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Real close up of my sloppy hole

A mid-life crisis can be a funny thing to watch happen, but it isn’t so amusing when you’re caught up at the pointy end of it. That was my lot in life. Three days before my 40th birthday, my partner of twelve years tells me he doesn’t love me anymore, and has been fucking the neighbours’ 19 year old son since I started going back to the office after the worst of the pandemic was over. Talk about a gut punch. Anyway, I did what you have to do in that situation, and started re-building my dumpster fire of a life from scratch. The house went on the market and sold pretty quickly, and while Alan took his share of the money off with his twink to a rented flat in Hackney, I opted to move down to the river in the East End where I bought a small but perfectly fine new-build apartment. The shredding of our mutual friendship network eventually settled down, and life went on. I was not, however, at all interested in getting back out there to find a new Mr Right. The betrayal had cut me deep, and I intended to enjoy myself for a while before deciding what was next. I had kept myself in excellent shape, managing so far to avoid the onset of any hint of a dad bod, and I threw myself into an even more rigorous regimen in the gym and running by the Thames so that I would maintain some appeal to the men on the apps, in the clubs and wherever I was out hunting for some cock. I had never been much of a top. Although I’m reasonably hung and am perfectly capable of giving someone a good pounding, I’m wired up to want to be the one on all fours getting filled. I think I’m pretty good at it actually, although being back on the market had re-opened my eyes to how the same cannot be said of all the guys who call themselves tops. As much as he was a lying, cheating little shit, Alan had been a very competent fucker and had kept me satisfied for over a decade. It was rather deflating to think that I had not been able to do the same for him. The first few hookups had involved condoms, but after so long not using them while I was with Alan, I found it to be yet another disappointment in the sex department. Having a few too many vodkas one night and ending up being barebacked in the club toilets pretty much brought my brief return to safe sex to an end, and while nursing a hangover the next day I resolved to get myself on PrEP. But you know what it’s like when you have a to-do list that includes a dozen tasks relating to a place you’ve just moved into… There was something else nagging at me. During the lull in my sex life right after being dumped, I had descended into a bit of a reliance on porn as a means of escape. Once I did start to hook up with men again, I was nearly always left feeling a bit flat because what I had really wanted was to experience what I imagined the bottoms in my favourite scenes had been. I had assumed that would pass as I got more used to putting myself out there, but if anything the problem got worse. A solution presented itself one day when I was hit up by a guy online who was looking for a hookup, either solo or with his partner. He said they were both versatile, but happy to be exclusively tops if that’s what I was looking for in a session. Nothing particularly unusual there, but what got my interest was the suggestion that rather than either one of us hosting, I could come to a warehouse they owned where they played sometimes. Given both he and his partner were black and muscled, I realised that the opportunity was there to recreate one of my all-time favourite scenes where Marco Paris is blindfolded and taken raw by Kam Run and Chase Coxxx in some kind of industrial setting. I decided to bite the bullet and let him know that this was something I’d be into, and he just replied with the smile and thumbs-up emojis. Sure enough, a couple of days later on a Friday afternoon he messaged me again to suggest meeting that night, and gave me the address of the warehouse. He let me know how to get in before they arrived, so that I could truly live out the scene and not see either of them. Fuck, this was actually going to happen. I hurriedly cancelled my evening plans and found a way to get out of work early, and then made my way home to get showered and douched. I decided to open myself up a bit with a dildo, and then inserted some more lube and a plug to keep my hole ready for them. I then set out in an Uber to the address they had given me, and once there I found my way in the darkness around the side of the building where there was indeed a locked-looking door that was actually able to be pushed open. Inside things looked a bit different to the scene, with dusty boxes everywhere and various other things under tarps, but the industrial feel of it still got me going. Over in the corner I could see a mattress on the floor with a black sheet on it, and was also pleased to see a heater nearby given it was bit chilly. I made my way over there and then stripped out of my clothes and removed the plug, tossing them all to the side. I then pulled the roll of duct tape out of my jacket pocket, tore off a decent length of it, and carefully looped it round my head to recreate the blindfold Marco Paris had worn in the scene. I then set back and waited. After only a few minutes, I heard the door open and the guys entering. I stayed in position while I listened to them undressing, and then felt a hand on my head immediately before a cock touched my lips. I opened wide and it slid in, tasting divine but also feeling both thick and long. I felt the presence of someone to the other side of me, so reached up with my hand until I made contact with a thigh which I then followed up to another, thinner penis. I gently grasped that cock began to wank it as I sucked on the other one. I then switched so I could taste the second one, using my other hand to begin wanking the slicked-up first one that I had just been swallowing. I then went back and forth between the two. Eventually the second guy pulled his cock away from me, and I felt him running his hand down my back to my arse. I shuffled my position to enable me to get onto all fours, still sucking on the first guy while I made my rear end more accessible to the second. As soon as I had done, he began to push a finger into me, followed by a second. It was so hot that I barely reacted when I felt him curve his fingers inside me a bit, but I jolted when his nails made contact with my inner walls. It was kind of a turn on though, despite the scratchy burn, and I just pushed my arse out more towards him as he continued to do that. He then withdrew, and I felt him shifting position behind me and the tip of his cock starting to press against my hole. I instinctively pushed back while relaxing my hole, and he steadily slid the entire length inside me. I moaned around the cock in my mouth, and continued to do so as the guy behind me started to slide back and forth. His hands gripped my buttocks, and he got into a steady rhythm. It felt fucking amazing, particularly as my mind was flooded with images of the porn scene we were recreating. Finally, some sex that properly got me going. I was spit-roasted for a good long time, before the man behind me showed the unmistakable signs of reaching a climax. Sure enough, he took one final plunge into me and then held in place, yelling as he unloaded into me. I did my best to shout “breed me” around the cock in my mouth, so utterly turned on by what was happening that I never gave a moment’s thought to the fact that their status was not on the app profile and we had never discussed it. Once my fucker had calmed down and finished spurting, he pulled out and they swapped positions. In the porn scene it had become a twosome at this point, but in this real life encounter I found the cummy cock that had just been up my arse being pushed into my mouth. As I hungrily wrapped my lips around it, the other guy was pushing his finger into me and once again I felt it curl up a bit followed my more scratching of my innards. I moaned around the cock, at this time noticing for the first time that there was a metallic taste to it. However, before I could give that any thought, the finger inside of me was pulled out and immediately replaced by the thick cock I had been loving in my mouth just a few minutes before. I moaned even louder as I was stretched open, and almost could not believe how far up inside me it went before I felt the guy’s body and pubes press against me. He then immediately began to pound me, rocking me forward and back on the cock in my mouth. This was heaven. This second fuck was a bit more frenetic than the first, and I was almost seeing stars in the blackness the blindfold had created. I lurched back and forth, only getting a respite when my fucker slowed a little while his partner turned around and, I’m guessing, got on all fours in front of me. My face made contact with his buttcheeks, and as I took the hint and started to reach out with my tongue for his hole, the pace of the fucking re-intensified. I gave my first fucker the best rimjob I could while enduring such a shafting. All good things come to an end, and my fucker eventually went over the edge and blew his load in me. I encouraged him on by yelling obscenities into the hole of the first guy, feeling the dick in me flex and spurt. When his orgasm had subsided he slid out of me, at the same time as his partner pulled forward away from my face. I slumped down on my front with my legs splayed, panting from the exertion of taking such a hard fuck. I then felt a finger pushing into me, and this time was not surprised when there was a bit of scratching. This was clearly their thing. The finger was removed, and I was about to reach up and see about removing the blindfold. However, a body climbed on the mattress behind me, and I knew which one of them it was as I felt the thinner of the two cocks poking at my hole. I relaxed and it slid inside in one go, before he began to pump himself up and down. This time his partner didn’t join in, perhaps needing a while to recover after cumming in me, so I just lay there pushing my arse back at the invading cock while moaning and groaning in pleasure. In time, a third load was added to my hole, and of course a finger went back inside me once the cock was removed. I lay there wondering what was next, before I felt myself being gently pulled up by my armpits. I took the hint and got myself stood up, before being walked off the mattress and over the concrete floor a few steps. It was pretty disorientating, but I kind of liked how vulnerable I had made myself to these two guys. He indicated for me to stop, and then told me to bend forward. I did so slowly until I felt my arms make contact with something that felt like a barrel, at which point I used them to support myself while I adjusted my legs to get them open and my arse out. No sooner had I done that than the thick cock was pushing back into me, setting up yet another hard pounding. I clung onto the barrel for dear life as he fucked my brains out for a second time, my head this time filling with some hazy images of a similar scene in the same porn flick as the scene I had come to recreate. I loved that these guys had done their homework. He lasted quite a bit longer this time, and I loved every minute of it. His cock was huge, and was hitting spots in me that no-one ever had reached before. I just gave in and allowed myself to moan, groan and yell my way through it, making sure he knew how fucking good it was. I could have stayed there for hours, but he once again got to a climax and I was filled with my fourth load of the night. I slumped over the barrel when he pulled out of me, feeling the cum run down my balls as my gaping hole emptied. “You want more?” one of them asked me. “Yes” I panted, now totally lost to the fucklust. “Cool” he replied, “but we need to rest for a bit. Why don’t you come sit down over here until we’re ready to fuck you again.” I wearily stood up straight and cautiously turned around, before feeling a hand on my arm encouraging me to walk in a certain direction. My toes touched the mattress, and I stood up onto it before sitting down. I then heard the sound of a lighter firing up a couple of times, followed by the smell of smoke. “You want a cigarette?” the other guy asked. “Yes please” I said, despite having quit in my late twenties when I met Alan, a non-smoker. One was slid into my lips and lit, and then I took a deep inhale. The rush was intense, but I also loved it. I exhaled, then shuffled myself forward a bit until I felt like there was enough mattress behind me to lie down on my back. Reaching out occasionally to tap off ash on the concrete floor, I happily lay there and smoked my first cigarette in over a decade while my arse throbbed in a mix of pain and pleasure. A short while later a second cigarette was popped into my lips and lit, followed immediately by my legs being lifted into the air and onto a set of shoulders. A finger was pushed into my hole, and this time I winced as it scratched me a bit before being removed. The thinner cock was then pushing into me, and soon enough I was being fucked for a fifth time while I puffed on the cigarette between my lips. Oh yes, this was going to be a thing I did more often from now on. When I had finished that cigarette and the stub end of it had been taken out of my hand, the cock in me was removed and my legs lowered. I didn’t think he had blown in me, so I assumed a change in position was happening. I was right, as I was pulled up and eventually put into a kneeling position with my legs open. They encouraged me to raise up a bit as one of them slid under me, and then I was lowered to take in the thinner cock that had just been fucking me. I propelled myself up and down a few times on the erect penis, and then a hand on my back pushed me forwards. I knew what was coming, and gritted my teeth and did my best to push out as the thicker cock pressed at my hole and then began to slide inside. It seemed to take forever and I could not help but yell out repeatedly, but eventually both of them were inside me side-by-side. They let me get used to it for a moment, with a bottle of poppers presented at my nose that I gratefully huffed on, and then the movement started. The guy behind me did most of the work, vigorously pushing in and out of me in a way that caused me to also move up and down his partner’s cock too. I felt fuller than I ever have in my life, and who knows what sort of noises were coming out of my mouth while I took my first ever double-fuck. With the blindfold on and the intensity of the sex, I almost seemed to drift out of my body, imagining from any number of porn films I had jerked off to what this must look like. It all got too much for me, and I involuntarily and hands-free reached orgasm, presumably covering the guy lying on the mattress with my cum. They didn’t let up though, and I was starting to think I was going to cum again when they both finally went over the edge together and filled my innards. After remaining in a panting heap for a bit, they gradually disentangled us and I slumped over on my back beside the other guy. A cigarette went between my lips again, and in a semi-conscious state I lay there and smoked all of it. “I think we’re fucked out mate” said one of them a bit breathlessly, after we had rested for a while. “But I reckon you’re not yet.” “Never” I replied. “Need more.” “Thought so” he laughed. “Well, you just lie there while we see what we can do.” I had no idea what that meant, but was too fucked-out to care. I just lay there while they did whatever they were doing, presumably sending messages on their phones or something, only stirring at one point to ask if they had any water. A bottle was put into my hand that I took a few sips from, before I decided to turn over onto my front. While doing so my hand made contact with a packet of cigarettes that had a lighter inside, and with a bit of trial and error I managed to get one lit despite not being able to see a damn thing. Eventually one of the guys re-joined me on the mattress, and I felt the now familiar poking of a finger into my hole. I opened my legs wide to give full access, and just lay there as he wiggled and occasionally scratched around inside me. It’s obvious now what was happening, but in my haze I just passed it off as a kink or something. To be honest, my hole had become so insatiable that I was just pleased to have something inside it. It turns out that they weren’t completely fucked out, as the guy with the thinner cock pushed back inside me eventually and slowly humped me while I lay prone on the mattress. It was pretty gentle and lacking in energy, so I knew it was probably more about keeping me going than him needing to cum again. He kept at it for a while, and then I heard the door to the warehouse opening and the shuffle and clomp of more guys coming in. There were definitely at least two of them, maybe more, and from the sounds of it they were all soon undressed. My fucker withdrew, and then unknown hands pulled me up onto all fours. Something was pushed into me that felt very unfamiliar, but I now know was probably a toothbrush or something. I winced and yelped a bit as it was thrust around inside me, before it was unceremoniously pulled out and replaced with a cock. Only this also felt unfamiliar in a way, as there was something else there that I concluded must be a Prince Albert. Man did it feel weird at first, but once its wearer began thrusting in and out the sensations on my prostate were incredible! My moans and groans were soon stifled by a cock going into my mouth, which also had a really thick gauge PA on it. Swirling that giant piece of metal around in my mouth was yet another new sensation, but soon I had to contend with it going down my throat which really tested me on the gag reflex. The guy seemed unconcerned though, and thrust himself forward towards me so that I pretty much had no choice but to choke and moan around his pierced dick while the other one sped up his epic pounding at the other end. They swapped places after a while, and then again a while after that… I actually lost track of who was in each end given how similar their cocks and piercings were, but I suppose that as I couldn’t actually see either of them it didn’t really matter. Eventually the one in my arse blew his load in me with a roar, after which the other one took over and very quickly spilled his seed in me too. After he pulled out I collapsed onto my front, but was very quickly turned over and my legs parted to allow another man to push into me and start a rapid fucking that very quickly resulted in yet another breeding. As soon as he withdrew, hands grasped round my wrists and ankles and I was hoisted into the air, Being unable to see I did not know where I was going until I was briefly lifted even higher and dumped into what I knew must be a sling. I guess the metallic bangs and clangs I had been vaguely aware of during the spit-roast must have been related to this being got out or set up. Anyway, my arms and legs remained held in the air as the men worked to put some kind of leather cuffs on them, and when they let go I was properly held in position. It was at this point that I felt some tugging at the duct tape, followed by the cold of a blade or some scissors at the side of my head. Then, with no warning or care whatsoever, the whole thing was ripped off in one painful go, causing me to yelp out in agony. I blinked at the influx of light into my eyes, and then I blearily looked around me at the five black men standing in front of me. One of them looked familiar enough that he was presumably the one whose profile I had linked with on the app, and he was standing so close to another that I presumed that must be the partner. They were both lean and muscled. The other three were a different deal altogether, being tall and built like breeding bulls, all sporting huge gold chains with scorpion pendants. That was my first clue, but my eyes finally adjusting properly gave me my second. The breeding bulls were adorned with huge biohazard tattoos on their impressive pecs, and I then noticed smaller ones on the other two guys on their flat stomachs. I could not remember if one had been visible on the app profile photo or not, but either way, the scratching of my hole now all made sense. “Fuck” I said, to no-one in particular. “That’s what we’re here to do” said one of the bulls, before he stepped up and jammed his pierced cock into my hole. I yelped as I helplessly hung there, now knowing that the cock in me was toxic, the loads I had in me were all toxic, and this was nowhere near over. “You know you want it” said the profile guy, watching me being mercilessly pounded. “We could just tell that you wanted it.” And I did. In that moment, all I needed was for these guys to continue to use me until they were spent. Yes, the porn scene set-up had been a massive turn on, but as the PA ravaged my innards I had something of an epiphany. This is what I had been missing. This is what I needed. It’s like this toxic cock was finally bringing me into the light, where I could see the person I truly was inside. All those years of identifying as a bottom, when in fact I was so much more than that. I was, and would continue to now be, a truly unadulterated cumdump. “Yes” I wheezed out. “I need it.” The guy fucking me let out a demonic laugh, and then upped his pace even more until he growled and blew his load. One of the other bulls stepped up and ploughed in. When he had blown, the third followed. Then the first again. So it went on, with me dissolving into a profanity-filled fuckhaze, screaming at them to breed and poz me. Despite the number of times they blew, the bulls only seemed to get more energetic and eventually all three of them were fucking constantly. The partner guys now joining me as bottoms, bending over from each side of me so they could make out with each other, share sucking duties on my cock or puff on cigarettes (which they shared with me) while they were ploughed. The first signs of daylight appearing at the windows up by the roof of the warehouse seemed to take the energy out of the room, and after each of them blew one more load into my hole, they uncuffed my wrists and let me down from the sling. I was very shaky on my legs and had to lie down on the mattress for a bit, before eventually using a rag that one of them threw my way to wipe some of the cum off my balls and legs. I inserted the plug I had worn at the start of the evening, noting that it only just stayed in now, and then got myself dressed. By then they were all ready, and the bulls surprised me by each shaking my hand as they muttered a goodbye and left the building. The partner guys then offered to drive me home, putting a different rag on the back seat for me to sit on for the ride so I wouldn’t mess up their car, something I noted they also did on their own seats. “Make sure you let us know how it goes” said the profile guy, as his partner shut off the engine outside my building. “We can always have another go.” “Whenever you want” I said, smiling at him. “Might see if there’s any other scenes I’d like to do.” “I don’t think what we did tonight is in any porn I know of” his partner laughed. “Then we’ll just have to make our own” I replied, smirking. They both laughed, and then gave me a warm smile as I got out of the car. I watched them drive off, and then headed into my building and up to my apartment, grateful that I had not had any neighbours in the lift with me. I resisted the urge to collapse into bed straight away, taking the time to have a shower and clean myself up, but soon enough was passed out. When I woke a few hours later, I could only think of one thing. Normally it would have been coffee, but today it was porn. I grabbed my phone and got a few of my favourite sites up on different browser windows, clicking into my Favourites on each so I could look over the scenes that tickled me the most. However, my focus was on the interracial scenes, and I soon found what I was after. Joseph Ox being used by four hung muscled black guys, including Kept Secret. Man, the loads I had blown to that one. I booted up the app, and messaged profile guy asking for a way to contact the bulls and also sending him a link to the video. He replied a short while later with multiple ROFL emojis, but also providing me a name and number. I hurriedly got in touch with whichever one of the bulls it was, and then hauled myself out of bed. I dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, and then headed out the door to get a caffeine hit but also pick up some cigarettes. Fuck Alan and his rules. Today was going to be the first day of the rest of my life. And so it is, that really just a few hours after the most epic night of my life, I’m naked on a bed in my apartment waiting for the bulls to arrive. They’ve found a fourth somewhere so that the porn scene recreation can be vaguely accurate, and I know I will enjoy that immensely before they inevitably throw the ‘script’ out the window and focus on getting me pozzed. Profile guy and his partner are so intrigued that they’re coming over to watch, and maybe join in. They’ve hinted at possibly bringing some other people round later too. All the supplies we could need are laid out, and I’ve got things started by giving myself a bit of a brushing. This one is going to be epic…

As Jason stumbled towards the group of lockers in front of him he looked around the room to note some benches in the middle of the room and walls lined with old busted up lockers. The foyer outside had looked ok but inside this place seemed to tell a different story. His arse was still burning from being inspected by the big black bouncer and was slowly starting to itch. What he didnt know was that the large chunk of meth shoved deep into his guts was slowly dissolving warming through his system and making his virgin tight hole hungry. Jason slumped down onto the bench in the middle of the room and put his face in his hands trying to figure out what was going on. It was only an hour ago that he was dancing with his bird in a club and now here he was without his clothes in some random sauna having just been abused by the door staff. Wait had he been abused? None of this seemed to make sense and the more time he tried to figure stuff out the more blurred it was becoming. He snapped out of it and looked up through bleary eyes to the older gentleman in front of him. “I said are you ok there little lad? You're looking a little lost” The older man proffered out his hand and Jason took it and shook it. The hand was cold and clammy, but it had a tight skeletal grip as his eyes followed the slender purple veined and pot-marked arm up into the face of an guy who looked at least to be in his early 60s staring down with lust. Jason tried to form some words in his mouth but was feeling more and more spun out from the combination of alcohol and meth. “Sorry mate, yeah, erm, yeah I'm just trying to get my head together” “Not a problem son, lets get you sorted and get you into the steam room and help soften you up eh” said the older man as he sank down onto his bony knees and began untying Jason's trainers. He lifted each foot up and took off each shoe and then standing took Jason's feet and rolled him backwards till Jason was laid across the bench in the middle of the room as it began to spin. “Just your socks to take off now, just you relax and let your new friend Sid sort you out” said the older man as he took Jasons wallet shoes and socks and threw them into a locker not bothering to close the door. He turned back to see Jason still lying on his back feet outstretched and limp dick and balls hanging low. “Now that is a very nice sight, and would be rude not to have a quick taste” said Sid as he took his false teeth out, got back down on his knees and open his mouth and took Jason's flaccid cock to the hilt. Jason moaned at the sensation, not comprehending what was going on as Sid began to work the young lads shaved balls with one hand using his gums to tightly massage Jason's meat. There was little response as Jason was starting to slowly spin out. “Here kid this is what you need to freshen up. Let Sid sort you out yeah, just trust me”. Sid turned around and unlocked his own locker. Quickly pulling out a green pill and a little shot of some clear liquid. “A little something I have just in case” he said as he lifted Jason up off the bench and poured the drink down his throat in a forceful motion. “that should help you get all G'ed up for this place” he sniggered, more for his own benefit. He then took the green pill and placed it on his tongue. “Come here lad and give your daddy a big kiss”. Sid grabbed the back of Jason's head and with no resistance pulled him in close and pushed the pill into his mouth with a deep and sloppy french kiss. Jason was in no state of mind to comprehend what was happening as his mouth was being raped by this old mans tongue. Sid slobbered over his face, wiping spittle all over Jason's lips and tongue and sucking on his tongue. Finally to sign the kiss off, Sid drew back and gobbed into Jason's open mouth closed it with his hand and commanded him to swallow which Jason did. “Good lad, right come with daddy and lets go see his friends in the steam room” taking Jason by the hand and walking him out of the locker area, leaving all of his belongings behind including the towels. “you're not going to need them son. Everyone is going to want to see that ass of yours in action”. The door was opened to the steam room and Jason was pushed through and sat down on a cold clammy marbled bench. Jason's mind was frantically trying to make sense of what was going on but the combination of G, alcohol, meth and the viagra given to him was making his young body spin out of control. “Got a fresh one for us men” said Sid as shuffling bodies gathered around Jason on the bench. From through the steam hands began to grab as Jason, feeling his smooth body, tweaking his nipples running over his abs. A fat chubby finger found its way to his mouth and forced its way in moving in and out causing Jason to instinctively suckle. Hands groped and tugged on his dick and balls with murmurs of appreciation and lust. Without little warning, the chubby finger in Jason's mouth was withdrawn and grabbed the back of his head pulling him down into the owners crotch. His mouth was pulled open and a hard fat cock was shoved into his mouth and began thrusting in and out. “Look at this little whore” exclaimed the chubby older man “Not even here five minutes and already he's sucking on my dick” “Yeah and his whore cunt is just begging for this” said another voice through the steam as Jason felt a sharp stabbing motion at his ass. Having his head held down and his arse up, Jason could do little, even had he not been off his face, as the man behind him clamped his bony fingers into Jason's young hips and pressed this thin sharp cock slowly but forcefully into Jason's guts. Jason's scream was muffled around the dick in his mouth which just caused the fat man to moan louder with delight as the reverberation sent extra stimulus through his body. “Fuck this little whore is an expert sucker, you are hitting all the right spots clearly Glen” Glen was lost in his own mind enjoying the tight grip this lads hole had on his cock. It has been so long since he had gotten his poz cock in a tight hole. The only men who he could fuck now were other pigs like him with holes no longer tight but sloppy and loose after years of taking dirty loads. But now he was aglow in delight as he could feel this tight arse's grip pulling open his sores giving him a true hole to infect and breed. His balls grew tight up inside his body ready to pump their poison into this young dumb cunt and there was no way it was stopping now. With a bellow Glen released his load and pumped over and over again into Jason's hole. Deep inside coating those same torn walls that the bouncer had been digging his nail into earlier. He pulled out with a plop and spun Jason around. “Clean me up you dirty dick pig” he commanded, pushing his blooded and torn cock into Jason's mouth. Jason couldn't register what was going on, he could just feel the pain in his hole and the foul taste in his mouth as the short fat man behind him pushed his cock straight in and after a few short thrusts began dumping his own load in. All the while Glen was smearing his cock over Jason's tongue rubbing his torn sores over Jason's lips. “Next!” he said as he threw Jason's head aside and got up walking out the steam room. Taking only a short moment to watch as two other old men took their turns to spit roast the vulnerable lad in the thick steam. A pigs first fuck should be memorable, however Glen didn't know he had taken Jason's virginity and wouldn't care even if he did, and Jason. It would be lucky if Jason remembered a thing after this night was through.

I know, pretty clear to me. But the fact is all btms want to be bred. It is only a matter of time before they take a man's seed.

Eric started filming his own encouters and then moved to more "studio" type clips using different actors. Haven't seen any new ones recently so don't know if he uses more "ordinary" looking men now but in the older stuff his actors were quite handsome guys. I do like the ones with Darko or KeiranXXL with his massive dick. I also like the intros, usually how the guys meet outside on the streets in a city or cruising area. Tbh EricVideos are among my favorites.

Visited Cumunion in Sheffield the other night, the first time in a good while. This used to be a really piggy night with lots of guys going at it but since the panic it's been hit and miss. Thankfully this night was one of the better ones. Ran into a guy I've fucked before, hit skinny guy with an average cock but moans loads and has sensitive nipples. I sucked on them and his moans attracted another guy, an Arab looking guy to join us. I dropped to my knees and sucked them both for a while. An older guy joined too but he was flacid a bit creepy so me and the first guy managed to get away to another dark area with a bench. I bent over to let him know what I want and in slid the first cock of the night. I'd been absolutely gagging to get fucked all week and it felt amazing. His pace and moans increased and he loudly unloaded inside me. Another guy was watching with one of those cocks thats big but also just looks dense and heavy. A proper lump of cock meat. I cleaned the first guys cock then started to suck him. I've had some bad luck lately not getting the load of sucking a guy and then he walks off, so in the bavk of my head I'm thinking fuck I hope he takes the bait! I sucked him expertly and hit his cock sloppy wet. There were others in the room now but I thought we'll it's now or never and I let go of his cock and turned round to present him my muscle fag hole. I heard him emit a low growl and felt his fat cock head against my arse. He pushed in and started fucking and it felt great! Now I wanted his load and thankfully I hit that too shortly after when he grunted loudly and bust inside me. It must of been a big load as I started cruising and could feel how slick it was between my cheeks as I walked. I ducked into a private area and scooped the cum that had dribbled out into my mouth and carried on cruising. Ran into another guy I've been with before, for me the perfect top. Older late 50s I'm guessing, bald with a handle bar tash, smells of cigars and gas a huge fat cock. He grabbed my hand and took me to the sling room. I went to climb in and he said wait and kissed me. Then took my cock in his mouth and gave me an amazing wet soft blowjob. When he'd done I sank to my knees and started sucking on his huge dong. I didn't do that long, it was hard and pumping precum I needed it in my arse so I hopped on the sling and he started pushing in. Soon other guys joined us and he stepped aside as various guys, I'm not sure how any came slid in and fucked my cummy hole. All the while he watched whilst dipping his own cock in between guys. Heavenly! A young black twink cake into the room and rather than fuck me he started to rim me. I had a guy either side of me now and a cock in wach of my hands while one sucked me and the other played with my nips. I started to push my hole out and this just made the black twink more insatiable as he buried his tongue deep into past my battered fuck hole. The sensations were overwhelming and I'm kot sure how I didn't blow my load. After sometime the twink started breathing heavy then stood up and clumsily forced his fat cock into me whilst cumming. He was a gorgeous lad and we kissed as his cock softened and slipped out. I got out the sling now hotbed up to fuck! Went back to the dark area with the bench and stood and waited. Someone came in to take a look so I bent over the bench hoping they'd take the bait and then felt another cock head at my hole. In it slid, didn't last long and I had another lovely cum load in me. As he pulled out a huge glob of cum slid out but thankfully I was reaching back and caught it in my hand and ate it. Tasted fucking amazing, at least 7 different means spunk mixed with my arse juice. I didn't look back just assumed the position again and felt another cock head. In it went and oh man, you know those dicks that don't even have to be that big they just fit good? One of those! He was a pig fucker too, pulling my cheeks right apart, getting me to squeeze cum out then fucking it back in. Hot! Eventually he bust too and I cruised sone more. Couldn't stop the dizzy feeling from poppers though and felt off. They weren't my usual amyl but the other crappy formula. Went downstairs for a coffee and a smoke and noticed I had blue hands a d lips from the poppers. Unfortunately I couldn't shake it off and felt crap. I went back upstairs and sucked a black guy off until he exploded in my mouth and I wanked as I did it. Shame as I reckon I could of got a few more loads! Always next time...

The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.

Was in chicago for work and needed to get bred. Jumped on sniffies and found a guy that was staying in my hotel. He was vers bottom but was looking to breed. I gave him my room number, propped door open, and got in doggie on the bed. Shortly after, I heard the door open and I immediately started doing poppers. He came on the bed, grabbed the lube and fingered me a little. Soon after, I felt his raw cock at my hole. He pushed in and started fucking. He was very verbal about fucking my raw fuckhole saying all kinds of dirty talk which was hot. He asked me if I wanted his load and I said yes. He pushed deep and came in me. He pulled out, I thanked him, and he left. I was still horny and found another guy in the hotel that was horny. I asked him if he wanted to add his load. He was a little hesitant at first but his horniness won. Again, I propped the door open and got in doggie on the bed and started doing poppers. When he came in, he told me to stand and bend over the bed instead. I got up and he fingered my sloppy hole. Then, he slipped his raw cock in. He was thicker than the first guy but he was patient with my tight fuckhole. He fucked me for a bit and then pushed deep. For the first time ever, I felt a cock throb as it came deep in me. It was hot. He pulled out, slapped my ass and left. Only ended up with two loads but they were fun!

Some guys do not, in fact, know what "breed" means. If they're accustomed to condom-protected sex, they may not be up on the lingo that most barebackers (and some non-barebackers) use. Some - and I can vouch for this from personal experience, discussing the issue with other gay men - think "breed" is a synonym for "fuck", and don't understand the implication that "breeding" means "ejaculate inside without protection". With a new partner, I'd suggest clearer language - either in a sexually charged manner ("I wanna put my load up your ass so you're dripping it out for hours") or in a clinical one ("I only fuck without condoms - is that OK?"). When a significant number of gay men still don't understand what PrEP is, what it does and does not protect against, or even that HIV is still a thing to worry about, you can't assume that they're going to correctly interpret a slang term the way you (and admittedly, the majority of gay men) mean it.

I have quite a few tattoos and after many years decided to embrace the pig that I am. I live in the country with work, but travel to the city to head office often. I was due to go into the office for a week in the next month and decided that it was time to mark my place as the total pig bottom I am and get a pig tattoo on my arse. I did some shopping around and found a guy with a studio not far from where I was staying. It looked like he did some good work and while sexual orientation isn't necessarily an issue, I wanted a guy tattooing my arse. I emailed a few pics and after some suggestions and back and forth (daily) we agreed on a cheeky version of a pig. He asked where I wanted it and I said on my arse cheek. All of a sudden I didn't hear from him for a few days and thought he may have been a bit weirded out by it. Two days later I get an email from him: Sorry I took a bit to get back to you - it has been a bit busy and I wanted to float a suggestion back with you. In case you prefer to have something on both arse cheeks instead of one, what do you think of this on the opposite arse cheek. It was the word "Pig" in running writing and the tail of the "g" turned into an arrow. "And the arrow can point off toward your arsehole". I was so turned on and I emailed him back - yeah let's do it. He suggested his last appointment on the Friday afternoon the week I was down there, and I locked it in. I raced home at lunch time on the Friday and cleaned out as I wanted to make sure the whole area was clean and smelled ok since he was going to be working down there for a few hours. I turn up to a house and there is a sign with the studio name on it and direction down the side driveway to a shed/studio down the back. I rock up to the glass sliding door to see what must have been one of the sexiest men alive cleaning up after what must have been his last client. He was probably just under 6" tall, dirty blonde curly hair down to his shoulders normally but messily tied back. He hadn't shaven in a few days and had piercing blue eyes. He obviously worked out and was quite toned. He was wearing a white singlet with denim shorts. The singlet showed off his many tattoos and also he perfectly blonde hairy chest. I could see a healthy bulge in his shorts and he had glorious muscular hairy legs. I was lost looking at him when I hear him opening the glass sliding door. I was so mesmerized that I hadn't even registered him walking toward the door. "Hey buddy, I'm Sam. You Simon?". I responded with a whimpering "yes" as I tried to gain my composure. Sam was a confident as he was beautiful. He motioned me in and as I walked past him he grabbed my arse and massaged it and said "I've been looking forward to working on this all week". He had the sexiest, yet evil glint in his eye as he said it. After a quick chat about the tattoo, he said to get up in the table and lay face down. I did as he asked and pulled the back of my shorts down to expose my arse for him. "Mate, we are both men here and I like to have plenty of room to work. Take your pants and underwear off and lay on the table." I did as he asked and I was already starting to get hard. I was laying on the table face down and my cock was almost rock hard within seconds just thinking about this "god" touching my arse. Sam was moving around and getting things ready and just making normal small talk. He came up to the end my head was at to sort a few things out and turned around to point his crotch right at my face and leant over and rubbed my arse with his hand and said "These tattoos are going to look great here" He slowly caressed my arse cheeks whilst getting very close to my hole. I could smell his crotch which was basically in my face and I had to use every ounce of self control not to grab it. I swear I could see it growing. Finally he went back to my arse and soon enough he was tattooing the pig on my left arse cheek. Because of where it was his off hand rested near my arsehole and as he tattooed he would occasionally slide his little finger over my arse. I was getting so turned on my cock was leaking huge amounts of precum. He said "How does that feel? All ok?" I decided since he was not hesitating to flirt, that I wouldn't either. "It feels fine Sam! The tattoo is ok too". Sam chuckled "I thought and hoped so. The tattoo was a pretty good clue. Now that is out of the way and clear, we can really enjoy the rest of the tattoo." No sooner had he said it he licked his finger and went back to tattooing my arse and slid his little finger straight into my hole and kept it in there finger fucking me as he tattooed. I couldn't help myself and I shot a load under my stomach. "I'm almost done with the pig. Do you mind if we take a quick smoko break before I do the other one? Do you have to be anywhere tonight?" I responded eagerly and told him I had no plans for the night. When he finished he rubbed some cream on my tattoo and covered it and stood up. "Just throw your shorts on and we can step out for a quick smoke before do the next one." I stand up and he can see I have cum over myself. "I thought you might enjoy the extras during the tattoo. Let me clan up the mess". And he knelt down and starts licking all the cum off my stomach, getting some in his facial hair. I'm rock hard again and he swallows my cock and gives me the best head I have had in year. I don't last long before cumming in his mouth and he doesn't miss a drop. He stands up and I pull my shorts up and I can see he is almost bursting out of his shorts and a distinct wet patch at the end of a very thick 8" cock outline. Before I get a chance to do anything he leans in and kisses me and we share my load with tongues darting it back and forth till it is all gone. I place my hand on his cock through his shorts and he grabs me and says "We got all night man. You'll get it" and smiles and kisses me again. We step out and both share a smoke before going back in and he starts on the other arse cheek and tattoo. As with the first one, he spends the whole time fingering my hole whilst tattooing. "So you got nothing planned tonight you said?" I respond with no. He stops tattooing for a second and stands up and walks around to my head again. I look up at his blue eyes and he says "How about you spend it here with me and I give you all of this (and he grabs his huge cock) and if you stay the night and enjoy it I will give you a free tattoo in the morning." I think i responded "yes" before he finished saying it. When he finished the second tattoo, he tells me to relax and that we have all night and he buries his lightly bearded face in my arse and rims me like a pro. He comes up for air and says "I am assuming the pig tatts mean you like it wet, raw and bareback like a real pig". I respond with "The only way I take a cock is raw. No rubber goes near that hole". He responds, "perfect, I am going to really enjoy sharing all of myself with you then". He stands up and I hear him unzip his shorts and walk around to my head and there is a thick 8" cock in my face. "Get this wet. Tattooing your arse has me dripping and I need to let a load go right now". I am thinking he is going to blow a load in my mouth, but I only get a minute on his cock enough to get it wet before he walks back around and pulls me by my feet to the end of the bench leaving me bent over the edge and shoves his wet raw cock in me in one go. I catch my breath and before I know it he is bottoming out and I can feel his hairy balls slapping against my arse as he fucks me deep and hard. He is almost going wild fucking me and it is't long before I feel his seed flooding my insides and he is grunting like a pig and literally yelling "Take it, take it all". He slowly pulls out and pulls his shorts back up and says, "fucking hot! lets grab a drink and smoke". We step out and he grabs a few beers and we stand around and have a smoke and drink with the occasional snog in between. TBC....

I am going to be a bit of an opposite here I guess. To: Younger me- You have a wealth and value you may not even see today. Don't give away your body time and time again to people who do not care the least bit about you. If they won't give a name, a number, invite you to do non sexual things with them, or want to meet for lunch or to just catch a movie, don't give in to your sexual cravings and their sexual pressure. They are only there for the sex, they will never be a friend or available to help you, no matter how often they may have hit you up for , and expected you to be ready for, sex now. As you get older, you will discover , on reflection, how many of the sex hook ups were only because you had a place, had the poppers, and were essentially a free bathhouse for the married, partnered or closeted guys who would reach out to you. Once they cum, they will be out the door, and you will have the mess to clean up, the supplies used your expense to replenish- be it water or snacks or lube or something else. Older you can tell younger you- there will be a few good men in the mix, and smoking hot sex will be a part of your connection to them initially, but the real foundation and value of your life will be doing things with that man or men, to build solid memories, and deep friendships. Some may not last, but the few that do will stay in your head long after the carnal sweat of countless others has evaporated from your brain cells.

I really have learned that to surrender and submit I can enjoy the most pleasure!!! Nothing it more intense

I prefer being stretched out a lot!! I love how vulnerable I feel when it happens !!

I want to tongue fuck your hungry hole

I was at Pig week for the first time but only for part of the week, 11/29-12/3. I had a pretty good time even though I was suffering from a sinus infection. I still managed to get out and have some fun and get fucked! The first event I went to was the Circus party at the Manor complex. It was an awesome party and the highlight of the week for me. I got there around 9pm and went straight to the clothes check line. I checked my shirt, tights and phone and just wore a pink assless singlet. I went to the bar for a drink and then headed to the dance floor to shake my ass. After dancing for a bit, I headed upstairs and there were guys fucking and sucking everywhere. Some guys were in the slings and others bent over the bar. I found a spot in the corner and bent over a chair offering my ass up for guys to fuck. I had previously prelubed my hole and was ready to take cocks and loads. I took a hit of poppers and then felt some guy shove his cock all the way in my cunt. He pounded my hole for a few minutes then said he was shooting his poz load in my cunt! As soon as he pulled out, another guy sunk his cock in my willing cunt and unloaded in me. With two loads in I decided to take a break and get another drink at the downstairs bar. I then went back out to the dance floor hoping to get fucked there by some more guys. There was a stage at the front of the dance floor with guys bent over taking cocks. I found a spot to bend over and offered my ass up for more cocks and loads. I ended up taking 4 more cocks and loads and my cunt was now pretty sloppy and wrecked! I went to the Eagle bar on Friday night and a pool party at a resort on Saturday afternoon and stripped down to just a jock at both of those events. I was fucked and filled by 3 more guys in the darkroom at the Eagle and 2 guys at the pool party. Since this was my first time at Pig week I wasn't sure what to expect and kind of used this trip to feel it out. Unfortunately, I didn't get to any of the sex clubs but I plan to next year. There are so many events scheduled you have to kind of pick and choose what to attend. I don't think I could do all 10 days but I highly recommend going for part of it! Especially if you are into sleazy, slutty and anonymous pig sex, I can't wait to go again next year!

Oh fuck, I want to pound that ass!

Five loads later and Jason's body was limp and loose after being passed back and forth in the steam around the dirty older pigs. He couldn't hold a coherent thought together let alone speak as the last dick to fuck him slowly plopped out and a gush of liquid spilled out and dribbled down his leg. Jason dropped to the floor and his body slowly began crawling for the door, instinctively trying to get away from his tormentors however in moments he felt arms either side hoist him to his feet and walk him out the steam room into the cold corridor. “I think this dumb cunt pig needs a lie down before he starts having a G fit, how fucking much did you give him Sid you fucker” laughed one of his supports. “Just the right amount for a growing young lad” came the response from the steam room. “Right come with us, we will get you laid down and relaxed don't worry”. Came the voice next to Jason reassuringly. He leaned in and rested his head on this mans shoulder and found it bony and pointed. He was desperately seeking some sense of safety, completely not realising he wouldn't find any in one of the men who had just raped his hole. Jason was walked, well more dragged, through the red lit corridors, seeing various faces of men staring back at him with lust. All sorts of men were here, from big hairy brutes, to seedy looking twinks, smooth bloated bellies and skeletal bodies. They all had the same face in common however, a look of insatiable hunger. Jason was pushed into a room and was lifted into a sling suspended in the centre of this room. “Ssssssh lay back kid, don't worry we will get you sorted out, just relax and try and sleep it off” said one of his supports and he was helped further back into the sling and had his legs lifted and slowly secured into the straps. Jason slowly drifted towards the edge of unconsciousness as he slowly was rocked back and forward in the sling as multiple leather straps were wrapped around his legs and arms keeping him secure and in place. One of the men went into the corner and pressed a couple of buttons that help tilt and manoeuvre the sling so Jason's head was below his legs, making not only the blood slowly rush to his head, but ensuring his mouth and throat and arse were all at prime fucking height. Another button was pressed which slowly pulled the sling further apart stretching Jason's legs out further apart. He groaned as his fucked hole began to stretch open slightly and a gush of cum slopped out onto the floor. “Don't be an ungrateful pig now” said one of the captors as he scooped the discharge up in his fingers and shoved them into Jason's open mouth. Pushing them deep down the back of his throat ensuring that all the poz cum him and his friends had so kindly deposited didn't go to waste. The two men then looked at their sacrificial lamb, smiled and left as Jason slowly spun in the centre. Jason stared unawares up at the ceiling, his mind perplexed by the image he was seeing. The room was mirrored and his mind was trying to interpret the vision in front of him. His own body tied up swinging, suspended, naked. What was going on, where was he? Nothing was making sense. Slowly he could see in the reflection a body moving towards him. He tried to turn his head to see but his body couldn't seem able to do anything, so all he could do was watch the reflection in petrified silence as a voice muttered “well well well, looks like this little piggy has been having a good night already” Clive approached the body suspended in front of him and grabbed at one of the pale white legs and squeezed. “Beautiful pig aren't you. All smooth and youthful. Oh I remember those days”. Clive pushed two fingers into Jasons puffed hole and began pulling it apart. “Mmmmm still nice and tight” he whispered as he got closer and worked his tongue up deep inside “Mmmm and loaded as well. My own cream filled bun ready to eat” Jason's eyes bulged in fear as he motionlessly watched this riddled looking old man start to eat his hole, licking and slobbering and sucking on his ass lips. He watched in pure horror as the old man used such force his arse lips looked like they were being pulled inside out. Getting fuller and more like pussy lips. “Mmmm yeah you've got the small beginnings of a little rose bud there” the old man said as he licked the cum off his lips. “I hope I get a second taste before I leave”. Clive got to his feet and walked around Jason. “Now I've done a greedy thing and eaten all those loads from your hole, and that was wrong. So its only fair I share and return the favour.” Clive walked to Jason's face and turned around and began lowering his arse towards Jason's face. Aware of what he was seeing but unable to do anything Jason's eyes bulged in revulsion as he watched his old man pull apart his sagging arse cheeks to reveal more of a wound that a hole. It had lost any elasticity a long time ago and the hole had clearly been stretched so many times it was now a loose mess covered in blisters and bruises. “I've got a fair few stored in here for you, just as fresh” said Clive as he lowered his hole, feeling his sagging lips drop directly into Jason's unresponsive open mouth and then he grunted and pushed, filling Jason's mouth with a collection of randoms dirty loads. “Thats a good boy” said Clive as he stood up and turned back around. “Now eat up” he said as he closed Jason's mouth and held his head stroking his throat causing Jason to swallow at least 4 random loads that Clive had collected throughout the day. “Now I'm afraid thats not going to get you knocked up, but don't worry at least one of those loads came from a dick with a serious case of the drip so you are getting one special present at least” Clive winked as he gave Jason's nipple a good hard tweak. “You have a good night now you hear, and don't forget to save me some more loads for later” Clive walked out the room and passed a young twink who had been watching from the door way. They exchanged a smile and a nod and as Clive walked away the twink slid in. There was no small talk as the twink immediately went and took Jason's cock in his mouth and started sucking on it for all he had. His mouth formed a tight seal and sucked tighter and tighter. Jason was still lost in his own mind as his cock was being tormented by this twink. He had been sucked by girls before and whilst it had never been mind blowing it had been better than this. The twink grabbed Jason's balls and yanked on them hard, trying to choke himself on Jason's unresponsive dick. Realising he didnt have much chance the twink got up annoyed and went round to the Jason's mouth. “You better be ready to fuck me later” he spat into Jason's face,“I want your load and I'm going to get it”. Up close the twink was less cute boy and more a cracked out mess. His dry lips showed significant cold sores and the purple bags under his deep sunken eyes told a horror story. He lowered his face and planted a wet uncontrolled slobber into Jason's mouth, taking Jasons lip and biting down hard. Jason could taste something metallic but couldn't be sure if it was his own blood or the twink's coldsore covered mouth. The twink got up and walked out leaving Jason suspended slowly turning unable to move and lost in his thoughts. He felt sick, he felt empty and as he watched more bodies slowly fill the doorway, he knew this was just going to get worse.

Gotta admit I'm partial to this studio. Many, like RFC have just become portals for guys' Only Fans content and it's all rather samey and somewhat sanitised. And TIM is nowhere near what it used to be. So to Eric Videos. They seem to use more 'ordinary' looking men. Often lots of pretty uncut dicks. The sex looks authentic and horny. Who are your fave actors or what are your fave scenes from Eric Videos? Personally I liked the scenes Darko did for them, and anything with Romeo (Davis) I think it is. The only downside is how gloomy the lighting often is!

Open for me. If I respect someone enough to have a real relationship with them, I respect them enough to tell them that I'm not wired for monogamy and I won't promise it to them or anyone. If they're not willing to have a relationship with me on those terms, then they aren't for me no matter how much I may love them. Been there, made that mistake. Dude got jealous even though I wasn't cheating on him (apparently wandering eyes were too much for him). Pissed me off, though that wasn't actually what ended the relationship (emotional blackmail got there first).

Had a day off a few days ago and was horny so logged onto snifflies to see what could find. Had a young black man contact me saying he liked my ass pics and wanted to pound it. He was 29, 5'8",165, 7 cut. Gave him my address and said I was ready and nakid. He was walking in about 15min and finding me in the bedroom ready. He got nakid so I could suck him and get him hard and wet and I could tell he was ready to get to fucking. He was the best I have had and wow did he fuck me good for almost 2 hours straight. He dumped a few loads before he had to go. Hoping to get with him again soon

SOLD! Feeling he air flow on and around my gaped rectum is always a high. Now for a loose fist pig like me, what one would I want to start with?

Lovely sloppy well fucked hole. I want my tongue and then cock in you.

Or your ass, @Cravetoxic22!

I think I may have misspoken at some point either in this thread or somewhere else recently when I was speculating on the confusion caused by conflicting uses of the word ‘trans’ in reference to both transgender and cross-dressing. Where I may have used transsexual as distinct from transgender, I was intending to draw a distinction between transgender/transsexual and transvestite. I think that, to those unfamiliar with the distinction, the trans prefix may have a tendence to confuse and conflate.

I’ll eat that if you’re into granddaddies 😈

so this BBC top just ubered me to his house. I was a little nervous at first til I pulled up to this nice house, he said to just walk in and find him in the living room, and DAM! SEXY black man, fit, with a 12 inch thick cock laying naked, I'm a submissive bottom, and told him to just tell me what to do when I get there, so this hot man says, get those clothes off and get on your knees. I do just that, I take his bbc down my throat as he starts fn my throat deep, then he says, now let me see those cheeks, that bbc slaps my hole and he slams into me and was suprised that I didn't pull away, then he says, oh you know how to take dick huh. I moan, mmm yes sir. he grabs a condom but I say with pouty face, no glove sir bareback only please, with a big grin he starts pounding my then tight hole, he had me in every position, within 10 min I feel his shooting ropes deep in me but he doesn't stop. by the time I leave he filled me 3x! before I left he tells me he will send a car at midnight tomorrow. and be ready for him a his 2 friends. I can't fn wait!!

Chapter 5 In the first few chapters, I tell about meeting up with Daniel. He lives in a cabin and has a sling on his screened porch for outdoor play. We’ve gotten together a few times. This time, three other guys are there, and we’ve all been sucked, fucked, rimmed, and fisted (maybe not Daniel. Yet.). Now, they’ve invited Josh over. After Sam hung up, he said, “You’re going to enjoy Josh”. The others all agreed. They said they don’t play often with him since they can’t take his cock most of the time. Sam told me that the one time he got fucked by Josh, his ass hurt for days. But they were confident that I’d be OK. Sam had told Josh to get naked when he got there, and I’d be waiting in the sling. That way, he could walk in and start fucking me right away. Sam gave me another booty bump after I got in the sling, and they left me to wait there while they all smoked some more. They’d shotgun hits to me sometimes, but the bump was my primary booster. I heard a truck drive up and moved my head to look over. Harry stood in the way and said, “The first time you see him should be when he’s coming to fuck you”. Cool with me. The side door to the porch slammed and a giant of a man was walking towards me. He was tanned, had short, dark hair, and a sexy 5 o'clock shadow. He had to be at least 6’6”, had a great body with a dusting of hair on his pecs, and a huge, erect cock. It must have been approaching 10” long and was very thick. Josh was stroking it as he walked up. Then, he grabbed a bottle of lube, put some on his cock, and said, “Take some poppers”. I did as he said. When the bottle was capped, he walked up to me and taunted my hole with just the tip of his dick. The mushroom head really expanded my hole. He looked over and said, “This pig is ready for my cock”. The others nodded, and he slid into my ass. The stretch was outrageous. His cock filled my hole like it was a fist. I reached down to feel around, thinking he must be all the way in, to find that there were several more inches to go. Josh looked down at me as he slid more and more of his huge cock into my ass. He got well past my second hole and had me in ecstasy. With a cock of that size, Josh knew that he had to take it slow. He fucked my ass like no one else has before. He was able to get deeper and had me gaping from just a fuck. I relied on the poppers a few more times to really enjoy the ride. Josh asked Sam if it was OK to breed my ass. Sam told him I had taken all their loads, so it must be OK. It was erotic to hear them talking about me as if I wasn’t even there. He sped up the pace, not going as deep as he worked up to his orgasm. Josh looked at me and said, “I’m going to be all the way inside you when I cum”. It wasn’t a question. Soon, he said, “Take it, pig” and shoved his cock all the way inside me. I could feel his cock spasm as he shot his cum deep inside my body. He left his cock in me after shooting. Even as it softened, it was still an invader in my ass. Josh slowly withdrew. Sam sucked Josh’s cock into his mouth, and Harry started to caress and stroke my ass. It took a while for my gape to narrow after the invasion. Harry asked if he could fist me. I told him that he could fuck me, fist me, rim me, use toys on me, whatever he wanted. Harry said that he wanted to fist the ass of the first guy to fist him. Harry lubed up his hands and was able to get his fist inside me easily. The fuck from Josh, plus all the other play, had me well loosened up. My ass sucked his arm in more than halfway to his elbow. Harry was a good fisting bottom and an even better fisting top. He liked to pull his hand almost all the way out, stretching my hole to its max. He’d work it back and forth inside my ass, giving me great sensations. He pulled back to the wide part of his hands again and started to run the fingers of his right hand alongside his left arm. He got all four fingers inside me next to his arm when he pulled all the way out and started to pummel my ass. First, his left hand would go in. Then, it would come out, and his right hand would go in. He did this for a while, leaving me breathless and leaking precum. While Harry was fisting me, I looked over and saw Daniel riding Nick’s arm. Daniel was sliding up and down Nick’s arm while Nick lay on the porch floor. Daniel and I locked eyes at one point, and I could tell he was just as spun as I was and that he was enjoying getting his ass worked over. With his other hand, Nick was stroking his cock and fingering his hole. Next, Harry put his right hand inside me and let it rest there for a moment. When he pulled it back, I felt his left hand come up next to his right, both ready to delve into my ass. He had lubed up a lot for this. His right hand went in, then he put his left next to his right arm and slowly slid that inside me. The feeling was indescribable. He let me move a bit in the sling, getting used to his hands inside me. Small movements made my ass quake with pleasure. Josh, who had been watching this, asked if he could fist me. If his cock was any indication of the size of his hand, this would be a wild ride. Harry slowly extracted his hands from me, and Josh took a seat after lubing up his hands. True to form, he shoved his left hand in quickly and smoothly. His hand felt huge inside me, but it was not an equal to both of Harry’s. Josh fisted me for a while when he beckoned Harry over and said, “We’re both gonna fist this ass now”. Harry lubed up, Josh applied some more lube, and they started to swap fists in my ass. First Harry, then Josh, then Harry, and so on. When Josh was inside me, he told Harry to work his hand in, too. Harry slowly slid his hand along Josh’s arm until he too had penetrated my hole. This was intense, and I could only last a short time with both of them in me. But it was thrilling to know what my ass had taken. Josh said that he got what he came for and left. As he walked away, I could see that he had a great ass, but it was clear that this guy was all top. The rest of us took a break to rehydrate and relax for a while. The sun was going down, so we went back to the deck to watch the sunset. My hole was throbbing with pleasure, and we were all stroking, poking, and making out with each other. I look forward to the next time.

We wouldn't even need a word for cheating if everyone could fuck anyone without any kind of limits!

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The game got out of hand - Part 6 (I don't want to, do I?) "Look at Hussein, I think he can't wait to fuck you with his POZ cock as well. Is that what you want? ”Elias asked me. I want to? No actually not, it's wrong, I'm not gay, I'm straight! On the other hand, it felt so good inside me, the way the bare cock plowed in and out, the way the POZ spurted sperm into me, and flooded my guts. I didn't want this intense feeling to stop. I looked at Hussein, who was stroking his stiff, circumcised cock and had to think out loud, "I have to try what a circumcised cock feels like inside me, Elias his uncircumcised cock was great." Wait a minute, I not only thought it, but also said it! FUCK !!! I instinctively broke away from Elias and crawled over to Hussein on all fours and offered him my hole. Of course, Hussein didn't need any further prompting, he slipped completely into me within seconds, I could feel his pubic hair on my ass. There was a tickling sensation on my naturally hairless body. It felt incredibly cool how he fucked me hard and fast. "Come on bitch! Make Elias' POZ piston nice and clean! ”Hussein ordered me. I did but still didn't like a cock in my mouth, but since I was still getting fucked horny, I was so high on it that I took it without arguing. Hussein was getting more restless behind me, and his thrusts more erratic, he was short of cum when he asked me, “Where do you slut want my toxic babies? Tell me!" I screamed out of myself, “Put your toxic babies up my asshole! Make me pregnant! " That was it, I got the next load injected in 4 heavy bursts. I turned and put his cock in my mouth to clean it without being asked. Fabio stepped behind me with his PA cock and rubbed it on my now well-opened hole. It was a strange feeling with the metal, but I also pushed myself up that bar. He fucked me fast but not as hard as Hussein, I couldn't wait for him to shoot his load into me. After 15 minutes the time had come, and Fabio said calmly: "Ben, feel it, here comes my charge specially charged for you." I thanked him for the hot intense fuck, and cleaned his cock as a matter of course. So it went until 8 a.m. on Saturday morning. I let everyone come inside and cleaned the lout afterwards. I even licked up the leaking sperm from the floor. Matteo gave me a large black plug to insert into my hole, with instructions not to take it out before 8 p.m. Then he gave me my Adidas shoes and said: "You now have the choice, you can go home like this or you can earn another item of clothing the next night." Did I want to experience a night like that again? Should i go home Was it wrong to take semen? Questions upon questions ... ... will we find out soon?

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The game got out of hand - Part 5 (Elias POZ piston in me) Now I sat there on that thick and long tail for about 2 minutes and slowly but surely I got used to the intruder. This little black bottle was held under my nose again, and again I began to float on cloud nine. But did I really want that? Unfortunately, I didn't have a choice that was at least satisfactory, the alternative was still to walk home naked through town. So I reluctantly began to push myself up and down on the butt, it still hurt a little while Elias moaned softly to himself. "Holy fuck you are tight!" Elias called while I pushed myself up and down on his cock. And slowly the pain turned into pleasure, my own cock straightened up, and my whimpering also changed to low moans. The little black bottle was held under my nose again, and I sniffed at it again, my ride got faster, my moaning louder. "Yes baby, you love that POZ piston in you, don't you?" "Mhhh, yes!" I yelled out. "Let's change positions, I want you on my back and your legs over my shoulders." Elias instructed me. And within seconds we changed positions to the desired position. Now Elias plowed in and out of me, I really started to enjoy the fuck. "I won't hold out much longer, may I shoot my POZ babies in your hole?" "Mhhhhh ......" "I can't understand you Bennie, you have to tell me." "Fuck me! Just don't stop, just fuck me! ”I moaned rather incomprehensibly but very loudly. "Bennie, that wasn't my question," came Elias as he slowed down. "Can I get you pregnant with my POZ babies? Tell it to me. Should I plant my POZ seeds for you? "Tell me exactly what you want." "Yes, give it to me, the main thing is that you don't stop fucking me!" “Bennie, you have to tell me explicitly what you want. Do you want my POZ seeds? Should I fertilize your cunt with my POZ semen? " Elias talked about POZ over and over again. I didn't know what to do with it, but in the end I was so turned on by this POZ that I begged for it. The main thing is that this hot fuck would never end. "Yes, Bennie, that's good, I'm really very close now, I'm going to shoot my POZ babies in your NEG cunt in a minute!" Ohhhhhh, it's coming! Feel my POZ babies! " Elias injected hot POZ sperm into my intestines in six hard bursts. In fact, I could feel it right. And I started to love it. "Look at Hussein, I think he can't wait to fuck you with his POZ cock as well. Is that what you want? ”Elias asked me. To be continued soon ...

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The Game Got Out of Control - Part 4 (The Preparation) I was totally confused, what should I do? Smear my hole with semen, or not? Semen can be very dangerous ... ... On the other hand, if I don't smear it on my exit, it will certainly be extremely painful. But it will also be painful. Heaven what should i do? Elias then said meekly to me: “Look Ben, I can call you that, Cum is a natural lubricant and extremely awesome. You really should work it on and up your ass. Then when we fuck you, you will also get some aids so that you can relax better. ”And he showed me a small black bottle with the words RUSH ZERO MEGA PELLET on it. "What is that?" I asked, eyeing this little bottle. "Should I drink this?" “No, for God's sake! It's not for drinking, you hold it under your nose and breathe it in, "said Elias. I started now very slowly and disgustedly to ingest the sperm with my fingers and to bring it towards my intestinal anus. "Come on Ben, do it, I know you want this! Your cunt longs for our tails. "Frank said. “I've been watching you for the last 2 years, you've always looked at our bulges in our pants. And it has now taken me a whole year to convince Amelie that you want that. It is also no coincidence that Amelie has to work today. She wished us a lot of pleasure with you and is expecting you back on Sunday evening at 8 pm, and then you should tell her everything. ”Simon added his husband. So I started spreading the sperm on my hole when Matteo asked if he should help me. I just nodded knowing that I would never be able to work the sperm into me. Matteo now began to play with one finger on my asshole, he used his other hand to jerk off. All of a sudden, I wasn't prepared for it, it hit my buttocks quite warm and damp. Matteo had hosed on my ass. But he immediately led it to my waiting hole and pushed it into me with two, then three fingers. He kept twisting his fingers in different directions in my intestines, there was some sharp pain, then it subsided, then it reappeared in another place But slowly I started to like it, I began to moan softly, and my cock grew to its full size too. "Look at that! The fagot really likes it! ”Exclaimed Hussein. Suddenly Matteo pulled out of me, looked at his fingers, and said: "Our Bennie is now prepared, sees how beautiful pink my fingers are." He grinned quite angrily. “Who wants to be first? Asked Simon. To be continued shortly .......

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

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

The thing I hate the most is when I tell a dude I want to breed him and he says yea then when I’m at his house and about to put my dick in he asks me to put a condom on. Then I leave and I look like the asshole… it’s weird. Everyone knows what breeding is, fucking hate when dudes act like they don’t.

Some of the best sex i have had is when i was blindfolded. Somehow it was easier to get men to come breed me when they knew i din't see them. One night in a span of 3 hours i got 5 men to come breed me one at a time. I just unlocked my frontdoor, gave them my adress and waited with a mask on and my head under my pillow. Easiest cum i ever got.

I had a very open and honest conversation with my doctor regarding this subject. He told me, in his opinion, he had no concerns with blindfolds, slings, sound depravation, live streaming, pic taking. What he did have an issue with is restraints, especially if you are alone and have no one to look out for you. We had issues in my geographical area with this kind of activity, and I am not saying that getting gang banged at a sex club, in a sling, is a bad thing. What I am saying is risky is having someone whose name you don't know, restrain you to the point you can't get up and leave when you desire. That's dangerous, and here in Florida we had two guys die and the murderer is now sitting on death row. I knew that murderer, a contractor with a beautiful home who seemed as harmless as could be. Turns out he had no problem with dismembering and disposing of bodies all over parts of Tampa, FL. Just saying guys......fantasies are great, but safety should also be considered.

You don't mention your general location, but here in Ft. Lauderdale, the darkroom at Slammer is pitch-black. You literally have to feel your way, slide your boot on the floor instead of raising it normally. When you're rutting in a Hole, hands feel you up, and there's simply no way to tell where the guy is. Guys stuffed in there butt to belly, and no one sees a thing. The only downside is, it's not at all easy to get your mouth to the bent-over Holes, if you like eating wet ones. It's just too jammed with other guys that you simply cannot see.

I'm a loser right and I've love to hang around with cocky alpha males. I was on a night out with Jake, slim, twinky, shredded body with amazing abs and blonde hair. We're both 24. We were at the club when he spied this beefy muscular bear. I know how it goes - this is the point where I get dropped. The bear came over and was like "I'm Darren, want a drink". They danced for a bit and I sat at the bar and had a few drinks - as ever noone noticed me. Maybe it is because I am super skinny. At the end of the night Jake came over, I was surprised as normally when he pulls he just leaves . He said "Darren thinks I could cuck you, make you watch as we fuck - up for it". I knew it wouldn't help my self esteem but it made my dick hard and I was drunk so said "yeh, sounds hot". We got a taxi back to Darren's and Jake sucked him off for a bit. Eventually Darren said "time to breed you with my toxic cock". At this point I noticed his rock hard cock was like a beer can - so long and thick. My cock got rock solid but Jake was not as keen. "Hold off - your toxic - you never mentioned that". Darren said "you never asked and besides most twinks like you don't care". Jake replied "well I'm not most twinks - I am staying clean and I ALWAYS use condoms". Darren said "well one of you is taking me raw tonight and I don't care which but Jake - you wanted fucked and you're gonna get it - anyway you're cock is solid, you want it". Darren handed us both poppers each and we sniffed greedily. "Tell me you don't want fucked". Jake was silent. Darren turned to me and said "you've always wanted Jake". I nodded my head. "How bad". I said I'd do anything. At this Darren threw me a condom and I put it on confused. He turned to Jake saying "how about we let this sub lad be your human condom - I wanna wreck him"....

I frequently do this. I have a hood which has an integrated blindfold and it's complete - no peaking around. It has a mouth hole so my mouth is free for use as well. I love dark rooms but none of them seem to be pitch black anymore. My other favourite is night time cruising in the woods. Yeah I LOVE anonymous sex.

So I had an unexpected twink friend cum yo my place to ask if I can whore him out. He’s 22yo, 5’8” 125lbs, mixed white Filipino kinda dorky looking with a definite twink body. It was really a lat minute thing and he found time away from from his GF to cheat bottom away from her. So I went on sniffles and created an ad, “whoring out my cheating 22 yo twink before his GF comes home.” That was a honey pot! 8 guys reached out to me and some literally drive 18 miles. I even messaged my FBs. Well the twink was awful. Kept stopping and demand to be fuck in different positions or checking and trying to lock my door. I had Teo tops in line and he tapped out so I stepped in. One Asian mix guy with a thin hard cook used me instead and all the other top started fucking me. A third top 9x8, came but the twink was spooked. It was too big for my mouth. I took it but it wasn’t bad and he ended up nutting in me. My twink ended up with 2 nuts and me 5 nuts. The twink s GF was calling as my fav top fb was driving over. Oh well I have to go Uber home. The Twink leaves. As I waited Assup as usual which my 25yo very experienced and dom FB come… he fucks hard dnd deap and shallow…. The Twink sees his car and asks to cum back… I tell him dude once he starts you can’t back out, he’s gonna use you till he nuts…. The twink comes back to watch me get fuck, his GF is calling him at the same time . My dom hung bull is fucking me like he owned my pussy. The twink watches takes off his clothes and asks to “feel” it. He’s getting bang bb behind by the roughest fucker I know. After 5 minutes his GF is texting and he pulls off to leave. He has cum and sweat all over him, he has to shower. I take over and I’m being bang hard and deep. My top is not stopping again and my hole is juicy warm freshly fucked. He loved it when I push cum onto his dick and then pulls him back in. He fucks my bladder… teases the hole then rams it in and I start to GUSH for the first time in years. I push out my guts to gush more and it’s driving him crazy. Thought he would cum but he spent another 30 minutes banging my bladder. My legs were getting sore and painful (not my hole) but he didn’t care. He was using me. He already nutted in me once do the second round was going to be longer… when he came he let the world know as he bred me good and deep. As for the twink. He had to leave to pick up his GF but thanks to him I got a good last minute gangbang out of it. Aloha.

Your senses are heighten so much when you can't see! Absolutely love it 😀

Totally down

There used to be a lot of them in the neighborhood, but not anymore so I've really stopped going out. There is a bar left in the East Village in Manhattan that is still notorious for its unadulterated back room fun. Last weekend I got really horny and the BF was out somewhere I decided I wanted some dick (many dicks, really) so I went to check it out. I forgot how much I love walking into a tightly packed, dimly lit, hot room of sweaty men all there for getting off. I'm a thin guy so I tend to get shoved around in a crowd. I've learned to just go with it, like crowd surfing. I love that feeling of being pushed around and groped with no real control. It was only a few minutes before hands had ripped my pants open and my cock was getting grabbed and my ass fingered. A few minuted more until I was forced down on my knees on the filthy floor and got the first dick in my mouth. I have no idea who. I know it was a big black dick. He came pretty fast in my mouth. I love how once you're down like that, they see you're willing to suck any cock. As soon as that first guy came I realized there were four more hard ones around me. I spent about 20 minutes sucking, swallowing another load in there out of the maybe 6 or 7 guys I sucked. At that point I got up of my knees, still sucking an Asian boy's dick, but presenting my ass. I've found that in a room like that, if I pull my pants down while I bend over to suck a dick, guys will start to play with my hole pretty quickly. When they realize I'm not stopping them, they usually start to finger me more aggressively which generally turns to fucking. I love not turning around to see who it is. Guys notice that and realize in just there for dick...any dick. Sure enough it only took about 5 minutes for me to feel the first cock head against my hole. I reached back to spread my ass and he was in me fast. He started fucking hard and that got the guy in my mouth turned on enough to cum. Then the guy in my ass shot inside, giving me enough cum-lube for the next. I dunno how many cocks I sucked that night, but three more guys did fuck me. I should go there more. I was still so horny the next night that I went to one of Manhattan's last bathhouses where I also hadn't been in years, but I'll tell that one later.

Who among us would not LOVE to find a guy like this to feed on regularly? Yummy!!

Kevin was browsing through profiles on adam4adam and once again found himself staring at the hottest guy he had ever seen. The guy was six one, 145 pounds, 26 years old, white, with a smooth nine and a half inch cut cock. And he was poz. "Damn," Kevin thought, "why does he have to have HIV?" As he had done many times before, Kevin couldn't help but to click through each picture of the guy's photographs, hoping to see more of the man's gorgeous body and enormous cock, but the most memorable image was the outline of guy's huge dick underneath the guy's bathing suit. The text on his profile always caught his eye, and Kevin found himself inexplicably turned on as he read it again "I'm poz. I fuck bare. Don't message me unless you want poz jizz in your hole." The first few times Kevin had read the man's profile, the message scared and repulsed him, but increasingly he found himself somewhat aroused as he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have the huge cock filling his ass with jizz. His thoughts were interrupted when the a4a alert noise cracked through his speakers and startled him. He checked the messages. 'Oh shit', he thought, 'it's from *him*'. The following conversation followed: hungpozfucker: hey, you always look at my profile. so i thought id say hello. dont worry, you can't get pozzed just chatting with me. kevinboi22: oh. um sorry. ur hott and all, but i dont fuck guys with hiv. hungpozfucker: no worries. it's not like i would let you fuck me. i would, however, attack your ass with my huge cock, if u were willing. Kevin found that his half-way hard cock was suddenly at it's full seven inches. kevinboi22: like i said ur hott. it's just the hiv thing. ya know? i wish i could see more pics of your cock though. hungpozfucker: i don't have any more pics here. look, let's meet up, and i'll show you in real life. don't worry, i'm not gonnarape your little boi hole or anything. i'll just come over, we can chat, i'll give you a glimpse, and then i'll leave. it doesn't hurt to make new friends does it? Kevin's cock was now throbbing as he imagined this huge cock being forced into him. "uggh," he thought "i wanna see it. i want him to fuck me, but not with hiv." kevinboi22: well, i guess that's cool. i'm a little shy, just so you know. and i only want to take a look, okay? hungpozfucker: deal About an hour later, Kevin heard a knock on his door. His heart was pounding, and his cock immediately resumed it's rock-hard status as he imagined what was on the other side of the door. Kevin let his new poz 'friend' into his living room. An awkward pause followed, but then the visitor took over. "I'm Bret. I guess I'll just break the ice," he introduced himself; and then casually pulled his shorts down revealing the longest and thickest soft cock Kevin had ever seen. "Oh my God," Kevin said as his mouth dropped. "Go ahead and touch it, it's okay. You can't get nothing by just feeling it." That was all the permission Kevin needed. He quickly got on his knees and inspected the beautiful cock as he slowly caressed it and felt it harden in his hands. "How big is it?" Kevin asked. "About 9.5 inches. Probably too big to fit in your hole anyway," Bret said half-smiling to himself. Kevin's cock was throbbing again. He continued to stroke Bret's enormous piece as it got fully hard. "Why don't you give it a little kiss since you like it so much?" Bret said while smirking. Kevin was scared, but too aroused to care at this point. He starting softly kissing the massive cock in front of him from the tip to the base, and back up to the tip. "Good, now give it a french kiss," Bret instructed. Kevin hesitated for a moment, but gave in to the urge and licked his tongue around the thick headed mushroom tip. After just a couple of seconds, he decided to just give up on the "kissing" and starting to go down on Bret's cock. "That's it," Bret assured him "suck that cock you've been wanting for soo long." Kevin tried desperately to fit the entire cock in his mouth, but could barely get past half. He kept trying with all earnest. After a few minutes, he stood up to take his shirt, jeans and underwear off, while Bret finished taking the rest of his clothes off. "Get back on that cock," Bret urged him. Kevin quickly obliged and sucked as hard and far down as he could. "Oh fuck yeah, use lots of spit. Make my dick as wet as you can like you want me to fuck your ass using your spit for lube," Bret insisted. Somewhere in the back of his head, Kevin was afraid; but the fear was somehow feeding the intense arousal he felt as well. He imagined this big tool being forced into him; and all he could do was continue to suck and apply as much spit onto the cock in his mouth as possible with each lick and suck, while he slowly tugged on his own cock. "Yeah, I knew you would surrender to my cock, that's it," Bret was smiling to himself knowing that he had won his prize. "Mmmmmmm" was all Kevin could muster to say as he gobbled and slobbered all over the cock he was worshiping. "Get on all fours now," Bret demanded. Kevin was both nervous and ecstatic to hear this. He was finally gonna get the cock he wanted; and any thoughts of Bret's HIV status were completely forgotten now. "Oh god, fuck me, please!" Kevin begged. "First things first," and then Bret licked at the tight little boi hole in front of him, "I need to make sure you're nice and wet to take this." Kevin already felt an orgasm building, and nearly came just from the wonderful tongue-fuck his ass was receiving. "Are you sure you want this now?" Bret asked, confident of the answer to follow. "Yeah!" Kevin said nearly interrupting the question, " fuck my ass with your big cock!" "You're ready for your first poz cock to attack your ass?" Bret clarified. Kevin didn't care anymore. All he knew was that he needed to get fucked by this cock. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me!" Bret forced his thick headed tip into Kevin's tight hole, and with some effort had the first few inches inside. "OH MY GOD!" Kevin yelled, "it's so fucking big. Oh, fuck!" Bret continued to press until he was mostly inside. Kevin felt a pleasure unlike any he had felt before, even as his ass was stretched ever more open, and Bret's magnificent cock slid deeper into Kevin, certainly more deeply than any other cock had done so before. Kevin nearly fainted from the simultaneous pleasure and pain his ass was feeling, but after a few glides in and out, he got used to it; and then the pleasure took over and sent Kevin into pure ecstasy. "You like that huh?" Bret asked. "Oh fuck yeah" Kevin panted out. "Tell me you want me to poz your ass." Bret said as he thrust all the way into Kevin. "OH FUCK! Yeah man, poz my ass!" Kevin could barely mutter as his ass was assaulted with deep punishing thrusts. "Do what?" Bret asked. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin answered. Bret smiled to himself. He had his new cocklover right where he wanted him. "Do what?" he asked again, smiling to himself. "POZ MY ASS" Kevin blurted even louder. Kevin was completely under Bret's control; and was trying not to cum as he felt the big cock owning him. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin again yelled. "Okay," Bret answered, "get ready for my poz cum to explode in your ass!" Brett quickened his pace as Kevin started stroking. Brett started to unload; and Kevin felt his ass getting slippery and started shooting his cum onto the floor. Brett grabbed Kevin's waste tighter and fucked as hard and deep as he could as he unloaded into Kevin's hole. Kevin suddenly remembered Bret was poz and found himself panicked as he realized he was getting a poz load blasted into him. The panic turned into excitement; and Kevin continued to cum, shooting a huge load onto the floor as Bret continued to cum deep inside Kevin. It was the most intense orgasm Kevin ever felt, and he could not believe how much cum was being shot into him. "Oh fuck!" Kevin yelped as he felt one final jab of Bret's huge dick shove into him. "There ya go," Bret whispered. "Finally got what you wanted." Kevin felt a strange sense of relief and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing. I never came so hard," Kevin confided. "Be careful what you wish for," Bret thought to himself. They both managed to stumble to Kevin's bed, where they then passed out from exhaustion.

Back in 2019, shortly after I started advertising as trans on Grindr, I met a charming guy, white, mid 40s, about 6'4, rather athletic for his age and allegedly packing 8 inches. No mention of HIV. He was quite assertive and no-nonsense while chatting, basically giving me a date and location (his place) and getting me to commit. I committed. His pics weren't embellished, he was an attractive guy and I quickly got horny upon arriving at his place. After he undressed his shirt, I noticed he had a biohazard tattoo on his right upper arm; I knew what that implied, so I asked him if he was poz. He said yes, but not to worry because he was on meds. That startled me a bit, so I further inquired where he got it from. He said, eh, not really sure, probably some ladyboy in Bangkok. I loved how casual he was about it, like, yeah I'm just gonna tell you I bareback random hookers in Thailand and now I have HIV, whatever. Still, I was unsure about the whole thing; we had agreed on anal, but neither of us liked condoms, so he suggested I could also blow him as long as I swallowed. I knew even unmedicated poz loads were fairly safe to swallow, so why not. I could tell he was making me work for it, but eventually a nice warm load hit my throat and I swallowed as instructed. "See, tastes just like the regular stuff", he said. I chuckled while trying to get my own erection under control. He motioned for me to get dressed and leave, and in the process of me doing that asked: "Are you available same time tomorrow?" As if he was booking an escort. I answered in the affirmative and he said, "Great, same location. See you then." He clearly knew how to talk to a tranny bottom. Of course I agreed. This went on for a week or two, sometimes a few days apart from each other; Show up, have a drink, swallow poz cum, leave. Perfect date, right? I kinda stopped worrying about the poz thing, too. One day while I was milking his cock, he instructed me to stop and lie on my back as he wanted to cum on my body. Okay. Well, he hadn't specified exactly where; as it turned out, my genital area was the target location. I was really too horny to protest, but now I had a cock lubed with poz cum and he told me to jerk off onto his sheets. I obliged, feeling his cum covering my glans as I masturbated. It drove me wild and I came in about 10 seconds. Then post nut clarity struck and I felt really awkward. But not completely turned off either. He picked up on that and asked: "So, how do you feel now?" "Kinda stupid, but also sexy?" He chuckled. "That's good to hear. Now get cleaned up before it gets all sticky. Same time on Friday, see you then." On Friday, he wanted another body shot, but this time told me to go into doggy. I could see where this was going and positively anticipated it this time. He came all over my ass, spread my cheeks and rubbed his poz cum all around my pussy, not really venturing inside, but covering the outside area. Then he jerked me off, which again didn't take very long, "Still feeling good about it?" he asked. "My big head tells me to say no, but my little head says yes ..." He laughed. "Alright. Same time tomorrow, and this time you'll be getting bred." I was debating whether to be a no-show for our next date since it was getting a bit out of hand, but he had been quite good about easing me into it and besides, if he really was on meds, even bottoming wasn't a realistic infection risk. Also, I had started getting into poz porn lately for some inexplicable reason and the whole thing turned me on way too much. So I showed up. That date went as clinically as the other ones, except this time he lubed me up and penetrated my pussy instead of my mouth. His size was a little uncomfortable, but that just added to the experience I guess. He took his sweet time and made sure to violate my insides a little before giving me my gift. After about 15 minutes, I could feel his cock contract; seeded by poz cum, in my ass, as a fully willing participant. I was horny out of my mind and enjoying the afterglow while he was already cleaning up. When I came down from my cloud, I was curious though and asked him: "Do you get off on trying to get me pozzed?" He thought for a moment and responded: "Not really, but I do enjoying pushing people's boundaries and you have been most compliant. Why do you ask? Are you craving the poz?" "I don't think so, but the risk clearly turns me on. Though I don't know how much of a risk there really is with you." "What if I told you I'm not actually on meds?" My heart sank for a moment. "I had considered that possibility. So, are you or are you not?" He smirked. "Tell you what. You really have no way of confirming whether I take my meds or not. So I'll leave that up to your imagination. But if you keep coming here to get your fix, you should understand that I might be shooting real loads, not blanks, and I want to hear no crying if you don't like your test result some day. That said, same time Tuesday. And bring those hooker boots you wore on Friday, those look sexy on you." I suppose right then would've been a good time to be responsible and bail, but unfortunately I'm a bit of a reckless degenerate and was really into it at this point, so I came back. About 30 more times. A few times he had a friend with him and I didn't even bother asking about his status. (Un)Fortunately, as it turned out, he spent part of the year in Thailand (go figure) and departed to there at some point, promising to get back to me after his return, but never did. No idea what happened to him. And while he didn't end up literally pozzing me, he definitely pozzed my mind up real good. Those cravings might never go away at this point.

21. Steven moved Blake out of the way and started to run his fingers around the base of the plug. He was trying to work them inside me too. Slowly he pressed his lube slick fingers in, pulling my hole open around the plug. I groaned as one slipped in. It felt impossible that I was this open but all the abuse had made it possible. My hole just gave way to the new assault and soon Steven had two fingers slipping in and out of me next to the plug. They had been serious about destroying me. Then he was pulling the plug out of me. I felt empty as the snake like toy fell from my hole. I could tell that I was open and gaped. Mercifully though I was not empty long. Steve’s fingers quickly returned to my hole. He easily slid four fingers inside me, twisting them around. He splayed them, pushing the edges of my hole further apart still. Two fingers from his other hand slipped in next to his twisting fingers. I moaned as he pulled me open. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Blake still naked and hard with a phone in his hand recording Steve working my ass open. He grinned when he realized I had seen him. “Focus on me,” Steve said, and started to push a single spear shaped hand into my hole. I took a deep breath. Steve pulled his hand from my hole and then pushed back in, matching my breath. Each time it felt like a little more of his hand slipped in. “We’re at the widest point now, a few more breaths and you’ll have my whole hand in your cunt. You want that don’t you?” “Yes! Please. Fist me.” “Deep breath, and then let it out real slowly.” He relaxed the pressure on my hole, backing his hand off. As I breathed in again he started once more to push, the pressure mounting. I held my breath for a moment, and then very slowly let it out. Then it happened. My hole gave way. The knuckle of his thumb burst inside me, and suddenly he was wrist deep inside me. I was being fisted. Something half way between a scream and a moan burst from my lips as my hole expanded further than ever before. My soft tender guts were not split apart with the rough skin of Steve’s hand. Tight in its cage my cock throbbed and a big thick spurt of cum pumped from out onto my balls. It was the most extraordinary feeling. “Good job, your cunt looks so good wrapped around my wrist.” “Fuck,” was all I could moan back. “I’m going to fuck you now,” Steve said in a calm voice. He pulled his hand back slowly, pulling against the taught muscles of my hole. My body opened around his hand again, and tried unsuccessfully to snap back around his fingers as they slipped out. I could feel myself gape, I knew that my guys were exposed by my slack hole. Then the fingers were back. They once more forced me open. This time it was easier, my body knew what to do. My hole opened around Steve’s invading fingers, spread wide for the knuckle and let his fist inside me once more. Again a guttural sound was forced out of my as my hole was invaded. I shook a little. Steve didn’t pause this time. Slowly and deliberately he pulled his hand from my hole, then at the same pace he forced it back inside me. With each new level of sluttiness or width of stretched there came a moment of being lost, where my whole body, my whole life, seemed to slip away and all that I was was a hole. As Steve’s hand truly began to fuck me, all be it slowly at first, I found myself drifting away. My hole, and his hand were the only important things in the world. I forgot about Blake and the camera, I forgot about the cage on my cock, I forgot about Mike leading me down this path, all I could think about was the hand pushing inside my guts again and again. I was once more a blathering idiot, spewing an incoherent slur of fucks, yes’s, and use mes. Steve was picking up the pace, and Blake was filming the whole thing. He was not shooting over Steve’s shoulder looking down at my trashed hole. As Steve’s pace increased and my hole became more and more slack I felt a pressure building inside me. It wasn’t quite like an orgasm building, but similar. In the put of my stomach a hard mass was forming, pushing down against my guts as they were penetrated and stretched. Yet it wasn’t painful, it was that coming up to the edge of a cliff feeling, that moment where the pleasure tips just to this side of pain, and then, my cock erupted. This time, however, it wasn’t cum. Piss sprayed out of my cock in one long spurt. I tried to stop, tried to cover myself, but Steve stopped me with his free hand. “No, that’s how a bottom like you cums when he’s being fisted,” Steve said, “your body needs it, let it out.” He let go of my hand, and punched his fist into me a few more times. I basically screamed, my body going limp, and spurt after spirt of piss spewed from my cock. Steve and I were both covered when my bladder was finally fucked empty. I was panting, as piss dripped off my body onto Steve’s desk. He didn’t care so neither did I. Slowly, he pulled his hand from my hole with a wet flop. “Fuck, you did so well,” Steve said, leaning forward to kiss me. “That was amazing,” Blake added. “How does your hole feel?” “Fucking destroyed,” I responded. “Your cunt looks so good, gaped and red, with a little drop of cum leaking out of it.” “Thank you Sir.” “Do you think you can take some more?” “What do you have in mind Sir?” “Before your hole starts to tighten up,” he moved to the chair and sat down, “come sit on my cock and we’ll get one more load in you before sending you home.” “Fuck yes,” I said, and got off the desk as quick as my sore legs would let me. I straddled my boss and sat down. It took nothing to slide him inside me, my loose hole opened wide and his thick cock slid in. We both let out an appreciative groan as my warm guts enveloped his hard cock again. Blake was soon behind me, I had guessed this was where it was going, and pressed his cock into me too. The three of us breathed as one, as they fucked me again. I was a rag doll at this point, worn down and tired, my hole stretched wide once more. I was begging them to use me, to pump me full of their cum. They soon both obliged me, and I was once more treated to the sensation of hot sperm being pumped inside my hole. This time, however, I was so slack that it was hard to keep it in. It was worth it though to have experience then destruction they wrought on my hole. That was the end of our day, they helped me up. We got dressed, all kissed at the door, and headed out of the office at just after five. I felt like I couldn’t walk right. I gave up on the train and called a car home. I don’t think I said much of anything to the driver, I was in such a daze the whole way. When I got home Mike was sitting on the couch naked apart from his cage. I stripped at the door, and walked over to where he sat. I straddled his lap, and kissed him deep as a greeting. “What was that for?” He said grinning, his hands holding my bare ass cheeks. “Showing me the way.” “What happened to you today?” “Feel my hole and see if you can guess.” Mike’s hand traveled from my cheeks to my wet abused cunt, and his fingers slipped in. “Fuuuuuck,” he groaned, probing the edges of my gaping hole, “you’re fucking destroyed. Did you get fisted or something.” I kissed him again, “By my boss.” “Jesus, I love the new you.” “Me too,” I paused, “I don’t want my key back. I don’t need to wait till the end of the week. I want to be like this forever.” “I guessed that would be your decision.” Now it was his turn to kiss me. “Come on pig, I’m going to open you back up and fist you myself.” This is where our story ends - at least for now. I hope you all enjoyed and I'm happy to have inspired a few of you to dust off your cages and lock up. Remember, there is freedom in giving up your cock and becoming a hole - give in.

It totally turns my crank and I would love to find myself in the middle of a real life father son scene. It’s so make my cock hard. My fiancé and I live in Northern Idaho and I understand that there may be a real life father son couple near us. I would gladly drive a distance for an evening with those guys. That would totally rock my world.

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The game got out of control - Part 7 (A nice, horny day) I was exhausted with the world and dog-tired, but that is also very clear, because I had been awake for 28 hours now. I looked for a place to sleep in Frank and Simon's apartment, and found it in their bedroom while the others were still partying in the living room. But sleep was not really an option, because my thoughts were playing tricks on me. I was totally turned on by the idea of getting fucked and getting cum up my asshole, at the same time I was still disgusted by it. I tossed and turned, and the butt plug pinched my bum, making me think of the next fuck with every movement. At some point, it must have been around 10 a.m., I actually managed to fall asleep. I didn't notice anything until 3 p.m., I was so exhausted. I usually never get 5 hours of sleep. When I woke up I felt somehow reborn, only when I put on the terrible but awesome memory of last night came. The butt plug pushed in again, and the pain reappeared, but at the same time as the pain my cock got up again. I was horny. But my brain sent me the signals that I should finally google for the term POZ, only my cell phone was at home, as always on the game evenings. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I looked around the bedroom and saw how Frank, Simon and Dominik slept spooned into each other. Well, the bed was big enough for 4 people with 2.20 meters by 2.20 meters. I got up slowly, as if drunk, only that I hadn't had any alcohol, and staggered into the kitchen, where I finally met Matteo. The first thing Matteo didn't notice when I came into the kitchen was he was so absorbed in typing something on his cell phone. I spoke to him: “Hi, you, Matteo, can I use your cell phone for a moment? My cell phone is at home. " "Do you want to call your wife to pick you up?" He asked me. "No, I will stay a little longer, I just want to google something." Was my answer. "So so." He said with a grin, "what do you want to know?" "I just wanted to find out what the POZ is all about." I blushed deep red when I answered. Matteo avoided me and instead said: "You are not really awake yet, come shower with me first, and clean up your sloppy bum, and then you can have a coffee." I was confused, why did Matteo avoid me, did I ask the wrong question? So we took a shower first, Matteo took care of my back and my rectal area. Suddenly and with force he pulled the butt plug out of me, I could have screamed, but didn't do it so as not to wake the others. Everyone can imagine what happens when the plug is pulled out of the cunt at high speed ... ... right, my asshole was blooming, and tons of pink sperm ran out of me. Matteo then took a silver tube with 5 holes, which was attached to a hose, and inserted it into his hole, as I learned a little later, it was an anal shower. So he put the anal shower in and turned on the water. He counted 21, 22, 23 ... to 30, so 10 seconds, then he turned the water off again, held it in for a short time and crouched over the drain of the shower cubicle. Clear water came out of him. He then said to me: "If your asshole is as clean as mine, you come into the kitchen, but first you fuck me, your cock still has to get small." I had a big question mark on my face, I'd never fucked anyone in the ass before, and now should I? "On your left is the special lubricant, take some of it on my cunt and some on your cock, and then finally push it into my starving hole!" "Uuuuhhhaaa !!!!" I started to groan while pushing in, the hole was tight. "Yes, come on, fuck me!" Cried Matteo "I can't hold out for long, you're so tight, Matteo." I groaned. I really only managed to pump into that hole 5 or 6 times then my cock literally exploded. "That's good, now we wash the lout again, and then ..." said Matteo when I interrupted him. "So what???" "Then your cock will be in the cage for today." Matteo gave him an evil grin. No sooner said than done, my cock was locked away faster than I could see. "And now clean your cunt, then use the special gel, and slide the plug up your ass again, and come into the kitchen!" It was 4 p.m. when I came out of the bathroom, Matteo was waiting for me in the kitchen with a freshly brewed coffee. He checked briefly whether the plug was properly seated, then he said: “Unfortunately I have to go quickly to buy something for the party tonight.” Almost casually when going out he said: “Oh, before I forget it, the postman might ring the bell and have a package for Simon. Please do not wake Simon and receive it. " "Wait a minute!" I was too late, the door was already closed. Ohhhh, where did I maneuver myself into? I had nothing to wear and was supposed to open the mail for the postman ... At that very moment the doorbell rang, of course it was the postman ... ... as I was told, I let the postman into the house and he came trudging up the stairs to our third floor. I opened the apartment door just a little crack and peeked out, he didn't look too bad, but I didn't want to present myself naked to him either. “Parcel for Mr. Simon Müller.” Said the parcel delivery man "Um yes, just put it in front of the door." Was my statement. "Unfortunately that doesn't work, I still need your signature." Said the parcel carrier finally. So I had to open the door and show myself to the postman, what crap. “But you are not Simon Müller, I know him. What's your name? ”He asked with a grin and scrutinized me. "I, I am, I am Benjamin Voight," I stuttered. Oh, I was embarrassed ... “Nice, Benjamin, and as I can see you are a little cum horny cunt. GET ON YOUR KNEES AND SUCK MY TAIL !!! "he roared, I probably had no other choice. "YES! MAKE HIM BEAUTIFULLY HARD AND WET! " I did my best, and with a tail of about 19cm in your mouth you can't disagree anyway. I was so ashamed, in the middle of the door frame I knelt in front of a goddamn cock and sucked it, the whole house, 3 parties per floor and that on 4 floors. There are 11 foreign parties, hopefully there were no children in the house ... Come up, spread your legs and support yourself in the door frame, I want to see your hot asshole! " I did as ordered, without resistance or reply, I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible. "I think I have to first remove the plug from your cunt so that I can fuck and inseminate you!" He said it, and he did it immediately, a man of clear statements and deeds. Immediately after the plug was out, he pushed his rock-hard latte into my tortured asshole, and fucked me mercilessly for 10 minutes until he had a loud orgasm. He pulled his pants up again and said while walking downstairs: "I hope to see you again soon, Benjamin, you little sperm pig:" I felt so humiliated to be exposed so publicly, but my cunt was itching again and wanted more cock. Will I get some more cocks tonight? And more sperm? POZ-Cum? And what will Matteo say when he comes back and smells the sperm from the postman on me? These questions will be answered next time ... Sequel follows...