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Chapter 5 I woke up in a bed by myself in an underwear but it wasn’t mine. I looked around the room. I'm guessing this is the room that Keith and I will stay in because I recognize the stickers on his backpack. This must be his boxer brief. Next to the nightstand is a Gatorade and a note. “Hey Benny. I’m guessing you will wake up pretty soon bc we boofed a little bit too much from the three of us and that’s why you fell asleep. I can smell the cum on you and in carrying you in here. If you feel like freshening up, a towel is in the bathroom if you want to shower. Anything else you might need is under the sink. Here’s one of my jockstraps if you feel like putting it on or just come out naked and find us out back in the hot tub or in the garage. Stay hydrated, buddy” I looked over at the clock, it's 2am. I guess these guys really don't sleep. I wonder if they continued their fuck fest without me. I wouldn't be surprised if they did. As much as I love their cum in me. I think I'm gonna take a shower here and make room for more. I went into the bathroom and saw an iPad sitting on top of the toilet bowl. I picked it up and was going to use it to play some music if it was unlocked. Not only was it unlocked, but a video was paused. I hit play, and then I heard a somewhat familiar voice saying. “take another hit, boys. Deep breath, then hold it until I tell you to let go.” Then I saw Marc setting the iPad down in front of him and sitting on the bed next to Henrique. They each had their own popper, and they both are drooling, kind of, but their dicks sure are throbbing. “Keep going…keep going.” Both of them are still sniffing the poppers, and it’s been at least 15 seconds. “Hold it and make out with one another. Then, you can slowly let it out when you guys are making out. They turn facing one another, and both put their right hand behind the other’s head. Marc’s left hand was playing with Henrique’s beautiful right nipple, and Henrique had his fingers bunched together closely and was slowly penetrating Marc’s hole. Marc couldn’t help it but to stop making out and moaned. Henrique grabbed him by his hair and yank it down, then inserted his tongue back into his mouth, top down. Then there it is, Henrique’s hand disappeared and was all the way in Marc’s hole. I couldn’t tell whether Marc liked it or not but he could barely catch his breath. “Oh yeah Marc. How do you like your brother’s hand up in your ass.” “Ohhhhhh…hah ~......I…..I love it sir. Thank you” “Alright. I just parked, so I’m coming in. Both of you take a strong hit, just like the one before. They both grab poppers and start sniffing. Now when I come in, I wanna see Marc in a doggie position showing his ass to me. Henrique, do the same thing but I want your ass stacked on top or Marc. I wanna see both of your beautiful holes pointing toward the door when I come in. “Yes, Daddy,” they both said.” Henrique proceeded to pull his fist out as Marc moaned and moaned until his anal made a ‘pop’ sound. There it was. Marc’s rosebud again. They both took another hit of popper getting into their position for wherever they were taking orders from. Henrique slid his dick up and down Marc’s butt crack and slipped his dick head in mark occasionally. Henrique didn’t turn around to face the camera, but I could tell he was doing something. As the bedroom door opened and the familiar voice got louder, I heard the sound of something snapping. Then, all of a sudden, Marc had a 180-degree change in his behavior compared to how he had been a minute ago. Then I saw Marc raising his left arm and starting panting “Oh fuck.....oh fuck,Daddy. oh fuck......Please fuck my cunt. It’s been a few days. I really need fucked. Please breed my cunt. Marc said “Oh yeah baby…..your pussy is hungry isn’t it? Henrique. Rape your brother’s hole and show him no mercy. Put on a show for me” “Yes boss.” then the camera went dark. I’m guessing the iPad got put aside, but I could still hear the sound. There was one other short video so I tapped on it. Now it seems like iPad is in Marc’s hand. Henrique had a pigtail coming out of his ass and was on all fours deep throating the cock of the mysterious man sitting on a hair. The man's face was still not in the frame. Then the man pulled his legs up, exposing his hole and said “Now do that thing you do with Daddy’s hole Henrique. No one else does it the way you do” Henrique put his face in his ass as told then the man said “Oh fuck yeah….Is it how you get boy pussies ready for your dick?....oh….man, you are good. Now...Good enough. Stand up and turn around now” Henrique turned around, showing the camera the pigtail coming out of his hole and gave a loud moan when the man violently pull it out of his ass. The man hover over Henrique’s hole from top down, drip some lube on his hole then at a steady pace pushing his dick in Henrique’s hole inch by inch. “Is this what you wanted in your cunt? Daddy’s cock?” “uuuuhhhhh….Yeeeaaaas. Fuck me daddy” Henrique said in an uneven high pitch voice “How do you like watching your dominant brother getting fucked Marc? You didn’t know he was such a submissive bitch, did you? The guy who owns your ass now belongs entirely to me, taking my dick with his tight hole. Make sure you zoom in and get a good look at his slutty face. Henrique’s mouth was open but didn’t make any sound other than some occasional moan. When the camera backed up, the man spit on his dick and let his saliva slide down and into Henrique’s hole. He was holding a glass dildo that he lubed up hastily and started push it in Henrique’s hole. When it went in, Henrique’s dick was twitching and he let out the sound of ecstasy. Henrique’s cum shot past his head. Then finally, the men’s cock started pumping into Henrique’s ass. The sound of his balls hitting Henrique's ass grew louder. “Did you like that dick in your pussy?” “Yes” Henrique said “Yes what” “Yes sir. Please rape my hole and breed me” “Oh yes….here it comes, baby,” the man’s dick plunging into Henrique’s hole hard. His asshole looks great in the shot, too. After one minute of fast pounding and making Henrique moan like a bitch, he pulled out his dick “Oooohhhhhhhh uhhhhhhh fuck……I love your tight hole so much” he cum all over and around Henrique’s hole. He then used his dick to push as much of his cum toward Henrique’s hole and was fucking them in him when there was enough cum gathered. I love you, two cock hungry whores. I don’t know what I’ll do with you guys. “We can bring you…” Marc said, but the iPad died, so I didn’t hear what he was going to say. Who was the man? He dominated Henrique’s hole the way I wanted to. He fucked so good that even Henrique moaned like a bitch. I wonder what that’s like. I hop in the shower cold, hoping to cool my boner down bc I didn’t want to waste a load jacking off in this house. There were way better ways to unload in this house. While I was in the shower, I got so thirsty and drank most of the Gatorade After getting out of the shower and towel myself roughly dry, I started walking toward the living room with just my towel on. It was so fucking smoky everywhere, but it didn’t smell like anything bad. Normally smoke detector should be going off by now. In some parts of the house, I could barely see my own hand sticking out in front of me, hoping to avoid running into something. Where we were messing around in the middle of the room with the square couch bed now has a sling above it. It is a single chain sligh hanging from the ceiling in a triangle shape. It’s a pretty good one because now you can use the slide from any direction. They saw me walking toward them, and Keith said, “Come on, Ben…..this next line is yours.” I had no idea what am I running toward. When I got there, Marc said “hold this tube to your noses or slightly in your nose. Whatever you are comfortable with. When I said go I’m going to move from your left to right, you gonna have to move along with me at the same pace while sucking as hard as you can, ok? “Yeah, I think I got it.” My left hand was still holding my towel together, and my right hand was holding the tube in the ready position. “3….2….1…Go” Henrique took my towel off for me and said “I don’t think you need have this up in this house. I finished ⅔ of the line but not all. Before I was about to exhale, Henrique said “wait wait wait….come here and blow all the smoke on my dick slowly. As the smoke surrounded his dick, It’s unbelievable how hard his dick is. He pulled my chin up to make out with me. I whispered to him and said, “I saw a video of your hole getting wrecked. I loved it. The next time let me breed your hole. Henrique smiled. When I turned around, Keith just did a line himself and shotgun it to me. I got better at inhaling smoke from his mouth this time and passed it on Marc’s dick this time. We all did one more line then we moved to the hot tub outback. Marc gave everyone a gatorade and told everyone to stay hydrated. The cold gatorade tasted so good sitting in the hot tub. I chug mine down all at once. Keith didn’t want to get in the tub yet so he sat on the edge with his legs in the tub only so I took the seat in front of him and lean all the way back, feeling the jets massaging my lower back while the left side of my neck resting on Keith’s balls and his dick resting on my left shoulder. I turned my head to the left to give his dick a kiss. We got on the subject of talking about our childhood crush. I said “It’s kind of weird but I used to jo to my dad and uncle so much. They are identical twin so it’s hard to find one hot but not the other. They both are about 6’3 with a tennis player build. Muscular legs and arms. When they wear shorts and free balling, any shorts just naturally hug their dick and make out an impressive outline. I know I’m talking about my dad and uncle but I’d love to get fucked by one of them, I don’t even care which one. Unfortunately, I hardly saw Dad after he and Mom got divorced. I had not since my uncle at all since. I caught my dad jacking off to porn while sniffing popper once. I was so turned on that 3-4 strokes got me to cum. I shot the biggest load I’ve ever had. I’m pretty sure my cum dripped on the floor when I tried to rush back to my room bc my dad thought he heard something and was coming out to check what was going on. Keith's hands were rubbing my shoulder, then he slid both hands down and started playing with my nipples. It’s honestly not quite fair. Anyone who plays with my nipples is guaranteed to have full control of me because I just can’t resist how good they feel. Then Keith asked me “How are you feeling?”. Just as Keith asked, “everything started to spin but I didn’t feel like I was going to pass out or anything. Everything was spinning and I could not keep myself balanced. Next thing I knew, I was carried out of the hot tub, put on a ball gag, and my legs and arms tied to the sling. I muffle through the ball gag “what the fuck….What are you guys do…….?” I couldn’t finish my sentence when the popper towel was put in front of my face. Then I couldn't see them anymore. Marc, Keith, and Henrique all went and sat somewhere behind me, whispering something to each other. But I didn't have time to find out what they were setting me up for. I heard the front door open, and there were two people. After a few seconds, I finally recognized these two guys. They were Marc’s neighbors, Aaron and Jay. I saw them washing their car and doing yard work when I arrived earlier. Aaron is about 6'2, has even salt and pepper hair, and a charming smile. He's the more aggressive one of the two in bed, from what I've heard. Jay is about the same, but a lot more disciplined bc of he used to be in the military. They are both tops. Aaron had a 8in dick and Jay is 9 and the both can fuuuck. I remember Marc mentioned earlier in the day that both of them are tops so they are constantly on the hunt for new bottoms at all costs. They sometimes keep the bottoms in their basement for 2-3 days. Both of them walked through the front door fully nude with sandals on. One of them said “Hey boys. Nice work. We knew this new hole was gonna be tight and beautiful when we saw him drive up earlier. It was hard not to rip off his clothes then and fuck the shit out of him.” said Aaron They both had a devilish smile as they walked toward me. “Benny boy. We’re here to feed you, but first….we gotta make sure you stay put bc I heard I'll be your first admin ever. What a pleasure. Are you guys gonna help or just watch?” Aaron seemed like he could hardly contain his excitement. The next thing I knew, I was tied up to the poles with my legs and arms going in different directions. I cannot move at all. “Don't worry. Just wanted to make sure you don't chicken out. As soon as you're high up in the cloud, we'll let put you back in the sling. I've been waiting for this all day.” The room is still spinning for me. I did not quite process anything Aaron said nor do I know what's going on. I see that Marc is setting up a camera that's facing bottom-up from the corner of the sling pole. That camera displays its images onto a TV screen toward the right of me. Keith is setting one up from the top down. Henrique pumped some lube deep in me. They feel like cum leaking out already. I tried so hard to comprehend everything, then all of a sudden am 9 an uncut dick came from behind. It's nearly hard, but not quite all the way yet. It was Jay, but at the time, I simply opened my mouth when I saw a dick. I didn't even try to figure out who was behind me. Whoever it was, I wanted to please and submit to their cock. Make it hard, milk it, and repeat as many times as they would let me. Not even a min later, I could feel Jay's uncut dick is hard as a rock. So hard when he slaps my face with it, it hurts. “Come on boy. All the way down your throat and make sure you make eye contact with me the whole time, understood?” said Jay “Yes Aaron “ then I heard Henrique said “ahh~ Good boy, Ben. Don't forget” Thays right. He said for the rest of the night I'll address everyone as sir, papi, or daddy. Anything else only if I get their permission somehow. Jay put on lube, then slowly slid his way in my throat again. The lube did help a lot. His balls could almost touch my nose. Jay is also doing one fine job playing with my nips. Sometimes hard, sometimes sensual. My nipples and my cock are so hard bc of him. Finally, Aaron asked, “Everyone ready?” On his command, everyone sort of circled up around me. I didn't know what was going, but Keith did, and he remembered that I do not like needles, so he asked me if I wanted to be blindfolded. I still thought we were all role-playing, so I nodded. He came back with a bandana and came back just in time before I could see what was in Aaron’s hand. It all happened so quickly that I don’t remember feeling it. All I knew was Keith put a double nostril popper inhaler up in my nose. I could feel Aaron’s thick mushroom head pressing firmly against my hole while he leaned forward from standing in between my legs to suck on my right nipple. Sometimes while I was trying not to let double nostril popper fry my mind and Aaron’s incredible nipple-sucking session, Jay gave me my first slam. As soon as Jay was done, the guys untied me from the poles so my body sank into the sling completely. Keith raised my arm up. I felt that sudden rush and could not catch my breath for a short while until Keith reminded me to take deep breaths. As soon as I took my deep breath, the body buzz felt a bit more manageable. However, when I took several deep breaths, it naturally relaxed my anus, which was exactly what Aaron was counting on. I barely caught up on my breath then I let out a loud moan bc not only did my muscle relaxed and my hole opened up and let Aaron’s dick in me before I was mentally prepared. He went all the way in, balls deep, then immediately started pumping. He’d pull his dick out just far enough that I thought he was going to pull it all the way out then he pumped dick back in me. I could feel every inch of his 8 inch dick thrusting back to me every time. Getting fucked felt so fucking good my eyes were rolling back and I was moaning uncontrollably. Jay quickly shut my mouth up by standing above my head and pumping his dick in my throat and both of his hands playing and pinching my nipples hard. Keith moved to the side and started sucking my dick, which was rock hard from the slam Jay gave me. Marc walks around all of us with another camera in his hand filming all of these with a hard on. “How’s that ass babe?” Jay asked. “Tight and warm. Nothing like those loose cum dump tweakers we’ve been fucking. Ohhhhh….ohhhh….my god.” I felt Aaron’s body tensing, his muscles flexing around me. He started thrusting at a quicker pace. “Ohhhhh….I’m about to….” Aaron groaned out as he held my ass tightly against his pelvis, making sure every wave of his cum shot as deep in me as he could. I could feel the warmth of his cum hitting inside my ass. “Yeah babe. Breed that pussy and fill it up with your cum.” Aaron’s eyes were wide open, and he shook a few times. Then he pulled out and switched spots with Jay. Come try it out yourself. “Lick my dick clean, bitch” he said. “Straddle over him with ass facing me” Aaron said to Keith. Keith continued to suck on my dick while I was sucking Aaron’s cum off his dick, and Aaron’s leaning forward, tongue fucking Keith, and stroking Keith’s cock. Jay aimed his dick at my hole and he said “I hope your pussy is ready for my dick. In one quick thrust, no lube, he went in deep, all the way in my ass. “Man…did you hear that sound when I pumped my dick in you boy. Sounds like I’m fucking a wet pussy. You have an amazing hole” I couldn’t make any verbal response because I was so high. “Spread your butt cheeks for me. Let me fuck that wet pussy” said Jay while playing with own nipples. His 9in dick is hitting my prostate for sure with every thrust. My prostate is my absolute weakness. After a few min of it, I scream out “I’m gonna cum,” and Keith responded, “Me, too,” as he breathed heavily. Aaron pull his dick out and guided Keith’s dick to my mouth and said. “Oh yeah….sluts. Cum in each other’s mouth and make sure not a single drop get wasted.” Keith and I moaned loudly and pushed our dicks in each other mouths, and unloaded everything we got. This was not Keith’s first load of the night but it was still so much. I almost could not swallow it all fast enough. Keith swallowed all of mine, and as he lifted his head up, Jay grabbed his head and shoved his face into his chest, and said, “Bite my nipple. Hard. Come on, bite it”. Shortly after that, Jay let out his primal scream, and tensed up as he fed his cum to my hole. I have no idea how much he cum but I knew it was a lot before cum was leaking out of my ass already after he unloaded. “That was amazing.” Aaron said “We’d stay for another load but our pups in the basement has been waiting for us all day. You know where to find us”. Jay and Aaron didn’t both putting their clothes back on and decided to wake back to their house nude. My hole feel so empty and I still am horny af. Marc is using his camera zooming in at my used fuckhole full of cum leaking out of it. I could see it on the TV. Meanwhile, I still had no idea that Henrique was in the other room monitoring the live stream, switching from camera to camera to satisfy their loyal followers.

I was strung out and full of regret. I had made the mistake of going out with friends, getting a little high and hitting the local bathouse "Club X" which had a slightly seedier reputation than our other one "the locker room". I met a hot hairy daddy, partied a little and ended up letting him and a few other guys bareback me until I was stretched out and full of cum. Technically any other guys. OK and also maybe I drank some piss too. I had only meant to get a blowjob or maybe fuck a hot guy. And eat a little ass too. Bareback was never on the menu until I partied just a tiny bit then I became a dirty slut pig who fucks with anyone. Thats how I wound up at the std clinic full of shame. There was one other guy in the waiting room with me who also looked strung out and shifty. He was a year or two older than me latino guy with a scruffy light beard in sweatpants a t shirt and flip flops definetely loooked like he had had just as much fun as me. I wonder if he barebacked too? I guese I still had a little piggy in me. The nurse an older guy with a grey beard but fit called me back andput me in a room with two big chairs that you could rest back and stuff and told me to wait for the doctor. The doctor came in and he was hot as fuck, hairy everywhere thick muscles light beard tan skin with blue eyes. "I guess you had a little too much fun last night" He said. "Yeah I just need some tests and meds and Ill go". "No Im the doctor and I will tell you what to do , first take off your pants underwear and shirt and put on this gown" Fuck! I had forgotten I was still wearing my nasty pig yellow jock already stained with piss and cum. "I'm not sure I want to" " I need to give you IV theres some nasy bugs going around so you have to be in proper attire" That didnt sound totally legit but he was the doctor. I took of my clothes and he put them in a plastic bag. "Underwear too." I gave it to him. I looked me straight in the eye took a big sniff of them and then put them in his back pocket. Holy fuck! he gave me a paper gown to wear that was completely open in the back and only came down to my balls in the front and put me in the chair. He started and IV and then plugged it into a saline bag and a connected pale yellow bag that had some vitamins and stuff in it to make me feel better. Then he left me. I did start to feel better. ANd that made me feel hornier. This doctor seemed like a perve so I was down for wherever this was going. The nurse opened the door andled the other young guy into the room. "Sorry you have to share this room. Take off your clothes and get into this gown. " The guy looked embarrased but pulled off his shirt. When he pulled down pus pants i could see an "addicted" jockstrap black yellow that he tried to cover. "Underwear too, We will need to do piss test and a full exam". He glanced reluctantly at me and pulled them off. The nurse put his clothes in a plastic bag again except for the jock which went in his pocket. The paper gown looked even tighter on him and did nothing to cover his ass which was pretty red as if it had been slapped alot. The nurse fixed his IV and went out with both our clothes. As we got hydrated we both started to be more relaxed. "Did you hit the Locker Room last night" The other guy asked. "No Club X" "too bad the locker room was so nasty last night, if you like bareback" "Fuck yeah but club X has more piss". Guess we were both loosening up. " Maybe we can hangout and see who has the nastiest stores" What the hell I was verse and this bottom slut looked hot."Names Bob" "I'm luke" Plus we were both getting checked for stds so it would be safe, safeish, whatever. "Sounds fun." After the IV i was feeling real good and also like i had to piss bad but trying not to show it. The Bob was jiggling his leg making his cock bounce (semi hard) indicating that he had to piss too. The nurse came back in with two small cups. He unhooked our IV's "OK boys time for your piss test." " I don't think i can piss with an audience" Bob said. "OK Luke can you help us then. You hold the piss cup" "OK" This was weird but I felt much better and hornier. Bob got up and put his dick in the cup I was holding. The nurse came around the side and took bobs dick in one hand. "Ok now just relack and let loose when I tell you" Then he immediatly shoved two fingers deep in bobs ass. Piss shot out hard into the cup which filled up in a a few seconds. the nurse pointed Bobs dick straight at my face and said "dont drop that cup." I opened my mouth and started slurping down the hot piss that was going everywear. finally I just put my mouth over Bobs (uncut i just noticed) semi hard piss fountain and drank. Bob had definely been partying hard and it tasted rank i could barely swallow it all but I was trying. Fuck this was nasty! and Hot! "Ok bob your turn" . Bob grabbed the cup and smiled and opened his mouth. The nurse put his to fingers up my ass and didnt hit my prostate but must have known exactly where my bladder was cause I started pissing like crazy. Bob filled the cup and then sucked down maybe a gallon of my piss. I had been coming down but with Bobs piss and the IV if was fluing and feeling great! Bob started sucking my cock his pupils wide. "None of that" said the nurse and lightly slapped him. "The doctor needs to give you your injection and examine you. He made us get on our hands and knees in the wide chairs so our asses were wide and gaping into the middle of the room and left. "I wish you wouldt have stopped. "I'm so fucking horny but I guess these perverts have a protocol" "I winked at Bob" Hopefully it ends with us getting fucked like whores" "Fuck yeah" "Ive got loads of cum in my ass right now" I couldnt resist I got out of possition and started licking bobs sweet cumhole. Fuck he was loaded from the club last night. "Up on the chair I will get you wet for the doctor too" He went to town on my ass. I was so happy to be full of those cum loads cause Bob loved it." The doctor and nurse came back. He had a big srynge and needle. I had never pointed before but whatever the doctor said? Unfortunately it when in Bobs asscheck, and then mine. So not drugs. It hurt but also made me feel warm and horny. " Boys I have taken the liberty of enrollling you in an experimental program since you were both such sluts. This is a genetically engineered form of HIV that while it will make you a carrier will also make you immune to most STDs The more STDS you expose yourself to in the next few months the more immune you will get. So you need to get fucked by strangers as often as possible. It does have a few side effects, it may make you hornier, it will increase your sperm production, family members may become more attracted to you so maybe avoid family functions. Or whatever." "Have you taken it" "Of course" the nurse and doctor both pulled out huge dripping cocKs "In fact me and my dad are going to break you in so that you start the day full of cum" To be continued..

Chapter 2 we had gone to bed, and I had dozed off. I woke to the early morning light coming through a gap in the curtains. It was the first time I had actually slept with a guy. I looked over at Mike and he was still sleeping. I got up and decided to shower, as I had to sort my head . There were a million things swirling round, not least the fact that I had willingly taken a poz load in me. If what Mike had said was true I could be at risk. The hot water woke my mind a little. This was a one off, I had scratched the itch, and the chances were with just one load in me I was probably ok. I became aware of a movement and Mike joined me in the shower. He massaged my shoulders under the hot water, working down my back until he reached my buttocks. I involuntarily spread my legs and I felt Mike’s fingers work my hole. He moved closer and then I could feel his hard cock pushing at my entrance. It felt natural and I couldn’t help bending over, hands supporting me on the shower wall and Mike grabbed my hips as he slid his cock into me again. I lost myself in the feeling of him fucking me, no wonder Maria liked me fucking her arse I thought as I rode Mike’s thrusts. I wasn’t concentrating on whether Mike was close to cumming and before I refocused Mike was grunting. ‘Here’s your second load’ as he thrust once more, his strong arms holding my hips as I felt his cock pulse as he came in me again. I tired round and we kissed. ‘How’s that itch now?’ Mike asked. ‘Well and truly scratched’ . We finished showering. ‘you can now go back to your girl, but I have a feeling that you are going to be back for more …. And just so you know, I’m staying off meds for a while. Especially now I know your little kink’ An hour later I was at home waiting for Maria to return from her hen weekend. I would put last night down to experience and move on. Keep on the straight and narrow. Maria returned and life went back to normal for a week. The following Friday we decided to go to the gym together, I always liked looking at Maria’s ass in her Lycra. We did our workout and then went to our locker roomS to shower and change. This time, I couldn’t put my finger on it at first, but something was different. There were a few guys in varying states of undress, then it hit me. I realised I was actually checking out the guys. What was happening to me. There was one guy in particular, ripped and tattooed. My eyes dropped to look at his cock, and I must have been staring. There was a steel PA in a big mushroom head and his cock was semi erect. I felt myself getting hard and moved my towel to hide this. I noticed he had a scorpion tattoo as well, similar to Mike’s, but also a biohazard one on his hip. I knew what that meant. I must have been staring longer than I thought as when I lifted my head my eyes locked with tattoo man’s eyes, just for a brief second. It felt like this man could read my thoughts. He moved towards me. ‘ I’m Andy’ he said , and then lowered his voice ‘ and I guess you like?’ ‘Err Nathan’ I stammered’ err and yes. I’ve never seen a PA in real life before’ ‘come in the showers ‘ he whispered’ and you can take a closer look’ instinct took over and I just did as I was told. I sauntered into a cubicle, Andy right behind me. I turned and looked down . His cock was hard. And huge compared to mine. I reached out and started wanking him , and sank to my knees. I looked at his cock once more before taking him into my mouth. I decided I would let him cum in my mouth, that was safe enough. Andy had different ideas though. He lifted me up ‘turn’ he ordered. ‘ Be quiet , this is a straight gym so when my cock goes in don’t yelp’ . My natural submissiveness took over. Strong hands parted my legs and I could feel the steel pa pushing at my hole. ‘ I’m not on anything ‘I whispered ‘ and I’m neg’ . ‘It’s ok, don’t worry, I’m poz but I won’t cum in you, I guess you knew that though when you were eying my tarts’ ‘er yes I did’ ‘ and you still came in here to suck my poz cock. Mmm I think you like a bit of poz cock in secret don’t you’ Andy whispered as with a thrust he entered me. The immediate pain subsided as Andy started building a rhythm. ‘ you haven’t denied that so I’m guessing it’s true. You love poz cock. You’re letting me fuck you bare and you just love it’ I nodded ‘ you horny bastard , I’m going to give you what you really want, and that’s my poz load’ I stayed silent as Andy picked up his pace. I couldn’t help it. My cock brain had taken over ‘ yes. Please. Don’t pull out. Fuck it into me’ I hissed as Andy pounded my hole. It wasn’t long before Andy growled’ full poz load incoming’ as he gave a final thrust and held me in place as he shot his load filling me. We both slowed, gathering our breath before he slipped out of me. He unlocked the door and covertly left . I was showering again after being fucked. My mind went back to last weekend and I had strayed again after only a week. What was happening to me? I towelled myself dry, catching Andy’s eye again. ‘See you around champ’ he said as he left. I quickly dressed and left the locker room, meeting up with Maria outside. We got into our car to drive home, but my mind was elsewhere. All I could think of was how horny that fuck was. And how wrong…….. to be continued…

Pt. 10 Exhausted and shocked by the way this morning had played out, I decided to just lie there and rest… although it was weird being tied up face down with the apprentice asleep on my back, his cock still buried inside me. This was a strange new experience. After a while, I heard some clanking near the pump shed, Mike closing up his toolbox, and the sound of his boots heading this way. He called out, “Oi!” But I wasn’t sure whether to me or the mad kid. Anyway, the boy started to wake, groggily mumbling, “Huh?’, and rolling off me to one side. I was so covered in cum from the huge bath of it he had given me from his ass earlier that where our bodies had been in contact while he slept peeled apart with a strange sticky-glue feeling. I must smell disgusting. “Show us his cunt”, Mike said. The boy ripped his cock out of me—amazingly, it felt still half hard—and got up. Seeing that I was about to roll over, he sat on my back, facing towards my feet, and I felt his hands roughly pull apart my ass cheeks. “Mmmm, gaping”, he said, still sounding sleepy. Nothing happened for a minute or two, as he just held my ass open… I wondered what Mike was doing. Just standing there looking, or what? Until I felt a hard stream of hot piss on my backside. After a second of splashing over me (and presumably partly over the kid), he got it aimed right, and I felt it gurgle into my open hole. Despite myself, and the feeling of being abused, it turned me on, and I felt my stupid cock starting to get hard against the grass under me. When the hard, high-pressure stream of piss stopped, I heard Mike zip up his pants. Speaking normally, he said, “I don’t have a seal the right size with me. Have to come back tomorrow.” The thought of seeing them again tomorrow was difficult to process. I didn’t reply. The boy got up, and I turned over to look at Mike, who glanced at my erection. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a knife - opened it, and reached down and cut the tie on my ankles. “Sit up, man”, he directed in his strong, calm way. As I pulled myself up a bit he reached the tie on my wrists and cut that as well. My body ached inside and out; I was naked except for my boots and covered in second-hand cum from who knows what guys, with piss leaking out of my ass. “Come on, we’ll be late.” Mike said to the apprentice, and they walked away towards their truck. As I got up and started stumbling after, towards the house, I heard them talking: Mike: “We should bring the Tradie’s Club out here next month, so you don’t have to take all the pounding on your own.” The kid laughed and said, “Yeah - that would be hot. I can use his messy hole after.” As I walked up the steps and looked back, I saw the boy throw his singlet and shorts in the back of the truck, and he climbed into the passenger seat naked. Farout. This young guy was just something else.

PART 5 “Good boy,” said Uncle Drew when I got to him. “You want me to fuck you again, don’t you?” I just nodded my head positively. “You don’t need to be shy,” he said. “Jeremiah, you are my nephew and I love you. I want to make love to you and plant my seed deep inside you. We will be connected forever, because I will always be a part of you. Every time you have sex with another man, you will remember that I was your first.” “It hurt back in the bedroom,” I said. “I know, but pain is a big part of all of this. Over time, you will only feel pleasure. But I like to be rough with my bottoms. And now you’re my favorite.” "For real?" “Come here, let me show you. I’m going to turn you into a first-class cumdump.” Uncle Drew slapped me so hard in the face that I fell to the floor. I was still kneeling, trying to get up, when he pulled me by my hair and stuck his dick in my mouth. He put it hard down my throat, and that made me gag. I tried to escape, because I couldn't breathe, but my uncle's hands were holding my head firmly. When he saw that I was going to try to grab him with my hands, Uncle Drew kicked me in the nuts. That hurt, but I couldn't scream because my mouth was too busy. “Do you think this is your choice?” he asked. “You lost your right to choose when you teased me, Jeremiah. Now you will be my slave. You can cry, scream, but this will stop when I want, and only then. Do you understand?” At that moment, he took his dick out of my mouth, so I could answer. “Yes, sir,” was all I could say. “Your life and your body belong to me now,” Uncle Drew kept saying. “You are a hot young man; my friends will pay good money to cum inside you. And you will love it, because they are all poz, just like me. Some of them even have full-blown AIDS.” I widened my eyes, remembering that I had a poz cock in my mouth. Uncle Drew laughed at my scared expression. “You said you liked my tattoos,” he continued. “The scorpion means I have a poisonous sting; the biohazard means I’m toxic. And now it’s time to put more of that charged load inside of you.” Uncle Drew made me stand up and pushed me towards the couch. He placed me with my head against the back part, on all fours, with my ass out. I thought he was going to rim my ass again, but I soon felt the glans of his cock in my hole. My uncle forced it and his dick entered me all at once; that made me scream and jump forward. “Relax, or the pain will be worse”, he said. He then started pumping slowly. It didn't hurt as much as the first time and the pleasure I was feeling was indescribable. He started pumping faster and faster and the sensation increased even more. As I felt horny, I started moaning loudly and asked him to fuck me harder. Uncle Drew started to growl loud and deep, and he did fuck me harder. When he was getting tired, instead of stopping, he started to thrust in a rhythmic and strong pace, giving several thrusts, taking almost all of his cock out of me and putting it in at once, up to his pubes. I kept on moaning like a whore; it felt so good. He then asked me to get off the couch and lay face down on it. Uncle Drew then thrust his dick back in, and every time his cock entered me, I felt my body jump, because of the force he put into the thrusts. “Do you like it when your uncle fucks you like that, Jeremiah?” he asked. “Yes, uncle, I love it.” He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, placing my back against his hairy chest. Uncle Drew started kissing and biting my neck as he fucked me. “You want it, don’t you?” he asked. “You want me to cum inside you.” I didn't answer anything. “Say it, I want to hear you asking for it,” he said. “I want it, uncle, I want you to cum inside me”, I gave in. “I want to feel your toxic spunk in my guts.” “That’s my good boy, I knew you were a dirty pig like me, it runs in the family.” I had to feel that man's cum in my ass again. He took my virginity and had to baptize my ass with his jizz, and that's what he did. Uncle Drew started to thrust harder and harder, squeezing my waist. I had wobbly legs as I started to moan louder, asking for that poz load. He started to scream as he was getting close and his cock started to throb very hard inside of me. I felt my ass heat up inside and that gave me a huge turn on, because I knew I had his seed in my guts. I don't know how he still had so much man juice inside him, since he had cum less than three hours before. Tired, Uncle Drew took a while to take his cock out of my ass, but I didn't complain, I just left it there, because it was giving me an amazing sensation. Little by little, he started to take his dick out and I lay down on the couch to rest. “You're learning fast,” Uncle Drew said. “You were born to be a cumdump, Jeremiah. I’m really proud of you." "Thanks Uncle." “Now let’s go to bed, it’s getting late and your training continues tomorrow.”

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.

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

Virginity and negativity going away at the same time. Yes. An incest pozzing creates a double, unbreakable, lifelasting bond! Or, if not family, it must happen by a person who's very very close to you! So they can guide you and help you become sexually free and active for life, allowing you to develop your true self and place in this world. Top/bottom/versatile, whatever.

I used to have a good number of Satyr's films (that I paid for) on a spare hard-drive. Their stuff was usually very hot (a few scenes don't land for me, a few where the bottom looked like he really WASN'T enjoying it, and a few where the performers felt they had to 'act' more - far more - than necessary, a turn-off) however, I got a kick out of the majority of their content, loved seeing these str8 (or supposedly str8) dudes find joy from having their holes stretched and taking cock... @Screamer420

One evening I went to an Amsterdam cruisebar which has a big cellar downstairs, it provides cubicles, some with gloryholes too. I waited till the bar was about to close and then looked for the many used condoms on the floor. and collected them. I got about 20 to 25 filled with a good load. I took them to me fuckbuddy for surprise and talked him into having then emptied in his ass. He got so nasty by the idea of this mixed loads in his ass he had me put it in. Later I fucked him in this pre-seeded ass. I remember getting so excited by it I took 2 condomss too and sucked both dry. The tought they could be toxicwell only made it better.

Chapter 3 – Joe takes it all, and so do I In Chapters 1 and 2, I tell about a session with my buddy Joe. We’ve fucked each other with dildos and are taking a break. Joe’s orange jockstrap, which contrasts nicely against his hairy and tanned body, is soaked from precum and, probably, some piss. We rehydrated, and I suggested we smoke some more. Joe thought it was time for another slam, so we drew up a point for each of us. Even spun, Joe is a gentle and caring admin. He inserted the point in my arm, saw the flash, and sent me flying. Then, he took care of his needs. We were both playing with each other’s cock and ass when Joe said that he wanted to suck my dick. He likes when I eat his ass while he sucks me, so we got into position. My cock was not hard, but Joe liked that he could get all of it, along with my balls, into his mouth. I loved seeing Joe’s hairy hole in front of me and dove in with my tongue. He sucked, I rimmed, and we both enjoyed the experience. My rimming had relaxed Joe’s hole so that it was showing a bit of a natural gape. I knew what I wanted to put up there now, so I told Joe to get his ass back in the sling. He got settled in, and I took a moment just to enjoy seeing this sexy man who was happy to share his body with me. I pulled out my Mr. Hankeys double dildo and held it up for Joe’s inspection and approval. This is the large size, so it doesn’t go too deep, but it is a wild stretch. Joe thought he could take it, so I lubed it up and started to work on his hole. One of the cocks on the dildo is longer than the other, so I started with that one, just inserting the tip into Joe’s hole. He was enjoying the ride on the single cock when I began to push in the well-lubed second one. Joe took some poppers and started to work the sling back and forth to control the penetration. The second cock went in when he rocked forward in the sling. Joe really seemed to like the feeling, so I made sure that it stayed in at least as deep as he had worked it. He was still swinging the sling back and forth, and the toy penetrated deeper on each of his forward movements. Eventually, I could see that his ass had swallowed the double dildo all the way to the base. Joe didn’t know how deep it was but had slowed down on the sling swinging and was now just mildly rocking it back and forth. I let it move in and out in small movements so that his ass would get accustomed to the invader. Joe reached down to feel around his ass and was surprised to find that the dildo was fully inserted inside him. He told me that he wanted to do some poppers and have me fuck his hole with some long strokes. He snorted the poppers, and I waited just a moment for them to hit hard and started on some longer strokes. Joe’s ass was opening nicely, and I was able to get going on some deep and long strokes. Joe was moaning and writhing in the sling with the wet spot on his jock growing. He pulled the jock aside to play with his cock and gather up some of the fluids leaking out of it. He put his fingers in his mouth to taste the juices while I continued to pound his ass with the dildo. He asked me to shove the toy in all the way and hold it there. Seeing his ass filled with this huge toy was a huge turn-on for me. I tapped on the base of the dildo, sending some shock waves up through his ass, and he moaned in pleasure. Joe reached back to feel the dildo and started to turn it in his ass. Since he was controlling the toy now, I stood up and sucked his dripping cock into my mouth. He had leaked out a lot of precum, and his dick tasted amazing. Joe was playing with the toy in his ass while I was sucking his when I tasted something a bit stronger. Joe fed me a little more chem piss while he continued to fuck his own ass with the fat dildo. Joe, always the great guest, suggested that we trade places and that he work over my ass. We swapped places, and he sat down in front of my ass. I could tell that my hole was gaping a bit and would be ready for most anything. This time, he pulled out the XXXL Atlas toy. This one has a great taper to it, and once it’s inside, it can stay there for a while. Joe lubed it up and started working my hole with it. He would put in a little bit more each time he pulled it back. Since this toy is thickest in the middle, once he got it past that point, it was easy going. Once he had it all the way in, he kept pressure on the base to ensure it stayed put. The fullness was indescribable. Joe just kept the toy in place while my ass got accustomed to the invader. “Poppers”, Joe said. I did a few deep hits, and he started to work the dildo in my ass. Feeling the fattest part ride through my ass was amazing. I’d ridden the toy solo a few times, but having a sexy man fuck my ass with it in the sling was even better than I could imagine. He was driving it back and forth in my ass, and I was in ecstasy. We got to a point where Joe was holding the dildo steady, and I used the sling to ride it. I could move back and forth but also position my body differently on the sling to get new sensations going through my ass. My cock was leaking furiously, and we were enjoying the sweet juices that it produced. I did a hit of poppers before fucking myself silly on the toy. Between the poppers and the T, my ass got pummeled like never before. I stopped the sling movements, and Joe just held onto the base of the dildo while it was deep in my ass. Taking a break, I put my arms behind my head and stared down at the stud who was at my ass. Joe’s eyes showed how fascinated he was with the dildo in my hole. I loved the sense of fullness and fulfillment at making this man so happy with my hole. Joe slowly extracted Atlas from my ass. Seeing my gape, he jumped up to get his phone to take a few pics. My ass was open and dripping lube. He massaged around my hole with his fingers, occasionally inserting some into me. Then, he shoved his lubed hand into my ass. With the lube and toy play, plus all the T in my body, he got in deep. I felt him prodding around inside me, working his way ever deeper into my ass. I felt him go through my second hole and enter my colon. He rested there for a moment, moving his fingers slightly in my deepest recesses. He again suggested some poppers for me, so I grabbed the bottle and took a few hits. Once they had taken effect, Joe pulled back a bit and entered through my second hole again. He was working his way deeper and deeper into me with each new thrust. I reached back and spread my ass open as wide as possible for his hand to explore my insides. Each new entry into my second hole let him get a little bit deeper than before. I slid my hands over to my hole and felt how deep he was inside me. Only a little bit of his arm was touchable before I reached his elbow. Damn, no one had ever been that deep in me before. Joe suggested that I fuck myself on his arm, so he pulled out and applied a good bit more lube to his arm and squirted some inside my ass. He entered up to mid-arm, and then I took some poppers. Once they hit, I started to work the sling back and forth, riding his arm. I spread my legs as wide as they could go and worked his hand inside my ass. I would pull back to get a great stretch and then sink his arm back down into my ass. Joe would flex his fingers and add a few twists, but he mostly let me control the activity. It felt great to be spun and riding his hairy arm. I could adjust myself in the sling to let the dildo hit different areas of my ass, and it was fucking incredible. A sexy, hairy stud was helping me fuck myself on a huge toy while we were both spun out of our minds. Joe slowly slid the dildo out of my ass, twisting it on the way out. He lubed up his arm and slid it back into my ass. He was able to get in almost all the way to his elbow. While he was past my second hole, he was clenching and releasing his hand, sending massive shock waves through my ass. He played in my hole like this for a while, sometimes pulling back to reenter my second hole. But, his hand never left my ass. I told him I wanted to do a hit of poppers and then ride his arm. I snorted some in each nostril and waited for the rush to hit. When it did, I reached down and spread my ass wide, and started rocking the sling back and forth. Fuck me, but this was amazing. With his arm stretching my hole and his fingers in my colon, I was feeling sensations that I never felt before. When I slowed down and looked at Joe, the sense of connection in our gazes was profound. We both knew we had gone to places we had never been before. The great news is that we also knew that this was just the start of a deeper and more intense relationship. Once the poppers had worn off and I slowed down the sling movement, Joe asked if I was ready for him to pull out of my ass. I nodded, and he slowly withdrew his arm from my ass. He took it slow, and it felt great as he worked his way out of my body. Once he was out, he fingered my gaping hole with both hands, just lightly delving into my hole. Then, he helped me out of the sling, and we collapsed in a heap on the bed.

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.

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.

As I drove to Mike’s house my mind was replaying our text message conversations ending with the most recent. We had met on a hookup site. It started as a bit of interest. I was 27 and getting married in 4 months to Maria, a nice girl outwardly but a bit of a devil between the sheets. She made it clear that she loved anal - possibly more than routine pussy sex and things were great between us. But I had an itch to scratch. I knew I liked cock as well and had had a brief fling with a guy before I had got engaged to Maria. That itch was still there. I wanted to suck another cock and take a bare cock in my arse one last time before I got hitched. I met Mike on the anonymous chat room and we seemed to click. He was mid forties , and from his pics , solidly built with a nice thick cock. I had explained over the five or six weeks we had been messaging I wanted a bareback fling with a guy and he said he was bareback only so that would work. I did my research and knew poz guys barebacked but that U=U. I didn’t want to pick up anything that might embarrass me. Mike admitted early on that he was undetectable and I said I was fine with that as I wasn’t taking prep - that would require too much explanation . It had come out in my fantasies and later in my texts to Mike that the fact he was poz and undetectable was a turn on for me, as was the fact I was neg and unprotected for him. We had set up the date, I would drive to his - there was an open offer to stay the night ‘bring your toothbrush if you want to stay over’ he had said - and Maria was on her hen weekend with her girlfriends. I knew she wouldn’t be disturbing me and I could finally scratch that itch ….. I knocked on the door and Mike let me in. ‘ Hi Nathan, come in, nice to meet at last’ Mike pulled me into him and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I let myself respond, immediately getting hard. I noticed Mike just had a bathrobe on, and could feel his cock stiffen too. ‘ come sit down , I just had some porn on the tv. I sat down looking at the big flat screen. There was a guy in a harness sucking one guys cock whilst being barebacked by another. I sat next to Mike as his robe opened. His cock sprang forward, a full 7 ins and thick, bigger than mine. ‘ you like?’ He asked. ‘Yes definitely ‘ I responded, grasping his cock and slowly wanking him. I saw his tattoo that he has on his abdomen, recognising it from the pics we had exchanged. It was a scorpion, but it was slightly different to how it had been, there was now a red tip to the tail sting. ‘you like my updated tatt?’ He asked ‘I did it especially for you’. I nodded, and kissed it as I leaned over to suck on mikes hard cock. I could taste his precum. I could feel Mike pulling up my t shirt and broke off from sucking his cock to quickly shrug off my jeans and boxers and t shirt. I settled down ion my knees in front of Mike and put his cock in my mouth again. ‘Good boy, we’ll scratch that itch tonight. Are you staying? ‘ I had already made up my mind. I nodded. ‘Toothbrush? ‘ I nodded again and saw Mike reach to my jeans and fish it out. ‘ I’ve a little admission to make Nathan, one I think you will enjoy. You know I said just to put a bit of spice in our fuck tonight, that I came off my meds three days ago , though it would still be safe?’ I nodded, Mike had asked me if I wanted him too just for a little buzz - he got out of me that i thought the fact he was poz was a turn on - ‘well in actual fact I knew early on that me being poz turned you on - so I’ve actually been off my meds for the six weeks we have been chatting. So I’m not undetectable anymore! ‘ My heart pounded, I knew I had to be careful but my cock stiffened at hearing Mike was no longer safe. ‘ Stand’ he ordered. ‘You’re hard, boy, I know you’re turned on but you don’t have to take my cock if you don’t want and I won’t cum in you if you don’t want- we don’t want you going back to your girlfriend all pozzed up like a faggot do we?’ I nodded again. ‘ok sit’ I sat down and Mike eased me forward before lifting my legs. ‘Close your eyes, just enjoy this bit’ I could feel his breath as he started to rim my hole. I had never been eaten out like this and could feel Mike’s tongue invade my hole. I kept my eyes shut to enjoy the sensations. I felt something cold ‘ just a bit of lube …in case….’ Mike whispered. I then felt something else. ‘Do you like that?’ I nodded again, presuming it was a slim sex toy in my bum. ‘ your toothbrush was the closest thing I could find, sorry’ . I thought that was a kink of Mike’s hence the instruction. mike adjusted his position and I could feel his cock at the entrance to my hole. I was conflicted, I was desperate for him to continue the pleasure and slide in, but he was poz. ‘Please’ I whispered. ‘Please stop?’ Mike asked. ‘No please put your cock in me I want it’ I whispered. In my mind I would ask him to pull out before he came. I didn’t want to be pozzed. mike adjusted and slid in to my well lubed hole and started building a rhythm. It felt like heaven. ‘I will pull out if you ask, cos if I cum in you you are likely to become poz, but you have to ask me to’ ‘ok ‘ I nodded, just feeling the pleasure. ‘ tell me when you’re nearly cumming’ I gave myself to feeling his cock pounding my hole. ‘Nearly there boy’ . The words swirled round the room but my itch needed to be fully scratched. ‘Please ….. stay in, cum in me, pleeese,’ I whispered. I needed to feel his cum in me. ‘ definitely…. Uuuhhh! ‘ Mike growled as he came hard in me. ‘ I knew you would want that’ Mike said as we has a post fuck cuddle. I could feel his load seeping out. My mind was still foggy. I needed to think what to do next ……. to be continued

I live some way out of town, on a farming property. I’m not the farmer, though, I have a town job - others in the family take care of stuff out on the place. One of the things I love most is the rare occasion I find myself home alone… I love the quiet, the big space of the view across the valley, the sense of calm, and being far away from other people for a period of time. Today was one of those days—the rest of the household is away for a week. I woke up naked in bed after a Saturday sleep-in and decided not to bother putting on any clothes (naturally). So good to have the house to myself. I opened up all the windows, as it was a nice summer morning. Made some tea and sat on the verandah for a while, just enjoying the peace with the cat, watching the horses grazing down the hill. I noticed that some of the plants on the verandah needed water, so I made a mental note to come back and fix them shortly. Heading back inside, I turned on some music. Since no one else was home, I turned it up loud so I could hear it everywhere. I tidied the kitchen a bit, then went out to the other side of the house to bring a bucket of water for the plants. Soon after, I was working my way down the row of plant pots on the front verandah, watering and enjoying the cool summer breeze on my naked ass. Another good thing about this place is you can hear a car or truck coming up the gravel road from quite a distance away, so there is plenty of time to pull on some pants if anyone comes in. Just as I was thinking that, I heard a tentative voice very close say “um… hey…?”. I spun around in surprise to find a slim young lad in tradies shorts and a singlet standing awkwardly on the verandah steps. There was a small truck parked in the drive, and I suddenly remembered that the plumber was coming to look at a problem with our water pump today. Damn, with my music so loud, I didn’t hear them drive in! Realising that the boy had already seen everything there is to see of me naked, and that I would have to walk the full length of the verandah anyway to go inside and get dressed, I said “Oh, sorry - forgot you guys were coming. I should put some clothes on”. Being polite, I guess, he just said, “No worries. Mike is around looking at the pump now—he asked me to let you know we’re here.” At this point, Mike walked around the side of the house and came towards us. He is a pretty decent guy, few words, just gets stuff done - mid-30s, strong and with a full ginger beard. Clearly, he saw that I was naked talking to his apprentice, but there was no outward reaction in his expression. At that moment, I became aware of two things: firstly, during the few moments I’d been talking with the boy, he had been looking mostly at my cock; secondly, given the attention, it was starting to get half-hard, lifting up a bit. Good grief. It’s so embarrassing, but there's nowhere to hide now. Mike, coming up to stand with us, said, “I can see the problem. Grab your boots, I’ll show you.” He glanced at my boots, right next to where he was standing on the step. Thinking this is foolish, but they’re kind of acting like nothing is wrong, and there’s almost no point putting pants on at this stage; I walked towards Mike and pulled the boots onto my bare feet. He was already heading off back around the side by the time I got down the steps, with the boy following a bit awkwardly close to me. As we turned the corner, his warm shoulder brushed mine. Mike was standing by the pump shed, which is about chest height, just to cover the water pump from the weather. He gestured down for me to look inside and said, “At the back, there’s a drip, so it’s losing pressure - just needs a new seal.” I had to crouch down to look inside where he was pointing. True enough, there was a small leak dripping. As I had my head down looking, he took a step back from looking over my shoulder. I turned my head and found myself face-to-face with an enormous cock, flopped out of his shorts. It had a drop of pre-cum on the end of it. I looked up at his face, and he just nodded, so I knew what to do…

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

It wasn't too long ago I had the everyday average Joe kind of life. Wife, two kids already in college, and fluffy had just kicked the bucket after holding on for twenty years...oh yeah and I was straight, at least I tried to be. The old lady couldn't have any more kids, didn't wanna put out, so I did what any red blooded man would do, I went out and I got some tail. Just so happens guys are easier than chicks. Maybe since it was my first few times really since I was a teen I was kind of naive, I didn't do it safe. Ever. I just figured what's the big deal, I'm a top and guys don't get pregnant, so it should be cool more or less. That was until I found out somehow one of these dudes I asked if he was sure he was neg, wasn't so neg after all and I was one of those tops who didn't have it so lucky to get twenty plus years of raw action and no HIV to show for it. So fuck it. I'm stealthing back. I think some...hell, I think MOST of these bottoms are itching to be a victim and just don't want to say their fucked up fantasy of a muscled daddy pinning them down spunking their insides full of tainted semen. I'll just take that little burden off their chest. I've got hundreds of stories...but maybe I'll settle for telling you my most recent. I had just gotten off an all-afternoon business meeting binge. The bane of the white collar executive. Yet, I was free and in an unfamiliar city. This one was a little less impressive than our usual, think it was Providence, Rhode Island. My dick was stiff. My mind was fixed one thing: filling hole. So like any decently clever traveler on new turf, I googled where to get off. "Megaplex, huh?" sounded filthy enough even as I said it, but I bet there were plenty of 'safe-only' teen boy holes and 'maybe just the tip bare' twenty somethings that were neg and ready to have seed planted in their soon to be cum filled boycunts. I was at the address and in the entrance area, before going in I noticed a video booth store and I took a step towards it, but I knew that'd be an adventure for another. Unloading in hole deep was what I needed now and I wanted some space to do it in. I had a room rented and a towel around my waist after changing out of my business suit in what seemed like seconds. My heart was racing already, my blood hot and pulsing in my veins. The scent of sex and the dark moving masculine forms in the dim light all added to my sense of the hunt, trapping willing prey sounds almost too easy I used to think...but it was trapping them for your own pleasures that they did not voluntarily ask for that was the true sport. That's when I saw him, sweet and young in all his sensual allure, a latino boy...such a sexual ethnicity...well-defined body, bubbled butt that was sticking out of just the top of his towel. He leaned against the corner of one of the hallways with some rooms, either cruising or uncertain how to approach. Probably both. I would enjoy taking him if he told me he was neg. My legs were already propelling me for the intercept... "Hi," I stopped dead in my tracks, the greeting came not from the boy but from someone who I had completely overlooked since he wasn't my type. I looked over to the guy, physically he could have been my brother we looked so similar, older guy in his late 30's maybe early 40's but he looked good for his age. Totally worked out bod, nice biceps, perfect chest, shaved smooth of any body hair (though I don't shave.) He had a sweet tanline I could just catch along his waist from the towel dangling a bit sideways at the hip. Blonde hair, slicked back with some long bangs over one of his blue (at least I thought) eyes. He was hot, but he was a daddy sort too. I prefer my hole young and unused, the men my age tend to already be knocked up or convincing liars. "Yeah?" I answered gruffly, glancing over at my latin breeding ground briefly. I didn't want to be rude, but wanted it to be quick. "Just, couldn't help but notice you," he said in a voice that totally broke the idea he could be a daddy top like me. I smirked at the words, "You see I just thought you seemed about the same age as me, and I haven't been here before but you didn't look like you were too familiar with the place either." "Oh?" He had my attention now, he sounded genuinely nervous, and he hadn't been there before? Maybe he was a late-bloomer, one of those guys who only fuck with guys after they finally come out late in life from some divorce. Mmm that would make his hole plenty neg and me plenty interested. "Did I guess wrong?" he asked, looking off to the side a bit, his blonde hair falling down onto his face softly dripping with wet probably from the steam rooms, "I haven't fooled around too much with guys, but think it'd be more comfortable with someone from a similar background." "Yeah, you married too?" I grinned impishly. "Divorced three years now," he replied with a somewhat abashed smile of his own, it was plain to see his hardon beneath the towel. I didn't have to look to the latino boy to know someone had either got him now before me or he moved on to see what else was going on. This new prospect was fun enough, his naivety was pretty easy to gauge. I'd be knocking his hole up before the end of an hour. "Got a room?" I inquired, always good to let them feel like they were in a familiar spot, easier to make them open their hole. "Yeah, this way," he said. Now my own bulge was showing, it wouldn't be long before he would see I had a 8.5 incher tucked away beneath the towel, and hopefully he didn't get scared off. I'd be stuffing this cock into him one way or another. "Oh fuck!" He gasped when I closed the door behind us after getting into his room, my towel had already come off and he was boggling at my thick member, slick with precum already. "You like?" I laughed a deep laugh, without waiting for his answer I gripped his boy-ish blonde hair and forced him down onto his knees on the cot and climbed on as well leaning back a bit while his mouth wrapped around my dick and slid slowly towards its base. The muffled moans were affirmation enough as I looked at the amazingly shapely ass he sported when his own towel came undone and fell to the bed and then slid to the floor. "I hope you like to get fucked boy," I groaned softly in pleasure as I spoke to him and tilted my head back. More enthusiastic sucking followed with the occassional, 'Mmhmm' afterwards. "Got condoms?" I questioned, "I'm ready to slide your ass onto my dick, I can tell you're not used to deep throating and I need more than half my cock wet." He looked around quickly, but it looked like all they put in here was some lube packets, forgot the condoms. "Damn," he swore, "don't wanna walk all the way up there for more, you don't have any?" "Nah man," I sighed, scratching my head feigning disappointment, "I would fuck you raw if I knew you were neg for sure and were cool with raw play." Now his blue eyes flickered in hesitation but also in impatient lustful hunger for being fucked and filled. "They had the rapid HIV testing earlier," he confessed finally, "I never cheated but figured why not. Gave a sheet saying I'm free and clear." He produced a piece of paper with today's date on it. BINGO! "Then what are we waiting for," gripped his waist and had him spun around facing the wall in an instant, his pert tight hole was in need of a fat cock like mine to loosen it up. Loose hole felt infinitely better than tight hole, everything was tight anyways to a cock this thick. One hand was forcefully pushing on the upper mid portion of his back to keep his head lowered and ass up closer to my cock for access and the other hand was guiding my head straight for his hole as I spit a nice glob of saliva onto that perfect little target where my cock needed to be inserted. "Mmm, wait how do I know you're neg?" I suppressed an annoyed huff as I looked at him with my intense green eyes that were probably seeming somewhat predatory at the moment. "I don't have a rapid HIV tester to go to right now, but I think since I didn't just go diving into you without asking status and what not, it's safe to bet," my logic was pretty good. If he had condoms or even just wasn't lazy to make a 7 minute trip to the front desk, perhaps I'd lose out on this raw opportunity, but that was all on him. He quickly acquiesced to the words and I could see and feel his muscles relax into submission. The pink hole was mine to corrupt. "Even though I'll let you fuck me raw," he said as I was already pressing him open and sliding in, "just...ah! Don't cum inside please." He was already writhing and moaning as I kept feeding that hungry orifice my cock meat. He slid back some lube to me, which I didn't mind using, wanted his hole raw and sore but not my cock, and this fucker was tight. He'd get ripped before the end. I mounted on top of him, a few inches off the bed now since he was face down and ass up but not flat on his stomach. Both hands were on the small of his back just plowing away. "Hot," came a voice from the door. I must've not closed it all the way. A small crowd of three guys were watching jealously as I plowed that fuck hole I knew I'd be breeding any minute. The one who had made the comment was the latino boy I wanted to stuff and fill earlier. Maybe he hadn't found the right daddy yet to knock his neg boy pussy up yet...and I could get a second-wind for that. "Close--" he moaned load after a well-timed slam to his hole came from me, followed by a quicker burst of ball slapping thrusts that made his hole ass shake from the force of my pounding, "--door!" He groaned as his hole opened more to save itself from being totally demolished from the barrage of cock that slid in and out of his ass at full speed. "I want everyone to know this hole belongs to me boy, you're giving it up and they are gonna now I've marked this territory," I growled, gripping another handful of his hair and yanking it so his face turned sideways to the left facing the direction of the on lookers which had grown to seven, and now people were pushing in trying to touch each other, jerking their selves off, and some even daring to reach for us though a few annoyed hands would bat theirs away if it obscured their view of the fuck scene. That cock hungry bottom bitch just moaned in ecstasy at being told he was going to be used and put on display. These New England Bottoms were always so pious even with the raw cock leaking pre-cum in their holes, and I loved turning these whores out to show their true colors. "Ahhhh! FUUUUCK!" I yelled, my hot load was pouring out in huge gushes, as I rammed into him again and again without losing any speed. "You're not going in me, right?" he managed to get out even as his head now pressed against the corner, the pillow the only buffer between him and having to bounce against the wall with each forceful thrust. My toxic load soaked his insides, but pulled out just as I could feel my cock getting ready to unleash a fifth wave of cum. The load was still sizeable coating his ass and some of his hole with my poison seed that was everywhere inside him, I wonder if he knew just how deep I had fucked my cum, not to mention the pre-cum which was a fuck ton just by itself. "Nah, man, relax," I assured him, when I finally could compose myself, I heard other guys cumming outside the room as they watched, either they jerked off or someone was sucking them off, "I have some self-control." He got up as he used a tentative finger to press into his hole. "Oh fuck, that's alot of cum on my ass," he breathed and I could hear how turned on he was, "and how much lube did you use? My hole feels drenched and full." "Can never have too much lube, you were really tight," I smirked, hole full of lube? I wondered if even he believed that. "You're really neg, right?" he asked again, as he pushed his hole open and a stream of liquid came spurting out, it wasn't white, my cum was clear, so he probably was still thinking it was in fact lube. I knew otherwise and I am certain some of those voyeurs did too. "Kinda late to ask now," I laughed mocking tossing my used towel that wiped off the juices from my cock onto his face and walked out.

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

It had been a long time since I'd been out to a club in rubber. I'd promised myself not to drink quite so much this time around, so with that in mind I thought I'd pace myself in case anything untoward should happen. I suppose wearing a short rubber chapsuit with a rubber thong and waders was suggesting stuff I probably would be too scared to give in to, but here I now was. Trying to not get drunk. A guy I'd been chatting on and off with was there. He seemed to be getting involved with most of the other men, but soon came over to where I was standing and exchanged small talk. He was wearing a short rubber surf suit and looked fucking beautiful, but after we exchanged pleasantries, I let him go on his way, further back into the club. Another hour or so had passed, and there I was, making my way around the sex area. Half prick-tease and half nervous, but my cock had stirred enough to be in the mood to join an encounter, so I started to eye up what was on offer. There he was again. Standing there. Drinking. Watching the guys wander about. I thought I'd try and see if he fancied jacking off at least, so I ventured closer to him. "Alright mate, see anything you like the look of?" I wanted to say "yeah, you" but batted it away as a "Yeah, a few things hehe". A mate of surfsuit joined us, believing we were about to get into it. He knelt down behind me and started to lick my hole. His tongue with the strip of the thong combined made me feel a bit hot and so I reached in to kiss Surfsuit while this was going on. "Mmmm" Surfsuit said "Good kisser aren't ya?" I blushed and smiled inwardly and took a blast of his poppers. Inhaling as much as Surfsuit did. By this time we were starting to explore each other more and I started working his rubbered crotch. "Want that, do yer?" I could only nod through the popper haze. He turned me around and pulled his cock out and started to teased my tongued hole. He was muttering into my ear as he also reached around and felt my hardening cock. "Yeah, you'd be a good addition to the team". I had a vague idea what he meant, but by now was too poppered up to really indulge into further conversation. "Open that arse up for me boy, you're ready". Again, through the haze, this was incredibly hot, and so then I started pulling my cheeks open wider for him to enter. "Yeah, nice hole lad. Bit tight, but that'll change" Fuck me, he was turning me on. I bent over and allowed him entry. Only brief flashes of "What the fuck am I doing?" going through my head. He started building up a rhythm, and there was no way I could just walk off while he was in me like this. Right now. It was ecstasy. He started to go faster, as I felt our union. This was the sluttiest I think I'd ever felt, and I was falling under the spell. Surfsuit stopped suddenly, and whispered into my ear "You're a dirty little rubberpig aren't yer? You do know that all the rubberpigs that sit on my cock end up converted, don't you?" I was panicking now. The sweat gushing and my cock straining. I was in no position to suddenly destroy this moment. It felt somewhat real. Like a union I never was aware of. As Surfsuit sped up, I heard him grunt and my arse became the recipient for his load. Fucking with a condom was fine, but to feel this guy's load in my hole was too much. My cock strained harder as he whispered again to me "I've been saving that load all week since you mentioned that you might come here. I've had my sight set on breeding you up. You're one of us now, pig. A brother. Welcome. Rejoice in your new existence". Then Surfsuit pulled me back up and pushed me down onto my knees and presented his cock for me to clean. As I got down to it, devouring his meat, he unzipped his suit slightly and there was the biohazard tattoo. My cock could not have got any harder by now, as he held my head down. Bobbing up and down on his cock with the tatt almost hypnotising me. "Good lad" He said. "Right, let's see about where your last neg load should go. I suggest up here", as he turned around and unzipped at his arse. I was beyond help at this point. Adrenalin of the encounter rushing through me. Caught up in the rapture of the encounter. Soon I was spasming my neg seed into his arse. It felt like a union. A connection. A circle. In the moment, I went to kiss him. The two of us were in each other now, regardless. "Man, it feels good taking the last neg load of a rubberpig, putting him on the road to brotherhood", he said, with a grin. As it all dawned on me, I started to worry in my mind that I'd done something deeply insane, yet the bugdad/ brother chat had won me, and my cock, over. No going back now. After that night, we continued to chat on and off. I felt a bit more kinship growing in me, gradually as I started to fall ill, yet feel indescribably horny. When I said this to him, he responded "Excellent, it has begun". It felt like I was in a cocoon of painkillers and wooziness and with these hard ons. I started looking and cruising more 'needs discussion' guys online, as I felt a weird kind of kinship grow within me. A few weeks later I was back at the club. I'd got myself my own surfsuit outfit, and felt more at home in that environment then I ever had. As that night went on, I too had begun to fuck randomly, now not needing to worry. As the gentleman who went down on my cock started to struggle slightly as I unzipped my suit to reveal my new biohazard tattoo, I revelled in this twisted new power as I came into his mouth, and welcomed a new brother. It's what the brotherhood does.

[think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/40-more-verbal-breedigs-xhQFuOL breeding like it should be!

my personal experience w truck stops is it's a good way to hook up w other frustrated guys being ignored by the truckers they came to cruise. it does seem like the best way to hook up w a trucker is to contact him online and make plans to meet altho i've never successfully done this. but i have hung out at truck stops and gotten plenty of non-trucker D so don't really feel like im missing anything.

I started having sex with men during the 80's at the height of AIDS. For my first few years I was only into oral and when I made the step to Anal I was a top and used condoms until I met my first bf. We didn't fuck until the 4th date and when we did there was no discussion of status or condoms as I just naturally bred him every time we fucked. When we broke up I went back to condoms and started to bottom myself but I craved raw cock and steadily was barebacking more and more as both a top and bottom. After being in a relationship never using condoms i missed raw so much. I was still scared of HIV and would often worry aftetr I fucked but the feeling and intimacy would not go away. Finally in 2007 I decided to test.....before instant tests....and as I was waiting for the results I kept thinking that if I tested poz it would liberate me.....I was right, the test was positive and all my anxieties were gone

For jerking, have you tried Albolene? I find that it’s personally superior than Aquafor, as it lasts longer and you don’t need to use very much. For anal, I prefer my ass pussy being eaten out liberally with spit… but in times of extra wide cocks, just a super small bit of Swiss Navy water based lube works awesome for initial entry. Once in all the way, my asspussy will get wet naturally.

I’ve been getting extra slutty over the last few months and have bending over to get fucked as much as possible. This past weekend was no exception. I’ve developed a rapport with a hung Indian guy that lives walking distance from me. He loves host and watch guys get fucked by big cocks and I like to get fucked bare by big cocks. It’s a win/win situation. lol he just texts me when he’s able to set up a group and I stop by. This past Saturday that happened and he had two black guys with huge cocks ready to plow my ass. I get ready and come over. I put on a racy jock strap, take a whiff of poppers and start easing the first big black cock deep into my cunt. It was probably a real 8-9 inches, tapered head but very thick at the base. Huge cock but I manage to take getting absolutely piston-fucked doggystyle for about 20-30 minutes almost nonstop. I could actually feel it going past my second ring and that is where he eventually dumped his load. The second cock wasn’t as big but still a good 7.5 inches and respectable in girth. He took over and fucked my doggystyle and missionary for over an hour. Have to say though that I had to tap out and didn’t let him breed me. He took too long and I had to go! lol the entire time the Indian guy was watching, egging the top on, and recording.

I was an Exec for my large company... mostly business casual, but sometimes I was meeting with other Senior execs from other companies and would do the suit/tie thing. I have a young otter fuck buddy who is hairy, 8" uncut and loves oral and fucking. He has a Daddy thing going on.... One day, he texted me and said he was HAF and would I like to play? I said I would pop by his place on my way home from work. His face LIT UP when I came in the front door that day. Suit and tie. He told me that Men at Play was his favourite studio at the time and while he enjoyed MAP flicks, most at that time were using rubbers. He asked if I would leave my shirt/tie/dress socks and dress shoes on while we fucked - of course we fucked raw. I could see he was turned on big time and I said 'of course'. While I stripped off my pants (and left my jock on), he ran into his room and I could hear him rustling around. A minute later he came out with a shirt/tie and dress socks/shoes. And his cock was already rock hard. Clearly, this was turning him on big time. Then he asked if he could film us fucking?? Again, I said sure. He proceeded to take his time that first 'executive' fuck session. We both have a copy of the video and the massive cum shot. He made sure to get some video of our shirts and our shoes. I talked dirty to him through the entire juicy fuck and he gave me a 3 day load that day. He didn't even stop fucking. He just stayed hard and loaded me up a second time within minutes. Wow.. this CLEARLY was a fantasy for him. We usually fucked every few weeks as time permitted. Every second or third time tho, I would dress up in suit/tie and suck his cock and let him video record us fucking. Great 'spanking' material for the days you can't find anyone ... lol. I looked at it as a fantasy that he enjoyed and whenever I dressed up in my 'Sunday clothes', he would always dump two loads. So, I was happy to play along.

I always wanted to be put in stocks like this, ass out available for all to fuck and breed, unseeing of who they were. There were stocks at a motel in Palm Springs but sadly I never stayed there. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/53124/breeding-slut-hole/

Heartbreak is inevitable. And a rite of passage. Glad you have moved beyond wallowing. Having had mine broken a few times, and broken a few myself, I'm offering free advice (worth its weight in gold) - DO get so attached going forward. Yes, heartbreak hurts, it hurts like death if the love was truly good, but it's worth it. Love is the best thing there is.

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

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.

Pt 6 After a moment of stillness, while we all rested in a weirdly intimate position, locked together by our cocks, Mike calmly withdrew his cock from my totally worn-out ass and stepped away. I could feel that nothing much leaked out, as his cum was still so deep inside. I slid out of the boy, my cock already going soft, covered in someone else’s cream, thinking I’d finally get to rest, but Mike pushed firmly down on my head, sending me to my knees behind the boy, who was still bent over against the shed. He said, “Eat it.” The boy just stood there bent over, his cute slim ass in front of my face, and I saw his hole twitch slightly… which I have to admit was inviting. I glanced at Mike, already putting his dick away in his shorts, then leaned forward to run my tongue upwards over his apprentice's hole, and it opened a bit outwards, the lips giving an invitation. I thought, whatever, fuck it, and pushed my face into the boy’s warm ass, between his cheeks, all wet and strongly smelling of cum—my mouth closed on his sweet young hole, and I pushed my tongue up into it. I heard Mike say, “Did he cum too quick for you?” and the boy replied, “Yeah, for sure. I was just getting into it.” Mike replied, in the tone of someone giving permission, “You can punish it. His ass can take more.” I thought… what? At that moment, the boy pushed his pussy outwards and released a huge belch of pure cum directly into my conveniently positioned, open mouth. Fuck, that was a bit unexpected! I leaned back in surprise as I realised firstly that this was indeed far, far more cum than just my load… and secondly that it was so much, it filled and overflowed my mouth. As I tried to swallow some of it, it was waterfalling down my chin. I love the taste of cum, but this was verging on grotesque. Just too much of the ripe taste and too much to swallow it all. As I was thinking to spit some of it out, the boy turned casually and pushed me backwards onto the grass. He kicked his shorts off, over his work boots, and stepped forward over my naked body, one foot on each side of me. Then he sat down on my face, hard, pushing his hole against my mouth, with his hairy balls blocking my nose. And he just sat there. I waited a moment and then tried to push him off… but despite being slim, he was in the stronger position, literally sitting on me. I couldn’t breathe, and my mouth was still full of cum. I swallowed as much of it as I could, but that didn’t help me to breath. Then, I felt him open his ass again and before I could close my mouth properly, he pushed another flood of cum into it—it felt like another huge amount, as much as the first time. Good grief—how many guys had fucked this boy this morning?! Unbelievable. He stood up abruptly, and remained standing over me, one boot on either side of my face. Finally able to breath through my nose, but with my mouth overflowing with cum, I had a moment of panic, as if I was drowning. I tried to breathe, spit, and swallow all at the same time, which resulted in ridiculous choking and snorting. The boy stepped away and I rolled over, groaning and spluttering, trying to wipe streams of sticky cum from my face but just spreading it around. Finally, I lay on the grass to rest, with my eyes closed. I thought ‘fuck, I have cum leaking out of my nose. How is that even possible?’

I have done it a few times. If I'm the bottom, I prefer triple pen to being fisted. its hit when acting as one of the tops.

collected 4 at the sauna last night

Oh I forgot to mention, I'm kinda vers and actually really turned on by tops whose cunt looks well-fucked. Most likely he took a few poz loads that day himself and that INCREASED danger thrill turns me on! As to sexy bottoms: I'm more turned on by verbal powerbottoms with a pretty, cut dick getting hard from being penetrated or even NUTTING without touching the dick, than with "I'm justa hole!" vanilla bottoms going ass-up and doing nothing more. Same though goes for boring tops who just screw from behind and are done with it... As 'they say': "It takes all kinds!" But just sharing my personal angle for entertainment purposes....

This is actually a great question. There wasn't just one, there were a few that help shaped me into the oral/anal cumdump I am today (in order of encounter, not ranked in any way): 1) My Latin friend Jack from high school. He was the first to wrestle me, pin my arms down and stick his dick in my mouth and have me swallow his load. Started fucking me a couple of weeks after. Lost touch of him after high school, but reunited by accident four years ago when he responded to an ad I had placed offering to suck cock. A beautiful start to a happy life, and will always have a special place in my heart. We "reunited" and hook up regularly now. 2) Doug - Met him on AOL, he was 55 and I was 29. Married and wasn't getting much sex at home and wanted to get his dick sucked. He worked close to my place and would swing by and fuck my face. He was a white guy, 8" and thick, huge mushroom head. He shot gobs of cum down my throat, one of the biggest shooters I've ever had. Sucked him off 2-3x a week for almost three years. He took a job across town and we lost touch. 3) Alonzo - Black guy I also met on AOL, 9" dick, I was 30 he was 50, recently divorced and looking for relief. He taught me everything I needed to know about pleasing a black man and what end of the dick I was on. Got me into small groups, he would bring friends over and not tell me in advance. Was a regular fuck bud (at least weekly) for about 9 years until I moved away. We still talk regularly and hook up annually. 4) Trey - He was a Latin fuck buddy I met online, we knew each other casually from seeing each other out at the bars but he was part of a different 'click' in town that didn't care for my 'click' but we met up anyways. The sex was awesome and we kept our "relationship" a secret from our 'clicks' for years. He wanted to try watersports and I kept saying no to him but one day he just pissed in my mouth as I was sucking him with no warning, and he awakened me to drinking piss. I drank gallons of his piss after that. Also lost touch with him after I moved away. 5) Edrice - Another black fuck buddy of mine. Monster 10x6 dick. Taught me how to take large dicks and taking dick hard and deep for a long long time. Boy did he have endurance when it came to fucking. Went on for about two years but then he got messed up in drugs and I wasn't part of that lifestyle so we lost touch. 6) Diego - Heavy set Latin guy. Met him on Craigslist, but we didn't seem to hit it off in the first few message exchanges and decided not to meet. He reached out to me again many months later out of the blue and we started emailing back and forth for another few weeks and he broke me down and talked me into meeting anonymously, with me blindfolded, door unlocked and waiting for him. Damn what an awesome fuck he was, big guy with a big dick. He'd pin me down with his weight and fuck the hell out of me, blow his load deep in my ass, pull out, dress up and leave, leaving me with my ass wrecked. I've never see him with my own eyes, we always fucked anon, but I'd know him the second he sticks his dick in my mouth. He's responsible for turning me onto anon sex. It ended when he met someone he wanted to date. 7) My older brother - All I can say here is damn, I've never been so addicted to a dick so fast as I am to his. Still ongoing, but not as regular since I've moved away. 😎 Manny - He's an ex-coworker of mine, multi-cummer with lots of endurance. Fucks my throat for hours and feeds me load after load. I've never met a multi-cummer who can come as much as he can. He can easily shoot at least 8 full loads before he starts to dribble. He lives in SoCal and I live in Vegas, but he loves to visit Vegas, and I still have friends and family in SoCal, so we make it a point to meet up EVERY chance we get. He's the guy who told me he should divorce his wife and marry my throat. I'm sure there's a few others but those are the most notable that helped shape me into who I am today.

Holy fucking shit! That story made me shoot my load in record time! Fucking hot!!

As I wait for my next 'client', I think about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy to whom he’s sold my cunt. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna be a doozy. Get some rest.” I guess you could say that this is all my fault. If I just hadn’t been so uppity. I guess I should go back to the first time. I had just turned 18, just graduated high school. I’m a blue-eyed, brown haired jock with a baseball player’s body that is naturally smooth. About 5’10” and 160 pounds of shredded muscle, thick legs, meaty pecs and arms, and an eight pack. I had been hitting the gym since middle school and still do because I really like sports. I was really excited about going to college in the fall; the only downside being that I would be away from my girlfriend. My girlfriend was hot! Captain of the cheerleading squad, tiny little waist, and 36Cs - just perfect. Anyway, I had lived with my Dad since I was about 8. My mom and he divorced and she had issues, so my Dad got me. We had always gotten along until my senior year in high school. We always fought about one thing or the other, and there was also something odd in his attitude toward me. I couldn’t figure it out. Well, until that day. My Dad and I had just had a fight a week earlier where I went off on this whole tirade about how I was 18 now and I was a man and he needed to treat as such. We went round and round, but I always came back to that same phrase – “I’m a man now! Just like you!” Boy, I wish I hadn’t said that. Well, the next Saturday, my Dad asked me if I would drop off a letter and duffel bag to one of his friends on my way to the gym. “All you have to do is take this over to his house, and he’ll give you something in return to bring back,” my Dad said. I told him I would, and as he handed me the duffel bag and letter, he had the sadistic grin I’ve learned to distrust, and he said, “Thanks, son, I really appreciate it.” I had no idea what I was heading into as I found the address on the envelop and typed it into my iPhone. Dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, I headed out the door and drove to my Dad's friend's house, which I found easily enough. Grabbing the duffel bag, I headed up to the door, rang the bell and a guy about my Dad’s age answered the door a few seconds later. He was about 6’ tall, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes. He was thick - not fat, but definitely not skinny, and not a muscle guy. Just thick and masculine. He wore some sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt that hung open, showing his hairy torso. He had clearly been doing some lawn work. I introduced myself saying “Hi, I’m Gary’s son. He told me to drop this off to you, and that you would have something for me.” The guy looked somewhat puzzled, repeating my line "“He said I would have something for you?” With that, he accepted the duffel bag and envelope, and opened up the letter and began scanning it, saying at the same time, “He told me he was sending you over to drop off some money he owed me, but he didn’t say anything about a—“ He abruptly stopped talking, clearly taken off guard by something he read in the letter. I just stood in the doorway and watched him, not exactly sure what was going on. He went over to the duffel bag that he had left on the counter and unzipped it, looked inside, and then looked back at me with a grin not unlike my father’s. He kind of sauntered over to me, nodding his head, and sizing me up. He clicked his tongue a few times as he closed the door behind me. I looked up at him, “Is everything alright? I need to get to the gym. You have something for my Dad or what?” “You’re not going to the gym today.” “What do you mean? Yes, I am!” I snapped back. “Do me a favor,” he baited. “Go look in that duffel bag.” I was confused, but wanted to put an end to this cryptic behavior. I walked over to the duffel bag, putting my Dad’s friend between myself and the door. I lifted the flap and almost pissed myself when I saw a bunch of sex toys of varying sizes and shapes. I was so stunned that I didn’t even notice my father’s buddy had come up behind me. His beefy arms hugged me forcefully from behind and I felt his scruff run like sandpaper over my ear as he whispered, “Those are going inside of you, boy.” Within one or two seconds of struggling, I knew that this guy had easily overpowered me, and so all I could muster was, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I’m talking about you being my cock socket for the afternoon,” he said and then licked up the side of my neck. It disgusted me, but it felt good, and I was even more confused. “Your Dad owes me money, and he’s paying with your holes.” And with that, one of his calloused hands went under my tank top and took my right nipple between its index finger and thumb and began rolling it around. I had never had my nips played with like that before, and I was overwhelmed by how good it felt. My cock started to stir, and I didn’t know what to do. “Just like a bitch to like her nips pinched,” he said and he tossed me toward the back of the couch. “Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, but I can’t do this, I’m straight,” I pleaded, perhaps just to remind myself. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he laughed. I started to get pissed, “I have a girlfriend!” “Oh, I’ve heard about your girlfriend, and that doesn’t prove shit. Listen, I’m owed a debt and I plan on collecting.” “Listen, if my Dad owes you money, he’ll pay you. This is just a misunderstanding, you don’t have to take it out on me.” The guy just laughed at me as he approached me with the letter that I had brought over. “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m not taking anything out on you. This is your father’s idea.” I couldn’t believe what he said. “You’re lying! My father would never do that!” “Oh really?” He grabbed me hard, tossing the letter on the couch. There was nothing he would do to me that I could fight. He was just too big, too aggressive, too manly. He spun me around, locking one hand around my throat and thrusting the other hand down the back of my shorts. He was obviously pleased that I was wearing a jock strap (I WAS planning on going to the gym), and explored my hairless cheeks and hole, not pushing in yet. Once again, my dick jumped. Without warning he forcefully bent me over the back of the couch so my face was in the cushions and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. “Read the fucking letter bitch boy while I eat your cunt.” And with that, he cupped a butt cheek in each of his hands, spreading my ass, and for the first time (but not the last) I felt a mouth lick, suck, and slurp at my smooth pink asshole. I had to get my bearings before I could read the letter. I mean, all these feelings were washing over my body. His mouth felt sensational but I was repulsed by the thought of being with another man, but it felt like the natural order of things to be submitting to this bigger, more manly guy. His tongue plunged into my ass and at first, my pucker would tighten around his tongue, not use to this slimy invasion. But soon, I was pushing out, trying to wrap more of my insides around his talented tongue. All of a sudden, he spit on my right ass cheek, rubbed it around, and open palm smacked my ass, “I said read the fucking letter, faggot!” Fuck, my ass stung! I howled out and whimpered, but what started as a stirring with my nipples getting tweaked turned instantly into a full-fledged boner. I forced myself to focus on the letter in front of my face. It read: Hey Buddy, I know I owe you $20 from that pool game the other night, but frankly, I just don’t feel like paying it. But I do want to make good on my debt so I’m giving you my son for the afternoon. I know how you lean, and I want you to teach him a lesson. He’s gotten pretty fucking lippy with me going on and on about how he’s a man now and wants to be treated like such. He’s a little priss-ass queer and you’re the guy to treat him the way a little faggot boy needs to be treated. Put him in his place. You can start by letting him read this letter…it’s time he learn some things. First of all, I want you to use the toys in this gym bag on him. I want his hole stretched and stretched good. I have more plans for using this little bitch. Feel free to spit on him, slap him, piss on him or in him, humiliate him…and yes, fuck him anyway you want. Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Make sure he keeps it in his ass because when he gets home, I’m going to scoop it out and feed it to him. He can consider that the final exam to this lesson. Make sure you keep him there until at least 5 since I’ll be fucking his girlfriend at our house until about 4:30. She’s a hot piece of ass, and I’ve been fucking her for almost a year now. That’s how I found out what a little pencil-dicked bitch he is. I felt guilty when I started fucking her a year ago until I found out what a lame fuck my son was. He’s never once gotten her off and he won’t even eat her out. That reminds me, make sure you make him eat your ass so he gets over that hang up. The point is, I knew he had to be a faggot if he couldn’t fuck this hot little cheerleader good…so disappointed in him. So I stepped in and took care of her. You and I will have to tag team her sometime, but I’ll make you use a condom on her. Or who knows, maybe not. Maybe we can both get her pregnant. Okay, so have fun, man! Use his mouth and ass as if they were pussies that needed your babies. Return him to me broken in and with no doubt in his mind that his purpose in life is to be dominated by real men. Put him in his place, and I’ll be sure to keep him there. Oh, and if he resists at all, remind him that he either submits to you or he can kiss college goodbye, and he’ll be slinging fries at a McDonald’s for the rest of his life. See you at the pool table, Gary As I finished reading, I was torn between the tears streaming down my face and the saliva running down my balls. This stranger’s mouth and tongue were making my ass feel better than it’s ever felt, but the information that I had just been bombarded with tore my heart out. Images of my girlfriend screaming in orgasm on my father’s cock flooded my brain and I wanted to bawl, but then the tongue behind me would push through my outer ring again and I would moan uncontrollably. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my eyes red from crying. He smirked, “I see you finished reading it.” I nodded. “You know what’s next, right?” he asked. I shook my head no. “I break you in. And break you, I will.” Part II coming soon.

Count me in this group. I’ll take loads from whomever but I crave them from young guys.

I was fucked and bred in the Gay sauna in Amsterdam again. The darkroom is always crowded and I easily get fucked by at least 8 guys. The downside is that only one or two guys breed me. Most of the tops fuck more than one bottom and a few of them only want to cum before they leave. Want I need is getting fucked non stop in which a large number of tops breed my hole. Everytime I leave the sauna very unsatisfied, because 8 to 10 different tops is not sufficient. I need more more more. Porn and getting bred is part of my life style. Luckily I am a member of this site. Sharing and reading all your breeding sessions make me very happy. It is very nice to be a cumpump and knowing there are lots of guys just like me.

This thread kinda got away .... just saw your reply, and thanks. Yes, I agree, I've read the Stannard book, and thought it well worth the read. Thanks.

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!

Piss play is amazing! I love to piss in a guy's hole, then suck it out and share it with him. Yeah, I'm on the kinky side. lol

Taking his 9 day cheating load I had a message from a 30 year old lad asking if my cunt was free. He was looking for a discrete hole to dump his 9 day load into. His boyfriend was back at work but he was gagging to loose his load and happy to cheat and unload in a willing cunt. I willingly offered him mine and he headed over. As agreed I was ass up on the bed when he let himself in. I was hooded in my jock and socks and wearing my harness with my hole plugged, poppered and ready. He stripped off and played with the plug that filled my hole by removing and reinserting repeatedly. Slowly at first then quicker and quicker. He was working on his boner when he asked to borrow my poppers. A couple of deep huffs and he was rock hard. He pulled the plug out and pushed his dick inside me. He was straight in balls deep and I groaned with pleasure. He totally got that I was just a hole and commented how he just needed to unload and loose his 9 day cum load. He started pounding my hole and quickly requested I move up on the bed so he could bang me deeper and harder. I did as I was told and he plowed me good. He requested the poppers as he enjoyed cheating in my eager to serve hole. A few quick huffs and he picked up the pace. He made me lay flat and kicked my legs apart and I remember thinking his boyfriends loss is my gain as he fucks real good. He fucked me real hard and gave me plenty of verbal abuse as he worked up to breeding time. With a couple of hard thrust and a verbal, YOU FUVKING SLAG, he shot his load deep in my cunt. I took every last drop of his cheating load. He flexed his dick and he was done. He pulled out and some of his load trickled out of my used cunt. He tagged my ass and called me a whore again and left. Fucking perfect breed!

When I got to college I was totally straight. Never even thought about having gay sex or doing anything with a guy. I wasn't a homophobe or anything, It was just that tits and pussy, not cock, turned me on. In high school I had a girl friend, and like a lot of couples, we hooked up and she took care of my needs to get laid. But going away to college ended that relationship and suddenly it was just me and my hand - again. And as everyone knows, compared to a quality blow job or fuck a hand job simply isn't as good. Of course I wasn't the only guy on campus who was horny and looking to get laid so that meant it wasn't easy finding a new girl. Then one day I was walking back from class talking to a buddy and we ended-up on the topic of being horny and not being able to get any. He looked at me, smiled and said "You know there is a solution to that." And with that introduction he went on to tell me about the coaches' locker room in the old football / weight room building, explaining "...when they built the football team a new weight room, the old one was opened up to students for use 24-7-365. But what most people don't know is that down in the basement is a locker room that used to be for the use of the coaches. It's not that big but it has lockers and a decent shower area but since it's out of the way no-one uses it." Not understanding where he was going, I replied "Uhh huh, and what does this have to do with being horny?" "Well, after 6:00 PM each day" he says "it's a place where you can go to get your rocks off if you want. It's mostly gay guys but they will suck anyone who wants to get blown and you can usually fuck one in the ass if you want. They keep it pretty dark in there so it's not like you can really see who is taking care of you and it sure beats jacking off. I'm telling you, man, one straight guy to another, a guy's mouth feels just as good as a girl's and I'm told that fucking can be even better." Pre-college I would have ignored his suggestion, but at this point I was horny enough that the idea of getting sucked sounds good enough that I don't care who does it, especially if its anonymous. My buddy went on explaining that the deal is if your interested you go down there to the locker room and strip nude - no clothes allowed in the shower - and go on in. If a guy is in the middle of the room then he's looking for someone to service him. If he's against the wall facing out then it means he's giving blow jobs. If he's against the wall with his face to the wall then he's taking it up the ass. The idea of course is that guys will give and receive but its not like they are keeping records or anything. He could tell I was interested and offered to show me around a bit that night it I wanted, so around 9:00 PM that night we met up and headed over. It was a good thing the locker room was somewhat buried in an out of the way location, 'cause as soon as we opened the door the unmistakable sounds of sex filled the air. The room was dim but there was just enough light to find a locker and get undressed which we did. Now while I was horny as hell I was also nervous about the whole gay thing so my cock was anything but hard. My buddy on the other hand was sporting a nice 7" wood and clearly ready to get going. We walked into the shower room to find one of the shower heads in a distant corner was on full, putting out hot steam which fogged the room a bit. I could just make out couple of guys fucking and a couple of others getting sucked. We watch for a minute and then, as our eyes adjusted, we can see others against the wall waiting for action. My buddy lead me over to the wall, told me to face into the shower, and to have fun. Then he disappeared into the mist. No sooner had he disappeared then a guy appeared. He smiled at me and quietly asked "Let me guess: you're straight, and this is your first time, right?" I nodded in reply, swallowed hard, and wondered what would come next. I didn't have long to wait. The guy reached over and began playing with my soft cock, murmuring that I should relax. Then he went down on his knees, and took my cock in his mouth. His performance was magic. His tongue swirled around my limp shaft and head, licking my balls. Within seconds I was hard. To make a long story short, it was an amazing blow job and in the end I pumped jet after jet of my cum down his throat. As I left the shower area I spied my buddy, balls-deep in a guy's ass, fucking him hard. But the conversion part of this story is what you really want right? So my girlfriend problem never got any better and I keep returning to the locker room. Within a few visits I decide to try fucking a guy and found out first hand how much better a guy's ass can be than a girl's pussy. I found myself noticing hot guys more and more, and wondered if I was going gay, especially since I noticed fewer and fewer girls. I guess, however, all that really mattered was that when I walked into the shower room, my cock was always rock hard. Then came 'The night'... I'd gone over as usual, hoping to fuck someone. I undressed and walked into the shower. More guys than usual were clustered in the middle, but that wasn't particularly unusual. I had seen it happen before. Seeing a guy facing the wall, and not engaged with anyone, I headed over that way, but before I took three steps I was grasped from behind by several pairs of hands and forcefully guided to the wall, pinned against it, my legs spread eagle. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed. Someone replied "Well you've been giving out loads for a while. It's time you took some." "What the fuck, man, hey, I'm not gay I don't do that." "We aren't asking you. If I was in your shoes I'd relax and enjoy it." I knew there was a crowd around me and it was clear I wasn't going anywhere. And the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rhythmic sounds of guys stroking their cocks. My cock went instantly soft and I knew I couldn't escape.."Please, man, no, please don't." "Shhhh just relax." I felt fingers probing my virgin ass, opening me up for the first time in my life. The guy fingering me took his time but he wasn't gentle and it hurt. Soft whimpers escaped me as he opened my ass.."No, please, it hurts" I begged, but the guy kept going. Then I could feel his fingers begin to work lube into my ass and I could feel my hole stretching open. He moved behind me and I could feel the tip of his raw cock against my now stretched pussy. "Okay boy I'm gonna pop your cherry. Just relax," he suggested. "No, please, don't, no... please...noo" I whimpered as he began to push his way into my ass. Man did it hurt at first. The thick mushroom head truly opening my virgin ass and drove deep inside. It felt like I was being split in two, but he just drove his shaft in deep and left it there for a moment. I could hear others encouraging him, but some of what they were saying made no sense to me. "Yeah man, fuck that neg hole. Convert that boy. Poz him good." He started working his shaft in and out slowly at first letting me adjust and then with greater force. And as my ass relaxed and he started massaging my prostrate I was shocked to find myself enjoying it...my cock getting hard. I couldn't believe it. I was straight. I wasn't gay. And yet here I was, enjoying a cock in my ass. Tears of shame ran down my face as I confronted the fact I was getting pleasure from the cock in my ass. "Yeah boy, you like this, don't you? Fucking got a big hard-on, don't you?" the guy whispered in my ear, adding "Yeah you like this. I can tell. Fucking tight ass boy. Yeah. You know you're a faggot now, don't you?" He was right: I was. I couldn't help it. As he fucked away, my whimpers of pain had become moans of pleasure. He and everyone watching knew it. "Fucking A boy I'm gonna convert that neg ass of yours. Going to give you the gift. Make you part of the brotherhood." Had I understood what he meant I would have been terrified and would have tried to fight back, but I was clueless and in any case I was still held fast. Hands were groping my cock, stroking it as the group closed in tightly. I heard guys murmur about 'pozzing his ass' and 'milking the last neg load' from my cock. I could tell we were both going to cum very soon. "Tell me you want it, boy. Tell me you want my cum inside your ass." "Yes," I whimpered, "yes, please!" I could feel him shudder as he drove deep inside my ass, his hot juices filling-up my hole. I cried out as my cock fired its own load of cum at the same time. He stood behind me working his cock in my ass.. Working his cum into me. "Yeah pussy boy. That's right. You're one of us now. Part of the brotherhood. And now it's time for another member to give you his load. You want another load, don't you?" "Yes please" I whimpered unable to help myself, "fuck me...." I took six loads that night, all of them poz. By then end my ass was sore and gaping and my boxers couldn't contain the cum leaking down my thighs. A few nights later my buddy who had introduced me to the locker room came by and explained to me what all the poz and neg talk meant. It turns out he had also been pozzed. I cried like a baby and he held me soothing me and explained that it wasn't that bad. How meds could control it - if I wanted, and how now I could get fucked by anyone anytime. And that now now I could pass the gift to others if I wanted to do so. He held me for over an hour and soon we were making out. Truly making out. And that night we made love to each other. Two converted poz gay boys. When it was over we began to make plans to share the gift. But that's a story for another time.

This was the result of his own behavior. Neil messed with someone with magical powers. He begged me to come over and fill his ass with cum. He was cute and I was happy to do it and excited for it. But I got there and he said I had to use a condom. I was disappointed but agreed and did it. But then as soon as we were done he took the condom and played with my load and ate some of it and jacked himself off with my load. So I knew he was a [banned word] who loved cum. So the next time he asked for me to come fuck him I turned him down. He kept asking day after day till he was begging to be filled. He told me he wanted to feel his stomach swollen from so much cum. So I finally agreed to it and made him promise that I could fill his gut with sperm. He agreed. So i got there and we start going and right as I am about to fuck him he tells me I have to wear a condom. I told him fine. But I told him if I have to do that he has to make out with a box of condoms, licking each and ever wrapper like it was a cock giving him life. He looked at me weird but he was so horny he didn't care. He did it. Completing the spell I put on the economy box of condoms. I angry fucked that boy so hard with that condom I hoped it would break but yet again it didn't. Again he took the condom and tasted the cum. Rubbed it all around his puffy sore hole and then jacked off with the cum. He wanted it but wouldn't let himself enjoy it. Luckily enough for me I now had 32 magical condoms. The next day I went and fucked one of me regulars that always makes me use condoms. I wore one of the magical condoms and fucked the shit out of the dude. I was way too turned on. I felt the tingling that told me I was about to blast and I did. But the condom never filled. Jet after jet just disappeared, but I knew it was appearing in Neil's ass. No matter where he was he would suddenly feel a cock in his ass and then be filled with my jizz. I wondered if he would text me. About an hour later I got a text, asking to fuck. I told him no, I had already blown my load and wasn't looking at the moment. He told me he was super horny and felt like he could take a load now. And I just giggled because I knew he had. I did this for a few more days and each time he would message me. Finally I told him if he wanted me to fuck him he would have to prove he would take my load in his ass by showing me a load in his ass already. He said he wasn't that much of a slut. But he was horny. So I decided to try something and gave out another 5 of the condoms to some friends. Turns out we all got laid that weekend. Neil messaged me and said it felt like he got fucked all weekend and his ass was lubing itself and ready to be fucked. I just smirked and told him when he shows me dripping cum out his slut hole I will fuck him again. Apparently he let a few guys blow in him that weekend because he tried to Send me pics of his hole leaking but either they shot deep or he lost the loads before he got video or pics. So I gave out the rest of the condoms and told the people that got them that I need then to be fucking or jacking off into the condoms between 7 and 8 that night and I agreed to hook up with Neil between 730 and 830. Talk about a full gut and a well fucked boy with sex on the brain. I got the video of the 1st few loads leaking out when i arrived, and i fucked it. But it got stuffed full by the 20 something loads of other men as I was finally fucking bare in this hole. It was amazing to feel his hole keep getting more sloppy. He was groaning in uncomfortable ecstasy as I made sloppy strokes till I blasted in the newest cum-slut in town. Now to figure out if i should tell him, or just enjoy his need for cum in his hole without it magically appearing.

Final part I returned to breed my sweet raw neg ginger twink 3 more times that week. Each time I put so much poz seed in his unsuspecting hole it was guaranteed he would get the fuck flu soon. The last night I put 3 loads of my highly toxic cum in his stupid neg 20yr old bussy. Like always when I flew out of the city I logged out of my stealthing Grindr account. I keep one that I used in my home town and one I used while traveling aka the stealthing one. About 3 weeks later when I was in another city for work and logged into the special Grindr account I got the regular messages. But as I scrolled through my messages I found the chat with ginger had several missed message: “I loved being your boy daddy! When will you be back again?” ”I miss your big raw dick in my boy hole daddy” “You have created a monster daddy. I have taken 5 loads in my ass the last week since you last bred me.” “I am feeling sick daddy. I need to go to the doctor” ”OMG daddy help!! They think I may have HIV!! But everyone that came in me said they were neg. I am waiting for my results to come back.” “Its official, I have HIV. I need you to get checked.” “My other partners all came back neg. Did you get checked?” “Are you there man! Did you give me this shit?” ”Answer me!!” ”I know it was you. But I am no longer upset. I just want your big raw daddy dick in me again.” “Please daddy! I haven’t started meds yet and not gotten laid since I was tested. I need your dick!” ”Fine!! I guess I must go and spread my seed to make you happy. I found online about gifters and stealthers. It all makes sense when I think every thing you told me. I won’t start meds and hopefully pass your seed on. Let me know if your ever want to fuck my hole again.” He smiled at the messages and blocked the stupid ginner. He was happy he would embrace his true nature as a poz piggy bottom slut and that his toxic strain would pass on to other through him. That was his 29th confirmed poz baby. After blocking the ginger he got a message from a hot twinky 19 year old boy. He could wait to hit number 30.

"What turned you into a bare pig?" Is there anything wrong with being born to it? Isn't it possible some of us always were, but had to wade through some cultural/religious bullshit before we could recognize that fact, and begin to act on that recognition? Learn to follow our own sexual path, despite the pressures not to? I don't think anything other than self-realization allowed me to become the man I am. If I didn't have a cast-iron backbone (read: hard-headed confidence in my own thought-processes) I have no idea what I wouldn't have grown into, but it surely wouldn't have been as exciting as the man I did grow into. Never settle for "less-than". Always insist on "best-possible".

I'd love to rape your fucking ass while choking you till your turning blue. And slapping you back to your senses when you black out.

Part 18 Casey and Tyler didn't do a lot of oral when they hooked up. Both were mostly tentative when they did it, just a short stop to more kissing and fucking. It hadn't been since Tyler sucked Chris while he was being fucked by Hunter that he really did it in earnest. But Greg couldn't tell. He loved the feel of Tylers mouth on his thick cock slowly but surely taking more and more of him like a boy who was savoring every inch. "Yeah boy. Fucking hot mouth." He looked down and met eyes with Tyler which just turned him on even more. "Let's move over to the couch." With Chris going to the other room with the rest of the guys, Greg didnt have anyone to lean on if he lost his balance again but he didnt want this to stop. He pulled Tyler up and moved toward the couch grabbing the pipe and torch first. Tyler just followed and watched as Greg lit the pipe. "Wait a second. I think we need a refill." Greg went over to his pants and pulled out a small bag from one of the pockets. He showed it to Tyler and gave it a little shake. "Always have to come prepared." Tyler shrugged. "Oh I didnt know. I dont know how to get anything like that." "Dont worry about that. You being here is plenty. Youre our guest. We provide the favors." He added to the pipe and then put the little bag back into his pant pocket. He lit the pipe again and began to trade hits with Tyler. Tyler really hadnt come down from his earlier hits so these were putting him into a place he had never been. A place that he could only describe as insatiable hunger. He was becoming more and more desperate for Gregs cock back in his mouth. Once Greg detected that feeling in the boy, he placed the pipe and torch back on the table. He put his arm around Tyler. "How are you feeling?" Tyler nodded. "Good" he said softly. "You sure?" Tyler just kept nodding looking forward not looking at Greg and trying to keep himself composed. "Yeah." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Greg stroking his cock. He looked directly at it but the tattoo above it pulled his focus. Hunter had one too Tyler thought. Weird coincidence. Before thinking to mention it or ask about it, Tyler could feel the pressure of Greg's arm pushing him back down toward it. Instead of bending down, he got up from the couch and kneeled down between Gregs legs and looked up at this hot man in front of him. "Fuck yeah boy." He slapped his cock against Tylers slightly open mouth. Tyler took the invitation and took about half into his mouth right away. Tyler felt about another inch push further into his mouth as Greg arched his back from the pleasure. This hunger felt new to Tyler. He knew it was something about the hits he took. One cock while he was high didnt seem to be enough. The last time he got high Chris fucked him but he went back to his dorm room wanting more. This was the same feeling. And even as he was enjoying the feeling of this mans thick cock in his mouth, he somehow knew it wouldnt be enough. He bobbed up and down doing his best to work his way closer and closer to the base. Greg could feel the boys spit running down his shaft and balls. This boy wants it he thought. He reached down, held the boys face with both hands and pushed his cock into the boys mouth as deep as he could to hear Tyler gag. The sight of this boy choking on his cock almost made him cum at that moment. He didnt want that. The first load he shot today was going to be in service to pozzing this boy up. Greg let go and Tyler pulled off as he coughed. "Sorry" Tyler said as he shook it off. "Nothing to be sorry for. That was hot. Why dont you come up here and sit on it?" Tyler looked at the cock glistening now with his spit and precum. He stood up and straddled Gregs lap. "How about you face away from me? Turn around." This was a new position for Tyler. Every time he rode Casey it was face to face. He turned around and began to lower himself. He reached back to Gregs cock but felt a hand on his lower back pushing him to bend over. "I got you." Tyler looked over his shoulder as he backed up slowly and saw Greg was holding his cock and aiming it towards Tylers hole. And suddenly he could feel the thick head pushing into him slow but easy. Hunters cock had been a warm up for his hole so that he could work Gregs in without pain. The thickness was stretching his hole but that was what made him moan in pleasure. Quicker than he thought possible, he was sitting on Gregs lap with the mans cock balls deep inside him. Whatever apprehension Tyler ever had calling himself a bottom melted away in this moment. There was no feeling he could remember that was as good as this. He was taught at church that being gay and gay sex was wrong but why would God make something so wrong so pleasurable? He could only hope that Greg was feeling even half as good as he was. Greg leaned over and pressed his chest against Tyler. He kissed the boys back and moaned into it. "Feeling ok boy? Your hole around my raw cock is fucking amazing." He wrapped his arms around Tylers chest and pulled him back as he sat back against the couch. "Put your arm around me." Tyler reached back and wrapped an arm around Gregs shoulders, his head now against the back of the couch. Tyler used his free hand to stroke his hard cock. Greg turned Tylers face toward him. "Kiss me boy." Greg kissed Tyler tenderly at first but it became much deeper and harder and breathy as Greg began fucking up into the boy with force to get as deep as he could with each thrust. Tyler yelped softly into Gregs mouth each time he felt the cock slam into him. This is what he wanted. He met each of Gregs thrusts by grinding down into the mans lap. The first time Greg felt the pressure the boy was exerting on his cock, his eyes flashed open. Tyler was looking directly into his eyes and the man smiled and laughed into their kiss. He underestimated this boy. With his next couple thrusts he felt Tyler also squeezing and milking his cock. The laugh became a deep moan as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Tyler thought he hadnt seen anything hotter in his life. Gregs hands were all over Tyler exploring the boys body and giving him even more pleasure. This felt like sensory overload to Tyler as the mans touch felt electric no matter where his hands moved, squeezed, and pinched. Gregs moaning and the looks on his face turned Tyler on even more. Greg began to pick up speed and Tyler met the rhythm without any hesitation and also began stroking his own cock harder and faster. The boy was milking Gregs cock with determination now and as he pistoned into Tylers hole he thought he was in love. He could tell in the way Tyler was bucking now that he was close to shooting. So was Greg. He pulled away from their kiss. "You getting close boy?" Tyler just nodded as the rest of his body was losing control. "Me too. I'm gonna flood your insides boy." "Cum in me." Tyler had no idea where that came from but he knew he meant it. He wanted to feel this mans cock throb and shoot inside him. He still didnt know that Hunter had cum inside him earlier so he was desperate for what he thought was the first load of his day. Strangely, it was at this moment that Tyler fully realized that Greg was fucking him raw which made it clear in his mind that no one actually ever used condoms. They were a myth, a way for schools and churches to intimidate horny teens about diseases and pregnancy, and he would never have to worry about them. This is when he came to the conclusion that he would never consider condoms ever for the rest of his life. This while a hot man was fucking him raw. "Breed me Greg!" Tyler screamed as his thoughts became words. "Fuck!" Hearing Tylers command was enough to push him off his edge. Tyler pulled his head back and began to shoot his own load with ropes flying everywhere. Greg could feel the boys hole spasm around his cock and his moans started to become much louder. Between hard breaths he screamed "I'm....cumming....boy...." He could feel the ropes shooting through his cock and deep into the boy. Greg always shot big loads but this one felt unusually large. He just kept cumming. So did the boy. Whenever he could focus enough he saw more cum gushing out of the boys cock. He could feel Tyler still grinding down on his lap to get his cum as deep as he could. Fuck this boy is hot, he thought. He had no idea what happened before he got to Hunters place but if Tyler wasnt before, he was definitely pozzed now. They both started to come down and catch their breath. "So fucking hot boy. You good?" Tyler used his arm around Greg to pull him into another deep kiss and ground down harder onto the cock inside him. Tyler was used to leaving wherever he was after he got off. Even though Casey lived down the hall he rarely stuck around after they fucked. But today was somehow different. Hunter and Greg had both fucked him and he had just cum a huge load. But he was still hungry for more and he was going to fight the guilt that always arose that told him to leave now. Greg pulled back to look at Tyler. "You are sexy as fuck. God damn." Tyler just smiled not quite sure how to respond. He felt his hips being raised slowly and understood and lifted himself off of Gregs cock and the couch. Greg got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler could hear the water running and soon Greg came back around the corner with two glasses of water and a roll of paper towel. "Here get some water in you. We just had a work out." He handed a glass to Tyler and put the other down as he ripped some of the paper towel from the roll. He sat back down next to the boy and began cleaning the cum off of the boys torso, crotch, and legs. To Tyler there was something so sensual about this. This man who already got off was still taking care of him and was meticulously cleaning him as if he wasnt just some stranger he met that day. Finally, after multiple rips off the paper towel roll, Tyler was clean. "Damn. That was some load. You always cum this big?" Greg asked. "No. Guess it was a special day." He smiled. "Me too. I do have big loads but today it just felt like a weeks worth. You just turned me on so much boy." Greg cleaned himself with some paper towel and then downed his glass of water. He put down the empty glass and then picked up the pipe and torch. "Theres still some left. We might as well finish it." Tyler didnt respond. He had been eyeing the pipe as he finished his water and was hoping Greg would offer. Greg wanted to get the boy even higher than he seemed to be at the moment. So did Tyler. Together they passed the pipe back and forth until it was empty. If the two had come down from their high after they came, this made up for it and then some. Greg placed the pipe down on the table and when he turned his attention back to Tyler he noticed the boy was stroking his hard cock again. He looked at Tyler and nodded in the direction of Hunters bedroom. "So you wanna see what the other guys are up to?"

The bull took a hold of my tank top and tore it almost completely down the back. As the tattered shirt fell off my shoulders, he turned around, pressing me against the couch and clamped his mouth over one of my nipples. He began to suck and bite it making me whimper and moan. My dick was rock hard now as my shirt fell to the floor around my feet. His fingers found my other nipple and he flicked and scraped it with his fingernail as he continued to service my other pec. I clawed the back of his head and his broad back, needing the attention his mouth was giving. He came up for air and I looked down at my left nipple swollen, wet, and beat red. It seriously looked like one of my girlfriend’s nipples and that was the first time I realized the degree to which he was going to emasculate me. He snarled at me, “Just like a girl, likes to get his tits worked, huh?” I shamefully whispered back, “Yes.” He slapped my face and corrected me, “Yes, Sir.” At first I was taken aback, my cheek stinging and a bit angry, but when I looked back at his steely gaze, I knew I had deserved the slap for being such a sissy boy. “Yes, Sir,” I exhaled, trying strangely to please him. Instead, he spat a huge wad of saliva that splattered on my mouth, nose, and cheek, and then bit his teeth onto my other nipple, smearing the spit all over my face with one of his hands. As he chewed on my swelling nipple, one his hand roughly opened my legs, assuring me that there would be no asking this afternoon, no choices, no gentle nudges. He was intent on owning my body and using my holes as he saw fit. I felt like a whore, obligated to let him do what he wanted for a price. The price being $20. That’s what my ass and mouth were worth, my dignity, my manhood. And my father had determined the price. His hand reached between my muscled thighs and found my asshole, still slick with his spit. He nuzzled his fingers between my cheeks mumbling, “Fucking hot bubble butt,” and then continued to slurp on my chest while he pushed one of his fingers into my virgin ass. Nothing besides his tongue had ever been in there, and I began to pull away, yelping from the pain this small invasion was causing. His free hand shot up and caught me tightly around the neck, forcing me back down onto his finger. “Bigger than that’s going in there, boy, so you better just relax and get used to having things in your shitter,” he snarled, not looking up at me, just taking his mouth off my nipple long enough to say it and then return to making my nips puffy and blood-engorged, feminizing me further. His digit dug around inside of me, pressing against the tender walls of my ass, pushing into my insides trying to find where he met resistance, where he could push through flaps of tissue, where he could put pressure that would make me moan or whimper. Although it hurt, he knew where to push up inside of me to keep my dick jumping. I had never precum before but I felt wetness emerging from my piss slit. The finger started pistoning into my hole, making me whine a little with every jab into me. He kept fingering my hole, but brought is face in front of mine. He snickered at me, “You sound just like my ex-wife’s sister when I used to fuck her. Same fucking noises.” I looked into his eyes, my own eyes wide, in disbelief that I was letting another man treat me the way a girl was supposed to be treated. His eyes were hard and unforgiving, taking what he wanted, knowing I would submit, knowing he was stronger than me. More of a man. He pulled his finger out abruptly, which made my ass and legs shake with a sensation that combined both pleasure and pain. Before I knew it, he forcefully shoved his fingers, including the one that had just been in my ass, into my mouth. He scooped the fingers around my mouth cavity and over my tongue. I choked and gagged a bit, confused, but he just as abruptly pulled his fingers out and returned two of them to hole, shoving both back into my chute. I howled for a second, but he just planted them there, firmly against a spot that made me start to mewl. “This is just the beginning, boy. Do you know how good your cunt tasted? It was perfect - I can’t wait to turn it inside out. I’m going to wreck your fucking pussy so that I’m the only one that can get you off … and you keep crawling back here, begging me to fuck out your sloppy mancunt. You know what your mancunt is?” I didn’t answer, just sucked in a jagged breath not wanting to fuel his abuse. He waited a few moments for my reply, and when none came he crammed a third finger into me, growling, “This is your mancunt.” I whimpered and bit my bottom lip, feeling my asshole be stretched around almost this entire stranger’s hand. It was definitely humbling. “You know what your mancunt is now?” he baited. I looked down, ashamed, “Yes,” I said almost inaudibly, taking a glance at my nipples, red and protruding like a bitch in heat. But his line of questioning wasn’t done. “And what goes in your mancunt?” I knew the answer. I didn’t want to know the answer and I hated myself for immediately knowing the correct response, but I could feel his pinky and thumb getting itchy and I knew he would use me like a sock puppet if I wasn’t forthcoming. So I looked up at him, and almost pleaded for him to be kind, “Anything that you say goes in it.” “Don’t think those puppy dog eyes are going to make me take it easy. Come on, stud, you’re a big jock boy, you can take a sticking and keep on licking, can’t you?” He emphasized his open mockery by splaying the three fingers in my ass, widening the stretch in my anal cavity and making me feel like I had to pee or cum or both. “Your mancunt is good for one thing. Getting real men off. Remember that for later.” And with that, his three fingers slipped out of my ass and were shoved immediately into my mouth. My throat immediately tried to expel them, but he stayed firm and I was pinned to the back of the couch. “Clean ‘em off, whore. Learn to enjoy the taste of any ass, you worthless cum catch.” I had no choice and I closed my lips around his knuckles and he coached me through sucking on his fingers and using my tongue to get the slime from between each digit. I mean, his fingers weren’t that deep inside me (thought they felt like they were) so mostly it just tasted like old saliva. It was mostly the thought that made me gag, but I quickly got over that for the sake of getting my mouth back. “It’s lunch time,” my dominator informed me and lifted his arm above his head, leaving his pit completely exposed thanks to the sleeveless shirt he wore. As his torso stretched I spied the very top of a red and black tattoo peaking above the waistband of his sweats, but I couldn’t see enough of it to tell what it was. “Dig in,” he nodded his head in the direction of his open armpit. My face crinkled in confusion. He grabbed the back of my head with the other hand and jeered, “I said, bon appetite, fuck twat,” and he buried my face in his pit. The hair under his arm was soaked with sweat, pearling on the skin around the damp patch. The odor was strong. Not bad, just strong. A testament to the hard work he must have been doing before I showed up. Mowing the lawn, pulling weeds, hammering nails into a fence patch. My nostrils were filled with his pheromones and the remnants of his masculine chores. He jerked my head sternly and I took my cue. I began licking and sucking his arm pit. Such a strong taste. Not the bitter taste of deodorant as I would experience later with some of my other clients, but the overwhelming bouquet of man scent. It was the smell at the gym, or in the school locker room, or of one of my buddies after a pick up game of hoops that (I didn’t realize until that moment) always got me horny. As his intoxicating scent got me harder and harder, I went to town on his pit, using my full tongue to swipe the entire surface area of his under arm. He loosened the grip on my head, and eventually began to go back and forth between my nipples, tweaking them and rolling them between his fingers, increasing their irritation and my pleasure. I finally looked up at him breathless, panting with my mouth and cheeks covered in a thin film of my own saliva and his sweat. With one hand, he grabbed a hold of my bottom jaw and shook it slightly, “Good boy, you’re starting to learn your place.” He released my face and gave it a light slap, He gave my right nipple one more pinch and noticed my tenting jock strap. “And you’re getting hard, faggot boy. Let’s see that little pecker of yours. Come on, show it to me. Mister Big Man with the girlfriend…you can show it to her and she’s supposed to be impressed enough to date your ass, show it to me.” I reached down to the side of my jock strap, and for the first time I noticed the outline of his cock down the leg of his sweats. I had been in such a complete state of shock the past five minutes or so, I hadn’t even given a thought to how big his dick was. And he still wasn’t going to give me time to contemplate it, snapping, “Come on, you little cum dump, show me your dick.” I pulled the side of my jock strap aside and my penis popped out, fully erect and hard as a rock. The guy started laughing. He pointed and laughed. Now I know there were other guys in the locker room bigger than me, but my girl friend had never complained. Well, at least not to me, I guess, considering she was supposedly banging my dad. My father’s friend continued to laugh and point, “You call that a dick? That’s a weenie at best, and definitely not a cock. Wait a minute.” He opened a drawer in the island of the kitchen and returned with a measuring tape. “Measure it, pussy boy.” I looked up at him pathetically. “Come on, big man, it looks rock hard to me, ain’t getting any bigger than that. Now’s the time to measure that monster,” he said mockingly. I knew this wasn’t going to turn out well, and I sheepishly took the measuring tape from him. I placed one end at the base of my penis and stretched it as taut as I could to the tip of it. There was a reason I had never measured my package and this was why. Looking up at him, I saw him register the number and bust out laughing. “Five? Five fucking inches? Actually, if you look closely, four and seven-eighths, not even five! Are you joking with that thing? How do you think you’re good for anything BUT taking dick? Who the fuck are you going to satisfy with that tiny thing? Certainly not your girlfriend as we just read. I’m not sure there’s ANY woman that would be able to get off on that. And I can’t imagine a guy with any dignity that would let you top him. You wanna’ see a real dick?” With one gesture, he pulled his sweat pants down to mid-thigh. Out bounced a gigantic piece of meat. He slowly slipped his shirt off to allow me time to take it in. This thing was only semi-hard at this point, but it was thick and juicy, and for as much hair as he had on his torso and powerful arms, his crotch was nice and managed. Not manicured or shaved, but tight and groomed, emphasizing the perfectly shaped mammoth cock bobbing between his thighs, propped up by a pair of lightly haired balls about the size of golf balls so full of the fluid that would be pooled in my guts in less than two hours that they pulled the skin of his scrotum, bowing it in at the top and tapering out where his two baby-makers swung pendulously. I could also finally see the full tattoo in a small area on his pelvic bone, naturally sparse with hair. It was a red and black symbol like the ones in biology class where we put anything contaminated. I couldn't figure out what would make him get that inked on his body unless it was just an intimidating tattoo that matched his dominating persona. I was in the middle of trying to sort out the possibilities when he shoved the tape measure into my hands again. “Measure it.” I stepped forward. “On your knees,” he qualified the position in which I would be measuring his cock. I was shaking as I got to my knees and reach my hands forward to measure his gigantic phallus. I have NEVER touched another guy’s cock before, much less one this huge. I placed the end of the measuring tape at the base of his member causing it to jump slightly from the attention. I startled a bit and lurched back. He chuckled, “It’s not gonna’ bite you. What it’s gonna’ do to you hurts a lot more than biting.” The sadistic grin. I pulled the measuring tape loosely to the tip of him and my eyes got big when I saw the number. “Read it to me, boy.” I looked up, my face just inches from his manhood, the measuring tape still in my hands stretched to an absurd number. “Nine.” “Read it again,” he insisted. “Nine and a quarter,” I read more accurately. “That’s better. And I’ll save you the trouble. It’s seven around, eight at it’s thickest; the thickest being that mushroom head you’re staring at. And that fucker’s not even fully hard yet. You better fix that quick.” With that, he relieved me of the tape measure, throwing it in the open drawer and swung his rod back into my face, slapping me in the cheek with it and making as loud a sound as when he lightly slapped me. The thing had so much heft to it that it actually stung a bit when it smacked my cheek. “So now let’s get on the same page,” he began. “Are you a man?” I looked up into his face. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, demanding an honest response. I looked to his intimidating tool gradually filling with blood and then looked down at my dwarfed boydick that looked more like an enlarged clit when compared to his monster. I pulled the fabric of the jock back over my crotch, hiding my pathetic package and replying, “No, I’m not.” “Am I a man?” “Yes, Sir.” “Why?” “Because you have a big dick.” “That’s right, pussy boy. It’s all about your dick. You need to accept that you don’t have a dick to offer, you have your holes. That means you’re not even a Beta Male, you’re a bottom bitch who services any real man that wants to get off. Understand?” A tear rolled down my face, “Yes, Sir.” “Good bitch. So now, where is my big dick going?" I hated the fact that my ass hole twitched in anticipation, knowing the answer. “It’s going inside of my ass.” “You ever been fucked before?” I swallowed hard, “No.” He smirked, “Well, you’re fucked now.” The sadistic grin. PART 3 COMING SOON.