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Live in a small rural town outside Toronto. Finding a hard cock in this sleepy town is like finding water in the desert. However last night when I was leaving the gym I got a message from a 23 yr old young fit guy with 8in thick veiny cock that he wanted to fuck my ass. Went to his house. Fucked me doggy and gave me his first load. Since I was still beating myself the ass muscles clamped on his cock getting him hard again. Fucked a second load in me and by the time I had come he went for a third one and this time my favorite position in missionary. When he was walking me out I saw a picture of him with an older gentleman. Upon asking who the person is he said that he is his father. Of course I didn't tell him but his father had fucked me a few times last summer outdoors. Now I have his son's load in me as well. Left his place so full and so satisfied that my ass is still gaping from his love making. World is full of coincidences and wish I can take both father and son together once.

I used to meet up regularly with a FB. But since I moved to another part of the city, we were not able to get together nearly as often. Today, out of the blue, I got a text from him saying that he was going to be near me and would have some extra time. I jumped at the chance to see him – and get fucked by him. I hadn't seen him in over a year. He told me he wanted me to wear a blindfold and be ready for him in bed. He had often had me wear blindfolds, use neckties to secure my wrists, and other hot play, so I knew he had not lost his touch. Soon, I was laying in bed in a jock and a blindfold when I heard the door open. I tingled all over. Our play was always hot and he knew how to ratchet it up. He made his way to the bedroom and I heard him taking off his clothes. He crawled in bed and we started making out. Soon, he was entering my ass raw. He fucked me for a long time, guiding me into different positions since I couldn’t see through the blindfold. At one point, he had me laying on my stomach while he laid on my back, still pushing his dick in and out of me. He reached around and felt my crotch. I was limp, so he started to pull his hand out from under me. I grabbed his had and put it back on my jock-covered crotch. He stopped for a moment and asked me if I was enjoying myself. I answered that I was enjoying it very much. And then I somewhat surprised him by telling him that I had tried to train my cock to stay soft when getting fucked. It made me feel more submissive and it showed that only his cock mattered. He seemed to like that idea. He rubbed my soft cock a few strokes and then pulled his hand out. He seemed to be no longer interested in my crotch. I victory for me. I moaned a “Yes Sir” as he removed his hand. That got me several hard poundings in a row. Sub heaven! He had been fucking me for about 45 minutes when I started begging for his cum. I wanted his load in my hole. I can’t actually feel a guy’s cum being shot into my hole very often. But I felt his cum vollies then. He kept stroking in and out, making my hole extra slippery with his cum. I was then begging for him to push his load deep in my hole. He finally collapsed on me and laid there for a minute. When he caught his breath, he rolled over onto his back beside. I pulled off the blindfold and immediately leaned over to kiss him. Once we broke the kiss, I was going to lay back down. That’s when I saw it. He had a bio-hazard tattoo just below his navel. I froze. He followed my stare down to his tattoo. He said, “Oh yeah, there’s been a few changes since we last got together.” I couldn’t move. Well, most of me couldn’t move. He finally reached over and grabbed my rock hard erection still trapped in my jock. I didn’t realize that my dick had responded. Of course, dicks don’t lie. And he knew it. He said, “Looks like your training only works when I am still fucking you. And it looks like its ok that I didn’t tell you beforehand.” I finally snapped out of my trance. I looked him in the eyes, smiled, and then leaned in to kiss him again. Once we broke the kiss, I told him that I loved him. I don’t know where that came from. But that is how I felt at that moment. I loved him. I had his toxic load in my hole, my hole that he had beat up for the last 45 minutes. I finally nodded my agreement. I said, “Yes, I want you to be my Daddy. You will have to find a way to come over more until I test positive.” He just smiled. He had me. He knew it and I knew it. I wanted him to convert me. And we were well on our way.

It was the annual Toga Party at my frat, Omega Chi, the sexiest party of the year. I belonged to the hottest frat on campus, the one that all the top jocks belonged to. And the Toga Party was the most sought after invite of the year for anyone who was anyone. It was tradition for everyone to wear nothing under their toga. This near nudity, combined with alcohol and young libidos generated an atmosphere of super charged, horny college boy's and girls. And PLENTY of fucking went on around the house, in every closet and corner. Some people even fucked right out in the open, only their togas hiding their naughty bits. My name is Cole, and I'm a Junior and Treasurer of Omega Chi. As such I get the rare priveledge of one of the small private rooms on the third floor. This is nice because I'm secretly gay and it gives me a private place to jerk off on a nightly basis, fantasizing about my brothers, all of whom I've seen naked many times. I also like to sneak their dirty jockstraps out of their laundry and inhale their musky odors while I finger my hole and shoot my load. I'm not a jock like the rest of them, I'm a straight up nerd. I'm in the frat to help keep the grade average up for the house, and to tutor the guys that need it. I'm 5'10" and skinny and couldn't throw a football if my life depended on it, so being in this environment with all these hot studs was a dream come true. My biggest crush was Mitch. He was a GOD! He was only a freshman, but he was already the starting quarterback, he was that good. He stood 6'3" with buzzed blond hair, dazzeling blue eyes, and a body built like the Nordic, Minnesota, cornfed, farmboy he was. And a cock to match! I had showered next to him many times in the house, which was always a challenge to not spring a raging hard on. Tonight he was drinking pretty heavy, something he didn't do often. As the night went on he got more and more sloshed, hitting on several girls, fingering them under their sheets. But he must have been TOO drunk for them to take him up on his offers to fuck. Sometime around 1:00 he disappeared and I figured he finally was getting laid. I was getting tired too and headed up to my room. As I opened my door my heart leaped into my throat. There, sprawled out on my bed was my every dream come true. My Nordic god was passed out, snoring away with his toga barely covering his naked body. I froze, not knowing what to do, my eyes scanning him from his beautiful size 13 feet, up his bare legs that were covered in dark blond hair to his torso also covered in a light smattering of blond hair. The toga exposed one of his luscious pink nips and the arm over his head exposed his hairy pit in all it's glory. My mouth went dry as I looked at him and shivered. I did the most logical thing I could and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him and telling him to get up. He just responded with more snoring. I slapped him hard across the face a couple of times, and still he didn't wake up. The shaking had managed to open his toga more, exposing his uncut cock nestled in his big, furry balls. At this point my mind exploded. Here was my ultimate fantasy, passed out cold, nearly naked, and totally vulnerable on my bed. Before I even realized what I was doing, I locked my bedroom door, and stood over him, dropping my own toga so I was naked, my own 7 inch cock standing straight up. I breathed heavily. Do I dare act out what was running through my mind? What if he DID wake up? He'd beat the shit out of me! But my own half drunk horny brain took over the better part of reason. Carefully I undid the rope around his waist, opening his toga all the way, totally exposing every inch of his beautiful body. Leaning down, I kissed his mouth which was slightly open, slipping my tongue inside, licking his teeth and tongue, sucking on his lip, gently biting it while my hand crept down to his cock. Grabbing it firmly, I started to stroke it, my hand trembling at the excitement of finally touching what I had wanted for so long. His cock stirred and started to get hard as I manipulated it, pulling back the foreskin and rubbing his cockhead. He just continued to snore. I moved my mouth to his nipples, sucking first one big pink tit, then the other. I gently bit them as I sucked, nibbling on his nubs as his cock grew harder in my hand. I swear he slightly moaned. Getting more and more bolder, I then buried my face in his armpit, breathing deep his musky scent. I couldn't get enough of his smell as I sniffed and licked his dank hairy pit. His cock just got harder. I pulled out of his pit to look at the cock I had been dreaming about. It stood rock solid at this point, the big, pink mushroom head pushing out of it's sheath. It was a solid 9" at least, and a fat one at that. Throwing caution to the wind I dove down on it. Mitch let out an audible groan as my mouth engulfed his knob. I had to stretch my mouth wide and it was almost to fat, but I was too far gone to stop and I forced as much as I could down my throat. Then something surprising happened. Mitch started to piss. Without warning piss just started flowing into my mouth. I was shocked but just clamped on and swallowed all I could. There was NO way I was going to pass this once in a lifetime chance to drink the starting quarterbacks piss! There was so much it flowed out of my mouth all over his stomach and balls, soaking both us and the bed sheets. When he finally stopped I continued to nurse on his still rock hard cock until I started to taste his precum. He just continued to snore and breath deeper. Now I was at a crossroads. Do I keep sucking him, or do I go a step further. I realized as much as I wanted to suck the load out of him, I wanted something else far more. I wanted him to breed me. And this might be my only chance ever. I grabbed some Vaseline out of my drawer and spread a big glob on my asshole, working it in me. Then I spread another big glob on his cock, working it around, getting him slicked up. Then, my body trembling in fear and excitement, I straddled his stomach, pulling back his foreskin, and placed the top of his throbbing cock against my hungry hole. I took a deep breath and pushed his head into my hole, wincing as he popped through my ring. I paused for a moment as I adjusted to his size. I wondered to myself what the fuck was I doing? I'm insane! But I no longer cared. I had the quarterbacks studly cock in my hole and I started to slide down on it. Slowly I slid down his pole until I had all 9 inches buried in me and I could feel his hairy bush against my stretched hole. Now I started to ride it, up and down, pulling it out till just the head was in, then sliding back all the down, my hole squeezing and milking his cock as I went. Leaning over, I planted my lips on his while I rode him like a sorrority bitch. I sucked his tongue while my ass gave him the best fuck he had ever had, even if he didn't know it! I swear he started moaning and pushing his hips into my hot wet hole. He was probably dreaming he was fucking some hot pussy, and he was, just not the kind he thought! Even in his drunk, passed out state it didn't take him too long to cum. Such is the beauty of youth. Soon I felt his cock expand and start throbbing deep in me and I knew he was flooding my innards with his hot, jock cum. I sat all the way down on his dick and milked it as hard as I could with my ass muscles, draining him of every drop of his precious nectar. I finally had what I had wanted for so long. I was bred by the quarterback. When his cock started to shrink, I gently pulled him out of my ass. As much as I wanted to keep his load deep inside me, I had a better idea. In my drawer I had hidden one of his jockstraps. This one was nice and used when I snagged it, smelling deeply of his cock and ball sweat and urine. I held the pouch up to my ass and squeezed his load out and into it. This way I had another way to enjoy him later as I jerked off, remembering tonight. I just had one problem left. MY own rock hard cock begging for release! I thought of just jacking off while I stared at my naked god, but my perverted mind told me other ideas. Carefully, I rolled my snoring stud over onto his belly and spread his thighs apart. Taking the Vaseline, I lubed my cock and his hole. Quickly I lined myself up to his hairy hole and slid my head in. Stopping to make sure all was well, I then pushed the rest of my cock all the way in. OH MY GOD it was like nothing I had ever felt! Pure smooth velvet engulfed my dick as I buried myself to the hilt. As I ground my pubes against his hole I know I heard him grunt, then let out a small moan. That was all I needed to hear. I slowly fucked my frat bro deep and long, enjoying every moment of his luscious hot hole. But I was so worked up at this point, it didn't take long before I was pumping my own hot load into his sweet jock guts. I could hear him moan and mumble something as I pumped shot after shot of sperm as deep into his guts as I could. Finally, I had no more in me. I reluctantly pulled my spent cock out of what was pure heaven, and cum slowly trickled out of his slightly gaping hole. Without a thought, I buried my face between his cheeks and feasted on the hole I had just devirginized. Digging my tongue in and sucking my jism out made him moan some more. When I got all I could, I stood up, got dressed and left my room, leaving my sleeping Adonis alone on my bed. The next morning I was terrified about what I had done! The reality of raping the quarterback and all the consequences filled me with dread as I eventually went back to my room and slowly opened the door. Mitch was gone. I sat on my bed and pulled open my drawer that contained his dirty, cum soaked jockstrap. On it was a note that said...."I know what you did!" My heart pounded in my chest as I turned the note over. "It's our secret. To be continued...." All I can say is the rest of our college time together was pretty fucking hot.

I mean good ass feels a certain way mostly based upon the experience level of the bottom. Some have mastered their craft to become power bottoms. But those are very few. To me, good ass feels relaxed yet moist and not too warm with the ability to 'milk' my dick. But generally good ass has some combination of the following: deep cleaned nice perky ass lips loose second hole with a snug (not too tight) first hole good anal muscle control bouncy ass cheeks with some muscle tone and thick thighs If you notice, three characteristics relate to muscle. I can quickly tell bottoms who have put in work and those are usually your power bottoms. What makes a good bottom is another topic entirely.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

It all started on my 18th birthday, I had just graduated a week prior and was planning on taking a gap year to save for college. My mother had died when I was twelve so I lived alone with my dad. When I came down my dad had made breakfast and was sitting at the dinner table in only a robe. I thought it was strange because my dad was almost always fully clothed, I hadn’t seen him without a shirt in years. His robe was rather loose and I could see his hairless but well muscled chest, and what looked to be nipple piercings. I could also see the edges of some tattoos but couldn’t really make them out. “There’s the birthday boy” he said getting up and hugging me “or should I say birthday adult” I was surprised when dad hugged me because he had shown me almost no physical affection ever. He just wasn’t that type of guy. “Here I am, thanks for making breakfast” I replied “You got any plans for today son” he asked, sitting back down. “I was gonna go get some food with my friends in a bit but nothing major” “Damn it’s your 18th birthday you should be out having fun, go party or hire a hooker or something” he said casually. This was getting really weird because I’d never heard my dad talk like this before. “ uh I’ll think about it I guess” I said “ I’ve gotta get going soon though so I’ll see you when I get back” “I’ll probably be out at work but before I leave I’ll try to find some old stuff your mom and I used to like when we were your age, I’m not sure where it is but I’ll probably find it by the time you get back” I got back a few hours later and went up to my room. When I got in I saw a box on my bed with a note on top. “Couldn’t find the stuff but I did find some of my old porn mags and thought you’d like them, the stuff from your mom is somewhere in the attic so feel free to look yourself” My straight laced quiet dad had given me his porn mags. What had happened to him, he was a totally different person than he was yesterday. As I opened the box it looked like normal porn from the 90s but it got weirder towards the bottom. Magazines of women being fisted or ones of girls fucking guys with dildos, at the bottom there was one that was all hairy men in leather gear. What the fuck, my dad had a collection of weird porn magazines and decided to give it to me. I was weirded out but also started to get a little hard. I took my pants off and began stroking my cock. I started looking at the magazines of girls getting fisted but eventually made my way to the leather men. I had never really thought of my sexuality but guessed I was bi. As I got close to cuming I noticed the final pages of the magazine were stuck together. As I pulled the apart some flaky dust fell out and I saw a picture of a big hairy man fucking a hairless one with the caption convert him. At that moment I came straight into the magazine. I looked at the dust and then realized it was my dads dried cum that was lying on my chest. I brushed it off as quickly as I could and stuffed the magazines back in the box. I soon heard my dad get home and him yell “ luke come down here!” “What’s up dad” I asked as I walked downstairs “I managed to get us a reservation at Mark’s steakhouse for your birthday dinner tonight we’re leaving in an hour” “Ok I’ll go get dressed” I replied going back to my room. An hour and a half later we arrived at the restaurant in dress clothes. As we walked in a giant man with a large spiked septum piercing and several tattoos visible at the edges of his shirt was walking out with a woman in a tiny dress who looked like she was tweaking out. “Matt how are you” he bellowed at my father as he went in for a hug. He squeezed my father’s ass hard and pulled my dad into him. “I’m better now sir” my dad responded as the man let go after a few seconds. “This here is my son Luke” he said pointing at me “Luke this is garret” “Hi there son” Garret said pulling me into a tight hug. “He’s one of the closest people I know and I think you’ll be getting better aquatinted with him soon” my father said “Well it’s good to see y’all but I have to run this slut is getting real horny” he said as the woman with him was practically humping his thigh “Nice to meet you” I mumbled in response as Garret left. “ hmm he’s got a needy one tonight” my dad said absent mindedly as we went to our table. We spent most of the dinner making pointless small talk until out of nowhere my dad said “so Luke how’d you like those porn magazines I left you, you know when I was your age I can’t even remember how many times I beat my dick to those” as casually as if he were asking about the weather “Uh they’re good I guess thanks” I replied awkwardly “ I’m glad to hear it you jerk off to them yet or do they not compare to your internet porn” he said chuckling to which I just shrugged “I’m just fucking with you I love me some good online porn too the magazines only show so much” dad said “Hmm” I responded shoving more food into my mouth Dinner continued on as normal as if he had not just asked what porn I liked. When we finally went home I went straight to my room hoping to avoid any more awkward conversations. A few hours later I went downstairs to get a snack when I heard noise coming from the movie room. I went to check it out and when I got to the ajar door I saw a girl getting fucked on the big screen. What shocked me more was that my father was not masturbating to it but rather riding a massive dildo with his phone in one hand and a brown bottle in the other. “ yeah she’s a total keeper but you should chill her on the chems she looks half dead, you gotta make sure she can still feel you monster cock sir” my dad said into the phone. That’s when I realized the girl getting fucked on the screen was th one garret took home from the restaurant and garret was the one fucking her. “If you’re done with her I’ll come over right now sir” my dad said, standing up off the dildo revealing a massive stretched hole.it looked as if his hole was tattooed along with a trampstamp I couldn’t make out. I ran back to my room and eventually went to sleep. I woke up at 5 am when dad was sneaking back into the house looking sweaty and unkept. That afternoon my father said to me “oh by the way son, garret will be joining us for dinner tonight” “Oh ok” I responded, unsure of what was going on. A few hours later garret arrived wearing a t shirt and jeans, confirming my theory he was covered in both hair and tattoos. He stood at about 6’5 dwarfing my 5’10 father and me, being 5’7 on a good day. The jeans he was wearing showed off a massive bulge that looked almost too big to be real. When garret arrived he gave my dad a long hug and me a shorter one. He went to the kitchen with my father to check on the food while he asked me to “go pour us some whiskey son, get a glass for yourself too” I was taken aback but my father simply nodded at me and went to the kitchen, being guided by garret as if he were deeply familiar with our home. I walked the drinks into the kitchen where I found Garret standing right up behind my father as they both gripped the counter. I sat down at the bar across from the counter and passed them the drinks. “Thanks son” garret said as my father simply grunted in response. “Don’t be rude Matt” Garret said pushing him forward a bit as my father let out a deep sigh. “Uh thank-uh you-o” my father struggled out. “Uh yeah of course” I replied as I decided whatever was going on in the kitchen was too weird and moved to the table. Garret came over a minute later and my father followed with the food. Garret mostly made small talk with my dad and me, until the topic of the steakhouse came up. “How’d you like Mark’s last night, son” Garret asked me “It was pretty good I’ve been there before but not much” I responded “That’s good me and the owner Clark go way back almost as far as me and your dad” “How long have you two known each other” I asked “About twelve years I’d say” Garret responded as my dad nodded. “Oh cool, so was that woman with you last night your girlfriend” I asked trying to see what my dad had been doing last night. “Oh Christi no she just some slut that I own, like your father” he responded casually “Huh” I asked unsure of what I just heard “Oh right your father still hasn’t told you, he’s my faggot slave, strip slut and show your son what you are” he said to my dad “Yes master” my dad said standing up. As he began taking his clothes off I realized not only did he have massive nipple ring, but he also had a tattoo on his shaved crotch that said “property of Master Garret” with a lock under it. Under the tattoo was another shock as I saw my father was wearing a chastity cage. “See he’s totally obedient, he even is totally fine with me making you into one of my slaves, in fact he loves the idea don’t you faggot” “Yes master please own my son and give him your toxic seed like you did to me and his mother” my dad said What the fuck did my mom have to do with this, she died in a car accident 6 years ago.

I was castrated yesterday 29/1/24 And gladly so next my penis temoved

As I stared in shock garret began stripping his clothes off. “You see son” garret said “ about twelve or so years ago I met your mother and father. We met at a bar and I soon realized their secret, they were both bottom sluts. They would go around getting guys to breed both of them because your mom and dad are both total cum whores.” Garret got his shirt off revealing massive nipple piercings almost as big as that in his septum, along with a hairy barrel chest covered in tattoos. He grabbed my father’s head and stuffed it into his pits as he continued undressing. “They were completely willing to take my raw cock, though I didn’t tell them I was poz, and once they had a taste it was so good they agreed to be my slaves.” He said as he took his jeans off. Underneath he wore only a filthy jock that clearly had never been washed and was stretched to the edge with a massive bulge. “ both your parents couldn’t get enough, though you were so young I doubt you remember but one would take turns taking care of you for a few days while the other got high as a kite and took my toxic seed non-stop for days” he pulled the jock down revealing a nearly nine inch long soft cock, it was nearly as thick as a beer can and tattooed same as the rest of him. At the tip gleamed a massive metal piercing with two sharp spikes. He took my fathers head from his pit and forced him to his knees before shoving the massive cock straight down his throat. “Now your parents knew this wouldn’t work forever so they had to come up with something new” he said as he violently fucked my fathers throat “ they thought about divorce so one could live with me full time and the other raise you, but they love each other too much for that.” Garret said, patting my father’s head “ so they came up with an idea, tell you your mother died so that she could live with me in ecstasy, while your father raises you slowly, preparing you to become my slave.” As garret finished he pull out of my father’s throat, flipped him around and the bottomed out into his hole as my dad moaned in pleasure. I was shocked, my mom was alive and not only had she left me for sex but both my parents had given me over to this man. “Dad is this true” I asked in horror “Ah-all of-OH it fuck Luke” he moaned out “don’t-uh worry son-oh god yes - masters cock is SO FUCKING GOOD fuck, you’ll love it” he was lying on the table now moaning incoherently. “So son what do you think are you ready to become my slave and join your family” garret said I stood up to leave “fuck y-uh” I began stumbling as my head began to swim, “I wondered when the g we put in the whiskey was gonna kick in, don’t worry son you’re fine, your dad and I just wanted to make sure you were in the right mindset to convert” “What did you” I slurrd out as I clutched the table. Garret pulled out of my father and grabbed me “shh son dont you worry just come sit over here with me” he whispered leading me to the couch. As my dad went to another room. “Now son I hate to say it but you were born to be a cumslut” garret said as we sat on the couch him pulling my body into him. He turn on the tv which blared a homosexual orgy as he said “I’m just making sure you make the right choice because I care for you like you’re my own son, I mean you practically are because I’ve fucked both your parents more times than they have fucked each other.” My dad walked back into the room with a tray of crystals,powders, and syringes. He placed it on the coffee table then kneeled at garrets feet. Garret took his arm from around me and said “strip son” I thought for a second and realized I needed to see what was so special about garret, I needed to know why my parents wanted him so much. I stood up and stripped my clothes off. I was slightly hairy and had a lot of hair around my ass. Garret kicked my father in the balls hard yelling “I thought I told you to put nair in his body wash you stupid fag” “I’m sorry master” my father begged from the ground “ I did but he never left it on long enough, but it is patchier” “You’re fucking useless, you know I was thinking about letting you fuck him tonight after I break him in but after this there’s no fucking way” garret said with disdain. “Just shove some crystal in his hole already we gotta get him going” “Yes master” my father said then forced me to lean over the table before violently forcing three fingers into me. My hole burned as he quickly rammed them in and out before picking up the four largest crystals and shoving them into my ass. If I thought my dads fingers hurt, these were awful. They burned like crazy and cut up the inside of my hole. My dad then changed from the normal porn to something stranger as the burning in my ass slowly turned to pleasure then craving I heard deep voices from the tv encouraging my slutty urges as I saw whores get fucked by big burley men. I soon realized it was only one man, Garret, Master, fucking, no, owning two people I recognized closely, my mom and dad. As I watched my parents get fucked I felt a hand enter my ass with next to no resistance, followed by murmurs behind me. The murmurs however were drowned out by the voices, they told me to accept my nature, give myself over to lust, and to follow my parents footsteps. After a while I felt the hand come out of me and turned around to see my master. The man who I needed more then anything. He say like a god, his heavenly cock erect in front of him. I tried to go down to suck him but felt myself held back. My father grabbed me and held my cock out. He took a string and wrapped it tight around the base. He then took a two needles and shoved them both into my cock pushing the plungers in before ripping off the string and beating my dick for a few seconds while I felt the tsunami of ecstasy roll over me. I then knelt down to take my gods offering. As his holy cock entered my mouth I tasted my fathers blood on his cock. Master allowed me no time to adjust before slamming all 12 inches of his rock hard cock into my mouth, cutting up my throat. As master began piston fucking my throat I felt more of the crystals enter my hole, along with other powders and liquids. After who knows how long, master pulled my throat off of his cock and pulled me to his face. “You’ve done such a good job faggot” my master said “but now is the hardest part. I’m going to claim you forever. I’m not sure if you’ll remember this tomorrow because we have given you a lot of different drugs and we’re going to keep giving you more but you love it don’t you slut” he said as I tried to speak in response but my throat was too bruised so I just moaned “Good boy now hold out your arms, I like my sluts flying” I held out both my arms as he and my father put syringes into both my arms before pushing them down. At this point I barely felt the added high but would gladly take any drug master gave me. I felt master turn me around and line his cock up with my hole. Violently he slammed all the way in and as I felt my hole tear in two a mix of cum and piss shot from my cock as I felt the most intense organs of my life. After what felt like hours I heard talking behind me “oh my god is that him” I heard a woman’s voice say “it is our boy is taking master like a champ.” My dad responded. I then heard master say “ your boy is doing great Claire in fact he might end up better then you, we’ve got him flying on damn near every drug under the sun and he only wants more.” I then saw the woman walking infront of me with my father. She was a short blond wearing only a tiny dress that did little to cover her massive breasts. “Hi sweetheart” she said to me taking my face in her hand “it’s been so long but I’m so proud of the slut you’ve become” she said as she kissed me and I just continued moaning. She then took two of the syringes off the tray and asked my father “what are these hun” “Ket and Heroin darling” he responded “Oh fun” she said “put your arms out for mommy sweetheart she needs to get you higher” I did as she told me and felt another wave of pleasure overtake me as she shot the drugs into my system. My mom and dad stayed with me, continuing to give me more and more drugs as master endlessly filled my hole. When light began to shine through the windows the tray had been cleared I finally fell off masters cock. “How many loads did you give him master” my mother asked while I watched my father clean masters cock from my blood and juices. “About 20 I think, good thing I loaded up on viagra, he’s mine for sure, though lord knows what he’ll remember with all the drugs we gave him.” “Oh well if he doesn’t remember master we just get to corrupt him all over again” “Ha I suppose you’re right whore now don’t let your husband do all the work” master said as I lost consciousness. — thanks for reading at the moment I don’t plan on Claire being anything more than a watcher and encourager. If I do decide to do something with her I’ll put it in the proper forum. Just felt like this needed to be said

Spotted Dick.

The following is a heavily modified version of a pozzing story originally posted HERE Where it was a college kid getting pozzed. I basically re-wrote the story from the Top's view point and then added a bit extra to hopefully get everyone's cock out there dripping. ======================================= It had been over a week since I was last able to spread my seed to someone, and the 'itch' was back more then ever. It had been that way ever since I had been pozzed years ago. The virus in me burned to be spread to others, to be pumped into as many holes as possible, and the longer I went without spreading it, the more ‘hungry’ the Virus got. I knew I would have to find some new neg ass to defile or my balls would burst. A bit about me: I’m in my mid 40’s and keep myself in as good as shape as possible. I hit up a chat room for the local college, always a good place to go, full of naive and horny young students. In no time I was chatting up a promising cute college kid. "U horny?" I asked. "Yeah" "Hot pics" "thanks. u 2" "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single" "I have a condo at a gated complex, want to 2 cum over" "fuck yeah. You have condoms right?" I paused in my typing. Normally I’d tell someone I always fuck raw, that there’s no point to fucking unless you can plant your DNA inside someone’s ass. But I needed the kid to be over here before I could do that. I didn’t want to scare off such a promising neg hole. "i don't have condoms" I typed simply. "i don't either. if u want 2 fuck better pick sum up before I get there" “No prob, just get your ass over here right away.” I finished typing and then logged off before he could say anything else. I was totally confident he would come, and once inside my place it would be only a mater of time before I would be in his ass. Twenty minutes later the phone rang. He had arrived and I buzzed him in through the gates. I was taller than him and nervous sexual tension seemed to flow from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on he bed drinking Coronas. I caught him looking at my jeans and the hefty bulge in my crotch I sported. My hands were calloused from hard work and my skin was tanned. I told him I was a builder. Then I kissed him. It was long deep and passionate. I pushed him onto his back, pulled-off his shirt, and in no time we were naked and he was on he knees sucking my big floppy uncut poz pecker, which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. I have a great furry chest and legs. Even my hard abs had a black furry coat. All of it radiated a power of utter dominance over him, a power that was enhanced by the virus inside me. Soon I pushed him onto his back and sucked his own smaller cock off for a while. I sucked he balls, licked he piss slit, licked he ass. My tongue got real deep and felt real good. I waited for him to start to really moan, a sure sign he was feeling his ass loosen up. Then I fed him my dick some more and filled his throat with my dripping death dick. He could barely take it and tried to pull off, but I insistently kept my big uncut manrod lodged in his gullet. "You can do it" I said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." I wasn’t gentle and knew he had no choice but to suck. I fucked in and out, in and out. Then he felt my thick, rough fingers probing his hole. I got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in his ass and perfect for what I had planned for him. He gave a sharp cry and tried to pull back but I scraped away, my fingernails roughing up his soft anal lining. Next he noticed me lubing my cock and I could tell he was getting nervous. "Did you go out to get condoms?" he asked. "No" I said. "That sucks" he said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" I said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second" I said, knowing he wouldn’t refuse. It didn’t take long for him to loosen up. "See, not so bad" I commented as he reached up and touched my huge muscular chest and stroked my chest hair, which was by now dripping with sweat. His hand touched my face. I smiled as he clenched at my beard. I could see the look of hesitation on his face as I pushed slowly inside. My dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. This is what I wanted, for him to slowly get caught up in the sex, in raw animal lust. I could feel his heart racing, his breathing coming in gasps as I sucked air from his lungs into me, leaving him breathless and dizzy as I started to push past the gate of his boy pussy. My raw diseased dick pushed deeper and deeper into his ass as I closed my eyes to picture my poz precum coating his insides as he moaned. Suddenly I felt him move and to his credit, he seemed to have enough self-control left to try to pull away from me. "Ok we should stop" he said, his voice trembling as he made another half hearted attempt to pull off my raw cock. I was ready for this and laughed. "Yeah, we should" I answered. My chocolate brown eyes connected with his, a look of pure domination from me. I didn't pause for one moment as my dick kept on pushing on in. He continued to struggle weakly in my grip until I heard him gasp and shiver. That's when he felt my balls against he ass. "I’m all the way in" I said keeping eye contact. “Doesn’t that feel good? The way men should fuck. I can still pull out, of course - if you want me too.” I taunted him, knowing the answer. "Are you negative" he asked. "Does it matter?" I asked as I started fucking in and out. "Wait, stop" he said. "Shhhhhh" I said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" he said. "It's ok. You're going to feel so good. Fucking is all about pleasure, raw animal pleasure" I said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of his life. "Just, promise to pull out before you cum, ok?" he asked. "I'll promise to pull out. As long as you ask me to" I said laughing to myself as I said it. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. His worry slowly melted and he gave over to the sensations he was feeling. Something huge was invading his guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" he finally said "bareback me." My eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Yes sir, just, please don’t cum inside me." "Fuck yeah pussy boy" I said. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" he said. He got more and more into it. Eventually I bent him over the bed and rammed him from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then I laid him on his back and he slammed himself up and down on my raw unprotected fuckpole with all his might. We fucked over and over, sweat pouring off both our bodies as finally I got him back on his back. He put his calves on my shoulders, and I fucked him till I was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in my head and I started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin close!" I said. "Don't cum inside" he begged as he grabbed his own cock and started jerking for dear life. I gave him a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry. “Wait don’t stop, Im so fucking close!” “Sorry, you said you didn’t want me to cum inside you, so I won’t. That just means the fucking is over, its really a shame, such a nice hole” I said as I slid it back in. “I want to keep fucking you - all you have to say is 'yes'." “Yes, fuck me." “I need more then that, tell me what you want." “I need you to cum, please." “What?" “Cum inside me." “SAY IT AGAIN." “Fucking cum inside me!" He took the bait, relaxing a little bit, thinking I was actually not going to breed him. The instant he let his guard down I acted. I fucked him, long and slow and deep and beautifully, masterfully, riding him the way men were meant to ride boys, fucking him raw and deep and hotly, faster and faster, pumping him hard and vigorously now, getting closer and closer to exploding my hot molten poison sperm deep inside his beautiful boy pussy. I had him pinned beneath me, my cock fucking him relentlessly, preparing to fertilize his virgin ass with my pungent, steamy load of man-sperm. And then I started to cum. I fucked his delightful ass so hard that I could feel the bed beneath him with my cock, as I rammed him hard and lustily. His head banged against the headboard, but he didn't seem to care. He was being fucked beautifully and powerfully, ridden long and well. He had a heated, vigorous stallion astride him, and all he wanted was dick! My hot raw deathseed exploded from my cock, filling him, impregnating him, seeping deep into the inner-most recesses of his guts, becoming part of him. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of my poison. His tight, puckered asshole greedily devoured it, not wanting to let go, not wanting it to end. He wanted more! And so I kept fucking him, my cock still hard as I work my DNA inside his ass. His warm, tight little boy pussy had now been seasoned and broken in by my raw flesh, and filled with my raw sperm. He was truly a man now, and a bareback cunt, at that! He looked me in the eyes, panting. I could see the look of shock and confusion. His body had accepted its new life, but not yet his mind, not yet. "Wh..What did you just do to me!” he asked in a trembling voice. My own dick was still hard as I slowly slid it in and out of his freshly fucked hole. "You asked me to cum inside you" I said, my eyes looking directly into his. "But I, I just said that, I didn’t mean it!" He responded, his voice trembling not really believing his own words "Shhhh" I cut in. "You did mean it. You needed it, and you needed to be free. That is what is so special about bare fucking, you know. It makes you totally free and it feels really good. Just enjoy it and accept my, Gift" I said. I could see the look of fear in his eyes now as I put a special emphasis on 'Gift'. I could feel tons of liquid dripping down his asscrack onto the sheets as I slid in and out of his now hungry hole, his muscles sucking my shaft. "I'm still hard" I said. "I'm going to cum again and this time, you’re going to beg for my seed." Without another word I shoved my still hard poz cock deep into his irrevocably charged hole. He groaned, whimpered and started to grind against. His body had all but given in, though he still offered a half hearted whimper of dissent, I plugged his protests with my tongue and my bearded mouth enveloped his. Once more I sucked the air from his lungs, making him weak and light headed, unable to think straight. I smiled as the coarse hair of my beard scratched his soft face. I started fucking in and out with my poz cock using the cum already inside him as lube. The feeling of his ass, slick with my seed, was amazing. I kissed him more and more as he slowly stopped fighting against me. I could see the look in his eye change as he gave himself over to the fuck. Maybe he knew there was no longer any point in fighting as I churned the charged toxic load in his guts. I’ve seen this happen before when the Virus first gets into a new body. The change can be quick, the ass seems to know what it has received and becomes hungry for more. Finally with a moan he squeezed his ass and I knew he was indeed mine. It felt so fucking good to know my deadly DNA was finding a new home. In my mind I could see his body being changed by the Virus, all his concerns were gone as he let himself go and began actively pushing back. He was well on the path of become a cum slut. I made love to him but also made him my object. "Fuck yeah" he groaned. "Yeah. you like that?" I asked. "Yeah" he replied. "You want my cum?" "Yeah" he again replied. “You want my poz cum? “I don’t care, I need it.” “Then say it, beg for me to poz your hole!” “Yes! Oh, please fuckin' cum in me. POZ ME!!" I piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then my face contorted like crazy and I let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yeah! TAKE the fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick once more started shooting squirt after squirt of poz jizz all over his by now torn and ripped insides, making sure to coat every inch with my toxic seed. This orgasm seemed far more intense than the one before. He had totally given into the hunger. He had begged for my poz load and as I shot over and over, I could feel hunger of my Virus finally sated, for now. Eventually I felt spent as my loads sloshed around in his ass. As we both collapsed, I held my dick in him for as long as possible, making sure my DNA soaked into his flesh. "That was hot" I commented. "Yeah, it was" he admitted as I held him in my arms, my cock starting to soften but still deep inside him. I felt him slowly coming down from the sexual high we both had been on as I saw my softening dick inside his well-used hole. The kid seemed exhausted after that and soon the two of us drifted to sleep. I awoke in the middle of the night with a hardon that I quickly slipped up into his cum-slicked ass. Half asleep the boy whimpered only slightly as I pushed back in his hole. After shooting two loads already I knew it was going to take a while for me to shoot again. As I was fucking him I started to mutter to myself. “Ass feels so fucking good around my poz pecker. It's gonna feel so nice pumping my charged toxic load inside you again and again” I said in almost a whisper. For several minutes I whispered sweet loving poz talk to him, telling him in a soothing, almost loving voice, how I was going to plant my seed in his well-plowed hole, how my Virus was going to infect his body, going to take him over as it had taken over me. Eventually he was roused from his half slumber as the words sunk in. “You you are poz aren’t you? I mean, you have AIDS don’t you?” I always loved this moment, the moment that they realized just what had happened to them. I was impressed with this boy as he seemed to be coming to term with his new life better than most. I wrapped my huge arms around him and licked his face as I answered. “Poz and full of the Virus for almost twenty years boy. And it is a pretty sure thing it is inside you now boy. I have a pretty aggressive Virus boy, and it will be a part of you now forever.” He shuddered and whimpered as I held onto him. “Oh god, it’s true isn’t it, your AIDS is inside me even now isn’t it?” Hearing him talk about it was getting my already hard dick even more erect as I slowly pushed in and out, making him whimper as he realized he was once more impaled on my deathdick. I decided to see just how much this kid had been changed. “it is, boy, but it doesn’t mean for certain you will get sick. There is a chance my Seed may not grow inside you. We could fuck several times before you might actually become infected.” I said, knowing that it would be one hell of a long shot if his ass wasn’t infected at this point, but I wanted to see how he would react, to see if he would cling to the small shred of hope that he hadn’t been pozzed, or if he would embrace it. Once more the kid impressed me. “I want to be certain….” “Certain about what boy?” I said, pushing my dick deeper inside, making sure he felt it push in against his prostate. “Certain, that I have the Virus, the bug! I want to be Poz!” I basked in triumph over this once prudish boy turned slut. I battered his prostate, making sure his brain was on fire with pleasure as I hammered his well used hole. “Beg for it boy! Beg for my poz cum! Beg for me to trash that body of yours! Beg for me to ruin you with my diseases!” I shouted, knowing I was close once again. “Poz me, Daddy! Please fuck me up sir! Fuck my hole up! POZ ME!” he shouted as he pushed back, his pleading voice sending me over the edge as I hilted deep up his ass. Once more I felt my Virus was his torn and bleeding insides. I could feel it mixing with the previous loads, refreshing the poison inside him. I heard him whimper something and let up on him a bit. “Th-Thank you sir” he said simply. “You are welcome my little pozboy, it’s my Gift to you. You gave my Virus a new home boy, thank you” I said as I still held him tight. There was a moment of silence between us, as though the world held its breath for what would happen next. Finally he spoke up. “Thank you, sir. I knew I’d get infected sooner or later. I needed it. Deep down I knew I needed it.” It wasn’t long after that that the sun started coming up and he gathered his things together. We chatted a little bit, mostly me reassuring him that a life infected was going to set him free in ways he never imagined, that it was something to celebrate. As he headed off to his college classes, I asked what he had planned for tonight. He looked at me and smiled “I’m attending a meeting with the Campus Safe sex organization.”

Started pubes at 11/12. Full bush by 13. Full hair on my chest at 15. And a very fuzzy ass at 17.

This is really a question? I am happy to swallow if he doesn't want to snowball. His loss.

Leveling a man with a full load in his mouth! I wan to take as much as he will share

I went to my favorite bathhouse and got a room right next to the gloryhole maze room. As I was getting into my room a handsome hairy bear came up to me and we started fondling each others cocks, I told him I was a bottom and he said good cause he’s a top and he loves a sloppy hole. So I set out to get my ass loaded after cleaning out in the bathroom. I stopped at the room of an older play buddy, he loves to lick my balls while he masterbates and talks dirty, he quickly came and I scooped up his jizz and fingered it into my ass. Went to one of the big play rooms and saw 2 guys stroking their cocks, bent down and started sucking a nice looking 7 incher and he said he was getting close so I asked if he wanted to fuck me, he said yes. I turned around and sat on his cock and started riding him, another cute Asian came up so I could suck him, didn’t take long and the guy fucking me came hard. I turned around to clean off his cock and the Asian guy stuck his cock up my ass and quickly fucked another load in me so mission accomplished, I now had 2 loads in me. Went back to my room and laid down ass up, soon my hairy bear walked in and asked if I had been loaded and I said yes, he says how about another and lays down on me back and starts fucking his hard 7 inch thick cock in my ass. He fucked me hard and then one last thrust he starts grunting and I could feel him cumming in me, he says thanks and left me to finger his big load in my ass. Not much action after that but I didn’t care.

Some guys feel just uninterested. Their hunger is satisfied for seconds while scrolling. They may jerk and they get back to work/their lives. This is a vicious cycle that some people have fallen in. I'm not sure if those who call themselves bators actually want it or they are inside a hard-to-realise loop. Cinder-fella huh? Never heard of that term before. For me it's not about perfection. I do need to like the guy. Mostly his face and an average body. What I need is to have someone be an inspiration for me. This can tie the whole thing and make it last when the lust fades.

Takes practice to be a good cocksucker, it did for me anyways

Chapter 6 The cabin days have come to an end. Those couple days were so intense, sex hasn't even been on my mind for several days. To be fair, I also spent the first two days sleeping most of the day after I got back. To the point my parents got concerned but I told them I wasn't feeling well, which wasn't entirely untrue. I'm honestly surprised that my asshole recovered and isn't near as sore as I was worried about. Other than the empty feeling that I'm not quite used to, everything is mostly back to normal except I keep thinking about going back to that living room to be on the couch or the sling. I wish I could go back there. Marc and Henrique said they will be gone for the rest of the break because Henrique is going back to visit family in Brazil and Marc is going on a family vacation. Keith has been busy with work he said so I have not seen him all that much. It's been a week. My desire to go back there now grew stronger each day. Henrique and Marc didn't quite say when they will be gone. I asked in the group thread but no one responded. Marc messaged me privately and said Henrique said he got asked to work and will get paid 1.5x. On top of that he got into an argument with his family so he should be at the cabin. He gave me the security code so I can get in the house. I tried to get a hold of Henrique to find out if we can meet up but I heard nothing. Today is Friday anyway. I’m just gonna head on over and try my luck. When I got to the cabin everything was dark. I guess he's not there. I entered the cabin and walk through it all. Everything is folded neatly and there's no signs of anyone living there. There wasn't even any food in the fridge. I wonder where Henrique is. As I was just about to leave, there it was the iPad again. Charging on the kitchen counter. I picked it up and double tapped on the screen. All it had was a swipe lock, no password or anything just like the last time. I went into its gallery to see if there’s anything new. There was a video recorded just yesterday. It’s Henrique and the same older dude. The video picked up at the end of the conversation it seemed. All I heard was Henrique saying “what do you think boss?” “I think you’ve done great. The video has had the highest viewer count in just a few days. I think you deserve some rewards, don’t you think?” the man said as he pull Henrique’s shirt off “I’d like that very much” Henrique said as his shirt got pulled then the man grabbed the back of Henrique’s head into his nipple. Henrique started sucking on it and biting it while his left hand pinched the man’s other nipple “There’s my good employee. Do what you want with them. Make the boss feel good” the man started breathing heavily. He grabbed the ipad with him as he guided Henrique onto the couch and set the ipad steady again. I almost could see his face but I did see he has ash brown hair for a brief second. On the couch he instructs Henrique to suck on his nipple from the side while bringing his ass over so he can touch it. Where the ipad had a perfect angle of Henrique’s behind. His broad muscular shoulder blades to his round ass and that tight hole. I wonder how often he gets fuck. Then just as I thought about that, the man’s finger start rubbing up and down Henrique’s hole and said “do you miss my cock in here?” he asked “fuck yes, daddy. No one else has fucked it since the last time. I’ve been missing your dick so much it’s driving me mad” said Henrique “Do any of you bottom boys know that you are such a bottom whore yourself?” the man teased “No sir” Henrique started licking the man’s abs, belly button, the shaft of that rock hard cock and finally he wrapped his lips around that mushroom head “Oh baby that feels so good” the man said as he applied some lube on his fingertips and started pushing two fingers into Henrique’s hole slowly with no problem. He applied more lube and thoroughly lube up Henrique’s hole inside and out as Henrique deepthroat the man’s cock. “Too bad the ipad is about to die. I wonder what your boys will think when they see you riding my cock until you make yourself cum from having my dick pounding you. Anyway…you deserve this. Come get it. Come take my cock in your own '' then I saw Henrique hover over the man’s dick and slowly put that thick monster cock in his ass without any trouble at all. He let out a moan that I have never heard him make before then the video cutoff. I found my other hand stroking my dick after that video ended. “Fuck. Now I’m super horny. I really wish he was here or that man. I’ve been thinking about coming back here every single day this past week and I don’t even know why. What’s gotten into me” I thought to myself. I locked up the cabin with disappointment and was going to drive home and will probably try another day. That's when I heard “hey boy. Are you hungry for dicks coming back here looking for Marc and Henrique? They haven't been here but if you are welcome to come chill with us. Our place is just as fun, if not more. You've come all this way here. At least come say hi to us before you go”. That was Aaron. He must have seen me on camera when I arrived. Well…..he's not wrong. I came all this way, especially now I'm called out, I should at least say hi. After all, I can't exactly call Aaron and Jay strangers. I've been so close to me in ways others have not and will never be. Aaron buzzed me in and told me they were the basement. I got in through their garage door then stairs to the basement were just right in front of me. All I see is red lighting. I didn't think too much and proceeded heading down there. ‘Aaron? Jay? As I walked down the steps, the sound of porn grew louder. Finally I see them in the all glass shower together. They waved at me. Both of their naked bodies looks even better than I had remembered. I suppose I was high out of my mind that night when I met them. Now taking another look at them. Aaron has some great arm muscles. His well trained chest gives him that upside down triangle body builder look. Jay is just slender but defined. His 8 pec abs explains why he could pound me so hard for longer than most others can. Their dicks aren't hard but they sure look huge. Both of their pubes are nicely trimmed. I saw Aaron's asshole when he bent over to put soap on his legs. I must say it sure looks like a tight pussy as he would call it. Just like that video I just watch. I just can’t get Henrique’s tight hole out of my mind. I wish I could stick just one finger up there bc I just want to know how tight Aaron is compared to me. I wanted to use his hole to figure out how tight Henrique’s hole was to fuck judging by that video. Anyway….I opened the shower door and they both gave me a hug. I wonder if they noticed my dick is kind of hard. They point me to another room to wait for them. There's already porn playing on the screen and a bong and a few needles lying around. I wonder if that meant they slammed already. I grabbed a gatorade and I took a few hit out of the bong then here they came. “How are you feeling sexy? Hopefully we weren't rude the other night. It was a persona that we put on. We won't talk to you like that normally” Aaron said with the biggest smile on his face. “I know. Thanks. That was my first time doing something like that so i wasn't quite the usual self” “Oh wow. That was your first. No wonder you were so tight. What brought you back this way? They haven't been home for a couple weeks” said Jay “oh I was hoping to catch Henrique. I heard he stayed so I was hoping to catch him” I said “We may have a way to get a hold of him. But…. “ said Aaron “but you guys want to fuck me. Is that it? I already knew nothing was gonna be free so I guess so” “actually.. We just want to get high with you and spend the night with us in our dungeon” said Aaron “what…you guys have a dungeon!?” I'm both a little scared and also excited. I've always wanted to have sex in one. “Can I see?” I asked “only if you agree to spend the night here. And You can't say no to us” said Jay Well… I've always wanted to do this. Who better to do it with than these two hot daddies. “alright. I will” I responded “We don't do safe words. That means we always get what we want. Of course. If we see you visually aren't enjoying it. We'll give you some boost to change that. Some people may get turned on seeing you in pain. That's not us. We like it when we see you in ecstasy” “great. You should probably go get yourself ready. You can go use the shower we were using. When you are ready, come back here and put the collar and the pup mask on, be on your hands and knees, and then wait for further instructions “yes sir” I came back to the room but both of them were gone. Just a pup mask with a collar attach to it so to secure it. I must put the collar on too. It doesn't have the bottom jaw but I can only imagine why. But it pretty much kept my nose enclosed which I thought was a bit strange but a deal is a deal. They also left me a blue harness and a match color jock. I'm going to guess that I should put those on too. Once I have everything on I hear Jay through the ceiling speaker telling me to put my belongings in the box at the corner. He said once my clothes are in the bin, I must get on all fours with my back against the wall by the bin and hold still and don't turn around. I could feel someone lube up finger rubbing my hole then a lube shooter went up in me. I wonder if the lube has t in it. All the sudden my ass felt full then I heard Aaron said “there. Good puppy” he shoved a tail butt plug in me. I now know why the mask is perfectly fitted and keeping my nose enclosed. It releases popper slowly from somewhere. It’s not strong but it’s steady. It feels up both of my nose every breath I take. I feel the black circle closing in around me then I heard Jay “come forward and climb up and come through the dog door. There are two levels of platform on the left and a small opening that I could crawl through. I got on up but as I’m half way through the door, it dropped down and I could feel both of my ankle getting strapped in and tied up behind me. In front of me is a TV showing me an aerial view of my half that didn’t make it through the door and also the side view of it. My ankles are tied up as I thought. Then Aaron and Jay showed up and both of them tied up my arm. I thought “they cannot be…..” then I heard Aaron say to me “We don’t do booty bumps in this house. That’s amateur shit. We know how to give you the high of your life. That’s what we do best” Their actions were almost in sync. Before I knew it, either way I looked I had a syringe pushing in the solution in me. They were only half way through but I could barely hold myself steady anymore. Jay must have recognized what I was feeling and said “almost pup. Just a few more seconds then you can feel the full strength of what we’ve given you. Look at your cock on TV. It’s hard as a rock. Jay is right. I could feel my cock hard as a rock and every pump of blood running through it. Both Jay and Aaron pull out the needles around the same time and untied the strap on my arms. The only sound I could make was “uuuuhhhhaaahhhh” and I breath heavily. Then Jay put a mouth gag on my mouth so I could not close my mouth all the way. It has a round shape tunnel for a cock to fuck my throat and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Aaron said we called up some of our regular who loves to fuck anonymous pup hole. Just a few loads to get you started. You may recognize some of them. They’ve been coming to us for years but have no ideas that the holes they fuck belong to people that they knew and they definitely have no idea about the boosts that we give to the bottoms before their arrival. You are special so we decided to let you watch. The first two guys walked in. Started undressing each other by the door and made out a little bit before approaching me. Both of them are about 8.5 but quite thick. I quickly recognized that they were the head coach and assistant coach from my high school football team. Coach Green and Coach Harden. From the look of it, they are a couple. I would have never guessed. Coaches meant business. Coach Green has a lean body build. He hovered over me and slid his cock in my hole top down at an angle. It felt so good and his cock is just what I needed after the double slam. Jay grabbed my face and started fucking my mouth while Aaron stood behind him pinching his nipples. Then Coach Harden started sliding his dick in me under Coach Green’s cock. That was how I knew I was high out of my mind or there would have been no way I could have been DPed by coaches right away. Coach Green started pumping his dick and and out of my hole while Coach Harden grabbed my dick like a joystick and stroked it. A few minutes later, he started pumping his cock in me in a synchronized motion. My hole felt so full but I hardly had time to moan with Jay’s cock in my throat. Then they both started groaning loudly then I felt my hole filled with cum with every additional pump they did, the cum gushing out of my hole. Coach Harden swiped up some of the overflow cum with his finger and fed it to Coach Green. Both of them got dressed up and out the door. Wasted no time lingering around. After they left, Jay pulled his cock out and turned my head toward Aaron’s cock. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with two sets of magnetic metal balls, putting each set around my nipples. I groaned loudly as he put them on my nipples because they squeeze so incredibly tight. They hurt but they hurt so good. I could feel my cock twitching with them on my nipples. I haven’t been able to close my mouth so my face is slobber with excess saliva and Jay’s precum. Then in the camera I see Jay standing behind me putting a hollow buttplug in my ass. It went easily thanks to the coaches' cum. I bet they never guessed that we were fucking one of their star players just a few months after graduation. Jay slipped on a cock extender on his already thick and long 9.5 in dick. I started moaning loudly with Aaron's cock in my throat and I honestly do not think I can take his dick with an extender on it making it thicker and longer, but I had no choice with a hollow butt plug. My muscle could not come close enough to resist Jay’s monster reinforced cock. Jay said “open up pup. I know you want this dick badly”. He continued to force his way in and his arm wrapped around my waist to stroke my cock. Once he’s in me balls deep, I could hear and feel his dick pumping my wet hole in a rhythm. Him and Aaron started picking up on the pace and both unloaded in my hole and mouth around the same time. Aaron cum so much he filled up my throat completely. He kept his dick all the way in and ordered me to swallow all of it. Aaron pushed a button on the side of my mask to release a new round of popper into my mask. My mind fell into a block hole because the poppers were so much stronger this time. When I came back to reality, there was a guy sucking my dick under me with his fist hook in my ass. His knuckle pressing firmly on my prostate. He could hear me moaning on the other side of the wall and said “yeah boy. You fucking love that fist in you, don’t you. Is this your spot?” he pressed on my prostate firmly and rubbed it then he pulled his fist out, came out from under to shove his dick in me. I have no idea how big he is. All I know is that he was thick. Almost as thick as his fist. He made my eyes roll back so hard then Aaron untied my mouth gag but quickly put his jock in my mouth and taped it up with a duct tape across my face. He attached two electric probe on my nipples and shocking me as my cum filled hole getting fucked by…….I all the sudden recognized the man fucking me. It was my uncle. I haven’t seen him in years but there’s no doubt that is him. His skull tattoos on his left chest. I never knew his dick would be this thick. Jay whispered in my ear “recognize who is fucking you now, don’t you? How do you like that? Did you like your uncle’s fist in you? He loves bottomless pup like you. Do you want us to reveal who you are? So you can secretly be a pup to your uncle. What do you think?” I shocked my head instinctively but to be quite honest, I love the thought of it. Every bit of it. I just didn’t quite come to term in my mind when I was high as fuck. I heard my uncle grunt loudly then waves of his load splatter all over my back. He slapped my ass cheek left and right and said “great hole. Jay and Aaron, I'd love to use this hole again so let me know if there’s next time. I bet my brother will love this hole, too” His brother? Did he mean dad or my other uncle? Either would be quite unthinkable because I never thought any of them were gay. But my god, he fucked so good. My uncle then picked up the lighter and the pipe from a table outside of the camera frame and let out a big cloud. He stuck his fingers in my hole massaging my prostate and stroking my cock and got me so close. He all the sudden shoved his dick all the way back in my hole and it hit my prostate dead on, which made me cum all over while he pissed in my hole. He saw me cumming so he grabbed and stroked my dick hard and fast. I felt like I had a second orgasm immediately after because my body tensed up once more and more cum came shooting out of my dick as he finished peeing in me. He grabbed a marker on my lower back and wrote his initial HL. Then he shouted out to Jay and Aaron “hey man. I’m gonna take a shower before I head out” then the picked up his clothes and belongings and walked out the room naked. I’m convinced that my Uncle’s piss was saturated with tina because after he pissed in me, it sent me over the edge. I started to get very sleepy and fell asleep with the pup mask on my face and magnetic balls on my nipples. His cock was by far the most satisfying fuck I had. My last thought was how can I approach him outside of his house and which brother was he referring to.

OK .... OK ... The highlight of Fri night wasn't in my favorite area (the darkroom), it was in the orgy room. Dimly lighted, but you can at least see the guys near you. There are built-in benches (taller than what comes to mind) on the N and S side of the orgy room, with a big round upholstered (vinyl, hopefully) sofa-like thing in the middle. It was jammed, took several minutes just to wriggle my way in, and some guy got up off the bench and I got his place. To my left were guys bent over the bench taking loads. To my right, another guy, who was in process of taking a load. Nice looking, nice body, all of that. Got my Cock out of my jeans, and inched closer to him. Put my hand next to my right leg, his hand a few inches away. Saw him looking at my hard Cock sticking out of my jeans, and his hand moved slightly closer. So, I moved mine as well, and gently stroked his hand. He was making the most inspiring sighs - the most lovely groans - and I wanted some of that, but I wanted the Cock that was fucking him to Breed him first. and I don't really like pushing myself into what is clearly a 2-guy fuck. Other guys sucked my Cock while I was waiting for my chance, maybe 5 or 6 ... and I must say, I've never had a bad (toothy) blowjob over there, but I wanted the guy's ass that was bent over the bench I was sitting on. Eventually he put his hand on mine, all the while making the most beautiful sighs and groans - Mozart-for-the-fuckjoints*. Finally the guy in his Hole shot his load, and my "intended" moved directly in front of me to suck my Cock. That left his Hole sticking out right in the middle of where other guys were squeezing through the crowd making the circuit of the room. Long story short, my eyes weren't the only ones on his Hole - he took several Cocks up his Hole while he sucked mine - not sure how many Bred him though. Finally, when I had the chance, I just spun him around and told him to sit on it - so his face was pointed at crotch-level into the crowd. He wasn't the best Cocksucker I've ever had, but his heart and soul were into it, so who am I to object? After a little while, I stood up, turned him around to face the bench, and kept rutting. And - no surprise - some guy tried to fuck ME. I had to tell him twice that I couldn't accommodate him, but it was kinda hot. Pumped him full of my load, squatted down and sucked that Hole .... stood up, thanked him, he returned the favor, and we went our separate ways. *Yes, obviously my very favorite composer ... Sat night: even better ... So when you arrive at Slammer, you have to fill out a form, name, addy, license number, etc. There's a shelf-like plank with clipboards and these forms, so you can get all that written down before getting to the payment window. Sometimes on really busy nights they set up a tall-but-small table on the other side of the entrance so the guys that previously bought the 3-month memberships can get in more quickly (on weekends, the line to get in can go out the door into the parking lot). Kind of a little "perk" for the regulars, I guess. Anyway, one of the employees - and no, I won't spill his name - but he's always been my favorite over there, and it was him manning that extra sign-in table. He flashed me a lovely grin, called me by name, asked how I am, etc - and I my Cock got hard. He saw it, felt me up, and licked his lips, so I put my hand down his jeans and felt up his Hole - and it was right there - not back behind a pair of fat cheeks - right there. Felt the fur in his hole, and I'd have fucked him right then and there. Guys waiting in line to get in started to chant "fuck him - fuck him" - which I didn't. We weren't even inside the joint yet - it was just the foyer. He said some nice things, I responded, but it was Saturday night - there was a long line, and no guy waiting in line to even get into the place wanted to waste one more minute on the "mating dance" us. He did ask if I had a boy of my own, which was interesting. He wrapped it up, saying something like 'I want that' .... to which I "replied Well, you have all my contact information already - name, address, phone # ......". So we'll see what happens ... I'd love to hear the doorbell, open the door, and see that smiling face. But then, maybe he does that with a lot of the regulars. So, went into the joint, did all my usual stuff, rutted my way down the line of Holes in the darkroom, went to the orgyroom, but it was just too jammed to get in - so went to the elevated Cocksucker's gallery and fucked some throats - (never experienced a bad Cocksucker there), wandered around for a while (and saw two guys I knew from "regular" life), and finally hit the darkroom again, sucked some Holes, pumped a load up one of them. So yeah, it was a great couple of nights .... and, if I hear from 'name-withheld", I'll mention it. Ya'all's bunch of hot, sweet, wonderful fantastic PIGS ..... and Iove every damn one of ya ......

I didn't see Mitch at all the next day, until dinner, which was fine by me because even though he left that note, I was still nervous at the thought of being confronted by him. I had just sat down at the dinner table when he strolled into the dining room. He had just gotten back from practice and looked sweaty. He must not have showered afterward. He was wearing a muscle shirt that was split down the sides all the way to his waist, showing off not only those perfect arms, but his ribcage and tapered waist. His basketball shorts hugged his perfect globe ass, clinging to the mounds almost like a second skin, revealing the cleft between his cheeks that had soaked up some of his sweat. The piece de resistance was the flip-flops on his feet, displaying those glorious size 13's. He couldn't have looked hotter if he was buck naked. He casually winked at me as he gave his balls a little scratch on his way into the kitchen to get his dinner. My heart skipped a beat. Returning with a plate mounded with food, he sat directly opposite of me. I got a big whiff of his musky scent as he reached for the salt and pepper. My mouth kind of went dry and I gulped down some water, trying not to look directly at his divine awesomness. The guys were all talking about the toga party, who fucked who, who struck out, which bitches were the sluttiest, the usual guy talk. I had just taken a big mouthful of food when suddenly I felt a foot right on my crotch. I choked from shock and spit my food onto my plate. "You ok man?" Mitch asked, looking right at me. "Yea, yea." I sputtered, grabbing my water. I just swallowed wrong. "Well lets hope you don't swallow wrong again." he said as he ground his toes into my cock. "We wouldn't want you...choking." I flushed bright red as he removed his foot from my groin. God Damn he was going to fuck with my head! I guess that's payback for me fucking him. I looked at my brothers to see if anyone had noticed, but they were oblivious. Thank God. I just quickly finished my dinner and left the table, heading out to the library. I was sitting in a cubicle, immersed in my biology text book when someone sat in the one next to me. Glancing down I recognized Mitch's feet and my heart lept into my throat. "Hey buddy," he said as he reached across my cubicle for my backpack on the shelf. His arm pit was inches from my face, and he moved extra slow, making sure I got a good, long sniff. "You got an extra highliter in there? I seem to have forgotten one." He settled back into his seat and started studying. I was done. There was NO way I could concentrate for one second on my textbook with my sweaty Nordic god sitting next to me. I just stared blankly at the pages. I should have just left, but I was caught in his mesmerising web. Every few minutes he would stretch his arms, giving me a new, fresh whiff of his pits. After an hour I could take no more. "Well I'm done for the night." I said, packing up my stuff. "See you back at the house." "Oh you will." he said as I walked away. Thank God he couldn't see the erection I was getting. Back at the house I tried to watch some t.v. to clear my mind. But all I could see was Mitch. After a while he came back and went up to his room. After a while, I went up to my own room and went to bed. I took out Mitch's jockstrap. It was still moist from the load I had added to it last night. I held it over my nose and breathed deep while I jerked my cock to an explosive orgasm. I drifted off to sleep still holding my prized possession. I was startled out of my sleep by a hand across my mouth and a large body on top of mine. "Shhhhhh......it's Ok Cole. Its just me." Mitch whispered in my ear. "Don't wake the guys up!" "What the fuck are you doing?" I whispered back. "I think you know! I'm getting payback for last night!" That's when I realized we both were naked, and I didn't care. Whatever my God wanted, he'd get. "Get down there and suck my cock!" I didn't have to be told twice! He was already hard and I had to spread my mouth wide to take his monster in me. And he wasn't being gentle. He forced it down into my throat, gagging me. Past my tonsils he pushed it while I choked and sputtered. "Take it fucker! Choke on it bitch! You took what you wanted last night, tonight it's my turn!" He pushed the back of my head down as hard as he could until my nose was buried in his pubes. I couldn't breath as he stayed buried to the hilt. Finally when I thought I would pass out, he let me up for air. I gulped and gasped before he forced his huge cock back down my throat. He kept that up, waiting till I ran out of air, then letting me breath, then burying his dick deep in my throat. "Fuck yea faggot. This is want you want isn't it? You want my cock choking you! Well take it bitch!" He was right. This WAS what I wanted! I didn't care how, I was taking his magnificent cock. I knew at that moment I would do ANYTHING for him. He started fucking my throat faster and I knew he was close. "Oh fuck dude......I'm gonna fucking cum! Take it bitch. Fuckin swallow it!" He pumped a big load down my throat and I swallowed it down as the golden nector it was. He didn't pull out until he had squirted every last drop. "Fuck man.....that was good. You suck a good cock! You must have had practice." He said collapsing on the bed. "Don't think were done bitch, that was just the first one!" He grabbed my head and shoved it into his pit. I didn't need to be told what to do. I started rutting like a pig, sniffing and licking his stench, and loving it. He moved me to his other pit which I cleaned with just as much vigor. If he thought he was trying to humiliate me, well he just didn t get my level of admiration for him. I was now his bitch whenever he wanted it. Pulling me out of his pit, he moved his body so his ass was over my face. He planted his sweaty, hairy crack on my nose and I went bat shit crazy! I feasted on his funk like a starving Ethiopian! I licked, I smelled, I sucked every inch of his sweaty jock ass. His asshole was the best part, all moist and dank. I felt a tinge of sadness when he finally pulled off. I could have died happy there. Without a word, he just pushed my knees to my chest and spit on my hole a few times. Then he lined up his cock and slowly pushed it in me. Oh God it hurt so had! But I didn't want him to stop. If this is what he wanted, I would give it to him. He covered my mouth with his hand to silence any sounds I made, and pushed his cock in me balls deep. I was breathing fast and shallow as I tried to relax my ass. He gave me a minute to adjust, then started to fuck me. "Oh fuck!" He exclaimed. "This is WAY better than a pussy! So tight! Fuck yea! Squeeze my cock bitch!" I felt so proud that I was pleasing him that I milked his cock as hard as I could, despite any pain I felt as his fat 9 inches plundered my hole. He fucked me non stop for 20 minutes. I just wrapped my arms and legs around him, never wanting to let him go. "Here it comes bitch!" He finally said. "Take my cum. I know it's what you want! Take it all you faggot!" He went ridged as he buried himself as deep as he could. I could feel his cock pulse deep in me as he shot spurt after spurt of his hot cum deep in my bowels. Then he surprised me by grabbing my own rock hard cock and jerking it. "Cum for me baby." he said almost tenderly. "Chm for the quarterback. Do it!" I shot a huge load all over our chests and his hand. When I had finished he fed me my cum, cleaning it all off of us. Then he surprised me again and planted his lips on mine and tongued my mouth as he pulled his spent cock out of my ass. "Damn that was good." he said as he pulled his shorts on. "See you tomorrow night, bitch." he grinned as he left my room. I just drifted off to sleep.....contented.

[DO NOT do this at home. It's rape, it's illegal, it's wrong...] Douglas was a walking, talking wet dream. He was 5-11, 160, had short brown hair, and the sexiest brown eyes you've ever seen. He was all toned muscle. No fat on that boy. His shoulders, chest, and abs were the envy of many dudes. He had been on the basketball, swimming, and wrestling teams all four years in high school, and had lettered in all three. He was every girl's dream date and more than one guy's fuck dream. Doug had no idea how sexy he was. He was completely naïve and oblivious. He had dated only a few girls and never had a serious relationship. He rarely went to parties, and, except for the communion wine, avoided alcohol. His Dad was the pastor of a large nondenominational church in Albuquerque; and ever since he could remember, Doug had wanted to follow him into the ministry. He was 19, and had just finished his freshman year at Liberty University, a Christian college in Virginia. On the long trek back to New Mexico, just this side of Amarillo, his Explorer started acting up. He pulled off the highway onto a deserted service road. Poor Doug had one other deficiency—he knew nothing about cars. He was staring vacuously at the steaming engine when a van pulled along side. Horny Chris stared at the Boy for a few moments. Doug was wearing a white tee and tight, faded Levis that highlighted his perfect Bubble Butt. Chris saw the bumper sticker: Liberty University. 'Mmmmmm. Oh my God! A good Christian boy!' Chris was somewhat of a Twink himself. He was 24, and about Doug's height and build, but had blonde hair. Oh, yeah, and Chris was opportunistic, unscrupulous, Gay and POZ. He'd been infected during a night of wild whoring at the Midtown Spa in Dallas, and felt duty bound to induct whomever into the Gay STD Hall of Shame. And he had a special weakness for pretty, young, religious boys like Doug. He glanced in the back of the Explorer and saw that it was filled with luggage. Looked like the Kid was headed home for the summer. "Car trouble?" Chris inquired. "Yeah," Doug acknowledged. "It's stallin' out and overheatin'. I tried to call the Triple-A, but my cell phone doesn't work out here." "Mind if I take a look?" "Sure," Doug said. "Help yourself." "Name's Chris," the newcomer introduced himself. "I'm Doug. Glad to meet you." Chris gave the engine a once-over. "Looks like your radiator fluid's low. It's overheated. You need to let her cool down a bit—then fill her up. I've got some water in the van." "Good," said Doug, reaching for the radiator cap. "No!" cried Chris, pulling Doug's arm back. "You could burn yourself! Give it time to cool down." Doug nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Thanks, but I don't want to inconvenience you." "I'm sure you'd do the same for me." A broad grin crossed Dougie's face. "So, you go to Liberty University?" "Yeah, you heard of it?" "My cousin went there a few years ago." The so-called cousin had flunked out. "I'm studying to be a minister. My dad has a church in Albuquerque." Doug was clearly excited about his calling, while Chris's mind was already in the gutter. "Wanna join me in the van while we're waitin? Cooler in there." "Love to!" the Boy agreed. Chris smiled at the Kid's enthusiasm and wondered if the Punk would still "love to" later on. He rummaged in the back and returned with a couple open Cokes. "Thanks," Doug said, gulping down the brew. "Oh man, that tastes good. I didn't realize how thirsty I was." He took one swig and then another. Within a minute the soft drink was gone. "Whoa!" Doug exclaimed. "I think I got too much sun out there. My head is spinning." "You all right?" Chris sounded concerned. "Wanna lie back? The seat reclines." "Yeah, thanks." Doug pressed a button that eased back the seat. His eyes were drooping, and his speech was slurred. He had no clue that Chris had spiked his Coke with GHB. "Hey man, you okay?" Chris sounded far away. Doug's head was swimming. He felt dizzy. His eyes were heavy, and he had no inclination to reply. "Here, let me help you into the back so you can lie down," Chris offered, dragging the drugged young man out of his seat. Overtaxed from all the dead weight, Chris positioned the insensate Youth on an air mattress with pillows to prop him up. He busied himself setting up a video cam while Douglas flaked in cuckoo land. With preparations well in hand, Chris turned to court the oblivious Young Man. He unzipped his fly and hauled out his 8 inches. "Hey, buddy, wanna protein shake?" He ran his Dick back and forth across Doug's handsome face and over his lips, leaving a trail of Precum glistening on his new Boyfriend’s face. "Nnnnnn... " Doug moaned, barely cognizant of what was up. Chris slipped his index finger in the Young Man’s mouth, prying his jaw open, and slid his fat, dripping Cock into the dazed Stud's mouth. With one hand on the back of Dougie's head, he began to fuck his Playmate's face. The Kid had no conception what was going down. Chris pulled his Dick from Dougie's throat, reached in his gym bag, and pulled out his Poppers. He held the bottle to the Youth's nose. "Come on," Chris coaxed. "Take a nice deep breath." The Teen inhaled, and his body shuddered. Bingo! Chris quickly switched the bottle to the other nostril and instructed Doug to sniff again. The high-as-a-kite Youngster did as he was told, and was soon floating on Cloud Nine. A low guttural moan escaped his lips. For good measure, Chris administered a couple more hits. Then he took his own half-empty can of Coke, and topped it off with whisky. He placed it to the Young Man's lips and made the young Teetotaler imbibe. Doug reflexively tried to spit it out, but Chris forced him to swallow. Having rarely consumed alcohol before, in congress with the Poppers and GHB, the Boy was totally fucked up. Chris shoved his Cock back down Dougie's throat, grabbed his ears, and began to fuck his face in earnest. When he felt his Balls begin to boil, he pulled out, jerked a few more times, and spewed his Noxious Load right onto Dougie's pretty face. Seven spurts hit Doug dead on. There was Jizz in his hair, his eyes, and on his lips and chin. Some dribbled down his tee. Chris scooped up some of the Toxic Spooge, and, with his nails, dug it into Dougie's inner cheeks and gums. "Be a good boy and take your medicine. Daddy wants so to give you AIDS." Chris slid Doug down till he lay prone and quickly re-aimed the video cam. He pulled off the Young Hunk's tee and marveled at the smooth chest, pointy Nips, and chiseled Abs. He leaned down and sucked and bit the manly Tits, nibbling at them real good. "Unhhhhh... Ooooohhh... Mmmmmm..." the inebriated Freshman moaned. Chris watched the Stud's Cock-Bulge balloon. "Oh yeah, I bet you're still a Virgin." Tweaking and twisting his Victim's Nips, he blew in his ear and licked his lobes. "Oooooh.......Noooooo...." Doug moaned, half conscious of the stimuli and how his body was responding. He may have been thinking no, but his tumescent Shaft sure as hell was nodding yes! Chris frenched him and kept up the titty torture. Within seconds Doug began to kiss him back. Oh yeah...a guy's a guy and a mouth's a mouth—Gay or Straight—it doesn't matter. Chris played tonsil-hockey with his Drugged-Up Play Thing a few more minutes. He traced his finger across the Student's lips, down to the waistband of his jeans. He tongued Doug's belly button and once again nibbled on those perky, pouty Nips. "Ahhhhhh!" Doug gasped, trying to push Chris away; but the besotted Youth was too far gone, and Chris had no trouble pinning him. He grabbed a rope from his gym bag, tied Doug's wrists above his head, then continued torturing the Cunt. He unbuttoned the Boy's jeans and slid the zipper down. Poor Dougie’s Cock was well-endowed but under-nourished, and the Kid's hard Rod jumped appreciatively as Chris slobbered on his Cock and Balls. Chris lifted Dougie's Ass and stripped his jeans completely off. Doug's legs were tanned and muscular, with a light smattering of hair. He fingered the Boy's quivering Pussy and felt it spasm beneath his touch. The Youth was totally at his mercy, his body screaming FUCK ME!—or so it seemed. With the video cam already catching every nuance of the Boy's enthrallment, Chris grabbed a digital camera and began to shoot pic after pic of the naked, aroused Nymph. Besides the carnal pleasure, Chris stood to make a few bucks off the Kid. He'd knew exactly which web sites to post the Teasers on. And the video—wow! He could make a mint off of that—once guys realized it wasn't fake. After taking several Polaroids specifically meant for DEO—Doug's Eyes Only (for Chris was fond of acronyms), he ran his hands over the dazed Teen's chiseled Bod, twisting his Nips and engulfing the Young Twink's out-of-control Joystick in the warm, wet recesses of his mouth and throat. Shit! The Kid's Precum was so saccharin and crystal clear. He couldn't wait to contaminate it with his own POZ Spooge. For on more than one occasion Chris had used the BUG to bond with another man, and Doug was just the latest to fall victim to his wiles. He placed Doug's legs on his broad shoulders and lifted his sweet, tight Target off the mattress. He slid his index finger up the Virgin Pussy and wiggled it against his Prostate. The Man Child began to buck and moan. He gave the Kid another hit of Poppers and another shot of booze. It was time to teach the Preacher's Son a lesson. Shucking off his own jeans and briefs, Chris lubed up his Dick with Jizm from the Christian's Cummy Face AND RAMMED IT UP THE VIRGIN'S ASS. Doug screamed in pain as Chris reamed his nigh unlubricated Chute. Chris fed the Youth more Poppers, which he readily accepted—perhaps because, subconsciously, he knew they helped. Chris continued to fuck Doug for the next half hour, grinding his own POZ SPOOGE into the Innocent's Ass Walls. The Kid got fucked till his abraded Sphincter was caked with Cum and Blood and Stools. In a single afternoon the straight-laced Christian Fundamentalist had been transformed into a wretched Faggot Cum Dump. The sun was setting, and Chris dragged the Youth, clad only in his birthday suit, over to his SUV, and dumped him in. He stashed two plastic gallon jugs beside the wheel well, along with an envelope containing a few choice Polaroids and a note warning that if he discussed their little affaire de coeur with anyone, he'd be the next Gay Poster Boy. Yeah—like Chris wasn't already intending to cash in; but he figured Doug would be so ashamed, he'd never tell a soul. Chris looked down at the somnolent, defiled Youth stretched across the bench seat of the SUV. It gets cool in the desert after dark, and the falling temp would wake the Young Man up for sure. He wondered, now that Doug had had his first exposure to Gay Sex, the only sex he'd ever known, if he'd cum back for more. And then there was the matter of his Special Seed. Had Chris succeeded in breeding the Boy? Alas, he'd never know. The fading roar of Chris's engine caused the inebriated Youth to stir. His eyes fluttered, blinded by the brilliant oranges of the setting desert sun. His head ached so bad. So did his Ass. He fell back asleep and dreamt erotic fantasies about some guy named Chris.

Been chatting with this guy for some time on Grindr. About several different fetishes that we have and things. He wanted to meet so I sent him the general location and he drove out to the area and I saw the distance get shorter and shorter and shorter he actually tracked me down and stalked me to my apartment. I was not going give him my address yet, but he was literally outside my door and I gave him the apartment number. This is like early in the morning it was still dark out and everything. So I invited him in and he dropped his pants and demanded a blowjob so I gave it to him this morning.

*Generally speaking*, no. The reason is that before you start PrEP, any prescriber worth his salt is going to have you HIV tested - and not just the rapid test kind, but a more accurate test - to verify that you're actually HIV-negative. Those results usually take a few days. (You can say "definitely negative" but a prescriber is going to want to know for sure.) The reason is that if you're HIV-positive, you don't want to start PrEP, which only prevents HIV; it can't treat it, because it only contains some of the types of medication needed for effective treatment. As a result, you could become resistant to the parts of the medication that are in PrEP, and then later, if you're diagnosed (correctly) as HIV-positive, many of the standard meds might not work. Also, bear in mind that a month's supply of PrEP (assuming you take the daily dose) is going to be very expensive if you pay out of pocket. There's a lot of talk of PrEP being available in the US at no cost to the patient, but that's when the cost is transferred to an insurer, government medical program, or whatever - and all of those keep records. Going to the "on demand" dosing is cheaper, but 30 tablets, whether they last you one month or six (because you need at least 4 each time you have unprotected sex), that's still anywhere from $1500 to $2000 a bottle, if you pay retail pricing. And if nothing else, the place that fills the prescription is going to have your name, address, etc. on file, because that's required for filling the prescription.

I was visiting a mid west town and stumbled into a small college gay bar. Not much going on but I did see a few cute young boys drinking it up. That's where I noticed him. A young and tight looking boy maybe 21 drinking it up with his buddies. I saw him break off and walk to the bathroom so I followed. I could tell walking behind him he was drunk and was hiding a nice ass in his jeans! I pulled up to the urinal next to him and whipped out my semi hard 8 inch cock with a massive head and just left it hanging out as I pissed. Then he looked over at it and looked up and saw me sniffing some kola. He said what's that? I told him Kola, He said "no shit. Never done it before." I turned facing him with my cock and asked want some? He said sure how much. I told him was from out of town and looking for a place to crash we could party and hang out. He said Yeah, His drunk body not thinking of what he just committed to. We walked out he said goodbye to his friends and we drove back to his apartment on campus. He said he lived alone cause his roommate always stayed with his girlfriend. So I knew this was going to be a good night. We got to his place and we sat on the sofa, I asked for a drink so as he got up I set up some lines - mine with kola his with kola and meth. I blew my lines and he did both of his. Eager, cause for a first time he took a lot. Within minutes I could tell his mind was spent and rolling on the alcohol and drugs. So I offered another line. He eagerly said sure and sniffed down two more long trails of sex dust! We started to talk about sex. He had only been with two guys, and he had only topped. I knew I wanted it and moved in, I started kissing and undressing him seducing his fucked up mind with my body. He began to slurp on my cock with enjoyment. I let him slurp as I knew his mind would even weaken more. He started to really relax and then I knew he was there for the taking, I pulled off his clothes revealing a young smooth body with a nice pale cock. He laid back smiling up at me as I moved in licked his cock and began to eat his hole. He moaned and whimpered as I danced my tongue over his tender hole. Tight and smooth I could smell its innocence. I then came up leaving my dripping cock in his crack as I started to kiss him. I paused and looked into his eyes and asked you like that? Yes he whimpered. My cock head found his hole and pressed into it, I looked him in his eyes and said I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to slid my cock into you're your hard body. He said okay and closed his eyes. I told him to leave them open. And I looked deep into his sole as I pushed my cock hard into his sweet hole. My dick forged a path through his muscle and deep into his body until I could feel my balls slap his ass. I looked into his eyes and told how nice he felt, how warm and hungry his ass was. He smiled. His brain obviously on overload. I smiled at him and kissed him the told how my cock felt, hard, swollen. I looked into his eyes and told him how I was going to fuck his ass and convert it. How my poz cum was going to flow into his body. His eyes just looked up at mine and he smiled. I was in heaven. I started pumping his ass hard and with furry. I smiled at him and asked if he wanted it, he smiled back and said yes, yes yes. It was hot, I was telling this boy over and over how I was going to poz his hole, convert his ass... He was so fucked up I don't think he thought much about it - he just loved how it felt and laid there and smiled. I love boys in this state. I told him here it comes baby to prepare for a big poz load to poison his hole. My cock began to poor out creamy viral cum deep into his ass. The whole time the boy smiling and asking for it. I fucked that boy 6 times that night each time giving him a new load of my jizz. After I was done the boy passed out on the bed, spent and used and now pozz. I looked around his place and gathered up some kewl clothes he had, and some tommy undies, and cleaned out his wallet and left.

Long dead thread, but here’s hoping Scorpion brings it back to life sometime!

To ask this question this crowd is funny. You could also ask: Breathing. Yes or No?

Absolutely! I love the taste of cum

@DCWildBtm because, of course, that was where Ricky got invented. You'll be seeing more of those guys too. Thank you!

Chapter 9: Interlude – Family Day It was the week after Labour Day, and although the skies were still sunny and the air still warm, the shorter daylight hours hinted that winter was coming. On Thursday night of that week, Terry said at dinner, “Guys, there’s something we haven’t done all year, but I’d love to do it this Sunday, if all of you are free. Let’s pack up some food and drinks and spend the day at the beach together, as a family, because that’s really what we are now.” Everyone was instantly on board with the idea, and there followed a quick discussion about ways and means, timing, and how to handle the food and drinks. On Sunday morning, despite some habitual grumbling about getting up before noon, everyone was ready to go in good time because they all knew that space on the beach would be at a premium and they wanted enough room to be together in one place. At ten o’clock they came down to the front door in swimsuits and t-shirts, loaded their towels, beach gear, and two big coolers into a pair of Ubers, and headed off down to Santa Monica. They were actually in good time, and got a nice spot without any trouble, fairly close to some of the volleyball courts which a few of the guys wanted to be able to use. There they spread out a broad carpet of a dozen towels, giving room for the big umbrella, the coolers, a couple of beach chairs, and ample space for any or all of them to stretch out on the towels and catch some rays. It didn’t take long at all for the other occupants of the beach to notice and (in some cases) zero in on the group of six hot young men all in sexy, body-hugging swimwear. Strangely enough, though, none of the six young guys appeared to notice or even care about all the people pointing cameras at them throughout the day. It turned out to be an amazing day for everyone. The six of them swam, they sunned, they played volleyball and frisbee, they ate the picnic lunch which Ricky had pulled together, they downed bottles of water and beer and wine, they slept, they talked, and they let the combination of the Pacific surf and the California sun wash and dry away all their daily problems and hassles and worries. Everyone was a little surprised that Ryan was the one who seemed to be everywhere with his phone, capturing every moment, every laugh, every pratfall, every snarky comment, every wacky facial expression in a huge library of photos and video clips. Of all the six of them, the one who dived right into the whole day with the greatest enthusiasm was Terry. Although he was definitely a joker and had light-hearted moments, the day-to-day Terry also could be irascible, sarcastic, short-tempered, as sharp-tongued (in Ryan’s words) as an old country gossip. This day on the beach, all those sides of him had vanished. On this Sunday, he was all light-hearted and happy, laughing at his own tumble when leaping for the frisbee, chasing enthusiastically after a beach towel that was going for a stroll hand-in-hand with the wind, spraying himself with a beer which he had absent-mindedly shaken up a few times, and loving every moment of it. Dylan summed it up by saying to Ricky, “See that eagle tattoo on Terry’s shoulder? That’s who he is and that’s what he’s doing today – spreading his wings and flying high. And that’s awesome.” Around three o’clock, when Ricky started getting antsy about having enough time to prepare dinner for everyone and wanted to get going, Dylan casually tossed out the suggestion that they forget the gourmet meal for once and just order out for pizza once they got home. The motion passed unanimously, and Ricky was secretly relieved that he could be off duty. He was having too much fun to want to go home. The six young men lingered on the sand right to the day’s end, sitting side by side in a row with their arms draped around each other’s shoulders as they watched the sun dipping slowly into the flaming red ocean. As the colour faded out of the sky, they gathered up their gear and headed back to the road, where the two Ubers Terry had ordered up were waiting for them. In went all the beach gear and six bone-weary but very happy young men. Back at Twink Heaven, they stripped off wet swimsuits, put away food containers, bagged up cans and bottle for the recycling, and threw on casual duds for the balance of the evening. By the time that was all done, the pizzas had arrived, and another round of drinks got broken out. It was Ricky who said aloud what all of them were thinking. “Terry, our leader, the head of the Twink Heaven Family, thanks for suggesting today and helping us all to grow closer to each other.” “To Terry!” they all shouted in unison and drank to him while he blushed as red as the sunset they’d all seen an hour earlier. After the pizzas were gone, they all lingered in the living room, chatting and laughing. The day was too special to be cut short. Leo was the one who asked, “Guys, let’s go around the circle. What was your most special moment of the day, and why was it special to you?” The answers were as varied as the personalities of the six, but of them all, it was Terry’s reply that lodged itself in Ricky’s memory. Terry’s response had been, “Sitting on the sand and watching the sunset with my family.” It was an answer that almost any of them might have given. Duarte and Ryan were the only ones who maintained any ties with their birth families, and in Duarte’s case the connections were “proper” and “formal” rather than any closer relationship. Ricky had walked away from his mother’s endless carping, while Leo, Dylan, and Terry had all been thrown out and banished. It was no wonder that everyone nodded, and murmured agreement at Terry’s response to Leo’s off-the-cuff question. It was after midnight when the guys belatedly remembered that tomorrow was a work day for most of them, and some sleep might be a good idea. As it happened, Ricky had a day off and Dylan had an afternoon shift, so they were the last two to get up and head to their room, putting out the lights as they went. Once they’d crawled into bed together, Dylan turned to Ricky and kissed him, letting Ricky feel that his cock was in a frisky mood. Ricky chuckled. “Not a word or look all day, and now he decides he wants to play.” “That’s right. Do you want to pitch or catch?” Ricky had actually never heard that metaphor before, but he understood it perfectly without asking. “I’m the starting pitcher tonight.” Dylan pulled Ricky closer, massaging his cock to get it hard enough. He then bent down and proceeded to give Ricky one of the best blowjobs of his life. When Ricky urged him to go for the home run, he swung around and backed onto Ricky’s cock, letting it find his hole and sink inside it. And then Ricky rolled Dylan onto his face, coming up on top of him and lying along his back with his cock embedded in Dylan’s hole. It brought back memories of Alan, and of how his daddy had always made this position feel so special, so intimate, so loving. Ricky was having similar feelings now towards Dylan, his best friend, and proceeded to give Dylan the full Alan treatment, complete with caresses, kisses, and gentle murmurs in the ear, right up to the moment when he speeded up just a bit and let his sperm flow, coating Dylan’s colon with his seed as Dylan’s cock fired off into his clenching hand. Then Ricky rolled off to the side, still inside for a few more minutes before he slipped out. They fell asleep like that, with Ricky spooning Dylan and caressing him with his embracing arms. They would have been surprised – or perhaps they wouldn’t have been surprised at all – if they’d known that a similar scene was unfolding in the other two bedrooms at the same time. Terry’s little idea of a day at the beach had brought out and built up a generous amount of familial love to be shared around in Twink Heaven.

@rawTOP is a developer in the process of constructing a large, connected, coordinated network of websites to host adult content, including porn, adult-oriented social media, and, as I understand it, hookup resources sophisticated and configurable enough to make BBRTS look like Manhunt. His vision is wide-ranging, planning services for generalized as well as specialized interests such as watersports. There’s a tremendous amount of ground to cover. Developing for the web in this day and age is a lot like trying to build a sand castle on a conveyor belt from the back of a galloping horse. Everything is constantly shifting and changing, and keeping everything working - especially when you’re building novel infrastructure - is a major challenge. RawTOP is also working with one arm being twisted behind his back as legislators on the Right keep popping up with proposed laws to try to force him to require unworkable (and unconstitutional) things like age verification) that would make it impossible to do business, and existing bad law like FOSTA/SESTA limiting what he can do. Another element he is trying to work around is escaping the controls if content moderators and the content censorship imposed by financial institutions, etc. This requires working with new forms of distributed interconnection, such as Nostr. There may be things that are unfamiliar or confusing, and there may be a learning curve for end users, but the Net is always changing. Add to all of this the fact that he recently had a health issue from which he is still recovering, and it becomes clear why we still see a work-in-progress. He is extraordinarily busy, and if he cannot find the time to stop and explain himself to everyone’s immediate satisfaction I think we must excuse him. I had the privilege of assisting him with a small aspect of his development last year, and was given an opportunity to peek behind the curtain, as it were. The potential is encouraging. If your activity causes you to stumble through a gap in the curtain and you get a glimpse of what’s happening in the construction zone, consider that a bonus. *Note that I am speaking from my own observations and not as a representative of @rawTOP or the S3X Network. I invite correction of any error or misrepresentation.

Love it when they first start in!

There were a few guys I enjoyed doing it with

@ktopper @tallslenderguy @hntnhole I’m okay. I’m glad that I had the experience with him and as I said, my main concern now is that he is fine and happy. I’ve been in love before but this one hurt more for some reason. Likely because it was the first time I felt this way about a man. @tallslenderguy you are so right and you aren’t rambling at all. @hntnhole I’ve got more hobbies and interests than I can devote time to. Plus my work. Plenty of people around and I’m okay. I appreciate the thoughts so very much. But you are correct in that unchecked these kinds of emotions can be overwhelming for some and it’s best to keep busy. It’s a little more complicated for me since I’m also in a long term hetero relationship. This place is the only outlet I have to speak about my other “interests” and I’m okay with that. He and I were in similar situation in regards to the discreetness. I guess the biggest issue I have right now is that i really haven’t a desire to feel this type of connection on this level again or at least for a good while. I’m sure there are deeper more loving relationships to be had but I felt like this was pretty good if not perfect for our situation at the time so why bother. This started as a hookup but to tell you the truth, I’m not very good at those and it was a fluke that I did it this time as it had been years since I had craved any male attention or wanted to give any attention. I had just given into my carnal desires and met a wonderful person I had no idea it would turn into quite the affair and end with him feeling guilt over God, sin, church, my adultery etc. kinda fucked up huh 🙂 bottom line, he is and shall remain my first gay love. I could have seen myself give up everything I’ve worked my whole life for to make him happy and be with him. But he’s too young to make that kind of commitment really and it would have been wrong of me to let him or expect that from him. im so glad I had the experience, the feelings, the suspense, the secrecy. It was all exhilarating and even the tragedy of the end of it like @ktopper quoted. It’s better to have loved and lost. thanks fellas.

Close to lunchtime I was on Sniffies seeing if anyone was looking for a lunchtime quickie and got a message from a cute 18 y/o blonde Anglo kid. His picture had me worried as he looked younger, but he said he had an ID to prove he was 18 and he'd just had his birthday before Christmas. The Frisco ISD starts back up tomorrow and he's in high school and as much as I love fucking and getting fucked by high school boys I wasn't about to pass this up. Hotter still his profile was bareback only so I knew he'd be down to take my load and pretty much made it clear he wanted it. I suggested using the locker room in the gym in our building as there's few people here and he was down for that or car play. I gave him the address and told him to text when he got here and he did. I scrambled down to the gym and sure enough, he looked like his picture and he gave me his driver's license, and so I knew his name (Aaron) and introduced myself and led him into the locker room. I checked around and there was no one else in the locker room and as soon as I told him he was on me kissing me, starting to undo my shirt and his. I like how aggressive the kid is and he has his tongue down my throat and is telling me how bad he wants me to fuck him and how bad he wants my loads. I asked him if he wanted to fuck in the shower or in the bathroom stall and he said the stall, smirking at me. I grabbed a towel to clean up after and we went into the stall where we resumed kissing and undressing each other. We weren't at it long before he said he should fuck me first as he was really excited and close to cumming. I asked if he wanted me to suck him first and he laughed saying he was ready to fuck me. I was taking in his hot smooth pale body and his nice long uncut dick, which sadly didn't have much girth. I turned my ass to him and could hear and feel his spit hit my ass and his cock and he slowly worked both into my ass. My ass didn't offer up much resistance as I'd been fucked at the gym this morning before work. His dick entered me easily and soon his was stroking to his heart's content as I told him how good his cock felt in me and how bad I wanted his cum as he tweaked my nipples and kissed and bit the back of my neck. It didn't take long for him to go full throttle and start pounding my ass hard and blasting a huge load I could feel inside me as he let out a loud series of fucks. He apologized saying he was really worked up and cums really quick when he's like that, but that he had another load for me, asking me if I wanted it in my ass or down my throat. I told him not to pull out and that I wanted it in my ass, and how bad I wanted it. He was pulling almost all the way out and slamming all the way in with long hard strokes groaning as he did. As he did I could feel his cum leaking out my ass and dribbling down onto my balls and legs. I loved that he was churning the load already in me deeper inside my guts and adding his own. I could feel his body tense and his breath change, letting out a loud groan and knew he'd cum in me again. He slid out of me and tried to catch his breath and I turned around to kiss him and tell him how hot it was. I was stroking my cock and told him it was his turn and he took his place up against the wall. I did Aaron just as he did me, spit and stick and his ass also offered up no resistance. It was clear he'd been fucked recently and I'm sure if I dropped down to eat his ass I'd get a taste of that guy's load. If he's willing to hook up with a total stranger in a locker room to fuck then clearly he's a slut and probably fucks around a lot. He was groaning a lot, saying how thick my cock was and how good it felt in him, along with how bad he wanted my cum. I decided to push it and for him to tell me how bad he wants it and that he probably gets fucked a lot and he admitted he did. I pushed it asking him how often he gets it and he said he tried to get fucked every day. I asked him if he'd already been fucked today and he said he had. I pumped him for details and it was a guy off Sniffies who came to his house and bred him raw. I loved that he was hooking up with random guys and letting them breed him raw and knew he'd probably be back on Sniffies after this to get more loads. I asked him that and he admitted he was going to. I was so turned on I blasted a massive load inside him that had him begging me not to pull out and stay inside him. I laughed and told him "not a chance" as I kept stroking. I loved that he was so open about being a slut and really wanted to pump another load inside him and so I asked him if he has any regular buds and he admitted he does, but its easier to hook up with random guys. A slut after my own heart as that's what I do, and I laughed and told him that. He admitted he liked how I fucked him and he'd be up to taking my cock again as I kept stroking. I told him I liked it that he already had a load in his ass and he laughed and asked if I'd had one in me too. I said I had and had gotten fucked this morning at the gym. "You know the guy" he asked and I admitted, no, not really. "You just wanted the load didn't you?" I admitted I did and found myself at a new level of horny. I asked him if he liked that I already had a load in me and he admitted he did. I was stroking longer and harder inside him now and close to cumming and told him how bad I wanted to add my cum to the other guy's cum in his ass, which had him moaning and begging for that, telling me to fuck his ass like the slut he is. I called him a slut and said he should take more loads and have me come and fuck him once I'm off work and have him pump his slutty cum inside me too. I let out a load groan and blasted more seed in his slutty cummy hole. I slid out of his ass and he turned around to kiss me, but not before I could see my seed and the seed from the other guy trickling down out of his ass. I asked him if he wanted to shower and he said he was OK and needed to get going, wiping himself off with the towel I'd brought and dressing. I grabbed my clothes to head to the shower and kissed him some more and he asked if I'd be ready to go again later this afternoon. I said I would and he asked me to text him when I left work. He headed out of the locker room and I hit the showers, amazed that I had found a slutty little teen boy but was bummed realizing school starts for the semester and my only will be to hookup in the evenings after work.

I know this forum isn't incredibly active, but just in case.... I'll be in Houston 1/20 - 1/25 (with one night in Dallas for a cumdump event). I'll be at the sauna, checking out the "stairs" I've heard about, and maybe hosting. Let me know if there's something I need to suck... oops, I mean something I need to see... or anything else helpful 🙂

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

The encounter is a true story of my first time visiting Slammer, a raunchy sex club in Los Angeles. My name is Josh. I’m 28 y/o, 5’9, 145 lbs, with a smooth and nicely toned body from regular hours spent at the gym. All in all I’m a decently attractive guy who had been introduced to partying back in 2014, and ever since then my sex life has never been the same. I tend to have binge episodes where I don’t have sex for months, only to have my sexual appetite and tension build up to the point of exploding, resulting in a night or two or weekend of sexual frenzy. I had not had sex for over 2 months and I was really feeling horny. There was a top fuck buddy of mine that I had played with regularly. His name is Mark, he’s about late 40’s, fit and friendly white guy. He lived in downtown Los Angeles, had his own apartment, and he was always generous with his favors. In the past he had hosted me many times for some fun long sessions, and with my building horniness reaching a peak I messaged him asking what he was doing. After waiting a short while, he responded saying he could be free after 7 PM and that I should come over. At this point my hunger and anticipation had built to a climax and I prepared for the long night ahead by showering, putting on a black jockstrap under khaki shorts and a black tank top that fit just right to show off my lean body. I also put my laptop and chargers into a bag and drove the 20 minutes over to his place. When I got to Mark’s place he let me into his apartment and greeted me in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, barefoot, having just showered. He stood just slightly shorter than me, white-gray hair sparsely covering his toned pecs down to his lightly muscled stomach. He led me to the bedroom where there was a nice clean queen size bed with pillows, a closet with sliding door mirrors, and a TV facing the bedroom. I put down my belongings and immediately took off my tank top. “So can I offer you anything to drink or anything…?” He asked me, looking at my smooth body and smiling. I knew the game. He knew what I wanted and I didn’t hesitate to ask: “Could you smoke with me a little bit while I get comfortable?” I smiled bashfully as I asked – and when he heard my question his smile widened into a big grin. “I’d be happy to oblige. In the mean time while I get ready, why don’t you go ahead and pick out a movie.” Mark motioned to the DVD collection on the TV stand, and left me to go rummage in the closet for his supplies. His movie collection was extensive and I saw many of my favorite Treasure Island Media films as well as other bareback porn films. I chose one and popped it into the DVD and started it, just as he returned to me holding a little glass bong. Mark looked me in the eyes as he lit the torch and started to heat up the crystals inside. I watched intently as little wisps of smoke began to rise from the small hole in the bowl, at which Mark looked at me and nodded for me to go ahead. He held the bong pipe to my lips as I slowly and steadily began to inhale; slowly and steadily I heard the light bubbling as I inhaled, seeing the white smoke pass through the bong, through the pipe, and feeling it entering my lungs. I focused on keeping the bubbling at just the right amount, not too much and not too little. I had so much sexual frustration built up over my dry spell that when he started to pull the torch away from the bowl I motioned for him to keep going. A look of surprise and pleasure came on his face as he continued to heat the crystals, resulting in a huge hit. After holding in that first huge hit, I blew out the first initial cloud and it engulfed us, and I quickly went back to the pipe and inhaled whatever was still left burning. Almost instantly I felt the rush, a sense of clarity and an acuity that could only come with the crystal. I also became even hornier. “Wow, what an impressive lung capacity. Now about that drink, why don’t you keep smoking while I go prepare you some Gatorade with G. How much do you take again?” “1.5 mL usually but give me 2 this time. I want you to really party me up and make me submissive.” He nodded, smiling, and headed to the kitchen. I didn’t smoke like he had told me to, but instead, slipped off my shorts and stood facing his mirrored closet door admiring my smooth muscled body wearing only the black jockstrap. I looked really hot like that and the Tina was making me feel extremely sexy and horny. Mark returned with two small glasses, one for him and one for me, smiling as he took a moment to observe my new state of undress. He handed me the glass and said cheers, and we downed the drinks. He then motioned to hand him the pipe and the torch, and he began to take a nice big hit of his own; at the end of his inhale he motioned me to lean forward and he shotgunned his hit into my mouth, which I took in completely. He put one of his other hands around the curve of my smooth ass, giving it a slight squeeze, before nodding to me and lighting the pipe again, holding it out to me. Again he gave me a huge hit, making me inhale lightly and steadily until my lungs were filled with that white smoke. “Good boy” he murmured after I blew out the massive cloud. “You want me to really party up your hole, Josh?” Mark asked me, smiling at me. I nodded yes, feeling the high of the tina starting to take hold of me and unleash the submissive bottom I am inside. “Okay, why don’t you go ahead and get on the bed, on all fours. I’m going to prepare you a nice big booty bump to really teach your hole its purpose.” I got on the bed on all fours, facing away from him, with my back arched, as I heard him rummage with his supplies. Soon enough he had a needleless syringe ready with Tina. “Is that water with Tina?” “It’s about 0.3 grams of Tina dissolved in my spit. Now face forward and let me open you up.” I faced forward as I began to feel his tongue against my hole, probing. He spat once, twice, three times in succession. I love when a top spits on my hole, making it nice and wet. He ate out my ass, taking breaks only to tell me what a sweet tight smooth hole I had. After my ass felt nice and wet from his spit, he told me that he was going to bump me, and I felt the syringe being inserted into my ass with ease. “Are you ready?” He asked me. I nodded, and felt him push the liquid into my hole; a mildly burning sensation immediately followed, and he withdrew the syringe. “Now just hold that position for a little bit.” I stayed in that position, head down, ass up, with the booty bump slowly absorbing into my system. He came back with a moist towel to wipe my hole with, before he continued rimming my hole. With his tongue, he again made it nice and wet, and suddenly, it all hit me. The booty bump was the key to the locked room where I kept my submissive slutty bottom side hidden, and suddenly that door was opened. I felt so good, his tongue against my hole, his hands squeezing and grabbing my ass. I wanted him in me and I spread my knees even farther on the bed, reaching back to spread my cheeks as far as I could, and I exclaimed “oh God I can feel the booty bump and the G. I want you inside me.” With that, Mark turned me over onto my back and put a cylindrical pillow under my ass, elevating it. He handed me a bottle of poppers and said “those are brand new poppers so they should be especially strong.” He then ate out my ass some more as he looked straight into my eyes, my feet in the air, my hands holding them back as I looked at this guy who had his tongue in my ass, making me feel all sorts of pleasure. But I was too horny and high to be satisfied with a mere rim job. I needed his big white cock in my hole and I needed it bad. “Please, spit on my hole and fuck me raw with your spit as lube.” Mark smiled at that comment and stood up, slipping his cock out from the Bike white jockstrap he was wearing. “Well, since you asked so nicely…” he replied as he positioned his hard cock against my hole, sliding it up and down. I immediately unscrewed the cap of the poppers bottle and alternated 2 hits each nostril, - big hits, big inhales that created a beautiful sound of air passing over the bottle opening, and I held my breath to keep it all in after the last hit. I capped the bottle and then resumed holding my legs back, looked straight up into Mark’s eyes and said “please fuck me with your big white cock.” As I exhaled I could feel him begin his push in- the warmth from the poppers hit me and immediately I felt the wonderful lightheadedness and relaxed and openness feeling. It mixed with the G and the T I had taken and I was fully realized – I was now the slutty submissive bottom that I was meant to be. I looked up, taking it all in as he stared back into my eyes as he pushed his big 7” thick cock into me. With only his spit as lube, he managed to get it all in, and the feeling of fullness was more pleasurable than anything in the world. I responded by pulling my legs back more, further exposing my hole, and I looked up and with the high of the poppers and G and T enabling me, I said “please fuck me Sir.”

Chapter 3 – What’s next? In Chapters 1 and 2, I tell about meeting Philip, who had a well-equipped play space in his basement. He and I played on the sling for a while, then he brought down his husband, Ralph. They had me on a St Andrews cross and have both given me their cum. I’m still there, with a butt plug in my ass. I heard footsteps approaching. My arms were the first to be taken out of the straps. Next, my legs were freed, enabling me to bring them together. Before the waist strap was removed, I was wrapped in a bear hug from behind. A voice growled in my ear, “That was great, pig. Are you done, or do you want more?”. “What’s next?” I asked. He chuckled and said, “We’ll see”. He pulled out the butt plug, then I was released from the waist strap and led over to the sofa in the other room. My blindfold was removed. It was Ralph who had released me from the cross, and he was now sitting next to me. He was fully naked except for the harness and vest. Without the hood, I could see his face and recognized him from the gym. We’d exchanged glances in the past but never hooked up. When he came downstairs, he knew who I was, but I didn’t know who he was. Knowing that this guy had bred my ass, and done a whole lot more to me, was exciting since I always wanted to get together with him. Ralph is younger, probably in his mid-40s. He has a shaved head, a dark goatee, and brown eyes. He’s covered in dark fur. His fur is what attracted me to him when I saw him at the gym. Now, he was sitting next to me, naked and hard. When I looked down at his still-hard cock, he laughed and said, “The little blue pill works wonders”. That explained how he could stay hard after breeding my ass. Now, Philip returned with a few beers for us. He, too, was naked, having shed his briefs. It was then that I noticed that my jockstrap was gone, too, so we were three guys sitting around in just chest harnesses. I told Ralph that I always liked seeing his ass when we were at the gym. He stood up and walked into the other room, and got in the sling. Fuck, he looked hot! His hard cock was sticking up, and his hairy ass was open for my pleasure. When he put his hands behind his head, I had to go up and lick out his pits. They were filled with dense fur that held a heady aroma. Sometimes, man smells are better than poppers, and this was one of those times. While I was licking his pits, he was fondling my ass and sticking his fingers into my hole. He was able to get them in with ease since things were well-lubed and opened up. But it was his hole that I was after now, so I moved down to sit on the stool. Before I sat down, Philip came over with the plug and told me to sit down on it before I worked over Ralph’s ass. Of course, I sat down on it, getting it deep into my cum filled ass. Now, I leaned forward and started to caress and massage Ralph’s ass. Philip had some hair around his hole, but Ralph’s ass had even more fur. I blew on his hole to see the hair wave, making him shiver. Philip put the poppers under Ralph’s nose. After his hit, I started to eat his ass. Having all the fur around his hole made it a great experience. I got everything wet with saliva and then started to suck on his hole. Ralph was moaning loudly, showing me how much he appreciated my efforts. Philip offered me the poppers, and I took a small hit. The aroma from Ralph’s pits and now his sweaty ass was intoxicating to me. But the poppers made me into an ass pig. I drove my tongue deep into Ralph’s hole. He reached back and spread his ass open for me, so I went crazy on his hole. Tonguing, licking, sniffing, sucking. Damn, that was a hot hole. Ralph had been sucking Philip, and Philip was hard again. I guess the little blue pill works wonders for both of them. Ralph said to Philip, “Give me your load”, so I stepped back and let Philip drive his cock into Ralph. I moved the stool out of the way and got on the floor under them to watch that gorgeous cock and those low-hanging balls pound Ralph’s furry hole. I would reach up and lick Philip’s cock as it was fucking Ralph, adding to the sexiness and pigginess of it all. Soon, Philip said that he was going to cum. He went deep, and I could see his balls tighten up in preparation for his orgasm. He shot his load in his husband, then pulled out. I sucked his cock into my mouth, cleaning off the cum and ass juices. I looked up at Ralph, then down at his hole, and licked my lips. He nodded, so I went back to eating his ass. Sucking on his hole was a whole new experience since he was filled with cum. Philip gave me another hit of poppers, and I went nuts, felching the cum out of Ralph. He snorted some poppers, too, and was loving all the sensations. Once we were done, we got Ralph out of the sling and went back to the other room. The butt plug was still firmly and comfortably in my ass. During all the fucking and felching, I had forgotten about it. Philip had me spread my legs so that they could see my plugged hole, and he’d reach over and tap it or twist it. It seemed unfair to me that I was the only one who was plugged, so I told them that they should be plugged, too. We selected a plug for each hole, lubed them up, and then I got to insert them into each hairy hole. Fuck, their holes were awesome to look at and to play with. We were all in the living room talking when I realized that Ralph was pushing out the plug and then shoving it back in him. We had all taken control of our own plugs, and I was just mindlessly moving mine around back and forth, but seeing Ralph push the plug out was so sexy. I said, “We need to get you back in the sling for some more ass work.” He agreed, so we moved into the other room. Once Ralph was in the sling, I told him that I was going to give him a booty bump. After all, turnabout is fair play! I chose a nice shard, pulled out the plug, and inserted my finger with the shard. He felt great inside. While I was waiting for the shard to kick in, I sucked his cock and licked his hairy balls. He rewarded me with some flavorful juices. Once I knew that the shard was melted, I selected a dildo for him. It was another Topped Toys creation; this one is Pegasus. It has a flat head but a great flare towards the middle and at the base. I lubed it up and pushed the head into his hole. Given what I’d seen him do so far tonight, I had little doubt that he could take it all. The dildo was well-lubed, so I told Ralph to take some poppers, and I would shove it in as far as he could take it. He agreed and huffed some poppers. I applied pressure to the base of the toy and worked it into his ass. He got it in deep before I hit the wall of his second hole. We could work through that. I realized that Philip was standing off to my side, filming us on his phone. Keeping the dildo in place, I leaned over and sucked his cock into my mouth, tasting all the goodness of a man’s dick. He smiled and motioned for me to continue on Ralph’s ass.

This story has all the wonderful sexual brutality that characterizes most of Pervinmt's work, but at its heart is the tender affection between Cole and Mitch, a love story. Although their relationship started with Cole using Mitch much as others would use him, it evolved into something deeper and more honest. I'd like for Cole to outwit Mitch's tormentors, freeing his lover to be a cumdump or not on his own terms, not as a perpetual rape victim of Jenkins and his asshole frat bros. I'd love to see this story continued, and with a happy ending for our heroes, even if that includes whoring Mitch's holes every weekend.

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Your journey to become a whore👄

I had a similar experience. This guy was 11" and thick. He pounded me for 30 minutes until he shot in me balls deep. Definitely a BBC. I took every bit of it as he told me how good my hole felt. Met up with him a few times.

I’m not actively chasing. I’m just enjoying taking loads and having great sex whenever the opportunity presents itself. I’m aware of the potential consequences of my behaviour and if I get pozzed I’ll have to accept those consequences.

Laughter floated through the comic store through the back room’s open door, meeting my ears and distracting me from the invoice I was reviewing with the store owner. Another laugh transported me back to the first boy I’d fucked in the rec center lockerroom after summer swimteam practice, almost 15 years ago. As soon as the owner signed the form, I excused myself and went searching for the boy whose chuckles got my cock hard. Near the far end of the store, I found three teen boys wearing baseball gear(showing off some firm bubble butts, tight waistlines and broad, if still developing, shoulders), presumably on their way home from practice. They were so engrossed in the adult magazine section they didn’t notice me sneak around the corner where they couldn’t see me. “Holy shit dude, look at those tits! That bitch is fucking hot bro. You gotta get this for me man,” said the shortest boy, who was a good six inches shorter than my 6’2”. By his begging, I guessed only one of the boys was old enough to buy the plastic wrapped mag, even though they each looked about 15-16. Before the other two could respond, one of their cell phones rang, and the tallest boy, who was probably within an inch of my height, retrieved it from his bag. “You here? K, be right out,” He hung up and turned to the middle boy, who I’d put at 5’10”. “You sure you don’t want a ride simon? My mom’s CRV can probably hold your bike.” “No thanks bro, I wanna hit up sports authority on the way home and return the speedo my mom got me since my swim coach said we can wear trunks now.” Simon responded, fist bumping his teammates as they picked up their bags and made their way to the door. He watched them go out the door before picking up another plastic wrapped magazine, reaching down and adjusting his bulge. He tried peeling the adhesive edge back to sneak the magazine out of its wrapper, and I took the opportunity to turn the corner, causing him to drop the mag and almost bolt. “Here you go bro,” I said, picking up the nudie mag and handing it back to him. “Nice choice, you got a lot of gangbang porn?” My attitude put him somewhat at ease, and I had to stifle a giggle when he responded by saying he usually preferred anal. His tone told me he was trying to save face, so I went with it and showed him a magazine that specialized in girls getting fucked up the ass by HUGE cocks. His eyes got wide and his pants tented even more, which reflected in my knakis. “You gonna get that one?” My question shocked him out of his trance, and he blew it off. “Nah man, I only brought enough to get the x-men collection I want.” He handed me the magazine again and I asked which collection. As it turns out, Simon is a huge comic book geek who’d rather be spending his summer reading about super heroes, than in the pool and on the diamond. He was careful to keep his comments as masculine as possible, but once I expressed my own interest and started explaining my collection at home, his teen-thug jock boy persona began to fail as we discussed comic book mythology. It was almost an hour later when we separated to check out, but ‘mysteriously’ I ended up behind him in line, making it easy to ensure he saw the two anal themed magazines I purchased. As we walked through the first set of doors on the store’s airlock, we realized the sunny afternoon had given way to a downpoor. We both ran out, me to my truck, him to his bike, and I waited a moment before taking advantage of this added stroke of luck. “You wanna lift bud?” I yelled out my open window as he tried in vain to keep his balance on the bike. Defeated, he dismounted and wheeled along side me, sticking his drenched head in the window. “I don’t know man, I live pretty far and I am supposed to exchange something near my house, I’d feel bad taking you out of your way.” His words protested, but he was already shivering, so I suggested he wait at my house a few blocks away till the rain let up. Despite his false maturity, I could see him worrying about going with a stranger. “You can dry your clothes and check out my comic collection.” The appeal of my comic books got him to toss his bike in the truck bed and hop in the cab beside me. Two minutes of me trying not to stare at his almost see through baseball uniform and we were already at my house. I parked on my circular front drive instead of pulling around back to the garage, knowing we’d both get soaked. Even better, the muddy ground caused us both to slip getting his bike from the truck to the covered porch, leaving most of our lower bodies a complete mess. Inside, I asked that he strip off his muddy clothes before tracking it all over the house, and was down to my briefs before he could argue. He stripped tentatively down to his support shorts, but I made sure not to look as I tossed the clothes in the washing machine and showed him to my guest suite to use the shower, promising I’d leave some loaner clothes on the bed for when he got out. I accidentally set the anal mags down to get out some towels before heading to my room to shower as well. After the fastest shower I’d ever taken, I tied my smallest towel around my waist, check out my firm calves and thighs, my hefty bulge, my slightly hairy 4 pack leading to my slab pecs, up past my firm jawline to the top of my 6’2” head, well framing my caramel eyes with my black wavy hair. I raced back to the guest room with my flimsiest pair of shorts and an extra-large white cotton wife-beater slung over my buff shoulder and bicep, bursting into the bathroom to find the exact sight I’d been hoping for: Freshly showered Simon on the toilet, his legs spread wide. My cock stiffened slightly in the moment before he realized I’d come in, catching his one hand between his legs with two fingers rubbing the edge of his tight ass, while his other hand rapidly stroked his young 7 inch cut cock. Once he saw my “shocked” face, he grabbed the open magazine showing a petite blonde girl being double fucked by a pair of Italian men who looked kinda like me. “sorry man, here’s the clothes, didn’t mean to interrupt,” I made a big show of not looking, knowing the large clock on the wall in front of Simon concealed a camera which had caught every minute of his shower and the jack off show following. I shut the door behind me, sure he’d be too embarrassed to continue. Right on schedule, he rushed out into the living room as soon as he could pull on the shorts and tee shirt. His hard on was clearly outlined in the thin cotton, and his firm chest was still wet enough to make the shirt transparent. I assured him not to worry about and showed him to my office and massive collection of comic books. Over the next hour we worked him into being comfortable, which was just enough time for the rain to let up. I worried I’d taken too much time making him feel at ease, but he was in no hurry to leave, especially when I mentioned a funny movie a friend sent me featuring some comic heroes fucking. I put on the video and we watched for a while, laughing at the cheesy plot lines in the beginning, growing quiet when the scene evolved into wonder girl getting gang banged by batguy, supermale, cycocks, and Iron rod. I had slowly worked myself to full mast out of Simon’s sight, waiting for him to turn to me. “Holy shit man,” Simon said when he finally caught sight of my dick. I jumped and apologized, ‘not realizing’ what was going on below my waist. In a dramatic attempt to cover my hard drooling uncut 9 inches, I tried tugging the towel over it, but alas that unfastened it from my waist, leaving me naked. Simon openly gawked, his cock hard under the shorts, leaving a wet spot, and his mouth aghast, making me wish I could shove my cock in without scarring him off. Instead I bent over and exposed my smooth tight butt cheeks, winked my fuzzy hole at him, while retrieving the towel and dashing into my connecting bedroom before nudging the door almost totally shut. “Sorry about that bro, just gimme a minute to throw on some clothes and I’ll drive you home man.” I yelled as I whipped out some lube, and got in the exact right position behind the door so anyone peeking through could clearly watch me in the full length mirror. A few loud strokes to be sure he knew what was happening, and the light beneath the door was blocked by Simon’s shadow. I began stroking faster and harder, keeping my face and body in the mirror while trying to ‘keep quiet,’ until the shadow began moving too. He was stroking now, I was sure of it, which was all it took for my balls to tighten, aiming my dick head towards my pecs and letting loose my thick creamy cum in 3 gigantic geysers across my chin and chest, with some smaller shots coating my lower abs, cock and the floor at my feet. That night once Simon left, I confirmed my suspicions and shot another load watching his shower/stroke show in the bathroom and his repeat performance with giant cum shot standing just outside my bedroom door. After denying myself the glances when he was there, I thoroughly memorized every inch of his naked form, from his slim, toned legs to his shelf-like butt, to his fuzzy balls and pubes surrounding his gorgeous pink cock with a slight right-curve, up his treasure trail and six pack to the beginnings of muscly chest and shoulders, over firm well-formed biceps, topped off by his round cheeks, strong brow, blue eyes and dark brown buzzed hair. The only signs of his youth were the baby fat on both sets of cheeks, which were smooth and rosy, on his face and behind. Watching him panic and shoot all over the plant by the door was almost as hot as when he got a finger into his hole in the shower. After I got dressed and brought Simon his clothes, we talked about the upcoming work I would be doing cataloging my comics and entering them into a database for insurance purposes. Since Simon really wanted to read some of the rare books I had, but I had a no lending policy, he agreed to come by a few days after practice each week and help me catalog, reading them at my house. A few days into our plan, I was called to work when he was supposed to arrive, so I decided to leave a key for him. This allowed me to begin his education. Over the following month, I managed to have Simon catch me balls deep in a blond bitch, titty fucking a redhead from the grocery store, and eating out and feeding my cock my cock to a Hawaiian college girl I sometimes hook up with. Each time I’d make sure to be in the thick of it right when he usually arrived, playing in open areas of the house where he could hide and watch me fuck, then sneak out, and come back once I’d bid the girl goodbye. My hidden cameras confirmed he was enjoying the shows, providing me plenty of fodder for jack sessions. After six weeks, I had a threesome on the kitchen table with a married couple I met online, making sure to listen for the creak of the front door to begin the countdown of ten minutes of tag teaming the wife before I was sure Simon would be close to cumming, and sneaking my cock into the ass of the husband. We hadn’t discussed it online before-hand, but I knew by how he moaned when I fingered him, that he needed my cock in his hole. It was during these sessions I also made sure that he saw my partners and I taking hits from a glass pipe filled with tina, and encouraged them to tell me how much they loved it and how much hotter it made the sex. Finally, after some more couple sessions where I’d fuck, suck and feed the guy, I invited over a 24 year old bodybuilder I’d met online who had a very specific fetish. So a week before his last day, Simon snuck in the front door, down the stairs and down the hall way until he was outside my media room. When he looked inside, I’d love to have seen his reaction. In the middle of the room I stood in my black boots, black latex jockstrap/shirt, leather gloves, and full cape and cowl. On his knees in front of me was the 24 yr old in red boots, red and blue jock, blue butt plug, red leather harness and red cape emboldened with a yellow ‘S’ and deep throating my cock. I’d pushed the furniture to the back of the room, creating a vast space for a super fuck, and plenty of hiding spots behind couches for Simon. Once I removed his “kryptonite” plug, Superman ended up getting fucked for almost a full hour before I pulled out and came on his ass and cape, but I couldn’t tell if Simon had stayed to watch or left. When I kicked out the super cum bucket, I expected Simon to show up just as he usually did, but instead I received a text telling me he forgot something and needed to go home early. I panicked that he was disgusted and gone for good, so I ran to my computer and checked the feed. Just as I thought, he came in, started watching, then slid into the room behind the couch where the cameras couldn’t see. Right after I blew on superlad, Simon slipped out the door, up the stairs and was gone. I was certain he was never coming back. The next day, I’d just gotten done working out and drove home to find Simon already in the house working. He informed me that baseball was over for the season and he would be there by noon for the last five days of our arrangement. An hour later he’d finished his work for the day and decided to go home early. I guess that meant he was not okay with what happened and wanted to get it done as fast as possible. I almost called it quits, but decided to check out the hidden cams just in case. A smile spread over my face as the tapes revealed Simon digging through my stuff until he found the butt plug and costumes, before lubing the plug, and slowly sliding it into his hole. And beginning to jerk. Hard. He was about to cum right as I arrived, and quickly shoved the costumes back in the closet, pulled up his briefs and shorts and dashing back into the office. I fast-forwarded and then hopped to my bedside drawer to verify what I thought was true. The butt plug was still in his ass! I whipped out my cock and came all over my self. The next day I put my final plan into action. With only four days to go, I told him I wanted to thank him for all his help by buying his ticket to the comic con that weekend in town. He practically flipped out, throwing his arms around me before he remembered his manly bravado and socked me in the arm as he pulled away. After that I made sure I was around every minute of every day (except a few for him to sneak the butt plug back in my drawer). This all led up to the last day, which would hopefully guarantee me some leverage. When he arrived that afternoon, I was in the living room getting head from a college guy I’d met at the gym, watching some anal gangbang porn and working a big, pink dildo into his bubble butt. But this time, I “heard” him arrive and made the college boy scramble to get dressed, while Simon, freaked he’d get caught watching, ran up the stairs to the office. I proceeded to tell the college boy I’d fuck him back at his dorm room if he’d wait outside for me to toss the dildo in my room and give my “assistant” some instructions for the day. College boy reluctantly agreed since I was providing the drugs, and I went upstairs and through the hall door into my bedroom, leaving the dildo, porn dvd and lube on my bed, and poorly covering them with a towel. I then opened the door to the office and I told him I was running out for a few hours, but I had a surprise for him for the comic con. I proceeded to disappear into my closet and brought out two garment bags. I unzipped them and his eyes widened Inside were full costumes for batman and robin. The batman suit was just a fully clothed version of the one I’d worn a week before, complete with utility belt and skin tight body suit. The robin suit was comprised of small boots, speedo style briefs, tight tunic, butt length cape, black wig and face mask. I could see his cock pulsing under his bball shorts, so instead of waiting for a thank you, I tossed it on the bed somewhat near the dildo and told him to try it on before I got back to be sure it fits, and otherwise just enjoy reading comics, since the work was done. I drove the college boy to his dorm and fucked him for ten minutes until he came, and then made some excuse and headed back to the house. Parking around the corner I snuck in through the side gate and into the gardening shed, where I had set up my laptop and a comfy chair the night before. After being gone for 30 mins I was hoping he’d be well into enjoying the goodies I left for him. Simon didn’t disappoint. When the screen went on, it took a minute for me to scroll through the cameras in the house until finally I found him. Splayed out on my bed, Simon was decked out in the full robin outfit, except the speedo-like cod piece was discarded on the floor. He stroked his cock hard before sliding on the finishing touch with the wig and the mask. He hopped up and crossed to the mirror, sucking the dildo and stroking while checking himself out. He paused for a moment as he walked over, inserting the dvd into the dvd player, and starting a bi-bareback gangbang flick. Once it passed the fbi warning, he made his way back to the mirror, picking up something along the way and started lubing up the dildo. He then pressed the suction cup of the dildo to the mirror and turned around, shoving whatever was in his hand into his mouth. My cock threatened to rip my shorts open when Simon finally managed to work the tip of the dildo into his hole. Once the head popped in, I could tell he was in pain and pulled away quickly. Little did he know his ass had stronger suction than the suction cup and the dildo came off the mirror with him. He hobbled to the bed and was about to pull it out but he lost his balance and ended up taking it further, spitting out the unidentifiable scrap in his mouth. “Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!” he yelled loud enough I turned down the speakers in case anyone was walking past the house. He tried pulling the dildo out again, and this time he discovered the pleasure it could provide. His dick throbbed and leaked some precum on my bedspread when he got it most of the way out, so he started reinserting it and took the cloth back in his mouth. 5 minutes later he had resuctioned the dildo to the top of my dresser and bounced like he had springs in his ass. He was obviously getting close, which caused him to pull the cloth from his mouth and hold it to his nose as he stroked and galloped. “Fuck yeah, fuck my hole while I make her my bitch. Does that ass feel good sir? Cause your cock is gonna make me cum in her fucking pussy. Can I shoot in her pussy sir? Please sir? I want to shoot my sperm in her pussy sir. I can’t hold it anymore sir, I am blowing my sperm in her slit sir. Here is cums bitch, Here it…UHHH…FUCK…TAKE MY CUM…” From the slit of his cock a giant load shot out, dousing his entire costume and forcing him backwards against the wall behind the dresser. My load was almost as big but it went where most of my jerked loads went, into a bottle I had been slowly filling with my tina-laced cum, then refrigerating for use on Simon’s ass, hopefully. While he was recovering, I squinted at the screen and finally identified the thing that Simon had been sucking/sniffing. It was a pair of panties from the Hawaiian slut. After one of our sessions, I used them to soak up my jizz and wipe down her cunt and ass, but then when we were getting dressed we couldn’t find them. I figured they were somewhere in my collection of cumrags, but it was incredibly hot knowing Simon had them all this time, sucking on my dried cum. I gave Simon enough time to get out of the costume, shower, get everything back in order, and sneak the buttplug into his bag. When I pulled up a few minutes later, he was just throwing the costume in the dryer, assuring me it fit perfectly. We sat down and went over our plans for the next day, deciding we would meet at 8 Saturday morning in normal clothes, then take a train into the city for the convention, and change when we arrived. Since we wanted to schedule our time at the convention carefully, we pulled up the website and discovered there were events well into that night, including a dark knight forum on the roof of the hotel, a costume party at 10pm and a contest at midnight. “We gotta enter Mr. Torelli, our costumes are awesome,” He said, sounding younger and younger every time we saw another cool event. “Simon, you can call me Steve, and I wish we could but the last train leaves at 7,” I put my hand around his shoulders and squeezed, sympathetically. “So we’re outta luck unless you are okay with staying overnight. If we got a couple rooms, that would allow us to stop by Sunday morning for the artists’ brunch, and still be back Sunday afternoon or evening at the latest.” “That would rock Mr. To- Sorry, Steve, but I don’t know if I can. I need to check with folks while I’m on summer vacation,” Simon said, trying to keep up the ambiguity we’d had since our first meeting. I was pretty sure he was still in high school, but we live in a college town and he always tried to make it sound like he was only living at home until school started back up. I’d met his parents once when they came to pick him up one day, which was probably planned for their peace of mind. Still, Simon played it off like a champ, telling me “I don’t need a car at school so I let them provide the ride over the summer so they feel useful.” “Well let me know as soon as you get permission and I’ll book the rooms,” knowing we’d be sharing one room that I booked weeks ago before they all filled up. “I don’t need permission, I just have to be sure they aren’t planning anything that includes me tomorrow night or Sunday morning. I’ll call them right now and let them know I’m gonna be out. Be right back,” Simon said, walking out of the office and down stairs into the kitchen. I clicked on the hidden camera to hear him tell his parents. “Mom? Tomorrow after comic con, Jerry and his dad are gonna stay for the Sunday morning events and invited me to go….I know it’s last minute but we can all stay in the city with Jerry’s aunt…They told me she is happy to host all of us and we can take the train back Sunday night…You don’t need to pick me up, I’ll bike home…No I won’t be too tired mom, I swear…I’ll be fine at practice…Please, if I promise to get plenty of sleep and get a ride so I can be at swim practice on time? Please!... Thank you! Ok, I’ll make sure they can drop me off Sunday night…Um I don’t know if I can stay at Jerry’s Sunday night too…I know it is way closer to practice but I’ll have been with them the night before, plus Jerry doesn’t always go to practice…Ok, I’ll ask, but if not I’ll ride my bike. Ok, see you at home…like an hour…love you too, bye.” Simon’s phone call told me enough to know his parents thought he was going with a friend from school. It also told me they would be totally fine not seeing him until Monday after his swim team practice. Most importantly, it meant I had Simon by the balls. “I told them we were going, they just asked me to ask you if it is cool for me to stay over Sunday if we get back too late for me to bike home,” he informed me as he returned to the office with his costume from the dryer. The next morning Simon texted me asking if I could pick him up a few blocks from the station at his friend Jerry’s house, so I brought our outfits, picked him up and marked down one more lie he told his folks for my blackmail. I told Simon to wear something comfy so we could just sleep in it after we changed from our suits, so I was happy to see he was in some loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt with flip flops. Once we got on the train, we talked about the upcoming day and I began the last step in Simon’s corruption, beginning with some water bottles filled with a vodka punch, with clips to attach them to our utility belts. Simon didn’t want to seem uncool, so he took a big gulp and almost coughed up a lung on the train. Once we got to the convention center I told Simon to get our passes while I checked us into our rooms. Simon never questioned me when I told him the hotel screwed up and put us in one room instead of two and they were full up. He just swigged from his bottle and followed me up there to change. As soon as we got the door open, I pressed his Robin suit into his chest and began undressing. Simon followed suit, until he realized he would have to get naked. “Shit Steve, I gotta change into the bottom part in the john, I forgot to wear undies…I’m not sure they’d even fit anyway,” Simon moved towards the door but I stopped him. “Damn Simon, you’d better show me how they look, cause you can’t go commando if they will show too much.” With that I yanked down his shorts and tossed him the briefs. He slid them up his legs sheepishly, confirming they would give away every detail. “Shit. Well I guess you’ll have to wear your shorts.” “No way Steve, that will look like crap. There’s gotta be something I can do to obscure my…you know,” he pleaded. I smirked inside and offered another suggestion. “Well I guess you can wear the thong I was going to wear under mine since my suit has a separate lining for the cod piece,” I said with my most disdainful voice, not wanting him to realize I’d been wearing it since yesterday in preparation. “Fuck, if you don’t mind, that sounds way better than my shitty shorts,” Simon slid off the bottoms again and stood, naked from the waist down, robin from the waist up. I had only changed into the top half of my outfit so far, so Simon had no choice but to wait as I peeled off my sweats and then removed my thong. I pretended not to notice Simon staring at my thick soft uncut monster and balls, which I had trimmed and fluffed in advance for his viewing pleasure. He slid took the thong and slid it up his legs, disheartened to find it was too big after stretching over my meat and butt. Good thing it was adjustable, which allowed me to reach between his legs and pull the elastic cords through the clasp until it was tighter, and the clasp was pulled up against his hole, to help stimulate him throughout the day. Fully decked, we hit the convention and had a blast, meeting writers, pencilers, inkers, some b-movie and tv stars and stopping every 10 minutes so another geek could get a photo with us. Through every bit of it, Simon never left my side, seeming to take pride in all the attention we received as the dynamic duo. By the time we hit the party that night, I had almost forgotten my original goal. That is, until, we started prepping for the costume contest. There were five categories. Best Costume, Best hero, best villain, best duo, and best team. Once Simon heard that the results would be based on audience response, he insisted we start working the crowd, which was mostly men. Not too surprisingly, a lot of guys loved our look, a few even trying to convince me to sneak off and fuck them in the bathroom or let them take Simon aside and blow or fuck him. I kept them away, but did get a couple numbers, while Simon downed shot after free shot offered to him by his fans. When the contest began, we were quickly moved from the first round to the second and into the finals for Best Duo. The results were close, but we got second place and a $50 gift certificate to a comic store, with first going to Mystique and Rogue (it’s hard competing with hot chicks in blue paint and skin tight spandex in a room full of nerds). As we left the stage, we were approached by a huge muscly guy dressed as bane asking if we’d like to join him and some friends and compete for best group. I wanted to get Simon upstairs, but Bane’s bulging arms, chest and crotch swayed me. Turns out he’d gotten a collection of seriously impressive costumed villains, including the Joker, Penquin, two-face, Catwoman (in full leather) and Riddler. We killed the closest competition and each of the group ended up leaving with $100 gift cards. We said our good-byes, but Bane stopped us and told us that the gay bar across the street was holding a naughty contest in 15 minutes. I said no, but Simon cut me off, asking what the prize was. When he discovered first prize was a signed copy of sin city, he dragged me over there. Somehow with the wig and the mask, the bouncer didn’t card Simon, waving us through and groping Simon’s ass as he passed. Inside we were outmatched by tons of guys in nothing but speedos and body paint, but Simon wouldn’t give up without a fight, dragging me into the bathroom and finding a stall, he stripped off the shirt and tunic, pulled off his speedos and showed me his new look in just his (my) thong, belt, boots, cape, mask and wig. “Wow Simon, you sure you are okay going out there like that?” I prayed he’d say yes. “Shit Steve, who cares if some fags wanna perv on me if we win right?” Simon slurred slightly. “But you gotta do it too Steve, so they can see your huge dick.” He laughed and began pulling at my suit, which got a chuckle from me before I pushed him back onto the seat and slowly stripped away the uniform until I was left in my boots, cowl, gloves, belt and cape. Simon was a little too drunk to care about playing macho and sat staring at my junk while I put the cod piece and utility belt back on. Suddenly he realized how long he’d been looking and pushed past me back into the main area of the bathroom. “Wish mine was bigger, then we’d win for sure,” Simon said, reaching into the thong to try and make his cock look as big as possible. I almost reached over to help him get it up, but remembered myself and where we were in the nick of time. We made our way back out onto the dance floor and check our unused costume pieces at the coat check, where a gigantic drag queen dressed as wonder woman told us we were missing something. She proceeded to whip out a fat black magic marker and draw the Robin ‘R’ on Simon’s chest, and the batman symbol on mine, with amazing skill. We gave her a huge tip, and she returned the favor by sliding the magic marker down the back of Simon’s thong so it was rubbing against his hole like a dick head waiting to fuck. “There you go sweety, just let Batman move the marker around every few minutes till you go up there and you’ll be saving the day in no time,” She smiled and waved us off to flirt and convince the guys to vote for us. Simon finally awoke to the reality of his outfit as we hit the crowd and every guy we met took the opportunity to squeeze my hardening cock and grab his ass. Before I knew it, Simon had his ass firmly against my hip, moving the marker with each step, which did a fine job of stimulating his hole. We got across the stage just in time to start the contest and it was a good thing. Looking down, Simon was now almost totally hard and his ass was bright red from pinches, slaps and grasping hands. When our turn came up, Simon almost chickened out, but the crowds roar in response to my obvious 9 inch hard on and his dripping semi and firm cheeks got him to strike a couple poses and even do a handspring off the stage when we exited. Simon and I enjoyed some free drinks while votes were tallied, but sadly we lost to some naked avengers. Second place was our choice of $100 bar tabs or a set of leather gear including a jockstrap, harness, wrist cuffs and a mask. Simon jumped at the bar tab, but I told him we’d had enough and took the leather gear instead. Back at the hotel, half dressed to where we weren’t indecent, Simon was bouncing off the walls talking about all the insane stuff we’d done and how he’d never get to sleep. In the elevator, a sexy scarlet witch had her hand down the pants of a ripped Hulk, obviously okay with us watching the two of them get started. By the time we reached our mutual floor, she was on her knees sucking his dick and groping Simon and I. At the Hulk’s room, she whispered something to him and then asked if we’d like to come inside. I looked at Simon and he looked equal parts excited and terrified, so I told her we had to hit the room first, get cleaned up and we’d head back when we were ready. She stroked us each once, and headed into the room behind Hulk, revealing another three or four people having sex on the king bed in the middle of the suite. As the door shut, I turned to see if Simon had changed his mind and wanted to join them, but he was already half way down the hall to our room. When we got inside, he started ranting about how hot she was and how much he wanted to plow her full of his semen. “So lets go back and fuck her,” I sat beside him on the bed and put an arm around him, rubbing it up and down his bare arm. “We can tag team her Robin.” That got a smile out of him. “I don’t know if I can Mr. Torelli . I tried doing it with this girl from school and my friend Eric, but I got weirded out having another dude around,” Simon sighed as I slid my hand under his cape and rubbed his lower back. “Having other dicks around just makes me nervous; wondering if they’re bigger, if they’re gonna try something with me, if-“ “Slow down Simon, you don’t need to explain it, you’re not with your friends or some coach who talks down to you. I understand exactly what you mean, that’s why you need to call me Steve. Sounds like you are stuck in your head when you should be stuck in some pussy. I think I have the solution if you think you can handle it,” I slid my free hand into the carry on sitting next to me, pulling out my zipper bag containing my pipe, favors and lighter. “I don’t do drugs Steve.” Simon frowned and looked away. “That’s cool, some people can handle them, some can’t. I bet most boys your age aren’t ready for this stuff, but then maybe you should wait to try the sex stuff until you can feel ready to handle a woman and not be distracted by the men around you.” Simon turned and looked at me like I betrayed him somehow. “I can handle a woman, Steve, I’m not a fuckin virgin!” Simon’s words said he was defiant of my assessment, but his voice rang of self doubt. “Even so Simon, you won’t be able to step outside your box and take control of those feelings until you can understand the difference between sex and nasty, no holds barred fucking, or between experimenting with something and becoming a drug addict or picking up a girl and seducing a woman. You should wait until you gain the necessary age and experience.” At that point I stood up and stripped naked, before sliding a robe on, but leaving it hanging open. “I’m gonna head over and get some pussy, maybe even fuck scarlet witch in her ass, if you can handle it you could come watch.” I turned and picked up a room key, sliding it, my phone, the tina, pipe and lighter into the robe pocket and reached for the door before I heard Simon say wait. “I’d be down to try it, but only a little.” Simon walked over to me and held out his hand. I passed him the pipe which he looked at for a moment before realizing he didn’t know how to light it. I took it back before he got embarrassed and told him to inhale when I said go. I filled it with a big bowl of crystal and lit the underside, until smoke started swirling. “Go.” He sucked in for a long time, using his full lung capacity from swimming until he couldn’t inhale anymore. Suddenly he coughed loudly and exhaled a giant cloud of smoke. Once he’d regained his composure I showed him how it was done and then did it again for him, instructing him to blow it in my mouth when he was ready to exhale. He handled it like a champ on that round and blew a large cloud to me. I did the same back to him and we continued like that for a few minutes until he seemed to be feeling the high. “Now you see how to do it, I want you to keep hitting it while I go see if they are still up for guests down the hall.” I handed him the pipe, encouraged that he desperately went for it, and stepped into the hall. Instead of going down to the orgy, I paused and pulled out my phone, texting the hottest of the men I’d met that evening, including bane. I let them all know I was about to break in a virgin bottom who got high and drunk and would be loaning out his hole to any top with a big cock, big load and big need to breed his virgin hole. Once I got some responses, I stepped back inside, explaining that they were taking a break but would come down and get us when they started again. “Shit, they had to take a break now Steve? I’m horny as fuck on this stuff,” Simon was stroking his hard dick through the thong, but had removed the rest of his costume except for the mask. I started to chub up watching him switch between smoking and stroking while wearing a mask and thong and nothing else. I took the opportunity to pull out my laptop and bring up some bi porn featuring a woman getting her ass double fucked, but eventually leading to some man on man once we were warmed up. As he handed me the pipe I handed him my carry on and told him to see what he could find inside to help out with his lack of pussy. Inside he found a fleshlight, my big pink dildo, poppers, and some cock rings. He needed no instruction once he’d figured out the purpose of the fleshlight, working his cock in without even using the lube. I almost corrected him but decided it would be fine if it made his dick soft since I wasn’t planning on using that part of his body at all. Within minutes the tina really took over and his dick got soft. He tried everything to get it hard again, but was having no luck. Finally I was ready to complete my weeks of work, and show this wanna-be jock just how much of a bottom boy he was born to be. ”One surefire way to get hard again is with this,” I lifted the dildo and towards him. “Just lube it up and slide it in and you’ll hard in no time.” “No thanks Steve, I am not into that gay shit,” he punctuated the sentence by hitting the pipe and turning so I didn’t have as good a view of his cock. “We both know that’s not true don’t we Simon?” I reached over and grabbed his hand, causing him to twist back towards me. “I know you’ve been using my toys to get your rocks off, so why don’t you drop the bullshit and take this dildo up your ass.” His face went ashen and he stuttered, trying to find an explanation for my disappearing/reappearing toys, but drawing a blank. I twisted his arm slightly making him lie back on the bed, and slid the lubed dildo between his legs, before placing his hand on it and giving him a look that said the rest was up to him. His cheeks regained color and rushed to a bright pink as he began to realize he couldn’t hide his shame from me. Tentatively he worked the dildo between his cheeks, before I took pity on him. “Don’t be ashamed Sy, it’s just a toy, and you’ll come to find out most men enjoy toys sometimes. I bet every guy you know has put something up his hole at some point just to see if it feels as good as they say. So stop messing around and sit on that big rubber dick.” Simon couldn’t make eye contact with me as he raised his body up, set the dildo upright and worked his hole down over it. Whimpers and porn music were all you could hear in the room as he gradually worked 5, 6, 7, and finally all 8 inches into his tight virgin sphincter. As promised, his cock began to re-harden and before I knew it, he was bouncing up and down, drool flying from his slack mouth as both hands worked his hard cock. When he wasn’t looking I switched the lube bottle for the bottle of my tina-laced cum, then told him he’d better lube it up again unless he wanted to hurt himself. Still ignoring me, he intensely watch the daisy chain on the screen as he rose off the dildo and began to relube it. “What the hell?” he jumped as my lubed fingers slid in to replace the dildo, flying off of them. “What do you think you are doing man?” “Just making sure you’re lubed correctly. If you don’t know how to do it you could rip you hole or even burn yourself on that thing. Friction will do that.” I stood as I replied, spinning him around and bracing his shoulders with one arm as I inserted my fingers again. “Stop being such a baby.” “Jesus! Take your fuckin fingers out of my ass Steve. I don’t like dudes, and I don’t need any help with my ass.” Simon struggled against me, but less now that I found his prostate and started to milk it. “Seems to me you do, otherwise you’d know how to get it lubed for a dong or stolen butt plug.” Mentioning the stolen butt plug shut him up and eased his struggles even more. “bend forward a little and take a swig from that water bottle in my bag while I grab a crystal to put up there.” He did as he was told, bending until his ass trapped my hand between my crotch and where it was inside his hole. I took a big crystal from my baggie and proceeded to slide it in between two fingers, before working in a third. He complained of a burning sensation, which I explained to be from the tina in his ass, before suggesting another swig from my water bottle filled with gatorade and ghb to promote obedience. Every minute or so he’d try in vain to escape my grip, even as my fingers made him moan and sign. I knew the g was in full effect when he leaned back and let his whole body rest against my thighs, crotch and chest. Like a good trainee, he followed my movements as I walked us over to the bed and laid us down on our sides so we were still in contact from knee to shoulders. I took a second to check that his eyes were closed before switching the porn to a new video and reaching out to take over masturbating his dick, which barely got a “no” before he gave in and let me do as I pleased. He was finally ready for the final step. Without removing my fingers from his hole I maneuvered the head of my dick until it was in line with his tight hole. In one movement I pulled out the four fingers I had in him, and replaced it with the head of my cock. “Stop! Don’t Steve! Get your fucking dick away from my asshole!!!!!!” Instead I rolled my weight over his trashing drugged body until he was trapped and began the slow decent into virgin territory. “Get off me faggot!!!” “Before you call me a faggot I think you need to look at the computer screen and decide just how bad you want me to make things for you.” He raised his head as I said this, thrashing for another moment until it dawned that the video was of him dressed as robin, riding the dildo and begging an imaginary top to allow him to cum in a fictitious pussy. The thrashing started again, this time with desperate cries of terror. “Now based on what we can see here, the only faggot in this room is the mama’s boy with a dick up his ass and a fetish for being controlled by a big dominant man. It makes sense I guess, the idea that you might become a real man one day if you let enough of them plant the seed deep inside you and hope it grows you a set of balls. Until that day, I’m going to make your wish come true by forcing in the other half of my hard dick-“ “Other half?!?!” Simon began struggling more. “Yep, only got 5 inches so far, 4 and a bit to go before my balls touch that hole. And for interrupting me…” I shoved two of the four inches in that very second making him cry like a wounded animal. “SO SHUT UP and thank me for providing your hole with a continuous source of pleasure and nutrients until you graduate to fucking a woman, instead of being one. Now tell me the truth, you never really fucked a girl, did you?” “No, I fucked my last girlfrie” simon was cut off by the rest of my cock pounding home. “Alright! Please sir, you’re right, I never have. I tried but I came before I got inside her. That’s why I was so afraid, because you’d see that I didn’t deserve to come here and lied to you about my age and experience.” “Please Simon, I saw that the first day we met when you couldn’t keep your fingers off your hole for five minutes while you showered. You never need to worry about lying to me about what you are boy, because I see through you and know what you need even when you don’t. So hang on and pray to whatever you believe in, cause I am breaking you in right now.” The following fuck session lasted over 90 minutes, with Simon transitioning from screaming to crying to moaning to begging for more, to cumming, over and over in different orders. I ended up shooting three huge loads inside his hole, in every position I could force him into, before I finally took pity and pulled out to let him recuperate. Funny thing was he asked me to put it back almost immediately. I popped a Viagra and gave him some hits from the pipe and the g bottle before agreeing, at which point I laid back and watched as he rode me to another orgasm for each of us. Collapsing on my chest, his breathing ragged and sweat dripping off his sexy body, he begged me not to tell anyone about what we’d done and told me how ashamed he was when he woke up night after night imagining sucking my cock or letting me fuck his hole. He admitted all the times he’d watched me fuck my various gals and guys and even admitted to doing some things I was unaware of. My dick began to harden inside his hole again when he told me about stealing a discarded condom from my trash can, emptying the load from it the next day onto a cucumber and fucking the cum into his hole in the bathroom at baseball practice, then eating the cucumber. His repressed desires were spilled one by one before he finally stopped and looked at me for some sign that I thought he was evil or dirty. Instead I had him suck me clean while I explained that I’d videotaped the entire session and would send it directly to his house unless he continued to act as my cum dumpster during the school year. He began crying again and begged me not to, so I pulled him to his feet and wrapped him in a towel, donned a rode, grabbed the goodies and began dragging him towards the elevator. “You think I am punishing you, but you need to accept that I know what’s best for you.” As the elevator doors closed, I spun him around, slipped my cock out from my robe, under his towel and pierced his hole, eliciting a squeal. “Just give in so you can stop worrying about what you think you know and can see what is right here.” I pulled out as the doors opened on the lobby level, and texted Bane as I led him into the darkened pool and Jacuzzi area. Once inside the cedar steam room, I bent him over and tied his hands to the bench, lit the pipe and made him take a series of hits before sliding back inside him. He relaxed as my cock slipped past his inner sphincter, and even whispered thank you. Behind us a door creaked, causing him to stiffen again, because he couldn’t see the three handsome well hung men crowding into the space around us. Bane was a good inch longer and much bigger around than my hung cock, and his two friends, while average height and trim, were almost as impressively endowed. I stepped aside while they lubed up and took hits from the bowl. At the last second I remembered what was in my pocket and pulled out my phone to record the destruction of any last iota of will and defiance, not to mention the last time Simon would ever turn down a cock in his ass. Still it is fun to watch the videos of his gangrape and remember a time before he became a drug-addicted cum-hungry bottom slut.

I would love to be BRANDED, both as whore & or property, I gave the rights of choice to be a sub sissy whore

I have read this story 3 times i love it.

Chapter 31 I woke up late Thursday morning and rolled over to see Xander cuddled up against Brandon. When I looked closer I noticed that Brandon's dick was lodged firmly in Xander's ass. Not sure when that happened but I was pretty sure it wasn't that way when we finally crashed last night. I left the boys sleeping and went for a run. When I got back they were still out cold so I jumped in the shower to clean up. As I was getting dressed I started to hear some moaning coming from the bed. It sounded like Brandon was awake and giving Xander his first load of the day. "Morning boys, how's that cunt feel this morning?" They both answered at the same time, "sloppy as fuck man," and "sore but so good sir." I chuckled, "damn Xander I have to say I've never met anyone quite like you before. Did you even come once last night?" He thought for a second, "oh sir, nope I didn't. I was so focused on my cunt I never even gave my pathetic little cock a second thought." "That's because your little dick's not important," Brandon said, "god gave you an amazing cunt for real men to use." With that he grunted and shot his load. "Fuck I really should have found a plug for you yesterday to make sure all those loads stayed in place." "I thought the same thing last night, that's why when I woke up in the middle of the night with Xander up against my chest I could feel some cum leaking out so I stuck my cock inside him." Xander rolled over and gave him a deep kiss. "Mmm, thank you!" He got quiet for a second then asked, "do you really think I got knocked up last night?" He was so fucking cute. I sat on the bed next to him and took his hand. "Son, if your body's not in the process of joining team poz right now after the job we did on your boy pussy then I don't think any amount off cum can do the job. Why, you're not having second thoughts are you?" "Oh god no! Just wondering how long I'm going to have to wait to get my biohaz tat, those are so fucking hot." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. "I'm so glad I went for that run the other day and ran into you, this has been one hell of a conference." Brandon seemed to notice I was dressed for the day and said, "I suppose we have to responsible employees today huh." I laughed, "well I think I need too after yesterday, but I'm cool if you want to chill today. I don't think there's anything pressing for you to attend." "Sweet, thanks. Xander and I talked about going back to Marty's and getting some more ink." "I'm sure Marty will love that. You boys have fun." I kissed them both then went down to the conference. I found the session I was looking for and settled in just as they were getting started. About halfway through the presentation I looked around the room to check out the crowd and see if there was anyone I recognized. Sitting a row in front of me on the other side of the small room was this really hot guy that looked familiar but I couldn't quite place him. He must have sensed me staring at him because pretty soon he turned towards me and looked at me. After a few seconds he got a huge smile on his face. Holy shit I think that was this guy named Mitch. We'd met a few years ago at another conference and I almost hooked up with him and his boyfriend but he backed out at the last second. If I remember correctly, he told his bf he wasn't ready to do a threesome. I was so pissed. Anyway, back to now. Damn he looked even better than I remembered. He was sporting a nicely trimmed beard and looked like he'd filled out a bit. He was about my height but definitely had more muscles. He caught my eye, pointed to his arm then to me and gave me a thumbs up sign. The room was on the warm side so I had rolled up my sleeves, which gave him a good view of my tats. I didn't have full sleeve tats back then but I seem to recall he had a thing for tattoos. I felt my cock waking up. Damn this session couldn't get over fast enough. I couldn't tell you a word the presentors said after I noticed Mitch. I don't know about anyone else but ever since I joined team poz I can't get enough sex. I'm horny all the time. You'd think after the last two days I'd be good for at least a day or two but nope I needed more. As the session ended I debated about making a break for it or going over to say hi. Luckily I didn't have to decide. By the time I bent down to grab my bag and stood up Mitch was standing right next to me. "Scott right," he asked reaching out his hand. "Yeah Scotty, and you're Mitch?" "Yep, I was hoping you'd be here. I really wanted to run into you. Do you have plans for lunch? Want to grab a bite?" No, yes, and fuck me now! "Nope no plans. Lunch sounds great." We left the hotel and headed a block over to where there were a bunch of restaurants. "I'm really glad you were here this year Scotty. After that last time we met I've been hoping to run into you again." "I missed the conference the last couple of years. This is the first time I've been able to make it back since the time I hung out with you and your boyfriend." "You mean the time I got cold feet and backed out of you fucking me?" I laughed, "yep exactly, I was just trying to put it in a nicer way." "You know I have to say I really kicked myself for not going through with that threeway. I was so into you." "Don't worry about it, it's not for everyone. So, you still with that guy?" He started laughing, "oh you'll love this. So if you remember, he's the one who wanted to open our relationship up and I was hesitant." "Oh yeah I remember. I was so pissed at you." "Well the week after the conference he finally talked me into going through with it. Turns out I fucking loved it, him not so much." That made me laugh even harder. "That's so perfect, I love it!" "Yep turns out I'm a big ole slut." "So you're not still together then," I asked. "Oh god no, we broke up about a month after that. What about you, still doing threeways?" "Threeways, fourways, gang bangs hell yeah." "Man I saw this party advertised for last night. Some guy was whoring out his new boy, no loads refused." Hmm, interesting. "Where'd you see this?" "On bbrts, it's a barebacking site, oh sorry if that offends you." He was too funny, "yeah you're fine. I never use condoms." "Oh thank God! I was taking to some guy a few weeks ago and mentioned fucking raw and he lectured me for a half hour about how stupid I was being. Needless to say we did not fuck." "So this party last night, were they looking for poz guys to knock up the boy?" "Oh man did you see it too? I mean the ad said no load refused but poz guys preferred, so yeah seemed like a pozzing party to me." "How come you didn't go?" "Well, I waited too long to ask for an invite and honestly, I'm not sure if I'm poz or not so," he shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the pic of Xander I used in the ad. "Was this the slut?" "Yep that's him. Wait, did you go?" "Umm yeah I threw the party." "Holy shit are you serious?" He got all quiet and asked, "so did he get knocked up?" "Well he took forty loads, the majority of which were poz so I'd say yeah we were successful." "Damn I'm so hard right now." "So what about you? You said you don't know if your poz, does that mean there's a chance you might be?" "Well, I haven't tested in over a year and I don't usually ask my partners status so who knows." "Nice! You on PrEP?" "I was, stopped taking it about a year ago." "You are a slut. You chasing?" "I wouldn't really call myself a chaser but I figure it's going to happen sooner or later." "And you're okay with that?" We were sitting side by side so he reached for my hand and placed it on his crotch under the table. He was rock hard. I squeezed his cock and said, "I think we need to get out of here now." We paid the check and made it back to the hotel in record time. "Your room or mine?" He asked. "Yours, if that's okay. It's not that I mind groups but right now I'd really like some quality one on one time." "Wait is that slut staying with you?" "He's not but when I left my room this morning he was still there with my assistant." "Oh my god, you're fucking your assistant? I love it." "Then you'll die when I tell you his uncle is my doctor and he's one of the guys who pozzed my ass." We barely made it into his room before he grabbed me and forced his tongue down my throat. His hands were busy trying to take my clothes off. He broke off the kiss and ripped his shirt off over his head showing me his tight sixpack covered with a nice layer of blond hair. I walked him back until he got to the edge of the bed, then pushed him so fell on his back. I quickly removed his pants and his hard cock jumped out. "Damn you horny slut going commando," I said as I swallowed his eight inch dick. I sucked his balls then moved my tongue further down to taste his sweaty ass. "Mmm, yummy," I moaned. I got him nice and wet and stuck a finger in his hole while eating him out. "Oh my god you're driving me crazy. Stick your fucking poz dick in my ass please!" He screamed. That's all the encouragement I needed. I slammed in balls deep, his ass gripping my cock trying to milk my load out of me. "Fuck you horny slut you want my poz load bad don't you?" "Yes! Give it to me man. Give me your dirty load." I was so turned on it didn't take me long to explode deep inside him. "I sure hope your versatile because it's your turn to breed my cunt now man." "Hell yeah!" He wrapped his legs around me, flipped me on my back and before I could even catch my breath, plunged his hard dick all the way in. "You like it rough don't you slut?" "Fuck yeah, breed my cunt. Harder man, destroy my ass." He continued pounding away for about twenty minutes, telling me what a whore I was. Soon I could tell he was getting close. He started kissing me as he shot rope after rope of cum into my ass. We kissed for another ten minutes or so then collapsed on the bed. "Fuck that was hot. I'm sure I've taken poz loads in the past year but hearing you tell me you were giving me your poz load was such a turn on. Thanks for that." He glanced at the clock and noticed the time. "Fuck, I'm on a panel that starts in twenty minutes. I better get cleaned up. Please tell me we can do that again tonight." "Absolutely, and I might even be able to arrange for you to have a go at the slut from last night." "Mmm the more the merrier." We got cleaned up and headed back down to the conference with a promise to meet up later.

Dad’s Basement Part Nineteen. The light slowly was filtered out by the trees and growth. It wasn’t as dark as the room we were, but it was dark. I could see men walking around a head in the woods, as well as them sucking and fucking. Was fucking hot. We moved deeper and deeper along the trail, until we came to a small clearing. I watched Dad approach a man, he was tall and skinny. Dad reached out and hooked his hand around the man’s head and guided his head until they were close enough to kiss. Without thinking my hand went to my cock and slowly started to stroke it. Dad and the skinny man, were locked in a deep kiss and I knew their tongues were exploring each other’s mouths. Their hands were exploring each other’s bodies and eventually were holding and stoking the other man’s hard cocks. “Knew I would find you out here Brent” Dad said, “you know I was looking for you” “Knew you would find me out here too,” Brent said, “Who’s the kid?” “Believe it or not, he’s my son, biological son.” “His ass game? Want us to poz him and bring him over to our team” “I took care of that myself, me and a hand full of guys from the basement, but he took my cock and strain first” “Damn, that’s fucking hot Drew, I want some of that cock and boy pussy” “I get you first, it’s been too long since you and I flipped fucked” “Let’s head to your cabin Drew, I want to pump my A.I.D.S load into your hole” “Went full blown huh?” “Yeah about a month ago, let’s get to your cabin and have a little fuck party with the boy” “Come on you two let’s go” Dad said, leading the way out of the woods. I didn’t even protest I just followed Dad and Brent. They were a head of me, talking away. I watched both their asses as they walked, keeping my cock hard. We passed all types of men, old, young, smooth hairy, and the list goes on and on. One thing they had in common was their cocks, all of them were hard. I saw men sucking and fucking all out in the open, not ashamed of the obscene act that they were performing. We arrived at the cabin and went in, Dad and Brent started kissing again. I stood back and watched. It was so hot seeing my Dad kiss another man, both of their cocks were hard. Even without getting an invite from either one, I dropped to my knees, taking Dad’s cock in my mouth and Brent’s cock in hand. I sucked Dad for a minute or so, then switched to Brent. I did this over and over as they kissed. They pulled me up and I joined their kiss. I felt their hands rub my back and make their way to my hole. They stuck their fingers into it, finger fucking my hole at different rhythms. I could hear the sloppiness of my cum filled hole. “Hot sloppy hole boy” Brent said. Dad pulled Brent to the bed with him, he laid back on the bed and lifted his legs in the air, exposing his hole. Brent rubbed his cock up and down Dad’s hairy hole, then pushed in deep. “I missed this hole Drew” Brent said “always the best I have had” I watched as Brent pulled out, then drove his cock deep in Dad’s hole. Brent’s balls were swinging with each pump in and out. “You just going to watch Son or join in?” Dad asked me. I jumped, breaking the hypnotic stare I had on Brent’s cock. I moved behind Brent and dropped down. I sat in between Brent’s legs with my back against the bed. I could see his cock sliding in Dad’s ass. I ran my tongue along the bottom of Brent’s cock, tasting my Dad’s ass juice and the cum that was coating Brent’s cock. I would hit Dad’s hole every now and then causing him to moan. I heard the cabin door open, but didn’t care who came in. “This a private party or can anyone join in” “The more the merrier” Dad said. The man moved behind Brent, lining his cock up with Brent’s hole. As Brent pulled out of my Dad’s ass, he slide back on the new cock. I moved a little and started to tongue the new cock and Brent’s hole. “That’s it boy, wet my cock” the man said. I watched him push into Brent, driving Brent’s cock deep into Dad. Cum squirted out of Brent’s ass as the man pulled out. I was lucky enough to have my mouth under his ass and have it land in my mouth. I crawled out from under the men, and moved one the bed. I sat on my Dad’s face. He instantly started to tongue my ass, as I bent forward and took his cock in my mouth. I heard the door open again and felt someone climb on the bed. I was too engrossed in Dad’s cock to see who it was. He moved until he was kneeling at the top of Dad’s head. “Fuck my son” Dad said The new man moved forward, pushing his cock against my hole. It easily slid into me. I just kept sucking Dad’s cock. I could feel Dad’s tongue licking my hole. The cock inside me felt so good and I knew Dad was enjoying Brent’s cock because he was leaking a massive amount of pre-cum. “Got an audience at the windows Drew” Brent said, still sliding his dick in Dad and his hole on the other cock. “Get them in here Brent” Dad said muffled under me. Brent motioned for the men to enter. I looked up to see about six more men enter the cabin and start sucking each other. It wasn't long until they were fucking as well. The man behind Brent pulled out and moved to where the man was fucking me. “Trade” he said. The cock pulled out of me and was replaced with the man’s cock. Brent was soon penetrated by the new cock and the fucking continued. My cock was leaking pre-cum all over Dad’s neck and furry chest. The room began to smell like sex as chorus of moans and groans filled the air. Men were switching partners over and over. I pulled off of the man up my hole and turned and sat on Dad’s cock. Brent’s cock was still pumping Dad’s hole, but his top had moved on. “That’s it son, sit on Daddy’s cock” “Is he really your son” someone asked “Fuck yeah, he’s on the cock that made him” Dad said, “and the cock that pozzed him” “Oh that’s fucking hot” I started to bounce on Dad’s cock as he ran his hands all over my body. I could feel Brent’s chest against my back, his sweat mixing with mine. He reached around and started to pinch and tug on my nipples. My cock bounced off Dad’s stomach. A man came and sat on Dad’s face, giving Dad the chance to eat out his hole. Brent leaned in close and whispered in my ear “Change places with me” I just grinned.

Predators and prey (Part 5) Michael wouldn’t stay hard for long. His new ‘lover’ started squeezing the balls of the little one quite hard. He felt his victim struggle beneath him, but he wasn’t able to free himself. The older stud was around 50. While stuck into the twink he pulled his shirt off and revealed a wide hairy chest. “You like feeling my cock you greedy whore?” he asked Mike. Since Michael was fucked into his mouth he couldn’t reply anything. The only sound he made was a choking one. He grunted quite a lot. “Yeah… you like being treated like the bitch you are” the fucker exclaimed. His legs were raised again and rested next to his chest. Neatly folded to his upper body he got plowed very hard. “Tighten’ up…. get your slut ass tighter for my cock” the guy demanded. And although Michael was barely understanding the words, because it was such an overload to his system, he did the right thing and tried to give the invading cock a good massage. The guy fucking the boys face enjoyed also the vibration caused by Michael’s moaning. “I am going to unload… whore. Swallow my dirty cum” the mouth fucker almost shouted. Immediately Michael was making gulping sounds. It was almost like he was drowning in cum. The guy pushed his dick deep into Michael’s throat and gushed right into his gullet. “Good boy….. good boy” he moaned again and again. The moment he withdrew his dick from Michael’s throat, the sweet lad coughed some of the sperm up. The guy was kneeling right above Mike’s head, with his leaking dick resting on the guy’s forehead. “You did a good job” he patted Michael’s cheek breathlessly. The other guy was finally able to focus on the boys eyes. He started fucking him more roughly. “Do you feel me bitch?” he asked Michael who focused on the rapist now. The stallion slapped Mike’s face a few times, after letting go of one leg, to get more of the boy’s attention. He made a fist and wanted to punch the twinks face. “No!” one of the co-guys, who were pinning the poor youngster down said loudly and he caught the guys fist. “Don’t damage the merchandise. We all want to fuck him and enjoy his innocent looks” he insisted. “You can beat him to a pulp later, when we all had a go…..” The fucker nodded. He understood and so he held both knees again and split the boy real good, while battering his hole mercilessly. “Feel me” he growled. “Fell my cock tearing you up, you little tramp!” The two guys nodded approvingly, after realizing the guys cock was colored with deep red streaks. “Destroy his hole” guys whispered from the outside. “Work on his nipples” he encouraged the two guys assisting him on the mattress. “Pinch them hard, I want to feel his ass cramp” Both guys smirked viciously and started torturing Michael’s nipples. They twisted it hard and pinched it brutally. The almost pulled so hard, that the nipples got ripped off. Mike started screaming and while he screamed his head off he gave the dick up his cunt a class a dick massage. Without a warning the fat cock in Michael’s ass spew toxic load into his ass. While his cock was twitching inside the boy he hit Mike’s face hard again. “Oh man. You were the best fuck ever – I never produced so much cum for anyone else” he complimented the boy beneath him. “Don’t go away later…. I will beat you up and show you what pain is….” he whispered. Then he withdrew his dick and watched his semen leaking out of Michael’s fucked up hole. He left the mattress without any other comment. The two guys raised and started undressing their jeans. While they watched down at the helpless boy they grinned wickedly. They were like wolves surrounding their victim. “Now you are going to feel real pain. We will shred your ass to pieces you dirty slut” they told him. “Let’s fill your cunt with two dicks…. “

Predators and prey (Part 4) Michael was almost paralized. He was looking with big eyes at the man who was standing above him and shouted at him to lay flat on his back. The man with the scorpion tattoo was dropping to his knees between Michaels legs. “Are you playing dumm or what?” he sneered and punched him into his face again. Like a doll Michael’s upper body soared to the mattress. He saw stars in front of his eyes and heard a voice from a far. Someone was told to hold him down. Michael was in a world of pain right now. He held his hands in front of his face and was moaning. Then he felt strong hands who pinned his shoulders down to the mattress. His hands were pulled away from his face and two guys knelt with their knees on either side of his upper arms which also caused overwhelming pain in his system. “Are you ready for your first fuck cunt?” the Scorpion asked him rhetorical. He took Michael’s legs and pressed them towards his chest. This way his was opening up a bit. “You” he nodded to the left guy. “Lift your knee from his arm for a minute” The guy did as he was told. “Listen cuntface. Come take a grip of my bat and feed your pussy with my dick” Poor Michael didn’t feel his arms anymore. He tried to regain control. “You better hurry, or do you want to get a beating?” the Scorpion asked him in an evil tone. Finally he could move his right arm and reached towards his ass. Soon he felt the guy’s penis. He started stroking the dick slowly. “Aaaaah nice. You are a good cunt. Yes you bitch, make me harder. Make my dick so hard, that I can wreck your cunt with it. “Don’t worry…. it hurts just in the beginning. I could make it easier for you with lube, but what fun would it give you?” he asked Michael. Not that he cared about Michael’s feelings right now. “Put my cock to your fuck tube. Yeah- hold it there. Hold it tight against your opening” he ordered the twink. Finally he started pushing his dick against the dry fuck opening. Michael started to moan instantly. The harder the Scorpion pushed the louder did the 18 year old scream. The Scorpion lashed out and hit Michael twice in his face. “Open up….. Open up….. UP UP UP…… relax your sphincter and let me in you pig” he shouted. “Come on let me stab you a couple of times with my dick and you will see, the blood will make it easier for me, for the other guys and for you.” he growled. “Stupid cunt” he grouched. Another voice told the Scorpion, it would probably be better to use at least a little amount of lube, so they could start the action finally. The Scorpion’s dick was rock hard. That was not the problem. The problem was this little fag who cramped too much, that even with a full hard cock, it was unable to break the barrier. Someone handed the Scorpion a tube and he slit out of Mike’s hole. He started to apply the lube on his cock and was still cursing, because his plan had not worked out. “I…. I will try…. try to relax Sir” Michael stuttered. “Yeah – that’s good whore. Open your cunt for us. If you are milking us good you might get a gift from everyone for your effort.” the Scorpion chuckled. “Yes Sir…. I…. I…. I like gifts. Thank you Sir.” Michael talked softly. Again he helped the Scorpion to hold him against the center of his tight opening. His right arm was immediately pushed down to the mattress again. This time the Scorpion was more successful. With one stroke he brought 6 inches into Michael’s pussy. The boy was gasping and then started with a loud and whining tone. It was like a siren, coming deep from the depths of his body. The Scorpion pulled his dick out of Mike’s ass and slammed it back in. Again the cunt stopped him at about 6 inches. “What now? Do you want me to cut your sphincter?” the big guy screamed. Some of the other guys were excited about the aggressive act. They couldn’t wait to rupture the intestine of this almost virgin guy. Others were concerned. Hard fucking was one thing and the guy obviously wanted getting fucked. They all saw and heard the words in the beginning and even now Michael had helped the rough guy to actually enter his body. He even stroked him before to get harder. “I’m gonna rip you open – and if it is the last thing I do. You will let me into your body you stupid fuck” he swore loudly. Again and again the Scorpion stabbed into the cunt with a great force and all of a sudden he started sinking more and more inches into his fuck puppet. Finally all 9 inches were buried into Michael’s ass and the Scorpion roared triumphantly. “Now let’s try to make you bleed. Would you like that? Would you like me to fuck your fucktube so hard? Do you want it to be shredded? Hmmmmm….?” the Scorpion asked callously. Michael nodded. He didn’t seem to actually get it, what was just happening. When the Scorpion started to almost pull out, he enjoyed slamming his prick back into the virginal hole. “Yeah…. moan for me. Make me hard. Milk my cock with your cunt.” he uttered aggressively. A third man entered the hut. He held some pieces of woods in his hands. It was not large. Two minor wood wedges. Guys help me for a second, to rip his mouth wide open. I don’t want to lose a finger, but since Michael was so into the fuck rhythm he didn’t realize at first what was happening in his face. Only when the pressure at his jaws was so high, that he wanted to scream, he realized he couldn’t close his mouth anymore. “Now isn’t that nice” the third guy complimented himself for this good idea. “Now we can use his mouth also and we don’t have to be afraid of him biting us. The guys cheered all loudly. Michael rolled his eyes. He didn’t know what hurt more. His nose, which seemed to be broken. His jaw and mouth, that he couldn’t close anymore or his ass, which was repeatedly stabbed. His whole body seemed to be one big pain. The scorpion started now a rabbit fuck. He fucked the poor boy in such a pace, that Michael could only grunt like an animal. He wasn’t human anymore. The Scorpion looked down and saw red streaks of blood at his penis. The guys saw this and cheered enthusiastically. “This is good…. this is good boy… you are doing a good job. Keep that ass up. Let me ram my cock harder into your pussy.” Michael squealed like a pig and tried to move his ass a bit higher to avoid the hard fucking penis, but in the end he even gave the Scorpion a better angle to attack his asshole. The Scorpion was now able to rotate his dick always in another angle. So he touched Michael’s intestine at places he never even knew they existed. The two guys holding Michael still down called for the third chap to start chocking the little whore with a dick in his mouth. The guy didn’t wait for long. He had his jeans unbuttoned already and lowered himself from the front. Most guys were jacking off at the spectacle. They couldn’t see Michaels face anymore, but they heard the noises escaping from his fucked mouth. He retched pathetically. You could also hear soft sobs while he was fucked from both ends now. The Scorpion was sure. By the end of this session they would double penetrate the virgin slut. He would wait ‘til the end…. he wanted to try to fistfuck the boy as the big finale. With this scenery on his mind he started to erupt into Michael’s ass. He flexed his ass cheeks, while stream after stream of his highly toxic semen entered the torn up snatch. “I fucked my gift into you. Do you hear me? Your first dick and you got already fucked up.” he snarled dangerously. Michael couldn’t concentrate on those words. He was trying to accommodate to the huge bat made out of warm flesh in his tight throat. The Scorpion withdrew his bloody dick slowly and stood up. His knees were shaky. As soon as he left the area between Michaels leg, another guy from outside the hut entered Mike’s already ripped up pussy. Michael felt the new dick filling his ass and all of the sudden his own cock started to harden. “Filthy whore” muttered the fucker and started his steady fuck pace. Michael yelped again, as the new cock entered him with 8 inches in a roar and he felt the pressure of the guy, beating against his intestinal walls painfully.