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Chapter 2 – Things get intense In Chapter 1, I describe meeting up with Philip. He’s older and has a great play space in his basement. We’ve smoked up, played in each other’s holes, and now he has brought in his husband, Ralph. Ralph plunged the dildo in and out of my ass. He’d take it all the way out before shoving it back in. My hole was being violated by a guy that I had just met. Ralph looked over at Philip and said, “We need to get this pig on the cross”. I had never used a St Andrews cross. They helped me out of the sling and led me over to the cross in the corner. It was mounted on a stand, so they moved it out into the room. They had me face the cross and attached my arms, legs, and waist to the straps. Next, Ralph decided that he needed to smoke some, so he lit the pipe and started blowing clouds. He blew the clouds at my face and around my ass. He and Philip would shotgun, too, passionately making out. All the while, I was bound to the cross, unable to move my arms or legs. Finally, Ralph had enough T. He put down the pipe but picked up the bag. He selected a shard and spread my ass open to insert it in my hole. Again, the burn felt awesome. This must have been a big shard since it took a longer time to melt. Meanwhile, both Ralph and Philip were playing with my ass and cock, tweaking my nipples, and feeling me up. Ralph walked over to the toys and picked one out. He looked at Philip and said, “Think he can take the big Mordax?”. Philip nodded yes. The toy was huge and heavily ribbed. I hoped that Ralph would take it slow. Ralph lubed it up and knelt behind me. He spread my ass open with one hand and used the other to guide the dildo to my hole. Philip came around and shoved the poppers under my nose. I took a few hits as I felt the toy slowly invade my ass. He got it in pretty far, but my position on the cross limited access. Ralph even had Philip hold my ass open, but the standing position wasn’t allowing for full penetration, so they took me back to the sling. Once settled in the sling, Ralph lubed up the Mordax and began the penetration. This toy felt wonderful. Between the size, the ridges, and the hot guy shoving it in me, I was in a sexual frenzy. I reached down and felt the balls of the toy resting against my hole, letting me know that it was all the way inside me. Ralph punished my hole with the toy. He drove it in and out of me with wild abandon. After fucking me for a while with Mordax, Ralph decided he wanted to get his cock in me. His cock had been hard and dripping while he was toying with my ass, so now he was ready to fuck. He didn’t need any lube but just lined his cock up with my hole, leaned forward, and slid it in. Even with toys and fists inside me, the best feeling is having a hard cock in my ass. Ralph knew how to fuck. He’d vary the speed and the depth and would move around so that he hit different parts of my ass. We both used some poppers during the fuck, which turned us both into rutting beasts. Ralph slowly pulled his cock out of my ass and Philip slid his hand in. It went in with no resistance since my ass was well-opened. This time, he spent more time working my second hole. He would stroke it and slowly poke a finger into my colon. Then, he’d withdraw and start all over again. While he was working deep inside me, I took a hit of poppers and soared to new levels of pig heaven. Knowing that a sexy man was opening my deepest recesses was so alluring to me. I reached back and grabbed my ass, spreading it wide for his hand. Philip was an assplay master, and I was putty in his hands. After an amazing fisting session, we took a break to rehydrate and relax. Ralph kept stroking my hole and sticking his fingers in while we were resting. He said, “I really want to breed your ass”. It sounded good to me, so we moved back over to the cross. This time, after they secured my limbs and waist, Philip slipped a blindfold over my eyes. Now, I was tied up and blindfolded and fully at the mercy of these two guys that I had just met. First, one of them spread my ass cheeks open and inserted a finger, which they rubbed around inside my ass. The burning that followed told me that I had just been given another booty bump. Then I heard one of them say, “This might hurt a little at first, but I’ll go easy. If it’s too much, just say “tomato””. After that, I felt the thwack of a flogger on my back. He was going easy on me, which was especially good since Philip and I hadn’t discussed any pain play. It was all OK with me, and I had a safe word if it got too intense. My back was lightly flogged, then he moved down to my ass. My hole was burning and twitching from the bump, and the flogger was a great addition. The flogger moved back up, and I felt a lubed dildo at my hole. It was shoved in, and I realized that it was a butt plug. My hole was happier since it was filled. The flogging stopped, and they started rubbing my back and ass with lotion. From the smell, it seemed to have some coconut oil in it. It felt great on my skin, and they massaged my back and ass. They would regularly spread my ass open and twist the butt plug around. They also took it out and reinserted it a few times. It was erotic to not have any clue who was doing what to me or what would come next. They both moved away, and I was left waiting for the next experience. I was wriggling around on the cross. While I couldn’t move my limbs, the strap around my waist was looser, so I could move my pelvis around. This made the butt plug shift position inside me. I heard the click of the torch and smelled the chemical odor as more T was being consumed. “Open”, I heard. I opened my mouth, and the pipe was inserted. I didn’t need to be told what to do next and took a huge hit. I held it as long as I could and could feel my heart racing from the drugs and the excitement. I was given the pipe several more times and had a few shotguns, too, so I was flying high. I heard them walk away again. All I could do was wait and try to discern what was going on from sounds around me. I heard them talking in the next room over but couldn’t make out the words. I heard footsteps and smelled the poppers bottle under my nose. I took a few hits, and then the plug was pulled out of my ass. Immediately, it was replaced with a hard cock. I moaned in pleasure as the cock invaded my ass. On the cross, I could only squeeze my ass muscles against the cock and make a few small movements, so the fuck was being controlled by the top. The best thing for me to do was just enjoy the fuck. That guy stepped away, and the other pushed into my hole. I didn’t know if it was Ralph or Philip who fucked me first, but it didn’t matter. The second guy was a more frenetic fucker, with short, fast strokes. It wasn’t long before he shot his load in my ass. He left his cock in me for a while, then slowly withdrew. The other cock slid in and fucked the cum around inside my ass. With a push that sent his cock deep, the other guy bred my ass. He stayed inside, making short strokes while his cock recovered. He seemed to be staying hard after cumming and was still working my hole. Then, he pulled out, and the butt plug went back in. They walked away again, leaving me panting and cum filled.

As I awoke the next day I knew I wanted to avoid the poz tattoo guy. I’d been thinking of him as a friend, but I was now disillusioned with myself and the evil influence he had become on me. I rented a car and went hiking in Joshua Tree National Park. The fresh air, exercise, and sunshine were exhilarating after so many nights in the clubs and so much idle time lounging in a pool chair. I was also very glad of the alcohol break. By mid afternoon I had covered a good distance and was deep into the park away from any roads. I hadn’t seen anyone in the last hour and a half. Most of the hike I’d only been wearing khaki shorts, commando off course. I decided to slip out of those and for the next half hour loved the feel of the air on my semi erection and the sun on my active ass. I came around a huge bolder and almost fell over two young men having sex. I was practically on top of them so there was no chance to hide my arrival. The tall athletic blond was being fucked by the most gorgeous muscled black man. The contrast of their entangled skin tones was intoxicating. They stopped for a brief moment but saw my nakedness and semi relaxed and just decided to continued. By this point I had found my voice and apologized. As I went to move away the black man said; “No need. Stay and watch if you want. Better still, why don’t you join us?” By this point I was fully erect. I couldn’t have walked away if I’d wanted to. And I didn’t want to. The black man kept fucking as I kissed each of them. He asked, “My ass sure could use some attention, do you eat ass?” That was all the invitation I needed. And what a sweet ass I discovered. It was a bit challenging to figure out the rhythm of his movements, but I was happy to experiment. I got so turned on that without thinking I stood, and my raw cock easily slid into his winking hole. He accepted the sandwich fuck for a few minutes before I heard his voice. “That feels fucking awesome, are you in me raw?” His words broke me from my lustful trance. I quickly pulled out. “Fuck man, I’m sorry. Your ass is so inviting, I got carried away. Sorry.” “Again. No need. As long as you’re clean I've been craving a raw bone. I’m getting close and you almost had me over the edge. Sorry I said anything, help me out here man.” I shouldn’t have. But I pushed back in. “Oh man, that feels so good. Oh yeah … I’m … loosing it … filling this rubber.” His ass contractions yanked me over the edge, and I was breeding his ass with my toxic load. Breathlessly; “Holy shit man, did you just breed me. Fucking awesome, I’ve never been bred before.” When we were disentangled, and I was watching the black man remove the full condom from his massive cock the blond spoke up. “How soon can you regenerate? I’ve never been bred either, looks like this might be my lucky day.” I was too embarrassed to fess up the truth right away and before I finished dithering with my answer the black hunk spoke while stroking his meat which was already back to full attention. “Well, I regenerate fast and I’d love to return the favor.” I couldn’t stop myself from presenting my ass to his mouth. He spat a few times in my hole and I sat on his raw prestigious black club. It took some time to get it all in, and a while for the pain to subside, but oh it was worth the effort. My attention was so consumed by the painful pleasure my ass was receiving that I didn’t notice the blond guy moving his ass onto my raw bone. My brain was now yelling at me ‘STOP THIS, STOP IT RIGHT NOW’, but the sandwich fuck and the pleasure sounds from the other two drowned out my conscience. All too soon the black man was shouting out his delight. “Fucking A man, I’m breeding your Lilly white ass.” His orgasm was so powerful he'd not needed to say a word. His orgasmic energy shot directly through my ass and groin; I was stealthing my second unsuspecting victim within ten minutes of each other. The blond was the first to speak; “Holy shit man, that was the most awesome fuck of my life. I’m never going to want a condom fuck again.” “Me neither, I’m so glad you’re clean.” My mind was racing. I wanted to tell them the truth, but I also had no idea how they would react. I was too far from help if they lost it on me and beat me to a pulp. So I said; “Thanks guys. This was totally unplanned. I’m so glad we all got loaded. Fuck your cum feels great in my ass. But I need to get going.” My feet couldn’t carry me away fast enough. I was so rattled with myself that I didn’t even put my shorts on to get to the rental car. Thankfully there was no one at the parking lot. In fact, I didn’t even notice I was naked until I got back to the hotel parking lot and went to get out of the car. I tried to get into my shorts but couldn’t manage behind the steering wheel. A quick checked proved the parking lot and street were empty so I rushed into and through the hotel lobby. The guy on the desk called after me; “You can’t do that; you’ll get the hotel in trouble.” As I dashed for my room I yelled back; “Sorry”. To get to my room I had to go by the pool. The pool boy was chatting with poz tattoo guy. I really wasn’t in the mood to be seen by either of them so continued my rush to my room. Once inside I collapsed on the bed and tried to calm my breathing and brain. Five minutes later there was a gentle tap at my door. Greeting me on the other side when I peaked out was the pool boy with concern on his face. “You okay? You looked upset when you went by the pool.” “Um, shit, come on in.” “If you don’t want company, that’s okay. I just wanted to be sure you are okay.” “That’s so sweet of you, thanks. No. Yes, I’m fine. Come on in. I’d love your company.” We sat facing each other naked, cross legged on the bed. “Do you want to talk about it.” His sweet compassionate voice. I hesitated for a moment and decided to tell him a slightly altered story. Actually, I told him much of the real story, just not my status and the accidental stealthing I had allowed in the heat of the moment. I told him about coming upon the hot couple fucking during my hike. I led him to believe my upset was that I had allowed another guy to bareback me this week. He was incredibly compassionate, and our naked bodies were soon entwined. He kissed away my tears and we were both fully hard. We 69ed for a bit and he asked if I wanted to fuck him. I suited my raging cock, and we were deeply and passionately making love. I was no where near ready to cum and my cock went limp falling out of him. He gently asked; “Do you want me to fuck you?” I nodded, he suited up and was quickly sliding into my cum lubed ass. “That feels good.” he said. “I’m embarrassed to admit it but it does feel good.” “What’s it like?” “What do you mean?” “To have a guy cum in you?” “Again, I’m embarrassed, but I really do love it. It feels amazing. And to walk away knowing you have his cum in your ass. It’s special, like nothing else I can imagine.” “But aren’t you worried?” “Of course, I am. That’s why I was so upset. (I thought to myself, ‘Another lie.’) But it feels so good; I find myself craving more. Fuck! I shouldn’t confess that.” Tentatively he asked; “Like mine, do you want me to breed my cum into your ass?” “Absofuckinlutely! Oh fuck! Sorry, that was too much. Sorry.” “Well at least I know what you think.” “Honestly, I would love you to slip off that condom and continue to make love to me. Would you do that for me? Please.” “I don’t think I should.” “No, you’re right. It would be too risky ” I could feel his cock twitching in my ass and a grin had spread across his face. “I get it though. Even the thought of entering you bareback makes me more horny. I’d love to be raw inside you right now. Would you let me do that, just this once?” “Just once, maybe just the tip?” He pulled out, removed the condom and teased my hole with his bare cock head. The look of sexual hunger on his face was amazing. I was afraid I would shoot another load as I watched his tip and felt it penetrate me. With just the tip inside he said with awe in his voice. “That feels amazing! You are so hot and wet in there. I don’t think I can stop from going deeper.” ‘Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” As he pushed in halfway; “Oh fuck, This is amazing. Are you sure you are okay with this?” “Never been more sure in my life.” He proceeded to balls deep and then passionately kissed me. “Make love to me please. Don’t stop now.” I pleaded. He and his raw cock made love to me for the next hour. We tried every position we could imagine. Every time his raw cock slid into me I was afraid I’d shoot my load. We were in missionary looking deeply into each eyes;. “I want to cum inside you. I’m so close. Would that be okay?” “Yes please, fill me with your seed. I want it so bad.” Two more powerful pumps and he was howling his orgasm. I’d been edging for so long my first blast went in my eye. My second blast hit the wall. I couldn’t believe I’d already cum a couple times earlier in the day, there was so much volume. For the next half hour we enjoyed a wonderful cuddle. Then he went down on my limp cock quickly bringing it back to full attention. As he straddled my body he brought my raw cock to his hole; “I think it is my turn. If I’m going to take a chance and bareback I want it to be with you. I really want to experience skin to skin with you.” Much as I was enjoying this and wanted to be in him raw I knew I couldn’t. And I wasn’t ready to tell him why. I just calmly explained; “Sorry. No that’s not going to happen. I’m spent. You saw how much and how far it shoot. I’m done, please understand.” He did and we cuddled the rest of the night away with tender pillow talk. I began to fear I was falling in love with this gentle soul. At the same time I began to fear I was being unfaithful to David. I kept these worries to myself. We both drifted off to sleep and awoke hungry at about 2 a.m.. We hooped in my rental and he gave me directions to an all night diner. We ordered big plates and a jug of beer to share. It was here that the topic of conversation changed in a way I had least expected. He ask me; ‘Would you let that guy with the biohazard and scorpion tattoo fuck you?” “I shouldn’t confess this, but that would be so fuckin hot. I bet he’s an amazing top. I’ve heard HIV poz guys are outstanding in bed. I’d make him wear a condom of course.” I was lying again as you know. “Yeah, I’ve heard the same thing. In fact that’s what he said this afternoon by the pool. He’s been trying to land my ass all week. I must confess I’m tempted. But I don’t trust him, even if he agrees to wear a condom.” “You’re very wise.” “Yeah, thanks. ... But can I confess one more thing?” “Sure, anything.” “This is so bad though.” “Come on, you have to tell me now.” “Okay, okay, but don’t hate me.” “I said anything, I couldn’t hate you.” “Oh, you might with this secret fantasy." "I'm all ears. And it's just a fantasy. How bad could it be." "Oh, it's bad. I’ve been jerk off to this fantasy of him since he came to the hotel … ever since I saw his nasty tattoos. I have such a fuckin great orgasm everytime." He paused for quite a long time. "Go on" I gently encouraged. "I fantasize that he is safely fucking me. You know, wearing a condom and he manages to stealth his s poz load into my vulnerable ass. The danger of taking a chance , letting him trick me, breeding me his poz load and praying he doesn’t knock me up. Fuck man, I’m so hard right now just telling you about this.” To be continued ...

I don't often breed and tell, but I have to this time. A visitor from the Northeast hit me up on another site. We unlocked pics for one another and when I saw his pics my response was, "YAAAS LAWD!" He's bald, hairy all over (and NOT manscaped), uncut and with some roundness to him. So we hooked up this afternoon, as he was looking for someone to get him ready for a night at the bathhouse. When I meet him, he's attractive enough (that's not a particular criteria of mine though because if Quasimodo or the Elephant Man checked enough other boxes, their physical appearance wouldn't mean anything to me). We immediately stripped down. He was surprised that I was already hard as he sucked me for a bit. He'd told me in advance that it had been awhile since he got fucked, so he was really tight. I ate his hole out real good and he begged me to fuck him. Even though he had silicone lube on the bed, I managed to get in with just spit on my cock and the spit I had already pushed into his hairy hole as I was eating it. We started doggy style where I could see (and lick!) his hairy back. Then we switched to him on his left side with his right leg at an angle so we could kiss. As it often does, my first orgasm caught me by surprise. He got a huge load out of me. There's like a 30/70 chance that I can continue to fuck after cumming, but he beat the odds and I stayed hard. We went gay missionary and missionary with him riding me both face to face and back to front. He was quite juicy from the load I shot in him. If I hadn't been fucking him, I definitely could've gotten lost in his eyes when we were in missionary. I gave him two buttgasms, but had already told him that I would need to pee before I could cum again. At one point he said he left his body and needed a moment to gather himself. We didn't disconnect though! After I peed and he gave me some water to drink, we went back at it, this time with him on his stomach. It took a bit, but he got my second load in him. We weren't able to go for orgasm #3 because his host's dog needed to go for a walk and the host wasn't home yet. He wanted to be gaped and ready for other men to fuck him. And he was! He was also rather creamy inside... Bathhouse ended up being a bust, but I was definitely a huge check in the "relocate" column! We already agreed that if we lived closer, we would hookup regularly. And I let him know that I don't mind sloppy seconds, fifths or tenths! I also let him know that he's welcome to stay with me next time he visits. Even though I have a second bedroom, it doesn't have a bed in it, so he'll have to sleep with me. DARN!

That is so, so wrong - and so last century. My friend is a beautiful boy, who just happens to have a vagina.

My horny pussy waiting for the XXL sleazy fucker to slide it back in. He used my hole so well yesterday night! 🤩

Chapter 1 – Fun with an older man Philip and I were chatting on the web when we decided to meet up. He told me that he had a great play space in his basement. I prepped and headed over. We were both into partying and heavy ass play. Philip is older than me, at 71. Playing with older guys is often rewarding since they have years of experience and know what works well with another guy. He’s got a full head of grey hair and a close-cropped beard. Add in sparkling blue eyes, and he was quite handsome. We chatted briefly upstairs before heading down to his play space. There was a living room space where Philip said we could get undressed and relax as needed. We made out and felt each other up as we disrobed. Philip has a nice hairy body with a great cock and low hanging balls. He told me that he was versatile, as am I, so we could have lots of fun together. I’m 54, tall, with short brown hair and green eyes. I have a hairy chest and ass and a nice full bush with shaved balls. My cock is about 7” long. Philip asked if I wanted to try any of his gear on before we went into the playroom. I asked what he had, and he opened an armoire to show me his collection. He had lots of leather, and I selected a chest harness, while he chose a pair of briefs that had zippers in strategic spots, plus a chest harness. I was also wearing my red jockstrap. We decided to smoke before getting down to play. I had brought my stash, so we packed a pipe and started to blow clouds. While we were doing this, our hands were wandering. We’d also shotgun hits back and forth. Well spun, we walked to the door to his play space. He opened the door and turned on some low-level lighting. In the middle of the room was a sling, and in one corner, there was a St Andrew’s cross. There was an assortment of poppers and toys, too. Philip walked over to the sling and got settled in. With his feet in the stirrups, he unzipped his briefs in the rear, displaying his furry ass to me. I sat down in front of him and started to rim his hole. Rimming is a favorite activity for me, and it is exciting to see a guy respond to my tongue. His ass was great, with a good amount of fur around the hole and all over his ass. Then, I leaned back to play with his ass. I massaged his ass and tempted his hole with my fingers. It was still wet with spit from the rimming, so I’d occasionally slide a finger just inside him. There was no reason to rush as we had agreed to play all night. Philip was squirming in the sling, so I knew that he was ready for more. He had a nice selection of dildos from Topped Toys, and I selected a small Erebus dildo. Lubed it up, then started to penetrate his hole. He wanted a hit of poppers so that he was really flying when I inserted it all the way, so he broke open a new bottle and took a few hits. Then, I pushed the toy all the way into his ass. It went in easily. I fucked him with the toy for a while. He wanted to smoke some more so he held the toy in place while I went back out to the living room area to get the pipe and torch. It was hot to see him thrusting the dildo in and out of his ass when I got back. To smoke, I needed to be near his head. When I got there, he leaned over, pulled my jockstrap aside, and started to lick my balls and the head of my cock. Even though it was distracting (in the best possible way), I managed to get the pipe ready for us. We spent some time smoking, licking, and fondling before he wanted to get out of the sling. I helped him out and climbed in. The leather, warmed by his body, felt very sensual against my skin. Philip rimmed me for a bit. He was good at it and made my hole open for him. He grabbed one of his Deep Space toys and lubed it up. Before shoving it in me, I took a few hits of poppers and gave him a nod of approval. He shoved it in with a single stroke. My ass felt full, and the dildo was in deep. He fucked me with it using long strokes. Since it is smooth, the ride was awesome and had me wanting more. Philip took out the dildo and lubed up his hands. He was gentle but assertive as he drove his hand into my ass. Once inside, he flexed his hand, letting me feel the invasion of my hole. He knew how to fist a guy. With each passing moment, he was working deeper and deeper into me, and I felt his fingers at my second hole. He poked and prodded there, getting the tips of his fingers through. But he told me that he was going to wait to penetrate me any deeper. Philip worked his hand back to my entrance. He used the thickest part of his hand to open my hole. He’d pull almost all the way out, then sink back in up to his wrist. Repeating this motion had my hole getting wider and wider. Philip pulled his hand out, wiped it off, and found his stash. He selected a shard and inserted it into my ass. The burn as the shard melted was exhilarating. Of course, he knew that he’d get me well-spun with this. While it was taking effect, he fingered around my hole, occasionally dipping inside but not disturbing the shard. He asked me to reach down and spread my ass for him. I did, and he dove in with his tongue. My ass was extra sensitive from the previous activities, and getting tongue fucked by him felt great. He lubed his hands again while he was eating my ass. He leaned back and shoved his hand back in my ass, going deep this time. The invasion was awesome, and I started to move the sling back and forth on his arm. He let me drive for a while, then reached up to stop the motion of the sling. Philip pulled his hand all the way out and then sunk it right back in again. This always feels amazing, and tonight was no exception. He would flex his hand on the way out to let me really feel his hand rubbing my prostate, and I was leaking in my jock. He pulled out, relubed the Deep Space toy, and handed it to me. He said that he was going to go upstairs for a minute and that I should entertain myself while he was away. I had to scoot further down in the sling and get my legs a little higher so that I could dildo my ass. Once in the right position, I started fucking myself with his toy. When Philip returned, my head was thrown back in enjoyment, and my eyes were closed. I opened them when I heard him in the room and saw that he wasn’t alone. The other guy was clad in a leather vest, with a harness that went down to a cock ring and a pair of leather boots. He was wearing a hood to cover his face. Philip introduced him as Ralph, his husband. Then Ralph reached for the dildo in my ass and started to move it in and out.

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....

As a total Top I have thoroughly enjoyed reading through this thread knowing that many prefer a load in their cunt balls deep. I will start ejaculating my seed when I am balls deep, and I will not move a millimetre of my shaft until I have unloaded all the seed I have to dump on that occasion. Anything else is just fucking criminal, lol. I always grunt loudly throughout during the insemination too. What happens after can vary.... A butt plug to hold in, or a FFisting to push it in deeper.

This is my hole, it's in need of using

What I would imagine Dalton looks like: First time: At the pool party: Finally, after the boy is hooked with Tina:

I sometimes travel for business, mostly Chicago and Denver. I become a real cum dump when staying in hotels for business. I can't get enough. I find myself booking early flights to get to the hotel the day before just to be ass up, taking loads. I was headed to Denver for a few nights to get some work done. I packed my poppers, lube, my harness, a hood. I was ready for action in Denver. It's about 8 miles from downtown, a little of out of the way, but it's what I have to work with. No keycard for the hotel.... This last trip was no exception. I booked my trip a day early, early morning flight for an early checkin in my familiar hotel. Since it's a long flight I usually go the day before I need to be there as I am not going to fly all day and then go to work. I am long over that and have another reason, I want to get fucked and bred in my hotel. Day one: So I arrived at the hotel early, there was room available and before long I was prepped and ready. Ass up, dark room, ass clean and lubed and ready. I posted on Sniffies, updated my profile on Grindr, posted on BBRT. it wasn't long and I got a hit on one of those sites, a man was at my door, pushing the unlocked door open and sliding in my hole. I don't care, big cock, small cock, breed my hole. Fuck me good and hard and deep or just three pumps and dump your load. I want that load in me!! I am a cum whore, cum dump. I didn't get that much sleep that night, several guys bred me. I of course got the several no show's and those who ask for the address and then never to be heard from again. I of course don't get it, why they do that, but it's part of the game and you take the good with the bad. Some guys are jerks, others are great!! Day two: The next morning I got a couple loads from guys on their way to work, mostly just a pump and dump. I went to work with my ass full of cum. Loved every minute of it. That day I ended my work day early to retire to my hotel room before meeting my co-worker a little later for dinner. I long term fuck bud who tries to breed me every time I am in town hit me up and I met him at the hotel. He has a nice cock, asked me to be ass up, blindfolded and ready to take his cock in my holes. He came in, got undressed and fed me his cock. He likes to use my mouth and throat and I love it. Even know we know each other, he loved the blindfolded scene. He then slid around and fucked me deep, pounding two loads into me. Love it. Another young 31 year old came over right after to use my hole and dump his load, he did not work far away and just wanted to pump and dump, He was hard as rock and loved my daddy ass. He slapped and really used it. That was hot! He can dump in me anytime. A young lad came and dumped his load, I don't think he had much experience in fucking, but the mission was accomplished. I sucked him hard a couple times and the third time he got hard enough, he figured it out, he pumped his load into me. I went to dinner with 3 loads in me. Love sitting there with my co-worker knowing that the loads are swimming inside me. I of course rushed back to the hotel and was ass up again waiting. I have a pair of back zip shorts (they unzip in the rear) and they are part of my profile. A guy wanted to come in, unzip me, breed me, zip up and leave. I of course obliged. The next guy was memorable. He was begging to FUCK me. He wanted to talk dirty to me, degrade me, treat me like a slut, but he asked first. I am really not into that, I am a cum dump but I am not a "bitch". So I waited ass up for him to come. Same drill, door unlocked, me ass up in a dark room, waiting lubed up with several loads in my hole. He came in and gave me a real fucking. My hole got a good workout. It felt so good. He would pull all the way out, drive right back in. My hole was so fucking wet and slick. He bred me deep and then kept on fucking and you could feel it. He then asked if he could work out another load. Who am I to tell a guy no!! I think he will see me online the next time I am in town and do it again!! The next guy was HUGE. I don't have any trouble taking dick, this guy had one of the thickest, hardest cocks I can remember. I backed right up on it with my sloppy hole and let him go go to town. Another memorable breeding. He wanted to pump and dump his load in me. Any day I will bend over to take his cock. No need for lube, push it in me deep, give me your load!! Day three and four I was ass up any time I could be. I got to work late (taking morning loads) and stayed up at night for any chance to get bred. The young 31 year old came back to dump his load again. He wanted to watch others do the same, wanted to see me shared. There wasn't the opportunity but I am hoping the next time I am in town we can fulfill his request. I am all for it. I got four loads that night, the last one I could feel him fill me with a huge load and my ass felt great as he fucked me more after he came. It all becomes a blur after a while, ass up, waiting, door unlocked, next!! Several guys came into the dark room, dropped their pants, walked up behind me while I was ass up on the edge of the bed, slid into my ass, pumped their load into me, I never saw them or turned around. They got dressed and out the door they went. I was there to be used an filled with their cum. I loved every moment of it. Several guys ate my cum filled hole before breeding it. Loved it! I love my hole eaten, especially after it's filled with cum. As long as they then fill it again, I think its so hot!! All in all Denver was great, only a few no shows, two or three who could not cum or get hard enough to enter my sloppy hole but it was a success. I felt like I got what I wanted, having cum dumped into my hole I love being a cum dump, next stop Cleveland next week, then Chicago and Denver in January! Can't wait.

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!

Fuckin'☣️ink~! Friday December 29 to January 04, 2024. Dungeon @ Inn Leather FTL, FL No Load refused. You may have to buy a daypass to get in InnLeather. Cum on it s New Years Eve. Poppers welcum. No Drugs. Your favorite slut will be in town and looking to celebrate the holiday properly! Looking for TOPS ONLY this time around -- apologies to my fellow bottom pigs. In observance of the holiday, you're welcome to please wear your favorite MASK, gear, leather, costume, whatever you'd like! The following quote from Joe Gage's classic film, Heatstroke, sums up my feelings about good sex: "The best homosexual sex is anonymous, promiscuous, and public..."

Note: This is a work of fiction. Any relationship to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Enjoy the story. In the Cards I was cruising a website looking for some action when I became engaged in a discussion with another guy about card games and Russian roulette and the possibility of getting pozzed. I have always been interested in being a bottom among other bottoms and having random poz or neg guys breed me and then wait for the results. In my mind it is the ultimate chaser experience. The guy told me that he was getting a group four tops and four bottoms together—neg bottoms and neg and poz tops for a breeding session involving selection by a deck of cards. At least one top in the group would be poz. He needed one more bottom to complete the group. I thought about the possibility of risking being pozzed and the randomness of the draw had me interested. After thinking about it fir a few minutes I responded that I wanted to play. He gave me the address and told me to be there in an hour. Despite my apprehension at becoming poz, the odds were good that I wouldn’t and I cleaned up and drove to the address. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I was suddenly very excited because I had expected some sleazy place. The host met me at the front door and verified that I was indeed invited to the party. He was as described in his profile. Mid-30’s, white, youngish looking, black hair, neatly groomed. He had on shorts and a tee shirt, I could see the outline of his ample cock behind the material. I wondered if he was a top or bottom. I was then ushered inside to the very nicely appointed entry hall. I noticed six piles of clothing on the floor and was not surprised when I was invited to strip naked and leave everything in a pile on the floor. As I was stripping my host took off his shorts and tee shirt and laid them on a pile. His cock was awesome, even flaccid. He was cut and thick. Since the host had stripped while I was doing the same, I guessed that I was the last to arrive. Once naked I faced my host and he guided me to the party room. Six other guys were there lounging. It was a nice mixture of races and body types. I figured that the guys with the biggest cocks, including one black guy, were tops. No sex was taking place, but some drinks and munchies were being served. The room was large and I also saw that there were four areas prepared for sex, it was going to be a communal fuck session orgy. The host began speaking ,”Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s roulette breeding party. Four of us are bottoms and four are tops. The idea is that each top will breed at least one bottom tonight. You already know that at all of the bottoms are neg, or at least indicated to me that they are neg, and of the tops at least one is poz. There is a minimum 25 percent chance that the bottoms will be bred by the poz top. The poz top or tops are HVL and med resistant. Whomever the lucky bottom or bottoms are will likely convert as a result of tonight’s party.” I felt a chill go down my spine. It was real! But, I thought that there was only a one in four chance that I would get the poz top. He continued, “Here is how it will go down tonight. Each of the tops has already drawn a card, Ace, King, Queen or Jack. Each of the bottoms will draw a card and the top with the matching card will be their breeder. Once the initial breeding session is over, you are welcome to stay and enjoy the drinks, food and any other sex you desire. It is 10 PM now, at 11 PM, the status of each of the tops will be revealed and they have all agreed that they will likely be ready for sloppy seconds by then, if you desire a fuck knowing what is involved. And the bathroom is now locked—we don’t want any of the bottoms losing their hard earned cum loads.” I was in awe at how the night was going to play out. I was definitely taking a huge chance. But my naked cock was beginning to harden at the prospect of knowing I might be fucked by a poz guy. Did I really want to be pozzed? I liked the looks of the cocks around the room. Big and thick. Any of them would easily tear my bottom up and potentially provide a toxic ending.” “It is time for the bottoms to draw their cards. The order will be the order in which they arrived.,” came the next announcement from our host. I was last and watched the king, jack and queen get drawn. As each card was drawn, the cocks of the tops began to harden around the room. The game was on. The only card left was the Ace of Spades. It was time for the tops and bottoms to match up. As each of the tops went to their bottoms, I realized that my top was our host. He had the matching ace. He came over to me and smiled. “I had hoped that I would get you,” he said. “You are going to enjoy yourself.” He reached out and twisted one of my nipples roughly. I loved it. I love having my nipples abused and as he did that my cock began to swell in anticipation. I took a quick look around the room and saw the other three couples already beginning the process of coupling and breeding. Getting through the initial meeting and preparing the bottom to accept the seed of the bulls in the room. Our host led me to the sofa and pushed me roughly onto it and began to rim me deeply. He was preparing my bottom to receive the seed he was going to put into me. I wondered if he was THE poz top. He offered me poppers and I took a deep hit. He had a beautiful cock and I was anxious to begin sucking it to full hardness. Without warning he stopped rimming my bottom and pulled me close for a deep kiss. I loved the taste of my bottom on his lips. I knew he was getting close. His cock was nearly erect. I moved down to suck him, stopping to bite his nipples, which he enjoyed. He kept saying harder and I bit harder and harder. I took his 7 inch cut cock into my mouth and began bringing it to full hardness. I tasted his sweet pre-cum and wondered again, was he the poz top? After a short while of sucking his shaved cock and balls, he pushed me down onto the sofa onto my back and opened my legs. He bent down and lightly licked my hole and spit into it. He placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance to my bottom without any lube except the spit he had just put there. I knew this was going to be hard, but I was unprepared for what came next. He rammed his huge cock balls deep in one stroke and I felt my inner ring tear almost immediately. OMG, I thought, the way he thrust into me, he is definitely poz and I am going to be pozzed tonight. He roughly fucked me for a bit until I could feel lubrication surrounding his cock and reducing the friction. It was probably blood and I was able to get my fingers to graze his cock before he swatted them away. I looked at my fingers, while he was pile driving my hole, and confirmed blood. This was for real. I licked the traces of my blood off my fingers and realized that there was no backing out and no place to hide or change my mind. I was probably getting fucked by a HVL poz, med-resistant toxic cock. I was beginning to enjoy the hard pounding as the abuse had numbed my pain and I was beginning to experience the enjoyment of getting fucked. That is what being a bottom is all about. Getting fucked and taking cum. The fucking continued and he got into a rhythm that I could enjoy. He reached down and twisted my nipples roughly. I almost came right then. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I could tell the time was getting close. He bent his head down to kiss me. I loved getting fucked on my back so that the top could kiss me as he unloads deep inside of me. For a moment i was distracted and i heard one of the other couples complete their coupling loudly and compassionately. I also noticed at least one of the couples was watching us as our host for the evening was about to unload his yet unknown-load into my bottom. They were both jacking their cocks and the bottom of the group was fully erect enjoying the show. i snapped back to reality and looked into my host’s eyes. “Are you ready for my load to fill you,” he said. His words brought to bottom from the couple watching us to begin spewing sperm around and he put his cock into my mouth and I sucked him dry. I was about to receive cum in both holes. My breeder’s cock began to expand and I felt the beginnings of his orgasm building as I swallowed the sweet cum being provided to me. With a grunt and a loud exclamation out host announced: “Take my load you faggot. You deserve everything in it.” He drove his massive cock balls deep, past my destroyed inner ring and I felt it pulse at least ten times as he delivered his load deep into my body. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and hot. He kept his cock deep in me so that none of his precious load could escape. I held him and thoroughly enjoyed the contact after being roughly bred. After a few minutes he withdrew an presented my with his blood and cum covered cock to clean. I enjoyed cleaning off the likely instrument of my pozzing, I was amazed at the amount of blood on his cock. Although I still did not know officially, from the intensity of the fucking, I was pretty sure I was now pregnant with his poz babies. Our host stood up, his now flaccid but still large cock swinging and invited the others to sit. Each of the couple had finished and I could tell that the other bottoms had each had an almost equally enjoyable and rough experience. The tops were all smiling and chatting together, while we bottoms sat together somewhat stunned. Everyone had a drink and was enjoying some munchies while waiting for the news of who got pozzed. Right at Eleven o’clock our host began talking. “So now is the reveal. Who was poz and who was not.” He looked at the four bottoms and spoke directly to us. “You thought this was a classic roulette party where only one of the chambers had a bullet? No, it was a poz the neg faggot party. Only one top was neg. The Jack was the neg top.” He paused for a moment for effect. I was stunned and took a big swallow of my doing. My ass was sore and bleeding. He continues, “I hope you are all happy that the cocks that pozzed your neg asses gave you what you wanted but were too afraid to actually get. As for you, he looked at the bottom who was fucked with only neg cum, “if you want to be pozzed we are all willing to change your status.” I was in shock. It was sinking in, I had been pozzed. Seriously. The odds had been against me getting out of the evening as a neg bottom. I had very mixed emotions, but wait, there was more. Our host continued, “For the three of you who were pozzed, each of us has the Cuban Strain of HIV. It promises to develop quickly into AIDS and is med resistant. Additionally, each of the cards came with some additional bugs. The guy with the queen had herpes and Hep-C. The poz guy with the king has gono. And I have syph.” I was in shock. With one fuck, I had been infected with one of the most virulent forms of HIV and syph, too. The room was quiet for a minute and the guy who was not pozzed spoke up, “Wow. Who wants to poz my neg ass?” All of the poz guys responded that they would love to do the honors. The poz guy with syph had a big cock and came over to me and said, “are you ready for more?” I looked him in the eye and responded, “Sure. I guess I want it all.” He smiled, I took a big swig on my drink to settle my nerves and we walked off to one of the sofas to fuck another poz load into my bottom and add gono to my new and growing bug collection. My transition from DDF neg was complete. What a party this was.

I've been getting with an FTM bear (Dan) in his mid-20s for a while now. It's been great, but no fucking or even teasing his entrance with the tip because he's worried about getting some sperm in him. We've got a rare chance of a three way with a mostly straight guy I know coming up this weekend, but this guy really wants to fuck. It would be hot to finally do it. Dan's on the fence but interested in the idea. He's been on T for a long time now and is very hairy, got a beard. Has anyone had or know about any accidents with FTM guys on T, is it a thing that actually happens sometimes or just one of those super-rare things?

I am organising a group of similar interest guys on another site as well. The idea is to book a few large adjoining rooms (with some rooms having 2 double beds) in aparthotels. Or complete apartments, bungalows or villas. They would be booked for a week and guys could book for any nights they wished. The rooms would be as close to max occupants as possible for each night, thus reducing the overall cost. I would be the principal guest paying for the entire accommodation. e.g. Say the place offered two rooms adjoining rooms for a total of 6 people at a cost of €1000 for 6 nights. That is €166.67 per night. Divide between six guests for that night =€27.78 per guest that night. This would not happen in practise though, so the under occupancy would be shared by all guests in the entire week. Say 7 vacancies were not taken out of the 36, that would mean €194.46 would be born by 29 guests = additional €6.71 bring their total payment to €34.49 per night. ------ Still not a bad deal! Everyone would pre pay for their desired nights. A temporary group could be set up on a group bill management platform and a group pay platform, so everything could be seen to be above board and fair. Sex within the accommodation would be optional and could be restricted to one room if the others wanted to sleep.

This happened a few years ago in SF. One of my rare top moods. A bottom pig I chatted with on bbrt was hosting in an empty apartment. He was blindfolded and ass up on the floor. He said I could do anything so I thought… hmm anything???? I started to stare at that beautiful pink hole…decided I’ll eat it and jerk him off at the same time. He was going nuts as I much suck and touché his hole. As I jerk him off, I used my spit and his ass juice as lube. He was so turn on, he wanted me to stop since he was about to cum and didn’t want to cum before getting fuck. I ignore him and kept it up. He came in such a loud and spasm way, I thought he would pass out. I had a plan, I captured his cum in my right hand and successfully milked him. He was in position still so… I rub his cum on my raw nasty Asian dick and slip it in him. “Now it’s my turn.” He protested saying something about not being able to get fuck after cumming. I ignored him and went on saying “I’m Asian this shouldn’t be a problem.” I told him I’m using his own cum to fuck him with and boy was he tight and super warm. I came twice spilling my seed inside. “Shit, pig, you’re getting pregnant by me and your own seed.”

I wasn’t sure I could believe my ears. But fuck, the pool boy’s fantasy wasn’t just turning him on. I sprang the biggest bone faster than I ever had. It caught in my shorts in such an uncomfortable way I grimaced. My pool boy noticed and apologized; “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you. I said it was bad. Please don’t hate me.” My mind was spinning. ‘Do I tell him the truth to play this out? See if he’ll let me stealth him? Or keep my poz status a secret and really stealth poz him?’ I knew immediately that I wanted to do the second by the mini orgasm escaping my incredibly uncomfortably bent erection. The grimace on my face was stronger and sent the best message I could hope for to the pool boy. “We better go.” I faked an angry voice as I rushed from the table to hide the cum wet spot on my shorts. “I’m so sorry, I really am. I’ll pay the bill. I can walk home from here. Please don’t hate me.” The sun was just coming up when I got back to the hotel. Three handsome young guys were leaving the poz tattooed guys room as I passed his door. They all had that freshly fuck glow. He invited me in and my ass couldn’t pass up his sexy charm. Especially with my horniness following the pool boy’s confession and the plans taking shape in my head. We drank mimosas and shared details of our past night. Well, he shared in great detail. I did fess up to being with the pool boy, but I didn’t share the stealthing fantasy revelation. I didn’t even tell him the pool boy had broke from his rule and bred me. I let him believe all our sex had been ‘safe’. He was quite angry with me passing up such a great opportunity. One of the guys leaving his place as I arrived had been begging to get knocked up. He and the other two were potently toxic and had obliged by dump in poisonous load after load into their willing victim. His only regret was that the infection doesn’t set in immediately. He’d have loved to watch the fuck flu take over and ravage their victim so they each could have brutalized his sorry ass one more time. I could hardly believe the evil look on his face as he shared this. From the beer, mimosas’, and intoxicating poz talk I was feeling quite tipsy. I slurred; “Ya dun fuckin, or ya got anatha fuuckin toxic load fa ma asssss?” My legs were in the air and his toxic raw cock in me balls deep before I could say ‘Bob’s your uncle.’ For a guy that had been fucking all night I was amazed at his stamina. He pounded me like he hadn’t had sex in a week. He was soon blasting away painting my guts as he grunted; “You should have done this to the pool boy.” I thought he’d been too drunk to notice, but when he regained his composure he told me; “I could swear you had a load in there already when I pushed in.” “Yeah, you’re right. After I dropped the kid home, I saw a bum in a store doorway. My ass was so desperately horny for cum Ioffered him twenty bucks. We went behind a dumpster and he filled my ass.” This lying thing was becoming to me more and more easy to me. “Fuckin A man. I’ve knocked up a few bums around town. I hope he pumped my strain into you.” “Could be. I’ve gotta get my drunk cum filled ass off to bed. Thanks.” “Anytime. If you’re not going to do the pool boy than give his ass to me. I'll knock him up so fast he won't know what hit him." I slept ‘til three in the afternoon. My dreams were filled with anonymous bb sex with a score of men. My ass would have been flooded had it all been real. The dream of doing the pool boy came back with the shock of believing I had stealthed him emerging only when I pulled my wet raw cock out of his ass. Then his body transformed into David’s. I awoke sweating, and shaking, and screaming “NO!”. Once again, I escaped the hotel, pool boy temptations and tattooed guys evil influence by going for a hike. Well away from the roads and people I stripped out of my shorts and laid back on a smooth rock. The sun felt great on my naked body and I was soon fast asleep. My dead childhood friend Peter came to me in a dream. He actually ‘came in me’ in this dream. He had mounted me doggy and after recovering from the most intense orgasm whispered in my ear; ‘You know that pool boy wants you to trick him. Beat that tattoo guy. Knock him up. With that sexy body somebodies going to eventually do it. It may as well be you. Make me proud." I awoke with a start. My cock was warmly wrapped in some guy’s mouth. A wet finger was starting to penetrate my hole. His eyes looked into mine as if to say; ‘You were just too tempting.’ They were puppy dog eyes and I melted. I just gently nodded my head and put my hands on his head to direct his face fuck. His second and then third fingers entered my ass. My legs soon floated up to my shoulder’s and his bare cock was soon finding my prostate. Only then did I get a good look at him. He was a sweet young otter. But not too young to not know what he was doing. He was an expert top. Seeing my delight he leaned in to give me a passionate kiss and went to town pounding When his breathing turned ragged he asked; “Where do you want my load?” “Where do you want to give it?” I asked He was already breeding me. His contractions finished and he didn’t loose a beat moving down and feltching his load out of my cummy hole. He moved back up to my mouth and snowballed the cum between my open lips. Mouth empty he quickly said; “Use that to lube me up.” We were on a roll. My conscience had no time to kick into gear. I spat the cum on his ass and fucked it inside with my tongue. He struggled to take my big raw cock but hung in like a trooper. It wasn’t long before I was long dicking him and when my conscience did kick in it made me so fuckin horny that I blasted away before I could heed it’s warning. “Fuck man, the desert doesn’t often serve me up that dessert. Sweet man. Good thing you’re neg to.” “Um, yeah, I shouldn’t have let you do that to me. So you’re cute cub ass is negative?" “Yup. But with my love of barebacking it probably won’t be for long.” “Yeah. I guess I’m in the same boat. In fact to be honest I really don’t know.” “You had a flu lately.” Here came the lie; “Awe, No.” “Good. Looks like we’re safe for another day and another fuck.” We both noticed I was hard again. I slipped inside him for another quick pump and dump. As I made my way back to my car I thought, ‘Well at least he knows and takes responsibility for the risk he just took.’ With this thought my dick was ragging hard yet again and I couldn’t stop thinking about the pool boy and the message Peter brought me in my dream. I rounded a corner and almost walked into a straight couple hiking with their dog. I quickly pulled on my shorts with great embarrassment. They couldn’t have missed my big erection leading me down the path.

Haven’t posted in so long… been having lots of sex in the past few months this week alone met with 6 guys, 3 of them yesterday. been using Sniffies and Grindr. Yesterday, I went to this guys place, tall white guy, super thick cock! Thickest I’ve had, surprised I took it. I fucked him who btw has a very nice ass too, 🤤 he bred me then I rode him and jo on him so I unmounted him to suck him off and he gave me load #2. after that I met this guy on Sniffies who wanted to get ff so I told him I would do it. Only did it once before and it wasn’t long. It was I’d say an intro/feel for it. Anyways, went over and he’s a sexy guy. I was nervous and didn’t know where to start. Well surprisingly he grabs me and starts making out. It was intense and I loved it. I flipped him over to eat his hole and it was amazing. Proceeded to fuck him while I was on top of him, kissing him, holding him tight and then sniffing/licking his pits 🤤 then i started to fist him. Took a bit but I got in and wow! The feeling and sight was intensely hot! Continued for a bit when he decided to flip on his back! He has a very nick cock! So i sucked him, deepthroated while I punch his hole 🤜 🕳️ never expected this. He then requested to fuck me and I said fuck yea! He first throat fucked me, 69 then put my legs on his shoulder and slid right in. The making out and fucking was hot. Then we moved back to FF and I continued sucking while punching and he came down my throat! I was horny still so I was near a park and messaged this hot guy on Sniffies. Said he was horny but couldn’t host. Asked if I’d be okay with doing it in my car. Sure! Went to garage and moved to the back seat. Fuck this guy was hot! Sexy Mexican 30 fit body! And again loved kissing. The make out session was incredible. Really enjoyed it. He had mentioned armpits before and said he put on deodorant (I have that on my profile) . I said I didn’t care. He proceeded to pull his sweats down and laid horizontally on the back seat and I got to work, sucking him and he raises my arm and starts Sniffing my pits. So hot. I would alternate between sucking him, getting throat fucked, to licking his nipples and pits (I didn’t care about the deodorant, wasn’t bad) and making out. He said he was close so I took him deep and swallowed it all. He asked I cum too so we made out while I jerked off and finished on the floor. I was done! earlier this week, met this guy at a park, he fucked and bred me in his car. Right after I went to this guys place in a high rise and he fucked me, adding a second load. 🐷 😈 I really need to go to a bathhouse (club Houston) and get as slutty as possible! Definitely want to just check it out at least. Haven’t mustered up the courage yet to go. I want to go before the end of the year for sure !

Hairy hole in need of cum

HA, fun topic! This is a mixed one for me. i've been propositioned a lot... especially prior to online when there were cruising locales. But that prolly doesn't count as "out in public?" i have to be careful in public because i'm full of wishful thinking and can easily mistake friendliness from another Guy as "flirting." At the gym, where i work (in a teaching hospital full of hot resident doctors, among others). It would be so much easier if They'd just pin me to a wall and kiss me while groping me... but, that only happens in movies in my experience. This is kinda me:

Inside my butt. I've got a sensitive hole so I feel the throbbing and the warm liquid sensation even with a condom. If it's bare I also feel wet inside for hours afterwards and I can cum again from that feeling. Sometimes after a guy has gone I'll lie down and pull my legs up and just enjoy feeling his cum inside me, it's like my hole is slippery inside and when I clench it I get that hot good feeling inside where it's sliding against itself. If I do that for a while I can have a prostate orgasm. So yeah, fill me up, it's the best.

Definitely an open relationship. I’m too horny to remain faithful to one man and can’t keep my dick in my pants. 4 years ago I hooked up with Drew, he’s now 23 and I’m 54. I give him financial security and experience and he gives me his youth. I suppose we have a daddy/son relationship. He was inexperienced when I met him but over the last 4 years I’ve trained him to do what I enjoy. He’s also taught me to enjoy his cock up my arse. Over the years we have built up a good number of fuck buddies we play with of all ages from 18 to mid 50s. Drew lives with me so when I wake up horny and hard I just roll on top of Drew and empty my balls up his arse. Sometimes he breeds my hole. We both have regular anon hookup, sometimes apart and sometimes together but the best sex is with our buddies. Drew loves being fucked by older daddies and I love breeding young men. Getting a group together is easy and Drew loves when I get 4 or 5 of my buddies over to group breed his arse. I love watching him being fucked and enjoy planting my seed up his arse when he’s got 4 or 5 of my buddies’ loads in him. I love it when Drew gets some of his buddies over so I got 3 or 4 horny young lads to play with. I love eating out young guys arses before I fuck them. It just works for us.

That's hot, I think FTM guys who keep everything in their pants original are very sexy. But each to their own, I get why others want to change.

Well we all went away for the weekend. It was good to see my friend Lukasz again. And he was really in to Dan. He kept it quiet, but when the evening came and we ended up back at the hotel it became obvious. We'd had a few beers and were feeling relaxed. Lukasz really wanted to fuck, just like he'd said. He was eating Dan out and asked to fuck. Dan said just keep eating me out. So Lukasz kept going, eating him out and telling him he wanted to fuck his sexy pussy, saying Dan would love his dick inside him. Eventually he was begging to fuck that pussy and Dan said ok, fuck me for a bit. It was so hot seeing his dick teasing Dan's hole, then sliding inside him and knowing I'd probably get to do it after him. Lukasz must have been worked up because he shot that load fast. Dan didn't expect to get cum in, but Lukasz was relaxed about it and saying it's fine and how it took his GF almost a year of trying to get pregnant so one time is no big deal. I pretty much licked Dan clean to eat Lukasz's fresh cum, then I got to top with Dan. As I thought, Dan is as every bit as sexy a bottom as I expected. We did it both evenings. It was a huge turn on thinking about both our loads mixed up inside Dan and our sperm swimming around in him. Hopefully we get to do it some more. From all I've learnt I think it's safe enough, but people might weigh their chances differently.

I'm currently in a hot but casual relationship with a beautiful young FTM. He's had his breasts removed, and so is gorgeously boyish, but plans to keep his two holes - which I'm very happy about, as its great to have the choice. But I'm becoming increasingly obsessed with the idea of breeding him and making a baby. The idea of making a beautiful boy pregnant is incredibly erotic for me, and having recently broached the subject I find that he's strongly turned on by it too: he loves the idea of living as and looking like a hot young man but being obviously heavily pregnant. So for us, at present, pregnancy isn't a risk but instead is looking increasingly like a goal. Papabearcub's cautionary words are noted though: thanks for them

We started talking online and he told me he's trans after a while. He surprised me with it, but I'm cool with it. I'm bi anyway so I'm not awkward. It's hot how he's a guy with a pussy (he's ok with that word), but I like everything about him. What's unexpected is my friend who I thought was basically straight (we've had a couple of MMF three ways in the past) is really wanting to hook up with him. I did not see that coming. I agree, it's just that he's had some conflicting info in the past from medical professionals. I'm seeking a bit more info for curiosity, just to see if anyone has first hand experience of any problems relying on T. He was originally told when he first started it would make pregnancy virtually impossible, but since then there's been some saying it's not as reliable as other options. Situation is I'd already planned a weekend break with my friend, then I invited Dan to come with us. Chances are high we'll be doing some things together. He probably can't find BC between now and the weekend though, so I guess either we don't put any dick in him or we take a small chance. It would just be two of us topping him a few times over one weekend. It's up to him really if he's ok with that. Thanks for the info. We've heard it can happen like this, no period or anything, just a surprise. I think he'll be talking to the dr again sooner or later, see what they say again about T and suggest as BC options.

I'd say, wherever the top wants to shoot. However, I do love a man ejaculating inside of me x

I think he live streamed it from the computer in the room. That’s why he kept asking his age and if he knew he was taking poz cum. It’s going to get out and he will be getting bred by everyone.

PART 3 Finally, Tim backed off and that slick wet tongue that had been giving my ass so much pleasure was gone. I arched my back and moaned, I just wanted more so bad. “Don’t worry Chris, I haven’t even started pleasuring your little boyhole. I just wanted you to see what your ass does to me,” Tim said rising up. His cock was rock hard. A bead of precum was dripping off the tip. I practically dove up to get to it, that massive man cock. My teachers man cock. And my mouth opened greedily to savor it. I wanted that big dick in my mouth so badly. But first I had to lap that precum up, as my tongue flicked out and licked and swirled on his big mushroom head. Lips already wet with spit, I slid my mouth down on his shaft. I lost myself in sucking him. I worshiped it with my mouth. I pulled off and licked and sucked on his balls and then returned to sucking the head. I tried my best to please him. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for him. With him standing just next to the edge of the bed, I was on my hands and knees to reach him and so when he leaned over me, it wasn’t hard for his hands to reach my ass. His very wet fingers felt cold for just a moment when they touched my hole, but quickly grew warm. It was my first time having my ass lubed, but I knew it wasn’t spit. His hand pulled away and then returned, and my hole and as crack grew slick, so slick his finger just eased into me. The pressure and fullness felt incredible and i arched my back. I sucked with even more desire, as his finger slowly opened me up. It wasn’t spoken when he pulled away and then guided me around. He spread my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My slick and shiny hole was presented to him, my cheeks spread wide. He slowly stroked his rock hard cock. He knew he was about to fuck me and I knew he was about to fuck me. I was still nervous but I wanted it so bad. He had driven me to the point where I just needed hot gay man sex. Nothing else mattered except this hot older guy and his giant beautiful penis. Finally, I felt it. The head of his cock. Only instead of pushing in, he was slowly rubbing the head against my hole. The slight slight pressure and the gentle tiny circles drove me crazy. It felt SO good. He had one hand on his cock and one hand keeping me in place. I knew he didn’t have a condom on. I was really aware of that and it kept running through my head, but it felt so good. And I was 18 and with a guy more than twice my age. And I knew I wasn’t gonna say anything if he didn’t. The rubbing and pressure kept making me just want him more and more. So much that when he finally leaned in and whispered “I’m going to fuck you now,” I just whimpered “Please!”. And the circles stopped and the pressure got stronger. I tried to relax. He pushed and then I felt a sharp stab in my hole and I gasped and threw inches of bare cock was inside me and I was no longer a virgin. He paused and stroked my back gently. “Relax, just relax and open up. Let that hole open up for me,” he whispered, adding “let me show you how good my cock can make you feel.”

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…

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I was backing onto a glory hole at the sauna when a guy came in, fingered me briefly, then shoved his cock in. He fucked me for a few strokes, then pulled out. I waited and wondered what he was doing, then bent down and looked through the hole. I realised he'd put his cock through the hole opposite and was being sucked. I got myself back into position and hoped he'd return and, sure enough, all of a sudden he shoved his cock back inside me. He fucked me for a while, pulled out for about 30 seconds, then shoved it in again. This time I reached under and started stroking his balls, which seemed to do the trick. A few minutes later off he went, dumping his load deep inside me.

Ah Denver, had one of my hottest spit roasts in Denver years ago. I was there on biz, answered a CL ad, two married guys looking for a bottom. I reply, tell them I'm married, in town on biz can host at hotel. After swapping pics and discussing events the guy tells me to come to his house, his wife and kids are out of town. Gives me the address, I pull up to a gorgeous house. Find out the guys a doctor, his buddy a lawyer. Both in shape and good looking. I spent the next couple of hours keeping their cocks hard. Got fucked 4 times, swallowed 2 loads directly, emptied each fuck load into my mouth after they came, was pre prep days so no bare play. Still one of my best 3somes.

Two of my favorite bottoms have told me this. That they can feel my cock swell up right before I shoot. When the first bottom told me that, I thought it was just ok something nice he was saying. But then when another bottom I use regularly 5,000 miles away said the exact same thing I realized it might be true. I travel a lot, and I breed my regulars when I'm in City A or City B. I thought it was kinda fun that two of my favorite bottoms said this. And you saying it confirms it. Its a thing.

Walking home from the Eagle at closing. I notice a guy on the other side of the street who is matching my pace. He grabs his crotch, and I grab my ass. He just nods his head and I follow him down an alley where he railed me raw. Not a single word was spoken.

We need more full service gas stations.

I hightailed it to my destination city, 2.5 days drive. Every truck stop that I passed I was so tempted to stop for any sexual action that I could find. But my old repressed frightened self won out and I kept my nose to the road. The first two weeks spent in my new city were consumed with apartment hunting, moving in, buying the basics for my place, with a tiny bit of time left to start a job hunt. The next month was spent in a funk, walking my new neighbourhood, setting up accounts, but mostly, desperately sad for the life I had just walked away form. Oh yeah, and ashamed and despairing of the work I had not been able to find. I was too low to have any energy left for libido. I lived like a monk. Celibate. That is until I didn’t! One day walking on the beach the thought got through to me, ‘Why the fuck are you wasting your time grieving and feeling guilt for the life you left behind? Remember why you left? Remember!’ As I walked home, I picked up a gay rag to find my closest bathhouse. It was just six blocks away. An easy walk. I worried and stewed withing my self about the best time to go for the maximum action. Afterall, I had never been to one. I finally just left. Arrived about 8 p.m.. The place was very quiet. Like dead quiet, only two very old men, that’s in their 80’s old, and myself. I did my best to entertain myself and tap down my disappointment by watching porn. Then I didn’t want to attract the interest of the other two by getting excited by porn so I moved to the whirlpool hot tub. But, I failed. I couldn’t supress my disappointment that I had finally moved to embrace the cravings that led to my leaving my wife and home for nothing, a place to be free and no men to go there with. As I headed to get dress to leave a young guy appeared. He couldn’t have been more than twenty, and his energy seemed to say, ‘wise impish nymph’. He caught my eye, and I couldn’t help but follow him. At the lockers he stripped out of everything and made no effort to use his towel. He was a petit hairless twink with the most beautiful, well-proportioned body I had ever seen. He knew it and flaunted it. I followed him as he went directly to the two old men. It was clear they all knew each other. In fact, the two old guys had been stroking each other’s erections. They had to be using viagra. I hoped the young guy had pre-lubed because he sat down on the one guys cock balls deep. They fucked until the old guy came. The young guy traded laps and mounted number two. This fuck ride lasted longer but eventually the old guy grunted and came. Through ever step of his double fuck the young nymph remained impishly engaged, involved and cheerful. Some of the best porn I had ever experienced, and this was live and in the flesh with one cute young twink and two elderly men. Leaving the elderly men, the young one came directly to me. His hand was on my toweled crotch and semi-erection immediately. “Come fuck me. Take your turn.”, his almost childlike playful voice. “Uuuuuuuuuumm ….” I didn’t even get my thought out and he spoke. “Or I can fuck you if you want.” “Ummmmmmm….” “Okay great, the sling is over here. Let’s get you in.” As I fumbled to try and figure the darn contraption out, he spoke again. “Are you a sling virgin? You’ve honestly never been in one of these before?” “Ummmmmmmmmmmm” “So, you have been fucked before?” his eye brows lifted in question. “Oh ..oh ..o , yes I have, but , but only a couple times. … Well, that’s several times on two occasions. Oh my, too much information. Sorry.” “No need to be sorry at all. It all sounds very hot. But sounds like it’s still a bit much for you to take in?” “Oh yeah!” “Then let’s go slow. So, you like to take cock up the ass?” “Ah, yeah.” I blushed. “No need to be embarrassed, you’ve already seen how much I like it.” And, as if remined, he reached in his ass and sucked up ass juices and cum from the old men off his fingers. He dipped again and offered it to me. “You’re a gentleman, ... but, ... um ...no thanks.” “You’ve only been with men twice, but how many guys fucked you those two times?” “Seven both times.” “Damn, lucky you. Had anyone taught you how to clean out.” You guessed it, I gave him my ‘deer caught in headlights’ frozen look. He skipped me off to the bathroom and proceeded to clean me out while talking through his instructions. By the last flush I was proficient in doing the job on my own. Back at the sling he again gave instructions and helped me into place. “Spit for lube, or will I grab a packet.” “What did you use? I didn’t think you did anything, and you were sitting on the first guy’s cock.” “Ah, yeah." He laughed, "I was using cum for lube. I have three other old guys I service every day. I already had their cum in me.” “Everyday?!” “Yeah, pretty much.” We talked about several things as he messaged my hole. It felt more like talking to a nice bar tender than a sex partner. After answering a number of my questions, he ask; “So you ready to get fucked.” “Yeah!” His average sized six inches slipping into me. No pain at all. That was a first and I asked him about it. He told me it was all about preparation. He leaned in and kissed me so tenderly I melted into his luscious lips. He continued to kiss me all over, clearly making love to my entire body and especially my ass. I had only been ravaged before; this was amazing. It felt so playful and caring. “So did you let all those guys cum in your ass?” “Yup, some more than once.” “Fuckin A, you are my kind of man. I could be close; just where do you want my load?” “In my ass. Breed me. Please” Only then did he get a bit forceful and was soon spewing a lot of cum into me for such a little guy. When we had regained our breath, he ask; “So, did you like that?” “Fuck yeah man!” “So, would you like some more? I just heard the front door, I think my other regulars are arriving. Stay right where you are.” “But don’t they come to fuck you?” “Me, you, each other …. Who cares? Just enjoy.” Five naked men from their mid 50’s to mid 70’s arrived. The eldest looked to be the most fit, surprisingly muscular for his age. The youngest was quite pot bellied and dumpy looking. They didn’t need any instruction and gathered round me. I was first fed a cock to suck, but soon had another up my ass. They kept switching and moving about for the next hour and a half. By then I had seven loads, all pumped up my ass. The eldest guy had given me two. As these men began to drift away the room was filling with young men the age of my playful twink. He clearly knew everyone, and they seemed to look to him as a leader. He shared my story and suggested I be left in the sling for the night. The place was getting very busy and with my mentor’s encouragement and direction guy after guy, every size, shape, and colour slid into me. They didn’t all cum, but half of them did and I had 14 more loads deposited before I was aided out of the sling. I could hardly walk and the twink gave me support. Showered, dressed and heading out I wondered how I missed the sign on my way in. Had I been that nervous and frightened. The sign at the door read, ‘Help Wanted’. I took an application before heading on home to fall into my bed and sleep the sleep of the dead.

Please the only place a load goes is deep in my hole…

First choice is always deep in my ass. A distant second choice would be to swallow. Occasionally, I might take it in my mouth but then spit it into a non-lubricated rubber to save & freeze for later and make a cumsicle.

I love my top men to have their orgasm inside of me. I love the sound of groaning, and breathing heavy.

deep inside the ass

Up the gut everytime!

as a Bottom I want my Top to shoot his Big load Balls Deep then stay in as long as he can and not let the Cum leak out! That way my Body has a longer chance to absorb most of his DNA!

Breed me deep, paint my guts!

Would u fuck me?;)

Part 29 - One Night Two Strangers After two strong coffees at the end of dinner Dexter still waivered but managed to cobble together his balance standing and walking with the others to the lounge. Dexter was not alone, Harry and Conrad were both wobbling, Jamal fell asleep against Mason. Aberto tripped over his own feet landing on the rug in front of the bi-fold windows leading on to the terrace where Dexter stood getting some fresh air. He fell back laughing at Alberto landing on the terrace, Carrington looked over and shook his head chuckling then waved his hand leaving them to struggle to their feet. Alberto grabbed two bottles of water handing one to Dexter. "Want to go for a walk clear your head?" Alberto asked. Dexter had a quick look inside seeing everyone in conversation "Yeah okay" he slightly slurred. They walked across the gardens in silence for a few minutes. "Talk" Alberto demanded. Dexter looked at him "What about?" he asked appearing confused. "Nothing, I just like hearing your voice, it is so deep, soulful and sexy" Alberto replied. Dexter laughed "You want me to talk dirty or do dirty things to you?" he asked. "Both" Alberto replied, "This way" he said taking Dexter's arm and guiding him to the trees. "You Mexican?" Dexter asked looking at him. Alberto smiled "Puerto Rican" he replied, "A land of intense lovers" he said smirking. "You reckon?" Dexter asked pulling Alberto round and kissing him. Alberto grabbed Dexter's crotch feeling the hardness under the jeans. His body was being moved backwards until he backed up against the large birch tree, Dexter had his arms around Alberto keeping him close devouring his mouth. Alberto usually liked to top a fuck first but he was helpless and completely lost in the kiss that continued without stopping. His hands moved down unfastening the buttons on Dexter's jeans pushing them down slightly until he hand grabbed the fullness of the erection. Without time to explore it with his hand properly he felt the pressure suddenly on his shoulder pushing him down to his knees coming face to face with Dexter's cock. His head pulled forward burying his face in Dexter's crotch, like a duck to water his mouth opened working along the shaft covered by the underwear. The anticipation to much for Alberto and his hands pulled sharply at Dexter's underwear freeing the cock and getting clapped in the face as it sprung up, Dexter moved his hips back sinking his cock in to the waiting mouth. Alberto tried to pull back as the hands held firm pulling his mouth deeper down the shaft, he choked and a stream of saliva escaped his mouth dribbling in a long stream down to the grass. Helpless to escape and more turned on than ever he submitted himself to Dexter's cock manging to deep throat then choke pulling back. Taking a breath the hands pulled him back down deep, his hips pummelling against his lips holding it deeper and deeper. Alberto pushed back with all his muscle then turning his head to the left he vomited several large globs of saliva, his eyes watering. The hands guiding his head back and taking a breath his mouth filled with Dexter's cock again, he opened wider and took the entire shaft hitting the back of this throat forcing it to bend edging further down his throat. Alberto pushed off again vomiting another stream of saliva and wiping his eyes. Both of them half drunk wasted no time and Dexter pulled Alberto back on to his cock this time allowing him to suck long and deep, hearing Dexter's voice from above 'I'm gonna fuck you' the deep velvety tone resonated down to Alberto's ears making him quiver and driving him to work harder on Dexter's cock completely aroused. Never had a voice turned Alberto on so much that even his arse was twitching in anticipation. Alberto pulled his head off to expel the build up of saliva again, the hands pulling him back to his feet and he wasted no time pulling his trousers down to reveal a jock strap. He leaned up against the tree facing it 'Venga' he said wiping his mouth. The deep velvety tone hit his ears again 'Yeah you need fucking' Dexter said slapping his cock at the beautifully shaped arse. Without any ceremony Dexter found Alberto's hole and pushed 'Puta madre' Alberto cried out whimpering from the force of Dexter's penetration. the entire shaft gliding in past any resistance until he was balls deep in Alberto, his arms quickly circling around Alberto's body clasping and holding him deep on his cock. Alberto ground his arse back aggressively 'Horny fucker' Dexter said kissing his neck jabbing several hard thrusts, 'Si, fuck me' Alberto said turning his head and kissing Dexter. Alberto felt the arms around his waist and stomach squeeze harder with the first thrust shattering through his body, Alberto moaned pushing back meeting him force for force with each thrust piercing through him. His body so wired and desperate for this English lad to savagely fuck him begged Dexter to go harder. With nothing to loose Dexter released his natural aggressive fucking, relentlessly pounding Alberto, his arms holding the Latino in place at the mercy of his cock. Alberto closed his eyes at the incredible fucking he was getting, he cock leaking precum that hanged in a long thin line down to the grass then shaken off with the frantic swaying and bouncing around as he got torn apart by Dexter's cock. Dexter bit down on Alberto's neck briefly 'Want it?' he deep voice boomed out, he could do nothing but nod like a crazy person. As quick as it started Dexter held his body still, his cock deep inside Alberto, the shaft jumping urging and pushing the cum up and out in to Alberto, thick ribbons of toxic seed released coating the inside of his arse. Slowly Dexter moved his cock in and out pushing deeper riding out his orgasm with deep chested moans that Alberto could feel. Alberto clung to the tree like his life depended on it, living the orgasm with Dexter and never wanting it to end. The arms softened their hold around him and eventually released their clasp with Dexter carefully extracting his softening cock. The last thing Dexter thought about was his viral load, he had started taking medication last week after Harry put his foot down. He never suspected his viral load would still be high to inflict a lethal dose. He had no way of knowing this hot Latino man was now hosting his strain that was getting to work infiltrating his body. The drunken clumsiness of their need to fuck put any thought of condoms out of their heads. Dexter pulled his jeans up about to fasten them, Alberto hadn't finished 'Your turn now' he said easily pushing Dexter up against the tree. Both swaying, tottering on their feet and laughing. Dexter chuckled at Alberto's attempt at dominating him and soon found out that he was not joking. Dexter was pinned against the tree already feeling Alberto's cock pushing at his hole prising it open then it stopped. He heard Alberto spit in to his hand and braced himself, he was not small by any definition and Dexter felt his arse stretching open to accommodate the long thick cock 'I will come quickly' Alberto said thrusting forward until his pubes rubbed against Dexter's hairy arse. Jiggling his arse in all manner of directions letting Dexter feel the monster inside him, his velvety moans acting like an intoxicating drug on Alberto. Getting to work and fucking Dexter hard, the slapping of his balls and grunts from both of them echoing amongst the trees. Alberto gripped hold of Dexter's waist hard digging in his fingers and moaning loudly, the gasps in his breath and moans going up an octave the closer he got. With no slowing down he cried out 'Fuck yes' and pushing hard releasing his cum in to Dexter, holding still for a fraction of a second before continuing to fuck as he spurted his copious load enjoying the sensation then whipping his cock out followed by the long stream of cum running down Dexter's legs. Alberto fell back on to the floor laughing and panting, Dexter turned to look at the thing that had been inside him, it was still bouncing around. Those few minutes had been the most incredible fuck Dexter had ever experienced. It was the first time someone had cum and still fucked hard through their orgasm until they had stopped ejaculating and he could feel the cum inside his body. Dexter's arse still twitching and slightly gaping open squatted down, he needed to release the hefty load, the wet fart reverberating in the air as the last drops seeped out 'Shit man you cum a lot' Dexter said feeling the lips around his hole shrinking back in position and closing up. Experiencing some pain as the lips closed protesting at being stretched open in the first place. Alberto laid on the grass smiling "Muy agradable, that was hot" he said sitting up. Dexter finished fastening his Jeans "Awesome more like" he replied helping Alberto up. They kissed quickly and walked back to the house still stumbling from the drink. The night sky meant neither of them could see the green mossy stains on Alberto's white shirt where he had been holding on to the tree and force to rub up against it. Crossing the terrace and bumping in to the sunbeds making a lot of noise. Mason was standing at the bi-fold doors and saw them staggering across towards, Carrington wondered what his father was laughing at and joined him looking at the dishevelled Alberto trying to pretend that nothing was going on. "Been for a walk" Alberto said then hiccupped with Dexter nodding reinforcing his statement. Mason smiled letting them walk past. "Alberto got more than a walk" Carrington said smiling. Mason laughed "Well it is obvious who did who" he said looking at Carrington. Carrington chuckled "Oh I think Albe got Dexter as well, he would never pass up an opportunity". The last few days in Atlanta saw Simon flying in to look over the Atlanta office and see some of Dexter's changes taking place. For Carrington it was his turn to repay Simon for letting him stay at the manor by opening his house to him. Dexter talked a little about Alberto and Carrington asked if he wanted his number to stay in touch. Dexter screwed his face up knowing that it was a drunken act, that and Alberto didn't seem that much interested after he got a fuck out of it. It was three weeks after when Alberto fell ill and was diagnosed with HIV, he had dodged the bullet several times in his wild nights over the last few years but finally it had caught him. Alberto sat in his flat looking out across South Beach and the Atlantic. He had a suspicion that Dexter was responsible but there was no proof, he had spent days trying to decipher if he was angry with Dexter. They were both drunk and it was he who made the move on Dexter, all he could think about was the sultry velvet tone of his voice ringing in his head. Having missed 3 days of shooting from the mild bout of flu he went to shower before heading to the studios in Miami to pick up his filming schedule. Hoping at least he could get back to Atlanta for the weekend to spend with Carrington and Charlie and find out if the heard from Dexter. Joshua sat drinking tea outside with Tanner on their own, the past week had been a major catastrophe with Aaron testing positive after he fell ill. Refusing to communicate with Joshua or even spending anytime with him, he had a hatred for Joshua and he made it very clear. Tanner on the other hand was disappointed in Joshua and they had a long talk about that fateful evening. Joshua could have blamed it all on Aaron's actions but instead he kept quite calm about it explaining everything to Tanner. It was no surprise to Tanner after all he knew everything that went on at the estate and kept an open mind, he wanted to do that partly for Joshua and his recovery which seemed to be going well. He had also taken quite a shine to Joshua getting underneath his exterior and exploring the real person. Joshua had been more open than ever and was also trying his best to keep in Tanner's good books, after all he sat drinking tea with the one person who really understood him and everything he had been through. Joshua put his cup down and looked out over the grounds as Aaron ran past doing his 5 mile run at this time of day, the sight depressed him a little since things between them had been going well and now, well there was nothing. Tanner watched Joshua and put his cup down "You still like him?" he asked. Joshua turned his head and shrugged looking at Tanner "Chalk it down it another fuck up". "I don't blame you Josh" Tanner said, "What you was going through at the time and all". Joshua sat forward in his chair "Self preservation took over" he said quietly. "Will I always be like that?" Joshua asked Tanner patted his hand "It may take some time to finally be able to stop and think first". "Time" Joshua said sitting up, "I have plenty of that being stuck here". Tanner smiled "Do you want to leave Josh?" he asked, "I cannot stop you from leaving". "And do what?" Joshua asked, "Sink back in to my ways again. Are you not scared of me?". Tanner poured another cup of tea for Joshua "Not in the slightest Josh, weeks ago yes". Joshua sat back in his chair "Weeks ago I would have tried to destroy you" he said. "Drink you tea and shut up" Tanner said chuckling, "I think you are extraordinary Josh". Joshua smiled "You coming on to me?" he asked giving Tanner a sideways glance. "Given time I certainly would" Tanner replied making Joshua laugh. "There you go again, time" Joshua said, "I do feel clam and somewhat at peace with you". Tanner smiled "Are you coming on to me now?" he asked. "You wish" Joshua replied laughing then going quiet. "I need to make amends" he suddenly said. "With who?" Tanner asked intrigued by his comment. Joshua looked down to the river "Conrad" he said initially then added "Charlie as well". Tanner nodded "And how would you make amends?" he asked. "Don't know" Joshua replied sighing, "Apologise for everything I put them through". "Did you actually love Conrad?" Tanner asked seeking an opening to discuss him in more detail. Joshua couldn't stop the tear running down his face "Did" he croaked, "Do" he said. Silence prevailed for a moment "Fuck I screwed it all up, I really loved him". Joshua felt in touch with his emotions for the first time ever realising what he had messed up and seeing how loving Conrad had been to him. His body rocked in spasms breaking down, Tanner put his arm around his shoulder and held him close. From that simple show of affection and comfort that Tanner demonstrated meant the world to Joshua, his father had never shown this level of affection and was the only medicine Joshua needed right now. Time and affection worked magic over the rest of the year and despite his return to a sense of normality and knowing he had no where to go he stayed on with Tanner. They spent much time talking and Joshua learnt to ride and join Tanner cantering around the Irish countryside. He had even been persuaded by Tanner to start medication and after three months Aaron and Joshua patched things up and were on speaking terms again. By winter he was pulling his weight and helped out with the stable hands looking after the horses in return for Tanner allowing him to stay on. Tanner making it clear that he liked having him around and could stay for as long as liked, there was no hint of any romantic involvement, just a very real friendship that grew. Charlie and Carrington settled down in to life and every two months they flew over to England and stayed for a week on Hibiscus Drive. Having spent Thanksgiving with Carrington parents they travelled to Australia for Christmas meeting up with Conrad and Harry for a large family celebration. Their parents showed no surprise when finding out about Charlie, it was almost like they half expected it knowing how their two boys were very alike. With a July wedding date set and a guest list that was growing day by day Rico spent his free time with Charlie helping with the plans and presenting them every weekend to Carrington and Mason for their approval. Charlie took a job at the local children's hospital on the IT support team, he soon fell in love with the job and loved it when the children would sit and watch him fixing things. One late shift a child brought a book to Charlie asking if he would read to them in the playroom. Now he was spending a couple of evenings a week reading stories with a playroom full of children who enjoyed his funny way of emphasising the characters. When Charlie was on a day shift he started reading after children's lunch was over. It hadn't gone unnoticed by a woman called Joyce from the governments foster agency and social care, she saw first hand how much of a star Charlie was and how excited the children got patiently sitting there waiting for Charlie to begin. Carrington was even persuaded to do some readings and in turn got his parents to donate books and toys to the hospital. Mason was only too delighted and wondered why they had never thought of this before, being an avid philanthropist he started a charitable foundation for the hospital, Rico stepped in as the patron and Charlie as executive director. Dexter heard that Alberto had caught HIV but that was all, when he asked Simon about it the revelation that he would have had a viral load high enough to infect stopped him from making any contact with Alberto out of sheer embarrassment and afraid of the confrontation that might ensue. Adam and Jamal's relationship grew stronger and along with Dexter most evenings were spent at the manor for dinner with Simon, Conrad and Harry. Sean was now a frequent visitor to the manor and was reducing his filming schedule to spend more time with Simon who would also fly over to San Francisco once a month. Dexter spent half his time in the UK and the other in the US at the offices, he was kept busy and never had time to think about Alberto. Jose always looked after after Dexter on his visits which allowed him not to intrude too much on Charlie and Carrington's home life and they had become good friends getting to know Jose's wife and children. It was a good thing as it meant he could evade Alberto, he still thought about him a lot until he was sick to his stomach without knowing why. With Carrington at the helm of IntecSolutions they were taking on more and more work in both sites and by May when they published their 4th quarter statement they were turning over a healthy profit and a doubled share price. Conrad and Harry continued living at the manor and Harry had his own patch by the kitchen garden using it as a way of relaxing after a day in the office. Harry still retained much of Moham's diary and occasionally flew with him on business trips and a little more. Conrad finally persuaded the church where Jack was buried to let him maintain the graveyard and small gardens on a volunteering basis. He would spend one day a week there with Jamal and during the summer lunch was always taken by Jack's side. Harry and Conrad's love for each other was so delightful to see and they retained a little freedom allowing Dexter or Simon in the marital bed. In fact Dexter would often spend weekends with them causing Simon to joke that there were three people in that marriage. Dexter was now partly seeing a guy from Alton and as much as he liked him his heart was no set on a serious relationship, it didn't feel right but he still enjoyed the company of him. Dexter often wondered if it was his closeness to Harry and Conrad that was the problem. Looking at his phone he went through the several photos of Alberto and him. Something he found himself repeating over and over as the months went by. The following year at the beginning of July saw the Atlanta migration again in preparation for the wedding of Charlie and Carrington. For many of them Atlanta was becoming second home and this they were all invited to stay at Barclay House arriving the same day as Charlie's parents, Simon and Sean flew in from San Francisco later that evening staying at the Four Seasons with Moham who and joined them all the following day for a massive reunion party. Conrad was to be Charlie's best with Carrington choosing Alberto as his life long friend. The date was timed to perfection with Charlie's old naval ship on joint exercises with the US Navy was docked down at Savannah for 5 days. Dave his former CO to two other officers he sailed with were invited and would be attending. The gardens of Barclay house providing the magnificent back drop was filling up with guests. Charlie was scared shitless now seeing 400 people milling around, seeing the figure on paper was one thing but seeing them all in the flesh was frightening. Charlie's group was far smaller he complained until Carrington pointed out to him that 50 guests were from the hospital alone. Politicians, dignitaries, 3 naval officers, stars from TV land along with friends and family made up the gathering. Each guest was asked to contribute to the CHARICO Foundation instead of gifts. Charlie's naval friends clearly stood out dressed in their formal rig and Dave spotted Conrad straight off, well it was like looking at Charlie. After a quick introduction Harry was pushing his way in demanding photos were taken of him with Dave in his uniform. With the wedding starting Dexter sat in the second row looking to the front his eyes fixed on Alberto. Adam shook his head chuckling "You going to nail him again?" he quietly asked. Dexter shrugged "I don't know" he said very slowly unable to take his eyes off Alberto. "You should" Adam advised, "You never know there might be more to uncover". Dexter shrugged again and focused on Charlie and Carrington until the wedding was over and guests started to mingle outside the large marquee where the wedding breakfast was being served. Dexter kept looking at Alberto and wasn't until after the meal that Alberto strode over to him asking to talk to him alone. The two of them found a discreet spot inside the house away from prying eyes and ears. "Albe how are you?" Dexter asked. Alberto looked at him "How am I?" he asked back, "You tell me Dex, why did you not tell me?". Dexter looked confused "I don't understand" he replied. "You pozzed me!" Alberto said, a look of anger on his face, "You never told me you were poz". Dexter looked on horrified "Me?" he asked unable to think of anything else to say. Dexter could see the anger in Alberto standing and what must be abuse being hurled at him in Spanish. He couldn't think of anything else other than how he looked even more sexy when angry. It suddenly dawned on him why he couldn't bring himself to commit to his on off again with his half boyfriend back home. He loved Alberto, even though he was still ranting at him in Spanish now right in his face, his fists clenching and unclenching like he was about to lash out at Dexter. 'Shut the fuck up' Dexter said loudly then launched himself on to Alberto kissing him. Alberto's hand grabbed at Dexter's arms trying to fight him off since he was not finished with his ranting. The more Alberto tired to push him the harder Dexter kissed him then his hand roughly grabbed Alberto's arse squeezing it. Finally he pushed Dexter off and slapped him across the face 'Bastardo' he shouted then he lunged at Dexter frantically kissing him. The only thing now running through Dexter's head was he wanted Alberto and had to have him without thinking of how this would work he was ready to challenge him. Alberto pushed away "I fucking hate you!" he angrily said walking away. Dexter laughed "No you don't" he said walking after him, "Kiss me and tell me you hate me". Alberto stopped unable to look at him. "You can't can you" Dexter said stopping a few meters away. Dexter took a leaf out of Carrington's book "Then marry me, be my lover" he said. Alberto turned to look at him "Stupid British cock head" he said with a dead pan look. He turned to walk away again, "Is that a yes then?" Dexter called out after him. Alberto opened the door and shouted "Yes!" without looking back he left the room closing the door. Dexter stood there "Oh fuck" he said to the empty room. He stood there for several minutes staring at the closed door, he said yes he thought to himself trying to work out if Alberto had meant it. He had no clue since he couldn't see Alberto's face when he left the room and maybe he just said it shut him up to escape. Alberto slowly took his hand of the handle to the door a feeling of elation running through him, that idiotic British lad he thought. He knew that the way Dexter spoke he was being serious and Alberto found he couldn't stop smiling. Slowly he walked through Barclay House and out on to the terrace to re-join the wedding party immersing himself in to the celebrations. He kept an eye on the house waiting for Dexter to appear but Rico got hold of his arm dragging him on to the dance floor in the marquee. Dexter wandered back out on to the terrace and found Conrad and Adam sitting on the terrace enjoying a few quiet moments whilst Jamal and Harry danced away in the Marquee. "Alright Dex?" Conrad asked as Dexter plonked himself down on the sofa next to them. "No" Dexter replied looking at them, "I just asked Alberto to marry me" he said. Adam sat forward looking at him "You what?" he asked trying to work out if he was joking. Conrad looked at Adam then Dexter again "It didn't go well I take it?" he asked. Dexter stared at the marquee "No he... well he said yes" he replied sounding unsure. Dexter took a deep breath "I pozzed him last year, not on purpose though" he said sadly. "Oops" Adam said looking at Conrad and neither of them able to find the right words. "I don't know if he said it out of anger or meant it" Dexter said looking at them both. Harry came running over "Come on Carrington and Charlie are about to leave" he said grabbing Conrad. The four of them walked with the rest of the guests to the front of the house, Carrington and Charlie were heading to Sardinia and Simon's villa for two weeks. Dexter saw Alberto walking with Rico and Mason then hugging and kissing Carrington and Charlie before moving on to their guests. Alberto looked no different and Dexter turned to watch Charlie with his twin then he hugged Charlie and Carrington. "You and me next" Alberto said standing next to Dexter making him jump. Dexter looked at him a little scared. "That is if you meant it" Alberto said. "Yes I did" Dexter replied turning to him. Both feeling a little scared at the turn of events. Conrad shook his head "For gods sake just kiss each other" he said pushing Dexter. Dexter pulled Alberto forward wrapping his arms around him, they looked in to each others eyes for fleeting moment, that was all it took to realise they were in love with each other. Sealing it with a very public kiss right in front of Rico and Mason.

I woke up to the feeling of Anthony cumming inside me. When he felt me stirring, he squeezed out a couple more ropes, and wrapped his arms around me tightly, saying “Sorry about that...I was having a very vivid dream about fucking you, and when I woke up I was hard and inside you. I couldn’t even try to hold back. I hope that was OK.” “Well, I could hardly complain after begging for your load last night, could I?” Kissing the back of my neck, he said “Good. I can’t tell you how happy I was when you gave in last night and let me in you bare. Something about knowing my seed is inside you, that you’re carrying a part of me with you, turns me on so much. And I think you like it too. Am I wrong?” “No. You’re not wrong. I feel so connected to you right now, like we shared something so special and perfect. Having a barrier between us just feels so wrong, you know?” “I know exactly what you mean. I want every part of me to be inside you, to inhabit you. But I also want to cook you a proper breakfast. Do you think maybe we could try something?” “Sure, what?” Reaching across me into his drawer, he pulled out a butt plug. “I was thinking if we put this in your hole, you could keep as much of me inside you as possible while we go about our day. I hope you’re able to spend the day with me, Joey. I don’t have any grand designs on you leaving your husband or anything - I know you’ll go home to him energized and electrified from our encounter, and I’ll go back to my search for a new man. But I would love to spend more time with you, in and out of bed, if you’re interested.” “I am yours for the next two days. I’ll tell my conference colleagues that I got a touch of the flu, because I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else right now than right here with you.” I took the plug from his hand and gently pulled away from him, feeling his softening cock slide out of me. I moved the plug to my hole and felt his hand on mine as we both pressed it into me - the slight stretch as it was almost all the way in felt so nice, and then my hole closed around it, just the base remaining between my cheeks. He gave it a gentle tap before rolling me onto my back for a deep, lingering kiss. Anthony cooked me a delicious, hearty breakfast. Then he fucked me in the kitchen. We took a long hot bath together, opening up about our past relationships. Then he fucked me in the bathroom. He showed me his collection of vintage board and video games. Then he fucked me in the media room. Each time, the plug was removed and replaced by Anthony’s enormous cock. And after he filled me with his seed, the plug went back in. With each session, we became closer, more connected, more intimate. And at the same time, I felt him exerting a certain power over me. Like he could sense my submissive side, a part of my fantasy life I don’t even share with my husband. Something about our connection made him able to see past my facade, and past the walls I put up. He just knew what I wanted, maybe even more than I myself knew. Maybe it was the introduction of poppers - whenever he held the bottle for me, I found myself eagerly inhaling and felt my inhibitions melting away. He became more aggressive, more demanding, and yet all within the context of our unspeakable chemistry - it was easily the most intense, enjoyable day of sex I’d ever had. After a long nap and some Chinese takeout for dinner, Anthony was finishing up a txt message as I joined him on the couch. “Got a hot date?” I asked. He finished typing and grinned, “We’ll see, maybe even for both of us if things work out. But tonight is all about the two of us.” Stripping my tshirt off, he said, “Let’s cheat on your husband a little more, shall we?” I felt myself blush, but couldn’t help but feel my cock twitch at the same time. Kissing down my body, Anthony’s tongue found all my erogenous buttons - tickling my pits, nibbling my nipples, probing my navel - somehow he’d learned all the ways to drive me crazy in just one crazy day. Taking my hard cock in his mouth, he grabbed the base of the plug and started pressing it deeper, and twisting it as he bobbed up and down on my rod. He could tell from my moans he was having the desired effect. “You ready for another load up in that sweet pussy, baby?” “Fuck yes! I need it. I need to feel you back inside me. Filling me with your seed.” “That’s what I like to hear. Let’s go to the bedroom.” Shucking our clothes along the way, I jumped onto the bed on my back, spread my legs, and invited Anthony to join me. His hand immediately went to the plug, gently pulling it from my hole. He brought it to my mouth, saying “Clean my cum off, Joey. Savor the flavor of my semen while I get you ready for more.” He fingered my hole for a couple minutes before lining up his raw cock once again. “Tell me what you want.” “Please, Anthony. Fuck my hole!” “Should I put on a condom?” “NO! Never again. I need to feel your skin on my skin. No barriers between us.” “Good boy, Joey,” he said, sliding every inch of his huge erection into my body. I still wasn’t used to the way he was treating me yet, but all I knew was my dick jumped every time he asserted himself, and his cock felt incredible in my hole. I felt so deeply connected to him. “Something in me is changing,” I said as he started to move inside me. “How do you mean?” “It’s just, I’m feeling things I haven’t felt for so long. I don’t know how to describe it.” He replied, “You’re allowing yourself to become what you really are. You’re a cheater now - you’ve wanted to do it for long time, right? And now that you’ve crossed that line, there’s no going back. This weekend with me is changing your life, Joey. Things aren’t ever going to be the same for you and your husband.” Fuck. I knew he was right, but it hadn’t really hit me yet. It wasn’t just that I’d broken my vows and fucked (repeatedly) with another man. I could feel a shift from deep inside, Anthony was allowing something that was lurking in there to finally come out. A yearning to let myself go, to give up control, to submit. I wanted to allow this man to do with me whatever he pleased. “Joey, think of it this way. Your life has been stagnant for a long time. You haven’t been content. Maybe letting yourself have this exploration will allow you to go back to your husband changed in a good way. Like, the battery of your married life was depleted, and giving in to your urges, letting me fuck you for a weekend - maybe it will charge you up, energize you to go back to your normal life with a more positive attitude.” I felt his cock flex inside me as he whispered those words to me, leaking more of his fluids into my rectum. Maybe he’s right - I’d dreamt of cheating on my husband for years. Maybe I could get that desire out of my system by letting my guard down and giving in, allowing myself to go where my urges wanted. And then I could return a changed man. “Well, when you put it that way, I guess you have a point.” I grabbed his ass and pulled him all the way inside me, while he leaned in for a deep tongue kiss. “Now fuck me properly. Don’t hold back. I need more of your seed inside me.” He pulled all the way out until just his head was in me, then rammed the length of his cock all the way back in. Deep dicking me, grabbing my hips, pounding my pussy - I’d never been fucked with such passion and such abandon. Sweat glistened on his beautiful body and the room smelled of pure masculinity. He grabbed the poppers and fed me a few huffs. The rush only made me need him more desperately. “That’s it, dirty boy. Are you a dirty boy, Joey?” “Yes, sir! I’m a dirty, dirty boy!” I said, getting into the role play. “And what do dirty boys need? What do they deserve, Joey?” “Umm...they need to be fucked?” “Well, yes that. But dirty boys need something in their dirty holes.” “Yes, they need loads in their holes!” “That’s right, Joey. And what kind of loads do dirty boys want in their holes?” “Umm...big loads of thick cum!” “Well, yes. But dirty boys want dirty loads in their dirty holes, Joey. Isn’t that right?” “Unngh...fuck. Fuck! Yes, that’s right sir. Dirty boys need dirty loads.” “Say it, Joey. Tell me you want a dirty load in your dirty hole!” “Oh FUCK, sir. I fucking want a dirty load in my hole, sir! I’m a dirty boy!” A big smile came across his face and he got even more aggressive with me. “Fuck yes, boy! I’m gonna give you a big dirty load! Gonna flood your guts with my fucking dirty seed!” The pounding he was giving me was unlike any way I’d ever been treated, and I fucking loved it. My hole was loose from the poppers and sloppy from the multiple loads shot into me in the past 24 hours. “Tell me how my cock feels. Is it bigger than your husband’s?” “Yes! Your cock is so much bigger than his! And you are fucking me so much better than he ever has! Please don’t stop!” “Oh, I’m not gonna stop until I dump inside you again, boy. But now I want you to do something for me. Give me your ring, boy.” “Unngh...uh, what?” “I said, give me your wedding ring. Your husband isn’t here right now. I want to wear it while I fuck you.” I hesitated slightly, then remembered how deeply I wanted to give myself over to this man. I pulled the ring off my finger and presented it to him. As he brought his left hand closer, he said, “With this ring, I thee wed. Say it.” I slid the wedding ring I’d worn so proudly for the last year since my husband and I finally got married onto his finger, repeating, “With this ring, I thee wed.” “That’s better. You’re mine now, and I’m going to make you even more mine.” He fed me another deep hit of poppers and leaned in real close, slowly thrusting as he was buried balls deep. “I’m getting close, Joey. And I feel really close to you right now. I want to give you everything you deserve. Tell me what you want.” “This dirty boy wants your dirty load, sir.” “What else?” “I feel like a different man in the last day with you. The way you’ve fucked me has truly changed my life!” “What else?” “I am going to return to my normal life more energized, recharged.” “That’s it. I’m charging up your battery, aren’t I? Say it.” “Yes, sir. The way you’re fucking me is charging me up. Don’t stop!” “It really is like I’m giving you something special for you to take home. A gift, if you will. The way our tryst has opened you up. Right?” “Exactly, sir! Fuck! Please never stop! Give me the gift! Blast it directly into my soul!” “Fuck yes, boy. That’s right. Your cheating ass is gonna be filled with yet another dirty load from me! My DNA is going to coat the walls of your intestines and seep into every cell in your body! Take my fucking big dick - the dick that’s bigger and better than your husband’s!” “Please! Pound me! Fuck me and feed me your cum! Charge me up with your dirty load!” “I’m gonna shoot, boy. I’m gonna blast one more huge load deep in your guts. You ready for my POZ load, fucker?” Playing along, “Yes! Give it to me! Fill me with your POZ load!” “Take it, you cheating piece of shit! Filling you with more of my POZ cum NOW, bitch!” With that, he plunged in balls deep and blasted rope after rope of cum into my pussy. It felt like it would never stop. I shot my load all over our bellies as I felt him squirting over and over inside me. I felt content and more satisfied than I had in years. As our breathing calmed and he lay on top of me, his cock still buried in me, I said, “That was some amazing role play, Anthony. Really intense and super hot. Thank you for that!” “That wasn’t role play, boy” was all he said before rolling off me, plugging me up again, and wrapping his arms around me and drifting off.

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...