons. I then jump in the shower to clean up. As I soap my ass, though, I find my hole is still so open, my fingers slide in easily and I almost cum from the feeling of my own fingers going into me. By the time I am done washing my cock is harder than hell and I find myself beating it as fast and hard as I can. In just a few minutes of this, plus my thinking of what had happened, my cock nearly exploded a bucket of cum all over the shower walls. I clean up some more and get out to towel off and get ready for bed. I know it will be another night of restlessness and little sleep though as I try to figure out what I was doing.

Part 2 I dropped my fifth load inside Chase’s well used ass as the sun peered through the curtains of the hotel room I could see in Chase’s eyes he was ready for a break. I suggested that we jump in the shower to refresh ourselves. While we were in the shower I told Chase more about my business. His eyes lit up as I told him how much money I typically make in a week. I told him that I wanted him to come back to the city with me. The expression on his face was one of conflict, he knew that he could use the money, but he didn’t want to leave his boys. After the shower we drank a ton of water and ate a couple bananas each when I told him to go over to the bed as I finished getting things ready for us to start back up again. When he reached the bed I let him know that there was a (well packed) pipe waiting for him if he wanted to smoke some more of the stuff we used last night. The eagerness of his grabbing the pipe and lighting up (with my instructions) told me he like Miss. Tina. Looking in the mirror I could see him blowing some impressive clouds. When I joined him at the bed I told him to lie back as I placed a strap on his upper arm. Chase didn’t question anything I was doing (not even the ‘red’ tinge to the barrel of the point) as I wiped his arm with alcohol. I simply told him that if he really liked the stuff I gave him last night along with what he was smoking, he would love what I was about to give him. I found a nice vein and slipped the needle in, registering an additional red to the barrel before I slowly pushed the plunger down. As I was injecting the drugs into my friend I let him know a little bit of what to expect as the point was emptied. I placed some tissue on the injection site, raised me friend’s arm as I released the strap. Chase coughed out hard as he rode his first rush. I joined Chase on the bed as I rubbed his chest letting him know everything was going to be just fine. I then began to administer my own slam. Once I joined Chase’s level (well not quite, I did about half of was I gave my buddy) I pulled his head to me throbbing cock. He eagerly swallowed me to the root as I pulled his body around so I could eat his hungry ass. His moans drove me wild as I was eager to fuck my friend. There was going to be something different during this fuck session. It was time to let Chase know his fate and seal the deal of his moving to the city with me. I crammed a pillow under Chase’s ass as I lined up my cock with his formerly neg ass. I slid in slowly while I stared directly into my friend’s eyes. As I bottomed out balls deep I asked him how my poz cock felt inside him. I don’t think his drug hazed brain registered what I said as I began to slowly pull out before slamming back in. After a few strokes I then commented that I could still feel my dirty, poz cum deep inside him, that after I was finished his poz ass was going to belong to me. I kept this talk up and slowly saw the wheels turning when he finally got what I was telling him. I cannot describe the expression that told me he knew his fate was sealed. Chase placed his hands on the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I knew at that moment Chase made up his mind to go back with me to the city. I kept Chase high until Sunday morning with additional slams as I started to explain more of the business and how he was the star of my latest live production. I showed him where several of the hidden cameras were in the room and the estimate that this weekend’s live sex show probably netted me $10,000-$15,000, which half was his. Chase took another half dozen loads from me before we ended the show, had something to eat and slept until early Monday morning when we left for the city.

Part 3 Luke continued to question what he was doing at Steve’s. While rational thought told him his time with Steve was one bad decision after another, he also found Steve so fucking hot and irresistible – his huge arms, his massive legs, his dark tan skin, so Luke quite willingly followed Steve through the apartment to the bedroom and then into the bathroom. Steve pointed to the big gang-like shower and instructed Luke to get in. As steam began to fill the room, his daddy-god Steve entered the shower too. It was the first time Luke saw Steve without any clothing on, and Luke was instantly obsessed with all he saw. As he took it in, Luke asked “What’s with the bandage?" pointing below Steve’s belly button to the dressing protecting his new ink. “New tattoo. You’ll see it soon enough, and will probably want one of your own.” Steve said as he pulled Luke close for a kiss – their first. They stood in the hot shower spray, Steve’s dick getting hard again as it brushed against Luke’s throbbing cock. Even not knowing what was under the bandage, Luke knew Steve was right, that he’d want that same tattoo as well some day. He wanted to be marked as Steve’s. They kissed sensually in the shower for a while, their bare cocks bobbing erectly below. Turning to the cold marble tile wall, Luke leaned into the stone and spread his legs wide, presenting his ass to Steve to fuck. Steve approached, planting his feet just outside of Luke's, and lined his massive dick head up with Luke's hole. Steve’s prick entered Luke’s cunt with less agony this time: the water and Steve’s pre-cum reduced friction, and Luke's hole was still wrecked from their last fuck session. Steve worked his dick all the way into Luke’s velvety sex chute and knew this boy was becoming his in so many ways. As the shower fuck continued, precum dripped down the cold wall against which Luke’s erection pressed. “I love knowing your inside me” Luke said. He meant it – he loved being a bottom and all that such meant. “I like being in you. Raw. Knowing you’re taking all of me. My dick. My load. My DNA. Everything I am is in you.” This embodied what sex meant to Luke. Perhaps not really grasping all of the consequences of what this meant in this moment, Luke’s boner sprung with excitement and a glob of precum –- to the point of Luke wondering if in fact he came a little -- smeared on the wall against his dick’s head. “Fuuck yes. Make me yours. My ass is yours. My body is yours.” Steve pulled completely out, and then pushed his dick balls deep into Luke. Luke whimpered. Then Steve picked up the pace in pumping his dick in and out of Luke’s hole. Steve’s dick was throbbing and rock hard inside his new fuck toy, and indeed, after a couple of minutes of pounding, Steve announced “I’m gonna cum.” His thrusts became more intense. He pushed all the way into Luke again and screamed “I’m fucking cumming in you, slut.” Another of Steve’s toxic loads shot deep into Luke’s wrecked ass. Luke tensed his ass around the massive dick inside him and also shot a huge load against the wall of the shower, exclaiming “Fuck, that was amazing,” as he twisted around to kiss his inseminator. As their spent dicks again brushed against one another, Luke felt fulfilled and transformed – feelings that were, perhaps unbeknownst to him, both figurative and literal.

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Chapter 5 of the Sire Chronicles: I am Made in Deacon’s Image “You are going to be very very sick for a while, sicker then you can imagine,” Deacon continued as he poured some dark liquid into a glass from a pitcher on the table. “Here drink this, it will help you relax for what is to come.” Deacons voice then boomed through my head again as I began to fade into unconsciousness, “I AM YOUR SIRE, I AM YOUR AIDS LORD AND PRINCE DU SANG, YOU ARE NOW MY COVENANT AS MADE THROUGH BLOOD AND SACRIFICE.” Deacon was right, I was sicker than I had ever been, but what ever he kept giving me to drink made me pretty out of it so I remember only bits and pieces of the next several days while I careened in and out of darkness and fevered desperation as his infection tore through me. I thought I heard Dr Mike’s voice at one point and know I felt him touch me, but then Deacon’s voice boomed, “NO,” and when I managed to find the strength to open my eyes Dr Mike was not there. Or had I imagined him? My eyes slowed opened, flitted, a shadow crossed my face, I went back out – slowly my body awoke, my mind still lagged behind. I was laying on the right side of Deacon’s large bed and as my eyes finally focused flashes of memory began to replay in my mind. I saw my first fuck with Deacon and just the thought made my dick instantly hard and ass throb, then blackness - how I started to feel sick and hot, being so sick, clearly remembering Deacon on me and fucking me with wild abandon and growling while I was puking my guts out and trying to beg him to stop, but he didn’t – more blackness. Fleeting images of someone standing over me, voices all muffled, someone making me drink, all so fuzzy – more blackness. Deacon, over and over, his voice garbled, his eyes so close to mine, him ripping my ass, my screaming – blackness - a needle in my arm, was that an IV? Who was that man? Blackness – I feel so hot, trying to get up, huge hands pushing me down and Deacon mounting me again, and again, and again – blackness. Deacon’s voice constantly playing in my mind, ‘“I AM YOUR SIRE, I AM YOUR AIDS LORD AND PRINCE DU SANG, YOU ARE NOW MY COVENANT AS MADE THROUGH BLOOD AND SACRIFICE.” The crush of images slowed, my brain caught up to the present and in this moment I felt, felt, hell I felt great! I still felt a little hot, but felt strong, not tired, my ass did not hurt at all – what was going on? I slowly pulled the covers back and tossed them to my side. I was naked and as I looked down I noted something new – I had been marked on the outside too – I now had a shiny metal silver ring piercing my foreskin. When did that happen? I had also been given two new tattoos, on the inside of each arm, running part way up were a series of letters and symbols, words I could not understand. The skin around the ink was still red, so they were very new, and as I looked at each the letters and symbols seemed to move and shift, like Deacon’s had and then they settled back. I must still be sick or maybe from being out so long. I eased myself into a sitting position and swung my legs over the bed. No dizziness, nothing. Wow. I stood up, all good. I could not hear any noise as the door to the bedroom was closed. I slowly walked into the adjoining bathroom and was surprised when I looked in the mirror. I looked healthy. Someone had given me a real short hair cut – damn how long was I out? I actually thought I looked better than I had in a long time, how could that be? I took a long piss, wiped the stray drops off my leg – bad angle from looking around and walked back out. I looked around for some clothes and did not see anything and did not feel right about opening the closets or large armoire. This was his room, so I gently turned the handle to the door, opened it a crack and peeked out thinking I would go back to my room. I had only gone two steps when Deacon’s strong voice startled me as he said, “Good morning. I see you are up.” I turned to my left and saw Deacon walking down the hallway. The hallway, like everything else in his suite was extra large, but so was Deacon and he still seemed to fill the entire space. He took my breath away as he walked towards me. His skin glistened of sweat, he now had a full beard, but still a bald shaved head, and I could smell his musk even from a good 15 feet away. I was instantly drawn to his gigantic dick swinging as he walked and with each step it seemed to grow. I also caught a hint of silver and realized he had three large metal cock rings around the base of his shaft. DAMN! That was hot and my mouth began to water and ass began to get wet. I was frozen in place, not out of fear, but lust and hunger and need as every cell in my body reacted to him and I suddenly felt so hot. Deacon stopped in front of me, his dick only inches from my body and I instinctively reached out, touched it, and it jumped in response. I exhaled a huge breath and slowly slid my hand and up and down his shaft, feeling the pulse of his infected blood engorge his dick. I then bent and began licking his dick, inhaling his smell, tasting his salt and sweat, worshipping his dick. Deacon lifted me back up, looked in my eyes and said, “Come.” I reluctantly let go of his dick, stepped to the side and let him pass, and then followed Deacon into the bedroom. Deacon lay in the middle of the bed and motioned for me to join him. I scrambled up on the bed, still mesmerized, and my need growing in urgency. Once I was kneeling beside him, Deacon placed his big right hand on my right thigh and softly said, “My toxic gift to you has taken. I cannot say how pleased I am. You are the first, the first to take it and survive, the first to be my true genesis.” I didn’t know what I should say, or what he wanted to hear, so spoke from my heart and just said, “Thank you Sir. I am honored to be yours in every way.” Deacon smiled and replied, “You will serve me now, travel with me, live with me, and you will please me. You no longer exist to the outside world. You have no family beyond me and those I choose to share you with. You have no friends, and you will live only to obey me.” I shivered as his words began to sink in. So Dr Mike was not coming for me after all. Neither was Charles or Roger or anyone else. They had left me, but right then I knew I wanted to serve only Deacon and suddenly it felt like a great weight had been lifted from shoulders. The veins on Deacon’s now raging hard dick were throbbing as he continued, “You will be well taken care of in all ways and will want for nothing, as you can see, I live very well – but for every gift there is a price – and for the gift I have given you – that price is feeding me when I need it, feeding me with your pain and agony.” Deacon’s strong hands grabbed me and pulled me onto his chest and roughly spread my legs across his torso so I was laying on top of him, my ass raised and waiting. I began to shake as his voice went deeper and louder, the evil tone thick and heavy as his hands dug into the flesh of my hips and he pushed my ass back against his dripping dick. My ass was tight but wet from need and hunger, yet it still felt like a fist trying to punch through my hole as Deacon growled, “NOW SUBMIT and BLEED for YOUR LORD AND MASTER – SACRIFICE YOURSELF AS I RIP YOU OPEN, FEEL ME INSIDE YOU!!!!” Deacon’s hands pulled my cheeks apart and pushed me back to meet the head of his dick and my screams of agony from the white hot pain were drowned out by the roar of ecstasy from Deacon as his massive dick punched through my ass ring. My body knew Deacon, welcomed him, joined with him, and I was united with him in my pain. Deacon’s big arms wrapped around my body as he held me close to his chest and pummeled my ass. He continued to talk as he fucked, “As your SIRE we will explore sex in all of its ecstatic glory and taboo, wickedness and wonder. I need you used, - yes open your hole for me – let me feed off your pain. Every day, I will leave you exhausted and beyond used, all limits shattered, soaked in my cum, blood, spit, piss, suffer in my service.” I was nothing under Deacon’s power and totally gave in as he split me open and rode my gaping hole. His black raw dick was so amazing, and I felt hot again like the first time, but this was not quite the same and seemed to heighten the intensity of the fuck. Deacon had amazing stamina and fucked me for a long time. While he enjoyed and fed off my pain, my body began to respond and after a while I was trying to push back on his dick, to meet every thrust as I wanted him to go still deeper. Deacon felt me pushing and in one swift movement stopped fucking, swung his whole body around, and stood up still holding me impaled on his dick. I hung onto him tight as the initial jolt of him standing drove his dick even deeper into my abused hole and I cried out, making him fuck even harder. Deacon did not stop fucking and angled his body slightly forward so that with every thrust up my ass bounced against his hips and the tops of his tree trunk thighs. He continued to bounce me up and down on his dick and worked to shift his angle and knew he was going deeper when my cries intensified. I was now able to look up into his face, directly into his eyes of the darkest black and deepest evil. The tattoos all over his body were dancing and shifting again, signaling the death force he was preparing to share. I cried out again as he scraped my gut walls and Deacon’s voice boomed, hurting my ears and shaking the walls as he shot a load deep up into my ass, “YES, YES, FEEL ME BREED YOU WITH MY INFECTED CUM!! My ass was dripping blood, and ass juice, and his fresh cum. It burned deep when he shot, but again, my body welcomed it, needed it, and my insides felt even hotter. Deacon bounced me up and down working his toxic cum deep in my bowels. After a while, Deacon stopped, and with me still spit roasted on his dick, he walked into his dressing room. This room was off to the left between the bedroom and bathroom and was a large area with three floor to ceiling mirrored walls, where the two side walls were angled, giving one a 180 degree view of yourself. Deacon stood in the center of the mirrored room and began to fuck my sloppy ass again, bouncing me up and down on his dick, trying to force himself even further up inside of me as I hung onto him with all my strength. I glanced to my left and then my right seeing our reflections upon reflections and the site of Deacon fucking me in image up image was glorious!! His muscles rippled, his body glistened, his tats danced, and my body sung in ecstasy with every bareback inch of his dick that was thrust into me. Wait, what was that? I craned my neck further and could see the large biohazard tat on my back. The colors were so much more intense, that tat looked like it had more depth, and like Deacon’s seemed to shift, move, almost like it was alive. I was lost in thought until Deacon suddenly lifted me up and off of his dick making me yelp as his dick pulled my guts with it. I found my footing as Deacon bent me over facing the mirror on the left. I placed my palms flat and watched in wonder as Deacon lined up his dick and then drove it back up my ass. I began to beg and scream, “BREED ME, PLEASE BREED ME, I AM YOUR COVENANT, PLEASE FUCK ME, BURN ME WITH YOU AIDS CUM!!” Deacon bellowed, growled, dug his hands into my flesh and slam fucked me harder than I could have imagined I could take. But I took it all and wanted more and even as my legs shook and my arms felt week, and I did not want him to stop. Within seconds my body began to tense and without quite realizing what was happening my own dick started spewing thick streams of cum like a hose that had just been unkinked. Stream after stream shot out and hit the mirror, sliding down and creating trails of glistening cum making my ass clench tighter with each orgasmic spasm. I knew Deacon was close when his dick grew, gripping my guts even tighter as he started pulling out and slamming in, pulling out and slamming in and I was soon rewarded with the burning force of his cum searing my guts once more. HIS CUM WAS WHAT I NEEDED, WHAT I CRAVED! Deacon yanked his dick out quickly, making me cry out once again. He pulled me after him back to the bed, picked me and laid me on the right side, then walked around and climbed in. I lay on my side as Deacon got up behind me, slid his dick back up my cum filled ass and held me like he had the first time, with his right arm under my neck so I could rest my head on his big forearm, and his left arm over my chest, pulling me close to him as his still hard dick filled my ass – right where it belonged. I cannot explain how it felt to lay like that. The heat of him inside of me, the heat from his cum, the heat of his body against mine. While I knew he could be brutal and fed off my terror and pain, I also knew he would always protect me and guide me. I had so much I wanted to say, so many questions I wanted to ask, but as I opened my mouth to speak Deacon covered my mouth with his left hand and said, “Shhh, not now. You and I will speak of everything tomorrow.” Deacon continued, “Today, today I will fuck you in ways you have never imagined. You will bleed for me more than you can believe possible, and you will feel me in ways you can not yet understand. To start though, feel my piss fill your guts and you better hold it all in.” All I could do was mumble into his hand, “PLEASE FUCK ME,” as he continued to fill me with his piss and I continued to hunger for his dick and infected cum. He was my SIRE, I was his COVENENT, I was MADE NOW IN HIS IMAGE as his infection had burned through my veins and forever changed my body and soul. Deacon fucked me for hours, and every minute he was inside me I hungered for more as he fed my ass load after load of cum and then piss. The battle that brewed within me between the pain and the ecstasy was something I had never experienced so intently. Every searing pain was met with ecstasy and I became lost in my need to please and serve Deacon even as my bloody and bruised body cried out for a break. Evening descended and I was laying on my back with my ass raised up under several pillows, my arms up and hands hanging onto the back of Deacon’s head as his giant body shadowed over me, his eyes boring into mine, and his mammoth dick plowing me deep. Every stroke pushed his infected cum deeper into me, and whatever slid out he would reach down, scoop up with his fingers, and feed me. His cum was literally thick and chunky like cottage cheese and he seemed to be able to produce and endless supply. The taste – at first – was like rotten meat and just as it had in my ass, swirling his cum in my mouth felt like I was being burned. Again I begged him to fuck me harder and deeper and Deacon made my teeth clang together as he beast fucked my guts, giving me his AIDs cum over and over. I went to sleep that night with Deacon’s dick still in my ass after he had filled me again with his piss. His dick had expanded and knotted out, lodging itself deep, ensuring that nothing leaked out as we slept. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 6 – DEACON'S GIFTS and I MEET MY NEW GUARDS

Chapter 4 of Dr Mike – The Sire Chronicles: Deacon, The Prince du Sang Reveals My Future Deacon tossed me onto it like a sack of potatoes. My teeth jarred and I shook my head to get my bearings as I felt Deacon grab both ankles and pull me back to the edge. He flipped me onto my back, leaned down over me so all I could see were his black, eternal eyes, as Deacon growled, “You are my blood sacrifice. Now you will give me what I NEED YOU AIDS WHORE!!!!” The bed Deacon had thrown me on was really high off the ground, and at the perfect level for his dick to have a straight shot into any hole he wanted. Deacon pulled my ass towards him so it was hanging off the bed a little. He then forced his mammoth uncut dick of destruction through my tender and used hole as he held my legs wide apart with one hand around each calf, prying inch after inch of his still hardening dick into me as my body bucked and flopped like a fish on dry land trying to get back to water. Deacon slammed his dick in and fucked without mercy, making me bleed more as he gave me my first taste of his truly merciless raw dick. Then the pain started, and I screamed and cried from a mix of frustration, confusion, and pain as Deacon ripped me open. What had happened to that loving and passionate man? The pain I had felt before was nothing compared to this. What had Dr Mike done? Why didn’t he stop this? And Charles, Charles lied to me, I was not ready for this, how could I be. How could it hurt so bad after I had just got done riding his dick? Unbelievably Deacon’s dick got even bigger once it was inside me this time. It swelled, grew, and pushed out after each inch entered me, literally impaling me. How could that be? No one’s dick grew that much. My screams of terror and agony filled the room, and Deacon began to chant, “Yes, YES, SCREAM FOR ME!! Oh that pleases me. To hear my victims scream. YES YES. Oh please me!!” Deacon’s voice continued to fill the room and my head, getting louder and louder, “I have waited, and waited, and waited, and relished over and over in my mind how wondrous this moment would be when I would be inside of you and the moment in which I would give you pain beyond imagining. BE MY VICTIM, INFUSE ME WITH POWER WITH YOUR PAIN!!” He was like no other man as I would come to learn and I swear when he was tearing me up that first time that his face and body changed into….I don’t know, something, someone, just not him, or was there more than one man, or were they all him? He was a sadist for sure and the more I screamed, the more he enjoyed it. For his part, Deacon would tell me later that he was always surprised that his victim’s ass twitched, convulsed, and massaged his dick and pulled him in deeper no matter how much the flesh beneath him was screaming in terror – yet he didn’t stopped. His voice was filled with power and resonance as much as his dick was, “BE MY AIDS VICTIM, BE MY VESSEL, SERVE ME AS THE SACRIFICE I NEED. YOUR BLOOD WILL SERVE ME!!” Deacon continued to fuck me hard and long and it was hard to focus on anything as I was violated and used like I had never been before. This man had amazing stamina and I lost all track and sense of time. Deacon talked as he fucked and when next I focused I heard him say, “And you will be amazed when I cum inside you. I know you love to take a man’s hot load, but you have never experienced anything like it is when I cum. I can cum more than you can imagine or believe, and for a very long time as my semen is filled with so much, so so much to infect and breed you, oh yes, I WILL INFECT YOU! CAN YOU FEEL MY INFECTION? IT HAS ALREADY STARTED, MY BLOOD, MY PRECUM, MY BODY, HAVE ALL BEGUN TO INFECT YOU.” I could feel it. It was like being in another world that was on a time delay. I felt the pain of him slamming into me in my body, but then it was like 10 seconds later that my mind registered it. What the fuck? It was like being high, what was he doing to me? And the heat. Was it so hot in the room, or was it just me? While the pain was still unbelievable, the slut pig in me that wanted to feel it more took over as I started to holler, “HARDER PLEASE, FUCK ME HARDER, MAKE ME BLEED, INFECT – OH GOD PLEASE – PLEASE INFECT ME!!!” Deacon needed no encouragement, opening my hole wide, making it loose, sloppy, and wet for his raw dick. He had grabbed my forearms tight, pulling them back in an X over my head, with his arms pressed to each side of my head, giving him leverage as he began pulling me forward onto his dick, and giving me contact burns as his big hands clamped down and pressed tight, scraping my skin. I stared in awe and wonder as the muscles all over his body rippled and his tats continued to dance as Deacon pounded my ass. I looked at his arms and was entranced seeing his muscles flex and twist and snake as he power fucked me. The tattoos that covered his arms continued to shift, the letters of the words appeared to change, the other designs seemed to move, celebrating the twisted infection dance that was taking place. To make sure I bled well for him, several times he pulled all the way out and angled his dick as he slammed back in making me dizzy from the pain. Unbelievably I suddenly realized I was taking him balls deep as his huge nut sac started slapping against my upturned ass. I wanted more and started to say over and over, louder and louder, “Breed me in pain and blood, make me the COVENANT, sacrifice me to the COVENANT, INFECT ME FOR THE COVENANT!!” The room began to shake, I felt a flash of heat and a roaring in my head built to a crescendo as Deacon’s dick swelled inside of me and he prepared my guts to take him. I cried out as Deacon’s hands squeezed my arms harder as he pulled me into his rampaging dick and I thought he was going to break my arms. Deacon was growling, howling, and while his ecstasy built, he too screamed, our voices joining in unison as his body and mine became one as he began to shake, every muscle in his body ready to release the pent up venom and toxins it had prepared for me. “FEEL MY DEATH IN YOU – TAKE ME BOY – SERVE ME – BE MY AIDS WHORE!!!!” Deacon screamed so loud my ears hurt and I started to feel his dick writhe and expand even more in my shredded hole as he unloaded his toxic gift. His cum came in *******s and seared by insides, making me cry out from the unexpected new level of pain. Why did it burn so much? Deacon slammed me harder and deeper, on and on as he continued to cum in my ass and I could hear how wet sloshing he was making my hole, and could feel his cum and my ass juice start to run out of my hole in waves each time he pulled back. “BLEED FOR ME NOW, BLEED FOR ME AND FEEL ME INFECT YOU – YES – YES – FEEL ME TEAR YOUR GUTS APART – FEED ME WITH YOUR PAIN, FEED ME WITH YOUR TERROR – FEED ME WITH YOUR BLOOD!!” Deacon cried louder and louder. Again, the time delay affect played through my head as my body was lost in the pain, I heard terror filled screams, and then my mind registered it was me, but no, that could not be, this was the most amazing fuck of my life! I tried to beg him to please don’t stop, I wanted him deeper, I wanted his cum so bad, I wanted more. Deacon continued to fill me with cum and again I had no sense of time, but it felt and seemed like he cummed for several minutes. Even after I was convinced he must be done cumming and the searing burning in my guts had settled to a light boil, he kept fucking. I just lay there, trying to focus on how amazing it was to feel this man split me wide open. To feel the heat of his dick so deep inside of me, to be such a part of someone else, or I guess, them being a part of me. I stared at this amazing man as he fucked with abandon, and noticed that at some point he had released my arms, but I had grabbed at his and saw that I had dug long, bloody, red gouges down his forearms as I clawed to hang onto him. Finally, Deacon began to slow, his raw dick still gouging my insides, but the strokes were slower, more purposeful, focused on scraping every inch of my insides raw to create the perfect bloody welcoming mat for his infected gift. My body started to feel hotter and hotter like I was lying above an open flame. Deacon’s voice cut through my muddled thoughts and said, “Yes, oh YES, you are feeling it, feel my infection spread in you. As a Prince du Sang I have waited so long for the right ass, the right vessel who can serve me and whose body would accept my infection as none before were able to last beyond even the initial exposure to me. Dr Mike assured me you would, and so far you have exceeded all expectations, so we shall see. If you do, you will continue to please me. I will use you and just as you are mine, I am yours, bonded in blood and AIDs and infections beyond believing. You will serve me in many ways, sexually and otherwise and I will also have you fuck and be fucked by many other guys as the COVENANT requires that the infection be spread.” I was to be his? Was this more than just an extreme fuck? The heat continued to rise in my body, my vision blurred, my thoughts became fuzzier, and Deacon’s fucking slowed, then stopped, and I barely realized when he pulled his still hard, dripping dick out of my ass. He flipped me onto my stomach and I got a mouth full of bed spread as Deacon spread my cheeks and sated his hunger on copious amounts of ass juice, blood, and his cum my ass served up. I was feeling really dizzy when Deacon turned me back over, pulled me upright to the edge of the bed and said, “Taste your ass, lick my dick, taste my infection, taste the tang of your blood, taste how wet your ass became. No, no longer an ass, a pussy. A true an real pussy as my dick has relished in destroying every shred of resistance in every inch of your guts. A true pussy slut – aahhh, so good!” Deacon was smiling as he reached into a drawer of the large table by the bed and pulled out a glass jar similar to the one Dr Mike has used when he rubbed the stuff on my hole each night we had been in Chicago. Deacon saw the recognition in my face and said, “Yes, you know what this is, well I should say sort of what this is. What Dr Mike used on you was a ‘lighter’ version shall we say. For times when you and I have been together I will use something a little stronger because I want your hole to tighten right up all brand new so I can savor destroying it all over again and making it my pussy once more.” Even though I was feeling like hell and so hot with a rampaging fever, and my entire body throbbed from the fucking I just took, I could not help but smile as I wanted Deacon again and again and mumbled, “Thank you Deacon.” “You are going to be very very sick for a while, sicker then you can imagine,” Deacon continued as he poured some dark liquid into a glass from a pitcher on the table. “Here drink this, it will help you relax for what is to come. While I could hurt you beyond repair I need you to serve me – and those that I choose. Do not get me wrong though as I have no qualms ripping you wide open and watching you bleed like a stuck pig all over me, which you will do often as I savor your pain. You are my sacrifice and even during your sickest moments I will be using you, and you will feel the terror as I brutally fuck you bloody to infect you again and again” Deacons voice boomed through my head again as I began to fade into unconsciousness from the drink he had just given me, “I AM YOUR SIRE, I AM YOUR AIDS LORD AND PRINCE DU SANG, YOU ARE NOW MY COVENANT AS MADE THROUGH BLOOD AND SACRIFICE.” Stay tuned for Chapter 5 of the Sire Chronicles: I am Made in Deacon’s Image and My New Soldier Guards

As long as the guy can get it up, there is no such thing as too old!