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Chapter 1 – An Unexpected Gift Jake and I have been together for ten years now. It’s a good milestone for us to celebrate with family and friends, so we decided to have a small party at our place. Jake is 38. He’s from Germany originally, but you’d never know it when you met him. The only remaining sign of European birth is that he’s uncut. He’s about 6’ tall, in good shape, with blond hair, blue eyes, and he's sexy as hell. He’s not too hairy, but his ass crack has a forest in it. I’m 42. A little shorter than Jake at 5’10” and in good shape from our regular partner workouts. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and a hairy body. Unlike Jake, I’m cut. Our family all know us as a loving and devoted couple, and we are. But some of our friends know that we have some curious sexual proclivities. We sometimes party with friends or at an event and we both like groups. Add to that the fact that we are both fisting fans, and you’ve got an interesting dynamic. The party was great. Our parents and siblings came with nieces and nephews. Several of our friends were there as well. Even though we had a strict “no gift” policy, some people did bring gifts for us. Luckily, most of the presents were things we needed for the house, so it wasn’t all bad. There were also lots of cards. People wanted us to open the gifts and cards at the party. It’s not my thing, but you gotta keep the people happy. As we looked through the cards, one was marked “Do Not Open at Party” on the envelope. We were able to put it aside, and no one was any the wiser about this item. Once everyone had gone home and we’d cleaned up, Jake remembered the odd card. We found it and opened it. A friend had arranged a weekend away for us that was going to be a huge fisting party. Given the friend who gave it to us (who was also coming along), we knew that partying would be part of the deal, too. The weekend was coming up, and we decided to carpool with our friend, Gary, who had bought the getaway for us. He got in the car with the smallest bag we’d ever seen him use for travel “All you need is a douche, some poppers, and a few jock straps”, he said. The weekend was sounding like it was going to be awesome. The party was at a gay guesthouse about an hour away from where we live. We got there around 6 on Friday and got registered for our rooms. There was a pamphlet of info about the weekend, with several party locations, floor plans for the sling rooms, and a bare-bones list of rules. The rules basically came down to “don’t be a jerk.” We went to our rooms and got settled in. Tonight was just a mixer, with the playtime starting in the morning. We went down to the little bar and met some of the other guys. They were a mix of ages, builds, styles, and types. It looked like a fun and eclectic crowd. Saturday morning, Jake and I both did a good cleanout, assuming we’d be fisting all day long. I’m sure that Gary did, too. We went down to breakfast wearing jock straps and harnesses. There was no dress code, but you couldn’t be naked in the dining area. Lots of other guys were similarly attired. It was a fun show, checking out all the asses and pecs on display. After a light breakfast, we strolled over to one of the sling rooms. This room had eight slings, four on each side. Each sling was equipped with a lube station, paper towels, a chair, and a table for poppers and other lube you might prefer. Four of the slings were in use. Gary suggested that one of us get in a sling, and he’d fist us as part of the celebration. After that, he’d fist the other one. That sounded like a good way to start the weekend, so Jake got in the sling, and Gary worked over his hole. I love watching my man get fisted. The feelings between the top and bottom are so intimate, and the interaction is almost primal. Gary has fisted both of us before, so he knows what we like. He’s a good, thoughtful fister, who often checks in with his bottom to see how things are going. He had also brought a little pack that had some poppers in it, so he and Jake got to enjoy those. After Jake tapped out, I got in the sling. The room was filling up, and there was only one empty sling. Some guys were just wandering around, checking in on the action. It was sexy to be taking a fist while all these other guys were around, and that was clearly a precursor to the rest of the weekend. When Jake and I had finished, we went off to smoke a little T. Usually, we do that before we fist, but it seemed early to do it right after breakfast. Then, we went to explore the rest of the spaces. There was another, smaller sling room with three slings in a row in it. The main floor would be used for tonight’s party, but it would need to be cleared out first. For a fisting weekend, food was light, and alcohol was copious. Out back, there was a pool that was clothing optional. I didn’t know how many guys would use the pool over a sling, but some might. We just kind of wandered around, scoping out the crowd for the afternoon. Some guys looked cool, and it would be interesting to see how the weekend played out. We went down for the “dinner,” which was really drinks and a few appetizers. That was OK because everyone’s mind was on fisting. Guys started leaving in twos and threes, sometimes more. You could smell what people were smoking as you walked through the property. Obviously, the owner was OK with all of it. We walked into the large sling room, and a guy approached Jake and said, “Want to fist me?”. Jake replied, “Only if you fist me after that,” and it was agreed. First, they disappeared to the guy’s room, presumably to smoke. I looked around and spotted a guy who looked like fun. He was tall, thickly built, and really hairy. I love a hairy ass, especially for toys and fisting. The hair clings to whatever is being pulled out of the guy’s ass, and that’s really hot. Taking the lead from Jake’s guy, I asked him, “Do you want to fist?”. He just nodded a yes and started to walk away. I followed him to his room to smoke. When we got back, Jake’s guy was in a sling and Jake’s hand was in him already. I noticed poppers and a few toys on the table and assumed those were all going to be used too. With my guy, I jumped into the sling and got my feet set in the stirrups. My guy had grabbed some toys and poppers while we were in his room, but he seemed like the strong and silent type. He lubed up his hands and my hole and started working his fingers in to expand my opening. He was quickly up to four fingers, so I said, “Just shove it in”. He pushed, I pushed back, and he entered my ass. His hand was large and felt fantastic just at the entry. I could only imagine what it would feel like once he got in deeper. He worked his fingers around and clenched his hand into a fist while he was in me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I took a deep hit of poppers and felt his hand move deeper into my ass. He knew how to fist, and I was very appreciative of that fact. He waited until the poppers had time to take effect before sliding more of his hand into my ass, probing for my second hole. Even though he was quiet, he was always paying attention to me to see how things were going. It turns out that the sling where Jake was fisting was across from the one that I was in. It was exciting to watch my husband fist another man while taking a fist myself. I saw Jake reach for the poppers, share them with his bottom, then take a hit himself. He was really working the guy’s hole, and the guy seemed to be very happy about it. Next, Jake picked up a toy, lubed it up, and positioned it at the entrance to the man’s hole. It was thick and long, but it would be a great ride. The guy took some more poppers, and Jake began to push. The toy slowly entered, then slid almost all the way in. That guy must have a very open ass. Jake moved the dildo back and forth, eliciting moans of pleasure from his bottom. Meanwhile, my guy had decided to use a dildo on me. He selected a rather large one and held it up to me with raised eyebrows. I nodded yes, and he lubed it up. He positioned it at the entrance and let me do some poppers before starting the insertion. Poppers just make this more fun. The toy was definitely a stretch for my hole, and it would probably be a stretch for depth, too, but I was game. My guy fucked me gently with the dildo, regularly looking to see if things were OK with me. After a long while, both Jake and my guy were done topping. I asked my guy if he was ready to get in the sling, and he nodded yes. Jake was already hopping in the sling across from us. Then, my guy handed me a card that said, “Hi, my name is Steve, and I am deaf. I lipread but can miss some things.” Now it made sense why he was so quiet and, at the same time, so focused on me. I told him that it was all good with me, and we settled in for a hot fisting session. Steve was a burly man with lots of body hair. I started out rimming his ass, which had him writhing in pleasure. Then, I lubed up my hands and his hole and started probing. His hole opened readily to me, so I slipped my hand in. The look on his face told me how much he was enjoying the feelings. I fisted him deep, gave him a good stretch, and made him very happy. I also used a large toy on him, which his ass ate up. Gary had come back from wherever he was and grabbed our hands when we were done and said, “Let’s party.” We went back to our room, packed a pipe, and got really spun. Now, it was gonna get crazy.

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.

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

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.

(changed the name from Bob to Bobby) I drove us back to Bobbys house. I was super fucking horny and had a semi the whole time. I usually don't get hard when partying but ever since that shot the doc gave me I had been hard and leaking. Bobby seemed to be too he had pulled down his sweats and was playing with his hairy uncut cock with one hand while browsing the nastykinkpigs and grindr with the the other. He still had my nastypig jock on with the cumstains from last night and today which was so fucking hot. He was also telling me about all the nasty things he liked. Drinking piss, ass to mouth taking loads from guys in bathhouses and truckstops. I picked a fucking hot pig for my partner in crime. He was verse too but like me usually got soft and bottomed a lot when partying but his cock was rock hard right now. When we got to his house bobby said "my brothers probably not home yet he works at a diner until 8pm and my dad's on a trip this weekend. so we got the house to ourselve for a little bit and we can play and find someone who can host by 8pm" Bobby's house was a small two bedroom 2 bath with the master bedroom in the back with a sliding glass door that opened into a small yard. The yard had a door that led to an alley street and the house on one side had a "for sale sign" and on the other was a vacant lot with some trees. Bobby opened the door into the living room and there was his brother sitting on the couch in his underwear playing video games with a little bag of tina and a pot pipe and some other stuff on the coffee table. " You little fucker did you get into my stash Jackson?" "Fuck you" said jackson without looking up from his game. They looked very similar both latino and muscly and lean the biggest difference was Bobby looked hairy and scruffy unshaven and thicker while Jackson was more wiry and didn't have much body hair and no faicial hair. "I thought you were working? I wanted to play some video games with my friend" This didn't look promising (although jackson was hot) and I thought we migh have to find another place. "Got fired. You reek like dads dirty underwear" jackson said without looking up. Sensing a loosing battle Bobby grabbed the back and we went to his room which was tiny with two small beds. I thought about bailing. "This will hit harder if we point. maybe we can go to dads room theres a TV in there. We can have guys come in through the back" bobby said as he grabbed a point. Ok so I guess Bobby was more comfortable fucking around in front of his family than me or just desperate to start the party again. I could understand i was super horny but the high from last night was gone and the tina piss i drank from him was wearing off. "ok. only one point?" "I only got the one" he said sheepishly. "I'll point and the clean it for you" "Make a double and we can share. Then we'll be blood brothers" I said. Many I was feeling fucking evil ! "Fuck yea" said Bobby. At least we were still on the same page. We went into the bathroom to point. Since his brother used up most of his stash we put everything in the point except for a few tiny shards and a dusting of powder in the back. Bobby went first sitting on the toilet. As he injected half his pupils went crazy wide and he coughed and gasped. Not hesitating I used all the rest of the red tinged needle. All the sudden I was flying. Fuck we underestimated how much was left and now we were crazy high. "If you two perves are done can I have whats left of the back" Jackson yelled not getting up from the couch. "That little fucker lets give it to him" bobby said. his cock poking out of his sweatswith a sheen of precum. He left the bathroom half stumbling and jumped on his brother. "What the fuck" Jackson said still trying to hold onto his controller. I grabbed the bag and followed. "Grab his legs" As I did Bobby turned around pulled his sweats down and sat his hairy cumhole right on his brothers face."Yeah eat my ass you little fucker" as jackson struggled. "Lets give him the rest up his ass" I grabbed Jacksons underwear and ripped a hole. With Bobby's help I spread his cheeks and spat in his hole then sprinkled the rest of the bag in his ass. I started fingering it in roughly. I was kind of getting into this cause it was hot. Bobby ground his asshole right in his brothers face but I noticed that he stopped struggling and startedopening his mouth and sucking on his hole. "Fuck how do you smell so good?" I wondered if it was the strain we had in us that was making Jackson horny because his cock was suddenly hard. I bet once we infected him he would become even more of a slut. I started tonguefucking his hole and Bobby bent over to suck his balls and hole with me. I finished ripping his underwear off and shucked my sweats and shirt so I was just in bobby's jockstrapwith my cock coming out the side. I was leaking so much precumI started applying it to Jacksons hole with bobby helping with spit. "You ever been fucked jackson" I said as I pressed up agains his hole with my cock. "No i'm fucking straight." He said through a mouthful of ass. I jammed my cock in a few inches. "MMMHMM" jackson screamed in bobby's ass. I pulled out and Bobbygrabbed my dick and sslabbered all over it getting it wet for another go round. "What was that " I yelled as I alternated between one brothers mouth and anothers ass getting my dick wet enought to have good fuck. "MORE!!" Jackson screamed taking his mouth momentarily from his brothers asshole. "Fuck yeah you fucking slut" I screamed as i started fucking with passion. Suddenly I seized up and was blowing my load. I had never done it that fast on tina before. I pumped my load in with stream after stream. " Fuck! my turn!" said bobby as he licked my dick almost clean. I went over to get my dick sucked by Jackson while Bobby took his place at Jacksons ass when suddenly jackson said "NO!" "Sorry bro you desrve this" "No I want you to fuck me wearing dad's dirty underwear" Jackson said with a wild look in his eyes. Was the straight brother even more of a freak that we though? To be continued.

I went out on Monday night around town, starting out slowly as I wanted to pace myself, as this was the first time I’d experienced a true 24-hour drinking session since the law was passed here in the UK. I was wearing a pair of stone washed jeans, a blue and white vertically striped shirt which being a medium, showed off my rather thick set upper body quite nicely, and a pair of brown leather loathers. I was freshly shaven, skin silky smooth, and my hair was number 2 cropped. If I may say so, I looked hot. The night started in Mardi Gras, where there was a cabaret show, followed by a strip show. After this, we went across the road to a bar known as trades. It’s a private members bar which I had joined only the previous night. As you walk in there’s a toilet on the left (which is used as a toilet), and the room then opens up to this great big cavernous bar. The long, billeted aluminium bar is on the left, and runs the length of the place. Inside the bar itself are TVs playing porn so you can keep aroused whilst waiting for a beer. There’s a cage in the middle of the dance floor where twinks porn stars do everything you want. As I walked in they were barebacking each other, which got me mega hot. This was a private bar, for men to do their things. The whole place is dark, with flashing lights, and dry ice... giving a nice atmosphere to it. After a while of drinking, perving at other guys, I decided to go to the other toilets, these ones are renowned for sleaze. In here, I sucked a few guys off, bent over the toilet and took one load in me from a guy who I didn't especially like, but I was horny and…well, yeah. The night continued in this fashion, drink, flirt, toilet, fuck, drink, flirt, toilet, fuck. At about 3:00 A.M. I’d had enough and wanted a change of scenery. We headed back to the Trades Hotel which had a bar which stayed open as long as it was profitable to do so. We carried on drinking here, and the bar filled up as other residents and drinkers came to the place as other venues in town shut down. By about 5:00 A.M. it was packed. Now, Trades Hotel is a cheap men’s hotel. It is renowned for what happens in the corridors in the wee hours of the morning. One of my last memories is walking the corridors, trying people’s doors (as is the recognised practise for getting laid at Trades), when I passed this guy. Without even thinking about it… I blurted-out "Do you know where I can get some spunk in my hole?” He nodded for me to follow, which I did. I have very vague memories of dropping my pants in his room, taking a huge hit of poppers, spreading my legs and him ramming his cock deep into me without any lube. I think this was around 5:20 A.M. The next memory I have is coming to my senses, in the doggy position, with a horrible head ache, spread-eagle on the bed, a guy ramming his cock into my hole. I looked out the window, it was sunny, the sky was blue, the birds were singing. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 8:45 A.M.! SHIT! What had happened? Then I came aware of the state of my hole. It was so sloppy, sticky, and sore, obviously not from one guy. I groaned, and guy fucking me stopped. I looked at him, and he was kinda hot, about 5’11” tall, quite thick set, decent pecs, flat stomach, big arms and a demonic sort of grin and stare. I guess I made a good decision. He pulled out of me and we chatted for a while. I told him I had no recollection at all of what happened. He just smirked and looked at a glass of what looked like cola on the side table. Now, I never drink cola, not even with vodka, so I know I hadn’t ordered it. Then he asked me “So you don’t remember being the hotel whore?” I didn’t, I didn’t remember a thing. I’m guessing that in my very drunken stupor the guy had gotten me to drink this cola, which must have had something in it? We exchanged telephone numbers, I made my excuses, stood up and left, spunk pouring out of my hole with each step I took. Man, I’d been abused BIG time. In the car on the way home later that day, I closed my eyes and tried to remember what the night's activities as my mate drove us back to Yorkshire. Vague memories kept flashing back to me, but I’m unable to tell if they’re memories or fantasies. I dropped the guy a text and asked what exactly had happened. He just replied that he’d kept the door open after he’d fucked me a few times, and gone back to the bar and told everyone there that there was a guy off his head taking all loads, and gave out the room number! Apparently, at one stage I was begging for a poz load. Whether I got it or not he wouldn’t say, and I sure as hell can’t remember. God knows how many fucked me that night, but it’s safe to say I don’t remember any of them… but suddenly, all the “hello’s” and other greetings I’d got as I left the hotel only a few hours earlier made sense…. They’d probably all dumped a load or two in me. There was young guys to filthy old men at the Trades - some guys who were very appealing, and some I wouldn’t dream of fucking with - skinny, fat… you name it, they were there. I’ve fantasized about doing something like that for ages, but I never expected to actually ever go through with it. Common sense always seemed to kick in… but I must say… now I’ve done it (albeit, not corpus mentis), I fucking love it! Definitely be doing it again… who knows, next time hopefully it’ll be in a sling!!

Chapter 2 – The Party Continues In Chapter 1, I tell about a gift our friend, Gary, gave to me and my husband for our 10th anniversary. It was a fisting weekend, with no holds barred. We’ve both fisted and been fisted and are spun out now. So, happy, spun, and horny, we all ventured out into the night. Now, we saw that some guys had set up slings in the yard area around the pool. These weren’t put up by the guesthouse but were slings that guys had brought with them. It’s a nice idea because it lets you stake a spot without contending with other guys. One of the guys caught my eye. Tall, thin, bearded, and handsome, he was waving a dildo as a lure. It worked for me. I walked over to him and asked if he wanted to fist me. His answer was, “Fuck, yeah!”. So, I got in the sling, and he started to work over my hole, Between the T that we had smoked and the overall crazy sexy vibe, I was in heaven. He lubed up and was inside me in seconds. My ass was still open from earlier, and he must have expected that. This guy knew how to fist! He would twist his hand, flex his fingers, caress my inner walls, and more. Poppers had me flying with excitement and opening my ass wide for his hand. He tried to double-fist me, but we couldn’t make that work. Meanwhile, Jake had been spotted by another guy and was taking his fist. Gary was getting a chariot ride with another guy, totally ignoring the sling. I caught Jake’s eye and gave him a smile. He responded in kind. This being a party of gay men, you know it’s going to go on for a long time. During the first night, I was fisted by seven guys and fed my fist to six. Jake told me that his tally was eight times being fisted and six times fisting. All in all, a good night was had by all. We crashed around 5 AM. Luckily, nothing was going on before lunch so that we could get some sleep. The weather the next day was beautiful. Guys were out by the pool, taking full advantage of the “clothing optional” rule. It was great to see some of the guys that we had played with last night and find out a little more about them. We swapped stories and got caught up on the plans for the afternoon. It was planned to be a pool party, and we were all ready for action. Once again, slings were set up along the pool, but these were the ones from the guesthouse. As an extra touch to the other arrangements, they added a bottle of poppers to each table. Guys were mostly just hanging out, drinking, talking, and fondling each other. I recommended Steve to Jake, who suggested I look for one of the guys he played with yesterday, but he didn’t know his name. We were all looking for the guy that we wanted to fist us and that we wanted to fist. Some guys were dedicated tops or bottoms, but most were versatile. Pretty soon, the slings started filling up. It’s a lot of fun to have sex outdoors, and doing fisting outdoors is even better. As I looked around, I saw a lot of happy guys, either fisting or being fisted. The party had definitely begun, and you could smell the chems in the air as you walked around. We had smoked before coming to the pool and were well spun. Gary partnered off with a young guy who wanted him to fist him. Meanwhile, Jake was homing in on a guy for his play session. I was asked by an older man if we could play, and I readily agreed. He had on a leather jock and harness, capped by a leather hat. He was in great shape and had a nice ass. His name was Fritz, and he wanted me in the sling first. All right with me. He started off slowly, but it turned out that he was a rather rough fister. He liked to expand his hand while it was inside me, sometimes to the point of pain. When I said something to him, he said I needed to get used to the sensation. After a relatively brief fisting session, I asked for a toy to be used on me, and he agreed. This was much better. He was able to plunge it in and out of my hole and could twist and shake it while it was inside me. I suggested that we switch positions. Fritz was in the sling and ready to go, His ass was lightly hairy, and he had a tight hole. I worked my fingers in slowly to open him up, then shoved in my fist. He gasped when it went in but accepted it quickly. I gave him an excellent hole stretch and got in pretty deep before he tapped out. It was an OK session, but I wanted something more. I left Fritz and started scoping out the crowd. I saw a guy that looked promising fisting another guy. If this was the end of their session, I might be in luck. He was around my age, attractive, hairy, and well-tanned. I kind of walked around and kept checking them out. When I saw that they were done, I made my move. “Hi. I think you’re really hot. Want to play?” He said yes, so we found an open sling. It had a great view of Gary getting fisted hard by an older guy. For him, variety truly is the spice of life. Before I got in the sling, he introduced himself as Alex. I also introduced myself. He helped me get situated in the sling and started working my hole. He leaned in and said, “Have you ever done a booty bump?” I had, and I liked it, so I told him yes. He took out a bag and lifted out a good-sized shard. “We’ll have to wait a little bit to let this dissolve before I fist you. Is that OK?”. Yep! Alex shoved the shard in my hole, and I could feel the burning almost immediately. Of course, I also felt it taking effect on me. We gave it some time, sucking each other dicks and making out. Once we decided that the shard had melted, Alex started fisting me, He really knew what he was doing, and he had my hole singing quite quickly. He worked on both depth and width and had great, well-skilled hands for the job. He really liked it when I would take a hit of poppers and ride his wrist. He’d stand there supporting his arm, and I would work that limb in and out of my ass. Turnabout is fair play, so it was time for Alex to get his ass filled. But first, a shard for him, too. I inserted it, and we again gave it time to melt. While waiting, we fondled each other and chatted about our lives. It was nice to get to know him, especially since we lived close to one another. Alex got in the sling and looked great with his ass spread for the taking. I wanted to give him as good an experience as he gave me. I entered his ass pretty quickly (we’d all been fisted a lot already) and really worked over his hole. He liked taking a hit of poppers and having me hold my knuckles at his hole, stretching it out. I’d twist my hand around so that different areas got different stretches and he really liked that. Once we were done, I ended up being fisted by nine guys and fed my fist to eight. Jake told me that his tally was eight times fisted and ten times fisting. Gary had lost count. We packed up our meager attire and headed home with stories to tell our friends in the know. The best part of the whole weekend, besides the fact that I got to spend it with my husband, was that Alex became a friend and a regular fisting buddy. Now, we all get to enjoy his skills.

It's not the size or your dick, it's what you do with it that interests me. I've been fucked by guys with less than average size cocks and they have reached parts other cocks haven't. Size isn't everything.

At the sauna , on all 4s taking all cummers

I've been doing it with this guy Brian for a while and had a hot experience with him at the weekend. He's a pretty big guy, about 6', slim, kinda hairy and has one of the best beards I've seen. Thick, dark, soft and a bit wavy. I've had a lot of fun kissing him and running my fingers through his beard. We mostly meet when his truck route takes him through my area. He's a bit of a odd guy, he's not much good for talking and he's always been shy about getting his clothes off for some reason. He doesn't mind being touched, grab his butt, even pull his t-shirt up a bit and play with his treasure trail, no problem, but until the weekend I'd never seem him fully naked and he'd always been pretty clear his dick was a hands off place. He'd move my hand if I got near it. I've always wanted him naked though, he's a sexy lean otter and totally my type. Usually we hang out a while kissing then he'll blow me until he's got a big load in his beard and then we're done. Sometimes he wants to be fucked though. It's always kind of down to business when we do that, he just pulls his jeans and boxers down a bit to expose his hairy butt and lie face down, or on his back with his legs up for me to enter him. I like getting intimate usually, kissing and stuff when fucking, but he just wants to lie there and take it. He's got a super fuckable butt though, and he moans and grunts a lot. Never asked for a condom, takes it as hard and as long as I want, and is cool with me shooting in him. So I can't complain. Sometimes he shoots a load in his boxers too, I can feel that familiar clenching in his hole and he's making the noises. I wonder how many other guys he's letting fuck him. On Friday, I told him he's a sexy guy and if he ever wants it's cool to top me, and I tell him how I'd like to make him cum too. After a while he says guys never want him on top because he's small. Eventually he gets it out and he's about 2.5" hard. Big nuts though. He says that other guys just ignore it mostly and never want to bottom for him, he's never topped. Took some convincing but it was about time he got in a guy's butt. I expected to have fun, he's a hot guy and I've got a pretty sensitive hole. Having the entrance teased with a dick feels great. But I had way more fun than I expected when Brian did it. He was rock hard and when he was pumping at my hole he was bumping and teasing it great, just dipping the tip of his dick in and out and leaking precum. A few times when I was really getting in to it and forgetting I pushed my hips up and expected to feel him enter me fully. Thing is, I loved being that dick hungry with him teasing my hole and never getting completely filled. He teased the hell out of my hole. He eventually cum with his tip pushed just inside me. I was relaxed and open so his shots went deep. I really felt the hot pulses of cum entering me and filling me. No prostate orgasms, but I definitely felt something happening with it when his hot cum filled me up. So, I'm wondering, do other guys ever bottom with small tops, and what does it feel like for them?

What little fucking that happens in Pacific Northwest US and Western Canada gay sex venues is mostly raw, the problem is there is a lot less sex at gay sex venues in this region than the other parts of the US and Canada that I'm familiar with. There is a large gay population, by percentage higher than anywhere else, but for whatever reason seems to focus less on casual sex and more on monagomous relationships, as well predilection towards oral only and non-penetrative activities. They love kinks, fetishes and telling everyone how open and accepting they are.

This beautiful skinny black guy and I locked eyes in the Clubhouse II. I approached him, he reached and fingered my asshole. I followed him to his room, we picked another bottom on the way there. I don't think I ever heard his voice except when he kicked the other guy out of the room for being too anxious and when he ask me if I wanted his phone number . . .

I met a very wasted older guy a few years ago. Extremely gaunt face, not attractive at all. Holding him was like holding a skeleton.He looked so sick he should have been in a hospice ward.I was so turned on !!! I wasn't on prep yet. He rimmed my ass and wanted to breed me. I really wanted him to. He told me he was 100% std free. He was not. I didn't want hiv. So I told him as soon as I was got my prep prescription from my doctor, in about a month from then, I would come back and he could breed me. I'd swallow his loads and rim his ass. His ass was very saggy and extremely wasted. I really wanted my tongue in his hole. But he said he had to fuck me now or I couldn't come back. I left. I wrote to him many times after begging for him to breed me, but he said no. And I'm not the type of guy who ever begs. I really don't want hiv. But still kind of wish i'd let him breed me. But i would probably be positive now, if i had. I know after one fuck, i would have been there all the time taking loads from him. I just wish he'd have let me come back. I'm on prep now and love getting bred by aids wasting men. But they are very hard to find. Im very turned on by ugly old trolls and younger fat trolls too. Makes me want to find an ugly, gross, overweight, disgusting troll who's bad at sex and let him use my mouth and ass as he likes. Let him fumble around with me and use me like a piece of meat. Completely take advantage of me with only his pleasure in mind. And after I cum, because im so turned by letting this disgusting troll take advantage of me, I let him continue to use me even though I've cum and am not in the mood anymore. And let his other disgusting friends use me too. I'm not into guys with bad hygiene, but otherwise, gross trolls and wasted emaciated can have my negative ass whenever they like. I love old grandpa types too. I've never been in a darkroom but I plan to try it out soon. In Montreal we have gay saunas with darkrooms.I hope it will be filled with mostly very old men and trolls. I want every guy inside to breed me. I think I'll wait outside and wait for the most wasted aids types and old men and trolls to go in, then i'll follow. I hope to leave that room with loads dripping out of my hole.

Just one chapter this time. Fiction. ------- I'm Jay. Not many people know I'm gay - well, actually I don't think anyone knows I'm gay. I'm 18 and in my fourth year of senior highschool and maybe people see me as a bit geeky since I am playing in the school band. Also, since I'm a mix of Dutch and Indonesian, I have the genes that make my skin a bit darker, and I am not so tall, and I have a swimmer's build. Sometimes I look in the mirror and I see myself and I don't know if I like it. I think I'm too thin, but yeah, my muscles are well defined anyway. "Jay, we're going on a tour!" - That's Fred. His real name is Fredericius, so we all call him Fred. He's a tall, but also big guy. And not big in muscles. He's got a big ass, a belly, and a bit of a round, smiling face and a mop of reddish hair up top. He's always friendly to people. He's also my total crush. Yeah, look, I'm into big guys. Belly, ass, tits... Not really bears, per se, I rather love smooth big guys. And from after our PT classes in the showers, I know Fred is smooth, has some freckles all over his body, big nipples, and a lovely quite big dick with red pubic hair. I've wanked my cock raw thinking about him, sucking his cock and tits... him fucking me into a mattress. Oh yeah, I forgot, I'm not only gay, but I'm also the utmost bottom, I love getting fucked raw by hot cocks. I've been crushing on Fred for the past three years, from the moment I saw him in the band. He's on the bass drum, and I'm playing trombone. I'm usually right behind him in the marching order, and I get to see his ass all the time, which in the quite tight band uniform is a bloody distraction. All I can think of, and have been able to think of is how it's going to feel eating that ass... him sitting on top of me... but I digress. "Oh, we are? Where are we going?" He shows me the email on his phone. OK, so bus tour to a few cities around here in Europe. Cool. The email states that unfortunately we'll all have to share rooms, due to the cost. And at a point it'll be a youth hostel dormitory. Great. --- We've been bussing around now for a couple of days. This night we have the luxury of a hotel, and our band master is handing out the keys and pairing people up. He gives Fred a key and says "Fred and Jay". My heart jumps. Fred looks at me and smiles, saying "Let's go up". We enter our room and ... it's small. A typical small hotel room with - a single double bed. My face goes tomato red immediately. "Well" says Fred, at least it'll be cozy" chuckling a bit nervously. I have prepared for this. In fact, I have actually found some G that I've put in my special water bottle, so I can get over my inhibition and maybe invite him to at least a suck off. I put it up on the dresser and we go for dinner, coming back after a couple of hours, quite tired. He undresses right in front of me, as he has done so many times before in PT class. I... try not to look at him. Seeing him in his boxers... his hot big body in front of me... Fuck. My dick is getting hard! I rush into the bathroom and try to think of whatever while I brush my teeth. Dick goes down after a little while, thank god, and now it fits in my quite small briefs. When I get out, a few minutes later, Fred says "I hope you don't mind, I finished the water you had. What was it, vitamin water? It tasted a bit off" I just looked at him with big eyes. "You drank it all?" "Yeah, sorry, I'll buy some for you tomorrow". Oh, shit... wow. I'm sort of getting hard again and a bit worried over how much he got. But he's a big guy... He looks at me a bit funny, but goes in to brush his teeth, and I slip under the cover of the bed. When he comes out again, he comes straight to bed, and says "Whoa, I'm a bit more tired than I thought", shuts the light off and lies down on the bed and falls promptly asleep. All I can think of now, is him being in the same bed as I am. I am now getting horribly hard. My cock is fucking poking out of my briefs, and it's also pumping pre-cum like crazy. And I'm not even touching it... I look over at Fred, he's on his back, snoring very lightly. I admire his body, his sweet, smooth, chunky body. Slowly, I get out from under the cover. I can always pretend I'm going to the bathroom. I inch forward to him, and let my hand slowly rest on his thigh. Breathing doesn't change, and I get a bit bolder. What the hell am I doing... but now I'm sort of committed. I lean over his torso and hover over his right tit. His lovely big nipple right there, just a centimeter under my lips... and I lower my mouth on it. Holy shit... holy shit... my tongue slowly whirls around that nipple, and I kiss it. It's almost enough to make me cum. He moves slightly, but doesn't wake up - how the hell would I explain that... OK, I now slowly move down along his lovely belly. On his back, it's not that big, but it's smooth and I can't resist caressing it. Now then... what to do next? He's got "old-fashioned" boxers, with a slit for the cock. My fingers gingerly move apart the cloth to reveal his dick, and I think I told you already, it's quite big. But right now, it's resting, and I caress the little shaft, from foreskin down to the base. I listen intensely for his breathing to change, but nothing happens. He's sleeping very deeply thanks to the G. I move over to his dick, smelling a bit of his body, a little bit of sweat, a little bit of pee... my cock is so rock hard now and positively leaking of precum. I can feel the smell of myself, although a lot of it is soaked up by my briefs. I go closer and sniff his cock and crotch... and, finally, I lick his cock. I start off with small licks. A little bit around the base, then up the shaft to his foreskin. I allow myself to nibble a little bit with my lips. I can feel it getting harder. His breathing doesn't change though, and I am confident now, he'll be sleeping soundly. I use my hands to raise his half-hard cock and then I open my mouth and let my lips slide over his cock head, covered with foreskin. A bit of salty taste to his cock... I can now feel it growing in my mouth. And growing... and growing... It's glorious. I love this cock. His cockhead pokes out of the foreskin, and I can now wrap my tongue around it. I'm not moving at all. I am so still - but my mouth is sucking Fred, at last. I use two fingers to make his cock stand up and then I take as much as I can in my mouth. I start to suck him very slowly. It's incredible. It doesn't take long. He cums with a hard spurt of semen, and I swallow as much as I can, trying NOT to move around while doing it. Finally he's spent, and I slowly lick up the rest of it. Now I am moving - I'm going to the bathroom. And in the bathroom I pull out my precum-wet hard cock, and I jerk off like a madman. It takes all of 30 seconds to cum as I've never cum before. I'm so fucking horny for my chubby band-mate!!! After drying myself off I go back to bed, and we don't wake up until morning. And when I wake up, I find myself spooned by Fred, holding me like his little pillow and snuffling into my neck. He's also got a raging hardon, which I can feel although there's a cover between us. I stir a little, although I'd love to stay like this forever. "Jesus!" I hear him say while moving away. "Jay, I'm so sorry, I'm not sure what happened" - he actually looks a bit embarrassed. "It's OK Fred, it's actually quite nice" I said. The rest of the trip was uneventful, except for me beating my cock raw again, now that I'd had a taste of him. I wanted more of that. And there was more to come. ----- A few weeks later, it's time for the third year ball for us graduating school. That ball is held in a castle in the countryside, by a lake, far enough from town as to not bother anyone while we're partying all night long, and it also has hotel rooms for us to rent so we don't have to try to get back home in the middle of the night. Of course, I'm attending, but of course, I dont't want a date with a girl. So I just rent a room anyway. Talking to Fred, I quickly understand he isn't going to attend the ball. When I ask him, he says "Well, none of the girls I've asked wanted to go with me" and he looks a bit down. "Fucking hell, Fred, it's their loss! Besides, I'm going alone, why don't we go alone, together?" "Yeah, but I can't afford the room, and I think all of them are rented out now". "Fred, I've got a room, and it's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before" I say, before catching myself. He smiles brightly, then chuckles as he always does, and says "That's true though. Not to mention the spooning". My heart thumps a bit harder in my chest and I think of me sucking his cock while was sleeping. "Hang on, I'll be back" I say, rush to the bathroom and take my cock out to jerk it quickly... I need to cum, now!" I sit on the toilet bowl, spurting my cum into the water. I don't even bother to wipe the rest off, I just tuck my cock into my briefs and then go back to class. The night of the ball, I have prepared properly. Now that I know he's sleeping with me (well, he thinks it'll be "sleeping") I have brought some stuff to help me. Lube... check. Poppers... check. (I've bought it just for this). Jockstraps to wear under the suit - check. Finally, I've actually bought a couple of joints that I have in my suit pocket. I need that so I can get a bit of courage trying to seduce Fred. The ball is winding down in the wee hours of the morning. I've had fun, lots of laughs and got a bit drunk (not too much) and Fred, too is tipsy. Not "vomit-my-head-drunk", but happy, chatty and very cuddly. Yeah, you heard it right. With a bit of alcohol, that guy sat next to me, had his hands around my shoulders, and at a point even planting a big kiss on my head, saying "Thank you for taking me here", although he'd paid hes own dues. I sit outside the castle on a big rock down towards the lake, and I bring up my joint, light it and then puff on it. It feels good and I relax. In the hot summer night, I take off my jacket and tie, and open up my shirt three buttons down, feeling the air on my chest. I don't know for how long I sit there, smoking my joint, but I'm not quite half-way on it, when I hear a voice behind me. "Jay, my man, I've been looking for you" Fred says, carefully heading down the slope towards me. "They're closing down now, what are you doing out here all by yourself?" He sits down next to me... very close... and then he notices the joint. "Oh, wow, can I try? I've never done it before" "Here, take this one" I give him the other joint from my jacket pocket, and I light it up for him. He drags the joint and immediately has a coughing fit. I smile, and dunk him on his back. "Take it easy, Fred..." And then I teach him how to smoke it. He's a fast learner. I finish my joint, but he still has a lot left. He smiles a bit towards me and hands it over. "You can finish this one too" He says, a bit blurry around the edges now... LOL, both alcohol and marijuana, well... I suck on it a couple of drags, and give it back. He takes a couple of drags too. I look at him and then I plunge out into the unknown. "You know, there's another way of sharing..." He looks at me and asks "Oh, what's that?" "Ok, open your mouth". I get closer to his face, take a drag on the joint, and then go really really close, our lips almost meet, but careful not to. "Inhale" I say. As he does so, I exhale. The smoke goes directly from my lungs into his. He smiles and says "Oooohhh.... again?" I inhale, keep it in, go close to exhale... and he comes close to inhale... and our lips meet. I exhale right into his mouth as he's inhaling - but then he doesn't move off. He stays, lips together and he moves his hand up and holds my neck while he deepens the kiss. "Again.. " he says after a while. I can see lust in his eyes, but I think it's mostly the MJ "talking". I take another hit from the joint and we share it. His hand moves from my neck down to my chest, finds its way inside my shirt on my bare skin. He's caressing my chest while we kiss. We finish off the joint together with a lot of kissing. I'm hard as hell in my jockstraps. And wet. I can't resist, so I put my hand over his crotch and feel his big hard dick under his trousers. "MMMmmmm..." he says in my mouth. I feel his cock, kneading it through the fabric. He leans back a bit, and then opens up his fly. Slowly. And the reason is... he's not wearing anything under!!! His cock plops up from within his trousers, and he holds it in his hand, jerking it a bit. This, I can't resist. I lean down to his lap. Again, I open my mouth wide, and swallow his cock - as much as I can. I hear him moan and sigh happily. He puts his hand on my head, pushing me a bit down on his cock. "Yeah, man.... suck me" I look up and I see his lustful face looking back at me, now bobbing up and down on his shaft. I use my hand to pull his foreskin down, that's covering his cockhead even in full hardon - as I did last time 😉 but now I can enjoy a bit more ... vigorously. I suck him, oh do I suck him. And, of course, it doesn't take that long, he pants "I'm gonna cum" and I go down all the way, feeling his cock down my throat unleashing his volcano load of cum. And I swallow. Some of it comes out through my lips on his shaft, and I lick it up. He lifts me up and kisses my cum-wet lips. "Mmmmmmm fuck you taste good" he says. "Well, actually, it's you that tastes this good". He chuckles again, and I think I'm in love. "Let's go to the room" he nods towards the hotel wing. He grabs my hand with one of his hands, he tucks his cock in with the other, I grab my jacket and up we go. I open up the hotel room and walk inside, him right behind me. He grabs my hips and stops me in the little hallway, bends down a bit and kisses my neck. "You really have a lovely neck" he says. I turn around and we share a deep kiss again, shedding off our suits, and going towards the bed. My cock is rock hard again, in my jockstraps, and a big wet spot on the front. His cock is hard, too, but he's naked now. I stand before him, reaching his shoulders, but I know what I want. His hands are roaming over my back, down to my ass, feeling the cheeks, parting them, and opening up my crack. We kiss, I feel his hard cock agains my belly, and I just bend my head a little to reach his wonderful big nipples. Starting on the right, kissing, licking and nibbling on the nipple... grabbing his tit and using my mouth to suckle on it like a baby. He's moaning and doesn't really know what to do with himself. "Shhiiiiiiittt babe," he says (Babe?!?! 😄 ) "whooooaaa.. that's so far out, I love that!!!" "MMMMMm" I hum on his tit. I let go, and I confess: "Freddie... I've wanted to do this for such a long time". Then I kneel in front of him, taking his hard cock in my mouth again. I suck him for half a minute, then turn my attention to his balls, lovely hanging big balls to go with that big cock. I smell his body smell in his crotch, lick and suck his balls, all the while he's moaning and grabbing his cock. I grab the poppers from my bag. He looks at me curiously while I open the little brown bottle and then inhale deeply in each nostril. I do it a couple of times and then I offer it to him. He takes the bottle and mimics me. "whoa, what is that" he asks, as the poppers goes to his head. "It's poppers" I say. I take back the bottle, and put the cap on. Then I move over to the bed and lie down, dragging him on top of me. The big guy is so self-conscious. I love for his big body to almost crush me under him. I pull him closer and push his knees away so he lies on top of me. His cock slides in between my legs, and I spread them and put them around his thicc ass. His cockhead finds my hole and I open up ever so slightly, to just let him know. He pushes himself off and looks into my eyes. I look back and tell him "I want you". I've waited for so long, and now I've got his cock right on the verge to peneterate me. "Fuck me, Freddie... push it in now". Lube or no lube, I need that cock in me. I want it NOW. I don't have time to stop and get it. I lick my fingers and reach down to wet it. I repeat it while he's watching me. I also wet his cock slightly. Then use my hand to guide him to my hole. His cock slowly pushes inside me. It's really tight... his cock is so fucking big. Fortunately it's "torpedo-shaped", so his cockhead isn't bigger than the shaft. I nod to him, looking at his asking eyes, and he pushes all the way to the bottom. I gasp a bit. He stills, until he thinks I've gotten used to his big tool in my cute boy hole. I push my legs further up so he gets in properly all the way. My feet are on his ass and I use them as if I'm urging a horse to walk. He starts fucking me. It's a bit slow, a bit clumsy at first. I have the poppers and I open the bottle and he stops while I take some deep poppers hits. He does the same and waits while I close the lid, and then starts fucking me hard. OH MY GOD, it's just the way I've dreamed it. It doesn't last. It's just a couple of minutes. But then he cums inside me and I can feel his cock jerking when the load exits his cock. He's still hard, though. He keeps on fucking me just a bit. Then he moves his cock out and my hole doesn't close really that fast so the cum is leaking out of me. What he does next is mind boggling - I thought he was this shy chubby boy... but he goes down on me, he lifts my legs up, knees towards my chest, and then dives in with his face on my hole. He licks it, eats his own cum, and makes me oh so horny! Then his tongue moves up towards my balls, he moves the wet jockstrap out of the way and takes each ball in his mouth, and then finally both. He tugs on my ball sack, making my hard cock dance on my stomack, leaving streaks of precum. He licks my belly, and then my shaft and then he swallows my cock. Man, his soft mouth is so good. I use some more of the poppers, and then he takes some, too. He moves expertly up and down my cock, tugging on my balls, and oooohhhhh.... pushing a finger inside me... ohh.. deep inside me? Then he presses forward with his finger and I feel a surge coming from deep inside me, feet tingling and then I CUM HARD!!! I give him my sperm, right into his mouth, but he's a better cock sucker than I am, and he swallows every. single. drop of it. Yes! So fucking hot, the man of my dreams is drinking my cum. He comes up to me, smiling. "Did you like it?" He asks. I'm a bit overwhelmed, I nod. I nod, and pull him against me. "I've waited so long for this, Freddie... you don't even know." "Well," he smiles at me, "waiting time is over, obviously". He's on top of me again. I can feel his hard cock. Still hard. My cock is soft now, as it is when I cum. "Turn around, on all four" he says. I put my head on the pillow, ass in the air. "Ohhhh.... so nice," he practically purrs. Then I feel his mouth on my hole again. He plays with my cock and balls with his hand, while he's sucking on my hole. Yes, you heard right. Sucking. And nibbling, and licking with broad wet tongue. He grabs the poppers and opens the bottle, taking a few deep hits, and then he gives me the open bottle, making me do the same again. Then he grabs my hips and pulls me agains him, and I feel his cock just simply gliding inside my hole. "Babe," he says, "you're so fucking hot... I need to fuck you now, you OK with that?" My fact is in the pillow, but I scream "YEEESSS" into it. He now unleashes his demon cock!!! Oh, my god, how he fucks me. My own dick is flopping around, and I just take hit after hit with the poppers. He slows down when I have the bottle to my nose, but then picks up the pace when I'm done. "Fucking hell Jay, I'm gonna give you my load again" He shouts in the room. "Fucking breed me, Freddie, I want your babies in me" I shout in the pillow. I hear him groan and then feel the stream inside me. How much cum does the man have!!!! He fucks it in real deep, but of course it's leaking out with his shaft. He keeps on fucking me while telling me how much he loves fucking me. Loves loading me. Loves me. He falls down on top of me, his cock still inside me, but I can feel now, that he's going softer. He crushes me down with his big body, big belly, big ass, big legs. And I love it so much. Love his cock in me. Love his load in me. Love him. We just stay like that for a long while. His cock slips out of me. We're wet of cum and sweat. Morning birds are chirping outside the window. But we don't care. We fall asleep and he holds me in his arms all morning.

I agree with your assessment but some people get off on cheating. So even open relationships are too restrictive for them.

Not interested in the bottoms dick , so not an issue

You are playing with fire and your life unless you know how to carry your positive status with grace. My honest suggestion is don't do it. Use Prep if you want to be liberated sexually and still bareback. Try DoxyPep for STD prevention. When medical science has made so much progress to slowly liberate the gay community from the AiDS scare of the 80s why not make the best use of these miracles. What's the logic in taking a pill afterwards when you can take a pill before and save yourself from other complications. Such decisions are made through the brain and nor dick.

A guy who gets on his knees, arches his back and doesn’t squirm or try to pull away.

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.

Woke up feeling extremely horny on Sunday morning, definitely needing to get some cock. Decided I was going to head into the boiler house sauna in Dublin so cleaned out, showered and headed into town. Arrived at the sauna around 12:30, paid the entrance fee and headed inside, changed in the locker room and headed upstairs. There were a nice number and type of guys already walking about including a few hot daddy types that I definitely liked the look of. I grabbed a quick shower to make sure I was as fresh as possible lubed up my ass and headed into the steam room. I’d never seen it so busy there was at least 10 guys in there. I had my towel over my shoulder as I leaned against the wall eyes closed taking in the heat. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand start to play with my cock. Soon the hand had reached behind and started to finger my ass. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose, I inhaled deep in both nostrils and let the rush wash over me. The 1 finger was replaced with 2 then 3 fingers and I was given the bottle again this time inhaling deep about 3 or 4 times. I was putty in the guys hands as he pushed me forward and bent me over the bench in the steam room the fingers were taken out and my hole felt so empty. I needed something more. I didn’t need to wait long as soon I felt a cock teasing my hole. Normally at this point in a sauna I reach for the condoms as I generally play safe in a sauna type setting but today the thought never entered my head. I was horny, high from the poppers and totally lost in the attention my hole was now receiving. The teasing went on for another bit as I took more hits of poppers, as the rush hit I pushed back onto his bare cock taking him deep inside. He started to fuck me firmly and steadily and as he did a cock was presented to my mouth which I proceeded to greedily devour. I was lost in a cock-bliss but still aware of the audience. The guy fucking me gradually increased his pace and after a few frenzied seconds of slamming my ass he moaned loudly and came hard pumping a load inside me. I continued to suck the cock in my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of tasty cum which I happily swallowed. The guy pulled his cock from my ass and leaned over, whispered in my ear enjoy my babies slut, he turned and left the steam room. Instantly I wondered does that mean what I think it does - did I just take a poz load. I didn’t have time to dwell on it as no sooner had he gone that another replaced it. I hadn’t planned on taking loads and certainly not multiple loads but I couldn’t help myself, another few hits from the popper bottle under my nose and I was lost in a world of pleasure. In the end I swallowed 3 loads and took at least three in my ass and had a couple more shot on my back, maybe they were pox loads, maybe they weren’t but fuck I loved being the centre of attention. After I got home that evening I did freak out a little but soon after resigned myself to what will he will be. My next test results will let me know.

The doctor slammed his cock straight into my ass up to the hilt. It would have hurt like crazy but I was getting a high starting from Bobs tina piss that I had just sucked down and my ass was open from last nights festivities. I moaned and thrust back instead wanting more raw dick. "Does this mean I'm poz now?" " yes but you probably were before you need to get this strain and as many more as you can. It will make you feel stronger and hornier, you might end up topping." "i'm verse actually" he chuckled "sure you are slut". Bob was taking the older nurses (who was also the doctors dad i guess?) cock like a champ. His hole was getting real churned up from last nights loads. All the sudden the nurses eyes rolled back and he gave a great growl/moan sound that I had never heard before and started shooting stream after stream of cum into his ass. bob cried "yeah fucking poz me up!" The Doc also gave a great gutteral growl and started filling my ass with more cum than I had ever had. It gave me shivers and grabbed my cheeks to spread them wider so he could get it deeper. "Ok boys clean us up and you are done." i turned around and started cleaning the cum off his dick while Bob did the same with the nurse. We switched off a time or two so we could share a little of each others ass and cum taste on their dicks. I was a little disappointed it didn't last longer but I figured they were still technically at work . Without warning the doc started pissing in my mouth. I gulped and swallowed as much as I could but the paper gown was pretty wet with piss. The nurse let loose a stream for Bob and he pulled off his gown completely and let it wet all over him as he took great gulps. "Ok thats it. heres your clothes and out the side door."They accidently gave me Bobs cummy stained addicted jock and him my nasty pig jock but he grinned at me and pulled it on. I grinned back and did the same. They barely let us get our sweatpants and shoes on before they unceremoniasly shoved us out the side door and into the alley. " Come back on Saturday at 7pm for a checkup and a little party" The doctor said and winked at me. At least there was something to look forward too. "Fuck that was hot" said Bob as he pulled on his shirt and adjusted his sweats. He put his hand down the back into his ass crack " I'm fucking leaking cum its going to leave a wet spot." "here let me help" I volunteered eagerly. I pushed him behind the dumpster and pulled his pants down just below his butt. Cum was dribbling out his hairy ass crack. I spread his cheeks and put my tongue all the way up to his gaping hole. "Dont eat it all i wan some for later" he said. "mmmmHmmmm" I moaned as I licked as much as I could out. When he wasn't leaking anymore I stood up and kissed him with a fat load. He shoved his hungry tongue back in my mouth with a vengance. "My turn" He said and proceeded to turn me around and lick my loads out grunting slightly as he did. The alley wasn't that hidden and it was 10am in the morning still. A few guys passed but they must have been going to the clinic because they just gave a little laugh as they walked past. "I think we should go now" I said. Kinda sad it was done. " Bob looked up from my ass with a mouth full of cum and said, " do you want to go to my place? I got some more party supplies and some p***ts. " "Ok Doc did say that we needed to get as many strains as possible and I feel real horny maybe we could invite some guys over, real nasty ones." " fuck yeah!" I could tell me and Bob were going to be good friends. "Just one problem we will have to be a little quiet because my 19year old brother is at the house." To be continued.....

Since you said dick here's mine.

I’ll go first, I would come home late from work one night and my door would already be unlocked. When I get in two strong masked men are waiting to surprise me and tie my arms behind my back. Then they force me to my knees and pull out two large cocks and take turns fucking my face. Then when they’re ready one bends me over and forces their cock in my ass using all the spit as lube. They tear my ass open and start fucking me without care for how much it hurts. I’m crying and whimpering while I’m sucking the other cock. Ones fucking my face, the other my ass, both mercilessly. Then when the guy fucking me is about to cum they both hold me down and tell me to take the load like a dumb little faggot. The other one keeps throat fucking me till he’s ready to cum and he grabs my hair and pulls my head all the way down on his cock while he cums down my throat while I choke on it.

A pulse of lightly scented steam rose shrouding me deeper in a mythical mist as droplets of sweat ran from my neck down my torso, I placed the palm of my hands on my young smooth chest and rubbed it in. In the distance shuffling could be heard which told me I was not alone in the steam room but the dense mist made it impossible to make anything out. I had just turned 18, and had decided as a present to myself I would venture in to my first gay sauna and my first man-on-man gay experience. Don't get me wrong. I had done my fair share of masturbating to online gay porn, and it was while searching the internet for additional sex outlets that I first encountered an advertisement for the bathhouse in which I found myself. I had had to dig deep to find the courage to concoct a convincing web of deception to convince my conservative family I would celebrate my 18th with my friends, so I would be occupied all Saturday afternoon and that evening as well. Meanwhile, I googled the bathhouse for reviews and saw some comments such as 'Guaranteed to get your ass pounded here!' and 'Full of horny fit guys in their 20's and 30's', 'Way to many tops and not enough bottoms to knock up for real', and another which read 'Notorious breeding ground'. Hindsight would have been a great thing at the time but when sensibility and the mix of adrenaline and lust clash, sensibility has no chance of winning out, and so it was with me. On the designated Saturday I left the house in mid-morning, when to the barber where I asked him to cut my hair back to a number 1, and by mid afternoon I arrived outside the bathhouse. Walking in to the small reception room I paid, got my locker key and towel, and was directed to the changing rooms just past the bar lounge. The clerk also mentioned the sauna and steam rooms were on the lower floor. As I walked through the bar lounge I noticed three men who, I assumed, were taking a break. Each gave me a furtive glance. Stepping into the locker room, I quickly changed, and then returned my locker key to the admission clerk, and then headed directly downstairs. Another wave of steam hit me as I began to really enjoy this and the thought of sex had long since diminished, I hear more shuffling a blast of cool air which was a sign that the door had been opened. I could just make out the shape of a couple of bodies, one of which was seated on the bench next to me on my left, the other to my right. Each was far enough away I was unable to get more than a vague impression. I also recall being quite struck me by the quiet. Apart from the hissing of the steam vent there was very little sound. Still, the proximity of the two men brought me back to reality and the real reason I had come to the bathhouse. Then another cool blast of air announced someone had entered the steam room. The vague outlines of various men moved in and out of my limited field of vision, each man's shape shrouded by the dense mist. A hand appeared and ran down my chest and his shape became clearly visible as he moved closer to me noticing the a well defined arm with a tattoo sleeve gave me the most incredible erection. What do I do? Should I return the stroke, or perhaps kiss him? I had no idea how this was suppose to play out. Fortunately the man was far more knowledgeable than I, and wordlessly taught me the etiquette of a steam room. His hand moved to my shoulder, then neck, drawing my head in his direction. His body and face loomed in my line of vision, the striking chiseled features of his face moved ever closer as he leaded in to my mouth, a kiss landing on my lips, which were closed. Still, suspecting my niavete, his tongue moved about my mouth, his saliva moistening my lips as his tongue slid between my lips. My lips were receptive to his advance, and my mouth partially opened only for his lips to lock against mine as his warm tongue explored mine. After 30 or so seconds of this intimacy, he pulled away, although a dribble of his saliva still connected our mouths. A smile crossed his handsome face as, having given me a warm look, he dove back in with increased intensity, his right arm, which was wrapped behind my neck, pulled me closer as his left hand grabbed my right hip, gesturing for me to straddle his lap. Obliging his direction, I positioned myself over his crotch, and in descending, my ass encountered his erection, which was rock hard, and difficult to control as it settled nestled between my ass cheeks. Still, sitting face to face with one arm now holding me steady on his lap I felt his other hand caressing my buttocks then pulling as he slipped his hand to my hole he began gently rubbing at first. Gradually one probing finger coaxed its way into my hole. Eyes wide with startlement, I tried to protest but his mouth was still locked against mine and, as the pained eased off, I clasped him about his neck and responded to his kissing as simultaneously his finger explored my hole. He pulled his finger out quickly causing my body to tense his hand rubbed my back causing a pool of sweat that he guided to my ass and rubbed it in to my hole this time with two fingers causing my back to arch slightly. In vain I attempted to moderate his activity by gripping his arms, but his sweat made it impossible so I resumed my clasp around his neck. I must admit, moreover, by this time, my mouth now completely invaded by his tongue, and feeling lightheaded from the heat and steam, I neither wanted to, nor realistically could break free from him. Every now and then the man tightened the bicep of the arm which was holding my back, which gave me a comfort of feeling controlled. I was clearly in the grasp of a very experienced man who understood positive and negative reinforcement as sporadically he would withdraw this fingers from my ass, which left me feeling an immense sensation of release, but which also left me yearning for that moment he would slid his fingers back into my ass. In one such cycle the man broke off our kiss, and, spitting into his hand, we resumed our kiss as his hand moved slightly further down my back. Almost involuntarily I felt my body rising slightly only for a searing pain to shoot through my body. Naturally I wriggled to escape it the shocking pain, but the man clamped his arm firmly behind my back, preventing me from forcing a withdraw. Breaking off the kiss, I buried my face in his neck and groaned loudly. I knew his cock head had penetrated my ass: my virginity and body were forever parting company. The man reached behind my neck with his free arm, pushing my body downwards. By this point I was so overwhelmed with pain I was prepared to forcibly raise myself off of his cock, exclaiming a loud "NO" as he pushed my body downwards, forcing me to take more of him in to my ass. I gasped for breath - my body was being pushed further and further down on his cock, my moans and cries had brought other guys closer as they watched the transformation of a virgin. Tears mingled with the sweat as I came to rest on his lap, his cock now fully immersed in my arse. Almost immediately the pain began ebbing and was being replaced by a gentle internal caressing sensation, a sensation I was not keen on ending. My ass still felt as if to be on fire, but still I didn't want to stop. Raising my face to his, my lips greeted his mouth we resumed a now incredibly sensual kiss. My ass was also now responding to its own desires, rocking to and fro with small rise and fall movements which continued for what seemed like an eternity, the pain now replaced by intense pleasure. The sudden tight locking of his arms around my body forced me to expel what air I had in my lungs in to his mouth as he sounded a loud grunt directly into my mouth. Simultaneously his cock further hardened, swelled, and went rigid as a torrent of warmth flowed into my arse, the first wave of his ejaculation now planted seed deep inside me. I tried to catch a breath but his grip was so tight I couldn't pull air in to my lungs and in rapid succession of pulses stream after stream of his seed flowed in to my body. My head collapsed against his neck as I strove to catch my breath, but the man's grip was so tight around my body I could only manage short pants. In the aftermath of his orgasm, his cock twitched in my arse, the last drops of cum oozing into my hole, as ever so slowly the man released his grip, leaving me to find I had also shot my load - without even realising as much. His mouth sought mine and we kissed deeply as I remained impaled by his large still erect cock buried deep. Bodies appeared next to us, wandering hands sought to explore, only to be quickly pushed away by my maker. He was adamant. He alone would play with me. He alone would be inside my body. Slowly the gathering crowd moved away, still optimistically lurking in the dense mist, awaiting the master to release me, his prey. We broke from our kiss and he pulled me in to his neck and locked his arms around me securely. Involuntarily I winced as pain ran through my arse: again he was pushing his hips upwards, clearly indicating he was ready for another round, so I clasped my hands behind his neck and shoulders and resumed an up/down movement. My ass might have been sore, if not completely in fire with pain, but I knew trying to stop would be futile now, especially as he had now begun his second assault on my young body. I was a quick learner. Without hesitation my head moved to his and we engaged in another sensual kiss as my ass rocked faster as his manhood continuously speared my hole. Sweat was running down both of our bodies making if difficult for us to keep hold of each other. The man thrust up, perfectly meeting my downward motion. Each time I hit bottom I moaned loudly into his mouth. He broke the kiss, looked me in the eyes, his arms tightened again around my back. I knew full well what was coming. I found myself staring deep into his eyes as he moved in for the kill. Sharply tightening his grip, the air escaped my lungs as my back tried to arch away. My chest was being crushed against his. I couldn't expand my chest to draw a complete (and badly needed ) breath. My arse was forced down harder on his cock. Letting out a low long moan, the man's cock twitched as his pushed his hips up getting as deep as could and began releasing the first of five waves of his seed firing deep in to my ass. I collapsed against his body whilst he held me tight. Finally I could at last get air back in to my lungs and, shaking off the grogginess from lack of oxygen, I panted heavily against his neck. I might have felt violated and destroyed by this man but I was also overcome with lust and desire for his sex. My senses gradually came around. I knew my body had taken enough. Again kissing the man on his lips, I slowly lifted my ass off his cock, in the process emitting a slight cry of discomfort. I didn't anticipate the withdraw of his cock would be as challenging as its entrance. The man released his grip from around my back and I got to my feet, but as I was visibly unsteady, the man stood with me, escorting me out of the steam room and into the showers where he stood next to me, stroking my back as the cool water poured over my head and body, greatly refreshing me. The man, by this time, had taken the adjoining shower head as he also wanted a clean-up. This was the first time I had the opportunity to get a clear, unimpeded view of the man. He was about six feet in height, heavily tattooed, easily in his late 20's with a beautifully muscled arms, defined torso and strong legs. Still no word spoken between us he caught me looking at him so he cupped my face and gave me deep french kiss. I placed the towel around my waist and sat down on a nearby bench to relax, and I must have dozed a minute or so, for when I opened my eyes, I saw the man was gone. A couple of men walked through the corridor, obviously assessing the situation but I decided to head home so I went upstairs, retrieved my key, and entered the locker room where I saw only one guy was delving into his locker. I opened my locker and looked-up just as the other man in the locker room moved in my field of vision, revealing his back and the tattoos which adorned his body: dead square in the middle was a biohazard tattoo and, on his left shoulder blade, a scorpion. Then turning around I came face-to-face with the man who took my virginity. He gave me a warm smile. I was not so stupid that I didn't understand the implications of the tattoos. Fear froze me to the spot: a poz guy had just shot two loads deep into my body, and his cum was still inside me. I returned his smile, stepped into the toilet, where I did my best to push his seed out, but my arse was sore and burning, and each attempt came to naught. Wiping my arse, I noticed tell tell signs of blood on the tissue. Seated on the toilet, my head in my hands, I was beside myself and angry he could do such a thing, but then again I shared the blame as I never insisted on a condom and just allowed him to fuck me. I went back to the locker room to find it completely empty. Resigned to my fate I opened the locker door to find a note which contained both a message and a mobile number. The message read "Best fuck ever. You will want more of me and when you do, call me as I really enjoyed breeding you. I'm available whenever you need me." Looking at the note I realised my cock was rock hard so I folded the note away and put it in my trouser pocket and finished changing.

Biohazard Men EU [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.biohazardmen.eu/cms/ has two parties posted for 2024 in Berlin as of today (2024-1-20). 1. The always spectacular Easter Weekend party at Connection Club set for Friday, March 29th - which is happens during Berlin's Leather Fetish Week 2. The BiohazardMen XXL-Special 2024 also at Connection Club, set for Friday September 13, which happens during Folsom.

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.

This just recently happened to me while I was fucking one of my regulars at his place. Another guy - bottom (pretending to be a top) - just showed up wanting to join in while I was there. My regular let him in. Long story short, I took my regular out of rotation and blocked both on Grindr. I don't fool around with local guys who I haven't personally pre-screened. I've realized guys on Grindr can track me to my job or a family member's home and show up uninvited. I now pay for Grindr Unlimited and use Grindr Incognito while I'm home or at work.

I've been barebacking for 3 years now. But till now always with married men and some gay men. But we discuss stds beforehand and till now I haven't caught one. But now I'm looking to take loads from anyone, no discussion beforehand. I went to an adult theatre for the first time in my life a week ago. I ws there for 5 hours. I sucked off all kinds of men. Young, old, weirdos . Anyone who wanted my mouth. I refused no one. I let every guy cum in my mouth. Especially loved an old sketchy guy shooting in my hungry mouth. He was late seventies maybe 80. Strange guy. Two guys fucked me and bred me. I loved it. One guy was black and around my age. After he dumped his load in me, he pulled out, put me on my knees and made me suck the cum off his cock. The other was a very rough looking fat guy in his late sixties. It was great letting everyone in the theatre see me give my bare ass to this old guy. After he was done with me, 3 others came over and jerked all over my face and hair and in my mouth. I felt like a real slut. But I can't wait to try a darkroom.

Another great chapter!

Holy ffuck. Long dead thread but I’m glad I found it.

I like casual sex, so I'm going to go with a bottom that makes it clear they want to, and are ready to get fucked. No long drawn out cruising rituals.

Okay. So I hooked up last night. First time since my boy and I broke up. I posted about my heartbreak in general. I finally got back on the app and this anonymous profile sent me a message. After a quick intro I found out that he was a 19yo virgin and was looking for a blowjob. He sent me a picture of a gorgeous dick with thick pubes. He couldn’t host and I don’t host either. After a few minutes we agreed to meet at a secluded spot near us both. I told him that I would suck him off while he sat in his truck. He showed up and after some small talk I took him into my mouth. He was freshly showered but nervous. I tried to help him overcome the nerves and told him what an awesome dick he had. He seemed to appreciate it. I sucked him real good and massaged his smallish balls. The boy had a nice 6-7” dick that I hope will end up in my ass at some point. Anyway. I kept sucking him and he asks if he can cum in my mouth. Well of course! After a few more minutes of worshiping this nice boy he starts to tense up and bless his heart he places his hand on the back of my head and warned me it was cumming. He had a giant load and I even impressed myself that I didn’t spill a drop and swallowed it all. I came up for breath and coaxed a little more of that nectar out of him and helped him pull his sweats up. He didn’t want to stick around for talking which is okay. I’m not ready to get to know anyone again. I did tell him to keep my number and that I would be happy to help him unload anytime he needed it. He thank me and drove away. Although I’m not very good and I don’t normally enjoy the hookup this helped me quench my thirst for cum for a few minutes. Now I need some more.

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

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.

I love raceplay. Love hearing white bottoms tell me how much they love BBC. Nigga, spic, cracker, chink, I’ve said it all and have had it all said to me. We have our fun, and once we nut we still respect each other afterwards. No harm done.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Pup, Bitch, Meat, Cumdump or Slut Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): Texts Only Please 870-312-4174 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Southside OKC Times you're generally not available: Hole is always open for cum, just text me and I'll tell ya where to pick me up~ Age: 25 Height: 6'4 Weight: 180lbs Ethnicity: White

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

Likewise many str8 guys with GF or wife also (as I have read) sleep around or play the field with other women. Still cheating.

My buddy and I got back from the gym today and were just chilling. He’s extremely ripped and scruffy and has a lot of charisma. He has this very playful character and is an absolute stud. We are both otters but he definitely has a thing for twinks, especially blonde slim ones. I don’t know how he finds so many of them, but he is constantly balls deep into some 20 year old twink. After an hour of just hanging we started fooling around blowing each other. We’ve played for years and since we are both verse it usually evolves into some flip fuck action. Today wasn’t any different and we both ended up breeding each other and then ended up taking a nap. About 4 this afternoon we both woke up with raging hard ons. He was on his phone horned texting playing with his cock through his boxer briefs. I could tell he was getting back into the zone, so I ripped his shorts off and went town on his cock and play with his abs and pecks. He was moaning real loud and phone was exploding. I kept edging him and then stopped. I told him to pick up his phone because I had a sneaking suspicion it was one of twink fuck buddies. Turns out he had been texting with two of them and they both were as horny as we were. He started showing me some of their photos and even a couple videos of him breeding one of them. They were both definitely twinks but one was a bit more muscular. Both were pretty hung and had perfectly smooth bubble butts. My buddy then playfully asked if he could “order up a couple of twinks to split.” I agreed; almost drooling. Both of the twinks got my place within a half hour. Within about 30 seconds of arriving, each twink was on their knees blowing my buddy and I in my living room. After some pretty bomb head, my buddy ordered both twinks to strip and threw the scrawnier one over his shoulder and carried him in my room. Not too much later we had both twinks on all fours on the bed and we were rimming them. After we got them nice and wet they were literally begging to get fucked. We ended swapping twinks a couple of times and bred both of them and sent them on their way loaded up.

I don't care what the size is as long as it's hard.

I love the psychological thrill of being penetrated by a man much more than the physical sensations. I’ve talked a lot of hookups with small dicks into flip fucking and breeding each other when I explained the psychological dynamic.

I'll bottom for them.

we are just animals, cattle, waiting o be branded and bred

Whoever pozzed u was a very lucky breeder😈

After years of apartment living and paying someone else's mortgage i made the plunge and became a Homo Owner...Spent the last few months moving in and getting settled into my new condo, now it's time to do some updates....I like the idea of doing remodeling myself but to be honest I have no clue where to begin and what I am doing, so i decided to get a handyman to help me do the remodel. I went to Homo Depot and Lowe's to look at new flooring, currently I have carpeting and linoleum flooring in my house. I am not a big fan of carpeting, I think it's gross it traps all the dust and crap....After a few trips (ok 10 trips total) I decided on new vinyl wood flooring. I paid for the flooring and setup delivery to my condo for the end of the month. Now that the flooring is picked out and paid for I now need to find a handyman to install it. Thank goodness for the modern technology and the apps available to search for handymen.....I dont understand how they did it before....I looked through Thumbtack and found a couple of handymen. I sent them a request through the app indicating what I was looking for....Now I wait until they reply back to me either indicating they are interested or their details. After a couple of hours I got a message from one of the handymen asking questions about the job. I gave him the details and set up an appointment for Saturday morning..He said his name was Mark.... Saturday @ 10am sharp there was a knock at my door. I looked through the peephole and saw the most gorgeous bear at my door..I wondered if he's lost trying to find one of my neighbors units and then it hit me that this must be Mark the handyman. I unlocked the door and let him in. We walked through my condo it's only a 2 bedroom/2 bath so not too many rooms to work with. He measured each room and then went to his note book and wrote down the dimensions. After all the rooms were measured we went into the living room and discussed the price and schedule. Up until this point he's the only one I heard back from so I agreed and he shook my hand as he left my place. After I closed the door I started getting hard thinking about that dark hair peeking through his shirt and those hairy built arms....I couldnt hold it I went into my bedroom stripped down, got the lube out and jacked off the biggest load fantasizing about my handyman Mark. A few weeks later I got a call from Homo Depot that my flooring would be delivered on Wednesday so I made plans to work from home that day so I could meet the delivery driver. Around 2pm i got a knock on the door and it was the delivery driver dropping off my flooring. I made some room in the spare room to put the flooring so I had him put it in there for now. After he left i texted my hunky handyman Mark letting him know the flooring was here. A few minutes later i got a text back saying perfect see you @ 10am Saturday morning...After that text I had an hour to kill before I had a work call so I went in and fantasized about Mark and his naked hairy body. DAMN this time my load shot up and hit me in the face getting in my hair...This guy has me so turned on I really hope he's family and I can get him to fuck me... Saturday 10am came and sharp as a tack, Mark was at my house ready to start work...I helped him bring in some of his tools, as we brought in everything he told me the plan was to start in the master bedroom and bathroom. He said this way I am not getting in the way of my sex life. He looked at me and said your girlfriend wouldnt want to come back to my place with no bed and my place a mess. I looked back at him and said Nope, no girlfriend. He looked back at me and said ok your boyfriend. I replied back and said No boyfriend either I am single. He gave me the biggest smile and said ok let's get to work. I helped him move my furniture out and he started ripping up the carpeting and started to lay down the padding for the flooring. Midstream he took off his shirt and bared everything showing his beautiful hairy chest and his tattoos....By the end of the day he had the master bedroom/closet, hallway and part of the living room completed. We moved my bed back into the master bedroom and he helped me put the sheets back on. When we were done I laid back on the bed and he was there looking down at me and smiled. He said you like my tattoo's, I said yea I do they are hot. He said yea i could tell you like them as he pointed towards my crotch. CRAP i wore shorts and nothing else and my cock was up and at attention. I blushed and said sorry about that it has a mind of its own. He said Yea mine does too and with that he unbuttoned the top of his shorts and started to pull them down. I was looking up at the most beautiful uncut thick piece of meat. I licked my lips and said very nice...Thats all he needed to hear as he guided his cock towards my hungry mouth and started to shove it in me. Oh i savored the taste of his cock and the salty musky taste of the sweat from working today. While I was sucking on his cock he leaned over and started rubbing my stomach and untie my shorts so he could access my cock...After releasing my hard cock he pulled his cock out and said my turn. He helped me up to my feet and started kissing me softly at first and then a bit aggressive biting my lip. While we were exchanging tongue his hand was on my back and heading south to my ass. He started to use his fingers to rub in and out of my crack, oh that felt great and i was really getting hungry for his cock. He pulled away and said i want that ass of yours, then pushed me back unto the bed. He got on top of me and started again kissing and pushing his hard cock into me. Oh this felt good, he then made his way down to my cock and started going all the way down on my cock. Now even though I am a bottom i am not a small, I am actually well endowed at about 7 1/2 inches. It felt good having Mark going down on my cock and using that tongue of his..Soon he started to push my legs up so he could get better access to my hole. Soon his tongue was going around the hole lightly touching each part of it and then he started to focus more on the entrance getting his tongue inside and loosening up my tight ass.

Never been turned on by race play, just doesn't strike a chord in me. Mind fuck humiliation though... damn. It has to be subtle to really work on me, i've experienced it with Top/Dom guys of a type, who are emotionally and mentally powerful, but the farthest thing from forceful or bullying. i guess that's what makes it so powerful for me, that they are able to get the upper hand and control me, then subtly make it clear that's what's happened as i submit to Them. i had one Dom who regressed me by continuously praising and encouraging me as a "Good boy!!" the whole time i was gagging and tearing, nose running working so hard to please Him by taking His huge cock in my throat. i felt like a little kid trying to please His so hard, and He knew how to get me to that place and control me there. i adored Him, i couldn't help it, and He knew it... we both did.

CHAPTER 2 Cod: I could hear the sound of Dad stripping down, the sound of the shower, and in the sound of the shower door opening and closing. 'Fuck', I thought, 'I've gotta have him now', and so I entered his bedroom, where I immediately encountered a pile of his sweaty clothing which he had cast on the floor. Retrieving his underwear, I inhaled deeply. Fuck! For a moment I thought back to Todd, one of my college roommates who, as a bit of a slob, casually left his underwear scattered about. While Todd wasn’t my first roommate, he was definitely hot, and even more so when we both figured-out the other preferred guys to women. Naturally we started fucking all the time. One of his close friends (I had seen a picture once), I think the guy was an ex or they were sexual at some point, but Todd confessed one night the ex had turned up HIV-positive and it scared him. "Just like that," Todd said "he didn’t want sex, and life got very boring between us really fast; we went from sex a few times a week to nothing. A year or so went by and we were hanging out, a little drunk, a little close and one thing led to another and his bare cock was deep inside me. It was so hot, we fell right back into that old routine of regular bareback sex. Then one day I was at the campus Starbuck’s and almost literally run into his ex, the 'close friend'. I’d never met him but I knew his face and curiosity got the best of me; we started to talk while we waited in line. After some conversation the ex told me he was HIV-positive, (which, of course, I already knew), but then he told me something I didn’t know: Todd was also HIV-positive. He also mentioned Todd had been on meds for several months. Now, I had never seen him take any meds, and Todd has been fucking me bareback, his cum inside my ass, and he hasn't said a word. I feigned empathy and found an excuse to leave, not mentioning, of course, Todd and I were fuck buddies. I was hurt, anxious and a little scared. I loved bareback sex with Todd, but it didn't make sense he hadn't said anything to me. I wasn’t sure what do or say about Todd. Then I thought of all the times I had let random guys fuck me bare without giving it a second thought, which raised the question 'how many times had I already taken poz cock? Why be upset now?' It might be stupid on my part, but I decided there wasn’t that much risk (no more than what has already happened), so I didn’t say anything, and Todd and I kept fucking bare every week until he graduated and moved. None of that hot sex was the same as being next to my Dad, touching his cock and letting him cum inside me. When I left for college I was young, horny and really missing my Dad. I tried to get fucked by as much bare cock as my schedule, and tight hole, allowed. My Father had introduced me to bareback sex, “This is how men bond, Cod,” he said. I never let anyone at college fuck me unless it was bareback. I didn’t give much thought to the risk, except for that bit with Todd. I just wanted to be fucked. And I wanted cum. Dwelling on those memories really got my cock leaking. I take after my Dad, both of us are cut and both of us drip lots and lots of precum, although his cock is maybe a little bigger than my own. A quick finger gets to the tip to wipe up some of my juice and it was in my mouth before I even realized what I was doing. I made-up my mind then and there: it had been too long since I had sex with my Father. Incest. I was horny, I was an adult, I knew what I desperately need: my Father’s cum. Peaking in Dad’s bathroom he is obviously enjoying the hot water. We never shut doors around here, just the two of us, and, from the doorway he was oblivious to huge piece of wood that had taken up residence between my legs. His bedroom had a large master bathroom with one of those large tiled showers that 3 (or 10) people can fit it with an elegant glass door. I walked right in, opened the shower door and quickly shut it behind me before he can barely react. He just looks at me. I looked at him, I wanted him so bad. He looks so hot soaking wet, “You needed a shower after my run, too, huh?” Barely able to speak, I nodded “Yeah…” Noticing my hard cock, he knew what I wanted. Our faces grow closer as we kissed. So good. So fuckin' good. Kissing him always makes me hard as a rock but I also realized I need to piss. Badly. Breaking from our kiss I muttered “Let me at the drain a sec, I gotta go.” Dad, however, continued kissing me. "Dad.. I...," “Its alright Cod. It's just piss, it’ll wash down the drain, I’ve been waiting to feel you near me for you for way too long. Dad keeps kissing my lips, and in a quick gesture moved the shower head towards the side wall so the water wasn’t directly hitting us. I wasn’t paying attention to him and tried to focus, my cock finally went down enough for my piss to start – it came out fast all over his crotch, legs and feet, “it’ll wash down the drain”, I can hear him. He pushed against me and kissed me harder, my flow finally stopped, and my cock is immediately hard again. He pressed me against the tile wall, “See what you did baby boy? You just pissed all over your dad.” he loved calling me “baby boy” when we were close like this. More kisses. He’s pressed against me and we’re full on making out, and then I feel it, the warmth, Dad’s cock is pressed against my chest and he’s taking a piss…. on me. We never did anything with piss before college and I really like where this is going; his piss flow eventually slows and stops, but we we’re too heavily into making out to even notice or care. Dad stopped kissing me for a moment, his eyes on mine, his face close. I looked down at his cock, it was rock hard. I wanted it. Looking at my Dad and we both know what is going to happen; I slowly move down so I can suck the cock that made me. I feel Dad’s hands gently on my head and start to lick and suck him, I can taste his piss, I’m making a mental note about that for later. “Yes, baby boy, suck me -- suck your Dad’s cock. You like tasting Daddy’s piss baby boy?” I groaned a yes, but didn’t remove him from my hungry mouth. He slowly fucked my mouth. I was really moaning -- I loved it when he took charge of his boy. I grabbed his ass and pulled more of him into me. "Oh yeah boy, suck Daddy's cock, use your tongue... just like that." It had been about 4 years since I had sucked on my Dad’s penis and I was hungry, horny and eager. I started to bob up and down on his cock faster so he picked up the speed of his thrusting to match. I tightened my lips around his shaft to coat it with my tongue and saliva, which in turn was moving around his pole in my mouth to show him I wanted it to feel good. "Oh fuck baby boy... your mouth feels so good… I’m gonna cum... don't stop son... don't... FUUUCCCKKKKK!!!" His cock erupted and cum spewed into my throat and I swallowed as fast as I could. The sensations almost had me there, I was leaking precum all over the both of us. He began to pet me, telling me what a good boy I was. I slowly pulled off of his cock and lapped at the head to be sure I didn't miss anything before standing up; he put his tongue immediately back in my mouth. I wanted to cum, but he looked at me, “We should at least attempt to get clean”, he said and moved the shower head back in our direction, we kissed again. I was in love; I was also horny as fuck and my 22 year old cock had not blown a load that day. I really really needed to get off. I relented and grabbed the body wash and slowly washed his body, it was great being so close to him again, I really loved this, and I know he knew as much. Once finished, we quickly dried off and stepped out of the shower, Dad leading me by hand into the bedroom where he positioned me on the bed and resumed kissing me. This time it seemed like a lover’s kiss. I think Dad was falling for me as hard as I was him. My senses were overwhelmed, and my hormones were in overdrive, so honestly I wasn't about to dwell on the morality of our relationship. Honestly, I I didn’t care. We laid down, I was on my back and Dad climbed on me, kissing me hard, our bodies touching. He worked his way down my chest, taking small moments to lick and suck on my nipples and my happy trail. I was thinking how great it was to be in his bed, when my cock entered his mouth, “AHHHHHHHHHH….” A groan escaped me, “Yes, Daddy,… ohhhh damn, I’ve needed this”, he loved it when I spoke softly and called him Daddy. “Ohhhh, Daddy, Ohhhh." He had to know I was getting close. He stopped sucking and worked his way back up to my mouth to kiss me. Damn, I really needed to cum, and Dad was giving me a case of blue balls. Without pausing in kissing me, Dad reached over my body for a second, reaching for the night stand, but I couldn't tell what he was doing. Now on his knees, his legs straddling my chest, he sat up, and looking me in the eyes asked “So my baby boy’s all grown up. Does he need to cum?” All I could do is nod. My Dad’s left hand reached back and found my cock and started stroking. His hand was cool and slick. He apparently had found the lube.

The stud hooked his hands under my arms and effortlessly lifted me off my knees and plopped me on the couch. “Don’t move,” I was commanded and he went to get the duffel bag. I sat in the middle of the couch trying to catch my breath. He returned, dropped the bag on the floor, and went to his knees. He grabbed me under my knees and pushed my legs up roughly, forcing my ass up and my torso to sink further into the cushion. “Hold your legs there,” he ordered, handing me my legs. I took them, keeping myself bent in half, cunt hole exposed. “Look at that asshole gaping at me. It’s still so open.” And with that, he blew right into my pussy. I could easily feel the gust of air on my insides and immediately tightened my hole. He just laughed and dug into the bag for the first foreign object he would shove into my backside. When he hunched over to survey the different sized ass destroyers in the gym bag, I looked across the room from myself and saw that the opposing wall was predominantly mirrors. I saw myself – my red eyes, my face covered in dried snot and bile, my nips looking like two angry red spark plugs, legs in the air, my hairless ass pushed up and waiting for more abuse, three or four big handprints outlined in pink. And of course, there was my little less-than-five inch dick still hard as a stubby pencil making a pool of pussy boy precum on my defined abs. Oh, and he was right, my hole was slightly gaped still. Using my muscles, I managed to wink it shut but every time I relaxed, it gaped open again slightly. What was I doing? I was about to be injected with viral cum from this viciously virile man. He was going to hand down to me his terminal disease like a gift, leaving it to remember him by whenever I dealt with a consequence of the sickness he was putting into me. Why wasn’t I trying to make a run for it? Why wasn’t I fighting to escape? Because he would never let me. He was too powerful and I was too weak. He too much of a man and me anything but. I was right not to run, this was what I was made to do, like it or not. Stroking his massive oozing cock with one hand, he held a medium sized butt plug in his other hand. Squeezing his shaft repeatedly, he coaxed out glob after glob of precum onto the plug. Finally, he released his grasp and smeared his fluid all over the butt plug. He began to position it at the entrance to my gaping canal when I begged, “Please please that precum could get me sick.” “Oh, you want me to put it in dry? I’ll wipe off my precum,” he retorted. I couldn't imagine having this thing shoved in dry. I bit my bottom lip and began to tremble, “Okay, just put it in.” I was weeping softly as he pushed my O-ring wide with the butt plug. After being rammed by the mammoth he called a dick, the butt plug wasn’t so bad. It was a little tough getting over the wide bottom, but once it popped in, it just kind of nestle in my ass and was kind of relaxing. He pushed against the bottom of it, hitting a trigger in me, sending a chill of pleasure through my body that made me moan. He worked the plug in and out of me a few times and then abruptly pulled it from my hole. “Here, hold onto this,” he said nonchalantly and put the butt plug into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the tiny connector between the base and the plug, making me look in the mirror like a very deviant toddler sucking on a very dirty pacifier. Without warning, I realized he was pushing beads into my ass … each bead got progressively larger and I felt like I was running out of room, but that was impossible. His cock was much larger than all of those beads put together. He managed to get the final bead into me, leaving me feeling significantly more bloated than anything thus far. With one motion, he pulled the beads completely out of me causing me to whimper, drooling over the slimy plug in my mouth, and spurting a wave of precum from my boy dick. Like a worker on a conveyor belt, trained to do the same job over and over, he very systematically reinserted all of the beads. He didn’t pull them out though. He had a twist in store for me, and he sat up on his knees and pushed his cock into me again. Granted it still hurt like hell, but I knew how to manipulate my ass better to aid in accommodating him. His entrance pushed the beads further into me, hitting all sorts of different places, and making him groan. “Oh fuck, that feels good. I wish your fucking cunt came with these beads in it all the time.” He slowly pumped away for just a couple of minutes before slipping out of me and then yanking the beads out like a ripcord on a lawn mower. I let out a yelp, the butt plug falling from my mouth, bouncing off one of my defined pecs and down my tight stomach into my pool of precum. “One last toy before I get back in there,” he informed me as he threw the beads aside, and stuck his hand back in the duffel bag. From the bag he revealed a monster of a dildo. A pitch-black latex faux cock about the same length as my tormentor, but significantly thicker and a hell of a lot more veiny. My eyes bugged out and he snorted, “That’s right, bitch, you’re gonna’ feel this one.” Being realistic, he reached under the coffee table and pulled out a little box from which he got some lube that he poured all over this colon wrecker. After coating it with the lube, he positioned it at my hole and looked into my eyes. “You keep looking straight at me while this goes in,” he said, and I did. My ass had been worked over enough that it opened up to try and take this rubber cock as thick as a soup can. I felt my cunt stretch and strain as the stud applied consistent pressure to the dildo, forcing it into my chute and pushing my pussy walls wide. I whined, grunted, and moaned but I held my legs in place the entire time like a good bottom boy. Finally, he hit my inner ring and my eyes pleaded with him. “Not this time, but next time, this dildo is going through, understand?” I nodded furiously, thankful for the reprieve. Instead he started fucking the dildo in and out of me, causing me to quiver and scream from getting my guts dragged back and forth by the lubed latex. He stopped suddenly, leaving it ¾ of the way in me. From the box, he brought a small bottle that he gave a few shakes and then unscrewed the tiny lid. He shoved the bottle under my nose and pushed his finger against the opposing nostril. “Sniff in deep,” he order. It smelled acrid and chemical. He did the same to the other nostril and I obediently sniffed more of the fumes. In seconds, my head was swimming, my face felt flush, and the dildo more easily maneuvered my tight fuck hole. He began fucking it into me again, and my ass felt like it needed it…in fact, it popped through my inner ring. It still hurt and made me scream but it was my cunt that had loosened enough to allow it. “Atta’ boy,” he said and pulled the entire thing from my ass, throwing it aside and plunging the real thing balls deep in my gut. I cried out in pain again even though my ass immediately began milking him and my body tingled all over. Within a moment, the bottle was back under my nose and I was taking 2, 3, 4 deep sniffs of the unknown chemical. Heat rushed back to my cheeks, dizziness found my head, and my ass relaxed around the invading rocket lodged in my shitter. I was looking into his steely green eyes, my mouth agape making all sorts of noises when the oversized dildo that was just in my ass was shoved into my mouth. He continued to fuck my cunt with his cock while he fucked my face with the fake one. Mercilessly, I was skull fucked my this black sex toy tainted with my ass juice while he drilled me with his toxic pecker. Every time I would gag on the dildo, my ass would clench, making him let out a guttural groan. Finally, he pulled the rubber phallus from my mouth, slapped my face with it, and threw it aside, leaning over me to focus on his final domination (at least I thought it was his final one). His body pressed against mine as he continued to hammer in me, balls slapping against my bruised ass. I knew what was coming. “Please, please don’t. I don’t want to get sick,” I begged. “Do you not realize by now that this is what you’re made for? What you’re good for?” he asked sincerely, but cruelly. “But I’m afraid. Please don’t infect me.” “You love me, don’t you?” he asked. It was such a strange question. “What?” I asked, confused. “If you tell me that you love me and make me believe it, I’ll pull out,” he offered. He continued to rail me, gutting me with his amazing cock, as I looked straight into his eyes and breathed truthfully, “I love you. I’m in love with you.” He held my gaze for a second and then snorted evilly, “I know you do, you stupid cunt. But you’re just a hole to me. And you’re definitely getting bred today. You’re gonna’ leave this house well trenched and drenched.” Oh my God, he had just played me. Forced me to allow myself to be emotionally vulnerable and then mocked me for it, and I was still going to be filled with HIV cum. And all I was to him was a hole. That kept repeating in my head, and suddenly, my puny boy dick was shooting ribbon after ribbon of cum over my torso. “See, boy? This is your destiny. Boy cunt for sale, and you love it. You know that I’m still fucking you until I’m done, I don’t care how much it hurts.” I guess that a lot of bottoms have trouble getting fucked after they cum. Not the case with me, as I would find out. He kept hammering away and my pussy relaxed even more now that I had cum, and the bull was able to rut even deeper. Just to humiliate me more, he scooped up my semen and shoved it in my mouth. My cum didn’t taste nearly as good as his precum and I pinched my face from the taste as he forced me to eat and swallow my own jizz. I refocused on the fact that he was about to poz me and I started to squirm again. “Stop it,” he slapped my face, but I continued to whimper and wiggle. “Stop it,” he slapped me harder. “This is going to set you free, boy. You can fulfill your purpose now as an indiscriminate cum dump. No worries, no load turned away. That’s your future. And I’m going to see to it that no poz guy gets turned away from this hot hole.” I knew I couldn’t get away, so I asked, “It’s not for sure, right? I mean, just ‘cause you cum in me, doesn’t mean I’ll get it for sure, right?” Through a smile, he answered me, stroking my hair, “That’s right, boy. But that just makes it all the more fun when I pay your father rack rate to try again. Hell, that must be, what? Twenty-five? Thirty bucks?” He howled with laughter and picked up the pace of his drilling. His arms wrapped around my body and he spit in my face as he slammed into my boy cunt harder and harder. My inner ring was constantly being torn open by his vicious thrusting. Suddenly, I realized that my legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him into me. No matter what my head said, I couldn’t help it. My body responded to this man’s domination and my legs continued to pull him into me, my pussy walls gyrating around his baby maker, begging to have my insides doused with his hot, toxic seed. His flexing stomach slapping against my spent dick and 8-pack, he began moaning loudly, “Here it comes, here comes my toxic cum. Right in that fucking cum dump. Fuck yeah, cunt, TAKE MY JIZZ! TAKE IT! I’M GONNA’ FUCK IT INTO YOUR GUT, FAGGOT! I’M CHANGING YOU INTO A POZ WHORE!” We were both bucking and thrusting against each other, grunting and groaning. "NO! NO! PLEASE DON'T CUM IN ME!!" I screamed and begged. "YOU DON'T GET A CHOICE IN THIS! YOUR HOLE BELONGS TO ME RIGHT NOW! I GET TO CHOOSE WHAT GOES IN IT! AND I CHOOSE MY FUCKING AIDS BABIES!" "NOOOO! PLEASE!!!!!" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, CUNT! HERE COME MY SWIMMERS! ENJOY MY BUG!" he yelled out. The cock inside of me inflated slightly, making me take a sharp inhalation of breath, and it began to pulse against my torn and battered ass walls. Hot jolts began to fill me and I knew his poison was shooting out of that bulbous head and hitting my deepest insides. My boy dick spasmed and a tiny bit more cum shot an inch onto my stomach. His balls were still draining into my cum hole, soaking my vulnerable tissue and blood vessels, marinating with my ass juice. The stud collapsed on me with ragged breathing, still pushing and pulling his meat into and from my ass hole, fucking his DNA into my exposed fucked out cock sleeve. We lay there with only his hips moving, forcing his softening dick in and out of my drenched hole. My legs were still wrapped around his hips, clearly not wanting to have to move beyond this moment, not wanting to enter the next moment where I had to face the severity of the situation. After about ten minutes, his hips stopped moving and he sighed, “I have to piss.” His cock popped out of my ass and I yelped a bit. The man that has just potentially infected me with HIV got up casually and headed to the bathroom. I looked across at the mirror to see my legs bent and spread, my pink ass held wide enough to view my gaping pink hole that now had a slightly more purple appearance. A thick white liquid drooled from my sloppy cunt. My pink pucker clenched tightly, sucking it back in. I guess it was hungry for it. I couldn’t control it. “OK,” I said, but he chuckled and turned back, “OK? You’re coming with me.” Oh fuck! I wasn’t done. More to come…