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Drew's ass. I'm inside him every day.

That's hot. Once I cruised a park at night, older black guy kept staring at me waking around. I wasn't giving him much attention, he wasn't an interesting looking guy. After awhile I'm approaching him again and he's staring me down, then i see he's jerking off but can't see his dick. He asked me if I'm looking for some dick and I figured why not. I start sucking him and he's hung respectably, hairy shaft and big hairy balls. He starts pulling at my sweats to get to my ass, I start pushing them down, and he's on my ass immediately. I'm barely bent over sweats at my knees, he spit on my hole and pushes in and starts fucking like I'm going to run away. It hurt at first then quickly felt great, he's fucking like he hasn't fucked in a year holding my waist so I can't get away--I guess he didn't think I wanted him. He pushes me onto my hands and knees on damp grass fucking away. Now people are passing us and I can feel them staring like why is this troll in my ass. I can tell he's getting close and he grunts louder as he's coming, a long pulsing in my ass for awhile. I put my hand on his hip to keep him in me longer and squeeze his dick with my ass wanting more. He finally pulls out thanks me and walks away as he's pulling his pants up. I start getting up and I see some guys looking and following me, so I stop again push my sweatpants down and another average-homely guy starts moving to get in my ass. "I can't believe you let him fuck you" he says as he's fucking me, I just said he felt good breeding me. I took 3 guys all not my type , last one said nothing just fucked and bred. I felt so used walking to my car.

Some of you have read my story "Rugby Boy Hole," (warning this is in the back room and mentions chems: which is totally made up BUT inspired by a guy I've fucked a few times. I hadn't seen him in several years, but he hit me up on A4A tonight and I was free and horny, so I went to his house. He'd told me another guy (another older Daddy, the guy really has a TYPE) would be there. The other daddy had a hugely fat cock. It was a really amazing dick, about 8" long and thick as a beer can (for real). I wish I'd had a chance to suck it, but the boy was on fire and he's a greedy hole. They were really into each other, which became apparent to me quickly. So after he sucked both of our cocks, I was able to make out with him while he sucked the other guy's cock, which he hadn't let me do before. Then I fucked him, switched off with the other guy and then back in the saddle and bred him. He has a really beefy body and a big amazing ass that I would love to fist. I wanted to stay and watch the other guy fuck him, but they were in no rush to do anything so I dressed and left. It was HOT.)

On my knees between his legs with him propped up against the headboard so we can see each other.

The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

Nice starT. We all know that orange these days for btms means pnp (NB: it's the same tint of orange as a syringe cap).

Excellent. I could imagine myself in their midst! 😈🐷😈

Met a young 22 yr military soldier from the military base near my town. Picked him up from his barracks and drove to Toronto to a sex party. A joint and poppers with weed laced lube and I was ready to rock. Got to the corner of a semi darkroom and bent over to suck him. Felt a finger probing my ass, first one then second. Satisfied that I was sufficiently relaxed and lubed a hard cock 8in got up my ass. Got my first load within minutes. Got another one before taking a break. Round 2 I was bent on a soft bench and I got 3 more loads. Round 3 my buddy exclusively used me and gave me his load. I was delirious ad flying high due to weed and poppers and all those internal orgasms that I got. Lost count of how many anal orgasms I had last night. I still haven't orgasmsed with cum since last night but feel like my ass is gaping for more cocks tonight.

That happened to me one morning walking into work. I had been fucked the night before and the guy shot a big load deep inside me. I went to bed with his semen still in me, woke up, showered and headed to work. While walking from the parking lot I thought i needed to "pass wind" and it turned out to be a bit more than that. A huge blob soaked my boxers. I headed straight to the men's room, undressed in a stall taking my trousers and boxers off. The boxers were soaked and that wonderful distinctive scent of marinated cum and ass permeated the room. I was so turned on and sucked as much as i could from the fabric. Luckily my trousers were still dry so i dressed commando and rolled the boxers up and stuffed them in my desk drawer. All day long the faint smell of my boxers was present.

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Freddie Mercury. And the poster is still hanging in my bedroom's wall. It is almost 30 years old, well framed and survived to two house changes. When my ex lived here I had to bring it downstairs in my studio because he hated Freddie... How the fuck have I been able to accept a guy hating Freddie, in my house and bed for five years! Low self-esteem does this and even worse. No matter, my current partner has helped me to frame it better, instead.

Time for a reminder that "should" is one of the most useless, over-used words in the English language. Nobody else gets to tell others what they "should" or "shouldn't" do. Now, if a particular top doesn't want his bottoms to have access to their cocks, then it's incumbent on him to (a) get their permission to (b) lock the cock up for (c) whatever period of time they agree upon. Or, if the top prefers and the bottom is game, he can simply order him not to touch himself, and see how well he adheres to that. If it's the bottom who thinks he shouldn't be touching his cock, despite temptation to do so, it's on him to express that to his top(s), to see if that's something the top is good with. Or he can lock himself up and handle the keys as he chooses - he can give the keys to a trusted friend who won't give them back absent an emergency, he can lock them in a lockbox to which he doesn't know the combination (but a trusted person does), or whatever. But "should X be allowed to" questions are just dumb, because they depend solely on what the people involved want. And it doesn't make one fucking bit of difference what other people "vote" or express an opinion on. It's no more meaningful than asking "Should people eat Rocky Road ice cream?"

While away for a wrestle comp/ training camp our Coach & team Captain invite me to coach's room as rest of team sleep, we all have a couple of beers. I notice a slightly odd taste but shrug it off happy to be invited to chill out with Couch & stud Captain. We are talking about training & fitness regimes & Coach suggests that he wants to introduce the team to a new vitamin shot & ask if we two boys will have a practice shot now with him so we can explain it to our team mates & reassure them if they are hesitant. I say to the Captain that we owe it to coach after all he's done for us, taking us to championship, we only want whole wrestle team to do well. He agrees, & Coach pulls out prepared points explaining to both of us the process we'll feel a warm rush, cough hard a couple of times , then melt a bit into bed, then will feel really amazing & prob a bit horny. We boys giggle slightly at horny, & I notice my cock & Captains twitches & fills out a bit in his wrestle kit. Coach swap glances with me & suggest I go first. "Sure coach- no probs." I say slightly apprehensive but confident coach is looking after us. Coach puts an elastic fastener around my bulging boy bicep & tightens it, asks me to extend my arm & clench my fist, finds a a vein easily, I clench my teeth as the needle pricks my arm. Coach explains he draws a little blood out to make sure he has hit vein then he pushes down on the plunger, efficiently removes needle tip & puts a swab over spot on my arm. Asks me if I'm ready & he releases elastic fastener & says for me to hold my arm over my head. WOW I feel this massive warm wave immediately rush up my body, 5 or 6 hard coughs, then BAM... the most amazing all body ecstatic feeling, I feel small awesome feeling tingles, then collapse back on the bed, then I'm so incredibly Horny, my cock is hard a leaking precum through my wrestle kit & I have touch it, stroke my cock. Even more surprising is that I want Coach. I want my wrestle Captain. I want to kiss them, feel their stud hard muscled bodies, feel their hard 9" cocks, taste them. While I'm enjoying this amazing feeling & stoking my cock having found a bottle of lube on the bed which I didn't notice earlier I watch Coach perform same procedure on my mate the stud Team Captain while he smiles @ me. The fastener is released from his arm he coughs 5 times hard & he collapses next to me with his arm over his head. I wrap my arm around him, feeling his chest as he puts a leg over mine. He starts to explore me as we touch & feel each other. Both our cocks are hard & massive amount of precum leaks through our wrestle kits. Coach turns on his laptop & & a porn of bi nude oiled wrestling starts. On his iPad he has a porn of six hot young footballers with their Coach & a stud Dad. Coach explains that the oil wrestle porn was filmed at the last wrestle team Dad & Son bonding camp we had for a week. Being new I don't know the guys in vid, but says "I'm so horny & feel awesome coach. I've always wondered & wanted to join u & capt & guys from team when u hold your small feedback sessions in your office. I wondered if guys from team would worship & suck your stud cock I always sneak glances of when u join team in showers after game". Coach remarks that we are enjoying the results of being slammed. In unison we reply "Yes Sir!" Coach says he gave us 1.5 Tina slam & we'll feel incredibly Horny for next couple hours & shouldn't hold back exploring every fantasy we've had & each other. Then Coach gives himself a 2.0 slam. He coughs 3 times & has the most wicked Lear on his face as he joins his two boys on bed, we are feeling & teasing each other as u start to suck our hard cocks through our kits & lick our thick sticky boy precum loads. I moan & says this is amazing, finally getting to do what he's always wanted: be introduced to hot man on boy sex by his awesome furry stud coach & team captain. He trusts us, he's so horned up & feeling so amazing, & wants us to teach him everything guys do for each other. I leanforward as slowly press my lips against his introducing my tongue to his mouth. Coach says he thought i'd enjoy getting trained in filthy faggot sex. When i ask why the answer comes on the screen. Im amazed to see my muscle stud Dad & Uncle who were on Coach's college team, Coach, Captain, & his two stud bros are naked on wrestle mat. Coach & dad & uncle are pouring oil all over boys, tonguing our mouths while u explore our fit ripped bodies, hardhung cocks, sliding fingers up our hard bubble butts & teasing & oiling our tight boy holes. Then Coach & Dad's blast boys & Captain & themselves & we all explore & fuck raw for hours. Coach says I can join Dad & uncle & team mates with at next camp if i learn everything that Coach & Captain want to teach me. He also has to help win over, seduce & teach the new twin blonde ripped tanned surfer boys that just joined team. U suggest that captain & I suggest that we all join coach in his room to have a few sneaky beers & chill in the hot tub on the deck in coach's room. He says absolutely coach, I've seen their cocks in locker room. Both boys are hung: 9.5cut & thick. Coach orders captain & I to lift our knees up to our chests & we lock our legs so Coach can taste our boy cunts, his for first time, tonguing our holes deep. As we both moan, kiss, stroke each other's hard cocks as u enjoy our hard cocks, I say that confirms it.

Just created a new album where each image will come with either a very short piece of writing, or a short story, either will appear in the comments section shortly after uploading the image.

I was sick again, and decided to get tested. I'm neg. Kinda surprised! It's a good thing, but I'm still having fun and seeking hard cocks to send me down the bareback slut path. I topped 1 ass since finding out: a 'neg' slut.. so again technically into the 'unknown status' territory, though likely neg. I was recently contacted by a guy who doesn't live here, but I suspect travels here on occasion, and his status is 'do not care'. His build is to my liking, he has a great cock, and he's verse. He was very direct and says he wants to slide his poz cock into me. My hole twitches and my cock stiffens, thinking about the social situation and one thing leading to another. Once a move is made I wouldn't stop the fun and his poz cock would, indeed, be deep inside me leaving the first of what I would hope to be many loads. Woof!

Chapter 11: Down the Rabbit Hole Dylan was getting used to going to sleep in an empty bed and waking up in an empty bed. He knew what that meant, of course. Not long after the stag in Palm Springs, Ricky had gotten into a relationship with a guy named Pete, who was a porn model working for several different studios. Pete was a few years older than any of the boys in Twink Heaven, with a stocky but well muscled build and an eight inch tool. As an experienced porn performer, he certainly knew more things to do with fingers, tongue, and cock than many guys. Ricky had brought him home a couple of times, and even had him over for a Tuesday night dinner. Pete had been affable and congenial, and the other twinks all seemed to enjoy his company. But Dylan felt uneasy. There was a vibe about Pete that made him nervous, a sense that his pleasant, laid-back, nice-guy exterior was just a little too perfect to be real. When Ricky started spending more and more nights and weekends with Pete, Dylan got more uneasy. Part of his uneasiness came from the graphic descriptions he heard from Ricky of all the things that Pete and Ricky got up to together, and especially the number of other people involved in their activities. There was more than a bit of the mother hen about Dylan, especially when it came to the well-being of his best friend. The odd thing was that Ricky, even at his most devil-may-care moments, had very similar feelings about Dylan. At any rate, Dylan had continued watching and listening carefully. And worrying. And now, Ricky was out going crazy with Pete again. It wasn’t as if Dylan minded some crazy every now and again himself, but he usually kept it to the playroom in their condo where there were other people nearby if things began to get out of hand. Ricky, though, wasn’t being cautious at all. He’d flung common sense to the four winds of heaven since his wild weekend in Palm Springs, not just going nuts in frequent three-ways and four-ways with his new boyfriend, but also getting random fucks from anyone and everyone at all hours. More and more people were experiencing his ass first-hand, and then talking about him and spreading – and hearing -- all the slutty details every day. Dylan grew ever more concerned, and occasionally went beyond that point into “fearful,” at Ricky’s antics. He was certainly no prude, but he worried that Ricky was going to cross paths with the wrong guys and wind up in the hospital – or worse. One Saturday night, Pete took Ricky to a party at a friend’s place up in the hills. The friend was a heavy-set older man named Stewart. Ricky normally liked daddies but something about this one rubbed him the wrong way. However, after the greetings when Stewart handed him a drink, he hardly noticed any more as Stewart’s home was full of hot, muscular guys, all of them dressed in next to nothing or less, and all of them sporting sizable erections. Ricky hardly knew where to look first with so much prime beef all around him. As it turned out, it didn’t matter. The party was an orgy as soon as Pete and Ricky got undressed, and the two of them were the centre of attention as they got down to business right on the floor of the large open room. Before long, Pete was hammering deep into Ricky’s ass while the dozen or so muscle tops stood around, stroking their cocks to keep them hard. As soon as Pete exploded inside Ricky and pulled out, another cock replaced him – and another, and another, and another. The loads mounted up inside Ricky’s hole as his remaining inhibitions flew out the window. Ricky lost count of how many cocks he’d taken, how many loads had been pumped into him. He was flying high on sex – and on the unexplained contents of his drink. Some kind soul had left a black felt marker on a nearby table, which was also where Ricky’s favourite seatless briefs had landed when Pete pulled them off. The black marks on the waistband mounted up as more and more men came to join the party. By this time, Ricky was so far gone in his drug-induced haze that he didn’t even notice the man roaming around and around with the camcorder. Finally, after several hours, Pete called a halt. He picked the semi-conscious Ricky up, half-carried him down the hall to a bedroom with bath, helped him get the remaining sperm out of his ass, cleaned him off, and then put him to bed. Ricky emerged from his drugged sleep about twelve hours later, slowly returning to consciousness to find himself alone, in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The pain in his ass was grinding at his nerves. He’d never been this sore before, not even when he’d been ripped. He was clutching hard at something in his hand, an instinctive reaction to the pain. Looking down, he slowly unclenched his fingers and realized that he was holding his own seatless briefs, but they’d been improved and redecorated with a neat row of black marks along the waistband. He counted them slowly, shook his head, and counted them again. Thirty-four. As the mists of sleep receded, his brain put two and two together, still with some difficulty, as he realized that the row of black marks explained the intense pain in his hole. He picked up his phone and started texting Dylan, then stopped, wondering what he ought to say. Just then there came a quiet knock and the door began to open. Ricky put his phone down, sliding it under the covers but still holding onto it, just as Stewart walked in. “How are you doing, kid? You kinda had me worried when you slept so long.” Ricky bristled at the dismissive “kid,” but he held that in. “Where am I?” “Still at my house.” “Where’s Pete?” “Long gone. He left for home after breakfast.” “After breakf… what time is it anyway?” “Getting on for three o’clock in the afternoon. Listen, kid, you and me are gonna have a talk.” “About what? About the fact that you served me a drink which had been drugged?” “It was drugged? Wow! So that’s why you passed out for so long. Haha! But no. What we need to talk about is the video. Because that was the point of getting you here. Just a rough cut, but you’ll get the idea. It’ll look better once my editors are completely done with it. These are just a few screenshots.” Stewart showed Ricky the screen of his phone. The images were merciless, clear and unmistakable. Ricky, on his back, legs in the air, and a different top’s big dick buried inside him in each picture, then several pictures of his hole, red, puffy, and oozing streams of cum. Then came a brief video clip, with Ricky moaning, eyes rolling, as another huge, hard cock was rammed into him, displacing another wave of sperm from inside his ass cunt. That was followed by a clip of Pete, slurping all the cum out of his ass while showing it all to the camera, and then by a clip of Ricky, eyes closed and utterly unresponsive, getting DP from two of the biggest tops present. “You were the real hit of the party, kid. You and your wide-open, slutty ass. Just like this video is going to be the hit of the year for my company.” “Without my consent? That’s illegal. And anyway, I’m under age.” “Nice try. Your social media is full of pictures of your 21st birthday party last year. And consent? Of course you consented. Kid, you’ve been building yourself a reputation for the last year and longer of being the ultimate butt slut of WeHo, and everyone in town knows it. Who’s gonna believe that you would ever say no to an opportunity like this? You won’t have a leg to stand on. “Now, here’s what you’re gonna do. First of all, Pete is out of the picture. You’re gonna live here with me and be my boy toy from now on. Next, you’re gonna appear in a whole string of my movies, getting fucked by every top I can find who will take a go at your slutty hole. And you’re gonna make good and damn sure you act like you’re enjoying every minute of it. “In between films, I’m gonna make a pile by pimping out your sorry cunt whenever I feel like it, and you’ll take all of that too – and like it, if you know what’s good for you.” Ricky tried – and failed – to keep in the boiling wave of anger. “Fuck that. I’m not doing any of it, if I have to walk out of here and straight to the police station in my underwear.” “I think you will. Who’s gonna believe you if you try to come over all innocent and pure? Face it, kid, you wanted to act like the king slut of all time, you won the title, and now you might as well enjoy it as much as you can. You don’t have a choice any more. Like I said before, you don’t have a leg to stand on.” Stewart left the room, closing the door. Ricky clenched his fists in rage. For the first time ever, he was truly seeing himself through someone else’s eyes, and it wasn’t a comfortable sensation. Like Rinaldo, staring into the magical diamond shield, Ricky was appalled at the truth about himself which had been revealed to him in Stewart’s words – especially the truth of not having a leg to stand on. What Stewart had said was 110% on the money – nobody, but nobody, would believe he hadn’t consented to the orgy. He twisted in bed, filled with impotent fury, then stopped, feeling something else biting into his hand under the covers. Something hard, square… his phone. Just then, it emitted a beeping sound, the sound of a low battery. He pulled it out, looked at the screen, and gave a low whistle. Maybe he did have a leg to stand on after all. He scrambled to the chair where his clothes were lying and dug the charger cord out of his pocket. He connected the phone to an outlet, briefly checked the newest file, and then started texting a message – but not to Dylan. Thirty minutes later, Ricky opened the door, walked down the hall, and found Stewart sitting in the kitchen, talking loudly on his phone. When he put the phone down, he turned to Ricky and looked him up and down. “Hey, you don’t have to get all dressed up for me, kid, now that I’m your daddy. You look great in that strap you had on last night.” “I’m leaving. And if you’re smart, you won’t try to stop me.” Stewart laughed uproariously. “Holy shit, my new boy toy thinks he’s a fucking stand-up comedian!” Then he snarled. “Idiot! You ain’t goin nowhere unless I say so.” “No, I think I am – and when I explain, I think you’ll agree. But I’ll save that until my ride gets here – that’ll be in about 5 minutes, maybe a bit less.” “Where?” “Right here to your house at 15291 Grandwynne Drive, Stewart.” For the first time, Stewart looked a bit uncertain. “And don’t get any smart ideas. You’re right in line for some nice little criminal charges that will send you up the river for quite a few years, starting with drugging, kidnapping, and extortion. The person who’s coming to get me knows exactly who you are, where you live, and what you’re like, and has heard the voice recording from my phone of your interesting little plans for my future – and saved a copy of it. I already forwarded it to him.” Stewart looked startled for a moment, then recovered and roared with laughter. “You’re bluffing, kid, there’s no fucking way you’re that smart.” The doorbell rang. “Shit….” Looking a bit scared now, Stewart headed to the front door with Ricky right behind him. He opened it. “Well, Stewart, still up to your old dirty tricks, are you? You’d have done the same thing to me fifteen years ago if I hadn’t turned down your offer of a drink.” “Fuck!” He turned to Ricky. “Is this your friend?” “Yes, Ricky and I are friends. Are you okay, Ricky?” “For now, Daniel. As I told you on the phone, I’ve had better days.” Ricky turned to Stewart. “Do you still think I’m bluffing?” He hit the play button on the phone and the three of them listened to the recording. “In between films, I’m gonna make a pile by pimping out your sorry cunt whenever I feel like it….” Stewart paled. Daniel spoke, quietly, intensely. “Let me explain this to you very clearly, Stewart. You have a reputation around WeHo too, and it’s not very savory. This voice recording would certainly give the police and the D.A.’s office more than enough information right here and now to get you a nice extended holiday as a guest of the state. “How do you avoid that? Number one, you destroy that video, all copies of it, including all stills, screen shots, audio tracks, the works. If it ever surfaces, anywhere, in any form, you’re going to be hearing about it in court during your trial. “Next, you forget that all of this ever happened – forget it totally. Any bragging, any stories going around about this staged gang rape, and we go straight to the police with this audio recording. While we’re at it, you’d better get hold of all the guys who took part in this rape, including Pete, and make sure all of them shut their traps too. “And finally, if you have any kind of real smarts at all, this would be a very good time for you to exit the porn business for good, and to exit Los Angeles for good too while you’re at it. “You know me, Stewart, and you know that I know everyone in and around this industry even though I’m not working in porn any more. That means that I have eyes and ears everywhere – and if this story gets out, I will hear about it, and you will be in deep in the shit, right up to your sorry, flabby neck. Let’s go, Ricky.” They had a silent ride back to Twink Heaven. There was no point in airing the dirty linen within earshot of the plainly gay and frankly curious Uber driver. After they arrived, though, and were standing on the sidewalk outside the building, Ricky asked Daniel for one more favour. “I don’t think this one will be dangerous at all, I just want a backup for moral support.” “Of course.” They walked two blocks down the street, and into another building. Ricky buzzed Pete’s number and the lobby door unlocked. When they got upstairs, Pete was waiting in the hall. Ricky stepped out of the elevator. “Ricky! Are you okay? Sorry I had to….” His voice trailed off as Daniel stepped out of the elevator right behind Ricky. Pete was no fool. He knew that face perfectly well, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to pick an argument with the Hawaiian Nine’s sizable muscles. Ricky walked right up to Pete as he cringed in the open doorway of his apartment. He stared Pete coldly in the face until Pete cracked and began to talk. “Ricky, I’m sorry, I never knew it was going to get filmed….” “Don’t lie to me. You knew. The whole thing. Planned gang rape, drugging, filming without consent, sucking all that cum out of my ass after I was unconscious. You knew. You pathetic, lying, scumbag lump of shit.” Ricky turned and walked away. Daniel added his two cents worth. “He’s right, you know. Better be careful what you say. That’s serious felony stuff we’re talking about, and you’re into this mess a long way already.” He followed Ricky out of the building and walked him home. Ricky turned to thank him, and to invite him up for a drink. Daniel declined, but urged Ricky to contact him when he was feeling better, and they’d get together for dinner somewhere with Steve, Jim, and Laszlo. Ricky hugged him and thanked him again. He walked into the condo, and found Dylan sitting in the living room, nursing a sangria. “Ricky! Where the hell did you and Pete get to this time? Weekend away somewhere?” Ricky smiled ruefully. “If I told you, you’d never believe it.” Dylan laughed. “Try me. Want a drink?” He gestured to the pitcher by his elbow. Ricky chuckled, his normal good humour returning. “Thanks, but no. This time I’m going to make my own.” Over the next hour, Ricky told Dylan what had happened. Dylan was appalled to hear that Ricky had indeed gotten himself into a mess by mixing with the wrong people. He was relieved to learn that Ricky had accidentally wiggled out of it by pressing the voice record button on his phone without meaning to, and that he’d broken off with Pete, but of course there was no guarantee that Stewart wouldn’t try to release the video anyway – and the dangerous implications of the near miss still scared Dylan. After Ricky went to bed, Dylan took a moment to text a friend, setting a time to talk the next day, before going to bed himself. About five days later, when his ass was feeling back to normal, Ricky texted Daniel. In an hour or so, he got a reply. All set for tonight. Meet at Shell Games at seven. Smart casual. At seven sharp he arrived at the restaurant and found the other four waiting for him on the sidewalk outside. Once seated inside, Daniel assumed the role of the courtly host, consulting with his guests about the wines to be ordered and asking the waiter for suggestions from the menu for their dinners. They had a splendid meal, and the conversation flowed easily all around the table. There was no mention at all of Ricky’s most recent misadventure, and to all appearances the other three might not even have known about it. At the end of the meal, as they lingered over coffee and liqueurs, Jim casually asked, “Shooting Stars tonight, anyone?” Ricky demurred, still feeling a little anti-social and scared after what had happened. Steve and Laszlo accepted eagerly, but Daniel raised a few eyebrows when he said, “I’m not in the mood. I’ll just walk home with Ricky – if that’s where you were headed, Ricky?” The other three peeled off when they reached the bar, and Ricky walked on with Daniel along the street. “Daniel, can I ask you a question? Did you mean it when you said that Stewart tried the same trick on you?” Daniel stopped him. “Look at me, Ricky.” Ricky looked up, and Daniel caught his gaze, eye to eye. “Ricky, I wouldn’t try to trap even a piece of scum like him with a lie. Yes, it’s true. I got lucky. My mom didn’t approve of alcohol, and I was only a few months out from running away from home in Hawaii, so I hadn’t acquired a taste for it yet. I asked for Perrier instead.” “Was it past the expiry date?” Daniel roared with laughter. “Oh, so you’ve heard that story too, have you?” “Everyone who ever meets Jim and Steve gets that one told to them eventually.” “Very true.” Daniel laughed again, then turned serious. “Ricky, you will need to guard yourself for the next while. If you carry on the way you were doing, in full view of everyone, it’ll just make it easier for Stewart to release that film and wiggle off the hook for any consequences.” “I guess.” “I’ve known him for a long time now. I wouldn’t put it past him to try.” “Thanks for the good advice, Daniel. I guess I need a bit more of that in my life.” Just as he said that, they had reached the door of the building. “Got any more good advice for me? Or just come up for a nightcap? Call it a way for me to say thanks again.” To his surprise, Daniel accepted. When they got upstairs, the apartment was quiet. Daniel nosed around. “So this is the famous Twink Heaven. I’d expected something a little – I don’t know, maybe a bit more random décor.” “Well, it’s not really ours. We rented it long-term from the owner, furnished.” “In that case, you’re doing a pretty awesome job of keeping it nice and tidy.” “That’s Ryan, our housekeeping enforcer and resident tough guy. What would you like?” “A Perrier, with ice please.” “And not past the due date.” They both laughed again. Ricky went and got two bottles of Perrier from his section of the refrigerator, popped the caps, added some ice to a couple of glasses, and came back to the living room. They toasted each other silently and sipped for a moment. Then Daniel put his glass down. “I guess I gave you the impression that I had some more advice for you. But what I really wanted was this.” Daniel slid closer to Ricky, put his arm around Ricky’s shoulders, drew him close, and began to kiss him with tongue. Instead of responding instantly as he might have done a week earlier, Ricky drew back. “Wait a minute. Is this your idea of me guarding myself, being more careful? Wouldn’t Laszlo be upset?” “I doubt it,” Daniel replied. “He’ll almost certainly wind up with Steve and Jim, and not for the first time. I’m sure he expects this to happen.” Ricky still looked a bit doubtful, but then he’d been wanting to get at Daniel for so long. The man was absolutely the Numero Uno hunk of all the men he’d ever seen since he’d landed in Los Angeles: the hottest body, the sexiest tan, the thickest cock. Now Ricky was discovering that all of Daniel’s kissing scenes in his many videos hadn’t been faked. Daniel was a tremendous and skillful kisser, and Ricky couldn’t help responding. He let himself go with the flow – then rose to his feet, and led Daniel to his room, since Dylan was away for a couple of days. They undressed each other, and Ricky fell back on the bed, then reached up, drawing Daniel down to him. For one more moment he thought of all those incredible video scenes from Hawaiian Nine Films. But then he realized that this older, huskier daddy Daniel was far sexier and even more magnetic than his younger screen persona had ever been. He rolled onto his back and lifted his legs in clear invitation. Daniel reached for the lube, greased up his thick nine-inch tool, and planted the tip against Ricky’s hole, which certainly looked much better. But he was keeping his eyes open, studying Ricky for any reaction as he pressed inwards, keeping up the gentle pressure until the hole yielded and let his big, thick head pop inside. Ricky moaned aloud, but not in pain, so Daniel kept on the pressure. As soon as he had sunk all the way inside, he began flexing his muscles to make his cock jump inside Ricky. But he also kept watching. An experienced porn film man himself, he recognized the signs of the same exact behaviours some of his partners had exhibited when filming – the moment when the guy detached emotionally from what was happening and behaved as if on script, dutifully moaning and muttering and crying “Fuck” when he was in truth completely separated from any involvement in what he was doing. Ricky was looking exactly like that now, his words and actions coming as rote, his bodily responses learned and repeated. This was what Daniel had feared to see. But he knew he had to keep up his end of the script, so he kept plowing into Ricky, praising the tightness of his hole when in truth it felt loose even to Daniel’s massive tool. When Daniel started muttering that he was going to cum soon, Ricky dutifully speeded up the rise and fall of his hips and squeezed his ass muscles harder on Daniel’s cock. This part Daniel was enjoying, as he had always let himself go and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of breeding an ass. This was likely the reason why even the tetchiest critics always found his cumshot scenes so compelling. Even when he was breeding, his massive cock out of sight, hidden deep inside his partner’s fuck tunnel, the physical intensity and power of his own reactions went far beyond any kind of learned behaviour. And so it was now. Ricky’s ass was definitely talented, and he was doing a first-rate job of pulling Daniel’s load up and out. And Daniel was enjoying it, every moment, every second of the rise to the peak and subsequent explosion. And then it happened. With a muted bellow, Daniel slammed down hard into Ricky’s ass, following up with a series of short, sharp extra thrusts to force his cum up and out and into Ricky’s body. At last his energy ebbed away, and he lifted up, then slowly slid out of Ricky’s ass. As he went, though, he was still watching Ricky intently and could see that he hadn’t yet emerged from that detached state. This convinced Daniel that he was on the right track, that his guess was accurate. He laid down again, pulling Ricky close to him and resuming kissing. Ricky came back, then, enjoying something that he got to experience all too rarely – the feeling of actual human closeness and intimacy, over and above the mere physical connection of sex. After a few minutes, Daniel drew back and spoke to him. “How was that, Ricky?” “How do you mean?” “Well, you’ve been chasing after me with great determination for over a year, ever since I moved in here. Did I live up to your expectations?” He said that with a chuckle, but he noted the flash of distress in Ricky’s face. He’d heard from others that Ricky hated to hurt anyone’s feelings and guessed that this was the cause of his current state of discomfort. But then, Ricky surprised and pleased him by not taking the easy way out. “Well, honestly….” “Please.” “No, it didn’t. But it wasn’t your fault, you were great, it was more… I don’t know, I guess I just expect too damn much.” Daniel snuggled him a bit closer and stroked his head gently. “Is that it, then, Ricky? Tell me, have your experiences always failed to live up to your expectations?” “Oh, no. It always used to be so fantastic. So exciting and involving and – you know, when a guy made me cum, fucked the cum out of me, I would feel that nothing could ever get any better.” Daniel frowned a bit. Again, his guess had been confirmed. “Ricky, when was the last time you really felt that way? Like really, seriously, felt that way?” “I can’t even remember. It’s been so long. Years, I guess.” He screwed up his face in thought, then turned and looked right at Daniel. “I’m going to tell you something now, it’s pretty bad but it’s the truth. When things skidded out of control at Stewart’s place last week, I went along, let it happen because I thought that then maybe I’d get that rush, that incredible feeling back again – all those gorgeous muscle studs fucking me and filling me up, creaming my ass. But I didn’t. All I got was a drug-induced hangover and a very sore hole.” Daniel took a deep breath and figured out carefully exactly how to say the next thing. “Ricky, if sex isn’t doing anything for you any more, do you think a doctor might be able to help?” “I don’t know… this doesn’t seem like a medical problem, not like getting a bad case of limp dick or anything.” “Ricky, it’s all health and it’s all medical. Physical, mental, emotional, they all work as a team to make life better, or else they fight against each other and make life hell. But it’s all a doctor’s business. Just from what you’ve said tonight, it sounds like getting to a doctor might turn out to be the biggest favour you’ve ever done yourself.” “I guess you’re right, I’d sort of already thought that myself. But there’s the cost….” “We can cover that angle. I can call in a favour from the doctor who handled all our medical issues at Hawaiian Nine. Your situation will certainly be right up his alley. Let me know when I can make you an appointment with him.” Suddenly, Ricky made up his mind. “Right now. This thing – it’s ripping me apart. I’ve got to get on top of this dead feeling before it breaks me down all the way.” He grabbed his phone and checked his calendar. “This week and the next two weeks, I’m doing all early arrivals at the store’s office so I’m through work each weekday at 3:00 PM. If you go ahead and set an appointment and then let me know when… Daniel, I’m so grateful to you for suggesting it.” Daniel gave Ricky another heartfelt hug and kiss. The truth was, he had actually come to like this younger man with his unique style of approaching life, by turns brash, reflective, reckless, thoughtful, sarcastic, and considerate. It was the complexity of his personality that made him so unusual, and appealing. And Daniel really wanted to help him get a grip on his life issues, because be knew already that there was so much more to Ricky than just a cute butt with a hot, wet hole. At last, he got up and dressed, while Ricky pulled on his briefs and watched. Just as Daniel finished buttoning down his shirt, Ricky sighed. “Damn, I had no idea that just watching a man get dressed could be so incredibly sexy.” Daniel chuckled. “Don’t push your luck, Ricky. I’ve got to save something to bring home for Laszlo or my name is mud!” Ricky laughed at that. “If he gets mad, tell him it’s all my fault and I’m sorry.” They hugged and kissed goodbye, and Daniel swung out the door – just as Terry came along the hall. He goggled at the sight of the famous ex-porn-star but exchanged civil hellos with him. Once he was inside, he immediately had to ask. “Ricky, how the fuck did you ever get him into bed with you?” Ricky laughed. “I acted lost and helpless. Tried and true method.” Terry snorted in derision. But even as Ricky laughed at him, he was realizing that it was simple truth. Contrary to what almost anyone else except his closest friends would expect or know, there was a caring heart hidden inside all that muscle and business-first attitude of the former Hawaiian Nine.

Ty to everybody. Well I started to be sexually active at 14...I was super horny but also very shy. When I turned 18, I contacted my Master for the first time, knowing he was on my city and knowing he's well known, asking to be turned into a complete whore. The last 3 years have been more about progressive training, submissive behavior, fisting, chastity, sexual starvation to drive my desire higher and progressively BB loads. I turned officially into a cumdump last october.

Thanksgiving night at 7 pm. Guy I suck every couple weeks came over while girlfriend was in California. We had it planned. He loves to fuck and I needed to be deflowered. He likes me to kneel in the middle of the room while he uses my mouth, trying his best to make me gag (I have no gag instinct so he fails), thrusting hard as he can while grabbing me by the hair. I'm not submissive, but I love it when he does this. So we started off with me sucking him for 15 minutes. Then I got on my back in the middle of the room. He put a pillow under my ass, rimmed and fingerfucked me, then lubed his cock and worked it in witrh my legs up in the air. I'm a talker, moaner, and screamer and so I talked and moaned and screamed. I NEEDED him to cum in me and begged him to, but he pulled out and squated over my face covering it and filling my mouth. Since I love facials and slurping cum, I couldn't complain. Here's a pic of his cock.

Revenge is a dick best served poz.

First I always make it abundantly clear that I only fuck bareback and that I intend to cum in his ass. Almost all men I fuck gratefully take my seed however if I sense the bottom may change his mind when I’m fucking him I will put him on his belly and mount him. That way my weight keeps my cock firmly wedged in his ass. If he does or says anything to indicate he might ask me to withdraw then I will immediately shoot my load in him. You don’t get me horny and allow me to shove my bare cock deep in your ass only to refuse my load. You will be seeded. Never had any kick back from men I’ve seeded like that - they realise they were taking a chance.

Wrestle Coach Corrupts #2 The young blonde twins are cousins of the four brothers who play professionally local Rugby League team. The second eldest brother, Scott, had MSG Coach to ask about wrestle training for him & 3 bros. Coach, Captain, & I seduce the young surfy Twink twins, then suggest that the Twins invite their muscle stud rugby cousins round to coach's room. Coach has a grassed outdoor roof deck where we can set up massive wrestle mat next to the hot tub. Coach heard heard from his mate the Rugby Coach & sub-coach that they had caught four stud brothers in showers closely soaping each other's bodies, & exploring each other & stroking each other's 9.5" thick u/c English cocks with big pink mushroom heads. We all agree to the coach's game plan. Next day we bring blonde twink surfie twins to Coach's room & offer them some beers seeing they are kicking back & it's just us men. Little do they know that all our beers laced with strong g. Before it hits, Coach suggests we all jump in hot tub to relax & soak our bodies after the days training. The young twins are a bit hesitant & one says "...we didn't bring our speedos Coach." Captain says it's cool guys, it's just the boys from the team & Coach so why we skinny dip naked in hot tub. We are all men after all. The Twins grin & break out into a full smile they are excited by the idea of being naked with Coach & their two older team mates. Captain & I strip, blonde twins are shy but slowly strip. Coach notices their beautiful cocks are hardening, getting turned on by the manly sexual tension. Coach strips & follow twins into hot tub everyone admiring his ripped hard furry tanned muscled body. The twins remark on his "cool" Tatts then can't take their eyes off his huge thick still soft cock as Coach lowers himself into the hot tub. As we all relax in the warm water, the hot tub bubbles massaging our fit jock bodies the G starts to hit all of us, we four boys start to tease & play, our cocks bouncing over surface of water. Then Coach asks all of us boys if we want try the vitamin shots Coach wants whole team to have after matches, in shower room to "restore energy". Captain & I say yeah sure coach, we'll help. Twins don't want to be left out either. Coach hops out, goes into his room with a tray with rigs set up & his laptop & iPad. I notice Coach has selected his filthy chempig slammed raw orgy vid which he filmed at the last dad & son team camp. As the porn starts to play it's a new scene. This time, 6 slings & benches are set up under trees next to private beach. The beachside property is owned by one of Coach's mates, a rough Middle Eastern bi tatted furry muscle biker. The Biker Boss & club mates all get away from wives & girlfriends & get together for filthy week of bi slammed chempig raw orgies. This time though Coach struck a deal with biker boss drug lord that Coach & dad's happy to pimp boys from the wrestle team (& your own furry stud holes & cocks) if bikers supply the t g coke speed. The porn starts to play & I & other boys are in slings as Coach & dad's rim our holes. Bikers slam Coach & dad's with pure 2.0. Then they slam boys & I from team. As we are flying Coach & dad's start taking turns tag teaming us boys. Coach notices while he working my raw hole with his thick hard 9" cut cock that bikers are blasting each other. They all strip out of jeans & leather chaps. All massively built, tatted, furry. A german & black guy bikers approach & as Coach fucks me they alternate fucking coach's stud hole with their 10" cocks & feeding u & I their balls&cocks. The leb biker boss comes over & racks a few lines up on a mirror, feeding Coach, then the 6.5' massive built ripped 10" black bi furry dad who's slamming Coach's ass forcing his cock deeper into my tight jock boy hole . Then feeds filthy german who we are sucking, enjoying his PA, then feeds me a line, then Coach again, then himself. Leb Biker boss says he likes look of Coach's mouth & hole, Coach can take huge cock well & worship it. How about coach, leb biker boss & his two younger brothers man-at-arms all blast & oil up on wrestle mat in sun & the three hung chempig biker bros do a show with coach for his boys & their dad's. A blasted chempig incest raw tag team on coach's holes, show coach how much everyone enjoys the filthy weeklong chempig orgy coach organizes each quater. Coach & I are dragged off & boss & his two stud bros start exploring him & each other with oil. As they all wrestle cocks are in mouths & tongues tease & tongue fuck meaty furry muscle man cunt. The bros hold Coach down while boss double blasts him in each arm with pure 1.5 t. Then as Coach goes into crazed cock lust bros & boss blast same way. Then they force Coach on his back & younger bros slam fuck u with their 10' leb cocks while biker boss lowers his furry man cunt onto your face so you tongue worship. They tag team Coach. Then the boss lies on back on mat, Coach mounts his cock & one bros feeds hole to boss while other bros gently slides his 10" in Coach's hole nestled next to boss' cock. They tag double fuck raw leb orgy for hours as I & boys from team fuck with each other & dad's, doing shows for Coach & your leb incest biker bros orgy. Meanwhile I'm the hot tub- you've blasted 2 teen blonde twins, Captain, I & himself. The twins can't believe how amazing they feel & how horny they are. The softly whisper they want all of us to teach them... Teach them to please each other & Coach & Team mate... Teach them everything about man sex. I start to teach twins how to kiss men, while Captain sucks our cocks, i slide my tongue in their mouths & they respond immediately, their hard cocks are rubbing & bumping against our holes. The twins yell how awesome they feel, so insanely horned up, they always liked spending time with coach, capt, boys from team. & sort of fantasied about what it would be like to be gently seduced & taught how to enjoy & explore & please other boys & men. We are sucking their hard young u/c cocks while Captain oils ours. One of the twins looks Coach in the eye & confesses that being blasted while watching coach's & their team mate's filthy dad/ biker outdoor chempig orgy was most incredible filthy thing he's seen. His twin says they know the camp ground, their cousins the professional rugby players go camping there. & the leb bikers were at multiple pool parties their cousins hosted. Their mum would take them home but their Dad would stay & hang with his nephews & bikers & guys from the Rugby team. Twins wonder if cousins get involved with bikers, rugby team, & their Dad & slam & fuck raw in big muscle pool orgy after all women leave? The twins oiled cock heads are twitching against our hungry holes. Coach asks if they ever fucked a guy before? Have they slide their huge boy stud cocks up another mans ass & filled his hole ? No coach- we are virgins. We want u & capt to teach us, we want to make you feel as amazing as you make us feel right now. We want to fuck you. Coach order the twins to slide their hard oiled 9.5 u/c cocks slowly up Coach's & Captain's hole. They feel incredible after the awesome blast, the men are cock hungry. As twins bury their cocks up Coach's & Captain's man cunts they lean forward & tongue each other's mouths. Then Coach suggests that next weekend they bring their cousins the four Rugby players to his place for end of season party. Coach & I organise the leb bikers chapter & the other boys from team @ their Dad's to attend. Wrestle Coach Corrupts #3 There are 40 of us & we all get picked up at a Harbourside wharf by Leb Biker Boss' massive motor cruiser & cruise the Harbour all night. Not everyone realises that drinks are spiked. With the lines of coke being sucked up the atmosphere above & below decks becomes sexually intense. The twink twins bring their four rugby cousins over to introduce Coach, Captain & I. The eldest Laurie (30), Scot (28) and the two younger brothers, blonde identical twin Tony & Geoff (24). They are high, feeling horny, & are saying how much they appreciate Coach looking out for their young twin cousins. We are all getting horny rubbing against each other as boat bobs around. The four football brothers have massive rock hard bulging bodies from training & playing professionally & feel great as the boat rocks & we bounce against each other. By the evidence of the bulge in their board shorts they must be as hung as their young twin cousins. Leb biker boss & his 2 bros invite us all to his private cabin- a massive state room. The cruise capt, a hot furry silver fox Italian & the hot young South American crew are assembled. Leb biker boss explains that he had never thought to bring coach's wrestle team & the rugby team together but glad coach had thought of it. So as a reward we were all his personal guests & that we were to enjoy the best party favours & the other stud guests & crew. The cruiser is moored in a secluded & harbour cove that has a private beach. Coach notices that Rugby player Scot & his twin bros Tony & Geoff start to explore & undress us while we slide their shirts over their huge shoulders. The blonde twins & Captain are stripping & being stripped by silver fox Cruise Captain & his hot Brazilian boy crew. As everyone is naked & and starting to suck cock, rim muscled ass, tongue mouths the Biker boss & his brothers come round & start to blast Coach & I and four Rugby bros. We all collapse on bed coughing 6 or 7 times as the rush consume us. Cocks rock hard- biker boss just slammed us with personal freshly cooked pure t- 2.0 for everyone. Coach & I find that we service the four rugby stud bros. They tag team our mouths & man cunts with their 9.5 thick u/c pink cocks. As older rugby bros, Laurie, slam fucks Coach, Scot slam fucks me, their blonde twin bros slide their raw cocks up their brothers furry cunts. Then their twin Twink cousins appear next to us with their stud furry fireman Dad. Scot suggests that blonde Twink cousins double fuck their Dad while Scot & his bros double fuck Coach & I. Coach mounts Scots hard dripping u/c cock, I mount his older Bro Laurie's equally sized cock, then twins slide up us, rubbing their raw cocks against their bros. The onboard slammed raw chempig orgy continues to Dawn only to be interrupted by water police. A hot furry stud Sarg & 5 young new recruits. Biker boss invites them on board while the orgy continues below deck. Sarg clearly knows biker boss & announces all in order. One of cabin boys offers young cops a juice. They all linger Perving on hot sailor. Sarg winks to boss & whispers been craving to seduce these boys with u mate. The two dark hair boys are my sons & others are their mates in cops AFL Team. What do u think? When g kicks in we get a few of your Brazilian cabin boys up here with speedos & help them out of their uniforms. & as they are being sucked or sucking each other u & I slam my boys. Then u & I & your biker mates can take their cherry holes & teach them how boys should pleasure older muscled dom men? Boss says I can go one better. Let's slam them bring them down to my state cabin throw them in slings & let their cop cunts be used by Coach Phil & his wrestle team. We've also got the four professional Rugby brothers down there too. My two bros & biker mates muscle & silver fox Italian capt & his muscle whore Latin cabin boys. We've all been enjoying each other in a filthy slammed raw taboo orgy since last night. Sarg says fuck that wrestle coach is a filthy bastard. On his way back from his Dad & son camp each year he gets me & other bi closet highway patrol guys to pull bus over, arrest everyone. As we are throwing everyone in cell he bargains with me & 4 patrol guys that he & his team & dad's will do anything we ask want, or need if we let them go. I say there is a lot us cops will need from a hot sexy bunch of prisoner studs. I say they should all strip for us. As they do all boys & dad' get hard as do us cops. Coach says we shouldn't look in pocket in his bag. We do & find a stack of rigs prepared with meth. I ask Johno & Smithy if they remember when we busted the all male stripper crew & how they offered to get us partied up & let us use every hole until we fed multiple loads up their holes? Sure Sarg, they taught us how to slam. Good- let's slam this lot & enjoy ourselves for next day or two. We don't need to charge them for a couple of days while we investigate. You don't mind coach do u? Slam u & your boy wrestle sluts & their dad's & you show us what you teach these boys up at this camp? The cops come in & boys start to strip them. Sarg & cops blast coach & dad's first, then boys from teams who feast on Dad's & coach's cocks & holes then they blast themselves. As cops slide on floor of cell Dad's coach & boys join them sucking bi cop cock, riming muscled furry bi man holes, feeding hard dripping cocks into cock starved cop mouths. Cops order coach & dad's all fours, slide their rock hard massive cocks up holes then order boys to work their stud cops holes tag teaming cops while they rape coach & dad's hole raw. Aftert two days of investigating a coach who organizes taboo perverse Dad/ son raw chemfuelled drug pig orgies where innocent boys from the wrestle team are blasted with meth then used as chemed whores by Coach, Dad's, older bros & uncles in raw incest orgy all week, even pimped out to local biker drug lords. After 2 days in cells we we were exhausted & went back to Coach's place to relax & soak in his hot tub.

My older brother dealt drugs when we were teenagers and he made me smoke pot with him a couple times but I didn’t like it. After I came out when I was 16 in 1979, I dated guys monogamously and never did drugs. One time when I went with a friend to Austin for a lake party, someone slipped a molly into my sandwich. It freaked me out, not knowing what had happened and I didn’t like it. Anything that was speedy, even caffeine trigger my anxiety, and that sure did it. After that I specifically avoided doing anything and rarely drank. Many years later when my husband of 20 years and I visited Palm Springs for the second time, we rented a house and made plans to hang out with guys we found on apps. We had been open for about ten years and it worked for us. We didn’t hook up much with other people where we lived for discretion. We were both executives in visible positions and needed to be discreet. But when we were out of town it was easier. My husband is an ex-model, very hung and had no problem finding willing younger guys (his type) to fuck. I liked all kinds of guys and had become pretty adventurous with sex, exploring a lot of kinks over the years. I found a really sexy, tall all-American looking guy in his 40s on an app. He had a humongous dick, which was my kryptonite, seemed kinky, and kind of nasty. He was interested in hanging out and was free that night. He said he had a friend who was on his way from San Francisco and would be in town within the hours. He sent me pics of the guy. His friend was in his 30’s, shorter than his friend and also really handsome, in that swarthy Italian way. Oh, and he also had a huge cock, almost as big as his tall friend. I got the impression they liked tag teaming bottoms and I’d trained my hole to be flexible and strong, so I could take big cocks and even a fist a couple times, and still be able to get tight pretty quickly afterwards. But, it had been awhile since I’d been fucked because work was crazy busy during COVID, so I would have to really get warmed up to take either of these guys. We met at CCBC where I had rented a room. The tall guy was there in the lobby when I arrived and introduced himself as “Rob” (not his real name). We got settled into the room when the shorter Italian guy arrived, and introduced himself as “Gino” (also not his real name). Gino and I sort of hit it off right away. He made a couple trips to the four to bring in four suitcases. Rob explained that Gino was a dealer and was moving to Palm Springs and was setting up shop as soon as he moved into his rental house. Gino opened up the suitcases. While I couldn’t see everything from my chair across the room, I could see they were full of pill bottles, plastic baggies, many different colors of pills and powders, along with pipes, bongs and other stuff I couldn’t see very clearly. Gino asked me if I partied and I said I didn’t but told them I had brought a joint and didn’t mind if they did. I’d heard how addictive, dangerous and intense meth was and that never appealed to me, especially because it was speedy. In fact it scared the hell out of me. I had a really great life and I didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. However, something surprised me in that moment he asked me. I got scared about the idea and weirdly it also turned me on. I kind of laughed to myself because it seemed I’d found another kink I didn’t want to actually engage in, but fantasize about, like pozzing. They started smoking from a bong and blowing big clouds. The clouds seemed really seductive to me. Gino asked me if I wanted to try a hit. I paused for just a couple seconds, feeling my cock get raging hard. I told him no. He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me. I think he’d noticed my hesitation and curiosity. So he said, “How about this?” He took a big hit and then came over to about a foot from me and started blowing it towards my face. I wasn’t expecting it but for some reason my reflexive reaction was to breathe some in. I quickly exhaled, worried what might happen. Gino smiled a little and the two guys took some more hits. I was feeling my favorite sex pot and laid down on the bed. Gino came over next to me on the bed, took a huge hit and leaned over me, holding it and raising his eyebrows. My cock instantly got even harder, I think because of the risk and danger. I’d learned that risk and a little danger was a turn-on for me when being blindfolded at my first dungeon party a couple months ago. I just looked into his eyes and he must have taken that as a green light because he leaned down and blew the big hit into my mouth. I only breathed in a little but just the idea of someone getting me high on something dangerous without my explicit consent made almost cum. We talked for quite a while and I found that I really liked both of them, especially Gino. He was surprisingly down to earth and friendly, easy to talk to. He seemed surprisingly trustworthy for a dealer. Rob definitely did not seem trustworthy, but something about his shadiness was sexy. I’d taken another hit off the indica joint and was feeling good. We all made out for awhile, and it was hot. They paused, got up and shot up their dicks with what they called trimix. The guy with the monster dick said he had to have an extra strong formula to get his big beautiful cock hard after partying. Watching them inject their dicks was unexpectedly crazy hot. I laughed at myself, at how much I’d changed since my sort of puritan 20’s and 30’s. As they shot their dicks up, I began to feel the meth I’d inhaled. It was speedy, but nice, very euphoric and it made me even hornier. I began to want to be fucked pretty bad. After the trimix, they said they were going to slam. I didn’t know what that meant but when they started filling two syringes I figured it out. I noticed I started precumming watching them, and I think they noticed it too. As I watched and wondered what it would be like, I realized how dark my kinks had gotten. It was kind of scary, and alluring too. I could see it hit them and how much they enjoyed it, but it still scared the hell out of me. After they slammed we really started making out hardcore. Rob started playing with my hole and said, “Gino, you’ve got to check out his hole. It is magnificent.” Gino moved around to between my legs and said, “fuuuuuuck” and started eating me out. Rob gave me his dick to suck. While I was doing that, Rob leaned over to Gino and whispered something. Gino shook his head while his tongue was deep in me. I asked what they were talking about because this was a pretty risky situation. Gino took his mouth off of my hole and said, “Rob thought we should stealth booty bump you, you know, but some Tina up your hole and get you higher. I told him no, that wasn’t cool.” My reaction to hearing this was gratitude for Gino protecting me, and getting really turned on my Rob's sleazy underhandedness and desire to corrupt me. I just said, “fuuuuuck” and closed my eyes. Gino began to fuck me as I was sucking Rob’s enormous head. I couldn't’ get it in any further. My hole was amazingly loose and took Gino’s big rod pretty easily. He kept saying how much he loved my hole, and then came in me hard. I could feel it - it was a lot. He kept fucking me, like fucking the cum into my hole with a little half smile. Then Rob moved around and turned me over on my knees and fucked the living hell out of me. I couldn’t believe I could take his whole cock. Gino was kissing me and sliding fingers in beside Rob’s cock, stretching me beyond even when I had been fisted. Rob also came hard and shoved in me deeper than I’d had any cock, hand or toy, and he just held it there while he came. He started at me, watching my eyes. After a couple minutes, I could feel it. There was meth in their cum. I could feel the euphoric speed hitting me. “Oh jeezus!” I said. “You guys did stealth me after all, with your cum!” Gino said that it wasn’t much and assured me I’d be fine. With hardly a poz, Gino slid underneath me and then began to slide in, with Rob still inside. “Oh shit. Oh shit. I don’t think I can take it.” I said. Gino told me to just breathe and I’d be fine. Suprisingly, it hurt and stretched hard for a few minutes but after that I just felt amazingly full and tight and fantastic. Then both they started fucking me, moving in and out with different cadences and depth. I started to scream in complete ecstacy, and then came. They kept fucking me until they both came again. After that I was spent, and just turned over on my back. I was really spinning now, part pot, part meth, part dopamine from the sensation of being double fucked, but I felt great. We chatted for a bit and then they slammed again and took another couple hits. Gino blew another hit in my face. I definitely didn’t need it. The cum was doing the trick. But I wasn’t too high. Several concerns registered in my mind: the first was, I liked it and I was thinking about when I would do it again. The second was, how high I was still going to get, and lastly, how long would I be high? Would I need to stay overnight? Would my husband be able to tell when I got home? I texted my husband that I was having a great time, we were hanging out with some guys at CCBC and not to wait up. After I put my phone down, Gino pulled my knees up and pulled my ass to his cock, which was still hard. He slid in me and said, “What do you want?” “Are you poz?” I asked, registering this was my other dangerous fantasy. “No, but Rob is and he’s not on meds. Are you on PreP?” He asked. I realized I had forgotten my prep at home and had not taken it in two days, which wasn’t a big deal. Gino said I’d be fine. Gino shoved his beautiful, big uncut cock inside me and began fucking me slowly, all the way in and all the way out. Then he shoved it deep inside, leaned over me and said, “Clench your hole on my cock.” I couldn’’t figure out why but I did it. He held still, his big hard cock all the way inside me. I suddenly began to feel fuller, like his cock was expanding. He smiled and said, “You’ve never been piss fucked before, have you.?” “Oh fucking hell!” I replied It was the hottest thing I’d never heard about. After he finished filling me far beyond any capacity I’d previously reached, he started fucking me. He told me to stay clenched as he fucked me slowly, and I did. My daily Kegel exercises were paying off. He fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out slowly and told me to hold it in. He raised my knees and then ass up so that my hole was like a piss chalice and it would stay in. “How does that feel?” He asked with a grin. “It is blowing my mind.” I replied, ”Hold it in for five minutes.” He said, giving me a knowing look. And then it hit me, their piss had probably more meth in it than their cum. A lot more. They had slammed twice and smoked a lot. Then I started feeling the big wave of high hit me hard. It was amazing, not at all like I expected. Both of the guys were getting off on doing this to me and we all kissed together as I held it inside me. The high kept getting bigger and bigger. Gino told me to go to the bathroom and let it out. When I got back to the bed, Rob said, “My turn.” Rob’s piss fucking me was even wilder; his bigger cock, and much more piss did a lot more damage to my hole and really ratchet up my high. After I let it out, I was really spinning but feeling great. We messed around some more, made out and the double fucked me again for a bit. Then Rob jumped up and said with a big surprised grin. “Come with me. Grab a towel and follow me.”

Absolutely 'yes'. It's all about sharing.

if you've got the $$$ my husband and I just got the FuckYeah! machine. It is amazing. I may never leave the house again...just hookup my huge bad-dragon and twisted beast toys, popper up and work to outlast the machine.

oh please where is chapter 2, this is so hot

Wish i could say yes to having my face filmed while having my sub 🍑 pounded but my professional role is the complete opposite of my sexual role, not sure i could cope with the shaming backlash if i was exposed. Its hot seeing pics/vids of me, hooded, taking loads for now.

Although I don’t have any interest in my cock while I’m a cumdump, I generally think it’s unwise for a cumdump to be preoccupied with their cocks. It’s very likely that you’ll get too excited while touching it and end up finishing prematurely. For most, this will make them less insatiable and enthusiastic about being a cumdump, lowering how many loads they can and are willing to take. 😕 I recommend locking up, wearing a jockstrap, or simply refraining from touching your cock at all. Be as hungry of a cumdump as you can be. That being said, I’m usually okay if Top wants to touch my “cock” if that’s what they’re into, but I completely distract myself from that and focus solely on my duty as a cumdump.

I’ve never heard of a party that needed to find another bottom. Never.

Ditto those who would not segregate HIV from other forms of disease that we don't question the cost of treating. Personally, i think healthcare should not be a for profit venture. Beef up the NIH and research that result in new treatments can then be produced at cost, not for a profit. HIV PREVENTION DRUG: BILLIONS IN CORPORATE PROFITS AFTER MILLIONS IN TAXPAYER INVESTMENTS HEARING BEFORE THE COMMITTEE ON OVERSIGHT AND REFORM HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES ONE HUNDRED SIXTEENTH CONGRESS "...this treatment was developed as a result of investments made by the American taxpayers through the National Institutes of Health and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. The problem is that Gilead, the company that now sells this drug, charges astronomical prices. When Truvada was first approved in 2004, Gilead charged about $800 per month, again, for this life- saving drug. Since then, Gilead raised the price of this drug over and over and over and over and over again. It now charges about $2,000 for just one month or about $70 per pill. Think about that, lifesaving drug. In the same period, Gilead has made massive windfalls on this treatment, more than $36 billion in revenues. Let me say that one more time. They made more than $36 billion on this drug alone. How can Gilead do this? How can our system allow a company to take a drug treatment that was developed with taxpayer funds and abuse this monopoly to charge such astronomical prices? This life- saving treatment would not exist but for the research funded by the CDC and NIH. So how can our system let a company charge prices that are so outrageous, making $36 billion while there are literally hundreds of thousands of people who need this drug? " [think before following links] [think before following links] https://docs.house.gov/meetings/GO/GO00/20190516/109486/HHRG-116-GO00-Transcript-20190516.pdf {mosads}Truvada costs approximately $6 per month to make, but Gilead Sciences charges up to $2,000 per month to consumers. Unlike HIV treatment drugs, HIV prevention drugs are not covered by the Ryan White Care Act, so there are significant barriers that prevent vulnerable communities from taking the drug.

HELL YEAH! The lucky bottom should ALWAYS thank the gracious top for choosing him to share his delicious cum load with. To be ungrateful for that is totally disrespectful.

Check out the international jock site on their jockstrap page. They have a bunch of different brands. If you're going to be in a dark room i would pick a brighter color jockstrap so everyone can easily see your ass is open and ready. White or yellow or orange. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.internationaljock.com/underwear/jockstraps.html

My listening is very selective, and some of the things you say here seem to click right into its priorities.

You mean those who actually understand and represent their constituents by trying to make their lives better? There's one I can definitely name (clue: Dem, NY-14). Refused to take the 100k offered by AIPAC. Also campaigned within Congress for the raising of the minimum wage to $15ph. No love lost between her and the Establishment Democrats - and I believe she was the first to call Trump "Mentally Unstable".

Pt2 I put my tongue out and let it gently touch the drop of pre-cum, drawing it into my mouth. Mmmm that sweet taste, after which there is no going back… I opened my mouth and put it all the way around Mike’s cock, with my face right up into his red-haired crotch. He smelled both manly and clean, a faint smell of soap. Even still not fully hard, he was touching the back of my throat. As I started sucking his cock, drawing my lips and tongue back and forth along the length of it, I felt him quickly getting bigger and harder. My jaw had to open wider as his cock got surprisingly much fatter. He made no sound but put his hand firmly on my shoulder, which I took as a signal to continue. After a few minutes, he put his hands on either side of my head and held it still, so he could begin to fuck my face. He pumped his cock in and out steadily and calmly—but each inward thrust pushed firmly, kind of sternly, against my throat… and I started to get the message that he was going to persist until it opened for him all the way. After one of these thrusts, as I was trying to relax my throat to take the hard head of Mike’s cock into my neck, I heard a twig snap underfoot on the ground nearby and remembered the boy. He was still nearby, apparently, or maybe walking away. Sensing my moment of distraction, Mike’s next push was stronger and he kept pushing, not pulling back. My throat muscles almost reflexively opened and he was in— I felt his hard mushroom head pop through, followed by a terrifying length of hard, merciless dick. Luckily, I had prepared the angle of my neck for it, so although it felt like a shocking intrusion into a vulnerable part of my body, at least I took it in without too much pain. As I knew he would, he held my head firmly with his cock far down my throat… forcing me to get used to it. I had to shut my eyes, telling myself to just relax (as if that was possible) and wait. Eventually, he decided that he’d blocked my breathing for long enough and slowly withdrew… I coughed up a handful of saliva, but he was already putting his cock back into my mouth. He now settled into a pattern of fucking my mouth while regularly pushing it through into my neck, more and more often, and keeping it down there for longer. I could feel my face turning red and a waterfall of saliva running down my chin onto my naked chest, trickling down to my cock and dripping off my balls onto the ground. A thought passed through my mind, slightly amused that only a short while before, I had felt embarrassed about being caught naked—my shame had now progressed to a new level. After an eternity in which I just had to let go of control and any sense of time, while Mike had his way with my mouth and my throat, just taking what he wanted, he eventually pulled out. I was thinking about how sore my throat would be tomorrow for a moment, but Mike just said, “Up”. I got to my feet a bit slowly, my knees sore and stiff from so long kneeling on the grass. Mike’s cock was huge and rock hard, rooted in his beautiful ginger pubic hair, shining wet and dripping with all the water he had pumped from my mouth and throat. It was long and really fat towards the base, tapering a bit towards the end, then topped off with a big mushroom. A porn star’s cock. Without any more words, he firmly took my arm and turned me around, pushing me toward the wall of the house, with my back to him. He took each of my hands and placed them on the wall, then let go. I stood there, feeling exposed, naked mentally as well as physically now, looking at the wall. I was feeling I should brace myself but more just resigned to what must be coming next. To be fair, although I was starting to see Mike in a new light, as he revealed himself as a very in-charge top, what came next was tough but not unkind. He put his strong rough hands on my hips from behind, holding me firmly. Then I felt the tip of his wet cock touch my ass hole, and he just went in, not roughly or painfully, it was in control and firm, and I knew there was no option. Somehow, my body responded to his by just letting it happen— my hole opened for him like a flower bud, and he slid smoothly all the way in. I pushed out a bit to open myself further as he passed my second sphincter. A rush of pleasure, or something beyond pleasure, rippled upwards through my abdomen and chest, manifesting outwardly as goosebumps on my skin as Mike rested his great weapon deeply inside me. I was lost in this sensation and Mike was totally in control.

mmmm thats a nice hole to fuck

Never.. Love the feeling of my hole dripping. I do have a top that if I'm dripping he wants me to come over to look and play with his fingers my dripping hole then start licking and sucking my hole. He doesn't fuck he just likes to rim a dripping hole for a long time..

I like to keep the load in me but sometimes after I have been pounded hard my pussy can’t hold his load and I end up felching it out. I am sure if you polled most bottoms think of a man’s semen as a gift. They want to keep it. I wouldn’t take offense but your bottom could have been more respectful and not let you know he feltched.

I've been taking piss in my ass since I was a teenager. In my teens to late 20's I especially loved anon tops pissing inside me during a long pnp session. Moreso if it's something they surprised me. If they started fucking me again after filling me with their hot golden fluid I would be in heaven because it turned me on that a daddy couldn't stop fucking my filthy hole.

Thank you for all the positive feedback. Hope you continue to enjoy the story. Chapter 2 I walked the short distance to his apartment. It was just your average 3 story apartment building. I climbed the stairs to the second level and entered the door that was left open a crack. There on his knees looking up at me was the angelic face on that sweet twink. He was completely naked as instructed. I walked up to him slowly and bent over. Took his chin in my hand and kissed him hard! My day old beard rubbing against his alabaster skin. I pulled away from his now plump lips. The haze in his eyes told me he was already hooked. “Your going to be a good boy for daddy and do as I say?” ”Yes daddy!” He said in an unexpectedly deep voice that made my dick jump. “Good boy! Open your mouth so daddy can throat fuck you!” Good ginger did as he was told as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard dick. I put the head in his mouth as we made eye contact. “I will be easy at first boy, but you will be face fucked. If you use teeth I will slap you!” Ginner nodded in understanding. I started slow and shallow. His warm mouth getting me fully hard. My toxic precum leaking into his mouth. After a few minutes I started to go deeper and faster. He was a good cock sucker and knew how to keep his teeth shielded. As I started to throat fuck him balls deep my sweet ginner started to make those perfect gagging sounds. His face turning red. Spit starting to run down his chin. I was precumming so much charged cum down his throat. After about 20 mins of face fucking his twink throat I was ready for that raw neg hole. I pulled my dick from his throat, picked him up with out a word, and dropped him over the back of the near by sofa with his ass in the air. The perfect height to drill him in. I slapped and squeezed his bubble butt a few times. “Such a hot bubble butt boy!” ”Thank you daddy!” I got on my knees and started to kiss his hole and taint. Short light red hair dusted his crack. As I started to eat his hole a deep moan broke the from his throat. I continued to eat that hot tight hole. I could tell it had very little use. I spit on his hole then sucked on two of my fingers. I worked those fingers into his tight hole. I could tell it was near virgin. My poz dick jumped at knowing that meant he would tear. I made sure to search the insides of hos neg hole as I fingered and stretched him. His deep moans and whimpers were the only noise in the house. “You ready to take daddy’s dick boy?” ”Yes, sir! My hole is craving it! You are neg right daddy?” “Good boy, yes daddy is clean. I will fuck you gentle at first. Then harder. Once we start I won’t stop till I nut in you. You agreeing to that boy?” “Yes daddy!” As the words left his mouth I pushed the head of my dripping poz dick into his tight pink hole. Causing him to gasp for breath. I let it sit there for a minute. My poison precum drip into his hole. Then slowly started to inch all 8 fat inches of my dick into his raw neg twink hole. In 5 mins I was in him and he had stretch just enough to accommodate my massive toll. It was time. I hit high gear and started to pound his raw neg non prep hole. He tried to run from me but I put my hand in his back and pushed him back into the arch over the sofa. He was crying, moaning, and begging for more and to be gentler in a garble of words. I knew his neg twink hole was tearing with each strong thrust. His tight hole was starting to give. I knew there would be plenty of points for my highly toxic cum to seep in. As I continued my onslaught his moans came loader and his crying stopped. He started begging over and over for me to keep fucking him. I loved when they embraced their inner pig. I knew this fuck would show this boy he was meant to be a cum dump. I had been plowing his hole for about 15 mins when I felt my balls tighten. I knew it was going to be a big load as I had not cum in 3 days. “You ready for daddy’s load in your ass?” ”Please pull out daddy! I have never been came in before” ”No you agreed before we started. Tell me you want my babies in you now boy!” “Yes, daddy, please impregnate me!” I grunted as I felt my first big shot of charged cum flood his freshly fuck and torn hole. Stupid twink had no clue what I was knocking him up with. Five more shots of seed were planted in his ass balls deep. I pulled out form his hole and saw blood on my softening dick. I pulled up my pants and slapped him on the ass. “Good boy, if your lucky I will cum load you again.” I didn’t give him time to respond. I walked out of the apartment and went straight to my hotel a few blocks away. I went to my room and stripped and took a shower. I jerked a second load out in the shower as I replayed the scene in my head. I came so hard knowing that I just changed that neg sluts life forever. My phone had several notifications on it Grindr, but I ignored them. I sat at the desk and started to do my work. It was so much easier to concentrate with a full belly and empty balls. All thanks to the stupid Grindr twink. Stay tuned for Part 3.

Part 4 I didn’t get good sleep. I woke up sometime later in the night. I was face down on the couch with my knees on the floor. I was groggy and my ass was still sore, thanks to the bathroom guy. Ah shit speaking of which, I was still filled with his piss and cum. “Look who’s awake. Have a fun time out?” Vince was on the couch next to me, he had a hand on my back rubbing me. “It was fine. I think I had too much to drink.” Vince got up and started playing with my ass. Sticking his fingers in me. “I’ll bet you did. A little birdie told me you had some interesting fun at the urinals.” He was slowly finger fucking me. I was too tired to resist and I was still a bit intoxicated from earlier. “You know about that? Did you tell that guy about me?” He pulled his fingers out and sucked on them, then shoved them back in. “I tell all my friends about the boys I fuck. Gotta admit, I was shocked when Harold told me about what all you did. No one hooks up with Harold. He’s definitely an acquired taste and a bit touched in the head. I didn’t know you were so turned on by his type. Shame on you Mark. You let him breed you before me? That’s not fair.” Vince pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He slid two thirds of the length in me and started pumping his meat in my ass. “Mmm… that guy wasn’t my type. He forced himself on me.” “He said you grabbed his dick at the urinals and forced it in your ass. I heard you moaned and begged for his cum. He said you also insisted on licking his feet. Dirty boy. You must be a secret kink whore when I’m not around. You didn’t have to force him though. You’re exactly his type.” He was picking up the pace. His fucking was more intense as he was getting into it. What the hell was that Harold guy saying about me? That’s not what happened! He crawled all over me! Oh god Vince’s cock was feeling really good. But it was still worn out from earlier. “Vince, my ass has already been fucked today, can you.. oh… can you please give me a break?” Vince was fucking me faster. His breathing was heavy. “Oof! Once I shoot this load off I’ll let you rest. Oh yeah! You need to take me cum. You owe me.” “Uh, no Vince, you can’t cum in me.” “Just a moment. I’ll pull out in a moment.” His cock was drilling deep. I don’t think all of it was inside me but it felt like most of it was. It was driving me crazy and it was feeling good. I gritted my teeth and endured his assault, waiting for him to take it out of me. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck mark!” Vince’s thrusting was slamming into me with such force it felt like I was splitting in two and I couldn’t think straight. My poor guts were being terrorized by his fleshy broom handle. *slam slam slam slam “AAAAGH!!!” Vince’s hips slammed forward and I felt his hips smack up against my ass. ‘Oh fuck he’s fully inside me!’ My insides felts like they were on the brink of being ruptured. In that moments I could feel every thing. The pulsing of his cock, the jet streams of his thick gelatinous cum blasting out and crawling it’s way up in my intestines. His balls pressing up against me were twitching too and I could feel the all the motions of his -Mmm- the cum leaving his balls, traveling down his long shaft and firing into my tenderized guts like a water jet. “Ugh.. no…” is all I could say as Vince collapsed on top of me. His cock slowly, periodically fucking it’s load deeper. “Woo, about time I filled you with my poz cum. It was only a matter of time.” “Vince, why would you do that?“ He came in me! Vince actually came in me! Oh god no, I need to get it out. I need to do something. I can’t let this stuff set in. He got up and pulled his long dick out of me. It was coated in a yellow white cum gloss. “You were nude on display. You were asking for it. Besides you let Harold fuck you. He may not be poz but it certainly takes a deep depravity to let him anywhere near you.” He slapped my ass and stood up. “Okay who wants next?” Next? Who was he talking too? Then I felt a new pair of hands on my ass. Vince was on the other side of the couch, watching. Someone else was here? I looked over my shoulder and saw some middle aged guy with a pot belly behind me as he slammed his cock in my ass. “Ow shit! Vince what’s going on?” “I brought a couple friends over for a group fuck but when we got here you were all naked and ready to go. So everyone thought it was best to make you the center of attention.” The middle aged guy was all ready getting to work on my ass. Fucking me sloppy. He was big but not freakishly big like Vince so it was actually enjoyable to a degree. “Ah, I need to leave. I…” I could barely speak. My ass felt good from the smaller dick going to town, plowing away. “Not yet boy. You’re gonna take my cum. Your ass is so used and messed up, but I’m fine with it.” The guy liked to talk while he fucked me. “Yeah, how much dick have you taken today? You’re a dirty slut and you love it.” I didn’t like the talk but I did like his technique. He was hitting all the right spots. But as much as I was liking it, I still needed to find a way to clean my self out. It’s not too late to- “AAH fuck! Yeah” The guy reached his finish line and I felt him shoot his load up in me as well. Fuck, another anonymous load in me. “Now can I go?” “Not yet. You have one more guest to take care of.” Vince pointed to a bear walking towards me. “Mr. Lopez?!” What the actual fuck?! It was my English teacher! What the fuck was he doing here?! “Hi there Mark, I knew Vince since before you started class. I always kept my distance but I guess there’s no point in that now. This should be fun. And no, I’m not excusing your paper if it comes in late.” Mr. Lopez got behind me and grabbed my legs. He flipped me over so I was facing him. He stuck his cock in my face which was nice and thick and around 6 or 7 inches. He was slapping my face with it. “You’re going to be a good student and suck your teachers cock.” I can’t believe this was happening. How has Vince managed to infiltrate so many aspects of my life? I can’t go to the bars or school without running into someone within his circle. Mr. Lopez’s cock was pointed at my mouth. The other guys were standing around me. I felt like I had no choice. I opened my mouth and let my teacher fuck my face. “That’s a good student. A for effort.” I worked my mouth on him while he slid it in and out. Vince had my phone and was filming me. “This will make a nice home video.” I continued to suck my teachers cock. It taste salty and I liked it. I was crossing so many lines today, but at this point I felt too far gone. I threw out my reservations and just enjoyed the cock in my mouth. Mr. Lopez had a bearish belly but he was decently muscular too. I never thought of him sexually before but in this situation he was kinda hot. He fucked my mouth faster and he seemed to get pretty close. “Why don’t you shoot it up his ass? Add to the collection.” The middle aged guy suggested. “Nah, he has Vince’s nasty load up there. I don’t want that in my dick. I don’t plan on catching the bug. This kid is damaged goods now so I’ll shoot my last load in his mouth this time.” This time? What did he mean by that? “Oops, looks like Mr. Lopez spoiled the surprise. Yeah Mark, we couldn’t wait for you to wake up when we got here so we all took turns fucking your ass. Some of us went twice.” Vince laughed like it was some big joke to him. How many loads were in me? I can’t keep track anymore. Fuck it, I don’t care. I put my hands on Mr. Lopez’s ass and rubbed it as I sucked him. “Ooh yeah, the kid is getting into it. It’ll be interesting keeping him after class. Oh fuck here it comes.” He fucked my mouth and hit the back of my throat as he grunted and came in me. I swallowed in sync with his jets. “Ahh nice. Yeah I’m spent now.” Mr. Lopez seemed satisfied, and with the last of them finishing off inside me perhaps I could find and opportunity to get away. “ -This made me think of you dad.- aaaand send.” Vince was doing something with my phone. “There we go Mark, just sent a video of you sucking off your teacher to your father. That will make for an interesting dinner table discussion.” He what?! Vince put my phone on the kitchen counter away from the main action. Immediately I could hear the vibration of an incoming call. There was no way I was going to answer that. What the hell would I say? ‘Sorry dad a guy from a gay party sent that as a joke?’ Oh… Well yeah, I guess I could say that. But still that’s going to make for one hell of an awkward conversation. The phone call stopped and a flurry of texts vibrated in. Oh boy. I don’t want to deal with that. “Well this was fun Vince but I’m exausted.” One of the guys said. “Yeah, the kid is too gross at this point for me to have anymore interest.” Another said. “Alright boys, thanks for stopping by. I’ll make sure Mark gets properly ruined through the night.” Vince and the others got dressed and headed out. He sent them on their way and I was once again left alone with him. Vince got down to my level and grabbed my chin. “So Mark, how’s it feel to be a used poz slut?” He looked at me with a devilish grin. He seemed proud of himself. “I need to go to the bathroom.” I moved his hand away and sorely walked to the bathroom and shut the door. My heart was beating fast and I felt a wave of anxiety over me. Oh god, why did things have to end up like this? I tried my best to evacuate everything the men put in me. The cum, the piss. There was so much of it. Nothing else in my guts contained anything else but white and yellow. This is my life now? Being a dirty kink slut? Sure, some of it I do like. Hell a lot of it was actually really hot. But I didn’t think I would downfall so far so fast. After I finally got a shower in and some heavy douching, I spent a long time in the bathroom. Not because I had anything left to do there. But because I was lost in thought. I figured I might do pep tomorrow but wouldn’t Vince just fuck the hell out of me again and again till it stuck? I didn’t know what to do. What I did want was to go to bed. I got out of the bathroom and was heading to my bedroom in the nude when Vince got my attention. “Oh Mark finally. Your boyfriend is here. He’s waiting in your room.” “Boyfriend?” I don’t have a boyfriend. What was he talking about? I walked to my bedroom door and slowly opened it. “Have fun you two. Don’t worry, I’m pretty much done with you now Mark. I’ll let you to have plenty of quality time together, he he.” In the bedroom. Laying in my bed was the creepy guy from the bar, Harold. He was naked and playing with his cock. “Mmm nice to see you again. Come here.” “Dude what are you doing here?!” He actually came to my place? Oh jeeze I can’t handle this right now. I walked over to grab his arm and guide him out but as soon as I got close he grabbed me and pulled me on the bed, and rolled on top of me. “Mmm sweet boy.” He grabbed my face and kissed me deep, shoving his tongue in my mouth. His saliva taste like cock or balls or something salty and musky. His lips were thick, sucking my face. Fuck his tongue was freakishly huge and slimy! He was reaching it all the way in my mouth. It danced around like a swirling eel. I pushed against him but he was sweaty and too heavy to moved. He broke the kiss and let me up for air. Spit stringing between our mouths. I coughed as I gasped. “I don’t know what you told Vince but this isn’t okay. You can’t just show up here.” He was shifting his weight on me. He moved up to sit on my chest. It was hard to breath. “We need to finish what we started.” Harold stood out on the bead and turned around. I saw the familiar sight of his big ass being spread open as he brought it down on me. “Dude wait!” I put my hands up like last time but it was harder to hold him back. My face went in his ass again and his sweaty moist pucker was reaching for my mouth. It was getting closer and I could feel his juices drip down on my lips. “Mmm don’t fight it. Kiss it. Let it know you love it.” My arms were getting weak fast. I couldn’t get out from under him and he was determined to plant his asshole on my mouth. I was tired and broken from the events of today. There was no escaping it. So I decided to give in. I let go of his ass and let him have his way. I figured I might as well rim him since I’ve already been sullied by so many others in so many ways. His hole pressed against mine and it felt like it was making out with me. I opened up and stuck my tongue inside him. His ass taste salty and sweaty, it was a strong taste but I managed to handle it. I swirled my tongue in him and his hole opened and closed with a strong suction as if it was trying to suck my tongue inside him. “Awww, that’s where you belong. Lick me deep. Enjoy your dinner.” I got used to the taste of his ass after a while. I was able to notice his asshole was fairly juicy and smooth. After the initial shock it turned out to not be that bad. He moved around a bit so I could breathe through my nose here and there but he kept his ass planted on my mouth, grinding down and moaning as I worked my way inside him. I must have licked his ass for long time. My jaw was tired and my tongue was worn out. I had to think of something to give my mouth a rest so I reached between his legs and jacked his cock. It was hard and covered in pre. He got the hint and got up off of me. But he got between my legs and leaned over to lick my mouth and face. He wanted to taste himself on me. He stuck his tongue back in my mouth and made out with me more. I didn’t know what to do with my hands so I put them on his shoulders. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me tighter against him. He grabbed my legs and spread them. I could tell he was going to try and fuck me again so I rolled over off the bed and went to the door and opened it. “Okay that’s it. Time to go.” I told him. He was on his back laying in bed looking at me. “Don’t you want these?” “Want what?” He wiggled his toes and I noticed the bottoms of his feet pointing at me. Big, plump, slightly dirty. I wanted him gone but as soon as I saw his feet I had a carnal urge welling up that my head I was fighting against. My cock got hard. My mouth salivated. I didn’t know why I was so transfixed on them. I looked back at the door and back at his feet, struggling with what to do. Fuck it. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between his huge stompers. They covered my whole face and were hot and sweaty with a strong smell. So many people were having their way with me that I wanted to have my way with something. And apparently this has rapid fire become a huge kink for me. I would never say this out loud but this was heaven. The large soft soles, the round toes, the taste, the smell, the subjugation, I fucking loved it. Damn it, I’m a foot sub, I can accept that. I just want to feel them, taste them, rub them on my face. I ran my tongue up and down his soles, savoring their flavor and kissing the heels. I work my way all over the area before moving up to the toes and kissed them then sucked on each one. I tried to shove his foot in my mouth as deep as I could. His other foot caressed my face while I worked it in. I could feel my cock licking pre as I was getting lost in the moment of the foot worship. It was the most erotic thing I’ve ever done. At least to me it was. I was rock hard and throbbing but I still held the feet to my face pressing them in. I felt like I was smothering myself in them. I could feel myself building up. As I licked and rubbed all over them, I was turned on to level I never had been before. Just when I felt like it couldn’t get anymore hot. My cock shot it’s wad hard. I came hands free for the first time and it was all because of the huge erotic feet in my face. I came up from them and looked at them. They were clean and glistening from my slobber all over them. The guy they belong to looked pleased with my work. I was a little lightheaded. I must have really gone into it hard. I looked at my clock. I was at it for 45 minutes? Wow that’s longer then I thought. Harold sat up and his cock was pointing straight at me. I guess he wanted me to suck it. I might as well. It wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve done with him. I opened my mouth and he shoved it in. It had a strong flavor but his ass and feet were stronger so this wasn’t so bad. I worked my mouth up and down on his shaft for a moment but Harold put his hands on the back of my head and pressed me into him. “Time to drink my piss.” He’s going to piss in my mouth?! As soon as he said that his cock erupted a hot flow of tangy piss in my mouth. I wasn’t ready for it and it burst out from my lips and rand down my chin a little. I didn’t want him pissing all over my room so I clamped my lips around his shaft and gulped down as fast as I could. It was my first time drinking piss from a guy, and I was struggling to swallow it all. My stomach was getting full and I needed air. His stream slowed and I was finally getting to the end of it. I sucked out the last few drops and pulled away to catch my breath. “Fuck I can’t believe I did that.” “I knew you’d love my piss. You’ll love everything I have to give you. Get on the bed and spread you ass for me. I wanna fuck.” He grabbed me and pulled me on the bed. I was on my back and Harold spread my legs and got between them. His cock was pointed at my ass and he was getting ready to shove it in. The large cock head pressed against my hole and his arms held my legs apart. “Not this again. Haven’t you had enough?” He jammed it in me and started fucking me like how he did in the bar. Rough and ravenous. It wasn’t the best form but the girth of his cock still stretched my ass wide and I was struggling to manage it even though I had been used by so many guys tonight as is. He was thicker then the rest. He let his body down and fucked me missionary. Wrapping his arms around my torso and shoving his huge tongue in my mouth as he fucked me. He was so big, my body felt like it was disappearing under him. Then I heard the door open. Vince came in the room. He was hard again and was doing something I couldn’t see. “Aw what a lovely couple. Don’t mind me love birds I was just bringing in some things.” Harold looked over to him, his thrusting in my ass never stopped. “Shove that cock in my ass. I want to shit your cum out in this boys mouth.” “No thanks Harold. I may have no standards. But even I wouldn’t go anywhere near your ass.” “He loved eating it earlier. Slurped me all up like a good boy.” “Ew really? Wow I really misjudged you Mark. You’re a braver man then I.” I couldn’t speak to defend myself. Harold’s fucking was so hard that I couldn’t form words. The two of them were having a casual conversation while I was getting jackhammered by Harold’s short fat cock. At some point Harold convinced Vince to let him suck his cock. He was sucking Vince while he fucked me. Vince got on the bed and his balls were slapping me in the face while he fucked Harold’s mouth. This was a threesome I never thought I would be a part of. But admittedly Harold’s fucking was feeling pretty good once my ass was used to his girthy cock. I tried to make the most out of the situation and I opened my mouth to suck on his balls. I got one of his massive plumb balls in my mouth and was gently sucking it. That did it for him. I felt his balls tremble in my mouth as Vince let out a grunt. He shot what I am sure was a huge load of thick cum in Harold’s mouth. He finished up and got up off the bed. His cock dribbling post cum on my forehead. Harold looked at me with his lips closed and his cheeks puffed. He hadn’t swallowed the cum and his mouth was full. He brought his face down on me again and pressed his thick juicy lips against mine and spat Vince’s cum in my mouth. He used his big tongue to push it all to the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow it all. Vince stood in the corner of the room watching Harold on top of me drilling away. Casually playing with his cock. He had my phone in his hand filming us. “Oh yeah. Here it comes. Im gonna shoot my sperm in you!” “Woo, shoot it Harold. Seed that slut.” Vince cheered. Harold kept holding me tight as his face contorted, working up to his orgasm. I didn’t bother with stopping him. His cock felt good and I figured I was already damaged goods so what was one more load? “Aargh!! Ahh!” Harold slammed into me and unloaded his balls. I felt him pulse several times. My sore tenderized ass could feel every spurt inject into me. He awkwardly looked me in the eye with every burst of cum. He wanted to see the look on my face as he emptied himself in my ass. When he was done he laid on top of me, his cock slipped out and I could feel his cum licking out of me. We laid there for a while covered in sweat and sex fluids. Despite it being Harold, the molesting creep from the bathroom, I managed to enjoy it. “Everything look in order Harold?” “Yeah that’s all of it. Thanks.“ I looked over and I saw two large suitcases in my room. What were those for? When did they get here? Harold got up and unzipped one of them. He pulled out some clothes and was arranging them in my dresser. “What are you doing?“ “Oh did I forget to mention Mark? Harold here is so smitten with you that I decided to let him move in with us. He will be sleeping with you in your room naturally.“ I got out of bed but I was too sore to stand up. I was on my hands and knees. “What? He can’t sleep in my room.“ Harold walked over to me and stepped on me. Pinning me to the ground. He moved his foot up to my face and was rubbing me with it. An erotic wave of carnal desire for his big beautiful foot washed over me again and I immediately got hard. “Be honest boy. Do you love my feet?” I didn’t want to answer but the horny side of my brain took over. “Yes.“ “Do you want to taste these feet every day?“ “Yes.“ “Then I will be staying here with you from now on. Hey Vince. Do you want one last go at his ass? He’s my property now but I will let you blow one last load in him.“ “Eh, fine. Might as well…” Vince got behind me and pointed his cock at my ass. He pushed in with little resistance and slid all the way down to the base. He got every inch in me in one go. It didn’t hurt so bad, I was getting used to it. I was getting used to a lot of things. He kept himself firmly planted in me as he watched me lick Harold’s feet. I was moaning as I stuck my tongue between his toes. “Mmmh, go ahead Vince. Fuck me. I don’t care. Demolish me with your fantastic horse cock.“ Instead of fucking me. Vince pulled his cock out. “Uh, nah. I’m good. I already shot plenty in him today. He’s clearly your toy now Harold. He’s no fun anymore.” I was only half paying attention to what he was saying. The foot domination was blanking out my mind. In that state I didn’t care about anything. All I wanted to do was be beneath them. And if Harold was going to live with me then so be it. If he wanted to tell people I was his boyfriend, fine whatever. I’ll lick his feet every day. I’ll let him fuck me, piss inside me, drink his piss, eat his ass. Anything he wants. I just want to be a foot slut for him. I will do anything for these feet.

Hey guys I wanted to make sure I got this next chapter up quick after the wait lately. Thanks for your patience! This chapter sets up what I have planned in my head for the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 9 Dad's smile had that look like he was up to something. RIght now I didnt care about what happened next. "Do you mind if we just stay like this for a minute dad?" I was still panting a little from the intensity of my most intense orgasm ever and I just wanted to be close to this man who just took my virginity. This man I had just realized I was in love with. Dad. "Of course son" he smiled. "We are gonna need to move eventually for these guys." I turned to them and saw they were still watching us intently and stroking their hard cocks. "Wow." Maybe it was that coming down to earth feeling you have after you cum but it only hit me then how big their cocks were and that there were three of them. Were they the "more" that dad was asking about? I looked back up at dad who was still pressed on top of me and inside me. I think he could tell I was feeling some hesitation. "It's ok Coop. You trust me right?" "I do dad." "I'm going to be right with you as long as you want. I won't let anything happen to you that you dont want to happen. You just give me the signal. And you guys understand right?" The other guys grunted their yesses and then dad said to me in more of a whisper "I'm never gonna let anyone hurt you Coop. I love you son. Youre safe with me ok?" I nodded. Grant cleared his throat and that took me out of the moment between me and dad. He was trying to get our attention and it worked. "How would you guys feel about moving this to my room? Might be more fun there" He smirked the same smirk dad had before. Something mischievous. He turned to Luke and Dominic. "You guys up for it?" Without saying anything they began to move and gather themselves releasing their cocks and trying to cover them with their small towels. "We'll go ahead and wait for you two. Looks like you might want a few minutes of privacy." He winked at dad at that. "We won't be long" dad said. I had no idea what was going on. Luke opened the door and the three men walked out, Grant last who closed the door behind him. Dad turned his full attention back to me. "You ok Coop?" "Yeah dad. I think so. What is going to happen in the other room?" "Im not completely sure but I have some ideas. I promise you I wont let you get hurt and if youre not up for anything I think we can trust those guys to respect our boundaries." "Boundaries? They just watched you take your sons virginity dad." I wasnt really trying to be funny but we both chuckled at that before dad got a little more serious. "I just want this night to be about fun and pleasure for you Coop. You mean everything to me and Im so happy that i could be part of this night." "You're more than just a part. Youre still inside me dad." I was trying to be funny then but hearing that made his cock flex and it made that tingling rush of electricity run through me and I gasped at that feeling that I wanted to keep in a bottle so I could have it whenever I wanted. "You know what I mean Coop. Youre everything to me and I know some people really have problems with what we just did but..." I cut him off. "Dad I get it. I'm so happy that you were my first and that you were here tonight. It was the hottest thing ill ever do in my life probably and I wouldnt change a thing." We had never talked like this to each other. We had been getting closer, for sure, but this felt like we had jumped a few levels to get here. The talk, as purely loving as it was, did get both of us hard again. Dad hadnt fully lost his hard on inside me but I could feel it beginning to stretch me just a little further out. That made me even harder and I could tell dad could feel it stiffening against his abs. "You ready to get up and see what fun is happening in Grant's room?" "Yeah dad. But can we maybe shower or rinse off first or something?" "Sure Coop.Im gonna get up and slowly pull out and then we can hit the showers." Dad lifted his weight off me and then I could feel him slowly pull his cock out of my hole, emptying me inch by inch. Finally he was all the way out and my first feeling was that I needed for it to be filled again. Was this the stuff from the pipe that made me feel that way or was I just always going to need the sensation of hard raw cock deep inside me? That wasnt something I needed to figure out now but I knew that tonight I would be getting fucked again. I needed it. As dad stood up off the bed he reached for the pipe and torch. "I cant take this out of the room with us so you up for us finishing whats left in here before we go?" "Yeah. Its fun and its fun doing it with you dad." His eyes widened and I almost thought I could see the twisted thoughts gathering in his mind. He lit the pipe and took the first hit. We passed back and forth more times than I expected. Finally dad looked into the pipe and said, "Think theres probably one more good hit left. Im gonna take it and then blow it into your mouth ok?" I didnt really understand what he meant. Was this like the way mother birds feed their young? He took the hit and then moved closer to me. Like magnets our mouths moved towards each other. I wanted to make out with dad again so bad but then he blew the smoke into my mouth and I realized what he was doing. I passed it back to him too but then we did end up in a standing passionate make out embrace both high again like we had been before. We pressed our cocks together. They were both almost fully hard again. "You feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad." The tingling through my body from the hits made me aware of how horny I was. Or did the hits make me horny? I didnt know but it didnt matter. We would be taking care of it soon. "Dont forget Coop. We're here for pleasure right?" I nodded. "So if anything doesnt feel good or you dont think its gonna turn into something good, just give me the signal and I'll get us out ok?" "Ok." This was the dad that I knew before tonight. The one who was serious about taking care of me when we were together. We didnt know each other super well before this summer but he always treated me like precious cargo. Tonight was just the same. This time leaving the room, we brought our towels but I took dads lead and just threw it over my shoulder. He locked the door behind him and I followed him through the maze of halls to the shower area which was like a gym shower with a bunch of shower nozzles but no curtains or walls to create separate stalls. There were two guys showering next to each other when we got there. They were talking and friendly but in the way that guys usually do at the gym. They were facing the wall and I didnt get a real look at them but they did have good bodies. We walked in and used the showers on the opposite wall from the two guys and I immediately started to wash the sweat and the cum and the smell of sex off me. Dad and I both had our backs turned to the two guys and under the shower I couldnt hear what they were talking about. I finally did turn around and when I did I noticed that they were facing us and werent talking anymore. Dad had already turned around and now all four of us got to look at each other and pretty quickly I saw that look of recognition on both their faces seeing me and looking back at dad. The two guys looked like they were a little older than dad and their cocks looked half hard. "Anybody tell you two that you look a lot alike?" one of them said. "Yeah we get that a lot. This is actually my son. This is his first time." Dads confirmation had an effect on both of their cocks. They both looked to me. "First time? For...?" "Pretty much everything." Im glad dad answered. I wasnt sure what to say and what to leave out. "Welcome son" There was something weird about being here and having a different guy call me son. I didnt know what to do with it but I felt a shiver hearing that word that ended in my cock and my hole. "Youre lucky to have a dad who will do this for you. I hope you can appreciate that." "I do." I looked over at dad and when our eyes met I felt that combination wave of love and lust for the man. My cock was definitely getting back whatever stiffness it had lost since we left the room. I could see dads cock hardening too. "Oh damn. This is more interesting than we thought." I had given us away to these two guys and for the first time I became really aware of the world that was outside of the way my relationship with dad had changed for good. In the room even with the other three guys it felt like I was living out a fantasy I never even had and now things were different and we would have to figure out who could know and who couldnt. And as that awareness arose I was still just as horny for dad than ever and I knew there was more waiting for us in Grants room. That anticipation and a little bit of embarrassment at my hard cock for dad in front of these two guys got me to turn the shower off and walk over to where we left the towels and room key. This time dad followed me and we dried off while we were still in the room. "Are you two done for the night or cleaning off before your next adventure?" Dad got bold hearing that question and threw the towel back over his shoulder and grabbed his hard cock and then mine. I was shocked for a moment but alao felt that electricity that I would feel everytime dad ever touched me. "What do you think?" dad said and then laughed. I finished toweling off and so did dad meaning he had to let go of my cock which only hardened more in his grip. "Ready Coop?" "Yeah dad." "See you men later" my dad said turning back to the two guys. "I hope so" one of them said. We went back out into the halls and for the next few minutes roamed blindly after we realized Grant never gave us his room number. But we got lucky after not too long and looked into an open room door that turned out to be his. This was a much nicer and bigger room than dads. It had a tv on the wall that the three men were watching while they all stroked their cocks. They were sitting in a row on a bed that definitely looked bigger than the one in dads room since it could fit three big men side by side with their legs at least a little spread. It was a really hot scene to see. When we crossed the doorway and into the room they all turned their attention to us. "Sorry we made you guys wait. Coop wanted to shower off first." I was so focused on the three guys on the bed that it took a minute to notice that next to the tv was a sling. I had seen it in porn before but never in person. We couldnt see what was playing on the tv from the doorway but now that we were in the room I could see it was a group scene in a hotel room. While I became transfixed on the tv, dad said to the guys, "I also didnt think it would be a good idea for me to bring the pipe around outside the room." "Dont worry abiout that. I have some stuff that will help." He paused long enough that I looked in his direction in case something went wrong that the tv had distracted me from. But he looked like he either wasnt sure what to say next or how to say what he was thinking. Finally, he turned to dad and asked, "Paul, how do you think your son here would like a slam?"

Thanks for your patience, guys. Here's the final chapter. Chapter 3. I guided Jason’s raw cock into my boy’s cummy hole, wet with Tom’s load. My boy rested his head against my chest and grasped my shoulders as Jason jackhammered inside him. He was so turned on that he didn’t last long. It was so hot feeling his hips rock forward as he drained his load deep into my boy’s guts. My boy kissed me as Jason pulled back. I felt a glop of cum seep out of his ass and land on my shoe. Tom tapped me on the shoulder and held up two fresh glasses of beer with a grin. Jason pulled all the way out with a loud ‘plop’ that I could hear over the booming music. My boy rearranged his pants under the shirt around his waist. I had thought the beers were for him and me, but he handed them to our boyfriends who made their way back to our table. My dick was so hard it strained my own pants. Tom started dancing with me, with his hands around my neck. He asked if me and my boy had been open to him getting railed by other guys for long, and I replied, ‘well, barely.’ He made some dumb pun about ‘bare,’ and I said we needed to talk about that further. I was surprisingly turned on to see my boy getting fucked, especially up close, but nervous about their loads mixing inside him. I knew the risks of playing bareback. Tom kept talking dirty about how much fun raw play with a lot of guys can be. He told me that he loved sharing his twinky boyfriend, Jason, with pals, always bareback. He gestured over to the bar where our sweaty shirtless boyfriends were openly flirting with Charlie, the muscled bouncer, and Mike, the hunky bartender. Tom stood behind me, grinding his crotch against my butt, and whispered to me that it looked like they’d like to breed my boy too. As I watched these sexy men openly seducing my boy, who was presently dripping now three loads of fresh cum, I leaned back against Tom’s broad chest. I could feel him getting hard behind me. He licked my ear as he told me that he tried to get Mike and Charlie’s loads into my boy before he went off to school, but he was too much of a prude then. That made me moan. ‘Thanks for getting him used to taking cum.’ He continued, ‘I got my pals’ raw cocks into Jason as soon as your boy went off to school. We’ve been sharing and breeding him ever since.’ I just moaned as I felt myself leaking precum. I watched as Charlie spun my boy around and stuck his hand down his pants, clearly playing with my boy’s cummy hole. The four of them made their way to the dance floor where Tom was now playing with my nipples as I leaned into his chest for support. Charlie looked at Tom with mock anger and said, ‘We can’t have guys fucking on the dance floor. We might get shut down. I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you all to leave. My boy and Jason protested, but Tom just winked. ‘How about we take this party outside?’ Jason grinned as Charlie led my boy out of the back door. We followed into a filthy alley. Within seconds, Mike and Charlie had my boy pushed over a trashcan and his pants pulled down to his ankles. These two built men fished their impressive cocks out. Jason got on his knees and swallowed Mike’s respectable six-inch uncut tool. Charlie slapped his longer but thinner cock against my boy’s asscrack and demanded that he ‘push some out.’ Charlie used the loads seeping out of him to lube up his raw cock and then sank it balls deep into my boy. I look on as Tom eased my pants down and lined up his cummy dick with my hole. I knew he was leaking precum right onto my hole, and I couldn’t help but push back on it. His bare cockhead simply slipped into me. I rocked back and forth on it as Charlie picked up his pace then pulled out to give Mike a turn. They switched places and Jason eagerly sucked Charlie’s shiny dick, slick with juices. As Jason pulled Charlie’s cock out of his mouth to admire it, I saw the biohazard tattoo right in his groin. I had missed it earlier and, to be honest, I knew what it meant, and it freaked me out. I didn’t know if my boy had seen it. Tom felt my hole clamp down onto his raw cock and he wrapped his arm around my chest. It felt like he was comforting me, but also like he wasn’t going to let me get away, not that I was sure I wanted to. Mike and Charlie took turns railing my boy’s raw hole, and they both emptied their balls deep inside him. Jason ate my boy’s ass, slobbering fresh seed all over his chin. Tom’s hips rocked into my ass and he came deep inside me. I couldn’t feel him cum, but I did sense how much wetter he’d left my hole. He pulled out and placed me face down on the trashcan next to my boy. We made out as Jason cleaned out our cummy holes as best as his tongue allowed. Mike and Charlie said their thanks and that they’d hope to see us the next time we were in town. We were exhausted and both filled with cum. Tom and Jason scooped us up and walked us to his car. On the ride home, my boy and Jason cuddled in the back seat. I sat in front, with Tom’s big hand on my thigh. He told me that he, Mike, and Charlie regularly shared their boys with one another, and with some other raw pals. He’d offered my boy to them and it freaked him out. They’d kept up the conversation all semester. While my boy might not have planned it, he was into it when it happened. I was thinking the night ended there, but when we got back to my boy’s house, Tom and Jason invited themselves in for a nightcap. We tiptoed and whispered our way the living room. My boy went to get some beer from the kitchen. Tom and Jason sat on the sofa and asked me to join them. They were both groping my crotch and thighs when my boy came back, naked, with a tray with several cans of beer. I noticed he’d brought five cans instead of four. Just as I was going to ask why, my boy sat down on Tom’s lap and gestured for me to climb onto Jason’s lap. We did and the four of us made out, undressing as quietly as possible as my boy eased his hole along Tom’s raw cock. I paused to grab a beer and catch a breath just as I saw my boy’s dad, clad only in an open bathrobe, stepping into the room from the shadowed hall. I saw my future father-in-law’s cock at full attention peeking out of his robe. He winked at Tom and sat in a chair. Jason went right over and sat on his lap grinding his bare hole on his exposed dick. Tom grinned at me and simply said, ‘see, I told you I like sharing my boys.’ THE END.

The game got out of control - Part 10 (The lazy Sunday) On a Sunday morning at 5:30 am I was now completely exhausted, after an eight and a half hour fuck marathon, in bed. Of course I couldn't think clearly anymore, but so much was still going through my head that I just couldn't fall asleep properly. At some point, it was already light, I still managed to fall asleep. It was already 5 minutes to 12 o'clock when I woke up, my bladder was pressing, my ass and my head hurt, so I crawled out of bed, and went to the toilet. The plug that was in my hole was difficult to remove, it was also much larger than the one I was familiar with. Well, he was out now, and I sat down on the toilet bowl, and milliseconds later it flowed out of the back and front of me. When I was done I felt 10 kilos lighter, then looked in the toilet, and found that it was full of reddish sperm. I was shocked. Why was it so reddish? A question that I absolutely had to include in my list of questions. After I had showered, I wanted to put the plug back in my asshole, I didn't succeed, it was just too big. Shyly I went to the kitchen with this part in my hand to get a coffee and painkillers against my headache. In the kitchen I met the twins Vincent and Fabio, and said to them: "I have two little problems." "Yes, I can see one, but we can fix that quickly." spoke Vincent, taking the plug from me. "Problem one is solved. And what's your second problem?" Fabio then asked me. "Well, I have a headache so bad it's like there's a highway built through my head. Do you have any painkillers anywhere?" Fabio reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a blister of ibuprofen, handing me two pills, along with a glass of water. "In about 20 to 30 minutes the highway should be out of your head," Fabio said with a grin, while Vincent added, "But of course it's not completely free." "What do you want for the two tablets?" I asked a little uncertainly. "Well, we just want a little fuck with you. You just settle down on both our cocks, and ride them until we shoot our high-proof semen into you, and get you pregnant. What do you think of that?" Fabio grinned at me the whole time at this demand from Vincent, and Vincent finally grinned as well. I grabbed the pills and the water, and gulped them down, not having objected to the demand, Fabio and Vincent took off their pants, and lay down on the floor. Their fuck butts were already hard , so I didn't even have to blow them. I squatted over these two well-built meat sticks, and even forgot to apply the lube when I just impaled myself completely. Ouch, that hurt a little, but not for long, and I had gotten used to it, and just found it horny. So I rode them both at the same time for about 20 or 30 minutes, always up and down, I had arrived in pig heaven. My own cock wanted to grow, but couldn't because it was still locked up. When I noticed that Fabio and Vincent were getting closer to their orgasm, I even accelerated the pace, and squirted despite penis cage itself and at the same time a huge amount of man juice. The rest of Sunday was very quiet, we all sat in the living room, and watched old Louis de Funès movies, laughing at movies like : The Gendarme of Saint Tropez or Fantomas against Interpol. The evening came way too fast, we still watched the daytime news and went to bed, I cuddled up right in front of Matteo's horny bulge. Matteo saw this as an invitation to fuck me again tenderly, and to inseminate until we fell asleep peacefully. In the Next Episode: How will it continue? Will it continue at all? What will I report to Amelie? And will I finally learn what is meant by POZ? Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

Andrew struggled against his restraints, he couldn't believe it. He bucked, trying to get off his dad's cock, but to no avail. He didn't want this, his mind was loosing itself with every thrust of his own parents cock. The cock that made him was now raping his hole, charging it up and turning him poz. Another moan escaped his lips, as his fathers Prince Albert ground across his prostate. His father was bigger than any of the guys he messed around with, and more aggressive, Andrew had never felt pleasure like this. His body felt on fire, but his mind struggled with trying to get off his fathers cock before it was too late, he didn't want to be raped poz by his own dad. Especially with all these men watching, everyone would know, Andrew would have to deal with everyone know that his own Father pozzed him. John thrust into his squirming son, watching the conflicted boy reel with the massive cock inside his cunt. He had watched the little fag come out, watched as his son became more of a fag and less of a man. John had to put up with all those lesser men using his son's holes, knowing that he had a right to them that others didn't. He had made Andrew, and that meant his cunt was his to use and share, not theirs. John had put up with blue balls for months, watching his son bring round lesser guys to fuck him, until he had duped him down here. Now the boy was gooning from all the chems and would take his fathers strain, whether he liked it or not. John could feel the toxic load churn in his balls, he was close. He raised his hand and began smacking his son's arse, each strike leaving a big red handprint on the sweat covered cheeks. "Beg for it son, beg for your Daddy's strain!" Andrew winced under his fathers assault, he squirmed whilst impaled on his dads cock. He wouldn't give in, maybe his dad would let him go if he didn't say anything. Another hard slap rained down on Andrews cheeks, and another. The sound of sobbing filled the air, as tears streamed down Andrews face, but John wouldn't let up until he heard Andrew accept his fate. "Beg for your Fathers toxic load in you worthless fag cunt, and I'll stop, I'll let you go" Andrew let out a loud sob, looking around the room at all the men jerking their big cocks. He knew this might be his one chance to get out of here without being raped by all these men, he knew what he had to do. The sound of Johns merciless spanking of his son, only interrupted by the groans of the men around him, and Andrews cries of pain, carried on. "P-p-please Dad" Andrew whimpered between strikes. "Please what faggot?" "Please let me go Dad" Another hard strike rained down on Andrews ass, John watched as his sons cheeks blossomed purple as his pierced cock slick with cum pummeled his cunt. "Beg for it boy, beg for the strain! Beg for your dad's toxic cum!" "Please Dad! Give me your toxic cum, please knock my cunt up Daddy, I need to be a poz boi!" Andrew conceded. John felt his balls tighten with the admission, speeding up and pushing past Andrews neg cunt for the last time. Adam felt the cum spurt in his sensitive cunt, the usual euphoria of having cum in his hole cut short by the realisation that it was his own dads toxic cum. John roared as he felt his cock twitch inside his son, feeling his toxic cock knock his own boy up. He could feel the connection forming between them as his cum coated his son's insides. Pulling out, he watched as a thick dollop of his load dripped out of his now gaping and loose cunt. "Right Lads, your turn" John said stepping back, as multiple hands reached out of the dark grasping onto his son. Andrew's surprised cries were muffled immediately by a cock being forced into his mouth, John didn't feel bad for betraying his son like this. John knew that a fag cunt like Andrew was always hungry for cock, whether he knew it or not.

Andrew passed in and out of consciousness, he was carried down the dark corridor and into a maze of room. As he swayed in and out, he could hear the sounds of skin slapping on skin, the smell of piss and cum filled his nostrils. He tried to struggle, but to not avail, his limbs barely responded. Eventually he came to, gasping for air as Andrew awoke tied to a fuck bench. Struggling against the restraints he realised he was now stripped down to only his jock. He could feel someone writing something on his arse cheeks with a marker. "Where am I?! Let me..." Andrews words were interrupted by a large hand clamping his mouth shut, looking up through the dim red light he saw the same man from earlier leering out at him. "Hush fag, your Daddy owes me big time, and imma' collect on your neg boy cunt" The hand came free from Andrew's mouth, bow replaced with the glass pipe. "If you smoke boy, its guna make taking all these men's dicks easier", He proferred the pipe to Andrew. Hesitantly, Andrew again wrapped his lips around the pipe, he could feel his cock twitch in his jock. He felt betrayed by it, he was trapped, about to be used by a bunch of poz guys he couldn't see, and his cock was rock hard. "Go on boy, nice big toke for your new Daddy, guna give you the same strain as your own Father", Andrews lungs filled with T as the pipe was lifted away from him. His lungs burning he exhaled a massive cloud, his heart beat jumped into his ears and he felt his skin come alive. Andrew squirmed under the rough hand of this alpha, as he traced it down his back. "Please, Please fuck my cunt, I need something in my holes, please sir!" Andrew blurted out, he couldn't help himself, his mind was lost in a haze of hunger. The hand reached his arse, tracing it around his cunt which puckered. "Don't think the fag is fucked up enough lads, we don't want any resistance when we knock him up!" A cheer erupted in the dark around Andrew, as the voices of several men shouted insults and whooped. Andrew gasped as he felt a sharp pain as a large finger pushed past his tight fag hole. The finger burned as it pushed deep into him, and he felt his insides begin to burn and warm up. He felt the muscles of his hole relax, and a strong sense of hunger filled Andrews hole. The rough hand retreated, and another set of hands spread his cheeks, as he felt the thick head of a cock touch his hole. "Got a few used condoms here lads, guna fuck these strangers loads into his tweaked little neg cunt!" Another cheer of approval erupted around Andrew, the dark obscuring all the men around him. The sweat was dripping off his brow as Andrew tested his restraints, his back arching and his body aching with chemical lust. Part of him was freaking out, desperate to escape, but it was far too late for that. Andrew gasped loudly as a thick cock, covered in cold cum pushed into him deeply. A hairy chest pushed against his back as a man's stubble rubbed against his neck and ear. Andrew squirmed as he felt the heavy piercing that adorned the head rub deep into his fag hole, he was groaning nonsense as he felt impaled on this monster cock. A familiar, deep and growling voice whispered into his ear. "You like that thick toxic cock don't you son?" Andrew's father thrusted deeply in an aggressive heat, deep into his neg son, as if to punctuate. Andrew's Father groaned as he felt his son's velvety neg cunt open up around his thick cock, the moment he had heard his son had been brought into his domain he couldn't help himself. John was a man possessed, he needed to share his toxic poz strain with every fag that came down into his lair. He would make men out of them and baptise them with his potent seed, make them into toxic fuck heads like the rest of them. John thrusted aggressively into his own son, watching the sweat drip down his own son's back as he ravaged him. His sloppy cunt opened up to him as he thrusted harder and harder, the sound of skin on skin slapping filled the dark room. In the dim red light, John could see his brothers, grunting and breathing heavy as they watched the real life incest play out in front of them.

Chapter 30 Xander went back to his room to rest up and I headed over to see Jack. He saw me coming and got a huge grin on his face. "Marty sent me a pic of your boy, he looks hot." "Yeah he did a great job. So I'm planning a little party for Xander tonight you should stop by my room anytime after eight, oh and feel free to bring any of your poz friends along, the more toxic the better." "Excellent, I'll definitely be there. I'm assuming you already invited Marty." "Yep he said he'd be there and he's hoping to bring some guys with piercings." "Mmm great! Nothing like a little metal in your cunt to make sure all that special cum makes it permanently into your DNA." I headed back upstairs and heard the shower running so I stripped and pulled back the shower curtain to join him. I shouldn't have been surprised but there was Mike on his knees blowing Brandon. "Jesus Christ Mike, how are you not totally hungover?" He pulled off of Brandon's cock and looked up at me, "coffee, lots of coffee." I chuckled, "okay you slut, off your knees. Brandon needs to save his loads for tonight. We have a special project we're working on." He pouted but got up. "So I don't get your cum anymore?" "Don't be a greedy bottom, there'll be plenty to go around tonight. It'll be good to have two bottom whores there." "Okay thanks," he's said leaning in to give me a kiss. "Your hubby know what a slut you've turned into on this trip?" "No, I'm not quite sure how to tell him I've been barebacking and taking poz loads." "We could always film you begging to be knocked up and send it to him." "Umm, yeah not so sure about the sending it to him part but I'd love to have it so I can watch myself." Brandon rolled his eyes, "you are such a slut. You should go back to the conference and see if you can attrack some more poz men to bring tonight since you seem to be really good at sniffing us out." We got Mike out of the shower and sent him on his way. "That boy is like a fucking puppy, he won't stop following me around." I started laughing, "yeah some of these chasers who don't realize they're chasers can be a little clingy when they get their first taste of the bug. Hopefully there'll be plenty of men here tonight." I jumped on bbrts and placed a party ad for tonight, 'my new totally smooth boy's in town for a few more days taking all loads. Prefer toxic men, need to make sure he leaves here knocked up but no load refused.' A couple of hours before the main event was scheduled to start I checked to see if anyone had requested an invite. Nice, twenty guys had expressed interest so far. I weeded out the escorts and the scary ones and ended up with fourteen potential guests, nine of which stated on their profiles they were poz. Not bad for a Wednesday night. I sent out acceptance notifications with the hotel info listed. Even if only half actually showed there should be plenty of guys to do one hell of a number on Xander's cunt. At seven on the dot there was a knock on the door. Brandon was standing closest to the door so he let Xander in. "Fuck you're even cuter in person. Come on in." He came in and immediately started taking his clothes off. "Damn Scotty was right you are a horny one." "No sir, I mean yes I'm extremely horny, but I have instructions to only wear clothes in public." I was sitting on the couch watching the interchange. "Boy, why don't you ask Brandon here to take you into the bathroom and make sure you're ready for your guests." "Sir I'd appreciate it if you could inspect my cunt and make sure I'm ready to go." "Absolutely," Brandon replied shedding his clothes and leading Xander into the bathroom. "Get in the tub and bend over." He did as instructed and Brandon started rubbing his hard cock around Xander's pink hole using his precum to lube him up. After a few seconds he pressed the head of his cock inside and started pissing. "You ever had a piss enema before?" "No sir, this is my first time." "Okay I'm just about done. When I start to pull out you need to clinch your ass muscles and keep every drop inside you until I tell you to release." "Yes sir." About thirty seconds later he pulled out, Xander clinched his ass, dropped to his knees and started to clean off Brandon's cock. "Good god Scotty, you've trained this slut well." "He's a natural, just needed a little encouragement to reach his full potential." "You like my piss deep inside your pussy?" "Mmm, yes sir I feel full but good." "Just a few more minutes then you can let it go. Just keep sucking me while we wait." He latched back on and deep throated Brandon until he was about to shoot his load. "Okay boy, that's enough for now, go ahead and release in the toilet. Then rinse off in the shower and when you're done get on the bed on all fours." About ten minutes later the boy was on the bed ready for loads. I couldn't wait any longer to eat him out so I dove into his ass and started rimming like crazy. He was moaning so loud Brandon shoved his dick in his mouth to keep him quiet. "Damn he's as really good sucker." "Wait until you breed him, his cunt is even better than his mouth." I reached under him and sure enough his little dick was leaking like crazy. I took some of his precum and lubed my cock up then slammed into him in one go. "Damn you're faggot ass was made for real men to use." I pounded in and out and soon grabbed him by his hips and impaled my dick all the way in giving him his first load of the evening. Brandon quickly took my place and had been fucking him for about twenty minutes when there was a knock at the door. I opened up and there was Jack, Mike, Marty and three other men. "Come on in guys and makes yourselves comfortable. We have two neg bottoms with us tonight and our mission is to make sure they both have enough toxic cum in them that's there's no question of their status by the end of the night." I could see Mike start to panic. Brandon got off the bed and put his arm around him and said, "slut, what the fuck did you think was going to happen tonight. This is a conversion party. Besides you've already taken so much poz cum the deeds probably already done." He was still freaking out and I could see that Jack had just about had it. "Look," Jack said turning Mike towards the bed, "see that slut over there with his ass in the air?" He shook his head yes, "he knows his place is to serve real men. He's ready to accept his destiny, so you either get naked and take your place next to him or leave. The real men in the room have work to do." With that Jack walked over and shoved his hard dick deep into Xander. "Thank you sir! Please poz my cunt." "Fuck yeah that's how a real boy behaves." It didn't take him long before he was adding his cum to the mix. After he pulled out he grabbed a sharpy from his pants and went back to Xander. On the small of his back he wrote 'neg', 'poz', and '?'. Under poz he made a hash mark then looked at me and I held up two fingers. He added two more lines than patted him on the ass and said, "good boy, you're off to a good start. Who's next?" I'd been so turned on watching Jack fuck Xander that I missed where Mike had disappeared to. Brandon caught my eye and said, "he bolted, decided this was too much for him." "I don't understand some guys. Guess he wasn't drunk enough to take poz cum tonight." Marty's three friends lined up in order of the size of their cocks. The first guy was average size and appeared to be so turned on it didn't take long for him to blast his load inside. The second guy had about eight inches and was pretty thick, he pounded away while his buddies egged him on to knock the bitch up. As he was shooting his load I finally took a good look at the third guy. Wow, how had I missed him. He patted Xander ass and told him to roll over into his back. "Hey slut I want to look in your eyes as I destroy your cunt." His dick was easily over nine inches, extremely thick, and had a beautiful PA with a rough finish to it that looked like it would definitely do a number on his insides. I watched Xander's eyes go wide when he saw the monster heading his way, but instead of fear it was hunger. The guy saw the same thing and said, "fuck yeah, they weren't kidding about you." He ran his hand over his biohaz tat right above his cock. "Tell me what you want boy?" "Poz me up sir! Make me complete. Please, fucking destroy my boy pussy." With that he slammed in deep causing Xander to catch his breath, his eyes rolled back in his head and he started moaning. "Fuck yeah you slutty whore, my cock is working all those poz loads deep into the lining of your cunt. There's no way you're not leaving here without carrying all our poz babies." He pulled all the way out and I could see streeks of red on his dick, damn that was beautiful. "You ready for my toxic load boy, "he asked as he rammed his cock back in not stopping till his balls were bouncing off his ass. "Yes, Damn it, yes," he screamed, "knock me up!" This had to be one of the hottest pozzing I'd ever had the privilege of participating in. Xander was smiling from ear to ear as the guy pulled out and presented him his dick to clean off. He reached out with his hands to pull his legs up and asked who's next while he took the cock covered in pink cum into his mouth. I'd been so turned on watching I hadn't realized four other men had arrived, all naked with their hard dick out ready to add their loads. "Hey guys any of you toxic?" Two of them smiled and raised their hands. "Perfect, you guys go first." One didn't wait to be told twice and took his place between Xander's legs and got to work. "Hope you don't mind waiting," I said addressing the other two." "Fuck no, totally understand. I'm only sorry I'm on meds, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." "Agreed, I'm going home and flushing my meds down the toilet," the fourth guy said. "I never really understood the need to spread the bug until watching this bottom so willingly accept his place." Marty's friend had climbed off the bed and joined us watching Xander take his next load. "Fuck yeah do it man! Flush your meds. It's our responsibility to knock up all bottoms especially ones like this slut. He was made for real men to use, just look at him moaning begging for our poz seed." After that it became a free-for-all. A couple of us were versatile so we entertained the total tops while Xander was busy taking loads. The only rule we had was the guys couldn't cum in us they had to deposit in Xander regardless of their status. Ten out fourteen of the party invites actually showed up which I was really pleased with. Some guys just blew their loads and left but most stuck around to fuck him a couple time. As the party started to wind down it was just me, Brandon, Jack and Marty's friend, whose name I learned was Allen. Xander had his head in my lap. "How you doing boy?" "If anyone had told me on Monday that this conference would fucking change my life I would've told them they were crazy. But holy fucking hell this has been utterly amazing. My cunt is sore but I'm still horny. Not even sure how that's possible." Allen chuckled, "gotta say boy, I've pozzed a lot of guys in my life but I've never had anyone quite like you. Your body was made to serve real men and your cunt, damn don't even get me started. I know you're sore but I'm sorry I have to have one more go at it before I go home." Xander didn't say a word, simple lifted his legs up giving Allen access to his hole. He slid his hard cock inside and begin to fuck his ass. "Damn you are so much looser now that you were at the beginning of the night. Such a sloppy cunt, ahh here cums." It was soon just me, Brandon and Xander left in the room. We all collapsed on the bed. "Thank you Scotty, that was truly the best night of my life. I can't believe it took me so long to embrace my true self." "Glad I could help," I said leaning over to give him a kiss. "So just how many loads did I end up with?" He rolled over so we could do a final count. "Oh wow," Brandon was grinning, "man you're my hero. Five unkown, 3 neg, and a whopping 31 poz. No make that 32 I forgot to add Allen's last load." "Holy shit, I took 40 loads in one night. Good god I am a fucking slut no wonder I'm so sore." He started laughing. "Guess I truly earned that tat then." "Oh yeah I think it's safe to say there's no way you didn't get knocked up tonight." We all kissed then dozed off to sleep satisfied in knowing that Xander had had a very positive evening.

I would definitely sign up for that party! Hit me up if anyone wants to host one

My first time was with my uncle when I was 11. Then he continued to breed me until I was 15 when the family caught us, and blamed me for turning a straight man gay and ruining his family and kick me on the streets. I became a escort until I was 25 to pay for things since I had no education, and couldn't get a job. I met my cousin on grindr about 4 years ago, and he wanted to be a client, so I took him on. Even though I don't escort anymore he still breeds me because I enjoy his dick, and my husband enjoys the incest factor.

Part XI Well, what a conflict. Just wanted to see a really huge cock and had but had also ended up sucking it to full hardness and then let him dominate me into letting him fuck me with that huge pole. Then he tells me he is poz on top of that. What the hell was I thinking about. That is what comes from thinking with my small head. Now, either I have to explain to my boyfriend what I had done or trick him somehow into coming with me on that trail and fool around and let the guy fuck my boy too. I had never seen him bottom before. How was I going to do that. He doesn't like hiking that much either. Oh, worry, worry. I decided to try and tease my boy into going with me. First, I got my big cock poz guy to take a few pics of his cock, but not showing all of it, just enough to draw interest and curiosity. Then I plied by boy by teasing him with my ass. Then telling him there sure were a lot of guys walking the trails where I went and some had some really nice looking butts and cocks. Then I, accidently on purpose, left my puter on with one of the tease pics from my poz guy. It showed nothing but the huge head of his cock with a caption about how long and bid around it was. I then left my laptop sitting on desk leading to bathroom where my boy was sure to see it on the way to there. I know he saw it as when he came back to bed he was hard as a rock and fucked the hell out me. I then left another one on that showed my poz guy's balls and a note about how big they were and how much cum they could hold to spurt out when needed. After each time I left a pic out my boy would come back to bed and just plain plow my hole for all he was worth and fill me full of his cream. I was loving it, but had to keep track of what was going on, too, as when my boy wasn't plowing my hole all I could do was think about that huge cock plowing me really good and deep and thinking about that poz cum made me wild for some reason, too. My boy was also asking questions about that cock I seemed to be always looking at, wink, wink. I told him it was one of the guys who hiked the trails I went to. I told him we had taken a break at about the same place once and had talked a bit and exchanged emails. I told him that ever since he had sent me some pics of his cock for fun to tease me with. I just thought they were fun. My boy said he would love to see if it really was as big as he was telling me. After a couple of weeks of this my boy finally asked if he could come with me on my next hike. I smiled and told him I would love for him to come as I loved doing everything with him. I told him we should go the next morning for sure and he agreed saying he sure hoped that guy would be around so he could get a look at that huge cock once. This really made me smile as it seemed like he had more interest than just wanting to see it. When my boy went to the bathroom, I quickly sent a message to the poz guy telling him that my boy was coming with me in the morning for a hike and he might want to be around to see what would happen. I got a message back quickly saying he would try to be there but wasn't completely sure of his schedule yet. I was a little disappointed but sent him back that I sure hoped he could make it. My boyfriend and I arrived and it was a really nice warm day for a hike. We both decided to just wear our shoes and socks and jocks and shorts only as we thought that while hiking we would get too warm with a shirt of any kind on. We started out and then turned off on the route most guys used and most of them nude or with just their shoes and socks on. We had hiked a short distance when we encountered the first person we had seen and very naked but in good shape guy with what looked to be a very nice uncut cock walking along the opposite direction. We exchanged hellos and kept on going, caught my boy looking over his shoulder at the guy walking away, so I looked also and he did seem to have a nice ass too. We ran into about 5 or 6 guys like this over the next approx. 2 miles we hiked but none were my poz guy at all. We decided to return then and took another route that would take us by where the poz guy had fucked me before. As we got close to that spot I veered off the trail and had my boy follow me and took him right to where the deed had been done. I then dropped to my knees and started to play with my boy's cock through his shorts and then tugged them and his jock down and soon had my mouth wrapped around his cock and sucking him good. I was really horny being where I had last been fucked by someone other than my guy and a poz one to boot. I sucked for a while and then stood up and we were then kissing and running our hands all over each other while getting rid of our clothes completely. Then my boy pushed me down and onto my back and was soon burying his tongue in my hole and then running a couple of fingers in me too to loosen me up some. This went on for about 10 minutes and then he pulled his fingers out and rammed his cock in me deep as it would go on one thrust. I pushed my hips up and into him to make sure every bit of his cock got in all the way. He then proceeded to pound the hell out of my hole. He got a good rhythm going and I was really enjoying it when I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and there about 25 feet away was my poz guy in all his glory. Stark naked and his cock pointing straight into the sky hard and beautiful. I barely was able to whisper to my boy that he was here watching I was so caught up in the excitement. My boy turned his head to looke and the poz guy let him see him for just a second and turned and walked away into the trees. My boy yelled hey, come back here a minute, but there was no answer and by the time we got untangled and ran up there, the guy was nowhere to be seen. My boy told me he barely got a glimpse of that cock before it was gone. Damn, he didn't see enough to tell exactly what he had seen. We didn't even finish our sex we had started but just hiked back to the car and went home. We were both somewhat discouraged by the day's events.

OMG What Did I Do? Part II A couple of days went by since my session with the guy with the big cock. I was still turned on terribly by his gruff voice and the thought of an 11" cock like my dildo. That had been one of my most intense climaxes ever. My boyfriend was home for the evening and after supper I basically raped him. LOL Told him I had missed his cock so much and had to have it. We barely made it to the bed and got our clothes off when I had his cock buried in my throat sucking for all I was worth. I needed that cock hard and in me badly. In a short time it was nice and hard and let it go and laid down on my back. My boy tipped me almost upside down and rammed his cock home in my hole. The only lube, my saliva from sucking him. I let out a scream of pain as I had thought he was going to get some lube first. He held still for all of, maybe, 2 or 3 seconds and then started to pound my hole good. I love being upended like that. Basically being pile driven and my own cock just a couple of inches from my lips. He felt like he was trying to drive me through the mattress to the floor. Harder and faster and as deep as he could go. He kept it up and kept it up, driving me wild. Then after a good 20 minutes I felt my own cock start to tingle and I opened my mouth and caught my own load as I erupted. It was fantastic and then with my ass quivering my boy yelled here it comes and he let loose his cum deep in me and ground it into me making my cock keep spurting more also. It took us another good 5 minutes to finally start to settle down. What a fantastic fuck. It then dawned on me that right at the end I had thought of an 11" cock spurting into me just as my boyfriend was doing it. Fucking hot for sure and my own cock did another couple of twitches from that thought. We laid there in each others arms for quite a while after that and then my boy's cock started getting hard again, so we did it again. It was another intense fuck and we both were about as drained as you can get by the time we finished this time. We then laid in each other's arms and called it a night.