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Chapter 2 – My turn In Chapter 1, I tell about my buddy, Joe, and the first time he took my Dog Dildo past the knot. He took the large one, but I also have the XL size. After a break to rehydrate and smoke some more, Joe said he wanted to return the favor. It sounded good to me, so I got in the sling, and Joe helped get my feet into the stirrups. My jockstrap had been removed earlier, so all I was wearing was a metal cock ring. Joe started out with some rimming. Getting my ass eaten is a favorite of mine, and Joe is really good at it. Poppers let me really open up and enjoy the work that he was doing, so I indulged in those often. Joe snorted, too, which turned him into a pig rutting at my hole. Joe decided I needed more T, so he selected a nice shard and worked it into my hole with a lubed finger. A booty bump is second only to a slam for me, and the fact that it is all ass based is even more exciting. He fingered around my hole and licked my cock while waiting for the bump to take hold. Once he knew I was flying high, he grabbed the XL version of the Dog. He’s seen me take the large several times, but the XL has been a challenge that I have only met a few times. He asked if we could go for it, and I agreed. He lubed it up and worked it into my ass. With his rimming and the T floating through me, the initial insertion was easy. He got it in up the knot, but that knot is over 12” around, so it takes a lot of work to get it in. We both knew that taking it would be a challenge, but we could take all the time we needed to make it happen. Joe spent a good bit of time working over my hole with the Dog. He’d shake it, move it back and forth, and twist it around. Even though the knot wasn’t in me yet, the twisting still felt amazing. Joe also pulled it all the way out several times so that he could apply more lube and shove it back in my ass. Each time he pushed it back in, it went in a little bit more. Now, Joe pulled it out and put it aside. He lubed up his hands to get me ready to be fisted. This would open my ass enough for the knot to slide in. He was able to get all four fingers in me with ease. He played around with his fingers in my ass for a bit, then added his thumb and pushed his hand in. My ass accommodated him readily since it was well-lubed and open. He fisted me for a while but really wanted to get the Dog in all the way. Joe pulled out his hand, reapplied lube to the toy, then stuck it in my ass. He pushed in up to the knot. He worked it in and out for a bit, then told me that he would go for it. My ass felt ready. He lubed up the knot, I snorted some poppers, and he started to push. Like Joe, I lifted my right leg a little bit higher to make the entry path easier. When I did that, the knot passed through my hole, and the Dog was inserted deep in my ass. My brain was reeling with the sensations. Between the poppers, the T, and the hot stud shoving a huge dildo in my ass, I was in heaven. Joe knew I liked having a toy twisted around once it was inside me. Doing that with the Dog is amazing due to its design. The knot is flattened, so twisting it brings a different set of sensations as the thickest part moves over your prostate. My cock was leaking so much precum it looked like I had pissed myself. OK, maybe some of it was piss, too, since the dildo was pushing on my bladder too. I scooped some up and offered it to Joe. He licked my hands, and then I scraped some up for me. All the while, Joe was working the toy in my ass. He liked pulling it back so that the widest part stretched my hole open. Then, he’d twist that around so my hole got an amazing stretch. There would be a great gape at the end of this session. Joe took the dildo all the way out and stuck his lubed-up fist in me. He spread the lube around inside my ass. Then, he reapplied lube to the dildo and shoved it in all the way past the knot. Fuck, the feeling was intense. He held it in deep and suggested some poppers for me. After snorting, he started to really work my ass over. Twisting, turning, in and out, vibrating it, it all was done, and it all felt fantastic. Once Joe was done fucking my ass with the dildo, he pulled it out and worked his fist back in. Since my ass was opened up, he was able to get in deep. I reached back and felt that his arm was in most of the way to his elbow. With his hand inside me, Joe stroked my prostate and pushed past my second hole. He was also playing around with his other hand and would slide some fingers in next to his arm to really expand my hole. He fisted me until he called for a break. His arms had been working hard at my hole, first with the dildo and then with his fist. He pulled out of my ass, gave it a few strokes with his fingers, and helped me out of the sling. We staggered over to the bed and collapsed on it. Joe didn’t know my plans for the session, but I had a goal in mind. Seeing him take the knot was hot, but he was about to experience an even more expansive tool.

I found out about the Sunday School orgy on Sniffies and asked for an invite. It's held at the place where CumUnion is held and I know one of the guys who renovated the space through hooking up. I'd casually mentioned it to Will, this allegedly straight guy I've been hooking up with lately and he sounded curious. He'd never been to anything like that but has admitted to going to Paris and another adult book store near us when he's horny and looking. He's 25, oddly hot in a kind of dorky unconventional way, tall skinny, reddish blonde hair, pale skin, smooth, with a fairly big and thick uncut cock. He's only topped me but never bottomed or sucked me but he says he has been fucked when he's really into a guy and/or drunk/high. I told him I'd bring him to it Sunday but suggested we go in separate cars in case it isn't his scene and he wants to leave. I explained to him what goes on and what the crowd is like. He would have liked it a lot during the holiday break as there were a lot more college age guys back home for the break there, but it probably wouldn't be that many this time. He likes fucking guys anon and raw so it's totally his scene and he admitted as much. We always bareback and I get the sense even when he bottoms he takes loads raw even though he's not on Prep. He has a girlfriend and doesn't want her to know he's fucking guys for release and can't have her discover he's on Prep as that would raise uncomfortable questions. I tell him what time it starts and suggest we meet at the nearby Harry Hines Bazaar so we can go in together and I can show him around. I was thinking Will would bail, but he shows up and we head over. As we get out of the car he's cracking a couple jokes to lighten the mood and I can tell he's a bit nervous. We get inside, pay the cover, and head to the lockers to strip down. Most of the guys there are nude, but some wear underwear or jock straps. I was going to leave my underwear on but Will is going naked so I ditch them too. 87 guys had RSVP'ed for it and there's already about 40 people there and while some are checking out the scene many are already sucking and fucking. I take Will on a tour of everything and he's checking it and the guys out. As I'm finishing up the tour we run into Carlos, my hookup buddy who had a hand in starting up the place. I can see his eyes light up seeing Will and Will seems interested in him too and I introduce them. Carlos is very flirty, Italian and Mexican with a slightly chubby smooth body, sleeve tattoo and ink, 28, and a nice thick uncut dick. He likes to hang out at the events to make sure everyone's having a good time, but also to play. He's also verse and right away he's playing with Will's cock, telling him he hopes he has a good time and likes the place. Will mutters that its very cool and that he's never been to anything like it, which gets Carlos to smile saying he wants to make sure Will has a good time and asks him if he wants to fuck. Will quickly says yes and his cock is now rock hard. There's a fuck bench nearby and Carlos leads Will over too it and soon enough Will is balls deep in Carlos raw. I'm off nearby to give them their space but also want to see what goes down. It isn't long before a couple guys start watching Will drill Carlos and also start fingering Will's ass. One guy stroking his cock steps in behind Will and tries to enter his ass, but Will turns around and says something I can't hear and the guy moves to the side still stroking. An alternative looking Anglo guy with quite a bit of ink comes up to me and tells me he wants to fuck me and I agree, moving to a wall where I can still see Will fucking Carlos. Alternative dude has a nice sized cock and for me honestly, it's all about the quantity as these things, not the quality. I'll never see this guy again. But of course, looking around I see some guys I know from the gym and hooking up here and there. I can hear the guys by Will egging him on to cum and its clear he's shot his load in Carlos. Will leans down to say something to Carlos and pulls out of him and the next thing I know, Will is bending down over the fuck bench and Carlos is sticking his cock in Will's ass. Maybe he got turned on by the guy fingering his ass, but my hunch is he's really into Carlos and Carlos is the kind of guy he vibes with. As I'm watching this go down Alternative guy pumps his load inside me, a strong burst I can feel and it's clear he enjoyed fucking me. He asks me if I want to fuck him and I say I do and we switch places. I'm already rock hard seeing Will getting fucked by Carlos and can faintly hear him moaning as he takes his cock, but it's hard to hear much over the moaning from Alternative guy, who's enjoying the fuck and is telling me how hot my dick is and how bad he wants my load. His ass felt like he'd already taken a load and I didn't need any lube to enter him. I'm focusing on giving him what he wants and notice that a tall think blonde twink is now fucking Carlos, so there's no chance of Carlos pulling out of Will to cum, so Will is gonna take his load whether he wants it or not. I can hear Will begging for Carlos to cum in him and not long after Carlos's groan and it sends me over the edge and I bust my load inside Alternative guy who starts making his own cries that I not pull out and to stay inside him. With my load spent I slide out of him and tell him thanks and I can see that Carlos is still pumping inside of Will and the twink is still fucking him, so Carlos is intent on showing Will a good time as promised. The twink pulls out of Carlos and goes around for Will to suck him and the kid has a truly impressive cock. To my surprise Will starts sucking his cock, which he said he never does, so either he was bullshitting or trying something new. I'm standing watching transfixed by what I'm seeing and hoping another guy will come by I wanna play with so I don't miss the show. I move for a closer look and can hear Carlos shoot a second load in Will and I can see the blonde twink quickly move around to get in Will next. The twink is dripping an insane amount of precum and shoves his cock in Will as soon as Carlos pulls out, causing Will to start moaning loudly. Move of a crowd is watching this now and Carlos comes over to me smirking about how hot a fuck Will was. I tell him that Will is supposedly straight and has a girlfriend which gets a chuckle out of Carlos who adds "a lot of straight guys love getting cock up the ass and I'm guessing that's your Will." Something catches Carlos's eye and he moves on and as he does one of the guys watching Will moves over and starts stroking his cock. He's kind of an average looking Anglo guy, mid 20s, shaggy hair, light chest hair and has a nice sized uncut cock. We move over to the side and I start taking his cock, all while watching the blonde twink unload in Will while Will is begging for his cum. As the kid slows his strokes he slides out and he and Will swap places and now Will is drilling the blonde twink who's bent over the fuck bench. A beefier Anglo guy in his late 20s or early 30s moves into place behind Will and enters his ass and this time Will says and does nothing. The guy fucking me picks up his pace and asks me if I'm enjoying the show and admit I am. I can hear the beefy guy let out a loud groan and assume he shot his load in Will and not long after Will unloaded in the blonde twink. Will is proving to be more popular thank I expected and not in the way I expected as he's taken four loads now. The guy fucking me shoots his load in me, grunted a "that was hot" and he slid out, smacking me on the ass as he did. Will looks a little dazed and confused and heads my way asked where the bathroom was and the bottled water. I lead him there and asked if he's having fun and he admits it was way wilder than he expected and asks if I'm having a good time. I say I am and he heads to the bathroom and I go to get us bottled waters. Once he's back out we split up again and I decide its time for me to have some fun and not worry about Will so much. Clearly he's enjoying it and is getting what he was looking for. I head towards some of the booths and see the blonde twink who'd swapped loads with Will and approach him. He starts stroking my cock and we move into one of the booths and I'm balls deep in him in no time. I don't even have to use lube he has so much cum in his ass and on his balls and legs. I'm calling him a slut and clearly he likes that and is leaning into it. I start cursing at him in Spanish and calling him nasty names which he likes even more and he knows enough Spanish to make demands back at me. I'm guessing he's popular with other Latinos and gets plenty of Latino loads. There's no shortage of Latinos today either and he's going to get fucked to his heart's content. That gets me horny and sends me over the edge and I blast a load inside him. He thanks me and says he's spent or he'd fuck me too. It was hot knowing one of the loads he blew was in Will's ass. I wish I had my cell with as I'd like to swap digits with him, but that sort of thing is tricky. A lot of guys here just want anonymous sex and no strings and I get that. That's why I come. As we head out of the booth I can see Will up against the wall getting fucked by a guy I call Stoner Johnny as he's this big goofy guy in his mid-20s who's always stoned. He has an enormous cock, hot curvy smooth body and down for anything sexually. I hang out watching Johnny pound the shit out of Will and a few other guys are watching the show too. Johnny's mouth is always running and he's doing that as he pounds Will saying Will must love big cocks and take a lot of them and Will is leaning into everything Johnny is saying. A cute young Latino guy comes by and hits on me, fingering my ass and making it clear he wants to fuck me. And as much as I want to see Will take Johnny's load I'd rather get another load of mine and duck back into the booth with Latino boy who eagerly pumps two loads inside me and takes a load from me. When we're done I've lost all track of time and need a breather so I go back to the locker room grabbing a bottled water on the way and check my phone. I've been there a little over two hours and have done pretty good for myself. I clean up a bit and head back into the big group area as I like to see who I'm hooking up with and I can see Will leading a rougher white trash looking guy back towards the booths. It's kind of surprising me the kinds of guys Will is hooking up with as I wouldn't have pegged them as being his type and surprised also he's letting them rawdog him. But I guess we never really know guys. I'm there about another hour and play with two more guys, both of who fuck me. By then I'm spent and only looking to bottom and it seems like most of the guys are and the crowd keeps thinning but new people keep coming as well. A group of three guys in their early 20s shows up and its clear they haven't been here before and so I go over and say hi and ask them if it's their first time. It is and I offer to show them around. As I'm leading them around I catch a glimpse of Will getting fucked by a skinny younger white twink and so clearly he's still having fun. I'm kind of losing track of how many guys I've seen fucking him and I'm guessing there are others I haven't seen. As I'm taking them past the booths one of them pulls me and the others into it and soon we're all making out and stroking each other's cocks. One of the guys shoves his cock in me and I can see one of the others start fucking his bud. The guy fucking me says "it's OK if we fuck raw" and I say it is and I'm cool with him cumming inside me. They're all kind of average looks with nice dicks, not like I'd pass them up. The guy fucking me doesn't take long to cum and blasts a nice powerful load inside me. The other guy fucking his bud busts his load pretty soon and we swap around with me taking one of the other two. As he enters me he tells me it's hot that I take it raw and I joke "raw is law" which gets a laugh out of all of them. I take the load from the guy fucking me and we rotate again and I take the cock from the third guy and one of the three wants me to fuck him while I get fucked. I'm already feeling spent, but taking their cocks and loads I figure I can pump one more out and as I get fucked by the third guy I realize that's not problem as the other two are teasing the guy I'm fucking about taking dick from a stranger. I tease back that they're all probably gonna take loads from strangers and that silences them. The third guy finally pumps his load in me and in a beat or two I've blasted my load in the one guy who been loudly begging for me to cum inside him. His buddies are razzing him for being a slut and they thank me for showing them around. That was enough for me and decide to call it a day as I'd been fucked enough. I head back to the locker room and catch a glimpse of Will heading into the blackout room so clearly he hasn't had enough and is wanting to do things I wouldn't. I would have loved to gotten the numbers of a few guys to play again later, but that's what makes coming to things like this so hot, new guys. I'll be curious to hear what Will has to say about his time and while he claims he's straight he's not as straight as you think.

In my jock bro era 😈

Daddy kept me in that room for weeks, coming down multiple times a day to fill my cunt with his toxic seed. He would prick my finger and draw blood about once a week. I assumed he was testing to see if his dna had infected me yet. After six weeks he came down and turned the machine off. As I looked up at him he smiled back saying “ good news son, you’re pregnant” I was overjoyed at the news that daddy and I were bound together for life. “ now it’s time to mark you up son” he said “ back in the day I ran my own tattoo parlor, I’ve always loved tatting up a pregnant boy” Over the next few hours daddy gave me seven tattoos. A biohazard symbol around my hole and the head of my clit-I came twice getting that one- a lock symbol above my clit, a tramp stamp that said “ all loads welcome,” a pig on one of my ass cheeks and a fist on the other, and a tattoo above my pecs that said “ poz boy” “” you’re starting to look like a real pig now son, but we’re only getting started.” The next step in my transformation was piercings, lots of them. Daddy started with a septum ring, continuing with 2 nipple rings. He gave me a PA- I was disappointed I had to start with such a small one- and a series of piercings down my clit he called a Jacob’s ladder. “ you look so fucking piggy son, now I have a gift for you” he said guiding me outside to the shed. I was shocked when we walked inside and my boss was lying there fucking himself with a toilet brush. When he saw us he came running forward and got on his knees begging “ please Scott give me your toxic seed I need it so bad, please! I need that bug” I looked over at daddy curious and he shrugged “ don’t look at me, he was already like this, he found me on a poz dating site his first night here and came to my room begging” said daddy “ I’ve been saving him for you though, think of him as a pozing gift, your cock is still bloody enough where he should be guaranteed to get pregnant” My former boss looked up at me expectantly and I kicked him hard in the balls. When he keeled over I pushed him fully onto the ground and began rapeing his torn up hole with my bloody bug cock. After 2 minutes I came and realized happily that this was my new life. — thanks y’all so much for the positive feedback, I think this is where I’m going to end the story for a while at least

I suspect that it is common for people that are deeply steeped in religion to try to suppress their gay urges, and hate themselves after they give into and act on their biological urges. It isn't just gays that develop all sorts of inhibitions and restrictions on sex that come from religious indoctrination, straight people tend to do the same.

I was still in bed at 6:30 am this morning when I got a message from my local 24yo FB - "morning fun? Cum over." His brother/housemate must be away 🙂 He lives only 10 minutes away, so I did a quick check to see my ass was good to go (fortunately yes) and drove over. His apartment front door was open, so I walked in and headed to his bedroom. He was naked on the bed, with his huge dick ready. I stripped off and got to work on it. A few minutes later he was banging me as hard as he could, first missionary, then doggy-style, then I ended flat on my stomach while he went to town, pounding mercilessly and as deep as possible. His cock is always hard (never seen it soft lol) but this was extreme - like a piece of wood. He unloaded for quite a long time - I can always feel his cock pumping the cum into me. He pulled out then slid back in and fucked me a bit more. We chatted a few minutes while I got dressed and he headed to the shower to get ready for work. He's a fierce dominant fucker, but in 'real life' a sweet shy kid. I drove home with a sticky wet ass, my whole body covered in his beautiful scent of musky just-woke-up boy. I had two happy thoughts for the morning: 1) top guys who are roughly half my age always seem to be a good fit 😜 2) morning hardons are awesome 🍆

Pt.5 With my hands braced on the boy’s back, I watched fascinated as my cock slid in and out of him, all controlled by Mike from behind. The white cream of cum being churned up was now coating my cock, and starting to trickle down my balls. I wondered whose cum it was… maybe Mike’s?! I imagined them fucking early in the morning at the workshop, or out on the road behind the truck somewhere. This apprentice might be getting some unusual training! Although Mike was still silent, the boy was now moaning happily, and saying, “oh, yes” repeatedly. My mind wandered for a moment in this strange, dream-like state Mike had somehow made for me—I thought how lucky it was that I had douched thoroughly last night to have a play with my big dildo. It felt like I must still be clean inside, and also, it had probably helped me to take Mike’s dick so easily. Like I said before, I often don’t get very hard when I’m being fucked, and I’m not a great top because I cum too quickly. Although people tell me I have a fine cock. Maybe I should practice more. In a change of rhythm, Mike pulled my cock all the way out of the boy and plunged it straight back in again, but now not moving his own cock. He was planted far into me, and I could feel his strong body and hi-vis shirt pressed against my naked back. He was now feeling a bit hot, maybe starting to sweat under the shirt. The boy cried out happily, a sound of sheer pleasure taken to a new level. Mike did this a couple of times, each time pulling it right out, my cock covered in creamy cum juices, or whatever it was inside the boy, then ramming it back—he somehow managed to aim my cock confidently right back into the loose, unresisting hole each time, just using his hands guiding my hips. On the third of these strokes, as I was pulled out of him, the apprentice, with his cute, deep, young voice, said, “Fuck me, daddies!”. My mind had been in a different space, not really thinking about cumming—but suddenly, I felt that my balls were about to explode. I yelled, “Fuuuuuck!” And Mike, realising what was about to happen, held my hips forward and my cock deep in the hole. My cock unleashed its usual flood of cum into the boy’s ass. I cum a lot… it always surprises anyone giving me a blow-job. I guess the boy could feel it pumping as his back tensed up a bit under my hands, and he let out a combination of a long moan and sigh.

Im a total bottom and I went to a gay party last Sunday. It was held in a guys basement. It was fabulous, there were 10 other gays there and I think that I got fucked by 8 of the gays. Naturally, no one wore a condom so my ass hole got flooded with hot cum. I was in fuck heaven.

It’s very difficult to have been raised in a household with strong beliefs of a certain sort and then find that your nature - and your reason - are incompatible with those beliefs. It becomes a source of acute psychological distress until the person either dismisses the incompatible beliefs, or finds a way to reconcile the beliefs with his nature and reason. For many years I was like your friend, to the extreme that I honestly - true story - believed God would strike me with lightning or something if I had sex. I was astonished when, the day I lost my virginity, He did not. Ultimately, my internal war became so terrible that something had to be done. I made a decision then, that God was not irrational; God had made me with a need for sex; it would be irrational to punish me for satisfying a need he put in me; therefore, it was not against His will. Furthermore, Christ, who is the ultimate authority on Christianity after all, said absolutely nothing - zero - about homosexuality. Therefore anyone who suggests that Christ disapproves is offering a secondhand assumption. Christ was mainly into loving, forgiving, and not judging. Your friend has two things to contend with: His inner battle with his conscience, and his fear about how others will view him. Even if he resolves a fear that God will judge him, a fear that man will judge him may prevent him from living freely. It is actually the judgment of man that constrains us; God, as far as I can tell, does not strike people with lightning.

In high school, I was a less popular jock. I played baseball and soccer so I was pretty involved in sports year around. By the time I graduated and was 18, I still hadn’t grown out of my slight chubbiness but all my friends would comment on how fat my ass was. I’ve known I was gay for as long as I can remember, but it wasn’t until my freshman year that I caught the attention of one of the varsity football players. I had gone to a party and had few drinks. I somehow ended up outside when there was a group of football guys smoking some pot. My friend being much more bold than me, she asked if we could join. We ended up fitting right in the group and spent quite a bit of time with them that night. I could not keep my eyes off one of them. I had seen porn where black guys dominate white guys and although the thought was intimidating and scared me - it also drew my attention and turned me on soo much. I was 5’9” and this man was at least 6’3” with very muscular arms and just enough extra weight to still be fit but big. As the party ended, my friend and I went home without much more to the story… The following week I was walking home from soccer practice when a car pulled up next to me. The driver rolled down the window and shouted asking if I wanted a ride home. When I turned to see the person, it was him - the guy from the party. I was tired exhausted from conditioning and even though I lived close to campus, I was mesmerized and definitely tempted. When I got in, we introduced ourselves and he told me his name was Mikel. He was sitting with his legs so spread and his shorts were slide really high up on his slim muscular legs. He definitely caught my eyes when I noticed his legs and he smiled. We made small talk to my house and he asked if I had plans for the evening. I explained my parents were out of town and since my older sister was in out of state, I was alone tonight. He brought out this electric cigarette thing asked if I wanted a hit. I wasn’t sure what it was so I asked, he told me it was his weed vape pen. We smoked a lot on the way to my house. He kept saying he was good but wanted me to take another hit and I just accepted it. He said he had some flower too and said he just didn’t have somewhere to smoke it since the smell lingered longer and his family wasn’t okay with it at home. In my stoned state I invited him into my house and offered to him to smoke in the backyard. We finally arrived and he opened his glove box and grabbed small box and under the box there was a sandwich bag with a few pills in it. I asked what the were and he explained it just molly, he shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the pills and we jumped out to go inside my house. We went to the back yard and as he rolled us a blunt he talked about how his dad is always home so he can never really hang out there not being able to smoke. Before I knew it, he tapped both hands on the table motioning he had finished rolling. There was smaller joint and blunt. He told me he used some of his really high quality weed to roll me a joint. He took off his shirt and leaned back revealing his muscular chest, his slightly chubby belly, and his muscular legs caught my attention with his shorts slide up revealing the border of his underwear. He smiled and explains how his girlfriend was out of town and he couldn’t even go to her house to get away from home. He joked laughing saying how he was soo horny and his girl has been gone for over a week and won’t be back until the following weekend. He smiled at me which made me blush. He looked proud and like he could rule the world. I had to adjust in my seat and flush my shirt to hide my growing boner. You see, I consider myself pretty small. It’s easy to conceal awkward boners because even erect I’m only about 3 inches. When I was soft, you could barely tell if I even had a penis. There was a moment of silence between us and he said we should smoke. We did smoke and I could barely finish the whole joint he gave me. With his encouragement and telling me he didn’t want it wasted - I finished the whole thing. As we both had finished our rolls and dropped them into the ashtray - he said “damn, I’m so horny. You know, there used to be faggot who would blow me and my friends? He always gave the best blowjobs.” I was in shock and when I looked up, he was staring into my eyes. I’ve smoked pot since high school and I had never felt so stoned before. I was warm, my body was tingling, and I felt this hot desire within myself that was more prominent than ever before. His stare stopped me in my tracks and I couldn’t help but just slightly and awkwardly smiled at him. He smiled back and stood up leaning over me and close to my ear. He sternly and quietly asked, “you wanna be my faggot while my girls gone, don’t you white boy?” I just looked up and smiled, I was speechless but visibly happy. I suddenly noticed his musky masculine scent and my smile grew bigger. He grabbed his crotch as he stood up tall and announce he wanted to take a shower. I stood up and we walked into my house and I showed him the bathroom. I brought him to my parents room since the shower was nicer. I showed him the shower and walked out to get him a towel. I just opened the door there he stood getting into the shower already nude. He looked over and smiled at me, “you’ll love what you see - get in with me faggot.” I blushed and shut the bathroom door accepting his invite. He watched me closely as I got nude and when I stepped in that’s when he noticed my hard boner. He was already soaping his body so when he reached and stroked my penis, it felt soft and lubed. He laughed and pulled me closer, “Man, you’re so small - you’ll be a sissy before you know it faggot. I already knew you’d be a faggot but with a dick this small, you’ll be something more and in my opinion better. Not to mention, it looks like you’re gonna be naturally hairless.” He let go my penis and pulled me close to his body and he began to kiss me deeply, i gave in right there. He reached around and I felt his hands slide down my body to my ass. He told me he loved my ass and admitted to checking it out often. I rapidly began to feel his growing cock. He was at least 9 inches and thick full mast, when I reached down and grabbed him - I couldn’t get my hand even to fit around it. He began to play with my ass more forcefully, really gripping hard and was pulling my cheeks apart. In doing so, I felt my hole even stretch and I was getting so horny. He grabbed me in the shoulder suddenly and pushed me to the wall. I was leaning into the wall and he kicked my feet apart wider and dropped to his knees. I was so surprised when I felt him start rimming me. He wasn’t just rimming, he was really eating me out and pushing his tongue as far in as he could. I was so horny and in my unusually high state and excitement, I felt my hole relax and his tongue pushed into me. I reached down and towards my cock and he stopped and said, “nah faggot. Imma have to take care of that.” He opened the shower door and after a few seconds of shuffling in his clothing, he suddenly closed the door and pushed me back against the wall. I felt him again at my hole but just for a moment. “Listen faggot,” he said. “I wanted you to realize something. You’re not a man, you’re not even a boy. You were a faggot but tonight, I want you to be my sissy. You’re gonna worship me, you’re gonna put your sisters clothes on - you’ll want it trust me.” I moaned in response as I felt him slide a finger inside me. He was prompt in finding my prostate and I couldn’t help but just to bend over more and relax my hole. I couldn’t help it, I was higher than I had ever been and could barely concentrate. I’ve watched bbc porn and even love to watch blacked straight born. I relaxed further as I felt another finger slide into my bow, “that’s right sissy, just relax and give me your pussy. I know all about the type of porn you whites watch, I know what you need. But remember, tonight no touching yourself - you don’t have a dick, okay?” I just moaned and brought my hands behind my back. “Hmmm that’s right sissy? You wanna be blacked? You’ll never be the same. You’ll never be satisfied again bottoming. You’ll always crave something deeper, something bigger. Tell me you want it.” “I want it Sir,” I groaned. At that, I felt his fingers pull out and back in a moment later. I could have swore I felt something else, but I quickly noticed this burning sensation at my hole. It hurt and I jumped up. He quickly stood towering me as I reached back to touch my still burning hole. He sternly pushed me again the wall and said just wait for it baby. He grabbed my arms and pulled the around me and reached both his hands down to my ass. The burning was fading it but I still very warm as I began to feel increasingly horny but hornydeeper within myself in an entirely new way. I looked up into his eyes and deeply kissed him. He pulled away, “now sissy, I’m going back in that pussy, but I’ll just play and start gentle.” He began to probe me and I’ve never felt better. He was stretching my hole wider and wide when suddenly I felt him stop and our kiss ended. “Who is my good girl now, sissy?” I moaned and proclaimed, “I am Sir, I wanna be your girl.” We finished the shower and dried off. I was beyond horny at this point and I as I dried off, I noticed I wasn’t hard. He saw my lacking of my soft penis. “Yo man, that’s the smallest I’ve ever seen, you can’t even tell you have a dick!” I felt embarrassed and flustered, “I’m just soft dude.” He stopped and made eye contact, “you’re soft because you’re a sissy. You’ve got a pussy, can’t you feel it sissy?” I blushed even more and knowing my pale skin, he could obviously tell. I suddenly became hyper aware of two things. The first was, this horniness within my hole that I had never felt before. I couldn’t help but reach back to my hole and finger myself as I became aware of his huge, rock hard member. His body was so muscular, he stood so tall, he had such a way of carrying himself just standing there - towering over me. “That’s right sissy, you’ve got such a nice muscular ass and you’re even sexier now that I know you don’t even have enough pubic hair or body hair to proclaim any sort of masculinity,” Mikel said stepping closer. Embracing me, he said softly in my ear, “now I’ve got something else I wanna give you. When I’ve given to white boys like you, they always find themselves with me. You’re gonna love the feelings you have and as I penetrate you deep enough to play in your special sissy spot. I want you shaking tonight and I have plans for you this weekend.” He reached down and promptly fingered me with his much larger than mine. I turned and moaned “please” as we kissed deep and felt his tongue push deep in my throat. He was aggressively kissing and fingering me, I felt his other hand against my hole now too. I felt another burn, but it didn’t hurt - it felt very very good. He told me to squeeze my hole as tight as possible and I could only moan as he pulled out of me. He spanked my ass and said, “hears what’s gonna happen, I want you to go into your sisters room and find something sexy to wear. I’ll be here in your parents bed waiting for you, there’s punishment if you wait too long.” I rushed to my sisters room and because I’ve dressed in her clothing before, I was so excited that I dressed in an hypnotic like state. I didn’t even hesitate as I pushed open the door to my parents room, and saw him there with his big erect cock towering high with his hand slowly moving up and down jacking ever so slowly. I smiled and stepped in and revealed myself were my sisters thigh high socks, her pink thong which completely covered my balls and my soft penis shriveled inside of me. He want me turn around and show his ass as I bent slightly forward to show my ass I felt the thong at my hole and yet a new sensation laid into me bringing forth further horniness. “What are you tonight?” “You’re sissy Sir.” “That’s right, and what do you want to do tonight sissy?” “I wanna be your good girl Sir, I wanna be a girl,” I moaned. I couldn’t believe what I had just announced. “Now stay leaning again the wall there sissy,” he ordered me. He shuffled and I felt him stand behind me rubbing my ass. He had lUbe now and I felt his fingers quickly find their way into me starting with two. I arched my back and whispered in my ear, “I wanna see you sissygasm, then you’ll always bd a girl. Now imma take you a step further, I wanna see you turn. You’ll never even wanna masturbate the same faggot. Now don’t move this time and I promise you’ll feel better.” His other hand came to my hole and the burn became nearly unbearable as the fingers entered. He held me tight and close and pushed his fingers deeper and the burning only continued worsen. He pulled his fingers out and stood tall and I felt something large being at my hole. The pressure worsened and the burning returned, he moaned into my ear “you can give it to me, or I can take it girl. Trust me, you’ll like it more if you give it. Just breathe deep and kiss me sissy.” I’d never felt so horny and I could only attempt to loosen my ass wide enough to let him in. “Please,” I moaned slowly and loudly. The pressure stopped and there was coolness at my hole. he told me, “you’re gonna open for me sissy, aren’t you? You’re something special - you’ve got the nicest ass I’ve laid and you don’t even have something that you grab if you wanted to jerk off right now. I feel how much you want it, you must have some toys you’ve been practicing with. Why don’t you get them for me?” He spanked me once more. I look at him embarrassed and walked towards my moms closet. My mom must have liked huge cocks too, she had a big dildo - not as thick as Mikel’s cock but much bigger than average. As I walked back towards Mikel just feeling so happy - he pointed out the size and color of the large toy. It was black. As I laid on my stomach he ordered me to arch my back and show off my pussy. As he fingered me, he made a confession “I love gettin you newbie white fags fucked up and showin you the power of your pussy. After today only bbc will scratch that itch. I only buy these drugs for moments like tonight - showing small dick fags they want to be a sissy.” He started to finger me again and I did my best to relax my hole. He commented how loose I’ve become and how good my pussy is gonna feel stretched on his cock. He announced, “I think you’re gonna be a total bottom, a total size queen, and you’re gonna guys fist you huh?” With that he pulled out and I felt more coolness around my hole. I felt something sharp and that strong painful burn again. I was so lost in his degradation and his touch I simply moaned and arched my ass up more. I felt the familiar pressure from the toy now and as it pushed inside me, I couldn’t believe how good it felt. The burning quickly turned into an intense desire to be fucked. “Loosen that pussy and I’ll fuck you. And you know what, I know someone would LOVE to meet you. He loves turning white boys into snow bunnies - you’ll love him.” The dildo went deep and he speed fucked me hard causing my legs to start uncontrollably shaking. “Yeah sissy, wait till that molly kicks in as it’s cock making you sissygasm.” I could only moan already in ecstasy. “Now girl, I want you to take over. I’ve gotta meet my friend but I’ll be back with a surprise in less than 20 minutes. While I’m gone, I want you watch this video - really watch it and learn.” The video began, it was hypnotic beat with lots of white guys bottoming to bbc. It was really hot. There was a soothing, masculine voice talking about how small dicks need to be caged and boys pussies need to be toyed. It brushed over all my deepest fantasies before I knew it, I felt a hand on my ass and a deep voice “you must be the sissy Mikel talked about huh faggot?” “Mikel told me I would like you but I never imagined this. You must’ve just turned 18, and it looks like you played sports all through high school, huh?” “Yes I did…” I moaned as he grabbed the toy I had been fucking myself with and took over the rhythm. “And you probably never felt like you fit in, Mikel says you even have the smallest cock he has ever seen on a sissy. I wanna see, turn around and take these panties off.” I did as I was told and revealed that my ball sac had shrivel up so close to my body, you hardly tell slight bump was testicles. My penis had become an inward divet and when he pushed his fingers to my penis, he literally could finger me. I couldn’t help but moan at this. “Ohhh we are gonna have fun faggot. You snow bunnies are always the same and I love showing you the path.” He rolled me back onto my stomach and got on the bed behind me. After some shuffling I could feel his warmth close to my back and he said, “now this is gonna burn, maybe a lot - but I promise you’re going to love this baby girl.” Before I could respond, I felt something pushing into me and the burning pain returned to its full severe force. I lost my breath when I felt what I assumed was his cock pushing into me - it was wider than the dildo for sure and it never stopped pushing. I felt some resistance finally but he quickly slid deeper, “that’s right sissy, you’re doing great.” He started kissing my neck as I felt his pelvis push again my ass going all the way. I felt my leg start to shake and I lost control just moaned and he said, “that’s an orgasm sissy, the only way you’ll ever be able to cum once we lock your pathetic dick away. You’ll never Jack off again, you’ll never want to.” I had flashes of the video I had just watched and gave into him. He felt me relax more and he began to pull out of me, when he popped out - he returned full force all the way. He slowly fucked me this way for what seemed forever - I had never stopped shaking I think. “Hey faggot, umm nut in you and I want to see your face as I do. We moved around and I was now in missionary looking straight at this man. He was much older than Mikel, he could have been my fathers age. He wasn’t fit muscular, he was rather large - his cock was massive. It wasn’t the thickness of Mikels but it was obviously much longer. As I stared at it, he said “yup sissy, that’s what you were able to take and right now you’re gonna take it again.” He lifted my legs and my legs were over his shoulders as he folded me in half. “This is always my favorite part sissy.” He entered me and began his advance inside. He paused briefly at what seemed the deepest he could go and he leaned into my ear, “this is what makes the difference between a faggot and a sissy.” I could only embrace him as he began to kiss me forcefully and pushed past that deeper, internal barrier causing my legs to start shaking again. He pound that barrier until he nut past it. Upon completion he began to finger the hole my penis retreated into and quickly found that I had actually cum from the rough fuck. We heard a knock and on walked Mikel as the older man got off the bed. “Damn Mikel, did you find the cage?” “Yes I did, and it’s even smaller than I imagined - it’ll fit him perfect don’t you think?” Mikel approached and I felt him grab my package, it felt as though he was putting a cock ring on me but then I felt pressure over my inward penis. When I looked down, I smiled and Mikel announced, “sissy boys always decide they like this.” Now caged and locked, Mikel stood next to his friend. “This is how this works faggot, we want you as our sissy. You’ll keep up the sexual favors, deepen our fantasy and stretch your hole. We wanna see you become a girl, we’ve done this before but not with someone so young and nearly as sexy you are. We are going to help you. This cage here, never comes off. You’ll never use it again for pleasure and you’re going to find different ways to masturbaye. Now go into your sisters room, find a crop top, a skimpy skirt, some cute shoes and a wig. I have another friend that wants to meet you.” As I went back into my parents room, now completely feminine I just stood as Mikel and the old man just smiled at me. I took that as approval and stepped towards them, Mikel reached out and embraced me pulled my ass towards him. I felt the skirt lift and he said, “you look perfect girl.” The older man reached down to my ass too and felt his fingers slide in - “you actually could pass as a bitch. Now let’s go pay him a visit.” It wasn’t until I was in the old man’s car for 20 minutes that I realized what had happen. I let this jock just completely shatter my masculinity and this older man, although sexy as fuck, fuck my ass like I was his girlfriend. We came to a stop on a dark city block and both Mikel and Jordan (the old black bear hunk) turned back towards me. “How’s that chastity cage feeling around that lacking penis feel faggot?” Jordan asked. “It feels… comfortable? It feels right, Sir.” “That’s a good girl faggot. Here’s what’s up, this is our drug dealers house - we pay him in sissies and he gives us not only drugs for us but to find more sissies. You wanna help us right? Black New World Order right snowbunny?” I couldn’t immediately respond, he was right - I wanted more white guys to experience this. I’ve dreamed of this since I saw my first porno with a white guy getting fucked by big black men. “I do want to help turn more white sissies. I’ll do what I need to help you guys do that.” “Good then,” Jordan responded “get out the car I’ve got something for you. As we got out I noticed a needless syringe in Jordan hand. He asked me bend over the car and as I did I felt his fingers enter me for a brief moment, then I felt the hard plastic of the syringe. From across the car Mikel looked at me sternly and said, “you’re so broken sissy, that’s a mixture of a double dose or molly and wayyy more meth than I’ve given you all night. Jamal is gonna make you love him and we are gonna love having you in the future as our escape from the girlfriends. I moaned in overwhelming pleasure as I felt the warm contents push inside me. As Jordan pulled out, I squeezed as to loose and fluid and he promptly had a cool hard and wide object against my hole. “This plug will keep everything in and help you adjust to Jamal’s size - he’s gonna fuck you so deep, you’ll feel it in your weak white sissy brain.” The plug was big, probably as wide as I remember Mikel being. As it settled in, I turned and kissed Jordan. “Thank you guys, I’ve been dreaming of being a girl and I’ve never been happier - I get to he two big black guys girl? Now they’re introducing me to their friend and I’m dressed like this - you guys really make me comfortable.” They both laughed and began walking towards the entrance of the building. Jamal was average height, just a few inches taller than me. He smiled and said to his 2 friends, “oh she’s beautiful, I’m in love already.” I simply blushed as Jamal took me by the arm and lead me into a bedroom. That night, he took me beyond any pleasure I could have imagined. I don’t remember much but what I do remember, is the sure ecstasy I felt being his girlfriend for the night. When we were done, he told me to leave and to find Mikel and Jordan. I remember them bringing me home that morning, it was already really sunny out and I noticed it was already 11 am. When we arrived at my house, my freakishly big neighbor - who went to college with my dad and hung out with us often was outside. I didn’t even think about the fact that I was still in a wig and my sisters clothing. We got inside and Jordan told me to swallow a pill to help me sleep. Mikel took my phone and a hypnotic voice started to play. “This hypno will help you process last night and make you very happy and to desire to be a girl for more men,” Mikel said. “Don’t sleep until it’s over.” I remember falling asleep with the buttplug still inside me and the hypnotic voice still playing. I slept in the family room couch still in my wig, skirt and skimpy crop top. My long thigh high socks were still all the way up, I’m sure from behind I would never passed as a man. As I become more awake I felt pressure at my pussy. I moaned and adjusted and the pressure lessened then after a moment started again. My plug was fucking me? I heard a voice, “only cum from anal, stay caged - be a good faggot for alpha men.” The hypno was still playing but was no longer the sissy and transformational hypno as Mikel started. The pressure continued until a deep moan from me broke me from my trance and I woke up. As I opened my eyes and turned my head, I felt sure horro as my dads college buddy, my neighbor - who was a giant not just in height but large bodied as well. Was on his knees looking right at me right next me. I scrambled and bright my knees to my chest pulling away and cowering into the corner of the couch. “Hey Josh, I never would have guessed you to be a faggot let alone a cross dresser.” I blushed and I said, “please Mr Tre, im not sure what’s going on…” Mr Tre just smiled and very calmly said, “I think I know, you’re confused boy. I saw the friends you were dropped off with - they practically carried you inside. I thought it was your sister they were dropping off but when I went to water your plants for your father, I saw you through the window.” I felt embarrassed and just wanted to cry. “It’s okay Joshy, you’re young and want to experiment - I’ve fucked a few faggot even in my time in college. It’s not cheating on my wife I always said, especially since I don’t sleep with other women,” he said with a big smile. I felt better him saying that until he looked down and noticed my skimpy skirt had slid up revealing my caged penis. His smile grew and he continued, “now that makes me happy to see Joshy, who has your fuckin keys?” I froze and stared into his eyes. He got closer and sternly said to me, “I bet those black guys put you up to this - they got you to try it and left you locked. You’ll soon love it.” I could only say back, “yes they took the keys..” Mr Tre stood and I could obviously see he was very big under his belt, “I don’t fuck other women, but I could use a fag boy. My wife leaves in a few hours to see her friends. Why don’t I come back later and pay you a visit Joshy? I’ll show you something new you’ll love.” “Okay Mr Tre, I’ll be ready.” After Mr Tre left, I walked up stairs. I passed my parents room and figured since this all started there - I should make sure it’s cleaned up. I was adjusting the blankets when I notice a baggie, it was full of this white powder and rocks - it was whatever I had seen them fingering me with at Jamal’s. My heart raced and seeing the room put back together I rushed to my room. I undressed and showered, I even tried douching like Mikel showed me the day before. I was horny again and I noticed my cage, my penis was trying to grow outwards but it was confined inside me, under my cage which pushed my not existent penis inside of me. I began to feel around my hole, reminiscing on last night feeling a desire to be a girl again. I out my headphones on began to look for porn, I immediately opened ky safari to see the hypno Mikel played for me - “become a good girl for the BNWO.” I hit play and became lost in the video. It told me find my lUbe and toys and to follow along. I got my moms large black dildo and thought about the powdery dry lUbe they used on me last night. I poured lUbe on my toy and then the dry lUbe on the top remembering the burn it gave me and regretting that I had spilt more than I wanted onto the toy. I followed the videos instructions and got to my knees straddling the big toy. As I went down on it, I felt scratching and the burning begin. I pulled out and the video almost immediately said, “now go back in, this time deeper.” As I reentered I slide as far as I could only to feel more burning but this time deeper. I continued to ride the toy getting lost into trance when I heard my bedroom door open - standing there was my neighbor in a tank top and shorts. He had to duck his head to enter my room - with a huge smile. “Maybe you are meant to be a little sissy slut but right now, you’re gonna be my boy. Okay, boy?” “Yes Sir” I moaned still riding the dildo slowly. “Listen fag boy, you’re gonna call me daddy from now on and I’m gonna show you how to open up to a real man.” “Yes daddy” “Keep riding that toy while you get me hard.” On my knees I had to stand tall and off the toy just to reach his crotch. I moaned as the toy slipped out and he looked down next to me, “is that meth faggot in that bag? Is that what you’ve been doing!?” I looked him and told him it was dry warming lUbe that my friends left here. “You’re one stupid faggot boy. They caged you, made you crossdress, and got you spun? Looks like you’re gonna spinning tonight too.” He reached down and lifted me to toss me on the bed. He grabbed the bag and sat at the head of my bed. He brought his legs up now sitting up against the headboard with his shorts and underwear off. His member was growing now and he smiled that I noticed. “Come give daddy head and give me that ass, I wanna make you feel good.” I went to his side and bent down to swallow his meet. I heard him shuffle in the small baggie and then felt his hands on my freshly toyed hole. I moaned as I felt pressure and the familiar burn - “this drug I’ve seen turn masculine jocks into cockworshipping brainless faggots - I guess if you wanna embrace the bnwo too that works but wait until I show you something that’ll changed your world.” He pushed more i fingers inside me and I could only moan as he grabbed my head forcing his cock into my throat. He wasn’t nearly as big as Jamal but would definitely fit in with the groups sizes. I felt more and intense burning from his fingers when told me to get up and flat. He stood and got on to of me, straddling me with me on my stomach. He started fingering me again and the intensity of burning picked up again, “damn I’m not sure how much I should be fingering into you, guess we will see if I put too much. Let’s get some hypno going in you ears again boy.” “Yes daddy” I replied as I reached for my phone and headphones. He instructed me which to play and I started it. He continued to finger me with his two fingers as the video started. Following the instructions I moaned, relaxed, arched my back and said “please take my hole Daddy.” Mr Tre feeling the boys relaxation began to push deeper adding a third and forth finger. He grabbed the baggie and took out the largest rock he had been saving for this, “this fag is gonna break tonight, damn my buddy’s son is gonna ride my fist tonight” he thought to himself. He lubed the boys toy and put the rock at his entrance, slowing pushing deep with the toy. The boy wiggled under his weight only to arch more and allow passage into his second hole - his fag hole Mr Tre thought. As the video slowed down, flashing words displayed on the screen. Give it up. Be a good fag. Let him in. Let him change you. Let him fist you. I moaned and felt increasing pressure from Mr Tre, he was gonna fist me. I did my best to arch more and I felt him stretch me - I felt like I was going to tear open when he stopped, the video ended, and pulled out. “So boy, what you think?” I was flushed, I wanted more - I wanted him inside me. “You gonna be a faggot for me or do you still wanna be a girl?” “Daddy… I really enjoyed being those guys girl…” “that’s okay Joshy, I know. I’ve seen it in you since I met, you were born a girl. You wanna keep playing with daddy tho? I don’t fuck girls but I know a thing or two.” “I want to keep playing but daddy… will you fist me?” “Boy, you’ll never be satisfied and with that cage on - you’ll forever be craving more now. You sure iou want daddy to ruin your pussy girl?” I could help but gasp and just look at daddy. He was huge, a true alpha man. My pussy throbbed for something more and my instincts took over as I rolled back over presenting my pussu to daddy. “That’s what i thought girl, nothing is going to stretch you again like this - your pussy is ruined.” I heard the baggie and he announced, “hey is this molly?” I only moaned because I promptly felt him pushing into me. 2 fingers quickly became 4 and he started using both hands. Soon he was pulling my ass apart and pushing deep. I was lost in the feelings as I felt one hand leave and a wider hand return. “Alright girl, ready to give daddy that pussy?” “Yes daddy,” I moaned. When his whole hand slipped in I couldn’t help but nearly scream. He held me down and with his hand still inside, he laid on top of me. “That’s such a good faggot, you really are meant to be someone’s girlfriend. Imma help you, next week from my clinic I’ll start bringing you some hormones, soon you’ll grow some nice little titties and give you that sexy girl shape to your hips.” I could only moan as he moved around his hand inside me. I was in a trance now, feeling the overwhelming pleasure and increasing pressure within myself. “Yes daddy, please make me more girly” I screamed and he began to push deeper. “Fuck yeah Joshy, you’re so sexy.” Mr Tre moaned in my ear. “Athletic jock boy turned into fisted girly sissy - who knew. You’re gonna make your black friends very happy huh girl? You don’t even want you keys back, you wanna be locked forever??” “Yes daddyyyy…” “I’ll tell you what, I can castrate you, my clinic will do it and I’ll pay for it. But you have to promise to me you’ll let me in this ass and often.” “Please daddy, make your girl.” At that moment I felt a deep horniness and Mr Tre’s hand slipped deeper inside me. “See baby girl, my hand just entered your inner hole - I knew you’d give it up. You’re meant to be a sissy girl, imma dress you up and buy you toys. You wanna be my girlfriend? You’re way sexier now that I own your pussy. I might just leave my wife for your sexy ass…”

Well, it was inevitable. I’m pretty new to this side of me. I have been visiting a young man for a few months and it was great. Early on I knew and felt this was special. He even said so himself. Yeah I was in love, still am. He Said he was too and it was going great then it happened. Things started getting distant, shorter texts, too busy to talk, couldn’t meet, yada yada. We weren’t seeing anyone else and honestly if he was or wanted to, I wouldn’t have cared. I truly just wanted to please him and for him to be happy, but I want to still be in his life. We both had to be discreet. I’ve not felt this way since high school. I’ve not felt this way about any of the women I fucked that I ran off or ran off on me, or any previous men I’ve been with. He was the first person to fuck me and it was amazing experience. I treated him like a god. i know it’s stupid but I cried my eyes out all day for two days. I didn’t get shit done at work. I thought I’d be tougher than this but I’m weak and miss his dick in my mouth and ass but most of all I just loved holding him and kissing him worshiping him thanks for letting me vent.

On all fours, ass up in a jock or thong and ass full up cum.

I can understand why religion is so popular given how much easier it is to believe than it is to think as that requires too much time and effort as opposed to having ones morals be spoonfed to them on a plate, but cant understand how anybody that is gay would willingly choose to follow the teachings of an ideology of hate that preaches victimizing minorities and even killing them for their lifestyle. Its in the scripture, and the real danger in all of this is that it is all interpretative, and so who is the actual authority on the scriptures? This is where religion ends up becoming dangerous especially when fused with politics because it then drives people to vote in favor of laws that persecute minorities, or even commit murder in the name of their religion because of what they have been conditioned to believe about the afterlife. All of this based an an absurd transparent raft of lies that the creator of the universe came down to a desert on planet earth to lay down laws about sodomy, shellfish and pork. And when you look at whats out there it just isnt in proportion. The whole premise of original sin, that we are born with something wrong with us and the only way to fix it is to run to this god and beg his forgiveness, is sick and twisted and is child abuse, and dont get me started on the genital mutilation. Hacking off a childs foreskin is a bizarre social norm now in thanks to these death cults. Perhaps you can introduce this fellow to some worthwhile literature by the likes of Carl Sagan, Sam Harris, Christopher Hitchens, Richard Dawkins, etc. Even the Marquis de Sade, despite his depravities, was actually quite brilliant and loathed religion. Some worthwhile philosophy actually comes forth through his encyclopedic novels of perversions. Once this guy becomes unafraid of what he has been conditioned to fear since before he was even capable of thinking for himself, he will embrace every day of life for what it is - a gift that he happened to burst into consciousness at this exact nexus of space and time and is here for a brief moment before he (most likely) returns to a state of unconsciousness like the billions and billions of years that were there before he happened to be born.

While I’m sure they do have their hands full, @ellentonboy is not wrong - that smacks of the tone-deaf attitude BBRTS takes toward public relations and customer service. Anyone - anyone - with a paying customer base and a molecule of common sense would include in such a notice “We apologize for the inconvenience”. Instead, it is made tonally clear that we are an inconvenience, and would we please just shut up about it. But he knows there’s no one else offering quite the same service with quite the same array of features, so he doesn’t have to worry about pissing off his user base - the well of horny fuckers is bottomless. I just wonder how he’ll fare if/when some proper competition shows up.

I woke up in my bed feeling cold and damp. As I breathed in, the pungent odor of Michael’s piss hit me. My entire bed was soaked in it along with me being fully covered. Who knows how much he had to drink to piss this much. As I got out of bed I thought about what happened. I must have had too much to drink and passed out, after all I’d always been a lightweight. When I tried to turn on the shower nothing came out. I then remembered Michael had said I would not be showering for a while. I still had the overwhelming urge to piss and without thinking went to the toilet and relaxed. Only when my piss began to spray at me did I realize my cage only had holes pointed at me not forward. I thought about stopping but realized this is what Michael wanted and continued pissing on myself. Once I was finished I began my walk to the kitchen, tempted by the breeze on my open guts I felt inside my hole. The pig hole was still in place and behind it my cunt seemed thoroughly stretched. Michael must have really gone to work when I was unconscious. As I got downstairs I expected to see Michael in the kitchen, but it along with the rest of the cabin was empty. I tried the basement and attic doors but they were both locked as well. I then remembered Michael mentioned he had been working out in the shed the previous morning. As I walked outside fully nude the brisk wind felt as if it fully penetrated me, mostly likely because my hole was wide open for penetrating. I heard what I thought at first to be music as I approached the large shed. The shed itself was nearly the same size as the cabin the only differences being it was a single story and made of sheet metal. As I opened the door my senses were assaulted. First the ripe smell of man sweat and piss. Then the loud music that had turned out not to be music at all but vigorous moans from porn playing on all the tvs. The porn itself was different on each tv, one had a man being pissed on my a group, another consisted of a man with an entire arm in his cunt, and the third was a man suspended in some kind of hammock as both his mouth and cunt we’re fucked by two burly tattooed men; both of whom had the same biohazard tattoos that Michael had across his body. Directly in front of me was the biggest shock. Michael fully nude squatting a loaded bar and landing on a massive dildo. It looked almost comical how large it was but he was taking it with ease. Michael smiled at me when he saw me, racking the bar and walking towards me. “Perfect timing boy I just finished my last rep” he said as he stood in front of me glistening in sweat “what’s wrong boy you want a taste” he followed by lifting up his arm and crouching down bringing his noxious pit into my reach. I nearly jumped at him licking up his salty bitter sweat. From his armpit I continued on his entire hairy body ingesting his sweat and smell. “Now you can’t be getting me too clean there piggy boy” he chuckled before saying “on your knees I got to piss” As I took the tip of his massive cock in my mouth I relaxed my throat preparing for his jet stream. Instead he grabbed the back of my head and slammed me down on his cock, bringing my face all the way to his oily bush. I almost threw up but his massive cock filled my throat so nothing could get by. “Good boy, I didn’t explain this earlier but fags like you need to be able to use all your holes to service men. Your cunt needs some rest so today I’m going to train your throat.” I felt his cock swell with piss as he said that and a warm mess entered my stomach After a minute he tapered off and pulled back, allowing me to breathe. “Now boy your throat is not like your cunt. Your cunt needs to be stretched gently over time, but your throat has something that prevents that. It’s called the gag reflex, and the best way to get rid of it is to beat it out. You understand what I mean don’t you” I just stared up blankly while panting like a mindless dog “I’m going to rape your throat as hard as I can for as many times as it take do you understand boy” I felt his cock growing in my mouth and suddenly he grabbed my head again and started violently slamming me into him. I felt like he was going to crush my head with how hard he was humping and my body kept forcing his ever growing cock out even as he plowed back in. The Prince Albert was making it even worse, further stretching my throat and leaving a metallic taste I hoped was not blood. After what seemed like an eternity Michael slammed my head down into his bush again as his cock swelled and spread its warmness to my stomach. As his cum entered me I gazed at the biohazard tattoo in front of me. It was centered around his pierced belly button and seemed older than the rest. I wondered why he had so many and why the men on the tv also had them. As he pulled his cock out my Gag reflex activated and my mouth filled up just as Michael covered my mouth with his hand “Oh no no, only bad boys throw up and you don’t want to see what happens to bad boys do you” Tears welled up in my eyes as I forced down the vomit. “ good boy” said Michael “ now come on to the back I’ve got something that should loosen your throat up so next times more pleasant” He pull me to my feet as he rubbed my belly then fondled my locked penis and balls. He walked towards a door on the back wall of the gym pressing a button on the way to turn off the porn. Through the door was a smaller room with a bench in the center and plenty of shelves and lockers around the room. All the shelves were covered in a variety of what I assumed were sex toys, although I could barely guess at the purpose of most. Michael walked to a locker and withdrew a long thin plastic tube and a strap. He walked along the shelves examining the different toys before settling on a long floppy one. Michael came up to me and had me sit on the bench facing him. Crouched between my legs he began to explain “Look here, today we’re going to destroy your gag reflex, but I must admit there is an easier way. What I’m going to do is lock this toy in your throat all day, but first I need to make sure you can still breathe ok boy?” I nodded without really understanding “good boy now hold still this will be uncomfortable.” He said as he began to slide the plastic tubing down one of my nostrils. It felt horrible but I’d take anything to make Michael happy, then I felt the tube start to go down my windpipe where Michael stopped. “Good job, that wasn’t so bad now was it. The one issue with this is you’re only going to get maybe a tenth of your normal oxygen but you’ll be fine you don’t need it that much do ya” I shook my head no as he patted it “Atta boy now here comes the fun part”he announced as he began to slide the toy down my throat. By the time it was fully in my gag reflex was going crazy but the strap was already on so there was nothing I could do. “Alrighty now that that’s handled I’m in the mood for breakfast” he said before we headed back to the cabin.

As soon as I got to my room I collapsed on the bed, I had just felt something I’d never felt before and my whole body was asking for more but I wasn’t gay and certainly not a fag. I wasn’t going to take a man’s penis in my dirty anus much less any of the other filthy things gay people do. That’s when I remembered however that Michael said I didn’t have an anus I had a cunt. In all honesty I wasn’t sure if that was true, rushing through school like I did not much had been retained. But Michael had been so nice and welcoming to me even as I got too drunk on his whiskey and played with his piss. His piss, I almost threw up thinking about it being in me, and then how he knew. But I realized as well that meant that my insides could be cleaned. I went into true bathroom and started using the douche, with clean water this time. As it was inside me I began imagining Michael’s cock and started bouncing up and down on it. I felt close, so close, to what I wasn’t sure but then it came out and was over. Now that I was clean I knew that I could take Michael’s cock not in my dirty ass but in my clean cunt. I went downstairs and back out to the hot tub. Michael looked at me grinning as I said “I’m ready to take your cock Michael” He stared at me then started laughing “Oh you stupid cunt if you were to have my cock now you’d bleed to death, now keep in mind you’ll be bleeding plenty when I fuck you but I plan to keep you for a long time” he said as he motioned me into the hot tub “Aww look at this little guy he’s so excited” he said, grabbing my erection. He pulled it hard making me fall onto him. I was now sitting on his knees facing him with my legs spread around him. “Now this here is a cock boy” he said as he lifted his massive shaft up to rest on my cock. “It’s totally soft right now too and it’s still three times yours. You never had a chance you were made to get fucked” he looked me dead in the eyes and I couldn’t look away, I could barely think I just nodded. “Good boy you know you place, now start stroking so we can see how much bigger it really is” as I grasped it with both hands and began stroking it, I couldn’t take my eyes off the massive ring under his foreskin. “Oh is the boy curious again” he said as I continued to mindlessly stroke him. “That boy is a Prince Albert” he said, pulling his foreskin down. “This is used to show that I’m a man who knows my place. It’s also used to show how long a man has know his place because unlike a fags cunt this takes time to open up. Mines custom made because most men never get this big” I just stared at it and the little bits of liquid swelling up around it. Michael slapped me hard. “Did I tell you to stop” he said assertively “No” I moaned out as I started stroking his ever growing cock “No what” he yelled slapping me again “No sir” I moaned back “Good boy” he said while twisting my nipples “Now look at that seeing you moan like a bitch got me fully hard” he said as his now monstrous thirteen inche cock slammed down onto my stomach. I couldn’t believe that I had ever thought we were the same. Everything seemed so clear right now, I was meant to take cock and he was meant to give it. “Eyes up here” he said tilting his cock out of my view “Now do you see why I’m a real man and you’re a fag” I nodded vigorously “good boy, open” he said moving a finger covered in some goo up into my mouth. I sucked it off and it tasted so good, better than anything I’ve ever had. Michael lifted me up and pulled me towards him before dropping me. My knees were too weak to catch me so I grabbed his shoulders and my cunt landed on top of his cock. Instead of entering me like I expected it just hit my hole sending a jolt through me. I started wiggling my cunt to try to get him in but Michael just shook his head standing up while saying “You’re far from ready for that just bend over for me and I’ll teach you” He placed me down with my knees on the hot tub bench and my hands on the rim. He opened up what I thought was the filter in front of me but it was instead full of some strange odorous white-yellow goo. Michael put his finger in then brought it to my mouth. It tasted just like the goo from before. “Now boy this here is a fags favorite food, you’ll want to do anything for it but here I am giving you a near bucket of it. These are the leftovers from some of the fun I have in this hot tub so feel free to eat up while I get to work” as he said that he grabbed a lump and smeared it on my cunt before sticking his finger back in. I tentatively took a handful of the cream into my mouth and started rolling it around with my tongue. It tasted salty and sweet with a little bit of bitterness. As the waves of please start rolling over me again I gave in and started shoveling the cream into my mouth. I felt an amazing pressure building in my hole then felt it starting to move down to my cock. Only then did I realize the pressure was me being about to pee. But it was more than that I tried to warn Michael but all that came out were moans as I started pissing myself from pleasure. Once the pleasure had settled I felt my cunt empty and managed to turn around. “ I’m so sorry I’ll clean this up sir” Michael raised his hand, cutting me off. “ you were meant to do that boy it’s called a pissgasm, it your cunts response to too much pleasure” “ now your head should be a bit clearer so are you sure you want me to open you up and make you a cunt” he asked “Yes sir”

PART 2 “I always wanted to know the size of your dick, I figured at least eight inches,” I said as I ran my hand over my uncle's pants. “Try ten,” he replied. I widened my eyes and unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, hard as iron. That cock was drooling and very wet with pre cum. “Suck that cock,” my uncle ordered. I knelt on the floor in front of him and licked his glans. Uncle Drew tasted good in my mouth. As I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, he took off the white t-shirt he wore. So I could see his hairy belly and his tattoos. He had a scorpion on the left side and a biohazard symbol on the right side. “I always liked your tattoos, uncle,” I said. “Talk less and suck more,” he said. His cock was really big and I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth. Uncle Drew had his eyes closed and his muscular arms were behind his head. “I think you are becoming my favorite nephew,” he said. I continued sucking until my mouth ached, but he didn't cum. Every now and then Uncle Drew would slap me hard across the face, but I kind of liked it. He wanted to make me understand that he was the real man there, while I was just a little bitch ready to serve. “I want to fuck you in your bed,” he said. My uncle got up and went to my room. I ran after him, desperate to please this man who had been a part of my dreams since I was a child. “Take off your clothes and get in bed on all fours,” he ordered. I was nervous, but I took off my shirt and the shorts I was wearing. I had a jockstrap underneath because I had been exercising earlier. When he saw that, he told me not to take the jock off, because he liked it. I climbed into bed wearing only socks and the white jockstrap. I thought he was going to start fucking me, but then I felt something hot and wet on my ass. Uncle Drew was sticking his tongue inside me and it felt really good. I started moaning as he tongue-fucked me, that was the best thing I had ever felt. “You're tight,” he said. I only managed to moan in response. “I'll leave a gap in you when I'm done,” he decreed. Uncle Drew then put a finger inside me and it felt really good. Then I felt a second finger enter me and it started to hurt a little because he scratched me with his nails, but I took it in silence. The man positioned himself behind me and started rubbing the head of his cock in my hole. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked. "Yes, uncle, fuck me, please." "There's no going back." "I know, I want you to fuck me hard." “You're really going to regret what you're doing,” Uncle Drew warned me. Then he started to force the head of his cock into my hole. That was really big, but then it came in with a pop noise. And that was when I fainted from the pain I felt.

It was my parents' wedding anniversary and they decided to travel for a second honeymoon. They didn't want to leave me home alone, so they asked Uncle Drew to stay with me. He was my father's younger brother, but he was at least forty. Uncle Drew was bald, furry and tattooed. His body was robust and I couldn't take my eyes off him. I knew he was gay, but I never had the courage to tell him that I was gay too, because he never really liked me. The day my parents left, he arrived at my house and he was in a foul mood. I knew he didn't want to be there, so I stayed out of his way. When night came, he prepared dinner and asked me to eat with him. “What were you doing in that room all day?” he asked. “I was playing video games, uncle,” I said. "Enough games for today, I cooked, so you'll clean up when we're done eating." “Ok". Uncle Drew got a beer from the fridge and started drinking. I took the empty dishes to the sink and started washing everything while he drank. I was wearing baggy shorts and I noticed that he glanced at my ass every now and then. “Do you have a girlfriend?” he asked. “No, uncle, I'm gay just like you”, I finally confessed. "Do you have a boyfriend?" "No sir" He continued drinking and I finished washing the dishes. When I was about to go back to my room, he motioned for me to sit in front of him. The man was a little drunk and I realized that this wasn't his first beer. “Do your parents know you're gay?” he asked. “No, sir,” I said. "And have you had sex with a lot of boys?" "No, uncle, I'm still a virgin" Uncle Drew looked at me like he didn't believe me. But I was really telling the truth, I was still at school and I hadn't had sex with any boys. Once the PE teacher jacked with his finger in my ass, but he hadn't penetrated me. I didn't tell this to my uncle. “When I was your age, I had sex with a lot of guys,” he said. "I'm very shy" “Have you ever been attracted to anyone?” he asked. “I had a massive crush on you when I was younger”, I confessed and felt my cheeks turning red. The man looked at me as if considering what I had said, but then he shook his head and took another sip of his beer. I was disappointed, because I still wanted to lose my virginity with my own uncle. “We're never going to have sex,” he said. "Why not? I'm gay, so are you. I can see you have a hard-on." "Jeremiah, you are my nephew" “So what?” I asked. "My dad doesn't need to know." I put a hand on my uncle's knee and he pushed it away. I could see in the man's eyes that he wanted to fuck me, but he was confused. “You don't know what you're asking for”, he said. “Uncle, please, I want this”, I almost begged. I put my hand back on his knee and he took my hand in his. Instead of pulling away again, Uncle Drew brought my hand to his cock, which was hard under his jeans. Then he said: "You will bitterly regret this, boy".

Me and my boyfriend have been together for just over two years, in that time our love life had managed to all but die. We had tried an open relationship but when I came home from a work trip to see him getting fisted by three guys with our apartment in ruins, only to find out he had skipped his job for a week to smoke meth and getting used to oblivion, that had ended. We now had sex once a week on a good week and did almost nothing but fight. The relationship was at a dead end when my boyfriend, Presley, suggested that we go to a lgbt wellness retreat he found online. I was skeptical at first, but I had a lot of pto and his delivery job was flexible. It was a five hour drive from the city and I could tell Presley was horned up. He sucked my dick three time while I was driving, swallowing every load. Which surprised me because he had not sucked me to completion, much less taken my load in months. When we finally arrived at the retreat we saw that it was made up of one large main house and several barns. As we pulled in an extremely tall skinny man with long brown hair greeted us in a draping white robe, which clearly had nothing under it. “Welcome children to the Family, we are so happy you have decided to join us.” He said almost ephemeraly I gave Presley a weird look but he didn’t seem surprised “Thank you for having us, I am Presley, and this is my friend John” Is he fucking serious, I was fuming, he probably knew what this place was and just brought us here so he could get fucked “I’m his boyfriend” I said sternly correcting Presley “Well welcome, you may call me father I am the founder of our Family here, would you like me to show you around” “We’d love that father” said Presley eagerly Father brought us into the main house, it was very well kept but all the men in the house were dressed strangely and bowed as father passed. Some wore only short white loincloths, while others had what seemed to be white sheets wrapped around their waist covering their entire bottom half. “These will be your brothers if you chose to stay with us, though you will have to work hard to reach their positive status” said father Presley brought us to a fucking cult and he seemed to be clinging to every word this father said. We came into what seemed to be a dining room when father introduced one of the men in front of us. “This is Cain, he was my first son and helped me found this family” father said Cain was magnificent, he had short blonde hair and was about a head shorter than father, which still put him an inch or two above me. He wore the sheet around his waist, and his body was thin but well defined. “Greetings it is a pleasure to meet both of you I can tell you will be great additions to the family” Cain said “Thank you” I said, surprising myself at how much I wanted him. “Come now I will show you what you will be doing when you first join.” Said father He took us out to one of the barns. Once inside it looked like the standard barn except that everyone working was totally nude, wearing only chastity cages. “Most who come to us are not ready to join the family, here they work until their mind is fully open to everything we offer” said father One of the workers bent over to pick something up and I noticed he had a buttplug in as well. As I stared Cain came up beside me and began rubbing my ass. I would normally have been taken aback but Presley kept rubbing up on father so I leaned into Cain’s strong hand. “You like what you see” Cain whispered to me as we looked at the workers, I just nodded in response. “We keep our initiates locked so that they are able to simmer in their urges” father added as we walked out. “ so tell me children, what do you think of our family” asked father as we returned to the house “It’s amazing we’d love to join” said Presley eagerly as all eyes turned to me “I’m not sure I think I need some time to think” I contradicted “Of course, a decision like this cannot be made in hast” said father “ it is getting late come spend the night and decide in the morning” We agreed and were guided up to a room. The room was rather plain with only a queen bed in the center and no other furniture. The room didn’t have its own bathroom but rather a communal one at the end of the hall. “ We shall await your decision in the morning, for now rest well” said father as he and Cain left us alone “Isn’t this amazing” said Presley “It’s a cult Pres” “Who cares everyone is so hot, this is exactly what we need” I just sighed in response “Come on Johnny I’m staying no matter what you decide so stay with me” “You knew this was a cult didn’t you” “I’d heard rumors but didn’t know how great it was” Presley said as he got began stripping I just sighed and got naked for bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed and the urge to piss. I looked around the room but didn’t see Presley or my clothes. I figured he was probably in the bathroom so I went to piss. I walked to the bathroom naked since I couldn’t find any clothes and everyone else here was practically naked anyway. When I got to the bathroom I heard really heavy breathing at the far end. This bathroom was entirely open with shower heads on one wall and a trough and toilets on the other. The heavy breathing was coming from someone lying behind the last toilet. The man lying there was holding a cloth over his nose and mouth while he vigorously pounded at his flaccid cock. I noticed a used needle next to him and realized he must have T dick. I'd never tried meth but knew a decent amount about it. As I walked in front of him he gave no reaction so I just left him there unsure of what to do. As I walked back to the hallway I saw the door at the end of the hall was ajar. When I got to it and looked through I was horrified. Presley was there getting slammed while having his throat fucked by father’s massive 12 inch cock on a bed in the middle of the room. As I stared in shock I suddenly felt a finger on my hole and nearly yelped. “Shh it’s ok I know you’re upset but you shouldn’t be it’s only natural for him to serve father” whispered Cain into my ear as he slipped something into my ass before beginning to finger me “I’m not a bottom” I tried to say but Cain just shushed me as he continued to finger me. My ass felt like it was on fire and I began enjoying his fingers. As I started fucking myself on his hand father called out “Come children, there’s no need to hide out there” “Of course father” responded Cain as he walked us inside his hand still in my hole Presley just gave me a guilty smile before continuing to suck father’s cock “I know you’re scared child” father said as he took my face in his hands while Cain began finger fucking me more vigorously “just give in and you’ll feel boundless pleasure, please my child join us” “Yes father I want to join your family I want to be yours” I said “I can’t tell you how happy I am to here that” he said as he took me in a kiss. At the same time Cain removed his fingers from me and replaced them with his 8 inch cock. I felt like I was being torn in two but then father put some pills in my mouth and tounged them down my throat. Almost instantly I felt them. Every thrust sent shockwaves through me and I just gave in. I was in that same position for what felt like forever when father pulled back and asked “Are you ready to take your first step to joining our family my son” “Yes father I want it so bad” I replied to which he simply nodded at Cain who I then felt bottom out and begin cuming in me. I collapsed onto the bed while Cain grabbed Presley off father cock, much to his protest, and slammed him again before rapeing his hole. Father brought my mouth to his cock as I began sucking only for me to realize father was still soft. “There there my child just let everything fade away you’ve made the right decision” he said rubbing my hair as I lazily sucked his flacid cock

I like fucking and breeding a slut boy in all different positions; variety’s the spice of life. But I would have to say my most favorite position, at least this week, is them on their side with their top knee pulled into their chest and me over their other leg. Makes for deep penetration and I love watching my fat cock sliding in and out of their boy cunt. And if the mood hits, I can still hold onto their throat, cock, tweet their nipples, or just shove their fave into the pillow; and finger fuck their throat!

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Great posts here. I want to add the special pleasure of carrying the guy’s load. I love it when I pull pants on and go out from my place or his, knowing it’s still up there. Sometimes it turns me on so much I have to quickly find another top who will agree to put a load on top of the one already there. So I understand where cum dump bottoms come from

It means another male's nut load is being spilled in the lucky bottom's ass. HIV status is immaterial to the breeding process.

I work in a scientific environment. As I am not a person of faith once upon a time I used to question why so many representatives of many different faiths are drawn to science. The answer it seems is fairly simple. Why not? There is no real disconnect between belief and learning unless you are under a very strict state regime. Science, and medicine in particular, are as much about helping people as they are about seeking answers. Its easy to be blinkered into thinking anyone who has faith is some kind of zealot when the truth is most people are just people. Wanting to get through each day just like everyone else. The strict and dogmatic type who do cause problems are unfortunately also out there and they cause the kind of turmoil your colleague is suffering. Rather than question his faith however, which can create bigger problems for someone already hurting, point them to asupport group within that community. They do exist and there are lgbtq+ faith groups that can be found to offer support if it is looked for. Being dismissive of faith is easy when you have none, I have been guilty of it myself many times. However when something makes up so large a part of a persons life and personality you cannot underestimate the damage it can do to mock it or, worse still, take it from them.

Recently over the past few months, I haven't been feeling the desire to have sex. But this past week, wow. My hole started twitching like it does when it wants cock and cum, and I knew I needed one thing A BWC to start to scratch this itch my hole has. So I texted a FB of mine. He's got a long think tongue and a fat 9" cock. I told him I wanted him to use my hole as he saw fit. Stretch it open. Well, he stretched it well. He played with my hole for almost 45 minutes, making me push out my pussy lips. It was tough to do, but I did it. He tried to push his cock in, but I figured out that he should just let me relax my cunt and I convinced him to wait a second. I took a few breaths, a big hit on the bowl, a big hit on the poppers, (wish I could have blown some clouds and G), and totally relaxed. I was so relaxed that he slid his entire cock into me balls deep in one push. It felt incredible. Like his cock belonged there. He fucked me good, every stroke was balls deep. I wanted more cock, bigger cock, more cum. He flooded my hole with a huge load, then licked my hole clean of his cum, then snowballed me. Loved the taste of his cum and my ass mixed.

Religion is a complex thing. I know there are several churches who accept the LGBTQIA+ community. Some don't. There are just SO MANY types of beliefs under the umbrella of religion that it is a constantly evolving aspect of life. Sometimes people have beliefs but not a religion. Yes, unfortunately, many torment themselves as you described. I know some people personally who have done so. If you can be that shoulder to cry on and that ear to listen, you'll be a considerable help. Don't immediately jump to trying to sleep with him. That could actually cause a wall to be built or emotional damage to occur. It may take time. Then again, everyone is different.

As a life long Ateist it's hard for me to even fathom what for me are such ridiculous and self destructive thoughts. While I'm willing and do respect folks with strong religious beliefs as long as they make them a better, kinder, more tolerant, accepting and loving person, far too often they lead to hate, bigotry, intolerance and even more tragically war and death. Truly there is nothing in the New Testament prohibiting homosexuality. Indeed if a man named Jesus did actually exist for which there is absolutely zero proof anywhere outside of the Bible, he sounds kind of gay to me. He didn't want sex with Mary Magdalen who sounds like a hot tramp and he spent his time hanging out with 12 guys and "washing their feet". Sounds like he had a homoerotic foot fetish at the least.

Thank you for the response, ErosWired. What did Jesus almost certainly say, and more than once? 1. Feed the hungry. 2. House the homeless. 3. Clothe the naked. 4. Visit the sick. 5. Love your neighbor as you love yourself. There are more attributions, of course, but these 5 are direct quotes retold in several of the Gospels. None of that requires belief in magic. None of that requires suspension of reason. None of that requires anything more than basic, human decency - that still, small, voice within each of us.

Pt. 7 The apprentice was standing nearby, I could hear him laughing at me. Lying on my side on the ground, I opened my eyes. I could see the boy’s legs near me, and Mike was over at their truck, looking for something in the back. I shut my eyes again. This was all too much. After a few moments, I heard Mike walking back and opened my eyes again. He was carrying a toolbox in one hand. Oh, that’s right—he’s supposed to be fixing the pump. In his other hand, he carried some kind of tool, maybe a wrench with a long cylindrical handle, the end foot or so of the handle covered in red rubber as a grip. He passed it to the apprentice without a word and stood next to him for a moment, looking at me. The kid was now entirely naked but for his boots, and his cock was fully erect. As I looked back at them, I suddenly noticed something… although Mike was strong and solid, and the boy was slim, they were the same height. Although youthfully slimmer, the boy’s body, I noticed, was rock-hard, and his abdomen was knitted across with a pattern of tight muscle. But what really drew my attention was that the apprentice’s cock looked exactly like Mike’s. An exact replica in size and shape. That seemed an unusual coincidence. Farout. Are they related, somehow?! Mike put his hand out and ruffled the hair on the back of the apprentice’s head roughly but affectionately, then turned away and headed towards the pump shed, opening his tool-box. The boy took a step towards me, giving the long-handled tool a gentle swing, holding it near the wrench end. He looked down at me and asked, ‘Did you like Mike’s dick in you?’ I hesitated a moment, then said, ‘Um… yeah’. ‘How much did you like it, really?’ ‘Ummm…, yeah, it’s good.’ He seemed not very impressed with this answer, giving the handle of the wrench another swing with a sulky look on his face.

38 loads down my throat until now. And it is a huge number for me! Thats because I locked myself last November and it has been an amazing experience! I didn't cum since the day I locked myself. It has had enormous consequences for my shamelessness. I recommend this to every faggot looking for more cock! Even if you are not into chastity, you should try it some time! Been focused on cock and sperm ever since. The sexual frustration makes you do stuff you would not do without. I've been sucking the ugliest guys ever and I loved it! I'm slowly turning into the 'high performance faggot' I have always dreamed of becoming. From now on: It feels like home having strangers cock pump sperm down my throat. I was made for quick cumdumps at the rest areas. I wil stay locked until... ever. The bus I take home from work has a busstop at one of the biggest rest areas for trucks along the highway in my country. Not a cruising spot at all and that means a lot of straight guys. The parking space is huge. Hundreds of trucks! It even has a bridge over the highway to be able to walk from the parking area on one side of the highway to the parking area at the other side of the highway. Since I have been locked, I got off the bus at that rest area every day to check for cock needing service. I've found cock to suck every day since the 1 of januari. It is like winning the sperm lottery! Living a dream at the moment. It is hard work and not glamorous at al but I realize that I am a very, very lucky faggot to have this opportunity at the rest area. Some days I keep sucking cock till dawn. My throat turns into this fuckable cunt after a couple of cock. I do not need to know whose semen is pumped down my throat. All loads are welcome. Now that I am performing so well as a cocksucking faggot I have decided to keep a 'sperm logbook' this year. I made an Excel sheet with a calendar where I can document the amount of loads I took each day. Using the Excel formulas I can now see the average number of loads per day, per month and per year. Just monotoring my cum intake throughout the year. I wonder what the grand total will be this first year of being locked. With the sperm logbook I can even see how many liters of semen I swallowed. I've set a minimum at 550 sperm loads for myself this year. To low? I'm still on schedule 😉

Eagerly awaiting use

I think you're reading more into that quick, very direct message than there is. I've worked on site down escalations and I'm guessing that they have their hands full getting replacement hardware in place and getting back to a known-good operational state. Having done it myself, I read it as being a very fast note to let people know they're on it and to set expectations.

My last load was last week hooked up on dl. He said to go to his place he said he only tops with a rubber. I get to his place he takes me to a room with a mattress on the floor had me suck him hard told me to get on my stomach I did. I heard him open a drawer thought he wrapped it felt him get on top of me and he shoved his cock in me one shot next thing I know he's telling me to push back n I say did u wrap up he said no I went to feel his cock he grabbed my arms pinned me down n said I'm goin to breed you. He was much bigger then me I couldn't do a thing and when he came he was as deep as he could be n blasted a huge load in my hole. I have to say nothing has ever made me cum as many times as this has.

The next morning I awoke not in my bed but in a dimly lit room with red lights all around. I could not see much but noticed I was laying on what looked like an operating table. That’s when I saw Michael standing over me fully nude and erect holding a toilet brush of all things. “Good morning boy, are you ready for my cock.” He said jovially “Yes sir I want it more than anything” I said springing up “That’s what I like to here, on your knees” I got on my knees as quickly as possible “Now boy you need to get your hole ready for my seed, you’re going to fuck yourself real roughly with this until your cunt is nice and bloody” I looked at him confused when he added “boy my seed is special and when I breed you I’m going to pass it to you, by bleeding your hole your more likely to get my special gift, you want that don’t you boy” I almost snatched the brush out of his hand as I began raping my cunt with it. As I stared at his massive erect cock I noticed there was something different. Where his Prince Albert had been a continuous ring it now came to two sharp points, and along his shaft was a series of metal rings connected to a leather strap. I felt the blood dripping onto my hand when Michael pulled me up. “Good faggot now you’re ready for my poz cock” he said bending me over the table “Yes daddy give me your poz cock” I had no idea what that meant but I wanted everything Michael could give me. “Oh you stupid fag, you don’t even know what your asking for” he said as he flipped me onto the table facing him as his cold pa rubbed my cunt. He began pointing to his numerous biohazard tattoos. “Do you know what this means fag” I shook my head “It means that I have HIV” he continued pointing at the scorpion on his thigh. “And this one means that I like to infect others” I froze. I had always been scared of getting sick, several times throwing myself into panic attacks far worse than the cold I was worried about. This however was the worst of all illnesses. I remembered learning about the AIDS epidemic in school and how incurable HIV was. Then I looked up at Michael, he didn’t look sick, in fact he looked like a god walking. If he had HIV then so would I. I was his and would happily take anything and everything he gave me. “Please give me HIV sir, fill my cunt with your viral load. Please, please I need it” I begged as he slammed into me, bottoming out in a single thrust. “Yeah boy beg for me to poz your little net cunt, beg for me to rape you till your filled” he grunted into my ear I just moaned as he stuck his massive tongue between my lips and began to tongue fuck my mouth. This went on, us fully linked for what felt like a blissful eternity, before he pulled his mouth from mine. “This is your last chance boy, no turning back are you sure you want this.” He asked “Yes daddy get me pregnant with your aids baby” I moaned fully expecting to be hit again but he just went back to kissing me I felt his load shoot into me, hitting hard past my second hole and filling me up. Instead of pulling out however daddy kept fucking me still hard as a rock. We went on for hours til eventually daddy’s balls were empty. Once he pulled out he stuck his fist straight in and began fisting me. “Hold it in son don’t let any of my precious virus fall out. I’ll make sure it goes all the way in.” He kept fisting me till all his seed was past my second hole. I was exhausted after that, when he began strapping me to the table. “Daddy what’s” “Don’t worry son I’ll make sure you’re well used but you’re not leaving this room until you test positive” he comforted me as he brought a fucking machine with a massive dildo on it up to my hole. I began moaning as he fucked his dirty wet cock into my mouth. Once his cock was clean he grabbed a breathing mask off the wall and put it on me. “This’ll keep you nice and poppered up, have fun son.” He said as he turned on the fucking machine and left. A long time after he left daddy came back down and pulled my mask off. “ your boss is calling son do you wanna answer him” daddy asked “Yes daddy” I said obediently He answered the phone and I heard my bosses voice. “Hey Scott, just wanted to check up on you, and see how you’re finding the cabin” said my boss “It’s amazing I’ve never enjoyed anything this much sir” I responded as daddy turned of the fucking machine and switched the dildo for one the size of my torso. “That’s great to here, what do you think of the activities” “The activities are OH” I moaned out as daddy started the machine up again “ great” I forced out “I’m happy to hear that, all the others have been busts so it seems like we’re going with yours” said my boss “Oh by the way could I take the next two weeks off, me and my owner have been really getting along and I’d love to just stay til the company trip” I added as daddy smile at my Freudian slip “Um yeah that works, see you there in two weeks” he said hanging up “Good boy” said daddy as he moved the fuck machine away and slid inside me “but you know you’re never going back to work don’t you son.” I smiled up at him “of course daddy” — I think I’m only going to add one more post tying things up, but thank y’all so much for the support, I really appreciate it.

Hello everyone. I’ve been aware of this website for about two years now, and I’m finally taking the plunge to join myself. I’m 24 years old and I live in rural GA. I never have worn condoms and I never will. I love having sex with white men, my ex boyfriend introduced me to poz roleplay and it took off from there. I am a proud sex and porn addict, I love getting hard and fucking any man who’ll bend over for me. Love exchanging my pervy stories with like minded guys. It seems like this website is a place for me, as I’m getting hard while typing this.

Author's note: I know it took me more than 2 years, but I'm back with another chapter to this story. I have a lot of ideas and I want it to keep going as long as you enjoy it. Have fun. ____________________________________________________________ PART 4 I was desperate. As great as the sex with my uncle was, I wasn't prepared for what he did to me. What was I going to do now? It would be impossible for my parents not to find out I was gay if I had HIV. I would need to go to the doctor to start some type of treatment and that would be in the system forever. Tears streamed down my face as I remained on the bed in the same position. Uncle Drew had told me there was no point in crying, but what else could I do? It was too late for me to go back now. And even if I didn't get the bug after our first time, he promised he would keep fucking me until my parents got back from their trip. And he would rape me again if I refused. About two hours after everything happened, I decided to get up and go to the living room. Uncle Drew was sitting on the couch, with a bottle of beer in his hand, watching a football game on TV. As I approached, he pressed a button on the remote control, muting the TV. “Do you want to repeat it all so quickly?” he asked. “No, I just want to talk,” I replied. “You should have put clothes on first.” I looked down and realized I was naked. I hadn't thought of anything when I got out of bed and went to talk to my uncle. I hadn't realized I wasn't wearing anything, but now I could feel his seed running down my leg. I just needed answers and I wanted to know if he had told me the truth. “Were you serious?” I asked. “About what?” he said. “When you said you had HIV.” “Yes Jeremiah, I have never been so serious in my entire life. And now the virus is inside of you too.” “Why would you do that?” I asked, hurt. “Hey, don't blame it on me, you were the one who said you wanted to lose your virginity to your own uncle. You’re the one who didn’t ask me to use a condom.” “I didn’t think you would be capable of infecting me on purpose.” “Jeremiah, you need to start thinking about this as a gift.”, he said. “I would never do anything bad to my own nephew, even if his father is an asshole. But you must answer one question, what is every gay man’s greatest fear?” “Getting the bug,” I replied. “And now you no longer need to have that fear, because you already have it. Isn't that great? I’ve been living with this for years and it has been the best years of my life.” As much as I didn't want to admit it, what Uncle Drew said made sense. It was a completely twisted and strange thought, but I could see the logic behind the things he said. “And what do I do now?” I asked. “You don't have to do anything,” Uncle Drew replied. “But if you want my advice, you’re young, hot, and you have a huge beautiful dick, almost as big as mine. I would take advantage of that and fuck every guy who wanted me.” “But wouldn’t that be risky?” “Not anymore, because now you are free. I freed you. My DNA is running through your veins now. And if you want, I can help you achieve many things.” "I’m not sure." “I know this turns you on, you have a hard on right now. Now come, it’s time for you to have your second lesson.” Uncle Drew took off the thin shorts he was wearing and I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear. As much as I was still scared, I had to admit that the idea of him fucking me again excited me more than anything. So, without thinking much about the consequences, I walked towards him.

Thanks for all the positive feedback, I have a pretty good idea of what I want to do with this but definitely want to lengthen it so if you have any suggestions feel free to comment or pm them. — “You made the right decision come with me” Michael said as he stood up and walked toward the house grabbing his discarded jock on the way. I went to grab my briefs when he said “Don’t bother those cover up way too much” “Yes sir” I said readily. As we walked back into the house Micheal went for the door to the basement while telling me to wait there. As I stood there I probed my hole with my fingers. I felt a wetness on them realizing some of the cream was in me from when Michael fingered me. I eagerly ate it up, scraping my hole for more. When no more came out I remembered the stain on the stool Michael had left and went to lick it up. The stain tasted different, almost like cherry. I was startled when Michael came up. “My, my, someone’s already well on their way to becoming a cum pig” he spoke as I stared at him inquisitively “Oh no I don’t take cum that’s just lube from my workout this morning. You see, I like to keep my manhole nice and stretched. I never get fucked but I guess it’s just a habit from when I was young and neg.” “What does cum have to do with this” I asked on the edge of a realization. “Why boy, that's what you’ve been shoveling into that greedy little mouth. The collected cum of the hundreds of men who have been in that hot tub. Your not the first who I’ve used it on, but you are the first to empty it clean, the filter hasn’t been that clean since I bought it.” The realization hit me that I had been filling my face with cum. Who knows how many people's sperm I had just ingested. But the worst part was my cock only got harder. I should’ve been horrified but instead I was turned on, not only that I wanted more. “Do you have any more sir” I asked “No we there’s a good slut, unfortunately that’s all I had on hand but I’m sure we could get you more, but for now we’ve got to get you ready” Just as I was about to ask what I was getting ready for he put a bag on the kitchen counter and pulled out what looked like a bottle of shaving cream and a bodysuit. “Cmon upstairs let’s get you into the shower.” He commanded as he went up the stairs. When i reached the shower he already had it going “Go on clean off this is the last shower you’ll get for a while” he said handing me a washcloth As I washed he got into the suit, it was relatively loose and covered his entire body except his head. When he saw me examining it he answered “Oh this is just a coverall I got from a hardware store, can’t get this stuff on me it’s dangerous.” He gave another sly smile Once I finished washing he turned off the water and walked into the shower with the can “This right here is kind of like nair except where nair only lasts a few months this is permanent. It burns away all your hair folicles because fags like you need to be hairless so men can identify you. Not on you head though that would just look weird” He proceeded to coat my body in the foaming spray and then rub it in. “Just stand there don’t rub at it let it do it’s work, be a good boy” he said as he stepped away The next ten minutes were agony as it felt like my entire body caught fire but I did as Michael said took it. When he finally turned the water on it felt like bliss. I fell over into his now naked body and buried myself in his hair. The smell that had once repulsed me now drew me in. “Good boy now let’s go have a drink” he said as he guided me downstairs When we got to the bar he poured me a triple of some strange clear liquor I didn’t recognize. “What’s that sir” I asked “Everclear, it tastes like shit but I don’t think you’ll be able to take the next step sober” he said sliding me the glass I tried to take a sip but immediately spit it out. It was absolutely horrible. “Hm well what to do about that” he picked up my glass “ do you trust me boy” he asked I nodded obediently. He smiled in response then held my glass at the tip of his cock and began pissing. His stream was like a power washer hitting the glass with just as much splashing onto him and the ground as made it in the glass. When he filled the glass he placed it in front of me with a simple “drink up” I could smell the noxious piss from here. As I picked up the glass I remembered how good it felt to have his piss fill my guts, then how my briefs coated in his piss had felt and smelled. And with that I drank up. It tasted disgusting, worse then before but this time it was Michael’s and I didn’t want to let him down so I downed the glass in one gulp. “Well look at you it seems like you’re a true pig” he said before looking down at the piss on the floor “now clean up the mess” I knew what he meant, getting down on the ground I began licking up his piss which tasted just as disgusting as the glass. Once the floor was cleaned I moved onto Michael’s hairy tattooed legs. As I licked the piss off I got a good view of his tattoos. The right leg was mostly some kind of tribal pieces with what seemed like some vague symbols from European myth but I wasn’t certain. His left was a collection of smaller pieces with a giant scorpion on his thigh, its blood red stinger on the inner thigh pointing upwards. I finally made it to his cock and began licking the piss off the tip “Well someones eager, what the hell you deserve a treat for cleaning up, just don’t spill” he said as he pressed the head of his cock into my mouth The stream slammed into the back of my throat and went straight down into my stomach. All I had to do was keep from breathing and his jet stream would do all the work. After two minutes I was getting dizzy when I finally felt the stream taper off. He filled my mouth as he pulled out and I dutifully swallowed. “Now that’s what I like to see” he said as he grabbed me by my arms and pulled me up. My head was swimming when we sat down on the couch and I just leaned into his hairy body. “Seems like that got you ready for the next step” he said as he slid a pink ring around my balls and penis and then a matching cage over my shaft. “This here is a chastity cage, it’s made so that fags can focus on their true sex organ, the cunt. For you all being able to touch your cock would do is confuse you and I don’t want that.” I looked at the cage, it was solid pink plastic with some small pin holes around the base. Michael pushed me forward so that I was laying ass up on his lap when he began to finger my hole. “Now you’re still a bit tight but I think you’re strong and can take a little extra stretch don’t you” I nodded as he lifted up a strange silicone tube. It had to be the diameter of a coke can. He laid it on my hole and tried to push to no avail. “Well looks like we’re gonna need to cheat.” He grabbed a spray bottle and a disgustingly stained jock from the bag. He sprayed the jock and then told me to “breath fully out then fully in and hold it til i say” I did as I was told, the jock smelled like Bo and chemicals but I continue le to breathe in till my lungs were full when Michael said breathe Everything seemed lighter for a second then I felt myself open as my vision doted. I felt a pressure at my hole for a second then only felt open. When I came back to myself I realized the silicone tube Michael had been holding was inside me. “That right there boy is a pig hole, it’s gonna keep you nice and open till your cunt can’t close” I felt the air going deep into my guts as Michael hefted me up onto my feet. He guided me to a nearby chair and told me to sit on it ass up. “Now boy you still don’t know your body's own limits. Your cunt is made to stretch but your mind might get in the way. So for right now you’re going to keep sniffing on this” he began spraying the soiled jock more before stuffing it in my face “Just remember boy fully empty your lungs then fill them and hold.” He said as I began breathing in. My body started fading away again and i felt something entering my ass as if it were far away. It felt so good I couldn’t help from moaning. “Please Michael” I gasped out as I get a sharp push inside me. “Keep huffing pig boy” said Michael I could only manage a moan in response as I continued to huff. My body kept feeling lighter as my eyes got heavier. All the sensation began to fade away as I passed out.

Married with teenaged kids. Have sometimes fucked my wife when my hole was dripping.. love it

I love saunas or bath houses. I actually love walking in and out. As the people who see. Know I am going into to be fucked or coming out I make sure I lovely wet spot to show I am leaking from a loaded up cunt. The look of shock on some faces...and occasionally get a comment about being a diseased faggot which I love. My favourite is a quick sauna to get some heat in my body and sweat rolling. Then to a room door opened on all fours cunt up and lubed.....love the feeling of a naked strange cock working in its head. Then away we go.

PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?

Chapter 1, Joe rides a knot dildo Joe and I met a while back in a bathhouse. We’re both in our 50s. He’s tall like me but has blue eyes, dark hair, and a wonderfully hairy body. I have brown eyes and hair and am mostly smooth. When we met at the bathhouse, we were both spun. He was in the sling, taking loads from random guys, and I was one of the guys who gave him a load. After he got out of the sling, he came and found me in the steam room and asked if I wanted to have a one-on-one session. We went back to his room where I felched some cum out of his ass, and he bred mine after a great rimming session. We get together regularly now. Joe came over one Friday night as usual. We usually plan to get naked, get spun, and then flip fuck. Toys, tongues, and fingers are always used too. We each stripped down. Joe was wearing an orange jockstrap, and mine was blue. He looked sexy with the orange jock contrasted against his hairy and well-tanned body. There were no tan lines on that stud! Joe prepped a few points for us, and I got ready for him to admin. Once I was set, he gave himself an equal dose. This time, it was a little higher than our norm, so the rush was more intense. Joe knows how much I love to eat his ass, and he loves to play with my hole, so he sat on my face while fingering my hole. His ass is sweet. He was somewhat hairy all over, with a dense mat right at his hole. Eating his ass is incredible since he has a great musk, and his hole is very responsive to my tongue. He was fingering my hole and had just lubed up his fingers so that they could get easier access. I was eating his ass while he was fingering mine, and it was sweet. By this point, we played together well and knew what felt good. I suggested that Joe get in the sling. My playroom has a sling on a stand with a stool at the bottom and a mirror mounted at the top. There’s a big screen TV playing porn and a bed pushed up against the wall. Of course, there’s a good selection of toys, lubes, and poppers, along with a video camera on a stand. Joe looked so hot in the sling. I helped him get his feet in the stirrups and then sat down to admire his ass. My rimming had matted the hair down around his hole, so I dribbled some more spit on his ass and started to finger him. He has a great ass, and I love playing with his hole. Joe reached back and spread his cheeks apart. I leaned back and stared at his throbbing hole while taking a hit of poppers, and then I dove in deep. Joe likes it when my tongue fucks his hole. This really makes it open up for more probing. After tongue fucking him, I softly sucked on his hole, soothing the lips and getting it wetter for what comes next. Joe loves it when I get him going with some rimming, then start to work my fingers or toys or fist into his ass. Tonight, we were going right to the toys. I pulled out my Dog Dildo from Hankeys Toys. It’s the large size, and Joe has taken it up to the knot before. Tonight, I wanted to see his ass swallow the knot too. After lubing up the dildo, I moved it around his ass, focusing on his crack and hole. I’d let it slide down from under his balls so that it brushed over his hole, making him shiver. His hole was needy tonight, and I was going to keep it well-used. I added some more lube to it and poked at his hole, letting just the tip go into his hole. This toy has an interesting tip, with a small initial entry point, then a larger one right after that. Then, it goes back to a more “normal” size before growing down to the knot. While I was teasing him and had inserted a small amount in his ass, Joe rocked forward on the sling and took a good bit more of the toy in his ass. I slowly pushed more and more, until he had it in all the way to the knot. I pulled it back some to add lube around the knot. Joe took a good hit of poppers, and I started to work the rest of the dildo into his ass. It was so sexy to see the hair around his hole as it clung to the toy. I got a bit more of it into him, but he couldn’t get past the knot. We decided to take a break from the sling and smoke some. We sat on the bed facing each other. Joe had his back against the wall, and his legs propped up and spread, showing off his beautiful hole. I packed the pipe, Joe torched it, and we started blowing some awesome clouds. I was stroking and prodding Joe’s hole while we did this to keep him open and available. It was time to get Joe back in the sling. Before bringing the Dog back, I played in his hole with my fingers, stretching open his slit. Using fingers from both hands, I’d spread his hole open, then let it relax back. Joe was moaning and groaning from this since he really likes having his hole made into a gape. Now, I lubed up the dildo again and slowly inserted it into Joe’s eager ass. It slid in up the knot easily. The knot was well-lubed and ready to go in. Joe did some poppers, and I applied some pressure to the dildo. Joe raised his right leg a little and his ass ate the knot, with it popping into his hole. The great thing about the Dog is that sucking in the knot means that you get several more inches of depth, too, so the dildo had moved into his colon. Joe’s ass can take some really wide toys, so getting this in past the knot was more about getting past his second hole. I saw Joe’s eyes widen with surprise when the toy slipped inside. The best thing to do was to let it rest there for a while so that he could get used to the feeling of width and depth combined. Still, I couldn’t resist the occasional tap on the dildo, which sent vibrations up through his ass. His hole was stretched around the base of the dildo, and I’d run my fingers around and through the hair at his entrance. Since I’ve ridden the Dog many times, I knew what it felt like to be penetrated deep while being opened wide. One of my favorite things to do is to slowly turn it while it’s inside me. The bulge from the knot is more horizontal, so twisting it inside brings a whole new range of sensations. Minor twisting movements create major feelings inside, so I went easy on him. We played this way for a while. I’d twist the dildo and sometimes pull it back so that the knot would threaten to come back out. Joe’s cock was leaking precum which I gladly scooped into my mouth. If I twisted the toy while his cock was in my mouth, I’d be rewarded with a spurt of tasty juices, which we both enjoyed. After a while, Joe told me that wanted to move the knot back out and try to take it again. I applied more lube around his hole, and he took some deep hits of poppers. I started to back the toy out of his ass, and he was loving the feelings. Once the knot was about halfway out, the rest of the toy started to slide out, but I caught it and, looking deep into Joe’s sexy eyes, plunged it back in past the knot. His cock shot a ton of precum with this action. I licked it off his hairy belly and bush. Joe then asked to have it taken all the way out. This time, after getting past the knot, I let the toy come all the way out. His hole was gaped open and leaking lube. The look of triumph on Joe’s face told me how much he enjoyed riding the Dog. Joe slipped his cock back inside his soaking jock, and I helped him out of the sling.

Pt.9 I found myself trapped, lying on the ground on my side with my ankles tied together and my hands tied behind my back. The apprentice was holding the long-handled wrench again… which did not make me feel comfortable. Sitting on the ground behind me, he leaned into my ear and said, “Tell me that you are a filthy slut and how you want to be my whore”. I said nothing. Reaching to my ass, he parted the cheeks with one hand and pressed the rounded end of the thick wrench handle to my hole… putting a little pressure. “Tell me how much you want it”, he said, a hard note in his voice. This time, before I had a chance to decide whether to answer or not, he rammed the handle into my ass. He left it in there. This sinister boy now lay down alongside my naked back… one hand slightly jiggling the wrench handle inside me and his face close behind my neck so I could feel him breathing. “I need to know…” he said quietly, “how badly you want to be my whore. I already saw what a slut for cock you are, letting Mike fuck you that way. I think you want more. Tell me.” As he was speaking, he started pushing the wrench handle deeper into me. Not in the steady calm way that Mike fucked me; he just pushed it in carelessly. At a certain point of penetration, it hit something that hurt, and I yelled. Instead of pulling it back, he actually laughed out loud and held it there, firmly… right on that point of pain. “I didn’t hear you”, he said. “Tell me you are a slut.” I gave in and said, “Yeah, I’m a slut”. I suppose it was true, after this morning! “Good daddy”, he said without any friendliness in his voice. “Now tell me that you want to be my whore”. I started to sense that this would never end… so, starting to speak, I began tentatively, “Um…” At which moment he pulled the wrench entirely out of my ass and pushed it right back in again… all the way up to that point where I yelled, again. Then he pulled it right out once more… but placed the end resting against my increasingly sore hole. “Pardon?” He said sarcastically. I decided to keep my mouth shut and not give him satisfaction or encouragement. This was a mistake… he plunged the wrench handle into my hole as deep as he could get it, then fucked it in and out a few times…. I nearly lost control of, no, I had no more control to lose, really, it was just such a crazy feeling and so uncomfortable, and getting more frightening. Pushing the handle back to the point where I squirmed with discomfort again, he leaned over my tied-up arms and bit my nipple. Just went right down on it and bit. The pain at both ends of my naked body tipped me over the edge, and I started blabbing, “I’m your slut. Make me your whore.” “No”, he said, letting go of my nipple. “You’re a FILTHY slut, and a DISGUSTING whore. Say it!” I gave up completely and just repeated his words. Whatever. He then dropped the wrench—but its long handle was still planted deep in my ass, stood up and walked around to stand in front of my face. He knelt down and picked my head up by the throat, saying, “Open”. I hesitated a second, and with his other hand, he slapped the side of my face hard. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his rock-hard Mike-replica cock into my face. There was no steady getting used to it now, as there had been with Mike… he just fucked my face roughly for a few minutes… then paused and pushed his dick deeper into my throat… he was holding the front of my neck with his hand, and as he felt his cock go down into it, he said “oh yeah!” At the same moment, I felt something weird… it took me a moment to realise that he was pissing. With my hands and feet tied and the crazy kid holding my throat with his cock down inside it, there wasn’t much I could do… and I had this weird warm feeling that was… hm, suddenly great. I felt inexplicably turned on, but my eyes felt they would pop out with the stress and just as I suddenly thought I needed to breathe, he pulled his cock out. Not gracefully, just pulled it out and stood up, taking no account of how it felt for me. Weirdly, after this last punishment to my body, face, and throat, and with the big handle of some kind of plumber’s tool rammed up my ass, my cock had got hard again. The kid looked at my erection, laughed and said, “I knew you loved it. You’re mine, now, slut.” The next bit was probably the climax of it all for the crazy apprentice kid… but I don’t really remember much, it’s a blur. He pulled the tool out of my ass - again without any consideration, knelt down and plunged his cock in balls deep. Fortunately, it was wet from just deep-throating me and pissing down my neck. All I remember is the fiercest, roughest, pounding I’ve ever experienced. It went on for a while, but not too long, maybe 5 minutes. My mind drifted away, almost as though I was with the trees, looking down from above. He fucked like a jackhammer, or a wild animal, deep and hard, out of control, until finally, with a series of huge shouts and his dick rammed further into me than I thought was possible, he unloaded his raging twink cum. Strangely, he fell on me, with his cock still inside, put his arms around my chest and held me hard to his hot sweaty body. And he just stayed there. Not sure what was going on, I stayed as still as possible while he hugged me, lying on top of my tied-up naked body. Eventually, I noticed his breathing getting slower and heavier and had the realisation: damn - he was asleep!

Chapter 6: Twinks, Aloha Style As the plane soared over the ocean towards the mid-Pacific island paradise, Ricky engaged in a conversation with the woman across the aisle on the other side. She proved to be an executive of a Honolulu-based tour company which offered Hawaiian immersion experiences to visitors, especially those coming to the islands for the first time. She passed Ricky a brochure and a paper which proved to be a detailed questionnaire. “I never travel without a few of these handy, and you just proved why,” she said with a smile. “Do the questionnaire carefully, and you’ll get some point scores which will direct you towards some of our experiences that best suit your interests. Our packages are sold by hotels and resorts on all the islands.” He thanked her and he and Dylan set to work. After about thirty minutes of work (and a few good-natured disagreements), they determined that both of them were most interested in Scenic Beauty, and Dylan had Active Sports and Hawaiian Culture as his second and third choices, while Ricky had the same two in reverse. “Hah!” Dylan snorted. “As if your favourite active sport is going to be in a tour brochure!” “Like you’re not just as bad, especially when you’re passive – I mean, not really active!” It was at this point that a grinning Alan put in his two cents worth, since the movie he’d selected on the inflight entertainment had turned out to be a total dud. “I have Sunday off, no meetings, so let’s make that a day to go to the Polynesian Cultural Centre. I always enjoy that place and learn new things every time I go.” They agreed to that. Then Dylan asked, “Alan, choice between the Volcanoes Tour on the Big Island or the Bike Ride down the volcano in Maui – which one would you recommend?” “Do both,” he answered promptly. “Two separate days, say Friday and then Monday or Tuesday, since they both involve flights to other islands.” “What about Kauai? It looks totally gorgeous,” Ricky put in. “It is, but to me Kauai is a whole experience to itself. I’d go there for a full week any time.” “Lotsa young cuties, huh?” Dylan’s smart-ass remark brought another chuckle from Alan. “Let’s just say that it’s the one island I’ve been to in Hawaii where I really felt like I was off in another world altogether – completely separated from all the hassles of day-to-day life. We’ll go there soon for another trip.” “Okay, then, we’ll hit the tour desk at the hotel in the morning and book those three. And that still leaves a fair bit of time to explore Waikiki Beach, some restaurants, some shopping, lounging at the pool, the gay beach….” “And don’t forget that our section of the resort has its own exclusive pool,” Alan added. All three of them laughed. The tour company executive smiled discreetly. She knew how much money flowed into her company every year from LGBTQ travellers. Twilight was descending over the island and the lights of Honolulu twinkled in the dusk as the plane settled onto the runway, and then turned off to taxi to the terminal. In no time, they had gotten down to the arrivals level, claimed their baggage, and hired a limo to take them to their resort. Their huge corner suite included balconies on two sides, and the boys naturally wanted to go out for a first look. Below them, they could make out the tops of the palm trees and see the line of lighted towers stretching away in a broad arc to the east. They could see in the reflected light the gentle surf washing up on the beach below them. Somewhere down there, too, there came the sound of young voices hooting and hollering as they splashed around in the pool. “Wow,” Dylan said, “this is going to be incredible. Just from what we can see and hear right now, it’s putting me into a holiday mood.” Ricky just had to tease him. “Romantic holiday?” “Horny as hell holiday.” Both of them laughed as they came back inside, grabbing ass from each other. Alan looked at them and smiled indulgently. “You lads seem pretty eager to get busy. But I’m always tired and need a good night’s sleep after a day of air travel. I’m going to shower off and then go to sleep in here. You two can go ahead and play in the other room if you like.” With that, he went into the main bedroom and closed the door without latching it. “Thank you, daddy,” Ricky called after him as he went. “Well?” “Lead the way.” In seconds, the two of them were undressed and twined together on the sheets of the bed. Even as they grabbed at each other’s bodies and their hard cocks duelled between them, both of them were thinking of the older man in the other room – Ricky with real affection and Dylan with a mix of wonderment and puzzlement. “Ricky, is he for real? I just can’t believe that he’s letting you go fool around with other guys, and even encouraging you to do it. I know, you told me all about the sloppy seconds thing, but still….” Ricky smiled and shrugged, then dived down and sucked Dylan’s raging erection right down into his throat. “Aw, fuck. Maybe we’d better close the door first.” Ricky got up quickly, closed the door, and then dived right back down onto his target again. Forty minutes later, after each of them had planted his seed deep in the ass of the other, they collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep. Ricky awoke after several hours, sensing that something was missing. Looking around, he realized what it was. No Alan. Dylan was still out like a light, so Ricky got quietly out of bed, crossed the sitting room, and opened the door of the main bedroom. He turned down the covers and crawled into bed there, and as he pulled the covers over himself, an arm reached out to draw him nearer. “Mmm, that’s good,” a sleepy voice murmured. “Good night, daddy,” Ricky replied. He snuggled closer to the man in the bed as the arm squeezed him affectionately. The next morning, Ricky awoke and slowly realized that he felt like he needed to take a dump. But then he felt the solid mass in his hole moving deeper inside and knew that Alan had awoken first and sneaked a hard dick into his relaxed ass without waking him up instantly. “Good morning,” Ricky said, stretching his arms and yawning. “How’s my clever daddy this morning?” “Clever?” “Getting a head start on me so smoothly.” Alan laughed. “Well rested, and full of energy. And you’re full of something too, something wet and warm, and it feels great, as always. Ricky, it’s awesome, the way you’re always trying to make me happy by giving me what I love to enjoy.” “I’m glad to do it, because you’re giving me so much, Daddy.” “Here, I’ll pull out and you can roll over.” “Why?” “Because I really enjoy going face to face with my boy, kissing him as I’m fucking the sloppy wet ass he’s giving me, especially first thing in the morning like this.” Ricky laid down on his back and lifted his legs up – and suddenly the room was flooded with light. “What the… are we being filmed?” “No, the sun just came up and found the spot where I didn’t quite get the curtains closed all the way last night.” They both laughed, and then Alan entered his boy again, sinking slowly all the way in and then pressing lips eagerly to lips. Ricky’s arms went around Alan’s torso, his legs locked around Alan’s waist, and there they were, fully joined together again. “Mmm, when I get inside you and you’re so ready for me, I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.” “And I love the way it feels when you fuck me slowly while we take our time kissing each other.” “Well, then….” Alan resumed his slow, easy fucking motions as they kept kissing, swapping tongues, pressing their faces together in growing passion. Alan’s hard cock was stirring Ricky’s guts and rubbing his prostate, once again finding the exact spot that got Ricky fired up. As ever, it seemed too wonderful to end -- but on the other extreme it was going to end far too soon because it was going so perfectly. Alan’s strokes were getting faster and rougher, and the impacts on Ricky’s prostate more insistent, and they both knew that they were going to cum soon. Alan’s breathing was getting faster and harsher, and Ricky matched him, breath for breath. Alan began grunting, “Fuck… fuck… fuck….” under his breath, and Ricky squeezed his tool with his hole, forcing Alan to reach the peak. And then, just as Alan threw his head back to cry out that he was cumming, Ricky’s cock lifted up off his abs and launched a barrage of sperm rockets into the air, trailing drops of cum across his chest and abs as the fireworks kept exploding out of him. The contraction of his hole with the very first launch drove Alan into letting his sperm fly inside his boy’s ass, spurt after spurt and several more still. The contractions and pulsations as the two of them came, right together, kept their orgasms going on and on, jolt after jolt. But at last, the contractions ebbed away, and they both breathed again, loudly at first but gradually quieting. Alan’s arms lowered him again, gently down onto his boy’s taut young body as they stroked each other with light caresses. And time stood still. Ricky finally opened his eyes again and looked right into Alan’s beautiful blue eyes. “How does this happen, Daddy? How do we keep getting better and better together? Every time we do this, it always feels like a huge improvement over the last time.” “I know, my boy, and I don’t know why. I’m just treasuring this reality, that we both make it so amazing for each other.” They kissed gently for a few more minutes until they heard Dylan making some discreetly peremptory noises by shuffling things around in the living room. They both laughed and got out of bed to get the day going. The three of them enjoyed an awesome buffet breakfast on the hotel’s terrace restaurant, but then Alan had to go off to his first of a week-long string of business meetings. He said he would be back at about seven o’clock to take them to one of his favourite places for dinner. The boys decided to go to the tour desk first, and then do some exploring in the stores, and just walk around and get the feel of the resort and the whole area of Waikiki around it. By about one o’clock, they’d had enough of that and headed back to the suite to get changed for the pool. Then they took turns rubbing sunscreen into each other’s skin. Ricky grumbled. “I hate getting all this goop slathered all over me.” “Well, buddy, I don’t know about you, but I have no choice. I think it’s part of the genetic curse of the redheads – when I’m out in the sun, my skin goes white-white-white-white-white-third degree burn. Without the sunscreen, I’d be in the hospital before dinner time. And bring it with us when we go down, because I’m going to have to add more before the day is over.” “Is that any reason to sandpaper my skin off? You need to use a better body lotion on your hands, there, Dylan.” “Take it easy, Ricky, we’re not going to be able to go down to the pool if you don’t get that horse of yours under control and keep it in the stable.” “Is it my fault that you keep rubbing as close to my crotch as you can get?” Of course, they were both laughing as they finally headed for the elevator. Getting off at the second floor, they sauntered outside and found a nearly-deserted deck around the private pool for the deluxe wing. They established themselves on a couple of lounge chairs, and then began looking around for a server. Eventually they spotted him when he emerged from talking to a group seated in a shady alcove behind some palmettos. And he was quite a sight – tall, dark hair and eyes, a long lean body and legs, fitted shirt, and an appreciable bump in the front of his uniform shorts. The boys ordered drinks and lunch sandwiches from the menu. When the waiter returned with the food, he also brought the bill. Ricky took it and signed off, after marking in a generous tip. He made sure to mark their room number in extra large numbers, just in case. The day passed in a pleasant mix of sun, swimming, and short powernaps, with extra application of sunscreen after two hours, much more quietly and less suggestively than when they first put it on in the room. Around three, they flagged the waiter again to get some mai tais. This time, the bill came with two copies. One was the usual for Ricky to sign. The other was a half-printed one where the machine had run out of toner. On this one, the waiter had circled his name – “LEO” – and added a short note, “I’m off at 4:00.” Ricky read it, showed it to Dylan, and then both of them nodded as he handed the note and the signed bill back to Leo. At 3:50, they finished off their drinks, and headed for the exit to go back up to the suite, with Dylan giving Leo a clear wink as they passed him. Up in the suite, they tore off their swimsuits which were beginning to feel painfully cramped and started making out. Their cocks were getting big, hard, and dripping before the knock came on the door at 4:05. Ricky went over, looked through the viewer, and then opened it to admit Leo. By the time Ricky got the door closed, Leo was pressed against his back, grinding a firm cock into his ass crack while he struggled to turn around and face this hot guy. Nor did Dylan intend to get left out, as he came over and pressed in close to Leo, then reached down to pull the guy’s t-shirt up and over his head. Then he pulled the shorts down and found that Leo had no underwear on. Well, that explained why his bulge was so prominent under those shorts. They soon found out that Leo intended to be the one calling all the shots. He spun Ricky around, and said, “Get down there and suck my cock.” Ricky obediently went to his knees and set to work on Leo’s tool – eight inches long, with a wicked curve upwards. Leo then snapped at Dylan, “And you – eat my ass.” And there the two of them were, down on their knees, eating front and back of this hot stud and loving every minute of it. But Ricky really wanted to collect the guy’s load in his hole and was afraid he was going to get it in his throat instead. So he stood up, turned around, thrust his ass out and began rubbing the crack up and down over Leo’s head. “So that’s what you’re after. You need rubbers?” “Hell, no. Plant that thing in me bare.” Leo wrapped his arms around Ricky’s chest from behind, heaved him up off the floor and carried him over to the bed, where he flung the sexy twink face down. Instantly he leaped on top of Ricky, pressing his shoulders down and snapping, “Spread that ass.” In seconds, Leo had his face buried in between Ricky’s cheeks and was tonguing and sucking on the hole for all he was worth, while Dylan had gotten his face inside Leo’s ass again and was busy working on him. Leo knew Ricky was more than ready for his big tool, so he slid up and nudged the head in between Ricky’s cheeks until he found the knot. Then he planted it there and leaned on it, pressing down harder until the hole popped open and he was inside. Ricky groaned as Leo sank his long curving sword deeper into his boy ass. Then Dylan decided to try it on with Leo, but he’d no sooner gotten his cock planted in Leo’s crack than Leo reached back and swatted him away. “No chance, boy. I fuck. I don’t get fucked.” Dylan then came around to the front so he could slide his cock into Ricky’s mouth. After a minute or so of spit-roasting him like this, Leo got another idea. “Come on, boy, up and at ‘em. I want to fuck you out there.” He gestured towards the broad shady balcony. “Are you nuts? Everyone will see us out there!” “Actually, they won’t. No other balcony has a view of this one, and if we stay back under the overhang we’re not even visible from the ground. Come on, I love fucking ass outdoors.” “I sure hope you’re right.” “Listen, boy, I’ve fucked on this balcony a few times. Last time was this really hot daddy, and boy, did he ever get revved up by doing it outside. I fucked two loads into him, and he came right with me both times – and he wasn’t even yanking his tool.” “Okayyy….” Ricky did his best to sound like a naïve, scared boy, but inside he was exploding with glee at the thought of getting done out in the open. He slid the door open and led the way outside. Leo pushed him down over the lounger right by the door, and then mounted him again, entering his ass and sliding all the way in, then back out. It took him no time at all to get wound up to the point of no return. Outdoor fucking plainly turned Leo’s crank. “Fuck, kid, I’m ready to breed your tight little ass. Take my fucking load!” He jammed it in one last time and shot off into Ricky’s hot fuck tunnel. Then he snapped at Dylan, “Get down here on your back. Your turn now.” Dylan lay down rapidly alongside Ricky on the double lounger. It didn’t take long for Leo to enter him and begin pounding into him, and it only took five minutes or so before a second load blasted out of that curving dick and into Dylan’s quivering body. But still Dylan hadn’t cum, even though he was pulling hard on his dick. Ricky knew exactly what to do. “Dylan, cum inside me. Give me that hot load!” Dylan shifted over, rolled Ricky onto his back, pushed his cock into Ricky’s now-opened ass and began fucking at high speed. “Yeah, buddy,” Ricky gasped, “Let me have that load. Flood me!” Dylan hammered still harder, and then choked out the words, “Fucking cumming in your ass!” as his cock spasmed, shooting half a dozen distinct squirts of his man cream inside his buddy. “Damn, that was hot!” Leo groaned. “Come on, you guys, get me cleaned off.” Ricky dived onto his cock first, licking and washing it clean with his mouth, tasting that heavenly flavour of used cock and ass. Dylan quickly joined him. “Well, Leo, I wasn’t expecting to see you here!” Once more, Alan had come home sooner than expected. Suddenly, the light went on in Ricky’s head. “Daddy, you mean you’ve fucked with him before when you were here?” Alan laughed. “Actually, no. Leo, do you want to tell them or shall I?” Leo dropped his assumed arrogant top guy role and smiled sheepishly. “Alan was my daddy for a while, five years ago, when I first came to the west coast from New York.” Dylan jumped on that confession right away. “Aha! So that means you have been fucked, many times!” Leo blushed. “Uh-huh. You know how it works. Sloppy seconds and everything.” Alan smiled in his usual kind manner. “Would you like to join us for dinner?” Leo shook his head. “Thank you, but no. I have to get home to my boyfriend. He’ll get hot as hell when I tell him I bred two young guys, and he’ll be wanting to give me his load in my ass. I just play top here because so many of the guys who come here are bottoms, and it gets me laid and gets me the big tips.” Alan directed a quizzical look at him. “Sorry, I wasn’t angling for a tip when I said that.” Alan laughed. “Well, then, just call it a present – for old times’ sake.” So saying, he slipped Leo a pair of fifty-dollar bills. Leo hugged and thanked him, then kissed the boys goodbye, and thanked them for a “great fucking afternoon.” And after he left, Ricky commented that his last sentence was capable of being interpreted in more than one way. All three of them laughed. They had a splendid leisurely dinner on an outdoor terrace with tiki torches flaring and the sound of the ocean surf quietly lapping on the sand somewhere below them. An hour after they’d finished eating, the three of them were all in bed together again, letting Alan enjoy his favourite kind of sex – fucking two used and filled boy holes. By the third day of meetings, it was obvious to Alan that his hoped-for business deal was going off the rails and couldn’t be salvaged. He shrugged, smiled, courteously thanked the people he’d been negotiating with for their time, and spent the rest of the stay as a holiday, hanging out with the boys whenever they wanted, or letting them go on their own as they wished. When they all went together to the Polynesian Cultural Center, he refused to tell them anything about what they were going to see, hear, or experience. “Just listen closely to all the interpreters and their explanations. The place is like a living encyclopedia in full, blazing colour. Meet you back here at 5:00 for the luau dinner and the show.” At dinner, they had plenty of stories of the day to share with each other. Then came the spectacular stage show, ending with the climactic fire dances – and once again, they had a lot to talk over on the coach back to Waikiki. That was one night when all three of them just slept – it had been a long and full day. The day the boys went to Maui for the bike ride down the mountain, Ricky managed to collect a quick load in the washroom when they stopped for a snack break, letting one of the guys who escorted the bike tour give him a quick pump and dump. How appropriate that it was the guide who rode last in the party as the “Tail-End Charlie” who opened up his hole and bred him. On their day trip to the Big Island and the Hawaii Volcanoes National Park, the group were given a fair chunk of free time before the coach ride back to the Hilo airport. Dylan and Ricky used part of it to wander off down a little-used path through the forest until they found a secluded spot where Dylan could give Ricky a quick shot in the ass to keep him on top of his game. Fortunately, they finished just in time as the coach driver sounded his distinctive horn for the five-minute warning. As for Alan, he was enjoying long spells out at the pool. It was a nice change of pace for him from his normal life. Being a multi-millionaire meant that he was constantly in and out of meetings with people who helped him care for his money, or people who wanted to touch him for donations, and it was good for the soul to park all of that for a few days. Not to say that he was idle. The day the boys were in Maui, he managed to get Leo back up to the room after he’d finished his shift at the poolside bar. Leo had no objection at all to being bred again by his former daddy, who always did it with his own unique and memorable style. Leo also didn’t object when Alan sent him on his way with another “present.” At the end of the ten days, three satisfied and well-sexed guys sat down in the first-class cabin for the flight back to Los Angeles. They weren’t talking much, but all three of them displayed ear-to-ear grins which had some of the flight attendants wondering what made their holiday so special. The one attendant who was plainly gay just smiled discreetly to himself. He knew that “all fucked out” look, often having seen it on his own face in the mirror on a Monday morning. Dennis met them with the car at the airport, and they headed off towards WeHo. “Do you want to join us tonight again, Dylan?” Alan was, as ever, the model of courtesy and consideration. “Thanks very much, Alan. But I think I’d better not. Right back to work tomorrow, and I have the early shift.” “That’s quite all right. Some other time, perhaps. Both of us really enjoyed having you along on this trip.” This with a subtle wink. “We certainly did,” Ricky put in, grinning broadly at Dylan. Dennis stopped outside Dylan’s apartment, and he kissed both of the others goodbye. “Thanks again, Alan, this trip has been absolutely incredible.” “My pleasure, Dylan. We’ll see you soon.” After Alan and Ricky got back up to the penthouse, had a nightcap together, and then showered and got into bed, Ricky spoke up. “Alan, thank you so much for bringing Dylan along on that trip. That was so kind of you.” “My boy, they say kindness is my middle name.” This with a wry chuckle. “But this is the way I look at it. I’ve had some incredible luck, and I’ve made many of my own chances. Now I’m a lot more than just comfortably well off. But with great money comes great responsibility. I could use my wealth to make a lot of other people miserable. But let’s face it, there are far too many rich people like that around already. “I prefer to use what I have to express kindness and to help people, whether individuals or organizations. And I especially love to use my money to benefit the gay community. We gay people have got to have each other’s backs, Ricky, because there are so many people out there – so many – who will never have our backs at all. And that’s my mission in life – to have the backs of gay people in need.” Ricky thought about that for a long minute, and then kissed Alan. “It’s a great philosophy, Alan. And now I know why so many people speak of you with such respect and affection.” “Respect is always earned, Ricky. Remember that.” “And you’ve earned it in spades, Daddy. My kind, caring, thoughtful Daddy.” They rolled into each other’s arms in a warm and tender embrace. And Alan, surprising for him, found that he wasn’t too tired to give Ricky one more of his signature slow, hypnotic fucks and to breed him one more time before they settled down to sleep.

Part III “Do you like the way it’s making you feel extra slutty?” Alex continues to growl into my ear. I have to admit to myself that I have never felt so hungry for cock and I’ve barely had any. I pull off the cock I’m sucking “Yes, okay, I like it” “I knew it, now take a proper hit off the pipe” and a glass pipe is stuck between my lips. I know I shouldn’t, I’ve avoided this for so long, but here I am actually sucking in as the bulb is filled with smoke. I cough a bit and Alex encourage “Take another deep hit” and I do. I’m really fucking high in a way I have never really been before. My regrets about this are fading into the mist of my new voracious hunger. And I just ling on the cock inches from my face, really sucking it up and down, working my tongue as I’ve learned. “Oh fuck you cocksucker eat that fucking cock” It’s a really hard and solid 9 incher with a deliciously flared head I can feel on my tongue. My favorite kind. I’m giving this man the maximum effort. I feel fingers at my hole. Lubed up fingers and their feeling around the outside of my hole and then going in. It works it’s way in and is quickly followed by a second and a third while the man at my face has started to thrust his full length into my throat while I’m jacking two cocks. “Get the shard” I hear Luis bark” and in moments a different finger is going in deep but fuck this burns. I pull off the cock in my mouth “Ow that burns” “Shut up slut, it’ll take a second” and soon it does and replaced by a hunger to be fucked I can’t really describe well. It’s like my hole is screaming to be filled, to be fucked, to be raped and used. “Get him on the bed” and I’m being hoisted up and just tossed like a rag onto the bed belly down. “Get up on all fours whore” I hear and I do it as fast as I can, the sooner I am getting fucked the sooner this unbelievable thirst and hunger I’m experiencing will be quenched. A couple of the men get up on the bed and grab my head and one shoves another cock into my throat, this one even bigger than the last one. I also hear a knock on the door and more guys being let in “Yeah the hole is here, and our boy has just realized that he’s got a night of servicing everyone we throw at him ahead of him” I’m looking up and I see this amazing black guy I’ve noticed on the street before, about 50 or so, tall, handsome and he is sporting a cock that is for the ages, stroking it to full hardness. Just as a I notice him I feel a cock being forced into my ass. It’s nice and thick, and it’s not wasting anytime. “Alex said you’re experienced so I’m not spending time warming you up you fucking whore” and the cock is rammed full length into me and he begins to pummel me. “I’m going to cum” the man fucking my throat says and pulls off so just the tip of his cock is in my mouth. “Open that mouth and show all these men how much you love cum” And I open wide, sticking out my cum as he shoots a thick load onto it, my mustache, my nose and across my face. “Yeah you fucking cocksucker, you need to look like the cumslut whore you are” “Yeah paint that face” someone else encourages.

Wish I was there. You'd never be lonely for a hole again.

Late to the party - but yeah love waking up to a dick in my ass - wow. my husband used to come home and fuck me hard when I was sleeping. I would wake up sort of with cpap on haha.

I started barebacking occasionally because guys I wanted to fuck me asked to go raw and sometimes because actually while fucking guys would slip the condom off and I was too far gone to actually want to stop. However my actual decision to bareback full time was prompted by a hot guy who I’d hooked up with refusing to meet a second time unless I agreed to go raw. Once I’d made that deliberate decision- rather than the spontaneous horny heat of the moment ones - there was no going back.

I lay there feeling warm and wondering why it was about to happen again and I felt fingers on my pussy, my clit and then a warm tongue. He licked and tongue fucked me while rubbing my clit, I was moaning and thinking he is eating me out and he has to taste cum from last night and before I knew it I was cumming and I moaned and my pussy was flooded. He pulled off and I kept whimpering as he kissed his way up my stomach to my right Nip and sucked it and lightly bit it. I thought is he the one and while I was distracted his cock head pushed up in between my wet lips and slide in me and bottoms out I an make a deep moan and I felt really full. It did not seem like any of the three dicks I remember from last night but it was supper thick but not deep. He started to slowly pull out and then shove it back in and I felt his pubs against me and then slowly again and slammed it into be and this continued and then he started to go faster and I would loose my breath with each slam and then he would pull out. He stopped and held in me and pulled off my tit and kissed my neck and the worked up and kissed me on the lips again. He started to slip his tongue in me and we make out and he started deep fucking me and then while we were french kissing he gave a huge moan and bit my lip a little and shot his load into me. I almost came again but he pulled out and whispered that his time was up. There was a lamp on in the corner and I could see him get dressed in front of it. His body was really defined with huge pecks and a six pack. That thick dick of his was still rock hard and he put his clothes on and turned the lamp off and came back to the bed and whispered that he needed to go for now but he would be back a little later to put another load inside me. He could not see me but I know I had a look on my face like, really. Did he just say he would come back to put another load in me,, does he think that is what I want? Then the door opened and he traded spots with a shadow. Much taller than him and I thought, fuck is this David? I felt a hand rub up my leg and come to my used wet pussy and one finger slide in me and then two, now three fingers inside me. I started to moan and then he started finger fucking my cummy hole. He pulled his fingers out and brought them to my face and parted my lips with one hand and stuck them into my mouth and whispered clean them off. I have never done anything like that but I did what he said and Justin's cum tasted so good, sweet and thick. He pulled them out of my mouth and then slide them between my legs and into my wet pussy but this time with four fingers. It was really tight and he whispered open up slut. I thought, I am no slut. I have a boyfriend and I never asked for any of this. He finger fucked me more and before I new it with his for fingers in me I came hard for the second time. He again pulled them out and parted my lips with one hand and I thought fuck, he is not going to put them back in is he. He did just that, then whispered again but a bit louder and gruffer. Suck my fucking fingers slut and clean them off, I did what I was told and now he was being a little scary. Once I had sucked them clean he told me I was a good whore and then slapped my face with this long dick. It was no where as thick as Justin's but had to be 10-11" He again parted my lips and slide his cock in me. He was leaking precum and his cum did not taste like Justin's it was kinda strong and a bit sour. He then straddled me and began to fuck my mouth. I choked and gagged and after about five minutes he pulled out and did not say a word and then got between my legs and slide in, one long fast stroke and my insides felt like they were going to double over. He fucked me for about ten minutes and said that next time I better deep throat him and with that he spit on me and shoved his cock deep and I felt him pulsing and then he was done. He pulled out and said I was a better fuck the second time. Wow, so he had fucked me before. He had to be one of the four guys that I barely remember. It seemed to take him longer to get dressed. Maybe he wanted his big monster cock to go down. I was really glad it was over and thought hopefully I was done for the night. Then I realized why it was taking a long time, he was placing restraints on my ankles and wrist and heard a rope as my legs go pulled out and he rotated me around with another guy. Had someone been in there the entire time or did they slip in without me knowing? Suddenly my head was laying off the side of the bed and my legs were pulled forward toward my head so my pussy was fully exposed and my legs spread wide. The mean guys said that should work and he walked out and I could see the shadow of two guys walk in and thought where did the other guy go? Was this really how I was going to spend the rest of the night? I must have said that loud enough to be heard, I felt breath on my face and then lips against mine and a deep kiss and then a dick slipped into my wet pussy and began fucking me. He was not huge but he had a nice dick somewhat like my boyfriend. Shit I have a boyfriend and I am letting all these guys fuck and breed me. The guy kissing me tongued me and grabbed my nipple the left one and twisted it. It sent shock waves of pain through me and I must have tightened up my wet pussy and then I hard the guy fucking me grown and plant his cum in me. He kept his dick in me till he softened and then he slowly pulled out. I felt him rub his finger along my slit and shove into me. The guy kissing me broke his kiss and I took a deep breath as another dick slide into me. This one was rock yard and supper thick. He long dicked me and from what it seemed had to have nine inches. I started to cum and as I did the guy who had been kissing me slapped my tits and as I moaned and gasped she shoved his dick down my throat. I lost my breath and I could not think. He held it there for the longest time and then slowly pulled out and shove it back in and I caught a little air and he did that three to four more times and I passed out on his big dick. It must have been hours and I came to. I was not tied up or restrained but I was naked under a sheet and covers and but it looked like the same room. In walks Justin and he said rise and shine beautiful. You had a big night last night. I pulled the covers up and make sure I was covered. He laughed, I have seen all of you babe and there is no need to be shy. He had a tray with breakfast on it and said he had plans for us today. I thought what the hell is going on, did I hook up with Justine and the rest of this was a really wild dream? Did Justin even know I had a boyfriend. I looked at Justin and his beautiful eyes and melted and he said eat up and take a shower and we can get started on our day. It was Sunday morning and I should be in Church or anywhere but in Justin's bed OMG I have no idea who I am anymore.

I can't decide if this is a legitimate request for perspective and knowledge or if it's bait to start what would very easily descend into a very heated argument over stigma and semantics. "Was it worth it?" Was what worth it? Are you asking about the initial transmission of HIV or are you asking if not seeking treatment and allowing HIV to progress unhindered to the point where an AIDS diagnosis is given? Either way, I know I personally wasn't gambling the pleasure of a particular situation against the risk of contracting HIV, and my decision to stop taking antiretroviral therapy was a conscious one made after much deliberation and with full understanding that AIDS was an inevitability if I continued to abstain from meds. It was three-and-a-half months after my 18th birthday that I started dating the man who, as I came to discover much later, intentionally gave me the virus without my knowledge. In the spring of 1993, having enlisted in the US Navy and tested into the nuclear program, I received a call back to MEPC to speak with the Chief Medical Officer, who relayed to me that my tests had come back positive for the HIV virus, and as such, my oath and enlistment were revoked. He told me I wasn't eligible to serve because active military personnel must be able to donate blood to other soldiers or to civilians in times of war. By the time I tracked down my (by then) ex-boyfriend, he had infected 11 other young men and had committed suicide rather than endure the pain of a slow death from AIDS complications. I was surreptitiously infected with HIV so long ago that I have lived more years with the virus than I'd lived without it. All of the important little psychological finishing touches that happen as adolescent males become mature into fully grown adults were shaped by the stigma and shame surrounding my diagnosis. Fast forward 25 years, past two failed suicide attempts and the deaths of most of the friends and acquaintances I'd known from back then. Perhaps you can understand the state of mind I was in when I decided one day to stop taking HIV meds and just let the virus do what it would until the end finally came. An end, I might mention, that I'd been anticipating for most of those 25 years, coming to terms time and time again with the eventual reality of a death much like the agonizing, humiliating one you describe in your post. When you've had that long to ponder such an end, even trying twice to beat Death to the punch, the concept of dying becomes much less frightening. Last January (2017), I had been off of all HIV medications for 4 years. An unfortunate run in with the flu motivated me to visit an Urgent Care, where they discovered my CD4 count was down to only 30. Soon thereafter I developed a case of thrush, which led to another visit with a doctor for the necessary prescription. Thiat time I walked out with an AIDS diagnosis on my medical record and a lengthy scolding from a particularly insightful Infectious Diseases specialist. I wasn't in any pain. I led a normal, active life and had no issues with mobility or cognition. I fed myself maybe too well and never had trouble drinking. Looking at me, no one would have considered it even possible that I had AIDS. But I did. It was in May of last year that I decided I wasn't ready anymore to let the virus have me. I wasn't done with life. There were things I still wanted to do. So I got back on meds and started to rebuild my immune system. It took me being vigilant in taking my medicine every single day for over 7 months to finally get my CD4 count back above the 200 cell threshold, even though the viral load immediately went undetectable. Was what worth it? Considering the fact that I'm no better or worse off today than that naive 19-year-old boy was back in 1993 when he was first diagnosed, I'm having trouble framing the context of your question. Has the stigma beat the shit out of my confidence and self-esteem over the past two-and-a-half decades? You bet your ass it has, at every turn and from every direction. Has the virus won? Not yet, that motherfucker hasn't. I control the virus now, not the other way around. And I'm past the point where ignorance and fear in other folks' reactions can bruise or batter my sense of self-worth. Those ugly flaws are now reflections of their value, not mine. I'm happy to educate and always forthcoming about my status with every potential sex partner I meet. I can't even pass up an oddly worded post in an online discussion forum without taking the time to address the topic of HIV/AIDS. ;-P