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I was visiting Vancouver, Canada(I live in Ontario) and I was scrolling through the 'most woofed' on Scruff enjoying the eye candy. Of course I always check to see if they bb. I fall a little bit in love with all who do. OK, not love, but definitely lust. A message from a profile with no picture arrived on my screen. "Hi". So I check out the anonymous profile. 29 years old. Hairy. Into daddy's. Even though it says he prefers condoms I decide to humor him. "Hi back son." I type. Immediately I can see he's typing. When they are short messages why does it feel like forever for the message to arrive? "Hi Daddy" followed by the cutest picture of him lying down cuddling a teddy bear. He's fully clothed... wtf! But he is very cute with a dark complexion and he sent the picture without being asked so it's my turn to type. "Sexy pic son, thanks. Would you like to see daddies private pics? Warning, they are NSFW." " Yes daddy! please!!!!!" I send a pic of me standing naked on a Mexican beach, one of my raging hard cock, one of me sucking my Brazilian fuck buddy's cock, and one of that same fuck buddies raw cock up my ass. Oh, and my favorite, my hole dripping a fresh load out of it." He's quick to respond. "You need to put your big cock in my mouth. And then I need your big daddy dick in my ass." I set him straight right away; "And you can put your raw cock in my ass, son." "But I only bottom daddy. Do you ever top? I need you to fuck my boy hole." My response; "Only at the end of a bathhouse visit, and preferably, when I have a few guys loads painting my gut walls 💦💦💦💦💦"(I love using emogies in chats) He sends a number of messages before I can respond From him in quick succession;"So you do play bb daddy." "I need you to breed me with your big raw cock." "I want you to be my poz daddy." (I guess he'd gone back to read my profile more closely. Either that or he just wanted to ease into this topic. ) I looked more closely at his profile and there it was, "chaser". So I wrote back; "I hadn't looked closely enough. I see you are a chaser 💦💦☣️💦💦💦☣️💦💦💦💦☣️" "You want me to fuck you raw and shoot my poz cum in your neg boy hole?" "You want me to infect you with my toxic poz cum?" "Yes daddy, and then you will own me. I'll be your slave. You can do whatever you want with me then. Take me away from my vanilla boring daddy. He's on PreP, but I'm not. He brings guys home to fuck me. But I want you to be my poz daddy. I want you to own me. " "Have you been a bad boy son? Have you let men breed your sweet young ass?" "Yes daddy. My boyfriend brings them home to me. But I assume he checks them out. Makes sure their safe. But I don't take PreP and I want your poz babies to get into my blood stream. Then I'll be yours forever. I've never cheated on him but I want to with you." Your getting the picture, he just went on begging me over and over to gift him and claim him as my slave. He wasn't about to take no as an answer. Even when I told him; " I'm not toxic. I have no intention of going off my medication. I don't want a slave. " "I beg you daddy. What about a blood slam. Put your tainted blood right into my veins. I need to be pozzed by you so badly. " I found his begging so fuckin hot that I started tantalizing him. "If I were going to poz you son, make you my slave, the first thing I'd order you to do is dump your boyfriends PreP and fill his bottles with dud pills. When the PreP is out of his system introduce me to him. Let me seduce him into a threesome. Let him breed me in front of you. Then I'll tell him real men take it up the ass. He'll protest but together we'll be persuasive. He'll agree to let me put the tip in, I'll lie and promise not to cum. When I'm close you'll help me hold him down until I blast poz cum into his negative macho ass. You'll help me stealth your boyfriend. " The kid ate this up. He loved it! He sank right into my dark fantasy. This egged him on and he begged me relentlessly to drop my meds and gift him. This turned me on with it's deep perversion. I decided maybe it was time to meet in person. I told him I would under two conditions. 1) He bb fuck me first. 2) He pump two of his boy negative loads into me before I 'poz' him. He was too caught up in his own excitement to remember I'm undetectable. I wasn't about to remind him if I was going to get his loads. ... to be continued

Once again, thanks for all the feedback and responses. You all have no idea how nice it is to get input from other people. Same with the support from those who understand how writing on here can get sometimes. As for those not into smoking, I get it. Once I am done writing this story, I will try and make a modified version without it if I get enough people wanting it. It's not everyone's cup of tea as it were, however, I also write for another site dedicated solely to that fetish. As it stands right now, I just don't have enough time to write two separate versions. Anyway, this update is the longest one yet at over 3200 words, and almost 8500 words total for the story so far. Kudos to anyone who can guess what's going on at the end of it. I hope you all enjoy. -------- Part 4: Descent into Madness Mike slowly led around the club, stopping occasionally to chat with random guys, whispering things to them or smacking their asses. I stood back, only barely feeling awkward as I continued taking regular inhales on the red in my mouth. I was amazed at the number of smokers in the club; nearly every single guy was smoking. Random guys walking past, puffing away on cigarettes or cigars. A few even would give me a nod or even cop the occasional feel. After a while, I finished the cigarette, dropped it to the ground, and crushed it out as I had seen many of the other guys doing. Finally, we made our way back to the locker room. I looked at Mike quizically, only getting a smile from him before he led me to his locker. “Got to get some more stuff from my locker, pig,” he said, as we walked over to the opposite side of the locker room. Rounding the corner, I suddenly had to stop in my tracks. Fuck. Not two lockers away from Mike’s was what had to be both my worst nightmare and best dream. Christopher Greyson. We shared three classes at the community college, and he always to me came off as kind of a slacker, mostly a frat boy douchebag, and until this moment, very much straight. He stood well over 6 foot tall, with jet black hair, warm brown eyes, a full beard, muscled, and with his always present backward baseball cap. I was amazed, honestly. He had a body to die for and was hands down the most popular guy in the school. Although I knew he had a few tattoos, which would stick out from the sleeves of his t-shirts in class, I was impressed at how many he had all over his body, with quite a few peeking out from under the top of his still-present jeans. This frankly annoying asshole was honestly everything I strove to be, and the main character in more than a few of my jerkoff fantasies. For the last two months, he’d been a royal pain in my ass, as we were stuck in a group Econ project together. The bastard was notorious for not showing up to group meetings, tended to be a bit of an asshole whenever someone asked him someone, and yet somehow he was near the top of the class with me. It was people like him who annoyed me the most in class, able to skirt by with the minimum and still excel. Whereas I had to put in a real effort to get to the top of the class. I was snapped back to reality as Mike turned around, let out a quick whistle, and pointed to the bench in front of him. “Oy, pig,” he said, looking at me and then back down at the bench, “Take a seat for a few minutes.” Nervously, I walked over and took a seat, accepting the red he was holding out, and took a deep inhale as he lit it. He then turned around and began rummaging around in the locker, grabbing different things and putting them in a small leather knapsack, his body hiding everything from view. I sat there in silence, smoking as I took the occasional peek at Chris. I jumped as Mike suddenly broke the silence. “See you made it out tonight, fucker,” he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. At first, I was confused, not understanding what he meant by what he said. That was until Chris suddenly replied. “Fuck yeah, been waiting all month for this,” Chris replied, his deep voice ringing out. How does he know Mike, I wondered to myself, my mind truly blank as to how this would be. Chris is straight, or I thought he was. And yet, here he is, in a gay sex club, talking with the man who had just pissed down my throat like they did this every week. “Heh, I see you once again got the freshest piece of meat,” Chris continued, looking over at me. Surely, he didn’t recognize me, even if we were in the same group. Or rather, shared three classes. “Was practically drooling over me, bud,” Mike replied, lighting up another red as he casually started jacking his cock, “Great cock sucker and piss guzzler.” “Nice, hot fuck from the sound of it,” Chris said, looking at me with a slight smirk as the two of them kept talking, almost as if I were a piece of furniture. I had to admit I’d rather him treating me like that instead of him recognizing me. The thought of someone from my regular life seeing me like this was not something I imagined in my fantasies. Part of me suddenly even wished I were dreaming. To have Chris fucking Greyson be here… I wasn’t sure how I felt. “Pig wants the full experience,” Mike continued, blowing out a cloud of smoke at Chris, “Practically a smoke virgin. Decided he wants everything. Ass gaped, dripping with cum.” “Damn, that IS hot,” Joey replied, rubbing his dick through his jeans for a moment before reaching into the locker and pulling out a leather harness, “I’m guessing anyone can have a crack at him tonight?” “I get first dibs on his ass,” Mike said, taking another drag on his cigarette, “But yeah, this pig is gonna take a load from everyone here tonight. But I suppose if you wanted, you could keep him company and sample his mouth before that happens, I'd be willing to share just this once.” “Oh?” Chris asked, a grin breaking out on his face as I involunarily let out a gulp, almost dropping the cigarette out of my mouth as I head what Mike suggested. “Yeah, got an errand to run for a second,” Mike answered, “And I got a favor to ask you in exchange too.” With that, I couldn’t hear anything as Mike leaned in and whispered to Chris for what felt like forever. I could only stare, watching as whatever Mike was saying to Chris caused him to grin and look down at me on the bench. Chris whispered something back, and Mike then turned to me. “Pig boy,” he said, running his hand through my hair as he pulled my already spent cigarette out of my mouth, “I expect you to take really good care of Chris here.” I could only nod, inwardly thankful he was only referring to me as random titles and not my real name. Chris would definitely recognize me if he did. “I want you to get a load of his thick cum down your gullet by the time I get back,” Mike said, gripping my hair tight in his hand as he spoke, “If I come back and his balls aren’t drained, then you’ll have shown me you aren’t ready for everything this place has to offer. Understood?” I nodded silently, and Mike released my hair. “Good boy,” he said, turning back to Chris, “Want anything before I go?” Chris thought for a second before replying. “Hmm, you got any of those Ogres left,” Chris asked, his attention now on securing the leather harness to his body, “That one the other day was amazing.” “You know it, you sexy little fuck,” Mike growled, turning back to his locker and pulling out a large green and brown cigar, “Already prepped. Need a light?” Grabbing the cigar, Chris ran it under his nose, inhaling deeply. “Nah,” he said, smiling as he reached into his own locker and pulled out a rather complex-looking lighter, “Thanks, Uncle.” Mike nodded and turned around, walking away. It took a second for my brain to process the last thing that was said, the wheels spinning in place as the idiom goes. “Fucking love these,” Chris said, expertly lighting the large ringed cigar in his mouth, bringing the tip to life and glowing a bright cherry red. Suddenly, it clicked into place in my mind. Chris’ uncle was Mike. Mike was Chris’s uncle. The similarities were impossible to miss. Chris could almost be a younger clone of Mike if I was honest. Why hadn’t I seen it? Chris clicked off the flame of the lighter, and taking a big puff, pulled the cigar out of his mouth, blowing the smoke at the tip, causing the flame that now was flickering on the tip to be snuffed out. “Much better,” Chris sighed, bringing the cigar back into the corner of his jaw, “Even better that I’ll be having Dillan Vincent, Mister Top of the Class himself, sucking my fat cock and swallowing my load.” Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, my mind screamed, Of course he knows exactly who I am. So much for getting to live out my dream incognito. Fuck! “Can’t say I’m not surprised you're a little cock sucking whore,” Chris said, “But at least I'm lucky to have the pleasure of sampling that pert little ass I’ve seen nearly every day of the semester.” “Look, Chris, I…. I’m just gonna go,” I said, no longer able to look him in the eye, shame and embarrassment flooding my body, “Just please don’t… don’t tell people as school.” Chris laughed to himself. Of course, the asshole is going to tell everyone. Maybe I could just take the rest of my classes pass/fail. Switch to a different class. Or maybe a different school in a different state. "Seriously, just... please..." I said, the overwhelming feeling of dejection taking me over. “Dude, fucking relax,” he said, taking a puff and blowing a cloud of smoke in my face, “You look like you’re gonna die or something. I’m just… well, I guess pleasantly shocked. Never took you, Mr. Teachers Pet, as a cum pig.” I couldn’t look up as he spoke. What was I thinking? How could I ever think I’d be able to do this tonight. “Seriously, don’t worry fucker,” Christ said, resting a hand on my shoulder, “It’s not like I’m gonna share this with anyone at school. I got a reputation to uphold as well." "This place is like Vegas in a way. What happens here, stays here. Well, mostly," he cotninued to muse out loud, I"n a way I guess? Some of it follows you out there, in more than one way. But yeah. Don't worry, we're cool.” I could only nod in agreement. Yeah, I guess it would be just as bad for him if he said something. “Hey, seriously though,” Chris said, moving his hand to my hair and pulling my head back to look up, “What Uncle Mike said… he wasn’t kidding.” I stared blankly at him, not sure where he was going. He began to unbutton his jeans, “If you really are wanting what he said... he’s gonna expect that you’ll have sucked me off by the time he gets back. We got some time, but… well, I think you need to get sucking. He really will kick you to the curb if you don’t follow instructions. And he kind of rules this place.” With that, Chris pulled his jeans off, revealing even more tattoos. One in particular, prominently placed just above his huge, semi-hard cock, got my attention the most. Tossing his jeans in the locker, he turned around and grabbed his dick, shaking it at me as it continued to grow and harden. “Like what you see,” he asked, taking a puff on his cigar, blowing a thick cloud down at his now-massive thick cock. It easily had to be 11 inches long in my estimate, and easily as thick as a soda can. Jesus, I thought to myself, life isn’t fair sometimes. Hung like a god damn donkey and a perfect body? “They used to call me Beer Can in high school,” Chris explained, gently tugging at the massive hunk of meat between his legs, “Also the odd Salami and Horse Cock.” “I… um, I can definitely tell why,” I said quietly, amazed and somewhat jealous. I watched as Chris took a huge puff on the cigar, clearly inhaling the smoke, and pulled it out of his mouth, rubbing the head of the cigar along the tattoo on his pelvis. “You know what this means, I hope” he asked, thick smoke drifting slowly out of his mouth as he spoke, “Cause this is your last warning. Most everyone here is part of the club.” I stared at the inky black trefoil design, artistically designed to have trails of inky rolling down the flat planes of his lower abdomen, surrounded by multiple colors in an almost rainbow pattern around it in a haze. I nodded and slowly reached out, tracing a few fingers across the edges, tracing the pattern. “It’s... uh... one of the reasons why I came,” I said in a low and quiet tone, amazed at myself for being able to form the words. Stepping closer, Chris began dragging the head of his giant cock across my lips, moving his hand to the top of my head. Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and pulled back hard, causing me to yelp. “Fucking good answer, you little pig fuck,” he said, putting the cigar back in his mouth and taking a few puffs, “Open that dirty piss mouth of yours. I got a gift for it.” I complied and both saw and felt as he blew a massive cloud of smoke in my mouth. I inhaled, taking the smoke deep in my lungs. Chris let out a satified growl and smiled before spitting in my still open mouth. “I’m gonna love helping Uncle Mike break you in tonight,” Chris said, spitting again in my mouth before releasing my hair and shoving the cigar into the corner of his mouth. I felt as he put his hand back on my head and guided me onto his throbbing and now leaking cock. Slowly, I sucked it into my mouth, letting him snake his cock into my mouth and throat, trying to relax and breath as he plunged deeper, slowly working himself deep into my throat, essentially choking me. “Fucking hell,” he groaned, cigar smoke drifting out of his mouth, “Take my horse dick down that throat, you nasty piece of shit. Your piss gullet is so warm and tight.” I willed myself not to gag or throw up, letting my throat relax as best I could, secretly glad I had practiced with a huge dildo for the last few months. Slowly, he bottomed out and began pulling out, causing me to let out a tiny moan as he did. I slowly looked up as he pulled out. “Sweet fucking throat man,” he groaned, wrapping his hands around my throat, feeling himself sliding around in it, “Gonna love dumping a massive load of my potent baby makers down it and feed you. Gonna fill you up with as much of my spunk as I can tonight. And you're gonna take every last drop of them, aren't you?” I gave a slight nod, relaxing as he has he arched his head back, and grabbed my head with both hands. Slowly, he began to pick up pace, firmly fucking my head in a steady rhythm. “Take my fuck stick pig,” he said, pumping harder and faster, his balls beginning to slap against my chin, “Gonna fill your stomach with my special protein shake so you have plenty of energy for every slut here to breed you tonight.” I began to occasionally gag and he repeatedly bottomed out in my throat, causing me to grab onto his firm butt to steady myself. My throat began to feel slightly sore and stretched out at the assault he was laying into my face. “Can’t wait to dive into your sloppy hole later and destroy your guts with my giant cock,” he muttered, “Gonna shove every load you take deep inside your pristine hole and wreck it. Help feed you smoke all night and watch as you clean every fucking cock in this place after they squirt freely inside you.” I could feel my dick, still trapped in the cage, try and harden at the dirty things Chris was saying. “So fucking hot a preppy little fucker like you wants to be a part of this,” he growled, his dick sliding even faster in my mouth and throat, “Watch every dirty fucker in here have a turn on you. No loads refused.” I let out an involuntary moan, partly out of frustration at not being able to touch my dick for relief, but also in agreement at the perverted things he was saying. “Shit, I’m getting close,” he said suddenly, puling out of my mouth with and audible slurp. I coughed and drooled slightly, trying to reacclimate to not having his monster cock deep in my gullet. “Open up your mouth and start sucking on my dickhead, you fucker,” Chris said, puffing away on the cigar, his dick bouncing in front of me as he began jacking his cock hard and fast in front of my face, “I want to see you taste every drop of my dirty smoker cum.” I took the head of his cock into my mouth and began to nurse on it. “Fuck, I’m gonna shoot any second you little bitch boy,” he growled, his right hand hold my head in place as his left hand continued jacking himself off. I began trying to fuck his dickhole with my tongue. “Fuck, yeah, take it, oh…” he said, his body starting to tense up, muscles straining as he fought against his pending orgasm. Suddenly, I felt the first shot of cum flooding my mouth hard and fast. I began to swirl my tongue around, swallowing at the same time as he began to flood my mouth. “Shit, ugh, mmm, aaaagh,” he babbled incoherently, as his orgasm continued to flood my mouth. I was slightly shocked at how much cum he was shooting. Eventually, his orgasm slowed down to a mere dribble. Chris let out a low sigh, his legs slightly shaking. He slowly pushed me off his cock, and pulled up on the front of my harness to his level. “God DAMN, you give amazing head,” he remarked, pulling the half-smoked cigar out of his mouth as he pulled me into a half embrace. “Thanks,” I said breathlessly, unable to come up with a better answer as oxygen slowly flooded back into my brain after getting choked on the beast between his legs. “Come here,” he demanded, pulling me closer, “I want to swap smoke with you and taste myself in your mouth, you sexy fucking pig.” Slowly, he took a huge inhale off of the smoldering cigar, and locking lips with me, forced the smoke into me, running his tongue around in my mouth. We continued this for a few minutes, swapping smoke and making out. Suddenly, I felt a strange hand slowly begin to work itself in between my asscheeks. Breaking away, I tried to turn my head. “Don’t worry about him,” Chris said, pulling my face back to him, “Just relax and let him get you ready for tonight.” Slowly, I felt Chris begin to push my head down towards his cock, forcing me to begin to bend over. “Holy shit, Jordan,“ he said, presumably to the stranger now at my asshole, “You found that many already?” “Nah man,” the stranger, Jordan I assumed, replied, “Saved these over the last few nights in the freezer. Your uncle told me he would take care of the fresh ones and help you get this pig ready. In exchange, I get first dibs on working my magic on his hole.” I felt Chris shove his now softening cock into my face. Getting the message I opened up, and took it in my mouth. I began to suckle it as the stranger behind me began to force something cold, solid, and slick into my tight hole. “Fuck yeah, open your cum chute and take it,” Chris groaned as his bladder began to empty into my mouth. “This is so fucking dirty and hot,” Jordan replied, working even more of whatever it was into my hole, “Just like your 18th birthday, huh, Chris?” “You know how he gets,” Chris continued to groan, as his bladder continued filling my mouth, causing me to drink down as fast as I could, “Any time he hears someone wants to convert into being a total fucking pig, he goes all out.” “KNowning how you turned out, I can’t wait to see how perverted he turns this one,” Jordan chuckled, as another cold, slick lump was shoved up my hole. Chris's dick quickly slowed to a dribble, as the man behind me continued to work on my ass. Another trial down, and one step closer to my total destruction.

Part 20 Somehow I woke up before Colt did. I was still being held tightly in his arms, his face buried deep in my neck. I relished this calm before the storm. I had to piss, not bad, I could hold it. I didn't dare piss without his permission. He told me that already. The clock said 10:00 and I debated about waking Colt. But I decided to leave him be after such a long drive. I cherished the feeling of his naked skin against mine and I wanted to enjoy every second of it. I reached back and grabbed his soft penis, and just held it. The motel was alive around us as the college kids were coming to life after partying again all night. I honed in on the loud, masculine ones and started to get hard in the cage. And it was really starting to hurt. My dick was sore from the spikes. But I knew my suffering was what Colt wanted. And pleasing him made me happy. My pussy started to ache as I thought about all the hot guys right outside my door. And their cocks. And wanting their cocks breeding my pussy. I was lusting for cock like a whore, and I knew that would make Colt happy too. It was 10:45 before Colt finally woke up. "This is how I should wake up every morning." He whispered in my ear, his big arms squeezing me tighter. "Naked, with my whore, and his hand on my cock. Because my bitch can never get enough of daddy's cock." I moaned instinctively as I ground my ass against him. "But I gotta piss bitch. And I need a toilet. So get that toilet mouth on my cock!" He grabbed my hair and shoved my open mouth on his dick. I clamped it shut and he let loose with a torrent of hot, rank piss. I gulped it down as Colt rubbed my head and made little grunting sounds. When I had swallowed every drop, Colt gave me permission to relieve myself. Of course, I had to crawl to the bathroom and back on my hands and knees. "I'm hungry bitch." He declared. "Find us some breakfast." I grabbed my phone and quickly found a place to get breakfast to go about three blocks away. I ordered us food and Colt tossed me some items; flip-flops, a white tank, and those black shorts. "If it were my choice, I'd send you to get it naked, like the fag whore you are." He laughed as I put the meager clothes on my body. When I was ready to go, Colt looked me over. "Hmmm, needs something more." He grabbed his bowie knife and proceeded to turn my tank into a crop top, with it resting just below my nipples. He then took a sharpie and wrote COCKSUCKING FAG in big, bold letters on the front. He also wrote something on the back that I would later learn was FUCKHOLE with an arrow pointing to my ass. "It pays to advertise!" He explained. "Hurry back!" He laughed as he shoved me out into the hallway, locking the door behind me. I stood there for a moment, trembling, before I mustered up the courage to continue. As I walked through the motel, I ignored the taunts and jeers I heard. The "faggots", the "queers", and the other sordid comments. At first I was humiliated and blushed a deep red. But then I said fuck it. I was proud to be a faggot. Most importantly, to be Colt's faggot. I held my head up high and walked proudly, my dick trying to get hard in its cage as I was humiliated. I walked to the restaurant and continued to get laughs and stares from everyone that passed me. I didn't even realize that a man was following me. I got to the restaurant, got the food and coffee and was returning to the motel when I heard someone yell "Hey faggot" in a thick spanish accent as I passed an alley. I don't know why I paused. I should have kept walking. But I did. I looked and saw a Mexican dude. Well, he could have been Cuban, this was Florida after all. I don't know. But he called me again. "I said hey faggot." I got nervous and started to keep walking when two other men appeared out of nowhere in front of me. "Someone is talking to you, punta." The second man said. "It's rude to ignore people." "I'm sorry." I stammered. "I'm just trying to take breakfast to my friend." I tried to move around the men, but they blocked me. "Look punta." The third man said. "You're being rude to my friend. I think you need to apologize to him." Now I was scared. I didn't know if these guys were going to rob me or what. "Please Sir." I begged. "I just want to get back to my motel." "Not until you apologize to my friend." The man said as he grabbed my arm. He started dragging me into the alley and I got really scared now. This guy was my height, but not nearly as strong. Truthfully, I could have taken him, but with two other men there, I didn't want to incur a beat down. He dragged me further into the alley where his friend was. "Look, what do you want? I only have a couple dollars on me." I pleaded. "You think we want your money, punta?" The man in the alley asked. "We don't need your fucking money. Now you're not only rude, you're insulting us as well." "Then what do you want?" I asked, the fear evident in my voice. "What do we want? What do you think we want? You stupid faggot." Asked the alley man. "You walk down the street advertising your ass as a cumdump." "Like a fucking whore." Added the second man. "We just want a piece of your pussy." I relaxed a tiny bit as the alley man took my food and coffee and set them aside. I at least knew they weren't going to rob or beat me. At least I hoped not. Alley man pulled me behind a dumpster and started pulling my shorts off. "What the fuck?" He asked as he saw my cock cage. "Why you got that on?" He wanted to know. "My Master put it on me." I told him. Oh my God. Colt. What was he going to say when I got back to the room? I decided I couldn't think about that at the moment. "Your Master?" Alley man laughed. "Your Master shouldn't be letting his faggot bitch run around like this. He should know it's an open invitation." "Yea." Agreed the second man. "He really should keep better track of his property." They all laughed as they shoved me face first into the wall. "Stupid little puntas like yourself could get into a lot of trouble walking these streets!" I knew they were right and regretted my decision to even have left the room. Then again, it wasn't my decision, it was Colt's. But it was too late to worry about that as I heard the second man spit on his cock a couple times before he started to force it into me. I cried out as he pushed his decent sized cock into my teenage high school cunt. He covered my mouth with his hand and growled into my ear. "You better keep quiet or we'll hurt you for real, faggot." I gritted my teeth and stifled my cries as he raped me behind the dirty dumpster. Mercifully, he didn't take long to cum, and soon the alley man was pushing his slightly larger dick into my wet hole. Neither man talked much as they fucked, they just did the deed. Oddly, this total disregard of me made my cock push against its confines. Or, maybe not so oddly as I accepted the fact that I really was just a cumdump, getting raped behind the dumpster. When the alley man finished pumping his load into me, he picked up my shorts and wiped his dirty cock off on it as the third man entered my now loose and dripping hole. The first guy had already done so. I found myself being bummed that they didn't let me clean their cocks with my mouth, like a good slave should. Fuck, Colt had really twisted my brain around. I was actually wanting to please total strangers who were raping me. After the third guy came in me, he shoved me to the ground. I just laid there looking up at my rapists as he wiped his cock slime off onto my shorts, joining the others mess. All three men spit on me, then just walked away laughing as if nothing had happened. I slid the shorts back on, grabbed the food and coffee, and hightailed it back to the motel. I could feel the cum trickling down my thighs. This did not go unnoticed by the other motel guests who saw me, and the demeaning, humiliating taunts increased. So did the straining of my locked up cock. When I got to our door, it was still locked. I jiggled the handle, but nothing. I pressed my face against the door and pleaded softly while knocking, trying desperately not to attract more attention to me. "Colt, let me in. It's me. I'm back with breakfast." Silence. "Please Colt," I begged a little louder. "Please let me in!" The door opened as far as the chain lock would allow it. I could see Colt glaring out at me. "What the fuck did you call me?" He growled. Oh shit! I had fucked up big time! And I knew it! "Sir!" I corrected myself. "I'm sorry Sir. Please let me in." The door just slammed shut and I felt a panic wash over me. How pissed was he? I could feel tears in my eyes as I was frustrated at myself for being so stupid and using his name. People were passing me in the hallway and laughing and the pathetic fag, dressed like a whore, cum running down its thigh. "Please." I tried again as the tears ran down my cheeks. "Please Sir." The door opened slightly. A paper and a pair of nipple clamps were shoved through before slamming back shut. I picked it up and read it. "If you want back in, do as instructed. Kneel opposite the door. Put on the clamps. Lock your hands behind your head, elbows out. Display yourself like the slave you are. Then say, "Master. Please let your pathetic faggot slave back inside. It's sorry it disobeyed you." You will say this loudly. You will count to twenty, then repeat the words. You will do this ten times." That was it. No further instructions. I knew Colt wasn't fucking around. I did exactly as I was told and got into position. I hissed as the alligator clamps sharp teeth bit into my tits. Then I took a deep breath, and loudly said, "Master. Please let your pathetic faggot slave back inside. It's sorry it disobeyed you!" People immediately took notice of me. Some immediately stopped in the hall to see what was going on. I flushed a deep red as I counted to twenty, then repeated the words. More people started to gather around as they laughed and pointed. I fought back tears and tried to hold my head high for my Master, as I just knew he was watching through the peephole. I couldn't help but notice there were a lot more guys than girls that were stopping to watch. When I said it the third time, my audience was getting bolder with their taunting. Guys were making all kinds of jokes and a couple tugged on my clamps. But it didn't deter me. I looked right into the peephole and said it a fourth time. Almost proudly. More guys joined the growing crowd, and the taunting continued. They were daring each other to do things to the stupid fag in the hallway. One guy stuck his ass in my face and farted, causing an outpouring of laughter from the crowd. After I said it the fifth time, one guy grabbed my hair and forced my face into his crotch as he rubbed it around. More laughter ensued. After the sixth time, a guy pulled his shorts down in the front and stuck his soft cock in my mouth as his friends cheered him on. Without a second thought I started sucking as my instincts took over. My cock hurt so bad in its cage it was almost unreal. I spit the dudes cock out long enough to say my required words for the seventh time before my open mouth was searching for that cock again. He was now half hard as he shoved it back in. "Fuck yea. Use that fag. Fuck his mouth." I could hear various guys shout from the crowd as the guy actually started fucking my face. It's amazing what straight guys will do when their friends egg them on. The guy grabbed my hair and started to vigorously pound my face. My mouth was full of cock when I needed to say the words an eighth time. I did the best I could as I mumbled around the dick. Thank God it wasn't huge. More laughter and taunts were rained down on me as the guy fucked my face faster. The nineth time I could barely squeak out the words, but I knew as long as Colt knew I was trying, he would be pleased. After the tenth time, the guy fucking my face let out a groan as he unloaded his sweet, sweet college bro cum into my mouth. He buried himself in my throat and held me tight against his crotch as he shook in extasy and the crowd cheered more. Straight guys are weird. But I guess that's what this whole trip is about. As I gently coaxed the last drops of cum out of college boy, the door finally opened and there stood Colt, in all his glory, wearing just his boxer briefs, which outlined perfectly his hard cock. He picked up our food and ordered me to crawl inside. As I did, he looked at the crowd and announced I'd be available all evening after 7pm. Then he shut the door as the crowd dispersed, talking amongst themselves about what they had just witnessed. "Well that turned out better than expected." He said as he sat on the bed. I remained on my hands and knees as I hadn't been given permission for anything else. "Now, what the fuck took you so long, faggot? Fucking food and coffee are cold!" He griped. I knew they would have been cold regardless. He was just looking for excuses. "I'm sorry Sir. I, uh, I was raped." I told him hesitantly. He stopped picking through the eggs. "What was that again, slave?" He asked, lifting up my chin, looking into my eyes. "I was raped, Sir." I repeated. "Three men took me into the alley and raped me." Colt actually had real concern in voice when he asked me, "Did they hurt you?" "No Sir. They didn't hurt me, they just fucked me." "And they all came in you?" "Yes Sir. They did." "Show me. Let me see your hole!" He ordered me. I turned around, pulled off my shorts and showed him. He saw the cum streaks down my thighs for the first time. He stuck a couple fingers into me. "Mmmmmm. That's nice. An already wet hole. I guess the advertising is paying off." He continued as he moved closer behind me. I could feel the head of his big cock pressing against my hole. It popped in easily, sliding its full depth into me. "Tell me about it, fag. Tell me everything." I told him the story as he fucked my hole deep and hard. I gave him every dirty detail. "Did you like it?" He wanted to know. "Did you like those men taking you against your will? Forcing themselves on you? Taking away your rights as a man?" "Yes Sir." I groaned as I relived it in my head. "Why slave. Tell me why you liked it." "Because," I began, as always, lost in Colt's powerful spell, "Because I knew you would like it." Colt just let out a menacing laugh. "I knew you would be pleased that your advertising me like a whore worked. I knew you'd be happy knowing I was in my place serving as a cumdump. That you would love knowing I was taking strangers loads in my pussy. Strangers even to you." "Oh that's right little whore." He groaned as he grabbed my hips and pounded me. "You fucking sick, disgusting little faggot cumdump. That's all you are. A fucking hole for men to use. Whenever, wherever, however they want." He grabbed my shorts and covered my mouth and nose. "Smell that faggot! Smell the cum of the men who raped you. Breath it deep whore! Relish that smell! YOU'RE JUST A PIECE OF FUCKING RAPE MEAT, YOU FILTHY, FAGGOT PIECE OF TRASH!" He shouted as he buried himself in me, adding his big load to whatever was still in me from the rapists. He collapsed on my back, causing me to collapse on the floor. We layed there for a bit. Me, still breathing in the smell of the men who raped me as the love of my lifes full body weight practicallycrushed me. He eventually pulled out and said, "Now, let's really get this day going!"

Saying it frankly, I'd not bother worrying to modify a story for making others feel comfortable; stories come from author's fantasy fitting with author's tastes. It's like if someone comes to me saying "please, more sex and less emotions in your stories"; instinctively I would just reply with a 🤫🖕 message but then I'd rationally answer as "well, thanks for feedback but this is my style. I'm not able to do something just for the sake of satisfying others" and would address them to other authors. I personally love this site because there is a variety of stories and tastes. With or without smoke/chems, feet play, fist, whatever. Except for too hard fetishes such as HIV and substances, I would find quite unreal to have fiction stories concerning just one sexual activity at a time, otherwise people complain... Btw, smoke or not, I'm curious to know where this leads. In this case, smoke might also alter perception of what the newbie is really doing at the party. I personally have learnt to look beyond the obstacle when something in a story or a book doesn't satisfy one of my tastes. Only things disgusting me are violence (excessive pain, broken bones, etc) and body discards - no, I don't mean urine, despite I'm not into watersports too much. Those other things are thankfully prohibited here.

Two days ago, I notice my back passenger side tire needed some air after I clock out of work. It was 12:50 in the morning. I head to the gas station to get air for the tire. There was another person using the air pump station. When the driver left I notify the clerk to turn on. I didn’t realize the first station has a button to turn on. But I went back to notify the clerk attendant inside to turn on. The customer inside talking to the clerk went out to help me. He was an “straight” tall guy type of guy. He stood about 5’10” tall, stocky muscle build. Clean cut Puerto Rican man. I was secretly finding him attractive. He talked to me while helping check the tire. Out of nowhere he asked me if I was into guys. I was caught off guard. I said yes to him. He said to me: “You think you wanna fool around? That should be plenty of air for the tire. Let just drive over the other end of the block. No one can’t see us. It late night anyways” I replied “Sure, would love to…” I followed him and parked next to him. He got into my car. Unzipped and he let me sucked. I was in pure heaven. His cock was big and thick. I sucked him eagerly. He moaned a lot. I went down to the base of his cock. His cock smelled musky. I moaned back. To show I was enjoying him. He blurted out “You like my dick? You never had anyone big like mine?” I cooed with a yes. I really enjoyed his cock. I kept deep throating him. He was enjoying it. He said he wanted to fuck me. He ordered me to take off my pants. He spit on my hole and slid with one stroke. I yelped in pain. But I was enjoying his cock. I panted so much. I told him he making me feel in heat. He fucked me mercifully doggie style. Slapping my ass and grabbing my cheeks. Gripping my hips firmly. I kept moaning. I bucked back into his thrust each moment. I clench on his cock to let him know I wanted him badly. He gripped my hair and my neck and cum inside me loud. He slid out and we both notice my car was all fogged up. We both laugh. We didn’t notice it was 2:50 AM in the morning. I cleaned out the windows. Holding in his cum as I cleaned the windows. He was satisfied and wanted more next time. We exchanged numbers and parted our way to home. That was the first time I have ever had a man that I never met talked to me out bluntly of my sexuality. And wanted some action. 😄

Mate… I don’t know how you do it but you just keep on excelling yourself. I’ve said it before but it’s worth repeating - you have such talent at writing. An enviable skill. It’s always such a pleasure seeing where that nasty, dirty mind of yours goes 😈 Thank you for all the hard work you pour into your stories mate… it is beyond appreciated 😉

Sorry about the long pause...here goes... Im a ball of nerves as i near the end of my shift. My phone vibrates, its Big Black Dick Daddy. "When you finish work snow bunny, you come to the SureStay Hotel, I got something you been craving, and something that been craving you." I close up at work, and make my way to the SureStay and text, "I'm here, Master." Quick reply comes thru, "Room 216, get that sissy ass up here baby." I nervously get out of the car as this place is not in the best part of town and look up to the second floor and see a room with several Black men outside, that must be it. I make my way up the stairs and immediately am hit with catcalls and whistles. As I approach the door one of the Black men reaches down inside the back of my shorts and sticks his finger right up my hole, deep and I immediately feel the burn. He laughs as he pulls out his digit with a wet pop and says, "wait till that kick in and I come serve you this nigga dick, you gonna forget that Daddy and have you a Pimp, sissy," as he shakes what appears to be an enormous dick at me in his pants. The other men chuckle and open the door and usher me in. Inside the room are several more Black Kings. The whole place smells musty and sweet, intoxicating. Black man sweat permeates my nostrils and the burning in my ass has transformed into a deep hunger. All these men are in several states of dress, or rather undress, and that's when I see Daddy. He says, "Welcome to the party, snow bunny. You'll notice there are no bottoms here, as you're the guest of honor. The main attraction if you will. Now I've tasted that sweet ass, so now, it's time my crew gets in on that." He smacks my ass hard, swiping my shorts down with the slap. I don't reach for them, I just stand exposed waiting for what's next. Suddenly I'm surrounded by 5 of the biggest dicks I've ever seen. One man lifts me up in his arms while another starts eating my hole. Another puts a loaded pipe to my mouth and clicks a torch and I inhale. So much white smoke is coming through I can barely hold it in, it's so thick it's nearly yellow. When I pull off the pipe, another man, grabs and covers my mouth while holding my nose. "Hold it in til I say so, faggot!" My head is spinning. I need to exhale and breathe so I start to fight but am under his tight grip. Another man comes up and pulls out my arm, ia feel a cold wetness in the crook of my elbow and finally the man with the death grip on my face let's go and says, "Alright bitch, you can breathe now." Suddenly there's a familiar poke in my arm and all of a sudden, my body is ablaze. Just as the heat hits my hole which I can feel quivering open, I'm lowered onto a dick, and pushed all the way down to the base. I can feel this man's tight curlies as I bottom out gasping for air. This was a big slam, bigger than Ive ever done before. And finally my voice hits my ears and its screaming, "I love nigger dick. Fuck me with your nigger dicks. All of you. Fuck me til I die. I need all the nigger dicks inside me now!" And then I focus and the man with his dick rooted in me becomes familiar. It's the man from outside. He says, "How you like that 14 inches of nigger dick you got inside you now, hoe? This pimp dick is gonna change you for life. Yo Daddy ain't yo daddy no more. He done sold your pussy to me, you mine now bitch!" He flexes his monster inside me and all I can do is shiver and think, more, I need more.

Chapter 1 Holden was trying unsuccessfully to tie his bow tie in the hotel room mirror as he prepared for his big day. His nerves were tying him in knots. He was getting ready to marry his girlfriend of two years. He should be overjoyed but the stress of the day was getting to him and to add to it his cousin and best man had still not shown up. Frustrated that he was unable to tie the bow tie he accepted defeat. He took a seat at the edge of the bed and held his head on his hands. Just then Alex flew through the door, with his tux in a garment bag flung over his shoulder. “Dude! Where’ve you been?”, Holden exclaims as he jumps up and hugs his cousin. “So happy to see you! The ceremony is in less than a two hours!” “Don't worry, buddy! I’ve got you!” Alex meets Holden in the embrace. “We have plenty of time. I just got a little side track”, He says with a little smirk. “Oh man, what’s his name?”, Holden asks. “As if I ever stick around long enough to get a name”, Alex laughs. Alex immediately starts to undress to change into the tux. His nicely defined chest is in full view. Below his belly button is a biohazard tattoo on full display. Holden knew his cousin had contracted HIV a couple years back and always admired him for his pride. “Why are you so stressed, man?”, Alex asks seeing the worried look oh his cousin’s face. “I don’t know, man, the wedding, I can’t tie this damn tie, you being late… on top of all that, Rachel has been holding out on me for the last few weeks so my balls are filled to the brim” As Holden explains and Alex continues to change his clothes, he pulls down his pants. Wearing no underwear he exposes his big, hairy uncut cock. this is not the first time Holden has seen his cousins dick. Both Holden and Alex would fool around with each other when they were younger, jerking each other off, but it’s been a couple years since his seen Alex naked and his dick looks even bigger than he remembered it, glistening in the light for his recent fuck. “Well, if you’re horny, I can definitely help you with that”, Alex states with a devilish grin. His veiny dick twitches as he makes the bold statement. “Shut the fuck up, I can’t do that! I’m getting married in a couple hours”, Holden exclaims trying to look Alex in the eye but keeps glancing down at Alex’s growing member. “Dude relax! You need to relieve some tension and you know I’m good at the”, Alex says with a smirk as he goes over to Holden and begins rubbing his shoulders. Holden exhales deeply. “You definitely were good at doing that”, he says with a smile. “Seee! Now just sit here on the bed and I’ll take care of you”, Alex says as he sits Holden down at the foot of the bed. Fully naked Alex begins to undo Holden’s belt and unzip his fly. Holden leans back and rest his elbow on the bed as he watches his cousin get to work. Alex pulls out Holden’s instantly hard cock and begins stroking. Holden fat dick immediately starts leaking precum and Alex squeezes it out of the fat head and uses it to lube his stokes. Holden lets out a deep moan. Pulling down Holden’s tuxedo pant, Alex continues to explore Holden’s body, massaging Holden’s massive balls and massaging his taint “Looks at those massive balls! Don’t worry stud you’ll still have plenty of baby juice for tonight” Alex says admiringly. “I remember back in the day you used to shoot 5-6 massive loads a day. Holden opens his eyes and shoots his cousin a dazed smile as licks his lips in enjoyment. As he does he notices Alex’s heavy dick is now sticking straight up. His huge man dick making him even hornier. Still stoking Holden’s cock, Alex repositions himself standing on the edge of the bed. “You wanna taste my cock, don’t you?”, Alex asks. Looking him in the eye, Holden nods with his tongue out and Alex guides the back of Holden’s head to his hairy dick. Holden senses are jolted as he takes his cousin’s huge cock. The musky smell of his cock and balls tell him the his cousin hasn’t showered in a couple days. The tangy taste is a mix of cum and ass juice from who knows how many hook ups. His throats expands as he tries to accommodate his cousins fat dick head as it flares deep Inside. “Oh fuck! That mouth is so good. Why haven’t we ever done this before?”, Alex moans. Holden briefly take the hairy dick out of his mouth and states, “I’ve always wanted to” and the continues slurping on his cousin’s cock. Encouraged my Holden’s enthusiasm he explores under Holden’s balls and probing his tight hole. Holden moans on Alex’s cock. “Now that you got my dick all lubed, are you ready to graduate to the next step?” Alex asks. As he does he sticks two fingers deep Inside Holden’s jock hole. “Fuck, you got me hard as a rock but you’re positive”, Holden states. “Don’t worry, I can wrap it up for you”, Alex says with a wink. Without waiting for a response he grabs a condom and some lube from his bag and props his cousin’s muscular legs on his shoulders, he slides the condom on, lubing it up after he’s done. Holden stokes his cock and lubes his hole as he waits in eager anticipation for his cousin’s dick. Alex lines his fat cock up with Holden’s hole and pushes in. Holden lets out a short scream as his hole is stretched to the limits. As Holden gets accustomed to the size, Alex continues to slide in until he’s balls deep. “You ready for me to fuck the cum out of you?”, Alex asks. Holden nods with the hunger in his eye. Alex begins fucking his hard and rough “Fuck! This hole is better than I imagined”, Alex states as Holden moans, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Alex grasps Holden’s dick and starts stroking it as he fuck him with long deeps strokes. As he stokes Holden and he watches his dick slide in and out of this hole he notices that the condom has broken and what remains is a wadded up ring of the base of the condom 3/4 of the way down his shaft. As he continues to fuck him in steady strokes he states, “Holden, the condom broke but your silky insides feel so good I can’t pull out”. “Fuck! please don’t pull out. I’m gonna bust soon. I need to shoot this load”, Holden responds as he grasps the shaft below and feels the broken condom. “You gonna bust with my big raw dick Inside you?”, Alex asks. “Yes sir!” Holden responds as Alex strokes his cock. “Seeing you shoot that load is gonna send me over the edge stud. My poz dick is already so close”, Alex taunts. “Oh fuck, sir!”, Holden responses “You want me to flood your hole with my poz seed?", Alex continues. “Oh fuck I’m so close”, Holden states. “Tell me you want it faggot! Tell me you want my dirty load!” Alex demands. “Please give me your poz load sir!” Holden says with desperation in his eyes. With that Alex pounds hard, deep and rough on Holden’s hole and with in seconds Holden’s whole body tenses up and begins shooting his load. “Fuuuccckkkk!” Holden screams as the load is pounded out of him. “Fuck yeah give me that load!” Alex states. Huge volleys of cum shoot all over Holden’s muscular chest. The sight of this begins to send Alex over the edge. Pounding harder and faster his balls tense up and his dick head flares as he anchors himself deep inside his cousin. “Take my poz load you stupid fucking faggot!”, Alex screams as he blast toxic cum deep inside Holden. Holden clamps his muscle hole around Alex's angry dick and pulls out the last drop of his dirty seed. For a few minutes he continues to massage his load into Holden's wretched hole with his massive dick. When Alex finally pull out his still hard cock he presents it to Holden to clean it off and with out a word Holden sucks it clean tasting the mix cum, blood and ass juice. After, both me are sweating profusely as they try to catch their breath after the hot fuck. The only thing Alex can think to say is, “ I bet that helped relive some of your tension” and both me begin laughing.

PART 1: Going to the gym is my usual routine. I spend most of my day sitting for work and the lack of physical activity makes me uncomfortable. It was a nice summer day in July, the heat was blazing when I hopped in my car to head to my local cheap gym. I walked in, scanned my card, and made my way to the locker room to change. I love locker rooms; so much variation...eye candy of all of shapes and sizes. I have this thing where I like just enough skin to show that it makes me wonder what else lies beneath. The smells too, post-workout sweat is probably one of the hottest things, in my humble opinion. It ravages my fantasies and dreams. I don’t actually know this guy’s name, but for the purpose of the story I will call him James. You see, there is this guy that I always catch in the corner of my eye when he is bench pressing or squatting. His body is slender, but toned. Each muscle strongly outlined in his slightly too small attire. This particular day he was wearing a Nike sleeveless shirt, with long arm holes that went half way to his waist, a pair of black shorts that shows some compression shorts streaming down his muscled legs (never forget leg day boys!), a pair of somewhat beat up UA runners that shows the hint of his black no-show socks. I would later learn his shoe size is US12. As I generally show up at the same time every day, I seem to always arrive half way through his workout because he leaves to hit the locker room about 30 minutes into my own workout. I would get a short amount of time to enjoy his workout, and often time it just ends up motivation for me to work harder. For some reason, seeing other toned and hot dudes pumping iron gets me working harder...and leaves me with a bit of chub in my own tight boxer briefs. I have enough self-control to keep myself from getting a raging hard – I save that for after when I beat off. This particular day, however, just as I set off to the change room and start finding a locker in the changeroom, he walks in behind me. He looks like he just arrived off a construction site; wearing some gray sweatpants, a bit dirty and a black dusty tank top. The biggest thing that drew my eyes, though, was his beat-up steel toe boots. Ya know the kind...tan boots, scuffed up all over from wear and tear, portions of the front toe leather basically gone and clearly looking like they hadn’t been replaced in a couple years. The gym is fairly dead around the time that I go, but overall, the locker room is small with only about 50 lockers and 3 benches to service them. He strolled over, dropped his bag on the ground, found a free locker two down from my own and began to pull out his gear. Once he got it all lined up, he popped his boot on the side of the bench and began to unlace them. Once they were sufficiently loosened, he pulled out his foot and to my utter surprise, he wasn’t wearing the usual crew socks one would expect with a constriction boot – instead, he was wearing some Under armor no-show socks, black, that basically were so tight they looked like a second skin. I could see the sweat on them. I couldn’t look directly at them, I didn’t want to be obvious nor did I want to make him feel uncomfortable, so I just stole glances when I had the chance. Soon enough he had both off, dropped his pants and I got a good look at this equally skin tight compression boxers. I would see the outline of his cock through them, looked to be about 4’’ soft, good girth and seemed to hold a really hefty set of nuts. He quickly throws on some shorts, and without changing socks, pulled out his usual beat-up shoes and threw those on. I followed suit and made my way out of the locker room to warm up. While working out, I couldn’t help but catch him out of the corner of my eye, the picture of his half-naked body tormenting my mind - it took all my will power to keep myself from getting hard but nothing was going to stop the slow trickle of precum that threatened to expose the real nature of my thoughts. I was just finishing up my hour long work out, my muscles sore and a little stiff, so I reluctantly tore my eyes away from him and made my way to the locker room once again. About 30 second later, he again walks in beside me...sweat dripping down his forehead and a clear sense of wetness about his clothes. He popped open his locker and pulled out a towel from his gym bag and began to strip facing away from me. The locker room was dead, as the gym was basically empty. First came off the shoes and those beautiful no-show socks slipped out of them. I could see the moisture on them, so in fact that he left foot prints on the tiled ground. He quickly lost the rest of his clothes and when he pulled off his socks, he stuffed each one into their respective shoes (left to left and right to right) and made his way to the shower, towel in hand, without bothering to cover up. His body was mostly hairless from the waist up, but he had a really tight looking ass with a light fur covering the cheeks and into the center. I could see the shadow his overly warm low-hanging balls from between his legs and I almost began to drool. He was quickly out of sight when I heard the shower start up and the door to the shower stall close and lock. I sat their stunned for a moment, barely realizing I was having a mental show down with his beat-up shoes barely showing those socks sticking out of them, sitting on the floor under the bench he was just changing at. My mind was racing...I just needed to touch them quick, hold them to my face and inhale his full day of work and the workout he just pumped out. I knew they were soaked with sweat and my cock began to grow, despite my every attempt to keep it down. My heart was racing and my cock grow to its full 6.5.” I went over to his bench, knelt, and picked up a shoe. I slid out the sock and took a quick peek at the inside. Size 12...I chuckled to myself... they would span my whole face. I quickly grabbed the other sock took a quick look; I could see the shape of his foot in them like it had been ironed into them and could see it in the sweat marks on them. I pressed them both on my face. They were soaked and it was like getting hit by a truck....my eyes rolled in my back of head and my now rock-hard cock twitched and a small stream of precum soaked into my boxers. I knew they were not old socks per se, probably fresh that morning, but that didn’t stop the July heat from its course in a full day of working in those boots. They smelt incredible. I couldn’t tear myself away from them. Anyone who has been near a well-muscled man when he takes off those boots knows exactly what I mean 😉. I felt like I was drunk on them. Taking full deep breaths with my nose, his scent was filling my world. I couldn’t help but picture them still on his feet, relaxing at home with a beer while I worshipped them like the alter of God. I reached down and gave my cock a squeeze, feeling the now massive wet spot in my boxers and when I pressed on my cock head I nearly came. Fuck! I thought, be careful...don’t jizz now. I had to take my hand away and focus on the scent. I was lost in it. So lost, in fact, I didn’t notice the shower had turned off and only realized when I heard him, jolting me from my reverie. “What the fuck is going on...” He stated, firmly and standing there with the towel wrapped tightly around his waist. I nearly jumped out of my skin, dropping the socks on the ground, and not even thinking of hiding my clear erection tenting my boxers out. I mumbled a curse out and a nervous apology to him and made my way to my own bag and started dressing as fast as I could. He was beat red, seeming to be too flustered to say anything else. He grabbed his stuff from the locker and made his way to a bathroom stall, I presumed to get changed out of sight. I used the opportunity to dress quick and exit before he was done. I couldn’t face him after what I did. I didn’t know if he would beat me up or something. I made my way to my car and sat in it. I was shaking in disbelief that I could be so stupid. Keep in mind my back would to the entrance of the gym. I was in tears when I heard a sharp knock on my car window. I looked over and saw him standing there, staring down at me with a blank expression on his face. He indicated he wanted me to roll down my window and I meekly complied. I look up at him, my reddened eyes trying not to cry, and he bent his 6’2 frame down and stared directly into my eyes...his eyes were a deep blue with a hint of green around the edges. “You want to explain what the fuck that was about? You a homo or something?” He asked, not with as much anger as I could have imagined, but it seemed more like a genuine curiosity. I nodded shyly to him, “I...uh...am so sorry, I knew I shouldn’t have done that. I just wanted to see, break out a little. I promise it won’t happen again. Please don’t tell anyone.” He stared at me for a few more minutes before silently walking to his car, starting it, and then leaving. I was left in my car, stunned and unsure of what to do. I eventually collected myself enough to drive myself home. I didn’t think I could ever show my face there again. PART 2: A few weeks went by and I finally began to want to continue working out more than the embarrassment of getting caught and I decided to get myself ready and head off to work out. I arrived at my usual time, hit the change room – it was empty, except for my noticing that his work boots were there – changed and made my way out to the weights. He was set up at the leg press, facing away, and I could see his beat-up trainers fighting to push against the weights he has stacked on the side. I tried my best to ignore him and focused on my workout. After doing some pull-ups, I turned around and spotted him staring at me. Our eyes met for a moment before he turned away, slightly flustered, and made his way to the locker. I decided at that moment I didn’t want anything to be awkward and so I would go confront him about it, apologize again and not have to feel so out of place when I really wanted to continue my 5-day routine. A followed behind him and he was already in the process of untying his shoe laces when he notices me walk in. I walked directly up to him. “Hey, can we chat a moment? I really am sorry for what I did, and I really don’t want things to be awkward with this whole thing.” I stated, matter of factly and trying to hide the fear in my voice. He stared at me for a moment before going back to untying his shoe laces “You still haven’t told me what you were doing.” He looked up at me quick, “Well?” I took a deep breath and quickly thought, fuck it...if he thinks I am a creep, so be it. “Well, I was clearly sniffing your work socks...well they turned me on. I saw you with your work boots on, then saw you work out. I lost control. I shouldn’t have and I won’t do it again.” He stood up, shoes now off and the same socks (thinking if that’s all he owns) just below me. I didn’t look down though, I kept eye contact when he spoke. “Wow. That’s pretty fucking weird.” “Is it? I mean, pardon my assumption, but I am guessing you’re straight.” He cocked his head ever so slightly, “Do you not enjoy the smell of a woman? If you think she’s hot, does her pussy not drive you wild? Well, why would be different for some homo and a hot working guy.” I realized I was annoyed at being called weird. “Whoa there bud,” he stated holding his hands up in the air, in a peace offer, “sorry I didn’t mean to call you a homo yesterday. Ya know, just how the guys talk on site. I was just shocked when I walked out of the shower. No worries bud, no need to feel awkward.” He smirked,” My girlfriend always thinks I am gross when I come home from work and won’t go near me until I have scrubbed up good. I guess it’s flattering that it turns you on so much if I think about it. Anyways, she is gonna wonder where I am if I take too long.” He turns to finish what he was doing and I turn to get back to my work out. As I was about to walk out of the change room, I hear him call out again.” “Yo, the names James. See ya around” I turned around, “Chris here. Check ya later.” I went back to my work out and guess he had left by the time I was done my sets. I opened my locker and noticed immediately a black ball sitting on my gym bag. I pulled it out and was immediately hit with a familiar scent. I pulled the ball apart and was shocked to find it was the socks he was wearing earlier. I started to shake as I stuffed them into bag, changed hurriedly and rushed home. I pulled in to my garage and quickly hit the button in my car to close the door. Not even waiting for it to close, I pull out the socks he left from my bag, pulled them apart and immediately shoved them under my nose. They weren’t warm anymore, but they were still wet with his sweat. My cock took only a few seconds to grow to full mast as I was pulling my pants down with my free hand. I started jerking off, dry at first but it didn’t take long for me to self-lubricate. Soon I was jerking my precum soaked cock and inhaling his manly work scent as deep as I could. Every breath was like heaven as my balls started to tighten. It was a little embarrassing but I was gonna cum in no time. Soon I could feel my balls tighten even more, one even disappearing into my body as my whole body began to shake. I left out a roar, muffled by the fabric of his under armor socks over my mouth and the first shot escaped my cock and I could feel it whip over the hand holding the sock over my face. A second shot drenched the shirt on my chest, then another and another. My balls were throbbing so much it was almost painful. I could swear my soul left my body. After sitting there, covered in my own cum, taking small breaths into and out of his socks, I sighed pull them away finally. Once I returned into my body, I took a moment just staring at his socks with a smile from ear to ear. I noticed one has a small hole in them before I rolled the socks up and stuffed them back into my bag. I smiled to myself and went inside to shower. PART 3: The next day, I went earlier for my workout then usual and managed to catch James just as he was starting to change out of his work clothes. As usual, the locker room was not busy at all. Once another guy departed, I walked up to James and handed him the balled-up socks back. He snickered, “Enjoy yourself?” You have no idea, I thought. “Thanks for that.” “Well at least someone can appreciate my hard work.” he flexed his chest and grinned at me “Hey, uh, do you maybe wanna grab a beer sometime?” I asked, trying to sound confident but feeling like I failed. He laughed, heartily, “Addicted already?” He winked, “Sure why not.” I flashed a smile, and trying not to sound too excited, “Ah..ah..awesome! My place, tomorrow? I’ll throw some steaks on the grill” “Sure, I’ll tell the wife I am chillin with some friends after work. She’ll plan a girl’s night or something. ” I tossed him my address and agreed at 6:00 then we both departed and went off to our mutual work outs. The change room was busier than usual after our workout, so I thought it was best to not approach him while changing but I didn’t feel so weird anymore steeling glances over at him and was fairly sure he snuck a few looks himself. PART 5: Friday rolled around and I was nervous all day at work. I had trouble focusing on my tasks and must admit I made a few careless mistakes on a report and my boss admonished me for it, but I just told her I wasn’t feeling well and she let it go. Finally, the end of my day rolled around and I shot out of there to head home. I tidied up my back deck and prepped the BBQ. Not long after, I heard a truck pull up to my drive and heard the door shut. I popped my up head up over the fence and noticed he really did head straight here from work. He was wearing the same beat-up gray sweats as usual and a tank top I had seen him in before and had a bag slung over his shoulder. He waved when I saw him and made his way over. I paid special attention to those beat up steel toes he was lugging around as he walked down. I let him in and walked him back, grabbing a brew out of the mini-fridge that I had stocked earlier. He accepted graciously, grinned and offered a cheers to my bottle after he cracked it open. I shook my head at him, “I don’t understand how you can wear those in this heat.” As I nodded to his sweat pants and he looked down, laughed nervously. “Better than getting wood chips in my boots.” he replied. When I looked at him questioningly, he began again “I do commercial carpentry.” Without thinking I replied, “Well feel free to get more comfortable, the heat is crazy.” “Way ahead of you bud,” he stated as he pulled out a pair of shorts from his bag and asked where the washroom was. I pointed him to a door just off the hallway side door. He walked off and returned a short-time later, still wearing the tank top and boots but now in a pair of loose basketball shorts. We spent the next 30 minutes or so chugging back a couple more beers and chatting trivially about our work, sports teams, and the weather. After my third beer downed on an empty stomach, I was feeling fairly buzzed and decided I needed to know what possessed him to leave me his socks. “I was meaning to ask you, why did you decide to leave me those socks in my locker anyway?” “Curiosity I guess; I was shell shocked a bit when I walked in on you but then the more I thought about it, the more it didn’t seem as weird as I first thought, I guess. Why, you looking for another round with ‘em?” he laughed when I realized I had unconsciously kept looking at his boots. “I wouldn’t say no!” I replied, more confident than. He shook his now empty beer can and smiled. I got up to grab us another and when I turned around and he had put his boots up on the coffee table and was leaning back in the chair flashing his pearly whites up at me. I hand him his beer and as I went to sit down, he cocked his head towards his boots, “I am sure you can manage to get ‘em yourself.” I nervously knelt by the coffee table, thankful that my backyard is fully private as it backs onto a ravine. His eyes trained on me intensely the whole time, I started to unlace his first and then second boot. I slowly worked off his first boot, careful not to pull his sock off while I did, and when I heard the boot release my heart skipped a beat. As soon as I saw his full foot in view my cock twitched in anticipation. I was right, it does span my whole face. I grinned up at him, him still staring at me with a very curious look on his face. I decided then I wanted to massage his feet, feel the full effect of this fantasy come true. I placed my hand on the arch of his foot and pressed my thumb. The heat coming off of them was intense and I could feel the sweat soaking through the fabric. As I pushed on his arch and up to the balls of his toes, he let out a low growl like moan and his eyes lost focus and he head tilted back. I let go of all reservations in that moment and took his foot in both hands and started working them like a deep tissue massage. I could smell the musky scent of them in the air when I realized there was a small hole in the outside of them...the same hole I noticed yesterday after our workout. Holy Shit! I thought to myself, the same pair he wore yesterday. Two fucking days in those work boots. My mind reeled and pulled my face right to them, shoving my nose into them and inhaling deeply and let out a guttural growl that I was unable to hold back. “Fuck yea, get in there bud!” I heard him say, almost to himself as much as me. At the same time, I felt him press his foot harder onto my face and wiggle his toes a bit to make a point. My cock was straining hard against my underwear and they were soaking through with my precum. I was flexing my cock and even the feeling against the wet underwear was making my balls tighten. I quickly pulled off the second boot and gave that one a massage, all the while he was still moaning deeply with the pressing of my hands and face into them. I glanced up to him, my nose still pressed against his sweaty socks, and noticed he was playing with his cock through his shorts. I could see that his shorts were noticeably bulging out and his fingers were gently rolling over what I imagine was the head of his cock. I then reached down and grabbed my own cock, twisting my body so that it was easier to reach but inevitably easier to see as well. I started gently stroking my cock, feeling the wet spot grow as I poured more precum from my aching, full balls. “Fuck you’re hot” I said, more loudly than intended, to which he caught my eyes and stared at me deeply. He suddenly pulled his feet back from me and quickly slid down his shorts and off his legs before pushing them back on my face. He was wearing short trunk style white Saxx boxer briefs clearly a size too small, as I can clearly see the fabric stretched tightly over his swollen cock. It looked massive as my eyes were glued to it. He played around with the fly for a bit, trying to free it from its restraint; when it suddenly popped out, I was faced with what must have been an 8” cock, hard as concrete and covered in light pulsing veins. He was uncut, with enough foreskin to cover the head completely even when rock hard. He started pulling back the foreskin with a deep moan as the head appeared and copious amounts of precum boiling over as he did so. It was dripping down the sides as he once again pulled the foreskin up. Me, still breathing his two-day old sock scent, looked up to him, “I can take care of that for you, you know return the favor,” For the first time since this started, he broke his intense stare and grinned at me, “What ya waitin’ for?” I reluctantly let go of his socks and crawled up between his legs. First, I pulled his balls out to join his cock and began gently licking them. I can taste the salty buildup of sweat from a sweltering day at work and rolled by tongue over the clean-shaven skin of his nuts, lapping it up like an obedient dog. This elicited an approving grunt from him and a good hard pulse in his cock; clearly more precum. After his balls were good n cleaned, I moved my lips to his foreskin. I could smell his cock, not in a bad way, but was def aware he had worked all day in the heat. I started by gentle rolling his foreskin around my lips and gently pressing my tongue into the opening and feeling my tongue get coated in the thick silky precum. It tasted good, slightly salty but definitely the best precum I had ever had. I gently pulled it back, letting the head of his cock slide into my mouth. “Fuuuuu...” was all he could manage to get out, his head falling and his hand moving to grip the back of my head. I slid the head of his cock deep into my mouth, willing my throat to open and praying I don’t gag on it. My desire won and with his head now fully exposed, it slid down my throat until I felt his balls on my lower lip. His grip tightened and forced just a little more in then I was able to take and I pulled back slightly. “No,” was all he said and he doubled down, pulled my head off about half way and then forced me back on. My throat relaxed again and this time he was able to hold me down while he flexed his cock a few times. I could feel the thick jelly like precum coat my throat. When he relaxed his grip, I started going to town, working a good fast beat of his cock pulling all the way out and then slamming back balls deep in my throat. Admittedly, as hot as this was, after a good 10 minutes of the assault on my throat I had to take a break and tapped out. I stood up, a little unsteady on my feet, snagged my beer off the table and downed it. James followed suit. “Well fuck bud. That was crazy. Wish my wife could do that.” I chuckled back at, as he kept stroking his cock. “Practice makes perfect.” “Thinking maybe we should head inside…” I trailed off. I wasn’t sure if he caught my meaning, when he cocked his head to the side Part 6. I strode over to the mini-fridge, grabbed two more brews and motioned for him to follow. Cock in hand, he followed. My bedroom was just off the kitchen, and I walked over and stood by the door, waved him in ahead of me and watched him sit on the bed, gazing around the room. I was pleased to see his cock was still hard as a rock, circumspectly still tugging at it. He wants to cum, I grinned to myself. I slowly slipped off my underwear, walked to him and helped him out of his. James sat there, with a grin etched into his face but also not sure what else was coming. I slid back down and went back to work, making sure he was good n slick. His dick still leaking like mad, I wasn’t too worried. After a few more minutes of getting my throat fucked, I slid up and push him back so he was laying down and I crawled on him. Staring into his eyes, looking glazed over with passion and alcohol, I teased his cock on my hole. My ass is smooth, I made sure of that. He was starting to push back and then he seemed to come back to reality for a second. “Condom?” He muttered to me. I smirked and leaned far forward, my cock now hitting his chest and reached into a small bin I keep by my bedside. I slid out a rubber and took a quick check of the date. Expired…figures. I grabbed some silicon along with it. “They are bit out of date…” I admitted. “Fuck, just get on it…” he breathed heavily back to me. I slid the condom on and put a generous serving of lube on before climbing on and lowering myself on his cock. I hadn’t bottomed in awhile, so it was a bit of work to get it in. When the head finally popped in, he gave a good grunt and was breathing deep as each inch sunk inside. My breath caught in my throat, riding that fine line between pain and pleasure. When I felt him bottom out, I slowly lifted off and down again. Each time he hit that spot that made my rock hard cock drip and throb. I started going faster and was really ramming myself down, wanting his cock to become a part of me It didn’t take long for him to give in completely and he grabbed my shoulder and with some force, flipped us over. He grabbed my legs and slotted them over his shoulders, gave me a smile and started to fuck me. I was growling and grabbing his tight, muscled ass and egging him to fuck me deeper and harder. I could feel his sweat dripping on me as the heat built up. Suddenly the words just poured out of me, “I want you to cum in me, fucking fill my ass man.” He roared at me and uttered ‘fuck it’ under his breath before he pulled his cock out and ripped the condom off. With a quick grin and nod from me, he pulled his foreskin all the way back and slid back in. The look on his face when he balls deep was nothing short of bliss. He reached back and pulled off his socks, locked eyes with me and pressed them over my face; all the while pounding his huge uncut cock in full, fast strokes. The scent blinded me to everything. I became, in all senses of the word, completely his in that moment. My whole body gave into his ramming cock, lost in his eyes and under the spell of his scent. We were both soaked in sweat, he was holding me down and staring at me when he hit the perfect spot. My cock throbbed and my balls pulled up, forcing the first shot of cum. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out and my vision blurred as the orgasm wracked my body. For the first time in my life, I was feeling a true prostate orgasm. My body was emptying into his eyes as my every drop of my cum was covering me. My ass locked down, every muscle gripped his cock trying to slow the intensity. It proved too much for James as every muscle on his body flexed and he growled deep in his chest, his cock made one final thrust as deep as he could. The foreskin on his cock pulled all the way back and his head swelled up. The cum was thin, and shot so far into me it wasn’t coming out anytime soon. Each of the at least 12 shots came with a throb of his cock and a pulse in his balls, I could feel everything. Feeling his cum slam into my prostate drove me off the edge again and I came more. Every breath filled with the overwhelming musk of his socks. He collapsed on me, his strength gone. He didn’t move for awhile, just nuzzled into my neck, breathing just below my ear. I wrapped my arms around him and relaxed into the moment. PART 8 Once we caught our breath and he finally had the strength to roll off me, his now soft cock slipping out of my well used hole, he just looked at me with grin. “Ready for that steak?” I chuckled at him. “Yea man, just give me a minute?” I nodded to him as he hopped up and grabbed his bag, pulling out a phone. I saw him dial a quick number and hold the phone to his ear, “Hey babe, what ya up to?...awesome, hope you ladies are planning a great night...I am already 6 beers in, gonna just crash at my buddy's place tonight...yea absolutely...Love ya too babe...cya tomorrow.” Moments after he hung up the phone, he crawled back into bed, sliding his arm up and around me. Looking deeply into my eyes, he pulls my face onto his and kisses me deeply as I start to feel his cock grow again.... To be continued.... Hope you all enjoyed this fantasy; If you want to hear more, I will def enjoy continuing.

The only time I was in Club 80, I entered the Dark Room and it was honestly like being in the night of the living dead. Many, many years ago: I was less adventurous then; I left. I miss being in a place where you could just go, get into a dark room or place, and just blow your load (no "what do you look like", "asl", "why are you here" and other BS).

Always 😋

I’ve just watched the Netflix series covering the Tour de France. Really got me horny watching those skinny guys in Lycra and wanting to worship their straining bulges and fuck thier super tight asses….

I found him on BBRT. He was 22. I was 24. He was Latin, uncut, said he was poz. My status said, "Ask Me." I had been barebacking for a while: in the sauna at the gym, in the bathroom at Splash, in the back room at underwear parties around town. That Wednesday, I was horny after working out at the gym, and I pulled out my phone in the locker room before going to the steam room. Scruff is a great app. He had a hairy chest and a great uncut dick. I unlocked. Put my phone away, tried to get blown in the steam room but failed. Showered. He had messaged back, unlocked, and given me the address. "I'm poz, not on meds. I don't pull out. If you want it, come." I put on my sweaty gym clothes instead of my work clothes and walked to the address. I rang the buzzer, but didn't expect an answer. But he buzzed. The door pushed open. Was I really doing this? I felt my ass throbbing, and my cock started to get hard in my pants as I walked up the four flights of stairs. By the time I got to his apartment, it was swinging between my legs--perfect for when I was going to be the poz top breeding some new neg bottom. But for now it was me. I was going to get pozzed. I felt the precum oozing out just thinking of it. I started to knock on the door but it was already open. I pushed it open, walked in, and locked it behind me. As I passed the kitchen, a glass was on the counter. "It's G. Drink it," he ordered. I drank it. "Go bend over and show me your ass while the G hits you." I complied. I got on my knees on the carpet in broad daylight, and after a few minutes I felt my head swimming and my desire for cum was boiling up even more insistently. Then he pulled down my workout pants and started licking my hole. I moaned uncontrollably. "How does that feel, bitch?" "Great" I said honestly. He started eating me out masterfully, licking, biting, driving his tongue into my freshly-showered ass. Then I felt it. His rock-hard dick, slick with precum, no condom, full foreskin. He just pushed in. It didn't take long. He shoved in for a few strokes. "Damn, you're hot, bitch" he said. He fucked me for less than a minute. Then I heard him grunt, he stiffened, and I felt his dick get slick as he pistoned in and out. He held it inside me for a minute, then he softened and fell out. "Go on PrEP if you want. If you don't, you're poz now, whore. Get out of my house, chaser." He walked away, closed his bathroom door, and left me alone. I fingered the cum that leaked out of my ass, then went home to decide if I wanted to do PrEP or not. I decided not to. He blocked me. I never saw him again, but my next test result was poz. I jerk off to this memory a lot.

I took a load this morning from a BBC guy I met off of that location based web app (you know which one) I won't name here. I don't know if it was his apt, or the older Hispanic guy who was also there's place. The older guy just watched. I would have taken his load too if he'd wanted. Anyway, I hope I can meet up with this guy again soon.

That would absolutely run afoul of the First Amendment, just like virtually all the other "bans" that have been proposed. Of course, the Supreme Court could overturn its jurisprudence on that, but even these right-wingers don't seem inclined to mess with the First Amendment. But as things stand now, discrimination on the basis of the content of the expression (including porn, but not stuff that is legally "obscene") is subject to the highest scrutiny, and absent a compelling state interest that cannot be achieved in a less intrusive manner, such discrimination is (ordinarily) unconstitutional on its face.

Dear friends, will continue soon with the story, had to make a new profile here since my laptop was stolen and i was not able to reactivate my old profile. Anyhow had in the past more stories written here.

First time I felt a cummy hole with my throbbing cock I was much younger cruising a local gloryhole. One night someone turned around on me while he had been sucking me off for a while and the sensation of that sloppy drippy hole wrapping around my dick got me beyond rock hard. Knowing a mans hole is as hungry to receive my sperm as my cock is hungry to blast into it is a natural aphrodisiac that no drink or drug could ever replicate. I love sharing all body parts with multiple men, we're all here for a fun time. Let's play.

Chapter 4 Adrian laid there on top of me, obiously having worked up a sweat plowing my ass because it felt like his chest had a sheen on it. We didn't say anything for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only a few minutes, and Adrian's dick stayed lodged in my ass this entire time. The only sound in the room was the whimpers coming from me. "Relax baby, I can feel that heart racing", Adrian said softely into my ear. He was talking in a much softer, almost sympathetic, tone, which was a change from just a few minutes ago. Adrian's hands slipped under my chest and began rubbing and twisting at my nipples. Nobody had ever touched my nipples like this, and his rough hands felt good as they tweaked and pulled at them. Almost like it was hard wired to my nipples, my cock was once again rock hard. "Stop the whining fag boy, look how hard that little white dicklet is just from having your tits played with. Your're turned on having your nips played with, just like a woman. That don't happen with straight boys. I know you're in denial right now, white boy, but you gotta admit you loved my big dick plowing your ass. The way you were whimpering, begging for my dick, pushing back against that big cock, there's no way you can't say you're a cock slut", he softly whispered in my ear. Adrian squeezing my nipples was making my ass twitch around his cock, clamping down on it like a vice. "Yeah look at your faggot ass, clamping down on Daddy's big cock. You're trying to get it my big cock hard so it can fuck you again?". "Nnoo...Daddy I don't think you should fuck me again". I thought to myself one poz load was enough, I might get lucky and not catch anything. "Bullshit white boy. I know that tight pussy is begging for my cock again. I'm not done fucking this ass tonight. I know this ass wants more". I moaned, not sure sure if it was from the pleasure of my nipples being played with, or the dread of knowing I was gonna be fucked again. I felt Adrian's cock start to swell in my ass, and before long he was rock hard again. Feeling the cock grow in my ass was a weird sensation, and before long I felt my ass pushing up against Adrian, trying to get more cock. I let myself go. I wanted this cock. I didn't give a fuck about anything else, all I cared about was getting another load in my ass. "Yeah baby look at you trying to get more of that cock. I turned your ass. You're such a little faggot", he whispered in my ear. I didn't care about what he was saying, as long as he fucked me again. "You want Daddy to breed this ass again?", Adrian asked. "YES DADDY...PLEASE FUCK ME" I blurted out, almost yelling. I could not believe I was begging to be fucked again. I felt Adrian push himself off my back, his hard cock still lodged deep in my ass. "I'm gonna take these cuffs off white boy, don't do anything stupid". Adrian unhooked the link between the wrist straps, freeing them, but left the straps on my wrists. I felt the blindfold ripped from my head, and I was flooded by the light as my eyes struggled to adjust. Adrian flipped me over onto my back, his cock staying in my ass as he flipped me over. "I want you to watch Daddy as he fucks this tight pussy this time". He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me close to him, pushing his cock deeper into my ass. He grabbed both of my feet and placed them on his shoulders, then leaned forward over me, pushing my ass up into the air. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. I was once again totally held into place so Adrian could fuck me. Adrian's big brown eyes stared down above me as he was about only a foot away. "Beg me to fuck that ass faggot". "Ppllease...PLEASE FUCK ME" I stammered out, wishing he would just start already, wiggling my ass. "What do you want Daddy to do boy", Adrian asked. "PLEASE FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK AND CUM IN MY ASS". "Be careful what you ask for white boy", Adrian smirked and I felt his cock start working its way in and out of my ass. My ass was obviously loosened up from having just been fucked a few minutes ago, but I still felt incredibly full. I could feel the first load that Adrian blew in my ass leaking out around his cock and down my ass crack. "Daddy's gonna work that first load in boy. Nothing better than fucking a sloppy ass." Adrian kept fucking me and all I could do was moan as his big cock hammered at my ass. He had picked up speed to a steady rhythm, his balls filling the room with a "SLAP SLAP SLAP" everytime he bottomed out in my ass. His cock was digging deeper than it had before at this new angle, and it hurt like hell at first, but before long I was loving it. He caught me looking at the tattoo on his waist. He smirked and pointed to it. "You like that faggot? You know what that means?". I shook my head "no". "It means Daddy is POZ", he winked and kept thrusting. For whatever reason this turned me on even more. My lega slid off Adrian's shoulders and wrapped around his waist, trying to hold him closer to get more of his cock. He let go of my hands and I grabbed onto his muscular biceps. He took his hands and started tugging at my nipples again, putting my cock into over drive. Before long my cock was spewing again, blowing another one of my loads up onto me and Adrian's chests. "That's how all white boys should cum, hands free with a big black cock slamming into their pussy. You're such a little faggot", Adrian whispered into my ass as he kept fucking me. Adrian started sucking on my neck as he fucked me. It felt so damn good. I had not had anybody suck on my neck like this since I started making out with chicks in high school. I could feel Adrian's beard scratching at my neck as he sucked on it, leaving me with burn marks. There was no way I wasn't gonna have hickey's on my neck when he was done. Before long my cock was blowing a third load. I had never cum 3 times in such a short time frame, but I just could not help myself with this big cock in my ass. When I came, my ass clamped around Adrian's cock. Not long after, Adrian's thrusts and breathing became irregular and I felt his cock swell in my ass. His cock started spurting again, dumping what felt like another massive load in my ass. "Take that poz load white boy. Daddy's filling those guts with his poz babies", he grunted out as he came in my ass. After he came, Adrian collapsed down on me again. I laid there under him, being crushed by his body weight, as we both caught our breath. I felt Adrian's cock soften and slip from my ass with a "pop", followed by dribbles of what I knew had to be Adrian's cum down my asscrack. We laid there for a few minutes before I felt Adrian slide up off of me and stand next to the bed. It had felt good to be protected under Adrian's body, almost like we were having a moment. How had a I come to this? Laying under a big black stranger who had just fucked my ass, even after I asked him not to. I should be furious right now, but all I could think about how hot his cum dripping from my ass is. My ass felt so empty, like it was missing something. If you had told me this morning that I would be laying on a bed with two poz loads up my ass tonight I would have punched you in the face. But yet here I was. "Am I gay?", I thought to myself. "Nah, this was fun, but I still love women", I tried to tell myself. "I'm gonna go back to Audrey and pretend none of this happened". But then I panicked about Adrian being POZ. My heart raced once again. How I had let this happen once, yet alone beg for it a second time? My thoughts were quickly interrupted, as I felt Adrian grab me by the hair and pull me to the side of the bed. "A faggot always cleans up when Daddy is done fucking them. Get my cock cleaned up". I looked up at Adrian's cock and saw his cock shaft was slick my ass juicies, and his short pubes had white froth in them from churning up the cum in my ass as he fucked me. Not knowing what to do I grabbed the comforter from the bed to wipe Adrian's cock, as he held my head firmly by the hair. Adrian slapped me in the face, causing me to see stars again. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? THE ONLY THING YOU USE TO CLEAN THAT COCK IS YOUR MOUTH!!", he bellowed out. Clearly the old Adrian was back. I gagged in my mouth, thinking about where that cock had been and what could be on it. Before I could think anymore Adrian pulled my hair into his crotch, and I had not choice but to start licking. I cleaned all of the cum and ass juices from his cock, licking around so much that my tongue started to get sore. When Adrian was satisfied with my work he let go of my hair and walked into the bathroom, while I just knelt on the bed, not knowing what to do. I heard Adrian taking a piss in the bathroom, it sounded like he had just turned a garden hose on. The toilet flushed and Adrian walked out. I looked at Adrian, waiting for my next instructions, hoping I would not be yelled at again. "Look at you obeident little white boy, waiting for Daddy to come back. Go cleaned up fag time for bed". I got off the bed and went into the bathroom. "Don't you dare push any of my babies out of your ass baby boy, we want those swimmers to knock you up tonight". I closed the door and looked in the mirror. I looked like a mess. My hair was messed up, my eyes were red and puffy, and there was dried cum on my chest. My neck was full of hickey's from where Adrian had sucked on my neck. "That's gonna be tought to explain", I thought to myself. I turned around and inspected my ass in the mirror. My ass was red and tender to the touch, and my hole looked swollen. I could see a little of Adrian's coming leaking from my hole. I washed my face under the sink and grabbed a wash cloth and wiped the cum and lube from my ass crack before going back to join Adrian. I came out of the bathroom and saw Adrian laying in the other bed than the one we had just fucked on. I went to the bed Adrian fucked me on, not wanting to share a bed with him. "No white boy, you sleep over here with Daddy tonight". "What the fuck", I thought to myself. This man had just bred my ass twice, sleeping in a bed with him wasn't going to make it any more gay than it already has been. I crawled into bed next to Adrian, and he rolled over and put his big arms around me, and I could feel his big soft cock nestled in my ass crack. I thought Adrian was trying to fuck me again, but before long I could hear him snoring in my ear. I laid there, not able to sleep, trying to gather my conflicted thoughts. "Did I really like this? Am I gay? Did I just get HIV" I thought again to myself.

Me getting bred by my favorite fuck buddy. If you switch the pics back and forth, its like watching me get fucked.

I loved the nud nights, a basement full of guys all just fucking raw and in the open. So much fun and so many guys just having a great time.

A couple years back, I was fortunate enough to experience full-on trucker sex. At a truck stop. In his sleeper cab. And because it was always a fantasy of mine and it really happened, it is probably my favorite sex story I get to brag about. I was living in the south at the time, and driving home late one Sunday after visiting friends in a city a couple hours away. I had to piss bad, so I pulled into a Pilot gas station an dashed to the restroom. It was close to midnight and there wasn't a lot going on there. There were quite a few idling semi's in the parking lot, but the station was empty. I found the restroom, hauled out my cock and started relieving my distended bladder. About halfway through my piss the bathroom door opened and this skinny, older guy walks up to the urinal next to mine to do his business. The nice thing about this bathroom was that the urinals were those floor to chest models, with no partition inbetween. Perfect for sneaking a glance. The trucker (which I learned he was) had hauled out both his cock and balls through the fly and was pissing no-handed so I had prime viewing. And he was dangling some serious meat! It was thin, but long, with a heavy set of balls. I finished pissing through a semi-hardon. Which, I could see, had caught the Trucker's eye. When he finished, he spent a LONG time milking the piss from his cock, getting himself hard in the process. Naturally I stoked with him, letting him see my interest. After about a minute he said "My truck's just outside." I nodded at him. He put his cock and balls away and said "It's the white Freightliner on the far end. Give me a minute head start before you follow. Come up the passenger's side. I'll have the curtains pulled." Then he was out the door. I stayed in the bathroom and debated what to do. Should I climb into a strange rig? He could be a kidnapper or killer. Or he could be setting me up to get my ass beaten. But the hard cock I'd seen on him made me decide to go for it, so after waiting as I had been told, I headed out. The Freightliner was surprisingly spacious inside. I sat in the passenger seat, all nervous, and he in the driver's seat. He rubbed his package and I sunk to my knees, unzipped him, and pulled it out. Trucker was a skinny, redneck Daddy type, and his cock was every bit of eight inches. Thin, but very long, with a nice head on the end, which I popped right into my mouth. He tasted like he'd been driving and sweating all day. I worked his meat for awhile, until he said "I hope you like to get fucked, because I need some ass." I told him that I did and it had always been a fantasy to take a trucker's cock in his sleeper area. "C'mon then" he said and led me to the back. Right behind the front seats we walked into like a mini-bedroom of sorts. There was a microwave, coffee maker, little end table, and a small tv mounted on the bulkhead. There was also the main lower bed and a flip down bunk which was stowed into the wall. He lay on the bed and I stripped my clothes off. He had me suck him some more before he reached for the KY. He lubed up an fingered my hole while I straddled him. Then he used his hands on my hips to gently push me down to his cock. Because he wasn't super thick, once his head popped in I slid all the way down to the base. "Aww fuck yeah! That's what I need-- a hot hole on my dick!" I bobbed up and down for maybe five minutes, gyrating my ass and squeezing my ass muscles to make his cock feel good. Then almost without warning he said "Fuck, I'm cumming!" And I felt his head pulsing way up inside me. Now I don't mind saying I was just a tad disappointed by him cumming quickly. I was just starting to relax and enjoy his cock. Plus the throb of the idling diesel engine and actually being fucked in a truck had me turned on to where I was rock hard. Figuring we were done, I start to pull off him. "Wait, don't go anywhere. I can cum at least twice without going soft. Just keep riding it and you'll get another load if you want." Was this guy for real?? Evidently he was (or the Viagra was), because I kept slowly riding and milking his cock and true to his word, he never went limp. In fact, within five minutes he was fully hard again and thrusting up into me. I rode him another fifteen to twenty minutes, and toward the end my orgasm was building in my nuts. I was pitched forward and slamming down onto his dick while he shoved upward into me. His dick was massaging everything just right. "Dude, you're gonna make me cum! I'm not even striking it, and I'm gonna cum!" Understand at this point I only ever had tow or three no-hands orgasms in my life. They were still a rare novelty. So he fucked me until my load was shooting all over his chin and chest. I shuddered with delight and was spent. When my orgasm subsided, I started to pull off him again. You know how it is, once you cum you want the cock out of your ass ASAP. "Whoa, slugger, where do you think you're going? I ain't finished yet." With that he grabbed my hips hard and started thrusting up into my ass again. I wish I could say that this part was hot too, but to be honest my ass was getting really sore and I just really wanted him to be done. But he just kept fucking and fucking me. I gritted my teeth and tried to do everything to hurry his orgasm. I worked my ass muscles. I worked his nipples. I pushed the spot below his balls. All while praying that he would fucking blow his load. It probably took an additional ten minutes of him drilling me before he suddenly tensed up and shouted, "Fuuuuuck yeah!" And once again I could feel his bulbous cock head twitching and throbbing deep inside me. Once he shot the last of his load, he smacked my ass twice, and said, "NOW you can get off my dick, and the hell out of my truck." I dressed very quickly and skulked back to my car. My ass leaked his cum all the rest of the way home, an when I got there I jacked off twice thinking about my trucker fuck.

Any bottoms ever had someone whore them out. I’m not talking about exchange of money or anything. Just scenarios where you are ass up and he sends random guys to use your holes? I had a guy that use to do this for me. I would check into hotel and leave door open. I never had any previous conversation with the guys he would send, they would just walk in, fuck me and go. It was so hot and wanting to see if I am the only one or others have experienced this as well.

My mom and I lived in the house I grew up in after my parents divorced. The original thought was after I graduated high school I would go off to college, but sometimes life happens and plans get delayed or changed all together. After high school I decided to take a year off of my education and do some local work project to build up some cash reserves. Thinking back now, I am so glad I did. The summer after high school our neighbors, an elderly couple, decided to downsize and sell their home. I recall seeing a moving truck there one day, but was too busy to see the new home owners. A few days later I was doing some yard work outside, mind you it was summer and pretty warm, so I was already sweating and thirsty. I didn't hear anyone approach, but soon I heard someone asking, "excuse me". I looked up to find this very attractive man, probably late fifties, standing beside me with a cold beverage in his hand. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. My name is Jake, I just moved in next door and wanted to come introduce myself. I saw you outside working hard and I thought you might need a cold drink". Jake extended the drink out to me. "Thank you" is all I could say as I accepted the cold cup full of iced tea. Jake stuck out his hand, "and you are?". I took the cup away quickly, "sorry. Tim, great to meet you". I grabbed Jake's hand. Jake held my hand a little longer than necessary and I quickly got a sense of his strength and the length of his hand. "Good to meet you Tim. It seems you take great care of your yard, that is admirable", Jake said. I chucked, "I try, but this is my mom's place and when I finally leave home for college she might have to actually hire someone to do what I do for free." "How long until you are off to college?" Jake asked. "Not until next summer. I decided to take a year off and work". "Smart thinking" Jake said. "If you need some more work to do, please let me know. I don't really have time to maintain the yard, house, and pool." "I would love to help out, thank you for asking" I said. Jake said he would pay me, which I tried to talk him out of, but he wasn't having any part of it. "You can of course use the pool whenever you want, added perk", Jake said. "Oh man, you have a deal then" I handed the cup back to Jake and thanked him. "Why don't you come over tomorrow and I can show you around. You can swim if you want to and then maybe get started the day after? How does that sound?" Jake asked "I will see you tomorrow then, and thank you again Jake, looking forward to it. I said as we waved and Jake walked back to his house. The next day, in the late morning, I strolled over to Jake's. I decided to wear my swimsuit to let Jake know I was still interested in swimming. Just my swimsuit and a tshirt. I knocked and waited just a minute. Jake answered the door, swinging it open, "Hi Tim, great to see you". Jake was wearing a tight tank top, and very loose gym shorts. "Please come in" he said while waving me inside. Jake's house was very well decorated, with a lot of plants and sunshine, and very clean I noticed. I liked that and took note to keep it that way if I was ever around by myself. "You have a beautiful home Jake, thank you for inviting me over". I said. "No worries, hopefully you will be here a lot more helping me out, so please get comfortable and make yourself at home. I just finished up some work and was going to head out to check on the pool. wanna join me?". "that would be great". Jake led me through the kitchen to a patio door leading out back and the pool area. It was gorgeous, a bunch of plant life along with a nice medium sized pool. There were lounge chairs all around, great for sunning, I was jealous. I know how I would like to spend my days, here sunning. "There is another door to the patio", Jake pointed, "that leads to my bedroom", he paused for effect. "let me show you the pool equipment and then you can swim all you want. I am going to lay out and get some sun if you don't mind". "no of course not, it is your pool." I laughed. "besides a swim and sun sounds great, perfect weather". "The equipment is over this way." Around a corner, hidden behind a walled in area was the pump, filter, chemicals, and equipment. A very easy setup and system it seemed. "Easy enough. I can come by every other day, if that is ok with you". "sure, that works great. now for that swim. There are towels in that cabinet there and I will be right back", Jake said and walked towards his bedroom door. I got a towel, dropped it on one of the lounge chairs, and took off my shirt. I slowly got in and did a few laps as the water was very refreshing from the warm summer day. I didn't notice that Jake had returned, but when I looked up he was adjusting the lounger next to where I had dropped by shirt and towel. Jake was wearing bikini swim trunks now, which didn't leave much to the imagination. Jake finished adjusting his chair and turned to face the pool. I immediately noticed the outline of his cock, he seemed to be semi hard or very big while soft. My eyes were stuck on the front of his shorts, and I am sure Jake noticed. "how is the water Tim?" I quickly looked up at Jake, "water is great, thank you." Jake sat down on his lounger and started to get comfortable. "Tim, if you need anything please let me know, drinks or anything. I am going to get close my eyes for a bit". He started to spray on some sunscreen, "I fucking hate tan lines so try hard not to get them. I prefer an all over tan to avoid them". I think I knew what Jake meant, he liked to tan completely naked. I got out of the pool and quickly looked around, the backyard and pool were not visible by any of the neighbors, as the walls were a little higher than normal and all of the vegetation. "Do you ever tan naked Jake?" I asked quietly, not sure who could hear. Jake replied, "I love laying out naked, that is what I do when alone or company that thinks the same way. Tan lines are sexy in some situations, but not for me." I hesitated to ask what he meant by "in some situations", but I didn't. Instead I assured Jake that he should do whatever he normally would, about laying out naked. "Are you sure Tim?", Jake asked. "Sure, I don't mind at all" I replied. Jake responded "great" and stood to slowly remove his bikini swim suit. I did nothing but stare, how could I not? When Jake pulled the front down over this cock, I could then see that he was definitely soft at first, because now he seemed to be growing, and growing quick. Jake's cock was beautiful; uncut, veiny, and big balls. Jake stood up right fully now, with his dick swinging a little. "Thank you Tim, that feels much better." Jake sat back down on his chair, leaned back with his eyes closed and adjusted his cock in front of me. "Tim, if you want to lay out naked, it is alright with me", Jake said without looking at me. I started to get out of the pool and head for my lounge chair, quickly so Jake couldn't see that I was aroused. I quickly got my shorts off and laid on my stomach. "I love the heat on my body", Jake said. He looked over at me and said, "Tim you might get burnt on your ass, would you like some sunscreen?" "Yes, thank you. I hadn't thought about that". Jake sat up on his chair and took a tube of sunscreen, squirted some into the palm of his hand, then started rubbing it around my ass, from my lower back down along my inner thighs. He seemed to pay a lot of attention to patting my ass cheeks then sliding his hand through my crack, which was now aching. "I think I have most of it, but maybe just a little more to be sure", Jake said. "ok" is all I could get out. After another squirt into Jake's hand, I felt him applying the lotion again. Now I felt both of his hands on my ass, kneeding my ass cheeks and rubbing in the lotion. I felt him use both of his hands and pull my ass apart then releasing my cheeks. Jake said quietly, "fucking nice. you are definitely taken care of now". He patted my ass and adjusted to lay back down. As I turned to thank Jake I could see his cock was very hard now, his foreskin pulled back tight over the head of what looked like a wet tip. I stared at his big cock but murmured, "thank you". "Anytime, as you noticed, I enjoyed it tremendously". Jake said "um, I can see that". Jake propped himself up on an elbow and asked, "does it bother you that I got excited?" Finally I took my eyes off of his cock and looked at him in the face. "Absolutely not, the opposite really". Maybe that was too much information. Jake just smiled at me for a while and laid back down, "good" is all he said. He didn't soften at all, but rather seemed to get even bigger....or thicker. After a few minutes of silence I started to settle down, I could feel my cock shrink. Jake started chatting again, never opening his eyes, just relaxing while probing me, figuratively. "Tim, I am guessing you know I am gay" I laid my head down, so it faced him. I couldn't seem to stop staring at his cock. "Yes, I kind of figured". Jake continued, "By your reaction to my...situation and the way you reacted to me applying lotion to your ass, I am thinking you might also enjoy those same things. Am I right? Have you experienced things with men?" I had been staring at Jake's cock so had noticed he had turned his head toward me after he asked that question. As I processed my answer I glanced up and noticed him staring at me. "Jake, I don't know how much I should share, but you are somewhat close to right. I have only sucked someone before, but fantasized a LOT". I was rock hard again answering that, thinking back to all of my fantasies that involved me being fucked. "Do you mind if I ask what your favorite fantasy is?" Jake asked. I thought for a moment and decided to turn over, at this point I didn't care if Jake knew I was aroused. As I settled in on my back I started to relive my fantasy. "It isn't anything super sexy or special really, but since I knew I wanted to be with a man I have wanted a man to be inside of me, deep. I have had a toy in me and masturbated often like that, but never gotten to enjoy that for real". I realized I was breathing hard. I wanted so bad to wrap my hand around my cock and masturbate furiously. I kept my eyes closed and asked, "I hope I am not sharing too much". I heard Jake move on his chair next to me so I looked over at him. He was now on his side, cock straining, "absolutely not! I am very intrigued and interested in what you think about and fantasize about." I looked at Jake and asked, "can I ask you some questions about what you like?" "oh yes, please do" Jake answered. Thinking about the pictures and online porn I have seen I asked, "do you like to fuck or be fucked?" Jake didn't hesitate at all, "I like to be the one fucking for sure". I quickly asked, "why?". Jake took off his glasses and started to look past me, as though he was flashing through memories. As he started to answer I saw his hand slide down and hold his big balls in his hand. "For me Tim, I guess is the feeling of a man's ass on my cock, there is nothing like it. I love the slow penetration, watching him enjoy my cock as I slide into him slowly. I enjoy that naked contact of skin on skin, my cock all the way in him, and his pleasure finally taking over him. Simply amazing". Jake was slowly sliding his foreskin over the tip of his cock, back and forth, long slow strokes. His cock was just so nice, big and meaty. "Jake, do all men enjoy you that way? You seem to be pretty big". Jake let go of his gorgeous cock and laughed. "I think there is a compliment in there somewhere, but yes, they all do. It is the way that I fuck I guess. I don't believe in pushing in hard or forcing my dick into someone, no I would rather go in slowly and let him get used to me. Does that make sense Tim?". "Yes it does Jake, very much". I closed my eyes again and muttered, "just as I imagine it". "whew", Jake let out. "I have to go cool off, if you know what I mean and not just because of the heat". I opened my eyes to see Jake stand between our chairs. that big cock just bounced in mid air. Now that his cock was closer, it was truly amazing. Thick, long, and now I could see leaking wet. Jake turned to pick up a towel and bet over in front of me, his balls were huge and low, which I find very sexy. He turned back to me and said, "I hope to continue our conversation in a minute, just need to cool off". While he said cool off, he grabbed his cock again, right in front of me. He turned and I watched him head for the pool. He dropped his towel near the side and jumped in. I laid my head back down and tried to calm down as well. I laid there thinking about Jake's cock and really how his hands felt massaging my ass cheeks, it felt so good and wanted more. No way I could tell him that, of course, way too forward for me, but I could certainly think it. "uh um", Jake cleared his throat. I hadn't heard him get out of the pool, but he was standing next to me, already dried off. "I see you didn't cool off much in that time", he said as he saw I was still very hard from the thoughts and our conversation. I looked up at him, he was now only semi hard, but still...a thing of beauty. "Sorry, carried away in my thoughts", I said. Jake sat down again, facing me. "Continuing our conversation, what were those thoughts you just had, if you are ok to share?". I wasn't quite sure how to share those thoughts, because it is like a rabbit hole to me, but I shared this. "When you were putting lotion on my butt, the way your hands moved, where you touched me at, I loved that and was replaying it in my mind, over and over". "Tim, you have a great ass, I hope you didn't mind me exploring a little". I could see Jake's cock twitch when he said that. "No, I actually loved it". I was now breathing hard. "Well, in that case, I would love to apply more lotion or even better, give you a nice rub down. If you want". Jake said I really didn't know how to response, all I could come up with was "yes please". Jake said, "great!" and stood up. Now I could tell his cock was getting harder. Jake held out his hand for me to help me up. I took his hand and got up from the chair. Jake then turned and led me towards the patio door entry to his bedroom. When I walked through the door the bedroom was dark and it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. Jake's bedroom seems normal enough, not sure if I was expecting some gay dungeon, but it was just a normal room. A big bed, night stands, dressers, TV, etc. Jake turned to me, getting closer until I felt the wet tip of his big cock brush against my thigh. "Let me get a towel for you and then you can lay on the bed". He said. Jake turned, leaving a small wet spot on me where his dick touched me, to get a towel from the bathroom. Jake returned with a towel and what seemed like a larger bottle of oil or lotion, I couldn't tell. He laid the towel out and asked me to please lay down on my stomach. I crawled onto the big bed and laid down as instructed. I then felt Jake get on the bed behind me. I felt him move up so he was straddling my lower legs. I felt some oil being dripped onto my lower back, down over my ass cheeks, and on my upper legs. "Let me know if anything is uncomfortable for you Tim", Jake said softly. I just moaned. Jake's hands started on my lower back, above my butt. He was soft at first, while moving his hands down over my butt cheeks to my upper thighs, using as much of the oil as possible. It felt great and I told him so, "that feels very nice". Soon Jake's hand were at my lower back again but this time applying more pressure and slowly moving them down ass, kneading my ass cheeks with the oil. I was lost in pleasure when Jake softly said, "you have such a beautiful ass Tim". "thank you" is all I could get out. Jake's fingers continued to caress my ass and then lingering in between them, over my ass hole, rubbing the outside of my hole and then moving on again, either to my lower back or down over my balls. I had never experienced that, but it felt so damn good!!! Jake did this a couple more times and then I felt him get up a little and lean in toward my ear. As he did this his hands were on either side of me, I noticed because at the same time I felt something else, hot and hard, laying on my ass crack. 'HIS big cock'. "It seems as though you really enjoyed that last bit Tim. I hope you it all. I am going to work your upper back a little now". I just moaned softly. Jake leaned back but his big cock staying in my ass crack. I felt some oil being poured on my shoulders, and ten some drops dripping on my ass crack, must be falling on his big dick too. As Jack started in on my shoulders his cock slid up and down my crack, his thickness spreading my cheeks apart. I started to feel things I had never felt before and only wanted more. I am was not sure why, but I started pushing back slightly on his cock, not really sure if he was noticing. When I was sure he didn't notice me push back on his cock, one hand left my shoulders and held my ass cheek, pulled it apart to let his cock head actually touch my hole. electricity surged through me. Then I felt a small pat on my ass and his hand returned to my shoulder. "I like that boy. It seems like your ass is aching". "mmmmmmmm. yes sir, it is aching". I managed to get out. Jake's hands started moving down my body again, over my back muscles to right above my ass cheeks. I could feel his cock between my cheeks, still hard and I was still pushing back on him slightly and I knew he was enjoying that. Soon Jake's hands were kneading each of my cheeks, his thumb would move under his big cock and brush my hole, first one once in a while then with every passing of his hand. Before long his thumb would get stuck on my ass hole, each time it would get stuck it would poke in a little or pull my hole open. I was feeling very very exposed to him and I really enjoyed it. "Fuck Tim, your ass looks so good and is so eager for something in it. Damn you really have me going." Jake said..panting hard. "Tim, I do have to apologize, I have made a bit of a mess....this whole time I have been leaking precum all over your ass." Jake reached over and took my hand, guiding it behind me to feel his precum all over my ass and crack. I was amazing I hadn't felt all of it already. I was very wet back there. He then guided my hand to his swollen, and very wet, cock. "ummmm...I told you, I am leaking like crazy." Jake said. "That's it, hold my big cock in your hand, milk some more out of me". I was definitely milking Jake's big cock. I had never felt one that big and only fantasized about it to this extreme. I wanted something inside of me, needed something inside of me, needed Jake's cock inside of me, BAD! I held Jake's cock in my hand and turned to ask him 'the' question. "Jake, will you fuck me?". Jake leaned down close to my face and said, "yes Tim, I would love to". Jake then kissed me fully, his tongue in my mouth, not sure I would have liked that, but I found it so sexy and sensual. I wanted more. Jake raised up and I started to spread my ass cheeks for him, but instead of his big cock, I felt his thumb slowly enter me. "Tim, I think I should fuck you with you on your back to start with." I looked at him with a puzzled look, I didn't understand. Jake continued, "Since it is your first time, and my cock is a little big, I can take my time and see the reaction on your face and now how fast to go. Plus the angle of my cock entering you will be easier this way. I know you want a cock in you from behind, and trust me I want to fuck you from behind, but let's start with this position." I felt Jake pull his thumb out of my ass, I felt so empty and wanting more. "Turn over Tim", Jake said while helping me turn over so I was on my back. Jake's fingers went right back to my ass, playing with me and then stroking his amazingly hard cock that was bouncing right in front of me. "Tim, I am going to lube you up to help me sliding into you". Jake grabbed a bottle of lube from nightstand drawer. I felt him drizzle some on my hole and then watched him lube up that big cock. It was so impressive to see. My own cock was twitching just watching him. Jake then took my legs and put them over his shoulders. while holding his cock with one hand, Jake asked, "are you ready Tim?". I nodded my reply, it was all I could do. Jake rubbed his wet cock head around my hole. "Tim, I want in your ass so fucking back, I am leaking everywhere. I hope that is ok". "Yes Jake, I love that feeling". "Tim, I want in you so bad, but I also need you to know something". "ok" "Tim I am hiv positive. Do you know what that means?", Jake asked. I felt the pressure of his cock at my ass now, slightly pushing. "Yes", I said letting the conversation drop. "Tim, I am on medication, and truly undetectable, but I wanted you to know before I push into you. I have been leaking in your hole for a few minutes now, but at this point it is your decision.". Jake stopped pushing. He looked into my eyes and I knew I wanted him in me so fucking bad. "Jake, please fuck me". Jake smiled and started to push in again. "Tim, you should push out a little, like you are taking a shit, but don't push that hard. It will help you accepting my cock.". I started pushing out a little, and at the same time Jake started pushing in. I felt a lot of resistance by my ass, not wanting that big thing in me, but our will power overwhelmed us both. In an instant it was like a 'pop' and I felt his cock head expand my ass open wider than I had ever felt before. It was painful, but at the same I just wanted more! Jake paused, "thank you baby, fuck that feels so good. I am going to start pushing some more". Now Jake had his hands on my hips and alternated looking into my eyes and looking down to see his cock disappear. "Good boy Tim, you have taken half of my cock already. here comes the rest". Taking the rest of Jake's big cock was more of the stretching and dull pain that there at been, but I could tell the pleasure was also increasing. I looked down at Jake's waist, which was so sexy but it is now I noticed my cock was only semi hard, but oozing a continual stream of precum. I had never done that before! I knew right then I needed more, much more! Finally Jake's hips were touching the back of my legs. "There baby boy, I am all the way in you, fuck it feels good". Jake said. Jake took one leg in each hand and started to slowly slide in and out of my ass. Jake's face and an intense look of passion and lust. "Your ass is so tight Tim, you are milking my cock" Jake said while watching his cock slide in and out of me! Jake pulled his cock all the way out of me and I was left open and panting, wanting more. I felt so empty! Immediately he pushed all the way in me, up to his balls. I moaned out loud...no it was more of a very loud whimper. "yes baby, take my big cock", Jake said. "You love it don't you boy?" I moaned a loud, "YES"! I was in pure ecstasy . I had never felt anything like it, the true fucking of a true man. My eyes rolled back into my head I felt so full with Jake in me, full of that massive cock. I looked at Jake again, his eyes were open and staring at me as he slid in and out. Jake pushed all the way in me and bent down between my legs so his face was just above mine. He then kissed me deeply and I returned his intensity and wrapped my legs around his back. Jake broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes, "baby, I need to cum so bad. I will tell you and then pull out and shoot my cum on your stomach and cock". He paused, looking at me. It look me few seconds to think, and I asked him, "is that the best way for you to cum Jake?" "No boy, I would love to fuck you fast and deep and then cum deep in you, but only if you wanted that too." Jake said. Again, I paused and thought, then looked into Jake's eyes, "I want you to cum in me sir, please". Still looking into my eyes,Jake began to smile and I almost thought I felt his cock swell a little more. "That makes me so happy Tim, good boy." Jake rose to kneel again between my legs, taking each leg in a hand. His look was of pure desire now, and that turned me on even more. Jake removed his hand from one leg and wrapped it around my hard cock. "That's it boy, we are going to cum together". He started picked up the pace of his cock sliding in and out of me. Each thrust back in me I felt his cock head touch an area I didn't know existed and heard the slapping sounds from his waist hitting my ass. "fuck yes boy. you want my cum, don't you?". Jack said while breathing hard. "yes daddy, please! I want you to cum in me". The pressure of Jake's big cock sliding in and out of me, hitting every pleasure spot, and his hand on my hard cock was all I could take. "Jake I am cumming, I am cumming" and shot my load all over his hand as he jerked my cock up and down. "fuck Tim, I am cumming, take my load boy". Jake pushed in deep and I felt his cock grow and then felt the pressure of a stream of liquid in that deep place in my tummy. Jake was shooting his hot cum into me...four...five...I felt the streams in me. Jake was cumming so much. Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider.

When Debra, an ex-girlfriend who is a professional photographer, asked me to model for an erotic photography shoot, I agreed without telling my wife. Debra explained it would be a gay scene. I told her I was a little uncomfortable about the whole thing, but she promised my face wouldn’t be shown and the sex would be simulated. Sire, I had often fantasized about doing it with another guy but I was happily married and had enjoyed a completely straight sex life. Besides, the modeling fee was good, and we needed the money since I had just started graduate school. I showed up at Debra’s apartment and met Mark, the other model. She had told me he was openly gay. He was extremely good looking and well built. I noticed he had a very sexy rope tatoo around his thick bicep. When I took off my clothes, I was thinking about how it would feel to have Mark’s strong hands touching me, and I got quite hard. Debra smiled when she saw my erection, saying it would add to the realism. Mark was hard, too, and I saw that his cock was longer and thicker than mine. Debra said she wanted us to wear some props. She gave Mark a leather biker cap and studded leather wrist bands; she gave me a rainbow pride ring and snapped a leather dog collar around my neck. “There, Andy,” she said, “now you really look like a bottom.” I blushed beet red. Then she handed each of us a studded leather cock ring. “This will help you stay hard, sweetie,” she said. I remembered that she used to call me that when we were dating. Mark stood very close to me. Debra instructed us to hold each other’s cock. I had never touched another man’s penis before. His grew even harder in my hand, a sensation I found strangely pleasurable. He closed his eyes and smiled, and I heard him grown softly. He started to stroke my dick, gently but firmly. I felt myself trembling with excitement. I was surprised at how aroused I felt. “OK, guys, let’s get started. Mark, I want some shots of you sucking Andy’s cock. I’ll be behind you.” Mark got on my knees and proceeded to give me an amazing blow job – much better than anything my wife could do. I heard Debra’s camera clicking away. She moved around to the side and came closer. Mark’s face would be clear in these photos, but he didn’t seem to care. “Your turn, Andy.” When she saw me hesitate, she said I should just fake it because she would be behind me. She told me to run my hands up Mark’s well-sculpted abs so she could capture my pride ring. I was just inches from Mark’s hairy crotch. Debra came to the side, holding the camera very close. “Sweetie, do me a favor and just kiss the tip of Mark’s dick, OK?” I don’t know whether it was Mark’s delicious manly aroma or my desire to please Debra, but I did as she said. Then, without her saying a word, I opened my mouth and began to lick the head of his dick. “Oh my god, that’s perfect!” Debra exclaimed, taking more photos. I tasted Mark’s precum and found I really liked it. As Debra encouraged me, I slowly took more of his cock into my mouth until I felt him hit the back of my throat and gagged. “That’s OK, sweetie,” she said. “I used to gag, too. It takes practice. You’ll learn.” I wasn’t sure what she meant. Next we moved from Debra’s living room into her bedroom. At Debra’s direction, Mark and I lay down on her bed, with me on the bottom. As Debra coached us for her photos, I felt Mark’s cock rub against mine. “That’s great,” she said. “Very realistic.” I started to breathe faster. I even moaned a little. Mark said that made it easier for him to stay hard. When he kissed me, I didn’t try to stop him. In fact, I opened my mouth and nobbled on his tongue. Debra kept taking pictures and telling us what a great job we were doing. Next Debra said she wanted some shots of Mark licking my ass. I got on my knees and I felt Mark’s strong hands spread my ass cheeks. His tongue quickly found my puckered hole. He started on the outside, then I felt his tongue probing my opening. I felt little electric charges radiating from my ass through my entire body. Debra leaned in to get close-up shots. I clutched the pillow and moaned with pleasure. Debra told me to lie on my belly and instructed Mark to lie on my back. I spread my legs apart. I felt his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks, and the sticky moisture of his precum. Suddenly the room seemed very warm. I was panting hard now. I thought about my wife and was really glad I hadn’t told her about the whole thing. “Listen, guys,” Debra said. “This just won’t do for the close-ups. It isn’t convincing. I need you to try just a little actual penetration. Please. I really the shot. Mark, here’s some lube.” Then, to me, “Sweetie, just relax a bit and soon I’ll have what I need.” I nodded; my mouth was too dry to speak. I didn’t know what was happening but I knew I wanted to feel Mark inside me. He put some lube on his finger and worked it into my ass. He was very gentle. I felt a warm sensation and my body trembled. Then he put some lube on the head of his cock. He asked Debra if he should use a rubber but she said the photos would sell for a lot more without it. “Andy, is that OK with you?” he asked. “I guess so,” I answered meekly, without thinking. Then Mark placed the tip of his cock against my butt hole. It stung and I tried to pull away. Debra leaned close, put her hand on mine, and said softly but firmly, “You can do this for me, sweetie.” Mark leaned forward and licked my ear, then told me to kiss him. I did as he said, and our tongues danced together. It was intense and suddenly my back passage opened to him. My body seemed to be responding without my will. I heard myself moan loudly. The warmth and fullness were exquisite, unlike anything I had ever felt before during straight sex. “You like this,” Mark said. I nodded. He went deeper, then deeper still until I felt his public hairs against my butt cheeks. High-pitched, girlish “ah!” sounds came from my mouth. Debra kept snapping pictures. Soon Mark was thrusting in and out. He was grunting and calling me obscene names like “cunt” and “faggot.” I loved how excited he was. “I’m taking your manhood, Andy,” he said, a note of triumph in his voice. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me forcefully. I opened my mouth and let his tongue explore mine. I kept kissing him as I felt him explode inside me. “And now I just bred you and made you my bitch,” he grunted in my ear. It sounded so masculine and sexy when he said this. And then I felt an odd orgasm, tingling throughout my body, and a little cum oozed from my cock. My whole body quivered. It wasn’t like a regular male orgasm at all. Debra was delighted. “That was amazing, boys!” she exclaimed. “I never realized how hot two guys together could be.” As we lay there, breathing hard, our bodies covered with sweat, Mark whispered in my ear, “I would love to see you again.” I said yes without hesitation. Then we kissed, more tenderly. Debra looked at me and said, “Sweetie, I think you may be a fag. And now you even have a boyfriend.” I did not reply. I just lay there. I was too confused. I thought I loved my wife, but this was the best sex I’ve ever experienced. Debra may be right. My wife still doesn’t know about the photos.

I was trained by my Daddy by drinking my own in steps. I started out with highly diluted water and piss mixtures and then worked my way up to full piss. From there, I worked my way to taking the first piss of the day.

Certainly there are pollsters who ask leading questions - as Yes, Prime Minister demonstrated in the mid-1980's, you can get a lot of people to answer almost any poll question the way you want. Certainly enough to skew the result. A pollster mentioned a couple of years back that when they conducted polls that year, the "uptake" rate - people who answered the phone and agreed to take the poll - was 0.4%. It can't have gotten any better. So you're already dealing with a very small segment of the population (those with a phone who'll take calls from an unknown number) and then filtering it by those who are willing to take the poll at all. I have no doubt those people skew heavily older. Because people answering the phone and taking the poll used to be far more common, it was easy to figure out a "correction" factor - if people 55 to 65 were 12% of the population but only 9% of the respondents, you could weight the responses of that 9% slightly higher. You do the same for all age brackets, races, sex, income brackets, and so forth, by comparing them to the general population. But when the respondents are so few in number, it's virtually impossible to guess how much weight to boost, say, the 18 to 25 age group when you have only 2 out of 1,000 respondents in that age group, despite that group being much, much larger in the general population. We're also in a far more polarized age than we were as recently as, say, 2008 or 2012. So there are fewer swing voters, for one thing. We have a huge population who are registered with neither major party, but the truth is that most of those people vote for one party or the other on a consistent basis; they just don't want to be officially affiliated with them. Yet gullible reporters breathlessly talk about the "growing number of independent voters" without realizing they're anything BUT independent in practice. And finally, two other things were historically true: youth voter turnout always lagged older voters; and while young voters skewed liberal/Democratic, they often shifted more conservative as they hit their 30's. But in the last few elections, youth turnout has skyrocketed (at least compared with election cycles early in the century), and millennials are largely NOT changing their voting habits as they age. Demographers suspect this has to do with the fact that two major factors that used to coincide with a rightward shift - starting a family and buying a home - are increasingly out of reach for a lot of younger voters. All of which is to say that there are no valid models for figuring how all these factors need to be weighted to "correct" a poll sample that is already small and out of balance with the population as a whole. But it's worth noting that Biden, and Democrats in general, have been outperforming the polls since right after Trump was elected, and Trump and the Republicans have been underperforming. Trump's gotten a smaller share of the primary vote than expected in every state so far, especially considering he's a virtual incumbent. He's clearly still popular with much of his base, and many of those who voted for DeSantis or Haley or anyone else will probably vote for him in the long run, but when you're actually only the second or third choice of many of your own party's rank and file, things aren't looking good. That often presages a turnout gap.

We spent 2 hours pounding Drew’s arse. Five of us - three Daddies and two boys. We made Drew suck our cocks and balls first before we started on his arse. We all took turns eating his arse and teasing his caged cock by licking his balls. The kid’s cock was training against the steel cage - he was so fukkin horny. The Daddies, me, Hamish and Steve decided that the boys should go up Drew first. Ryan went first and climbed on Drew’s back and went balls deep inside him. He fucked him good for about ten minutes before he pumped the first load up Drew’s hole. Dwayne was next - he’s bigger than Ryan so he stretched Drew out even more. He only lasted minutes before he blasted Drew’s guts with his load. I went straight up Drew’s hole next - we decided to go in order of age and cock size. I mounted my boy and slid in easy up to my balls. I love fucking Drew and breed him most days but with Ryan and Dwayne’s freshly pumped loads in him his arse was fucking amazing. The boys shoot big loads so my cock was covered in cum and with each thrust more sperm squirted out his hole over my balls. I enjoyed his hole for about 20 minutes before I inseminated him. I pulled out then it was the big guns. Hamish’s cock is like a pyramid - his helmet is the same size as mine but the base of his cock is wider than a coke can. He mounted Drew, pressed his sock on Drew’s gaping and very wet hole and started pushing. Even though Drew was fucked wide open, Hamish forced his giant pole all the way into Drew until every inch was inside him. I got closer to get a good look - and to lick Hamish’s balls. Drew’s hole look beautiful stretched open over Hamish’s meat. Hamish fucked long deep strong thrusts into Drew and soon grunted and exploded inside Drew’s arse. Finally Steve had his turn. Steve’s sock is not quite as thick as Hamish’s but it is by far the longest. He was horny as fuck watching us breed Drew so his cock looked bigger than ever. Drew had been begging to be unlocked bur I said “no! Not until Steve has fucked you and seeded your arse” Steve flipped Drew on his back and I held his legs up while Steve rammed his cock deep inside Drew in one brutal thrust. He fucked Drew real ruff for 10 minutes then emptied his balls deep inside him. He pulled out and I put my mouth over Steves cock and took as much of it down my throat as I could. It tasted great covered with his sperm and all the loads from the boys and Hamish. Then I flipped Drew on to his belly and buried my face in his arse and ate the boy’s and my buddies sperm from his hole. His hole was wide open and dripping seed. We let him rest for an hour then we started again - this time his cock was free and erect. The boys went up next followed by Hamish and Steve then I went last. His arse was swimming in sperm as I added my load to the nine that were already inside him. When we were all finished I asked him if he wanted to cum and where. He said he wanted to fuck Steve. Steve rarely gets fucked but we all talked him into it so Drew mounted Steve and fucked and seeded his hole. After everyone left, I took Drew to bed, sweaty with a cum-filled hole, We didn’t shower. I was soaking in sweat and so was Drew. I put my arms round Drew and spooned him, enjoying his wet arse in my crotch. He smelled great - like a young cum dump should. The great thing about having a large group of regular fuck buddies is we can arrange nights like these.

Ideas outside of the box: Changing a site description to Educational Human Anatomy might work.

Group sex has always been so much hotter to me. There's something about sharing an ass with other men that turns me on every time. I love thinking about the men that used this hole before me and will use it after me. I love seeing an ass leaking loads and a cock covered in other men's cum. An ass filled with cum just feels so wet and warm and good. My favorite moment is when I can start to feel the cum dripping down my balls because I know the bottom is so loose and open and ready for my load.

From the Oxford: the·ism /ˈTHēˌizəm/ noun belief in the existence of a god or gods, especially belief in one god as creator of the universe, intervening in it and sustaining a personal relation to his creatures. "there are many different forms of theism" I'm not sure what "theism", at least in the modern sense, has to do with cumdumpery - maybe that some deity wants us to rawfuck each other? Priapus would definitely be in favor, I'm sure (for some truly ancient, deliciously filthy statuary, give him a little google). In a sense, when we "connect" our Lusts with others of the same bent, that can be a "spiritual" sharing of our mutual Lusts, as well as sharing our Sperm. I can't say I experience Breeding a Hole in a theocratic sense though. To me, it's a crucial, important, beautiful "act" that benefits each guy tremendously - each and every time. 😇

There isn't a list of banned words. I too was curious and asked recently. I got some thoughtful responses and some good explanations as to why a list isn't kept, but no list itself. If you remember yours, then DP me...er,... DM me I mean. 🤣

Was out of town last weekend in a town with lots of bookstores. Went to my favorite one. Flat fee with an area with glory hole boothes and another side with theaters and a couple private dark rooms. Load #1 Older daddy 60's average build with a dark tan complexion possibly hispanic with a whooper of 8in cut cock jerking off in the booth. I was able to get him to feed me the cock for a couple minutes. After I thorough sucking I backed my ass up to the hole and he proceeded to pound me for a good 10 mims hard thru the glory hole until I felt his load spasm in my ass for load 1. Lots of walking around and a couple sucks but no loads until. Load #2 Daddybear dressed in Starbucks uniform comes to the boothes. He was about late 40s white bear with white short bread short hair wearing a SB hat looking like he was amanager. We enter same booth and make out and proceeds to suck me for a couple mins. I manage to get him to his feet amd start sucking while also letting my shorts fall down so all that is left is my jockstrap. A couple minutes of sucking with him rubbing my ass, he spins me around and inserts his 6 inch thick cut cockand fucks my ass for a couple minutes before he breeds my hole. Load#3 Shortly after, I go to the theater and I see a huge chubby daddy bear watching a video. Dude looked like a twin of the late 90s wrestler Vader with a bald round face and big beefy belly and strong legs. He shorts were down and his shirt was off. I approached and started rubbing his big hairless belly, his cock was thick and grew to about 6.5 inches hard, I proceeded to get on my knees and suck that bears cock while also rubbing his beautiful belly and finally playing with his nipples. Nipples and the sucking must of sent him over the edge cause he roared out and blasted his load in my mouth. I swallowed half and spit and the rest into my hand and worked them into my ass. By this time the ABS was just about dead, so I decided to go to a Theatre down the street like two blocks. Load#4 When I walked in I immediately saw a huge white bald daddybear 50s with a white beard dressed with sweatpants, he was sitting down jerking off furiously a huge thick uncut cock about 7inch thick. We made eye contact and I instantly got on my knees and started sucking, I needed to sit on this beautiful cock, i then stood up quickly turned around and impaled myself on that beauty. About 5 or 6 pumps and he was giving me his load. Load#5 at the other end of the theatre watching the last guy was an 60s white older average build gotee daddy with jeans, belt buckle, and cowboy boots jerking off watching the show. His cock was cut average about 6.5-7inches I immediately went to town on his cock without putting my shorts back on from the last fuck. I sucked for a couple minutes before he stood up and bent me over the couch for a nice through railing before my ass was able to milk his load out. After that not much luck there or at the previous place so I counted my blessings for the day.

If they (meaning elected officials/law enforcement) feel that age restrictions for certain web sites are required shouldn't that be left up to the parents? I find it almost laughable that those in positions of authority are going to be able to "police" not just the entire internet but any other type of device. To me the only two things that will never go out of business are alcohol and sex. They're going to be around, and people are going to find a way to circumvent the "rules". Even on this site, yes many of us have to use a VPN because of laws in our states, and personally I think that is outrageous. But will it eliminate the ability to obtain porn or access certain websites? I don't think so. They could probably pass legislation that would make it illegal for a company like T.I.M. to send us gigs of porn through the USPS, but what about Fed Ex, UPS, etc? Are they going to have EVERY piece of mail examined. I just don't think it's feasible. Now will they try and shut down these production companies, I am sure that is next. But that's like trying to shut down one weed distributor, only to have five more pop up in it's place. I know this is an incredibly complex issue and I doubt many straight people are aware till they try and access "Porn Hub" in their state, only to find some blank screen. It's like a virus no one is quite aware of yet, it's coming, we just don't know where or when it will strike exactly. It will be interesting to see if other countries will even cooperate. Will movies be shot in Mexico or Spain (a real hot bed of gay porn, FYI), Brazil or maybe parts of Asia. I just don't see how they are going to control adult content. Where there is a will, there is a way....

I imagine like most guys, it built over time. But that first time I was nude in front of a man that wanted to use me for his pleasure was the turning point. When I was younger I was flexible enough to suck my own cock. While the feeling of being sucked was great, having my mouth flooded with cum was an incredible rush. I watched a load of straight porn growing up, and identified with the woman. What was she feeling? The look on her face, she was loving having that cock in her... A finger in my hole in the shower, then a few. Finding objects to insert and fuck myself with. I bought an assortment of dildos over the years and used them to get myself off. Then I got up the nerve to meet my first real cock. I stripped and dropped to my knees so easily it was like I was made for it. I only got to suck him the first time we met, getting fucked came later. But that was my first time being nude in front of a man for sex and it felt so good and natural and uninhibited... to this day once I am nude there isn't much I can't be talked into. It built up over time, but once I was nude on my knees in front of a man and had my first cock in my mouth that wasn't mine, taking cock in my ass was a natural progression.

Just left from an intense anon fuck, got in to the open door, it was all dark, we agreed that I'll strip and get on my knees and put on a blindfold that was left for me. I waited about 5 min before I felt the presence of someone else, then realized it was at least 2 sets of hands touching me all over and feeling my prelubed hole (my partners morning cum of course). Then i was led to the bedroom, was put on my back, with my exposed hole and the one of them started rimming me and the other put a bottle of poppers for me to huff. then I realized there were 3 men in the room when I was ordered to suck 2 at a time when the guy that was rimming started playing with his cock head on my hole, slightly pushing in. that's when I started begging him to use me. so he shoved his entire cock all the way and I moaned in pleasure. he wasn't that long but thick and started pounding my hole nice and fast. when he came they switched positions and I tasted his cock with leftover cum and my ass juices while the other men pushed in my hole. this went on for a while and when they all finished dumping a load in me, still blindfolded I asked if they wanted to DP me. their answer was simple, "fuck yeah!" so I switched positions and sat on one cock while the second started pushing in and the third stood in front of me, allowing me to suck on his cock while feeding me poppers. i came like that and they all continued fucking me in doubles, alternating pairs till they all started cumming in me but continued fucking. When they finished I was plugged to keep the 8 loads they deposited in me. now I am ready and excited for me triple fuck later today!!! 🐷

Chapter 18 That evening Jason and Jake enjoy a dinner in the city. After dinner, Jason receives a text from Tyler inviting them to an event. He looks up at Jack with a devilish grin and tells him that he thinks they are in for a treat tonight. 20 minutes later they arrive at a nondescript warehouse in a desolate part of town. They are greeted by an attendant when they arrive and pass through several run down rooms before they arrive in a completely renovated space in the center of the building that is laid out like a small theater with 70 or so seats situated around small raised platform. Jason and Jake are shown to their seats. The other seats are filled with well dressed men of various ages. Not long after an announcement comes on the PA system greeting everyone to the evening’s events. The MC then introduces a young man dressed only in a small black jockstrap, the front pouch so small leaving the man’s pubic hair on full display. The scantily clad man is escorted by and older man in a tuxedo. As the two men approach the raised platform and MC instructs the bidding to begin and as he does the scantily clad you man takes a seat on stool on the platform and spreads his legs wide…. His tree trunk legs on full display along with his well developed pec and well defined abs. The bidding begins at a furious pace…. $1000, $2000, $3000, $4000, $5000….. within a few seconds. The man is the tuxedo grabs a bottle of body oil from the stage and pours a generous amount on his hand and begins to massage it on the half naked jockstraped man. The young muscled man with his nipples fully erect, is excited by the attention he’s received and soon his jockstrap pouch becomes fully inflated. Bids quickly increase $7500, $10,000, $15,000, $20,000…. As the tuxedoed man oils up the young man in the jocktrap he pulls aside the jockstrap pouch exposing his fully erect cock and begins massaging it. The bids further increase $30,000, $40,000, $50,000 Precum leaks from the young muscle man but soon the auction is finalized with final bids $75,000 as the adonis moans. A handsome Persian man gets up from his seat to claims his prize. He quickly escorts the scantily clad adonis from the stage. His huge bulge protrudes from his well tailored trousers as they both disappear into a dark adjoining room off the stage. Jason and Jake are both rock hard watching the scene unfold before them. The men around them can be seen openly stroking their cocks through their unzipped trousers. The next prize is soon introduced and describe as a youthful muscular jock that has been recently received his first cock and eager to please. The prize passes through the scrim on the stage and to the shock and awe of both Jake and Jason is revealed revealed to be Brock, with a chain collar around his neck, he is escorted by Tyler. Tyler is fully clothed in a well fitted suit and Brock wears a leather jockstrap that reveals his dark hairy bush. His wrists are also bound to with a black leather strap around his back. As Brock arrives on the stage, Tyler pushes him to his knees. The bidding begins with at $5,000 and elevates quickly as he spreads his knees wide on the stage and heaves his muscular chest. As interest builds Tyler presses Brock’s face to the stage floor putting on full display Brock’s furry ass. The crevice between the furry mounts leaks cum onto the shiny stage floor and causes a frenzy in the audience. Tyler pulls a glass probe from his pocket and begins to penetrate Brock’s jock hole. As he does, more and more cum pours from his hole leaving a white puddle on the stage. The bidding final meet a crescendo with a winning bid of $100,000. The winning bidder steps out from the audience and Jason and Jake immediately recognize him as Dr. Long from HIV clinic. Unlike the previous bidder it becomes quickly clear that what Dr. long plans for Brock will not be done in private. Dr. Long is here to put on a show! He pulls out various instruments from his doctor’s briefcase and puts them on the stage as Tyler assists. A speculum is inserted into Brock’s hairy hole to stretch his hole wide. Forcing it to its limits the hole rips and tears and the speculum is cranked wider and wider causing Brock to cry out and beg for mercy. Dr. Long continues to open him even wider. Jason and Jack along with everyone else in The audience stoke their cocks proudly as Jack sees his formers bully being degraded on stage. Brock can feel air entering his gaping hole which is on full display. Dr. Long then pulls out a large test tube and announces to the audience. “My most virulent loads collected in my clinic and created in my own lab!” Shocked tones can be heard from the audience. “Want it boy?”, Dr. Long asks. “I need that poz cum sir”, is the only thing Brock can respond. Dr. Long begins pouring the thick liquid into Brock’s slutty hole. Men in the crowd begin to loose it and starts shooting their loads. Unable to control themselves. “Don’t waste your loads men. Shoot your loads all over the boys naked boy, down his throat and in his ass. Show him what a true faggot he is”, the doctor instructs as he empties the last drops of the toxic liquid in the boy’s hole. Bock arches his back to accommodate the massive amounts of toxic cum in his overflowing hole. Men gather around the stage and shoot their loads all over Brock ass and body as they watch in amazement as Brock cunt absorbs the highly toxic cum. The poz semen burns Brock’s hole but the feeling of his flooded hole along with the sensation of semen shooting all over his muscular body quickly has Brock hard and his cock slips out of the leather jock pouch. The doctor then pulls out his own cock, take out the speculum and aligns it with Brock hole and in one stoke slams in completely. Brock screams but Tyler positions himself in front of Brock’s face and slams his cock down his throat to keep him quiet. The doctor brutally fucks Brock and Tyler rapes his throat. Brock’s hole rips even further, poz cum sloshes from his holes as blood oozes onto the doctor’s massive cock. “My bloody cock is converting this jock faggot!” Soon after The doctor breathe gets short and his balls tense up. “TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT!” The doctor screams as he blasts his load into Brock cummy hole. At the same time Tyler shoots his load down Brock’s throat. Dozens of men loose it and shoot all over Brock glistening muscle body and on the stage. The doctor then pulls Brock up by his cum covered hair to his knees again revealing his cum covers body. Brock, with his Wrists still bound behind him, catches Jake’s eyes through the crowd and with a mix of innocence, shame and hunger, says “help me, brother” as he looks down at his erect dick protruding from his leather jock. Jake meets him with a cum filled kiss. Jake savors the taste of Tyler’s toxic load on his tongue and then instructs Brock to suck his father’s cock. Jason towers above Brock on stage, his massive cock sticking straight up. Brock devours the hairy member, he feels Jason blood pulsing through his vieny cock. As he does this Jake releases Brock cock from jockstrap and begins edging him. Gathering toxic cum from his leaking hole to lube his jock dick. Brock moans in pleasure sucking on Jason’s dick like a baby sucks on a bottle. Jake builds up Brock load and just before release he stalls his orgasm. Jake taunts Brock telling him this may be his last neg load judging by the amount of blood oozing from his cum filled hole. Brock’s balls are so heavy and his body tingles all over. he takes Jason’s cock out of his mouth only long enough to utter, “please let me shoot my last neg load sir” and furiously continues to suck on the magnificent man cock. With that Jake stokes Brock’s cock to abandon. Seconds later Brock’s cock blasts his seed high above the stage shooting jets all over Jason’s face a chest causing Jason to unleash his load down Brock’s hungry gullet. By then the stage is covered in cum and nearly all the men at the event have shot at least one load. Brock overwhelmed by what has just occurred and floating on a high of sex and cum, Brock passes out in a puddle of cum on the stage.

My pierced cock runs everything I do in my life. And, to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. I never used condoms ever because I was raised the my cum belongs inside whoever I chose to fuck and unload into. He/she/they/them - it doesn't matter. My pierced cock will always fuck bareback and pump whatever hole I'm fucking full of my DNA. A piece of me will live on inside of them one way or another. Just this past weekend I knocked up a man of God in trade so my bf could take a nap in in his room after a cruise. I knew as soon as I saw the man of God I'd have to fuck him, but my bf got his nap, and the man of God took his first pierced cock. Maybe something else took as well, but that's the mystery of life and letting your cock make decisions for you... I wouldn't have it any other way

When I got home, I did my best to be quiet and made my way through the kitchen and up the stairs, I passed by Adams room, where the door was open, but the room was empty, the bed barely rumpled. I continued down the hall and peeked into Shayne’s room to discover my son and stepson cuddled up together, spooning tightly, it actually appeared that Adam’s cock was impaled into Shayne rectum. I slowly exited the room and went down to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and took a short shower to rinse off the sex that was clinging to my body. I reached into my nightstand and withdrew a butt plug applied some lotion and inserted it to keep in whatever spooge was left inside me. I lay on the bed piecing together what had occurred tonight. I also began planning what the day and evening would hold, I needed to convince Adam and Shayne to accompany me to the baths for Twink night. 4) Robert When I got home from the baths, I went up to my room, entered the on-suite bathroom and stepped into the shower, I washed my body of the nights residue of sex and then looed at my body in the mirror. I had mixed filling as to what this night was going to lead to. I had met Adam in preschool, and we quickly became chums and hung out together during play periods, and the teachers would often group us together for activities and lessons. We remained friends in kindergarten and throughout our school carriers. As friends do, we hung out a lot and played at each other’s homes, encouraged each other in sports and hobbies, attended each other’s birthday parties. As we entered sixth grade, Adams Parents divorced and Adam remained with his mother, while his dad left to take a job in a different community, a couple of hours away. His dad would come to visit on special occasions and during the summer months when he could get away. Shortly thereafter my dad accepted a new position with his company and was absent quite a lot of my seventh-grade year. As It turns out Adams Mom started seeing this guy that they had known, for some time while she was married to Adam’s dad, they dated a lot, and soon were engaged, Adam would have new Step brothers, whom I met at the wedding, I was Adams plus one. As summer was approaching, my dad announced we would be moving to a new home about 45 minutes away, but it would save dad a long commute to work. I was not happy, but my parent let me know I could text and call Adam as much as I wanted and would make it easy for us to see each other. I think I always liked Adam, he was my soulmate and I think I started loving him early on. We did stay in touch even going on camping trips together in the summers since, and once I got my drivers license we’d meet up sat the malls or for movies periodically, I was a few weeks older Than Adam, so my birthday fell in September, we met up over labor day weekend and I came out to him, tears in his eyes, which I initially took as a bad sign, he took a deep breath and said “I love you, Robert, I am too” I had come out during my Junior year of High school, actually I was forced out by a bully who was relentlessly making comments about how sissy I was, even though I was team captain on the lacrosse team he still told everyone I was just a faggot and was constantly staring at his junk, I denied it at first, then one day I had had it with the torment and blurted if front of everyone “maybe I am a fag but why would I be looking at that little piece of meat that dangles between your thighs”. He turned beet red as everyone laughed at him, then we were both marched off to the principle’s office, him for bullying me and me for my inappropriate outburst. He got a suspension, I got a lecture and a warning, then sent over to the councilors office where I received information on the LGBT community. The Regional LGBT youth group met on Friday afternoons at the Pride house, in the community that separated Adam and I, started going to get support as my parents really didn’t know how to handle my gayness, and to be honest other than loving Adam I didn’t really know myself, I really did not look at my peers in a sexual way. I met some really awesome guys and I felt like I had found a place where I could be free to be myself. The group had picnics and movie nights, they took us bowling and on campouts, the comradery was great. One night in the spring I was getting a drink at the refreshment table during one of the dances they put on for the youth group, when I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see a new but familiar face, I couldn’t place him at first “ you are Robert are you not? I’m Mark, Shayne’s younger brother, Adam’s stepbrother.” Mark and I became friends through the group, and I told him of my love for Adam and he encouraged me to come out to him. Mark suspected that the feelings were mutual, with Adam. He told me from what he knows Adam does not even want to date anyone, that he ignores or avoids him and his brothers at family outings and get togethers, because Adam isn’t willing to admit to his attraction for guys to anyone including himself. Mark was a psych major in college, and I thought maybe he was onto something. I decide to come out to Adam on our camping trip on Labor Day weekend. I did and we hugged and kissed and cuddled all night long. The day after we returned home and texted cute little text back and forth throughout the school day. The night of my birthday Mark handed me a cupcake with a candle in it at one of the youth meetings. I blushed and thanked him, he leaned in and gave me a birthday kiss, I kissed him back, our kissing led to fondling and soon we were in the bathroom, Mark gasped upon pulling my cock out, all ten and a half inches were standing up drooling precum, he leaned in and took most of it into his mouth, he tried for more and gagged backed off then went down again. He finally got all of it into his mouth and throat and I shot a load into his stomach directly. He backed off and stood and kissed me, ”I feel guilty you are my stepbrothers boyfriend and I just blew you” I chuckled “just like in the stories I’ve read. After coming out I found a story archive of gay teen romances and I had read some really hot stories. I had written one of the more prolific authors and said how much I enjoyed his work, he wrote back to thank me and supplied me with his twitter account and his Instagram to help me follow him and keep me informed when he released new stories. He also asked if I had read and stories on Breeding Zone as he had written a couple there which could not be published on the other archive. I messaged I hadn’t but might check it out. I immediately brought up breeding zone and started browsing through the offerings. I pulled up a story he mentioned and was soon rock hard reading how a cheating boyfriend had gone to the baths and been gangbanged. My cock was pulsing as I read a couple more stories of young guys being bred by HIV positive daddies and becoming cumdumps for anyone who would breed them. I shot multiple loads and then had to clean up my mess. By the messages sent to me by Adam I knew he was sexually frustrated and was trying to save himself for me, he confessed to me after one of our phone jerk off sessions he had just after his birthday that he was afraid that he would become a sex addict once he started having real sex. That his drive would make him a pig in search of encounters, I laughed at him and told him we could be pigs together and sent him a link to a incredible hot BZ story of best friend and lovers being converted and craving more sex from whoever would spread their holes. Shortly after my eighteenth birthday Mark had called and said he wanted treat me to a night out, we had been friends for close to half a year and sexually active with each other for about a week, I told him sure and he asked me to meet him at some diner across town, he bought me a light dinner then leaving my car at the diner he drove us to a warehouse in the next town over where he lived. We got out and he escorted my to the doorway, there was a small line, of hot young guys like us and a few older daddy types. We stepped up to the window and passed over our drivers’ licenses and Mark paid our way in along with a three moth membership. He told me It was twink night and that the place would be crawling with hot twink meat, if that was what you were into, and quite a few daddy types and those in-between. We stripped down and I realized it was just like in the stories I read, my cock began to plump up as I wrapped my towel around me. We began to wander the corridors and soon found ourselves in a maze of sorts guys going at it in every corner and nook, I had several guys grope me and when I paused one even went down on me and Mark, I pulled out of the guys mouth and thanked him, not wanting to cum to soon. Mark led me to a central room and I soon found myself face down on a fuck bench, Mark found his way into the sling. Someone came up behind me and began rimming my hole, a sensation I had yet to have then I realized his tongue had turned into someone else’s cock, the rim job had loosened me up, but the first guy came Sucking the come out of marks ***around and feed me his cock, the cock head pushed into my hole, it hurt like hell and the mother fucker rammed another couple inches in, my ass was on fire and I was sure he ripped my hole with his aggressive fucking, then the head hit something deep inside me and my ass was soon sucking his cock in, pleasure pouring over me as he pumped into my tight hole. The guy fucked me for aa few moments then pulled out and another guy came up behind me and plunged in, I didn’t feel any pain this time and my ass felt very wet. I had four guys fuck me on the bench before I got up and looked down at Mark in the sling, he didn’t have anyone waiting and he looked like he had enjoyed himself, “how Many” I asked, he held up six fingers, I stepped closer and slid my cock in his hole, it was sloppy and loose I began to pump in and out then pushed even harder, I could feel my cock head slid past his inner ring, he tensed and his ass began spasming around my cock, I began flooding his ass deep with my seed. It took me a few moments before my orgasm subsided then pulled out, a guy was under mark and in front of me cleaning my cock off and sucking the cum out of Mark's ass.I pulled mark up to me and gave him a hug. We headed for the showers and cleaned each other off. Mark drove me back to my car and we kissed and hugged before parting. I texted Adam, actually feeling guilty about going to the bath without him, even more so of keeping the secret I was friends with his youngest stepbrother, which all of whom were a touchy subject for Adam. I beginning to believe Mark had it right that he avoided his stepbrothers not because he didn’t care for them but that he felt very attracted to them and that confused him and made him extremely nervous. When I arrived home I went straight to my room and stripped down, debating whether to shower again or just go to bed. I decided to just lay down, although I could still feel the cum dripping from my hole, I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a diaper and pulled it on. I turned out the lights and fell into a deep fulfilled sleep. Adam and I had several outings between my birthday and his and on the Saturday after his birthday I took him out to dinner, then to a movie. Not sure what movie it was, it was Adams choosing but I was just paying attention to Adam, I held his hand and rested my head on his shoulder throughout the movie. If it wasn’t such a public venue and a crowded theater, I probably would have gone down on him. We made plans for Halloween to go to a youth group party, one which I knew Mark would not be at as he had plans to party with his older brother at a frat house near the university. He went as a sexy cop and I as a sluttly inmate, we had a good time and kissed and fondled a lot. He took me to dinner on Veterans Day and we discussed our plans for thanksgiving, knowing that we both would be busy with finals up to Christmas. We went shopping on the day before Christmas eve and had lunch together, however his mom had plans for him later that day through Christmas morning. I had become a regular at the baths on twink nights which were held twice a month on Saturdays, free admission with membership, which afforded the twink a locker and a towel, for 6 hours. Adam knew I was attending on occasion as I would fill him in on all the details, as we shared our favorite stories from BZ, we were both becoming horny pigs, at least in theory. We hadn’t had actual sex yet, but we came close a couple times. On the day after New years day Mark called and asked if I wanted to attend a party for Saul and Ricco it was their 2nd anniversary, I said yes and He picked me up around five thirty and we went to Ricco’s apartment after about an hour Ricco said it was time for the real festivities to begin as we piled into several cars and drove to the baths, there was about a dozen and a half of us eighteen through twenty year olds who descended on the facility, it was a special night called CumUnion and it looked to be packed even that early in the night. Mark told me to keep an eye out for his older brother James as he was going to be here with his fraternity. After paying our way in and stripping down in front of our lockers I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to the bathroom, there was a vending machine in the bathroom which offered several amenities, I inserted my credit card which I had held back when placing my wallet in the lock drawer the front desk offered to patrons to secure their valuables, and purchased a bottle of jungle juice, a silicon cock ring, a small bottle of lube and a douche tubing. I went into the stall and cleaned out my rear then wrapped the cock ring around my cock and balls, wrapping the towel around my middle I walked back to my locker and deposited my credit card and the tubing alongside my jeans, I reached into my pocket and retrieved a neckless that was for inhalant bottles and screwed the Jungle juice in the holder, I shook the bottle pushed the button and took a huff, my head buzzed as my body began to get a warm glow, I squeezed out a drop of lube and applied it to my freshly cleaned out hole, working two fingers into my anus. I suddenly felt a arm encircle me and a cock slide towards my newly lubed hole, while the hand played with my nipple and the man kissed my neck I felt the cock slip into my hole, I took another hit on the bottle and melted into the embrace as the stud behind me began humping up into my anal cavity, I tilted my head back to kiss my Impaler, Ricco kissed me back as Saul looked on. Ricco grunted loudly and stiffened pumping me full of his essence, he pulled out and Saul slid in, pumping my hole, using his boyfriends cum as lube, he shortly fired off several ropes of cream in my hole then both exited the locker room leaving me feeling empty, yet full. After regaining my composure I wandered the halls and dark areas before heading to the steam room, the cum slowly dripping down my inner thighs, I entered the steam room which had a few of the benches occupied, o wandered around before stopping in front of a fit daddy I dropped my towel and allowed him to take my engorged cock into his mouth, he began to hum around my cock as I began coating his mouth and throat with my precum, he soon had is face planted in my pubes and me cock pulsated in his throat. He sucked me till I began to feel a pressure in my groin as my cum shot down his throat. He pulled off and turned me around and spat the last of my load onto my hole, mixing it with the cum that was already oozing out he worked it in with three fingers then began licking my rosebud and slurping at the contents. He pulled me into his lap, directing his cock at my hole, I slid down his pole and was ass check to pubic area when he began thrusting up into my ass. We had begun to attract a crowd and as we performed several of the frat guys that were in the crowd began to let loose with streams of urine covering me and my daddy Impaler, this made him thrust even harder into my anus and past my inner ring, sending me into a anal orgasm and milking the cum from daddy. As we came down from our orgasms he whispered in my ear “Bobby I’ve wanted do that for some time, every time I’ve seen you with Adam” I turned my head and realized I just had gotten plowed by my boyfriend’s stepdad. He stood up me still on his cock his arms around my waist to support me, I felt his cock twitch in my ass as we reached the door. He slid out of my orifice as he opened the door and led me away to the showers, where we washed each other down, a few guys from the youth group and the frat were also in the showers and I went down on Jake to clean off the remnants of our steam room session they crowded around and showered us with their golden streams. I drank as much as I could hold then stood up and caressed my partner. We cleaned up and he took me back to his room, we talked mostly about his relationship with Adam, and his concern that his sons and stepson were not getting along together, a animosity between them seemed to exist. I told him Mark’s theory of Adam avoiding his sons due to a attraction that he could not ignore, and that confused Adam. Jake took this in consideration and kissed me again, “play your cards right and you could be my son in law” he said, while pinching my butt cheeks we left his room and cruised the halls before heading to the dark area maze. We walked through the corridors, watching the sex happening around us, we continued to the center area and he led me to the fuck bench and had me lay down on it, he motioned for a daddy type to come use me as I soon was filled with a cock again. He moved the short distance to the sling where some frat guys was being plowed by a younger guy, it was dimly lit so features were not discernable but Jake slid into the fuckers ass as he plowed into the guy in the sling. It was a couple moments later I heard him exclaim,” oh fuck it’s you Mark, and James” his youngest son was plowing his Eldest son in the sling as his cock was deeply inserted into his youngest, it took him a couple seconds before he thrust forward into Mark and shot his load. The trio fucked for another five to seven minutes before they all orgasmed together again. The group that formed a train on my hole began marking my ass with a sharpie as they filled me with spunk, Jake, Mark and James took their places in line and added their spunk and tallies as well Jake adding three lines to my tally. We chummed around the bath the four of us the rest of the night, using Jake’s room as a orgy point, his son’s and I taking turns in the sling that was suspended over the bed. Taking loads and sucking cocks till early in the morning. Mark tapped me around two and said our time was just about up and we headed to the showers and cleaned up. We checked out and went to his car, the other members from the youth group were checking out at the same time and soon joined us in the parking lot. Mark popped his trunk and dug into a small bag, pulling out several adult diapers he handed them out to anyone who wanted one, he handed me one saying he didn’t want me messing up his car, I slipped my pants off, noticing a small amount of cum on the inside seam of my jeans pulled up the diaper and wiped up the jeans with my boxers, slipping my jeans back on, then hugging and kissing various youth member climbed into marks car as we head to my home. Upon reaching home I got out Kissed Mark good night and said I’d see him later tonight, he suggested he drive since Adam would know my car if he saw it at the baths, Jake had conjured up a plan to bring his sons and stepson together, and hopefully eliminate the sexual tension which had come to a crescendo. I got into the house and went straight to my room, I peeled off my clothes leaving the diaper on, I went down to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of juice and went back to my room. I crashed down on my bed and texted Adam goodnight, not expecting him to reply. I soon was in a deep sleep dreaming of the nights activities and fantasizing what the following evening would have in store. Visions of a mass orgy with Jake and his boys, Adam included. Adam texted me back around nine: A. “You will never believe what I did last night” R. “Is it hot and sexy, did you get photos” A. “no but if you are nice to me I’ll send you the link to the video” R. “oh my, cannot wait, so how was your night alone with Shayne” He sent a mpeg file which I opened, I was watching my boyfriend kissing his stepbrother then getting rimmed and railed by the stepbrother, my boyfriend was finally getting his fantasy fulfilled. R. “oh my god, it happened, are you bonded now” A. “might be impregnated, you’d love his cock, and he shoots buckets” We chatted about his night and I briefly told him about going to the anniversary party which ended in a orgy at the baths, leaving out the part about his stepdad and brothers. We texted several time throughout the day, him filling me in on the gym escapades and saying that he wouldn’t be available tonight to get together since his stepdad was planning a “boys night out” for him and Shayne after catching them sleeping together last night. I snickered and was glad we weren’t talking on the phone, but were texting since I doubted, I could keep the surprise, I would be seeing him and his family at the baths tonight for twink night.

I am aware you were asking bottoms and I don’t want to intrude on the conversation if you would prefer tops not chime in. But I often whore fags out. It’s a lot of fun. When I find a good bottom with a nice silky pussy, I like to share my toys. I think one of the hottest things about a whore out situation is the absolute objectification of the fag. The bottom is an object shared between men for enjoyment. The real bonding is between the tops. its a lot of fun. Again, I realize you were asking bottoms. But I thought I would offer my perspective as a top.

I'll be there from 27/3 staying in the Motel One. I hope to spend some time in my hotel room face down ass up taking loads when I'm not at the parties.

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It's a longer chapter! ---------------------------- Part Three: Acceptance My heart started thumping hard as I told Mike my deepest, darkest desire. Would he reject me? Worse yet, laugh in my face? Time felt like it had slowed down until I looked up at his bearded face and watched as what had to be one of the most evil-looking smiles spread across his face. It was at that moment that I knew without a doubt I had hit the figurative jackpot. “Well, fuck….” Mike said, letting his smoke drift out of his mouth in the sexiest way, before reaching down and beginning to rub my hard dick through the pouch of my jockstrap, “I definitely think we can make that happen.” I couldn’t help but let out a slight moan as I felt his hand groping my dick and balls. “So, boy,” he said, taking another puff of his pipe, and then blowing the smoke in my face, “You smoke?” “Not really…” I replied, again nervous that this sex god in front of me would laugh in my face or decide it wasn’t worth his time, “I mean I’ve tried to smoke cigarettes while drunk before, and a cigar once… but I didn’t get very far. I was kinda hoping that maybe you’d be willing to teach me and shape me into a smoker.” “Damn,” he said, grinning even larger, “So I essentially got myself a real smoke virgin?” I nodded, not sure how else to answer. He let go of my dick and balls and stepped back. “Well, I suppose I could turn you into a real smoker tonight,” he pondered aloud, “Hell, I’m more than willing to turn you into the twisted little piggy you want to be. But that means you’ll do everything I say, no argument.” Again, I nodded. I was speechless, this man, the smoking sex god of my dreams, not only was going to make me a smoker but also turn me into a full pig. Had I died and gone to heaven? Or was I going to wake up from a wet dream at any moment? “Yes or no, boy,” Mike demanded, taking his pipe out of his mouth and pointing the stem at me sternly, “I need an answer.” “Fuck… um, yes!” I exclaimed, drawing the attention of the other men in the dressing room. “Good answer, pig boy,” he said, walking away. I stood there stupidly for a second. Why was he leaving? Was he just joking? What in the actual fuck? All those thoughts and more raced through my head as he continued walking away. Suddenly, Mike stopped, looking over his shoulder. “You coming or not, fucker,” he asked, taking a massive draw on his pipe before shooting a massive nose jet. I jumped with a start, and after quickly making sure I had my key and had shut my locker, rushed to follow after him, enjoying the smell of his smoke drifting behind him. Soon enough, we were at another set of much larger lockers in a different part of the locker room. I watched as Mike reached into one of the pockets on his vest, procuring a key and opening what I assumed to be his locker. I stood silently as he began taking off his pants, revealing what had to be one of the biggest pierced and uncut cocks I had ever seen. “Like what you see, slut?” Mike asked, grabbing his dick and shaking it at me. “Jesus, your dick is… just wow,” I said, imagining that monster pounding away inside of me, destroying my insides before unloading deep in my guts. Mike let out a soft chuckle, before turning around and setting his pipe in the locker. Behind him, I could see several bottles of poppers, some toys and plugs, and what looked like a few jars of pipe tobacco, several large bowled pipes, a carton of Marlboro Reds, and a small humidor full of cigars. I continued watching as he stripped out of his jacket and hung it in the locker, revealing even more tattoos. Fuck, this man is so fucking sleazy and sexy, I thought to myself, slowly letting my hand drift to my cock. I looked at all the different tattoos, imagining myself getting covered in them as well. “We won’t be having any of that now, boy,” he said, turning around and holding up a stainless steel chastity cage, looking at me touching myself, “I figured we’d keep you nice and horny all night. The only way you’re going to cum is from your ass getting wrecked.” I could only nod, as he continued to rummage around in the locker, grabbing one of those familiar red and white packs. Suddenly, a slightly older, hairy, and slightly overweight but still muscular Hispanic guy walked up, his face covered with a five-o-clock shadow, and smoking a cigarette. He took a quick look at me and then slapped Mike on his back. “Hey, fucker,” he said, a slight Hispanic accent coming through in his deep voice, “ ready for another fuck fest tonight?” Mike laughed, grabbing the guy’s beefy ass and shaking it. “I’m sure you already have a few loads up there already,” he said, before nodding over at me, “This here is Dillon. Dillon, this twisted fucker is Pedro.” I smiled at Pedro, not sure what to say. As I began to look at the tattoo on his stomach, Pedro suddenly walked up to me, Red dangling in his mouth, and in a split second, pulled me into a bear hug, his hand quickly making its way down my back to my asshole. “Damn baby, you’re one cute little fucker, eh,” he asked, slowly massaging my entrance with his rough index finger. I couldn’t lie, it felt amazing. So much so, that I started to moan. “Hey now,” Mike said, slapping away his hand, “This slut is mine. I’m gonna be turning him into the smokey cum pig of his dreams.” With that comment, Mike winked at me, before opening a pack of Reds himself and lighting it up. “Damn,” Pedro replied, quickly releasing me and drawing hard on his Red, “Too bad. Would have loved to sample that tight fuck tunnel.” “Don’t worry, fucker, you’ll get to do more than just sample it later tonight,” Mike replied, slapping his hand on Pedro’s shoulder, “This one wants the full experience.” “Fucking nice,” Pedro laughed, “I’ll definitely save a huge load of my special sauce for that sweet ass.” With that, Pedro walked away, leaving only a cloud of smoke in his wake. “Follow me,” Mike said, snapping me out of my slight fuck haze, and we began walking to the bathroom part of the locker room. — Quickly, we walked up to one of the urinals. “Going to need to get that dick calmed down,” Mike said, showing me the chastity cage as he talked, “Then we can get this on and let the real fun begin.” “Oh, um, how do we do that,” I asked, unsure. “Consider this lesson one, pig,” he said, grabbing my dick and aiming it at my chest, “Try and piss.” Suddenly, it made sense to me. Pissing would make me soft, and thus be able to get the cage on me. And I’d also get to experience piss play in the process. I nodded and slowly began to relax, trying to will myself to start peeing. At first, nothing happened. As time slowly went by I began to get worried that I wouldn’t be able to perform, and that would be the end of the night. But then, I felt Mike grab my balls tightly and squeeze almost to an uncomfortable level. Suddenly I felt my bladder win the battle, and with a force I didn’t even know I had, began spraying myself in the face with a steady stream of hot, yellow piss. “Open that toilet mouth, boy,” Mike commanded, “Get a nice taste of that boy piss so it doesn’t go to waste.” I complied and felt as my piss was quickly aimed at my mouth. Salty and a tiny bit bitter was the first thing to come to mind, with a slightly sweet aftertaste. Not too bad really, something I should have tried sooner. Filling my mouth fill up, I closed my mouth and gulped. I was doing it, I was drinking my own piss. I continued to fill my mouth up, with Mike aiming my slowly softening dick, and then gulp down each mouthful. Soon enough, my bladder was empty, piss barely dripping out of the tip of my now soft dick. In a flash, Mike deftly put the cage on my cock, locking it up almost before I even knew what was happening. It looked rather hot in my mind. My dick was slightly too small for the cage, but not overly uncomfortable. Just enough to remind me it was there. “Good boy,” Mike said, checking out his handiwork before moving his hand up to my stomach, rubbing it, “Daddy didn’t even have to tell you to gulp your piggy piss.” I smiled at his showering of twisted affection, proud of myself for having done what I should on my path to being a total pig. Standing up, Mike pulled me close, wiping a few remaining drops of piss from my face before he took a deep drag on his cigarette. He leaned down and locked lips with me. At first, I didn’t know what to do. Then I felt his tongue licking at my lips. Opened them, and felt as he began to slide his tongue over mine, breathing a lung full of smoke into me. He began pulling away, and I immediately missed his smoky tongue rubbing against mine. Breaking the kiss, he smiled at me. “Hold the smoke in boy,” he said, rubbing his thumb on my nipple. I did what he said, and just when I couldn’t hold it any longer, he continued. “Now blow that smoke in my face, pig.” I did, marveling at how much thick smoke poured out of my mouth and nose. I was doing it. I was really smoking. “Fucking nice,” he exclaimed, pinching my nipple and causing me to moan. I felt my cock began to stir again, only this time it was stopped, held in the metal confines of my cage. “I don’t think we need to go slow,” he continued, pulling out the pack of Reds and getting another in his lips. Pulling out the lit one from his mouth after putting the pack back, he held it up to the unlit one, puffing it quickly to life. He then pulled it out and put it up to my lips. “Open up, boy,” he said, rubbing it on my lips. Part of me was screaming in the back of my mind, saying I should stop. That smoking is such a bad habit. That I could just stop everything and go home. Mike though grabbed my nipple and twisted it hard. I opened my mouth, and let him place it in, before wrapping my lips around the cigarette. “Last time you hesitate, boy,” he growled, releasing his grip on my now throbbing nipple, “Don’t forget, you said you’d do everything I tell you. And in exchange, you’ll become the pig you dream of being.” I nodded, mentally kicking myself for nearly blowing it. “Now boy, I want you to take a mouthful of smoke in and hold it in your mouth,” he said, holding me against him, rubbing my ass gently. I complied, surprised at how much I enjoyed the taste of the smoke filling my mouth. I had no idea why the last time wasn’t nearly as good as this unless the kinkiness of the entire situation was adding to it. “Now open your lips just slightly, and take a breath in,” he continued, grabbing my ass and massaging it, “Don’t let it fall out of your mouth. Once you take in your breath, I want you to hold it and let that smoke saturate your virgin lungs.” I followed his instructions, feeling the slight burn as the harsh smoke flooded my lungs. Holding the smoke in my lungs, I felt the urge to cough slowly disappear, and my dick begin to stiffen even more, now trapped and throbbing almost painfully in the cage. “Now let it out through just your nose. Give Daddy a nice nose jet,” he said, his finger slowly drifting to my asshole. Again, I did exactly as he said, amazed at the amount of smoke billowing out of my nose. “Now keep doing that over and over, pig,” he said, smoke billowing out of his mouth as he talked, “I want to see you smoke that whole thing to the butt.” I smiled and nodded, repeating everything he had told me. While we smoked, I felt him slowly working a finger into my tight asshole. Occasionally, he’d motion at me to follow him in removing my smoke, and we’d make out, swapping the smoke back and forth as I felt his rough finger slowly probe deeper into my virgin ass. It was quickly followed by a second, and as he worked them both deeper, his fingernails catching occasionally, causing me to wince slightly each time. “Fuck yeah, smoke that red down while I rough up that sweet boy hole,” he growled in approval, pulling out his fingers only to spit on them and then go back to fingering me. Suddenly, I felt his fingers curl slightly, rubbing up against what I could only guess was my prostate. I instinctively sucked hard on the cigarette, flooding my lungs with smoke. I fought back the urge to cough, grabbing at my caged dick in a futile attempt to relieve myself somehow. “Hold in that lungful, pig,” he muttered, his fingers digging deeper into that magical spot deep inside my ass, “No coughing. Don’t forget we’re making you a real smoker.” I nodded, looking down at my cock trying to distract myself. My cage dick was leaking a steady trail of precum, which was slowly puddling up on the ground. Finally, the urge to cough passed, and I let out a massive cloud of thick smoke from my mouth and nose. “Yeah, bud, flood those virgin lungs,” he said, continuing to work his fingers deeper, scratching at the walls of my guts, “We’re gonna really fuck those lungs tonight.” I groaned at his assault on my ass, taking the hint and taking one direct lung inhale after another. I began to really feel a buzz, and before I knew it, I realized my Red was smoked down to the butt, the heat just licking at my lips. Pulling the butt out of my mouth, Mike removed his fingers from my ass and began to gently push down on my shoulder. I looked quizzically at him, letting him push me down to the floor, my knees resting on the cold tile. “Daddy’s gonna empty his bladder in his boy, and then we’re gonna move to the next lesson,” he answered, shaking his semi-hard cock at my mouth. Relaxing my jaw, I let him pull my jaw down with his thumb and waited until his piss began to spray into my mouth. “Here it comes,” Mike groaned, grabbing both sides of my head as his piss was suddenly spraying the back of my throat, “Gonna make you a real human urinal, you fucking pig.” My mouth was flooded. It was different from mine, but for some reason, I felt like it tasted better, even with it being a lot stronger than mine. I quickly wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock, eager to catch every drop. I felt my stomach slowly bloat out as I kept gulping down as fast as I could, amazed at the sheer volume he had in him. Finally, the stream started to slow down, and I felt him running his hands through my hair. “Gooooood boy…” he cooed, Red dangling out of his mouth and he looked down at me, a happy expression on his face, “Daddy didn’t even have to tell his pig boy not to waste any precious piss.” I smiled around the large dick in my mouth, proud of myself in a perverted way. Convinced that he was done, I pulled off his cock, and wiped my mouth. I gladly accepted another Red, which Mike placed into my mouth. Bringing a lighter up to it, I drew hard as he brought the flame to the tip, bringing the ember to life as smoke streamed down my throat and deep into my lungs. I let out a deep sigh, smoke billowing as I felt the familiar rush of nicotine flooding my body. I grabbed his semi-hard cock and began to stroke it, relishing the heat and heft in my hand. “Come on fucker,” he said, helping me up before spanking my ass hard, “You passed the first round of becoming a nasty fucking pig. Let’s keep going.” I followed him happily, leaving my own trail of smoke as he led me out of the bathroom, and on to my next trial.

“It’s good to see you two getting along finally, just so you know I happened to be passing your rooms last night when I got in, and wondered if you’d like to join me tonight for a boys night out, I assure you, you will not regret it and you will have fun” I started to say I might have plans tonight as I wanted to take Adam out to a club and have some fun with him. Dad inquired what club, but I didn’t want to say, so I relented and said “fine we’ll go to boys night out with you, but I doubt you and your cronies can make it fun” I would end up retracting my words by this time tomorrow. 1) Jake It had been an interesting holiday week, my middle son, Shayne returned from his sophomore year in college the Wednesday before Christmas and after all the hugs and warm greeting sits me down to tell me he has been recruited to play water polo for the local university, and want to move home to save on expenses. I see nothing wrong with this and agree, knowing my stepson Adam is not going to take this well. The day after New Years my Wife tells me she is headed out to a business conference and won’t be back for a week or so. Work was slow as it always was around the holidays so I decided to see how my boys would react to being left on their own for a night Shayne was 20 Afterall and Adam had turned 18 a few months ago. I did not understand what was going between them, but I figured maybe if I left them to bond creating a more peaceful homelife. I was in my mid forties and still very fit, I stood 6’2 and a healthy 185# of lean muscle. I had instructed the boys I was going out with some buddies for a boy’s night out, not really giving them a clue as to what I was up to. I arrived at the local Bath house just after six thirty, there was a small line to get in, but I was still able to secure a large room with a sling. I went to my room undressed and wrapped the towel around my middle, grabbing the douching tubing from my duffle I proceeded to one of the many clean out stations, they really were small private bathrooms with a tubing attachment built in next to the toilet. I cleaned out my rectum and returned to my room. Placing the tubing in the compartment with my duffle bag I locked the contents up and donned a spikey chest harness and sporty jock and headed out to cruise. I made a circuit of the dark areas then took in those in the video room. I checked out the merchandise in the jacuzzi and glanced into the dry sauna. I opened the door to the steam room and entered it smelled of poppers and sex, I walked across and sat down my bare ass on the tiles, my thick cock barely contained in my jock. I set back and stroked my cock through the mesh fabric and waited, the door opened and a youngish guy entered, I could not make out his features through the steam, he paraded around looking over what was offered, then came up to me, he looked me over then dropped his towel. He had a nine plus inch cock, not incredibly thick but certainly a mouthful. I reached out and touched it, he moved closer and I bent in and began to suck the head in then I looked up into his face, oh shit I know this kid, he was my stepsons best friend before moving away, I could never forget that face even though it was older now. The thought occurred to me I was sucking my stepson’s boyfriend and felt a little guilty, but also very aroused. I pulled him in and his cock snaked down my throat, I could taste his precum and it was sweet, I worked his dick till he exploded in my mouth. I held some of his cum in my mouth and turned him around and licked his hole, realizing it was already filled with cum I pushed the cum from my mouth into his hole and then tongued his hole some more. I pulled him down into my lap and I felt his hole wrap around my cock as he sank down into my lap. I pumped up into his ass as we soon were drawing a small crowd, Robert leaning forward and sucking on the cocks being offered. One twink in the crowd splashed his face in cum then began streaming his piss over Robert and I, Robert gulping down what he could. Damn Robert was as kinky as me, I blasted my seed into his rectum then leaned in and whispered my room number to him and said “I’d love to have more of you tonight, Robert” he froze upon hearing his name and looked back at me, suddenly he realized who had just bred him and collapsed on my lap. He blended into me as streams of piss covered us both and he soon shot onto the tiled floor. I stood up, Robert still impaled on my throbbing cock, and carried him to the door, he opened the door and I stepped out sliding his ass off my cock I turned him around and hugged him, planting a huge kiss on his lips, I suggested we head to the showers to clean up. I walked behind him admiring the spunk slowly leaking out his anal cavity, we entered the shower, and I soaped him down as he once again hard, I slowly stroked his cock, which I realized was considerably longer than mine. A couple of twinks Robert seemed to know approached and once again began hosing Robert down, as he dropped to the floor to take their urine onto and into his body, fuck he was kinky. The four of us soaped up and cleaned up then I guided Robert back to my room. I pulled him in and kissed him rubbing my hands all over his body, he stopped me for a second “you are Adams Stepdad, aren’t you? He inquired and I nodded “fucking hot” as he began returning my kisses, I led him over to the bed, turned him around and draped him across the sling, leaned in and began eating his hole slurping the cum out of him. I was tempted to mount him again, but I stood him up and escorted him out the door again, we wandered back to the dark maze and found a lot if hot action going on. I commented on the number of twinks tonight to him and he explained that it was the lgbt youth group celebrating a anniversary and he knew most of them. I raised eyebrow at him, he stuttered and stammered “not like that, or at least not yet” as he shot me a devilish grin we continued deeper into the maze, hot studs at every corner doing just about everything that can be done. As we approached a large open room near the center I guided Robert to a fuck bench and grabbed a twunk over to service him, he slid his cock in Robert and I picked up the sharpie that was next to the bench and put three slashes on his butt, the stud pumping into Robert grunted and place another slash next to mine. A line of guys lined up and I moved over to the sling, even in the dim lighting I could tell the guy fucking was a twink not much older than Robert. I walked up to him from behind not seeing his face and encircled his body, pressing my hard cock into his crack, I whispered in his ear “you want it” he nodded to the affirmative and I moved a hand to his crack, only to find he already had cum in his hole and was gaping, I lined up my cock and slid in. he was tight but he felt so good, as he pushed into the guy in the sling he pulled off me a little then as he pulled out his ass engulfed my cock grabbing on and milking me. He leaned his head back and turned his face to me as I kissed him passionately. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I opened my eyes to behold my youngest son impaled on my cock, as I looked down at the guy in the sling I realized it was eldest being plowed by his brother. The realization of me fucking my boys had me shooting like a fire hose. Mark felt me Cumming in his hole and unloaded into James. I turned Mark around as he pulled out of James and the look on his face was utter shock, bordering on panic , I pulled him to me and kissed him. Another twink had taken his place and I pulled him over to Robert, who had 6 more hash marks on his ass I guided Mark into his well-used hole and coax him into breeding his stepbrother’s boyfriend, in my mind at least. I spent the next couple hours playing with my boys, watching them have fun, fucking, sucking, rimming, and having it done to them in return, Robert ended up with around 14 hash marks in his ass and Mark and James attested to at least a half of dozen loads each, and having loaded up at least a five or six guys each over the course of their time at the baths. I brought them all to my room and we hung out for a while in my room, recuperating and building up our strength. We discussed what brought them to the baths on this particular night and realized that Mark and Robert were in the same lgbt youth group and James was attending with some college fraternity. I gave each a hug and a kiss and got them to agree to meet me back here during Twink night which started in just ten hours. It was four in the morning when we parted ways, and I headed home. When I got home, I did my best to be quiet and made my way through the kitchen and up the stairs, I passed by Adams room, where the door was open, but the room was empty, the bed barely rumpled. I continued down the hall and peeked into Shayne’s room to discover my son and stepson cuddled up together, spooning tightly, it actually appeared that Adam’s cock was impaled into Shayne rectum. I slowly exited the room and went down to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and took a short shower to rinse off the sex that was clinging to my body. I reached into my nightstand and withdrew a butt plug applied some lotion and inserted it to keep in whatever spooge was left inside me. I lay on the bed piecing together what had occurred tonight. I also began planning what the day and evening would hold, I needed to convince Adam and Shayne to accompany me to the baths for Twink night.

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.”

I also love licking my load out pf a guy’s hole and kissing him with it, but then again I just love to kiss….

CODA TO CHAPTER TWO: Four hours later I was back in my apartment, lying on top of my bed, more horned up than I'd ever been having taken a couple loads and having been slammed for the first time. Even though it was 4 AM in Los Angeles, I let my tweaked brain convince me to text Manny. "Hey. Sorry about earlier. My phone died. Call me when you see this." In two seconds my phone was ringing. "Hey" he said. He sounded like a high person trying to sound sleepy. "How are you? You're up early." "Oh. Yeah. Well..." I was afraid to admit what I'd done. Cause he had been so adamant about us only partying together and never partying apart. I let the silence hang between us. We both seemed to be listening to each other's breathing looking for clues. I started touching myself as I slowly reached over to the nightstand to quietly grab my pipe and torch. My cock got hard. "I wonder whether either one of us has slept," I said. I heard him moan. And the faint sound of porn in the background. "The thing is, Manny. I know you had a really strong argument for us not partying on our own..." "I did." he said, a little breathless. "But I have to admit to you.... Sometimes I just. I mean, don't you ever feel like you just have to load the pipe and smoke a little?" And with that I lit the torch and did the quietest big hit I could. He probably would not have heard any evidence of it had he not asked me a question which I chose to answer as I was exhaling the huge white plume of meth smoke. "Yeah. As a matter of fact, I am right now." And then I brought the torch closer to let him hear it all as I heard him moaning "Oh fuck" followed by his own torch and smoking. Then without either one of us taking our hands off our engorged pricks, he made his heartfelt confession. But it was both a confession and a huge pornographic trigger for us both. And he knew it would be. "I feel terrible telling you this. But I got high alone yesterday and I fucked the teenage kid who lives above us." I was dripping like a faucet now. "Had he ever done drugs before?" "NO. His mother's a recovering heroin addict and his father is an alcoholic so he's always stayed away from drugs. But he asked me about it after seeing me carrying a water bong into the apartment and as soon as I saw his Mom leave for the night shift at the hospital I was up there like a sick [banned word] that I am, getting hard thinking of of how I was going to bring hi over to the dark side." "Donn't beat yourself up. You couldn't help it. You were high." There was a long pause. "Are you high now? Yeah. But not enouh. And we both smoked deep as he stroked his cock and I stroked mine. Before he hung up I could swear I heard the words "Fill me with your poz cum" from the porn he was watching but I decided not to ask him about it. When I hung up, I got back on Grindr and within 15 min. was letting in some guy I wasn't all that attracted to but who promised to get me higher than I'd ever been.

I had just slid my cock into the leather daddy's hole when my phone started ringing. It was Manny. It was like 2AM where I was and 11PM in LA. I wasn't going to answer but then the texts started flying in: Please answer. I know you're up. I'm so high I need to hear your voice. So the next time it rang I answered. I slowed down, holding my cock in the dad's hole real still. "What r you up to?" "No good. You?" "I feel so guilty. I just turned on this 19 yr old in my building. I got him high and bred him." "Don't feel bad." "I do." "Are you stroking?" "Can't stop. you?" "I'm pissing." I was filling the Dad with my chempiss. I took a pic of my cock in his hole. A biohazard tatt on his back. I texted it to Manny. "Fuck." "Manny?" "What?" "I tried a slam." He freaked out. He lectured me about how slamming was a line he would never cross. How he didn't want me to let the drug take over. I stroked my meat as he told me how worried he was about my addiction. And I accepted shotguns from both guys while he got all concerned. The Daddy took my phone out of my hands and talked to him. "Hey. Manny. He's gonna have to call you back tomorrow. Sorry sweetheart. " And he turned my phone off as they prepped my second slam.

Part 9 That afternoon we all went on a bus tour of Berlin and saw all the sights and then we stopped for an early dinner, where, as always, quite a lot of alcohol was consumed. When we got back to the hotel, I had a rest and then I got ready to go and meet a couple of guys I had arranged to hook up with. I was feeling very horny and had arranged to meet up with two poz guys - they were a couple, neither of them on meds, and were looking for a hole to breed with their unmedicated loads. I had been HIV positive for about eighteen months now and I had discovered that it really turned me on to be re-charged every now and then. I found my way to their flat. They were two good looking guys - one was a bear in his late 30s, with a bio-hazard tattoo on his shoulder and the other was a thin ginger skinhead who appeared to be a few years younger. They told me their names - and then indicated that I should get on my knees and soon their trousers and pants were down and I was sucking on two nice big hard cocks, moving from one to the other until they pushed their cocks into my mouth together. The bear turned round and bent over the bed and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his arse and started licking him. His boyfriend pulled my pants down and began to finger my arse and soon he was rubbing some lube into my hole. I took off my trousers and pants and knelt up on the bed as the skinhead pushed his cock into my arse and began to fuck me. I know I always say I'm more of a top, and that's true, but sometimes I just want to be used, fucked and bred and this was one of these times. The skinhead began to fuck me harder and I was loving every minute of it and then he pulled out and his partner took his place. They took turns fucking me for a while and then the bear pulled out and indicated to me to get on my back. I laid on my back and raised my legs and he went straight back up me and began to fuck me even harder. The skinhead squatted over me and pushed his arse into my face and I noticed that he too had a bio hazard tattoo - on his arse. As soon as my tongue went up him I realised he had a load up his arse and almost immediately he began to push it out into my mouth. This turned me on even more and I didn't resist as he pushed the rest of it out. When he had finished, he moved round and took his partner's place up my arse. As the skinhead fucked me, his partner rubbed some lube into his hole, stepped up behind him and pushed his cock up his arse. The skinhead stayed still for a moment and then began to fuck me again, now fucking himself on his partner's cock as he hammered my arse. I could tell he was getting close and a couple of minutes later he bent forward over me and groaned and I knew he was breeding me. The minute he pulled out my arse, his partner pushed up me and began to fuck me really hard. After just ten or twelve more thrusts he told me to take what he was giving me and shot his dirty load right up me. I left and made my way to the underground, now horny as fuck with two high viral loads up my cunt. I was quite looking forward to spending some time on my own that night. Lewis was taking Neil out for a meal and drinks to thank him for being his best man and I knew that Jamie, Jamal and Robert were going out on the town together. I wasn't sure what the others were doing but I knew exactly how I was intending to spend the evening. I had discovered the Tiergarten the last time I was in Berlin, when one of the guys I fucked took me cruising there. It had been pretty raunchy on that occasion and I was looking forward to getting my pants down in the open air and hopefully taking a few more loads with no questions asked. I was fairly sure I could remember the way and I came out of the S Bahn, walked past the Burger King and along the road towards the roundabout and before long I had found the area I was looking for. There were already quite a few guys cruising around and passed one fit guy who had his cock out and went down on him. I sucked him for a while and then stood up, pulled my pants down and bent over, offering him my arse. He went straight up me and began to fuck me. He said something in German I didn't understand and then repeated it in English. "You have already been fucked?" I nodded and he pushed me forward and began to fuck me really hard. I sensed he just wanted to get off and I bent forward and enjoyed another good hard bareback fuck. He didn't last very long and soon I was being bred for the third time that evening. A short time later I joined a group of guys who were wanking and sucking and at one point I was standing opposite a good looking guy who looked to be around my age - mid to late 20s. He had a nice big cock and I leaned forward to suck it. As I was sucking his cock, I felt hands on my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my hole. Then I felt a cock pushing up my arse and seconds later I was being fucked again. I decided not to look round to see who was fucking me - I didn't really care who it was - and I was quite happy to be fucked by anyone who wanted to breed me that night. The guy fucking me shot his load and another guy went up me as soon as he pulled out. When the second guy pulled out, the guy I was sucking pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved round behind me. I felt his cock pushing up my arse and I bent forward, sucking on any cock that was presented to me and enjoying what was turning out to be one of the horniest cruising sessions I had experienced in a long time. I felt the guy fucking me getting ready to cum just as one guy shot his load in my mouth and another wanked his out all over my face. As I bent over to pull my pants up, I could feel some of the cum running down my legs and decided to take a break. I remembered that the guy who had taken me to the Tiergarten before had shown me another cruising area, which as far as I could remember was just across the road from this part of the park. I set off back up the path to the road, enjoying the cool night air and enjoying even more the sensation of my arse being well and truly loaded. A short time later I found the other cruising area, which was quite quiet. There was a toilet block which appeared to be open all night and nearby were some table tennis tables. When I had been there before, some guys were bent over the tables getting fucked. This time there was only one guy, a stocky, older guy with a really fit arse, bent over the table with his pants down. I was tempted, but I didn't want to cum just yet. I noticed a young guy with dark hair and glasses, who looked to be in his late teens or early twenties. He was thin and quite nerdy looking and was looking over at the tables as if he wanted to join in the action but wasn't quite confident enough yet. A tall young black guy moved in behind the guy bent over the table. He pulled his trousers and pants down and I heard the other guy groan as the black guy went up him. So far I hadn't seen anyone use a condom and I watched them fuck for a while and then made my way back to the cruising area on the other side of the road. It was a bit busier and, feeling even more horny than before, I watched a young guy getting fucked over a tree branch and when the guy fucking him had finished , he pulled his pants up and wandered off. I decided to take his place and soon I was leaning over the tree branch, pants down, arse in the air. It was not long before someone went up me and, once again, I didn't look round to see who it was. I stayed bent over the tree for a while and was fucked by several guys, some of whom shot their load up me and some who just fucked me for a while and then pulled out. As far as I could tell, none of them used condoms. After a while, most of the guys had wandered off and I decided to call it a night. I was still very horny though - in addition to the two guys who had fucked me earlier in the evening, I guessed that at least some of the guys who bred me in the park were also poz, and I was feeling at my most toxic. I decided to take a last walk across the road and see if anything was happening there . Two guys were now bent over the tables, both being fucked, and the young lad I had seen earlier was still there watching. He had moved a bit closer to the tables and as we both watched the scene in front of us, I began to cruise him. I didn't think I could get him to bend over the tables, but I thought I might get to fuck him if I got him somewhere quieter. He was clearly interested, and after a while I was rubbing my cock through my trousers and he was doing the same. I was about to suggest moving somewhere quieter when he moved towards the tables. He looked behind him to make sure I was following him and then, to my surprise, he pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over the table, looking over his shoulder at me. As I moved in behind him, he reached round and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing his arsehole. This lad was clearly up for it! I felt his hole and found it lubed, so I wasted no time in moving in behind him, positioned my cock against his hole and then pushing it slowly up his arse. He was very tight, so I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He groaned and bent forward over the table as I began to fuck him harder and soon he was moaning and playing with his cock as I fucked him, enjoying every minute of feeling my cock thrusting up his tight young arse. I hadn't cum all evening and I was super horny after being fucked so many times and before long I was getting close. I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him as hard as I could and then I felt myself starting to cum. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming as I fired load after load of highly toxic dirty cum into his tight young arse. As I pulled out, I realised we had attracted a bit of an audience and, as I stepped back, another guy moved forward and went up the young lad's arse. Three or four older guys were watching and wanking and I was fairly sure the young lad was going to end up getting gang banged. He had started off very shy and hesitant, but he was now totally into being fucked. I was pleased that I had helped him on his way to becoming the cumdump he so obviously wanted to be. I was tired now and started to make my way back up the path to the road. A little further ahead I saw a stocky ginger guy in a sweatshirt and jogging bottoms standing just off the path and my first thought was that he looked very like James from our group. As I got nearer, I realised that it was James. He was standing back from the path, and I noticed that he had his hand down the front of his jogging bottoms. He was facing a little away from me and I realised he was being cruised. A short, dark haired guy had moved in closer to him now and James turned round and moved further back off the path. I couldn't resist following at a discreet distance to see what would happen, and a few minutes later I was watching from behind a bush as James pulled his jogging bottoms and pants down and the guy went down and started sucking his cock. I was getting hard myself now as I watched the guy sucking James's cock and after a while they changed places and James went down and started sucking the dark haired guy. I wondered if James was going to let the guy cum in his mouth, but I realised he had something else in mind as he stood up and said something to the other guy an then, turning around, he pushed his pants right down and bent forward against a tree. The guy moved behind James and pulled his arse cheeks apart. Seconds later, I heard James groan loudly and I knew that the guy had gone right up his arse. I moved in closer and watched James being fucked. The guy was fucking him quite hard now and I began to play with myself as I watched his big cock thrusting up James's arse. I guessed from the way he had slid his cock up James so easily that James must have been well lubed or must have been fucked already that evening. I could tell the guy was getting close and, as I watched, he pushed his cock hard up James's arse a couple of time and held it there and I knew James was getting his apparently straight arse loaded with cum. I know of course that you can never tell which apparently straight guys might be into cock, but I had certainly never thought that I would see James, who talked a lot about his girlfriend and two young children at home, taking it bareback up the arse in a cruising ground. The guy pulled out and disappeared as James straightened up and then bent down to pull up his pants and jogging bottoms and I had a great view of his arse. I had certainly never thought when James showed his arse during the challenge that, not only would I get to see it again, but I would get to see it being fucked! I made my way back up the road and, after first going in the wrong direction, I set off for the short walk back to our hotel. As I walked along, I could feel some of the cum I had taken that night sliding out into my underpants and soaking the back of my jeans, and I thought I should probably have squatted in the bushes and pushed some of it out before I left the park. As I got closer to the hotel, I noticed a couple of familiar figures up ahead - it was Neil and Lewis on their way back from their night out. I could see that Lewis was really drunk and Neil was struggling to support him and keep him upright. I caught them up and soon I was helping Neil to keep Lewis on his feet. This was not easy, as Neil appeared to be almost as drunk as Lewis. As we got closer to the hotel, Lewis was muttering about how he needed to piss, and I realised he was about to unzip himself right in the middle of the street. Neil and I managed to get him up an alley and before long he had unzipped himself and was pissing hard against the wall. At one point, he lurched to the side and pissed all down his trousers. We straightened him up and Neil said "Take hold of his dick." I took hold of Lewis's dick and held it for him while he continued to piss against the wall. When he had finished, I helped him put his dick away and he grinned drunkenly at me and said "Thanks, mate!" We managed to get Lewis up into his room and onto his bed. "We can't leave him like that, " said Neil "he's soaked in piss." Lewis was in a bit of a mess, but I was surprised when Neil said "Give me a hand, mate," and began to undo Lewis's trousers. I hitched Lewis's legs up and Neil pulled his trousers and pants off. Lewis's cock flopped out - it looked as if he was half hard and Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to take hold of it. I shook my head. "No way!" "Go on, mate!" said Neil I was tempted and, encouraged by Neil, I gently took hold of Lewis's cock. Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to play with it. Lewis's cock was already growing in my hand and I began to play with it. Neil grinned and motioned to me to continue and soon Lewis's cock was fully hard and I was wanking him gently. I wasn't sure if Lewis was awake or not now - his eyes were closed but he was grinning drunkenly as I wanked him. Neil was playing with his cock through his trousers and he motioned to me to take Lewis's cock in my mouth. I was very hesitant, but I was also beginning to wonder if Neil and Lewis had planned this between them. Either way, I was horny enough to bend forward and take Lewis's cock into my mouth and soon he was giving little moans as I sucked his cock. His eyes were still closed and he was still grinning and clearly enjoying being sucked as his cock was getting even harder in my mouth. Neil moved round behind me and put his hand on my arse. "What the fuck?" he said as he felt the cum which had soaked my pants and the back of my jeans. "Is that what I think it is?" he asked I nodded. "Fuck!" he said. He was playing with my arse now, pushing my jeans and pants into the crack of my arse as I sucked Lewis. Suddenly I felt the head of Lewis's cock get bigger in my mouth and almost immediately he shot a huge load of cum into my mouth. I kept sucking until I had swallowed all of Lewis's cum and Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to follow him into the toilet. "You dirty cunt!" he said as he pushed his hand against my arse again. "How many guys fucked you?" he asked I shrugged. "I don't know, six or seven, maybe more." "You dirty cunt!" he said again, "You dirty fucking cunt!" He had bent me forward now and he pulled down my trousers and pants and moved in behind me. I felt his hard cock pushing against my arse. I spread my legs and bent further forward and within seconds he was up me and I was being fucked again. "Oh fuck.......fuck yeah!" Neil groaned as he began to fuck me harder . I suddenly thought of Lewis ad wondered if he was awake. If he was, he could hardly fail to hear us fucking but I didn't have much time to think about that as Neil groaned again and pushed right up me and I knew he was firing a big load of cum right into me. We left Lewis lying on his side, snoring, in just his T shirt and socks and made our way quietly back to my room. It had certainly been quite a surprising evening - and there were more surprises to come before the trip was over.

@FFun2BB thanks for the support! Im working on the chapter. Just have to be patient, cause life does happen. Ill try to get sonething by the end of the week though! Also if anyone is interested, i did post "slightly editted" versions of my pnp journey in this forum. So there are some tries of my writing, this one is just my first fiction/fantasy. If i can find it on my computer, somewhere i had the start of a story that i came up w of a "what-if" in my life, where as an older guy hit on me, but instead of me being a dumb barely legal teen still figuring out my sexuality (i was chasing girls atm, though had interest in guys), I actually took it as intended and got introduced to gay sex, chems, et all. I wanted to post it a year or so ago wheh i first wrote it...but i felt it too slow, not enough sex for a good bit. I may post it just to see if anyone cares for slightly longer narrative w/o the sex for a bit.

Will be in Fort Lauderdale tomorrow (Friday, 5/24/19) through Tuesday. Looking for nasty bugged up cumloads. Staying at Inn Leather. HMU if you're in the area. Here or same screenname (PozMuscleHole) on bbrt and Nasty Kink Pigs.