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Hey guys. This is the first story I've written in awhile. I used to have an account as btm4bbrn, but deleted it awhile back for personnel reasons. This first chapter has a bunch of lead up, I promise there will be more exciting chapters soon. As always, feed back is always a appreciated! Check out my other stories. They are: Scorpion Bikers Turned Over Christmas XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Chapter 1 This is a story about how I, a once straight college jock boy, was turned into a bottom slut for black cock overnight by a random stranger. A little about me. My name is Riley, and I am about to start my Sophomore year of college. I'm about 19 years old, and stand about 6'2" and 170lbs. My white body is not overly muscular, but I was pretty toned from playing sports in high school and hitting the weights during my freshman year. I have brown hair, with a high fade on the sides that led to longer hair on top that I kept in a messy look. It all started as I was waiting at the gate to catch my flight back to college. I had just flown into Chicago from Iowa, and was waiting to catch my connecting flight. I grew up in a smaller midwestern town and I was going to college in Georgia. I did not want to be so far from home, but I had gotten an academic scholarship. Due to the distance, my parents decided to pay for me to fly back to school to save on a multi day road trip in my car that was not all that reliable. They had drove me down to school last year, but this year they decided that I could make the trip down myself. I sat at the gate, waiting for the 830pm flight, scrolling through Tik Tok on my phone with my airpods in. I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, and saw somebody sit down across from me. I looked up and saw a very large black man sitting there, also scrolling through his phone. This man looked to be in his late 30's, and he was wearing dress slacks and polo shirt. This man was ripped, with bulging arms with big veins that were stretching the sleeves of his shirt. His pants were tighter, and I noticed his calves and thighs looked solid against the fabric. He looked to be about 6'4", with hair buzzed short on the sides that led to longer curly hair on top. He and black scruff on his face, and I could see some tattoo's stretching out from under his sleeves and going down his arms, but I was unable to make out what they were. I went back to my phone, and soon heard the gate agent come over the PA to say that the flight was delayed due to maintence. About an hour later, the gate agent came back on and told us that they were unable to fix the issue and that the flight would be cancelled. The next flight would be the next day when they were able to get a spare part in. I groaned and pulled out my cell phone, calling my girlfriend over my airpods. I had been dating Audrey since the middle of my freshman year, and we had managed to do the long distance relationship over the summer. The phone rang, and she eventually picked up. I told her about the flight, and she was upset that it was now going to be even longer until we were able to see each other, even if it was only another couple hours, or at most a day. I told her I would spend the night in the airport since I didn't have money for a room, and we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. No sooner then right after I hung up the phone and took my airpods out did a hear a voice, and realized the black man sitting across from me was talking to me. "Bro you really planning to spend the night in the airport? Thats fucking brutal!" the man said. "Yeah dude, headed back to school and I'm pretty tight on money. Looks like I'm camping out tonight" I smirked and said back to him as I gathered my things. "Nah man. I just booked a room at the airport hotel here. It's got two beds. I can't let you stay here over night buddy thats just wrong". I told him I appreciated the offer, but I would be fine staying for just one night. The man was persistent, and would not talk no for an answer. He was adamant that I take up his offer, telling me he just felt bad knowing I was gonna be sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. He eventually wore me down, and I agreed to stay with him, mostly because it was apparent he was not going to take no for an answer. I figured whats the worst it could be, it's only one night and it beat sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. Little did I know this decision would change my life forever. I grabbed my backpack and followed him, as he drug his small carry on bag behind him. We made small talk as we walked across the airport and over to the hotel across the street. I found out his name was Adrian, and that he was here visiting for work and trying to get home as well. I told him I was going back to college, and that I was from Iowa. We stopped at the baggage carousel on the way out of the airport to grab my luggage, but the airline said the luggage was already loaded into the plane and they did not have the staffing to have anybody unload them. I just laughed to myself, my day had gone from bad to worse.What next I thought to myself. I did not have any spare clothes or anything to wear besides what I had on. Adrian just laughed and "Boy they are really screwing you over tonight. Don't worry we will figure something out", and with that he kept walking. We got checked into the hotel, and Adrian insisted we grab food at the restaurant in the hotel lobby. I tried to just sit there and not order anything since I did not have money, but Adrian insisted I order and that he was buying. I ordered a burger and a water, and we made small talk as we ate. Adrian asked about school, home, and if I had a girlfriend. I filled him in on Audrey, and he just smiled and said "good for you bro." I found out he was single, and had just joined a business firm after getting out of the military and he was traveling for work. Adrian sat and drank whiskey while I sipped on water as we visited. I wanted nothing more but to get to the room so I could get to bed and get on my flight the next day, but Adrian seemed to be in no sense of a hurry. We continued talking, mostly him asking me questions and staring at me with his brown eyes. His attitude was matter of fact, and he was kind of arrogant, but who was I to judge a man who was giving me a place to stay and even bought me a meal. Eventually the restaurant said they were closing and forced us out. We grabbed our things and I followed Adrian up to the room. Once in the room, Adrian told me I could hit the shower and wash the travel dirt off of me. I didn't particularly want to shower, but he said it in a way that made me feel like I should, and I felt like it was the polite thing to do if this man was suggesting it. "I know you don't have anything to change into, I'll see if I have anything for you to wear buddy" he called out as I went into the bathroom. I told him that was not necessary and got into the shower. I turned off the water and got out of the shower. As I pulled the curtain back I noticed all of my things were out of the bathroom. My clothes were gone, and my wallet and cellphone were missing from the bathroom counter. What the fuck I thought to myself. "Hey Adrian have you seen my things?", I yelled out of the bathroom. "Bro I grabbed them, come out here I found something for you to wear". Jesus I thought to myself, this guy is just over the top. I tucked a towel around my naked waist, and awkwardly walked out of the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was standing at the foot of the bed, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs and a gold necklace. I could see his chest was firm and round, and the crotch of the boxers had a rather large bulge. This threw me off at first, but then I quickly figured Adrian must be getting ready to hop in the shower himself. "Get the fuck over here faggot and get on your knees". What the fuck I thought to myself, there's no fucking way. This guy must have me confused for something else. "Ah...ha...I don't swing that way buddy, remember I told you I have a girlfriend?" This seemed to put Adrian into a rage, and I saw fire in his eyes. He lurched forward, and grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and grabbed my dick through the towel with his other hand. I immediately panicked, and tried to back up and break free, but this man towered over me and was much stronger. He held me with a firm grip, and I struggled to breath as he held my throught and it felt like he was going to rip my dick off. "Did you think you were getting all of this for free boy? You think you were just gonna take advantage of a free room, eat a meal on my dime, and not have to pay for it? No I know your white college ass is broke as fuck, but you're gonna pay another way. Maybe next time you should think twice about staying with random strangers". My heart race and I panicked, not knowing what the fuck was going on or how I was going to be able to talk myself out of this predicament. "Please..just let me...go man I'm so sorry" I struggled to get out, with the large black hand still firmly around my neck. "You got two options here white boy. Either you can walk out of this room right now, stark naked and figure out what to do with yourself, or you can spend the night with me and work off your debt in other ways with that sexy body of yours. If you stay, you're gonna become very friendly with my big cock before you catch that flight tommorrow. Also, I got your phone and wallet locked in the safe, so those will be staying with me until I decided to give them back in the morning". Adrian eased up on my throat, and asked "Well whats it gonna be boy?". I sat there in silence, not knowing what to say or do. It felt like I had a frog in my throat and my stomach had dropped to the floor. I had no idea what other option I had other than to stay, because god knows I couldn't walk into the lobby naked as the day I was born without being arrested. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I was repulsed at the thought of what this man planned to do to me, but I decided that I would do what I had to do to get through the night and get on my plan tommorrow and let all of this be a distant memory. "I...uh...I guess I will...uh...guess I will stay Adrian" I gulped and looked down at my feet, wishing I could just crawl into a hole and disappear. My hands were trembling and I dreaded what the rest of this night might bring.

After spending an extended time away from the hookup sites and apps, I recently found myself hungrier than ever for the feeling of a hard raw cock in my ass. I reactivated some lapsed memberships, including my subscription to BBRT. Scrolling through the guys in my area, I came across an interesting one: versatile top, my age or a bit older, kinky and nasty like me (for example, we had both listed "ws" as a kink). There were a lot more "ask me" responses than I would typically be interested in, but I had a sense that he and I had chatted before, long ago, and that his status used to read "positive." So of course, I had to reach out. I introduced myself, explained that I, too, was looking for some non-vanilla fun, and made a point to tell him that I didn't care about his status. We chatted back and forth for a while. He shared his cock pic - about 6" cut, nice and thick - and before long we had agreed that I would drive to his place, about 10 miles away. I was already all-in when he messaged me the clincher: "Would you be open to a couple of my top friends joining?" Would I?!?! While I have always enjoyed playing one on one with a guy, once that first cock gets in my hole I never want the sensation to stop, so I have always been partial to servicing groups of tops. "I'd love that," was my emphatic reply. A half-hour later I was parked in front of his house. It was a cul-de-sac neighborhood, with trees and cars lining the street. There were three cars already in his driveway. Seeing this, I felt the first trace of nervousness creep in to join the horniness and excitement I had been feeling since chatting with him. I took a few hits from my brown bottle to relax before exiting my car, putting the bottle in my pocket as I did. I don't remember walking to his door, but suddenly I was standing in front of hit and ringing the doorbell. It was answered by a slender guy in his mid-60s. He was naked, unabashedly showing off his taut stomach and a 0-gauge piercing at the tip of his long, slender cock. "Your guest is here," he said to someone inside, and a moment later the homeowner - the guy I had been chatting with online - appeared. He, too, was naked. He looked older than I had expected and was built like the first guy, but his flaccid cock was slightly shorter and lacked the piercing of the other's. "Come on in," he said, waving me inside. The door opened directly into the living room. It was a typical room with a TV, a couch and an easy chair, but in the corner a sling had been hung from heavy-duty eye hooks that were screwed into the ceiling. The coffee table had been moved from the center of the room and in its place sat a small, inflatable kiddie pool. As I looked around the room I saw there were two more guys, presumably also the host's friends. One looked like he was close to my own age, with more of a 'dad bod' that was covered in light-colored hair. The other was younger and more muscular. The thick piece of meat hanging between his legs had to be eight inches soft. I wondered in passing if he was a grower or a shower. The four men surrounded me and began to pull at my clothes. In no time I was naked, and they guided me into the kiddie pool, pushing me down to my knees. They had placed a folded towel on the hard wood floor under the center of the pool to provide cushion for my knees. Once I was kneeling, someone behind me placed a blindfold over my eyes and tied it tight. Then my arms were pulled behind my back, and I felt the cold touch of metal on my wrists as a set of handcuffs clicked shut around them. Another pair of cuffs was then locked around my ankles. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not big on bondage, though I've been a blindfolded cum dump on many an occasion. As they shackled my arms and legs I had to fight a feeling of panic that began to rise within me. It helped that the next thing they did was to hold an open brown bottle beneath each nostril. I took several deep breaths and felt some of the panic subside as my head began to swim. No one spoke. The only sound was that of a car passing by on the street outside. Then the plastic pool bottom made a crinkling sound and I knew someone had stepped in front of me. I felt my muscles tense as I waited for something to happen. After a moment of suspense, I suddenly felt a strong stream of warm liquid splash against my chest and run down my stomach, trickling over my balls before dripping into the pool. Then a second stream hit the back of my neck, running down my back and my ass crack. Still no one spoke as a salty, ammonia-like scent filled the air. They were using me as a piss mop! My cock stiffened a little at the realization. The first stream petered out and soon was replaced by a third. He picked up where the first had left off, but I felt him working the stream upward. I tilted my head back in an instinctive move to get my face away from it, but all that did was delay the inevitable. He worked up my neck before the golden stream splashed onto my face. I pursed my lips and closed my eyes under the blindfold. It was everywhere - in my nostrils, in my hair, even trickling into my ears. The piss fell like rain into the pool as they used my body as a urinal. The second and third guys finished, leaving me soaked and, now that the piss had cooled to room temperature, a bit chilled. I stayed there on my knees, droplets running down my body and dripping into the puddle that had formed around my knees. I was sure that the fourth guy would soon take his turn, and I was right. He stepped into the pool in front of me, his feet making slight splashing noises as he did so. I felt a pair of hands on my head and then his cock pressed against my lips. Instinctively, I opened my mouth. He slid his cock inside and began to empty his bladder down my throat. My mouth filled with the warmth and salt of his piss. I began to gulp greedily, careful not to waste a drop. "That's it," he said, the sneer on his face audible in his voice. "Swallow that charged piss, pig." I kept swallowing until at last the stream died away and he took his cock out of my mouth. I heard the host's voice say, "Let's get him in the sling." Two pairs of arms helped me to my feet. The shackles on my ankles had a slightly longer chain, and I was barely able to step over the lip of the pool and hobble across the floor. I was still wet and cold, but that was obviously of no concern to them. They spun me around and helped me get seated in the sling. My hands were freed momentarily so they could lift my arms over my head. My wrists were manacled to the suspension chains. Then the same was done to my feet. Soon I was helpless on my back, my hands and feet tied above me. The brown bottles were placed under my nose again, and I took a few more deep breaths as I felt someone smear lube on the outside of my hole, then two fingers penetrated me to coat my insides. They worked around in circles inside me, loosening my sphincter for the assault that was to come. Then the fingers were removed and I felt the tip of someone's cock pressing on my hole. There was a momentary flash of cold, and I realized that it was the guy with the piercing who was going first. I felt a sting as he pushed his way inside. He was going to tear me up before the other guys took their turns. He started slowly, the PA dragging up and down inside my rectum. It felt like a hot poker and I squirmed and moaned involuntarily. I had been fucked by a PA before, but this felt different. The pain was much greater than I would have expected. "I think he likes it," said the sneering voice as the pace quickened. I smelled the brown bottles under my nostrils again and breathed heavily, trying to relax away the pain. It worked, but only slightly. Before long I heard the voice announce, "Here it comes! Take my load, slut." With that, the cock inside me began to spasm, pumping the contents of his balls into my now torn-up hole. I felt one more jab of pain as he pulled out. I felt some of his cum dripping out of the gape he left behind. "Mmmm, nice and pink," said the host. "You tore him up good." Another cock positioned itself at my hole, and once again the brown bottles appeared under my nose. My ass burned as it slid in and out, causing me to squirm and moan some more. Before long it, too, was spitting its load deep into my guts. Then it was the third guy's turn. He must have been especially turned on, as it only took a few pumps before he added his DNA to the others'. Finally it was the fourth guy's turn. As he entered my hole I felt an explosion of pain, as though I was bring physically split in half. I tried to stifle a scream as I rocked my body, trying to pull away. "I don't think he likes your monster cock," said the sneering voice. "You'd think with three loads already in him he'd be ready for it." The brown bottles made a final appearance under my nose, and as I inhaled the top grabbed my thighs and rammed the entire length of his cock inside me. I moaned - loudly - in pain as he bottomed out in my hole. As the poppers took effect he began to pound me, gripping my thighs tightly to keep me from pulling away. My hands grasped the suspension chains and squeezed tight as I did my best to withstand this latest assault. He drilled me for what seemed like an eternity before he at last announced that he was going to cum. I am convinced that had I met that fourth guy one on one, I would have had no problem taking that massive cock - with lots of lube and hits from my brown bottle, of course. Ordinarily I would want him to stay inside me after he came, in the hopes that he could go again. But with the damage done to my insides by the first, pierced top, all I wanted in that moment was for him to pull out. And as the spasms subsided and my guts absorbed their fourth load of DNA that evening, he finally did just that. I heard a splat on the floor beneath me as all the cum that had been dumped inside me spilled out of my gaping hole. I hung there in the sling, panting like a dog, totally and utterly exhausted from my experience. After a few minutes my wrists and ankles were released. Two men helped me to my feet, then guided me back onto my knees on the cold hardwood floor. What were they doing to me now? One by one, each cock that had been in my ass entered my mouth. The first was the one with the PA, the one that had destroyed my hole. As I cleaned his cock I could taste ass and cum but also blood, and of course metal. My tongue found the piercing and discovered that it was not a 0-gauge loop as I first thought. Instead it was cast in the shape of a "C", with a barbed hook on one end and a smooth round ball on the other. That explained the extra pain I had felt when he fucked me. I finished cleaning cum and ass and blood from the other cocks, then was helped to my feet and the blindfold removed. The lights had been turned down but they still caused me to squint as my eyes adjusted. The host motioned to the easy chair, where my clothes had been neatly folded and placed sometime during the evening. "Go ahead and get dressed," the host said. "It was great to meet you." I stammered some kind of response through the mental fog I was in, then got dressed and left. My ass hurt, and sitting in the car made it worse, so I drove home as quickly as I could. Reaching my apartment, I showered and lay down on the couch, where I promptly fell asleep. I slept soundly and didn't wake up until the next morning. As I sat up I felt a momentary sting of pain that settled into a dull throb once I was upright. Pulling out my phone, I opened BBRT and found a new message in my inbox. "Welcome to the brotherhood." It's been three weeks and with all the viruses going around - COVID, RSV, flu, the cold - I can't be certain, but I'm pretty sure that I'm in the midst of the fuck flu. After giving my hole a week to recover, I went back for Round 2, though this time the guy with the pierced cock wasn't there and I swallowed everyone's piss. Round 3 was just me and the super-hung guy, who turned out to be 8 inches soft and 11 hard - and I took every last inch without issue once my hole had healed. These guys are quickly turning into regular playmates, and while I won't ever get tested to find out for sure, they’ll always be the men who converted me.

I was traveling for work and checked out Grindr. Being in a smaller town there wasn't much around. I came across a profile of a mid 40s black guy. Toned body, claimed he had a ten inch cock. I was skeptical, but he showed me his album and I could see he did have a big cock. He was in a hotel 40 minutes away, and I agreed to meet up with him. I prepped and left. When I got to the hotel he opened the door wearing only a pair of jeans and no shirt. His cock was rock hard and looked MASSIVE. It went down to his mid thigh and looked like he seriously had a cucumber in his pants. I went inside, and he grabbed me and started kissing my neck and pinching my nips. I was rock hard immediately. I got on my knees and he dropped his pants. He was going commando, . and he wasn't lying about the ten inches. I thought there was no way I was going to be able to take something that big in my ass. I started sucking it and my mouth barely fit around it and I could only take about half of it down my throat. My hand didn't close when I stroked it. Eventually he decided it was time to fuck me. I told him the only way I would be able to get that big cock in right away was if I rode it. I slowly slid down his cock, and after a bit I had the whole raw cock in my ass and his balls were resting against my cheeks. My ass had never felt so full. After I stretched a bit I started going to town. The guy stopped me and told me he was close and didn't want to come yet. He pushed me back, his cock never left my ass, and started fucking me doggy. He came after a bit and collapsed on my back. His cock never went totally soft. After a few minutes he was hard again and started fucking me again. His cock still had never left my ass. I was amazed. He blew a second load and collapsed on my back again. After a minute his cock shrunk and slid out of my ass, followed by a little of his cum. I told him I wanted a 3rd load and he told me if I could get him hard again he would. I started sucking his dick again and after about 15 minutes he was rock hard again. Fucked me rougher than the first two times and gave me a 3rd load. I left there wanting more. I could tell my whole was gaping and I could feel my boxers were already wet with his leaking loads as I walked thru the lobby to go home. His loads leaked from my ass the whole way home.

Chapter 8 As I was walking out of Aaron and Jay's, I noticed there light coming out of Henrique's bedroom at Marc's cabin now. I walked over to the bedroom window but the blinds were mostly closed with about an 1in gap at the bottom. I walked up to the window and was going to knock on it and see if I could get Henrique's attention. I peaked in from the gap first and saw Henrique on his knees sucking a black guy's dick with his left hand wrapped around the base of the huge black dick while his right hand was busy stroking a white guy's dick that was equally as hung. He moved back and forth sucking and stroking both dicks. They barely could fit in his mouth but that didn't stop him from trying. I couldn't see anything from the chest up of the two guys that Henrique was blowing because they were standing up. I could tell both of them had muscular butt. The white guy had tattoos covering his right left from knee up. I could tell both of the men standing up were slamming because they both untied something from their left arm around the same time and the white guy set down two syringes on the desk. There was already one on the desk. I could only assume Henrique had taken his already. Both men standing had their arm raised for a min or two then it seemed like they leaned into each other to make out and play with each other's nipples. I could only tell by their elbow position and filled in what I couldn't see with my own imagination. I bet that high got them feeling amazing. Henrique got up and lay on his back on the bed. He positioned himself so his head was hanging over the edge of the bed. He immediately opens his mouth and pulls his legs up and holds them with his hands like a well trained bottom boy. Two guys wasted no time to fill up both of his holes. His face show not one bit of discomfort taking the BBC. The dude went in slow but pushed it in balls deep on his first attempt. The BWC made him gag a bunch but despite his face being covered with drolls, not once did he let the cock fall out of his mouth. After a min or two the white guy walked away to somewhere I couldn't see but the top started pounding Henrique hard. Not only could I hear the pounding outside of the house for the first time since I've been watching. I could also hear Henrique moaning for the first time. Damn…..That face he was making, the way he reached up and grabbed onto the edge of the bed tightly and the way he moaned loudly with pleasure was exactly what I wanted to do to him. I knew there's a bottom side of him beneath that tough guy act that he puts up. I know I didn't have any more loads left in me but my dick is hard as a rock and my nipples even got hard just watching this. Then the black guy stopped pounding him and picked up and started hitting a bong bc the white guy came back with a slam for Henrique. After injecting that clear solution next to Henrique's right neck region, he set down the syringe and handed Henrique a rag, which probably was soaked with poppers. After Henrique was done coughing he pressed his face into the rag for over a min while the white guy sat on Henrique's dick facing the black guy with his arms wrapped around his neck while the top picked up his pace again. After a few minutes the top cum first bc he arched his back and was fucking Henrique much slower now. The white guy riding Henrique's dick shot his load all over the top's chest, hands free. Henrique must have cum around the same time bc when the white guy got up from his dick. I could see the residual cum on his cock. Then all three of them left the room. I assume they went in the shower together. I decided not to get their attention because I needed some rest. I was fully drained. There was no way I could have participated. My life returned to normal for a couple days but in my mind, Friday could not come soon enough. Then Wednesday shortly after I got up, I got a video call from Jay. I answered and saw both of them laying next to one another with their oily skin and stroking their cock. I wonder if they were covered in lube or oil, then I heard Jay said “Time to open that box I gave you pup” “Yes sir” I responded and got it out of my drawer. I locked my door and closed the curtains in my bedroom and put a towel in front of my door because I had no idea what might happen after I opened the box and didn’t want my mom to come into my room or hear me. I put on one ear bud just so my other ear can still hear my parents’ if they come knocking. “I got it Sir. What’s the code?” I softly whisper I opened it up. In the box is a hollow buttplug, a pair of jocks neatly folded, and a syringe and a bottle with clear solution in it. I can only guess what that is. “You know what to do pup. The day is just getting started. All we want is to see you finish that bottle we premade for you. You can tell us how it feels and what you do when you come over on Friday” I pull the syringe to the position where the shots I’ve taken the past couple weeks were and realize that there were still a lot left in the bottle “All of it you said, sir?” I asked with a tone of disbelieve “Yes. All of it. I’m sure you know by now, that’s two slams to help you get started with your day” I've taken two before, but they did it for me. I have never slammed myself before. Now I have to do two!! My worries must be showing on my face. Aaron said “We’ll walk you through pup. Don’t worry” I tied up my arm as tight as I could make it bc I don't know if I can do a second shot. I'm still really worried because my mom is downstairs. She for sure will be able to tell that I don't look right. She can even tell when I'm heading out to hookups somehow. Then an idea went off in my head. “May I ask a question sir?” I asked “what is it, pup?” Aaron said “does my uncle Jerry….. do this?” I asked “What do you think, pup? Why do you ask?” “well….. I'm worried that I'll do it wrong and waste your gift. How about I go find uncle Jerry and ask him to help me? I will give you guys a call back so you guys can see that I follow through” Aaron and Jay whispered to each other then Aaron said “deal but you have an hour” “yes sir” I put everything back in the box and rushed into the shower. While I was in the shower, I tried really hard to find a way to bring this up to my uncle Jerry. Prior to the other night. I haven't seen him or talked to him since dad and mom separated a few years ago. I've talked to a few times through facetime when I video call my dad. They were both shirtless those times when I called. I guess I caught them in the middle of their workout. I wonder the person uncle Jerry referred to the other day was dad and they were in the middle of fucking someone together. The thought of it is making me hard. Uncle Jerry is a contractor. He has his woodshop and his place is right above his shop. Let's hope he's at his shop or at home because I didn't even ask what will happen if it takes me longer than an hour. It doesn't look like he's in his shop when I pull into the parking lot by his building. I grabbed my backpack and rang the doorbell to his place. I'm nervous. Still undecided what to tell him or know whether he'd be ok with what I'm about to ask him. I find myself pacing and adjusting myself and completely forget that I'm doing all that in front of a doorbell camera. I had to ring the doorbell a second time and just as I thought maybe he isn't home and is about to head back to my car and come up with a plan B I heard his voice coming through “Hey Benny boy. Sorry. I'm in the shower. I unlocked the door for you. Why don't you let yourself up. Give me a few minutes and I'll be right out.” “oh ok. Thanks” Everything in his place is so neatly organized. He's always been a man who is disciplined and way smarter than he led on. He's single as far as I know. He's always said that he likes being a free spirit and can't be tamed. I can hear the water running from the bathroom in his bedroom when I got up the steps. “hey Benny boy. Help yourself with some ice tea in the fridge” he shouted from his bathroom “ok. Thank you” I've been drinking his sun brewed iced tea since I was little. As I pour myself a glass, I still cannot believe what I'm here to do. The water in the shower stopped and uncle Jerry asked “so long time Benny. How's college treating you?” “It's good. I miss playing sports. I mean….I do play but not competitively anymore” “I remember your dad talking about that. Everyone expected me to be a star athlete in college but I just wanted to do carpentry and do my own thing. So what brought you in today?” “ummm…. I need help with something. I'll tell when you are done in the bathroom” “Ok. I'll be right out. Does your mom know you're here?’ he asked “Oh no. She doesn't know” I said while I'm texting Aaron and Jay letting them know that I'm at Uncle Jerry's but might be a few minutes late bc he's been in the shower Matter of fact I already told mom that I'm staying with friends then headed up to the cabin again this weekend just in case things go the way it's been the past two times I got high. I don't want to have to talk to her while I'm high and horny out of my mind. I hear uncle Jerry turning the light switch off and his footsteps walking toward me. When I looked up, he was still drying his hair and ear with a towel but had on a red and white pattern athletic brief. God.. He looks great. He's tanned and has a great body definition. I could not stop looking at his bulge. I could almost feel him fucking me again. He was by far the best at everything he did. He was dominant but also passionate. I find myself zoning out for a few seconds then he said “you are here because you miss my cock in you, don't you Benny” “uh what….” he caught me completely off guard and I didn't know what to say. He's standing right in front of me so close that his dick almost touch my nose “I'm not going to ask how you got mixed up with Aaron and Jay but I know I fucked you last weekend. I knew the moment I got there because I've watched you butt naked since you were little. You have a small birthmark on your left thigh so I recognized it right away” he said My head is spinning and I lost my words but at least the hardest part of the conversation is out of the way I suppose “don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. Your face already confirmed that you know exactly what I'm talking about” he moved forward and his dick is now touching my face with his head hanging right at my mouth. His brief is the only thing keeping it from going in my mouth “go ahead. Show me what you come here to do. I can tell you are starting to feel the swirl. That's why it took me a while before I answered the doorbell. I mixed in some g in your favorite drink.” he said as he slid his hands down my chest and his fingers started playing with my nipples “well…. I do need your help with something” I mumbled the words out “yeah? What is it Benny boy? Or do you like to be called a slut? Your hole was already filled with cum before I fucked you last weekend. That's your calling isn't it. Be a slut. A slut who crave for his uncles’ dick and want more of it” “I need help with this. It's from Aaron and Jay but I don't know what to do. And… And they want to watch me do it on video” I opened the box and show it to him “hahaha like a true cum slut you are. So you need my help with your slut assignment, huh?” he said as he turned on his TV and grab his tablet Then I saw Aaron and Jay on his TV. He called them and put the web chat on his TV. Both of them are still chilling on their bed stroking their dick and passing poppers back and forth to each other “I heard you guys gave my nephew here an assignment” uncle Jerry asked “It was his idea to go to you. Did you slam him already?” Aaron said as Jay began to suck his dick “not yet. His assignment was to let you two watch him, isn't it? Do you guys want a close up or how do you want to see this?” Uncle Jerry asked “how about from the side? Since you are doing it for him, he should do some work with his mouth for you” said Aaron Uncle Jerry motioned me to go sit on an ottoman and face him. But first he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him and stuck his tongue into my mouth. I've always thought uncle Jerry was hot as earlyas I knew that I was gay but I have never dreamt of making out with him. Most definitely not what he's about to do for me. He slowly removed my shirt and then my shorts. He saw that I'm only wearing a jockstrap so he grabbed my butt and brush his finger on my hole briefly and said “damn. I've been wanting to fuck that ass of yours for so long. I knew you used to watch me shower when we went camping. The couple times I got myself off in the shower. I did it for you. I was hoping this day will come. I didn't quite expect this soon. I most definitely didn't expect you to be a chem slut. I love it” said Uncle Jerry. He gave me another kiss then pushed my shoulder and motioned me to sit down. His dick is less than an inch away from my face again “You can help yourself Benny boy. It's what you came here for, is it?” “yes uncle Jerry” I said “That's so hot to hear him say that” said Jay while he get ready to give himself a slam as Aaron was now sucking his dick. Aaron seems to have no problem putting Jay's dick all the way in his throat. “How strong is this shit in here. There's enough for two. I don't suppose you packed one for me, did you?” uncle Jerry asked “it's about your usual. The whole thing was meant for him but we're ok and let you make the call, uncle Jerry. As long as you leave the camera on for a while. Said Jay I lean forward to start licking uncle Jerry's dick through his underwear. He smells so good since he just got out of the shower. I could feel his dick getting hard slowly and getting too big to be contained within his brief so his head started peeking out from the side. I wrap my lips tightly around his head and start sucking on it before I proceed to pull down his brief. He tied up his arm as well as mine. His dick is nice. Not too thick, not too long but who am I kidding. It is 10.5in. I must not be able to judge sizes well because I'm so spun. I began to lick his balls. That's when he said, “you wanna do one for me too? Don't worry. I'll take care of most but I want you to push it in me as I do to you, OK.” He stuck a needle in his arm then quickly got one ready on my arm too. Then he said “ready? On the count of 3 then watch what I'm doing to you and stay on the same pace as me, got it” “mmmm” I nodded while both of his balls are in my mouth” Aaron is in doggie position in front of their camera. Both of them have their attention on us while Jay lube up his dick and Aaron's hole. “1….2….3” I did pretty well keeping up with Uncle Jerry pace because we finished around the same time and untied our arms at the same time. Except he regained control of himself much quicker than I could. While everything was still racing for me. He motioned me to climb on his love seat on the side. It's the perfect furnish to let him bury his tongue in. Good thing he doesn't have neighbors otherwise they for sure can hear me moaning. He first use his tongue touching around the sides of my hole then lightly tap on it right in the center while his hands reaches around and rubbing my inner thigh in circular motion, making me open up my legs wider and wider for him “ooh oh.. Uncle Jerry….” I said while breathing heavily He started using the tip of his tongue swiping up and down through my hole then finally his whole tongue press up against it “how is it Jerry? How does your nephew's hole taste?” Uncle Jerry didn't answer. He backed away, grabbed the lube from the side table drawer, handed me an unlabeled popper and said “take a deep breath and DO NOT let go until you count to 20”. I did it while he put on a cock ring and stretcher on my balls. As soon as I let it out, he said the same thing. This time he curl up his tongue and is forcefully fucking my hole harder and deeper. He lubed up my dick and was stroking it downwards. I can't help it but to moan while holding my breath in. When I let go of my breath, uncle Jerry has his tongue in me as deep as he can be. My hands are holding my butt cheeks open for him. His hand cover the head of my dick and rubbing it in a circular motion “oooohhh uncle……. You're so good” I said “turn around then ake another big hit Benny. This time hold it until 30. While you hold your breath, come show uncle what you can do” I turn around. I saw that Jay is pounding Aaron in the video chat. No wonder it's been somewhat quiet. His hand is covering Aaron's mouth while he rapes Aaron's hole. I've never seen Aaron looking so vulnerable. I started taking my hit of poppers while uncle Jerry pinching my nipple with one hand and lightly biting the other. He stopped when he heard that I got done hitting poppers. I handed him the bottle of poppers then he turned and lay down on the couch. While I sucked his dick that barely fit in my mouth, my vision was closing in. Not to mention that I'm still spun af. He grabbed my head with both hands when I went as deep as my throat would allow his dick to go. He said relax, open up your throat and stay calm. I took a few seconds to gather myself then I followed his introductions. I didn't think I could open up to let more of him in me. Turns out I can. Following his voice with my mouth closed, I felt my throat expanding and as soon it expanded, Uncle Jerry's dick quickly filled up the space. I have no idea what it actually looks like but the way I felt. I thought his dick was half way down my neck bc when I opened my mouth, I was surprised how close I was to his nicely trimmed pube. Still smells like the shower he just got out of. “oohhh my. Not many people can do this, especially on the first try. Who knew the talent to take my whole dick down their throat was within the family all along “ uncle said I thought that it was so hot that I could feel a stream of precum steadily dropping down my dick. Then to my surprise, uncle Jerry pulled his legs up and exposed his hole to me and said “now show me what you can do with this” He has smooth ass cheeks and a light pink color asshole. Fuck… I have never seen an asshole so delicious. He didn't need to tell me twice. I could not wait to taste it. I tried to replicate what he did to me but I'm failing miserably. I could not get the precise contacts as accurately as he did. I could feel that he was not impressed as he hardly made any noise and his eyes started to wander off toward Jay and Aaron. I decided that I'm gonna do something differently so I switched to sloppy sucking on his hole. As hard as I could, I got a little bit of lube and slapped my fingers on his hole a few times then went back in and eat his pink hole. I repeated it a couple more times. Each time I got more aroused so I got more and more aggressive. Something gotten into me after I buried my face in his hole eating my uncle out, I said to my uncle “damn. Your pussy tastes so good” I slapped on it a couple of times then instantly slid 3 fingers in without any resistance. “This wet pussy wants a dick in it, does it? Tell me. Have you been fantasize about getting fucked by me? Just wait for me to grow up for this day, don't you” I started sliding my dick up and down his ass. Uncle Jerry moaned loudly but didn't respond so I leaned forward with my dick press up firmly in his butt crack. I reached down and started pinching his nipples hard “come on….you know you want this uncle Jerry. Just say ‘please fuck my pussy ben’ then I'll let you have it. SAY IT” I started twisting his nipples harder “please fuck my pus…. No…. Rape my pussy Benny boy. Be rough with me. Rip me open and fill me up” uncle looked back at me with the sluttiest face I've ever seen on him. I grab his hair and pull them back to make out with him. At the same time I pull back my pelvis to lower my dick then move it back forward then there it is. My dick found his wet hole without any problem. The head of my dick slowly gets swallowed by his hole. I let go of his hair and put both of my hard around his waist grabbing onto him then in one hard thrust I felt my balls slapping on his. My dick is all the way in his warm and juicy hole. “oh my god Ben” he shouted I took no time at all and started pounding him one hard thrust after another. “who's the slut now uncle Jerry” I talked tough but in reality, he's just so fucking good at everything he does. He occasionally moves his ass in a circular motion and pushes back and clinches his ass on and off often. I wanted to last longer. I don't know how long I fuck him. All I know is I couldn't hold it long at all. His hole just sucks my dick in and milks it. “oh fuuuck uncle…. AhhhAhhh ah Jerry” he held it for 30 seconds or so then he caught me by surprise and pulled my dick out then threw me on the couch and lifted my legs up and he used his right hand to aim his hard dick at my hole. The same way I fucked him. He pushed his dick in so hard and fast. “AhhhAhhh uncle… you're too big… I can't” then his hand covered my mouth and he said “yes you can bitch” I can feel his hard dick throbbing in my hole as he held it still for a bit to let me get comfortable with it. “Just because I let you fuck me for a little bit, don’t get too carry away and forget who is the boss here Ben” Uncle Jerry whisper to my ear then he grabbed a small rag out of the side table and wet it popper, wrapped it carefully so it doesn’t contact with skin. I initially thought he was going to cover my nose with it but he stuffed my mouth with it. The wet spot sits perfectly in the middle of my mouth and got me so light headed. He then put his hand over my neck and putting majority of his weight on me as he fuck my hole. Every thrust is so deep. Touching spots that no other tops have touched before. Sometimes I wanted to move away but he held me down so good that I had nowhere else to go. Finally he let go his hand on my neck so I could breathe. He open up my legs in 180 degrees point opposite direction and tilted my ass upward and said “Look at this. Look at me pumping my dick in you. It is what you were made for. Do you wanna be uncle’s cumdump, Benny, do you? I’ll get you high, make your hole hungry, and fill you up with my cum all the time” “Yeeeaaass……fuck. uncle……….I’m gonna cum ….aGAINNNNNN AHHHHHHUH” I shot a load straight up in the air unexpectedly and got some on his hair. He didn’t even touch my dick. “That’s right. Look how hard you just cum hands free with my dick in you. Are you ready for my load Ben” “Yes sir…..give it to me” Uncle Jerry fucks faster and faster then he surprised me by shoving his dick in my open mouth last second. My throat flooded with his cum. He pull it out half way of cumming and shoved it right back in my hole and gave me the rest of his warm load as he scream “ahhhAHHHH UAHHHHHHHHHH” “Yes uncle Jerry. Give me your cum” I said He slowly pull out his dick the grab the remote and shut off Jay and Aaron while Aaron was saying something. We didn’t really hear him though. He laid next to me and pull me into his chest and said “That was great Ben. Lets take a nap then go again”

Always looking for more cocks and loads in my ass!

Denver no longer has bathhouses, which is a shame since it has to be one of the easiest cities in the US to find casual fucks. Recently I've been heading to LA and Palm Springs. In fact I got all the sex I had time for (working vacation) in LA and Palm Springs this month.

Damn me, there's some real jackoff material in this thread. Fuck, I love a good hot piece of gay ass. The whole ritual, from going down on his delicious ass to lubing his hole up and sliding a couple of lubed fingers inside. Then tease his hole with my dick before easing into him with my large cock head and enjoying that feeling of his sphincter trying to close up around me as I slide on into his ass. That tight and intimate grip on my rock hard cock as we fuck, a feeling several magnitudes better than any female pussy I've fucked. The masculine smell of him making me rock hard, the sensation of his buttocks against me and meeting my strokes. Then the feeling of my balls tightening as I begin to lose control and my prostate tingling with waves of ecstasy as my cock begins to swell and then throb as I fire wad after wad of cum as deep into him as I can get as he moans in pleasure beneath me. Is there something wrong with me? Am I a pervert? Whatever! I love fag sex and it just feels so fucking good. And natural. And it amazes me that I once thought it was disgusting. But once I tried it I was hooked.

As I say, over and over and over, voting is not electoral masturbation. It's not designed to make you feel good. It's designed to choose between the choices offered. Smart voters understand that not all choices are viable - that there is no way Jill Stein, or Robert F Kennedy Jr., or Ralph Nader, or any other third-party candidate is going to get 270 electoral votes, or anywhere close to it, or (most likely) ANY electoral votes at all. Smart voters understand that means choosing between a Republican and a Democrat. Smart voters also understand that in most states, where one party has a significant edge in membership and where the state's entire electoral slate is awarded to the winner of the popular vote in that state, that their individual vote doesn't affect the outcome, but it CAN affect the perception of the winner. (Ronald Reagan got 525 (or 98% of the) electoral votes, from everywhere except Minnesota and DC, but he only got 58% of the popular vote. So while it appeared virtually everyone approved of him, in reality more than 40% DISapproved of him.) Smart voters also understand that, if you DO live in a state where the balance of voters means the state could go either way, it's important to vote, and if you dislike both major party candidates, to vote for the one you dislike LEAST. Because not voting means one less bit of support on the "less horrible" side to offset a bit of support on the "more horrible" side. (If the same number of people who voted for Obama in 2012 in Michigan, Wisconsin, and Pennsylvania had simply turned out to vote Democratic again, we'd never have seen a President Trump - it's not that Obama voters switched sides, it's that they didn't bother to turn out.) Smart voters can look at things like @BlackDude's comparison chart and EVEN THOUGH it (rightfully, in some cases) points out flaws in the Democrat's history, it CLEARLY shows that voting for a Republican isn't going to result in a better country. Minimizing black history (which I dispute, but for the sake of argument) is better than erasing it or banning discussion of it. For that matter, I'd dispute most of the assertions about the Democrats he made, but in every case, nonetheless, he points out how the Republicans are worse. WHY anyone would actually consider voting for the WORSE platform, the WORSE party, the WORSE candidate, is beyond me. And likewise, I can't imagine how anyone who claims to care about the results could withhold a vote for the faulty but less bad option, knowing full well from recent experience that this can lead to the election of someone worse. Sadly, though, not all voters think like this. Too many think that their vote has to be courted, and if the two major candidates don't kiss their ass enough, they just won't vote. They're the ones who, as I call it, love electoral masturbation.

There's something intense born within pain. When another man creates that for you, his own pleasure the key, it becomes something you shouldn't want... but do. It makes you feel wrong, but in the hottest way. Plus, you carry with you the sting, acting as a little reminder of what felt so wrong it was right.

I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help myself. There are times I get overcome by my own lust, and I just get carried away. I was turned on when we finally met, he was my ideal of a "son" to my "dad". Though a little older than what you might conceive of as my son, he was nonetheless my ideal of what I want in a boy. And add to that the fact that he was in total leather, matching my outfit, it was just a match. We had chatted so much about this first meeting. We each knew what turned the other on. He liked my cigars and I liked his boyish good looks and attitude. And when we met and then kissed, it was that sort of 'dream come true' event. That first kiss seemed to last forever. Not only were our tongues exploring each other's mouths, our hands were exploring each other's bodies. And shortly he had my stiff, dripping cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees to give me one of those blowjobs you dream about. I was still smoking my cigar, and the smoke was about to fill the motel room, I was smoking so hard while he hit all the hot spots. When he rose up and kissed me again, tasting my cigar spit and me tasting that great cock /pre-cum taste on his lips, I was just too turned on. I had his belt loose and his jeans around his ankles before he knew what happened. And even though we were lip locked, I could still get his cock out of his jockstrap and feel the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. I rubbed it the length of his rock hard cock, and slipped my cock between his legs. I guess it was the way he opened his legs to let my cock in that so excited me. I could tell he wanted it then, even though he had told me he was still HIV negative and didn't want any raw sex with a poz guy like me. I had my hands up under his shirt working his nips and was kissing and licking his face till he was just a puppy in my paws. I gently moved him around, kissing his neck and massaging his ass cheeks, until I was behind him, nibbling his earlobes. That was when my stiff meat found his ass crack and set course for his asshole. I was pushing hard against him, trying to get my tongue in his ear, when he sort of fell against the wall and then braced himself against it with both hands, intending to turn back around, but by then I had a nip in each hand, having thrown down my dead cigar, and he was moving in response, enjoying it too much to protest. And my cockhead had found his puckered rosebud of an asshole, one of those that seems to have an arrow tattooed above it, saying "FUCK HERE". And I had him by the arms, holding him tight as I kissed and bit his neck. "Oh, Daddy!" he kept saying, over and over, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to resist. When I pushed and began to feel my cockhead penetrate, he stiffened. "Daddy, don't make me do this, please," he pleaded, and he turned his head slightly towards me. I reached around and kissed him. "It's gonna be OK, son, just relax," I said, and I made a hip thrust that popped him open. I love that feel on my cockhead, when you first pop a boy open like that. There is no feel like it in the world, tight and hot, and then so warm and wet and wonderful. I just couldn't help myself. Hugging him tightly, kissing all over his neck, so he didn't notice so much that I was impaling him on my cock. By the time I think he knew what was happening, he was fucked. I had my cock almost all the way up his ass. And he was loving it. I could tell he was trying to fight the urge, but wanting it so bad. All the time I was kissing him, I kept telling him it was fine, he was all right, this will be great, just relax and enjoy it, son, give yourself to your dad. Then suddenly he gave a kind of shudder, and bucked hard back against me. "Oh, Daddy, take me, take my ass, give me your cum!" "That's it son, enjoy this fuck, feel your Daddy's hard cock up your ass, love that stiff meat so deep inside you!" He was with me then, meeting every thrust. When I'd hit bottom he'd grab me hard and tight, as much fucking my dick with his ass as I was fucking his hole with my rod. "Make me your Boy, Daddy, fuck your Boy, show me how much you want me Daddy!" I was in the heavy strokes now, fucking his ass hard. My juices were flowing. When I get a hot ass like this, the first fuck is hot and heavy and doesn't take too long, so I knew I was getting close. "Where do you want Daddy's load, boy?" I asked, as I held him tight and humped him hard. "Give me your load, Daddy, make me your Boy, plant that load UP MY ASS!" He was bucking hard, and if I had really wanted to pull out, it would have been difficult, as he was in pace with me so well. "Oh, God, Son, I can't help it, here it is, take it boy, take Daddy's hot cum up your ass." "Daddy, show me how much you love me, fuck me, fuck my ass, give me your juice, Daddy, FUCK ME HARD!" I lit into him hard then, I could feel the cum move from my balls up the length of my shaft and begin to spurt out deep inside him. And I think he must've felt something, even though I know you have to learn to feel it when a guy cums up your ass. There was just something about the way he moved, like he was suckin’ the cum up deep inside himself. We both hit the spot at the same time. "OH GOD!" we both shouted in unison. "Here it is boy, here's Daddy's cream, take Daddy's load, you're MY BOY now!" "Hit me hard, Daddy, show me how much you love me, pound that cum in my hot hole - fuck me Daddy - FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!" I held him tight and shot my final spurts as deep inside as I could, knowing I was tying him to me in a way no man ever had before. I was converting him to my son in more ways than one. I was making him my BOY in a truly positive manner. His ass drew up so tight on my shaft, I thought sure he must be spurting his load. His ass was suckin’ the cum up deep, and he began to flex under me, I could feel his whole body moving, as if he was absorbing the sex and distributing it throughout his body. We held that position a long time. Sweat was dripping down my nose, and he was sweaty feeling as I ran my hands over his chest and caressed his nips. I still had all my clothes on, my fucking cock out of my pants, but otherwise still as I had walked into the room. His pants were around his ankles, but he still had on the jockstrap, shirt, vest and leather jacket. We both were soaked under all that clothing. But neither moved, we were still in that great Dad/Son connection, feeling the cum that bound us together. Eventually he stopped vibrating, coming back to reality, realizing what had happened. He sort of slumped at that point, I thought he might be crying, so I pulled out and turned him around and kissed him. He was crying, or at least he had tears in his eyes, so I kissed the tears away, and he began to respond. When I put my hand down to his crotch, I discovered a jock hanging heavy with cum. So I pulled off him, bent down and sucked the cum out of his jock, and pulled his limp, gooey cock out and sucked it clean. He was breathing very heavily now, I think partly shock and partly so turned on. Standing up, I led him to the bed and made him sit on it, so I could sit beside him. We kissed again - another long lover's kiss, and soon tongues and hands were exploring. Clothes began to fall off us, some being taken off by the other, some shucked off by the wearer, but our pants were trapped by our boots. We had reached that point again, too quickly. The pants just had to stay on, we were at fuck number two. I got him into doggie position and stuck my cock back up his ass. It was much easier this time, just made him take a sudden inhale when I slid home. We urged each other on again, and soon he had a second cumshot up his ass. Damn hot boy, he wanted sex as much as I did. We seemed to be a pair, destined to be together. After I added that second load, I just held him close and told him how much I loved him, and he did the same. When my cock went flat and fell out of his ass, he rolled over and I got on top of him so we could kiss and cuddle again. We took time to get the boots off, finally got our pants off and were naked, just kissing and rolling all over the bed, the way lovers do. We came up for air and took a smoke break. Gave me a chance to really look at him, as I hadn't really seen him naked before, even though I'd planted two loads up his ass. And he did the same. I was surprised to see how he blushed when he noticed how I was admiring his boyish body. He had kept himself in great shape, and I had enjoyed it. The smoke break over, we resumed the kissing, this time being able to be face to face for the first time, really. I didn't intend to fuck him again, and frankly I generally don’t come three times in rapid succession, but this was beyond mere sex. This was infatuation. My cock just knew the way to his ass so well by this time. When I got on top and was kissing him, my cock was tumescent and, finding his hole, entered easily. He spread wide, put his legs firmly around my hips and put his heels in my ass. Then he pushed hard, making my cock really hit the good spots. Every time I made a stroke that didn't please him, he'd almost kick my cock up his ass. I couldn't complain, I had my tongue far down his throat. And when I felt the cum moving yet a third time, I got his legs up on my shoulder, shoved a pillow under his ass and began those prying deep strokes, where you aim for the boy's prostate and fuck him hard. "Oh God, Daddy, I love it when you fuck me like that, do it again, harder, deeper, come on man, put your seal on me, give me the third load, make me your boy forever!" I got my arms up under his shoulders, pulled him into my fuck strokes and kissed him hard as I fucked my cum into his hot ass, so warm and wet and wild, filled to overflowing with my loads. I wanted to fuck him so hard the cum would flow out his hole and soak the bed. I wanted to fuck him so bad he could taste my cum from the inside out. I wanted to plant my loads so deep he'd shit my cum for a week. Didn't take long. Spurts of ‘Daddy Cream’ joined the loads already there. My fuck piston planted it's third load, the cum pooling around my balls, running down his crack. I pinned him down, legs against his chest, as I pounded the last strokes home, trying to get my cum as deep inside him as I could. And he rose up against me on every stroke, making sure he got that jizz as deep inside as possible. When I was drained, I slammed a fuck stroke hard and held it, and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes again, and we kissed. Then I felt his cock move between us, that steady pulse of a cock shooting cum, a feeling I love. If I don't see or feel a boy cum when I fuck him, I'm not fucking him right, and I had fucked this boy right. His cock spurted a heavy load between us, and his cum between and us and mine up his ass were binding us together in many, many ways. We kissed for a long time. Took us a long time to come down off that fuck plateau, where you want to stay as long as you can. When I fell out of his ass, I let his legs down and sucked his limp cock into my mouth and sucked out all the strings of his cum I could get. Then I licked his hole and crotch clean, keeping some of the cum in my mouth, so we could share it when we kissed. And as I did that, he moved around so he could reach my cock, and sucked it clean. When we kissed, I could taste his ass, his cum and my cum, all mixed together, one wonderful taste, a taste every dad wants from his boy. We fell asleep like that. When we woke the next morning, we were a mess, and the bed was a mess. There was cum everywhere, encrusted on our cocks and torsos. Time for a piss and a shower. Then we had a smoke and got to examine each other by the light of day. Sometimes that's when it all falls apart, when you come to in the morning and discover that the guy you thought was so great the night before is not nearly as attractive. But there was no change this morning, I still thought he was the best thing I'd ever had, and he allowed as how I was his Dad. We went to breakfast, and it was as if I was meeting him for the first time. We sat there and smoked and drank our coffee, and talked about all the things lovers talk about. The waitress finally asked us if we were going to order lunch, and we realized what time it was. We excused ourselves, left a large tip for having had such good service for such a long time, and went back to the motel room. By the time we'd each had a piss, we were on the bed again, and the maid's knock interrupted our first fuck of the day. I shouted that we were still in the room, and she went away, and I planted my load. This was a lover's fuck, that long, slow, gentle fuck of two men deeply in love. There was no hard thrusting, no pounding of a load deep. He was still moist from the fucks last night, and I wasn't really up to a hot and heavy fuck, but we needed to have sex again, to see if it was still there, and it was. That wasn't our last fuck, not by a long shot, but those four were the ones that we always remember and talk about. Few men are as fortunate as I. To find a guy like this that fits me so well. I can only hope that he continues to feel the same about me.

I had been thinking about having some more professional pictures taken of me for a long time, but kept putting it off knowing that the 'self' pics I have always seem to do the trick and did I really need more than that? The answer was always no. One night, on a whim, I posted an ad on CraigsList, in the Men for Men section, inquiring about a local photographer to take some nude and tasteful pictures of me. Of course I have nudes, self taken, but I wanted someone else's view and skills of taking pictures with an artistic mind. As expected I received multiple crude or amateur responses and it took me a while to sift through them, one of the responses caught my eye. His name was Ed and he had a photo studio in town and offered to take some erotic nudes of me with no expectations or cost, but if one was really good I would agree to let him use it in his studio. I would also get all of the digital files and Ed would keep nothing. Pretty easy for me to agree to, since there was no skin off my back to possibly get some great shots. Ed and I connected via email first and it was pretty professional from the get go, which I appreciated, but I wanted to make sure that if the situation arose, he was alright with more soft porn type photos of me enjoying myself. Ed was totally fine with this and offered to walk me through some of his non-public online gallery to give me some ideas of what he has done with other men and clients. I was pretty excited about this and we set a time. Ed said he would email be back from his personal email so there wasn't any 'business' ties to our conversations or thoughts. I said sure and waited for his email. Ed's email came in soon after. I opened the email and read the pleasantries. I saw the time we were to meet online and go through the gallery, but I also noticed a profile link for what appeared to be Ed's Adam4Adam profile. This couldn't be an accident, right? Of course maybe he just has it there with his personal email. I don't know, but I had to click on it. I was led to Ed's profile and read through his words, summary, and then looked at his available public pictures. Ed was very attractive, should length graying hair, seemed to be fit, but my vision was pulled right to his soft cock, hanging naturally it seemed to be at least six to seven inches soft, shaved balls, and well trimmed pubes. First impression? fucking gorgeous. Oh I wanted to see his 'private' pics, but definitely didn't have the nerve to ask for that, not yet anyway. Ed and I were to connect via hangout so we he could lead me through the gallery. When it was time I opened the video chat link and waited for Ed to join. It seemed like I had been waiting for a long time, but in reality it was my excitement that made the wait that much longer. Ed joined rather quickly after our scheduled time and it was great to finally talk to him. We covered some pleasantries and then Ed asked some questions. "So Tim, would you like to see some artful nudes I have and have had hanging in my gallery at one time or another?". Ed asked. "That would be great! I am very interested on those that started kinda where I am, no experience and no idea what I really want", we both laughed. Ed laughed too and said, "you bet, I think I know what you want to see". Ed shared his screen and started going through the gallery quickly looking for someone specific. "Ah, here he is. This is Joe, he came to me with the same thoughts you have. He had plenty of 'selfies' and 'gay web site' pics, but wanted something done a little more tasteful. We met in my studio and all of these were taken in an afternoon. What do you think?" I was looking intimately at every photo. Many were relaxed poses on a bed or lounger, Joe was naked and semi aroused it most of the pictures. The lighting was awesome and the environment was great, Joe seemed to be in a very relaxed environment. "I think these are perfect for what I am looking for. I see Joe in mostly the same poses, can you handle other positions and thoughts?" I asked Ed. "Of course Tim, let me find a few others that might be more what you are thinking". Ed navigated to another client and past his front photos to a 'second' page. "Are these more along what you are thinking?". The new set of pictures I now saw were incredible and exactly what I was thinking in the way of pictures. There were one of this new guy of him hard...holding his cock, up on all fours, a dildo in his ass...they were all very nice. Ed commented, "I can see by your stares and the silence these pictures have grabbed your attention". Ed laughed "Fuck Ed". I caught myself and corrected my reaction, "sorry Ed. I mean yes, these are exactly what I was looking for. Can I ask you about this session?". "Of course Tim, I am very open, you can ask anything you want." Ed said. "Thank you Ed, I really appreciate that. For this session, how did this start? What were his thoughts on what he wanted and the obvious, did it go any further, pictures of him cumming?". "Great questions Tim. This is Robert. Robert wanted some new pictures that might be 'action' type pictures. We started with different poses and soon enough Robert was aroused and it just led from there. To answer your last question, yes Robert came very hard at the end of that session". I was getting hard hearing Ed talk about the photo session, this is exactly what I was looking for. "That is hot" "Yes Tim, it is very fucking hot. So, would you like to schedule a session for yourself?" "Yes Ed, I would love that". We worked out a time to meet up at Ed's studio. Meeting Ed I arrived at Ed's studio as we had discussed. The studio was in an older building down town, more of a loft style studio or apartment. Ed was wearing a loose fitting button up shirt, shorts, and sandals. "Welcome Tim, please come in" he said while letting me in. I almost felt him staring me up and down from behind. I immediately noticed the erotic photography on the walls, men posing in many settings and poses. After closing the door Ed said, "you like my work?". As I continue to go over the different photos I answered, "very much. They are just great, very real, very sexy". Ed chucked, "ha, you should see the ones I keep in my office. those are much more...revealing". I turned to Ed, "I would love to, can we? It might give me some ideas". Ed said 'sure' and led me down one of the hallways to a large open room. The floor was wood but a majority of it was covered with a plush area rug. A desk stood towards the end with some draped windows behind them. "Great office", I said. I then took in the photos on these walls. Fuck! They were all so hot. The artistic nature flowed in these as well, but there were some of men aroused, men masturbating, men hard, men leaking, and men fucking. I just stared, not being able to look away. "These might be a little more than you are looking to do, but maybe they inspire some inspiration", Ed said. I walked in closer to on in particular. The photo was black and white and showed a man on all fours. He was being fucked by a rather large cock with a top down view, as if the viewer is the one doing the fucking. "Amazing" I said. I was looking intently at it, getting aroused, and didn't sense Ed coming up next to me. "Yes, this is a good one". Ed almost startled me. "I remember it well. Do you like it?". "Oh yes, it is very sexy. I don't know how you were able to get that point of view, it is incredible. Well done. They obviously had this in mind when they came here, right?". "Oh it takes some skill, and luck, to be able to capture this in the moment", Ed said while air quoting. He then added, "yes I think he had this in mind when he came over". I thought about that statement, I am sure he meant when one of the men made the arrangements. Ed quietly moaned and I think he adjusted his cock in his shorts. "Let me show you to the studio and changing room", he said. Ed showed me into the studio, which had some different furniture pieces and props for pictures. Off to the left was a small room that had a couch, few chairs and what looked like a makeup desk. "Here you go, you can change in here, or undress in here, depending on how you want to start Did you have something in particular you wanted to wear or are you wanting to go right to naked?", Ed asked. "I am want to start with a thong mesh jock and go from there". "very nice. will give you a few and check on you before I am ready". Ed closed the door behind him. I set my bag down on the couch and started removing my clothes. Under my shorts I wore a jock and my silver cock ring. I took the jock off but decided to leave my cock ring on, I was semi aroused anyway so removing it would take a little while. I stripped off my shirt and dug the mesh jock out of my bag. I slid it on and made sure my cock and balls fit in the front pouch, and then adjusted the thong in my crack. As I admired myself in the mirror, I started to get semi hard. A light knock on the door came and Ed asked, "everything going alright in there? I am ready when you are". I moved to the door and opened it, standing back so Ed could see. "Do you think this will look ok?". Ed looked me up and down then said, "fuck yes, it is hot". Ed reached out and pulled on my thong string by my hip, then "turn around so I can see the fit". I turned my ass towards Ed. I felt his fingers slide under the fabric of my thong string running down my crack. His fingers trace the fabric down over my hole and he paused there before pulling his fingers back. "Yes Tim, this will be great, and you wear it very well". I turned back to Ed and it was now I noticed he had changed his shirt and shorts, to more of a looser tshirt and sports shorts that I could make out the prominent outline of his cock head and a new wet spot. I looked up and smiled at Ed. Ed took my hand and let me to the couch. "Let's start with you sitting here, facing me, one leg up". As I moved into position I couldn't help but stare at Ed's shorts and the growing wet spot. After a couple series in similar, but different positions, Ed saw me staring and said, "sorry for leaking Tim. I don't normally start leaking just by taking pictures". "oh, no need to apologize Ed, it happens to the best of us". We both laughed. Ed had me pull the mesh jock aside, releasing my hard cock. "That is great Tim, just like that, don't play with your cock yet, let me take a few". Then Ed said, "maybe turn over so you are resting on the edge of the couch, on all fours, cock still hanging free, but the fabric covering your hole". I did as Ed instructed and while he was moving behind me taking pictures, I asked, you said don't normally start leaking by taking pictures, so when do you start leaking?". I heard Ed stop moving and he answered, "usually when a hot client is showing me their ass". I turned my head to look at Ed. His cock was very hard now and VERY prominent in his shorts. "Just kidding Tim" and we both laughed. "I normally start leaking when watching porn or checking some websites I like. I stood up from the couch and removed my thong all together and then assumed the same position. "Same here" I said. "That is great Tim, here let me straighten out some of those cushions", Ed said and moved in behind me. As he bent over my ass and back he held on to a cheek with one hand while he pushed the cushions back to where they should be. He leaned over the other way and this time his cock, behind his shorts, touched my hip. "there, that should keep them up". Ed's hand was still on my cheek and hard cock touching my hip. He asked, "would you like a toy and try to take some of those pictures"? His hand moved over my ass cheek to my hole and kept his finger there. "yes please Ed, I would love that". "Great, give me a minute, be right back". Ed squeezed my cheek and headed to a near equipment bench. He opened one of the drawers. He seemed to pull out a dildo and some lube. Ed hurried over and I now saw clearly it seemed to be a six inch dildo, lube, and also poppers. I started to get hornier and hornier the closer he got, and yes is apparent big cock was bouncing all over the place. Ed came close to me on the couch and asked, "can I help you with these?". "I would love that Ed, thank you". I arched my back and next felt some cold lube drip onto my ass and Ed rubbing it all over my hold and around my full balls. He then lubed up the toy and used his off hand to spread my hole open a little...and slowly worked the dildo in to me. I moaned out loud, "fuck that feels good". my cock was now dripping. "I think these will be hot". "Tim, hold this in you I need to capture this". Ed got his camera and then said, "mind if I take off my shirt, a little hot in here now", and he laughed. "of course not, please do". I could tell the hand with lube on it had found his hard cock in his shorts, the evidence was obvious. I watched Ed peel off his shirt. He wasn't hairy at all, just some small graying patches in the middle of his chest. "much better, ok if you want to slowly work that in and out of you...perfect". Ed got closer and started taking pictures. I took the dildo and started sliding it in and out of me, fuck it felt so good. Ed said, "now quickly pull it out and I will get your hole wide open". I did as Ed asked and Ed got closer and closer, taking pictures. "You are beautiful Tim. I hope you let me hang one of these in my office". "I would love that Ed". my hole was aching, but I took the dildo into my mouth and sucked on it to get it wet. "fuck Tim, that is hot. Pretend it is a big wet cock, suck on it", Ed said. "yeah, suck on it. damn great pics Tim". Ed stopped taking pictures and I heard him breathing a little harder. I opened my eyes and saw Ed had pulled his cock out of his shorts and was stroking it, watching me. His cock was so gorgeous, probably nine inches and leaking precum now. "want to get some of you sucking my cock?" Ed didn't really wait for an answer, he got on the couch next to me and started leaning in giving me access to his big cock! I dropped the dildo and started squeezing Ed's big cock. I lowered my head to his cock, licking it clean of any precum and then sucking him into my mouth. "suck that big cock Tim. do you like my cock boy?". Ed asked while holding the back of my head. I just moaned loudly. Ed's hand left the back of my hand and trailed down my back to my exposed, pre lubed hole. I felt his fingers now circling around my hole and in a moment he slid one of his fingers in to me. Then two fingers, I moaned around his thick cock. As Ed finger fucked my ass I took his cock out of my mouth and told him, "please fuck me baby". "oh Tim, I really want to but we shouldn't". I was still holding Ed's big cock in my hand and looking up at him, "why? do you have a boyfriend?" "No", Ed said. I continued, "don't fuck your clients?". "No, it isn't that Tim". "Please Ed, I want you in my ass so bad". "Tim, I am poz and not on meds. I want to fuck you so bad, take pictures of my cock in you, but I want you to know the risk". Here I was, on all fours, in front of a gorgeous man and his gorgeous cock. This is the time to make that decision. "Ed, would you please take pictures of your cock in me, bare?". Ed asked, "are you sure Tim?" I just said, "yes". Ed leaned down and kissed me, got up with his camera and got behind me. I could feel his cock then lay on my crack. Ed then started sliding his cock back and forth across my hole! I knew he was taking pictures now and it just turned me on even more. "Tim, are you ready? Your hole is so wet and ready for my cock. Tell me to fuck you now". "fuck Ed, please...put your big cock in me, I need to feel you deep in my ass". Ed stopped sliding, and I felt him pushing his cock down as the head was right at my hole. That big cock started opening me up, the pressure was intensifying as he slowly pushed past my tight ring, finally I felt a little relieve and Ed stopped pushing! "baby, my cock head is in you, I need to take some pictures...please hold still". I could feel Ed's cock in me, pulsing, as he captured the moment for me. "Fuck Tim, I might have to hang this one in my office. Your ass is nice and tight, just wraps around my cock. Are you ready for more?" To help Ed know how I felt, I pushed back on his cock a little. "Tim, damn....I love it...take my cock as much as you want". I pushed back on Ed's cock a little more, feeling him slide into me more and more! He was stretching my ass more than I had been before and I loved it. If I thought about it, I knew the dangerous position I was now in, this poz top man was leaking in me, and Ed was not on meds. I couldn't help but let him fuck me more and more. Ed put the camera down and grabbed both of my hips to help him get deep in me. "please keep fucking me Ed, don't stop". Ed started really fucking me will full long strokes of his big bare cock. "I love watching my cock slide in and out of you", Ed said. As Ed started sliding in and out of me quicker I thought I could feel him swelling. "Tim I am going to pull out and cum all over your sexy ass". I immediately turned my head over my shoulder, "please don't pull out, I need to feel you cum in me...please". "you want my poz cum baby?", Ed asked I put my head on the pillow in front of me and loudly said, "breed me with your poz load, I want it so bad". Ed picked up the pace, "oh yes boy, you are going to get all of my cum in you". His pace started to pick up and soon Ed said, "get ready baby, here comes my poz load" "fuck me full Ed, poz my neg ass". I couldn't believe I was shouting this to a poz man, but I wanted Ed's load deep in me, changing me! That is when I felt Ed swell and finally shove deep in me and start shooting. my cock erupted underneath me. His girth and depth was all it took for us to orgasm together! After grunting and shooting, Ed finally collapsed on my back...kissing my shoulders. He said, "thank you Tim, that was so fucking hot. I love fucking you." As he slowly fell out of my sore ass, I said to him, "I want more Ed"

I prefer 6.5 to 8. I'm not a size queen but I need to feel something 💋

If a cock slides through a glory hole it is gonna get sucked. As a top I have fucked Whites, Blacks, Latinos, and have enjoyed them all. I have never had the chance to fuck or suck an Oriental or South Asian. Race does play a part in gay sexual encounters, but more as just another flavor (for lack of a better word) rather than preference.

The "former Democrats" who became MAGAts, in my experience, were the ones who always held views like "we need to do something about all THOSE people coming here" and "I believe in social programs but not when it's all wasted on THOSE people". They're the ones who cheered Reagan for denouncing mythical "welfare queens" and who thought Clinton's "welfare reform" was a great idea. A few came to realize, after Dobbs, that the MAGA/GOP group were serious about their threats about same-sex marriage and sodomy laws, but far too many still think "it won't happen" - just like far too many educated women voters felt comfortable voting for Republicans because they thought Roe was secure.

I do find it interesting that so often, the voices most clearly supporting Republican policies tend to belong to relatively new accounts (I mean, literally, the ONLY forum in which @suBBcuBB4DOMBBear has posted, so far, is this one, and ONLY on this topic). It's almost as though someone were creating accounts specifically to come articulate a point at odds with most of the members here (which, to be clear, is certainly a right anyone can exercise). But again - as @hntnhole and @viking8x6 and so many others have asked: why? What policies - and not nebulous, generic, bland statements like "commonsense infrastructure in security" - do you think will be different, and beneficial to society, under a Republican administration? And more importantly, why do you think those policies are more important than, enough to outweigh, the clearly documented anti-LGBT positions that the GOP is itching to implement - and that the Dobbs decision should demonstrate they WILL implement, as soon as a conservative Supreme Court allows them to?

.Berlin @ folsom weekend.

this is a cunt that needs filling... .

Chapter 5 – Into Deep Space In Chapters 1 through 4, I tell about my weekend with Brian and, for now, Lance. We started out with sling rides in the great outdoors and have moved the action into a studio cabin at Brian’s place. We’ve been partying and playing with tongues, toys, and fists. Lance has been the most recent one getting fisted, and he pumped out a few tasty loads. We all collapsed on the bed, ready for a break and some liquid refreshments. Brian and I both removed the toys from our asses, but Lance was still plugged, so we were mainly focused on his hole. We were twisting the Gape Keeper around inside him and pulling it back and forth to make his hole stretch. This toy has a bulb shape, so it holds well when it’s in your ass and gives you a nice stretch when you put it in or take it out. We decided that it was time for more Tina. Lance, unfortunately, decided to head home. He had some things he needed to do the next day (or maybe it was already the next day) and wanted to try to get some sleep. The Gape Keeper came out, Brian and I both gave Lance’s hole some attention with our fingers and tongues and then he started to dress. Before he pulled on his shorts, I sucked his cock in my mouth and got a nice dollop of precum. He smiled as he finished dressing and said, “Have a great weekend, pigs. I may be back later.” Brian and I decided to do a slam and stay up all night playing in each other’s holes. We both got on a few apps to see if any of our other buddies were up and horny. We prepped and delivered the points (.4 for both of us). Soon, we were flying high. Grabbing my harness, Brian shoved me over to the sling. I was happy to be the one who got in and was going to get his ass worked over first. It wasn’t long before Brian’s face was in my ass, giving me an amazing rim job. This was just a prelude to much more ass work to come. He grabbed his largest Deep Space toy and lubed it up. This dildo is 14” around and goes in pretty deep. I’ve only ridden it a few times, but it has always been a great ride. Brian stuck the tip into my opening and rotated the toy around, coaxing my hole to expand. He was going to have to work to get it in all the way, but he was committed to seeing me impaled on it. It felt great having him work the dildo around my hole. He was also slowing working more of the toy into me as he rotated it. Soon, the widest part was at my entrance. This toy can be used as a butt plug since it starts out narrow, widens in the middle, then tapers down to the base, but it is also an excellent toy to shove in and out. In order to take the widest portion, I wanted to snort some poppers. They’d relax my hole and let me really enjoy the feeling of being opened up by the Deep Space. I sniffed once in my left nostril, exhaled quickly, and then took a deep inhale with my right. I held that in as long as I could. In the dark room, I could see a purplish light that was approaching me as the poppers overpowered my mind. I reached back to spread my ass for the dildo, and Brian provided steady pressure. Between my spreading and his pushing, the widest part of the toy passed through my hole and enter the deep space of my ass. I went wild on the dildo, clenching and unclenching my ass muscles as I bucked around on the toy. There was no in-and-out movement now, but just external movements that sent seismic waves through my ass. “Fuuuuuck!” was all Brian could say as my activity slowed. He just held the dildo in place, letting me enjoy the sense of fullness and stretch that it provided. I relaxed back into the sling, happy to know that I was now filled and looking forward to whatever came next. Once I caught my breath and had returned to a more normal, although still altered, state of awareness, Brian started to work my ass with the toy. The was a lot of twisting around, and he would use the base to direct the tip to new areas inside my ass. After he played like this for a while, he slowly started to pull back on the dildo. This one had been pulled into my ass, so there was suction to contend with as he worked it outwards. Brian was a pro at this and knew just how far he could take me without causing any distress. He never took it all the way out, but moving that thick middle part back and forth inside me felt amazing. The toy felt great, but it had its limitations. There’s no ability for it to prod around inside me, and it could only go so deep. Brian could get in deeper and use his fingers to hit all sorts of other areas in my guts. I looked down at him and said, “I want your fist in me.” Of course, he was happy to provide. He had me hold the toy in place while he lubed up his hands and arms. OK, maybe I did a little more than hold it in place. There was a point where Brian stopped applying lube since he was watching me pull the toy all the way out and then shove it back in my ass. “This is gonna be a great ride,” he said since he knew my ass would be wide open. He stopped my activities, grabbed the toy, and put it aside. His fisted hand slid right into my gaping ass. As he moved forward, he twisted it around, knowing the path through my ass was eased as he went through with his palm up. He was soon at my inner hole, which opened easily to him when he stroked it a bit. More of his fingers entered my colon, and he started to move them around inside my deepest caverns. Looking down at my belly, I could see his hand moving around inside me. I placed my hand over his hand, and we smiled at each other, knowing he was making me feel wonderful. Brian worked over my inner sanctum and got my second hole wide open for his hand. He was rubbing and massaging those walls, and I was feeling some amazing sensations. Sometimes, he’d pull back to reenter my second hole. It was allowing him entry with no resistance. It is such an astounding feeling to have my ass opened like this, and I was enjoying the ride. He pulled back out of my colon and started working over the lower part of my ass. This also felt great. But I knew what I needed from him now. I grabbed the poppers and told him that I wanted him to fist fuck me when they hit. He grinned wickedly at me, since he loves watching his fist penetrate my hole, and knew that this would be a fun ride. I snorted the poppers again, holding the last inhale as long as possible. I looked down at Brian and nodded, giving him the OK to pummel my ass. He pulled his hand all the way out, then shoved his fist back in. He’d twist it on the way in, then again on the way out. He shoved his fisted hand in and out of my ass, making me moan in pleasure. I had moved down in the sling so that my ass was even more accessible to him and let him go wild on my hole. He started to alternate fists. At first, he was only using his left hand, which is a little smaller than his right. Adding his right hand to the mix got my gape even wider. With his right hand, he’d enter my ass with his thumb down, then twist upwards. When he used his left hand, he entered thumb up and twisted in the other direction. Both felt great, and I enjoyed his efforts. Brian started to slow his actions, and the poppers were wearing off. While we were playing, we both heard pings on our phones, signifying incoming messages. We decided to check those and see if anyone else wanted to come over, so he slowly pulled out of my ass. He had already picked up his phone, so he videoed the removal of his hand from my hole and the gape that was left behind. He shoved the Lotus back in me, but I stayed in the sling for now. Our friend, Vic, had messaged both of us. “Fuck yeah, I’m up for it. Want me to come over?” Of course we did. Vic is 32, a little over 6’ tall, and has a lean, muscular body. He has a dusting of chest hair and a nice 8” uncut cock. He’s a top for ass work but has been known to take some of the smaller dildos in his hole. I told him to come, and he said he’d be there in about half an hour. He liked to party, but we had only smoked with him. He knew that we’d be playing in the cabin. Thirty minutes was plenty of time for me to give Brian’s ass a workout. If Vic walked in while I was buried in Brian, that was OK with us, too. We swapped places, and I lubed up a new toy, The Juicer. This one is a depth toy, but it was also pretty wide as you got to the base. The entry with this one is easy. It’s not thick at the start, and Brian didn’t know which item I had selected from his collection. It has ridges that run from the tip to the base, and rotating it inside Brian would feel wonderful. He took most of the toy with no problem, and I left the thickest part hanging outside his hole. I was just twisting the toy around inside him. The tip is flexible, so I knew that he was feeling that poking around in new places while I twisted it. Then, I decided to shove the rest of the toy in his ass. This meant he had to get over the widest part, which is over 11” around. I knew he could take it, so I applied some pressure while twisting and basically screwed it into his ass. I looked up at him and said, “It’s in, all the way to the base.” Now, I was going to start fucking him with it. This toy had already gone through his second hole, and fucking him with it would penetrate that opening again and again. Of course, he wanted some poppers first. I held off on major movements while he huffed on the brown bottle. When he put the bottle down, I started more aggressive activity. Moving the dildo in and out let the thickest part leave and reenter his ass while the tip was moving back and forth through his second hole. Brian was clearly enjoying this and had his head thrown back in ecstasy. He was moaning and squirming around on the sling, letting the Juicer hit everywhere inside his ass. While he was slowing down from the poppers, the door opened. “Fucking hot” was all that Vic said. I looked back, and he was already naked and hard. His chiseled body looked great in the low light, and his cock was glistening with precum. It was then that I realized that Brian and I were both also covered in a glaze of sweat. The humid night air, the T, and all the ass work that we had been doing let us build up a nice, heady aroma. The whole cabin probably stunk of man musk. And we were going to add more to that. I got up so that Vic could take my place. The stool was also slimy with lube (and maybe some other fluids), and Vic slid his ass around it. He grabbed the base of the toy in Brian’s ass and started to pull it out. As he was extracting it, his eyes grew wide when he realized how long it was. The Juicer is over 18” long, and most of it had been buried in Brian’s ass. Once it was out, Vic leaned in for a lick or two at Brian’s swollen hole. He patted it lightly and said, “Let’s get spun”. I grabbed Brian’s harness and helped him stand up. This also pulled the attached cock ring tighter around his dick, which let out a healthy dollop of precum. Luckily, Vic was there to lap that up.

I didn't start having sex until I was in college in the 80's. For years it was only oral, sucking, getting sucked, swallowing. All my encounters were cruising at either the local bookstore that had a porn section, my college rest rooms or a parking lot at a local plaza. The plaza was always busy at night after the stores closed. Men would usually meet up and then head to a different location for privacy. I swapped head dozens of times this way. One night i met up with a guy a little older than me and I agreed to follow him to an apartment complex that had a dark parking lot with privacy. We parked and I got in his car. He had a big sedan with a bench seat. I opened my pants slid them down and he immediately started sucking my dick getting me hard immediately. He was really good, deep throating, licking my balls and getting my dick exceptionally wet. With no warning he stopped sucking and quickly sat on my hard, very wet dick. I was caught totally oof guard as he took my entire dick and began riding me. I had never been inside a man before, the felling was incredible and without warning I started shooting. The enormity of the situation came over me realizing I was in a man without a condom and we were at the height of the AIDS crisis. I left quickly and obsessed for days, but then remembered how great it felt and how hot was shooting in a man. Soon I was barebacking often rationalizing that being a top there was little risk A few years later I started to bottom and it was always bareback

Was recently introduced to using Crisco by a top. We apply it regularly throughout the 6-7 hr sessions and it works well for me. You can even rom an ass that has had Crisco applied to it - no real taste to it and it is food grade.

When I turned 18 I went to video store called new video 2. And it has a shit tone of booths where one could “watch porn” I knew what they really where for. I’ve had so many memory’s of that place. Being face fucked, spit roasted, and fucked. It’s also where I found out about poppers. I went in to a booth and found 5 older men just jacking it, they closed the door on me and surrounded me, 2 started to feel and lick my limp dick. While 2 stayed back watching and the last one up to my face making me sniff from a wired bottle. I became a gang boy in less than seconds, getting on my knees getting striped naked and suck each and evey cock. I didn’t care about std or anything. Well I eventually found Austin 6. The more dirty brother of new videos2 but now the only one open. It has a theater and a few booths. 2 with glory holes. It’s really a hit or miss at times. But I’ve had more memorable experiences like fucking an ass raw for the first time( I only went a few strokes) getting fucked by an annon from the dark and a gh, one lovely experience was when I made eye contact with a tras women in her car, I went up asking her to fuck. And surprise to say we got a booth and fucked. I also fucked her raw and came. I have many story’s I could share if interested. Lmk I’ll go into detail

The Poz Ranch Chapter Five Thud! Thud! Thud! on the door of my cell woke me up from my slumber. My hole was throbbing from the rough fucking that I got earlier. Thud! Thud! Thud! came again. “Yes Sir” I said. “Hood on” a voice said. I quickly grabbed my hood off the floor and put it on. I jumped off the cot and assumed the position, kneeling with my hands clasped behind my back. I heard the lock click and the door swing open, hitting the wall. “Now that’s how I like to find the boys here” the voice said. I smiled under the hood, knowing that I had pleased him. It was a small gratification, but it felt good. “Get up!” he said, “Or I will drag you up” I quickly got to my feet. He grabbed me tightly around my right bicep and pulled. I took the hint and started to walk with him. “It’s time for Prophet Kace to use you through your first lesson,” he said, “I mean give you your first lesson.” We moved down a hall and turned to the left and continued. I was lost in a world of unknown. Even if I broke free, I didn’t know the way out, so I continued to submit. Thud! echoed the hall as the man fisted the door we stopped at. “Enter” The man opened the door and we walked in. “Excellent” Kace said, “Secure him, blindfold him and remove his hood” I was pulled to some sort of device in what seemed to be the center of the room. I was forced to my knees and push backwards until my back was against a hard wide block. My arms were forced back and locked into a restraining cuff. “Eyes closed” ordered the man. I obeyed. I felt the hood being lifted from my head. Something soft was wrapped multiple times around my head covering my eyes and secured behind my head. Once done I opened my eye, but found a sea of darkness. I felt a soft, but stiff belt being latched in front of my chest and pulled tight. I was not going anywhere. “Excellent work” Kace said to the man who delivered me to him. No other words were spoken and I heard the door close. “Open your mouth boy” Kace ordered. I obeyed. I felt something soft and warm sliding in my mouth and realized it was his cock head. “Hold it, but do not suck” A second or two later, my mouth filled with a hot, bitter liquid. I swallowed it, only to be replaced with more. Over and over my mouth filled and I swallowed. My stomach felt so full after the strong pissed filled it. His cock dribbled small amounts near the end, as if he was forcing more piss out of his bladder. Suddenly, my cock began to piss uncontrollably. I felt the hot flow arc out of my piss slit and hit the floor. “Interesting reaction. Can’t say that has happened with another boy” His cock head was twitching in my mouth. He pulled it out with a pop. I heard his foot steps as he moved away from me. “Today, we are going to intensify your hunger for seed” I heard jars rattling. “The ranch has a milking program and I am holding some of the product collected” His foot steps grew closer. “Head back and open wide” I felt something stiff being put in my mouth. I think it was a toothbrush or something similar. Instead of brushing my teeth, he was using it to scrap the insides of my cheeks. Wasn’t long until I tasted a hint of blood in my mouth. “Keep your mouth open” I did as instructed. I soon felt another liquid being poured in my mouth. This one was thicker. He was pouring cum into my mouth, filling it. It rain down my throat to my piss filled stomach. He halted his pouring, allowing me to swallow. My tongue licked around my mouth, collecting and savoring the cum. I opened my mouth again quickly and he poured in more. “The first jar that you just swallowed contained milk tainted with weak strain of the HIV virus” he said, “The next one is a little more intense” He poured the liquid into my mouth. This batch was a bit saltier. Again he filled it up and then allowed me to swallow. I moved the remaining cum around, pushing it against my cheeks. I heard his foot steps move away. “Two more jars to swallow and then the next phase” I heard his foot steps move towards me again. Without a word I tilted my head back and opened. The cum flowed from the jar into my mouth. “This tainted milk was from donors with high viral loads coursing through their veins” I don’t know it I was tasting the virus, but I though I did. My taste buds were on fire with this cum coating them. I pushed it closer to my cheeks so I could absorb some of the virus through my wounds. I swallowed it down into my stomach, which was stretching more. My cock was aching from being so hard. I wanted to just wrap my fist around it and pump a hot load out. I opened my mouth again, wanting the last jar. “This milk is polluted with the full blown virus” He poured it in. It was thick, bitter and salty. My mouth filled slowly. It would soon be over flowing if he doesn’t stop I thought. With the cum filled to just up to my lips he stopped. I closed my mouth carefully, not to lose any of the cum inside, and swallowed. “Open again” I did and soon felt more of the milk being poured into my mouth. Again he filled it until it was at my lips and stopped. I swallowed it, expanding my stomach more. It was beginning to hurt. “Open” he said. I did. He poured more of the milk into my mouth, filling it to my lips. I swallowed. My stomach was aching more and cramping from being stretched. “Open” I did, but thought I could not take any more. He poured the tainted milk into my mouth, filling it again. I swallowed, but it was more difficult. I felt as if my stomach was going to reject it and I was going to projectile vomit all of the cum and piss. “Hold it. Do not regurgitate. Not only would you waste precious milk, but you would defame the men who donated it, plus we would start over” he said. I focused on my breathing and relaxing of my muscles in my abdomen. The urge to bring it back up slowly dissipated. I could hear him moving about in the room. I heard unknown noises, making my heart race with anticipation. He moved towards me. I could feel the heat coming off of his body in front of me. He was close. I felt a cold item being pulled up against my balls, pressing them up into my body. The pain level increased as he pulled up harder. I determined it was his boot against my balls. He placed a hand on my head and steadied himself and used it as a way to apply more pressure to my balls. He pulled the boot back then gave them a couple taps with the edge. It wasn’t hard enough to cause horrible pain, but enough to know he was in charge. The belt was released from across my chest and my arms freed. I was pulled up from my knees and moved over to a table I think. I was bent forward and my arms were pulled straight out above my head and secured. My ankles were secured to the posts or legs of the table in the the corners, slightly spread open. Without warning a hard smack hit my ass. I yelped. I could feel the tingling heat in my ass cheeks. I was smacked again, yelping loudly. Again the paddle hit my ass cheeks. The tingling heat was building with each smack. Again and again the hard wooden paddle hit my ass cheeks. Over and over. My yelps turned into pain and pleasure screams, echoing in the room. I lost count of how many smacks my ass had received, but by the time he was satisfied my ass felt like it was on fire. “I enjoyed that” he said, “Now the next phase begins. It’s very similar to what we just completed”

This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.

NOTE: this is a work of fiction. Nothing depicted in the story is true to life. It’s a sexy scenario I jerk myself off to frequently, though 😉 Derek’s Perspective: Derek was definitely hornier than usual. He woke up fighting an especially rigid morning wood, which proved a problem when he got up to piss. He leaned over the toilet until he was at a nearly 90 degree angle in an attempt to maneuver his rigid seven inches towards the bowl. He succeeded for the most part, but it was an awkward position and he still had to clean up a couple misfires. Dressing slowly, he tucked his still semi-hard dick into a pair of briefs and attempted to get the day started. As time went by, however, the overwhelming desire to fool around with a guy began to consume his every thought. He couldn’t get any work done. He just kept finding himself back on Grindr, Scruff and Sniffies staring at the photos of torsos and the awkwardly smiling array of men in his area. He couldn’t help it- his dick was pretty much permanently at half-mast and his hole kept clenching in hopes that his brain would get fed up and finally put effort into finding a good hookup. None of his normal fuck buddies were available, sadly. He knew Adam was out of town on business and Mauricio was on one of those gay cruises - so if he were to play it would have to be someone new. This limited what he was willing to do (he didn’t fuck on first meetups to lower risk) but he still had plenty of options to satisfy the dick-lust he found himself consumed by. Derek had an array of types. Tall, short, muscular, heavy-set, young, old... as long as they had well-maintained body hair and at least two pieces of the Holy Trinity (a great ass, a great cock and/or a great face) he was satisfied. It generally came down to chemistry anyways. Nothing beat a guy who knew how to slowly bend him over, bury their face in his ass and open him up until he was begging to be filled… “Fuck it” he finally exclaimed, realizing he was sitting at his home office desk stroking himself to the memories of previous fucks and getting nothing done. He opened the chat tab and perused the messages recently sent to him on Grindr. He had to get off and this was a horniness that wouldn’t be satisfied with rubbing one out. He needed to swallow a good load before he could finally get some fucking work done. After quickly perusing the recently-received messages, one in particular caught his eye: the profile was the torso of a man in his late thirties who clearly took care of himself. Large, defined pecks with dark brown chest hair that accented the definition, trailing down to hug the edges of his softly defined abs and blending seamlessly into a happy trail that traveled outside the cropping of the picture. The profile read “Great Fuck To Remember” - a cocky proposition that had his dick twitching, even if he smirked at the potential irony. His ethnicity read “Middle Eastern” which gave it another twitch. His description dove into a laundry list of sexual positions he loved to perform. It was shockingly thorough. Normally Derek wouldn’t bother with headless torso profiles (no matter how fucking sexy) but the first four messages were photos so he clicked into the chat. His eyes widened at what he saw. The first picture was a sexy face with short dark hair, deep brown eyes, thick brows, full lips and a well-manicured, salt-and-pepper beard that accented a strong jaw. Those lips were curled up into a mischievous grin that made his hole pucker. The second, third and fourth pics showed him one of the most beautiful cocks he’d ever seen from various angles. The guy looked to be around 7.5 inches, decently thick with shockingly big, shaved balls. He was clearly uncut, though the foreskin fully pulled back when it was as hard as these photos depicted. The head was perfectly proportioned and slightly darker than the warm melanin of the shaft. It was possibly the most delicious-looking dick he’d seen in a while. He had shown Derek the requisite two of the three Trinities. He was sold. “Wats up?” Was the only text, a typical opening line. “Horny as fuck here at home alone, can’t concentrate,” Derek typed out, hoping the guy would pick up on ‘home alone.’ “Perhaps I cn help. Any pics u like to share with me, sexy?” he replied. Derek unlocked his secret album for him (around five photos showing off his pale, decently muscular body, hard cock and his bubble butt). He was especially proud of his ass and legs. He loved when his butt was worshipped so he worked VERY hard to make sure it was good enough to be. Squats, deadlifts, lunges, hip thrusts, step ups- you name it, he did it all in pursuit of an irresistible ass. The sight of it generally clinched the deal with most potential hookups. After a few agonizing moments the guy finally responded with “fucking hot. What u into?” “I love having my ass played with, worshipped, eaten, teased. I don’t tend to fuck when I first meet someone, but also LOVE to suck dick until it is blowing down my throat” Derek copy-pasted his reply from his go-to response he has previously prepared for this common question. “Hot. I give rlly good ass massages and love to eat a tasty hole. Ass worship is my favorite thing.” “Yeah?” “Also love feeling my head against a tight hole.” “Fuck that’s hot.” Derek’s dick was leaking at this point. “I prefer to slide in, but happy to respect whatever rules u got.” This guy was hitting all his buttons. “Yeah, sorry. Wish I could but gotta be safe.” “I get it ;-)” “Fuck yeah- when r u available? Where u located?” A few moments later Derek got an image of a map that showed the guy to be only a few blocks away. “I’m down 4 now. That work? U host? Traveling w/ friends so can’t host” Direct. EXACTLY what Derek needed and hoped to hear. “Yeah. I can host” Derek then sent him his address and apartment number. “Gimme ten. Malik here, btw” That was all Derek needed to see. He jumped from his desk and quickly got to work. He was not planning to get fucked, obviously. . . but just in case he grabbed a couple condoms from his drawer and douched to make sure everything was clean. He was practiced in fast-prep (since hookups were unpredictable) and in about eight minutes he was showered, dried off, in a jock and ready for Malik’s arrival. He then sat on his couch, staring at his sleeping phone for the next five minutes or so. His cock was straining against the fabric of the jockstrap, his heart racing with anticipation. After a bit longer he heard the buzz from the front door, dashed to the wall and pressed the “entrance” button on his com. Since he was only on the second floor of his building the knock came within moments. Derek steeled himself for potential disappointment and opened the door. Malik stood there in a white tank top and loose-fitting gym shorts, their light fabric making it clear he didn’t bother with underwear. Derek was relieved to see the photos appeared fairly accurate and recent. His face was as handsome as his picture, if slightly older in the harsh lighting of the hallway, and his body was also somewhat softer, but that only seemed to enhance things. He was carrying a small gym bag strapped over his right shoulder. He gestured for Malik to come in and he obliged, waiting until Derek closed the door before looking him up and down and smiling, placing the bag on a chair to the side of the door. “Your pictures don’t do you justice” he murmured in a deep, slightly coarse voice. “Turn around for me and let me take a look at what I’m working with.” Derek obliged, spinning around slowly, his back slightly arched to give Malik the best possible view of his ass. He was rewarded with a deep “mmmmmmm” and felt Malik’s warm hands caress and then squeeze his cheeks, pulling them apart and letting go so they would bounce back together with a tight jiggle. “Fuck” he said, grabbing Derek’s shoulders to turn him back around and pull him forcefully into a deep open-mouth kiss that made his dick throb. They stood there for the next few minutes making out furiously while exploring each other’s bodies. Derek fumbled with Malik’s tank top, eventually getting it over his head before being pulled into another tight bear hug, Malik’s soft chest hair and flexing pecs grinding into his own while he explored Derek’s mouth with his tongue. He felt Malik’s dick, now rock-hard, grinding into his own beneath his workout shorts. His hands squeezed Darek’s ass and eventually found their way to his pulsing hole, gently rubbing it in small circles with his middle finger. After a minute or two of this Malik ran his hands up Derek’s back until they reached his shoulders and began pushing him to his knees. At this point Malik’s dick was creating a full-on tent in his gym shorts, begging to be released. Derek was only too eager to oblige. He took his hands and glided them up Malik’s hairy, muscular thighs until he reached the elastic waistband and tugged them slowly down in an almost reverential way. Like he was unwrapping a present. Once it reached his mid-thigh Malik’s dick finally broke free of the shorts and bounced up, slapping against his pubes with a satisfying “pap.” It then stood at full attention, the head glistening with pre-cum, staring Derek in the eye. His balls were tight and large, shifting slightly to the temperature change. He felt the heat radiating from that beautiful cock and balls inches from his face. Tugging the shorts the rest of the way off so Malik could spread his legs more, Derek took a firm hold of the shaft with one of his hands, squeezing it gently and jerking it slowly. A deep moan escaped from Malik. Derek took his other hand and cupped his balls, feeling their weight and wanting desperately to somehow fit it all inside his mouth. Impossible, but definitely something to aspire to. He then moved forward, aided by Malik pulling him closer, and let the perfect head slide into his mouth. It tasted delicious and the smell of Malik’s natural scent mixed with a subtle cologne was intoxicating. He was in heaven. Derek flicked the head with his tongue before slowly lowering his mouth further and further down the thick shaft. Closing his eyes he felt it hit the back of his throat and try to push further, sliding in a bit more before he was rewarded with his nose hitting the base and burying itself in Malik’s manscaped pubes. “Fuck yeah, boy.” Malik said a bit more loudly, his hands moving from Derek’s shoulders to the back of his head. He was held there, with Malik flexing his hips until he needed to breathe, causing him to gag slightly. This made him to pull back long enough to take a deep breath before starting to suck the cock in earnest. Thick bands of saliva collected at the base of the shaft and rolled down his balls as Malik’s hips thrust to meet the rhythm of Derek’s face-fucking. He could feel those balls tightening in his hand and the head beginning to expand… …but as quickly as it started, it stopped. Malik had pulled away, grinning at Derek who looked a bit shocked and desperate to have that cock back down his throat. “You feel so fucking good, but we don’t want to end this too quickly. I still have a job to do,” he murmured. “Fuck” Derek replied, finding himself with a temporarily reduced vocabulary. It began and ended with ‘fuck.’ He thoughtlessly wiped away the spit that was coating his scruff. “You said you wanted an ass massage, yeah?” He flashed the same devilish smile that he had captured in the first picture he sent Derek. He walked back over to his gym bag, picked it up, and stood there waiting. All Derek could do was nod, stand up, take Malik’s hand and lead him into his bedroom. Malik’s Perspective: Malik scanned the room they entered, noticing how Derek had prepared things for them. The curtains were pulled, the bed hastily made and covered in a striped beach towel. He also caught sight of the condoms sitting on the bed-stand and smirked. ‘Didn’t want to fuck, my ass’ he thought to himself. He had come here confident he could change this guy’s mind and was encouraged to see them- even if he had zero intention to use them. One way or another he was going to get inside that hole. Raw. All that remained was how to go about doing it… “I brought some massage oil and toys to relax you” he said, dropping his gym bag on the bed and unzipping it. He pulled out a large bottle of massage oil, a realistic glass dildo, some poppers and a blindfold. Derek’s handsome face faltered slightly at the blindfold, so Malik instinctively put it back in his bag. ‘Damn’ he thought, ‘this will be a bit more of a challenge.’ “How do you want me?” Derek said, standing next to the bed. Malik came up to him and kissed him passionately again. This guy had a perfect mouth and was an excellent kisser. “Lie down on the bed ass up, babe” he whispered in Derek’s ear while gripping Derek’s neck. Derek obliged, disengaging from their embrace and crawling into position. Removing his jockstrap altogether Derek grabbed onto a pillow to hug and rest his head on, causing him to arch slightly and accentuate the musculature of his back. Malik was salivating. Derek spread his legs and thrust his hips forward so his dick was now bent and pointing down past his balls. Without saying another word Malik crawled on top of Derek, grabbing the bottle of oil and dripping a liberal amount of it across his lower back, perky cheeks and legs. Straddling one of his thighs, Malik slowly began to expertly massage the oil into his skin. His hands were large with thick fingers that worked really well for a task like this. Derek seemed to appreciate the effort, moaning gently into his pillow and grinding his hips a bit under Malik’s weight. This went on for about ten minutes, both of them getting hornier with each passing moment, Malik’s twitching dick pressing firmly against Derek’s left thigh, grinding gently. Malik paused to apply more of the scentless oil, this time also coating his own throbbing dick with it and jerking himself briefly before going back to firmly massaging Derek’s delicious ass. He ran his hands across the cheeks, spreading them wide to reveal the perfect, inviting pink hole before pressing them together, bending down to bring his face inches away from it. He took in a deep breath, reveling in Derek’s freshly-washed natural scent. Malik then pulled the cheeks out again, revealing the hole, and gently blew air over the surface of the pucker. Derek shuddered, his ass jiggling slightly at the movement. It was fucking perfect. Malik wanted this ass. He needed to feel his cock sliding inside… but knew this guy was likely someone who needed persuasion and a little white lie or two. That and a heaping pile of obfuscation. At this point, however, he buried his face in Derek’s ass. His tongue was decently long and wide, and he worked it expertly over Derek’s hole. He ate Derek’s ass like it was his last meal, his soft beard rubbing against Derek’s skin, making him moan loudly. “Fuuuuuuuuuuck” Derek said again, thrusting his hips back to meet Malik’s tongue. Malik moved to lick Derek’s balls, traveling up his taint to his hole, then past his crack before biting each cheek. He couldn’t help it, it was just so fucking tasty. Derek cried out in a bit of surprise at the bites but didn’t stop grinding his hips back at Malik. Instead his legs continued spreading further and further apart to give Malik better access. He was also inching his legs up and arching his back more and more until he was fully on his knees with his head buried in his pillow, moaning at the oral assault on his hole. Ass up and spread wide, dick swinging, Malik’s face buried. Malik was right- this guy was begging for it. Even if he claimed he didn’t want it. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Malik moved back and reached for the dildo. This is where things could get tricky, but hopefully Derek was so dickmatized that it would go off without a hitch… “I know you don’t want to fuck, but would it be alright to massage your hole with toys?” Malik asked Derek, who was still ass-up and breathing heavily. “Is the toy sanitary?” He said, a bit muffled by the pillow. It would have been funny if the sight of him wasn’t so fucking hot. “I boil all my toys for just that reason, babe. I take care of my boys,” Malik replied smoothly. He wasn’t lying- that was important shit to get right. A pause. “Okay, but remember, no fucking.” Derek said, and wiggled his hips in an approving motion. Malik grabbed the oil and coated the dildo (and his own cock again). He then went to Derek and offered him the poppers “this will help you relax and will make it feel even better.” Derek was clearly used to poppers because he immediately took two large snorts of the stuff. Malik’s brand was particularly strong and its effects seemed to hit him immediately. He placed the bottle right next to his face hoping to encourage him to use more later down the line. Malik then moved and positioned himself behind Derek, licking his hole one last time before placing the head of his dick, and not the dildo, at the pucker. He wanted to feel that hole before bringing the toy into play as well as establish some trust, an important component for what was to come next... He began to apply gentle bursts of pressure and murmured “Just teasing your hole with my cock a moment before I massage it with the dildo.” Derek nodded in approval. “Remember, just don’t go in.” Was his only reply. “You have nothing to worry about” Malik replied, resuming his gentle prodding. The oil from the massage and Malik’s spit made Derek’s ass very slick. The poppers made Derek’s ass relax. The liberal amounts of oil he had slathered on his dick aided the wetness. It all meant that within moments Malik’s head was past the first ring and moving its way inside. It took every ounce of effort to not simply thrust in- but that would break the trust and likely end in an unsatisfying, quick retreat. He wanted to be balls deep in this glorious ass, he just had to be patient. Derek was still clearly aware of what was happening and paying VERY close attention. “You aren’t in me are you?” His muffled voice asked from the pillow. “No babe. My head is just kissing your hole. It feels so fucking good.” He eased back slightly to make sure this was true. “Fuck yeah it does. Ugh, I love feeling a dick pressing against my hole. Just don’t go in.” At this point his head was fully inside, but he was purposefully respecting Derek’s directions and not going any deeper. “I promise babe. It won’t go in. We’re just teasing before I get the toy.” Derek moaned happily in response. After a bit more of this Malik decided to move on to the next part of his plan, sliding the tip of his dick out of Derek’s ass (which elicited a disappointed moan from Derek). He then moved the slicked-up dildo into position, waiting until Derek took another hit of poppers before beginning to apply pressure. He worked slowly, using one hand to spread Derek’s cheeks apart and the other to continue prodding the dildo until it popped past the first ring. Derek let out a small gasp and then moaned deeply, the poppers clearly reaching his pleasure center and the dildo stretching the hole gently. It wasn’t massive, but WAS the exact same girth and length as Malik’s own dick…which was definitely not a coincidence. He actually had it modeled after his own cock. Fucking expensive, but worth every penny… He noticed Derek slowly starting to jerk himself with one hand and sliding his other past his balls to feel the dildo as it was sliding into his hole. Malik smiled, letting Derek fully establish his use of the toy. After letting him explore the area for a bit, however, Malik needed to make sure this wouldn’t keep happening. Pausing with the dildo about halfway into Derek’s eager ass, Malik reached down, took Derek’s hands and gently pulled them away from the area. “I’m supposed to be the one making you feel good. That cock is mine to stroke. Understand?” He said gruffly, seductively. “Mmmmmm.” Derek moaned in the affirmative, nodding his head into his pillow, his eyes shut in ecstasy. He shifted his hands and hugged the pillow. Derek seemed to be in his own world, concentrating solely on the feeling of his ass being filled. The world could have gone to hell around him and he wouldn’t have noticed. Or would have chosen not to… ‘Let’s see if that works’ Malik thought as he resumed slowly prodding Derek’s ass with the dildo, pulling it out completely, letting the hole gape momentarily before pushing it gently back in. He made sure to keep up this pattern- fucking the dildo into Derek’s ass a few strokes before removing it completely, applying more oil, and driving it back in. Derek was clearly in heaven and cried out a little every time it re-entered, each time a bit harder. Malik would periodically use his free hand to slowly jerk Derek’s dick, helping Derek to more fully lose himself in the pleasure. Eventually, after about five or six repetitions of this pattern he made his move. After pushing the dildo down to the fake balls, he pulled it out completely, lined up his own eagerly throbbing cock and slid it three quarters of the way in before holding it there a beat. When Derek continued moaning and made zero signs of noticing the difference, he slowly began to thrust in and out, all the while paying close attention not to go deep enough to brush his pubes against Derek’s cheeks. He was in heaven, and Derek seemed completely unaware of the change in materials sliding into his hole. Malik’s dildo warmed up when it was used (due to the person’s body heat) so the temperature of the dildo and his dick were nearly identical. The ass was slick, his cock doused in oil. It slid in as velvety-smooth as the imitation had. Even with the poppers and the dildo Derek’s ass felt tight wrapped around Malik’s dick. Every time he would thrust he felt Derek squeeze his muscles and it began to cause Malik’s eyes to roll back into his head. He thrust a few more times, removed his dick, hovered over the dilating hole, and then slid back in with an inaudible sigh. “How is that toy working for you, babe?” He knew under normal, non-poppered circumstances there was enough difference between his own dick and the dildo that a guy would notice- but once they get into the trance he’s found that they kind of lose themselves in the sensation and keep going with what they’re told is happening. We all believe what we want to believe, and Derek wanted to believe that Malik was pleasuring him with a toy. “It feels so fucking GOOD. Thank you thank you thank you….” He continued to repeat “thank you” into the pillow every time Malik pushed his dick nearly to the hilt, his balls getting dangerously close to slapping into Derek’s taint. “You like that toy in you? Giving you the massage you need?” Malik growled, pulling out all the way before thrusting back in again. He had one hand still holding the dildo and the other pressed firmly against Derek’s cheek to keep him from pushing back too hard and giving the game away. In response Derek began to move his hand out from under the pillow and reach back. Malik barely noticed in time but was able to remove his rock-hard cock and replace it with the still-hot dildo right as Derek’s fingers closed around the shaft. Malik could see Derek smiling in satisfaction and Malik responded in kind - even if for slightly different reasons… “Don’t get distracted, babe. Let me take care of you.” He admonished Derek, grabbing his wrist and gently pulling it away. “This is my hole right now.” Another moan and the hand went back under the pillow. As soon as the coast was clear Malik fucked the dildo slowly a couple more times before removing it again and deftly sliding his own eager cock back in. He loved watching the shaft going in and out of this perfect hole- the dark skin of his shaft contrasting beautifully against the lighter skin of Derek’s ass. This is exactly where his dick needed to be. It’s where Derek wanted it to be. Malik was merely making sure he got what he wanted- regardless of what his “rules” were. He continued to thrust for a while, slapping his ass periodically and reveling in the resulting jiggle, his shaft blissfully deep inside Derek’s hole. It was such an amazing sight he got distracted enough to accidentally thrust so deep that his balls gently grazed Derek’s taint. Knowing the potential for disaster he quickly moved his available hand down and grazed it again with his thumb, massaging the area for a bit to quash any potential for Derek to become suspicious. Derek wiggled his hips in response, moaning a bit louder. Malik probably shouldn’t have worried, though. Derek’s trance was complete, his understanding of what Malik was doing so firm in his mind that it didn’t matter what was actually happening. He was being impaled by an amazingly realistic dildo. That was Derek’s reality - even as Malik’s raw cock assaulted his hole instead. “I want to make you feel so good. I want this toy to massage your hole until you cum” he growled, feeling Derek’s sphincter once again clamp unknowingly around Malik’s cock. It was too fucking hot. The view of Dereks perfect ass in the air, his dick sliding into Derek’s hole until just before the root. The moans muffled by the pillow. He could feel his balls starting to tighten and the ecstasy of the successful deception taking over his ability to control his orgasm. He began to thrust harder, placing his free hand on Derek’s ass, wrapped around the shaft to make sure his hips won’t make contact. This only caused Derek to moan louder, sending Malik further over the point of no return. And then he came. The feeling was so overpowering that he almost lost his composure- it took everything he had not to simply thrust until his hips were smashing against Derek’s oblivious ass. He could feel his cock spasming inside Derek’s unwitting hole, coating his insides with jets of his cum. Malik was a heavy cummer, with rope after rope blasting into Derek as he did everything in his power to not cry out. He kept thrusting at the same pace to hide the spasms of his cock, letting Derek’s hole milk every last drop out of him before finally sliding out and replacing his now deflating cock with the dildo, cum dripping out the sides and leaking down Derek’s heavily oiled taint. They were both panting heavily at this point and Derek’s cries were reaching a fever pitch. Malik kept sliding the dildo into Derek’s ass even as he was coming down from his orgasm, watching with satisfaction as cum kept leaking out of the unknowing hole. It was so hot he was completely hard again in record time. He imitated the movements and pace of his actual fucking, thrusting his hips with each plunge of the toy so the bed would move identically to when he was inside Derek. “Fuck babe, you have the best ass I’ve ever seen. You take this dildo so well.” “Fuuuuuuuuuck” Derek said, repeating the word with every thrust as Malik started to jerk Derek’s dick with his other hand. I want to make you blow, babe” he said- which was clearly quickly approaching. “I’m . . . I’m . . . I’m s-s-s-so clooseeeee” Derek cried, his body beginning to shake. “FUCK YEAH BOY- CUM FOR ME!” He ordered loudly, pushing the dildo in to the base. He then let go of it, leaving it buried deep as he flipped onto his back with his head positioned beneath Derek’s dick. He quickly clamped his lips onto the head while stroking the shaft rapidly. It was an awkward maneuver but Malik had perfected it with practice. He really fucking knew what he was doing. This is what he was made for. Derek could have woken the dead with his orgasm- and its volume was clearly a match for Malik’s. He was swallowing multiple gulps of salty cum as it continued to spurt from Derek’s throbbing, angry erection. Malik had begun jerking himself while waiting for Derek to blow and was able to actually cum a second time in less than twenty minutes- something he rarely had the pleasure of accomplishing. The load wasn’t nearly as large- only a few small ropes blasting onto his stomach, Derek’s ass and the towel- but it was intense all the same. This fuck was everything he had hoped for when he first saw Derek’s handsome, smiling face on the apps. Derek’s ass secretly plundered, used under the guise of toy play. His beautiful body given as much pleasure as he could without fully fucking him to the absolute root- something be hoped to do before he left town. Malik squeezed the last drops of cum out, took a deep breath through his nose and removed Derek’s slowly deflating cock. He rolled back around and got to his knees on the bed, rubbing his furry belly absent-mindedly as he surveyed Derek’s body, limply spent, ass in the air with the dildo still buried deep. He then took the edge of the towel and wiped Derek’s ass down. “Fuuuuuuck that was amazing.” Derek whispered into the pillow as Malik slowly began removing the glass toy from its warm sheath. “It was perfect” Malik replied, as he moved from the bed and began collecting his things, wiping down the dildo and placing it back into his gym bag. “But imagine how much better it will be when you get to feel the real thing.” Derek finally shifted out of his position, rolling over until he was sitting up on the messy towel staring at Malik. “Well the next time won’t be a first hookup- so that’s definitely something I’d be down for. You have such an amazing dick. How long are you in town?” “Another week” Malik replied. “I work from home most days so let me know when you’re available again and we will make it happen” Derek said, watching with a hint of sadness as Malik put his gym shorts back on to cover his delicious cock and furry, plump ass. “It’s a date, then.” “Oh yeah, one thing,though. While I *am* on prep and take Doxypep after hookups I do still require condoms for fucking- you good with that?” Malik grinned at him “of course! For you, babe? Anything. I’m also on Prep and Doxy- but you can never be too careful.” Derek eased out of the bed, his legs clearly shaky from holding that position for so long. He walked up to Malik and kissed him deep and long again, making Malik’s cock twitch. He wrapped his arms around Derek and helped support him while his legs gained some of their strength back. “Perfect. I can’t wait.” Derek said, smiling a beautiful smile. “Back at you” Malik whispered, already thinking ahead to how he will work around the condoms. He then pulled his tank over his head, put on his shoes, gave Derek’s ass one last squeeze and made his way back to his friends at the AirBnB, turned on by the knowledge that his cum was coating the inside of Derek’s ass. Derek’s Perspective: As he watched the stunning Middle Eastern Sex God leave his place Derek finally felt sated. Warm. Spent. His mind was clear and he was finally able to get some actual work done. ‘However’ he thought to himself, ‘I probably should shower first…” He quickly dropped the oil-and-cum-covered towel into the laundry hamper and turned on the water. As he was sitting on the toilet waiting for it to heat up he felt pressure in his ass. He decided to push a bit and felt a lot of liquid fall into the bowl. ‘No wonder it felt so good,’ he said to himself. ‘The guy probably used half that bottle of oil!’ He then thoughtlessly reached back and flushed the toilet before getting up and stepping into the shower, fantasizing about what would hopefully happen later that week… End Part 1.

Hope u and partner are well ! Looking to read more of your erotic story

I'm attracted to men of color, something about pasty white guys really grosses me out, no blue eyed blond hair for me let me have dark eyes and dark hair every time.

I got deflowered on Thanksgiving day 2023 by a 5.5 and it was fucking amazing. He's going to be fuccking me for a long, long time.

my neg one, narrow, willing to be breed, and no prep ever

Yes, I also believe this about absorbing another man's cum. It is not just a bonding affect but it affects our sexual orientation. I have been exclusively a top for several decades but if I suck someones dick before topping a bottom it seems to enhance my gay desires and makes me enjoy topping even more than usual. I like to take the cum in my mouth instead of in my throat and then swirl some under my tongue where I can feel the sperm cells numbing my tongue as they penetrate me. I was turned on to this technique years ago by a former GF, a hippie chick I lived with for a few years. She swore it not only made her desire me even more but calmed her and left her with an afterglow that lasted for days. Semen is magical stuff.

I think it's probably helpful to distinguish between sex trips to an event (whether it's a Pride, leather, bear, sex party, whatever event), sex trips to a city to visit "club" venues (bathhouses, etc.), and sex trips to a place (perhaps just to be "new meat" somewhere) and hope to have sex with a variety of men. One might also consider "sex trips" to visit a particular friend or friends and have sex with them. These are three (or four) different kinds of sex trips, and while any of us might approve of all of them, experiences and recommendations may vary considerably with the type.

Absolutely needs filling!

Fucking in a position where I get maximum penetration, cumming in the bottom as deep as possible -pulling him on to me when I cum

Last night our new Scottish buddy, Hamish destroyed my arse. Hamish is a 6ft 4in barrel chested bear of a man with a monster cock. His cock is easily 8in. His cock helmet is thick and uncut but his cock gets thicker and thicker with every inch until he’s wider than a coke can at the base at his massive balls. He wanted me doggy on all 4s. He planted his cock helmet in my arse and punched it through my ring. He forced me flat on my belly Then he started to thrust his cock deeper inside me. With most guys once their helmet is through my ring the rest of their shaft is the same girth and I can easily take that. With Hamish, every inch he thrusts up my arse opens me even wider. It was hard work but I was determined to take him all. I howled like a fukkin dog as he impaled my arse inch by inch on his hard meat and eventually he was all the way in. He started fucking me steadily and was soon pounding my hole. I felt his load hit my guts, as he grunted. He pulled out and rolled off me. He said gimme 20 minutes then I’m going again. This time cuz I was already fucked wide open. He shoved his cock up me in one hard thrust - still made me moan. He pumped load number 2 inside me. I’m mostly top but I love being fucked by Hamish he makes me feel like a horny bottom who craves cock. My wide open hole is testament to that

After I finished masturbating I feel straight to sleep exhausted from my flight. I woke up at what must have been the middle of the night. As I went downstairs I heard moaning coming from the living room. As I leaned my head in I saw the tv playing gay porn. Not just any gay porn either but really intense grimy stuff. Men were getting fisted, some had their cocks locked up, others were smoking or injecting things. On the couch sat my dad with his back turned to me. He was holding a cigar with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. As I watched I realized my cock was getting hard and I had the overwhelming urge to stroke it. I snuck back up to my room and tried pulling up some porn on my phone. To my surprise it seemed like all the straight porn had been banned so I resorted to watching gay porn. I soon realized the thing inside my ass was a butt plug. I kept pushing on it when I stroked sending waves through me. I eventually shoot another load to a video of a hairless man getting fucked by a big hairy one. When I woke up in the morning I was sweaty and covered in my cum. I went straight for the shower. It was in a shared bathroom between me and my dads room. As I got into the shower I noticed there was a weird tube attached to the wall, after looking at it a bit I realized it was a fleshlight. I purposefully ignored it wondering just how many sex toys were in this house. After my shower I got dressed and went downstairs where a bowl of oatmeal was waiting for me. “Made you some breakfast son” my dad said “it’s my husband’s special recipe, everything a boy needs” he was wearing another wife beater and jeans that were tight on his broad frame. “Uh thanks dad” I said as I began eating. It had a strange taste but not wanting to be rude I finished the bowl quickly. I got up to get a glass of water from the sink when my dad stopped me. “Not so fast son, our waters under advisory so no tap water. I’ll go get some more bottles today but there some in the closet” he said pointing at a closet across the kitchen. The water bottles were on the bottom shelf and looked like they might have been opened but I guzzled it down anyway. It tasted strange but I just attributed it to the oatmeal still stuck in my mouth. I went to sit on the couch feeling lightheaded and fuzzy. My dad walked up and said something I wasn’t paying attention to before leaving the house. After he left I turned on the tv wanting to watch something. However when I turned it on it started playing strange porn. I felt thirsty and grabbed another water bottle to drink as I tried to change the channel. The porn showed small hairless men getting fucked by big bears while wearing lingerie. It then switched to hairy men fucking each other. As I stroked my cock mindlessly to the porn I realized something, the one thing all the men getting fucked had in common was that their cocks were completely limp. I then felt that my cock was not only limp but maybe even smaller than normal. I gave up on my cock and began fucking my hole with the butt plug id left in me. I was bent over the coffee table watching the hypnotic video as I felt the pressure of an orgasm build up and explode out of me. The coffee table was now covered in cum and I knew I needed to clean it. The only way I could think to was to begin licking it up. My tounge ran across my slightly sweet cum before it ran into something crusty and bitter. I licked a bit more as the image of my father fisting his cock infront of the coffee table came to mind. The bitter crust was my father’s, but with my head spinning and the strange video filling my mind I didn’t care and kept licking the table clean.

Some buddies and I stopped at a popular and very crowded diner after a night of drinking...we started eating but, I quickly needed to take a piss ...as I entered the restroom, a cook was leaving....not much younger then me...a real skinny twinkle and not my usual type of player...didn't think twice and continued to the urinal and let out a wicked piss. I finished and turned and the cook had turned and cone back inside and was standing by the wall...he looked at me and told me he'd pay me to play...I wasn't offended but, said nope...he then pleaded with me and I was drunk enough to say what the hell! So he turned and took a key outta his pocket locked the door. He came over yanked my shorts down and ate my ass then sucked me abit and then I slid right in him and fucked him as he leaned over the counter..he smelled like french fries and.he was saying thank you over and over and that he was afraid to proposition me because he thought I was a drunk redneck fraternity straight asshole but, he's glad he risked it...I told him I was then winked at him as we could see each in the mirror! I then blew a load and then just walked out after turning the latch on the door. Didn't say anything to my buddies, at the table, as some of them were straight. When the server came over , she winked,and said my meal has been payed for...my buddies thought it was the server flirting with me and assumed I banged her in the bathroom!...lol what boneheads!

Chapter 4 Monday morning found myself in Gino’s medical room again. Only a week after my first visit. ‘So, there is something we need to discuss. For the record, although you didn’t know it, I’m undetectable’ said Gino ‘ I can’t go round pozzing my patients, can I ?’ ‘Are you disappointed? You seemed to be gagging for a poz load?’ ’er I don’t know what comes over me. I’ve never been like this , but ever since I tried to scratch that itch all I seem to want is cock and cum. And I don’t know why but poz guys excite me’ I blurted out. ’ Have you taken the Prep I prescribed last week?’ ‘Er no, it’s still hidden in my car. I didn’t want my girlfriend to see it’ ’and how is that relationship going?’ I gulped. ‘We’ve had sex once but it was anal. I can’t seem to get hard for her. I had to think of guys to get hard then’ ‘ok, and what about porn? Do you watch any?’ I nodded ‘yes…. But it’s all gay porn recently’ ‘I think you have to be honest with yourself ‘ Gino added’ A lot of men don’t realise that they’re gay , or suppress it, until they finally have cock, and then sooner or later they realise. Some are never honest but others accept the truth and enjoy the reality. But straight men don’t suck cock and let guys fuck them like you do. ‘ I took a deep breath. ‘I’m not straight’ I admitted. ‘I’m not even bi, I know I’m gay now’ I breathed out. I had said it and Gino smiled ‘ yes I think you knew that. A lot of guys who come out want to play around, catch up on what they have been missing out on, and a lot don’t want to take Prep and stay unprotected and bareback. They want to feel natural, and it is natural as a bottom to want a guy to cum in you and take alpha cock. A lot of barebackers are poz and like breeding bottoms, and a lot of bottoms want to have that right of passage and start taking poz cock and convert for their tops. Produce their own poz cum. ‘ ‘Thats what I want’ I heard myself say. ‘ Good, I was hoping you would. I presume you don’t want any pep for the poz loads you took in the sauna?’ . I shook my head’ I will mark you down as confirming choice to come off prep too.Keep in touch and enjoy the sauna. Come in for a check up in about four weeks time. I left empty handed. What had I said? . I could still stop if I wanted, I thought. The week dragged and on the Thursday Maria and I went to the gym. There was a launch party for some product when we were there and we decided to stay, have a couple of drinks and mingle. I found myself chatting to a couple of guys, one who was obviously gay, but was surprised when the other introduced himself as the other guys partner. ‘You seem surprised Nathan’ he said. ‘No I er didn’t realise there were… erm u know what I mean’ I stammered. He laughed ‘ I know what you mean. I’m David, this is Lee. Yes we’re gay and yes we like playing together with other guys …… if you know any’ Was he flirting? ‘ We’ll ….. ‘ I hesitated. I looked round and saw Maria chatting with the tattooed guy Andy that had fucked me a couple of weeks previously. ‘ I’m not out….. but I’m gay. But it’s complicated’ I said quietly. ‘Ah you’re also with a girl the. And she doesn’t know. Don’t worry we’re discreet. This is a bit boring - let’s sneak back to the locker room. Is that your girl chatting to Andy? ‘ I nodded ‘She should be careful with him. He has a big cock and he’s poz. He likes breeding guys and girls’ With that he grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the party. We went quickly to the locker rooms. I was hard already. I sank to my knees as Dave shrugged down his track shorts. His cock sprang free. I couldn’t wait to get it in my mouth . It felt so good. ‘Suck Lee too’ Dave ordered . I turned and Lee’s cock was in my face. I took him in my mouth and was aware of hands pulling my shorts down, a finger quickly probing my ass. Then I felt breath and a tongue rimming my hole. I concentrated on sucking Lee’s cock, as I felt Dave’s cock replace his tongue . With a grunt he thrust into my ass. ‘ I only fuck raw since I took Andy’s babies’ Dave said as he started pounding my ass. I didn’t register the nuance at first, then it clicked . I got even harder’ if you’re poz just fuck it into me. I want it, make sure’ I breathed ‘Poz my fucking ass’ ‘ with pleasure’ Dave rushed as he picked up pace ‘ I’ll definitely shoot my load in that neg hole anytime’, give u my babies’ Cockbrain had taken over again. I could feel Lee’s cock jerk and cum flooded my mouth. I concentrated on swallowing it all when Dave grunted and thrust into me a final time. I knew he was cumming in me. ‘ ‘That was fucking hot fella, we must keep in touch. I would love to make sure my babies take’ Dave winked at me ‘Let’s get back before we’re missed. I returned to the party. I couldn’t see Maria… or Andy. I looked round the room, then Maria appeared at my elbow . ‘Hi’ she said. ‘Oh I was just looking for you’ was it my imagination or did she look a little flushed? ‘I was just chatting to that guy with the tattoos, Andy’ she explained. I suddenly hoped that she had been doing a bit more than chatting, and wondered if she had had some cock too. Poz cock at that. ‘ shall we go.? ‘ she said. ‘I’m just a bit tired’ ‘yeah’ I replied. ‘Same’ My mind was wandering. Maybe if Maria wanted a regular thing with Andy, I could go out more often with Dave and Lee ……. to be continued

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 6 – Three Makes for a Good Double In chapters 1 through 5, I tell about my evening with David, a handsome, hairy, somewhat inexperienced boy that I connected with online. He was no longer inexperienced. We’ve done everything from sucking to fisting. We’re partied up and joined by my friend Bill, who is about to fist me for David’s viewing. Bill and I have played together a lot, so we know what works for the other. Bill already knew that I was well-lubed and had just had a fist butt plug in my ass, so there was no need to go slowly. He lubed up his hands, added some more in my ass, and dove in. His hand went in up to mid forearm right away. Bill likes playing deep inside me, and he’s one of the guys that I let do that. There’s a lot of trust involved, and I trust Bill implicitly. Once Bill was in my ass, he started flexing, twisting, and thrusting. He knows what I like and is happy to please my pig ass. I could feel him probing deeper with his fingers, coaxing my second hole to open. He’s gotten deeper inside me than anyone else and knows just how to open up those pathways for me. David had gotten up and walked over to the sling again. I heard the distinctive sound of the torch click, and then he put the pipe to my lips. Damn, this guy had delivered me a perfect cloud, and I eagerly sucked on the glass cock. I held that cloud for as long as I could and then enjoyed the rush that overtook my body when I let it out. David then did the same for Bill. Bill got two hits since he was playing catchup. Then, David took a hit for himself and crouched down near my hole to watch Bill fist my ass. If David was going to watch, I was going to give him a show. I grabbed the poppers, took a short hit on one side, let it out, and then took a deep hit that I held. Once the fumes hit, my ass took over. First, I rode Bill’s arm, working back and forth with the sling. Then I moved further down in the sling to open my ass more. I worked Bill’s arm around inside my ass, moving left, right, up, and down. I reached down and shoved a finger from each of my hands in alongside Bill’s arm and slid those around his arm. He was lightly fucking me with his arm then, and I added another finger from each hand so that I could start to stretch my hole open even more. I’d use my fingers to pull my hole open, and Bill would slide back and forth within that opening. He then pulled back so that his knuckles were giving me a great stretch while I continued pulling my hole open. David was totally engaged in everything that we were doing. He had grabbed one of my dildos and was working it in and out of his ass while he watched us. It was a deeply sexual moment for all of us as we shared in the glory of ass play. I removed my fingers from my hole and was relaxed in the sling again. Bill was probing my ass, trying to get past my second hole again. He had it opened up earlier, but the poppers craziness had shut it down again. But, he’d get there again. I felt more activity at my hole and realized that David was now shoving his fingers in alongside David’s arm. He managed to get three fingers in up to his knuckles but it was hard to coordinate the movements of the two guys. Then, I felt some more fingers. Now David was also sliding his fingers in. Between the two of them, they were giving me a stretch like I’d never felt before. Bill asked David to dump some more lube on his arm and hand, and I felt the cool lube flow over his hands and into my gaping hole. Bill looked up at me to see how I was doing. Everything was good on my end, so he kept working my hole. He had taken his left arm out and now had his larger right arm in about halfway and was using his left hand to tease my hole open more. Bill pulled back with his right hand and placed his left hand next to it. He watched me as he slowly worked both hands into my ass. He didn’t get deep, but he was past the knuckles on both hands. He worked my ass with both hands for a short time before pulling out his left hand. We’d tried doublefisting before but hadn’t made it work. We both knew this was a new threshold for us. Now, with his right hand, Bill made a fist as he pulled out. Then, he inserted his fisted left hand, pulled out, and inserted his fisted right hand. This was true fisting, and Bill knew how much I enjoyed this feeling. I asked him to stop with his right fist inside me. Poppers were inhaled, and he started back, alternating between his right and left fist, in and out of my ass. It felt fantastic, and I knew that I’d have that awesome stretched-out feeling well into the next day. Bill stopped and held his right hand inside me. He slowly pulled it out and left me gaping and dripping lube. They both helped me out of the sling, and we again crumpled onto the couch for a much-needed break.

I so need to feel that! Condoms have become such a total drag in every way: stop the action while my top puts it on, feel the condom rubbing me the wrong way, stopping again so my top can relube it, and worst of all, denying me the rush of feeling his sperm pumping into me, knowing that we're truly united in that eternal moment.

He said he wanted a sloppy bj but… I had a 27 year old Indian lad ask if he could have an anon sloppy bj in the dark. He was fit as fuck so I offered him my mouth with me in my pup mask. He arranged to pop round and found me on my knees waiting. He lost no time stripping down to his white socks and tight boxers and led back on the bed. i got to work on his cock in the dark and he was soon rock solid. I ran my hands up his body and tweaked his nipples, he reacted by face fucking me. Each thrust he got deeper and deeper in my throat until his dick was balls deep down my throat. Each thrust deliveried a salty precum coating and I thought he was gunna unload as agreed. He pushed my face away with his feet and made me sniff his socks as he rubbed them over my face. He then took control and changed his plans as he told me he wanted to slide into my hole. I told him just to do it and got on all fours, and turned around. No sooner had I turned round than his cock was at my hole and with a swift thrust he was inside. For a guy that only wanted a bj he was pretty keen on fucking my hole and groaned loudly and often as he worked himself up to unloading. He gave me a good fucking before finally shooting his hot load deep inside me, he gently thrust back and forth until his balls were fully emptied. He slowly pull down out with his cock pouring cum so I immediately dropped to my knees to take the rest of his load and clean him up. While I sucked and licked the creamed load he told me he needed that and that my hole would def get used again. He tagged my ass, dressed and left. Another satisfied and drained visitor!

Yes, yes. I’m a piggy vers who loves to rim and felch. I want to go in tongue first on a dripping cum dumps hole

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@BootmanLA has some valid points. I also want to offer a perspective from the reluctant bottom. The guy who first got me to bareback 30 years ago tried all the techniques you are advocating above. He eventually slipped his big, uncut cock inside me bare. After a few strokes, I freaked out and told him to quit. He did, and we finished with a rubber on. We fucked again a couple of weeks later with a rubber again. Then his patience paid off the third time because the memory of how good that brief bare fuck felt led me to ask him to fuck me raw. He was my first bareback fuckbuddy; he probably got to put 100 loads or more in me over the years. So being persuasive and demanding can work, but planting the seed and then backing off might lead to a longer term thing.

My first Tina experience was similar. Met an older gentleman with a fat cock, a strong drive and plenty of T. We had so many forms of sex and love making during our 11 hour meeting. I was on my back, legs in the air, stroking his balls and coaxing him to breed me. And after each load I gladly cleaned his cock. There was something so intimate about letting him flood me and then tasting my ass juice and his cum. After his last load he had me squat over his face and he rimmed me so incredibly for about 30 mins or so it felt. And then we finally shared a tongue deep kiss. Ever since this day my ass “feels” empty. Like I always want to be loaded and stretched. I’m now at the point where I prefer sex with POZ men because I find them to be oversexed and they allow me to be a cum craving breeding bottom pig. Only a matter of time before I am gifted, but fuck it. I want dick and lots of it.

I gave my first load when I was a boy and still very wett behind the ears. It was unexpected and it happend in a public toilet. I did not know that it was a cruise/hunting ground for gays. I really needed to piss and was hit on by and old 60+ slim gay redhead gay guy. I got scared.... but also curious and because of that horny. I was at that age all day horny. At the end... I went into a cubical to wank and it had a gloryhole. I did not know at that time what it was. That old red guy was in the other cubical (did not know that it was him and het invited me with his finger en licking gesture making tong to stick my cock true the hole. I did and got a mind blowing BJ from him (my first) and than he told me in a whisper not to pull back and enjoy what he would do to my cock and to let my cum shoot... but not to pull back. So I did..... not knowing that after a short while blowing my cock.... het backed up onto my hard cock with his very sloppy, slippery and warm ass and started to ride my cock. Milking it with his wett pussy. It was my first time fucking and at that time I didn't know that. I came full in his ass.... it was sooo good.

Hey guys.... I am back obviously. I posted this story already in The Hunt, but then I thought maybe it deserves title for itself. So, I hope you like the story... and I mean it.... 'Like' the story at the bottom, it's easier to continue the story line. The Hunt – A New Destination (Part 1) I helped Jason to his feet. He was shaking but kept on smiling at me. I ran my hand down his spine and after reaching his smooth butt I entered his hole with my fingers. He wasn’t exactly tight at this moment and I poked another finger deep into his opening. Slowly I withdrew them and led them to his mouth. “Lick them. Lap away the cum,” I instructed as I pushed my fingers into his mouth. For a second he seemed to be appalled, but then he looked into my eyes and he opened his mouth willingly sucking my fingers clean. I left the stall and Jason followed me back to the bar. Steven was still sitting there and watching the other cute guys talking to each other or french kissing openly. “Ah, finally back? From what I heard, you had a ball," he remarked, giving Jason an encouraging smile "Take a seat," I told Jason as I shoved him towards the floor. He looked confused but I kicked him in front of my seat and told him to rest his back against the bar and to face my crotch. “Give me a good massage, while I enjoy the evening with my pal,” I said. Jason didn’t hesitate and started kneading my jeans bulge. I spread my legs to give him a better opportunity to massage my poisonous spike. Steven was looking down at Jason and wished his would get the same treatment so I looked down to my puppy and ordered "Shift a little bit towards Steve's crotch." Jason looked at me but didn’t move his cunt closer to this good friend of mine and so I kicked him a bit to his side with my boots and told him to move his body more aggressively. He yelped a bit but understood the hint and so he was sitting merely between me and my mate massaging both of our crotches as Steven and I chatted. We were both getting hard again and I could read Steven’s mind, so I nodded at Jason, asking “You like the aftermath?” “Sure. I love how this insatiable slut works with his hands, although it would be hot if he would suck us here…. at the bar. No one is taking notice anyway, since we are at a dead end of the bar,” Steven remarked in an almost a chatty tone. “Yeah. Good idea. Jason, why don’t you suck on Steven’s cock again? Look how you made him hard with only with the magic of your hands,” I chuckled. Jason nodded and slithered right in front of Steven’s bulge and opened the buttons fast. I saw a slimy trail, leading to Jason’s new squatting position. He was still leaking toxic cum from his abused ass. I enjoyed watching Jason getting skull fucked while we were talking about the good old times. We ordered another round of drinks, but only for the two of us, of course. Jason certainly didn't mind as he was busy giving a blow job anyway, sucking Steven like a pro, manually jacking him off while his mouth engulfed first the head of his cock and swallowed the whole dick. He made cute choking sounds but no one was paying attention to the three of us. I opened my jeans again and pulled myself out, grunting "Here, Jason, give my cock a massage with your right hand while you blow Steven." Jason immediately complied, stroking my dick to full hardness, without pausing in sucking Steven’s cock, who commented “You were right. He truly is something special,” giving me an approving smile "Yeah, he truly is,” I replied and looked at Jason, who was sucking non-stop. Steven, meanwhile, appeared to be getting close to blowing his load as he had taken hold of Jason's head, and was now thrusting upwards into his mouth, his own eyes looking dazed and his breath ragged. “Let him finish the job. He is eager to learn. Right?,” I asked Jason who smiled at me, his mouth full of Steven's dick. I thought he looked absolutely adorable. Steven managed a laugh, with which I joined wholeheartedly as Jason worked his magic, intent of drawing Steven's load out of his balls. All the way he didn't neglect to stroke my dick, even if he was concentrated on giving a great blow job to Steven. He clearly knew his duty to satisfy me. Steven and I attempted a couple more comments, but I could tell his mind was elsewhere, particularly when Steven’s face finally froze, his mouth gaped wide in pleasure, and his eyes closed. Within seconds Jason began moaning, and simultaneously gulping Steven's seed. “Not a drop. Don’t waste any of my precious cum. Swallow it all,” Steven panted. "Clean off Steven's cock," I instructed Jason, "make sure you clean his head thoroughly. I want it every drop of cum cleaned off." Steven relaxed visibly as he praised Jason, saying “Good job, boy…. good job.“ Now, although Steven had emptied his balls into Jason’s gullet, he was still hard, mostly because Jason continued stroking his dick. “Sorry guys, that was great, but I really need to take a piss now,” and with that Steven reached to close his jeans. “Why don’t you take your piss here?” I asked. "What?" "We got Jason here. I am sure he wouldn’t mind being our toilet. Would you?” and with that the ball was in Jason’s court. Jason initially looked utterly shocked. I knew he had never before tasted piss, and that doing so wasn't high on his list. Steven gazed at me and I looked at Jason. “Listen punk,” I advised, “When I tell you to drink our piss, then your response should be to ask which hose you should emptly first. Now, get your fucking lips on my buddy's cock and start drinking." With that I gave him a punch to the chest which earned a yelp. "Oh, and don't spill any," I added. “Hey don’t worry pup...,” Steven began. Jason's face lit up, seeing a possible ray of hope that he would get out of a difficult position, but not so, as Steven continued "...I'll piss slowly so you'll be able to swallow it down without spilling choking. Just make sure to seal your lips around my cockhead and concentrate in swallowing, mouthful after mouthful." With that, Steven grinned and taking a good grip on Jason’s hair, pulled his face towards his crotch. In the next minute or so, Steven maintained an even conversation with me, and to be honest, I wouldn’t have known he was pissing into Jason, if the little one wasn't occasionally moaning and gulping down Steven's piss. In the meanwhile I quickly buttoned-up myself, and shifted my chair, taking care to shield the scene from prying eyes. I wanted to give my friend some privacy while he was emptying his piss slowly into Jason’s belly, and I had the feeling we might well be kicked out of the bar if management knew we were using Jason as a human toilet - in public, no less. From time to time Jason withdrew his mouth from the cock, but never lost a drop. He just needed time to breathe and to wipe away the tears from his face. Steven generously allowed him several seconds each time Jason gestured for a respite, but Steven never the less still had to piss, so it was perhaps as much as seven minutes before Jason swallowed the last of Steven's piss. I'd like to think Jason had swallowed at least a liter of dark, aromatic piss. “Now it is my turn. Shield me,” I asked of Steven. We switched places. Now I was in the seat of power over the young guy. “Without hands…. see?” I asked, crossing my arms behind my head, enjoying the action. Jason sighed sadly but wasn’t complaining anymore. He reopened my jeans again and got a grip of my still hard cock. His mouth engulfed my cock head and I almost started immediately to splash out my stinking piss into his unwilling mouth. I shot my piss into Jason's gullet, in waves of high speed. Jason still made the gulping sounds, but he didn’t moan desperately anymore. It occurred to me he was a quick learner and I resolved to help him learn his lessons, step by step. By the time I was finished, Steven was completely aroused by Jason’s humiliation, and the proof of the arousal was seen in the large bulge in his leather jeans. I looked at Steven and gestured to Jason, suggesting "Why not take him into the stalls - if you need to release another shot into this slut.” “No,” Jason squeaked, daring to disagree with my suggestion. “What?” It was almost like I wasn’t hearing right. “What’s the matter with you now, you dirty poz slut? I think you really want to make me mad, you cock ditch.” “No…. it is just” Jason signaled me to come closer and so I did. “It is because I don’t want to endanger him.” he said softly. “He said he was safe and since I accepted poz cum today I am scared I could infect you or Steven. But for that, I would gladly accept him.” he added and tried to sound enthusiastically. Steven and I laughed out loud. “Silly cumdump.” I explained lovingly. “That isn't possible. Don't you know, that only cunts get infected? Studs like Steven and me are not capable of catching the bug – that’s a fact!” Obviously I was lying to Jason. “Really?” Jason asked us quizzically. “Yeah,” Steven chimed in, groping his bulge, and hauling Jason to his feet. He clearly wanted to shoot another poz load desperately into Jason's hole. “Yeah,” I insisted, suggesting "I think we should encourage Jason to accept any stud without the fear of converting him." “So let’s go…. let’s go!” Steven urged. “Poz him up good,” I whispered to my mate and I told him he should repeat the trick with the used condoms again. "Well, anyway, I'm out of lube," Steven replied quietly, a grin crossing his face as he directed Jason into the stalls again. When he was out of hearing range, Steven announced to the bar, "Guys, there's another fuck event in the stalls for a newly bred poz cunt." The other twinks assembled gasped in astonishment as seven or so studs left their seats or tables to follow the doomed guy into the darkroom area, seeing a prime opportunity to shoot more of their toxic loads into the handsome young guy. This was just the beginning for Jason’s new destination.

The Poz Ranch Chapter Seven Thud! Thud! Thud! echoed in my cell. I jumped up, put my hood on and dropped to my knees, hands clasped behind my back before the door clicked and opened. “Look who’s submitting to us” someone said. “He knows his place,” responded another man, “He will never submit to undesirables like us” “We submit to him” asked the first man. “Most likely you illiterate fuck” I felt the two men grab my arms, one on each side, lifting me up and leading me out of the door. We walked down the hall. It was deathly silent. We turned and went down a set of stairs, going down another level underground. We soon stopped at a door and someone knocked. “Enter” said a voice from inside. The door clicked and opened and we entered. “Restrain him on X-Cross and leave my presence” I was quickly restrained in a figure X on a wooden frame. My hood was still on. My wrists and ankles were in a cuff and locked tight. Suddenly, a hand was on the plug deep in my hole. Without warning it was pulled from my hole, stretching it as it pulled out then my hole quickly closed. I let out a little scream. “Pain is a form of pleasure” the man said. I felt multiple straps slap my back, not hard but enough to know that I was hit. I wasn’t sure but I think it was a Cat o’ nine tails being used on me. “What is pain?” “Pleasure” I responded. Another hit across my back, this time a little harder than the first. “What is it you desire” “Nothing” I replied. Another hit of the Cat o’nine tails. “What is it you give” “Pleasure to men, a hole to fuck, a hole to deposit seed” “Is that what you desire” Two hits across the back, building in pain, building in heat of my red skin. “I desire seed Sir” “Seed?” Two more hits on my back, the sting was growing in pain. “Poz seed” I quickly replied. Just one smack this time, but a bit harder. I felt hands on my ankles, releasing me from the cuffs. Then my hands were dropped down, still cuffed on the X-Cross. I had to bend slightly pushing out my ass away from the cross. Suddenly, my ass was slapped with the Cat o’ nine tails. Hard. I jumped and let out a little yelp. It was still and silent for just a moment, then two more slaps across my ass cheeks. This time I yelped, but didn’t jump. “You have learned your place quickly” “Yes Sir” Three smacks on my ass cheeks. I could feel them heating up. The man changed his position and smacked my back three times. He then switched back and slapped my ass three times. I could hear the movement of the Cat o’ nine tails in the air. He continued to use the Cat o’ nine tails on my back and ass cheeks. I felt them heating up more and more as the leather straps made contact with my skin. My eyes filled with tears, which slowly ran down my cheeks. “Pain is pleasure” I said over and over, just enough for him to hear. “Pain is pleasure” he repeated. The hits of the Cat o’ nine tails came faster and harder. My back was burning more than my ass cheeks. I focused on turning this pain into pleasure. Over and over the air swished with the movement of the leather straps, I lost count of how many times it met my skin. “Pain is pleasure” he said. I felt him behind me, rubbing his cock on my red ass cheeks. I could feel the salty pre-fuck juice on my raw skin, causing it to sting more. HIs cock head moved into my crack and without warning pushed against my hole. The head popped inside, causing me to lift up onto the tips of my toes. He used his hand, flat on my lower back to push me back down. He pushed harder and slowly slid into my hole, inch by dry inch of his shaft. Pulling on my sore pucker as it resisted to his invading cock. I moaned from the pain shooting from my hole and bit my lower lip. He continued pushing into my hole, sliding deeper and deeper. My pucker was heating up with the each inch running against it. He rammed the final couple of dry inches of his cock deep into my hole, pressing his body against mine. I breathed deeply, relaxing my hurting pucker. He pulled out some then pushed back in. He did this over and over as I focused on relaxing my hole. Each time he pulled out a little more, then pushed in harder. He did this until his cock head was pulling on my pucker from just inside. He drove his call balls deep in one thrust. My hole was loosening with each thrust of his cock. The pain was soon becoming pleasure. I could feel his cock getting wetter while fucking me. His balls swung as he trusted in and out. I squeezed my hole around his cock, milking it with each thrust. I focused my mind on his pleasure not mine. My pleasure was not something I desired. I desired to please him, give him pleasure to I can receive his poz load. I heard him grunt and moan as his hard thick cock slid in and out of my pucker. His balls were still swinging as his thrusted his hips. The more he grunted and moaned, the more I squeezed my pucker around his cock. My cock was no longer hard, it hung soft between my legs, swinging with his thrusts. My hole was twitching and squeezing pleasuring his cock. I pushed back to meet his fucking thrusts as he pushed his cock into my hole. He grabbed my hips, holding on tights as he pounded my hole. I grunted and groaned as his moans got louder and louder. He was thrusting in and out of my hole at a faster pace. His balls were drawling upwards, building his load deep inside. His grunts became more of a scream, as he rammed in and out of my hole. Using me for his pleasure. Suddenly, he rammed in deep, his cock head pushing at my inner pucker hole as his cum shot out of his flared piss slit. Rope after rope of thick cum pumped into my body. “My toxic strain is deep in your hole” he said, “infecting your DNA” I moaned my approval. He pushed the butt plug back up my sore hole, quickly. It gave little resistance as it popped inside me. He moved to the door and opened it. “That was quick” a man said. “No lip, complete your task or your punishment will be ordered” “Yes Sir, sorry Sir” the man said. The two men quickly came over to me, released my restraints on my wrists and led me away. “His next appointment is with Master Jack” he said, “Don’t fuck up getting him there” “We know the way” “Get out of my sight, you presence sickens me”