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Chapter 1 – We Meet at Last I’d been chatting online with David for a while. He is a 24-year-old guy and says that he has never been with a man but knows that he wants to experience everything that two guys can do together. He first hit me up because he likes older guys and is looking for someone with experience to introduce him to gay sex. As a 64-year-old, I was doubtful that we would ever meet but it was fun to chat with him and find out more about him. He told me he is 6’2”, 190, with dark hair and blue eyes. We never exchanged face pics, but he sent me several other pics. He’s well-built with a nice hairy chest. His cock is larger than average, and his ass is hairy too. I convinced him that some guys, like me, really like a hairy ass. He had tried shaving in the past and felt that it was tough to maintain, so he had let the hair grow back. He also told me that he had a beard. I’m shorter than him at 5’11” and weigh about 195 pounds. I have blond hair that is going grey now, with hazel eyes. My body is only lightly hairy. Overall, not bad for 64, but it is hard to see how a handsome 24-year-old would be interested. Nevertheless, we continued our online chatting. We’d gone through the standard laundry list of things guys do when David asked me if I had ever partied. I told him I had, and it made a fun experience even better. He said he wanted to try T but had never had the chance. If we got together, I’d make damn sure he had the chance! David asked me if I had any plans for an upcoming long weekend. Some buddies and I had talked about getting together to party and play, but I told David that I was free. He asked if it would be OK if he came down to see me. I said he would be very welcome to come and visit and told him that he could stay as long as he wanted. He said that he would be there Friday evening. Before Friday, I made sure that my playroom was well stocked with poppers, lube, toys, and all the other things that we might end up needing. The sling was ready to go, and I had lots of food and drinks for us. David arrived around 8:30. He was quite handsome and was dressed in shorts and a tight polo shirt. Some chest hair peeked out around the collar, which is always a turn-on for me. His arms and legs were also covered in some nice fur. I was wearing a pair of shorts and a T shirt, with a jockstrap on under my shorts. We started out in the living room, taking the time to learn a little more about each other now that we met in person. I offered him something to drink, and he chose beer, so we both had cold bottles in our hands. After some awkwardness, we started talking about our sexual wants and needs. David confessed that he had gotten and given a few blowjobs and had once had a guy eat his ass. Unfortunately, that was the guy who suggested that he shave his ass to be more acceptable. I assured him once again that a lot of guys like a hairy ass. “Why don’t you take off your clothes and show me your hairy ass?” I said. David demurred a bit, so I suggested that we could both undress each other. He was OK with that. First, he took off my shirt, and then I reached over and lifted his polo over his head. Damn, he was a hot guy. Defined chest with hair in all the right places. I felt him up a bit, then licked his nipple to see how he’d react. He responded well, so I spent some time working over his chest and nipples with my hands and mouth. I worked my way lower and played around the top of his shorts. I could tell that his cock was straining against the fabric. I unbuttoned his shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. He was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein underwear. I buried my face and nose in his open shorts, mouthing his hard cock through the fabric. He was moaning and writhing around and then got up to take off his shorts. I said, “Let’s take off your underwear too”. David replied, “Only if you do it too”. Of course, I was happy to oblige, but I was planning to leave my jockstrap on for a while. It’s gotten a lot of use, shows some wear, and has a great, sexy aroma. My shorts came off, and I pulled David’s underwear off his tight body. He had a nice bush surrounding a sweet cock. It was hard and throbbing and about 8” long. Reasonably thick too. His balls were hairy, and when I reached back to pull his cock towards me, I was able to feel his wonderfully hairy ass. His cock pumped out a spot of precum, which I gladly licked off his dick. He shuddered in delight as my mouth touched his cock. David stood there, so I crouched down in front of him to take his cock in my mouth. I love this position since it allows my hole to open up. Knowing what was coming through the night, I wanted to be as open and available as possible. While sucking his dick, I was also massaging his ass. While his dick was great and kept giving me more precum, I really wanted to see his ass. I sat down on the sofa and said to David, “Turn around and show me your ass.” He did, and my cock leaked some precum. He had one hot ass! Nicely furred with dark hair, I could see how it got more dense in his ass crack. He also had that sexy triangle of hair on his lower back. I leaned forward to rub my face all over his ass, licking and fondling as I went. I probed a little bit around his hole but wanted to save the best for later. “Let’s go in the bedroom and get more comfortable,” I suggested. He nodded, and I led the way into the room. David’s eyes grew wide when he saw the playroom. He said, “I guess you have had some good times in here”. “And we are about to have some great times,” I replied. “Let’s get the party started”.

Part 5 Uncle Chester set up the game mat in the living room. Already, I knew this game was going to include a lot of contact. Some part of me thought it was deliberate. But perhaps a simple game would be fun. I hadn’t played Twister in a long time. Uncle had a semi hard dick. It had calmed down since the bedroom, but it still had some energy in it. When everything was set up, he was stroking it a little. “Alright Will you know the objective, right? Keep touching the correct dots without falling?” "Yeah, I remember.” “But the real trick to it is to try and position your body so you can make the other guy stumble. It can be pretty rowdy with the right players.” “I see what you mean. I usually had a hard time keeping upright, so I didn’t think to try and knock others down.” “I’m sure you’ll be limber enough to keep up with me.” He was playing with his cock more. It was getting harder again, despite having ejaculated earlier. “So if we’re both playing, who’s gonna spin the dial?” “I’ll be in charge of that. I’ll spin it for a while, then I’ll just call out random combinations when I can’t reach the spinner anymore. It’ll be the same thing. Now let’s get started.” Uncle Chester proceeded to spin the dial. Right foot red. We both positioned accordingly, and then he spun again and called out the results. It started out fun. The two of us were trying to find positions that would keep us stable and laughing at the contortion attempts. Uncle was more limber than I thought. He kept up with my every move. But as I initially suspected, it didn’t take long before uncle Chester’s dick started rubbing up against me. Every new move he called out caused it to rub up against me more, and each time it felt more erect. I was trying not to mind it. It was just his quirky personality after all. As our bodies were getting intertwined with each new improvised move uncle Chester would call out I was having a hard time keeping balance. I was in a position where I was basically on all fours. Then uncle called ‘left foot green’. I was able to move my foot OK enough, but uncle had to swing his leg over me to plant his foot down. When he did, he ended up straddling me. It was humorous at first, but once he was situated his massive tool between his legs swung up to slap me in the ass. “Oh, this is an interesting position. How are you going to navigate around my cock?“ He wiggled his hips a few times, causing his dick to slide between my cheeks and press up against my asshole. “This would be easier if you didn’t have an erection, uncle. How are you still hard?“ “I take plenty of pills to keep me going. Gotta admit the heat coming off of your greased up hole is contributing to it.“ “Greased?“ “You still have a good amount of Vaseline from the shower down there, making your ass slippery.“ He then called out another limb and color. His arm ended up wrapped around my neck. His body ensnaring me further. “Perhaps you should move it? It seems to be making the game harder with it poking me.” “I have a better idea.“ That’s when uncle Chester, thrust his hips forward, and his cock abruptly plunged into my ass. “Ah! Holy shit! Uncle, it went in! Your cock is in me!” The intrusion was quick and effortless; my lubed-up ass couldn’t give any resistance to it. "Oh relax, Will. I’m just putting it somewhere safe so we can continue playing easier. Besides, that’s only half of my length.“ He called out another color along with the right foot. With our new positions, uncle’s hips went further towards me, and more of his length slid deep into my ass. “Agh! Uncle Chester, we’re having sex! I know you like being naked, but I think this is crossing a line.“ “We’re not having sex. I’m just keeping it firmly planted in you for convenience. Believe me, if we were having sex, you would know. Your ass would be taking a very rough pounding. Besides, you were inside my ass earlier, and it was no big deal. Right now, my little friend down there is just popping in to say hi. It really likes you, Will. Your insides are so warm and inviting. You can handle the insertion just for the duration of the game, can’t you?“ “But uncle, you’re poz…” “Yeah, that gives me an idea. Hey Will. How about we make this interesting? If I win the game, you let me fuck you and cum inside your guts. If you win, then I’ll give you a special treat later. Sound fun?“ It was hard to concentrate; the feeling of uncle’s cock inside me was making it difficult to play the game. Sure, it felt similar to the shower with the dildo, but this was my uncle's raw cock. “Fuck me? Cum inside me? But won’t I get HIV?” “Not if you win. You’re a young, fit man. I am fairly certain you can handle it. It’s a safe bet. I am getting too old for this game anyway, so I figured I’d put in some ridiculous steaks that I am sure I won’t achieve. Come on, don’t be so serious. We’re having fun, right?” “I guess so.” "Fantastic, then it’s agreed; if I win, I get to poz my nephew's ass." Wait, did I actually agree to that? Before I could interject any further, uncle Chester called out a new position and ended up giving my ass another hard hump. His cock gave a hard knock inside me, causing me to grunt, half in pain and half in pleasure. As the game went on, uncle managed to keep his cock inside me. There were some positions where I was able to pull my ass away slightly, but he was always keeping it in. A lot of the positions he called for caused his hips to plunge into me. His hips didn’t meet my ass though. His cock was too big for that. With each position change, he was more aggressive than the last, my guts got a bit of a beating from him. “Agh, ah! Uncle, weren’t you supposed to wait till after the game before you fucked me?“ “Oh you silly boy, you think that is fucking you. These are just simple maneuvers to make the game easier. That’s not how I fuck. Here, let me give you a preview of how I fuck, so you’ll know when it happens.“ Uncle Chester pulled his hips away, and his cock slid almost all the way out. Then he gave a mighty thrust and jammed his cock all the way in. “Ah! Oh god!” He started slamming his hips into me, thrusting his cock in and out. My senses were immediately overwhelmed by the feeling of his massive cock demolishing my insides. He fucked like a jackhammer. He was very forceful and slammed his dick all the way down to the base. My insides were hurting as they were trying to accommodate the full length of him. I felt his balls slap against mine with each slam. The sounds his cock in my ass made were wet and sloppy. Taking a cock that big was definitely painful, but it also felt really good, and my body felt paralyzed by it. “Oh, fuck! Uncle… that’s too much! Oh, God!“ He didn’t say anything; he focused entirely on the merciless drilling into me. It was like we weren’t even playing the game at that point anymore. He was focused on fucking me there in the living room. I couldn’t help but moan with each balls deep slam. He was grunting every time his cock went all the way inside me. For such a skinny old man, he seemed to have unlimited energy. The sounds of my hole getting violated by his savage meat were lewd and gushy. Then he stopped. It was like a switch was flipped, and he resumed how he was previously. “See? That’s how I fuck. This right here. This is just simply keeping it snug inside of you.” He called out a new position and adjusted himself accordingly. My mind was foggy. My ass was sore, and my heart was racing. What just happened? It was like he transformed into a monster just a moment ago. My body was on fire, and I was having a hard time keeping my balance. “Uncle… that was…” I was out of breath. “Yeah, I know. I was building up to unload pretty quickly there as well. Good thing for you, I wasn’t fucking you for real, or else you would be flooded with some highly infectious poz cum by now.“ “Uncle…” I was having a hard time getting my words out. “…Please don’t cum in me.“ “Then keep playing the game, Will. You should put more effort in. As close as I am, there’s a good possibility I might shoot off in the middle of the action. Your ass feels so good. It’s definitely putting cracks in the dam.“ He called off a new position, and we both adjusted. The feeling of his hard cock deep inside me, gradually, thrusting with each move. I had to think about how to get him to trip. He was keeping up with the game better than I thought. He was able to move between the dots on the mat while giving more thrusts with his huge cock. That’s when I got an idea. The next position called out I thrust my ass back into him thrusting into me. “Oh, seems like you’re trying to encourage something to spill out. No complaints here, just surprised how eager you’re getting.” It may have hurt more to slam my ass into his cock on the position changes, but if it could break his focus, I was gonna go for it. A new position, another ass thrust. Uncle was giving multiple more jabs each time, and I was meeting him in kind. He was having a hard time calling out new positions as his hips kept digging into me and I was bouncing back into him, I could barely stand it. But on his last position call, he was more focused on digging into me. I noticed he didn’t have his hand on the correct dot. While his cock was still burrowed into my ass, I managed to point out that detail. “Ah… there. You loose uncle.” I motioned towards his improperly placed hand. His motions stopped, and then he noticed it too. “Oh crap. Well, look at that.” Having realized he lost, he let his body collapse onto mine, pinning me to the ground. When he did, I felt his cock stab deep into me. “Ow, agh!” I yelled a bit as my insides took a harsh skewering. Uncle was simply relaxing on top of me. “You cheeky little man. You used your ass against me, didn’t you? Well, that’s definitely a creative way to win.” He seemed amused by my victory. “Yeah, I think you can pull it out now…” I was trying to endure his length. It was far too big for me, even with the previous pounding he gave me during the game. Uncle took a moment to respond. Then he wiggled his hips back and forth, stirring me up inside. I grunted. “I suppose so. Shame really. You feel so good Will.” His hip-wiggling stopped, then he slowly lifted his hips and pulled his massive snake out of me. It was such a relief to have it out. I sat up and rubbed my ass a bit. It was sore but I was still intact. Then the realization kicked in. My poz uncle had his cock in me. Oh my god that was so reckless. I could have caught it. I didn’t even know if I already had it depending on how much he dripped pre inside me. He also had a pozzing fetish, but that wouldn’t apply to me, would it? I was his nephew. He wouldn’t have that kind of agenda. A conflicted part of me admittedly liked the feeling of such a huge cock inside me, but that was family. Sure, I may have had mine inside him very briefly, but taking his in me was an entirely different ballgame. "Hey, uncle Chester. Maybe we should do that again? You putting your dick inside me like that?” “Did it feel bad? Did I hurt you too much?” “No, it felt good, and it hurt a little, but I could handle it. But us having sex, well… doesn’t that seem wrong?” “Only if it feels wrong. Did my cock feel wrong inside you?” “No?” That didn’t feel like a simple question to answer. Sure, physically, it felt good, but I didn’t know how to articulate the nuances of the ethical… moral, eh fuck it, the messed up incest fucking we did. So all I could mutter was a simple ‘no’. “Then there’s nothing wrong with us feeling good together. But I get you. I’ll stay out of your ass for now.” He grabbed his cock and wiggled it in front of me. “But this fella may have other ideas, he he.” He sounded like he was joking, so I disregarded that last comment. So, like nothing happened at all; we were back to how we were. Uncle and nephew naked around the house and occupying our time. I was still feeling sore in my guts but that eventually passed. We played other board games, this time no insertion required. Uncle stayed hard for a lot of the day. It was like he was saving it for something. The evening came, and soon we were going to get ready for a night out. A chance to put some clothes on and see more of the city. Despite uncles mischievous behavior, I was still enjoying my time with him, but I was also looking forward to meeting other people and experiencing some gay nightlife. When it was time to go uncle took me to his room and we spent time getting dressed. Uncle Chester was going through several things and couldn’t decide what he wanted to wear. He modeled a few outfits for me and eventually decided on black jeans and a leather vest. His jeans did nothing to hide his dick size. I could still clearly see its size and shape like a shrink wrapped sausage. He wore a harness underneath which looked out of place on his small framed body. I put on the black pants he picked out for me and a black shirt. They were tight and showed off my entire form. They weren’t normally my style but if I was going to gay bars then I might as well get used to showing off a bit. Uncle Chester rubbed me up and down, feeling how well the clothes fit. But really it seemed like he just wanted to touch me. I didn’t mind. I was growing more accustomed to how he behaves. And narrowly avoiding begging pozzed by him earlier, getting felt up was no problem for me. We ordered an Uber to get to the bar district. There were plenty of places. Bars, street food vendors. It was a shady part of town and looked a little run down but in San Diego apparently most of the worth while gay areas were like this. Eventually, we arrived in a part of town that had darker buildings with a more industrial look to them. There were a lot of leather daddy types on the streets in this area. “Here it is, Will. One of my favorite places. I’m sure you’ll be popular here.” We wandered to a particular building that didn’t have a front door. We had to go around an alleyway to find the entrance. I was nervous and excited simultaneously. I had been to gay bars before. But this one was in a hard-core part of town. We wandered to a rusted door in an easy to miss corner of winding back alley walkways. Before heading in, uncle was playing with my rear end. Then I felt a draft. “Oh good, that does still work.” He had undone something back there, and now my ass was exposed. I tried to cover it up, but he zipped me back up. “Chester, what was that?” “Just an easy-access flap. I have a bunch of clothes with those. This pair is old, so I’m glad it still worked.” I wasn’t too sure if I was going to be utilizing the flap, but it was kind of hot knowing I was wearing such a kinky pair of pants. I was about to go in when uncle stopped me. "Oh, just one thing before we go. Don’t tell anyone you’re my nephew. If anyone asks, you’re my fuck buddy. It’ll be easier that way, alright?”

Chapter 2 This is the one we call the "black mamba" - about nine inches long, and thick enough to hurt if you aren't experienced. I first mastered it successfully about three months ago, after almost six months of trying. Now it's my starter dildo. M lubes it up and places it on my belly while he works his lubed fingers up my arse. He likes to use only the smallest amount of lube possible. M then walks over to the bed and picks up the dildo harness, steps into it, tightens it up, and spends a while fixing the black mamba into position. He takes his sweet time. My eyes are swivelling as the drugs accelerate. By the time he's ready, I'm almost screaming for him. He takes up his position between my legs and teases my wet hole with the blunt end of the dildo. He takes a roll of toilet paper and slowly makes a wad of it. Then he soaks some poppers into it. "This is what you want isn't it," he says, and holds the wad of poppers-soaked paper over my mouth and nose. He's rough, the fumes are way too intense, I can feel the chemical burn on my skin. I yelp and try to jerk my head away, but he's way too strong for me. He likes to hold me down and force me to take whatever he decides to give me. "I'm going to hold this here until you stop fighting." It's no good, I can't hold my breath, I'm forced to just breathe in the fumes until I'm flying high as a kite. "Relax. Or this is going to hurt," he says keeping the poppers pressed over my face as he slowly works the dildo into me. The pressure increases until the bulbous head breaks through my arse lips and I buck with the sharp pain. He pauses for a second and barks "relax!". I try, but it hurts, and I cry out as he pushes it further in. "You took this easily last time," he grumbles. He keeps pushing. He looks like a kindly old man but there's no mercy from him. He isn't one of those considerate types who hold still waiting for you to "get used to it". He just keeps pushing it slowly further and further into me. He is in control of my body, there's nothing I can do to get away. I know I'll just have to take it. But I can't do it, I can't relax. Then I realise ... this is what I wanted. All those weeks and days and hours of waiting, this is what I was waiting for. And now I'm getting it. So then I just stop fighting. I close my eyes and relax into the intense pressure. The fat dildo just keeps stretching my insides wide open, deeper, deeper, and I breathe in the poppers, and I let it in. "That's better," he says looking down intently at my stretched hole. At some point the tip hits something deep and tight, and I tense up and cry out in pain again, but again he just barks "relax!". I try to explain that it hurts, but the gag muffles me. He slaps me roughly on the face, "shhh". He keeps pushing. Eventually he settles for a slow, shallow fucking rhythm. He lets my insides rest for a while, and the pain eases and I relax a bit. Then he suddenly rams it deeper again without warning, I cry and tense up in pain, he barks at me and slaps me. "Quiet. We'll have security knocking down the door." Then we repeat the cycle all over again. Gradually I get used to the intensity of the sensations. Eventually I'm open, enough so he can ream the black mamba all the way in and out without pause. I still feel the intense pressure but no pain, I'm used to it now. It's part of being fucked. It always takes work like this to get opened up. It isn't "fun" at all. But once I'm open and taking that dildo easily, M pats my head and says "good boy", and I feel stupidly proud of myself. I don't understand why I keep wanting to be subjected to this torture, the pleasure is intense but so is the pain and suffering. I also don't understand why M keeps typing stuff into his phone the whole time. At least, I don't figure it out until later.

Chapter 2 – The Corruption Begins In Chapter 1, I tell about finally meeting up with David, a hot and hairy 24-year-old that I have been chatting with for a while. We’re naked (well, I’m still wearing a jockstrap) and in my playroom. We sat down on the couch in the playroom and felt each other up while making out. David was a good kisser, and I knew that his tongue would feel good in my ass. He was stroking my cock through my jockstrap and making it leak precum. He noticed the wet spot on the front and rubbed his fingers around it, making the wet spot grow bigger. David’s cock was hard the whole time (ah, youth). It looked great standing up in his dense fur. I would lean down and lick off the precum that he was pumping out but held off on a full blow job for a while. I would also massage his balls and move my fingers further down on his body. When I first contacted his hole, he shuddered in delight. He had told me about getting rimmed by a guy, but that guy didn’t like eating a hairy hole. David was going to experience getting rimmed by a guy who loved hairy hole. David said that he wanted to try T, so I asked him if he wanted to smoke a bit. I had smoked some before he got here, but now was the time to share. He said, “Only if you do too.” Of course, I wanted to and was ready to go with a pipe and lighter ready. He had smoked pot before, so he kind of knew the process. I showed him how to melt the crystals and generate some smoke in the pipe. Once the smoke was swirling, I held the stem to my mouth and took a deep hit. I looked him deep in the eyes while I blew out a nice cloud and said, “Are you ready?” He nodded, so I applied the lighter and got the smoke going. When it was ready, I held the stem to his lips and told him to inhale and hold it in. He did, and I watched the rush come over his face as the T hit his body. He exhaled and said, “That was great!”. Of course, this was the opening of a new door in his sexual experiences. I told David we should shotgun my next hit, so we started kissing when I took a huge hit. Wanting to get him really spun, I blew it out into his mouth quickly so that he would get the maximum benefit. We smoked more, sometimes shotgunning, sometimes blowing out our own clouds. David’s eyes were glazing over, and he was looking hotter than ever. During the whole smoke session, we were feeling each other up, and I was pleased to see that David was keeping his dick hard. “Let’s get you in the sling,” I said. It took a little bit of maneuvering to get him in the sling, moved down so that his ass was hanging off the end, and his feet were in the stirrups. Fuck, he looked awesome laying there, with his hairy ass opened and his hard cock laying on his hairy stomach, oozing precum. He was well-spun and looked totally at ease. I licked up some of the precum and took his whole dick in my mouth. He moaned and started thrusting into my mouth. I sucked him for a while but didn’t want him to cum yet. There was a steady flow of precum, which I eagerly swallowed down. Taking his dick out of my mouth, I moved down to licking his balls. They were covered in hair and smelled great. I’d look up at him to see if he was doing OK. He was in heaven, writhing and moaning in ecstasy as I worked on his balls and taint. I slowly moved my way down to his hole. Using my hands to massage and open his ass, I was kissing and licking all over his hairy ass. Occasionally, I’d run my tongue over his hole and was pleased to see it pulse in response to the stimulation. Once I knew that he was ready, I went for his hole, licking around it, moving my tongue in a circular motion, and applying some light suction. David’s hairy hole was awesome. The hair looked so sexy, all matted down with my spit, and his hole was responding nicely to the work. He had reached down to spread his ass wider, so I decided to start tongue fucking him. When my tongue first entered his hole, he gasped, and I felt his hole contract around my tongue. But, then, he got into it and laid back to enjoy the ride. “Let me take some poppers”, he said. The bottle was near him, but I didn’t know if he knew what they were, but it was obvious that he was aware. He took a short sniff in one nostril, then a deep hit in the other. While he held that, I lightly prodded his hole. Once I knew that they had taken effect, I went in for some deep rimming. David moved down a bit in the sling, opening his ass up more and shoving his ass in my face. I reciprocated with some deep tongue work and some suction. I was basically making out with his ass. Once the poppers wore off, David relaxed back in the sling and said he needed a break. Before getting him out of the sling, I cleaned up the precum that had worked its way out of his cock during our rimming session. He motioned me to come up and make out with him, so I licked up a nice blob of precum and shared that with him. I helped David out of the sling and gave him a big hug once he was standing. Feeling his hairy body and hard cock pressed up against me was exciting. We stood, hugging and making out for a while, when David said that I should get in the sling. I got in the sling, and he helped put my feet in the stirrups. Once I was settled in place, he sat down on the stool at my ass and said, “Wow, this really does spread your ass wide. Was mine that opened for you?” I assured him that it was. He just nodded and smiled at that. David started by mouthing my cock through my jock. When I party, I rarely get hard. In fact, my dick often shrinks down to almost nothing. It’s OK because my ass is my primary sex organ when I party. David was having a great time working his mouth over my strap. It has piss and cum stains on it, and I know that it has a great, heady aroma. He pulled the pouch aside and sucked my cock into his mouth, tasting the precum that was oozing out of it. He worked his way lower down and took my shaved balls into his mouth. Either he had done this before, or he was a really quick learner since he knew how to give my balls and good workover. I moved down a bit more in the sling so that my ass was even more accessible to him. He saw what I did and moved his mouth lower down, and started working around my hole. He hadn’t told me that he rimmed a guy, but he seemed to know what he was doing. He spent a lot of time licking my hole on the outside and started a bit of probing with his tongue. He was tentative with this, which is understandable for a first-timer, but he got into it after a while. “I really want to fuck you,” he said. I showed him where the lube was, and he lubed up his cock. I grabbed a bottle and applied some to my ass. He placed his cock at my entrance and slid it in. Damn, his thick cock felt great inside me. He soon had a good pumping rhythm going and was really enjoying himself. I took a few hits of poppers at one point and started to ride his cock, moving my ass back and forth in the sling, which elicited some groans of excitement from him. It wasn’t much longer when he said, “I’m gonna cum.” “Shoot it in me,” I replied. He sped up the pace and soon buried his cock deep in my ass as he pumped out spurt after spurt of cum. He looked dazed afterward and kept slowly pumping his dick inside me. The cum had made my ass sloppy, and he was able to slide around freely. He slowly pulled out and said, “That was fucking awesome!” I told him that we’d only just begun. He helped me out of the sling, and we staggered over to the couch. It was time for some refreshments and maybe another round with the pipe. But, the night was young, and we were just getting things going.

Part 1- Contemplation and Preparation Tonight was the night. After nearly a year of fantasizing, research, and sleepless nights masturbating while reading countless stories of smoking and sexual debauchery, I decided to finally give in to my darkest desires. Standing in front of the nondescript industrial building, I forced myself to finally work up some courage and stepped inside, heart pounding. Taking in my surroundings, I noted how small the entry area was... dimly lit, with a metal security door to the right of what could only be described as a jailhouse-like window. In the corner, a sad-looking ficus filled up the remaining space. Muted, heavy thumping music played in the background, likely muffled by the door. The faintest smell of body odor, mixed with a faint undertone of floral-scented industrial bathroom cleaner, and what I could only assume was the scent of male sex. It reminded me of the movie Cruising with Al Pachino… dingy, seedy, and a little on the wrong side of dangerous. I slowly walked up to the window, promptly setting my cover charge in front of the attendant. I waited, looking at the man before me. He was maybe a bit older than me although much taller, with short cropped black hair, a large septum ring in his nose, and a 5 o’clock shadow surrounding a goatee, wearing a leather harness with a large, already lit cigar smoldering in an ashtray next to him. Tattoos adorned both of his arms, but the one on his left bicep drew my interest the most. Slowly, he looked up from his phone and gave me a once over before pushing my money back. “Sorry, probably going to want to go to another party there, pretty boy,” he sighed, turning his attention back to his phone, “I don’t think you’re going to exactly fit in here tonight. Maybe come back another day.” Even I had to admit that I probably looked out of place for the theme tonight at the sex club. Reddish blond, 5’7, young and fit but not overly muscular, clean cut, and more on the preppy side. However, I was on a mission tonight. Months of planning were not going to go to waste. I knew exactly what I looked like, and I was counting on using it to my fullest advantage. “No,” I said, patiently replying with the same smile I had cultivated working retail in my younger years. As I pushed back the money across the counter, I continued, “I know exactly what tonight is here. And I think I’m in exactly the right place.” Piquing his interest, he looked back up from his phone, grabbed the cigar, and put it in his mouth, one eyebrow threatening to arch up in curiosity before smirking. “Sorry, but you still need to be wearing-“ he started before I quickly cut him off. “Leather? Already wearing a leather jockstrap,” I said, before pulling the neck of my shirt down slightly, “Also wearing a leather harness.” Taking a large puff on the cigar, he blew out a large cloud of the sweet, acrid smoke in my face as he continued, “You know there are a lot of smokers in there tonight, and more than a few…” “Oh, I’m counting on it,” I replied before taking a huge sniff of the cigar smoke, cutting him off while staring openly at his bicep tattoo. “Well,” he said, grabbing the money, “I hope you get exactly what you came here for then, pig. Locker or room?” “I’ll take my chances with the locker,” I quickly replied, feeling my cock slowly start to stir at the banter going on between us, my mind going to dark, perverted places as I watched the cherry on the end of the cigar glow with each puff. He turned sideways, grabbing one of many small brass keys attached to the cheap plastic wrist keychains. Tossing it on the counter, he took another puff on his cigar before picking his phone back up. “Good luck fucker,” he said, smiling as I grabbed the key from him, effectively signing away my fate with that little key. “Thanks,” I said, more shaky than I wanted to admit, be it from anticipation, a little fear, or a ton of excitement. “By the way,” he called out to me as I slowly stepped back from the counter and began walking to the door, “I’m off at midnight. It’s a bit slow right now, but it should be picking up pretty soon. Hope you get exactly what you came for.” I could only nod as I grabbed the door and he buzzed me in, letting the sounds and smells wrap around me in their dark embrace. — Walking down the dim, cinderblock-lined walls, I looked around taking everything in as fast as I could. The music was thumping louder, and I could vaguely make out the sounds of men talking as I got closer to the locker room. The smell of sex was in the air. As was the BO, and a faint underlying smell of piss. Exactly what I expected from all the stories I had read, and people I had chatted with online. I could feel my cock slowly continue to stir under the leather jockstrap. I kept walking, feeling slightly like a fish out of water. Quickly enough, I was in the locker room. Looking down at the key, I found the number and made my way over to the corresponding locker. I quickly stripped out of my carefully picked shirt and smartly pressed pants, folding them up and placing them in the locker, making sure to pull out the bottle of poppers I had purchased online, stuffing it into the small pouch on the right upper harness. Locking the small metal door, I walked over to the large, full-length mirror attached to the concrete pillar across from my locker and took in my appearance. Black leather harness, perfectly framing my slightly muscular and hairless chest, with a single strap going across my chest, just above my pecs. Reddish blond hair expertly styled just barely messy to the side almost touching my bluish-grey eyes. My jockstrap, also leather, with its two yellow striped going back to my taint, divided by a zipper going down the center, and its straps just barely cupping my ass. ‘I look hot’ I thought to myself, taking in my features. That’s when I saw him. Well over 6 feet tall, buzz-cut grey hair, with a large mostly grey beard. Muscular with a tiny bit of fat around the edges. Tattoos everywhere, with a black leather vest and leather chaps, and a leather flat top with silver chain going across it. I could already see several large cigars poking out of the pocket of his vest, with what had to be the largest pipe I’d ever seen in his mouth, smoldering away as he left a cloud of thick smoke in his wake. It was him. After months of watching porn online, and reading what others wrote about my same fantasies, he was right in front of me—the man who would be instrumental in my long-fantasized self-destruction.

As soon as I came down from that high, I knew one thing. I had to get myself knocked up. My fantasy of fucking Jason full of HIV laden spunk notwithstanding. I laid there for a few more minutes. This sense of urgency rose in me. Covered my skin with a dark film of desire. I had been fucked by Mario deep and hard; his thrusting urgent and deep. I had wanted to beg for it. I craved his seed from the moment I saw in him in the kitchen this morning. I lusted after his smooth brown torso. I had licked and kissed the biohazard tat on his pec.. I had taken his load, fingered it deeper into my guts. I had jerked off again, fantasizing about breeding Kyle again, Jason watching and begging for his father's seed. I fantasized about eating Jason's ass, making him moan and squirm in ecstasy until he begged for his father's seed. I had blown a third load of the morning and it pooled on my chest and flat belly, the fur holding in pools for me. I couldn't help myself. I was overcome with lust. I ran my fingers through my own cum and sucked and licked my fingers. Savored the sweet taste of my own semen. I was possessed. A dark voice deep inside my body rose up and commanded. I jumped out of bed rubbing the remaining cum deeper into my skin. Deeper into my body. I didn't think. Didn't decide, Something else moved me. I went into the bathroom and used the shower shot trying my best to rough up my ass. Cleaned out, I left the shower, cleaned up the stubble on my face and got rid of the bed head. Back in the bedroom I pulled open drawers and grabbed a black jockstrap.As I slipped it on and adjusted the straps on my round ass it felt as though a hundred tongues were licking at my skin. I grabbed a form fitting compression top, black, and a pair of basketball shorts, blood red. Something was driving me. Keys, phone, and wallet in hand, headed to the car muttering to myself, "I want it. I need it. I crave it." The voice deep in my body rose again. It spoke these words into my consciousness, "Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken" Over and over again it repeated. More insistent as the moments passed. I was in the car driving with no idea how I got there but knew where I was going first, "Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken." The chant became more insistent. My cock shot up. It was full, har, and spilling precum into the black jockstrap. Every subtle and overt movement of my body caused the cloth to rub against my cock. I moaned. Every movement was a stroke in a seemingly endless lust fueled masturbation. That same force that covered my skin in lust and desire; that same force that kept repeating "Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken.Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken.Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken." was stroking my cock. I moaned again, I spoke out loud, "I want it, I need it, I crave it. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken. Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken." My cock grew harder. I shouted, I moaned, "Fuuuuccckkk..." and cum poured from my cock filling the pouch of the jock with shot after shot of cum. I shuddered and reached into my shorts, into the pouch of the jock and scooped up cum, and brought to my face. I inhaled it deeply. The smell intoxicating. My Mouth watered. "Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken," I muttered and sucked my fingers into my mouth. I suckled on those fingers until the flavor had left them. I sighed, growled deeply. My head dropped back against the headrest for what may have been a moment, may have been hours. I suddenly returned to my senses. I was in the car. I had been driving, I snapped my head up sure that I was about to plow headlong into another vehicle, or had caromed off the road and into a ditch somewhere. I gasped, looked around. The car was parked at one of the porno stores I had frequented. I was parked, the car and the dark voice silent, All I could hear was the sound of my own breathing and the echoes of that dark voice that had taken possession of me. I shook my head. Neither believing nor disbelieving. My body was still burning with lust, my cock still hard in the jizz soaked jockstrap.No hesitance, no resolve, just craving. The virus called to me. I laughed at that thought, "the virus called to me." The phrase seemed silly. I spoke it out loud, "the virus called to me" and laughed. I spoke it out loud again. "The virus called to me." The words sounded ridiculous. Then the voice rose up again with a deep resonance and anger, "The virus calls to you. The demonseed draws you." My heart raced, my cock throbbed. A wave of dizziness and lust swept over me. My cock throbbed. I grabbed some cash from my wallet, stowed it under the car seat with the key fob and my phone, I grabbed a bottle of poppers from the center console and tucked it into the waistband of the jockstrap. I headed into the porn store. This was the first stop. I had not chosen, not decided. I was driven by lust to a destiny. There were two more porno stores ahead of me and I knew, though I hadn't planned it, that as night fell, I would be back at the park where it all started. Before the night was over I would have what I wanted. I paid the clerk, leered at his soft sensual body. Then I turned and entered the dark hallways of the arcade dropping my shorts in the hallway before I even reached the first booth.

That would definitely be me as well. Several years ago, I did some calculations and figured out that I had sex with over 20k different men. The number has grown since.

Part 2 – Saturday Chapter 1 – It Begins Since David was staying for the weekend, we decided that we would have a lazy day on Saturday. We both showered and had something to eat. We decided that we would stay naked all day and would occasionally tug on a dick or rub a hole, but we were saving the real play until evening. We posted on a few sites that we were having a fisting party that night. Several guys responded, and we traded messages with a few of them until they went silent. Their loss. I had arranged for two of my friends to come over before giving the weekend over to David, so I asked him how he would feel about having them over, too. I showed him a few pics, including some action shots from other sessions, and he was OK with them joining. I reached out to them and waited for a reply. I knew they’d be up for coming over unless they had made other plans. These guys are a couple: Chris and Zach. They’re both in their 50s, and we’ve played together a lot. They like to party, fist, and are open to lots more. Chris is 6’, 225, with brown hair and eyes and a moderately hairy body. Zach is 6’2”, 210, with light hair and blue eyes. He has a super hairy body, with a hairy back and ass that is awesome to work over. We’d have another amazing evening if they came over. David and I spent the day relaxing, watching some TV, and getting to know each other better. He confessed that he had more experience than he had originally let on. Knowing that he had done a good enough cleanout for fisting and seeing him take on all the toys and stuff kind of led me to that belief. It was, however, his first time fisting as a top or bottom. And, while he had smoked pot and used poppers before, he had never used T. Late in the afternoon, Zach got back to me. They had made plans to have another one of their buddies over for the night and asked if he could come along with them. He told us a little bit about the other guy, whose name was Marc. Zach assured me the guy was fun and trustworthy, so we agreed. David and I both did a good cleanout and showered up. The guys were due around 7. We were hanging out in the playroom, and I finished up the final prep. The one thing that David didn’t know was that when I played with the guys, we usually slammed. I didn’t know about Marc’s thoughts on slamming either and figured we’d play it by ear. I had a few pipes ready anyway, plus the usual contingent of dildos, poppers, and lube. The guys got there a little before 7. David and I went down together to greet them. Both of us were naked. I opened the door as they walked up and let them in. They took a look at the two of us, and Chris said, “Oh, it’s gonna be a good night!” We all went upstairs to the playroom. I had set the lighting low, but we could still see everything we needed to see. There was a fisting porn playing on the TV. The new guys quickly undressed. Chris and Zach both like wearing jockstraps when we play. Chris had on a classic white one that had been worn a lot. It had piss and cum stains on it and smelled great. Zach was wearing a new camo strap that I had never seen on him. Marc also undressed. He was younger than the guys, probably in his early 40s. Nice, fit and a smooth body with just a little hair in his pits and around his cock. His cock looked great hanging there. It was quite thick and, if it got any thicker when he was hard, would be an awesome ride. Chris asked for a pipe and pulled out his bag of goods. I told him the pipe was ready to go and handed him one. He said that we could get to their stuff later. He fired up the torch, got some nice smoke swirling, and took a massive hit before passing the pipe and torch to Marc. We went a few rounds each, getting a good start on the party. Chris, Marc, and I were making out and feeling each other up. When I was stroking Marc’s ass, I was surprised to feel hair around his hole. I assumed he’d be pretty smooth there, too, but it felt like a nice furry hole. David and Zach were already in a 69, sucking each other’s cocks. We decided to get Marc in the sling first, so we headed over that way. Once he was in the sling and his ass was exposed, it was so sexy to see the forest of hair around his hole and in his crack. I had to get my tongue in that hole, so I started to fondle his ass, spreading it open so that his hole was winking at me. I licked around his ass and then focused on his hole. He had a tasty hole with just a little bit of musk. His moans told me that he was enjoying what I was doing, so I started to drive my tongue into his ass. A good tongue fucking is great, and my tongue can go deep. His hole was opening nicely, and I knew that he’d be a good fisting buddy. When I looked up, I saw that Marc was sucking Chris. Chris has a nice cock that stays hard when he parties. I’ve known him to dump four or five loads over the course of the evening. I moved from rimming Marc to playing around his hole with my fingers. No lube yet, but there was plenty of spit to make things slippery. Chris kept his cock in Marc’s mouth while he leaned over and picked up a dildo. It was the medium Kalib, which has a massive head. The insertion of this toy is astounding since it requires your hole to open quickly. Chris and Zach liked the toy so much that they bought one for me. He handed it to me and said, “Fuck him with this.” I hoped that Marc would be able to take it. He hadn’t seen the dildo and didn’t know what the insertion would be like. I lubed Marc’s ass and the toy and prepared to enter his hole. I used the head to poke at his opening, getting him prepared for what was coming. But he had no way of knowing what was about to be inserted into his ass. I found the right angle for entry and started to push the toy in. Marc’s hole expanded and swallowed the head of the toy with ease. Impressive! Once the head was in, I pushed most of the rest of it deep inside him. This is one of those toys that gives great sensations as it moves through your guts since it is thicker than normal but it also has some interesting ridges. He took it all the way with no problem. That toy was drilled into his ass. I twisted it, plunged it in and out, pulled it all the way out, and then shoved it back in several times. Marc was enjoying the ride, and it was hot to see his hairy hole as it wrapped around the toy. It seemed like Marc was ready for a fist, so I asked Chris to take over the dildo. He was able to reach down and work it while still keeping his cock in Marc’s mouth. I lubed up my hands and then took over control of the dildo from Chris. I slid it out and set it aside, then started prodding Marc’s hole with my hands. Given how easily he took the toy, I knew my fist would be no problem. Positioning my hand at his hole, I started the entry. I heard Marc grunt, and then he moved down on the sling so that his hole swallowed my hand. This pig was hungry! I went in pretty deep, twisting and turning along the way, then pulled out and reinserted my hand. This time, I went in slowly, giving him a good stretch on the way in. I flexed my fingers out and started wandering around inside his ass. He had a great ass for fisting; it was silky smooth and had a great feel to it. I was getting into a good exploration when I heard Chris say, “I’m gonna cum!” I slowed down my motions, and Marc sped up the sucking. As he was bobbing on Chris’s dick, he was also sliding back and forth on my hand. I saw Chris’s ass cheeks clench and knew that he was feeding Marc a load. Marc continued to suck for a while after Chris had cum. He had slowed down there, so I picked up the pace on my work in his ass. One finger was sliding through his second hole, and he seemed to be loving it. Chris stepped back and reached over for the poppers, which he handed to Marc. Marc took a good hit and started to ride my arm. He was moving the sling with such force that I had to be careful not to poke him too deeply. He was a pig in heat and was enjoying having my hand inside him. Once the poppers high was over, I pulled my hand out since Chris had come to the foot of the sling and was lubing up his hand. Chris and I traded places, and he shoved his hand inside Marc. I watched them as Chris kept moving his hand deeper and deeper inside Marc. When I glanced over at the other guys, I saw that David was on his back getting fisted by Zach. Zach’s sweet hole was exposed since he was crouching in front of David, so I went over and started to eat his ass. Zach’s ass is really furry and has a great aroma. He knows how much I like rimming him and used his feet to spread his cheeks and open his hole for me. Zach’s ass had me totally mesmerized. His hole is so wonderful for rimming. It opens nicely and takes a tongue, or whatever else you want to put in it, nice and deep. I was on my back on the floor, tongue fucking him, when I heard Marc say, “Raise your knees.” I did and felt hands smearing lube around my ass. Next came the fingers, then Marc stuck his hand in my ass. It felt amazing to be eating ass while getting fisted.

I go to a bathhouse, the sleazier the better. I strip naked then get someone to use a Sharpie to write “Meth Whore” on one side of my ass and “Insert Toxic Loads Here” on the other. Then, I take a few hits of Tina from the pipe. Next. I start taking cock after cock. I service as many men as possible with my mouth, my hands and especially my ass. Miss Tina keeps me going like she does so well, and her sister Gina does too.. I drink chem piss. Somebody offers me my first slam, but I have to earn it by taking his beer can sized pierced cock without screaming. I manage somehow, then I watch as the needle enters my awaiting vein, making me higher than I’ve ever been. This continues for days. I’ve explored dozens of kinks and served hundreds of men. The room reeks of sweat and piss, with the floor sticky with the cum that’s dripped out of my ass. I finally go home exhausted to sleep it off, having fulfilled my role as the dirty little meth whore I know I am. Once I get the confirmation I’m poz, I get the biohazard tattoo I earned. I go to the bathhouse again, willing to top anyone else anyone who wants to be poz. I’m usually a bottom, but It’s my duty as a poz chem pig to share the gift with anyone else who wants it. Miss Tina is an evil little bitch for showing me that I’m a dirty submissive whore meant to be used like that, isn’t she? She taught me to be a pig, to be used to please men, unleashed a side of me that I never knew existed. I should hate her for it, but I want her to take me even further.

For Micky, wherever he may be... Chapter 1 I knock on the door of room 230 as instructed and M lets me in. "Get in here then, we haven't got all day". M is naked already, wearing his leather chest harness. Businesslike, wanting to start the lesson. If you saw us on the street together you'd peg him as my grandfather - white hair and beard, totally bald on top, weather-beaten face with droopy eyelids and bags under his eyes, super fat and sagging everywhere, short stubby cock. But you can tell he used to be something when he was younger, he still has a bull neck, hairy chest, massive shoulders and huge hairy forearms like Popeye. I mean his wrists are like beercans. The sling is set up by the bed. On the bed are laid out the dildos, the gags, the cuffs, the rope, the gaffer tape. The usual. On the dresser are the drugs. A fresh bottle of poppers. A baggie of weed and some rolling papers. Some blue viagra pills. A plastic bottle of liquid GHB, and a dropper to measure it out with. Another plastic baggie of pinkish powder, ecstasy. Next to them, a baggie of meth crystals, a loaded pipe, and four loaded syringes. "Right, get 'em off and come here," grunts M. I undress and stand naked in front of him. "Take two of those imodium and a viagra." I obey. He leads me into the bathroom. He brings the meth pipe, takes a deep hit, then he puts the rubber tube in my mouth and warms the bowl with his lighter. "Suck." Then directs me to blow the smoke into the extractor on the ceiling. I feel the familiar butterflies in my stomach, the outside world disappearing from my mind. He pushes me up against the wall. "Arse out", he commands. Then he roughly pushes an enema tube up my arse. He forces in water, tells me to push it out into the toilet, repeats the cycle until the water runs clear. Then he showers me down, towels me off and marches me back out to the sling. "Time for some drugs". First is some ecstasy. M tips some of the powder into a couple of shreds of paper, and we down one each. I have no idea how much he's given me - I used to obsess over that stuff, now I just leave it up to him. Next is some GHB. "I want you more out of it than last time," he grunts. He measures it out with a dropper, two mil each, dissolved in a mouthful of ginger ale. That's more than I've ever taken before. The salty taste is strong, I know I will feel it soon. Then he lights a joint and feeds it to me until my head is spinning. Then it's time to get in the sling. He spends ages adjusting the sling so my arse is presented to him at just the right height and angle. He straps my ankles wide apart, winds straps around my knees to pull them back so I can relax my legs. Once he's satisfied, he cinches more leather straps tight across my waist and chest and around my upper arms, then clips my collar to the sling so I can't move my head. Then he brings out the handcuffs. These aren't toys - they're proper heavy duty police-issue handcuffs, from an auction. He reaches under the sling and cuffs my wrists together with a metallic rasp that marks the start of the lesson. "Try and get out of that." I wriggle but I'm locked in tight. He examines his handiwork. "yep, not going anywhere, are you." He selects a cock gag, pushes it into my mouth, then stands behind me and straps it tightly around my head. The rubber cock pushes down towards my throat. I gag. Too late to complain now. No question of any "safe word". Then he makes me wait while he gets all his porn running. Which means an age of messing about getting the wifi working and logging in and finding the right video and making sure there's a screen wherever he looks. While I hang there drooling, trussed up like a chicken. M then sits down on a stool between my wide-spread legs and gets out the shaving kit. He lathers and shaves my pubes, cock, balls and arse, slowly and patiently until I'm his little boy. By the time he's done I can feel the drugs starting to kick in. Cold fire ignites beneath my skin. The air between us twitches and swirls. Red and blue fringes on the ceiling lights. The room is silent except for our breathing, the grunts from the porn videos, and the hum of the aircon. He ties a shoelace around my hard cock, winding it around my balls. It takes him a while as he gets it wrong, unwinds and starts again, muttering to himself. It hurts, it's too tight. He likes to torture my cock and balls as he stretches my hole. Somehow, M has become the center of my universe.

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

I am glad to be able to say I don't know any and can't imagine any reason why any LGBTQ person would do such a thing.

Anyone know where theres a constant used condom site in london If an Alpha poz gods feel like starting a tandem poz cum trail around London i’ll set up the group and post images - TagPozCumTrail Love to be filmed being ppz loaded one end and drip fed condoms the other

A number of comments have been made in other topics that object to "wokeism" and things "woke". As someone who more often than not votes liberal, but sometimes only because I object to the policies put forth by the conservatives, I'm curious as to what exactly it is you (the ones who made those comments) mean when you say "woke". I'm quite sure that you would refer to at least some of my friends that way, but I'm rather in the dark about what it is that you find so objectionable. Please illuminate me. As an aside, abuse and denigration are not the way to convince anyone who currently holds a different opinion. But you knew that.

Does anyone know of which jobs or type of jobs would align well with a cumdump lifestyle? I don’t mean actual sex work. I mean jobs that would make it easier to take more loads, perhaps during breaks or after work, and/or that would allow me to find more potential Tops. I‘ve heard working in a cheap motel might be a good idea. Or working at a sex shop, but I don’t know where I could find jobs like that. I really want to integrate my cumdump lifestyle into all aspects of my life, and I feel like working gets in the way of taking loads more than anything. I dread going to work precisely because I’m always thinking it could be time I could be taking loads. I figure if I must work, I might as well work somewhere that at least allows me to maximize my load count and be the best cumdump I can be given the circumstances. Where might I find those types of jobs? Does anyone currently work somewhere that is convenient for a cumdump lifestyle? I really would appreciate anyone’s help or insights. 😊

Fuuck yeah used condoms and frozen cubicles save the alpha nut to melt into my jockpussy gets cumsloppy faster

Republican by registration, not by politics (I live in a red state). I consider myself "Liberaltarian". I certainly won't vote for the orange sociopath. Not particularly keen on Biden either. It's fairly clear that my wishes and interests won't be addressed in the Presidential election. Further down the ticket, things get more interesting... especially in the primary. Get out and vote, everyone!

Thanks, guys, for reminding me of my stories -and that you like them! I'll admit it's been a long time since I wrote a story for BZ but I might be inspired to either continue this one or write something new. I truly appreciate the positive feedback.

Thank Whatever you didn't carve a notch into the bedstead each time ... some of us would be sleeping in a pile of wood-chips by now ...

Chapter 7 I woke up to the sound of flapping. A sound I know all too well. It's the sound of a pelvis contacting someone's ass. I'm no longer wearing a pup mask. Instead, my hands are cuffed together, and the chain in between my cuff is hung up to a hook, lifting me just enough off the ground that I have to stand on my toes to give my arms a break. There are these electric shock pads connected to my balls. I don't know if they were used on me while I was out or if they are about to. There is also a giant fuck machine right underneath me pointing right at my hole and both of my ankles also have chains connected to them. If I'm lifted off the ground even more. Those chains can pull my legs wild open for that fuck machine. The magnetic nipple clamps are still on my nipples. My nipples look the size of raisins, and I don't even feel them anymore. My ass is dripping cum all the way down my legs. I wonder if I was bred more after I passed out. I tried to clear my throat bc I'm thirsty af. In front of me is Keith, suspended in mid-air with his arms and legs pulled apart by chains in 4 different directions, getting pounded by Aaron while some sort of suction machine is milking his cock. It looks like it has milk quite a bit of cum out of his cock bc the glass is almost half full. His back and ass have some whip marks on them. Jay is holding a camera, filming a close-up of his gaping hole getting pounded. They heard me clear my throat, so all attention shifted to me. “oh hey Ben, welcome back. Was getting fuck by your uncle too much to handle? You better get used to it bc he put his signature on your back. Meaning he wants to use your ass even more,” said Aaron “we offered Keith a job last weekend. He just gotta satisfy us during his 8-hour shift every day. Do you think he likes his new job? Do you wanna try fucking his sloppy hole?” They noticed my dick was getting hard, so they slid the ceiling connector that suspended Keith in the air toward me. I would have never thought to put those things on ceil track. Aaron adjusted the height of the chain so his hole lined up perfectly with my dick then Jay stood in front of Keith, pulling Keith up to deep throat his dick then pushing Keith toward me so his ass get penetrated by my dick. Like a swing, Keith is getting his ass fucked and face fucked, swinging back and forth. It’s been a while since my dick fuck a manhole. I almost forgot how great a wet warm hole feels. I couldn’t help but have my eyes rolled back and my mouth open the whole time. I want more…more sex, and more high. That’s all I could think about. “So……you've been craving to come back here this past week, haven't you, Ben? Wanna know why??” said Aaron. “Let me ask you this. Did you black out at any point when you were next door last week?” That’s strange. How does Aaron know that? As I thought that, Aaron moved behind me and first lube up the fuck machine then he finally took off those nipple clamps but when he played with my nipples, they were extra sensitive. I started moaning as if I was getting fucked. I responded to Aaron while I was moaning “uuuhh…yee…yeaah..Oh….” “The reason you can’t help but crave for dicks and have a strong urge to be back here is all bc Keith, Marc, and Henrique set you up and installed some triggers on your subconscious that make your hole feel wet and warm when it is activated so you'd come back here on your own to beg to be fucked. It’s a neat trick they do to newbies like you so they are in control of you” Aaron walked away from me for a bit then I felt the hook rising up a bit and chains pulling my legs apart. The fuck machine started to extend until the mushroom head of the dildo on the fuck machine firmly pressed against my hole. Meanwhile Keith had been spun around, still suspended in mid-air and getting annihilated by Jay’s dick fucking him. He does look like he is in heaven, though. He made eye contact with me for a brief few seconds and winked at me. Aaron came back and put poppers under my nose, but I wasn't really feeling it because I wanted to know more about the information he just shared with me. “What did you mean?” I asked. But he said, “do it or not, you know what's happening next. Don’t catch an attitude now. It won’t end well for you. Your deal with us isn't over yet. We aren't going to hypnotize you. We are going to make you a real whore who will voluntarily come back to us again and again bc no one else can make you feel the way we do. Isn't that right, Keith?” “yes, masters. Please fuck my hole,” said Keith. Jay responded to his words bc and started pounding Keith even harder. “Tell me more about what you just said,” I asked “I don’t think you really have time for this conversation right now,” Aaron said “ahhhHHHHH” I screamed as I felt the shock to my balls. I was not expecting that, and it is far stronger than I could have imagined. Then the fuck machine started thrusting up and down slowly but only going about 2 inches higher it turned in a spiral motion as it moved up toward me. The electricity to my balls made me clinched so when it was finally turned off, my whole body relaxed butt then “oooHHh Fuck” I said. As my body relaxes, my relaxed hole descended on a hard thrusting dick ascending toward my hole. It penetrated me deeper and harder when I wasn’t expecting it then it felt just as intense when it spiraled out of my hole. Aaron repeatedly shocked me by my balls, then dropped me on the fuck machine. The fuck machine extends higher and higher. Within a couple of minutes, my hole completely opened up to let the monster-size fuck machine rape my hole. I didn’t really remember when did Aaron stop shocking my balls because just the sensation from the fuck machine alone was too much for me to process. Aaron started filming me with a camcorder, which immediately showed up on the TV behind Jay. There I was, arms tied together and pulled up by a crane and my legs pulled apart by the chain on my ankle in two different directions, breathing heavily with my mouth open and sweating profusely. I kept twitching my body, trying to find a comfortable position. “If you stop fighting it and trying to find the right position, just relax and let it own your hole, it’ll feel a lot more comfortable We want you to surrender your hole to us. That machine is going to stay right there fucking your hole until you fully surrender yourself.” Aaron pulled out a small remote from his pocket and pushed a button causing the machine to trust even deeper and faster into my hole, causing me to throw my head back and uncontrollably scream and moan loudly. “Don't pretend that you don’t love it. Look how hard your cock is” Aaron grabbed my dick that was pointing straight upward with its head touching my belly button, pulling it down, then let go and watched it rebound right back, hitting my stomach. I could hardly process anything Aaron was saying to me, getting fucked by that machine. “Let us help you find a different position,” Jay said. I didn’t even notice that he got done fucking Keith. I have no idea where Keith went, but Jay pulled and slid the crane my arms are tied along the track toward the back, and move my legs in the opposite direction. “Aaaaaahhhhh AHHHH AHHH” I moaned loudly “Yeah…you like that, don’t you pup?” said Jay “It’s hitting your prostate every single pump” Aaron put some sort of rubber thing around my cock that has a hose to a bottle on the floor and said, “enjoy and work hard, boy. When you fill the bottle up halfway, we’ll let you call it a night. Don’t worry. Keith filled up ¼ already. However, it did take him several orgasms to fill it up though. Oh, and I almost forgot…..” Aaron put the pup mask back on my face with popper diffusing and the magnetic nipple clip back on me. Jay positioned the camcorder directly above me and they said “Smile for the camera. Your fans are watching you” Then they walked out of the room. They left me alone in that position for an hour and a half. I’ve had four orgasms back to back to back already. I feel light-headed myself because this pup mask continuously diffuses poppers to my nose. Then Aaron from the speaker, “Well…..not quite ½ yet, but it seems like you aren’t producing any more cum because the last one barely produced anything, so here the deal. You must return next weekend for another session. Otherwise, some of the videos of you might just make it out of our private collection” I nodded. Finally, the fuck machine stopped, and I was being returned to my normal standing position. Aaron and Jay walked back into the room with big smiles on. Both of them are completely nude, so I thought I might not be done just yet. “What did you think? Being a pup and our ‘dungeon’?” said Jay “It was more than I was prepared for, that’s for sure. The dungeon is sweet.” I responded politely. I'm exhausted, and I just want to go home and crash. “so we'll see you next weekend, pup?” Aaron asked “Yes sir” My ass was so sore, and I didn’t love everything they did to me, but without a doubt, I want to come back. Something about submitting to these guys was so satisfying. I just want more. .” Where's Keith?” I asked “he's asleep in a room. It's best to just let him rest” said Aaron “alright. See you guys next week” I said as I walk slowly toward the door. “Wait….here, pup” said Jay, and tossed me a number lock locked case about the size of eyeglasses box. “Call us on Wed for a mid-week check-in” “Yes sir” I said Aaron and Jay returned to a hidden room on the opposite side of the basement, where Keith was tied up in a spread-eagle position. On a bed. His chest is covered with wax. He's blindfolded and has a piece of duct tape over his mouth and a popper-soaked rag tape down and secured right on top of his mouth and sits in front of his nose. There was a massager ribbing his taint in a circular motion. Its other end is in his hole, massaging Keith's prostate. Keith's dick is pointing straight up hard as a rock with a straw size sounding rod in his pee slit. “let's see how you're doing,” Aaron said as he pulled off the duct tape over Keith's mouth. Jay sitting above Keith’s head and had his legs extended on both sides of him and his half-hard dick resting on Keith’s face. “Ohhhhh uuuhooohhhhhh” Keith couldn’t help but to started moaning loudly because Aaron in one steady medium-slow speed pulled the sounding rod out of Keith’s dick slit. Once the sounding rod pulled out waves of thick and creamy cum erupted. It just kept cumming for about 30 seconds. “Niiiiiiice boy” Aaron said before swallowing Keith’s dick with his mouth. He quickly sucked Keith’s dick clean of cum then he walked toward the top of the bed and made out with Jay. The two shared the creamy cum while it was still warm and both swallowed a big gulp of it Aaron and Jay untied Keith, who was exhausted and seemingly passed out. They put a blanket on him, dimmed the lights then exited the room. “These two boys are cut from the same cloth,” Aaron said “And they don’t know when to stop..” Jay responded.

Chapter 4 – Serious Ass Play In chapters 1 through 3, I tell about my time with David, a handsome, hairy, and somewhat inexperienced, 24-year-old. He’s gained a lot of experience already and has taken a large dildo up his ass while spun. My ass has also gotten a workout. While we were on the sofa, we were facing each other with our asses on display to each other. I was fingering around and a little inside David’s ass, and he was exploring mine. We took some breaks from the play to drink some fluids and smoke some more. Since he was enjoying the T, I asked David if he wanted to do a booty bump. He needed me to tell him what it was and, true to form, said that he would do it if I would do it too. I love a booty bump, so we decided to do it. He wanted to do me first, so he picked out a good-sized shard, and I walked him through inserting it into my ass. As it was melting and burning, I picked out a smaller one for his ass. When I stuck it in on my finger, I was pleased to feel how open his hole was. The bump would certainly make him more open. We waited a short while to let the bump take effect. It was also a good chance to rehydrate. Once we were feeling the bump, I told David to get back in the sling. By now, he was a pro at this, too, and had his feet in the stirrups before I could help him. He was further down in the sling than he’d been before, giving me fantastic access to his furry hole. Already, he was writhing around, looking forward to what would come next. David wanted to take the Atlas that I had ridden earlier. Even though it is a larger toy, I had little doubt that this pig would be able to take it. I started out with some rimming of his ass, taking the bitterness of the crystal that was working inside him. I added more lube into his ass, rubbing it around and feeling for any part of the shard that hadn’t yet melted. Finding none, I lubed up the dildo and started to work it into his ass. He was ready for this toy, or something even bigger, since his ass swallowed the toy all the way in a single motion. I worked it for a while in his hole, and he reached down to see how much more needed to go in. “It’s all in?” he asked. It sure was, and I let him know how hot it was to see his hole consume the toy. Once again, he wanted to ride it. He took a few deep hits of poppers and started to rock back and forth on the toy. This one is thickest in the middle, so I knew that his hole was getting a good stretch as he pounded it into his ass. He reached down and spread his ass wider, eager to take as much of the toy inside him as he could. Watching this handsome and hairy guy wildly riding this dildo was exhilarating, and I let him know how hot he looked as his ass consumed the toy. He liked hearing this and started to finger around his hole as the toy moved back and forth. He’d stick a finger in alongside the toy, too, to better feel the stretch. Next, he wanted the Seahorse. I let him know that this one was also a depth toy and he was OK with that. So, I let him fuck himself with the Atlas while I prepped the Seahorse. I will admit that I just sat back and watched him work over his ass for a while, enjoying the way his hairy hole extended outwards each time he moved back on the toy. The Atlas came out, and I inserted the Seahorse. It’s both thicker and longer than the Atlas, so I took it slow. There did come a point when it wouldn’t go in any further and I told David that we’d have to work to open his second hole if he wanted it any deeper. I would move a little deeper each time there seemed an opening. He was taking the Seahorse like a champ, but we still hadn’t penetrated his second hole. With all the prodding I had done, it seemed like it might be time to slide through. I told him to take some poppers and be ready for an amazing feeling. David took a short sniff in one nostril, let it out, then took a deep hit in the other nostril. I just teased his inner hole until I knew that he was in a poppers frenzy. Then, with slow and steady pressure, I felt the pop as the tip of the Seahorse slid through to his depths. His moans let me know how good this felt for him, too. That little fucker rode the tip of the Seahorse for a while, flexing his ass around it and moving it back and forth and in and out of his second hole. At this point, I knew that we had a new ass-focused pig. David took a hit of poppers and then really worked the toy deep inside him. It was amazing to see this relatively unused hole enjoying such a combination of depth and width. Once he had tired of the Seahorse, he had me remove it. I pulled it out slowly, twisting it along the way until it was about halfway out. Then, I let gravity take over as it slowly slid out of his asshole. Feeling the tentacles against his prostate brought on another round of precum. I did notice that his cock was no longer hard, another sign that he was totally ass focused. David wanted to work my hole now, so we traded places. He asked what toy I wanted, and I selected my extra-large Boss Hogg. This is one of the biggest toys I own, and it’s an amazing feeling when it is inside me. David lubed my ass up, then added a lot more to the toy. He was able to get it in most of the way before he encountered resistance. David, the ass pro that he is now, told me to sniff some poppers, and he’d shove it the rest of the way. The man knew how to relax a hole, so I grabbed the bottle and took two deep snorts. While holding the second hit, I reached back and spread my ass a little wider. I also moved down a little in the sling, and this all let the toy slide neatly in all the way. The feeling of fullness is indescribable. There’s a stretch from the thickness, but, for me, it’s the depth that sends me over the edge. He knew to just hold the toy in place for a while to let me get used to it and enjoy the deep sensations. Once he started some movement with it, my ass throbbed against the toy, and I shot out a load of precum. The assgasm was intense. David had never seen anyone have an assgasm so he was amazed at what happened. He fucked me with it for a while, and then I asked him if he would fist me. Luckily, I told him how to prep his nails for a fisting. I, of course, always had short, well-filed nails. His eyes lit up at the idea, and he told me that I’d have to walk him through this since he hadn’t done it before. Knowing he was a quick and instinctive learner, I was OK with that. I had him grab my tub of Slam Dunk and really lube up the inside of my ass. After that, he rubbed some on his hands. He topped that off with more XLube. He started out with two fingers in my ass, then added more. I told him to put two fingers from each hand in me and stretch my hole out. Once that was done, he added another finger on each side to really open me up. Now, I explained the duck bill position for initial insertion. I showed him how to fold his hand and had him apply more lube. Then, he positioned his hand at my hole and started to push. Once a guy gets near his knuckles, I often swing forward on the sling to eat his hand. But, I wanted David to have the full experience of penetrating my ass with his hand, so I let him go on his own. He was checking in with me, and once he got to his knuckles, I told him to give it a firm and steady push, knowing that would let his hand into my ass. When his hand slipped inside me, he had a look of wonder on his face. I told him to hold still, and I wiggled around a little bit as my ass got accustomed to the invader. Once I was comfortable, I walked him through twisting his hand, flexing his fingers, moving in and out, and making a fist inside me. He really was a natural at this, too. As he extended his fingers, I could tell he was nearing my second hole. I talked him through the path he needed to take (a little towards the front of my body, then a bend to the left) and how to open my hole. We didn’t get it open on this round, but we had a lot of fun trying. David slowly extracted his hand from my ass and knew to apply more lube. This time, he slid right in and started to stretch my hole. He’d pull back to the widest part of his knuckles and twist his hand around, stretching me to the max. I took a hit of poppers when he did this one time, and he really worked over my hole. He seemed to like seeing his hand inside me, and I certainly enjoyed having him in there. While he was stretching me, my phone rang. I knew from the ringtone that it was my buddy, Bill. I answered the phone, and David pulled his hand out. Bill knew what I was up to and wanted to come over. I asked David, and he was OK with Bill joining us, so I told him to come on over. Bill would be there in about 15 minutes, so David and I took another break to have some drinks and relax.

Chapter 3 In chapters 1 and 2, I tell about meeting up with David, a hot and somewhat inexperienced young guy. We’ve made out, sucked and rimmed each other, and he just bred me. We’ve been partying, too, which is also new for him We sat down on the couch and continued making out and feeling each other up. David’s hand went down to my hole, and he started circling around my hole. “Want to feel how cummy you made my ass?” I asked him. He nodded, so I leaned back and spread my legs wider, and told him to stick his fingers in. He slid one finger in poked around a bit. I told him he could put more fingers in me, and he said, “How many can you take?”. “Well, I’ve had a guy’s hand inside my ass.” His eyes widened at that response, and he slid another finger inside me. I suggested we smoke some more, so he pulled his fingers out of my ass. I grabbed his hand and stuck his fingers in my mouth, tasting the cum and juices from my ass. “Wow, you really are a pig!” he said. Seriously, he had no idea. We fired up the torch and blew some clouds. David was getting more and more spun, and I was eager to see how far we could take things tonight. We put the pipe down and started kissing again. He really was a great kisser. I asked him if he wanted to play with some of my dildos, and he agreed if he got to dildo my ass first. Of course, that was fine by me, so we went back to the sling. My toys had been on a table, covered with a towel. I reached over and pulled off the towel to show him the selection of goods. There’s a variety of sizes, from a small probe to a fist dildo. There are a few butt plugs too. David reached for the smallest probe, but I told him we could start with something larger. I had him grab my Mr. Hankey’s Atlas dildo. It’s the smallest size for that toy, but it’s still pretty big. He picked it up and asked, “Can you take this all the way inside you?” I assured him that I could. I told him to apply some lube inside my ass. Part of it was that the lube inside was good, but it was also a chance to get him to work his fingers in my hole. He applied a good bit of XLube inside me and used his fingers to spread it around. Then he lubed up the toy. My ass was hungry after he fucked me, and we smoked some more, so I was ready for the Atlas. David was hesitant at first, just slowly plunging a small amount of the toy inside me. I told him to hold it steady and slid my ass down to the base, feeling a good stretch when we got to the wider middle. David’s eyes grew wide as he realized that my ass had just swallowed the entire toy. I told him to twist it around inside me and to do a bit of in-and-out motion, too. He was a good student and was soon working the toy inside me like a pro. We needed more lube, so I had David pull the toy from my ass. He went a little fast and when it came out, my ass stayed open and dripped out some lube. I heard him groan, and he said, “Fuck, that is so sexy!” Hearing that a young stud like him thought my ass was sexy was thrilling. I told him, “You ain’t seen nothing yet. My ass can take a lot!” He seemed to like that idea. David added more lube to the toy. I took some poppers before he slid it in. This time, it went in all the way without any hesitation. I braced my feet on the sling stand and fucked myself on the toy. David was enjoying watching my ass move back and forth on the toy. Now, I was ready for something bigger, so I directed him to the large Seahorse dildo. In addition to being wider and longer, it’s covered in some bumps that feel great inside me. David lubed it up and stuck about half of it in on the first insertion. This one takes some time to get in deep, but David worked it well and got the whole thing inside me. His look of awe was great to see, and it made me feel even sexier. He worked that toy inside me for a while until I thought it was his turn to ride a toy. I picked up the small Perfect Penis and asked him if he would like that in his ass. He nodded, so I got out of the sling, and he got back in. I lubed up his hole and picked up the toy. Before lubing it up, I grabbed the pipe again for a few top-off hits. I shotgunned a few hits his way and got him flying high. Then, I lubed up the penis toy and started working it around his ass. With the lube that I applied to his ass and the lube on the toy, I was sliding the dildo up and down his crack, slowly inserting it into his hole when I passed over it. I looked up at him and asked, “Ready?” He nodded, so I started to slide the toy into his ass. He told me that he had played with a few dildos before, which let me be more comfortable working this into him. The Perfect Penis is a great toy for beginners since it is realistic and not too big. I worked at it for a while and got it in all the way. His hairy hole looked great wrapped around the toy, with the hairs dragging through the lube as I pushed it in and out of his hole. David decided to do some poppers, and I wanted to see how he would react to being poppered up and having something in his ass. He snorted them, and once they hit, he began to ride the toy, using his feet to brace himself on the sling stand. He pulled back far enough to have to toy come out of his ass, but I’d line it up with his hole so that he got it back in on the return. It was so hot to watch him fuck himself on the toy with such abandon. He was loving the ride, and I was loving watching him and his hot, hairy ass. Once the rush had worn off, he looked over at the toys and picked up my Large Omega. It’s not as long as the Perfect Penis, but it is a lot thicker. “Try this one”, he said. I told him to hold the current toy inside his ass so that it kept the stretch while I lubed up the new one. This was probably the thickest thing to ever penetrate his hole so it would be interesting to see him take it. When the new toy was lubed, I moved his hands away from his hole. The dirty fucker had been fucking himself with it while I was lubing up the Omega, which was fun to watch. But, now, we were going wide. I slowly extracted the toy from his hole and slapped it around on his ass. Then, I started to work the Omega into him. He was so spun and happy that it just slid right into his hairy hole. It was all the way to the base in a single insertion. I played with it in his ass for a while, getting him more open and ass-focused. His cock was drooling precum, which I kept licking off of his hairy stomach. David wanted to ride the toy. He took a few hits of poppers and started a slow rocking motion with the sling. As the fumes took hold of him, he sped up and reached down to spread his ass even wider. It was obvious that his ass could take some deep play, and we were going to work on that as the night progressed. Once the popper rush wore off, he stopped the motion and asked to take a break. Hydrating and relaxing for a bit seemed like a good idea, so I slid the toy out of his ass, gave his hole a few taps, then shoved three fingers into it. He was starting to really open up, which was a good sign for the rest of the session. David got out of the sling, and we collapsed on the couch, leaning against the arms to face each other and show off our holes. This youngster was quite the ass pig!

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

We didn’t sleep much. We fucked each other into exhaustion. We went to our meeting came back to the room at 11. I undressed Larry and licked his entire body. I sucked that beautiful cock until I could taste his precum flowing. What a wonderful taste. I mounted his cock and slowly milked his manhood. For an hour we fucked in silence just staring at each other with our eyes doing the talking. No poppers to alter my desire yet I was full of desire. After an hour I began pounding with Larry returning every thrust with passion. We blew our loads together. I climbed off and sucked him clean then licked my cum up and kissed Larry. We snowballed for 10 minutes and both swallows my cum. We passed out. We slept all afternoon, when we awoke, Larry asked what’s next? I want to go to a bath, a raunchy one. I know just the one Larry said. Lots of uncut poz cocks. Perfect!!! We ordered room service then got prepared. Larry told me what to expect and I became so horned up I was shaking. I squirted plenty of lube up my cleaned out ass and we set off. Boy what a sleezy place as we got there. We signed in and got a room. The attendant said it was “sling night “ and wished us a good time. I read about slings. Couldn’t wait. My cock was at full attention. I asked if there was any HIV testing available. He said it was near the showers. I smiled at Larry and he nodded. We got our room and stripped. I told Larry I was not wearing a towel and I wanted him naked as well. I wanted us to be hit on. We walked around getting lots of looks. The cocks I saw were huge and mostly uncut. I was at full attention. Here take this as Larry handed me a pill. I recognized it as a 20 mg Cialis. I swallowed it. Thought this would help,Larry smirked. We are going to be here all night. I smiled we went into a room with total blackness This room is for anonymous fucking. No cocks or asses refused Larry whispered. I’ll hook up with you later. The room was full of naked bodies. There were hands all over me. Before I knew what was happening I was being bent over and a cock was sliding in me. A cock brushed by my face and I started sucking on it. I was in heaven. In f few minutes a voice behind me grunted “Take my toxic load” and I could feel the cum coating my ass. Before I could thank him another cock took its place then another and another, most telling me I was taking a poz load. I swallowed a few loads as well. After an hour I staggered out with cum running down my legs. I was heading back to the room but the cum running down my legs was a magnet for cock. I was grabbed and fucked 4 more times before I got to the room. Larry was waiting for me. Having fun? YES!!! I got tested he said. Results in a few hours. Excellent. I need a shower. Then to the sling room , Larry announced. OK!!! in the shower I was approached by several guys who soaped me up and took turns with me. All huge uncut cocks. I shot cum two times. I was exhausted with pleasure. We went back to the room. Why is everyone hitting on me? Because you are so white and smooth Larry explained. These Latinos love that. You stand out. See what happens in the sling room. What? You’ll see. We went to the sling room. A guy in the sling a slim white guy was just getting off. Cum was running out of him. Take his place Larry urged. You think? Yes. I was never in a sling so Larry helped me. I was tied in. Once in place Larry announced. “ He’s a negative chaser”. There was a roar of approval of the 10 guys in the room. Before I realized it a line formed in front of my exposed ass and a huge uncut cock was entering me. A mirror above me gave me a great view of the action. The sling rocked and my prostate was really being stimulated. I came twice before he came yelling “Take my toxic load!!” I then asked him to let me clean him. He did. I thanked him. The next guy was fucking me. The cum in my gut was foaming around his cock. It was so erotic I don’t know how many loads I took but I loved every second. I stumbled back to the hotel. When we got there Larry undressed me and whispered in my ear. “ I love you and I’m poz”

Authors note: Hiya, longtime fan first time post! Don't have a lot of experience with chems so hope my descriptions ain't too out of water. I'm just a chaser trying to live out my fantasy! "Hey kid, meet me at that new Church in town! Ill be there on Sunday. Uncle Dom x" Looking up from the text, Andrew glanced across the street at the old grey concrete church across the way. 'New'? This thing didn't look it, maybe it was a new congregation? Uncle Dom was an odd type, he'd only seen him a few weeks ago at family dinner when he dropped in. He had taken up a space to Andrews right, his big heavily tattooed arms bulging in his white shirt. The thin shirt did nothing to hide the glint of the metal nipple piercings that stood out on his barrel chest, with hair peaking out over the collar. Uncle Dom was massive, with a shaved head and standing at 6ft 3, he was a real site at the dinner table. Andrew remembered staring holes in the table just not to get caught staring. He knew it was wrong to find his Fathers brother so hot, but he couldn't help it. The dinner was unusual, not just for the fact that his uncle was there, but because Uncle Dom had spent the whole time going on about his new church and how he was really enjoying it. Which was unusual because Uncle Dom was never a religious man, and from the looks of him it was hard to imagine. He had also spent a fair amount of time asking about my age and if I had a girlfriend. It was all very odd, then only a few days later this message came out of the blue. Steeling himself Andrew crossed the street, making his way to the black double doors of the dark church. The cross above the door askew, and Andrew wondered why anyone would ever think to set up in such a rundown shithole like this. Uncle Dom had said he really enjoyed this church, and whilst Andrew wasn't particularly religious himself, he wanted to impress him. Andrew wanted to be a lot like his Uncle Dom, he wanted to shave his head and get tattoos and piercings just like him. He wanted to be big and strong just like his Dad and his uncle, though in that regard he was not. He was 5ft 8, he was skinny, and even though he was 18, he was yet to get a tattoo or a piercing. He wasn't sure how his Dad would take it, it was one thing for his brother, a different thing entirely for his son. Crossing the threshold, a slight chemical smell wafted over him, as he was greeted by the noise and smell of a large group of men. Andrew hesitated at the door, in front of him was the strangest church he had ever seen. The cross was gone, toppled in the corner, pews pushed back and organised in a circle around the centre of the room. The lights had been replaced with red Led's and the windows has been boarded up. Men, and I mean men, were milling around in various states of undress around the pews and the centre of the room talking. A few clouds of white smoke occasionally erupted from the group as these goliaths stood in conversation. Some were shirtless, but others wore leather and rubber, fetish gear clung to tight and muscular frames. Andrew's jaw was practically on the floor when he noticed his uncle approaching him. Authors footnote: So, I'm hoping to follow a poz Sarah Palin worshiping angle. Will put up part 2 shortly. Hope you get a good wank out of it!

This gorgeous man seemed to be my perfect partner. Gentle sexually progressive and wanted me to poz him. While we were in our afterglow he asked me if we could have some group sex sessions. I told him it might take some time to have the company arrange. He said he wanted to go into town for an anonymous hookup. i told him that was dangerous and he would not be able to control the results. He could be hurt raped or worse. I could not talk him out of it. An hour later after some Grindr requests for a 3 way with a Poz bottom was arranged. He hosted only. I was a bit scared but off we went. Surprisingly our destination was a very nice affluent house. We were greeted at the door by a gorgeous 50ish 6 foot fit hunk!! we were invited in, drinks were mixed and we sat down to discuss our desires. Jim our host said he was Poz and versatile. He loved posing willing guys. He knew my client only topped but he wanted to see if he could seduce him to take his huge pierced cock. No forcing. I said no nit I was interrupted by my. Client saying OK!! We stripped and I stood aside to watch and protect. Jim was amazing, gentle and amazingly erotic, kissing teasing stimulating. After an hour with my cock raging and dripping watching the most erotic foreplay Jim stated rimming and my Client began begging for more. Fingers entered 1,2,3 then 4. My client begging to be fucked and pozzed!! I couldn’t believe it. A confirmed top begging for raw poz cock. I was so stimulated I show my load hands free just watching!! The pierced cock started entering him while he kept begging for more. Slow steady strokes started then Jim stopped. He pulled out laid on the end of the bed with his legs dangling an ORDERED my client to sit on his cock. He complied immediately. My cock was still hard after I shot my load. I was so full of desire. Then Jim as his cock was in my clients virgin ass ORDERED me to come over and to double penetrate this virgin cunt!! My client screamed at me to fuck him. I came up and stuck a finger up his ass. Surprisingly it slid in easily. Mt pierced cock pushed in and slowly my PA and my head popped in. Over 10 min I got my cock all the way in and then experienced the most amazing fuck session of my life. My client was in an amazing state of erotic pleasure. We all screamed as we simultaneously climaxed. After several minutes to recover Cumall over us tinged with blood I said that was amazing my client was just moaning in pleasute, Jim said “ We are just getting started!!”

Looking back at my experiences as a sub, I was trying to see if there was a moment where I knew, or should have known, that I was a true sub. Not just a bottom but a true sub. When did you know or realize that you wanted to serve a man? For me, it was in high school. I knew I was into guys and had been messing around with some friends by this time. I remember I was at home and I was thinking about how hot all the guys on my team looked in our jockstraps. I was the only one home and in my bedroom so I stripped down and put mine on... it was a little ripe... and started stroking. At this time, we were also studying ancient Egypt and was really into it. I don't remember how or why but I began fantasizing about being a servant to the pharaoh and wanting to prove my devotion to serve him. I imagined myself before him and saying, as a servant, the only thing that I could offer was my cum. I told him that my cum was my offering... I was offering him my essence. I kept this up, imagining he was pleased at my offering. When I finally came, I fell to my knees. In the back of my mind, I knew then that I wanted to serve a man. For a while, I would put on one of my used jockstraps and recreate this in my bedroom. It took me a while, but I finally realized that I was and am a cuntboy... those details I've shared here before.

So I'm a pretty masculine guy and really have no attraction to men outside of anonymous gloryhole play (I have a major gloryhole fetish) I used to think this was unique but I know better now. Anyway, been more active in pursing a gloryhole cum dump lifestyle by going to a place in Chicago with gloryhole booths and really taking as much cock and cum as I can. I notice I'm thinking of myself as a real whore bitch and identifying with photos like these. I have no desire to wear makeup or women's clothes but definitely feeling these pics. Any input?

Hey, you can call me Jack. It all started about a year before. My wife divorced me and took my house and hall my money. Why? She found out I am Bisexual. Here is the thing, I never cheated, never watched porn, never did.anything that could be considered unfaithful. She asked one day, I was honest and said yes, and she left. After the divorce, I decided that if I was going to lose my marriage over this, I would go ahead and embrace it. I went out and fucked around with guys. I am in great shape and am well endowed. Eight inches hard and thick. Getting guys was.not a problem. With all that I let a top have his way with my ass one night. Great sex. The thing was, he gave me the bug. I found out I was.HIV+ as a result. After that I stopped, for a while. It was after that when my daughter, Terri, moved in with me. She was on my side during the divorce. She left college to help me with all that happened. When Terri moved in she changed. She started wearing less around the house. Showing off her body. Encouraging me to.go out and fuck guys. Wanting to hear the details about it afterwards. Sitting on my lap. While I tell her. After a month of this she finally just said what was going on, "Daddy, how many hints do I need to drop until you give me what I want?" I was.confused. She was wearing a robe and took it off, revealing her naked body. "I have been trying to get you to fuck me and infect me with your HIV. Daddy your little girl wants your bug." What happened next was a flash. I was in my bedroom,.naked myself, kissing my daughter and scraping the inside o her pussy with my fingernails. I knew she was bleeding inside. There was no need for foreplay. I just pushed my hard dick into Terri's wet cunt. It felt so good to be inside my daughter. I have never fucked anyone so hard. She was screaming, "Fuck me daddy, fuck me with your poz.cock. Make me an infected slut. Make me your AIDS whore." That was all I needed to hear, my load was coming. "Here it comes baby, your first toxic and tainted load." She came while !y load shot into her, infecting and.corrupting her. "Thank you daddy." "We are not done yet." I said with evil intentions. I flipped her onto her belly. I was still hard and horny. She wanted to get pozzed, properly. Her juices was all the lube I needed. I forced my dick right into her virgin ass. Her scream was loud and intense. She couldn't speak. I could see the pleasure in her eyes. She was enjoying her father forcing her into anal. I lasted longer this time. She came several times. "I am close darling. Daddy is going to give you a.second load. You ready?" She barley spoke, but managed to squeak out, " do it daddy. Let the dick that made me be what kills me." I unloaded more HIV sperm into her. I kept going for a third one. She was too worn out by then to do more than groan with pleasure. When she came down with the fuck flu we went to the ER to confirm what we already knew. Her was HIV positive. When she recovered, we celebrated. We went to a sex club and let several men fuck her raw. They had no idea what was going to happen. My daughter is now my HIV wife. We share the bug with both men and women. Stealth sex with unsuspecting victims.

When I want to get plowed, I have a rule: you must be THIS big to ride this ride. That worked out well two months ago on the apps when a smooth college twink wanted to wallow in my body hair. Having my body hair adored is nice, but I want some cock-in-hole. I asked if he liked to take cock: he had not done that before and had no interest. Oh?! So, do you fuck and/or fist? He had never fisted, and he had problems finding guys who could accommodate his cock. On a 5'3" 110lb twink?! This I had to see. The boy came over, and when he revealed his cock, it was a couple inches inches bigger soft than I am hard. I was deepthroating and begging to be fucked in an instant. That was the first time of dozens of times he has bred me, assured by U=U and positioning, including last night. As usual, he came over about 6pm. My hole was immaculate. We took to the bedroom, and he undressed me and nursed on my nips while fingering my pre-lubed hole. Within ten minutes his small hand was in me, and he had removed his pants and Lycra biking shorts to liberate his swelling cock. His semi was oozing precum, and I asked him to feed it to me while fisting me. I swallowed some pre and got him hard. Once his cock was fully erect, the boy removed his hand from my hole, had me lie on my belly, and gripped his meat below whole penetrating with cock and hand. His hand stayed in my rectum while his shaft poked at my second sphincter which opened on command. He licked my back hair while slowly fucking me for 30 minutes of heaven before spooging as deep as he could get. Then, the boy withdrew his left hand from my hole and rested his face and torso on on my back while my sphincters gripper his massive dong to hold it hard in my guts even longer. When my twink master pulled his semi from my hole, he squeeze a nice wad onto his right hand, licked in up and kissed me to shared it.

As someone who leans fairly far lowercase-l libertarian, but also believes that as the world's largest economic power, the US should lead by example. I often voted Republican prior to 2016. I did not vote for Trump, and will never vote for him or anyone who has identified with or enabled the MAGA cultural wars, corruption, or retreat as a global advocate of freedom and democracy. So it is safe to say I won't be voting Republican again any time soon.

I'd pay to watch that

Fuck yeah pig! You know how to turn your tops crazy!!! I'm all into using used condoms with my sluts, so if my boy got to bring back 25 condoms he found, night is definitely gonna be wild! That's a smart move! Might make the evening better if you find some discarded condoms. I fucking love making my boy lick the dry cum from walls and floors in booths. Cum is cum, not matter how it looks like.

@Jaygusher buddy you don't disappoint. Fuck great story... I am looking forward to the next chapter. Also, very nice artwork.

Got my first load at a bathhouse today in front of an audience. Fucking loved it. Can't wait to go back

I understand the point, but I don't see any way to accomplish it. I understand that minds don't work as adroitly as they get older. That doesn't extend to the man or woman's character though. My only gripe with Biden is, he won't kick the Prime Minister of Israel in the balls. I know he needs the Liberal Jewish vote in Nov - but at the price of hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians being killed, is just a bridge too far. Decent minded folks are stuck between the incumbent, and a complete asshole. What may be our "saving grace" will be if Biden wins, and assembles a First Class Cabinet that will continue to press for human rights, all the uplifting things Biden has stood for and currently stands for decades. Replace him with who? RFKjr (emphasis on junior) ? Maryann Whatsername? I don't see any alternative but to vote D - straight ticket D - and cross our fingers the rrrrrrrasshole gets tossed in the clink.

Yikes !!! I hope those bottles are cleaned really well first ... or maybe Hole-eaters aren't all that prevalent ... Hot sauce and eating Holes doesn't seem like a very palatable mix 😬

So, I have this twink (20 y/o) mate who lost his virginity by me a couple of years ago. He visited me Friday evening and stayed until Saturday noon. We met last time in 2022 August and although we chatted occasionally during this time, we had a lot of to discuss. However, we started to play not much before midnight. First we were kissing, hugging and strangely went to the bathroom because we needed to take a piss. We usually play kinky, so it wasn’t a question for letting our piss onto each other. After that we went to my bed. After a long petting and 69, we were eager to enjoy each other’s holes. From midnight to early morning, for 4 hours we continuously fucked each other. It was a clear rough sex. We definitely destroyed each other’s holes. Then we fall asleep. We woke up around 9 with massive hardons. We continued where we finished. He was continuously begging for my cum. After almost 2 hours I gave him my massive one and a half days doses. I was just trying to breathe after the intense feeling, when he stated that his turn came. He fucked me merciless and unloaded in me his extremely huge cum (he did last come in the beginning of the week).

Chapter 7 – The Fun Continues In chapters 1 through 6, I tell about finally meeting up with David, a guy I’d been chatting with online for a while. He came over for the weekend, and we’ve now partied, sucked, rimmed, fisted, played with toys, and more. Bill, another friend of mine, has joined us, and he just double-fisted me while David watched. I fell asleep on the couch. I was sitting between the two guys, with my head nestled into one of David’s armpits and my feet resting on Bill’s lap. He had been rubbing my feet and I was enjoying the mixture of sweat and T that was emanating from David’s hairy pit. But, when I woke up, I was alone on the couch with a pillow under my head. I looked over and saw that Bill was in the sling, and David was working his hole over with a dildo. This was the large Kthulu dildo, which is one of Bill’s favorites. I was sure he asked to have it used on his ass. This toy has varying thicknesses, with a somewhat normal-sized head, which then expands to a gut-filling middle section. Once past the middle section, it can sit nicely in your ass or you use the middle part to expand your hole. David was pulling the toy all the way out and then reinserting it into Bill’s hole. They must have been playing for a while to get to this level of activity since Bill usually takes a while to adjust to the thickness. Bill noticed that I was awake. He grabbed the poppers, took a few deep hits, and then reached down to open his ass wide. David responded by speeding up the insertions, really giving Bill a stretch. I could see that David was twisting the toy as he moved it through Bill’s ass, which had to be giving him some great sensations. I was turned on enough that I managed to stuff four fingers into my own hole and gave Bill a bit of a show as I stretched my hole open. But, I wanted more, so I grabbed the fist butt plug again, lubed it up, and shoved it in my ass. It’s good, but it’s not the real thing. I was able to sit on it and grind it around in my ass. Of course, David saw me get up and grab it, so now they both knew I was awake again. David motioned me over. I walked over to him, and he said, “Turn around and show me that plug.” I turned around and spread my ass so that he could see the fist plug in my ass. He tapped on it a few times and gave it some twists while he was still working Kthulu in Bill’s ass. The damn kid was ambidextrous with dildos! Bill said that I should take a turn in the sling, so he got out and I got in, still plugged with the fist. David grabbed the plug and started to work it in and out of my hole. It felt great, but I wanted his hand inside me. I asked David to fist me, so he shoved the plug in and got it to sit in place while he lubed up his hands. He pulled out the plug and immediately shoved his hand in well past his wrist. This was what I wanted in my ass. He slowly twisted and flexed his hand inside me, sending waves of pleasure through my ass. I looked down at this handsome, hairy stud who was fisting me and my sexual energy peaked. Once again, I had an assgasm, spasming around David’s hand and dumping out a huge load of cum from my dick. David knew to wait for the spasms to abate before resuming his movements inside me. Bill came over and licked the cum off my stomach. There had to be some T in that too so he would get a nice little bounce from it. Then, he started to add his fingers in around David’s arm, stretching me more. Bill also sucked my tiny T dick into his mouth. I rewarded him with some more cum and a little bit of piss. Bill is a fan of watersports, but chem piss can be too strong to drink. But a little bit would be OK. For his first time as a fist top, David was quite good at it. He had an intuitive understanding of what he could do and what felt good. I was beginning to doubt his claimed lack of experience, but it was OK by me if he had played more than he claimed. Tonight, he was having a drug-fueled pig session that he would remember for a long time. David was tiring out, so he told Bill to take over fisting me. They swapped places, and David went back to sit on the couch and watch. Bill lubed up his arm up to the elbow, looked at me, and said, “We’re going deep.” His hand slid in easily, and I could quickly feel him prodding at my second hole. He knows how to open it and allow his hand to pass through, so I let him work his magic on me. He'd get a finger through, then pull back to let it close up again. Going this deep is a completely different sensation, and each time he passed through, I felt it deep inside me. He got several fingers through and was massaging the walls of my colon. I grabbed the poppers and took a few deep hits, holding the last one. The poppers, plus the T that was flowing through my body, let me feel his actions deeply. I was bucking around in ecstasy as he fucked through my second hole, getting deep into my ass. Once the rush was over, I reached down and felt around my hole. Bill’s elbow was making contact with my hole, which was a new depth level for me. He looked up and grinned. He said, “You are such a fucking pig,” and I felt every part of that statement. He played around in my colon for a while before telling me that was pulling out. He slowly removed his arm from my ass. When he was all the way out, he stroked my gape, then put the fist butt plug back in place. He told me to keep it in until he told me to take it out. Then, he helped me out of the sling. I made sure the plug stayed firmly planted in my ass. David was on the couch, playing in his hole with one of my other dildos. We went over, and Bill took hold of the dildo and started working it in and out of David’s ass. His hairy hole was expanded like never before, and he was moaning like a bitch in heat. I told him to get back in the sling, and I was going to fill his ass with something new. David positioned himself in the sling, and I sat down on the stool, still with the fist plug in place. I picked up the Seahorse and added lube to it. It slid easily into David’s ass past the halfway point. Then, we did encounter some resistance. But it was width I was going for this time, not depth, so I just played with the toy in his ass. Twisting and turning it, moving it back and forth, letting his prostate feel the tentacles move over it. I told David to hold the dildo in place. He saw me lube up my hands, and he smiled broadly. “Are you going to fist me?” he asked. I sure as hell was gonna try. Next, I slowly removed the dildo from his ass. My lubed hands went right to his hole, keeping the gape open. I quickly got four fingers from my hand in him and used those to stretch his hole open. I added some fingers from my other hand until I had three fingers from each hand buried up to the knuckles. David was doing well through this and was really enjoying the feeling. Bill had come over, and he dumped more lube on my hands. I funneled some into David’s hole to ease the entry. “Ready?” I asked. He nodded, and I applied pressure to move my hand inside him. It was tight, but he was well primed with lube and T. Once I was in up to my knuckles, I told him that I was almost in. I twisted my hand around so that he could feel the stretch, and he was loving it. Then, I looked deeply into his eyes and started to push. My hand slid into him. He knew it was inside him, but he had to reach down to verify. “Fuck, your hand is all the way inside my ass!” he said. I smiled at him, remembering my first fist. “Now, you’re a fist pig, too,” I told him. He smiled and said, “Work over my hole”. First, I pulled out again to add some more lube. You can never have too much lube, but you can have too little, and I wanted him to enjoy every bit of this event. When I inserted my hand again, his ass swallowed it eagerly. He started moving his ass around on my fist, so I wasn’t fisting him. Instead, he was fisting himself. I just held my hand steady and let him ride it. When he stilled, I started some movements of my own. He really liked when I would flex my fingers to open and close them. Twisting my hand around gave him a whole new set of sensations. Then, we started some in and out movements, with twists and flexes added in. David picked up the poppers, and I prepared for him to go nuts on my hand. He inhaled deeply and held the last huff in. I could see the poppers rush take hold of him, and he started to move back and forth in the sling, riding my wrist. It was so sexy watching this young, handsome stud fucking himself on my arm. The hairs around his hole were all matted down, and his hole stretched out beautifully when he would swing back on the sling. He really worked over his ass while he rode the poppers high. But all good things must come to an end, and I started to feel his ass pulse around my hand. Often, this signals the start of a withdrawal, so I asked if he wanted me to pull out. He nodded, so I slowly extracted my hand from his ass. I did prolong the time that my knuckles were stretching him and rolled my hand around so that he could feel a serious stretch. When I pulled all the way out, his hole gaped beautifully. It was all hairy and sloppy, dripping lube onto the floor. I stroked his hole and told him what a great job he had done. Taking your first fist is a major event for a pig, and he had done an amazing job. We got him out of the sling, and I realized that I needed to take a piss, so I walked out to the bathroom in the hall. That’s when I saw the sunrise starting. We had been playing for hours and it was now, literally, the dawn of a new day. I had to take out the fist plug to piss, and I relieved my aching bladder. When I went back into the playroom, David and Bill were cuddled together on the couch. They had noticed that it was morning, too. Bill needed to leave, but David said he came for the weekend, so he was planning to stay if that was OK with me. It sure was. That meant that we could continue to have more fun, partying and fisting like the pigs that we are.

When I cumdump, I only do it with a blindfold on. Always. I don’t care to know who the Men breeding me are or what they look it. Not even a quick glance. Because it doesn’t what they look like. All that matters is their DNA flooding and absorbing into my body. There’s never a need for me to know what the Men using look like. It’s not like I could refuse their load anyway. I will never know who the vast majority of Men who have bred look like and I love that. It could be any Man I pass by on the street or a Man on the other side of the world. I know absolutely nothing about them, but their DNA will be with me forever.

Drew has shared my bed for almost 4 years now. I fuck and breed him almost every day so I reckon over 4 years at say 300 fucks each year means I have fucked and loaded him at least 1200 times. At 5ml per cum shot I have shot 6000ml of sperm up Drew’s ass which is over 10 pints. Fuck! I’ve pumped over 10 pints of sperm up Drew’s ass.

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.

Chapter 3 Jamie The next morning, I woke up to find Alec had left the unit, leaving a note saying he was off to the shops. This left me with some time to stew in my own thoughts as I jumped into the shower. I had always associated bare sex as something special intimate bond shared between boyfriends/partners/lovers. Being unable to share this most intimate bond with Alec was frustrating - but a relationship wasn’t all about bare sex right? But last night feeling Alec’s tip taking a dip into my hole, my mind was fixated on how pleasurable it felt and we were a few inches from a full fuck. I hate the feel of latex pressing against my hole. It was a necessary evil, but at that moment, life felt terribly unfair about Alec and I being sero-discordant. A whisper bubbled up from my subconscious: ‘You could just become sero-concordant with Alec. Alec can help you with that, with his seed. Impregnate you with his virus. You’ll become his completely, carrying his ‘babies’.’ ‘Ridiculous’ - my rational mind tried to slap my subconscious back into the ether. “What you are hoping for was Alec to just fuck you last night even though you were protesting,” my insidious subconscious whispered back to my rational mind, “Alec, your virile alpha inseminating you with his virus, joining you with him biologically forever.” This was confusing, I never had rape fantasies - and rape fantasies still did nothing for me - I was pretty certain. It was specifically Alec, my boyfriend, taking me completely regardless of my lack of consent that turned me on. ‘Ridiculous - that is the very definition of who shouldn’t be your boyfriend,’ my rational mind screamed. Yet, in that moment, I had also gained insight that it was the perversion of Alec being the loving boyfriend to that of a debauched, pleasure seeking alpha that had no regard for anything but his own sexual pleasure that turned me on. The crazy mix of simultaneously yearning for tenderness and darkness from Alec. “What you want, Jamie is a sick perverted tart with a heart,” I blurted out loud to myself. Drying myself after my shower, I lay on the bed, slowly stroking my cock as my mind played back the events of the night before: The tip of Alec’s cock breaching my hole. My pucker clasped desperately onto Alec’s knob. We both froze as we knew we shouldn’t be doing this. My eyes were locked to our naked forms in the mirror. Neither of us made any attempts to disengage the connection. I was lost in bliss up until I felt and saw Alec repositioned himself to get the fucking angle right. In a moment of panic, I begged him not to fuck me. In my fantasy, Alec did not take heed of my feeble protests. Instead, he kicked my slim smooth legs apart with his beefy hairy thighs to get better access to my hole. He then moved to press his hands down on the back of my hands, pinning my hands down with our fingers entangled. Through the mirror, my boyfriend had a hard sinister slutty look on his face as he pressed my body down with his, engulfing my body and my senses with his hairy beefy body. There would have been no way for me to struggle free. He would then slowly and deliberately thrust forward, sliding his thick shaft down my chute despite my protests. Joining us, filling me completely. He would then pull himself out of me completely, and then in one smooth stroke after another, plunge into me again and again. I would feel a rising panic and yearning for his seed as his cock gets harder and harder, inching closer to ejaculation. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t push him off me. I kept protesting, but his thrusts simply became harder and faster. I keep begging him to let me go, but he does not listen. “I’m going to make you properly mine, Jamie,” Alec would whisper sinisterly in my ear, disregarding my protests. “None of your ex-boyfriends were able to mark you the way I can. You’ll be impregnated by my toxic seed. I would always be the one who infected you. After tonight, we will always be fucking bare.” The opening of the front door of the unit broke me from my fantasy. My cock was achingly hard and pre-cum was leaking from my glans. I heard Alec making his way through the living room and opened the bedroom door. He was greeted with the sight of me lying in bed with my cock up on full mast. He took a moment to take in my nakedness, his eyes running up and down my body in a way that made me feel so sexy and desired, even though I never considered myself sexy. He then eyed my aching cock and teased, “Well someone’s horny.” I caught sight of the new box of condoms that he just placed on the bedside table. I felt annoyed and relieved at the same time. Annoyed that Alec appeared to have every intention to play safe. Relieved that Alec appeared to have every intention to play safe too. As Alec moved forward to put my cock in his mouth, I said, “Wait, get your clothes off too. I love you naked.” Alec discarded his clothes quickly and efficiently. I drank in the sight of my man’s nakedness. My peers preferred guys their age, or guys who were well-muscled with a low body fat. While I could appreciate those male forms, Alec’s body type was what really got my juices going - A dad’s bod. Beneath the softness of flesh, you can see the traces of hard muscle hidden underneath. A bit of a belly and a layer of fur covering his body. “I love the way you look at me. The way your eyes can’t seem to get enough of looking at me naked. Makes me feel sexy,” Alec said huskily as he took my cock into his mouth, slowly sucking me and watching the pleasure wash over my face. “What were you wanking off to when I got back?” There was a pause as I debated if I should share the entirety of my fantasies. There was shame, embarrassment and confusion as to how I felt towards my fantasies. I decided to share part of it - minus being taken by Alec by force bits, “I was thinking about your knob teasing my hole yesterday.” “I couldn’t stop thinking about that all morning, too. I had a rock hard cock driving to the shops and back. Had to take a moment to get my cock down before I ran into the shop for condoms. I’m glad it had the same effect on you too,,” Alec chuckled. I internally battled with my desires and my fears. I would love to feel just the tip of Alec’s cock prodding against my entrance again. It should be safe, shouldn’t it? We wouldn’t really fucking. I blurted out, “Would you like to tease my hole with your cock again? But this time face to face?” Alec’s eyes seemed to turn dark, as if a caged animal threatening to break free took brief possession of him. I felt a tinge of trepidation, vulnerability and arousal. Would the animal in him finally break free and take me? “You want to feel my knob pressed against your hole again?” Alec asked in a deep husky voice. I nodded. He moved to lay on the bed on his back, his girthy rock hard cock on full display. “Sit on my face, I’m going to eat your hole, and I want you to suck my cock. We’ll get my cock and your hole nice and wet.” “Shouldn’t we use lube? To make sure there are no torn skin due to friction as spit dries quicker?” “If we use lube, it would be so well lubricated that more than the tip of my cock might slip in. Spit drying up quicker makes it harder for me to slip in,” Alec said, as if it was the most reasonable thing in the world, pulling my arse over his mouth before his tongue began working my hole. The pleasure of his wet flesh generated even greater anticipation for his knob. His trim beard sanded against my smooth arse crack. I put his rock hard cock into my mouth, the girth stretching mouth open, and sucked and slobbered all over his rod. We mutually serviced each other: Alec alternated between spitting copious amounts of spit and working it in as deep as he could with his tongue. Me eagerly worked on Alec’s steel bar member, as I let spit flow freely onto this shaft. I wondered if both of us were silently lubricating more than necessary for the tip. This added to the anticipation - would Alec cross the line? No, would we cross the line? “I think we’re ready. I can lie here and you can be in control by climbing on top of me and teasing my knob with your hole,” Alec said. That would be the sensible thing to do. But I liked Alec being in control… and the thought of Alec losing self-control and taking me anyway… No, Alec is right, I should be in control. Just as I was about to agree with Alec, Alec misread my hesitation and spoke, “Ah, that expression on your face. I think my sweet Jamie likes me in control. Alright you get on your back.” Pleased with the turn of events, I chose not to correct Alec and did as I was told, and lay back on the bed, and lifted my legs up. Alec smoothly moved to help support my legs and placed them on his shoulders. His eyes, smouldering with the lust. My exposed taint felt vulnerable, yet it thrilled me feeling so vulnerable to Alec. “You really like to test my self-control don’t you Jamie,” Alec growled. His eyes had a wicked glint as his knob made light contact with my entrance. Once again, we are so tantalisingly close to a proper consummation as boyfriends. A smug grin blossomed on his face when I gasped at the naked contact of our sex. There was anticipation in the air. He gyrated slowly, his knob rubbing against my crack that was a little tender from the sanding of his beard, as we feasted on each other’s expressions. “That’s what my boy wanted - my cock teasing his hole,” Alec said playfully. “Kiss me,” I begged, reaching my arms up around his neck. We kissed, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. Then I felt a bit of pressure at my entrance, and the muscles of my anus were pushed apart as the helmet of his cock breached the entrance. We gasped into each other’s mouth, not breaking from our kiss. “Just the tip dipping into my neg boy Just a little taste of my boy and it is so good.. So glad you want this too, Jamie,” Alec whispered into my mouth. “Oh Alec, your knob feels so good, I love it, it is closest to proper fucking,” I could only moan in response. I wanted more than a dip. I want to feel the full length of Alec’s bare shaft sliding in and caressing the walls of my ass. Alec broke our kiss but kept us joined at the tip. He lewdly gathered a big glob of spit in his mouth and let it dribble down onto his cock. His slimy spit hit squarely at the connection between his cock and the rim of my anus - a perfect aim. Distantly I wondered how many times he had done this before to have such a good aim. Did he often fucked other guys bare with spit before we met? We had never really discussed much about our sex lives before we met. My mind conjured images of his cock fucking one boy after another bare and I was getting more turned on by the idea. A pity I never had the opportunity to watch Alec fuck one of his previous boys in the past before we became exclusive. My eyes drifted to our reflection in the mirror and I imagined I was watching Alec fuck one of those boys in the past instead of me lying beneath him. “What were you thinking there that caused your cock to twitch?” Alec asked and I felt my face turning red. Even though it was all in my mind, I felt caught out and I felt embarrassment flushed my cheeks, I didn’t particularly want to share it with him. He might laugh or find it ridiculous or think I was a dirty minded slut. “Hey, don’t need to be embarrassed about it. You can share with me. Whatever it is, you obviously like it. You wouldn’t know if I like it if you didn’t share.” “I was thinking that you must be very experienced at dripping spit on your cock to have such a good aim,” I said in a mock-accusatory tone, telling only part of what I was fantasising and trying to turn the tables. Alec’s eyes twinkled as if seeing through my intent. With slow deliberation, he dribbled down a second glob of saliva. I watched with fascination as the viscous liquid left a line that trailed from his mouth down, before the line of spit connecting to his mouth breaking and I felt it hit my entrance - another perfect aim. “Well, I am very experienced at dripping spit down onto my cock, and you never asked before,” Alec teased, “There was more than just that, Jamie. You were staring at the mirror there for a moment. Come, share with me.” I wanted to bury my face in the sand. I quickly blurted to get it all out in one go, “I was imagining what it would have been like to watch you fuck one of the boys in your pastbefore you met me.” Alec’s brows quirked up in amusement, “Why the past? If you fancy, we could invite another lad to join us and you can watch it live in the present.” I felt Alec’s cock throbbed as he said that. He liked the idea of giving me a live sex show. I froze - a threesome wasn’t something I had considered before. Our relationship had been exclusive all this time. The idea didn’t sound terrible, somewhat intriguing, but I had been comfortable with being exclusive with Alec. Images of watching Alec fuck someone live in front of me went through my mind, it would 3-dimensional live porn of my boyfriend which was rather horny. “You like the idea of watching your boyfriend to fuck another boy in front of you?” Alec grinned, his fist wrapping round my cock, “We can talk about this another time. Right now, I’m enjoying my knob being pleasured by my boyfriend,” he punctuated it with a thrust that was far more eager than his earlier shallow thrusts. I gasped in surprise and pleasure. It felt like a quarter of his cock is now buried in me - the most my hole ever had of his bare member. “Whoops, thrust too hard,” Alec said, surprised and apologetic, withdrawing his cock almost immediately. His expression was quickly replaced with a wicked glint when he observed my response. “Gotta be careful,” he said smoothly before sinking just the tip of his rod back in and working the bud of my hole. My hole felt the absence of Alec’s cock and I nearly begged for Alec to sink his cock all the way in. No, no, we’re too responsible for that. We shouldn’t cross the line. Yet, the forbidden fruit always seemed sweeter. He dribbled even more spit and continued his shallow thrusting. I revelled in pleasure of his cock stretching my ring as it entered and feeling all hungry as it left. Then suddenly without warning, he made another hard thrust, pushing a quarter of his tool in again before withdrawing and repeating the shallow thrusts. His eyes lit up in response to me gasping in a mixture of surprise and pleasure. “Whoops, sorry - too eager again,” he said in a husky tone. There was no apology in his eyes or in his tone of voice. We both knew that deeper thrust was deliberate. He knew he shouldn’t have done it, but he was pushing the boundaries. Distantly, I was aware that I should be outraged that he was pushing the boundaries without discussion. Instead, I discovered that I was turned on by him pushing the boundaries without a proper discussion. I wanted to remind him to only fuck with the tip, but I could not verbalise as deep down I knew I did not want him to stop. My mind was too focused on the pleasure sensory overload of my opening being worked on by his knob again and again, being so close to Alec. Just as I mustered the concentration to say something, he thrusted in again, overloading my senses and I lost my voice and cried out instead, giving in, and joining him in this madness. He repeated the process of several shallow thrusts with a deeper thrust, then reverting back to shallow thrusts. The deeper thrusts gradually felt like half his cock was now in me when he did a deeper thrust. The senses felt so heightened and I was aware that Alec’s cock was gliding more and more smoothly in my hole, as if my hole had gotten more and more lube. It dawned on me that he was leaking pre-cum in me. I could not muster protest or outrage, the pleasure was out of this world. It all felt so right and natural - being so intimate with Alec, giving my body to Alec and being tainted by Alec. I loved the spontaneity of the situation, both of us pushing the boundaries without proper discussion and it was like our two minds acting as one in this madness. It created a sense of being so in sync with each other in our mad desires, it was intoxicating. I craved to feel Alec’s body and flesh engulfing mine. “Kiss me,” I blurted. Alec leaned down towards me slowly. Our eyes locked onto each other. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I felt my legs wrapped around his hips to pull our bodies closer. This time he sank his cock into me slowly and deliberately, moving past the quarter mark of his shaft, then the halfway mark of his shaft, until finally he was balls deep in me. We both let out a contented sigh, before Alec finally kissed me slowly, just keeping us locked together, his arousal palpable as I can feel his cock throbbing. We were lost in our sense of touch of our naked bodies, lips to lips, chest to chest, crotch to bum, and shaft to passage. The awareness of his physicality was overwhelming - the sense of his beefy hairy body pressing down against my slimmer smoother one, fully joined to each other for the first time and properly consummating our relationship. Alec’s leaking cock, was now fully positioned in the deepest and most vulnerable part of my body, ready to unload his tainted seed at any moment. I started to have an inkling as to why the bug chasers and gifters used the imagery of a scorpion - a stinger - an apt imagery. With how easily his cock slid in, the walls of my arse were already coated with his spit and pre-cum. “You feel so good in me, Alec. I wish we could go on forever but we should stop before it gets out of hand,” I whispered one thing, but arms and legs clung onto Alec tightly. My hazy mind wondered why I was even protesting. I was engulfed in Alec, why should it end? The natural climax to such a bare connection was for Alec to breed me, leaving his DNA in me, knocking me up - forever binding us biologically with each other. “Just for a little bit longer, Jamie. A few more moments - what difference does it make?” Alec said and began to slowly fuck me. The full length of his shaft slide in and out slowly as he kissed and fucked my protest away. “I wanted to do this yesterday, Jamie. I wanted to fuck you raw even though you said no.” “When you came back earlier, you asked me what I was wanking off to… I was fantasizing that you fucked bare last night me even though I begged you not to.” Alec groaned with arousal and his thrusting picked up pace and pinning me down. “Did you think about me blowing my load deep inside you and knocking you up? The man that you love, who is supposed to love and protect you in return, instead delivering his poisonous cum into you and turning you poz? Me taking charge and taking the decision out of your hands?” “I did,” I panted, “it shouldn’t have turned me on, but it did. I wanted you to take charge and force yourself on me last night, marking me and making me yours.” “Shit, Jamie, I am not going to last long. Where do you want me to cum?” Alec managed to pant out. An internal war waged within me. I wanted so badly to give myself completely to Alec, to be bonded together with him by his virus, and always be able to get fucked by Alec without a condom. Yet, years of indoctrination and fear held me at bay from physically voicing yes. My mind said yes, but my voice said, “Please cum outside of me.” I could see the disappointment in Alec’s face. Instead of releasing my arms and legs around him so that he could withdraw, my arms around his neck tightened, as did my legs around his waist. A momentary look of surprise passed Alec’s eyes and my actions. He was far stronger than me and could easily break free. Instead, he stared into my pleading eyes - I did not know if I was pleading for him to withdraw or to blow his load in me. An animalistic possessive look washed over his face and he plunged deep into me and said, “Fuck it, Jamie, I’ll make you mine now.” Alec roared as he came and I felt every pulse that Alec’s cock made inside me, delivering his dirty payload in my guts. That tipped me over the edge, and my cock, sandwiched between his hairy beer belly and my smooth flat stomach, blew its load in tandem with Alec’s pulsing cock in my hole. There was a bit of shock, and a little horror, but in my pulsing orgasm, those feelings were buried by a strong sense of connection to Alec, satisfaction and satiation of how right it all felt that we crossed a line together, and I never wanted it to end.

I fuck bare. I shoot deep inside. No pull outs ever. I turn down covered fucks and guys wanting bb but pull outs. I want you to take my seed and keep it inside as long as possible. The bottoms I fuck desire seed. They work for it and will get it from me. Sometimes more than one load! It’s so natural!

I know 11 guys can definitely be considered an orgy. However calling a sample size of 11 a small study seems to be a bridge to far. One would be better served to call it anecdotal evidence.

Andrew watched as the colossal hooded man made his way towards dias and him. He didn't have as many tattoos as some of the other men in the room, just a pentacle tattooed above his navel and the phrase "Ave Satana" underneath. What really stood out, was all of his cock piercings, his PA shone menacingly in the dark church. There in the red-light, his massive footsteps pounding on the stone floor. Swinging as he stepped, his massive cock was adorned with a ladder of barbells down the underside, and a thick metal cock ring at the base. Father' colossal muscular body made his way to the dias, and Andrew couldn't help but rub his hole. He was hungry, he needed cock in him right now, and this Father would give him what he desperately needed. Turning now to the crowd of jerking, rowdy men all who watched him. Father spoke. "Brothers, I see you have done a good job of twisting this fag up for his conversion. Thank you" Andrew sat up, Father had approached the edge of the mattress, his wicked cock just centimeters from his mouth. He edged towards it, sticking his tongue out to taste the poz precum dripping from the PA. No sooner than he had a taste, was he suckling on the head of the cock. Father not missing a beat spoke even louder now. "We welcome Dom's own flesh and blood to our Dark Lords Poz brotherhood today, converting him to the debauched piggy worship of the fallen." Andrew gagged, he was desperate to worship this Poz god in front of him. Two hands were now clasped around his head, as Father idly fucked Andrews skull infront of all these men. "Mmm, Dark Lord accept this worship and gift this fag with your sin" "HAIL S@TAN" The room chanted, now baying. Andrew could hear grunting, and the smell of sweat hung heavy in the air. He looked up at Father, his glowing eyes staring into Andrews own. Andrew could imagine it was his real father, that it was the cock that made him he was worshiping now. Andrew pushed the cock deeper into his throat, his mind racing with dirty thoughts of incest. A pair of hands began to stroke his ass, Andrew pushed back, presenting more of his hole to the crowd of men behind him. The hands stroked and probed, playing gently with his hole and he nursed on Fathers cock. He felt a wetness, then a rough finger pushing deep into his hole. Andrew wish he could turn round, again gagging on the big cock infront of him, he wanted to know if it was his uncle playing with his hole. Suddenly his hole was burning, the sensation doubled in power every second. Andrew bucked his hips, he had never felt this horny before, even the hits on Poz pigs glass cock was nothing compared to this. "The fags cunt is ready Father" a voice sounded from behind Andrew, he couldn't tell who it was. Andrew bucked again, he needed cock, he needed a big poz cock in his hole now. The thick cock left his mouth, leaving him feel empty, his eyes desperately pleaded with Father as he slowly walked round the edge of the mattress. "Please fuck me Father, please" Andrew begged "You'll have our dark strain forever, the same one as your uncle, the same as your father, you want that?" "Please, please poz me Sir, I need it" "Beg him for it" gesturing forward, towards the toppled cross at the altar. "Please Lucifer, please knock me up, I need your Poz seed, I need my uncles cock." Father was behind him now, his wickedly pierced cock hanging at the tight winking entrance. Andrews back was arched, he was inexperienced but he knew that he had to, he needed it. Andrew needed a real man to fuck him right, not like the boyfriends he had at Uni, he needed a real fuck. Father's PA pushed against the tight ring, Andrew moaned in pain as it began to push past. Then one by one each of the barbells pushed past the rapidly stretching man cunt. Pushing deep into him, Andrew began to moan, half sobbing he cried out into the mattress. Andrew begged, begged for more cock, begged for his Uncle, begged for Lucifer to convert him. Father was picking up pace now, Andrew could feel every piercing tearing through him. He felt his hole stretch around the mammoth cock, he was still hungry, he needed this poz cum in his hole bad. Crying out as Fathers cock pistoned harder into his hole, a pair of strong hands muffled his mouth. Pulling his head back and arching his back more, he could feel the heavy PA drag along inside him, hitting somewhere deep inside him. His groans stiffled, he opened his eyes and saw his Uncle looking back at him, idly jerking his cock and smoking as he watched his nephew be defiled. Andrew whimpered, looking deep into his uncles eyes and then at his beautifully pierced cock. Andrew may be converted by Father, but he knew he had to have his uncles cock in his mouth whilst it happened. He needed that sin, that worship to the Dark King. Stepping towards him, Uncle Dom obliged. Father dropped his hands to Andrews shoulders, as Uncle Dom placed his thick cock at his lips and enveloped Andrew in a cloud of smoke. Opening to suckle on the sweet poz precun that dripped from the PA, he could feel his Uncle tense. Suddenly hot salty piss filled Andrews mouth, burning with a chemical taste Andrew dutifully tried to swallow. Piss trickled down Andrews body, pooling in the dirty mattress that he was being converted on. Andrew guzzled the chem piss from his uncle, looking deep into Doms eyes, hoping that his Uncle would be proud of him. "Good fag" Dom gently ruffled Andrews hair, pushing his cock deeper into Andrews mouth.

Uncle Dom walked towards him, a black harness strapped across his thick and hairy chest. Nipples were weighed down with thick metal rings, and so was his cock. Andrew gulped, he watched his uncle lazily walk towards him across the church hall. His thick cock swinging, the thing was massive, Andrew couldn't take his eyes off of it. He tried to convince himself that this was weird, that he should run, but his feet stuck to the floor. "Andrew, I see you made it" Andrews eyes darted from the thick cock infront of him, to the handsome face of his uncle. "Um, I.. uh" Andrew stammered, this was all too much. His Uncle, the man of his dreams was stood right in front of him, beads of sweat running down his hairy chest. A large Biohazard tattoo emblazoned proudly beneath his navel. "Come meet some of my brothers" Dom grabbed his hand, completely ignoring the stuttering twink infront of him. He didn't care that he was naked infront of his own nephew, his own flesh and blood. He did care, his thick pierced cock twitched at the potential this scene had. It had been Father's idea, he had asked the congregation for new blood, Dom had kindly offered up his male relatives. Andrew was led across the room, to a group of lads sat around on some broken pews, each of them scantily clad. They each bore plenty of tattoos; scorpions, biohazard symbols, devils. Each of them also were adorn with plenty of metal. Andrew could see plenty of barbells hanging from nipples, and bull rings in noses. Besides his Uncles own Prince Albert, he could see plenty of others alongside a load of other different cock piercings. The skinheads all turned to appraise the fresh meat that had turned up at their door. "Whose this fag?" A pale skinhead asked, he had "POZ PIG" emblazoned in wicked looking letters across his chest. Andrew immediately glanced at the floor, he didn't know what to do. Immediately he felt Doms strong hand rest on his shoulder. "The fans my nephew, he's here to convert" "Oh is he? Huh fag? Want to join the dark ones church? Ready for his gifts?" Andrew didn't know what was going on, he looked up and met Poz Pigs gaze. The man was now standing inches from his face, he was skinnier that his Uncle, but he was wiry. Andrew shrunk a little, he knew he couldn't face up to a man like him, better to roll over. "I.. uh, I'm not sure I'm supposed to be..." A slap landed across Andrews face, his eyes watered a little bit, his gaze returning to the floor. His eyes caught a glimpse of his uncle, smirking, his cock now fully hard watching this play out. "Oh your supposed to be here fag, Father said so. Now be a good little fag and know your fucking place" Poz Pig spat the last words into Andrews face, his hand now resting under his chin. Andrew winced as his face was upturned to Poz Pigs, his body was so close, he could feel the head of his pierced cock press into his stomach. Now the energy of the room had shifted, the commotion had roused a few onlookers from the rest of the room. Uncle Doms 'brothers' were now all eyes on Andrew, as they watched him look up into Poz Pigs face. Another smack landed across Andrews face, the hand under his jaw holding him in place. Andrew submitted, part of him slipped away. He had never really thought of himself as a submissive person, but as he felt the eyes of all these alpha men and his uncle on him, he couldn't help it. He struggled to meet Poz Pigs gaze, he knew now that he was at the bottom of this particular food chain. "Ease up on the fag, its his first day" Uncle Dom stepped in, he knew when to assert his dominance. Placing his big hands on his shoulders, Uncle Dom steered Andrew away from Poz Pig and towards the bulk of the group of 'brothers'. Taking a seat at one of the pews that were piled up in the Church Hall, he directed Andrew onto his knee. Andrew still reeling from his submission to Poz Pig, didn't think twice sitting on his uncles naked leg, inches away from the thick cock that had only hypnotised him minutes ago. Uncle Dom rested a strong arm around his waist, securing Andrew onto his leg. He wasn't going anywhere unless Uncle Dom let him. A few men from across the hall had turned back to their smoking and conversations, but a few had not. Big white clouds erupted irregularly from the groups, the smokers attitudes steadily changing. A bong was slowly making its way round Andrews captors group aswell, passing from hand to hand. "Fucking good shit Dom, guna make today's service so fucking good" Poz Pig was surrounded by a thick cloud of white chemical smelling smoke. "Thought I'd bring the good shit for my nephews introduction, the fags not guna know what hit him" Andrew squirmed in his Uncles lap, then action only prompting Doms arms to grip him tighter, pulling him further into his Uncles crotch. Andrew could feel his Uncles thick piercing press against the small of his back, his cock pushing underneath his shirt. "I.. uh" "Quiet now boy" The command came from his uncle, again Andrew felt the call to submit. Where was this all coming from? he wasn't usually so docile. The glass pipe changed hands one more, his uncle releasing Andrews waist to accept the gift. The lighter burned as Andrew watched his uncle fill the pipe with white smoke, his big hands clutching the glass bong. He watched as the pipe emptied and his Uncle place it on the pew next to him. Andrew knew what was in the pipe, he knew what the biohazard tattoo in his uncles lap meant. Andrew turned to look at his Uncle Dom, his eyes glassy, he was looking at Andrew. A need was in his eyes, and Andrew could only oblige, leaning in Andrews lips parted as his Uncle Dom shotgunned the Tina into his lungs.

My dad... then his buddy. After the flood gates opened... any man who would have me. I let anyone and everyone have my ass.