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Chapter 2 I felt a sudden slap across my face, and I saw white in my eyes and I felt a burning sensation. This dude just slapped me across my face for no reason, what the hell. "It's not Adrian any more white boy, you can call me Daddy or Sir. White slut boys like you need to know your place." Adrian let go of my dick that he had been firmly holding and twisting this entire time. My dick stung like crazy as the blood rushed back and it the numbness started to wear away. The brute of a man sat at the edge of the bed and just stared at me with this piercing brown eyes. "Don't just stand there baby boy show me what we got to work with. I knew I wanted to fuck your preppy little college ass when I saw you sitting there in the airport, with your little booty shorts that only went down to the middle of your thigh, like all you little slutty college boys wear, and those white tube socks and white Converse. Goddamn you looked so fuckable, it took me all I could not to fuck you right there. I couldn't believe you agreed to come to my room. I knew right then my dirty dick would be in your ass tonight". My face went beet red hearing Adrian, or I guess "Daddy", talking to me like that like I was some kind of chick. I squirmed and didn't know what this man was asking me to do. I also wondered why the hell he referred to his dick as "dirty". He suddenly reached up and ripped away my towel, and I stood there fully nude with my cock hanging free just a few feet from this stranger. "Ok ok, looks like baby boy has a nice little baby dick. Not bad for a white boy, but I know you're not pleasing any women with that thing". I was so embarassed, but I also felt my anger rising inside me hearing this man insult me like that. My cock was about 6 inches long and nicely thick, and I had never heard any complaints from the women. It was average from what I had seen in locker rooms growing up. "Turn around and lets see the business side. Show me that college dumpy. Lets see if those cakes look as nice as they did in this little shorts you were wearing". I slowly turned around, awkwardly, having never been in this position before. "Oh look at those two tight white cakes. Goddamn my big cock is gonna look so good pushing between them. Spread those cheeks faggot let me see that little pucker." I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart, with my eyes closed, hoping that would somehow help spare me the embarassment if I pretended I wasn't in the room. I felt Adrian brush his finger around my crack, pressing at my hole. "Thats a tight pussy. You ever put anything up this tight ass boy?'" he asked me. "N..No....No Sir" I told him back with a shaky voice. "Mmhmm. I knew you were a little virgin college prep. Thinking you're straight jock with a girl. Wait until you get this black rod up that ass pussy. I guarantee all you little white fucks are the same. Once you take this cock balls deep you'll be begging for more. I bet you'll be a true little cock slut by morning". I told myself there was no way in hell I would ever let myself enjoy this. I was a straight man who loved women, there was no way I would ever enjoy a dick up my ass. "Bend over my lap here boy I wanna get started". I shuffled around and laid across this mans lap, like a little kid who was in trouble. I could not believe I was doing this. "This is whats gonna happen now slut. I'm gonna slap this ass around a bit, bring a little color out of it. I think it helps my boys realize whos in charge here". I rolled my eyes, as if I didn't already know I clearly was not the one calling the shots here. As I laid across Adrian's lap I noticed a new tattoo that I had not noticed before. Just above his waist line of his boxers was a weird symbol, kinda like the ones you see in the chemistry lab on dangerous chemicals. I don't think what Adrian told me totally clicked, because when I felt the first blow to my ass cheek I let out a squeel and stood out on my tip toes, trying to move. But Adrian's other hand held my firmly in his lap."I like when they squeel and squirm", Adrian said to nobody in particiular. "I'm gonna gonna forgive you this time white boy, but a good little faggot always thanks Daddy when he gives him something". "Yes sir" I responded, just before another blow struck my ass. "Thank you...Sir" I grunted out, with tears my in eyes from the pain. This was followed by a quick succession of three more slaps to my ass cheeks, which I quickly thanked him for to avoid any trouble. This went on for what felt like forever, with no random order. My ass would get spanked once, followed by a long silence as I laid across his lap, followed by three slaps, silence, then two slaps, silence, then three again, and then 1. My ass felt like it was on fire and I was pretty sure I was not gonna be able to sit for a week. Tears from the pain were rolling down my face, but I tried to keep it togther to show I wasn't weak. The weirdest thing was that my my cock got hard as Adrian beat my ass, and stayed hard the entire time. This didn't go unoticed by him, "Look at that hard little dicklet. Looks you are already turning into a little faggot, hard like that just from getting your ass slapped around. Straight men woudn't do that." As quick as it started, I was suddenly pulled off Adrians lap and told to get on my knees. I didn't know what he had in store for me next, but I was so happy to get a break from the spanking. "That ass is red as a tomato boy. You should see my handprints all over it. Its kinda cute. If you forget who's calling the shots tonight you will find your ass bent over my lap again until you remember who's in charge. Stay on your knees fag I gotta grab some stuff for our next lesson". Adrian walked away and I could hear him digging in his suitcase. I was afraid to look over, mostly because I didn't want to see what he was doing, but also because I didn't want him to think I was disobeying him. I kept my eyes looked on the flower pattern of the bed comforter in front of me for several minutes before I heard Adrian walking back. "Put your hands behind your back". As I moved them behind me, Adrian quickly grabbed one wrist and put some kind of leather strap around it and buckled it. This same process was followed by my other wrist. As soon as both wrists had the straps secured, I felt Adrian pull them together and I heard a clasp. My hands were stuck behind my back, and could not move them or get out of the straps if I tried. "That should keep those little white hands out of the way as you suck my big cock" Adrian whispered in my ear as he now grabbed my foot. The same process was repeated on my feet, the only difference was there was about a foot of chain between the two straps that allowed me to move them, ever so little but I could still move them. Adrian told me "I always care a little fuck boy kit when I travel, just in case I come across a little white slut boy like you who needs to be broken". Adrian came back around and sat on the bed in front of me. I remained kneeling in front of him, with my heart racing. I didn't know what was next, but I knew I had now given up total control to Sir. This was my first chance to really take a good look at Adrian up close. I could see his chest had a small amount of hair that covered his tight pecs. His stomach was tight, he didn't have a 6 pack but it was firm with a definite v shape. He had bulging veins that ran up both arms. It was apparent he spent some time in a gym. My eyes again noticed the biohazard tattoo, but I still had no clue what it meant. I could see the large bulge in his boxer briefs staring at me, intimidatingly. Of course this guys got a big cock I thought to myself, nervously, not knowing how I was going to manage this. "Time to meet your new friend fag" Adrian said to me as he roughly grabbed my head and rubbed it against his crotch. I could feel his cock rubbing against my face through his boxers. I could smell a musk, and a hint of piss. My own cock continued to betray me and was hard as a rock, even though I told myself I was not enjoying this. "I like you little bitches to have your hands tied down when they suck my cock for the first time. Keeps 'em out of the way, and that way you fucks can't try and push away the first time this big hog stretches their throat." Adrian pulled his boxers down to his ankles and he pulled my face in closer to his crotch. "Get that mouth on my cock slut boy. Keep this teeth off my dick or you're gonna regret it." I knelt there, frozen, not sure I could find the strength to put this big cock in my mouth. His cock was semi hard, and was already 6 inches and thick, with a big set of balls hanging low below it. Even his cock looked like it worked out, it had veins running all around it in all of the right places. "You like what you see? Thats what a real mans cock looks like fag boy. Get a good look at what gonna break that cherry ass here in a little bit". I must have waited too long, because Adrian grabbed his cock with one hand and pulled me by the hair in closer, "open that little mouth bitch and start working on this cock before you really regret it". I took this as encouragement and took another mans cock into my mouth for the first time. I had the big pink head in my mouth and it tasted kind of salty and felt fleshy. I started to suck, trying to replicate that way Audrey went down on my dick when she gave me dome. "Back and forth, just like that. You're getting the hang of this baby boy. You're doing good. You sure this is the big black cock in that pretty mouth?" I didn't answer, my mind numb with focusing on working this cock in my mouth, with the focus of maybe getting him off now and saving my ass. His cock was now rock hard, and looked to be about 8.5" long, and fairly thick. My mouth really had to stretch to take that log into my mouth. I was able to work about 4 inches in before I would gag and sputter. I felt a light slap to my face, and I looked up at Adrian with his cock filling my mouth. "Daddy asked you a question you little faggot. When I talk you better answer. This the first cock in your mouth boy?" "Mmmpmmph" I tried to answer back, with saliva now running out the corners of my mouth and running down my chin. Adrian continued pulling my head by the hair up and down his hard cock, back and forth, for what felt like forever. I could feel it twitch in my mouth, and Adrian would let out an "oh fuck baby", "goddamn work that cock", fuck that mouth feels so good on that big cock". I had a weird sense of pride that Adrian was enjoying this, and that I was doing a good job. Adrian was getting rougher and rougher with my mouth, and I was talking more of his cock. I could get about 5 inches, but every time it hit the back of my throat I would gag and sputter like I was gonna throw up. The back of my throat was starting to hurt as his cock head repeatedly slammed into it. Adrian took a more sympathetic tone, and told me I had to breath through my nose and just open my mouth and swallow his cock. He kept a hold of my hair, and rubbed my face softly with his other hand. His foot rubbed at my cock, "Look at that little white dicklet, hard as a rock. I knew you were gonna love being a fag. You were always a little fag deep down inside. I just had to bring it out". Tears ran down my face, I was unsure if it was from shame or from the cock in my throat. Maybe both. "I didn't tell you earlier, must have slipped my mind" Adrian smirked, as he continued "if you do a good job tonight you might get a gift later". What the fuck was this guy talking about. At this point, as my mouth was still being fucked by his cock, I didn't care and thought nothing of it. I am sure it was just some other twisted game he was trying to play with my head. After about 15 minutes of sucking Adrians cock my mouth was a total mess. There was spit and slobber running all down my face and chest. Adrian pulled my head back one last time and told me that was enough sucking his cock. "Not bad for your first time, don't worry we will train that little mouth to deepthroat my cock. Time to get on the bed put this cock up your pussy and take that cherry". Adrian pushed me forward onto the bed and I felt his body on the bed behind me. I knew I was about to get fucked and my heart was racing. I thought there was absolutely no way I could take his cock. "Da...Daddy....I don't think that big cock is gonna fit up my ass. It's gonna wreck me. Can I just keep sucking it until you cum?" I asked Adrian, trying to sound cute hoping he would take sympathy on me. I felt his hands softly rub my ass checks. I could feel his hard wet cock head touch my ass from time to time as it moved back and forth. He tapped my ass cheeks and told me "Baby boy this big cocks going up your ass tonight. You're not the first cherry I've broken and you're gonna love it once it's in, like all little white fuck sluts do. But it's gonna hurt like hell first". I was sick to my stomach and sweating. My heart was racing. How the fuck was he gonna fit the cock up my ass.

Visiting London for a business trip and i arrived yesterday evening, while I was checking in the concierge was checking me out and we exchanged some small talk and i headed to my room and waited for my luggage to be brought up by the bellboy. I stripped down the second I walked in the room cause i thought it would take a few minutes but then heard door knock so I covered up with a towel and opened the door to find a stunning young man, black and taller than me, I laughed and apologized as he organized my luggage in the room and he too laughed and mentioned the liked the view with a grin. bingo. i dropped the towel and tolled him he could come up anytime for some fun and gave him my number as he mentioned he'll finish hus shift soon. as I was waited I hopped in the shower to freshen up and make sure my hole was nice and clean and opened the apps as i was getting hungry for loads. immediately i was hit by a blank profile 2 meters away, sending a body and cock pic. he had a swimmers body, 19 and what looked like a nice thick 8" dick, i invited him to my room and he said that he's just changing hus clothes from the uniform cause he also worked at the hotel. bingo!!! 5 min later he knocks on the door, I didnt bother with clothes and opened the door naked to his surprise lol, he was gorgeous looking and l let him in and we started kissing while i stripped him off his clothes and he was feeling my hole and cock as well, I dropped to my knees ans shoved his hard cock all the way in till my nose was buried in his blond pubes and he gasped. a few min later he pulls out, raised me and dropped me on the bed on my back, pulled my legs up and started eating my hole like a pro, shoving his tounge deep and expanding it using his fingers, 1, the 2, 4 until I begged him to fuck me now!!! he asked if i wanted him to use a condom or not so i just pulled him closed and guided his big raw cock to my hole, he took the hint and started to penetrate me, it felt sooooooo good and in no time he was balls deep. gave him the nod and asked him to fuck me hard, and fuck me hard he did! 30 minutes of rough fucking me deep, choking me and calling me a cumdump slut (which totally turned me on!) till he started shouting he was about to cum and I just held him closer and deep in me till he deposited a huge load! he kept hard and started fucking me gently a feeling my cum filled hole around his hole he told me he had Hyperspermia and can cum large volumes multiple times!!! BINGO!!! so he slowly picked up the pace till he was fucking me hard again, this time i was in doggy as he was pounding me hard working towards his second load till it arrived 15-20 min later, flooding my hole with so much cum adding to his first load. he looked at the time and told me he had to get to his bf but they might come back later together! i cleaned off hus cock and tasted his sweet cum and while he was getting dressed I found my big plug and asked him to shove it in so i could keep all his cum in. as he was leaving the black bellboy messaged and said he'll be off in a few minutes ans asked if i wanted him to come over now. i filled him in that i already had 2 loads in me and he got excites and said he'd be right over. less then 5 min later he was in my room, stripping and revealing a muscular body and an impressive 10" thick cock with a huge head that got me drooling! on my knees, with a plugged hole and full of cum i started deep throating his beautiful cock, feeling his huge head widening my throat making my eyes water. he gently started skull fucking me while he bent over feeling up my plugged wet hole. this went for a while and he told me he can fuck for long ans cum multiple times. bingo! then we moved to the bed, back on my back and he started to pull out the plug and my hole was leaking so much cum so he asked me how i managed to score so many loads so fast so I told him it was actually just 2 loads, his eyes lit up and asked if Rob fucked me and he described exactly the previous guy that loaded me up lol as he was telling me they were friends that played together also with their bf's he shoved his huge cockhead in me making me feel so full and happy. very soon after he was balls deep and fucking me very long and hard, making me squill from pleasure till I realized I was cumming all over myself hands free, causing my hole to grip his cock tight and him to flood my hole with big load number 3 of the evening!!! He pulled out and climbed on top of me, bringing his cock to my mouth to clean while i was clenching my hole tight to keep all the cum in me, feeling is sloshing inside me. he never got soft and soon after be laid on his back and i was riding him hard. I enjoyed it so much i didnt was it to end! his second load took him longer and he was we fucked almost 45 min, both working up a sweat till he was panting and dumping his 2nd load deep in me. by now my hole was a complete mess and felt so good!!! we cuddled a bit keeping his big cock lodged in my hole making out and he never got soft. soon he was rocking back and forth slowly fucking me deep, this went on for while and we switched positions all the time, doggy, on my back, riding him, standing up, bending over the big window hoping someone will watch and more. the best part was when he asked if i brought a dildo with me so i took out my 10" dildo and he started shoving it in me and then he added his own cock. by now my hole was so well lubed with so much cum and stretched from being pounded so hard I took it in like the good cumdump i am. he managed to cum 2 more times as he double penetrated me with the dildo, making me cum 2 more times hands free! by the time he was spent we were both 2 sweating bodies, my hole was buzzing and overflowing with cum which was plugged again. we headed for a quick shower and he said that he'll chat with his bf and Rob and try to organize a group fuck for us all, and maybe they'll bring more friends. bingo!!! 4 hours since i checked in was full of 5 loads, by hotel employees, having plans with 4 hot lads to fuck me hard and potentially even more to join. i went to sleep a happy cumdump last night with my hole remaining plugged lol in the morning before breakfast I managed to score one more load from a hot 40 year old dumping a quick load before he left to the airport. now i am in meetings, chatting with Rob and Marcus organizing the activities for the night. so far they'll be 6 guys (some are also working at the hotel) and they are talking with more friends to bring over. This is going to be a fun trip!

1 Adam It was just past midnight as I made my way to the kitchen. Stopping just long enough to look through the Jack and Jill bathroom towards my step-brother Shayne’s bedroom, it appeared that the lights were out so I proceeded down the stairs and into the kitchen. The room was dimly lite by a nightlight, and I made my way to the refrigerator and opened the door, bathing the kitchen in the glow of light, I pulled out the jelly and some bread, closing the door extinguishing the light and sending the kitchen back into a mellow glow of the night light. I popped the bread in the toaster and opened the jelly, pulled out a knife and waited for the toast to pop up, upon so I spread across some peanut butter and jelly folding the halves together I turned to see Shayne standing in the entrance. Mom was on a business trip and my stepdad was having a boy’s night out, playing poker or whatnot, it was just me and Shayne home alone. II had turned 18 back in October and it was just past the New Year, Shayne being home from college for the holidays. Shayne was just two years older than me, he had a older brother James who was 21 and a younger brother, Mark who was just seven months older than me. As I looked across the kitchen wearing just some checkered boxers and a oversized tee shirt, I gawked at Shayne in just a Jock and a tight wife beater that showed off every muscle in his toned body, every one of his sixpack was on display. I quickly took a seat at the table to hide my growing erection, while Shayne clicked on the light and sauntered across to the kettle and turned it on. S. “I thought I heard a mouse, midnight snack eh” A. “yeah, I got hungry, pizza just didn’t do it for me” S. “I got thirsty, decided on a hot Chocolate” There was silence for a few minutes. I could feel my hard cock leaking precum, dampening my boxers and running down the inside of my thigh. Shayne poured some hot water in a cup and blended in a packet of powder, then came over and sat next to me, gripping my knee hard he suggested we get to know each other better. I’m Adam and I stand about five foot ten and a half, athletic body from playing sports for most of my life, doing football and baseball, Shane was about six foot one, he too was an athlete excelling at wrestling and water polo. My parents were friends with Shayne’s parents growing up and still remained friends even after the divorces. So I had actually known Shayne most of my life, actually looked up to him and his brothers as I grew up, he was one of my first crushes when I realized I was into guys, but realized he would never be that way being so macho. I realized I was gay when I was younger and my best friend and I would hang out, I had the biggest crush on Robert, but I could never tell him I was falling in love with him, that all sort of ended in 8th grade when his parents moved him to a different town a couple cities away, we stayed in touch but rarely got the chance to hang. Shayne gulped down the last of his chocolate as I finished my P.B. and J. I awkwardly got up, facing away from Shayne so as not to reveal my boner and the huge wet spot on my shorts I walked a couple of steps and suddenly felt Shayne behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and whispered into my ear. S. “I think now is as good a time to get to know each other better’ He led me through the kitchen flipping off the light as he went, his arm draped across my shoulders and guided me up the steps, past my bedroom and into his. As I entered his room I noticed some LED strip lights across the headboard and around part of the room at ceiling level, his laptop was open on his desk, the bed covers were a bit disheveled, he pressed a button on his laptop as he led me to the center of the room next to the bed. He turned me around, pulled me towards him, taking my face between his palms, he bent down and kissed me. I was startled at first then went with the kiss, his tongue lapped at my lips and I parted them, his kisses became more passionate and he was soon groping my hard cock through my boxers and I fondling his engorged member through his jock, soon both boxers and jock lay on the floor and he lifted my tee shirt over my head and his tank top from his torso we were naked together exploring each other’s bodies. He laid me down on the bed and placed his body weight on top of me, we were actually compatible in weight, both weighing in around 160#, he ground his cock into mine and began licking his way down my body, while caressing every inch he could reach. He soon had my cock between his lips and was giving me my first blow job, it sure beat jerking off, he wet his fingers and probed my ass, he licked down my sculptured thighs and calves and sucked in my toes first one foot then the other, he raised my legs and licked down the backside of them finally lifting me back so my legs were behind my shoulders my ass exposed as he began tonguing my hole, probing a little with his fingers then sucking on my pucker, I soon felt his tongue enter me and I knew I must be dreaming. He had me loosened up in no time then placed a little brown bottle under my nose and commanded breath in deep, I did as my older step brother commanded, a buzz came across my head as my body began to heat up, I breathed in again through the other nostril the buzz intensified and I felt full, my stepbrother was balls deep in my ass. It felt good to be filled then sudden pain had subsided and he was working his magnificent cock in my hole, my fantasy was coming true. Shayne pumped for a couple minutes, then it all sort of became easier, my ass suddenly slicker and his pounding became intensely pleasurable I soon found myself moaning and pleading A. “fuck me bro, I have fantizied bout this for a long time, pound my hole make me yours” ”ah yeah fuck me, mark me with your seed, breed your little bro” It went on for about thirty minutes before Shayne bellowed out S. “ Aw fucking A, breeding my Baby Bro with my Tainted seed, going to knock you up, make you Mine” He kept grunting and pumping into me my ass getting slicker than it was before, he shoved a little harder and a burst of pain shot through me as I realized he was pushing past my second ring and cumming deep in my gut. Shayne collapse on top of me, smothering me with kisses and pushing his pelvis harder into my ass, I felt so full, but my cock was still rock hard and precum was filling my belly button and coating my abs. through all that I had not cum, I felt his cock twitch inside me as he began another volley of thrust, he was still rock hard and was gearing up to fuck me some more, as I felt the head repeatably push past my inner ring new feelings of pleasure began to wash over me, I was orgasming in my ass but wasn’t Cumming, my hole clamping down and convulsing around Shayne’s cock milking another load deep into me. Spent Shayne rolled off of me pulling me on top of him while passionately kissing and biting my lips and neck. I returned the kisses and began licking my way down his sweaty body, giving him the same treatment he had given me, cum dripping from my hole I reached around and gathered some up and slicked it on his hole, lined my 9 inch cock up with the opening and pushed in. I had been so stimulated it only took me a few minutes to fill up my step brother with my load, I started to push hard and soon breached his inner ring making him grunt then I kept pumping until he too began to reel from a anal orgasm. I rolled off Shayne then looked over at him with a sheepish grin. A. “I think were on our way to knowing each other” S. “you might be right, now come here” Shayne pulled me up close to him as I became the little spoon and we cuddled together his cock buid in my ass, and soon fell asleep. We changed positions a couple time me spooning him and sliding my tool deep in his gut breeding my step-bro

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.

It was raining, I was home alone, and as usual - horny. Over the last few months I had barely been able to control my urges to fuck. Or more specifically be fucked. I knew I was gay from an early age and never fought it, but I did hide it well. But now in my late 20s I was free, single, submissive, and very breedable. I had recently started barebacking regularly with a few fwb who I felt safe with. I wasn't a chaser, I just loved the feeling of an 8 inch cock exploding inside me. But tonight none of my regular guys were available. And I needed to get fucked and flooded badly. After a few drinks I hopped on gridnr and filtered to tops in my area who had a bb tag on. It didn't take long before a message popped on my phone. Strong tall and and an 8.5" cock? It didn't take much to convince me. He had my address in minutes, and I was already hard. We didn't discuss status and it wasn't listed on his profile. I was neg and had just been tested, which was on my profile. When he got the door I was already down to my boxers and ready to play. No small talk. He came in and started kissing and groping me. I pulled him back to my bed and we both got fully undressed. As he took his pants off I noticed what looked like a biohazard tattoo on his thigh, but didn't think much of it as I was distracted by his beautiful thick cock. I went down on him and sucked his cock until it was rock hard in my mouth. He moaned and quietly said 'get up here, I want to fill you up'. I was so horny and desperate for breeding that I immediately bent over for him and offered my bare ass up doggy style. But as he slid the first inch of his cock inside I looked back and said hey you're neg right? Embarrassed I hadn't asked before. 'You'll be good' he said, and I took that that for what it sounded like and proceeded to let him slide all the way in, filling me all the way up. His cock felt amazing and he fucked me slow and deep with passion. We switched from doggy to missionary back to doggy again. I could feel him speeding up and knew he wanted to cum when he leaned in and whispered in my ear 'I know what you really want. im going to claim you, you're already mine. I am going to flood your body with my toxic load and you're going to take every drop, slut'. Panic rushed over me, he was poz? But as soon as it did, the ecstasy of his cock pushing deeper and deeper overcame it. 'I'm not on prep' I managed to choke out through my moans. 'No? Why not slut?' I panicked again. Why wasn't I on prep? I'd been barebacking for months. I had access, the funds, I could have been on it this whole time. Instead here I was, taking it raw from a poz and apparently toxic top. I moaned as his cock continued to slide in and out of me. 'Want me to pull out? You might still have time.' he whispered in my ear, I could hear him smiling as he drove his cock deep into me again, precum undoubtedly dripping into me. Despite everything running through my head, I found myself continuing to push back on his cock, forcing him deeper inside me. 'No' I moaned. What? No?! 'What's that slut?' he grinned. 'No, fill my fertile cunt with your load. Cum in me! Please knock me up' I moaned loudly. I couldn't believe the words coming from my own mouth. And as I did he sped up and shot the biggest load I've ever taken 8 inches deep in my bare ass. We laid there for moment panting and moaning softly. His toxic cum running down my thigh but plenty still buried deep inside. That was it, it was over. No going back. I took a huge poz load. He looked at me and grinned. 'I knew you wanted it. You wanted to get knocked up. I've been watching your account for weeks. Now you're mine. Ruined raw poz slut. My little cum dump to fill over and over again whenever I want. How does that sound?' Fucked like never before, full of poz cum, and in love with his perfect cock I responded quickly 'Don't wait. Stay with me tonight. Fill me again. And again. Make sure I'm yours. I'll give it all up.' He fucked me four more times, the last time making me get on top and ride his load into myself. By the time the sun came up I was dripping, full, and covered with cum. 3 weeks I later I was pozzed for sure. He came over an hour after I got my results and filled me 3 more times. I took every load willingly as I fully submitted to being a poz cumdump for my new man.

I recently ended a relationship were I was a top only and it was kinda frustrating. Finally got a douche again and put it to use. Texted this muscle hung top and asked if he wanted to breed me and he said yes!. Two hours later he was entering my office while grabbing my ass. I was wearing some loose sweatpants and a thong as he asked. We kissed for a bit and then he bent me over slide the thong to the side and started shoving his bareback cock up my previously dildoed hole. We recorded a bit of the action, wish we wouldve recorded more. He was so into it and I was loving it since it had been a while since Id gotted barebacked. He finally started cumming inside me real deep. He left and I hurried home and started playing with my biggest dildo. He came tons and I churned all his cum! Definitely wanna start getting bred often!

More is on the way, either this upcoming weekend or the next. I'm considering bringing this story to a close soon (not sure how yet) either temporarily or with a final chapter. I don't want Will and Dom to overstay their welcome. We'll be coming up to 2 years in a few months. I honestly never thought I'd write what is a full-length novel. Thanks for reading. There may be a future for Peter stories or even stories of Doctor Wade fucking up lives somewhere. A traveling doctor leaving toxic men behind... Not sure. If there is something you haven't seen yet that you want to see (beyond Ryan and Lewis converting) let me know. I'll see what I can do. No promises. Until my next post, happy cumming!

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.

You love it because you’re getting used by a real man and experiencing true submission. It’s liberating for fags.

For good reason. If you've heard any of the things he's been saying, it's not hard to notice that he wants to become a "strong-man", just like the dictators of any number of countries around the world. Can you point to any worthwhile policies his (presumed) candidacy is touting? (the golden slippers don't count) The man is a clear and present danger - described clearly by his own lips - to our system of Government, and unless you believe that Democracy needs to be discarded, it's no wonder the Democrats are going on about the threat Trump is. On the contrary, replacing old, crumbling infrastructure is one of the hallmarks of the Biden Administration, plus, advancing new energy-saving infrastructure. I know we're pumping more oil at the Administrations behest, and I don't think that's a terribly good idea, but I'm no expert on the issue. Biden got a collapsed bridge on I-95 replaced in an astoundingly short time. He's replacing the bridge that's been crumbling for years over the border with Canada. There are brand new energy plants (solar, wind) being built in many parts (Red as well as Blue) of the country, and in a mere 3 years. What can T. show that he's accomplished in any of these areas? The answer would be nothing. If by "weak security" you mean the issues on the border with Mexico, who promised to build a wall, and never bothered to get around to doing it? Who is blathering about getting out of NATO, which security treaty has kept the peace since WW2? It's been 80 years since despots around the world have dared to actually threaten peace, and it's not Biden who's giving these despots the green light. Was it President Biden who finally agreed to sign a "border-bill" that the House constructed, giving the R's everything they wanted (because an unelected private citizen) decided he wanted to use it against the opposition) in their border proposal? And the R's still refused. I would be interested to know what vantage points those are. Everyone gets to follow what makes the most sense to them, so please share that information. Thanks.

Chapter 7 – Brian’s Turn In Chapters 1 through 6, I tell about a weekend at my friend Brian’s place. We’re both ass obsessed and have partied up, then used taken tongue, fingers, toys, and fists from each other. Another friend, Lance, has come and gone. Now, our top buddy, Vic, is here. He just double-fisted me, and Brian will be next. Before Vic started on Brian’s ass, we decided to party a bit more. This time, Vic suggested that we do booty bumps. That sounded great to us. He picked up a sizable shard for each of us and said he wanted to insert them in our holes. He did Brian first, then me. While we were waiting, I thought Vic would smoke more, but he asked me to bump him. I was surprised since he’s a pretty strict top, but I was happy to accommodate. I told Vic we needed to get his hole open and lubed before pushing in a shard. He lifted his legs and said, “Go for it.” Fuck, it was so sexy to see this guy, who was usually a top showing his hole off to us. I asked if I could rim him, and he said yes, so I dove in, licking and tonguing his hole. He has a sweet hole, with hair on his ass that gets denser as it approaches his hole. He was tight (unsurprisingly), but I got my tongue in there to help him open up. Next, Brian went at his ass with some lube on his fingers. He put in one, then a second, finger to get Vic’s ass lubed up for the shard. Vic really enjoyed being rimmed and seemed to love being fingered. Brian applied more lube to his fingers and got Vic’s ass nice and slippery. I picked out a big shard for him since I knew that he was still catching up with us. I asked him if he was ready for the burn, and he said that he was, so I curled my finger back a bit to keep the shard in place as I inserted it into his ass. Once I was inside his ass, I uncurled my finger and pressed the shard against the wall of his chute. I couldn’t resist a little more fingering while I was in there, and Vic didn’t seem to mind. Then, we hung out for a while, waiting for the burn to subside and the T to hit our brains. We did blow a few clouds, but it was the bump that we would be feeling rather than the clouds. Brian stood up and started over to the sling. I got up and followed him to help him get settled in comfortably. Vic started lubing his hands. Once Brian was ready and Vic was seated, I grabbed Mordax and lubed it up for my ass. I planned to crouch down next to Brian’s ass to see Vic’s work up close. Vic didn’t bother with a toy for Brian. He went right in with his left hand, shoving it in up to his wrist. He spent some time working Brian’s entry, expanding it as he twisted and flexed his hand. He pulled out for more lube, which I squirted onto his hands. He spread it around and reentered Brian. Meanwhile, I had driven Mordax deep into my hole. The T, and Vic’s earlier work, made it an easy entry. I was bouncing around a bit but mostly shifting the angle against the floor to push it around inside my ass. With the extra lube, Vic was starting to go deeper. He was in about halfway when Brian picked up the poppers. Knowing that this would open Brian’s ass up even more, Vic and I just smiled at each other as Brian huffed. Once the poppers hit, Vic began working deeper into Brian’s ass. Watching closely, I could see him make the slow climb into Brian’s colon. I squirted some more lube on his upper forearm since it looked like he was going to be able to go deeper. Brian was enjoying the ride, bouncing around in the sling and moaning like crazy. Vic was in deep. I could see his hand reflected in Brian’s hairy belly and enjoyed watching as it crawled deeper. The cock ring that came down from Brian’s harness was pulling his dick upwards, and it looked to be kind of painful. I asked Brian if he wanted me to free his cock, and he nodded yes. In order to slip off the metal ring, I stuck his dick in my mouth to use the saliva as lube. I had to reach back to hold Mordax in me, but I didn’t want it to come out. The feeling of having my ass filled while sucking the cock of a guy getting fisted was sexy and exciting. After I got the ring off, I stuck Brian’s dick back in my mouth. He spurted some precum, followed by a weak stream of piss, into my mouth. He and I do a bit of watersports, so he knew I’d be OK with it. His piss was bitter from the partying and being a little dehydrated. But I happily swallowed it down. Vic, of course, was still deep inside Brian’s ass. I held up the poppers for Brian, but he shook his head no. Since they were in my hand, I figured I’d do a few snorts and ride the toy in me. I shook the bottle, opened it up, and inhaled deeply. Then, I capped it and put it back within easy reach for Brian. I sat back on the floor, feeling the poppers hit as Mordax started to move around inside me. I grabbed the dildo with my feet and started to ride it. Taking long strokes, I’d rise up until it almost came out and then slide back down to take it deep in my guts. I rode it like this for a while, still watching Vic’s hand moving through Brian’s ass. In the end, I took the toy all the way to the base and settled it there. This is the largest size they make, so 13” of toy was embedded in my ass. Meanwhile, Vic was still working over Brian’s ass. He had pulled back and was now stretching Brian’s opening. Vic used both hands, folded into fists, to pummel Brian’s hole. Brian was clearly enjoying it and, when I caught his eye, nodded over towards the poppers. I stood up, letting the Mordax come out of my ass, and picked them up for him. Seeing me move, Vic slowed down his movements, too. I uncapped the bottle for Brian as lube was running down my leg from my gaping hole. Brian took a short sniff in his left nostril, another short one on the right, then a long one on the left. This one he held. I took the poppers from him, recapped them, and sat down to enjoy what was to come. Vic didn’t wait. Once the poppers were out of Brian’s hands, Vic’s fists were back at his hole. Brian would hit the peak popper high while already being worked over by Vic and his huge fists. Brian groaned when the high hit and scooted down in the sling to give Vic better access to his hole. Watching Vic’s hand pound Brian’s hairy hole was very sexy. Brian was flexing his ass and bouncing up and down with the slings to let Vic’s hands find new touchpoints with each entry. Then, Vic slowed down and put both hands at Brian’s entrance. I picked up the lube and applied a generous amount to Vic’s hands, which he used to funnel some into Brian’s ass. Vic started the back-and-forth motion that feels so good. Fingers from one hand would go in, then be joined by fingers from the other hand. The first hand comes out, then slides in again. For Brian, it’s four fingers, eight fingers, four fingers, and so on. He was loving it and smiling from ear to ear. Vic slowed down and slid his thumbs into the pocket between his hands. I looked at Brian, then the poppers, to see if he wanted them, but he shook his head no. He was going to get double-fisted without any additional relaxation aid. Vic slowly slid his right hand in partway, then started pushing his left one in alongside its partner. Brian was focused on relaxing his hole to allow for easy access. When the knuckles from Vic’s left hand disappeared inside Brian, I knew that he had taken both hands. Vic just held them there while Brian made small motions to ride them. His pleasure was obvious. Now, Vic slowly removed, first his left, then his right, hand. Brian’s hole was gaped open, with lube dripping out of the swollen lips. They looked so sexy that I couldn’t resist fingering them and sliding my fingers inside him. He easily took all four fingers, but I knew he was ready for a break, so I did not fist him. Using his harness, I helped Brian out of the sling. He and Vic hugged for a while, passing comments back and forth that were meant for their ears only. I was fondling Vic’s ass when he turned to me and said, “Want to play in my hole?” Of fucking course I did! He climbed in the sling, and I helped him get his feet in the stirrups. He needed to move down more to give me the best access, but Brian and I got him well-positioned for some ass play. Brian smiled at me, and I knew he shared my excitement at the prospect of topping Vic.

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.

Thanks for all the replies! Glad it's coming across as a truly accurate bathhouse/sex club vibe. Sorry if any of you have messaged me privately and are expecting a reply. I'll try and get to them soon. I always appreciate feedback and as always hope you all enjoy! ----------------------------- Part Two- Anticipation Mike entered the sex club, puffing away on his pipe, giving a slight grin and nod to the attendant as he was buzzed in, not even needing to pay. He’d been coming here for years, having had sex with probably every single regular, the attendant included, breeding them deep while smoking. With tonight’s theme being ‘Bareback, Smoke and Leather’ night, he was damned sure he would be making a nice long appearance tonight. With it still being a bit early, he decided to walk around, taking in the various people there, recognizing nearly every single person as either someone he’d personally topped, or personally turned from being a non-smoker to a full-blown smoke pig. He made his way over to two such people, one in a sling hauling hard on a fat cigar, as the other guy lit up a fresh Red, before continuing to work his hairy fist and forearm up the cigar smoker’s greedy hole. “Fucking perfect night for it, ain’t it gents,” Mike said, walking over to the man fisting the other, grabbing his ass, drawing a huge inhale of pipe smoke in before exhaling it all over the scene in front of him. “Fuck yeah, Mike,” the man in the sling groaned, taking the cigar out of his mouth, letting the thick acrid smoke roll out, “Knew you’d be here tonight.” Walking up to the man in the sling, named Grant if he remembered correctly, Mike took another puff of his pipe as he ran his fingers along the fresh tattoo just under his navel. He let out a satisfied growl as he felt the other man’s fist moving around deep in man’s guts. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Finally got your new ink, huh?” he said, sliding his hand up to the man’s pierced nipple, giving it a slight pinch, knowing the act would cause Grant’s stretched-out manhole to tighten up slightly. “Fuuuuuuuuuck…” the other man said, letting out a huge nose jet, letting his cigarette dangle in his lips as he talked, “Your ass just fucking started sucking in my arm.” “Ugh……” Grant moaned, sticking the thick cigar back in his mouth and sucking hard, “Deeper!” Grinning, Mike stepped back, adjusting his now hardening dick in his pants. “I’ll leave you two love birds to it then,” he said, taking his pipe out of his mouth briefly before nodding at them. “I’ll be looking for you later,” Grant said, exhaling another cloud of cigar smoke, his ass squelching as the other man began to pull his fist out, standing up and stroking his dick, before working it in beside his fist. — Mike walked a bit more around the sex club, taking the various sights in before finally deciding to go over to the locker room so he could strip and partake in the festivities. Looking around he noticed a few of his fuck buddies in various states of undress. That’s when he saw the boy. Early to mid-20s at most, fit but not over muscular, headful of thick reddish blonde hair, and stunning blue-grey eyes. His skin was milky white, framed in a black leather harness, and his juicy ass barely contained a jockstrap, with not a tattoo in sight. ‘Until I’m done with him’ Mike thought to himself, ‘Fuckin’ love fresh meat.’ Puffing on his pipe, he slowly walked towards the redhead, who was now eye-fucking him from across the room. He stopped next to him, leaning against the locker, and let out a large cloud of smoke over him, grinning as he saw the redhead breathe the smoke in deeply. “How’s your night going, boy?” Mike asked, looking up and down the boy’s body, taking his pipe out of his mouth, and rubbing his right nipple with the bowl. Looking flustered, he watched as the boy tried to come up with an answer. ‘Pretty fucking hot in his own right,’ Mike thought to himself, ‘Definitely has a nice lump of meat threatening to pop out of that thong.’ “O-okay…” the boy said rather unconvincingly, a bright red blush spreading across his cheeks. “First time at a sex club?” Mike asked, taking another puff of his pipe and blowing it in the boy’s face, again satisfied to see him breathing in the smoke. “It’s that obvious, huh,” the boy asked, looking down, an almost dejected look on his face. “Nah,” Mike said, putting the pipe back in his mouth and letting it rest on the corner of his lips, “I’m a regular here and didn’t recognize you is all. I’m Mike by the way.” “Dillan,” the redhead replied, shifting his legs slightly, likely to accommodate his hard cock in the leather pouch. Mike almost felt for the kid. The first times were rough. And this kid was like a lamb to the slaughter on a night like tonight. As much as he’d love to completely corrupt the cute shit, he also didn’t want to scare the kid off with all the twisted sex that would be happening later. Better to let him ease into it on a different night. Damn my kind side, he thought to himself. “Look, kid…” he began, standing up and taking deep sigh, “I think you might be out of your element here. Not really sure you know what kind of hot depraved shit will be going on here as the night goes on. Might be best if you leave now. Come another night and ease yourself in a little.” Flustered and cheeks now fully flushed, the kid began to shake his head. “No, I do know. I… That’s why I wanted to come tonight,” Dillan said, fidgeting with his harness as he talked, “I want everything this place has to offer tonight. Everything.” It was Mike’s turn to be left momentarily speechless as he listened to the kid continue. “I want to be fully corrupted and turned into a smoking, ass-gaping, cumdump piss pig. It’s kind of been a fantasy of mine for so long, and I…” he said, trailing off slightly as he thought of the words to say, “If I leave now, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do it.” Mike was at first shocked hearing the words coming out of the boy’s mouth. However, it made him harder than ever before. An evil grin formed on his lips as he wrapped them around the pipe, drawing in another mouthful of smoke. “Well, fuck…” Mike said, smoke drifting out as he spoke, and reaching down and rubbing Dillan’s hard cock through the leather jockstrap pouch, “I definitely think we can make that happen.”

Chapter 1 – Outdoors Is Great My buddy Brian and I have played together a lot. Sometimes, it’s just the two of us, and other times, more guys come over. We’re both ass focused and like to use tongues, fingers, toys, and fists on each other’s holes. Both of us can handle a lot of play. In addition, we enjoy partying when we play. Brian is 52. He’s about 5’7”, 190 pounds, with a stocky body. Short brown hair, and hazel eyes. He’s got hair in all the right places, which for me means a hairy chest, arms, legs, and (most importantly) ass. I’m 48, 6’1”, 200 pounds with brown hair and eyes. I have a full beard and a moderately hairy body. We both have playrooms in our houses, but Brian’s place is more scheduled and on lots of land. His playroom is in a separate building, while mine is in one of my bedrooms. The plan for the weekend was that I’d come over to Brian’s place on Friday and stay until Sunday. That gives us time to play, relax for a while, and play some more. Usually, this means there is very little sleep over the weekend, and returning to work on Monday can be tough. But it’s definitely worth it. I got to Brian’s place around 6. It was summer in the mountains, so the sun was still shining, and the temperature was pleasant. Knowing how private the place is, I undressed in the car and grabbed just a few essentials, like my phone, poppers, some T, and a chest harness. Brian likes me to wear a harness when I’m in the sling so that he can drag me further down on a toy or his arm. I knew there wouldn’t be any need for clothes for the rest of the weekend. I did keep my shoes on. We usually play in the studio space that he has. It’s nice that it’s separate from the house but has a bathroom and a small kitchen area with a fridge for drinks. In the winter, it’s heated by a wood stove. There’s a big TV for porn, and it’s got good WiFi. For new guys who come over, there’s a path that leads from the driveway to the studio, so it’s easy for them to find as well. I headed that way. When I got to the porch, a note was taped there saying, “Head down to the creek.” I knew the way, and we often hung out there on nice days since it was a great place to party and relax. We’d jump in the water on really hot days to cool off. I walked down that way and saw Brian sitting in one of the Adirondack chairs he has down there. Then I noticed that he had also brought the sling out, hanging from a big branch on one of the nearby trees. This could be interesting. Of course, Brian was naked, too. Seeing his cock hard and glistening let me know that he had been playing with it. It also made mine plump up even more than it already was. Even though we are both all about ass, it’s sexy to see a guy naked and hard in the woods. We hugged and gave each other a kiss. He had a nice setup here with the sling. There was a table nearby with lube and poppers, and he had a plastic bin with some of his toys in it. There was a stool at the foot of the sling, and a blanket was spread underneath it all. It looked as comfortable a place to get your ass worked over as any indoor space. Tonight, we started out blowing clouds. We smoked a lot since we knew this was just the start of the weekend. While we were smoking, we were fondling each other, with a big focus on our asses. Brian’s hairy ass is such a turn-on for me. There’s something about playing with a guy with a hairy ass and hole that amps up the excitement for me. Seeing all that hair matted down with spit and lube and watching a toy or a fist dragged through the hair around a guy’s hole unleashes something primal in me. We headed over to the sling, and I told Brian that I wanted to work over his ass. He got in the sling, and I helped him get his feet situated in the stirrups. Then, he heaved his ass a little further down in the sling so that it was spread open for me. I love seeing a guy like this. His ass was presented for my pleasure, and I was ready to pleasure it. I started with some rimming and fingering. While I knew he had prepped for me, his hole had a great, musky smell from being outdoors and doing all the setup for tonight. The smell makes me crazy, and I just drove my tongue into his hole. He responded by reaching down to spread his ass open even more, giving me great access to his hole. When I’m eating ass, it’s more like I’m making out with it. There will be licks, pokes, sucking, tongue swirling, and more. Brian’s hole was responding well to my efforts and was opening nicely. He reached over for the poppers and offered them to me first. I took one hit, and then he started inhaling from the bottle. Brian knew that offering me poppers while I ate his ass would turn me into an ass pig, and I was determined to make his hole feel all the pleasure that I could. Sucking, light nibbling, and driving my tongue deep into his ass made him moan and squirm. I looked in the bin with the toys and pulled out one of his favorites. He’s a fan of Topped Toys, and I was going to start him on Artemis. This toy is more realistic than some of the others and provides a good stretch. I pushed some Slam Dunk into and around his hole before lubing up the toy. Then, I shoved it in his ass all the way to the base. We’ve played together enough that I know what he can take, and Brian’s ass happily swallowed the toy. We got into a nice sling motion as I fucked him with the dildo. It was hot to see his hairy hole expanding around the toy. After I fucked him for a while with Artemis, he wanted to get me in the sling. I grabbed a Gape Keeper from the toybox and shoved it in his ass to keep it plugged and happy while he worked on my ass. Once he was plugged, I helped him out of the sling and climbed in. My bag was over by the chairs, so I didn’t have the harness on yet. Brian likes to start with a toy when he’s working my ass. He grabbed Erebus, which he knows is one of my favorites. It has a nice easy entry head but then widens out with some ribbing that feels great inside. He lubed up my ass and the toy, then waited while I did some poppers before he inserted. Once he knew that I was ready, he slid the head of the dildo into my ass. He worked it around a little bit, inserting it further and further. “Someone’s ass is hungry tonight,” he said. Damn right it was. He had the toy in to the base in no time and started twisting it around and moving it back and forth inside me. I love the feeling of being massaged internally by a toy like this, but a fist feels even better. Brian knew that and was ready with his greased paw when he pulled the toy out. First, he put four fingers into my ass and spread them out while rotating around. This opened my hole for the wider part of his hand. He got me well-prepared and then shoved his fist in. The feeling when his knuckles pass through my hole is amazing, and I shuddered in delight. He pulled back to give me the stretch that he knows I enjoy. With the widest part of his hand stretching me open, he twisted and thrust, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He said, “Let’s take it slow tonight and go smoke some more. I want to use your ass all weekend long.” That was OK by me, so I prepared to get out of the sling. But Brian wanted me to be plugged too, so he grabbed a Lotus plug that he used to fill my ass. Then, we walked over to the chairs and sat down to blow some more clouds. The babbling of the creek, plus the sounds of nature all around was relaxing, and we sat and smoked and chatted for a while. We noticed it had gotten dark, so we lit a few lanterns and carried them back to the sling. I also put on my harness so he could drag me around by it.

I can butt munch for hours. Love it.

My first gay experience was with a man in his 70s when I was in my late 60s. We corresponded a few times, and then we agreed to meet. He had a partner who had recently had surgery, so he couldn't play. We chatted a bit and then went into the front room; we dropped our pants, and he asked me to suck him, which I did, and then he did me. After a bit, we went up to the play room (complete with swing); he wanted to fuck me (which I wanted as well); he had been tested earlier that week and had the paperwork showing him clean. I was still anxious and asked him to use a condom, which he willingly did. I hadn't really expected to be fucked, and so I hadn't cleaned out which showed almost immediately; he said it was no big deal and we went to the bathroom to shower and clean out. When we came back up to the sling, I told him he didn't need to use the condom, and he was happy to oblige, but when he got close he pulled out and shot over my stomach. The first time I was bred was a couple of years later (covid had intervened); we chatted for a bit one evening on one of the social media sites, and he asked if he could come up; it was already late in the evening, and he arrived around midnight. We chatted a bit and he showed me his testing; then we went to the bedroom. Pretty vanilla stuff at first -- sucking, kissing, rimming. After about a half hour, he asked if could fuck me bare; having seen the testing, I agreed, and he slipped in and began fucking me, at first missionary style, and then he wanted to take me doggy style. After about 10 minutes, he asked if he could cum in me, and I agreed (I was curious to see what I could feel). He sped up, and then rammed himself as deep as he could get several times, and stopped. I could feel his cock pulsing, and the warmth growing in my innards, which I liked very much. We then fell asleep -- I should have had him do it again in the morning, but he didn't. I really enjoyed the experience, and especially his courtesy in asking. Haven't been with anyone I liked as much since then, though I've be bred a few more times by guys with testing.

My 15x4 cm cut cock

Just bareback!! You're going to get there anyway soon enough. Why waste time and pleasure?

Chapter 6 – Double Time Chapters 1 through 5 describe an evening with my friend, Brian. We’ve partied and then played with tongues, fingers, dildos, and fists in his sling that was hung in a tree near a creek on his property. We were joined by Lance, another friend of ours. His ass was worked over, and he worked over ours too. He had to go home. Brian and I checked the apps to see if any other contacts were around, and luckily, Vic was available. He’s just arrived, and we’re about to party with him. We all ended up on the bed again. For Brian and me, this was a rare moment since neither of our asses had anything in them. Vic is a top, so it’s not odd that his was empty. What wasn’t empty was the pipe. In fact, Vic added some of his to the bowl and then applied the torch. He had some serious catching up to do, so Brian and I watched as he blew clouds for a while. Then, Brian leaned in for a kiss after Vic had taken in some smoke. They shotgunned it back and forth for a while. Vic loves kissing, so he handed me the pipe and torch while he focused on making out with Brian. I figured that I could watch them and blow some clouds myself. I topped off, then put the pipe and torch down. Of course, this got my ass itchy for something in it. I fingered it but still haven’t worked out how to get my own fist in there (I can get all my fingers and thumb, but then the calisthenics are tough), so I grabbed the nearest toy. It was the Pegasus that was last in Lance. I lubed it up and shoved it all the way into my ass in a single push. The head is bulbous on this toy and the insertion felt great. Now, I could twist it around and fuck myself with it. I had thrown my legs up and was really working the Pegasus in my ass when Vic took notice. “You’re ready,” he said. Then, he grabbed me by the harness and pulled me over to the sling (OK, he didn’t need to do much convincing to get me in the sling). I kept the toy in my ass, swinging between my legs with the head just inside my ass. Once I was in the sling, I reached down to shove the toy deeper. Vic just chuckled when he saw me do that. Then he said, “Let me take that,” so I let him grab the base of the toy. He pulled it out rather quickly and then sunk his hand into my ass. He had lubed up his arm all the way to the elbow and got almost all the way in on the first push. He has large hands that were expanding my ass even more than it had been before. Vic plays piano and has long fingers. He was certainly hitting all the right notes in my ass. His fingers slid easily into my colon, and he was wandering around in there, sending massive sensations through my body. Of course, the T that we had smoked and slammed were contributing to my openness and my heightened reactions. He moved back out a little bit and said, “I’m gonna fuck your ass with my fist.” I said, “Let me do some poppers first,” and he waited while I huffed on them. Then, he pulled his hand all the way out, made a fist, and shoved it in deep. He repeated this, alternating hands as he went. Eventually, he was just getting his fists inside my hole, not going deep anymore, but giving my hole a fantastic workout. He would twist and flex his fist on entry, making my hole gape with each new movement. He slowed down and used fingers from both hands to widen my hole. He had four fingers from each hand inside me and would stretch my hole left to right and up and down. I knew what he was after and was excited to be able to accommodate his desires. Once he had me well opened, he pulled out his fingers and had Brian dump more lube on his hands and wrists. He spread it around and shoved all of his fingers in my ass. He was shoving all of his fingers in and out of my ass when I felt things get bigger. He had added his thumbs into the mix. He shoved his entire right hand in and then slid his left hand in alongside it. Fuck, this feels awesome. I was squirming around as he filled my ass with both hands. He could only do minimal movements, and I couldn’t take his double-fisting for too long, but we both were really pleased with the achievement. Vic started quickly alternating his hands as they slid alongside each other. Sometimes, it would be one hand in me, sometimes two, and then they’d slide next to each other to alternate. This was another great feeling, and I asked him to slow down so that I could do some more poppers. He grinned knowingly and said, “You fucking pig. You love having your ass ruined by my hands.” I nodded as I was sniffing from the brown bottle. Brian grabbed the bottle and cap from me so that I could focus on my ass, and then Vic resumed his work on my hole. If it felt good before, it now felt even more amazing. Poppers make me focus completely on my ass and I was spreading it open and bucking back and forth in the sling. My vision was minimal; all I could see was a glowing purple eye. But none of that mattered because the only thing that was important was what was happening to my ass. As I was coming down from the poppers, Vic slowed his pace, going for slower and deeper strokes into my ass. I knew that he’d be pulling out soon, but I felt completely satiated. He pulled out one last time, and he and Brian both massaged my gaping hole. I reached down to feel it, too and was pleased with how swollen my lips were. They grabbed the harness and helped me to stand. Vic grabbed me in a bear hug and whispered, “Thank you” in my ear. I thanked him as well and then moved back to the bed. I knew that Vic was going to fist Brian, and I would have a front-row seat to that hot action.

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.

pre-cum is the entrée, piss the main and cum the dessert

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

Part 1: Will meets Dominic I’ve been one of the lead pastors at East Nondenominational Church for two years. I graduated from the seminary at 26, but I found it difficult to find a job at first. I was seen as too young by many. I finally found a church interested, one a few states away, and was possibly too eager when we scheduled a Skype call. “We’re very impressed, Will” Pastor Kline, the head pastor told me. He was in his fifties, short white hair. He reminded me of my father who was a pastor himself. “All your references speak highly of your orator skills. I believe you’d be a great addition to our church.” “Really? That’s great. Thank you.” Pastor Kline’s smile faded somewhat. “There is one thing that myself and Pastor Matthews are concerned about, however.” “What’s that?” “We all know that you’re young. And I’ve already assured you that this isn’t a problem. Our concern is that you aren’t married. Now, we know that not everyone gets married, but, seeing as you are a young man, and, may I say, good looking, it is sometimes awkward for members.” “Why?” “Young women in the congregation often seek out single pastors or they feel as if they’re prey to them. We just like to make this issue known beforehand.” “I understand, Pastor Kline,” I told him, feeling a bit awkward hearing him say that I was good looking. I was fit, spending a few hours at the gym each week, making sure I was healthy but not overly muscular. My brown hair and green eyes were often complimented by those I dated, but I never thought much about my appearance. “I’ve dated before,” I told him. “I had a long-term girlfriend in college. It just didn’t work out.” “I understand. We just want to keep everyone safe. We’d hate to lead anyone into sin.” “I agree,” I told him. “I’d never do anything to cause anyone to stumble.” Pastor Kline turned out to be correct. It didn’t take long before I spent every Sunday morning surrounded by women, dropping hints that they were single and interested in going on a date. Whether it was the clear desperation or not, I didn’t find myself interested. It wasn’t for a lack of trying. Sure, I wanted to find someone and get married, have kids, but there was something in the back of my mind that kept me from pursuing this life fully. What it was, I didn’t know. Not yet, at least. A Sunday morning came when I stood out in the lobby greeting our members as they came in. I flashed my smile, shaking hands, avoiding the stares from the women who wanted me to propose. As I shook hands, I noticed a man enter the front doors that I had never seen before. He was a large guy, bald, around forty if I had to guess. He was wearing a short sleeve black shirt which showed off large muscles and hairy forearms, tattoos around his biceps. His black jeans were tight, showing strong legs. It wasn’t like we had never had anyone like him here before, but there was something in the way this man carried himself, something in his essence, that captivated me, causing me to take notice. Without realizing, I found myself drawn to him, seeking him out so that I could shake his hand. “Hello,” I said. “I’m Pastor Ryder. I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.” “First time,” he said, his voice low, a bit of a rasp. He took my hand and shook it. He had a firm grip. “I’ve driven past here for years. Decided to step inside for a change.” “I’m glad that you did,” I said. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes looking from my face and moving down my suited body to my shoes. The corner of his mouth turned into a grin. “Same here,” he said. “I’m not much of a God person.” “That’s alright,” I told him. “God finds us wherever we are.” “Does he?” I could tell that the man was playing a game, taunting me. I wasn’t easily aggravated, so I knew I could take whatever he gave out. “I don’t think I caught your name,” I said. “Dominic Moore,” he said. “Well, Mr. Moore, we’re glad to have you here. The service is about to start. Pastor Kline is preaching today. I think you’ll love to hear his message. If you have any questions for me, let me know. I’ll be here after the service.” “Is that a promise?” he asked. He passed me and entered the sanctuary, glancing back once and catching my eye. I stood frozen until I lost sight of him. I shook off whatever caused this momentary confusion and darted to my office. I had to sit down for a second, alone. I caught my breath, unable to understand why I was feeling so flustered. I had never felt like this before. I felt as if I had just worked out. My heart was pounding quickly, sweat collecting around my hairline. I checked my armpits and found that I had started to sweat through my dress shirt. While no one would notice, I felt uncomfortable. I had a change of shirt in one of my drawers just in case. I took it out and started to change. As I tucked in the new shirt, my hand grazing my crotch and I nearly collapsed from the sensation. It had been several days since I last jerked off, making me sensitive, but I’d never felt like this before. I tried to push down the need to touch myself, but found it difficult. I closed my eyes and started to breathe deep, calming myself. In my mind, the image of Dominic Moore standing in front of me was clear as day. I could see his chiseled face, his strong, tatted, hairy arms. I could feel his hand in mine. My eyes opened and I found my hand firmly grasping my cock. Shocked and a bit disgusted, I quickly finished dressing myself and returned to the lobby. I was going to pretend that nothing had happened, because nothing had. Everything was fine. Wasn’t it? Dominic was on top of me. His strong body, muscles rippling under sweaty skin, weighed down on me. His chest was covered in hair, his musk collected within the follicles. I could smell him, my head dizzy from the natural smell of man. His eyes were focused on mine. “How does that feel?” “Incredible,” I said. I glanced down and saw my legs wrapped around his waist, my cock and balls rubbing against his abs as he buried his enormous, veiny cock into my butt. I felt myself tearing open, as if every part of myself was opening up to him, allowing him inside me in every way possible. I felt full. I felt as if I couldn’t imagine existing in any other way. His rhythm increased as he started grunting, sweat covering our bodies. His cock brushed against my prostate, sending my cock into overdrive. I wasn’t even touching myself and I could still feel a powerful orgasm surging forward. “Ready, baby?” “Do it. Cum in me. Take me, Dom.” “Here it comes.” My eyes shot open as I started cumming. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My chest was heaving, my heart racing. I fumbled in the dark and turned on the lamp next to my bed. The light hurt my eyes at first until they grew accustomed. Searching the room, I found I was alone. Why was that a surprise? Of course I was alone. Why would someone be there with me? Who would be there with me? I checked the time. 4 a.m. I sat up, finding my sheets sticking to my body. I was sweating profusely. I threw off my covers and looked down, my boxers tented and soaked through. The smell of cum hit me, my head spinning from the sweet smell and the pungent odor of my sweating body. I was getting high off myself, something I had never done before. What was happening? I lifted the waistband and found globs of cum intermixed in my pubes, soaking into the boxer fabric. It had been a while since I had had a wet dream. I tried to climb out of bed to change, but I felt too weak. Collapsing back into bed, I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I had been dreaming about. “Here it comes.” Dominic Moore. I’d dreamt about Dominic Moore. I could see his face. I could feel the weight of his body on mine. I could smell his sweat. I could feel his hairy chest pressed against mine. I could feel his huge cock pumping into— I stopped, looking down at my hand. Without realizing, I’d scooped up some of my cum and brought it to my mouth, a few stray pubic hairs mixed in. I stared down at the mess, the smell of the fresh cum filling my nose. I’d never tasted my cum before. I’d never wanted to. It seemed gross to eat something that came out of your body. Still, something about the smell was intoxicating, sweet and inviting. My mouth slowly opened as I inserted my hand, running my tongue along my cum-soaked fingers. It was a taste unlike anything I had ever had. It was salty but also sweet. The warmth was inviting, as if I was returning it to where it belonged. I swallowed and savored the feeling, licking my lips. Then I realized what I’d done. My hand was shaking, the cum residue sticking to my skin. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, washing my hand and stripping off my boxers. I cleaned myself up as well as I could, but I couldn’t erase the image of Dominic Moore on top of me, inside of me. I couldn’t escape the feeling I had felt, wanting him there, wanting him to take me. I wasn’t gay. I’d never thought of another man like this. Why was I now? What was going on? After my dream about Dominic, I couldn’t get back to sleep. All I could do was see his face. I wandered into my office the next day in a daze. I sat at my computer trying to plan out my next sermon, but instead of God, all I could think about was Dominic. I tried to push past the dream, but my recurring erection kept me returning to the moment when I could see in Dominic’s eyes a sinister lusting unlike anything I’d ever seen before. I was mesmerized. “Will,” Pastor Kline said, knocking on my door. “Is everything alright?” “Yeah, fine,” I said, trying to supply a convincing smile. “Are you sure? I said hello when you walked by my office and you looked like you were in a trance or something.” “Nothing like that,” I told him. “I didn’t sleep well last night.” “You’re too young to be having sleeping problems.” “Nothing like that. It’s just… can I talk to you Mark?” “Sure,” he said, closing the door and sitting down. “What’s up?” “I’ve been feeling… guilty, I guess.” “About what?” “Well, um.” There’s no way I can tell Pastor Kline about my dream. What would he think? How would I even begin to explain? “I’m feeling guilty over a dream I had last night.” “A dream?” he said, staring at me until his eyes grew wide. “Oh, I see. A dream.” “I’ve felt guilty all day. I feel like I did something I shouldn’t have.” “Did you?” “Well, I guess not. Not really. I just had a dream.” “Listen, Will, you’re a young guy. That kind of thing happens to young guys. It still happens to me on occasion. Dreams are outside of our control. I’m guessing you…” I nodded. “Think of it as a freebee,” he said. “You didn’t do it to yourself. Sometimes, our bodies need to release and create a scenario in which it’s possible. You didn’t do anything wrong. Trust me.” “Alright. If you’re sure.” “I’m positive.” He stood up and started toward the door, stopping just out in the hall. “By the way, there was a new visitor on Sunday who sent me an email, saying he wanted to stop by sometime this week and meet with you. He said you greeted him at the door and found you personable. He says he’d like to talk with you.” “Did you get a name?” “Dominic Moore, I believe,” Pastor Kline said. “Dominic Moore,” I said, my voice catching. “He wants to meet with me?” Pastor Kline nodded. “He said he enjoyed talking with you. I’ll forward you the email so you can respond.” “Are you sure you wouldn’t want to meet with him instead?” I asked, trying to restrain the worry in my voice. At the same time, I scooted closer to my desk, hiding the boner which was starting to form. “You are the head pastor after all.” “Will, you need to have confidence in yourself. This is a part of our job. When God sends us someone asking for our help, we need to welcome him in. Don’t you agree?” “Of course,” I said, faking a smile. “I’ll email him before I leave.” “I’ll send you his email.” Once Pastor Kline was gone, I slumped down in my chair, reeling as my hard cock smashed against the underside of my desk. How am I supposed to meet with Dominic when I can’t get through a conversation without getting a hard-on? Nothing made sense. I wasn’t gay, and yet here I was unable to think about anyone other than this man who’d I’d met once. I met guys at the gym all the time and never had issues like this before. Why now? And why did Dominic want to talk with me? There was no way I made that good of an impression. My computer alerted me to a new email. I opened it and found the forwarded email from Dominic. Everything Pastor Kline had told me was true. Dominic wanted to meet with me. I started a new email accepting the meeting, telling him to come to my office whenever it suited him best. Before I hit send, I looked at his email name and found “Hazard4U” on the screen. I guess we’ll see, I thought. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ I've got a lot of the story written, though it's not done yet. Not sure where it will end, but there is plenty more to come.

Can’t work out what I love more in my mouth and arse. Several loads of spunk or several bladders emptied. Think I love both in equal measures. What about you guys?

Been horny as fuck lately, but due to company travel suspension I haven't had any opportunities. Have a regular guy when I travel that has fucked me probably 20 times anon ass up face down and I have only seen a dick pic of him. He's 18, mix, slender guy according to his profile. Usually likes to fuck me after I have taken a couple loads. I messaged him a couple days ago that I was travelling and we planned for him whore me out last night starting at 6pm. Got to the Days Inn, prepped and messaged him on Grindr that I was ready. He said the first guy would be there around 6:25 and three others were on the way. Got in position ass up face down, blindfold on and door propped open. In all I took 8 loads including one from the guy that was whoring me out. Never saw any pics of the guys before they arrived and didn't see them when they were in the room. He messaged afterwards and said that I felt so good with all that cum in me. He was load #5. Later he messaged and said guy number 8 was on the way a bbc. Damn the guy must have been 9", but felt great! I messaged to see if any others were coming and he said that was all. I replied that that was enough for the night. First time I had been fucked in 2 months. Ready to get whored out again though.

I love rimming... both giving and receiving. I'm a good bit older than most here and was in my late 20's the first time I experienced this. I remember thinking that I never wanted it to end as my eyes rolled into the back of my head 🙂 I was probably not the freshest down there at the time but I didn't care 🙂 For those that have never experienced a good rimming I'd say don't knock it until you've tried it.... and remember it's polite to return the favour.

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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.

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I honestly like rimming as much as fucking. I especially love a hairy hole. So masculine and feels great on my tongue. Usually I'll get a gut wet enough that we don't need lube for the inevitable fucking.

PART 6 I raised my body up and started riding Mike’s fat cock, and I could feel the existing loads being churned up in my hole. Jake and Justin were off in their own daddy/boy world, completely ignoring the loud fucking happening on the other side of the bed. After a minute, Mike stopped me and rolled me over on my back so my legs were in the air and he could pound my cunt for all it was worth. I could feel every time his cock traversed my boy pussy, and I loved every fucking inch of it. My hole felt greedy and insatiable from all the drugs and getting bred twice already. Mike started to pound me really hard while he shoved his tongue as far into my mouth as it would go and said “OK, boy, where do you want my load!? There’s only one right answer faggot!” I could feel his cock getting thicker in my pussy and I begged him loudly “BREED ME DADDY! I need your fucking load in my pussy!! I wanna get as many loads as I can!” He laughed and said “this load was going inside your pussy no matter what you say.” Mike slammed his cock in and out of my hole a few more times and then shoved it as far in as he could. I could feel it throbbing, the spurts of cum getting shot far into my guts. I grabbed onto his ass and pulled him tight into my hole while we frantically made out and he spit in my face, licked it off and then spit it back at me. Justin and Jake had finally come out of their stupor and were watching us while Mike bred me. When Mike finally collapsed on my furry chest, breathing heavily and sweating like a pig, they both clapped. After a minute we disentangled ourselves from each other, and turned to watch Justin and Jake with Mike lying behind me on his side holding me and idly playing with my cummy hole. Jake still had his fat jock cock shoved up his Dad’s hole and was slowly grinding against Justin’s cunt, which made him moan like a cheap slut. Jake teased his Dad, “You ready for my load, Daddy man? Or maybe the old man is tired out. Maybe I should stop.” He started to pull his cock out of Justin’s hole, and Justin just grabbed onto the cheeks of Jake’s muscled round furry ass and pulled it right back inside. “No fucking way are you going to take that cock out of me before you dump a load. Daddy’s hole is hungry for your cock Jakey boy.” Jake smirked and started to pound his Dad hard, emphasizing each word. “I told you….NOT. TO. CALL. ME. THAT.” Clearly the boy had outgrown a diminutive and had told his Dad so. Justin just egged him on. “Oh yeah, JAKEY BOY? You think you’re man enough to breed your own Dad? You got a nice thick load for my hole? You gonna knock your Dad up?” Jake moaned and closed his eyes, concentrating on pounding his Dad’s hole as hard as he possibly could. Justin’s ass was gaping wide open every time Jake’s thick cock pulled all the way out and then he would just slam it back in, balls deep, making his Dad moan even louder. “What a fucking pervert. Begging your own son to fuck your fag cumdumpster. You ready for my load, old man? You want your own son to breed your fucking hot hairy pussy? Is that what you fucking want? You want my fucking incest cum? SAY IT! TELL ME!” I couldn’t believe how fucking hot this was turning out to be. Mike’s cock had gotten hard again and he was slowly pumping it in and out of my sloppy jizzed up hole while I played with my soft but hyper sensitive tina cock. “FUCK YEAH, JAKEY BOY! Fuck your old man! Shoot your fucking load in my hole! Make me your fucking bitch! Get your Dad pregnant like a good boy!” “I. TOLD. YOU. NOT. TO. CALL. ME. JAKEY!” With each word, Jake yanked his cock all the way out of Justin’s gaping cunt and slammed it back in as hard as he could. Then with a loud groan, I could tell Jake was finally shooting his load of cum in his Dad’s hole. Justin started to blather about love and grabbed Jake’s neck and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss. Jake’s hips stopped pumping and his nuts relaxed as he released the final dribbles of his jock boy cum into his Dad’s hole. After a minute or two of catching their breath, they both collapsed into a heap on the bed. Mike stopped fucking me and just held his hard cock in my greedy hole, keeping it wide open for the next raping it was going to get. We were all taking a break when the phone loudly rang, interrupting our sex stupor. Justin reached over and picked up the phone, annoyed. He just said “YES?” A deep voice on the other end said “Mister Peterson?” “Yes. What do you need?” “Um. This is a little weird. I’m Gabe, I’m one of the bellmen. I ran into someone I think is a, um, friend of yours on the way up in the elevator. Little short guy in a tank top?” Justin laughed, smiled and said “Hold on. Actually Adam, it’s for you.” I looked at him like he was nuts and then I remembered the bellman in the elevator. This was bold and brave. I took the phone from Justin and said “Hello?” “Hey dude, remember me from the elevator?” “Sure, man. But how did you figure out which room I was in?” “Not gonna lie. Stalked you a little. After you got off, I opened the elevator door before it left and watched while your sexy ass walked down the hallway in your tight shorts. I saw which room you stopped in front of. I sent you a text but you didn’t respond so I left you a note under the door.” The boy was persistent, which probably meant horny as fuck. But he was also incredibly sexy. I looked around the sweaty bed at my companions and looked at the time. It was 1015. The boy had gotten off at 10. “Is there room for one more in this house of debauchery and jizz rags?” I asked the others. They all laughed and agreed that Gabe could join us. “The boys say thumbs up. Be here as soon as you can.” Two minutes later, Gabe knocked on the door of the room. I answered the door totally naked and brazen, just like Gabe was being. He had changed out of his uniform, and was wearing a tank top and a skimpy pair of shorts with a jock underneath. He was about 5’9” with a trim, muscular build and a forest of black hair on his chest to match the mop of black curls on his head and a neatly trimmed goatee. He was clearly packing an impressive cock in his jock. He came into the room and I introduced him to Mike, Justin and Jake who all waved from the bed, cocks at various stages of hardness. Gabe noticed the bong on the bedside table and said “you guys partying? FUCK that’s hot!” Even though it was Justin’s room, Mike was kind of the instigator of the whole thing and he stood up, grabbing a towel to wipe off the sweat from fucking my cunt. He walked over to the table, grabbed the bong and torched it taking a long thick cloud off it, then reached over to Gabe to pass him a shotgun. Gabe relaxed and let the older man take over and control his breathing with smoke. Meantime, I knelt down on the floor and took off Gabe’s sneakers and socks and then pulled down his shorts, smelling the ripe jock which he’d obviously been wearing all day under his hot uniform. Mike continued to give Gabe shotguns from the bong, while I sniffed his amazing smelling jock, a combination of piss, cum and sweat that I found incredibly intoxicating. Eventually I had to see Gabe’s cock and pulled the pouch aside to find a really fat 7” long uncut piece, completely hard with a head that smelled just like the pouch of his jock. I was in faggot heaven. I took Gabe’s cock in my mouth, glancing over at the bed where Justin and Jake were making out and watching Mike, Gabe and I in the middle of the floor. I shoved it all the way into the back of my throat, gagging myself on his cock so that I could get used to how thick it was. Mike continued to give Gabe hits off the bong which he shotgunned to me. I was completely spun out of my head and my pussy was on fire. It was desperate for another cock inside it. After a few minutes of savoring Gabe’s beautiful uncut cock, I came up for air and said, “please fuck me, dude! I gotta have your cock.” “Fuck yeah, man! Let’s get up on the bed. His cock was dripping saliva from having fucked my throat, and we got up on the bed, next to Justin and Jake, who were taking a rest and having some father/son bonding time, making out like crazy and playing with each other’s cocks and cunts. I got up on the bed with my big hairy ass sticking out and Gabe just slid his fat uncut cock all the way in my ass with no other lube than the saliva and the loads I already had inside me. It was fucking glorious. “Holy shit. How many loads do you already have in your hole, dude?” I told him it was three, but I honestly couldn’t remember. I couldn’t stop moaning since his cock had set my ass on fire. Gabe said “Mike, why don’t you plug that faggot’s mouth so he shuts the fuck up.” Mike laughed and got up on the bed and I took his beautiful cock in my mouth, tasting the dried cum from fucking my cumdump earlier. I was spun out of my mind, pussy full of cum and another cock from another complete stranger and deep throating Mike’s amazing fat cock that I was completely obsessed with. Gabe started to fuck me while standing up with my ass over the edge of the bed and I met each one of his thrusts to let him know that he could fuck me as hard as he wanted to. He laughed and said “can’t rape this little whore, can you?” Mike and Justin laughed and Mike said “don’t worry we already have. His pussy is there to be used hard. He’s getting paid for the deal anyway, so use him as much and as long as you want. We rented him for the whole night.” “Oh is that how it is, faggot? You selling your sexy pussy to these nice men? Bet they paid you a pretty penny to breed this sexy furry cunt. You’re nothing more than a dirty little cumdump aren’t you? Fucking fag.” Mike, Justin and Jake all laughed. I took Mike’s cock out of my mouth long enough to laugh along with them. We all knew we were all dirty faggots, reveling in the sweat, cock and cum of hot dirty man to man sex. “Of course I am. I want your load in my whore cunt. You man enough to give me a load, big bro?” Gabe responded by growling and shoving his fat uncut cock as far up my hole as he could. It felt amazing and I immediately pushed my ass back as far as it would go, while going back to deep throating Mike’s beautiful daddy cock. While Gabe was reaming out my sloppy pussy, Justin and Jake were flipping around so that Justin could fuck his son. I looked up and out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jake lined up next to me on the bed, so that Justin could stand next to Gabe while he fucked his son. Mike pulled his cock out of my mouth, and went to refill the bong, so I was able to make out with Jake and whisper to him quietly how hot it was that his Dad was about to fuck his hole. He kissed me deeply and we made out while Gabe continued to pound my hole, causing me to moan while Jake’s tongue was in my mouth. After a minute or two I felt Justin get up off the bed and he walked around and started making out with Gabe, while he lined his fat Daddy dick up with Jake’s already lubed hole. Justin and Gabe continued to make out when all of a sudden, Justin slid his entire cock into Jakes hole in one long thrust, causing his son to squeal a little bit and then moan as the cock that made him found the home it had been looking for for a long time. Gabe stopped fucking me so that he could make out with Justin while Justin started to slowly use his son’s cunt for his own pleasure. I grabbed Jakes face and pulled it to mine, shoving my tongue as far into his mouth as I could get it, holding on to him while his Dad picked up the pace and Jake went crazy. “Oh fuck, Daddy! I can’t believe I’m finally getting your cock in my pussy! I’ve wanted it for so fucking long.” Justin pulled away from Gabe and started in on Jake. “Fuck yeah, Jakey.” As soon as he said that diminutive, I heard Jake moan a little louder. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time, son, I can’t believe I can finally fuck your pretty jock butt full of my fat daddy cock . I should’ve known that my son was a dirty fucking fag whore. Our whole family is a bunch of fucking sluts. Tell me what you want, son….tell Daddy what you are.” He pounded a little harder as he said that, and make Jake yelp a little as his cock touched parts of Jake’s hole that he hadn’t had touched before. “I’m a filthy fucking cumdump, Dad! I need your load. I need you to knock up my fucking fag pussy! I want you to fuck me all the time Dad! I want you to make me pregnant!” “That’s what I wanted to hear, son. I know what you need. YOu’re gonna get a nice thick load of daddy cum in your pussy and then I’m gonna give you a big load of chem piss up there too. You want that, you fucking whore?” “Oh fuck yeah, daddy! I want anything that comes out of your cock in my dirty fag slut pussy!” Gabe had picked up the pace again grabbing onto my shoulders so he could fuck me hard, with the with the same rhythm that Justin was fucking Jake. “Fuck man! You’re gonna piss up his ass!?” Justin and Mike just laughed and Justin said “of course. It’s a hole. You can piss in it as well as breed it.” Gabe just grinned and said “FUCK yeah! That sounds so fucking hot. OK, fag, I’m gonna breed you and then I’m gonna dump the huge load of piss I have up your cunt. If you don’t want that, tell me now, pig!" I just moaned and pulled away from making out with Jake for a second to say “fuck yeah, dude! Piss up my cunt! I want ALL of it!” Everybody laughed and Justin and Gabe went back to fucking the two of us boys on the bed while we continued our intense make out session. Mike was laying back against the headboard of the bed, slowly stroking his fat cock while he watched the two of us get bred. Justin was first and he said “fuck yeah, Jakey! You want Daddy’s load! Tell me what you want, baby boy! I wanna hear it from you loud and long!” Jake moaned and pulled away from me. “Please, Daddy! Fuck my furry boy hole! Rape me like the dirty little fag whore I am! I desperately need your load of cum!! Fuck! The cum that made me is going up my fag pussy! Please Daddy!” Jake’s dirty talk pushed Justin over the edge and he started to pound Jake’s jock boy hole faster and harder. Jake continued to egg his Dad on with an endless stream of filth from his mouth telling his dad he was a dirty faggot and a nasty slut whore who would let any man fuck his boy pussy. That was it, he kept pounding harder and harder and then he was still. I couldn’t see them but I was sure his nuts were pumping an enormous load into his son’s furry ass.” Justin sighed and was trying to catch his breath while his cock was still all the way inside Jake’s hole. Gabe took it as an opportunity to breed me, and he sped up, asking me “where do you want my load, faggot? Do you want me to knock up your pussy? You want your big bro to make you pregnant? Is that what you want, faggot?” I just moaned and said “FUCK yes! I need your load so badly!” He continued to pound my hole harder and harder, I was making out like crazy with Jake and my brain was exploding with all of the intense feelings in my ass from Gabe’s big fat uncut cock that was raping me into the stratosphere. Finally he said “fuck, faggot! I’m gonna cum in your pussy! Gonna breed you! FUCKKKKK! NOW. BREEDING YOU, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!” He kept pounding my ass and then stopped and shuddered and shook. Mike got up off the bed to hold onto him since he looked a little wobbly. I could feel Gabe’s cock throbbing in my pussy and was pushing my ass back onto his cock as far as it would go. I wanted that load all the way up inside me and was going to do anything I could to get it there. Finally, Gabe caught his breath, and started to laugh and then reached over to make out with both Mike and Justin, whose cock was still hard inside his son’s pussy. Justin pulled away and said “you ready to give these boys a nice fat load of chem piss?” Gabe laughed and got a wicked grin on his face and said “fuck yeah…..let me….hang on a second……NOW.” Then I could feel his piss start to flow in my hole. Jake moaned at the same time and Justin said “here you go Jakey! Gonna give you a nice thick piss booty bump so you can turn into even more of a sloppy whore.” Jake and I both sat still, looking at each other intently with eyes like black saucers. Both Gabe and Justin dumped big loads of piss up our holes and then Mike said “well fuck, boys, who gets my load of chem piss?” I managed to catch my breath, laughed and said “give it to Gabe!” His cock was still hard inside my hole he was so turned on. Mike laughed and said “you think you can handle it, pig?” Gabe laughed nervously and said “your cock is pretty big, and I’m not cleaned out.” Mike just laughed and said, “don’t worry, we can fix that." At that point, I kind of tuned out what was going on because suddenly, Gabe’s load of chem piss hit me hard and my ears started to ring. Jake was having the same thing happen to him, but even more because Justin had had more T. Neither one of us moved, but both Jake and Gabe had pulled out of our holes. Mike grabbed some towels and made sure that we weren’t getting any in the bed but we were still on the bed, head down, ass up letting the chem piss marinate in our pussies. Justin reached over and pushed Gabe down onto the bed so that his ass was sticking up like Jakes and mine. He leaned over and asked Jake how he was doing, and his son just said “it feels……really……fucking…..warm, Daddy. I know my hole is going to be even hungrier in a few minutes.” Justin laughed and said “It sure is baby boy. I love you, son. I love that you’re as much of a slut as your dad is.” Jake laughed and said “is that a challenge, Daddy man?” They both laughed and Justin laid down on the bed so he could make out with his son while he had his pussy in the air letting the chem piss go deeper. Then suddenly, Gabe’s face was down next to ours and I could hear him say “oh fuck. OH FUCK.” I looked over and Mike’s thick cock was slowly pushing into Gabe’s hole. I handed him some poppers off the nightstand and he took three long drags on each nostril and then exhaled, relaxing. Mike’s cock slid all the way to the end of Gabe’s hole and without saying a word, he started to piss. A huge thick load of chem piss up our cute bellhop’s pussy. Gabe moaned and within a minute or two he started to say “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” over and over again. I grabbed onto his face and said “it’s ok big bro, just let it wash over you and go with the flow. Your pussy is about to get wrecked.” Gabe grinned and moaned again, grabbing my face and desperately making out with me while Mike held his cock all the way inside Gabe’s ass. It was going to be a long night.

PART 4 Justin, Mike and I just laid on the bed all high as fuck and we passed the bong around and gave each other shotguns. They both made sure that I got shotgunned by both of them, and I wasn’t complaining. I felt amazing and my ass was on fire. I had a big plug in it to keep their loads inside but it was aching for more cock to use it. I felt incredibly trashy, but safe with these older men who seemed to know what they were doing. I was just along for the ride. Well, as long as the ride involved cock up my ass as much as possible. My phone buzzed and it was Jake saying he was at the hotel and on his way up. Justin laughed nervously and said “oh shit, what have I done,” and Mike tried to reassure him. Even spun out of my head, I could see that it might be best if Jake didn’t just bust in on the three of us naked, high and smelling like sex. I told them to both go take a shower. They laughed and went to rinse off. I made sure to tell them both not to use any soap on their nuts, butts or pits. I wanted them to smell amazing. Jake’s knock came on the door and they both stood up, went to the large bathroom and closed the door. I decided to just wing it and answer the door naked. He knew what he was coming over for, just not ALL of it. I looked through the peep hole and there he was. Looking pretty sexy. I opened the door, hiding my junk behind it while we said our hellos, so I didn’t flash some unsuspecting person in the hallway. Jake was wearing little shorts, a tank top and not much else. He was about my height, 5’4” tall and thick around the middle, but also muscled, with big legs. Like me, he was very furry for a young guy, and I found myself getting really turned on, but of course my cock wouldn’t get hard because of the T. He nervously looked around and said “where are the other guys?” I laughed to put him at ease and said they were in the shower rinsing off after round one. I brazenly told him that they had both fucked me and turned around to show him the buttplug in my ass. He touched it and I moaned. “That’s so fucking hot,” Jake said. “I really wanna fuck you, dude. I’ve been wanting to hook up with you since we first flirted online.” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my face to his, rubbing his goatee against mine and kissing me deeply. I could smell the scent from his unwashed pits and pulled away from his kiss to deeply inhale his amazing scent. This boy smelled great, and his armpits were making my hole ache for more cock. Jake quickly pulled off his tank and shorts and he was just wearing a really sexy yellow jockstrap with a very full pouch. His cock was already rock hard. He whispered in my ear, “dude, I wanna fuck you so bad.” And gently pushed me back toward the bed and fell on top of me. We continued to make out and when we came up for air he saw the bong not he bedside table and said “fuck, dude you party too? Let’s get FUCKED up and fuck all night!” He grabbed the bong and lighter and took a huge hit, shotgunning it back and forth with me until it was gone. Then we did another, and another. I just kept getting more and more spun out of my head from the shotguns and booty bumps. I could hear the shower stop and a minute later I heard the door open. Jake’s back was to the door and I saw Mike stick his head around the corner and give me a look as if to say “well? Now?” I responded by nodding slightly so he knew that it was time. Then he quietly walked up behind Jake, who was laying on top of me making out, and lightly pinched his nipple. Jake moaned a little bit and turned to see who the intruder was. He almost jumped off the bed. “Uncle Mike? What the fuck!? What are you doing here?” Mike just laughed and said ”It’s ok, Jake, I’m here for what you’re here for. This sexy little piece of ass. Adam and I have been fucking for a while and when my buddy came to town I invited Adam over to have a threeway.” Jake still looked astonished to see his Uncle in the room and Mike sat down on the bed and pulled Jake to him, burying his nephew’s head in his hairy chest and kissing the top of his head. “I’ve hoped this might happen for a while now, Jake. I’m glad it is. I’ve always thought you were a hot little fucker. Having to shave at 14 and back hair at 17 meant you were going to turn out to be a really sexy. You definitely got the family hair genes.” Jake just laughed and said “I can’t believe it. I’ve been fantasizing about you my whole life. I jerked off so many times as a teenager remembering a glimpse I caught of you changing into your speedo!” Mike grabbed Jakes head and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss and when they separated he said “I know we’re going to have a great time tonight. Are you ready for one more?” Jake laughed and looked at him and said “fuck yeah. Let’s get this party started.” Justin was obviously listening in on this conversation through the open bathroom door, and he came walking across the room with his big uncut daddy cock swinging in front of him. “Is there room for one more?” Justin laughed as Jake’s jaw hit the floor for the second time in under 5 minutes. Mike’s “buddy” had arrived.

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I hope you like this installment Amy, from the doorway, let out a catcall. Cody tried to jump up, but with Andy laying on top of him made it difficult. Cody was leaking cum from his well fucked ass. “Don’t let me interrupt, it looks like you're having more fun with my brother and my ex than you ever did with me.” Amy cajoled him, With that i felt Cody’s cock get hard again and poke at my ass. I guided it back into me and Andy slipped his into Cody. We were back into a hot 3way fuck again, and Amy disapeared from the room. By the end of the night, I fucked Cody once and Andy bred him twice more. Amy watched for a while, but left to go look for more prey. Andy was laying on his back while Cody rode him and I stood on the bed and fed Cody my cock. Andy pulled out some poppers and took a huge sniff and then handed them to Cody who expertly took a giant drag on them. Andy reached up pulled Cody back exposing Cody’s ass with Andy’s cock still firmly in place. Andy instructed me to add mine. Cody fought a little, but Andy held the poppers to his nose. It was tight, but the more he sniffed those poppers the more he opened up and soon we had both of our cocks in Cody. Andy whispered into his ear, “We took your mouth, we took your ass and you are taking our gift.” “We are going to knock you up, take our gift and then go out and pread it around to whoever you like” Cody just moaned in agreement. I am not sure he understood what the ‘gift’ he was getting. But he certainly went from straight to gay pretty damn fast. After that night with Cody. I woke up chilled to the bone and sweating profusely. I called Amy and Andy and they both rushed over to take care of me. Andy told me I was converting. They both stayed with me for a few days and even Cody came by to see what he was in for in a couple of weeks. I guess Amy took him aside and told him what the gift was. I guess he had been working his way through his closeted homophobe gym buddies one-by-one. (Maybe more on his adventures later). While he was there he coaxed me into a blowjob which led to him fucking me. I was in no condition to say no. Hell, even Andy took advantage of me in my weakened state fucking my ass several times a day. Of course, I sucked them clean when I was done. Fast Forward a few weeks Cody came down with the “flu”, and we all took advantage of him and surprisingly a lot of the gym studs did too. I guess when Cody decided he was going to get anyone that showed interest in him. He was the manager of the local chain gym that caters to the MILFs, guys with dad-bods and college jocks trying to hold onto their prime. He gave me and Andy free memberships. Within a week, we had scoped out about 10 guys we wanted to add to our little club from some hot dads to the college jocks. Amy had some MILFs picked out but that is another story in another forum. So Andy being the aggressor picked his first target. Jake a 35 year old, college QB who added about 30lbs since college and was now struggling to get it off. His wife no longer interested in sex. He hit on anything with a pulse. He even flirted with Andy and I knowing we were “friendly” having caught me sucking Andy in the shower. All part of Andy’s plan to get Jake comfortable with the idea of guys sucking. Andy figured if he did not report us to Cody. He was cool with it and maybe even down with it. Sone we learned his gym schedule. He would be there until close on Friday nights. So, we made a deal with Cody for his first conversion to do it at the gym. He was all for it. We all toiled away at the weights and cardio making small talk about this and that. Jake avoiding eye-contact with Andy and I as much as possible. Cody locked up for the night and told Jake that he, Amy, Andy and I were going to hang out and hit the sauna and hot tub that was for the exclusive members and drink some beers and he was welcome to stay. He tried to say he had no swim trunks and Cody assured him that we were all friends and he would not need them, and with that Amy flashed him her boobs as enticement. He was all-in. We all stripped down in the locker room with Andy fluffing his 8inch cock, Cody pumping his seven and me with my six gun leaving Jake with a 10 inch python. No wonder his wife had lost interest. He probably wrecked her everytime he fucked her. Cody grabbed us all a beer and we eased into the whirlpool with Amy sitting next to Jake and Andy next to her then Cody and I close-by. Jake was looking relaxed, but I could tell something was going on underneath the bubbles. Jake looked over at Amy, she just smiled and slipped out of the water. It was then that he realized the hand on his cock was Andy’s, but he did not fight it. His eyes rolled back into his head. Andy had magic hands. Cody convinced him to sit up on the edge of the pool and Jake did. Cody swallowed his cock as far as he could. Andy sucked on his large nuts and I kissed and licked his nipples. Amy, her job was done, She just watched from the corner. Cody slowly let his fingers swirl around Jake’s rosebud of a virgin ass. The 4 of us spilled out of the whirlpool and into the sauna. Where I got behind Cody and started to eat his ass. Cody was now throating Jake’s over-sized cock. Andy moved me out of the way and spit-roasted Cody for Jake to see. Jake was enjoying his blowjob, but wanted to fuck. Andy pumped into Cody for a good 5 minutes when Jake asked if he could fuck Cody. Andy nodded yes, but not before pumping a toxic load into Cody. Cody had Jake lay down on one of the benches then he straddled him and lowered himself down on Jake’s massive tool. I could see Andy’s load dribble down Jake’s member. They were a little awkward in getting their rhythm, but son Jake was slamming his 10 inch pole into Cody’s eager ass. I did my best to eat Jake’s virgin untainted hole, but I was able to get a finger in him and help him cum a little quicker. HE was totally flush from the fuck and the hear of the sauna. So, we scampered into the group showers. Where I got a chance to lick JAke clean and eat his ass a little more. I opened him up for Andy. I got Jake hard again. He was lost in lust. His dick seeing the first action in months. He didn’t care if it was from a man or not. What he was not ready for was Andy's big 8 inch prick up his virgin ass. Andy with my help slipped his cock between Jake’s ass cheeks, and slipped some poppers under his nose not giving him a choice but to inhale deep with the help of lube and spit Andy was able to wedge his thick cock into the former college qb’s virgin ass. Jake’s eye show wide-open, his mouth agape. I just had to kiss him. He was not repulsed. He even allowed my tongue to explore his mouth while Andy fucked his all too willing ass. Cody lined his cock up with my hole and easily slid into my well deflowered cunt. Andy and Cody both took their time to brutally fuck us both in the group shower. Andy had both hands on Jake’s shoulders as he railed his now all too willing ass. While cody hate fucked my hole. I begged for his poz cum. As Andy impregnated the fertile field of Jake’s ass. Before it was all said and done, Jake fucked both Cody and I, Andy and Cody fucked JAke twice each, and i got to clean them all up. Within a month or so, more than half of the gym studs were poz and some of the MILFs were as well Amy and Andy had sites on a bigger prey I hope you all like this one. It felt forced Sorry Joey

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for me it is loads of cum. Piss is okay but I prefer that all over me.

Part 7: Will Meets Dr. Wade I spent my day doing something I had never done before. I sought out as much gay porn as I could find. Sure, I had seen straight porn before. At one point, I had fantasized about eating a woman’s pussy and even impregnating a woman. Now, all I wanted was to suck a dick and have Dominic impregnate me. My searching took me down the rabbit hole. I saw everything. There was a great deal that I knew I would never try, but there were other videos I found myself surprisingly turned on by. I watched as one man peed into another man’s mouth, and I found my cock rising to life. Never had I thought about putting my mouth anywhere near urine. Even when I got some on my hand when using the bathroom I freaked out. I saw men sticking metal rods into their dicks, something they called sounding. It looked like a UTI waiting to happen, but it also looked hot. All the while, I watched the tops and bottoms, wondering what it would be like to fuck someone like Dominic does. I still hadn’t fucked anyone with my dick. I’d jerked it off and had it sucked by Dom, but that was it. Would Dominic let me fuck him, I wondered. I’d never thought about my role before. For Dominic, I was a bottom, but would I always be a bottom with him? Would I be a bottom with everyone? Would there be other people other than Dominic? There was so much I still didn’t know. Once I had masturbated six times, my loads thinner with each jerk off, I stumbled out to the kitchen to get some more water. I wore nothing but the dirty jock strap which I had been using to collect the loads. It was soaked through and showed all manner of stains. I was excited to wear it to the gym for the first time, adding my sweat to the mix. I already knew Dominic’s essence was infused within the fabric. It would be my turn soon. There was a knock on the door. I checked the time and realized how late it was. Dominic didn’t have a key, and the spare he had used was in the kitchen where he left it all those days ago. He’d need to keep it until I had one made. Feeling a bit sexy as I stood in just a jock, I sauntered to the door, ready to greet the man who would be fucking my brains out. Instead, I found Pastor Kline. He stood holding a container of soup which he nearly dropped upon seeing me almost completely naked. “Will,” he gasped. “Mark,” I said, ducking back behind the door. “I’m so sorry. I thought… well… I wasn’t thinking. My brains in a bit of a haze. You know I wouldn’t open my door like this normally.” “Of course,” he said. He craned his neck, eyes looking for what was behind the door. “How are you feeling?” “Better,” I told him. “I should be good enough to be back this Sunday.” “Don’t rush yourself,” he said, his eyes still distracted. “We’d hate to have you falling over in the lobby as you greeted everyone.” “I feel so much better. I’ll most definitely be back.” “That’s great to hear,” he said. “This is for you. My wife thought you’d like some soup. It always does the trick for me.” “Thanks,” I said, taking the soup. “Do you know what it was?” he asked. “Not yet,” I told him. “Could just be a bug.” “Could be,” he said. “Maybe food poisoning,” I added, seeing behind him Dominic coming down the hall. “Uh…” Pastor Kline turned, spotting Dominic. “Mr. Moore? This is a surprise.” “Yes,” Dominic said, his pace slowing. “It is.” “What are you doing here?” “Uh, well…” “He brought me some food the other day,” I lied. “You see, we were supposed to have a meeting on Tuesday, but because I didn’t feel well, I canceled. He felt bad for me and brought me food so I didn’t starve.” “Great minds think alike,” Pastor Kline said. “I told you, Dominic, that I could bring the containers to church with me Sunday,” I said, trying to act cool. “You didn’t have to come all this way.” “Well, I thought I’d just check in since I was in the neighborhood.” “Isn’t that nice,” Pastor Kline said. “Seeing someone who has only started to become a part of our family already making connections.” “Great connections,” Dominic said, passing me a quick wink. “Well, thank you, Pastor Kline,” I said, pulling the container of soup into my apartment. “I’ll see you Sunday.” “Sounds good, Will,” he said, leaving my door. He watched as Dominic continued forward. Dominic and I mimed a conversation until Pastor Kline was out of sight. “That could have been bad,” Dominic said. “I thought he was you,” I said. “We don’t look alike,” he said. “I mean, he’s good looking and all…” “I answered the door like this,” I said, stepping out to show him the lone jock strap. “Fuck,” he said, smiling. “How much did he see?” “Everything,” I told him. “I lied and said I just wasn’t thinking clearly.” “That explains why he was so stunned.” “I’ve got to be careful,” I told him. Dominic followed me inside. “I was able to get you an appointment Sunday,” he told me as I placed the soup in the fridge. “After church, of course.” “What appointment?” “To see if you’re poz,” he said. “But I have the fuck flu,” I reminded him. “Still, we need to make sure.” “Wait,” I said. “I just said I didn’t want anyone to find out. How am I supposed to go to a doctor without everyone finding out? Everyone around here knows the church. They’ll recognize me. Everyone will find out.” “I got you an appointment with my doctor,” he said. “On a Sunday?” “He owes me a favor,” Dominic told me. “What kind of favor?” “I pozzed him,” he said. “See, this one’s him.” He pointed out one of the tally marks on his arm. “You pozzed your doctor?” “I pozzed him before he was my doctor,” Dominic said. “We met online. He was a chaser and wanted to get pozzed. I offered my services. After he told me he was a doctor, I figured it was better to have not only a gay doctor as a friend but also one that understands all the kinks guys like us enjoy. He won’t tell anyone.” “If you’re sure,” I said. “Alright. After church.” Dominic and I fucked several times before Sunday, even sneaking one in before church. We arrived in different cars so no one would suspect us. As I stood in the lobby greeting everyone, I shook his hand just as I did with everyone. Everyone looked at me like the good man they all wanted their sons to become as they got older. Little did they know that the mouth that was greeting them had been sucking a dick only an hour before, poz cum running down my throat and into my stomach. We got to the doctor’s office to find only one vehicle in the parking lot. Their sign said they were closed, but Dominic said a door in the back had been left unlocked for us. He guided me inside and into an exam room in which a man was sitting. “Dom,” he said, standing and shaking hands. “How are you?” “I’m good,” he said. “The business is doing well.” “I hope so,” he said. “I’m hoping to get in soon for another tattoo. And who is this?” “Sorry. This is Will. Will, this is Doctor Wade.” Doctor Wade was shorter than Dominic and I, but his body was muscular, showing that he spent a good amount of time working out. His grip nearly crushed my hand. He was handsome, blonde hair which was styled perfectly. His eyes were a pure blue. “It’s good to meet you, Will,” he said. “And don’t worry, Dominic already told me all about you being worried that I’d tell people about you. Don’t worry. I’m the picture of discretion.” “Thanks,” I said. “We better get started,” he said. “I’m going to be taking some blood samples from you. If you could just strip down.” Dominic took a seat as I removed my clothes. Once I got down to the jock strap, Doctor Wade stretched out a hand, waving for me to hand over the jock. “This thing has seen some action,” he said. “Do you mind?” “No,” I said, not knowing what he meant. Doctor Wade lifted the jock to his nose and breathed deep. Seeing this man inhale my cum along with every other odor helped shoot my dick straight up. “There’s nothing better,” he said, placing the jock down on one of the open chairs. “Looks like Dom has found himself a hung bottom.” He went to the counter and opened a drawer, extracting a short measuring tape. He ran it along my dick. “Eight inches. You tear up holes too?” “No,” I said. “Not yet,” Dominic added. Doctor Wade sat on a stool and examined my dick, moving down to my balls. “Not just a big dick. You’ve got large testicles. Is your dad this big?” “I’m not sure,” I said. “I’ve never seen him naked.” “You’re a genetics jackpot,” he said. “Brothers?” “Two,” I said. “How about them?” “Jay’s dick is smaller,” I said. “His is thicker, though. Zack’s is the same size as me.” “This is a family I’d like to meet,” Doctor Wade said. “Hop on the table and I’ll start getting samples.” Dominic watched as Doctor Wade collected his samples. Once they were taken, Doctor Wade left us in the room while he started the tests. “How do you feel?” Dominic asked. “A little nervous,” I said. “I don’t know why. I already know I’m poz.” “This’ll be the proof,” Dominic said. His hand had started rubbing his dick through his pants. As I watched, my own dick started to harden, standing at attention once more. I started running my hand along my shaft, a bead of precum collecting at the top. “We’ll have your results in a few minutes,” Doctor Wade said as he entered the room. He looked at Dominic and me, a smile filling his face. “You know, it’s been a while since I’ve been fucked. Are there any takers?” “How about Will?” Dominic suggested. “Me?” I asked. “But, I haven’t fucked anyone before.” “Then I’ll be your happy first,” Doctor Wade said. He was already unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a ripped chest beneath. He was hairless, his muscles clearly seen. As he removed his pants, I took the time to notice the tattoos on his body. There was a tribal tattoo on his shoulder while a scorpion tattoo was on his right peck. With his pants removed, he slipped out of his underwear, revealing a six inch dick which looked to be the same thickness of a soda can. He’d easily tear someone open from just his girth. Above his dick were the words, “Demon Dick” in cursive. “Let’s switch places,” he said. I climbed off the table, Doctor Wade taking my place. In his hand he held a bottle of lube and a popper vial. He squirted some of the lube in his hand and reached down to his ass, slathering his hole. He gave me the lube as he started taking hits off the poppers. I squirted some lube on my dick and made sure I was covered. “Fuck,” Doctor Wade said, finishing his hits. “Want some?” “Sure,” I said, taking the poppers. I inhaled, feeling the world spin and my body heat up. “Shove that huge dick inside me,” Doctor Wade said, spreading his cheeks. I’d never seen an asshole before. It looked so small. I couldn’t imagine anything fitting in there. I turned back to Dominic who was watching with interest. He nodded to me, his eyes directed to Doctor Wade’s hole. I tried to remember how Dominic had fucked me. I lined my dick up with Doctor Wade’s hole and slowly started to push inside, feeling slight resistance. “You’ll have to push harder than that,” Dominic said. “You can’t break me,” Doctor Wade told me. “Shove your cock into my hole. Give me your strain.” I did as I was told and shoved hard, my dick disappearing inside. Doctor Wade cried out, his hands tightening their grip on his ass. “Fuck, you’re huge!” “Are you alright?” I asked him. “Fuck, yeah I am,” he growled. “Come on. Fuck the shit out of me.” I pushed the remainder of my dick inside until my pubes met his ass. A wave of pleasure and warmth washed over me, my dick never feeling anything like it. I’d thought my hand could do the job. Turns out I had been wrong. Nothing felt like this. I pulled out slow and then pushed back in, trying to remember how I had seen them doing it in porn. I was clumsy at first, Dominic and Doctor Wade giving me orders. Soon, I was fucking Doctor Wade’s ass without a problem. “Fuck, you’re tearing me open,” he groaned. “I can feel you in my chest.” “Fuck, really?” I asked, wiping beads of sweat from my forehead. I could feel myself getting close. I looked back at Dominic and found him holding up his phone, recording us. “What are you doing, Will?” Dominic asked? “I’m fucking Doctor Wade,” I said, keeping my rhythm up. “And is this your first time fucking someone with your dick?” “Yes,” I said. “And what kind of cum are you going to shoot?” “Poz cum.” “And who pozzed you?” “You did, Daddy.” “And who else did I poz?” “You pozzed Doctor Wade.” “And now you’re giving him another round of poz cum?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Are you going to shoot?” Doctor Wade called, his hand jerking off his own dick. “I’m ready to cum.” “Almost,” I said, my thrusts quicker. “Fucking shoot in my hole,” Doctor Wade said. “Knock me up with your babies. Give me your poz cum. Infect me again.” “I’m infecting you with my poz cum.” “Do it. Shoot in me. Fuck, I’m cumming. I’m cumming!” Doctor Wade’s hole tightened around my dick, pulling me further inside him as ropes of cum shot out of his dick, splattering his face, chest, and abs. From his spasms my body shot into overdrive. “I’m cumming,” I cried, closing my eyes as the most powerful orgasm shook my body. My cock wouldn’t stop shooting into his ass, my cum flowing out of me like a faucet. I held onto Doctor Wade’s legs for support, my body shaking. “Fuck, it just keeps coming,” Doctor Wade said, looking down at me as my body continued to squirt more of my cum inside him. “You should have been a sperm donor.” “He’ll be donating his sperm,” Dominic said with a wicked smile. “It’ll be a little different than that, though.” Once my orgasm had ended, my cock slipped out of Doctor Wade’s ass, a drop of cum hanging from the head. Looking down, I realized I was seeing my cock for the first time being used as it was meant to be used. Doctor Wade climbed down from the table and handed me some wipes to clean myself up. He didn’t clean himself up, though. Instead, he left the room with my cum dripping out of his ass and his cum dripping down his body. “What’ll you do with that?” I asked Dominic, pointing at his phone. “I’m going to keep it so we can watch later,” he said. “Don’t worry. It won’t go online.” As I finished cleaning myself, I realized that there was a part of me that didn’t care if it was put online. There was a part of me that wanted other men to see me fucking someone like Doctor Wade. I wanted people to know that I had a huge dick and could keep cumming for what felt like an eternity. I wanted people to know. “Well,” Doctor Wade said, reentering the room. “I’ve got the results right here.” “And?” Dominic and I asked. “Congratulations,” Doctor Wade told us. “You’re positive. You’ve officially joined the brotherhood.” I turned to Dominic who was sporting the biggest smile I had ever seen anyone wear. He grabbed me and pulled me into a hug, holding my naked body close. “I’m so proud,” he whispered, kissing my cheek. “Now, you’ll have a piece of me with you forever.” “I’m yours forever,” I whispered back, meaning it.

I am the yin to your yang. I 😍😍😍 eating out a cumhole, especially when the cum is from other men. (I will eat mine out, but I prefer to eat other men's cum out.) About the only thing better than a preloaded hole is one that is overflowing with loads! I could definitely have an "arrangement" with a bottom who regularly brought me a cumhole to enjoy.... This pretty much describes me quite well. As a general rule, the hairier the hole, the more I get into eating it. But a smooth cumhole supersedes an unloaded hairy hole EVERY day of the week! And the more the bottom moans and squirms and lets me know he's enjoying what I'm doing, the longer I'll keep doing it!

Part Five: Will's Round 2 Once Dominic stopped shaking, he looked down at me as I continued cleaning the cum off my body. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he said. “Does Daddy’s Son like the taste of his own cum?” “I do, Daddy,” I said. “It tastes so good.” “In that case,” he said, “I’ve got something for you. Hold on.” Slowly, he pulled himself out of my ass and went to his desk. “First, I want to keep my cum inside you. You wouldn’t want to insult your Daddy by losing his cum, would you?” I shook my head, tilting my hips back, fearing his cum would pour out of my hole. He came back with a little device that looked like a weird triangle with a knob at the end. “This is a butt plug,” he said “It’ll keep everything where it needs to be. I’ll need to open your whole up again to get it in. This might hurt a bit. Your hole is tender from fucking.” As Dominic inserted his fingers, I felt a sharp pain. The cut must be opening again, I thought. It hurt worse this time, but seeing Dominic’s look of pride at sticking his fingers inside me made it all worth it. “Here it goes,” he said, shoving the butt plug into my ass. Feeling myself once again full brought about a sense of completion. It was as if I couldn’t live anymore without being filled. I waited as Dominic left the bedroom, returning a few moments later with a Tupperware container in one hand and a plastic water bottle in the other. In both there was something white, the container being solid while the plastic water bottle sloshed around. “Seeing as you like cum so much,” he said, opening the container, “I’ve got a treat for you.” “What is it, Daddy?” I asked. “Frozen cum,” he said. “I’ve been collecting cum from condoms I’ve found and I’ve frozen it in this container. What do you say, do you want to suck on it while I fuck you again?” “Are you ready to again?” I asked him. I looked down at his dick and saw it standing at the ready. I could also see cum still sticking to the head along with traces of blood. This worried me at first, but Dominic had warned me that bleeding sometimes happened. “Is it going to hurt again?” “I’ll use this,” he said, shaking the water bottle. “It’s some of my cum. I’ll use it as lube. Are you ready for round two?” While a part of me couldn’t imagine going again so soon, I saw my dick growing, ready for another round. “Fuck me again, Daddy,” I told him. “You’ve got it,” he said. He reached into the container and pulled out a large glob that looked like ice except for the white-yellow color. He lifted it up to his mouth and ran his tongue along the outside. “Cum tastes so fucking good. Here, this is for you.” I took the cum, struggling to hold it as it was both cold and slippery. A drop fell onto my chest, mixing into my chest hair. “Eat up quick,” Dominic said. “If you don’t, it’ll melt.” I brought the cum to my mouth and did as Dominic had done, running my tongue along the outside. Other than it being cold, it tasted just like my cum. I licked again and again, savoring the flavor. How had I gone twenty-nine years without knowing this taste? How had I jerked off so many times before without realizing the delicious miracle I’d been shooting into socks or down the drain? As I licked the cum, Dominic grabbed my legs and pulled them toward the ceiling. “Tilt your hips up again, Son. I’m going to take the butt plug out, but I don’t want any of my cum to slip out. That’s right. There you go. Let me see. Your hole’s staying open all by itself. That’s a good boy. Soon we’ll have your hole nice and open all the time, no lube needed. Alright, I’m going to pour some of my cum from the bottle into your hole, Son. Hold still while I work it inside of you. This may sting again. I’ll try to be careful.” I watched as he brought the bottle up to my raised ass and started pouring the cum into me. “That’s it. That’s going in nicely. I’m going to push some in, Son.” He worked his fingers inside of me, my hole stinging even more than before. “It hurts, Daddy,” I whined. “Take another hit,” he said. “But the cum.” “Put it on your chest and take a few hits,” he said. I did as I was told. After a few hits, the pain had lessened. Taking the cum, I found some of it had melted on my chest, joining the glob from before. “You don’t want to waste that cum,” he said. “Rub it into your chest hair. It’ll soak into your skin and make you strong.” “Alright, Daddy.” As I licked the cum with one hand holding the cold glob, I messaged the melted cum into my chest hair, slicking it around until I was covered. With my hand covered in cum, I reached down and rubbed it into my pubic hair. With the cum that melted on my face, I rubbed it into my stubble, making sure all my hair except for the hair on my head and in my armpits was covered in cum. “That’s hot, Son,” he said, lowering my legs. The water bottle was nearly empty. What remained he poured onto his cock which he started to rub until he was completely covered. “I’m not going to ease myself in this time, Son. I’m going to fuck hard from the start. Are you ready?” I nodded, not wanting to remove the cum from my mouth. “Round two,” he said, grabbing my ankles and shoving his dick inside. I cried out, stars appearing before my eyes. I nearly dropped the frozen cum as he slammed into me. As my cry died down, I could hear the sloshing of his dick as it pumped into my ass, his cum moving within my hole. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your hole is just as good as the first time. Maybe even better.” “Fuck me hard, Daddy.” “I will, Son. You’ll be full of my cum before the night’s over. Don’t worry. I won’t let you leave without your stomach being full of cum.” “Fill me, Daddy.” “I will, Son.” Dominic was slamming into me, resting my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, hovering over me, looking into my eyes. “Get a big glob of cum in your mouth and kiss me,” he said. I licked until I had a suitable amount and then placed it on my chest again, Dominic leaning in and kissing me. The cum mixed between our tongues, filling our mouths. His chest was pressing into the frozen cum, our combined body heat melting the cum over my body. By the time he was done, the cum had melted on my body, leaving me drenched. He ran his hand over my chest, stopping over my heart which was pounding. “This is forever,” he said. “Right here. Is that what you want? Do you want this forever?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, the smell of cum filling my mind. It’s all I could smell. It’s all I could taste. It’s all I could feel other than Dominic’s huge cock which was intensifying its thrusts. “Are you ready for load two?” “Give it to me, Daddy. Cum inside me again.” “What are you?” “I’m yours, Daddy.” “No,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “You’re my cumwhore. You’re my pig. You’re my deviant fuckhole that needs Daddy’s cum. Tell me. Tell me what you are.” “I’m your cumwhore. I’m your pig. I’m your deviant fuckhole that needs your cum.” “That’s right, Son. Here it comes.” He pushed inside one more time and then held me close, his cock pumping his cum into my ass. This time, my cock didn’t shoot any cum. This time, it was all about Daddy. As he came down from his high, he looked down at my cock and saw it still rock hard. Pulling himself out, Dominic pushed the butt plug back inside and lowered me down, sliding off the bed himself. He pulled the jock’s pouch down under my balls and held my cock at the base, angling it toward his mouth. He looked at me in the eye as he took the entirety of my cock down his throat. “Fuck,” I cried, my body shaking as he blew me. He ran his hand along my shaft as his mouth played with my head, licking my slit. “That’s right, baby. Give me your load. Give me your last clean load” My body tensed as my balls rose into my body, my cock pumping into his mouth. I came even more than before, more than I had ever in my life. As my last spurt ended, Dominic rose from my cock and grabbed the water bottle from before and brought it to his mouth, dribbling my cum inside. “We’ll save that for another time,” he said. “So, what did you think?” “That was… incredible,” I said, still trying to catch my breath. “Was it everything you wanted?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said. I sat up and moved my legs off the bed, Dominic’s hand reaching out and stopping me. “Where do you think you’re going?” “I was going to clean myself and go home,” I said. “You aren’t cleaning yourself,” Dominic said. “And you aren’t going home. Not tonight. I want you to sleep here with me.” “Really?” He nodded. “I want to give you two more loads before you leave tomorrow morning. I’ll let you rest tonight, but tomorrow morning, I’m opening you up again.” I smiled, happy that he wanted me to stay. I crawled back on the bed and laid back. I watched as Dominic took the water bottle with my cum inside back out of the room, returning later wearing a new jock strap. He climbed into bed next to me, slipping the jockstrap I had on off and wiping it across my chest, collecting the remaining cum. Once the fabric was soaked through, he slipped it back on me. He moved me to my side and pressed himself against my back, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so warm. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. Dominic fucked me twice the next morning. By the time I left, we had both cum two more times. Both of my loads he collected and added to the water bottle from the night before. I asked him what he was going to do with it, and he told me that I’d find out eventually. I left with the butt plug in my ass while I was also wearing the jockstrap from the night before under my clothes, my boxers staying with Dominic. “You can get them the next time you’re here,” he said. “When will that be?” I asked. “I’ll be out of town later this week for a convention,” he told me. “There’s a tattoo convention that I’ve been dying to go to for years. I’ll be back sometime late next week.” “I’ll see you then,” I told him. “Yes you will,” he said. “Keep the plug in for a while.” “Why?” “Just trust me,” he said. As the elevator stopped, the doors opened and I found a man standing inside. Upon seeing me, his eyes got wide and a huge smile filled his face. “I don’t fucking believe it,” he said. “He actually did it.” “Did what?” I asked. “Who are you?” “Dominic told me he was inviting a pastor over to his apartment. I’m guessing you’re him.” “Uh, yeah. I am.” The man’s smile grew. “He fucked you.” “What? How do you know that?” “Honey, I know the walk of shame when I see it.” The elevator doors closed, and we waited as it descended. “So,” he said, “how was it?” I blushed. “It was good.” “Just good?” “It was incredible,” I told him. “Not that I have anything to compare it to.” “Shut the fuck up,” he said. “You’re not telling me that was your first time getting fucked by a guy, are you?” “It was my first time, period,” I told him. “Why am I telling you this?” The doors opened and I left him standing stunned. I went to my car and climbed in, finding my ass hurting from being fucked. I checked my phone, having forgotten to check it last night. There was a voicemail from Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. It’s Mark. I just wanted to ask if you spoke any more with Dominic Moore? I saw you still talking with him when I left, and I just wanted to know if you were able to get any further with him? Give me a call when you can.” I dialed his number and waited. “Hello, this is Pastor Kline,” he said. “Hi, Mark. It’s Will.” “Will, how are you?” “I’m good,” I told him. “I just heard your message. Sorry, I was busy last night.” “That’s fine,” he said. “So, did you go any further with Mr. Moore?” “We did,” I told him, grinding my ass on my seat, feeling the butt plug pressing against my prostate. “I think it’s the start of a great friendship.” Almost two weeks passed with little happening. I left the butt plug in like Dominic said, taking it out only when I finally had to shit. When I pulled it out over the toilet, I was shocked by the amount of cum that came rushing out. I was also surprised by the color. It was a deep pink. I moved my hand back and touched my hole, cringing at the soreness. Looking at my fingers, I could see the pink cum and bits of blood. I tried to calm myself. Dominic said this happens. Just keep cool. Everything is fine. I cleaned myself and threw my clothes in my hamper, keeping the jockstrap hanging in the bathroom. Dominic wanted me to let the cum from the night before to dry on it. He also wanted me to jerk off twice a day until I saw him again, making sure each load ended up in the jockstrap. I was more than willing to take these orders. At work, I couldn’t think of anything but Dominic. All I wanted was to feel him inside of me. Every night I jerked off thinking about him. Each morning I jerked of wishing he was next to me. On Wednesday as I was in my office, I found myself rubbing my cock through my pants. Slowly, I unbuttoned my pants and unzipped, reaching inside and pulling out my cock. I started pumping, getting hard immediately. I didn’t have the jockstrap with me, but I needed to cum. I blew my load on my shirt, leaning back in my seat until I could regain my breath. I opened my drawer to retrieve my spare shirt but realized I hadn’t replaced it from the last time. I sat in my office with my cum drying on my shirt. What was I supposed to do? I closed up shop and snuck through the church, racing to my car before anyone could see me.

Part 3: What Will Wants I checked the text message from Dominic to the apartment building I was parked outside of. It was a match. It was a nice building, proving that Dominic’s business must have been doing well if it allowed him to afford a place here. I rung his apartment number, waiting for a response. “Hello?” came a voice. “Hi,” I said, sounding like a kid trying to sell cookies. “It’s Pasto… I mean, It’s Will Ryder.” “Hey, Will. Right on time. I’ll buzz you up.” As I entered the elevator, I found myself feeling nervous. Was it my dream returning to mind? Was it the thought of beling alone with this man, this stranger? I tried to shake off my nerves. I knocked on Dominic’s door and waited, stepping back as it opened, and a nearly naked Dominic stood in front of me. His chest was bare with only a towel covering his lower half. I could now see all his tattoos and his hairy chest. I flashed back to the dream I had had, seeing him on top of me, feeling him inside of me, and I could instantly feel my cock starting to grow. “Sorry,” he said, smiling. “I just got out of the shower when I buzzed you up. I haven’t been able to get dressed yet.” “That’s no problem,” I said, trying to collect myself. “I go to the gym. It’s not like anything I haven’t already seen.” “Glad to hear it,” he said, stepping aside and welcoming me in. “I’m about to start the steaks. There’s beer in the fridge. If you’d like some wine, I have some in the chiller beneath.” “I don’t drink,” I told him. “Really? Not at all?” I shook my head. “Well, there’s always water.” He told me, but I almost missed it as my eyes wandered down to his treasure trail where a tattoo was just hidden by his towel. “Is water okay?” he asked. “Yeah,” I told him. “Thanks.” “I’ll go and change and be right back,” he said, disappearing down a hall. I wandered around his apartment, noticing drawings on the walls of what I assumed were tattoo ideas. They were detailed and showed a lot of skill. “Do you like them?” Dominic asked, entering back into the apartment fully clothed. “They’re great,” I told him. “You’re really talented.” “Thanks. Do you have any tattoos?” I shook my head. “I almost did when I was in college, but I chickened out.” “Not a fan of needles?” “I just wasn’t sure about doing something that would be so permanent,” I told him. “Plus, what would I get that I know I’d want for the rest of my life?” “There’s always something,” he said. “You just haven’t found it yet.” I turned to him and found him smiling at me. He tilted his head and looked me over, waiting several seconds before saying, “I’ll get the steaks going. How you like your meat cooked?” “Well done.” I told him. He snickered. “What?” “Nothing,” he said. “I’m just on the opposite end. I like it raw.” “Not too raw,” I told him. “That’s unhealthy.” “A bit,” he said, opening the fridge where he removed a packet of steaks and a bottle of beer. “It’s still better.” I’d never had a better steak in my life. We sat at his table talking, comparing our time at college. “I left after freshman year,” Dominic said. “School just wasn’t for me.” “College isn’t for everyone,” I told him. “Did you always want to be a pastor?” he asked. I waited a few seconds before saying, “Yeah. I did.” “That didn’t sound convincing,” I shrugged. “My dad is a pastor, so I always knew what I was going to do.” “But did you really want to be a pastor?” “I… I don’t know. I think so. I mean, I don’t have anything else I’m good at.” “I’m sure that’s not true,” he said. “Maybe there’s something you’re good at that you haven’t tried yet.” “Like what?” I asked. He took a sip of his beer, finishing the bottle. “I’m going to get another one. Are you sure you don’t want one?” “I’ve never had a beer,” I told him. “Well, now’s the time,” he said, taking out two beers. He took them to the counter and opened them. “Do you want a glass or just from the bottle?” “I don’t know,” I told him. “Whatever you think, I guess.” He came back with two bottles and handed me one. I smelled it and cringed. “It’s like vinegar.” “You get used to the taste,” he said. I took a sip and cringed. “That’s really strong.” Dominic smiled. “Keep going. You’ll grow to like it.” I took another sip, finding it easier to drink but still bitter. “Are you dating anyone?” Dominic asked, taking another sip of his beer. I shook my head. “Not since college.” “Why not?” I took another drink of the beer, finding the taste growing on me. “It ended so badly that I didn’t want to get hurt again.” “That’s reasonable,” Dominic said. “What happened?” “She cheated on me,” I said. Dominic whistled. “That’s how it goes, isn’t it? They’re fucking someone else while they’re fucking you.” “Not exactly,” I said, drinking more beer. “What do you mean?” “We never…” I said, trailing off. “Never?” Dominic said. “Have you… have you ever fucked someone?” I shook my head. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said. “How has someone that looks like you not fucked anyone?” “I’m waiting until marriage,” I told him. Dominic started laughing. “Are people still doing that?” “I want my first time to be with someone that I love,” I told him. “It’s special.” “Sex is sex,” he said. “It only carries weight if you want it to. I fucked a guy last night, and it didn’t mean anything.” I stopped drinking the beer, nearing the bottom. “You’re gay?” “I thought you knew that.” I shook my head. “Does it matter?” “No,” I said, feeling slightly uncomfortable having walked in on him as he stood in a towel. Now we were having dinner together. “Did you think this was a date?” I asked him. “No,” he said. He waited a moment before asking, “would it be awful if I had?” “I’m not gay,” I told him. “Not even bi?” “No,” I told him. “I’m straight.” “You could have fooled me,” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked. I was starting to feel the beer as my head swam. “I saw the way you looked at me when I opened the door.” “You were in a towel,” I reminded him. “You surprised me, that’s all.” “And all the other times you looked me over?” he asked. I sat quietly, looking down at my beer. How did he know? I’d never had a gay thought about anyone before, and the first time I do, he somehow knows about it? “I’m not judging you,” Dominic said. “I’m flattered. A hot guy like you staring at me is an honor.” “You think I’m hot?” Dominic nodded. “If it wasn’t for the whole, waiting until you’re married thing, I’d try to have you right here, right now. But, like you said, you’re not gay.” I sat quietly, thinking about my dream and everything Dominic had said about me. I’d never wondered if I was gay before. It never occurred to me that I could be. Not until I saw Dominic did I start to have these feelings, feelings I wasn’t able to understand fully. Maybe Dominic understood more than I knew. Maybe he could understand what I was feeling and why. My head swam as I tried to figure things out. I finished my beer. “How would I know?” I asked. “How would you know what?” “If I was gay,” I told him. “How would I know?” “It’s not that complicated,” he told me. “Have you ever thought about a guy in a sexual way? That’s a basic clue.” I stared at him for several moments until nodding. “Really?” he said. “Who?” I tried to take another drink of my beer, remembering that it was finished. “You,” I finally said. “Me?” Dominic said, the word hanging between us. “You thought about me?” “I had a dream,” I told him. “When was this?” “A week ago,” I said. “Tonight.” He smiled. “And what were we doing?” he asked, standing up and taking my empty bottle. He went to the fridge and grabbed more. “Do I really have to say it?” I asked him. “You know it was sexual.” “There’s a ton of things we could have been doing,” he said, handing me a bottle. “For my own gratification, I want to narrow it down.” “I shouldn’t be talking about this,” I told him. “This is wrong.” “And yet,” he said, nodding down to my crotch. I looked down and could see my pants starting to tent. I moved to cover myself, but I knew it was too late. Just thinking about telling him was making me hard. I could feel my heart starting to race, my skin feeling flushed. It was getting hot in the apartment. “We were having sex,” I told him. “What kind?” “I don’t know.” “You’ve got to have seen some porn,” he said. “Come on. What position were we in?” I racked my brain for the name. “Missionary.” “Missionary for the pastor,” Dominic said. “That’s fitting. Who was on top?” “What?” “You really don’t know anything, do you?” he said. “Who had a dick in their ass? Me or you?” I drank more of my beer, feeling hotter every second. “I did.” Dominic smiled. “You dreamt of me fucking you,” he said. “The day we met. You dreamt of me fucking your hole.” “Can you please stop saying that?” “How did it feel?” he asked. “It didn’t actually happen,” I reminded him. “But how do you remember thinking it felt? Did you think it felt good? Did you like it?” “I don’t know,” I told him. “I woke up before anything really happened.” His smile faded a bit. “What happened? Why did you wake up?” “I had a wet dream,” I said. “Sounds like your subconscious is trying to tell you something,” he said, standing up from his chair. “Sounds like, even on our first day of meeting, you knew you wanted me. That’s hot. You’re a man who knows what he wants.” “I don’t, though,” I stressed. “I don’t know what I want.” “Your dick says otherwise.” “It doesn’t mean anything,” I told him. “But it could,” he said. He came around the table and stood in front of me. With his crotch nearly eye level, I could see a bulge forming in his pants. Without realizing, I licked my lips. “I know how to know for sure whether or not you’re gay.” “And how’s that?” I asked. I must have been fuming as my body continued to feel as if I was overheating. “Kiss me,” he said. “What?” “Kiss me,” he repeated. “Kiss me, and if you don’t feel something, you can go home right now and forget all about me. I won’t see you again. I promise. But, if you do feel something, you have to see where it takes you. Deal?” My anger was rising, leading to a hasty decision. Whatever reasoning I normally had was gone. I stood up and faced him, Dominic puffing out his chest slightly. He wrapped a hand around me, pressing his palm to the small of my back. He pushed me toward him, his other hand reaching up to my face, feeling my stubble. Our eyes met, and all my anger subsided. He brought my face toward his, his mouth opening to receive mine. My eyes closed slightly, but my other senses were heightened as I felt his tongue enter my mouth, tasting me and me him. Our bodies were pressed against each other, our growing bulges rubbing. As we kissed, my dream was awoken, playing again in my mind. Now I could feel him against me for real. I could smell his skin. It was intoxicating. He leaned back and looked me in the eye. “So?” he said. “What did you think?” Without hesitation, I reached out and grabbed his face, pulling him back in for another kiss. I wanted to explore every part of him. I needed him closer to me. I needed him to bridge whatever gap existed between us. I needed him… inside me. “Fuck me,” I whispered, breaking the kiss. “What did you say?” Dominic asked. “I said, fuck me,” I told him. “But we aren’t married,” he joked. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I stopped and thought about it, really considering what it was that I was asking him. A week ago, I would have thought I was crazy saying that I wanted this man, a near stranger, to fuck me. Now, it’s all I wanted. “Yes,” I told him. “I want you to fuck me.” Dominic smiled. “Alright,” he said. “But, if we do this, you have to listen to everything I say. Do you understand. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it. No matter what it is. That’s the deal. If you want me to fuck you, I’m in charge. Understand?” “I…” I started, finding a moment of uncertainty. “If you want this, there’s no going back,” he said. “You have to be sure.” I shook my head, a rush filling my mind. “Will,” Dominic said. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” I told him, wanting my clothes off that instant. “Then follow me,” he said, grabbing my arm and guiding me away from the table and down the hall. We passed a door on the right which was closed and then stopped at the room at the end where I could see his unmade bed. He led me inside and turned to me. “Last chance to leave,” he said. I shook my head and started to unbutton my shirt. Dominic smiled and then did the same, pulling off his shirt and revealing his hairy chest and sexy tattoos. With my shirt off, Dominic reached out and pulled me close to him, running his hands through my chest hair and pinching my nipples. I gasped, never feeling something this erotic in my entire life. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded. “I’ve just never…” “I keep forgetting you’re a virgin,” he said, smiling. He kissed my neck and then moved down to my chest, stopping at my nipple which he bit. “What are you—” “I said you need to do what I want you to do,” Dominic said. “This is a part of that. We’re going to do things tonight that will push you, but it’ll all be worth it in the end. By tomorrow morning, you’ll be converted. Is that what you want?” I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his heart beating. His chest hair curled over my fingers, as if his body was pulling me into him. “I want you,” I said. “I want it. I want everything.” He took my chin and pulled me in for a kiss. “You’ll get it,” he said. I smiled.

PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?