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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.

You hook up with the wrong guys!!!!!

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.

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.

So this year i'm planning on whoring myself out at various clubs. Now im a sub but have a large cock and regularly stretch my balls and wear ballweights (now have a 14cm stretch and 2.5kg). Assuming my holes are free for anyone to use, should i put my cock into a Chastity Device? Should i wear ballweights in for the tops to play with ? Your advice and feedback are greatly welcomed.

“Whiffed” as in “missed” and “way way way off”, to quote Cosmo Kramer.

For me, a jockstrap is easier… no need to pull to the side… just bend me over and fuck me. 🙂

Cruising/understall/poz baiting and drunk group play. Cruising in dangerous areas makes me super hard

A little late to mention it, but there's normally a lot of barebacking in the darkroom on the first floor.

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My personal experience has been the polar opposite from what you described.

I've found that tops with little interest in anything but my hole have a strong reaction when they discover ropes of precum drooling from my cock. I think it's a way of seeing the effect they are having on me and some use it as tool to figure out how to double down on my hole and prove their virility and skill. Others think it's proof they are inside a hardwired slut bottom and get verbal and more aggressive. Some milk it from my dick, eat it and keep fucking to force me to make more. And some say "Huh" and get on with their business. I like when my body amplifies their desire and lust for my hole.

I just wonder how some of these people who are SO against funding HIV and other STD medications would feel if the "shoe was on the other foot" and they were the ones infected? Talk about hypocrites. They should be ashamed of themselves..........I won't call them out by screen name because I value my time here, but you can't show any compassion for fellow BZ members? Idiots.....

Seems you still have that new glory hole glow. Eventually the glory hole façade will go away and you will be following strange black men into dark alleys and public restrooms to suck them off and get fucked up the ass.

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.

Great tip. I found like 4-5 videos. Old but good

For me it's a total cumdump pig bottom with a preloaded gaping cum oozing fuck hole. The more loads from the more different guys he has in him, the better I'll like him.

I've just started going to an adult theatre and look for the least attractive older men to have sex with. I'm 47, cute, in pretty good shape. All my life I pretty much stuck with guys around the age I was , at the time. And looked for the cute ones with good bodies and nice cocks. Lately I want ugly men, fat guys, rail thin bony guys, small cocks, ugly cocks, hairy backs, acne scars on their faces, etc. I want to used by men who don't get many offers. I want to give myself to them. I want to swallow their loads. And get barebacked and bred by them. At first they are surprised I want them. They seem grateful that somebody desires them. And i really get turned on and desire them.But what makes me feel like a real whore is when they start to use me like a slut and take advantage of me as they wish. They treat me like any random hole.Then all the trolls come over to use me. When one is having his way with me, it's like a green light to any other troll to use me. I love it .

Small to average tops are great! I love dick, so long as the top has a good top attitude and I get the nut.

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

Bifurcating your medical needs is certainly a workable solution for a lot of people. But one caveat, and one suggestion: Make certain that your PCP is aware of what you're getting/seeing at the sexual health clinic, including bringing copies of any test results, etc. whenever you see the PCP. One significant source of medical errors is when the right hand doesn't know what the left is doing, and interactions between medications (and medications affecting tests) figure prominently in those problems. You might also talk with your PCP about your issue, and he or she may be able to reassure you about examinations when you have issues, etc. - or the PCP may suggest you continue to use the sexual health clinic but ask that they copy him on all test results, etc. One way for doctors like your PCP to get better at handling such things is for patients to bring those concerns to them. Can't promise yours will make you feel comfortable enough to handle everything, but either way, communication is always a good thing.

Chapter 3: The Daddy Party “Are you okay? You’re acting real antsy.” Terry had picked up on Ricky’s nerves as soon as they got into the Uber. The driver had raised his eyebrows knowingly when he saw the address where he was to take them. Now he was covertly studying the two young guys via glances in his mirror. “Just trying not to let my imagination run crazy,” Ricky responded. Terry laughed. “If you can imagine it, then it’s probably happened at one of these get-togethers. Just relax and go with the flow. And be alert for signs of interest from any of the guests.” The Uber driver sniggered. Terry had certainly kept Ricky hopping for the previous two weeks. The daily workouts on his glutes, with enough attention paid to other muscle groups to avoid looking freakish, had done wonders. Those globes weren’t quite the eighth wonder of the world, yet, but they were round and firm enough to attract any top’s attention. He’d worn the butt plug for hours every day, or night, with the muscles gradually adjusting to the feeling of being stretched by a firm, round intruder. Terry had taught him all the ins and outs of getting ready for a good solid fucking, including douching technique and self-lubing in advance. Ricky had even gotten used to the weird sensation of wearing underwear that covered everything but his ass. Even though he was used to a jockstrap, this felt strange to begin with. In short, he was now thoroughly ready to be unveiled to the gay community as the hottest, cutest new ass in town. At the destination address, they climbed out and faced a modern house – a flat-top California modern – on a ridge overlooking one of the canyons. The house sprawled across a hefty stretch of hilltop land. Ricky stared in awe. “This guy’s got serious money.” “S’right. And he’s not the only one. That’s why we’re definitely in the right place for you. His name is Steven, and he hates to be called anything else.” Terry rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a fifty-something man in tightly fitted shirt and trousers which showed that he definitely looked after himself. “Well, hello, Terry, darling. Haven’t seen you for far too long.” “Good to see you too, Steven. Here, I’ve brought my friend Ricky with me.” Steven gave Ricky a brilliant smile and a quick once-over. “Welcome, Ricky, my friends will be happy to meet you and show you a good time.” “Thank you for letting me join the party, Steven.” Steven winked, and pointed them up the ramp to the right, telling them to leave their things in that room and go right on down the ramp on the far side. Once they were in the room they quickly stripped. The young man in charge handed them two numbered plastic bins to put their clothes in. He gave Ricky an approving examination, then sent them on their way with their numbered wristbands, giving Ricky’s firm round ass a quick squeeze as they went by. Down the ramp, in the main sitting room, they looked around them. There were a dozen or so older men sitting on the sofas and chairs, and as many again younger fellows in next to nothing sitting beside the older fellows. Almost all of them were either kissing the daddies or stroking their cock bulges. A couple were already sliding down the zippers, ready to go to work. One or two had climbed onto the laps of the older fellows and were busily grinding away as the daddies worked at their exposed asses, teasing the holes with their fingers. A couple of others were straddling their older men and feeding their cocks into the mouths of the daddies who eagerly sucked on them. “This way, Ricky,” Terry said, and led him to the right into another large room where a long low table was set up. Everyone in this room was already naked – or the next best thing. One or two other young fellows were wearing open-ass briefs like the one Ricky had on. There were already half a dozen lads bent over the table, face down, with their exposed butts in position. A few of the older guys were already sampling the tempting holes on offer. Without any prompting, Ricky went right over to the table. He slid next to one of the boys already there, and bent down across the table, putting his carefully cleaned and lubed ass in position. Terry waved goodbye and disappeared, back into the first room. “You’re a newbie, aren’t you?” That was the redhead he’d lain down next to. “Yeah.” “I’m Dylan. Welcome to the meat market.” “Ricky.” Just then, Ricky felt a hand playing with his ass. The finger slipped into his hole, and the man gave a grunt of pleasure as he felt the lube already in place. He withdrew his finger, and Ricky now felt the head of a cock nudging his hole. He relaxed and the cock slipped right into him. All that preparation with the butt plug certainly made it easier to take cock. He moaned in pleasure as the rigid dick slid up into him. After a minute or so of stroking in and out of him, the owner of the dick spoke. “Sweet hole,” the deep voice sounded above him as the cock slid easily in and out of his ass. “Hey, new boy, right, Dave?” “New boy, sweet pretty ass, and he’s a great fuck, too. Nice and tight.” “Well, don’t hog him. Give someone else a turn.” The cock slid out. Almost at once, another cock began to enter him. This one was shorter but wider, and not nearly as comfortable a fit. This guy was also rougher. After he’d stroked in and out about a dozen times, he got interrupted. “Okay, Greg,” another voice chimed in, “keep the line moving. You know the house rules.” Greg pulled out and Ricky gave a small moan of relief and appreciation as another cock, longer but less blunt, entered his body. This man began fucking him more determinedly, like a man bent on breeding ass – which he was. Greg growled in protest. “You pushed me out just so you could be the first to breed the new boy?” “House rules, Greg. You know I get first breeding rights on every newbie if I want to.” This guy began using his full length on Ricky right away. He was pumping it all the way in, and then pulling right out until his head began to pop out of Ricky’s ass. And then, just when it seemed he was going to fall clear out, he pushed back in again. He loved feeling the new boy hole stroking his head every time he pulled almost all the way out. He kept fucking Ricky nonstop for a couple of minutes in appreciative silence. Then he leaned down, still pumping firmly into Ricky’s hole, and purred, “What’s your name, boy?” “My name’s Ricky.” “Good boy. You know I’m going to give you my load in that cute round ass. You want my daddy load, don’t you, boy?” “Yes, oof!” This as the man gave an extra-firm thrust. “Yes what, boy?” “Yes, daddy. I want your cum.” “Good boy,” the man said again. His fucking accelerated and Ricky’s moaning grew louder. The top was pumping his hole harder and harder, bouncing off Ricky’s ass cushions on each thrust with a loud smack. Then the man drove it hard into his ass, holding his cock deep inside as it twitched and shot several pulses of sperm into Ricky’s ass. As his breathing calmed down, the man bent down and whispered, “There you go, boy. You’ve been initiated now.” “Thank you, daddy.” The man’s cock slid out of his hole. Almost at once, another cock slid in. A different voice sighed with satisfaction. “Mmm, I love sloppy seconds.” Ricky grinned, remembering Mitch’s lessons. Next to him, Dylan emitted a loud grunt of pain as an impatient top rammed his cock in hard, too hard, all the way to the bottom. Ricky was getting a smoother ride by comparison, all the men treating the new kid’s butt a little more gently. The man now sliding slowly in and out of Ricky’s ass leaned down to speak to him, in a pleasant voice. “You were a good boy, taking Matt’s load like that. Did you enjoy it?” Ricky nodded. The man went on, “You have a really sweet ass, Ricky. I’ll see you again in a while, after you’ve got a couple more loads in there. Then it will really feel great for me.” He pulled out and was soon replaced by another. Ricky was actually sorry. He’d liked the sound of the man’s voice. The man who was in him now was pumping quickly, already winding up to an orgasm. Along the table, Ricky could hear the grunts and groans of several daddies driving themselves to the finish line, and the moans of the boys taking those daddies’ cocks inside their holes. The man in his ass started panting and grunting. Ricky began working on his dick, squeezing and chewing on it with his ass muscles as the man built up to an explosion. “Aw, fuck!” the daddy yelled, as he jammed it right in and started firing his seed into Ricky’s ass. Just as he started shooting, the big muscular guy fucking Dylan was also cumming, filling the redhead’s boy butt with his sperm. After that, there was a break in the action. Dylan straightened up, patted Ricky on the ass, and said, “Let’s go get something to eat.” Ricky stood up and walked with Dylan, through another door and into a large sunroom which faced a patio. As they went, he clenched his muscles to hold his ass shut so all the cum wouldn’t leak out and go to waste. He was loving the feeling of walking around like this, ass hanging out in the cool air but warm inside from being filled with man cream. Out on the patio, they could see that there were more men, in and around a pool and hot tub. The boys stopped at a bar in the sunroom, got some drinks, and went by a snack table where they picked up a few nibbles. “Let’s see what’s happening out there,” Dylan said, leading the way to the doors. Out on the patio, there were several naked older men standing around with cocks at the ready. Six guys, three older and three younger, were sitting in pairs in the oversize hot tub fondling and stroking each other towards the point of no return. Right by the hot tub steps was a small sign, positioned on a short post so Ricky had to bend right over to read it. THE ONLY WRITTEN RULE: NO CUMMING IN POOL OR HOT TUB. As he read it, he felt a hand stroking his ass and then another cock entered him. Dylan chuckled beside him. “Now you know – aaah…” as a cock entered his butt too, “…why the sign is so low to the ground.” Ricky chuckled too as they grabbed onto a low stone wall next to the sign to steady themselves while the two older men pumped into them. But then the daddy grasped Ricky’s shoulders and pulled him up. “Come with me, boy.” His cock slipped out as he grasped Ricky’s hand, leading him over to one of the big lounge chairs poolside. The daddy, a white-haired guy who still had a decent body sat back on the lounger and said, “Hop on and ride for a bit.” Ricky straddled him and sat down on his cock, taking that big slab of meat into his body. The daddy then drew him down so they could kiss each other while he rode up and down. This guy’s cock was hitting him in just the right way, and he felt his own cock getting harder as he pumped up and down on the daddy’s tool. “You like my cock in your ass, don’t you, boy?” “Oh, yes. Give me all of that daddy dick.” This guy chuckled, and said, “Time to set your boy cock free too. Stand up and take off that strap.” Ricky obediently stood up and removed his seatless briefs, then sat back down and began riding again. His cock, now set free, bounced up and down and drooled juice as he fucked himself. The daddy under him reached up and began twisting his nips as they made out. Ricky was getting harder now, his cock jerking rather than swaying as his excitement built. This older daddy’s cock was really hitting his spot and driving him crazy. From the sounds of the daddy’s groans, he was finding this fuck just as stimulating. A loud cry of “Oh, fuck!” drew his attention to the next lounger in the line. There was Dylan, lying on his back with his legs pulled up while a muscle man fucked him missionary, a dark-haired, tanned guy with a hairy chest and what looked like ten inches of meat. He was plowing deep and hard into Dylan’s ass, and Dylan was plainly feeling the impact of it, moaning “More, more,” as the big cock savaged his hole. Seeing that epic fuck happening right beside him pulled Ricky’s trigger, and he moaned. “You’re going to fuck the cum out of me!” The white-haired daddy threw his head back with a cry, and suddenly thrust hard into Ricky’s ass, forcing Ricky up into the air as he exploded inside the cute boy’s butt. As soon as he started shooting, Ricky’s face screwed up and his cock jumped up and down, firing a fountain of boy spooge into the air and showering it down over the older man’s face and chest. When he finished cumming, the older man kissed him and said, “Turn around. I want to eat my load out of you.” Obediently, Ricky turned around and sat down on the daddy’s face. Then he saw the dripping-wet cock right in front of him and instinctively, automatically bent down to lick and suck it clean. He slurped and teased all the juices off the head and then pushed on down the shaft, loving the way the daddy moaned in appreciation and redoubled his efforts on Ricky’s ass. Finally, the daddy slapped his ass gently in a clear signal that he was done. Ricky stood up and the white-haired gent stood too, embracing and kissing him. “That was incredible, boy. You did a great job cleaning up after yourself, just the way a good bottom should do it. How many loads of spooge were you carrying around inside you?” “I think it was three, daddy, including yours – maybe four.” “Fuck, it just wouldn’t stop coming out. I figured I’d better leave some for the next guy.” He slapped Ricky’s ass again and walked away. Ricky’s attention was drawn again to the dark muscle daddy who was still hammering away on Dylan’s ass. Dylan was moaning and crying, as much in pain as in ecstasy, Ricky thought, but the top paid no attention. Finally, the stud felt his sperm rising and speeded up, pounding a load at full speed into Dylan’s tortured hole. When he finished, he yanked his cock abruptly out (wrenching one more yell of pain from Dylan), got up, and walked away without a word. Ricky made a mental note to himself: Body 10, manners 0. Avoid at all costs. Dylan lay there, whimpering, exhausted, looking up at Ricky, almost as if he were begging for something. None of the other daddies were nearby. Ricky sat down next to him and stroked his face. “What’s up, Dylan?” “That guy just ripped me -- really badly. I’m done for the day. But I just wondered….” “Yes?” “Well, I haven’t cum yet, and my balls are fucking aching with it. Can you ride me and pull my load up and out for me?” “You don’t have to ask twice.” Ricky spat in his hand, smeared it over his hole, and sat down on Dylan’s cock, rigid and red with blood. Dylan at once began moaning happily as Ricky worked his hole up and down, much looser now after all the cocks that had fucked him. Dylan was recovering his earlier breezy manner, and Ricky was all for it when Dylan asked if they could roll over so he could be on top for breeding Ricky’s hole. In no time, they’d settled into the new position, Dylan rising and falling in Ricky’s hole as Ricky stroked his body and grasped his ass cheeks, pulling Dylan deeper into him. His magic hole was making Dylan feel so good that there was no way for Dylan to hold out much longer. He began to drive harder, and Ricky welcomed him with moans and cries of “Fuck, yeah, fill me up.” And then it happened. Dylan slammed down into Ricky’s ass and exploded, driving shot after shot after shot of sperm deep into the younger boy’s ass. Eventually, they rolled apart, to a round of ironic applause from several of the older guys who’d been watching. But then, Ricky heard one of the audience mutter, “Oh-oh,” and there was Steven, standing over them, his cock bulging in his tight speedo, and doing his not-very-convincing best to look stern. “I’d like to speak to you two, please. Over here.” He led them towards a small gazebo where no one else was sitting. Steven sat down in the one chair, and looked at the boys as they stood uncomfortably in front of him. Ricky was suddenly acutely aware that he was completely naked, dripping with sweat, and reeking of sex. “Ricky, it’s okay for you, you’re new here and don’t know the house rules. But Dylan, you’ve certainly cum here often enough to know that the boys are to have sex only with the daddies. If the daddies want to get it on with each other, that’s one thing, but the boys aren’t allowed to do it.” “I know, Steven, but it was because of Dario. He was fucking me so damn hard, and even when I started crying from the pain he just kept right on going until he bred me. After that, I found I was bleeding, so I knew I was done for the day – but I still had an epic case of blue balls, and I asked Ricky to help me out because I just felt like he was a good guy.” “Let me see it, Dylan.” Dylan turned slowly around, and winced slightly as Steven spread his cheeks and gently rubbed a finger over his hole. “Yes, he messed you up pretty badly. If you talk to Kevin in the change room, he’s got some ointment ready to use on that. It’ll help to stop the bleeding and ease the pain before you head home. And Ricky, now that you know the rules, I’m sure I can trust you to keep them from now on.” Ricky nodded, and they answered in unison, “Thank you, Steven.” With that, their host got up and left. Dylan kissed Ricky goodbye and said, “Thanks for helping me out there, bro. You really are a good guy. See you again soon.” Once he’d left, Ricky wandered back along the pool. He found where he’d tossed his minimal underwear when the white-haired daddy was fucking him. He picked the seatless briefs up, pondered putting them back on, and finally decided to do it since it was the best way not to lose sight of the things. Next time, he thought, I’ll just go regimental and that’ll be one less thing to worry about. He took several steps towards the door to the house when he was stopped by a voice. A pleasant voice. A kind voice. It was the daddy who’d said he would find Ricky again after he’d collected a few loads. Ricky turned around. This guy was tall, standing five inches above his head, but otherwise fairly non-descript. He was the kind of person who would usually not be noticed wherever he went, neither dressing nor acting in any way to draw attention. That voice, though, was unforgettable. It was gentle, almost musical, and Ricky was immediately captivated by it. The man went on. “I hope you’ve got several good loads inside you now, Ricky. I watched you and Dylan getting it on, and it was really hot – so hot I almost lost it and jacked out my load. But I stopped myself in time. I’ve been saving it up all day to breed you, if you want me.” Ricky was even more intrigued. This was the only daddy, all day, who’d asked before taking. Truth be told, there’d been precious few people in his life, other than his own dad, who’d treated him with so much respect. In Ricky’s case, respect from an elder was like an intoxicating drug. “Of course.” He took the daddy’s hand, led him back to a lounge, and said, “How do you want to take me?” “On your face, flat on the lounger -- to start with.” Ricky lay down on his face, spreading his legs and pulling his cheeks apart. “I’m all ready for you, daddy. Lots of sperm in there to make you feel good.” The man breathed a sigh of satisfaction as he straddled Ricky’s prone body, inserting his cock into the hole and sliding forward until it was all the way in. Then he laid down flat on Ricky’s back and humped him slowly and gently, sliding his cock in and out as he murmured into Ricky’s ear. “That’s my good boy, getting his hole all nice and wet and loose for me. It feels so wonderful, all that man cream inside you, smoothing my way. It’s the best ass I’ve seen all day, and you’ve made it so wonderful, so ready for me.” “I want you to feel good inside me.” “And I want you to feel good when I am inside you.” “I do, daddy. You feel fantastic inside my butt.” The two of them continued moaning and sighing quietly as he gently fucked the boy’s ass, stirring his cock around inside that wet, sloppy hole. Ricky loved the feeling of a man’s body lying right on top of him, skin to skin from the shoulders to the hips, and feet intertwined at the foot of the lounger as this daddy kept gently humping his boy hole. After a while, the daddy pulled out, and quietly said, “Roll over. I want to see your face as I’m fucking you and seeding you.” Ricky rolled onto his back and lifted his legs. His older partner pushed his legs all the way back to his shoulders, then slipped back into his channel and resumed his pumping motions. The whole fuck so far was slow, gentle, hypnotic, and Ricky was duly hypnotized. For the first time all day, he felt like a man being fucked by another man, not like a slab of meat on a butcher’s cutting board. This guy, with his gentle, soothing voice and easy-going fucking manner, was giving him a sense of how two men could make love together. He’d gotten a taste, a hint of it before, with Mitch, but now this was the thing itself, and it just kept getting better and better for him. And for his daddy, too, as the older man sighed in contentment and then leaned down to begin kissing him, locking their mouths together first, and then dropping still lower to kiss and nibble at Ricky’s ear and neck while he kept pumping in and out of the boy’s ass cunt. Finally, his fucking motions began to get faster, and Ricky knew that this man was almost ready to give him the best load of the entire day. He wrapped his arms and legs around his partner, stroking his back and clutching him firmly into an embrace as the hips rose and fell faster and with more force. The slapping sounds on his hips came first, then the loud moans torn from the older guy’s throat.. And Ricky knew. “Cum inside me, daddy. I want your load. Give me all of it. Fuck me hard!” The man was now pounding full speed, and Ricky was hanging on for dear life – almost literally, as this much taller man was lifting up so much that Ricky was actually hanging in the air by his arms and legs clutching the man’s body. A guttural cry of “Fucking cumming… in your ass!” ripped the air. The top slammed down hard into Ricky, pulsing out his sperm, and then giving a series of short little rabbit-punch thrusts to try to force it as far inside the boy’s hole as he could. And Ricky came too. Finally, they came down from their high, and enjoyed a last series of kisses before the man pulled slowly out of Ricky’s ass. “Be right back,” he said, and sauntered over to a table where there were some blank cards and pens. He scribbled on a card, and came back, handing it to Ricky. “Here’s my name and number. I’d love to see you again. Now, if you want to see me, go over to that table and write down your name and number for me.” Ricky immediately stood up and walked to the table. He was vaguely conscious of a tidal wave of sperm oozing out of him, but this was more important. Name and number written, he glanced at the card the man gave him. ALAN BRYORS 555-555-6969 The name meant nothing to him. He walked back and handed his card over. “Here’s mine, Alan.” “Thank you, Ricky. You’re such a lovely boy. I’ll be in touch soon.” He gave another kiss, stroking Ricky’s ass gently, and then walked away. In another minute or so, Ricky headed off too, wondering if he should try to find Terry, or just go home on his own. On the way, he got a couple of back pats and butt slaps from guys who’d been watching him taking those loads out by the pool. He walked back through the table room, now empty, and through the first room he’d entered, now busy with naked men and boys coupling in various positions over diverse articles of furniture. Then he stepped into another room, and here he found himself watching a whole crew of older men being fucked by young studs – and he knew he was in the right place. Looking around, he finally spotted Terry, busily engaged in pounding the hole of a sixty-something heavyset man, a classic bear with furry belly and ass. He watched for a minute, and waved away one offer from an older man who was prepared to settle for his six and a half inches in lieu of some of the much bigger dicks that were otherwise occupied. Terry’s motions were getting more irregular, and it was plain that he was about to breed ass. Ricky kept watching as Terry slammed in, harder and harder, then yelled aloud and let his load fly, pulling out to squirt across the man’s back, and then shoving it back in to finish cumming inside. After he’d calmed down and detached from the bear’s furry bottom, Terry turned and saw Ricky watching with a salacious grin. He sauntered over. “Like that?” “Good work, Terry.” “You ready to call it a day?” “Yeah.” “Okay, let’s get upstairs, shower and dress, and I’ll book an Uber.” They sauntered up the ramp and into the change room, just in time to see Dylan putting on his shirt and pulling up his jeans. He came over to Ricky and hugged him. “Let’s swap digits. I’d like to keep in touch.” “Sure. Here’s mine.” He typed his number into Dylan’s phone, and Dylan sent him a text. So that gave him two new contacts, not a bad day’s work. Dylan kissed him and left, and Terry asked, “What’s that paper you’re clutching in your fist?” Ricky showed him. Terry’s reaction was beyond dramatic, almost volcanic. “WHAT???!!! You actually got ALAN BRYORS to give you his phone number? How the fuck did you do that? There’s guys here who’ve been angling for his number for years, and no luck!” “Well, Terry, that’s how. A fuck. He told me when I first got on the table that he’d find me again later because he always enjoys sloppy seconds.” “So I’ve heard.” “Well, then he found me again, he fucked me and bred me, and then asked me to swap numbers – and told me he’d call soon.” “Incredible. Look, I think we need to go have a talk. Come to my place for a bit before heading back to the hostel?” “Okay.” They finished pulling together their things, Terry tipped Kevin generously – “for both of us” – and down to the entrance they went. Steven was there, saying goodbye to guests that were leaving. He embraced Terry and kissed him. “Thanks, Terry, for bringing your new friend with you.” “Another wonderful hot day, Steven – thank you!” Then Steven turned to Ricky. A kiss, a hug, and a not too discreet grope of his round ass, as Ricky in turn patted Steven’s speedo-covered butt. “I hope you had a good day, Ricky. I’d love to spend some more time with you at the next party.” “Thank you, Steven. It was great!” And out they went, hopping right into the Uber which had arrived at the precise moment. Terry explained to the driver that they were only going to the one address, but he would pay the whole shot of the two-point trip as originally booked. The two of them sat quietly in the back seat as the car struggled through the modified rush hour of Saturday late afternoon, slightly less insane than late afternoon on the weekdays. It was very obvious that this driver, unlike the one who’d brought them out to the party, was not gay and didn’t have a clue of where they’d been or what had probably happened while they were there. Just another ride. Getting out at Terry’s apartment building, they headed up in the elevator to the fifth floor and into his living room. Ricky sat down, while Terry went and got a couple of beers from the kitchen. They toasted and drank, and then Terry said, “Okay, any questions about today? Fire away.” “Steven: I didn’t see him fucking around anywhere. What does he like?” “Oh, he’s completely versatile. But he never joins the action. He figures he has to be free to troubleshoot any time, so he can’t be trying to breed or get bred if trouble begins.” “Makes sense.” “But I bet you met his partner, Matt.” The light went on in Ricky’s mind. “The one who said he had first rights to breed any new ass?” “That’s him. Most of us can’t imagine what Steven sees in him. He’s a jerk like that with everyone, and too obviously on the make. But hey, love can make anyone look both blind and stupid.” “Okay, Terry. Next question: what do you know about a hunk named Dario?” “Enough to know that you need to avoid him. That guy’s fucking dangerous, most of all because he doesn’t care what anyone else wants or feels as long as he gets what he wants. There’s guys who’ve never come to another party after he worked them over.” “I believe that. He was piledriving Dylan when I was close by, and he ripped Dylan’s hole pretty bad, which is why Dylan was leaving even before us.” “Guy’s a complete jerk. Several of us have talked to Steven about him before. Does Steven know?” “Yes.” Ricky omitted the embarrassing details about Steven calling him and Dylan on the carpet for playing with each other. “Good. Maybe this time he’ll put Dario on the no-go list. And you had better put him on your own personal no-go list.” Ricky replied smugly. “I already did. Rated him as ‘Looks 10, manners 0’.” “Smart man.” Ricky smiled broadly. It was the first time Terry had referred to him as a man rather than as “boy” or “kid”. “Last question, Terry. Why did you go right off the deep end when I showed you that I got the phone number from Alan?” Terry considered for a moment and then launched into a lengthy explanation. “Okay, Ricky, here’s the deal with Alan Bryors. You probably haven’t heard the name, because he’s one of the wealthiest multi-millionaires in the gay community, but he keeps a very low profile in the community and in the outside world. Part of that is just his natural ability to blend into the background wherever he goes. He simply doesn’t do anything to draw attention to himself at all. A lot of his wealth has come from shrewd investing in everything from real estate and bitcoin to new business ventures to stocks and bonds, so he’s usually some kind of silent partner. That means he's not as well-known as an entrepreneur or high executive or anything like that. But he’s wealthy, in spades. Filthy stinking rich. And he’s generous. “What I’ve heard on the grapevine: if you’re his boy, he’ll practically give you the moon and the stars – deluxe clothes, lavish meals, luxury trips, random cash gifts. It’s no skin off his teeth and it makes him feel good to share what he has. “Then there’s his sexual taste – he prefers to fuck, but loves sloppy seconds, as you’ve already found out. One guy I know was with him a couple of years back, and he actually encouraged this dude to go out and get fucked and bred so that he’d have a nice, wet hole waiting when the master of the house came home at the end of the day. He also told me that Bryors sometimes brings home one or two more boys because he likes group scenes with several of his young friends. “The downside – because everyone has a downside, absolutely everyone, even a sweet innocent young thing like you. Bryors has one great weakness, and it’s that he can never resist the latest sweet young thing when that newcomer crosses his path. This is plainly why he zeroed in on you this afternoon. You were the only newbie on that table. He had a great time with you today, and he wants more, and that’s your ace in the hole, but you need to know that it will only last for so long, because there’s never a shortage of sweet young newbies in this town. “So, be aware. If he wants you to move in with him, and you decide to do it, go prepared. Know that you’re going to live it up as much as you want for a year or two, but then it’ll be over when the next young cutie appears. So play carefully. Be cagey with money. Squirrel away any cash gifts into a savings fund, and you’ll come out of it a lot better off than you went in. And don’t throw a tantrum when you realize that he’s ready for you to leave. That’s for sore losers, but by going in with eyes wide open and an exit plan prepared, you won’t be the loser.” Ricky pondered all that for a minute, and then asked. “So, you think I should go if he asks?” “Ricky, that’s for you to decide. I can’t advise you because only you know if you think you can take it as it comes. But I will say this. With your financial situation being where it is – shitty – I’d certainly be thinking about it very carefully.” So Ricky thought about it. He did a lot of thinking, weighing the up and down sides, remembering the feeling of almost comfort that he’d experienced when Alan had been fucking him, looking long and hard at how he might feel in another year or two, realizing he was still too young to be in the running for any really good jobs. And by the next Friday, when his phone rang, and the display showed the name “A BRYORS” he knew what his answer would be.

Chapter 11 In the group scenes that I watched during my porn stroke sessions the bottom was always just treated like a faceless hole for tops to use just to get off. Its why those scenes never really got me off. My fantasies were about feeling connected even beyond just the physical. But tonight I understood. As Grant pushed his thick cock into me he was fulfilling a need that could only be met that way. The high made the physical the priority and all the other stuff was a distant second. I was ready to experience what those bottoms I saw in porn got. Just a bunch of tops jackhammering their way to their nut. But thats not what I was getting with Grant. If he was ever a jackhammer top he wasnt one tonight. He held his cock all the way deep rubbing his hands along my chest and stomach. "I have wanted to be inside you since the second I saw you in the hall. This is so much hotter than I thought it would be. Your tight hole wrapped around my raw cock while your dad watches." I glanced over at dad who was deep in his own bate watching us and looking like he was still very much enjoying his high. "So I'm gonna take my time with you boy. I know I've already built up a huge load but I wanna edge for as long as I can while I'm inside you." As he said this, he started shifting himself so that his cock pulled out a couple inches and pushed back balls deep. "Fuuuuuuck" was all I could get out. "Thats right boy. Youre gonna remember this night forever because you lost that cherry to your own dad. But we are all gonna make sure you dont forget how many other loads you take tonight." Dads dirty talking when he was fucking me turned that switch on in my brain that made saying these things out loud even hotter. So with Grant talking this way while he began to fuck me slowly there was no hesitation that I wanted him to keep it going. I looked up at him not sure what my face looked like when I was experiencing this still new pleasure. "Yeah that thick raw cock feels so good." Grants eyes widened hearing me speak that way to him. "Yeah boy. Fuck yeah you like that cock dont you?" "Yeah. Getting so deep. Cant wait for you to cum in me." "Aw fuck" Grants self-control was failing him as he sped up a little with every word I spoke. "Wanna feel you empty your balls in my 19 year old hole with my dad watching." I dont know where that came from and from the look on Grants face neither did he. But his thrusts got longer and harder as he pulled almost the entire length of his cock out of me before pushing it all the way in. "Fuck boy you got me close. Thats what you want isnt it? You want my massive load to mix with your own dads hot cum in you?" I moaned at that and as he picked up his pace even faster we somehow simultaneously both started chanting, "Yeah yeah yeah" over and over again. He was holding tightly to my hips now and I let go of my cock and reached up to hold the chains that held the sling up right by my head. I didnt want to cum yet knowing that I was in for more fucking right after Grant blew his load. The other men were joining in on the "Yeah"s and it became a chorus with me and Grant at the center, almost like there were more guys than there were when dad and I walked in. But all that mattered to me right then was getting Grant off and as we looked at each other as he pounded his cock into me I left the chant and shouted "Breed me!" and that was the trigger he needed for his release. He roared as I felt him press his body against my hole holding his cock all the way deep as if to hold himself steady while his spasms fought for control. This was a big long load that he shot I figured because he was convulsing and his body was jerking for longer than I had ever remembered cumming before. It looked so intense like dad did when he first felt the high of his slam. Like he was in his own world enjoying the pleasure and not thinking or maybe not even remembering that anyone else was around. I was learning that pleasure so good like that is as otherworldly as they made it look. Grant bent down and kissed me softly. He was totally out of breath and panting and he even had one more spasm that surprised him while we kissed. I laughed and said, "That is so hot." "You are hot boy. I hope thats not the last time we get to fuck." "Me too." He kissed me one last time and then stood upright. "I better let these guys get a turn in too." He smiled before his face turned to a mix of pleasure and concentration as he slowly pulled out of me. Before I could even thinkk about feeling empty, I heard "Oh fuck I'm about to cum." Without even processing those words I felt a cock thurst balls deep in me all at once taking my breath away. Once I got over that surprise I looked up to see one of the men dad and I talked to in the showers. "You want my cum?" he asked me "I'm not gonna last. Im gonna cum in you like your buddy just did." He was barely getting his words out. "Im gonna shoot my load in you son!" To that point I was just taking this mans cock. The shock held me for a moment that a person had just decided that he could fuck me without anyone saying it was ok and before Luke and Dominic had even gotten a chance to. But that melted away for some reason when he called me son and suddenly I was in. "Yeah dad cum in me! I want that cum dad!" It came out of my mouth like it was the most natural thing to say at that time but as soon as it did I looked over to dad to see if he heard it. He was still standing nearby and watching stroking that cock that looked like it just kept getting bigger. He looked at me and just nodded. He was into it and he was getting off on it. "Here it comes son!" He pounded his load into me not holding himself deep the way dad and Grant did but I could tell by his screams and the way his fucking lost any of its rhythm that he was cumming. That was three big loads and two of them got shot in me within what was probably just a couple minutes of each other.

Chapter 8 I looked into dads eyes. He held my gaze and our eyes locked onto each other. The pain was sharp and I wanted it to end but looking at dad stopped me from resisting any further. I was safe. This was my dad. He was going to take care of me. But he had the head of his cock inside me. My dad. But all the hits from the pipe and the bottle made it easy to put those thoughts to the side and focus on what we were here for. Fucking. The pain was new though and I noticed that my cock was soft because of it. "Take deep breaths in and out. It will make this easier ok? I'm not going to hurt you son." He was hurting me now but I did as he said and took a deep breath in through my nostrils and then let it go out of my mouth. "That's it son. Just like that." I took another deep breath in. When I let it go, dad pushed more of his cock inside me. The pain went from sharp to something more like intense pressure in my hole. As he pushed his cock deeper, I could feel my hole stretching for it. My exhale came with a sigh of pleasure at the end. Dad closed his eyes tight like he was in pain but it seemed to pass quickly. He opened his eyes and looked back down at me. "You are so tight son. I almost came you feel so good. Are you ok?" I nodded first. "Yeah dad" I whispered. "Are you all the way in?" Dad chuckled. He grabbed my hand and pulled it down to his cock. There was still so much of it left! I wrapped my hand around the base of dads cock and thats when I realized. I looked over to where the bowl where the pipe was laying. "Uh dad do we need a condom?" He smiled at the question. "That's the beauty of what we're doing Coop. You trust me right? Do you trust your dad?" I nodded again. "Son I want your first time to be as pure and natural as it ever will be. This first time should be raw son. Nothing between you and your dad. What you feel pushing in you son," he began pushing more of his cock into me, "is your dad's bare cock going deeper into the hole I made." My eyes went wide at those words. I hadnt thought about it that way. He made me. I always knew that, sure, but right now as we were getting as close as two people could, it hit me that I was losing my virginity to the man who brought me into the world. That should have made me feel at least confused but I noticed that my cock was hard as steel again as I stroked it and moaned softly. "Yeah? Is it starting to feel good son? You like how your dads cock feels inside you?" Again, I nodded. "Youre inside me dad. You feel....oh dad....feels...so deep." His eyes widened at those words and suddenly I felt him thrust deep in me and I heard and felt his balls slap against my ass. I lost my breath for a second as my body took on the force of dads thrust. I closed my eyes and tried not to make it look like the shock also came with pain. I could feel the fullness of dads cock in me. "Now son. Now I'm all the way deep inside you. You have all of your dads cock up in you son. Raw. Just as its supposed to be." I nodded still working to breathe away the pain. He held himself there propped up above me. I could tell he was giving me time to work this out. And after a couple of deep breaths, it was just the pressure again. Something must have shown in my face because as I relaxed more, dad brought the weight of his body back down on top of mine and whispered in the ear closer to the wall, "You feel so good Coop. I love you so much son." "I love you too dad" I whimpered. Dad pressed his lips to mine and we began making out again, our passion and love all in that kiss. "So fucking hot" I heard one of the guys say, reminding me that we werent alone. Having dad pop my cherry was so intense I almost forgot the three guys watching. I tried to look over through my peripheral vision and couldnt make out any real details but it was clear that they were totally focused on us. We were putting on a show. Me and my dad letting guys watch our incestuous act. All this running in my brain while dad and I were making out somehow made me even harder and I felt dad press himself harder against me and inside me like he wanted to get even deeper. I met his weight by pushing up against him and wrapping my legs around his waist again. Thats when I felt him start to rock inside me. Slow at first not pulling out much but gradually working into a slow rhythm of fucking. The pressure was subsiding now and I was starting to feel him hit what must have been the spot he rubbed when he fingered me. His cock had found it and it made me moan when dads raw thickness brushed up against it. Dad lifted himself onto his knees not altering his speed. Keeping it steady and long. He was pulling almost all the way out and leaving only the head in and then slowly pushing back balls deep into me. It almost felt like a tease. I didnt want him to pull out but that motion would get that spot. "You guys like what you see?" I looked at the guys and they didnt need words to answer dads question. The look on all of their faces I figured out later was need. Dad and I were experiencing something they wouldnt be able to. This was special and this was probably the closest they were ever going to come to incest, to family sex that was this loving and connected. "My sons hole is so tight, wrapping around my raw cock." He leaned back slightly and Grant came closer to the bed getting a close up look at dads cock slowly pushing back into me and causing me to moan in pleasure. His huge cock was dripping pre cum as he stroked it. Seeing dad inside my hole he hissed a long "fuuuuuuck." "Dad your cock feels so good." I wanted to help dad with what he was doing by making things dirty and twisted the way all these guys seemed to like it. I did get a reaction but they were grunts from the guys. They were beyond words now. "Yeah son?" We weren't whispering anymore. "Your hole feels so good around my raw cock. You are so beautiful son." "You made me dad." And even though we were doing this for the guys, it was still working on us and that definitely worked on dad as his face turned just then. He looked like he was focusing, concentrating really hard, and he sped up his fucking too. "Oh fuck son. My beautiful son. Perfect...fuck...fuck...I'm gonna...oh I'm close son." He unwrapped my legs and pulled them up bent at the knees so my feet were planted against his chest. As his thrusts got faster he kept hitting that spot over and over and it was getting me to my edge too. "Dad youre hitting that....oh dad....youre gonna...make...me...cum too dad." "Let me see that load son. Spray that cum everywhere son! I'm gonna breed you son. You want that? You want the cum that made you shooting deep in you son?" "Yeah dad! Fuck the cum out of me dad! Breed your son dad I want that cum dad!" And that did it. My cock just started spraying rope after rope of cum, my body just convulsing and losing total control. I was only stable on the bed because at the same time, dad thurst hard into me and I could feel his full weight pressed against my hole as he screamed out with his head tilted back "I'm cumming in you son. Take this load of the cum that fucking made you!" I swear guys in the hall would have been able to hear it. Dad stayed in that position while he came what seemed at least as big a load as mine. His body kept spazzing too up against my hole. It was so hot realizing that dad was shooting his cum in me. I hadnt ever thought about that before. Dad had taken my virginity. When he finally came out of his cum haze he leaned back down and lay on top of me making out. I was still coming down from my own orgasm, easily the biggest and best I had ever had before. And it was dad who gave it to me. I wrapped my arms around him. I was in love with this man. Yes, the way a son should love a dad but also in love with him. I didnt want to leave this moment in my life. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen" I heard Luke say. Dad and I turned to them and saw that they were still stroking their cocks. Either they came and stayed hard or hadnt cum yet. I didnt see any cum but mine in the room. Some of my ropes of cum hit the wall next to and behind the bed. Dad turned from them back to me. "You up for more?"

What a hot story, woof! I would love to find a hungry bottom at a con (soon hopefully) to pump some loads in, doesn’t matter what their status is...

Part 10 - Cheating close to home It was the mid 90s and I was deep in my safe sex period - I had been using condoms for several years and always played safe. The safe sex message was everywhere and I took it very seriously. If I was being fucked, I always checked to see that the guy still had the condom on him before I let him cum. As far as I knew, all my close friends practised safe sex too - I certainly never heard any of them admitting to fucking without a condom and I assumed that they had the same approach as I did - play safe on every occasion. It was late summer and I was up in the West Midlands visiting one of my friends from university. Jonny and I had been on the same course and I had been friends with him for a number of years. He was slightly chubby, with blond hair and glasses which somehow made him look very serious. He was quite a serious guy but he had a great sense of humour and I had always enjoyed his company. He had met his boyfriend about five years before and they now lived just outside Birmingham. They seemed really happy together and I really liked both of them. Jonny had said he would be home from work about 5.30 and I arrived in Birmingham a bit early and got the bus out to where Jonny lived. I was feeling horny and I decided to pass the time by checking out a public toilet Jonny had told me about. It was near the entrance of a park just a couple of streets away from where Jonny and his partner lived and Jonny had said it was pretty notorious. That sounded good to me and soon I was making my way towards the park. A little bit ahead of me I saw Jonny, walking along the road and I assumed he was on his way home but as I started walking a bit faster to catch him up, he turned into the park. I followed him at a discreet distance as he took a quick look over his shoulder and then entered the toilet. This was getting interesting! I could hardly follow him in there so I took a seat on a bench a little way away and waited to see if Jonny would come out. I waited for a while but there was no sign of Jonny and no one else had entered the toilet. I decided to satisfy my curiosity and made my way quietly into the toilet. The toilet had a long urinal and two cubicles, one of which was closed. I made my way quietly into the other, shut the door and, climbing on to the toilet, I looked over into the next cubicle. Jonny was bent over the toilet, his trousers and his white underpants at this ankles and his smart, dark blue shirt pushed up his back. A really fit looking young black lad was standing behind him and was slowly pushing his cock into Jonny's arse. The first thing I noticed was the size of the black lad's cock - it was very long and very thick and I heard Jonny groan as the black lad began to push slowly but surely right up his arse. The second thing I noticed was that the lad was not wearing a condom! I was genuinely shocked - I had never thought that Jonny would cheat on his boyfriend and certainly not that he would do it without a condom in a public toilet - especially a public toilet that was only about two streets away from the house he shared with his partner. I was surprised but I was also turned on as Jonny leant forward and the black lad started to fuck him slowly. I had a great view from above as the big thick cock thrust up Jonny's arse. The black guy had started to fuck Jonny harder now and, from what I could see, Jonny was enjoying every minute of the fuck. I was really curious to see if Jonny would let the guy cum in his arse. "Surely he won't risk that," I thought to myself but just then, the black lad took hold of Jonny's hips and began to fuck him harder and before long his breathing got really heavy and he thrust hard up Jonny's arse two or three times and I knew he was cumming deep inside him. When the black lad had pulled out, Jonny stood up and I saw his cock for the first time. It wasn't very long but it was quite thick, and Jonny took hold of it and began to wank. After just a few strokes he shot a load of cum onto the tiled wall of the cubicle. As Jonny bent down to pull up his pants, the black lad left the cubicle. I waited a moment and then made a discreet exit. I watched from a distance as Jonny came out of the toilet and made his way home, looking exactly as he always did. I went for a walk and arrived at Jonny's house about ten minutes later and a short time after that his partner arrived home. On the train home a couple of days later I thought about what I had seen and my cock began to get hard as I pictured the black lad's bare cock thrusting up Jonny's arse. A month or so I had been working in Kingston in south London and I had seen a sign for a public toilet down an alleyway off the high street. I didn't think it would be open but it was and as I went quietly into the toilet I saw a quick movement. Two guys were standing at the urinal, a young blond lad who was obviously a student from the nearby university and an older guy, and it was obvious I had interrupted them. I stepped up to the urinal and got my cock out. After a while it was clear that no one was pissing and the older guy flashed his cock at me. I showed him mine and soon the three of us were wanking together. Then the student bent forward and took the other guy's cock into his mouth. He sucked him for a while and then stood up. He looked quickly around and then pulled his pants down below his arse and bent forward. The older guy moved in behind him and pushed right up him. He went up the blond lad easily and I guessed they had been fucking when I came into the toilet. He fucked him quickly, looking over his shoulder and after only about ten or twelve thrusts he shot his load up the blond lad's arse. A few minutes later they had both left the toilet. I stood at the urinal and began to wank as I imagined myself moving in behind the blond lad and slipping my bare cock up his arse. I hadn't had unprotected sex for many years, but I knew I was becoming more and more tempted. I shot a big load out into the urinal, secretly wishing I had shot it into the blond lad's unprotected arse..... About a year later I had started to have sex without a condom and was really enjoying it. At first I only fucked unprotected as a top, but then I let a few guys fuck me without a condom and enjoyed feeling the sensation of cum in my arse once again. Then I met a guy and started seeing him regularly. Liam was about the same age as me, and shared a flat with one of his friends. I enjoyed having sex with Liam very much. He had really fit arse, with a hairy crack and a dark, hairy hole. He loved being rimmed and loved being fucked, but would only do it with a condom. I totally respected this, but I had began to enjoy fucking without a condom and I would have loved to slip my cock up Liam's hairy arse and fuck him bare. I hinted at this one night but he was absolutely clear - no one was going up him without a condom - ever. Liam's flatmate was a blond lad called Nathan and Liam told me they had been friends for many years. He said to me once that Nathan was his best friend and he loved him, but added that Nathan could be really stupid. I asked what he meant and Liam said "Nathan doesn't always play safe - he lets guys fuck him without a condom." He added "It's so fucking irresponsible." A couple of weeks later I was staying at Liam's on the Saturday night and I couldn't get to sleep. I decided to get up and get a drink of water. Liam was fast asleep and didn't hear me get up. I pulled on a T shirt and pants and made my way to the kitchen. As I passed the living room I looked in. Nathan was bent over the arm of the settee and a dark haired guy was standing behind him fucking him up the arse. Liam and I had not had sex that night and I was horny. I watched them fuck for a while, wondering if Nathan was taking it without a condom and just at that moment Nathan seemed to sense I was there and looked round. He grinned at me and motioned to me to join them. I hesitated, but only for a moment and a minute later Nathan was sucking my cock as the dark haired guy continued fucking him up the arse. I pulled out of Nathan's mouth and moved round to watch the dark haired guy's cock thrusting up his arse. I was fairly sure I couldn't see a condom and a short time later the guy pulled his cock out Nathan's arse and motioned to me to take his place. As I had thought, he wasn't wearing a condom. I stepped up behind Nathan, pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock against his hole. I slid up him easily and soon I was fucking him as the dark guy pushed his cock into Nathan's mouth. After a while we changed places again and the dark haired guy went back up Nathan as he sucked my cock. A short time later I shot my load up Nathan's arse, adding it to the one the dark haired guy had shot up him a couple of minutes before. I went quietly back to bed, feeling guilty for cheating on Liam with his friend. I had enjoyed every minute of the fuck though, and I was secretly hoping that I might get the chance to fuck Nathan again some time. I got my opportunity a couple of weeks later when I was lying awake about 1am. I heard the sound of someone coming into the flat and assumed it was Nathan. He was obviously trying to be quiet but succeeding only in making a lot of noise and I guessed that he had probably had a few drinks. I pulled on a T shirt and made my way quietly out of the bedroom. Nathan was standing in front of the toilet, swaying a little as he pissed noisily. He looked over his shoulder and grinned drunkenly at me. He finished pissing and then pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent forward over the toilet. He looked over his shoulder and grinned at me again. I didn't hesitate this time. I closed the door and moved in behind him. I fingered his arse and felt it was wet with cum. I pushed up him and began to fuck him. I asked him how many other guys had fucked him and he shrugged. "Two or three," he said with a drunken grin. I knew we would have to be quick, so fucked him hard and fast and a short time later I was shooting a big load into his arse. Liam and I split a short time later - we didn't really have enough in common for a longer relationship. He never found out that I had twice fucked and loaded up his best friend while he was asleep. I have quite often been surprised by the chances guys take when they are cheating on their partners. A few months after I had split with Liam, I was out in a busy pizza restaurant in west London to celebrate my friend Michael's birthday. There was about 20 of us round a big table at the back of the restaurant and it was a really good evening. I had got talking to a guy called Peter, who was the partner of one of Michael's friends. We got on well and, as the meal progressed, we found we had a lot of shared interests and really enjoyed talking to each other. Truth to tell, we were also starting to flirt with each other. Peter was a good looking, slim, ginger lad in his mid 30s. I was flattered by his interest, and enjoyed his company very much. Towards the end of the meal I got up to go to the toilet, which was downstairs at the end of a passage. I had just started taking a much needed piss when the door to the toilet opened and Peter came in. He smiled at me and came and stood next to me at the urinal. It was Peter who made the first move. When we had both finished pissing he started playing with his cock and soon we were both hard. We wanked together for a while and then Peter indicated the cubicle behind us and seconds later we were in there. We kissed for a while and then Peter unzipped my trousers and pulled them down along with my pants and the he went down on me. I was really turned on. We were taking a big risk considering Peter's partner was upstairs in the restaurant but it didn't seem to bother him. He sucked me really well and I was looking forward to blowing a load in his mouth but then he stood up and kissed me again. "Do you have a condom?" he asked. I shook my head. "Are you ok doing it without one?" he asked and when I nodded, he smiled. Seconds later, Peter was bent over the toilet, his pants and trousers at his knees and I was pushing my cock into his arse. I enjoyed every minute of the fuck, and from his groans it was clear Peter was enjoying it too. I knew we would have to be quick so I didn't hold back. His arse was nice and tight and I fucked him steadily and after a very horny fuck I shot a nice big load of cum into his cheating arse. A short time later we were both back at the table and Peter was sitting talking to his partner, with my load deep in his arse and no one, least of all his partner, any the wiser. I've taken a few chances myself and been lucky to get away with it on more than one occasion. Shortly before I split with my long term partner, we were invited to a party by one of his friends. The couple hosting the party had a really nice house with a big garden which sloped down towards a stream. It was a warm summer's evening and as it got dark later on people were enjoying drinks in the garden. I was talking to a group of people, one of whom was a tall, bearded Irish guy called Ian. I had met Ian a few times and didn't really like him. I found him quite arrogant and he and I had differing views on almost everything. He certainly wasn't my type physically either. I'm not sure how Ian and I ended up making our way down towards the stream together and finding a quiet spot, but soon we were in some bushes just out of sight of the house and the garden. "Why don't you suck my cock," he said "You know you want to." He was right, I did want to. He pulled his trousers down to his knees, revealing a fairly big, semi hard cock. I got down on my knees, took it into my mouth and began to suck him. In no time his cock was fully hard and I have to admit it was pretty impressive. I sucked him for a while and then he said "You do that well, do you lick arse?" I nodded and without a word, he turned round, bent over and pulled his cheeks apart. I pushed my tongue into his arse and began to lick his hole. I really didn't know why I was so turned on by this guy but I really enjoyed licking his hole, pushing my tongue as far up him as I could and when he told me he wanted to fuck me, I didn't hesitate. A short time later, my trousers and pants were down at my knees and Ian's big cock was up my arse. He fucked me well and I enjoyed every minute of it. He gave me a really good, hard fuck and neither of us had even mentioned condoms. I was bent forward now and he was fucking me really hard and then suddenly I could see someone standing at the top of the slope watching us fuck. It was dark now and I couldn't see who it was. I could only hope that it wasn't my partner or one of his friends but there was nothing I could do about it now so I bent further forward and told Ian to fuck me harder. It was the best fuck I had had in a long time and I was really close to cumming without even touching my cock. I could feel Ian was getting close and he said "I'm close.....very close" and then he added "You want me to breed you, don't you?" I nodded - just at that moment I wanted nothing more and seconds later I got my wish. I could actually feel his cum pumping into my unprotected arse and I knew I was getting a big load up me. As soon as I touched my cock I shot my load out in front of me as Ian continued breeding me. I was very lucky my partner didn't find out what I had been up to. I never found out who had watched me taking it up the arse in the bushes and I don't really know why I was so turned on by someone that I didn't really like and didn't find attractive - but it was one of the best fucks I ever had as well as one of the riskiest. Part 11 to follow

A few weeks back I spent the whole night barebacking a 20s slim, petite Indian bum boy; we were both nicely 'warmed up' and it was his birthday and my present to him was his first all night session His ass hole was amazingly tight, even for a slim younger Asian, and it was a beautiful feeling barebacking such a tight and not yet very experienced hole. He got so hard and horned that his cock, not huge, grew rock hard, and, well after a night of fucking him, I sat on it and he shot his load into my guts. A very happy birthday indeed. Almost as soon as he left, in fact as he was getting dressed, another 20s boy, Vietnamese, contacted me, and after a short rest he was on his way over. He'd been up all night like me and when he arrived I fucked him pretty much non-stop for about 2 hours. He soon fell asleep and I moved into another room to let him rest and fell asleep myself I woke up maybe 2 hours later with him naked in the room where I was, saying he might head home, but one I started caressing him and kissing him we both got super horned and headed back to bed. Let's just say that his ass got well used. Two hot young Asians in one night and day. Just what life is meant to be

I've never done much with piss, although when locked in chastity I developed a nappy (diaper) fetish and would go to McDonald's and piss in it. This lead to a little fantasy I'd still like to play out sometime:- ------------------- Me and another, both in grey trackies, both with nappies on, go to McDonalds and keep buying the other drink after drink. Within half an hour or so, we had both pissed our nappies, however they both held and contained the liquid without any problems. Loser was going to be the one who maxed-out his nappy and got piss soaking and visibly showing on his trackies. Obviously that was not going to be enough of a punishment, so after leaving McDonald's we would go somewhere quiet and the winner would get to empty his bladder all over the fully dressed loser. Just to make things a little worse, the loser had to stay wondering around town until he was completely dry and everyone could smell the piss. -------------------- Maybe I'll get to play out the scenario sometime!

I had been back in London for a few weeks, after years away, and had not had a chance to seek out any gay cruising haunts, all the ones I had known in the 90's were gone, but after I got a job on a building site in the borough and was carrying on with my closeted life. There was no chance that any of the other guys were up for a bit of cock action. I had just finished a Saturday morning shift (Saturdays are half days on building sites) and most of the other lads were either going to football matches or home to the family. I decided I'd hit one of the local pubs before heading home, so I went into a little pub near Borough Station and ordered up my usual bottle of Becks and started reading a paper. After a few minutes I got the feeling I was being watched and realised a guy was furtively steeling glances at me, but as it was definately not a gay bar I just ignored my feeling and got back to my paper. After a while I headed to to toilet for a piss and was pleased and surprised to find the guy who I thought had been watching me, follow me in. He gave me a smile as he pulled up to the next urinal and fished his dick out of his jeans. When I saw he was semi-hard I knew where this was going, or at least, I thought I did. At this point I should describe myself. I am 33 and in pretty good shape from working the building game for the last five years, am six feet in height, 12.5 stone and have a smooth body with a nice seven inch dick. I have never been out, and other than the guys I've had sex with, pretty much no-one else knows I'm gay. Back to Saturday afternoon now.... "So, you been working today", the guy with the semi said, starting up a conversation. I checked him out and we were a pretty good match, about the same age, height and weight, although I must admit his dick looked like it had an extra inch or two on mine. "Yes mate, just finished on the site" I replied, stroking my own semi now to let him know I was interested. "Any plans for the afternoon?" he asked, still stroking his now hard and very nice dick. "No, I'm easy" I said, adding "I haven't made any plans yet." He told me had a place five minutes away and asked me if I wanted to come round, introducing himself as Stuart. "Sure mate" I said, "I'm Al." We got to his place in the promised five minutes, and he immediately started stripping off his clothing. He had a lean body with a dusting of hair on his chest and abs, and when his shorts came off, his dick stood proud at a good eight inches with a lovely big mushroom head already dripping some pre-cum. By this time I was also naked, and I immediately went down onto my knees and put the tip of my tongue againt his slit and lapped up the trickle of juice oozing from his tool. I worked my way round his dickhead before enveloping the bellend wholly in my mouth and tasting his hot cock. As an expert deepthroat, it wasn't long before his whole dick was sliding in and out of my throat. He moved us onto his bed and, as I continued sucking on his dick, he starting fingering at my ass while I ladled some of the thick gloopy spit you produce when giving deepthroat onto my ass to lube his fingers and my ass. "Man, I want to fuck that ass" he commented as he continued opening up my hole with his fingers, adding "I wanna feel my dick inside that hot hole. Suck my dick and make it real hard and wet for your hole." "Fuck Stuart, I want your dick in my hole. Don't worry mate, you can have as much of my ass as you like. I'll make sure your dick is good and hard to fuck me, dig out the condoms and get ready to fill my hole." Stuart pulled his dick away from me and got off the bed, suddenly the whole mood had changed. "What's up mate, what did I say? I thought we were going well." "Fuck sake Al, why did you have to mention condoms? I only fuck bareback. I fucking hate condoms, I never use them. I was hoping to fuck you raw. A fuck isn't a fuck unless you finish the job and dump your load in a hot ass. That's what's on offer here, mate. If you want to get fucked, you're gonna take it raw - and you are gonna have to take a load. Sorry Al, but that's the way it is." Well fuck me, we've all had the bareback fantasies, imagining taking loads, feeling a guy cum inside us, and now here it was, on offer, right infront of me, and on offer from a real horny fucker with a dick like a pornstar. "Sorry Stuart, I didn't mean to ruin the mood. I just assumed it would be with a condom, but if bareback is what's on offer, then bareback it is!" There it was. I said it. I had just agreed to my first bareback fuck! I didn't know I was going to say it until the words came out my mouth but I said yes to bareback and I had the biggest hardon of my life! The change in the mood now was even more marked than before, but this time it was a change for the better. A big change for the better! A real evil smirk appeared on Stuarts face as he told me to kneel on the edge of the bed and let him see my asshole. I knelt on the bed and raised my ass in the air exposing my hole to him, ready to take my first raw dick. I felt his dickhead rub up and down going over my hole, smearing me with his precum and teasing at my bud, then he started working it in, gently easing the head into my well-lubed hole until my ass muscles clamped round the mushroom head as it passed my sphincter. I had never felt more fucking horny in my life. He continued easing his dick into my ass until I felt his pubes on my back and his balls touching mine, then he started long slow strokes in and out, over and over, just massaging my guts with his huge mushroom cock. "How does that feel AL?", he asked as he fucked away at my ass, "there's no better feeling than raw cock inside you, is there? I can tell how much you love my raw cock. You're purring like fucking kitten - you're fucking loving it." I was loving it, and I told him as much, but honestly there was no need: my body was sending out messages that I could never find words to convey. "OK Al, turn over onto your back. I'm getting pretty close and I want us to be face to face, eyeball to eyeball, when I give you your first load. I want your eyes to tell me how much you want it, and I want you to see in my eyes exactly what I am giving you." For the few seconds that he was out of my ass when we were adjusting positions I felt so empty. This experience was very different than anything I had felt before. It was really intense and I didn't just want that dick back inside me, I needed that dick back inside me! I lay on my back and raised my legs onto his shoulders, not taking my eyes off of his as he re-entered my hole, quickly resuming a steady and intense fucking motion using my ass as it had never been used before. Every stroke felt like heaven, and now I could look into his eyes and see how much it meant to him, it meant even more to me. I had to please this man, I had to give him what he wanted. I had to take his load. "No going back now, no going back now," he said, adding "After you have taken this boy, everything changes. There's no going back, for what you are about to receive you should be truly thankful. No going back Al. This is it. This is where it all changes. Fuck Al, there's no going back." He managed one more time as he let out a huge roar as he started dumping his seed deep inside me. He never closed his eyes and never took them off my eyes for a single second as pumped load after load of seed into me. After a few minutes he collapsed on top of me and we lay there, him still inside me, for about ten minutes before he had the energy to move or speak. He gently slipped his dick out of my ass and kissed me on the lips, asking "Do you know what just happened? Do you know what I just gave you?" I kissed him and with a smile replied "I think you may just have given me my freedom." He smiled broadly. Over the rest of Saturday, Sunday and Monday, when I called the site to say I couldn't come in, I thought I'd picked up a bug. Stuart was either on the phone or the net, getting all his buddies to come over and play with his new toy - me! By the time I finally went home on Monday night, I had gone from vanilla closet boy, to bareback slut, having taken 14 loads from his friends and an additional five from Stuart. Every time I took a load that weekend he asked me if I knew what I had just been given, and every time I replied "Yes, and thank you!"

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

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 IX I was finally getting that close up look at this guys huge cock. It was in my face and then I had the head of it in my mouth before I knew what I was doing. He was sucking my cock and ramming my big dildo in and out of my ass. He was pounding my hole hard and fast with that dildo and had me just floating away with the fantastic feelings he was causing. I tried to get more of his cock in my mouth but it was just so huge I could barely get a couple of inches past the head of it in me. I could feel myself getting harder and harder and was very close to cumming, when he all at once stopped sucking and grabbed the base of my cock with his free hand hard. It completely stopped the sensation and he just held on tight for a bit. I groaned around his cock and he then told me he didn't want me to cum yet, just keep edging a while and then make it a really good orgasm for me. I just wriggled around as he had not quit ramming my hole with his other hand with the dildo. I was going into overdrive more wanting to get off but loving the sensation also. After a few minutes, he started to lick my cock up and down. Then he eased it into his mouth a little at a time. He was driving me wild and I was sucking his cock and then would take it out of my mouth and lick all of it I could get to. This huge cock was magnificent. I had never seen nor felt anything like it before and was doing my best to just worship it. As I got it back in my mouth he suddenly pushed it in hard and basically gagged me hard. I was gasping but he was on top of me and I could do nothing and then he let up and I was able to get a gasp of air and then he did it again. He kept this up, alternating between almost choking my air off completely and then letting me have just a gasp of air. I was loving his attention to my cock and ass but was getting so little air I was getting a little dizzy from it. Then just when I didn't think I could take it much more he pulled his cock out of my mouth and at the same time pulled the dildo out of my ass. I arched my back involuntarily from the sensation of being empty and not wanting to be. As he tossed the dildo aside he then let go of my cock with his mouth, grabbed my legs and lifted them up and pulled my ass up from the blanket and then his mouth was clamped to my hole and his tongue went to work. He use his tongue to rub around and around my open hole and then would drive it into me. I was almost able to dump him off of me when he did that from jerking my entire body as he caused such a wild sensation of pleasure. Lucky for us both he was bigger than me and was able to hang on and kept on rimming me driving his tongue as deep as he could push it into me. As he did this he eased up off of me then and turned around and without getting his mouth off of my hole put my legs up over his shoulders and was then looking up at me. He lifted my ass up just enough that as I lifted my head up to look down there I was looking him right in the eyes as he kept rimming me. He was really driving me more and more crazy and then one of his hands took ahold of my cock and started to pump it. I don't think I had ever been this wild before and was basically driving my ass and cock at him for more. Then he broke off rimming me and his lips started up across my balls, stopping to suck each of them into his hot mouth for a bit. Then higher and took just the head of my cock into his heated mouth as he continued to pump my cock with his hand. Then he started kissing his way up my stomach to my chest and then back and forth kissing and nipping at my nipples for a while. I was getting close to cumming again as these sensations were just too much for me to handle. Then, as his kisses came up across my throat and then to my mouth I felt his cock hit my ass. I froze up some then. Wait, was I wanting to go all the way like this. The only cock that had been in me for a long time was my boyfriend's. Did I want to completely cheat on him. I was way over the line now, but this was too much, wasn't it? He must have felt me tense up though as his hand stroked me faster then and his tongue went deep into my mouth then in a very hot passionate kiss. He just rubbed his cock around my crack a little as I relaxed some thinking that was all he was going to do. His hand on my cock felt so good stroking away. I know I had never felt this much pleasure before and I could think of nothing else but my approaching orgasm. He broke the kiss off and looked me in the eyes as he told me I was fantastic and he loved the feelings of my body against his. His almost hypnotic voice had me just falling deeper and deeper into his eyes. I could tell I was about to cum when, again, he quit stroking my cock and grabbed the base of it hard. Again I groaned my frustration but he quickly started to stroke me again. My groan turned into moan of pleasure then and I felt a new pressure also. It then came to me that he had started pushing his cock into my hole. The head was already in. I had never felt so full and his cock just kept slipping further and further into my hot open ass. My eyes got very big but he just kept looking into them deeply and his voice kept telling me to relax and enjoy. I could not move. After, what seemed like an eternity, his cock stopped moving into me. I was finally able to move a little and reached down and felt my ass and his huge cock was buried completely in my hole. I could not believe it. That huge monster cock completely in me. I almost freaked out then, but his mouth came down on mine again and his tongue went deep into mine. He then started to pull back out with his cock until just the head of it was all that was left in me. He then pushed back in slowly and in and out like that oh so easy and slow. I was just moaning continually now from the intense feelings. I could feel that cock stretching me like nothing before had including my large dildo. It was more fantastic than anything ever before. In about 10 minutes of this he started to pick up the pace, faster and faster and harder and harder. He was driving every inch of his cock into me as deeply as he could. He pushed my legs up higher and higher until I was on my shoulders and my hole pointing straight up. He was pile driving my ass fast, hard and deep as it could go. My own cock was pointing straight into my face and only about 3 inches above it. He kept it going for a good 15 minutes more and then I could tell a difference in his breathing and knew he was getting close. My own cock was throbbing from his pummeling of my protate. I knew I was close to cumming again too. Then he leaned down a little and told me he was cumming and my own cock exploded right into my own mouth. As I felt his huge cum filling me up he then grinned and told me it was great to be able to fill my hole with his very high viral load of cum.

Part VI I arrived at the park quite early and didn't seem to be anyone around the area at all yet. It was already a nice day out. I walked up the trail a bit looking for a good hideout and watch spot. Needed to be well hidden but also have a clear view of the trail and yet not a long ways off either as I did not think to bring binoculars until I got there. I thought of that and it would have been a lot safer even as I could really get a ways away and still watch good. It took me about a half an hour of looking to find what I thought was a good spot. Only about 10 yards off of the trail but well concealed by bushes and brush but also open enough to see well and it was where the main trail split into two so if he turned off I would still see him. I thought this is an ideal spot. I settled in and put my bag down and laid out a blanket I had brought with me and sprayed the area for bugs too. Would hate to be flailing at bugs when he came by and caught me like that. LOL I brought along a book and settled down to read and watch the trail and see who would come by and hoped this was a good day for him and I would finally get to see that huge 11" cock even if it would probably not be hard while walking along. I was sure hoping he stayed fairly well hung while limp as many would be 'growers' and look smaller so hope he was a 'shower' as well has huge. Soon I could hear someone coming and a guy came around the slight bend in the trail, but I was somewhat disappointed it was not THE guy. I took a look anyway and was pleasantly surprised a little as this guy had a pretty damn nice cock of his own. Wasn't hard but seemed to be up at least a little and looked like when up it could probably be a good 7" or a little over. Very nice I thought. He went on up the trail and it was only just a few minutes until I heard another guy coming. I was definitely surprised this time as he wasn't hard but seemed to be up some also and looked to be a bit larger than the first guy that came by. I thought, this could be a good day, at least for looking. It was starting to warm up too, so I thought, what the heck, I am well hidden, and took off my shorts and shirt and just sat back down in my jock. I had barely sat down when another guy was coming along. This guy seemed to be stroking his cock as he walked along. Very cool is all I could think of and wow, his cock definitely looked to be a good 9" long. This was really getting good I thought. That guy barely got out of sight when another one came along and this time my mouth dropped open for sure. Crazy day or what? This guy definitely was hard and looked as long as the last guy but huge around like a beer can. My mouth dropped open and all I could do was stare. As he got out of sight, I found that without thinking I had three fingers up my own butt. I was really turned on by this. This was even better in some ways than my computer where all I could see were cocks a long ways away from me. I grabbed my dildo and decided I just had to play some as I was really getting turned on by this display of cocks and my ass needed more play for sure. As I started to play by rubbing my dildo on my hole. I grabbed my lube and then rubbed a lot on the dildo and just as I was rubbing lube on and in my hole I heard another someone coming. It dawned on me that it was coming from the other direction though. I turned my head to look and the last two guys came walking down the trail together and stroking each others cocks as they walked slowly along. They got basically right in front of me and stopped for a bit and were really making out hot and heavy for a bit and I thought for sure they were going to fuck right there. Then they finally broke apart a little and walked on down the trail again. I found that again, without thinking, had my entire huge dildo buried completely in my hole and hadn't even known I had done. My hole was on fire and needing attention badly after that display. I laid down on my blanket on my back then and raised my legs up and grabbed my dildo with both hands and started ramming it in and out of my ass. God, those two guys were hot. I thought of both of those cocks doing me and then thought, what the hell, all 4 of the guys that had gone by, one after the other after the other. My cock was standing at attention for sure as I rammed my dildo into my ass faster and faster with both hands. I was so hot I could have lit a campfire, I think, with the heat I was generating. My cock was tingling and I could tell I was getting close to cumming without touching it. I had my eyes closed and then I thought of THE guy and his huge cock and hoped he didn't come by for a little bit yet as I would miss him for sure as I could not stop now. Then I felt it, not my orgasm, but a hand touching my cock and both of mine were still on my dildo. Before I could open my eyes another hand gently covered my eyes and THE voice told me to just lay still for a bit. I almost shot my load when I heard this voice. Then I felt what had to be his lips cover the head of my cock and ever so slowly my cock slipped deeper and deeper into his mouth until I felt his chin resting on my stomach. It was exquisite and all I could do to not shoot my load immediately and he seemed to sense it and eased up a little and then his hand squeezed the base of my cock to slow the feelings down a ways. Then he took it all in again and then let my cock out until just the head was encased in him and I could feel his lips so soft against the underside of the head of my cock. Fantastic. Again his head went down slowly engulfing my cock anew. Torture but oh so fine. I reached my hand out trying to get ahold of his cock but he pushed my hand up until I felt a nipple. I stroked it and pinched it and pulled on it and he was moaning in pleasure, or maybe it was me. Oh what feelings. Then I felt him take ahold of my dildo which I had almost forgotten about and started to stroke it in me in time to his mouth on my cock, in and out and in and out, oh so slowly and tantalizing. The he got faster and harder with the dildo, ramming me even faster and harder than I could do myself and his mouth sucking furiously on my cock. Then it was happening, my ass started to twitch and my cock erupted in a huge orgasm and splash after splash of cum was going down his throat. It was so intense I almost passed out and then, no more. As I came down from my high, I opened my eyes and he was just going out of sight over the hill. He stopped just for a moment and turned and waved and finally I got to see his cock and even from a distance of about 50 ft. I could tell how really huge it was. WOW I started to get up and yell for him to stop, but was just too slow and weak from my own orgasm and he was gone again. DAMN, I wanted to at least touch that cock now that I had seen it. Just too far away. Damn, damn, damn. What a tease.

My step dad starting screwing me when I was 12. He was 6'2'' 220 solid muscular pounds, and had a big 9 inch thick cock. He would sit down and talk to me about having sex with girls, and on this one day, he asked me was I getting horny to have sex. I told him that I was having dreams too and would wake up in the mornings with a hard on. He told me that it was normal to wake up that way. In his warp way of getting me to give up my ass to him, he showed me how to jerk off while fingering my ass. At the time, I didn't know that what he was doing was prepping my hole to take his big bone. He would stroke with me, telling me that it was normal for boys to do that, and it was their dad or big brother's job to show boys entering puberty how to do it. In a sense I was embarrassed by it, but loved how he would stroke me sometimes, while fingering me, making me shoot very huge and explosive loads. Making a long story short, one day he told me that he wanted to slide his bone in my hole, and since he had worked up 4 fingers in my hole, he said that he wouldn't hurt. Since my mom was suffering from kidney disease he said that he needed a hole to use, and that mine was ready for him. He also said to me that I didn't have a choice in the matter, and that I would learn to like taking his bone as I would be getting off feeling him inside of me. Well he was right. I got the sense that if I rejected his offer, that meant he would rape me, and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. I still remember his musk body odor, and how he would stroke me hard, then slide in my ass. It always hurt initially, but felt good when he would stroke my hard cock to make me cum. He would bone me about 5 times a week, sometimes two and three times a day. He didn't care if my ass was clean, and that would freak me out, cause he just wiped off his bone, and kept screwing me until he shot his load.