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Have you ever been so high that you didnt quite understand the world around you? That was definitely M in that moment. So high his eyes were crossing. S and I were also really fucking high, I cant speak for S, but I was still able to comprehend what I was doing, even though I was in that state that my eyes were shaking and I had to concentrate really hard to be able to focus my vision on something. We had gone through almost 5 grams of MDMA in one night, and all of it was done either through our nose or up our assholes. I just watched two super masculine perfect bodied straight brothers fuck eachother. It was one of the most incredible sights Ive ever seen in my whole life. Ive since jerked off to what i witnessed multiple times. Its been about a week since this happened, and Ive been a little low while enduring the recovery from the amount of drugs that I consumed. But i need to let you all know how this night ended. After M got his asshole used by his older brother and I tried to get him to suck my cock, he started to come to a bit, he sat up and told us how intense that was. We talked about how crazy it felt to him to have his ass played with, and how he'd never done MDMA through his hole before, but that it made him want his hole to be filled. He told us how it made him so horny and his thoughts were racing and how he kept thinking about how he made girls feel and how he actually wanted to get fucked like them. I broke the news to him, that he was arching his back and how he was actually asking to get fucked when he was getting fingered. Then S told him that he fingered him a bit, and how when his cock got close to his hole, he pushed his ass back on S's cock. M was shocked. Not horrified or anything, but couldn't believe that he wanted to get fucked, and really couldn't believe that his brother was who fucked him. We were still really high on MDMA, which makes you very empathetic and understandjng and open to new things. I think that's what was happening inside M and S's minds. We all kept talking about how crazy it was that M actually got his ass played with and fucked. S kept saying how he'd never fucked ass before tonight and how it felt so different than he thought it would. Its so much deeper than a pussy, and how he can fuck an ass so much harder than a pussy. I made a comment on how his cock was so fucking big and how i bet most girls wouldnt be able to take it as hard as I watched him fuck M. He just laughed and said most girls can hardly take his full length, let alone let him actually fuck them hard. He said mostly he has to jerk his cock off in order to cum. I educated M and S that for men, it actually feels better when you get fucked by a big cock. The stretch in your ass and your gut is when it feels really good. M spoke up in agreement, from his personal experience. S's cock was resting between his legs and started to swell. I noticed it and made a comment like, "I see your enjoying the conversation." Or something like that. He said, "Yeah, kinda." He pulled his cock up and kinda flicked it and let it fall back between his legs. I looked over at M and his cock was also starting to harden. He saw my eyes drift from his face down to his cock and he kinda laughed, but his eyes were a bit deviant. I asked him if he would let me suck his cock. He said sure and I bent down and took his cock in my hand. M's cock was thick with a fat head on it. It was thick and straight all the way down from the head to the root. It had one big vein that went right in the middle of the cock as well and he wasnt even fully hard yet. I sucked his head and ran my tongue around the rim of his cock head. He let out a light moan while I went all the way down on his cock. I felt M put his hands on my head. Then S's hands on my back. S asked his brother if it felt good. And M just said, "Yeah...fuck..." and kinda let his voice trail off at the end. I looked over at S and ask him if i could suck him too? He nodded and spread his legs apart, granting me full access to his cock. I pulled off of M and moved my head between S's legs and started sucking his cock. Noticing the difference in length between the brothers. I could only get about halfway down S's cock before it hit the back of my throat. I kept jerking M off while I sucked on S. Both of them were moaning and sighing. Letting me know how good it felt to have their cocks getting worked on simultaneously. I was in fucking heaven. My hole was so open, it was still wet from the fucks and loads that I'd taken earlier in the night, and I was praying that I would get both of these brothers cocks and loads inside me. I went back and forth between their cocks. M's fat cock that was as thick around as it was long, and S's long cock that was making me gag. As I was sucking S i was jerking and playing with M's balls. And when I was suvking M, i was doing the same with S. I started to moan and arch my back more and more. Not so subtly hinting that i wanted one of them to play with my hole while I sucked them. M got the hint first and moved behind me while i sucked his brother. He started with his fingers probing my hole. It felt so good. The MDMA that I'd got pushed in my hole earlier made my hole sensative and hungry as fuck. I wanted to be filled more than anything I'd ever wanted in my life up to that point. I moaned louder to let him know i wanted him. He got four fingers inside my pussy and I was pushing back hard on his hand. I saw the poppers on the couch, took the cap off and brought them to my nose. I took 4 huge deep hits off them. S reached out and took them from me and also took two big hits. I started to go to town on S's cock while M worked over my hole. My moans were muffled while I had S's cock in my mouth. I pulled my head off his cock and turned my head to M and said how fucking good it felt to have him stretch me. Then i turned my attention back to S's cock. I buried it as deep as I could in my thoat. I gagged on it and at the same time, i felt my hole release and let more of M's hand inside my pussy. And M let out a, "Holy fuck!" His hand had slipped all the way inside me. I was getting fisted for the first time in my life. It was driving me crazy. The fullness. The absoutle stretch to my maximum capacity. Ive never felt such an intense feeling. I was seeinf stars. I know that expression had been used before, but it was true. I actually saw stars. It was an immense feeling of pleasure and pain at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had actually gotten a whole hand inside my ass. I had fantasized about it so many times. Watched countless porns of men taking fists or even multiple fists, while i rode dildos and gooned on poppers, but it was actually happening to me. I was the being the biggest slut in the world in that moment. I fucking loved it. I had to take big deep breaths and let S's cock fall out of my mouth. I looked up at him and the look of shock snd curiosity on his face drove me wild. I was smiling and wincing in pain. Then the reality set in and I begged M to please take his hand out. "Please...please...slow...slow....oh my god." I kept begging, until he slowly pulled his hand out of my ass. I let my head fall into S's lap and just allowed my hole to recover. I was taling deep breaths and giving meaningless laughs. I was in disbelief of what just happened. And let out a final, "Fuuuucck." And my body just collapsed fully. But as my body kind of limped to the floor, M pressed his cock in my loose pussy. His cock was so fucking fat, like a soda can. He shoved it all the way in and i was rushed back into that intense state. S put the poppers back under my nose and I hit them again. And again. And again. He passed them to M and he took some hits, then S took some hits. I gobbled down S's cock again while M went wild fucking my hole. I was so fucking loose. The fuck sounded so sloppy. Wet and loose is all i can say to describe it. His thick cock was digging out my asshole. Pounding it hard and deep. I could feel every time he pumped into me. He wpuld pull all the way out and plunge all the way back in. Each time my hole would get a big stretch around the immense girth of his cock. I was moaning like a little bitch while i was throating his brother's big cock. S grabbed my head and held it in place and started pounding away at my face while M was completely destroying my hole. My muscle butt was absolutely getting ruined. I lost track of time and how long this was going on. I was in a disociated state, complete ecstasy, my mind was no longer in my body, i had let go and was allowing my body to experience the total joy of being used for other mens pleasure. I was having anal orgasm after anal orgasm. My whole body was tingling. I was so sensative. I was jusy a hole for these two perfect men. The loud moan of M brought me back to my body. He was fucking my pussy like a jack hammer. Pounding me relentlessly. His cock was stiffer than before, i was pushing my pussy out, meeting him with every thrust. I could tell he was close. Even though it was hurting my hole, i didnt want to stop. I wantes to bring him to full climax and take his load inside me. The slapping of his skin against mine was keeping me so fucking horny. His brother still fucking my throat. Then he said it. "Oh fuck...im cumming. Im Cumming. Im cumming." As he unloaded inside me and his thrusts slowed. I did it. I took my 3rd load of the night. I was so fucking exhausted. That fist and fuck had me spent. But there was still one more fuck I wanted. I needed that massive cock inside me. I wantes the final load to fill me up. I lifted my head off S's cock and turned around. I archdd my back to show S my loose, cum filled pussy, as I cleaned off M's cock. I tasted the multiple loads and my ass juices. It was so fucking good. I couldn't wait to get my next cock.

For no particular reason at all I decided to stay at university the summer between my Freshman and Sophomore years. Largely, after having had a taste of freedom living away from home that year it just felt impossible to move back in with my parents and have to explain my comings and goings to them. So instead I lived in a little apartment with no AC, and worked for a local friend’s day who had a small contractor business. I’d taken woodshop all through high school and was a fairly decent carpenter. The work was hard but the pay was good for a 19 year old with pretty few expenses. At the time I was just under five foot ten, and still pretty thing. My dirty blonde hair almost always looked like I needed a haircut or to comb it but that’s just how it grew. In high school I’d been a swimmer and I still had a fairly long and lithe build. I was naturally pretty hairless, only really sporting a few hairs in the middle of my chest and a dark treasure trail running into my ample pubes. My arms were mostly smooth, though my legs and ass had a nice amount of fur. The only part of my body that I would have described as hairy though were my pits, and I was proud of that fact. Any time there was an excuse for me to wear a tank top, or a cut off shirt to show them off I did. I already knew that I was bi. Truly I’d known that for years. It had never really bothered me, but I’d also never really felt the urge to tell people. Most people who looked at me assumed I was straight. I’d been one of the jock’s in high school, even dated a cheerleader or two. Yet even when I had a serious girlfriend I always found myself watching gay porn too. Like most young people my porn were pretty bland and vanilla; straight jock porn, and gay jock porn. Nothing to really write home about. So much of that changed over that summer. Technically I would still say I’m bi, but I understand myself so much more and sex with a woman can never fulfill me the way sex with a man can. For the first month of the summer I was always with or supervised by my friends dad and boss Peter. He’d taught me how to frame out a wall, hang sheet rock, put up molding. He taught me how to patch holes in a wall, and smooth it out for paint. We did some larger jobs, ripping out a whole bathroom and starting again, and filled in with odd jobs. Then the weekend after July 4th Peter sent me on my first solo job, and it changed my life. The house was normal enough looking when I pulled up in my little car that afternoon and got my tool box out. I wheeled my kit up to the front door and rang the bell. I didn’t really need the massive box of tools my boss had provided me, I was just there to patch some sheet rock, but I wanted to seem professional. My illusion of professionalism went right out the window however when the home owner opened the door. He was tall, probably just over six foot, with short salt and pepper hair. He had a square jaw obscured partly by a short but thick beard. His eyes were bright, and seemed to boar into me. He had broad shoulders that strained the fabric of the white tshirt he had on. Hard, obvious nipples, pressed out from the thin fabric, and thick swirls of chest hair were clearly visible too. He had a slight gut, but was also obviously very strong, his arms were covered in crisscrossing veins. My eyes traveled down his body to the low-slung sweat pants, the unmistakable outline of a thick meaty cock, and the bare feet. I’d never really thought about older, bigger guys before, but now face to face with this massive perfect specimen of manhood I couldn’t think of anything else. “Hey there,” he said, smiling a big toothy smile at me from under his bushy moustache, “you must be Peter’s boy… Alex was it? I’m Jack.” “Yeah,” I replied in an embarrassing stammer, “He said you had some drywall that needed repairing.” “Sure do, come on through.” He stepped back and let me into the house, then closed the door behind me. It looked like just about any other suburban home with clean lines, and nice furniture. Jack lead me down the main hall towards the back of the house and then up a flight of stairs, helping me carry my tool chest up. I watched the muscles in his arms ripple as he pulled the chest up the stairs behind him. When we got to the top of the steps I had to pause and adjust myself, my dick was harder than it had ever been before. I followed Jack into the back bedroom where he pointed to several medium sized holes in the wall. “I had an incident hanging a shelf. Turns out I didn’t hit a single stud.” Jack laughed lightly. “No problem,” I said, trying to mirror his jovial tone, “I can fix that.” “Great. I’ll leave you to it. Bathrooms down the hall, and I’ll be downstairs if you need anything.” “Thank you so much. I’ll let you know when I’m all done.” “Great.” He clapped me on the shoulder, the weight of his large hand sending shivers through me. The first part of the repair was easy. I squared up the holes, cut some small patched of drywall from a scrap I’d brought with my and patched them in with drywall mud. Then I sat back to watch the mud dry before I could sand and do a second coat. My thought almost immediately turned back to Jack, his big arms, the meaty bulge in his sweat pants, the slight scent of man musk that just hung around him. I was instantly hard. No one, of any gender, had ever had this kind of effect on me. I was enraptured. After a few minutes of my dick pressing painfully into my jeans as it hardened, I got up intending to find the bathroom and jerk off quickly. I walked down the hall and opened the first door I came to. I gasped. This was certainly not the bathroom. The room was entirely painted black, with a black tiled floor and lit completely in red. In the center hung a black leather sling, suspended from a mirror in the ceiling by thick silver chains. Next to the sling was a long table covered with dildos of all shapes and sizes. Along one wall hung leather gear, leashes and chains. Along the other wall were propped various other contraptions for supporting a person while they were being used; a large wooden X, a padded bench. A large leather chair occupied the far corner with a matching foot stool. “Looking for something?” I spun around, my heart in my throat and was suddenly face to face with Jack. I hadn’t heard him coming up the stairs and now he’d caught me looking at his sex room. “I… I was looking for the bathroom.” “It’s the last room at the end of the hall. This is my playroom.” “Oh… um… yeah… I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry.” He stepped out of my way to let me down the hall to the bathroom. Head down I rushed past him only stopping when I heard him say, “Well… did you see anything you liked?” “What?” My face burned bright as I turned back around to face the hulk of a man behind me. “Did you see anything in the playroom you liked?” “Um… I didn’t really look…” “We both know that’s bullshit… I can see your hard cock from here.” “Look. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry… I opened the wrong door.” “It’s ok boy. Calm down. Come here.” I swallowed hard and walked towards him. He reached out and grabbed me firmly by the shoulder leading me back into his playroom. “Now, you’ve done nothing wrong, and this is a safe space. Take a look around, take a long look, and tell me, what made your boy cock so hard.” “I…” I pause, tripping over my words, and then taking a breath did as he said. I took in the black room, the deep red lighting, the sling, the toys, the fuck bench (though I didn’t know that was what it was called then), the leather, and the restraints. “Honestly, everything. I’ve never seen anything like this. I don’t… I don’t even know what some of these things are for, but… It all turns me on.” “Good boy,” he said, rubbing my shoulder. My cock throbbed. I liked hearing him call me a good boy. “Honestly will get you far in this house, but we don’t want to distract you too much from your work. Peter wouldn’t like that.” “Well, actually… um… Sir… I was waiting for the spackle to dry on the patches I did… and it won’t be dry for at least another forty minutes.” “Sir?” He cocked his head to the side, “an interesting turn of phrase. Alright, so lets say you’ve got an nice even hour to kill shall be boy?” “Yes Sir.” I gulped again. “Come over here and have a seat on this footstool,” he said, leading me into the room and taking a seat in the large leather chair. I sat, as instructed, perched on the footstool. It was a little lower than the chair and I felt even smaller compared to Jack. “Tell me a little about yourself. How old are you, if you go to school, what interests you…” “Well, um… My name is Alex, but you already knew that. I’m twenty, I go to the university. I didn’t really want to go home this summer so I got this little apartment right off of campus and started working for Peter. He’s my friend’s dad.” “Why didn’t you want to go home?” “I just couldn’t imagine being home all summer after having a whole year of freedom. I wanted more time on my own. I want to explore and I don’t know… just be free to do what I want.” “I’m sure after a year on your own it would be hard to go back to living with parents. Are you enjoying being on your own?” “I love it. The apartment I’m in doesn’t have AC in every room, it just has this one window unit, but I’m there alone. So every day when I get home I just strip down to my boxers and sit around in my underwear. Its so freeing.” “Doesn’t sound too different to my life here. Most of the time I don’t were much more than a jock strap in the house. I only got dressed today because you were coming over.” He grinned at me. “Although, with the way you were staring at my dick when you first came in maybe you would have appreciated the jock.” “I’m sorry Sir. I… I didn’t mean to stare. I’m bi, and I’ve always known that but I’ve never been with a guy… and all the gay porn I’ve watched has just been young jocks… when you opened the door this morning I was just so… I was just so unprepared for how…” I trailed off feeling embarrassed. “Keep going.” “I was unprepared for how… how incredibly fucking hot you are.” “Good boy, doesn’t that feel better to say?” “Yes… Sir.” “Remember what I said about honesty in this house, and you should feel confident calling me Sir if it feels right.” “Yes Sir.” I grinned. “Good boy. You like it when I call you a good boy don’t you?” “Yes Sir I… I do.” “Good, give in to that.” “Yes Sir.” I said with more confidence. “Stand up for me boy.” I did as I was told and stoop up facing him. “Now I want you to think very closely before following my next instructions. Your following them is your consent, do you understand?” “Yes Sir,” I said, though honestly, I didn’t understand at all and had no idea what was coming next. “You’re a good boy Alex.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Strip for me.” “What?” “I want you to strip for me, like you would at home alone.” I hesitated for a moment, and then did as he asked. I pulled my shirt off over my head, and dropped it on the ground. Then I bent down and undid my work boots kicking those off too, and stuffing my socks inside. Standing back up my hands shook a little as I undid my jeans, and after only a moments pause, pushed them down too. I stood there, in just my boxers with my cock hard as a rock and an obvious precum stain forming, in front of a man old enough to be my father probably that I had just met an hour ago. Yet, despite how nervous I felt, it also felt right. I liked obeying him, I liked calling him Sir, and most of all I liked being told I was a good boy. “Good, very good. I’m proud of you. Show off that sexy body. Are you ready to have your first experience with man?” I nodded nervously, and he smiled. “Then get on your knees.” I was terrified but also more turned on than I’d ever been, so I did what he asked. I got down on my knees and looked up at him expectantly. He smiled again, but there was something else there now too, a hunger. “Good boy. I was hoping this was going to be your choice.” Without getting up from the chair he pulled his tshirt off revealing his massive chest, and round stomach. I marveled at the thick dark hair that swirled over his body. His nipples stood out pink and firm from that mass of fur. I licked my lips, and my cock leaked even more. He shifted his weight, and pulled off his sweat pants. That’s when I saw it. For the first time in my life I was looking at another man’s cock in person. It was big and meaty with a broad flat head already glistening with precum. A wide vein ran along the top of the thick shaft. The base of his cock was completely obscured by thick wild pubes that spread until they connected to his treasure trail and leg hair. His balls hung so low and heavy that they brushed the chair even as he sat back. My mouth was watering “Come over here boy, get my cock in your mouth.” I didn’t hesitate for a second. I dove forward, nestling myself between his thick thighs. Until right then I’d never even seen another man’s penis, let alone touched it. I hovered for a moment, simply unsure of how to proceed and then taking a deep breath, I grabbed his cock. It was warm and firm in my grasp, and deeply alluring. I pushed myself till I was propped up on my knees and my mouth was level with the tip. I licked my lips, and then kissed the head of his cock. It tastes sweet, but also salty at the same time. Without having tasted it before, I immedicably knew that this is what sweat tasted like. It was intoxicating. Slowly I parted my lips, taking the head of his penis into my mouth. My body was on fire with lust. I’d imagined this moment countless times, but this was so different and so much better than any of my fantasies. Diligently I worked my way down the wide shaft till I had most of it in my mouth. Then I started bobbing my head up and down like I’d scene in countless porn videos. I tried to remember what had felt good on my own cock when my high school girlfriend had blown me and emulated that. When Jack let out a low moan my heart soared. I wanted nothing more than to make him feel good in that moment. Eventually his hand came to rest on the back of my head. His fingers twisted into my hair, and he took charge. He held my head in place and started to push his hips forward. His cock slid in and out of my hungry mouth. I slobbered all over his shaft as best I could as he started to fuck my face. I coughed and spluttered when his cock got too deep, and gasped for breath each time he pulled out till only his wide cock head was in my mouth. “Good boy,” he growled, “Take that fat cock down your throat. Your mouth feels so good. Making Daddy’s cock feel good. I’m going to shoot a big load down your throat boy. You want that don’t you? You want Daddy’s load?” I tried to nod my head yes. At that moment in time I’d never wanted anything else more. I wanted him to cum. I wanted him to shoot his load right on my tongue. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to swallow it. I wanted my first blowjob to end with me swallowing this man’s load. “Oh fuck boy, just like that. Yeah, hold your mouth open. Fuck. Open wide for Daddy. Good boy. Fuck! Yes! Take my load boy!” He held my head in one hand, the other was behind his head. I looked up at his beautiful manly body and his cock gave a powerful throb. He pulled back so just the top of his cock was past my lips and let it go. Thick ribbons of cum erupted from the head of his dick like water bursting through a dam. It filled my mouth in just a few squirts and I tried to swallow as quickly as I could. It tasted amazing, hot and tangy. Slowly his orgasm subsided and I licked the last of his load from my lips. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I looked up at Jack in awe, his cock still inches from my mouth. “You did good boy. With some training you’ll make a first-rate cock sucker.” “Thank you Sir.” “Did you have fun?” “Yes! That was amazing. I’m so hard Sir!” “I can see that. You’ve practically soaked through your boxers. I’m proud of you.” “Thank you Sir.” I rubbed my crotch absently while I looked up at him. Suddenly he bent down and snatched my hand away from my own leaking cock. “Did I say you could touch yourself.” “I… um… no…?” “No what?” He was suddenly very stern. “No Sir.” “That’s better. You’re new, and you’re worked up. Its ok. But, if we’re going to keep having fun like this you need to learn something.” “What’s that Sir?” “I am in charge.” My cock throbbed. “Yes Sir!” “Good boy. Alright. Its been just about an hour. Why don’t you get yourself together and go finish your work. I’ll be downstairs when you’re done,” and with that he got up, pulled up his pants, and left the room. For a long moment I just knelt there on the floor in shock at what had just happened. I was so horny but I didn’t dare touch myself. Eventually I got up. I looked at my clothes laying on the floor, and then thought to myself ‘he didn’t tell me to get dressed…’ so wearing only my precum soaked boxer shorts I padded back into the back bedroom and sanded down my dry wall patches. A half hour later I was finished, cleaned up, and had packed up my tools. I walked back into the playroom, picked my clothes up off the floor and tossed them on top of my tool bag. Then I carried the whole lot back down the back stairs. Jack was sitting in the kitchen. He’d stripped off and was now only wearing a thin well-worn jock that barely held his hefty flaccid cock in place. My mouth watered at the sight. “Well, this is interesting… you’re still in your underwear boy. Did you finish your work like that?” “Well, you said that you are in charge, and… and you didn’t say to get dressed just to finish the work so I… sorry. That was probably the wrong thing to do. I’m so embarrassed. I’ll get dressed.” He got up and cupped my chin in his hand. “Don’t be embarrassed boy. You’ve done great. You’re right, I didn’t tell you to get dressed, and I’m certainly never going to complain about a boy being in his underwear. It shows real initiative too. You know… I had intended to just fuck your mouth and send you on your way but…” he paused for a moment looking me up and down. “How about this. Normally I wouldn’t take on a boy who’s as inexperienced as you, training a boy from scratch can be a lot of work, but… if you can prove to me you’re serious I might just make you mine.” Truthfully I had no idea what he meant by any of that, but it didn’t matter. In that moment I would happily do anything for Jack. “Whatever you say Sir!” “I want you to come back here tomorrow. Tomorrow’s Saturday, I assume you have the day off?” I nodded. “Good. Ok. Come here tomorrow at noon. When you get here park out front like you did today, and then let yourself round the back. You will strip off in the back yard to your underwear, then you’ll knock on the back door and get on your knees and wait. If you come here know that coming here is you consenting to serving me. I am in charge. I will treat you well and I will make you feel things you have never felt before, but I am the boss. You feel pleasure when I want you to. You feel pain when I want you to. You are mine. Is that clear.” “Yes Sir!” I was completely hard again. “Good. Now, off you go. I’ll tell Peter how good a job you did upstairs.” “Thank you Sir.” I picked up my shirt and started to put it on. “You don’t need that. You can make it to your car as is. It’s a quiet street and my drive is plenty secluded. Think of it as your first test.” I gulped, and nodded. I dragged my bag to the front door and then taking a deep breath opened it and walked outside in nothing but my absolutely soaked boxers. I walked quickly to my car, stopping only to fish my keys out of my pants pockets, and loaded my things into the back seat. “Oh, and one more thing boy,” called Jack from the front door, “No more fucking boxers. My boys wear briefs or jocks. I don’t think you’re quite ready for a jock though. Tomorrow I expect to see you kneeing in a fresh pair of white briefs, or else I’m not letting you inside.” Then he closed the door and was gone. My hands were shaking as I got dressed in my car. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Yet I knew it was real, I could still taste Jacks load on my lips. I drove to Peter’s little shop and dropped off my tools for the day, my dick still hard as it was when I’d left. It seemed like I would never be soft again I was so hard. I don’t think I ever made a conscious decision as to my next destination. It just seemed inevitable. I drove across town to the mall and parked in front of the Target. I shifted my dick so my erection wasn’t so obvious and walked into the store, heading straight towards the men’s underwear. I’d been a boxer’s man for years, at least since middle school. I’d never thought of returning to briefs, but standing there looking at all the options I understood why Sir preferred them. I didn’t clock it then, but somewhere between blowing him and picking out the underwear he told me to wear I had shifted from mentally calling Jack by his name to calling him Sir. Every package of briefs was adorned with a photo of a muscular man’s crotch in bulging underpants. I stared for a long time imagining what each models cock would look like in person. Eventually I found a pack of high cut white briefs. --- The next morning I was so full of nervous energy I couldn’t do anything. The night before I’d stripped off as soon as I got in the door, kicking off my precum filled boxers and tore into the package of briefs. I pulled a pair on and looked at myself in the mirror. I would have never guessed that one garment could be so transformative. In my boxers I looked like any other jock, lean and slightly tanned from the summer sun. In the briefs I looked more vulnerable, exposed, twinky. I liked it. I felt sexy. I slept, fitfully, in that pair. I’d resolved to follow Sir’s instructions, and hadn’t touched my cock at all. I was constantly hard, constantly reminded of what I had done that day and excited for what tomorrow would bring. At quarter past eleven I couldn’t wait any longer. Dressed in a fresh pair of briefs, basketball shorts and a tank top I got into the car and drove over to Sir’s house. I pulled into the drive ten minutes early and sat for as long as I could bare it. Finally at five minutes to noon I got out of the car, my heart pounding, and walked around the side of the house. I opened the small gate that separated the front yard from the back and headed over to the patio. At the edge of the brick slab I pulled off my tank top, kicked off my shoes, and dropped my shorts with no hesitation. I had no idea what Sir had in store for me but if it was anything like yesterday I was completely committed. I wanted it. I wanted him. I walked over to the glass sliding door, got on my knees on the mat, and knocked. After a nerve-wracking moment Sir appeared walking down the hall again dressed in nothing but an old white jock. My cock throbbed again. “You actually came, and you’re early. I’m impressed. Open up boy and I’ll give you your first treat.” He held his hand under my chin and tipped my face up to him as I opened my mouth. Then, very suddenly, he hawked back and spat a big wad of spit into my mouth and all over my cheeks. I was shocked, but also instinctually swallowed. “Good boy. You’re mine and now you’re marked as mine. Stand up for me. Look at you. These briefs suit you so much better than those horrible loose boxers don’t they?” “Yes Sir.” “Boxers are much too loose and macho for a boy like you. You need to be exposed, shown off, don’t you boy.” “Yes Sir!” “You learn quick. Do you like your new briefs?” “Yes Sir, very much. I bought them right after I left yesterday and I put a pair on as soon as I got home. I felt so… so sexy in them.” “Good! That’s exactly how you should feel boy. Alright, come inside the house and I’ll tell you what I have planned for your first training day.” I followed him inside and back up to the playroom where he once more sat in the big leather chair. Without having to be instructed I knelt on the floor in front of him. It just felt right. “Good boy. Now, before we get any further I want to make sure you understand I am not going to fuck you today.” I hadn’t honestly thought through what he might do to me, but I was still sad to hear that. “You’re not ready for me to fuck you, but don’t worry, if you prove yourself to be willing to learn and obey I’ll fill your sweet boy hole up with my cum soon enough. “Thank you Sir.” I said, my voice thick with lust. “Now some doms will tell you that you are only allowed to speak when spoken to. I find that boring. I want to hear what you’re thinking. I want to know when you’re excited or you enjoyed something. So speak up. Just remember, I am in charge.” “Yes Sir.” “Good. Next, just because I’m not going to fuck you today does not me today isn’t going to be about your hole. I’m going to spend today teaching you about your hole as a sex organ. Something tells me that you don’t have much experience in that area.” “I’ve fingered myself a few times Sir, but rarely and only one finger nothing like…” I looked around the room at the myriad of sex toys, “Nothing like the things you have here.” “That’s ok boy. I’ll start you small and work you open slowly. What’s important boy is that you let go and let me use you. I will make it pleasurable for you, but its not about that. Its about my pleasure in using you. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir. I’m nervous though.” “Don’t be. When a boy like you gives in to the pleasure of their hole it feels even better than playing with their cock. If you really let go boy you’ll shoot bigger loads than the one I’m betting you shot when you got home last night just from playing with your ass.” “I didn’t get off last night Sir.” “What?” “I… I didn’t jerk off last night Sir. You told me… well, you said that you were in charge and you told me not to touch myself so… I… I didn’t.” “You haven’t gotten off since you were here yesterday?” “No Sir.” “That is very interesting. Wow. I’m really impressed. You’re even more of a natural sub than I thought. Good boy.” “A sub Sir?” “Yes boy. A sub. A submissive. That’s what you are. There was just something about you yesterday when you came in that tipped me off, but I didn’t guess you’d be this naturally subservient. You like pleasing me don’t you? It makes you feel good to please me?” “Yes Sir!” “Good. Lean into that feeling. Focus on it. Making me feel good will lead to me making you feel good. If you really are as good a sub as you seem we are going to have a lot of fun together.” He got up from the chair. “Stay there boy,” he patted my head as he passed, and walked over to the wall covered in gear. He took a long moment looking over the wall before moving over to a collection of chains hanging all together. He picked up a smaller silver one, and grabbed a silver padlock from a small table. “Stand up boy.” I stood up and faced him. He passed the chain behind my head and rested it on my shoulders. The metal was cold, and it was heavier than I expected. I probably should have expected what came next but I was still surprised when he brought the two ends of the chain together and clicked the padlock through the links. He let the lock drop onto my chest. “Look at yourself in the mirror boy.” He turned me towards a floor length mirror next to the door to the room. I gasped. Just like the night before when I’d first tried on my new briefs I was shocked by how much a little thing could transform my image. The chain hung close to my neck, glinting in the red light. The lock looked large and prominent against my chest. My cock was straining against my briefs, and a small wet spot had already started to form as my dick started to leak. I couldn’t believe how sexy I looked. Sir stepped up behind me, joining me in the mirror. The difference between us was striking. He was tall and broad, covered in hair, with thick powerful arms. His jock bulged, heavy with his steadily swelling meat. He looked like a man, a true man. I on the other hand, was much thinner with far less muscle. My arms, though not undefined, looked puny next to Sir’s mass. I was almost hairless and small, straining in tight white briefs with a chain collar locked around my neck. I’d never seen a sub before, I’d never delved into that kind of porn, but I knew in that moment that this is what a sub was supposed to look like. I felt incredibly sexy, sexier than I ever had in my whole life up until that moment, and I would have done anything to keep feeling that way. “The collar suits you boy.” “Thank you Sir. I love it! I feel so fucking hot!” “Good! Good boy. You’re finding your place. Now, this is just a training collar, it will only stay on for today’s session. But if you’re a good a sub as I’m starting to think you will be you’ll have your own permanent collar and lock soon enough.” I spun to face him, looking up into his big square face with pleading eyes. “Really Sir?” “Really boy, but a collar must be earned. Little novice holes like you don’t just get a collar.” “Yes Sir. I understand Sir… but I’d like to earn it.” “Good boy. You like how the collar feels don’t you?” “Yes Sir! I feel so sexy.” “You are sexy. You look like the perfect sub, well almost perfect.” “Almost?” “We’ll get there… you’re not quite ready for the next step yet boy. Don’t worry about that. Focus on what’s happening right now.” “Yes Sir.” “Now that we’ve got you properly dressed for the day. Time for your first lesson: Worshiping Daddy’s body. You did a damn fine job sucking my cock yesterday, but there’s more to pleasing a man than just giving him a blow job.” “Yes Sir.” “Come over here and get your nose in my pits. Get my scent on you.” He put his hands behind his head exposing his furry pits. A wave of musk hit me like a tsunami. I was entranced by the smell, intoxicated even. I’d never smelled anything quite like it. It was something akin to the smell of the gym locker room but delicious at the same time, like the raw scene of muscularly. I dove into his pit nose first. I nuzzled deep, breathing in the heady aroma. I stuck out my tongue and lapped at the hair. The taste was just as enticing as the smell. Salty and mysterious, I licked the sweat from his pit, twisting my tongue through the hair there. Sir let out a satisfied groan when I pulled back gasping for air. “Good job boy, now do the other one.” Not needing to be told twice I frantically started sniffing and licking Sir’s other pit. I felt high. It was wild. His scent seemed to make me even hornier. My head was spinning. I slowly started to move from Sir’s pit, licking at his skin as he went. I’d seen guy getting their nipples played with in porn, and made my way to Sir’s big pink nipple. I flicked my tongue across it and he moaned his approval. I sucked and teased his nipple, feeling it harden in my mouth. Sir grunted, and put his hand on the back of my head pressing me to his chest. “Good boy, lick Daddy’s nipples,” he growled. After a few minutes he shifted me to his other nipple and I devoured that one too. When Sir finally let me up my face was slick with spit, and I was grinning stupidly. “Good job boy, and you knew to work my nipples without me having to tell you. I’m very proud of you. You’re such a natural at this. Why don’t you work your way down and suck on my balls for a minute before we get you in the sling for the first time.” I grabbed at Sir’s chest, licking his nipple for a few moments more before slowly sinking to my knees. At first I just looked at the full pouch of his jock, remembering what it contained. Then I pulled it aside and let Sir’s cock flop out. He wasn’t completely hard yet, but his cock still hung long and thick. I held his dick gently in one hand, lifting it, and started swallowing his balls. I pulled first one then the other into my mouth. I licked all along his sack, tasting more sweat and musk. I burred my nose in his pubes, inhaling his scent. As I worked his balls his dick continued to harden, swelling to its full and impressive size. I stroked it lightly, but Sir smacked my hand away, “I told you to work my balls boy, not play with my cock.” “Sorry Sir,” I gasped, letting his balls out of my mouth for a second. “You earn my cock through submission, I will let you know when it’s time for you to play with my cock.” “Yes Sir!” “Now swallow my balls boy!” I hungrily went back to my work. I liked his balls till his pubes were matted down with my spit and my face was shining. Sir moaned in appreciation as I worked his body and teased his sack. I was in heaven. Every sound of pleasure he made sent a shot of endorphins through my body. He was right, I was getting pleasure out of making him feel good. It made me happy to pleasure him. I’d never considered how good it could feel to submit. “Good job boy, fuck. You’re good at that. I can’t believe you’ve never been with another man. You’re a fucking natural. You were born for this.” “Thank you Sir!” I said from the floor, looking up at him, my face covered in spit and his precum. “Get up boy. Its time to get you in the sling.” I sprung to my feet, and he led me by the hand over to the swing in the middle of the room. He spun me around so I was facing him, with my back to the sling, “Take off your briefs.” Without hesitation I hooked my fingers into my waistband and pushed my briefs to the floor. My cock sprung up, slapping into my stomach leaving a stick trail of precum. “You are enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” He said looking at my cock. “Yes Sir. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever done.” “I’m glad to hear that boy. It means I was right about you. If you weren’t a natural born sub you wouldn’t be this turned on servicing me.” “It’s all so hot Sir. Honestly. I know I keep saying it but I’ve never felt sexier in my life. This is amazing. Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet, our day’s just starting. Hold out your hands.” I did as he instructed and grabbed to leather cuffs from the table next to the sling. He snapped them around my wrists, and then locked two more around my ankles. A big drop of precum dripped from my cock onto the floor when the leather touched my skin. “Alright, on three give me a little jump.” He grabbed me under the arms and counted, “one, two, three.” I jumped up and he pushed me back. I landed on the seat of the sling. Sir lay me down in the contraption and I looked up at myself in the mirror above. Every time I looked at myself I looked more and more like a submissive boy. Now in addition to my collar and lock, I had stout leather cuffs with D rings on them on all for limbs which Sir was attaching to the chains of the sling. Within moments I was completely helpless, attached to the sling with no way of getting free. I was at Sir’s mercy, and there was nothing I could do about it. I looked at myself in the mirror; exposed, vulnerable, and submissive. It was perfect. “How do you feel boy?” “Amazing Sir!” “You look amazing. Like I said, I’m going to take this real slow, if at any point its too much I want you to speak up. I’m not promising that I’ll stop what I’m doing but I will coach you through what you’re feeling. Understand?” “Yes Sir!” “Ok, lets start training this boy hole. How many fingers have you taken before boy?” “Just one Sir. I’ve never been brave enough to try more. I always get scared I’ll hurt myself.” “Well you don’t have to be scared today boy. I’m opened boy holes wider than you can imagine right now. I wont hurt you.” He’d walked around me now so he was standing between my spread legs. The pouch of his jock was still pulled aside and his massive dick stood straight out pointing right at my hole. I felt my hole twitch as I looked at the drooling head. I watched in the mirror above as Sir stepped closer and rubbed his slick cock head against my ass. I felt the wet head brush over my hole and I moaned. “Good boy,” he said. “You want my cock don’t you?” “Yes Sir! I want you to fuck me.” “Like I told you earlier, I’m not going to fuck you today, only properly trained sub boys get my cock. But with how eager you and naturally predisposed to submission you seem, I don’t think you’ll have to wait that long to get my cock inside you.” He brushed his cock head against my hole again, “and my load.” “Fuck,” I moaned. “That’s right boy. Once I’m inside you I’m not going to stop until I’ve bred your sweet boy hole.” “Please Sir! I want you to breed me! Please train me for your cock.” “Good boy.” Sir grinned at me, and then to my shock, sank to his knees. I felt his warm breath on my hole first, then the tickle of his moustache on my taint, followed finally by his tongue flicking across my tight, virgin, pucker. “Oh my god!” I practically screamed. Sir chuckled, “relax boy. It’ll feel good. Just relax.” He did it again. His tongue darted across my hole, then back down. It began to circle the outside of my ring. He was right, it did feel good. I watched Sir burry his head between my legs, shoving his tongue into my ass in the mirror above. His head bobbed forward and back as he twisted his tongue around. Almost immediately I was a whimpering heaving mess. I pulled against the chains, my arms moving involuntarily and Sir worked my hole. It happened slowly but I felt it, my hole began to relax. As Sir’s tongue danced around and across my hole, very slowly the muscles began to relax. I was opening up for him, slowly blooming open. Sir felt it too, he began to push his tongue against my hole. Over and over as he continued his frantic lapping he’d press the point of his tongue against my pucker. Little by little he made progress, slowly prizing my ring open. “Holy shit! Holy shit!” I kept repeating over and over. I had never dreamed something could feel like this. “That’s it boy, give in. You can feel it, can’t you? You can feel your hole opening up for me. Its fucking beautiful. You have such a pretty hole, tight and pink, just the right amount hair. Fuck.” He dove back in, his tongue now focusing almost exclusively on the center of my hole. He pushed and pushed, till his tongue could slid easily in and out of my hole. I felt the shift. He was tongue fucking my hole. “Oh my god.” I moaned. “Good boy. Yeah, good fucking boy,” he growled into my hole. He kept that up for what felt like an hour. I was whimpering and moaning when he finally got back to his feet. His moustache and beard were wet with spit and ass juice. He looked even hotter than before. Sir licked his lips and smiled at me, “what a fucking beautiful hole. Its just fucking begging to be trained. Boy, you need this don’t you?” “Yes Sir! Please! Please train my hole.” “It just bloomed open for me.” He sucked on one of his fingers for a moment and then started to rub it on my hole. “And it didn’t tighten back up right away. Your hole is desperate for it.” He pressed the tip of his finger into my hole very slowly. “Desperate for me to stretch it out. Fuck boy.” He spat onto his finger, rubbed his spit over my hole and pressed forward again. There was a long moment where nothing happened. I watched anxiously in the mirror, trying desperately not to tighten up. Then very suddenly Sir’s finger vanished inside my hole. My body just opened up and swallowed his finger. I groaned and tossed my head back against the sling. My legs pulled against my chains and I saw stars flash before my eyes. Sir twisted his finger around, pulling at the sides of my hole as I groaned and blathered on at him “open me, use me, it feels so good.” “Good boy, open up for me, that’s it, you can do it,” Sir cooed back as he worked me over. Eventually he pulled his finger out and stuffed it and a second finger into his mouth. He got both fingers wet and then aimed them back at my hole. I closed my eyes, willing my hole open as he started to work two fingers into me. It wasn’t easy, but it didn’t hurt, to get his second finger in. My hole opened wider than it ever had before as Sir’s digits began to penetrate me. He worked them as before, twisting and pulling, stretching the sides of my hole wider little by little. He slicked two fingers on his other hand and began to alternate between the two hands, fucking his fingers in and out of me. Waves of pleasure coursed through me. My whole world had shrunk to Sir, his fingers, and my hole. I never even thought about my own cock, which lay against my body half hard and leaking a steady stream of precum onto my stomach. “Such a beautiful hole, and you’re opening up so well for me,” Sir said and he stuck three fingers in his mouth while still fucking two from his opposite hand into me. He dropped another big glob of spit onto my hole and then started to push three fingers in. “You maybe bi but you’ve got the making of a fag’s pig hole,” he said as my hole stretched open again and his three fingers sunk in to the knuckle. “Fuck Sir! Please make my ass into a fag’s pig hole!” “Is that what you want boy? You want me to turn you into a little fag boy? You want me to stretch your hole out till it’s a gaping mess? Give you a big wet pig cunt?” “Please Sir! Don’t stop till I’m a gaping mess! Please make me a pig cunt!” “Piggy boy cunts aren’t made in one session, but you’ve got a lot of potential boy. First we’ve got to get you nice and stretched out, and once you’ve got a warm wet pussy I’ll breed you and turn your hole into a pig cunt. Now, let’s see if you can handle something more than just my fingers.” With that he reached back over to the table next to the sling. I watched anxiously in the mirror as he selected a slender but almost a foot long silvery orange toy. It bent as he picked it up, flopping about in his hands. He poured lube all along its length and rubbed up and down the shaft to make sure it was spread out. Then he rubbed the extra lube from his hands on my hole, slipping his fingers in and out of me with ease. “Alright boy, this called a Slink. It is the smallest one and it’s got a long shaft so it’ll stretch you out slowly as it probes your hole. You ready?” “Fuck yes!” “Good boy. As I push in push out a little with your hole, it will open you up, but don’t strain. Alright now, deep breath in, and then let it out slowly.” I took a deep breath, and then very slowly blew it out through my nose. As I did Sir lined the toy up with my hole and started to press it into me. I pushed out and watched in shock as my hole bloomed open and accepted the toy. The first few inches slid inside me easily. I gasped, accidentally tightening my hole. “That was good boy, really good. You just got excited and clamped down. Take another deep breath and do the exact same thing.” We did it again. I took a deep breath, and let it out as I pushed out with my hole being careful to never strain. More of the toy sank inside me. Soon half of it had vanished inside me. “Good, good. That’s perfect. Now I’m going to fuck you with just this much of the toy. I want you to lay your head back. Try not to look in the mirror too much, just focus on how it feel.” “Yes Sir!” He slid the toy back till just the very tip was inside me, and then pressed it back inside. I groaned. He did it again. Slowly he built up the pace, fucking me with the long slender toy. Dutifully I kept my head back and eventually closed my eyes focusing on how my hole felt. It was incredible. I loved the feeling of being penetrated, every time Sir thrust the toy into me it hit something inside my hole that sent an electric shock of pleasure through my body. I felt stretched and used. I felt like a slut, and I liked it. “Fuck boy, you did it. Open your eyes and have a look.” I opened my eyes and looked up into the mirror. For a second I didn’t understand what I was seeing. Sir was standing between my outstretched legs with his hands at his sides, and the toy was nowhere to be seen but I could still feel it inside me. Then I understood. He had worked the rest of the toy inside me while he was fucking me. The whole foot long toy was now lodged in my ass. “Holy fuck Sir! How? How did you get all of that inside me?” “Very slowly. I told you boy, yours is not the first tight hole I’ve opened up. While you were focusing on the pleasure you were getting from the toy I pushed it a little deeper with each thrust till you’d taken the whole thing. Now watch this.” He took hold of the base of the toy and pulled back on it slowly. At first all I felt was pressure, then my ass gave way and the bulb of the toy slid out. I watched in awe as twelve long inches of orange silicone slipped from my hole and flopped into Sir’s waiting hands. As soon as the toy was out of my hole I felt empty. I missed the fullness that came with being penetrated. “Fuck Sir, it felt so good. Fuck me again with it please! Put it back.” “No, I think you took this one too easily. I’m going to size you up.” He dropped the Slink onto the table and walked down its length till he found what he was looking for. Holding a long black dildo he walked back to my hole. It was the same length as the Slink but without the taper. It had a fat head, and a wide shaft that ended in a pair of sculpted balls. Once more Sir slathered it with lube, rubbed some additional lube on my hole and then lined up the toy. “Deep breath, and push out while you let out your breath.” My hole opened easily for the new toy. The Slink had opened my hole and I had no problem with the girth for the first few inches. When about half the toy was in me Sir said again, “head back, eyes closed.” I did as instructed, and relaxed into the toy fucking. This time I knew what he was doing and I felt it. I felt the toy slowly working deeper and deeper into my hole. I felt myself opening up for it. I felt my guts being rearranged. Sir fucked me longer this time, eventually working up to long dicking me with the dildo. He’d pull its whole length out of me, resting the head on my hole and then push forward and sink the whole shaft back into me. I groaned as he worked me over and begged him to use me, and turn my hole into a pig cunt. “Fuck boy. You’re ready to size up again.” He pushed the whole length of the dildo in my hole, and then leaving me stuffed, moved down the table to pick my next toy. He came back with another dildo, this one however was fatter than either of the first two despite being several inches shorter. He lubed it up, pulled the pervious toy from my hole and then immediately replaced it with the new one. I groaned and without being told to do so, laid my head back on the and closed my eyes. Sir was getting more aggressive now. My hole was loosening quickly for him and he was being less gentle. He fucked this new fatter toy into me quickly and then proceeded to pound it in and out of my hole till I was a sweaty, drooling, blathering mess. “You’re doing so well boy. I’m so impressed,” Sir said, holding the toy deep inside me. “I can’t believe you’ve never had anything inside your hole before today. You’ve opened up so quickly. How do you feel boy?” “I feel fucking amazing.” I said in complete honesty. “I never imagined that getting fucked would feel this good. Its just… its amazing. I want more! Fuck. I want you to make me into a pig hole so bad! I want to be stretched out and used. I want to be full of your cum” “Damn. Hungry fucking boy. I love it. I like it when you beg me boy. But, I meant what I said, you’re not getting my cock today. You’re still not ready.” “Yes Sir.” “But you can get my load another way.” “How Sir?” He slid the dildo from my hole and set it aside. Then he unlocked my hands and feet and pulled me from the sling. I fell into him. My legs where shaking and unstable, lack of blood flow and being stretched for the first time had made me weak. Sir chuckled, “Get your legs back under you and then, you’re going to swallow my cock while you ride that dildo.” “Fuck yes Sir!” Sir moved us both over to the chair where he sat down handing me the dildo. It was heavy in my hands. I got on my knees in front of Sir, and then lent forward and aimed the dildo at my hole. It took me a moment to get the angle right but once I did it slid right back in. I shifted positions and slid the full length of the dildo inside me. Sir growled his approval and pointed his cock head at my face. I licked my lips, and fully impaled on the fat silicone cock I started to slurp on Sir’s dick. He held the back of my head again forcing me to take more and more of his cock down my throat. I coughed and spluttered but kept riding the dildo. It was completely overwhelming. There were too many amazing sensations happening at once that I couldn’t focus on anything. I found my mind going blank till I was only focused on the dildo in my ass and the cock down my throat. He fucked my throat till my jaw hurt and then kept going. My eyes were watering and drool was dripping off of my chin. I’d completely forgotten to keep bouncing on the dildo and was instead just sitting with it completely lodged inside my formerly virgin hole while my mouth was ravaged. Eventually Sir’s breathing shifted, his pace changed, and he pulled out till his cockhead rested on my tongue again. I knew what was coming next. Ribbons of hot sperm shot out of his cock filling my mouth. I swallowed rapidly, gulping down as much as I could. I felt a small trickle of cum escape from the corner of my mouth as the last spurts fired. Sir collapsed back into his chair, both hands behind his head exposing his beautiful bushy pits and filling the room with a fresh wave of musk. I sat back, relishing the feeling of fullness in my hole and licking my lips. “Fuck boy, you did well.” He said eventually. “Thank you Sir. That was amazing, and… and thank you for giving me your load.” He looked down at me quizzically. “Jesus. You really are a born sub. Fuck. Thanking me for my load unprompted. Fuck!” He reached down and rubbed my head, mussing up my hair. “I wish I could wreck you all night.” “You can Sir! I don’t have to go anywhere.” He laughed, “No boy, your hole’s been through a lot. You need some rest, or we’ll end up breaking your pretty little cunt in training. Time to get off that dildo.” “Sir cant I just…” “Who’s in charge here boy?” “You are Sir.” “Correct, and I told you its time to get off that dildo, so get the fuck up.” “Yes Sir, sorry Sir!” I shifted onto the balls of my feet and slowly raised myself up will the dildo fell from my hole. I felt empty. I missed it already. “Good boy, that’s better. I know you’ve had a big day and these feelings can be overwhelming so I’ll forgive you this time.” “I’m sorry Sir.” “Its ok boy.” He held my chin in his hand, “just remember whos boss in this house.” “You are Sir.” “That’s correct.” He tipped my face up to him and did something I didn’t expect. He kissed me. I leaned in, pressing myself to his warm body as our tongues intertwined. His beard scratched at my chin and his moustache tickled my nose. It was heaven. “I’m really proud of you boy,” he said when he broke apart our kiss. “There aren’t many boys who are experience with getting fucked who can take three hours in the sling their first day. You did amazingly.” “Did? Are we done Sir?” “For today we are. Like I said, we cant risk breaking your pretty hole on the first day.” “Oh. Right.” “Don’t look so sad. Come back tomorrow and we’ll keep opening you up.” “Yes Sir!” I didn’t want to stop but at least this wasn’t the end forever. “Tomorrow when you come do the same thing you did today. Go around back, strip down to your briefs, knock and wait on your knees. Got it?” “Yes Sir.” “Oh, and tonight… I want you to jerk off tonight.” “Yes Sir!” “Jerk off thinking about what we did today, watch some porn of boys being used by doms. And then in that post nut clarity I want you to ask yourself if this is something you really want to do. If you come back here tomorrow I want it to not just be pent up hormones, but what you really want to do. Understood?” “Yes Sir.” “Good then get your briefs and gather your clothes from the back porch. I’ll see you tomorrow at noon.” I lay in my bed that night, my briefs pulled to the side any my cock sticking straight up leaking. I rubbed at my tender hole as I stroked remembering the afternoon I had. I heard Sir’s voice in my head saying “In that post nut clarity ask yourself ‘is this something I really want.’” How could the answer be no? The whole day had been pure bliss. I felt like I had found my place. I stroked my cock feverously thinking of Sir calling me a “good boy” as he stretched out my hole. I felt my used but as of yet unfucked no longer truly virginal pucker and imagined Sir’s cock finally entering me. My balls tightened and cum erupted from my dick like water from a fire hydrant. It shot high into the air and rained down over my sweaty heaving chest. I dipped my fingers into the puddles and lapped up my own load falling back against the pillows as my climax ended. I was panting and exhausted, but one things was crystal clear in my mind: I would be at Sir’s house at noon the next day kneeling in my briefs as ordered. “I knew you wouldn’t disappoint,” Sir said as he opened the sliding door in nothing but his jock smiling down at me. “How did it feel blowing that load last night boy?” “I’ve never cum so hard in my life Sir. It was all over me and then I licked it up.” “I bet you were playing with your hole at the same time weren’t you boy?” “Yes Sir, and imaging you fucking me.” “Glad to hear it boy… and when you came, how did you feel?” I paused for a moment thinking and then replied, “Resolved Sir. I want to be your boy. I want to be trained by you. I want you to make me into a pig. I want a pig cunt Sir! I want to be your sub. I want to learn to submit! Please Sir!” “Good boy. I like your honesty, and I’m glad that’s your choice. I’ve been thinking about your sweet boy hole all morning. Now, as cute as those briefs are on you they’re only going to get in the way of what’s next. Take them off, you can leave them out here with the rest of your clothes. You won’t be getting dressed again today.” I stood up and took off my briefs, only momentarily self-conscious about being completely naked outside. “Good boy. Come inside.” He led me inside, but instead of heading right upstairs to the playroom he brought me over to the kitchen island. “Hope up here,” he said, patting the island. I did as instructed and sat on the edge of the island. Then he turned to the freezer and pulled out a small bag of ice. “Put this on your dick to make it go soft boy.” I blinked at him confusedly but followed his instructions. I placed the freezing cold ice on my hard cock and felt it slowly begin to deflate. Sir then took something out of his pocket and pulled the ice away. He quickly worked a hard plastic ring around the base of my cock and balls, my dick swelling again. With the ring securely in place he put the bag of ice back on my junk making it go soft once more. As soon as I had completely lost my erection Sir took the ice away once more and deftly slipped a small plastic cage over my cock and locked it to the ring. “That load you shot last night,” he said, an evil glint in his eye, “was the last load you’re gonna shoot for a long while. I hope it really was a good one.” At this point in my life I’d never seen a cock cage or heard of male chastity, yet here I was with my cock straining against the confines of a black plastic cage. “This way all of your focus will be on your hole, not that you did a bad job of that yesterday but this… ensures compliance. Now, lets get you upstairs and start opening that hole up again. What do you say?” “Yes Sir!” I jumped down from the kitchen island and practically ran up to the play room. Sir chuckled coming into the playroom after me and seeing me standing right in front of the sling facing the door, my locked cock proudly on display. “Wrists out boy.” I held out my hands and he locked the cuffs back on them, then he did the same for my ankles. I stood still as a statue waiting while he retrieved my collar from the day before and re-attached it around my neck. “You look perfect.” “Thank you Sir.” “I thought we’d try you out on the bench this time,” he said, “instead of the sling. You wont be able to see what’s happening and can give in to just being a gaping hole.” He brought me over to the bench, and helped me to mount it. The bench was angled downward, and once Sir had attached my cuffs I was forced downward so that my ass was higher than my head. I had thought the sling left me exposed yesterday but it was nothing compared to this. My hole was totally exposed and I was held into place by the thick leather cuff. My cock throbbed in its new cage. “You look beautiful boy. Your locked up cock is leaking everywhere, and your hole is quivering. I’m going to open your hole till it’s a big loose cunt. I’m going to turn you into the perfect sub pig and breed your guts till my cum runs down your legs.” “Fuck yes! Please Sir! Use me! Stretch me out! Wreck me! Breed me!” “All in good time boy. All in good time,” and without further warning he dove into my hole. He licked at it like a man possessed just like he had done the day before. Only this time, it didn’t take half the time before my hole started to bloom open. I felt it, my hole still sensitive from yesterday, slicked and then opened, slowly relaxing under Sir’s assault. I moaned as his tongue started to work into my ass, flicking over the muscular ring over and over again. Sir growled as his opened me up. His big meaty paws held my cheeks firmly, spreading them apart. “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” I groaned over and over again. “This is going to be the perfect pussy.” Sir said, smacking me hard on the ass as he stood up. I heard him moving around but I couldn’t see where he went. After a few moments he returned, and I felt the cold slickness of lube being spread on my hole followed by the unmistakable pressure of a toy. “Lets see what we can get in this hole today boy,” and he pressed the head of the toy into me. It felt narrow but steadily widened. Maybe it was the Slink from yesterday, but then it just kept going and going. It felt longer than anything yesterday. I closed my eyes and focused on relaxing my hole and enjoying the experience. Eventually I stopped wondering what it was and just lost myself in the pleasure the toy was giving me. Sir progressively built up speed till eventually he was bashing my hole with the toy, the end of which felt like it had gone a miles into my guts. My hole felt wet and sloppy when he pulled the toy out. My hole felt cold without it, and I realized that that was air getting into my gaped ass. Sir replaced the first toy with another one almost immediately. This time, like yesterday, it was less tapered than the first. He steadily worked it deep inside me and I again lost myself in the experience. We did this over and over as Sir put larger and larger toys inside me. My world shrunk with each toy to focus more and more on my hole and Sir’s voice. The only thing that mattered were his words of encouragement and making myself into the hole he wanted. I had fallen into some sort of trance when he finally said, “Lets get you off this bench, I want you to see what was just in your pussy.” “My pussy Sir? Does that mean…?” “That your hole is growing? Absolutely. It’s not a cunt just yet, but its definitely more than just a hole.” Sir unhooked me, and helped me to sit up and then dismount the bench. My arms and legs both felt a little numb as I stood up. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.” I did as instructed and a heavy weight fell into my hands. “Open them.” I looked down and gasped. I was holding what seemed like an impossibly large dildo. It was the same silvery orange as the Slink but had a spear shaped head, a long slightly tapered shaft and a slight knot at the bottom. It had to be almost a foot and a half long almost three inches across at the head. “There’s no way that was inside me Sir.” “I’d never lie to you boy. Squat on it right now. You’ll see I’m not lying.” I did as he said and set the massive dildo on the floor and then started to lower myself down onto it. My mouth hung open in shock as my hole easily opened for the head, and then slowly but surely swallowed the whole shaft. “Holy fuck,” I groaned as I sat on the floor fully impaled on the toy. “Thank you Sir.” “For what boy?” “For showing me how good my pussy can feel!” “You’re most welcome boy. It feels right doesn’t it boy, to have your hole stretched around a big toy and your dick locked away.” “Yes Sir! It feels so good.” “Good boy. You’re learning to take pleasure from a sub’s place in the world. A sub should be constantly horny and ready to service any man who wants to use its holes.” “Yes Sir!” I was bouncing absent mindedly on the toy as he talked. It felt so good. I couldn’t believe it. Yesterday I’d barely had a finger up my ass and today I was riding a massive toy like it was nothing. Sir was a magician. He was also right. It felt so good to be locked up and stretched out, I never wanted it to end. “I’ll do anything you want.” “Really boy? Anything?” “Yes Sir! Anything!” “Open your mouth boy.” He stepped right in front of my and pulled the pouch of his jock to the side. His fat semi hard cock flopped out. I opened my mouth expecting him to start face fucking me. Instead he twisted one hand into my hair holding my head still, and used the other to aim the head of his dick at my open mouth. He closed his eyes for a second and then suddenly the back of my throat was hit with a hot stream of piss. “Swallow boy. Take my piss load.” I swallowed as quickly as I could but his stream came out way too fast and soon hot piss was streaming down my cheeks and dripping onto my chest. His piss was bitter but also somehow delicious. I gulped it down. I think even if it had tasted disgusting I would have still swallowed it. Sir wanted me to drink his piss, so I drank his piss. Some part of me understood that this was not just about sexual gratification in the moment but also about him asserting his dominance and control over me. I was becoming an object for use, and I’d never been happier. As Sir’s stream ended I licked my lips and flicked my tongue across the head of his dick, lapping up the last of his piss. I looked up and saw Sir smiling at me, a big messy grin. “Damn boy. I expected you to resist or spit it out. That was… wow.” “You told me to swallow,” I said cheekily. “You’re right. I certainly did. Fuck boy.” His did was hard now and he slapped it against my face. I hung my mouth open and let him push the head into my mouth. He held onto the back of my head with both hands and crammed his dick down my throat. For a second I couldn’t breathe before he pulled back again. I sank all the way down on the massive dildo and let Sir face fuck me. He groaned and growled as he used my throat. Thick globs of spit dripped off my chin and I started to sweat. When Sir finally came it was with a massive yell and hot volleys of cum filled my mouth. I swallowed his load down too, savoring his tastes with satisfaction. “Good boy… good boy,” he cooed running his fingers through my hair. When his dick had gone soft he knelt down in front of me and took my face in his hand. “Good job boy. I’m really proud of you.” “Thank you Sir!” “You’re doing so well. You’ve impressed me so much. Your holes gone from a tight little pucker to a nice wet pussy so quickly.” “Thank you Sir! It feels so good. I love having my hole turned into a pussy.” “Good, and tomorrow I’m going to turn it into a cunt.” “Really?” “Really boy. Tomorrow you get what you’ve been asking for. I’m going to bend you over and pump you full of my spunk.” “Fuck! Please Sir! I’m ready now Sir!” I bounced on the dildo to show him I was ready. As I rode the dildo my hole made a wet squelshing sound that made me even hornier. “No boy. You’re going to wait till tomorrow. You’re going to spend the night in that cage, and come here after you’re done with work tomorrow. You’re going to prove to me that you want this,” He shook his cock at me, “Badly enough. You’re going to prove you’re a good boy, and then I’m going to breed you and make you mine.” “Yes Sir! I’ll be here Sir!” “Good boy.” “Um… Sir…?” “Yes?” “Could I… is there a toy I could take home? It just feels too good to be stretched out. I don’t want it to stop!” He smiled, “After tomorrow boy you’ll be stretched out all the time. For tonight your hole needs to rest. Now come on,” he grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to my feet. The dildo fell from my used hole as I stood up. I felt empty. “Let’s get you dressed.” I stripped naked as soon as my apartment door closed behind me and flopped back onto my bed. I lay there running my hands across my body. My skin felt electric, as if every touch was heightened after my experience. My balls were more sensitive than they had ever been pressed forward and slightly squished by the ring of my new cage. I pulled my legs back and felt my hole. It felt puffy and swollen. It also felt amazing. I rubbed my fingers across it reveling in to the slickness I still felt. My hole had gone from completely virginal to a wet sloppy pussy in just two days and tomorrow it would become a pig cunt. I was in heaven. The next day it was almost impossible to concentrate. I felt the pressure of my cage constantly. Every time I moved I felt it, and it kept me in a constant state of arousal. Peter could tell I was distracted but he didn’t seem to mind. He just let me exist and wait out my time till I could go back to Sir’s house. When our day was over and we’d dropped off tools back at the shop I practically bolted to my car. I drove as fast as I dared back over to Sir’s house and ran around the back of his house. I stripped off as soon as I got to his back porch and knelt down fully naked at the sliding door. Sir came to the door today dressed in a black leather vest, and black leather chaps with well-worn white jock on. There was a stout leather cuff around his left bicep, and he had on heavy black leather boots. “Fucking sub faggot waiting naked and caged for his Dom. So fucking sexy,” he said when he opened the door. “Good boy, open your mouth.” I did as instructed, guessing at what was next. Like the day before he pulled his jock to the side and rested his semi hard dick on my lips before releasing a massive stream of piss into my mouth. I gulped it down hungrily, swallowing as much as I could. When he’d finished he slid his dick deeper into my mouth and fucked my face as he got hard. He pulled his fully hard cock out of my mouth, and turned my face up to his. Then he bent down and spat right into my mouth. “How did my boy enjoy his first day as a locked boy?” “It was really hot Sir,” I said, after swallowing his spit, “But it was hard to think about anything about being caged and how horny I was.” “Good. I told you a sub boy should always be horny and ready to service men, especially his Sir.” “Yes Sir! I’m ready for you. Anything you want! I’m ready to serve.” “I know you are boy. Are you ready to get that pussy turned into a cunt?” “Yes Sir! I want it so bad!” “Then lets get upstairs then!” Sir took me upstairs, fitted the cuffs on me again, and latched the collar around my neck. He then lifted me into the sling and locked me in place. I gazed up at myself, taking in my spread legs, exposed body and leaking caged cock. I looked like such a slut. “Fuck,” said Sir rubbing his fingers across my hole. “Such a beautiful fucking boy pussy. I’m going to breed you so deep boy my load’s going to be in you for days.” “Please Sir, breed my hole! Make me into a pig cunt!” “That’s it boy, beg me. Beg for my load. Tell me what you want.” He got down on his knees and started to eat my hole as I alternated between begging and whimpering. “Please Sir! Fill my hole! Pump me full of your sperm. I want to be your boy! I want to be your cum dump. I need to be used. I’m just a sub boy, made for you to fuck! I need it so bad Sir! I’ve needed it for days. I want you inside me so bad! I can’t think about anything else. Every time I close my eyes I see you on top of me. I dream about you fucking me. Please let me serve you. Let me make you feel good. Please breed me!” “Good boy,” Sir said when he stood up, “You’re learning your place. You’re going to make such a good sub.” He was leaning over me holding onto the chains by my wrists. He bent down and kissed me deeply. Then he stood up and towered over me. I looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his jock was off and his cock was fully hard and leaking. He lined it up with my hole and rubbed against my pucker. I groaned. “Good boy. Just like before, deep breath in, let it out and push out with your hole. Its time to turn your hole into a cunt.” I did as he said and took a deep breath. With my eyes locked on his cock in the mirror I let it out and pushed gently. Sir’s cock was smaller than the toy’s I’d been riding the day before but it was thick with almost no taper to the shaft and it took some time and extra spit before his head broke through my sphincter. I moaned in ecstasy as the first two inches of cock entered my body. Sir growled hungrily. “Good boy, take my big raw cock. Feel it opening your pussy, turning it into a cunt. That’s right boy, you’ll never be the same after this. You thought those toy’s felt good now that you’ve had real cock in your hole you’ll never be able to go back. You’ll always long for it. You’ll need it. You’ll need big raw dick in your sweet boy cunt.” While he was saying all of this he was slowly pushing his dick into me. I was whimpering and groaning, quietly begging him to make me his boy and fill me with cum. “That’s it boy, you’ve got my whole cock inside you now. You’ve taken your first dick.” “It feels so good Sir! Fuck! Your dick is so big. I love it. Please! Please fuck me Sir!” “I like hearing you beg boy.” “Please breed my hole Sir! Make me into a cunt!” “Good boy,” he said and started to pull his cock back out. He built up a slow pace first, using the swing of the sling to force his dick harder and harder into my hole. I was mesmerized watching his dick slide in and out of my ass in the mirror. Part of me couldn’t believe it was happening, and part of me felt like it had been inevitable that I would somehow end up here. Sir was right, I was a natural born sub. It didn’t matter that I was bi, I was a faggot made to be used. I moaned as Sir picked up the pace and started to slam into me. Sweat was beading up on both of us. It dripped off of Sir and splattered onto my body. The smell of sex started to permeate the air. It was like Sir’s musk but quadrupled. It was intoxicating, it made me feel light headed. I was swimming in some sort of horny bliss, a daze of pheromones. How could I ever have been scared of being fucked? It was the greatest feeling in the world. “God your hole feels so good boy. A warm wet boy pussy, its just begging to be used and bred. Fuck boy! I’m going to fucking fill your hole. You’re going to be my cunt.” “Breed me Sir! Use my pussy! Its yours. Fill me up!” “Yeah boy, take Daddy’s big raw cock. That’s what holes like yours are made for, taking big fat raw dicks all day long. You’re a fucking cum dump. Once you’ve had my load you’ll be fucking hooked. You’ll be desperate to be fucked all the time.” “I want to be a cum dump Sir! Im already desperate. It feels so good! It’s the best thing I’ve ever felt. Your dick is so good! Breed me Sir!” “Fucking fag boy desperate for cock. Beg me for my load boy. Beg me to breed you. Beg me to make this pussy into a real fucking cunt!” Sir was pounding me hard now. He was swinging the sling away from him and bashing me back against his cock as it swung back. I was panting, and dripping in sweat. My breathing was ragged as I gasped out, “I need it Sir! I need to be bred! I need my pussy made into a cunt. I need to be your cum dump! Please cum inside me! Breed me! Take me! Fuck me! Fill me up! Please… Please… Please… fucking breed me!” “Here is comes boy, the first load of your life. Take my fucking load!” He screamed as he orgasmed, slamming his dick as deep as it would go inside me and pumping rope after rope after rope of hot cum inside me. I was shaking, several spurts of thick cum oozed out of my caged cock. Sir was still grunting as his dick throbbed inside me. Sweat fell from his face landing on my chest. My head fell back against the sling as I tried to catch my breath. It had happened. Sir had fucked me and bred my hole. I had his hot load inside me right then. I was really a sub boy now. I was a boy. I was a hole. I was Sir’s hole. I had found my place. “Fuck boy.” Sir groaned when he finally started pulling his cock from my hole. “You did so good.” He took a step away and grabbed something off the table of toys next to the sling. He lubed it up and pressed it into my hole. It was another silvery orange toy, this time a plug. It was shaped roughly like a man’s dick but with a thick knot at the base. He pushed it into my freshly bred hole and it popped into place. “From now on, this plug stays in your cunt when you’re not being bred. Is that understood boy?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy.” He unfastened my arms and legs from the sling and helped me down. “Kneel there.” He pointed to the floor directly in front of the sling. I did as I was told. “Eyes front.” I looked dead ahead as Sir walked away from me. A moment later he returned and unlocked the collar from my neck, I looked up at him sadly but he just smiled. “That’s just a training collar, something I use on a boy I’m just playing with. This,” he dropped a thick heavy chain around my neck, “Is the collar of an owned boy.” He locked a big gold padlock through the last links of the chain and dropped it onto my chest. There was no ignoring the weight of it. Like my cage the chain would be a constant reminder of who I belonged to. “You’re mine now boy. You’ll come here every day after work or school and service me, or whoever I want you to service. Follow instructions and your hungry pig cunt will never go without again.”

My last load in him was doggy style, him looking away from me, and me getting off on the sexy patch of hair on his lower back. I rutted him and came with my raw penis deep in his butthole. I first met him earlier in the summer over Sniffies. He’s just past 40, tall, dark, and married to a woman. I’m 60. Too bad it didn’t work out. He let me bareback him from the start. A photo of him sucking my dick is attached. He recorded video every time we met. He wanted sex rough and fast. This suits me perfectly. When I really get plowing, it can get rough. I love it when a bottom gives it up for me to fuck like I want. Sometimes I like my dick beating up a hole, making it more receptive, before I plant my d.n.a. We always met fast because both he and his wife usually work from home. He’d text to come over if she went shopping. Or he’d tell her he had an errand and . . . go back to her 30 minutes later with my semen in his gut. Once I tied him down and fucked him - his first bondage. Once I had him spit-roasted with me in his ass and my partner’s dick in his mouth - also his first. Once he was on his back, I had him pinned down, bent in half, ass out. I fucked him with everything I had. I was pulling him towards me. I was long stroking him HARD. Fucking. Fucking. My dick went all transcendental it felt so good. Slamming in and out, I couldn’t even tell if I was cumming or not. Fucking and fucking. Only when my dick started deflating did I stop, and see the mess that I’d blown in him and then churned out. Cum everywhere. It was one of my hottest fucks ever. He never came once in the dozen or so times I fucked my load into him. I liked his small dick very much. He didn’t . Alas he wanted more texting and attention than I want to give (especially to a dude in the closet). We stopped trying to meet up which was hella difficult owing to his home situation anyway. The point of the story since I didnt JUST cum in his ass is this . . . my partner saw him at Walmart yesterday. He turned pale with fear of being ‘recognized’. He was with his wife who was pushing a baby stroller with a new baby. I’m wondering if it’s mine. Heheheheh.

I am still here - I tested poz with the first ERISA tests back in 1985 when I was 22, and 39 years later I am still here at age 61. My first long term partner was HIV+ when we met in '86 and passed from AIDS in '89. Met my current partner now husband in 1990 and we celebrate 34 years on January 15. He's STILL neg, I'm still poz - with both men our relationships have been sexually open and free - just emotionally monogamous. I've been a regular top/vers in the NYC party scene since 2000 and in the safe sex group scenes of the 90s returned to BB after 5 or 6 years in the early 90s of condom-only sex, pushed back into BB by of all people the porn star Scott O'Hara.

First load for 2024. I went down to the state park. There were the most cars there I have ever seen. It was a huge picnic day, hot and sunny. I almost turned around a left. But I wanted to go for a walk in the hills anyway. I got up one of the side trails and a dude walked past right away. I thought, this might be ok after all. I lubed up my ass, just incase. I went down to the fun little clearing in the forest. Took off my shirt in the shade, it was a really hot day. This hot guy with tattoos, in rugby shorts and sports team shirt walked up to me. I could tell, that he was taking a walk to take a break from the family picnic area. He rubbed the bulge in my shorts. He flopped his cock out, and I pulled my shorts down and we played with each others cocks for a couple of minutes - was unsure where this was going. His cock was a good size and really hard. Nice head. I thought it would be hot to get a first load for the year, so I just turned around and rubbed his cock in my pre-lubed ass. I was not sure he was into it, but I rubbed his cock up and down my crack. He put his arms around me and gave me gentle bear hug. I aimed his cock in my hole and his head was in just the right place. The head popped in a little bit. I was hard as fuck. He started jerking me a little bit and he started humping my hole, just edging his cock head in my hole. I love just putting my cock head in a little bit too. It's a good way to test the waters. As he was humping me, his rock hard cock was getting a little deeper every time. He tightened his bear hug and his urges took over and he stroked deeper and deeper slowly, until he was pounding my hole. I love the way he was breathing hard in my ear, and rubbing his built body again mine. He was really going to town now. I thought he was not going to last much longer, I told him to blow his load in me. He pounded even harder, and I reached down and cupped his balls. I did not want him to pull out last minute - if you get that far into it, don't waste that cum on the ground. I felt his cock throbbing and his balls up against my hole. Fucking hot, first load of the year. He tidied up and walked off, back to the picnic - I guess. I went for my walk up the hills with that load up my ass, I felt really horny. There is another spot where there is a lookout. It's not on a trail, it's a place where dudes meet up, then go somewhere else in the forest. I guess it's a good spot, it's a little steep and difficult to get to, but if a dude is there, you know why he is there. I decided to walk up to the lookout, I saw a dude ahead of me. He looked hot and sweaty, it was such a hot day. I was hot and sweaty. And I had a cum lubed hole. I like the sexy dirty feeling of fresh sweat and cum. I just followed that guy up, he looked away from me, and I thought he was just walking the trails for the view. Which can be the case. Anyway he looked twice or three times at me, so I started to walk to where he was, he took a couple steps toward me and stopped. We were kind of in each others way now, he was up hill from me, so I just looked at his shorts. There was a nice bulge developing. I rearranged my cock, so he could be sure I was cool with it. He had his hand down his pants now. He pulled the front of his shorts down and started stroking. He had a thicker than average floppy one. It looked like it would taste good, hot and sweaty. So I had a taste. He thickened up pretty quick in my mouth and he hardened up good. I pulled my shorts down and turned around and rubbed his cock on my hole. Fuck, I was in a piggy mood. I was still horny from my previous load, and my ass was ready with lube and cum. I pushed back on his cock and he was thick but it got in, I was pre-stretched. He started stroking it in and out pretty quick, which was hot as fuck. I did not want to spend too much time getting fucked here, because the trail coming up is pretty easy to get busted from, just one path in an out. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me deep and fast thrusts. I could tell he wanted to get off fast as possible. It's hot knowing you could get caught. But it's all good because only our guys are likely to hike up here. I was loving the piggyness of getting a second load. It only took about 30 seconds for his strokes to get to full speed. He blew his cum deep in my ass. We got our selves back in order pretty quick, and he took off down the hill. I was in a horny daze. I walked back slowly, fantasising about getting a third load. Getting two loads in an hour was good going for me. Great way to start the year.

Saturday lunchtime I headed out of the flat to meet friends at our annual pride festival. I was only 26 a late bloomer for a gay person and unless you knew me you would never have known, ordinary down to earth fit in the crowd type of person, or I was until Joey came along bringing two worlds crashing in to one. Meeting with my friends we wondered in to the festival, I noticed a skinhead friend of mine from North London sat down with around 10 other guys, he waived me over and started introducing the guys he introduced me to the skinhead on my right as Joey from Toronto but living in London. Joey had a shaved head and wore bleached jeans with braces and a white t-shirt as well as DM boots, he was around 5'8" so only a little taller than me and in his middle 40's but what stood out was his body as it was compact with zero body fat and defined to the point that he had been chiselled out or a piece of marble. He wasn't built like a brick house but due to there being no body fat you noticed the muscles everywhere. Joey and I chatted a bit and he told me he was heading over to Chelsea later for a party. I said my goodbyes and went to join my friends, by 6pm I had had enough and managed to work my way towards one of the exits. To my surprise I bumped in to Joey "Hey how has your afternoon been?" he inquired, "yes it was okay had a great time listening to the acts on stage and browsing around, are you off to your party in Chelsea now?" I replied, "Well sort of I do need to go but I feel dirty so heading home to shower and freshen up a little", he went on tell me he lived in east London which even I knew was no mean feat getting there and back over to west London. I offered Joey the opportunity to shower at my place as it was on the way to Chelsea he thanked me so we headed off. I showed Joey the bathroom that lead off my bedroom and said he could change here as well, by now it was 8pm and Joey said he was not in any rush as the party wouldn't start until midnight at the earliest. As he got undressed I was drawn to his physique and his cock where I could see a PA peering out under his foreskin, he didn't miss a trick and noticed me, "I only had it done 10 days ago and haven't shot my load since I had it done" to much information I thought. He continued looking at me intently in the eye and he moved has hands over my smooth body with caressing tender strokes before he kissed each of my nipples and slowly worked his way up to my neck. My body shuddered as it if being woken up by electrical surges and slowly I was being undressed until I stood naked eye to eye with him, I felt his 8 inch thick cock slip between my thighs as he slowly moved his hips back and forward I felt the piercing and every now and then the moistness of precum was being rubbed in between my thighs. With his tender caressing he moved his lips towards mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth sensually exploring my mouth my reaction was natural and responded to his kissing. We were locked together in a loving embrace as I started feeling my body being twisted and those lean arms were now wrapped around my chest as he continued to kiss me, "kneel on the bed" I moved forward to the bed "on all fours", a I did so his hands grabbed my hips and he pushed me down slightly so that my hole was aligned to his cock. He pulled my ass over the edge of the bed and realigned his cock. The feeling of pure arousement and desire overwhelmed me as his pierced cock nudged at my hole then without any lube or spit he pushed his cock head in to my hole, my head raised up and I let out a moan of pleasure and with that he began pushing the rest of his cock deep inside me. He Held his position and slowly made a couple of thrusts before withdrawing from my arse with only the PA still in my hole. "That feels good" he said as he pushed all 8 inches back in and again the sensation of electricity coursed through me, slowly he started fucking with gently strokes all the time holding my hips tight against him. Gradually his pace quickened with deeper thrusting movements his ball sack slapping against my arse with a thudding sound, my body was quivering all other. This was a man who knew how to get his bottom to enjoy sex. After what seemed an age I was starting to feel discomfort by the relentlessness of his thrusting "enough Joey" I pleaded but he ignored and ramped up the speed, "Fuck" I shouted as my load shot all over the bed, he continued with determination then jolted and moaned "uuhhh, breeding your arse bitch", with that his hands dug in and gripped me so hard as he held me deep on to his cock. He collapsed on top of me and as he did so he ground his hips deeper and deeper to push the seed further inside my body. He pulled out slapped my ass and kissed me then went for shower, I sat on the bed and realised that I had just performed unprotected sex with a complete stranger I rubbed my hole but there was nothing there just a bit of soreness so it had the appearance nothing had happened. Joey came out of the shower dried himself and got changed and went on his way to the party. A couple of months later one afternoon I was on line chatting to friends when I saw a message box open from a guy calling himself FITPOZSKIN, I looked at the profile it had a body pic and I recognised it immediately as Joey. "Hey, have you been tested for HIV after I fucked you?" he asked, "Yes about a week ago and it came back negative" was my reply, "That won't do I must be loosing my touch I'll come over and spend the night with you". My initial thought was no I can't take the risk, but my body wanted him again so yes I wanted him to come over. He fucked me in the same position as before only this time after he bred me he pushed me down on to the bed to really work his seed in to my hole. Over the next 4 hours his cock remained in my arse and never lost his erection as he bred me multiple times. The following morning I realised without any intention I had become a bug-chaser.

M came and sat on the couch with S and I. I already felt so horny after taking ywo strangers loads in front of my teo straight friends. And now, here I was sitting in between these two very sexy straight guys on the couch. Ive been in some pretty slutty situations, but this was one of my sluttiest Ive ever felt. M dumped the rest of the drugs on the coffee table in front of us. He started cutting it up into lines for us. We didnt really say much, s just had his head laying back on the couch, he looked very relaxed. I had my hand resting on his thick, muscular thigh. I was tracing one of his veins with my index finger. The music was still going, and it actually allowed me to really start to lose myself. I reach my other hand out and found M's back with my eyes closed. He was leaned forward cutting up the lines. I started caressing his back and it felt amazing putting my hands on these two guys bodies. M sat up and I opened my eyes. He grabbed the bill off the table and rolled it up. He leaned forward again and took a rail from the fat railes on the table. He passed the bill to S, who also took the fattest line on the table. He then turned to me to pass me the bill. I told him I dont think I can take anymore up my nose. And he just smiled at me. "You want another one up your ass dont you?" I didnt say anything and they both just chuckled. "Then get up." S said. So i stood up and bent over the couch, I arched my back and presented my hole. S spanked my ass and got up behind me. He scooped up a line from the table onto the bill. He told me to arch more and get my hole in the air. He'll dump the line on my hole and finger it in, but he didn't want me to drop any. So i turned any put my chest on the couch seat and arched as hard as I could. My back was straining from arching so deep. I felt him dump the chunky powder on my hole, then I felt a fat finger pushing against my hole. It slowly penetrated my used wet hole. I started moaning instantly. It felt so good to have something inside me. I wanted to be full again. It burned a little, but more of a warmijg sensation than a burn. It felt fucking incredible. I felt more hands on my back. Rubbing and caressing. Running up and down my spine as my hole was being fingered. I was pushing my ass back, meeting each thrust of his finger. I needed it deeper. Fuck, i wanted more. I asked him if he could use more fingers. "Damn, how many you want?" S replied with a laugh. "As many as you can fit. It feels so fucking good." My hole was so fucking hungry. I just kept thinking about fucking slutty I was being. And about the time I was gangbanged while blindfolded. And all the other times I had been so high and so slutty. I wanted raw cocks and cum. I wanted my hole stretched by as many men I could get. All of these dirty thoughts were rushing through my mind as S pushed two, then three, then 4 fingers into me. "Fuck man, you want me to keep going?" I could tell he was kind of impressed. "Yes please..." was all I could say. He continued to push 4 fingers into my hole. We started to find the rythym with the music. I was moaning and telling him how fucking amazing it felt. Then I felt a hand cupping my balls. I looked bavk and it was M. He was actually touching my balls and cock. My straight buddy was interested in doing more. His curiosity must have taken over after his ass was tongued snd fingered and the MDMA started to really kick in. I asked him if he wanted to try. He smile and said, "sure..." His voice was a little unsure, but he said yes, and I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. I stood up and turned around to face the brothers. I leaned in and kissed S and thanked him for his service. We kind of laughed a bit and he said, "no problem man. I kinda liked it too." I told M to bend over like I was. And he did. His massive ass was fully in the air. His perfect tight pink asshole was completely on display. S couldn't take his eyes off of it. I asked S if he could get the line from ghe table for me, so I could eat his hole and get it wet enough to push my finger into. He obliged and I went to town. M was practially yelling his moans were so loud. His face was pressed so hard into the couch, thank god, otherwise the neighbors would have thought someone was being torchered. S had the line ready on the bill, so i reluctantly lifted my face out of his hole and let S dump the line onto the now semi open wet hole. I slowly slide my finger into his willing pussy. He was still moaning. He kinda jumped a bit at the initial entry, but started to calm down a bit and got into the feeling of my finger inside him. As I felt his hole start to relax, i put a second finger inside him. I heard S snorting a line from table. I assumed it was probably too much for him to watch my stretching his brothers hole out with my fingers. I pulled out my index and middle fingers from his hole slowly, watching his pussy close after removing them from him. I went in with three. His moans didnt increase. He was taking it so well. I cpuld tell the molly was taking effect. He was definitely enjoying his hole being played with. I started to bend my fingers and massage his prostate. He really loved that. Moaning and pushing his ass back onto my hand, his back arching so hard. It was one of the sexiest things Ive ever seen. His body was perfection. Such a masculine man loving his pussy played with. I increaded to 4 fingers. His hole was completely stretched to the maximum. From never being played with, to having 4 fingers inside his hole, he was in heaven. I tried to put in my thumb too, he jumped and yelped. "No, no, no, i don't think I can." But then his body relaxed again, and I continued. I pushed forward, and he was pushing back onto my hand. Fuck...he really wanted it. I know that feeling, wanting more. Wanting to have your hole completely stretched and open. Then, i felt S put his hand on my shoulder. His other hand slowlybstarted to rub my arm. The arm who's fingers were currently in his brother's pussy. It slowly made its way down to his brother's hole and he slid his middle finger into his brother's open hole. I pulled my fingers out and S put 4 of his fingers in. M's face was still buried in the couch cushions, he was unaware that his brother was thr one who was now opening up his pussy. Holy Fuck, i couldn't believe what was happening. This was a first for me. Ive been in lots of really crazy and hot situations, but this was a first. And it really fucking turned me on. I looked up at S and he was fixated on his brother's hole. I think he was also shocked at what he was doing, but he didnt stop. He continued. Putting his fingers in his brother's incredible ass, then pulling them out. Putting them in and pulling them out. M was in ecstasy. He was rocking back and forth on his brother's hand, it looked like he was trying to get the whole thing inside his pussy. I just watched in awe, then i moved my hand to S's cock and slowly jerked him while he was working over his brother's hole. I started to make out with him deep with lots of tongue. S was definitely turned on. He was letting go of all his inhibitions and letting himself go and making out with me so deeply. I dropped to my knees and started sucking S's cock. I wanted to get him hard. I wanted to see where else this would go. I started feeling around on his hole while i sucked his cock. Then i slid my middle finger inside him while sucking his cock and playing with my own hole. My hole was so slick and hungry from the loads and the mdma. I was taking S's massive cock all the way down my throat. I had never been this fucking horny before. He was starting to grow in my mouth. He was getting harder and harder as I sucked and played with his hole. When he was almost fully hard, as hard as I think he could get under the circumstances, i stood up and made out with him again and started jerking his cock. I looked at the table and noticed that the couple had left their poppers, so i grabbed them and took a hit, then gavr them to S and he took a big hit too. Then i moved down to M and gently lifted his head and he saw me, in front of him and couldn't quite understand how i was in front of him and also fingering him as well. I just put the poppers under his nose and told him to take a deep hit. Which he did. Then i put it under his other nostril and told him to hit again. He did. Then one more. He did. He started really pushing back on his brothers hand, he really wanted to get his hole wrecked. I moved back to S and we made out some more while i jerked him off again. Then i pulled his cock to his brother's hole. At first he resisted, but then he allowed me to move his cock closer. His big cock was lined uo with his brother's hole while he continued to finger fuck him. M was moaning and talking to himself. "Yes... fuck...oh my god....my fucking hole...oh my fucking god...fuck my hole...im such a dirty slut..." he was obviously lost in his own world with the MDMA and poppers. Throwing his ass back and moaning. S pulled his fingers out and M pushed back into his brother's cock. He took it all the way down to the base in one go. He let out a loud moan. He fucking loved the cock inside him. And S has a big cock. Its 8.5 inches long and reasonably thick. S was in shock. He just froze. He couldnt believe what was happening. M continued to fuck himself on his brothers cock. Pulling all the way off and back down on it. I just stood back and watched. I opened the poppers and gave another hit to S. And then another. And then another. He was hitting them so deep. Aftet the last one, he put his hands on his brothers hips and actually started fucking him. God damn, this was the hottest thing Id ever seen. I went back to M and gave him another few hits from the poppers. He was still in a complete haze. I dont think alhe actually understood who was fucking him. His eyes were closed tight as he concentrated on the cock in his hole and thr pleasure of being fucked. They worked a good rythym to the heavy beat that was playing. They were both flying so high that they were just in their own worlds and I watched them completely losing themselves. I reached down and put my fingers in M's mouth. He willingly opened up and let me explore his mouth with my fingers. I moved in front of him and sat down. I pointed my cock toward his mouth to see if he would suck it. I rubbed thr head of my cock on his lips, but he just moved his face around it. I rubbed my cock all over his face, but he didnt suck it. He just wanted it in his ass. I rubbed his sweating back and enjoyed watching his brother wreck his hole. He was really pounding him now. M was taking it so hard and deep. I couldn't believe it. I then moved behind M and joing S. S pulled out and I slid my cock inside him. My dick is nowhere near as big as S, but M loved that too. But I could tell that he was starting to come back to his body again. He wasnt as enthusiastic as before. I pulled out and started fingering him again, but he slowly raised up to his hands and knees and looked back at me. "Holy fuck! That was intense. I didnt know I could do that. Thanks man!" S and I just looked at eachother and laughed. I told him that was the booty bump and poppers. It makes getting your hole played with very fucking intense. He gave a forced laugh and said, "damn, i guess." I dont thìnk he understood that it was his brother's cock he was riding. But that's something Ill never forget.

Approaching the building, Everett rang the 'nighttime service' buzzer. He was buzzed in and walked to the front desk. "Green salad and a smoothie, Lenny" He said passing the food. "Where is he?" "End of the corridor, last door on your left." He replied. "Just be warned, he's in bad shape." The corridor smelled of disinfectant as Everett made his way to his destination. Opening the door, he saw a gaunt figure in bed with a shock of white hair on his head. "I know it's past visiting hours, but would you like some company?" Looking up, the man said, "I haven't had any visitors in the three months I've been here. Yes, the staff will talk to me, but that's their job. Please, step inside and have a seat. To have such an attractive visitor is more than I dared hope for." His accent was definitely European, either Dutch or German. "Please excuse my appearance, I'm hardly looking my best. I'm Will." He held out a bony hand. "My name's Everett, but call me Ev, there's no need to be formal." He said, shaking hands as he sat at Will's bedside. "Given what you're dealing with, I think you look well. Quite handsome, if I might say so. Would you like to tell me about yourself?" Shocked that someone would take an interest in him, Will said. "I come from a small town in Germany, and aside from knowing I was gay at the age of ten, I lived a normal life. Having earned a scholarship, I was eighteen when I moved here. New York was everything I needed to be free and live as a gay man. While I did well in school, I found it wasn't what I wanted. I've always had a talent for music, so I joined a band, kind of a punk, grunge thing. I was the only gay guy in the group, but they didn't care. Our gimmick was our lack of wardrobe. We only wore skimpy briefs and mine left little to the imagination. To be honest, we weren't very good, but we did scrape by. Around this time, I met my man. Greg was sweet and sexy and most importantly, a slut like me, so monogamy wasn't an issue. Both of us were free to fuck and get fucked by others, both separately and as a couple. When the plague hit, we had a serious discussion and we reached a mutual decision to continue fucking and getting fucked bareback, leaving it to the luck of the draw. The draw hit me first and Greg nursed me through it. Big surprise, I was diagnosed with a med resistant strain. Because I loved Greg, I offered to go for safe sex, but he wouldn't have it. He had me fucking him five or six times a day until he got sick and I nursed him through it. We continued fucking around and being honest about our status. Believe it or not there were many like us. Greg wasn't as strong as me and he died in my arms five months ago. I went on a downward spiral and wound up here. Having made peace with myself, I'm ready for what happens next. If Heaven is filled with people who hate me for being gay, I'll gladly go to the other place. Sorry for being a downer, but it feels good to get it off my chest." A thought suddenly occurred to Everett and he said, "While we've only just met, if you've ever posed for gay porn under the name of Wilhelm, then I know who you are!" He hadn't given a thought to that brief part of his life in years. To have this man mention it brought a smile to his face. "Yes, I'm Wilhelm and I just did it for fun. I hope you enjoyed it." "Enjoyed it would be an understatement!" Ev replied. "I probably shot gallons of cum jacking to those pics! Your face is thinner, Wilhelm but you're still a handsome man! Would it be okay if I kissed you?" His smile broadening, Will said, "Trust me, I haven't kissed anyone since I kissed Greg goodbye, so it would be more than okay. I'd be happy to kiss such a handsome man, but you're likely to be disappointed as my mouth is quite dry." "Let me take care of that!" Ev announced, grabbing Will's chin to hold his mouth open. Once, twice, three times, he spit into his mouth. Pulling him closer, he thrust his tongue into Will's mouth. The spit did it's job and they kissed passionately. As they broke the kiss, Will took Ev's hand and squeezed it. "You can't know how much that kiss means to me. The intimate contact of another man has always been important to me. I must also say that you're a wonderful kisser and all this from a photo shoot." "Speaking of the photo shoot, there was a certain caption that distinguished you." Ev said, excitedly, reaching under Will's hospital gown. "There they are! BULL BALLS!!" Hefting them in his hand, he was amazed at how heavy they felt. "And that magnificent cock that goes along with them!" "You do remember!" Will said filled with mixed emotions. "Given a no longer magnificent cock that's only good for pissing, my BULL BALLS are pretty much useless. At least you have your memories." Extracting a yellow cialis tablet from his shirt pocket, Ev suggested, "If you agree, we can both have more than memories! That is if you find me attractive. Would you have fucked me before you got this?" He stood up and briefly pulled down his sweatpants to reveal a firm, hairy ass before sitting down again. His eyes wide, Will declared, "I would've fucked you before and if this pill works, I might fuck you now! But you need to think about what you're getting into. or more importantly what would be getting into you! This is no picnic! Not just AIDS but a meds resistant strain." With a pat on Will's bony knee, Ev reassured him. "Believe me, I've given this thorough consideration and if I had any reservations, I wouldn't be here. If you need any incentives, think of me as your living legacy, a new version of your toxic virus, fucking as your proxy! For me, carrying a piece of Wilhelm is lethal icing on the case." "You make a compelling case!" Will said, snatching the pill from Ev's hand and popping it in his mouth. "I never thought I'd fuck again after Greg's passing and it's like you're offering me a piece of my life back and a bit of immortality. Don't take this the wrong way but this is deliciously twisted!" To be continued

I was sucking on M's cock taking the whole thing in my mouth, gettinf every last drop of his cum out. My God, the taste was delicious. His cock tasted like cum and my ass juice. It was completely intoxicating. I was not being delicate with my sucking. It was loud and sloppy sounding. Slurping his softening cock in my mouth. I could tell his cock had the post cum sensitivity by the way his body would jolt around when i sucked on the head of his fat cock. I pulled my face away from his cock and just admired him. He was so fucking beautiful. His face was kind, his body was perfection, and his cock...his thick meaty, heavy cock. It just hanged there between his massive thighs. It gave me a new appreciation of his cock actually. It wasnt small or even average. On a normal man, his cock would look enormous. But because his legs were so thick, his cock looked average. His thick cock matched his thick muscular body, even down to the vein running down the middle of his cock. His arms were above his head, and his hands covering his face. He was trying to recenter himself aftet a very hard fuck and a very intense cum that he had. His body was still quivering. I just took in this incredible sight. I wanted to commit this moment to my memory bank. I was so incredibly turned on by this man. His brothers hands were rested on my ass cheeks. He was gently massaging them. Lightly digging his fingers into my muscles. Pushing my cheeks together, then pulling them apart. Briefly exposing my used asshole. Then massaging them back together. It felt incredible. I was still so high and the feeling of being touched was honestly amazing and i was feeling so greedy for his touch. I could feel his thumbs inching toward my hole. He was making circular motions on my asshole with both thumbs, alternating which thumb ran across my abused pussy. He was testing to see if i could take anymore. He obviously hadnt met a slut like me. The pain of getting my hole wrecked actually was part of the pleasure. I just dropped my chest to the floor, arched my back, and let out a long, soft, and sensual moan. Fuck, I wanted more. And i couldn't wait to feel his long cock knocking deep inside me. I held onto M's ankles and started to lick his toes as S stood up behind me and lined his cock up to my hole. He slowly pushed inside my wrecked and swollen pussy. He pushed passed my sphincter and kept going. He made his way deep inside me. I could feel every inch. Thr way his raw cock pulled at the skin of my raw hole. Brushing against my prostate the whole way. He pushed until he bottomed out in my deep hole. Now, if you've never had the distinct pleasure of taking a truly massive, long cock. There is something about that feeling of having ut bottom out inside you. All cocks feel incredible when you're getting fucked. But, a cock that is long enough to find the very deepest part of your hole. There is no comparison to that feeling of rearranging your guts. Especially once they really get going and knock that part inside you, the second sphincter. It usually doesnt happen in the first few pumps. But when you get used to getting the depths of your hole doscovered and you start to relax. When you start to push out your hole. That long cock will start to open the second hole inside your pussy. S was there. I was so open and relaxed after taking many fucks already this night. After M fucked his fist inside me. S's long cock on only a few pumps had my pussy pushing out and ready to receive him. He had already found my second hole. Its uncomfortable at first. A little painful. But jf you can push passed that discomfort and pain, i promise you, there is nothing more pleasurable than having a man unlock that for you. I let out a long and guttural moan. It came from the very depth of my soul that S had unlocked for me. He was pushing passed my second hole. It was incredible. He pulled all the way out, and then slid right back in. As he pushed his big cock inside my hole, i pushed put. I wanted him as deep inside me as possible. I leaned back into his body and pushed out my pussy hard. My hole was making all sorts of gurgling noises. I didn't care. The only thing I cared about in that moment was hole deep his cock was going. Again, he pulled out. As he pulled out i squeezed my sphincter hard. I didnt want to feel him leave my body. Then he thrust back in. Again, I pushed out my pussy. He started to speed up, knowing how hard and deep I could take it. He grabbed my hips, i could feel his strong hands grip me hard, i knew he was preparing to rail me. I couldnt wait. I asked if he had the poppers and he stopped with his cock lodged deep insidd me. He tapped my back with them and handed them over to me. I took long deep hits. I felt like I was hitting them so deep my lips were turning blue. I passed them back to him and heard him takijg some deep hits while my body melted to the floor. M had sat back down on the couch and i held onto his feet. I could hear the deep beats from the house music that was thumping, but it seemed so far away. The only thing that I could feel was that massive cock in my loose pussy. I reached back and held my ass cheeks apart to give full access of my hole to S. I needed him as deep inside me as possible. He started his thrusts again. They started slow and deliberate, but gained speed. I just pushed my asshole out and let him ride me. He was hitting so deep inside me that I started to lose control. I could feel the twinge in my useless shriveled cock. It just hung down between my legs, but the sensation of his pounding gave it this feeling of life. My prostate was being throttled. The muscle running down my inner thigh was firing and an incredible feeling was overcoming my body. He was digging his cock straight down into my hole. He knew exactly where to pound. I was having an anal orgasm. But I also started to leak precum like crazy. I was overcome with an overwhelming sensation and i started cumming. Handsfree. My soft, shriveled dick was shooting stream after stream of cum. It made the feeling of getting fuckdd by this massive cock so intense. I started to cry out. My hole was so sensative. But he didnt relent. He grabbed my hips even tighter. His thrusts became harder. He was relentless. I could feel his rock hard cock pounding my ass. His skin sticking to mine as he bottomed out in my hole. Our bodies were so sweaty after so much MDMA and poppers. I could feel his hands slipping off my hips and him readjusting them to get a tighter grip. His thrusting was animalistic. He was grunting and calling me names. Beating up my hole. I was lost in the fuck. My soul was outside my body, and just as I felt like I completely left my body, he would spank my ass hard snd i would come back into my body. I was moaning loud. I had already cum, both anally and from my cock handsfree. The abuse my hole was taking was really painful, but i wouldn't give in, i needed to make him cum. Just as I thought my body wouldn't be able to take anymore, the tightness of my body after orgasming gave up. His fucking started to feel good again. That pain released and turned back to pleasure. The poppers had started to wear off and I was back in my body. Back in control of my pussy. I started to match his thrusts. One of the best things of MDMA is that it usually takes a really long time to cum. So when you're bottoming, you get to feel that incredible sensation of being used for a lot longer than you would sober. And these brothers were putting that to the test for me this time. I started to squeeze my asshole everytime he would pull out and loosen it when he would push in. I would throw my ass back into his forward thrust. I was gonna earn that load if it was the last thing I do. We kept going and going. it felt as if we were the only two people on the planet. Noone else existed except for us. I dont know how long we were fucking, but he threw me around in all sorts of positions. He fucked me in doggy, I rode him, and finally on my back. He was dripping sweat from his chest into my mouth. It was salty and was driving me fucking wild. I was so turned on, feeling this massive cock destroying my asshole. Finally, i could feel his body start to tense up. It was coming. He was cumming. His already massive cock grew more rigid and thick inside me. He started to hold his breath. Then he gave out a loud yell as he unloaded inside me. I was completely spent. I had had full body orgasm after full body orgasm, i had cum handsfree, i was fisted. Holy fuck. I was fisted. I couldnt believe this. It was already morning outside. I had been fucked for hours. By four different guys. I had all their loads inside me. I was so fucking exhausted. S collapsed ontop of me. I just rubbed his head and back and played with his sweaty hair i reached a hand and found M's body too. Somehow we all ended up in S's bed. Im not sure when or how that happened. But i was glad for it. The three of us laid there. I jusy rubbed their bodies and scratched their backs and replayed the whole night in my mind over and over and over again. The boys fell asleep as I touched them. This was surreal. I still can't really believe that this happened. This was every fucked up fantasy that I had ever imagined and then some. I couldn't sleep at all. I was still all wired from thr MDMA and the experience. But i stayed in that bed with those perfect men until the middle of the day when we woke up. We had coffee together and discussed everything that had happened. We all recounted whaybwe could remember. We laughed at some of the things that we did and how crazy we all found it. We all agreed that we probably shouldn't tell anyone what went on at S's place after the bar. I know what happens when you play with straight friends, it usually gets weird afterwards. I am hoping that this isnt the case here, because they are both really great guys and I want to keep spending time with them. I also dont know if I would party like that again. It was fun...fuck...it was absolutely incredible. But I know where that road can lead, so I don't think I can. But in this case, im really glad that we all let loose and lived in that moment.

Loaded up a 23 year old twink this morning. He hit me up on the grind by flashing me his hole and only messaged me “breed me daddy” and then shared his album. What a hot little muscular twink. I ended up breeding him on my living room floor while he was gagged with his own jockstrap. Gonna hit him up again later this afternoon with my buddy and get him nice and loaded up between the two of us for the new year

Ev's butt muscles responded to each spurt of Wilhelm's/Will's deathstick spewing AIDS jizz deep within him. "Wilhelm, my hot AIDS stud, I'm all yours! I give myself to you willingly, eagerly and if it's okay with you, lovingly!" "It's more than okay with me. Nearing the end of my time, it's wonderful having a man who loves me and a man I love." Will declared. "How could I not love you? You're sweet, kind, sexy! All that and an ass that's tight, hot and wet!" Smiling wide, Ev said, "Men have always complimented me on my tight ass and it's been a source of pride, but never more than tonight knowing it shall absorb every drop of your super AIDS sperm. This is my destiny. YOU are my destiny!" Will stroked Ev's face, "Your destiny! Fuck you have a way with words! Not to mention having a way with your ass! I think I'm good for one last fuck. Let's rock back and forth, so we're equals." "Good idea!" Ev exclaimed, pulling will close to him. They were chest to chest and he could feel Will's heart beating. Back and forth, back and forth, they rocked. Kissing passionately, they were as one. Ev had never known such bliss. All too soon, Will reached his climax, the most intense and powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced. "I'm spent!" He whisper shouted. Feeling his own rare anal orgasm, Ev announced, "I'm filled! Gently, he rose from Wilhelm's/Will's still rock hard cock. Repositioning himself, he licked that magnificent cock clean, savoring his own ass juices. He fondled those BULL BALLS, now emptied. Basking in the afterglow, he lay at Will's side stroking his face. "I had no idea what to expect, but this was fucking amazing, fucking being the operative word! Thank you, my Wilhelm! From the bottom of my heart to the depths of my hole! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I think we both need to get dressed." Hopping off the bed, Ev picked up Will's gown and tied it on him, the front tenting from the chemical induced hardon. Next, he dressed himself. "Ev, I'm the one who should be thanking you!" Will said. "They say you never forget your first! Well, you gave me a memorable last, three to be specific! Please, don't go, I feel like my time is nearly up and I don't want to be alone. In the closet, there's a duffel bag. Bring it to me." Ev did as told. Opening the duffel bag, he retrieved the Wilhelm magazine. "Yes, it makes me seem vain, but if anyone did visit, at least I had proof that I was virile before I was viral." He reached for a pen on the bedside table as he thumbed through the pages. Writing something, he put the magazine back in the duffel bag. I need you to promise not to look at this until you're home. Greg is calling me. Kiss me goodbye." Bending over, Ev gave Will a passionate kiss. "Goodbye my Wilhelm," He said, pulling back. Will closed his eyes and went peacefully. Lack of blood flow caused his magnificent cock to soften. Picking up the duffel bag, he walked back to the front desk. "Lenny, he's gone and he went peacefully. The trip home took ten minutes. Once inside, he opened the duffel bag. He found the magazine opened to that page where Will had written, "To my dearest Ev, ALL that I have is yours. With all my love, your Wilhelm." The end

Suddenly, there was a heavy rainstorm. "Listen to that rain!" Ev exclaimed. "I've always thought of rain as nature's way of cleansing things. Right now, it's cleansing my inferior strain, Ev.1 to be replaced by yours and now mine, Wilhelm/Ev 2.0 which is indestructible. At this very moment, it's multiplying and replicating in my bloodstream. Med resistant SUPER AIDS is our Super strain and both you and I will live on through our virus for eternity!" Reaching down, Will caressed Ev's face with bony fingers. "You have a way with words. When you first proposed this, I thought it was merely some perverse, personal pleasure and I indulged you. Listening to your justifications and ramifications has made it much more meaningful and even intimate. If it makes a difference, I'm now just as committed to this as you are. This isn't just fucking for my strain, it's forging a permanent bond between us and as it's my last act, I do it proudly, willingly and yes, lovingly. Had we met years ago I think you'd have become the third man in our relationship and I'm certain Greg would've approved." "Needless to say, I was in lust with Wilhelm, my porn god/idol." Ev confessed. "Granted, it can't last but I find myself falling in love with Wil, the man. Handsome, warm and sweet, I value this time together." "As do I." Will said smiling broadly. "Here I am nearing the end of my life and you come along, bringing joy and happiness. Thanks to you, I don't even need to be comforted. Right now, more than anything, I need to fuck you! Let me get under you!" Ev rolled out of the way, allowing Will to get under him. Looking down, it was Wilhelm's cock throbbing and leaking precum. "You be a lazy top and I'll ride your lethal lance!" He said, impaling his ass on that magnificent cock. It was less than a minute before he was filled. He bounced up and down, feeling every ridge and vein. After the first fuck, it felt like Wilhelm's cock had found a home in his ass. Up and down, up and down! This wasn't his first time as an aggressive bottom but Ev found it enjoyable. There was a brilliant flash of lightning followed by a loud clap of thunder. Just then Will's/Wilhelm's cock spasmed as he reached climax. "Aauugghh, take me!" He grunted, as he spewed a second dose of his fatal fluids deep in Ev's ass. To be continued

Always proud of his oral skills, Ev's mouth enveloped that magnificent cock. It wasn't just Will's cock, it was Wilhelm's new and improved AIDS cock and that made it even more inspiring. Gradually, he took inch by inch into his mouth, eventually deepthroating the entire 10" and Wilhelm's BULL BALLS were slapping Ev's chin and his nose was buried in sweaty blond pubes, the smell more intoxicating than poppers. The intensity of the experience had Ev salivating like never before. Since he'd be getting fucked with only spit for lube, this was a necessary turnon. Reluctantly releasing Will's/Wilhelm's cock, he said, "You need to know, I won't be cumming tonight!" Slightly confused, Will said, "I'm sure you have your reasons. Would you share them with me? How will you keep yourself from cumming?" Feeling the need for complete honesty, Ev declared, "I want the next load I shoot to carry our strain, whether it be in a poz guy looking for an upgrade or a chaser looking for the ultimate. As for not cumming, I have 2 methods, I envision an ugly woman naked, her cunt is monstrous and has teeth, otherwise, I twist my balls!" "Ev, your reasons are perfectly understandable! Actually, it makes me want to fuck you even more! You're just what I needed and I know it sounds weird, but it feels like Greg sent you to me." Will confessed. Taking charge, Ev commanded, "Assume the pose in Wilhelm's pic and fuck me!" He locked his arms around his knees, offering his hairy ass. Without waiting, Will's/Wilhelm's magnificent was penetrating his pucker. "Ram it in! Keep thrusting until your balls deep! Tear my ass! Fuck me, Wilhelm and give me your med resistant AIDS strain! Let's whisper shout, lest we cause a disturbance." With the hunger of a feral creature, Will/Wilhelm entered Ev relentlessly as if he were a predator and Ev was his prey. "Fuck, your ass is wonderful! So tight, wet and responsive! Take every fucking inch of my death cock, because it's what you're made for!" Pulling Ev in, he thrust his tongue into his mouth and they swapped spit! They broke the kiss. "Ev, this is so beyond mere fucking! It's med resistant AIDS lovemaking and for as long as we have this, you're my lover!" "You're so right!" Ev said through the delicious pain. "This IS med resistant AIDS lovemaking. When I first saw the magazine, I never imagined we'd be lovers. Now, fuck your lover and knock me up with your med resistant AIDS cum! I love your BULL BALLS slapping my ass! Full of your noxious nectar!" He whisper shouted. Suddenly, he felt Will's/Wilhelm's cock pulsate. "Uuugghh, yes!" He grunted as he climaxed. Nine, ten ropes of deathjizz shot into Ev's ass. The smile on Ev's face was half angelic and half demonic but for Will, it was definitely bliss personified. "I'm usually good for 2 more loads, but fuck this took my energy away!" "No need for energy when I can be an active bottom!" Ev declared. "Pull out." He suggested and Will did as he was told, easing his still hard cock out of Ev's ass. Naturally, it was tinged with blood, cum and assjuices. Seeing it in it's med resistant AIDS glory, Ev couldn't help but lick it clean. "Thank you for letting me worship your med resistant AIDS cock! Yummy!" To be continued

"Pozibly. pun intended!" Ev chuckled. "Is there anything I can do to try and help it along? Most men have a spot or spots that drive them wild. Tell me where yours is and what you need me to do." Squeezing the throbbing bulge in Ev's sweatpants, Will said. "You certainly don't need any help! My hole is hard wired to my cock! Use your fingers or your tongue and I'm betting something will develop!" Ev kicked off his flipflops and removed his sweatpants and shirt, laying them on the chair. "Make room on the bed for me!" Will did that and Ev climbed on the bed. "Now, sit on my face!" Again, Will complied, his bony ass above Ev's mouth. Pulling his cheeks apart, Ev gave his crack a few licks and then gave his tongue a thrust. "Fuck, my Wilhelm has a tasty ass!" His butt muscles responding and his butt juices flowing. Rimming was one of Ev's favorite activities and Will inspired him to do his best. "Mmmm! What a hot tongue you have!" Will moaned. "Oooohhh! Don't stop. You're bringing your Wilhelm back to life. The pill did it's job, but it's your mouth that's stiffening my cock! See what you did to me!" He rose from Ev's mouth to reveal his rock hard cock in all it's glory. To be continued

Been a long time since I posted. Sorry guys! Here's a good one after a bad breakup. Some might call me an idiot, but I was in a bad place. The guy I thought of as my soulmate told me he changed the locks and not to come back, just like that for no reason. I was heartbroken and had moved to Texas from Massachusetts all for him. I got myself a hotel and decided sex might make up for the hole in my heart. A no pic top hit me up almost immediately on Grindr. He said he needed a bottom to satisfy him, raw and he was hung. He showed me a gigantic uncut 10-11 inch dick rock hard and said he needed me now if I was down and could host. I agreed immediately and said I had poppers. He said he didn’t need them just my open hole and lube, which I had. When he got to my hotel pretty quick, I hadn’t thought of it but he never showed a face pic. When I opened the door I took a step back in total abject horror. He was not a looker. Maybe a little older than me, but not by much and I was only 29. He was slim, latin, a bit shorter but his face was marked and not at all attractive. I set my feelings aside and let him in with a smile, hoping he didn’t notice the step back I took. I wanted to at least see this dick in person. I took a hit of tina, I admit I was really trying to fill this hole in my heart with drugs and dick...the guy didn’t want any but he was cool with whatever opened my hole to him. I only took one big hit and held it. I blew it out as I sauntered over to the bed, he was already naked and stroking. I took off my pants since I had no shirt and showed off my black man six pack, hairy abs and chest as well as my ass but I was slim trim black dream to most guys and I said to hell with shaving since I love hairy men. And this guy was hairy too. He got on the bed so I could suck him and that monster was already at half-mast. When I put it in my mouth it grew so quick I couldn’t believe it, and it was wider than any cock I’d ever taken. Not to mention longer, I didn’t dare gag though on this sweet dream of a latin penis. I was gonna give my hole up gladly and his looks suddenly mattered not a bit compared to the majesty of his penis. I’m a loyal guy and with a penis like this I was worried I’d misplace my lust for falling in love with him after just one fuck...but I didn’t care I swore I’d try not to. He got up and got behind me pulling my hips closer to his engorged super straight hotrod of a dick. It was cut, majestic and as wide as my wrist. I hit the poppers in anticipation of being taken as he used the Gun Oil to slick his rod and put more on my hole to mark the target. That’s when it hit me, he was gonna do me bareback. “Oh yeah,” I said casually, “I’m neg by the way, never would usually go raw, but your dick is so hot...you neg too?” “Yeah man, glad you’re neg,” He said with a grin, “I really need to hit hole raw when I wanna get off, and if you open I’m gonna rail you all day.” “You probably shoot a huge load,” I gasped as he pushed into me and I sniffed the poppers again greedily to open completely. Heat took me and my back arched and my hole relaxed as his monster cock pressed me open wide eagerly with lust in his eyes that I couldn’t see with my head down, but as he gripped my waist to arch my back, I knew he was wanting to take me completely and utterly, “Don’t cum inside me baby...I know you’d knock me up if you’re not definitely neg.” “I can pullout...but I maybe I’ll change your mind,” He promised and pushed me open mercilessly. I gasped and my hole opened like it had been waiting my entire life for his dick. My hole ached as he stretched it and I continued to hit the poppers to make my pussy willing to compensate for this raw dick that was breaking me open wide. It hit a climax where in my chest, head, and hole all at once knew I was ready to submit fully and then the rest of his cock rushed into me with no reistance. The fucking that began...I have no words to describe it. He gripped my ass cheek with one hand and forced my back to arch with the other and my hole ached willingly for him so I naturally felt I was matching to his dicks perfect placement to take me. I kept giving it up and I felt my hole get so wide, even as the tip of his cock hit some place in my ass that didn’t want to let him through. He forcefully pinned me down in place to stretch my hole. More poppers let that second hole give in and he pressed through slowly but surely until it caved completely and I gasped in ecstasy. “Who owns that black pussy boy?” He demanded as the slap, slap, slap of his monster cock punctuated each word he spat out. “YOU!” I moaned desperate to satisfy this man who must’ve been part sex god for all that was happening to me. As my hole opened more and more, I couldn’t help but think he was gonna cum in me even after promising not to and then I felt it. A geyser of a load, he tried to fuck me in a way his huge orgasm wouldn’t feel like a load shooting into me, but he got the timing off just a bit so I felt that raging load spunk my naive boy hole. “You didn’t cum in me baby, did you?” I begged, hoping he’d pull out or confess. “Nah boo, that’s all precum,” he said without missing a beat and continuing to pound me. “Oh my god, that’s so much, my hole feels full of it,” I panted knowing I couldn’t stop him and he wasn’t stopping either. I still couldn’t let it go though, this bastard nut in me after his empty promise. His dick was softening slightly now and I was going to casually mention it but he beat me to it...was he psychic or just that good? “Squeeze that dick softly when I pull out and then relax completely in time with me baby,” he cooed sexily to me while rubbing his hands over my ass and back. “Yes baby,” I complied and squeezed gently as he pulled out and then when he pushed in immediately opening. I hit the poppers again for maximum loosening effect and it wasn’t even three pumps before his cock felt MASSIVE again. I tried to stop squeezing, it was getting too large and his dick was gliding without effort due to all the cum inside me. I think a half inch of cum was around his dick so it wasn’t even touching my hole it glided so smooth and he was getting even harder than before. “AH! Baby, please!” I babbled incoherently, my cries muffled by the pillow I stuffed my face into. “Take it,” he ordered, “you know you want it.” “Yes, you can cum in me,” I sobbed pathetically giving in, he already nut me. I might as well say it. “I can?” He gave me a particularly deep thrust that made my legs ache to spread wider. “YES! Please, baby it’s yours.” I couldn’t believe I said it. “You made me wait to nut you so I’m gonna teach your hole a lessen before I cum inside you.” He didn’t even take credit for the load he gave me….he was pretending this was gonna be the first time! Why was that so hot? Then he gripped my ass again more firmly than before and pushed my cheeks apart as he revved up to plow me. The pounding was slow, deep, driven with heart thudding aggression. I panted breathlessly into a pillow, even forgetting the poppers and just trying to let myself stretch more, his dick was harder than before and I had no hole left to give. He ground his hips into my ass and forced me wider. My eyes bulged, and I felt a pop and swore there was a snap as my ass gave into his cock and he reached my third hole. I swear on my mother’s soul if I had not felt that myself I would have called any bottom a liar a third hole existed but this monster cock proved beyond all doubt it could be reached. Just like that I was his. He nut me deeply and completely. He rubbed at my top of my ass hole because his dick was pulling out my ass lips as he stroked and tried to keep the cum from pulling out since I was so full it was coating every inch of my hole and his cock. God this was I dream come true. I couldn’t help but feel it’d be worth it if he pozzed me...maybe I could be his personally fuck boy, loyal and submissive. I’d do anything and be sorely used. Maybe I was biting off more than I could chew...but he was just getting started.

Nick led me past the pool and into the house, with Dane occasionally having to give me a prod from behind to get me to keep up as I got distracted by the incredible surroundings. Once inside, I got a brief look at a rather grand room that was very tastefully decorated, before I was directed through a small doorway leading to a set of spiral stairs that we then climbed to reach the next floor up. As we started walking along a corridor up there, I could hear laughter getting closer until we reached one of the few open doors. Inside were two men painting the room, and clearly enjoying each other’s company. “That’s Kenji and Jake” said Nick from up ahead of me as we carried on walking down the long corridor, taking a 90 degree turn at one point. “They’re so cute together” said Dane from behind me. “They try to hide it, but everyone knows they’re in love.” Before I could say anything in response, Nick got to a door and opened it, marching straight in. I caught up to him and then looked in, perhaps a bit surprised to see a fairly simple white bedroom, decorated with modern paintings and furnished in a very tasteful, laid-back way. I guess I had expected something grander. “This is us” Nick said, as Dane came in and closed the door behind us. “We actually sleep here most of the time, and only use the outhouse when we’re hosting.” “But we’ve made an exception for you” continued Dane, giving me a wink. “Also, and perhaps more accurately, our shower out there is fucked” said Nick with a laugh. “Yeah, that too” chuckled Dane. “Bottom boy here detached the shower head for one too many power douches” said Nick, “and the damn thing broke in three.” Dane went bright red, which surprised me a bit as he didn’t seem like the type to get embarrassed by anything like that. “Anyway” said Nick, moving things on, “speaking of douching, why don’t you get in there to clean up a bit and then we’ll get started.” He gestured to a door at the side of the room, so I headed in to a nice modern bathroom. I stripped myself naked and got in the shower, giving myself a quick clean. I noticed the shower had a douche attachment already on a separate hose, so I rather clumsily used that to clean myself inside too, before hopping out and drying off using one of their amazingly soft and luxurious towels. I then re-emerged into the bedroom to see them both standing there naked, which caused my dick to spring into action. “Like what you see huh?” said Dane, grinning at me. “Yes sir” I responded, licking my lips. “Get on the bed on your back” said Nick, “and get those legs in the air.” I did as commanded, and then Dane climbed up onto the mattress and began to finger my hole. “Still nice and open” he said, before repositioning himself between my legs. He then started to push his cock into me, going firmly until he was fully embedded. I realised he must have lubed it up as it slid in without too much difficulty, although my hole ached a little at being stretched again. “Ready?” he whispered, giving me a warm smile. I just nodded in response. His cock was nowhere near as big as Nick’s, but it still felt amazing as he set up a steady rhythm in my hole. He held my ankles for leverage, and kept his eyes firmly locked on mine as he fucked me. I could not look away from him either, so it felt like the world had fallen away and there was just him and me. It was intense. He did not give me any warning before he came, maintaining his rhythm and facial expression until he suddenly slammed in one final time and held in place, his cock spurting toxic juices into me. Only when he finished did he start to pant a bit, gradually pulling himself out of me and sliding off the bed. “Good work” said Nick, before climbing up to take his place. I had kept my legs raised, and he too grabbed hold of my ankles as he poked his cock at my hole until it found its target. He then pushed into me, causing me to squeeze my eyes closed as he stretched me open again. “Poppers” he growled, and I opened my eyes right as Dane thrust a bottle under my nose. I took some deep huffs as Nick bottomed out in me, but got no chance to adjust as he once again immediately got to the fucking. This was not a man with any patience when it came to breeding. He pounded into me like crazy, his piercing rubbing my insides to the point that all I could do was yelp and groan at the intense mix of pain and pleasure. As with the previous fuck with Dane, Nick and I were staring into each other’s eyes throughout. “About to give you your fourth pozzing” he eventually said, before slamming into me. His body spasmed as he pumped me full of semen. The sight of it, and the thought of what was going inside me, caused me to cum hands-free all over my torso. Nick eventually calmed down and slowly slid out of me, and with my strength gone my legs fell to the mattress. The other two guys climbed onto the bed on either side of me and lay down, with all three of us just staring at the ceiling as we came down from the sex. “It’s probably time you let that wife of yours know what’s up” said Nick, after a while. “Or at least that you’re OK. We’re not going to be done for a while yet.” I sighed, but eventually sat up and slid forward down the mattress to get off the bed, and then went through to the bathroom where I had left my phone in the pocket of my shorts. I stood looking at it for a bit, before deciding what to type out: Hannah. I’m sorry. I thought I could make this work, but some things have happened to me today while you were asleep that have made me realise I can’t keep living a lie. I shouldn’t have married you. I was never going to be able to be what you want me to be. I’m sorry. Jobber I signed it off with that name as only she ever called me it, just to make sure she knew it really was from me. I felt like shit for doing it in this way, but I couldn’t face dealing with her in person or on the phone. Not yet. I stared at the message I had sent for a little bit, then turned the phone to silent, took a deep breath, and headed back into the bedroom. Just as I was crossing the floor to where Dane and Nick were still lying on the bed, now both smoking cigarettes, there was a knock at the door followed by it opening before anyone had responded. Standing in the doorway with a grin on his face was a gorgeous man, grinning at us and clutching a bottle of vodka. “Dannick my boys” he bellowed, “I hear you’ve got yourself a newlywed in here!” “Greg” Nick sighed. “Dannick?” I asked. “My little nickname for these lovebirds” Greg said as he strode into the room, still grinning. “What are you doing here?” Nick asked. “Yeah man” said Dane, “this one is our project.” “Oh I know I know” replied Greg, “but it’s not every day another honeymooner finds his way to this place.” “Huh?” I said. “Greg was on day two of his when Hank and Bill got him” said Nick. “Yep!” said Greg, looking proud. “Fucked me senseless all over the Honeymoon Suite while the wife was having a massage.” “Poor girl” said Dane, but with a big grin on his face. “No woman wants to walk in on that.” “She caught you?” I asked. “Being spit-roasted” said Greg, his grin somehow getting bigger. “Jesus” I said. “What happened?” “Dunno” he replied. “For all I know I’m still married to her.” “Bill and Hank kept him on to be our barman” said Nick. “And here I am with the drinks!” Greg said, holding up the bottle of vodka. “Let’s have a couple of shots, and then I’ll let you get back to it.” He slammed the glasses down on a dresser and messily poured out four shots, before handing them out to each of us. “To marriage!” he said, and we all downed the shots. The vodka burned my throat. “To the getting of gifts!” he cheered, after pouring our seconds. “To fun and fuckery!” was his cry for the third round. “OK, that’s enough” said Nick, before Greg could dish out a fourth round. “Yes boss” said Greg. “You know where I am if you need a bit more of a buzz.” He grabbed the bottle of vodka, turned to me and gave me a wink, and then headed out the door slamming it behind him. “Christ” said Dane. “That man is a menace.” “I kinda liked him” I said. “Seems fun.” “Oh, that he is” said Nick, “until you’re face first in the bushes throwing up pure tequila while he fucks you senseless from behind.” “Fun times” said Dane, grinning. I laughed at the image, knowing there as no exaggeration at all in what they had just said. “Anyway” said Nick, “enough of this. Time for you to get both our cocks in you at once!” They both fixed me with an intense look, and I knew my day was only just beginning. I gulped, and then started walking towards the bed…

There is only one way, raw / BB 😈 only last week, I was naked cruising and a hung German guy identified my biohazard tattoo above my ass and took my into the bushes to fuck me raw, very quickly we had an equally big dick Spanish guy waiting in line… the German fucked me until he came and dump a big load deep in my hole, then as he pulled out, the Spanish guy followed him in to use his cum and lube… fucking me until he came too 😈🐷 such a great feeling having your hole dripping with cum 🐷 No question of condoms and had one appeared I would said no.

I enjoy long fuck sessions. While I am sure I could cum a lot faster, I prefer to have extended and sensual fucks where I can really enjoy all of the sensations that a bottom's hole can provide. I'm essentially edging my cock until there's just no way I can last any longer. Usually a minimum of 15 minutes at a sex party (where other tops might be waiting for their turn, and especially if the bottom already is loaded with cum) to 45-60 minutes for one-on-one sessions where we have a great connection. Thankfully, my refractory period is short and I can fuck again in 5 or so minutes and cum a second or third time. My enjoyment for longer sessions was always at odds in porn shoots. Often I was the last one to cum in a scene - but those cums were intense. That's because I hadn't been allowed to cum days beforehand, was usually fucking a wonderfully sloppy hole and watching all the other hot tops in the intense shoot really loaded up my balls for a powerful release. The closest thing to intense cums in porn have been at Horsemarket parties, where I'd be fucking for hours along all the other stallions.

There's not enough lube in all the world to make condoms pleasurable for either the top or bottom. The only use for them is to make sure that a vibrating egg (which can be expensive) is waterproof and/or mess proof when it gets put on maximum and forced up the bottom's ass or cunt.

Thanks to the mods for their help with this! —— Here are the missing images from the last post: Anton: The Pool Scene, featuring Sergey the ‘pool boy’: —— All images created using DALL-E from ChatGPT 4.

That's my cunt. I do shave it sometimes

For my brothers

Still super horny and about to wreck a fuck buddy’s preloaded hole in about 20 min

Damn. Busted. I looked at him. "Ehm... well ... that is" - I hemmed and hawed. He closed the door behind him and locked it. Locked it? "Yeah. It's really a hard policy - no drugs" the boy said (I say boy, but then I'm 58, so he was probably about 25, but his small stature made him look a bit youngish) "We really have to report it if we see any". I stood silent just looking at him, a bit ashamed and my face as red as it could be with the kat in my system. My brain just froze and I was just standing in front of this guy - "Chem dick?" he asked. WTF is with guys and my dick? It seems the smaller it is, the more they want to just play with it. I nodded silently. "Mm-hmm" he hummed "well, you know, I should really report having seen it, but then I would have to see it, right?" Ookay? He got closer to me and took his tank top off - and oh my god what a fucking body he had. Small but bloody ripped! And, as I moved my eyes down, man, the boy was packing some heat - the hardening dick of his was already peeking out of his bathing suit - the shape of it was just marvellous. He came closer and stretched his hand down, fondling my small package, playing with the balls. "Did you get fucked already?" he asked. I nodded. His fingers went behind my balls, reaching for my wet hole. "Ohhh, yess - I can feel that." "Uhm.." I said. "Shhhh... no talking now." A finger went up my hole, and then he put it in his mouth, tasting the lube/cum combo. "So what is it" he asked, nodding to the bed. "Meth, coke?" "Ehrm... it's kat" I answered. I figured I could answer a direct question, anyway... "You've got 2 fat lines there... split them up, make four of them" he demanded. I quickly complied. He moved forward and said "Now you see them" - snorted two of them with my chopped off straw - "and now you don't". Oh jesus, I'm so horny now. He turned around and said "Kneel". I did - and my face came right in front of his now really hard dick poking out of the bathing suit. He stepped into my face with it and the only reaction I had was to lick that tip. He moaned lightly. "Yeah piggy, you know what to do, right?" He grabbed my neck and forced my mouth on top of his still hard cock. Amused, he said "I'm not a piggy - I don't get chem-dick like you. I get even harder!". I could feel that. I was now forced even further down his shaft, making way through his bathing suit, but the waist band was too hard, so I slipped over the fabric, still sucking on his shaft and down to his balls. "Take your lines now" - Still from kneeling on the floor I reached over to the two remaining thinner lines and snorted them both, but my position was a bit awkward so I couldn't get really everything up my nose. He looked at me and pulled his suit down, his cock rock solid hard as hell, very very juicy to look at. Again, he grabbed my head and pressed his cock inside my mouth, invading it all, pressing it down my throat and choking me. I coughed and he eased off a bit. "Now, suck". Of course I did. I sucked him really good, as a really good pig. The kat was really catching me up now, so my throat relaxed a bit and I could take more of him. He helped by bucking his hips. "Fuck yeah.... turn around now, show me your ass, up on the bed" I put myself in a doggie position, avoiding the drugs still on the bed. I looked down and back and saw him take the rest of the lines in the nose. He hummed happily at the feeling and then turned to my ass, which is now wide open waiting for him. Oh... ohhhhhh... that tongue... man, he spread my cheeks so far apart and put his mouth on my hole. Licking, sucking and biting my ass lips... "mmmm... I can feel those loads" he said "well, it was only one" - I tried, but a hard slap on my butt stopped the conversation. I oculd feel him standing up and his cock sliding along the crack - and *fucking hell* he pushed hard all the way down. I gasped a bit, and I could hear him mumble "You cunt, you should be open now". He then went to work with my ass - fucked me hard. Harder. Long strokes, short strokes. Holy god. Again I started to drip of cock juice. After only a few minutes I could notice a change in him - fucking me with long strokes and staying before going again... "I'm fucking cumming" he said, no asking where - there was only one place for him - deep in my guts. Pushing hard I could feel his cock pulsating in me, I hardly even worked his dick over, there was no time. Filling my with this evening's second load. With his cock still inside, he moved me back a bit. "Lick that kat up" he said. There was ever so little left on the bed. The residue of four lines as a fine dust. But kat tastes like shit though - but I couldn't resist him pushing my nose down to the bed. I licked it up. "Good little piggy" he said, and took his cock out. "Clean it" I sucked his cock clean from two loads and almost no lube any more. He pulled up his bathing suit and put his tank top on again - as he opened the door, he winked at me "So, nothing to see, right?" I nodded and smiled as he left. Two loads, but now I am fucking flying - I need more cock. And way more loads. I put the towel over my shoulder and started walking. Now I don't care who's watching, I am fucking ready for some good fucks. Walking around and taking a bit of stock of the clientele. Many cute guys, older and younger, felt me up, felt my cummy cunt... squeezed my ass and my tits. Many of them in the darkness of the maze, others more open. My chem-dick got a lot of fine attention too. I stop in front of a small room - this room has a sling in it. It's empty.

OK, I no longer seem to be able to add images, and my attempts to insert from or add links to hosting sites have failed. Will just have to be narration from here on… - - - I sat there looking out at the sea, thinking about what I had done and what lay in store for me. I was going to be getting fucked. A lot. If I wasn’t already, I was going to be getting pozzed. Everything I had planned my life was going to be in tatters. I could not stop this. I did not want to stop this. Images of Nick and Dane filled my mind, and my imagination took over as I pictured a house full of tatted studs like the various men I had seen Nick associate with so far. My dick got rock hard again. I don’t know what it was, but something caused me to turn and look back towards the trees. There, standing at the edge of the forest, I saw a man staring at me, smoking a cigarette. I knew he must be one of “the kids” from the way he looked, with the biohazard tattoos, the enormous chain, and the ripped body. Then something in me clicked. I wanted to look like that. I wanted to live like they did. I took one last look down at Hannah, and then stood up again. I grabbed my flip flops, and walked up towards the man. He watched me approach, his face remaining emotionless, and then as I neared he turned and walked into the gloom of the forest. I paused to watch him disappear, and then followed. I eventually caught up to him, as he had stopped to lean against a tree. “Are you Nick’s?” he gruffly asked, to which I just nodded. “So then why are you here now? He wants you solo.” “I know” I said. “But I don’t know how to find him. He said he would let me know when he wanted me.” “And?” he asked, glaring at me. I took a deep breath, and then closed my eyes. “I don’t want to wait” I said. “I don’t want to go back. I want to stay.” I opened my eyes and looked at the man, who in turn had a quizzical expression on his face. “So your wife…” “I’ll tell her, and get an annulment” I said. “Please, help me find him.” He gazed at me for a few moments longer, and then reached into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes. He put one in his mouth, offered me one that I accepted, and then lit them both up with his lighter. “OK” he eventually said. “I’ll take you to Nick, but it’s Bill who decides if you get to stay.” “Thank you” I said. The man, whose name I still did not know, pushed himself off the tree and then briskly walked off with me in pursuit. He took a couple of turns at what seemed to be random places in the trees, and then we emerged into a clearing. On the other side of it I could see Dane bouncing up and down on a man who was lying on his back, who I guessed was Nick. “Let’s give them a minute” said the man. “Dane gets cranky if he doesn’t take Nick’s load at least twice a day.” We stood in silence for a moment watching across the clearing at Dane enthusiastically fucking himself on Nick’s cock, before I spoke up. “I’m Joe, by the way” I said. “Anton” he replied. “How long have you…” “Three years” he said. “Bill hired me to do gardening just after I moved here. Hadn’t even been here a month and I was pozzed.” “Jesus” I said. “Yeah, my girlfriend was not happy” Anton continued, smirking a little for the first time. “Oh, you had a girlfriend?” “I’m bi” he replied. “You?” “I think… I think I’m gay” I said, admitting it to myself at the same time as I spoke the words. “Then your wife really isn’t going to be happy” Anton chuckled. Before we could say anymore, a couple of loud shouts from the other side of the clearing told us that Nick was breeding his boyfriend. “You’re up” said Anton, starting to walk over towards them. I quickly followed. “Gents” Anton said, as we reached the couple. “I found someone looking for you.” Dane and Nick both looked up at me, still coupled following their fuck. “Joe” said Nick, “what’s going on?” I waited until Dane had lifted himself up off his boyfriend, cum gushing out of his well used hole. Nick then slowly got himself up off the ground, and then stood in front of me waiting for a response. “I don’t want to wait” I said. “I got back to Hannah and just didn’t want to be there anymore. Please, I don’t want to wait.” Nick examined me for a moment, being joined by Dane who put his arm round his boyfriend. “You know, some things can’t be rushed” Nick eventually said. “It may take a while.” “I know” I said. “But once a day isn’t enough.” “Well, OK then” said Nick, smiling. “Knew you’d get here eventually, but didn’t think it would be within the hour!” All four of us set off walking out of the clearing and back into the trees, the destination unknown to me. During the walk, Nick and Dane told me their own story of how they had come to be here. Despite a ten year age difference between them, a hook up had turned into something more, and Dane had eventually moved into Nick’s apartment. They had come here for their second anniversary, which is when they’d agreed to open up their relationship to keep them both satisfied and into it. Bill and Hank had overheard the conversation from a nearby table, and had made their move later that evening. Nick and Dane had accepted their invitation for drinks and a moonlit dip in the men’s pool, and lubricated with the champagne the evening had progressed. Dane eventually joined Hank in the poolhouse, while Nick found his way to the couple’s bedroom. Dane bending over and taking loads was perfectly normal, but Nick was a top so it was more of a surprise when he lay back on the bed and opened his legs for Bill. By the following morning, both Nick and Dane were full of cum, and they stayed that way for the duration of their trip. This was an extended break for them both after Dane had been made redundant and Nick had just finished a very intense project, so there was more than enough time for them both to come down with the flu before they were due to fly home. Once recovered, they happily accepted Bill and Hank’s offer of a different kind of life, and soon moved in to the older couple’s sprawling mansion. They had never looked back. I listened in awe, somehow knowing that I needed some version of this for myself. I had held myself down for too long, and allowed others like Hannah and my parents to hold me down too. Somehow I needed to convince Bill and Hank that I should be allowed to stay, once Nick and Dane had converted me of course. The trees eventually started to thin out a bit, and then we started encountering high-end looking beach bungalows dotted around. I could not see any other people, but there were definite sounds of sex coming from a couple of the buildings as we passed them. “These are the outhouses” Nick said. “We each have one, but Dane and I also have a bedroom in the house.” “Lucky fuckers” said Anton. “Hey, you should be grateful you don’t have to just sleep in the gardening shed” laughed Dane. “Fuck off” growled Anton, although he smirked a little. After passing a few more of the huts, they rounded a corner and the main building appeared. It was huge. “Bill bought Apple stock at the right time” said Nick, sensing my awe. “I think they were already rich from property, but now they’re mega-rich.” “Wow” I said. “Yup, pretty much what we all said the first time” said Dane. “Just wait until you see the pool.” We made our way through an archway in the perimeter wall, and my mouth dropped open. There in front of me was a sight I knew I wanted to see every day. The pool and the loungers around the side were full of men who absolutely fit into the ‘look’ that these men had, but most prominent was a Russian-looking Adonis standing closest to us. How he was standing with so much silver round his neck I do not know, particularly with the huge scorpion pendant on the chain. “Welcome” said Nick. “This is our home. That there is Sergey, the pool boy.” I nodded at Sergey, who nodded back. ”Now” said Nick, “let’s get upstairs and see if we can’t make it your home too.”

"Deliciously twisted." Ev repeated. "To hear these words from Wilhelm, my porn god and idol is high praise indeed. Normal is boring and nasty is much more fun! Why not be twisted when I'm far from straight?" With a chuckle, Will said, "Fuck, it feels good to laugh again. Before all this, I described myself as deliciously twisted and it pleases me to see you taking my place. Unfortunately, Wilhelm is a mere shadow of your porn god and idol. Look under this garment and you'll see an emaciated shell of a man. Maybe it's karma for my ancestors disgusting history during the Holocaust, but I look like an Auschwitz survivor." Lifting Will's shoulders, Ev untied the laces in the back of the hospital gown and removed it, letting it fall onto the floor. As expected, Will was emaciated, but instead of being repulsed, he found it quite a turnon. "There's a new phrase that's come into vogue, AIDS SEXY and that describes you perfectly." Without asking for permission, Ev stood up and with both hands, he caressed Will's body starting at his feet. "Your waste, your KS lesions, they're not ugly in the least. I think of them as medals earned in your viral battle. As far as I'm concerned, you're still my Wilhelm, just the new and improved AIDS version!" To prove his point, he bent down and kissed the KS lesions on Will's stomach and chest. "Ev, you're a wonderful man and your hands are as talented as your mouth! Aside from twice weekly sponge baths which are done with gloves, nobody had laid a hand on me since I've been here," Will sighed. "Whether or not that pill works, you've made me feel more like a man than I have in months. Tell me about yourself." Clearing his throat, Ev said, "I also knew I was QUEER, but in my case, I was five years old. You notice I identify as QUEER and that's because it's bold and in your face, like me. One morning, when I was seventeen, I woke up and knew it was time to find my first man and since I didn't have fake 'id' I went to the local QUEER, nude beach where I found him. He was everything I wanted in a man and more. We had a three month fling and on the night of my eighteenth birthday, he told me it was time to try my wings and suggested I go to a local bathhouse. Ten minutes after I got there, my slut gene kicked in and I knew monogamy wasn't for me. I've never had a condom on or in me and like you, when the plague hit. my attitude was 'if I get it, I get it'. A few years later, I met my ex on the same beach. He shared my slutty ways and my barebacking attitude and eventually, we moved in together. Things were good at first, but eventually, I embraced my kinky, twisted side while he remained vanilla. Ultimately, he broke my trust and that betrayal could never be forgiven, so I kicked him out. Four months later he calls to tell me he has shingles and tested poz. I went to the local Health Department and used a fake name for my test. Of course, I wasn't just poz but full blown AIDS and my counts made me highly toxic. Funny, but I never got that flu or if I did, it was too mild to notice. Secretly, I hope I was the one who knocked up my ex, just because it would be my revenge on him. I never did take meds or seek medical attention. Would you mind telling me how Wilhelm came to be?" "Since he's so important to you, I'd be happy to." Will said. "The band was playing a venue in Greenwich Village and naturally, the crowd was a mixture of gays and straights. After our set was over, this guy approached me, saying he did freelance photography for gay magazines. 'If you look half as hot out of those briefs as you do in them, you can make some money' was what he said. He gave me his business card in case I was interested. I called the next day and I went to his studio where he took a few test shots, all very professional. A week later, he calls to let me know that someone's interested in hiring me for a photo shoot. At the office, there was talk about my classic Aryan features and would I mind being called Wilhelm, rather than Will? Wilhelm is my given name, but I've been Will since childhood. I don't need to tell you my photos were published. Looking back, it was fun. Of course, if I'd been on the cover, I might've had a career, but it is what it is and I have you as proof that Wilhelm was indeed sexy. Now, do you have a favorite of those photos and if so, why?" Licking his lips, Ev said, "I most definitely have a favorite of your pics! The one where you're on that long metal table. You're crouched down like a panther, about to pounce! What makes it my favorite is putting myself in that picture. On my back, arms wrapped around my knees, showing you my hairy hole for you to fuck as I stare into your gorgeous ocean blue eyes. If there's one thing I like most about your magnificent cock, is when you're fully hard, your amazing foreskin all but covers your cockhead, begging my tongue to get inside and lap up the precum! Also, your classic Aryan features made my cock throb!" "That's the look the photographer was going for when he posed me like that." Will said. "Funny but that was Greg's favorite photo, too! He'd never known about that part of my life until someone called me Wilhelm at a bar. Until then, he never was into porn. When we got home that night, I showed him the magazine and after that, he'd shout Wilhelm when he wanted to get fucked. I showed him the photo of my pink pucker and I called myself Wilhelm when I wanted him to fuck me. Our own secret code." "I must confess to being a bit envious of Greg." Ev sighed. "No malice intended, but he was your lover and he got to be a part of your life. Would you tell me about him, if it's not too painful? How did you meet?" Will took a deep breath and said, "Greg was a cub and slightly heavier than you, but you do resemble him slightly and I get a similar feeling from you. We met on the Fire Island ferry where we both planned on spending the day, From the moment I looked into his deep brown eyes, I knew he was the man for me. As soon as we arrived, we went to the dunes and fucked. He moved in with me a month later. Somehow I feel like he sent you here. Look at my cock twitching! Do you think it's a sign?" To be continued

I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas weekend. Im back to work and still reeling from what happened a few days ago. For those of you who have read my stories before, you know I've had a rough patch a few years ago. Ive been through a long recovery after about a decade of partying hard and fucking and getting fucked by lots and lots of men. Ive been leading a much healthier life than I had been. I rarely drink and haven't done any drugs of any kind for at least two years, with the exception of a toke of weed every now and then when im not drinking at parties. Well, this holiday season has been kinda crazy. I haven't shared a story in a while, as Ive been trying to keep busy at work and stay on the straight and narrow. And to be honest, i still feel like I'm maintaining good health. Even though, some on my path would say that this last weekend i would have been considered to have fallen off the wagon, so to speak. It didnt start out that way. I got invited to my regular annual gym Christmas party. Nothing out of the ordinary. I am pretty up front with everyone at my gym that I dont party like I used to. And that im trying to live a healthier lifestyle. And thats how it started. As I was getting ready for the party, which would usually just be the core group of crossfitters, we're all pretty close and we all work out together pretty much everyday. The owners of the gym are two brothers, both very sexy. They have their wives and kids, who I know all very well. We've all been to each other's houses for dinner and all different occasions. And the brothers really supported me through my crazy time. Even during me coming out, they both stood by me and helped me through some very volatile times. They're really incredible guys. There are also A LOT of very sexy people that go to the gym. Many guys and girls that are high performing professionals, a couple firefighters, one cop, and a bunch of other finance guys. And ALL of them are in amazing physical condition. (I would definitely recommend to anyone thats looking to get in the best shape of their life, to join a crossfit gym.) But I digress... I was getting ready for the party. I showered, cleaned up, shaved, and douched...just in case i ended up wanting to go out afterward if the party was boring. I showed up to the party. Its held in the gym and its a bunch of familiar people. I arrived about an hour and a half after the start, so that I wouldnt have to have the awkward conversations with some of the people that I maybe didn't know. This way, they would be a little drunk, and I could just sneak in and hang out with my gym buddy crew. By the time I walked in, everyone was already VERY drunk. I didn't expect the party to be as rowdy as it was at this time. It was only 8:30pm. When i walked in, there were a few of my friends that saw me and came running up. Drunkenly telling me how excited they were that I was there and that they weren't sure if I was going to make it. Which, I assured them that I in fact did make it. I was handed two shots and instructed to take them right away, as I needed to catch up. So i quickly did both shots. Tequila, so it wasnt tough to do. But, as Im trying to be on my best behavior, and this kind of an environment can be a little triggering for me. I kept it at that. After a few minutes of chatting and laughing with the group that greeted me at the door. One of the brothers saw me, made his way over and gave me a tight hug. The hug lasted a little longer than it should have, but i didn't mind one bit. He is bigger than me. Im a pretty big guy. Im nearly 6'2" and weigh about 240lbs, but in his arms I feel small. I chalked up the lingering embrace to his being very very drunk. He was slurring a bit telling me that he's glad I came. Then he turned into the party and announce my arrival to everyone. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the centre of a big group of people in the back of the gym. There was a kitchen sink, a fridge, and a long counter that stretched along the back wall. It was a make shift kitchen for the staff at the gym to be able to keep their food cold while they worked and wash their dishes afterward. But tonight, there was a big plate on the counter and people huddled around doing lines of what I would assume to be coke. The first brother who greeted me, we'll call him M, still had me by the arm. He brought me to his brother, we'll call him S to let him know I made it to the party. S, also grabbed me and pulled me in for a very tight hug. He also rubbed my back a little and let his hand slide down toward my ass. He left his hand resting on the top of my ass and lower back while he talked to me, practically resting his forehead on mine. He was so close to my face. He was telling me how glad he was I made it and that it wouldn't be a party if I wasnt there. His hand then slid onto my hips and he pulled me in again, practically grinding his dick into me. (I want to remind everyone that these brothers are both painfully straight. They are both very aware of how gay men want them, but they are always very respectfully rejecting advances. They are both married and both have kids. But their wives only let them out to party with gay guys, because they know that they are safe and not going to do anything that would jeopardize their marriages.) They also both know that I really dont do hard drugs, so when S saw me looking at the pile of coke on thr plate, he grabbed my face and made me look at him directly in the eyes and said, "No! I've got something else for you." He pulled me back out of the crowd and lead me to the bathrooms. The bathrooms were each individual rooms with a sink, toilet, and shower. We went in one and he closed the door and locked it. Then pulled out a little baggy with edible marijuana in it. He gave me one and said, if i wanted more just let him know. Then, the strangest thing happened. He told me to open my mouth. So i did. Then he put the jelly candy in my mouth with his index finger and thumb. Then pushed the candy to the back of my mouth with his index and middle fingers. It was incredibly erotic... out of nowhere. We just stared into eachother eyes while he did it. I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked on them while he slowly pulled his fingers from my mouth. My heart was racing. I didnt expect that. And didnt know how to react. He smiled and let out a big laugh. Then leaned in and kissed me on the mouth and whispered, "You're a fucking dirty boy." Then he turned around and left the bathroom. What the fuck just happened?? I stood there, absoultely stunned. S, was so fucking hot. I had always fantasized about him and flirted with him. But he never gave any impression that this would ever happen. I'm friends with his wife. Ive babysat his kid. Im friends with his sister. I swallowed hard and then took a drink from the bathroom sink faucet, then left the bathroom and joined the party.

I saw the silhouette towards the doorway of the sauna's darkroom. The man moved quietly around the walls, feeling his way through the darkness... finally reaching me. He stopped and hesitantly started feeling my ass through the tiny towel wrapped around it. A substantial ass, I'm not a thin person, quite the opposite. But my ass is not just for show, it's actually pretty muscular and I love squeezing the cum out of hot cocks buried deep inside me. He came a bit closer and I could feel his hard cock through the layers of cloth, he pressed it towards my ass crack... and he was feeling me up, his hands came around my hips and onto the worthless chem-cock. Yeah, I had taken three thick lines of MMC3, also known as "kat", and my reaction, besides getting really horny, was for my dick to shrivel up - I am a total bottom when having snorted kat. His hand cupped my tiny cock, and squeezed... I hissed and pushed backwards a bit, feeling his hardness on my ass... "Chem-dick?" he whispered in my ear. "M-hm" I nodded in the dark. I could feel his whole body pressed against my back. The other hand moved onto my round and nice tummy and up to my chest. I could feel him breathing harder in my ear, as he found my (extremely sensitive and hard) nipple. Flicking it a bit to make sure it was hard, he squeezed the nipple between his thumb and index. I moaned a little bit - it's so fucking cool to be high and have a guy handle your nipple with one hand and squeeze your balls and dick in the other all the while he's pressing up against you from behind... god I needed to get fucked. I loosened up my towel and let it slide to the floor, kicking it to the wall so I'd find it again. He sighed and let his hands roam over my body, back to my ass cheeks, squeezing them, and feeling them up. I could feel his fingers getting closer to my hole, his fingertips moving over the well lubed hole now. He hummed in my ear and opened up my hole just ever so slightly, and I couldn't resist showing him how I can suck it in, pulsating it onto his fingers. He let go of his towel, his cock sliding into my ass crack. He played with my crack a bit, holding my ass cheeks apart and rubbing his cock against me. My ass is very clean and very well shaved. He kept close to me and suddenly let me go, leaning a bit backwards - I could hear the snick of a lid being twisted of a little bottle, and the huffing while he was poppering himself up - I could almost feel his nice big cock pulsating in time of the breaths - he then put the bottle under my nose and I hit it twice in every nostril - god I love poppers!!! He put the lid back on and re-hung the bottle around his neck - pushing his cock downwards, in between my legs, letting it get a bit lubed up by my hole's lube. "Yesss" I could hear him hiss. I pushed my ass back a little to let him know he could mount me. "Bare?" he whispered? "Fuck me" I whispered back. His hands moved down to my hips and his cock stopped right on my hole. He pressed into me as I opened myself up to let him enter. "Oh... god" he moaned as he pushed his cock down to the balls in one stroke. I bit my lips, he wasn't small, probably around 20 cm. of meat. He stayed there for a few seconds - and then slowly started to move in and out. How I love a man that can use his cock - even though it's big. He slowly picked up the pace, with long strokes, all the way out to his quite large cock head, and back in balls deep... his hands moved away from my hips and went up to my tits, squeezing them and then concentrating on using my nipples, pulling and squeezing them. That's usually a good way to make me cum, but the kat has a strange effect on me, I won't cum easily - however, his cock hitting my prostate and him using my nipples made me flow of cock juice, I could both feel it and smell it, almost like pissing. After pounding me for a couple of minutes, he took a small brake - his cock still moving inside me - but him huffing more poppers, deep hits, and I could smell the whole room filling up with aroma. As he offered to me again, which I gladly accepted, I could feel another man coming straight towards us, feeling his way along the wall. He stopped in front of me, feeling my body up and the guy behind me - I could feel his hands behind my balls, feeling the cock sliding into me. Then cupping my dripping wet cock. My first man started to pick up his pace again. The second man quickly got to his knees, licking my balls and sucking on my tiny worthless chem-dick like a tit. He engulfed both balls and dick with his mouth, warming them up and swallowing whatever he got, humming happily. Time for my ass to work harder. As guy number one was pounding me hard, I started to squeeze his cock. I could hear him gasp, and now his balls were slapping hard against my ass with every stroke of his cock. I wanted my reward, needed cum in me - deep in me. He lasted about 30 seconds with me working on his cock. I am very good at what I do 🙂 While keeping up the pace he leaned forward and asked "inside?" - "Hell yeah", that's where I want all cum. The second guy overheard that and moved his mouth action to behind my balls and First guy started to cum in me - fucking it in with hard strokes, but of course some of it overflowing - right in the second guys mouth. Fuck yeah, I really needed that. Hard cum inside me and some soft mouth sucking at the same time 🙂 First guy slid out of me slowly, allowing for the second guy to lick his shaft. He took his towel and then left with a squeeze on my ass cheek. The second guy pressed his nose to my ass, licked up some excess and then left as quietly as he came in. I picked up my towel and wrapped it around my cummy ass and wet cock, waited a while and then left for my little room I'd rented, where I still had at least five lines left that I could snarf. I could see some guys in the area, but no-one I would recognise from the dark-room silhouettes. I got into my room and took off my towel again, feeling my asshole and thinking about how much more dick I could take tonight. I took out my little baggie of kat crystals, and used my driver's license to crush and cut a couple of fat lines for me on the bed. As I bent over with my straw to enjoy my lines, I heard the door open - Shit! I'd forgot to lock the door. A young staff member was standing in the door-way, looking at my nice set-up - dressed as all staff members in bathing suit and tank top. "Sorry", he said, "I thought it was empty here" - and then "you know, we have a no-drug policy here".

So, I've been reading this and loving it because it reads like a stream of consciousness, the way you'd recount an experience if you were telling it to a mate the next day. It makes it feel true. I've been wondering if it's true, or really masterful story telling. Your replies suggest that it's both! If it's fiction, you're a talented writer and the format is brilliant. If it's not fiction... You're a talented writer and, oh my fucking God, you're really fucking fortunate.

I went to visit my buddy in mid December 2023. I had 18 guys drop their loads in me. I took a total of 21 loads that day. My last load was this buddy I used to do anon. He gave me a gift once. It was my first time receiving a gift so I didn’t want to see him again but he was patient and courted me the right way so eventually I let him in again. We only did anon and he would have me on call. He would usually come in the morning and drop couple loads and then I would go to my buddy’s to get his. My buddy only likes cummy filled holes and I started cumdumping just so that I could get his load. I moved out of town few years ago but I get to visit my buddy couple times a year. In this visit the last guy to show up was my anon friend. I had never seen him before but as soon as I got his cock in my mouth I recognized him and I confirmed it was him once he started fucking me. I recognized how he felt so I asked him if we had met before and he said yes. He then started asking me about that time he gave me a gift in front of my buddy. Suddenly I was having a discussion in code and I felt uncomfortable about the topic but he was pounding me good... It was exciting since I had never done that. I left town so happy since that day I got to reconnect with two other friends. One I didn’t know was into cumdumps and the other is on my top three best fucks. He only likes one on one anon scenes and he gave me my first and only anal orgasm. I had not seen him since I moved out of town and wanted to feel him again so I reached out and he came through. It was my best trip to Boston thus far. Can’t wait to repeat…

The last load I got was last night. I met a bi guy on Grindr and he loves using. As bf abusing my hole. He has a beautiful 9” cock which he definitely knows how to use… pounding my ass to the deepest areas of my ecstasy. Last sent me a message yesterday afternoon and asked if he could come over. He got to mine at 7:30pm… I sucked deepthroated his cock not neglecting his balls. He then fucked me over and over just like I LOVE…. Hard and Rough…he shot a couple of loads in my ass and then used my dildo to work it well in. He never disappoints. 😈💦😈

Yesterday, December 31, 2023: 3 guys fucked gave me 4 loads. What a way to end the year. My bull top who fucks so rough, my hole is so stretched out it looks like a pussy. He comes over fucks me stupid and on the verge of tapping out. He drops and big load and leaves. My hole is gapping, swollen, mess up and sore. I find a straight bbc military boy, 23yo, drive to me and fucks me like a chick. I’m using all my power bottom trucks and have his eyes rolling back. Find out I’m his first guy. 🙂 Third guy is near and had fucked me a longtime ago. Comes over to breed my now wasted and gapping cunt. After planting his 32yo seed in me, he wobbles away and said it was the best fuck he had in a while and he could feel the warm cum on his raw dick. My bull, Hawaiian mixed boy, texts me that he wants a second round. He totally trashed my hole. My legs were shacking and was literally edging himself using my puffy cunt lips and trying to spread my hole from the side. He gave me my fourth last load of the year.

Chapter 4: The New Kid in WeHo In the space of few weeks, Ricky’s life had changed almost beyond belief. His Saturday night dinner date with Alan Bryors had begun with cocktails and a four-course meal in a deluxe rooftop restaurant in Hollywood (a dinner for which Alan brought Ricky a jacket that fitted him perfectly), and ended with Alan asking him, almost shyly, “Ricky, would you like to come and live with me?” When he’d answered in the affirmative, Alan had immediately driven to his home, a penthouse condo in one of the most deluxe buildings in WeHo. Ricky had gaped in astonishment at the size of the palatial living room, which alone took up almost a third of the entire top floor. The rest was devoted to a gourmet kitchen, a sizable master bedroom suite with a huge bathroom that included a four-man hot tub, and a string of three guest suites which, on their own, would have done justice to the most luxurious hotels in the city. What really blew Ricky’s mind was the incredible view from the terrace, which framed the entire living room, kitchen, and office side of the apartment. Here there was another hot tub, and a row of deep plush lounge chairs, positioned to catch the maximum of the southern sun. It hadn’t taken long for Alan to get Ricky out of his clothes and into a tiny, tight little speedo which barely covered his ass cheeks and didn’t do much more for his crotch – although it was enough to keep him legal (barely). Alan explained with a knowing grin that they did have to behave in the outdoor hot tub because the terrace was overlooked by a taller building on the next street over. He then pulled on his own speedo, a more conservative cut but which still did justice to the effort Alan put in to keep his forty-something body in top condition. In a few more minutes, the two of them were seated in the hot tub, with glasses of wine at hand, and enjoying the dramatic view of the city lights. At least, Ricky was enjoying the view. Alan was enjoying the view of Ricky, loving the excited gaze he turned from side to side. Meanwhile, Alan himself was loving the sensation of caressing his new boytoy, rubbing his hands gently over Ricky’s back and shoulders, then down onto his chest where Alan lightly tweaked his nipples. Soon they were kissing, and then making out hot and heavy, while their busy hands played with each other’s crotches. But then Ricky surfaced from the kissing, gasping for air, and warned Alan that if they kept it up he wouldn’t be able to keep his cock safely inside the tiny suit he’d been given. Alan smiled indulgently, thinking how wonderful it would be to be so young and quick on the trigger once again. But he backed off, simply resting his hand across Ricky’s shoulder as they finished off their wine before heading back inside. The rest of the evening unfolded as a more leisurely repetition of their encounter on the terrace at Steven’s party, this time played out on Alan’s huge bed. The differences were the demonstration of his rapidly advancing cocksucking technique which Ricky gave to his new daddy, and the gentle yet purposeful way in which daddy ate his boy’s ass, reaming it out with his tongue, before moving up to slide his cock inside Ricky’s ass yet again. More strongly even than before, Ricky felt the sensation that his daddy was making love to him, but he kept an internal check on his feelings, reminding himself that this would never be permanent, not if what he’d learned from Terry was accurate. After Alan had come inside him, not just once but twice, he finished off by sliding back down, swallowing Ricky’s cock, and taking him all the way to the finish line, drinking his cum with obvious appreciation. Then they cuddled together sleepily, for it had been a long evening. Ricky’s last memory was of curling up next to Alan, resting his head on Alan’s chest, and saying, “Good night, Daddy,” in a sleepy voice, then feeling Alan gently stroking his hair and calling him “Boy” as he drifted off to sleep. The next day, a Sunday, Alan had some business to attend to and said he would be gone for most of the day. He urged Ricky to use his time to go and pick up his belongings and vacate the room at the hostel, as someone else could certainly use it. He then explained, since it was a fine sunny day, how to reach the rooftop pool on the other half of the building. But before he left, Alan took Ricky downstairs to meet the concierge, to get a security photo taken for building entrance purposes, and to get a keycard issued for the front door. Thus equipped, Ricky was able to come and go easily at his own leisure. He would go tomorrow to leave his café job, since Alan had said that he would help his boy to find more fulfilling work more conveniently close to home. For this day, he simply went and gathered his things and checked out of the hostel, returning to the penthouse with a full backpack and an even fuller sense of the odd turn his life had taken. In the afternoon, he’d gone to the pool and enjoyed a leisurely swim, and the inquisitive eyes of the many attractive to gorgeous to downright scorching hot men sitting around on the loungers. Ricky felt as if he’d died and gone to heaven. At first he was inclined to be a bit circumspect, but part of him was also remembering how much Alan liked sloppy seconds. Truth be told, this small town boy was still more than a bit shy. As for the men eyeing him up, virtually all of them guessed that he would be the new boy-in-residence in the penthouse. There was really no way such a young lad would be living in this high-end building by himself. Most of them also knew of Alan’s odd propensity for following another man’s cock into a boy’s hole, but figured they could wait for the new kid to come to them. That night, Alan introduced Ricky to something else he’d never had a chance to sample – several top-notch gay porn videos, played on the huge wide-screen TV in the bedroom. Ricky was in awe at the size and detail of the images, accompanied by full theater surround sound, since he’d gotten used to seeing miniscule pictures accompanied by flat, tinny sound on his phone. Of course, both daddy and boy reacted to the movies in a predictable manner, and both came together, this time with Alan spooning Ricky and driving deep inside his ass while Ricky watched a hot stud from Hawaii ramming his massive nine-incher in and out of a dark-haired young hunk who was jerking himself off. The next day, Monday, was a holiday and the crowd of men were out in full force at the pool again. This time, Alan went with Ricky, and they laid together on two loungers while Alan pointed out some of the other residents, telling Ricky a little about them and who did what for a living. After they’d had a swim together, and were back relaxing on the chairs, two more guys appeared on the pool deck and stripped down to their speedos. Ricky’s eyes were riveted by the sight of a massive bulge in one of those swimsuits, even more so as they came up out of the water and the wet fabric was clinging to that awesome tool. Then the super-hung guy turned to face them, removing his sunglasses to towel off before picking up his sunglasses again -- and Ricky gasped in recognition. “Hey,” he muttered quietly to Alan, “that guy was in one of those videos we watched last night.” Alan chuckled. “Yes, that’s him. Wondered if he’d show up. His screen name was Rod Rammer, but his real name is Steve. And that’s his husband, Jim, who was not in porn.” Ricky was unconsciously staring with his tongue hanging out. “I’m sure you could get both of them with no trouble,” Alan went on. “They love to play around. Just so you know, Steve was one of the most famous porn tops of all time, but he actually prefers to be on the bottom.” He went on to point out some of the other guys who would probably be happy to play with Ricky, and Ricky had to suppress another wave of disorientation. He’d just moved in with this man, and here Alan was telling Ricky to go ahead and get laid with other men. It was so much the opposite of what he had imagined a relationship with another guy would look like. As he thought that, Alan spoke again. “You know, Jim is looking at you like he’s interested. Why don’t you go over there right now and introduce yourself?” And then as Ricky hesitated, he went on. “Go right ahead. If you can get together with them now, your sweet ass will feel even better for me to enjoy tonight. We’ll have dinner at seven o’clock – to start with.” Well, that was certainly putting it clearly enough that Ricky couldn’t possibly misunderstand. Alan didn’t just like sloppy seconds; he was practically requesting it, urging his new boy to go and get fucked right then and there. Ricky got up, threw Alan a brilliant smile, and then sauntered around the pool to say hello to Jim and Steve. All the other guys there, who knew the score, watched to see what would happen next. Suffice it to say that in ten minutes Ricky exited the pool area with Jim and Steve, leaving a smiling Alan behind to enjoy the sun and indulge in pleasant daydreams about the delightful evening which lay ahead of him. “Welcome to our humble home,” Jim said with an ironic grin. Their condo would rank as a first-rate deluxe property by any normal standards, but Jim knew that it had the dimensions and proportions of a doghouse by comparison with the legendary penthouse, which he had only seen once, briefly. Ricky flashed his signature smile, and that was all it took to bring Jim right into his arms, beginning some heavy-duty kissing and making out right there in the entranceway. Steve finished securing the door, and now turned around to find the other two already reaching for bare skin under their loose shirts. “All right, you greedy pigs, let’s get this into the bedroom where it belongs.” He led the way across the living room and into the hall to the master suite. Once there, it took no time at all for the three of them to get rid of pool shirts and shorts and swimsuits. Three cocks were ready to go, with Jim and Ricky both rigidly erect, and Steve just a bit less so but catching up fast. That was where Ricky went first, falling on his knees to try to take Steve’s famous rammer into his mouth. “Try to take” was the operative verb. The best he could manage was to get about half way down, but as Steve said when he apologized later, that was the most important half anyway. Ricky worked up and down on Steve’s enormous dick while Jim and Steve made out at full tilt above his head. Jim’s hands were sliding down over Ricky’s shoulders to play with his nipples and – was that a big toe poking into the crack between his firm round buns? Jim really did know how to do it all at once. But before long, Jim got impatient that his husband was getting most of the fun. Jim pulled Ricky up to his feet again and began kissing his neck, still playing with his nips, and now sliding his erect tool up and down in Ricky’s crack. Ricky moaned and leaned back into Jim’s embrace, while Steve now went down on Ricky’s cock in turn, giving a masterful blow job. Jim reached down and fingered Ricky’s hole, grunting approvingly as he found that ass already lubed up and ready to go. After working his finger in and out a few times, he bent the head of his cock down and began to slide it into Ricky’s cute butt, working slowly but surely. Ricky groaned in pleasure, and his own cock jumped up and down at the combined sensation of being sucked and fucked at the same time. It was his first three-way, and the combined sensations were driving him mad with lust. But then Jim pulled out. “Come on, fellows, let’s get on the bed. It’ll make everything easier.” Steve stood up and hopped onto the bed first, lying on his back. He pulled his legs up and spread his cheeks open, letting his hole wink in invitation to Ricky. Ricky didn’t even stop to think about it. He was running on pure instinct and lust right now. Without a moment’s hesitation, he scrambled between those upraised legs, spit on his own cock a couple of times, and began to slide it into the beautiful ass facing him. It was another completely new experience for him. Steve Rotherham, a.k.a. Rod Rammer, was the first man Ricky had ever ploughed into, the first ass Ricky had ever fucked. It took him a bit of time to get into a reliable rhythm without pulling out by accident, but in a few minutes his motions became smoother and surer. Seeing that, Jim moved up behind him and began to work his cock back into Ricky’s hole, while Ricky held still to let him do it. Once Jim was all the way inside, he held himself still in turn, while he whispered in Ricky’s ear, “Okay, you’re in charge now. Start fucking Steve again.” As soon as Ricky began pumping, he realized at once that he may have been fucking Steve, but he was also fucking himself on Jim’s dick at the same time. Back and forth he went, sliding in and out of the one hole in perfect synch as the other cock slid in and out of him. The sensations were so overwhelming that he found himself cumming inside Steve almost before he knew what was happening. Ricky was a little embarrassed at triggering his explosion so quickly, but Steve hastened to reassure him. “Hey, no worries, I’m sure you’ve got another load in there to give me while Jim pumps his into you.” Ricky resumed fucking the ass under him. It was such a unique sensation, not at all what he had imagined it would feel like. The hole felt soft to him, but hard at the same time, like a thin padding over a metal ring, and it gave him incredible sensations against the skin of his cock. Before long, he was groaning again, but Steve didn’t want him to finish too quickly. “Ricky, pull out and eat my ass for a while. I love having my ass eaten.” The new kid was a rapid learner, as he channelled everything he’d learned from all the guys who had eaten his butt in the last two months. He brought all the energy of youth and much of the skill of experience to the work at hand, and Steve’s loud moans and cries of “Oh, fuck, yeah!” told him clearly that he was making his mark. All the time, Jim had kept working away inside Ricky’s ass, but moving slowly and easily since he wanted to see if all three of them could come together. Ricky sensed that Jim was nearing the point, and he pulled up, then slid his cock back inside Steve again. “I’m gonna cum soon, Steve. I’m gonna pound you until I blow in your hole.” “Yeah, Ricky, do it. Fuck your load into me as you fuck my cum out of me.” “Do it, Ricky, and I’ll let mine go inside you as you blow inside Steve.” With that encouragement, Ricky went right to town, pounding like a jackhammer inside Steve’s beautiful ass, and in another minute he was getting close. “It’s cumming, Steve! I’m gonna shoot!” “Go, Ricky! Breed my ass!” Jim suddenly let out a series of choked howls and slammed hard into Ricky’s ass six or seven times before blasting off. It was all Ricky needed. As Jim’s first cum bolt fired into him, he let his own huge load spray off into Steve’s hot hole. The two of them finished, gasping for breath. But Steve was working away on his cock, having not quite got there yet. Ricky stopped him. “No, Steve, wait!” Then he spat in his hand a couple of times, smearing the spit over his hole, and spun around. “Steve, I want you to give me your load. Fair exchange!” Ricky winced at the sudden pain, but he pushed down harder until Steve’s head popped inside his hole. It hurt. He’d never taken anything this thick before, but he was going to get that load in his hole and take it home with him. He flexed his ass muscles half a dozen times, and Steve groaned aloud as his cock shot a huge load of his sperm up into Ricky’s insatiable ass. Finally, the three of them flopped onto the bed together, all exhausted, with Jim and Steve cuddling Ricky in between them. After they’d all taken turns in the shower, and gotten dressed, they sat down decorously to a drink and some chat in the living room. Both Jim and Steve found themselves liking Ricky, and wanting to be sure that he was ready for whatever the future might bring. Ricky thanked them for their concern, but he assured them that he’d been given a good thorough rundown on Alan’s unusual sexual tastes and relationship habits. The two men realized at this point that this wasn’t the normal naïve starry-eyed sweet young thing. Ricky was different. He had more insight than many guys years older than himself, and he was a realist about the long-term future of his life with Alan Bryors. When Jim said something to that effect, Ricky had laughed and replied that he had left home to try to save his parents’ marriage, which ought to say something about his maturity level. Steve made no reply. He just looked at Ricky with newly sighted eyes. That comment about his reason for leaving home said a good deal more about Ricky than just “something”. Because of that comment, Steve said something further. He decided to chance it, even though it he sensed that it was a risky thing to bring up. “Ricky, I’m going to tell you something. Take it with a grain of salt, but here it is anyway. We’ve lived in this building for almost a decade now, and we’ve seen several young lads come and go in Alan’s life.” Ricky nodded. “But here’s the thing,” Steve went on, “I’ve never seen him look at any of his other boys the same way he looks at you. I know this is Alan Bryors we’re talking about, but if it were any other man, I’d say that he was falling in love with you.” Ricky’s heart did flip-flops when he heard that. There was a part of him that was powerfully attracted to Alan, no question. It was the gentle kindness of the man that appealed so strongly to him, those qualities which had been so absent from his life until now. But he still kept his feelings on a tight rein, always remembering Terry’s pointed remarks about Alan’s history with his earlier boy toys. Ricky glanced at his watch and saw that the time was nearing 6:30. He needed to get going. As he began to make his goodbyes, Steve interrupted him. “Ricky, you’re a friend now. Here’s my number. Keep in touch.” Jim concurred. “Definitely keep in touch. That’s the hottest young ass I’ve bred in many a moon!” Steve looked at Jim reproachfully. “Jim, why did I know you were going to go there? But since we’re speaking of going places, I just want Ricky to know that we’re always here and happy to try to help him out if any situation arises to make it necessary.” “Thank you both,” Ricky responded. “It’s been a great fun afternoon, and I wouldn’t mind repeating that, but it’s also good to start making friends out here and I can tell that you two are one of the best places to start. So thank you.” They all hugged and kissed goodbye, and Ricky hurried home. As he walked into the penthouse, Alan was just setting the table. “I hope I’m not late.” “Not at all, my boy. I’m early. I got hungry, and decided to go ahead with dinner as soon as you got back, even if it wasn’t seven o’clock yet.” Although Ricky didn’t know it, this was itself a very unusual thing for Alan Bryors to do. He was famous – notorious, even – for regulating his life strictly by the clock. A casual acquaintance had even nicknamed him “Phileas Fogg” after Jules Verne’s famous hero who jumped mathematically from ships to trains to ships on the tightest possible schedule during his express trip around the world. To do something early or late, just because he wanted to, was very far out of character. They sat down to dinner at 6:45, with Ricky sitting at Alan’s right hand. Ricky learned something else that night – namely, that Alan Bryors was a top-notch chef in his own right, although it had been years since he had done that kind of work for a living. The shrimp ceviche, the grilled romaine salad, the loin lamb chops, all were seasoned subtly and done to the moment of perfection. The wines, too, made a remarkable fit with each course. As they ate, Alan asked Ricky about his afternoon with Jim and Steve. Ricky gave him enough salacious details to arouse his interest, but intrigued Alan even more with his short recall of their conversation afterwards. “You’re a lucky boy,” Alan said wistfully. “Friends like that come into our lives all too rarely, and you’re fortunate to have found them and made them part of your circle. I sometimes wish that I’d found more friends, sooner, when I first came here from West Virginia. Where was your home, Ricky?” “East Mudhole, Ohio. That’s not the real name, of course, just what I always call it. Nicely poised at equal distances from Columbus, Cleveland, and the far end of Nowhere.” Despite the note of bitterness in Ricky’s voice, Alan couldn’t help chuckling. “Ricky, I’ll bet half the gay men in California came from similar backgrounds. Certainly, I did. Some day, you can tell me all about it, and why you left. But now, let’s get this cleaned up and then we can relax for the evening. Serious talk can wait for another day.” As they were clearing the table, Alan explained something else. “Just so you know, Ricky, I have a regular housekeeper who comes in here to do the main cleaning every Tuesday and Friday. We’ll take care of our dishes and other such minor things. Ryan will be here from 10:00 till 4:00, doing all the other rooms. It’s not essential to be out of the house while he’s working, but since he works hard and makes a fair bit of noise in the process, it’s sometimes more comfortable.” Ricky chuckled. “I’ll think of something useful to do, then. Too bad the good weather is going to break tonight.” Alan then said, “Well, I’ll give Dennis, my chauffeur, a call tonight and ask him to be on call for the day tomorrow. He’ll take me to my office in the morning, but after that he can drive you anywhere you’d like to go.” “Hmm. Maybe I’ll message Dylan, see if he’s free at all to do something.” “Dylan? The boy you played with at the party?” Ricky nodded, a shade nervously. “Why don’t you two go and do something, and then you can invite him for dinner here? Do you think he would enjoy that?” “I think he might. Thank you, Daddy.” “Not a problem, my boy. Come on, this is all good now. Let’s see what else we can find to keep us busy this evening.” Shortly, they were naked and cuddled up in bed together. Since they had the whole evening in front of them, it could afford to be a leisurely and relaxing session before it had to become more energetic. Alan had his arm wrapped around Ricky’s shoulders and was squeezing and releasing the muscles under his fingers. Ricky was enjoying the attention, definitely intimate without being overtly sexual. This kind of comfort level with a man was another first for him. “Mmm, that feels so good, daddy. Please keep doing it.” “You sound like you’ve never had this done to you before.” “That’s right.” “Okay, boy, I can help you with that. Roll on your face and rest your head on the pillow, arms down at your sides, and just relax.” Ricky did as he was told, and Alan got up to get a pump bottle from the bathroom – an engraved silver one, naturally. He squirted several pumps of fluid onto his hands, and then poured it down onto Ricky’s back and began giving him a deep massage. Starting from the shoulders, which were a bit tense from Ricky not knowing what was happening, he worked his way slowly to all the different areas of Ricky’s back. “Relax, my boy. You’re wound tight like a drum. Never had a massage before?” “Never, daddy. Is that what this is?” Alan chuckled. Ricky’s mixture of shrewd insight and naïve wonderment was so endearing. “Yes, that’s what I’m doing. What did you think a massage would be?” “A couple of quick dashes up and down the body and then jacking me off.” Alan laughed again. “Ah, yes, the old rub and tug. No, this is the real thing. I started learning it when I was around your age and earned my way for several years by doing therapy massages for relaxation in a luxury spa. Then came the chef training.” His fingers were doing magical things everywhere they touched, and Ricky found himself relaxing so far that he was looser than he’d ever felt since that crazy Christmas party. Alan made it very easy for him to feel safe, to feel protected, to open himself up to every bodily sensation and every kind of feeling. The fingers were now digging into his ass cheeks, working on his glutes, and he thought, Okay, this is where it gets sexual. That was fine with him. He was more than ready to go there. But Alan wasn’t. He dug deep into the glute muscles, but then kept on going, working slowly down the legs, right then left. From the thighs he moved on to the calves, and then to the feet, picking up each foot in turn and working from toes to heel and back. As he laid the second foot down, he bent over and murmured, “Turn over now.” Ricky rolled onto his back. He was so relaxed from Alan’s ministrations that even his raring-to-go teenage cock hadn’t gotten the least bit erect. Alan now went to work on his neck, then down to his pecs and on down to his abs. He continued on to the fronts of the thighs, massaging his fingers deeply into Ricky’s quads. Then he said, “I think that’s pretty good. How do you feel now?” “So relaxed,” Ricky muttered, “and sleepy.” “That’s what a really good massage can do for you. I’ll be back in a minute.” Alan stood up and went into the bathroom for a towel to wipe the excess oil off his hands. Then he came back and laid down right beside Ricky, drawing his boy into his arms again. Ricky murmured, “Thank you, daddy” sleepily and Alan stroked him gently, nudging him towards sleep as he drifted that way himself. He pulled the duvet over them as they fell asleep. Ricky awoke, feeling disoriented. He looked at the clock (there were clocks in every room in the penthouse) and the time showed 9:15. He guessed that he had been asleep for perhaps 90 minutes. Alan’s thorough skill as a masseur had really worked all the tension and tightness right out of his entire body. He sat up and looked at Alan, sleeping beside him. Alan was a remarkably sexy man for his forty-something years, and not just because he was wealthy. Ricky was taking inventory of his daddy’s body and liking everything he saw: the pecs and arm muscles, the taut but not overdone abs, the firm but proportionate quads. He was a great example of a healthy, well-formed man with a body that was plainly cared for but not overdone in any particular details. That’s when it occurred to him that Alan had never said a word about exercise or working out or a gym. He wondered where his daddy’s obvious personal care actually took place. Studying Alan’s body like this was bringing some tension rapidly back to one muscle of Ricky’s body, and he found himself wanting to go to work on Alan’s cock. He just hoped that his daddy wouldn’t be annoyed at being woken up for a booty call – because he was definitely not letting the two loads from this afternoon inside his ass go to waste. He bent over and gave Alan’s tool a couple of licks, from root to tip. At once it began to respond, slowly lifting and thickening. He wrapped his hand gently around the shaft and licked the tip some more as the shaft continued to swell. Now he had the entire head in his mouth and was swirling his tongue around it. Then he began sliding his head slowly down, letting the length of this beautiful cock slide slowly down into his throat. As he did that, a hand curled itself into the hair on the back of his head, and his daddy’s voice said, “I wondered how soon you’d wake up.” Ricky redoubled his efforts, and soon Alan was moaning his pleasure as Ricky swallowed his cock deep into his throat. He could taste the precum oozing from the tip, and worked even more, getting it as wet and hard as possible for where he really wanted it to go. Alan was getting more and more vocal as Ricky sucked him. Suddenly he sat up, taking Ricky by the shoulders and lifting him up and off his tool. Ricky knelt there, looking right at his daddy eye to eye, with a mischievous grin on his face. Alan’s eyes brightened as he growled, “Lie on your face, boy!” “Yes, daddy.” As Ricky lay down, spreading his legs and pushing his ass up, he couldn’t help thinking how different Alan’s tone had sounded two hours earlier when he’d told Ricky to do the same thing. Then Ricky had been tense with the unfamiliarity of the situation. Now, his tension was all with his elated anticipation of getting fucked. He hoped this one would be good and hard. He’d have to encourage Alan to really get him going. There came the sound of Alan spitting a couple of times, and then the wet head of his cock was nudging against Ricky’s hole. “Put it in me now, daddy,” Ricky pleaded – and Alan complied, giving a strong push which sent the entire head and half the shaft into his boy’s hole in one thrust. “Fuck!” Ricky’s cry was forceful, but with ecstasy, not with shock or outrage. He really loved the feeling of getting taken suddenly like this, and Alan got the message right away. “You like it hard like that, boy?” “Fuck, yeah, daddy, give it to me hard and deep.” By this time, Alan’s seven and a half inches was buried all the way into Ricky’s boy butt, and he was pumping in and out. Ricky was working on him as much as he could with his ass muscles. “You are really wet tonight, boy! How many loads did Jim give you today!” “Just one, daddy.” A hand smacked his butt. “There’s more than one load in your slutty ass. Don’t lie to me!” “I’m not lying, daddy. It was a big load, but just one. I got an even bigger one from Steve.” “How did you do that? Steve doesn’t even fuck anyone any more!” Ricky giggled. “I didn’t ask, I just spun around and jammed him into my hole before he could stop me or say no. And he came so fast and so hard in me.” “Oh, fuck, boy, just picturing that….” Alan’s words came to a sudden halt as he grunted, seized up, and started spurting another epic load into his boy’s busy fuck hole. “Oh, yeah, daddy, fill your boy up. I love feeling you shooting your cum inside me.” “You’re going to feel it again before we’re done.” Alan’s cock didn’t even soften slightly or slide out after he’d pumped his load into Ricky. He just took a minute to recover his breath from cumming, and then started fucking his boy again. And Ricky loved it. He’d really appreciated how gently Mitch had initiated him, and he also loved the gentle, kind way Alan had taken him their first few times. But ever since that party, he’d also developed a real taste for getting it hard and fast from time to time, and now Alan was giving him just what he wanted. “You want it hard, boy?” “Yeah, daddy, pound me hard.” By now Alan was in a full push-up position above Ricky’s back, pounding straight down into his boy’s lush round ass and driving it right in, bottoming out with a loud smack on every stroke. Rocky was moaning and groaning incessantly, amazed at how much Alan’s hard fucking was turning him on, even though he’d asked for it. But suddenly Alan stopped dead and pulled out. “Turn over.” It was a snarled order, not a polite request. Ricky obediently rolled onto his back and pulled his legs up. Alan grasped his ankles, pulling them out until his boy’s legs were pointing straight up into the air. Then he plunged back into the gaping ass, revelling in the sensation of all that man juice sloshing around his cock as he slammed in and out. Ricky was groaning nonstop with every thrust, but Alan wasn’t even listening any more, now totally consumed in his overwhelming need – to cum, to climax, to breed, to spread his seed. “Going to breed you, boy.” “Do it, daddy!” “Going to slam fuck you and pump you full of my babies.” “Yeah, daddy! Breed me hard! Knock your boy up!” Alan slammed in with one last brutal thrust and let it go, repeatedly slamming in again and again in his instinctive urge to make sure he pumped his sperm in as far as possible. Those repeated thrusts did it to Ricky. He hadn’t even touched his cock, but it suddenly lifted off his belly and fired repeated shots of cream in every direction. The contractions of his ass muscles as he came squeezed even more jizz out of Alan’s cock, and Alan cried aloud as his tool pumped out three or four more squirts. Finally it ended. Alan’s contractions ebbed away, Ricky’s tool settled down in the mess he’d spewed all over himself and Alan, and the two cocks finally began to soften a bit. Alan slid out of Ricky’s hole, and a slow wave of the mingled sperm of three men began to run out after him. He immediately bent down and began eating and licking it all up, then sucking even more out of his boy’s well-used ass as the gaping hole finally closed slowly down. Then he slid up on top of Ricky and began kissing him, letting the juices in his mouth drizzle down into Ricky’s. And just like that, the gentle, kind, caring daddy was back with his boy again. “Wow, daddy, that was incredible.” “You really liked that, didn’t you?” “I did. I wouldn’t want it that hard all the time but getting it like that every so often is a real peak experience.” Alan laughed. “We all need those peak experiences in our lives, boy. It’s pretty amazing for me, too, to let it rip like that once in a while. I can’t think when the last time was that I got to give a boy the works that way. I’ve done it a little at those daddy parties, but there’s always the pressure to move on and let someone else have a go. And I still can’t get over you managing to con Steve Rotherham into giving you his load.” Both of them laughed, before they kissed and cuddled some more. Eventually, Ricky moved to get up. “Where are you going?” Alan asked. “I want to get that huge slimeball out of my ass and clean off some of this mess in the shower.” “You couldn’t hold it inside you all night so I can enjoy it some more in the morning?” “It’s complaining. It wants to be let out for a walk and a swim now.” Alan laughed heartily at that image. “Okay, go ahead. I’ll come and join you when you get into the shower.” “And fuck me again?” Ricky’s question carried an audible provocative tone. “Would you complain if I did?” “I might. It’s been through a lot today.” Alan laughed again and waved him out of the room. Then he lay back in the bed, reliving the whole evening over in his memory. It had been a peak experience for him too. There was no denying that this boy was something special, even in a life like Alan’s that had seen more than its fair share of cute, young, wide-eyed boy toys. Alan sensed that Ricky had a remarkable ability to read a situation and adapt himself and his course of action to suit. This was the same kind of flexibility he himself had used to advantage all his life. He was enjoying his time spent with Ricky in a way beyond any feeling he’d had for any of his other boys. At the same time, he cautioned himself that he couldn’t let himself fall for his newest boy. The exact qualities he was detecting in Ricky were undoubtedly going to make this young man ready to move on before too long. Alan knew that his weakness for the newest and latest young cutie led him to treat his boys a little unfairly, as he cut them loose sooner than they expected. But now he guessed that this one was going to cut him loose before he was ready. Ricky was too strong-minded and too gifted to be content as a rich man’s plaything for long, and Alan knew he would have to be ready to let Ricky go whenever that would happen. A slightly impatient voice interrupted his reverie. “Aren’t you going to come in now? This water’s going to get cold if you don’t hurry, daddy!” He rolled off the bed with a hearty laugh and headed for the bathroom, to join his talented boy in the shower.

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This is not about gay rights. It's about the genocide of thousands of people who are guilty of living where they live.

Not that I disagree, but it's not just "career" politicians - it's everyone who holds a political office. It's called "compromise", and in situations where we have a divided government (as we do now, with one party holding the House, another the Senate and the Presidency), it would be virtually impossible to get anything done on any issue where the parties disagree. Obviously, I prefer it when my party has the upper hand and can negotiate from a position of strength, but that's not always the case. What I hope for is that we never negotiate away fundamental principles, and when we give up something, we get something that's worth more to us. And then we go out and try to win more elections so that less compromise is necessary. But that means voters have to suck it up and vote for imperfect candidates instead of sitting it out because the choices aren't ideal. Too many people, for instance, are saying they won't vote for Biden because he's accepting "genocide" on the part of Israel - as though Trump wouldn't have given Israel an even bigger green light to do what they want.

The room with the sling was dark, but you could see whether someone offered themselves up in it. I stepped inside, put my towel on the leather hung by the chains in the roof. They clinged and clanged as I slipped off my flip-flops, climbed onto the sling, positioned byself so that my ass was right on the edge of the leather and let my feet search up the chains for the stirrups. Ah, there they were. I inserted my feet in them and relaxed. The cold leather quickly warmed up. Horny men were walking by, most of them not even looking in. I moved a bit as to make some sound, chains rattling. Finally, a silhouette showed up in the "door". After a bit of hesitation he stepped inside, feeling his way to find the sling. His hands roamed over all of me, and quickly found my business end, wet cock and cummy ass. Squeezing my balls and cock he quietly asked "Chem-dick?" I said "Yeah"... He went down to the fucking end, and leaned down to take my balls and dick in his mouth, sucking and playing with my already wet cock. "Tastes so fucking good" he said. I could feel his tongue wandering down behind my balls to my asshole, that I was pulsating a bit, just to let a bit of loads out. He slobbered down my hole, pushing his tongue inside and nibbling on my hole. "yeess...." I hissed "use those teeth... eat my hole" Now a couple of fingers came up, to stretch me... Not that it was needed but, hey, let him play. Three fingers, four fingers... uhhh.. so fucking good.... I could feel him pushing his fingers to the knuckles, widening my hole. OK, I stand corrected - for THIS I needed stretching. The cum inside me was not going to be enought if he continued - but I heard the snick of a bottle cap of lube and could feel the cold lube coming onto my hole and being slowly pushed in by his hand. My toes were curling of pleasure, but I am not used to be fisted - and I told him "I don't think you can..." and feeling the THUMB joining the rest of the fingers inside me... I started flexing my ass, pushing out such as to push his hand out of me "Yesss... excellent boy" he said. Matching my constrictions around his fingers, he pushed his hand further inside me than anyone ever been before. I could feel his knuckles - "MMMnnnnoooo..." I pushed again and he swiftly returned OH MY GOD THAT FIST IS INSIDEMEUUUUHHHNNNNNNNN I panicked a bit, and he leaned over and started licking my ass lips around his wrist. I was breathing shallowly now... How in the hell did this happen - damn the kat. I am so open now.... His fist slowly moved in me, fucking me slowly but deliberately. I am just moaning the hell out of it. ""Yess, good boy... take it like a nice little pig" He said gruffly. If my dick was leaking before, imagine with a fucking hand inside you pressing on your g-spot... He continued for a little while and then he said "Push me out, babe" - I did as told. His fist slowly came out, with a stream of lube and the rest of the previous loads. I could feel cold air rushing into my wide open ass. He dried off his hand and said "Have a great time" - and left. What the hell!!! No fuck, no cum? I was disappointed. I felt gingerly with my hands around my hole, but fortunately there was no tear of any sign of blood - Thank god. Another shadow popped inside. This guy was crew, he had a cap on backwards, and when he came up to me I could feel his clothes, the tank top and bathing suit. He was pressing against me from the side of the sling, leaning over and finding my tits with his hands. Massaging them, concentrating on the nipples, and then finally clamping down on them with his mouth. Humming he chewed my left nipple, making it really sensitive. He came up to my face and kissed me - nice 🙂 a romantic in the sling room? "Such a nice body... love me a good chubby" he said. His hands were roaming down my chest and belly, and finding my - yes, chem-dick. He moaned slightly while really playing with it - then he moved away, down to my feet. "I need me some pussy, man" he said - "Did Frank loosen you up?" while feeling my hole with his fingers. "M-hm..." I answered. "Good boy" - I more felt than saw him push the front of the tank top over his head and let his bathing suit fall down. A hard throbbing dick found my hole immediately and slid inside me, balls deep, with almost no resistance. "Ohhhhh... that's a good pussy" - he moaned. He stayed for a couple of second, then started a slow, long-stroke fuck. All the way out, popping out of me, and then all the way down, finding his way inside me with no guidance, just my gaping hole. His hands moved over my belly, squeezing it, caressing it... up to my tits again, squeezing, pinching my nipples hard, pulling them. I was moaning like hell as he was slowly picking up the pace... His hands moved down to my legs and wandered up to my feet. I felt him pulling on one of them and his mouth around my big toe. Man that's so fucking horny. I tried working my ass around his cock now pounding me very deliberately but not so hard. I almost had no muscled strenght having been opened up like that... He started sucking on the rest of my toes, taking the whole foot into his mouth, tongue licking around each toe. Now, I could feel him REALLY picking up his pace, panting more and moaning around my left foot. "Yeah baby, take My fucking DNA" he said, and filling my ass with a load so big I was not prepared for the cum leaking out by his shaft. He didn't stop fucking me though, but kept on going. "I'm pushing it in so far you'll fart cum for days" he said. The load was churning in my hole and I could hear the sloppy sound of his cock, still hard. "Babe, he said... you're getting one more" - What?!? Who cums twice in just a couple of minutes?!? Him obviously because his slapping balls stopped right at my hole and his cock started pulsating again. He stood like that for a little while, then stepped back while slowly exiting my cummy ass. "Thanks man" he said, returning his tank top to the front and pulling his bathing suit up. Another happy customer... but man I felt a bit sore after that impromptu fisting. I stayed in the sling though. Two men now came inside... one of them staying by the side and the second one immediately and with no ceremonies coming to my ass, pushing his cock in to start fucking. Fucking nice! No words, no ask, just push inside and fuck. I felt great, slutty and decadent. His balls slapping against me, him just grunting and loading off his cum - then leaving. The first man followed him out. It was time to return to the room and fill up on the kat.

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Part 41: Ben Learns the Truth (Will’s Perspective) I stared at my father, my attention jumping from his shocked expression to his naked body and down to the load of cum he had just ejaculated all over the floor. It felt as if time stood still and rushed past at the same time. I felt my head spinning, the air in my lungs sucked out of me. “What the fuck?” I said, trying to take a step forward before I felt my body go limp and I fell into darkness. I don’t know how long I was out. Everything was still dark, the world a blur around me. I heard their voices first, whispering low. “Maybe we should change him.” “I don’t think that’s a top priority.” “He fell right into my cum, Mark. He’s covered in it. I don’t want my son waking up covered in his father’s cum.” “You may not want it, but he might like it.” “I think you both need to give him some room.” “Who are you?” “I’m Dominic Moore. I’m your son’s boyfriend.” “My son’s what?” “Now’s not the time.” “I don’t understand what’s happening.” “Shhh. He’s waking up.” My eyes opened and I saw Dom, Pastor Kline, and my father looking down at me. What I noticed first was that Pastor Kline appeared to still be naked while my father was wrapped in what looked to be a sheet. “What happened?” I moaned, trying to push myself up. I felt a give beneath me; I must be on the bed, I thought. The bed… the bed I just saw Pastor Kline and my father fucking on… My father had been fucking Pastor Kline… MY FATHER HAD BEEN FUCKING ANOTHER MAN! I jumped, scrambling on the bed, but three pairs of hands reached out and held me steady, keeping me locked on the bed. “Take it slow,” Dom said, his hand resting on my chest, lighting pressing over my biohazard tattoo. “You took a tumble.” “Maybe we should take him to the hospital,” my father said. “He could have a concussion.” “He didn’t hit his head,” Pastor Kline said. “He’ll be fine.” “I think he was just shocked,” Dom said, looking at them both. “I think we’re all a bit shocked.” “That’s an understatement,” I said, sitting up. Once I was up, their hands left me, and I looked down, noticing the wet marks on my shirt. My father had been right. I must have landed right into his cum. Looking down, the smell of it hit my nose, and it pulled me into the reality of the situation. “What the fuck is going on?” “We can explain,” my father said, his hands pulling the sheets tighter around his naked body. “I think we all need to calm down,” Pastor Kline said. “It’s not a big deal.” “Says the man who has fucked his own son,” Dom said. My father’s eyes grew wide. “You what?” “Can everyone just stop,” I said. My mind raced over everything I’d seen, everything I heard, everything I knew and thought I knew. “First question: Dad, what are you doing here?” “Mark invited me,” my father said. “Not to do this.” “Well…” “Why?” I asked. “It was meant to be a surprise,” my father said. “I was here to visit, to see you preach.” “And that somehow became you fucking him?” “Is there any way we can use a different word?” my father asked. “I think it’s fitting,” I told him. “Also, how do you know Pastor Kline? You two never met before.” “Actually,” Pastor Kline said, “we have met before. We went to college together.” “You did?” “We only overlapped for a year or two,” Pastor Kline said. “But it left an impression.” “Hold on,” I said, stopping him. “Did you know that he was my father? Did you know when you hired me?” “No,” Pastor Kline said. “Back then, he had a different last name. I didn’t realize until recently.” “He took grandma’s name,” I said, remembering the complicated history between my father and his parents. “I didn’t realize that there was any connection until Mark contacted me,” my father explained. “That’s a complicated web we can untangle later,” I said, my mind trying to understand the ties coming undone. “All I want to know now is why and how I came into this room and saw my father— my religious, straight-laced, no sex before marriage, pure father— fucking my boss.” Pastor Kline and my father exchanged looks. They explained their meeting at the restaurant. They explained their conversation. They explained how my father had run out and then arrived unexpectedly at the house. All the while, my mind tried to account for the two different men I now saw as my father. The man I had grown up looking to as a strict, no-nonsense, follow-the-rules, perfect example of a religious man had no connection to the man I saw shooting his load all over the floor. Who was this man? “I didn’t come to Mark’s home thinking this was going to happen,” my father explained. “And while I’ve always had a thing for your father,” Pastor Kline said, “I never thought this would happen.” “Wait,” I said, remembering back. “You said that there was a man who you fell for while you were in college. You said there was someone who first awakened that inside of you. Are you telling me that the man you were talking about is my father?” “A strange coincidence,” Pastor Kline said, looking at my father and smiling. “But, yes. Ben is the man who I first fell for.” “And we’re just meant to believe that you didn’t invite Will’s father here so you could make something happen?” Dom said. There was a protective side rising in Dom. While I knew there was a part of him extremely turned on by everything happening, I could see that my confusion and concern was his top priority. It was getting me hard. “I’ll admit that there was a part of me that wanted something to happen,” Pastor Kline said. “Yes. In my fantasy, I wanted him to throw me on the bed and fuck my brains out. But I never thought it would happen. I’m not that delusional, but, after everything else that’s happened, I guess there was a part of me that hoped it would.” “But how did you let this happen?” I asked my father. My father stared at me, opened his mouth to say something, but then hung his head. “How about we give them some time,” Dom said to Pastor Kline. Though somewhat reluctant, Pastor Kline started out of the room. “Go easy on him,” Dom whispered into my ear. “Imagine if the roles were reversed.” Dom kissed me and then left, leaving my father and myself alone. “Mind if I sit?” my father asked. I nodded. “I’m sorry for how this has unraveled,” he said, pulling the sheets tighter. “I never meant for you to find out. At least, not this way.” “I understand,” I said. “I never meant for you to find out that I had a boyfriend.” “He seems nice.” “He is,” I said. “But we’re not talking about that. I want to know how the fuck all this happened. How is it that the man who raised me, the man who shouted from the podium all those rules and laws about sex and purity and everything else ends up fucking another man?” “How did you?” he countered. “I understand that you’re upset, but imagine my surprise. Not just with you, but with your brother.” “What are you talking about?” “I spoke to Jay,” he said. “What did he tell you?” “Everything,” my father said. “Then how are you surprised?” I asked. “How are you surprised that I have a boyfriend after everything Jay and I did?” My father stared at me, a look of confusion causing my stomach to twist as I realized my mistake. “He never told you about that,” I said, my fingers running through my hair, trying to calm the headache starting to form. “Jay told me that he’s gay,” my father explained. “What exactly happened between you two?” “We…” I started, looking at my father, unable to complete the statement. His eyes grew wide. “Oh… oh… oh no…” “It’s a mess,” I told him. “It’s a mess for a different time.” “You’re telling me that two of my sons have been having sex with each other?” I nodded. “When?” “It started when we were back home for your retirement.” “I don’t believe this,” he said. “It was an accident.” “How? How could it be an accident?” “I… sucked him off without realizing it was him.” I explained to my father what happened, how I had gone to the adult video store and gave Jay a blowjob without realizing. I explained how Jay had known, that he had tricked me into the whole situation. I explained everything I could, trying to lessen the impact I knew it was having on my father. I told him everything without mentioning anything about either of us being poz. “And is that why he’s gay now?” my father asked. “I think Jay is just an insanely sexual being,” I told him. “I don’t know if he has a label or wants one. I think he just wants to be having sex all the time.” “I know how he feels,” my father said. “You do?” “Of course,” my father said. “I’m a man, too. I understand how the head we have on our shoulders isn’t always the head we’re thinking with.” “So, is that why…” “When I spoke to Mark,” my father said, “I realized that I’d been hiding something deep inside me. When Jay told me everything he had done, well, almost everything, I found myself jealous of him. I wanted to be free like him. I wanted to let myself go to explore all the things I’d been resisting all my life.” “What about mom?” My father was silent for several moments. “There are complications in every relationship, Will. Your mother and I have complications. Even before I met your mother, I had slept with several women. I created a persona that I wore for decades, presenting myself to be the righteous man everyone wanted me to be. I tried to be that man. I really did, but that inner voice, that depraved little… demon, I suppose, that I kept hidden for so long finally clawed its way back to the surface.” “I understand,” I told him, thinking about the dreams which had taken hold of me before Dom had claimed me. “So, who knows about this?” “Only the men who were in this room,” he said. “How about you?” “The men in this room,” I told him. “Plus, Jay, Doctor Wade, Pastor Kline’s son Ryan and Ryan’s friend Lewis. Also Peter Flanagan.” “Oh, I heard about that,” my father said. “Well, it sounds like I’ve walked into a tangled web.” “You sure have,” I told him. “I can’t imagine how this could get any more complicated,” my father said, laughing. “Well,” I said, the weight of the biggest secret pressing down on me. “What is it?” I stood up from the bed and pulled my shirt off, revealing my chest. My father looked me over, a change in his expression. I felt as if he was not just looking at his son but was now looking at a fellow man who also relished the pleasures of the flesh. His eyes took me in, a smile on his face until he caught sight of my tattoo. “What is that?” “It’s my biohazard tattoo,” I told him. “Dom gave it to me. Almost everyone who knows what’s been going on has one. Even Jay has one.” “What does it mean?” “It means that we’re poz, Dad,” I told him. “It means that we’re HIV positive.” My father stared at me, stunned. “We’re all poz. Dom, Pastor Kline, Jay.” “Did you infect your brother?” “No,” I said. Though Jay had insisted that it hadn’t been me to poz him, there was suddenly a crack in the foundation of this idea. Had Jay told me the truth? “And that man, your boyfriend, did he do this to you?” I nodded. “Why?” “Because, it freed me,” I told him. “It binds us together. He’s a part of me. We don’t have to worry about condoms or anything else. It’s the ultimate sign of trust.” My father was silent. I could tell that he was trying to wrap his mind around everything I had told him, everything he had told me. So much had happened within such a short period. I wasn’t even sure if we’d all been able to fully digest the gravity of our situation and the ramifications it would have on us moving forward. “Will,” he finally said, standing up from the bed. “I need you to do something for me.” “What’s that?” “I need you to call Jay and have him meet us at your apartment.” “Why?” I asked. “Because,” my father said, releasing the sheet which fell to the floor, revealing my father’s hard cock which was leaking a steady flow of precum. “I think it’s time for us to have a proper father and sons bonding night. One that will truly bind us together.” I reached out and grabbed my father's face, pulling him to me, kissing him. It was a deep kiss, a strange sensation within the passion. I knew I was kissing my father. I knew that the man whose tongue was in my mouth was the same man who had raised me. Similar with Jay, I felt the heat of knowing that what I was doing was wrong. I knew it couldn't be understood by everyone. Only the men who already knew the truth would be able to understand. We broke our kiss, my father looking into my eyes. He smiled. "I love you, Will." "I love you, Dad." He kissed me again, his body against mine, his cock pressing against my growing bulge. My hands reached down and undid my pants, pushing them down along with my underwear. My father broke the kiss and looked down. "Holy shit," he said. "You're huge." "Dom is bigger," I told him. "You're a lucky man," my father said, kissing me again. As we kissed, our cocks rubbed against each other, precum leaking down our shafts and coating our bodies in our familial juices. The room, already pungent in the smell of sex from Pastor Kline and my father now intensified as our bodies were coated in sweat. I broke from the kiss, my father's lips reaching out, searching for me. He opened his eyes, looking at me. "What?" I slowly lowered myself down to my knees, his hard cock sticking out, aiming right for my mouth. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded, opening my mouth and swallowing my father's cock down my throat. "Oh, fuck!" he moaned, his head thrown back, his hands reaching forward and grabbing the back of my head. His hips started thrusting forward, his cock gliding along my tongue, reaching my throat, dripping his neg precum into my stomach. "Whatever your boyfriend's been teaching you," my father said, his breathing labored, "he's been doing one hell of a job." I reached around and grabbed his ass, pulling him even deeper into my mouth. Not only could I taste my father, but I could also smell him, my nose burrowed into his pubes, his sweaty body creating a high. "Oh, fuck!" Memories of seeing Pastor Kline with Ryan flooded my mind, the image of a father and son locked together in a passionate heat. Now, here on my knees, I found myself with my father's cock in my throat. "I'm gonna cum," he moaned, his pace quickening. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna CUM!" I gripped his ass hard, just as he gripped my head steady. I felt his cock swelling in my mouth, kicking, shooting rope after rope of his hot cum into my throat and mouth. I glanced up, seeing his head thrown back, mouth open, a strained moan escaping his lips as he unloaded his baby batter, the same baby batter that had created me, deep into my throat. "Fuck," came a voice from the bedroom door. My father and I turned our attention to Dom who was watching us from the doorway. "I fucking love this family," he said, smiling at us both. I smiled and swallowed down my father's cum.

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“Who are those guys?” I asked, blowing out a puff of smoke. I had just got up off my knees after cleaning Nick’s cock for a second time, his cum still dripping out of my gaping hole. “The older one is Bill, and Hank is his husband” Nick replied. “How do you know them?” I asked, intrigued by Nick calling the older one “sir”. “I live with them” he said. “We all do.” “We?” “Their kids and grandkids” he replied, smirking. He let out a chortle at what must have been a stunned expression on my face. “Not actual kids” he continued. “Just a collection of guys they have picked up and pozzed, plus one or two more that one of us has gifted.” My stomach just about fell out of me at that point, as the high from the sex was replaced by panic from having taken two poz loads in my beat-up hole. “There’s me, my boyfriend Dane, Zen, Kris, and a few others” Nick said. “But we’re always on the lookout for more housemates.” I coughed out the smoke I had just inhaled, making him chortle again. “I better get back…” I eventually said, once I had calmed myself down. “Of course” he replied, “though you may want to hit the showers first. Tell her a seagull shat on you or something.” “Yeah, er, I will” I said, before taking a final draw of the cigarette and stubbing it out on a tree. “But don’t forget” said Nick, “I’m going to be wanting more of that hole, so start figuring things out.” I nodded, but then heard more crunching as someone walked towards us from behind me. I spun around in a panic thinking it might be Hannah, but was instead greeted by the sight of another stud. “That’s Dane” said Nick, “my boyfriend.” “Holy fuck” I whispered, causing Nick to laugh out loud. “You know, I might make this a joint project with him” said Nick. I mumbled something, entranced by the man approaching us. “Dane!” he called, as the stud got closer. “Just told Bill this one was for me, but what do you say about pairing up?” “Always happy to share” Dane called back. “It’s nice to do things as a couple sometimes.” He got to us, and then stopped to look me up and down. “Nice”’he said, before looking up at me and reaching out his hand. “Dane.” “Joe” I stammered, hesitating before taking his hand for a shake. “Honeymooner” Nick said. “Wife was asleep on the beach.” Dane gave a deep laugh, and then slapped my shoulder. “She may as well just get on a plane home at this point, right?” he said, grinning. They both laughed, but I could not see the funny side of it. “Aw boy” said Nick, “don’t stress about it. Now get yourself to those showers, and we’ll see you tomorrow.” “Er, er, yes sir” I said. I hurriedly put my CKs on, electing to carry my shorts until I had made a dash into the showers to clean off the evidence of my wrongdoings. I then gave each of them a final look before turning and scampering away towards the shower block. I heard them chuckling as I fled. My hole smarted like anything, but I managed to get cleaned off and then stood outside in the sun in my CKs to dry off a bit before I put my shorts back on. I then headed back to where Hannah was, noticing she was still asleep. However, as I tried to get back onto my towel without waking her, she stirred. “Hmmm, what time is it?” she asked, her face fortunately being away from me as I winced while sitting back down. “Er, about two” I said. She groaned, then turned onto her back and sat up. She faced me, and then got a strange expression on her face. “Are you OK?” she asked. “Yeah, why?” I replied. “I dunno” she said, “you just look a little rattled.” “Oh, yeah, er, when I went to go for a swim a seagull shat on me, so I’ve just had to go and shower” I said. “Gross” she replied, screwing up her face. Then she lay back down, and within moments I could tell from her breathing that she had fallen asleep again.

When we got back into the kitchen, noone even looked sideways at us. They were talking and hanging out. Laughing and joking around, but the boys were starting to get much closer to M. And i have to say, he wasnt minding the attention. They were asking him if girls like his big ass. Now, M has an incredible ass. His body is literal perfection. He looks like he was cut out of stone. His ass is not only round and muacular, its a fucking shelf. He turned around to show of his ass to the boys. He admitted that girls often ask to touch it and have tried to put fingers in his hole when they're sucking him. But hes never actually let any of them do anything to it, not even his wife. Then the ass eating boyfriend asked if any of them had ever eaten his hole. He said his wife has a couple times, but shes not really into it. She's more into vanilla sex and doesnt really like to get into anything more adventurous. It was the exact answer the boys were hoping for. They asked if he'd be down to let him try. There was an awkward laugh. It was a bit uncomfortable for a second. Then M said, i think id need more shots to do something like that. And almost instantly shots were being poured. We all started laughing again. While this was all happening, i was still standing there in just my shirt, with my ass and cock still out. I was standing close to S and he was discreetly caressing my ass. I arched my back a bit, to give him access to my hole. He would occasionally slip a finger inside me. I would make no noise at all, i didnt want snyone to notice. I just wanted him inside me so bad. We all did another round of shots. M laughed a little uncomfortably, and said, "Ok, we doin' this?" And started undoing his pants. And the next thing i knew, the guy who ate my ass first was right behind M and dropping down to his knees. He wanted to busy his face in M's furry ass. And boy did he ever. M fell forward, and gave out a, "Woah!" And we all laughed. M wasnt laughing. He was moaning. Loudly. S was definitely turned on watching his brother getting his ass eaten, and took the opportunity to put more fingers in my hole. He was really getting them in deep. And was transfixed on his brother. He was fingering me in sync with M's moans. Now i have to admit, there are few things hotter than watching a straight guy moan while having an expert ass eater devour their ass. The moans were getting more and more animalistic. You could tell he was really enjoying the sensations of his hole being tongued and sucked on. His eyes were rolling in his head. When he opened his eyes they were slightly crossed. It was so fucking hot. And knowing his brother was watching and liking it too only made it that much hotter. I looked at S and he was sniling slightly. I asked him if he wanted to try it too. He gave me that same devilish smile from earlier. I moved over to S and pulled his pants down and pushed him over. I buried my face in his ass cheeks. I inhaled deeply and took in his amazing scent. His body was also fucking perfection. His ass wasnt as round as M's, but it was round and muscular too. I tongue fucked him as deep as my tongue could go. I have long tongue strokes, licking like an ice cream cone, then sucking on his hole. I wanted it puffy and swollen, to relax it. Ive never wanted to open an ass with my tongue so badly. S was moaning as loud as his brother. They were both bent over the kitchen counter, facing eachother having two gay dudes feasting on their pussies. It was one of the hottest sexial experiences i have ever taken part in. These straight brothers howling in pleasure while they submit to their forbidden desires. S was arching his back to present his hole to me. Giving me more access to him. Allowing me to get deeper inside him. The boyfriends switched places. M had a second tongue in his hole. Getting bitched out in his brother's kitchen. His head was spinning. His eyes were still crossed. Have you ever been so high on Molly that your eyes are vibrating. When you cant see straight? Thats how high i was. So i can only imagine how high M and S were. The boyfriend not feasting on M's ass moved behind me, while i was pushing my tongue inside S's pussy. He started to finger me, he got on his knees behind me and i fekt him line up his cock to my hole. And then i remembered that they had poppers. So i asked him to bring them. He did, i took a long hit in both nostrils, M watched me as i did. I gestured them to him. He asked what they do, i said you'll lovem them. So he took them from me, and did the same. His eyes went wide and all he could say was, "Wow...oh wow...oh my god...wow..." He started pushing his ass back into the guys face behind him. Rhythmically fucking his ass on the guys face... I felt the cock back on my ass. I took a deep breath and pushed my ass back on the cock. And buried my tongue as deep as i could into S's hole. There was so much moaning and howling. The cock in my ass felt amazing, but i wanted S's cock againg. I wanted to feel him in the depths of my pussy. I wanted him so bad. I turned S's around and took his cock in my mouth while i pushed my ass back on the cock in my ass. I squeezed my hole as tight as i could. I wanted the guy to cum, so i could turn around and fit S's cock back in my hole. I was moaning so loud and throwing my ass back hard. I started begging for this strangers load in my hole. He picked up the pace of his fuck. He was pounding away on my hole. I shoved my face down on S's cock to muffle my moans. I looked up at M, who now had the guy standing behind him. I couldnt tell what they were doing, but i thought the guy was fingering M, and trying to convince him to let him work his cock into M. The guy behind me started breathing and moaning loudly. I could feel his cock stiffening inside my hole. He was building up to unloading inside me. I kept begging. "Please cum inside me. Please fuck me harder." And he did. He fucked one final deep thrust and unloaded inside me. I could feel the pulsing of his cock in my pussy. He collapsed ontop of me. I laud my head against S's stomach and breathed heavily. I wore out the guy behind me, but i wanted more. My hole needed more.

Part 3: Homecoming ”David! David! David!” My mom had looked like she aged 20 years since I last saw her. She was noticeably more raspier than she was when I last saw her and the distinct smell of cigarette smoke wafted in the air around her. When she finally saw me she hugged me so hard I thought she was trying to break me in two. “David you look well and I can’t believe that my baby boy is finally home,” she said hugging me. “Hi mom it’s good to see you too.” I couldn’t help but notice the tears rolling down my cheeks. It had been little over 10 years since I had seen her in person. We had only been speaking to each other again for the last three years. For the both of us it was a bittersweet moment. For all the fighting and hatred that we both inflicted on one another it felt like those times would become a distant memory. As I grabbed my things my mom insisted on her putting my things in the trunk of the car, but I told her, “mom I’m pretty sure I’m old enough to load my own luggage.” As we pulled out of the station onto highway 320 she leaned over and said to me, “I’m so happy that you are finally home again, and I can speak for both me and your father we are both happy to have you home.” I was kinda taken aback that my father was looking forward to me coming home, because we had essentially only communicated through head nods. So I had to ask the question on why she was so insistent on me coming home, but her reply really caught me off guard. “Well I suppose I can tell you. Baby boy the doctor’s found a lump in my right breast. The lump was cancerous, and it has spread to other parts of my body. I didn’t want to go another few months without seeing you and I needed to make peace with you. I needed to bury the past so I could spend my remaining days and weeks with you.” The news that the woman who raised me was in the winter of her life really took me back. “Have you gotten a second opinion on this? Have you visited the cancer center at UT? How long have you known?” I said this with tears pouring out of my eyes. She sighed and said, “I’ve only know for about two months now. My doctor her sent me to ETSU and then down to UTK to see their doctors on how to go after this. Everything they looked at was either going to prolong the inevitable and would rapidly deteriorate my quality of life. So I choose to make myself as comfortable as possible. Your father has been taking care of me as much as he can, but he’s been battling his own issues. So we’ve taken on a hospice nurse to help him with my care. I’m not entirely gone yet, but things have gotten a lot harder for me to deal with. It’s only a matter of time.” For the remainder of the car ride to my parent’s house, I just sat there in stunned silence. My mom knew that the news was a lot, and she was kind enough to let me have some space to think. That car ride was the longest ride of my life, however the entire journey from the station to my parent’s home was only a 30 min drive. We finally pull in and the house that I had grew up in looked the same as it was when I last seen it. I had so many good memories there. Ranging from the first time I learned how to ride my bike to me figuring out that I was a gay ole country boy. I found that out thanks to a neighbor kid named Corey who would come over from time to time to “sword fight” and to make out with one another. Eventually he would be my first lover and the person who would take my virginity. Of course that happened at his house as his parents were mostly not home after school. So we had ample opportunity to explore. I walked into the house for the very first time since 2009 and I immediately noticed all of the family portraits on the wall. I also noticed that my mom had framed several of my newspaper stories. This ranged from my first story with my high school newspaper to my first story with the Capitol Journal. For me seeing that part of the wall gave me pause, and maybe rethink how my parents felt about me. Did they actually feel proud of me or were these put up prior to my visit, but I’m more inclined to believe that they were actually proud of me. As I was looking at these framed items on the wall, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was text from JD saying he made it to the resort. I texted him back saying I had made it safely to my parents house. He then sent me a picture from his room with a breath taking view of the mighty Great Smoky Mountains. He captioned the photo with, “what a great view. I hope to share it with you sometime this week.” I smiled and replied back with, “It could happen sooner rather than later.” Just as I was hitting send, my father walked into the living room. He had gotten more heavier set than he was when I last saw him. He was definitely showing his age, but what I didn’t expect was for him to grab me and give me the biggest hug of my life. It was at that moment I broke down in tears again, with him crying into my shoulder. All he kept saying was, “I’m sorry son,” over and over again. I kept telling him it was okay, but I believe the last decade of guilt had finally made him crack. After our tearful reunion, he motioned me over to the couch. The couch was the same one that he used to read me stories about Robin Hood and King Arthur. He pulled this old looking photo album, and he handed it to me. “Every since you left, I wanted to keep a memento of the work you did from your college paper to your current work with the Capitol Gazette. So I saved every article here in this photo album. I wanted to have this so I can look at all the amazing things that you have done, because you have made me proud. I know we didn’t speak for a long time, but I wanted to let you know is that I’m sorry son. I should have accepted you sooner than I did, but sometimes it takes me an old fool like me to loose something to realize just how important you were to me.” I stared in amazement that after all these years my own father has finally accepted me for well being me. I looked at him and I said, “Thanks dad. I missed you too.” Right when I said that a man walked out of the kitchen. It was to my surprise that it was my childhood friend Corey. When he saw me he was like, “well look who the cat drugged by.” I laughed and said, “well you haven’t changed a bit.” I got up and hugged him. My mom tapped me on the shoulder and said, “David let’s go put your things up. We can catch up some more after you have settled.” As I went to grab my things Corey offered to help me with them. So he followed me down to my old childhood bedroom and as soon as the door closed I was immediately fixed on him. He literally hadn’t aged a day, and he was just as beautiful from the last time I saw him. I could see his semi growing in his scrubs, but I had to resist the urge to pounce on him. As we were unpacking my things he quipped, “Man I have so many memories in this room. Especially all those times we used our dicks to pretend we were sword fighting.” I laughed and said, “yea I do remember that very fondly. So just out of curiosity, how did you get to become my parents hospice nurse?” He replied, “Well I had been working as a traveling nurse for a while, and when my mom got sick I came back and took care of her. After she passed, I decided to go into hospice care. I got assigned here because it’s obviously close to where I live, but your mom and dad were there for me when mom died. So naturally it was a good fit.” I missed a lot over the years and I knew I wanted to get looped in. So I asked him if he wanted to hangout the next day just to catch up, and he said yes enthusiastically. In fact I’m pretty sure he was wanting to catch up both literally and physically. I however wasn’t opposed to him catching up with me physically. If memory serves me correctly, his dick was uncut and thick. Not to mention he was definitely a shooter so I’m pretty my ass was going to get coated with cum, if we got that far. So I had that to look forward to the next day, and thank god I brought my supplies to prepare. First off I want to thank everyone for your kind words and support for this story. It’s definitely my first time writing something like this. I’ll definitely improve over time, but I wanted to tell a well rounded story. Things will get to become more interesting starting in the next part especially for David. Who doesn’t know he’s on the journey to joining the brotherhood.

Sliding my bare cock and shooting my load into a disembodied man cunt feels too damn good to refuse and pulling out is never an option. I don't even ask if a bottom wants me to wrap up, I just go in bare every time.

I was infected about 1976. That was 47 years ago.. I remember at first at I was taking 40 pills a day. Now I take only 2 pills. I have been undetectable for 7 or 8 years.. I remember back in the 70s. Wondering if I would make it to the year 2000. I'm still here and very happy to be healthy and alive.

"May I" Ev asked and without asking for permission, he buried his tongue in Will's generous foreskin and lapped up the precum. "Damn, you taste good! I just need some stuff from my pocket." Reaching over, he retrieved two items. First was his toothbrush in a ziploc bag. Second was a travel sized bottle of lube. "The toothbrush is self explanatory, to break a few blood vessels, giving your super strain fertile ground, and the lube is optional!" "You did give this thorough consideration!" Will said with a wicked grin. "Deliciously twisted indeed! If you can get fucked with only spit for lube, that's good with me. That's how I fucked Greg after my diagnosis!" Extracting his toothbrush from the plastic bag, Ev declared, "Spit for lube it is! Ooow!' He winced, roughly shoving it up his ass. Twirling it around his face grimaced. Removing it, he examined it. "Bloody enough!" He said, letting Will see it. Putting it back in the bag, he sealed it inside. "My souvenir." He explained. "Now, let me suck your magnificent cock and lube it with my spit!" To be continued