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It’s been a while since I posted An encounter in your last load. Mostly because I haven’t been getting much of loads. I’ve had some fun with ass play but that belongs under another topic because back room things were happening. Sunday afternoon after visiting with a good friend, I went to the local adult bookstore. My birthday is coming up so I was browsing for a new toy for myself. After browsing a while, I decided to go back into the video arcade. I paid the fee and went back into the booth area. It seemed pretty quiet but a few of the booths were lit up. The shop had reopened the glory holes. That was a total turn on for me. I went into Into a booth with a Gloryhole. There was a guy in the next booth playing with his cock through his jeans. He looks like an older construction worker. Loved the look. Kind of rough trade. I got settled, broke out the poppers, and put my fingers through the hole letting him know I would take his cock.After a couple minutes hesitation he stood up and slid his cock through the hole. It was a nice cock. Probably 7 inches. It started out at the base really thick but tapered to a thin head. I took a couple hits of the poppers and went down on his cock. I started sucking it deep right off the bat. It was nice and hard and dripping some pre-cum. I sucked it as deep as I can get it. Worked my tongue along the underside swirl my tongue around the head. His cock got a little harder every time I went down on it. I stopped a minute and slid my track pants down. I took his cock down my throat a couple more times. Getting it as wet as I can get it. Then I stood up and backed up on it. My hole was so dry. I kept applying spit but he could not push it in. It felt so nice to have a cock banging on my tight hole. I was disappointed when he pulled his cock back zipped up and left. I kicked back and watched a porn. Stroked my cock some. And waited to see if someone else would come in. About 10 minutes later I took a break to take a leak. When I came back I got into another Gloryhole booth. After about five minutes a guy came into the other side and Took out his cock. It was similar to the first one. Thick at the base and thin at the head. I hit of poppers again as he slid his cock through the hole. I sucked him deep and worked his head with my tongue. At the same time I was applying spit to my hole. I stood up and backed up on his cock. My hole was still really tight and dry. I kept pressing back and he kept a nice rhythm going to work his way into my body. I hit the poppers again. I was encouraging him, Begging him to push it deep and breed me. After a few strokes his cock started opening my hole. Every time he would thrust his cock would go a little further in. It felt so fucking good. I pushed back ashard as I could begging him to breed me. He pushed really hard one more time and held it there. I felt his cock start to pulse. Felt my tight ring getting wet. I moaned loud. I realized that he was moaning and cursing as he dumped his load into my hole. We stayed connected for a few more seconds. Then he pulled off and backed up. He started wiping up his cock. I sat back in the chair in my booth. I reach down between my legs and pushed out some of his load. I licked it off my hand. It was sweet with just a mild touch of my ass musk. Such a nice fuck. I went on my way feeling really good about taking that anonymous Gloryhole load.

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

Doc Murphy’s Therapy “Fuck... here we go,” I sighed, grabbing the door handle and walking into the reception area. Looking around ... it was a basic waiting room, and I could tell this was not going to be good. I turned around to leave until I heard a voice. “Can I help you?” I turned around and saw the man who had interrupted my escape now standing behind the counter. I took a sharp breath... “Uh...” I hesitated. “I have an appointment today. I’m not sure with whom. My dad made it for me.” I tried to keep cool, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him... His slightly tight white dress shirt and khakis did little to hide his muscular body. He stood still for a minute... his green eyes staring at me for a quick second before handing me a clipboard and sitting down. “You must be Sam” he said, looking at the computer screen. “I’m Mike, Doc Murphy’s assistant. You’ll need to fill out these out.” he said, placing the paperwork on the counter and looking at the computer monitor again with focused attention. Walking up to the counter, I quickly grabbed the clipboard and sat down trying to not be so obvious, but I couldn’t help staring. All I could think was this guy looked just like Bry, my best friend from high school, or at least what he would look like in ten years. Mike looked to be about 30.... All I could do was tell myself... “Bry’s gone... he’s on the other side of the country now. Get the fuck over it.” I finished the paperwork, filling out the basics... name, address, date of birth, insurance, etc. and walked it up to Mike. Paying me no attention, he took it and quickly dismissed me... “Have a seat. Doc will be with you soon,” Mike mumbled, still concentrating on the monitor. I sat there nervously, until he looked up and abruptly told me to go right in before fixating on the monitor again. Walking into the next room I didn’t see anyone, so I sat on the sofa and grabbed a pillow and held it tightly on my lap. I heard the door finally open... I turned and my eyes widened in surprise. In walked a man in his early 40’s wearing a tight black t-shirt and jeans. Seeing me, he smiled, flashing his white teeth before walking to me and firmly shaking my hand. “You must be Sam, I’m Dr. Murphy, but you can just call me Doc.” he said, turning down the lights. “This should help you relax a bit so we can talk.” Speechless, I just sat there as he sat down across from me and began looking over my paperwork. At this point I was glad I had the pillow on my lap as I felt my cock begin to stiffen. “Give me a second, ok?” he said, still looking over my paperwork. “My previous patient took a little longer than expected.” Even though he wasn’t looking, I nodded and tried to not to be obvious. I began to examine him with my eyes. Doc was about 45 with a muscular build and piercing black eyes. He was wearing black rimmed glasses with square lenses. Moving to the next page, he flipped the page and ran his hand over his short gray speckled hair. With him still reading, I cautiously moved my eyes down seeing how the tight black material of his t-shirt fit hugged his firm pecs. That’s when I noticed the prominent peaks where his nipples would be... they were pierced. Holding the pillow tighter, my eyes wandered down to his muscular legs encased in the dark denim fabric and noticed he was wearing a pair of black boots which surprised me. “10-hole Rangers,” he said, putting down the paperwork and grabbing his notebook.” Nervously, I looked up and struggled to speak, “What...?” “My boots... 10-hole Rangers.” he smiled. “Like I said, I’m running late and didn’t have a chance to change. I know you must be nervous. Go ahead and sit back... close your eyes and concentrate on my voice.” “Uh... sure,” I stammered, still gripping the pillow tight in my lap. “I’ve looked over your chart and some notes from your dad, but I’d prefer to hear it from you.” he told me as I began my story... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was the night before my best friend, Bry... uh Bryan, was moving back east to go to college while I was heading here to the west coast. That summer, we spent as much time as we could just hanging out as we tried to ignore that we were going to be on different sides of the country. His family planned a big celebration and me being his best friend, I was invited over for dinner. It was a great time. Later that night, we laughed as he walked me back home, talking about all the good times we’d had. Reaching my house, I knew I didn’t want it to end but didn’t know how to tell him. I remembered the bottle of booze my dad kept in the garden shed and I suggested we have some shots to celebrate. “Let’s do it bro!” he smiled, grabbing me by the hand. “Come on.” I still remember how it felt when he took my hand... it was like we were connected in a new way. We slipped into the back yard and headed into the shed. Turning on the light, I grabbed the bottle of rum my dad hid behind a stack of bricks and took a shot. Handing it to him, I sat down and motioned him to sit next to me and we continued recalling good times. With every shot, we bumped into each other’s shoulder to urge the other on. Then suddenly, the realization that he was leaving hit me and at that moment, I couldn’t bear it. “Bro, you ok?” he asked, thinking I was probably wasted by now. “Yeh, man...” I told him, gathering up the courage to tell him how I felt. “It’s just... I’m gonna...” “Yeah, me too bro.” he sighed, leaning into my shoulder but kept his gaze forward. I knew it was now or never... he was leaving in a matter of hours. “Bry... look at me.” Continuing to look forward, he remained silent. “We’ve been best friends since sixth grade when you moved to town, right?” Nodding, he turned to face me, and our eyes connected. I started looking at that familiar face... those sparkling green eyes... those lips that begged to be kissed. All I could think of was wanting to lean in and kiss him. But even now, I wasn’t sure and didn’t want to risk losing him. Deciding to hold back the major part of my secret, I took another shot and blurted out my half-truth. “Fuck bro, I’m gonna miss you so fucking much.” Still looking at me with no reaction, he took the bottle out of my hand and took a large gulp. Putting the bottle down, he turned back to me and raised his hand to my shoulder. “Me too...” he sighed, pulling me into his arms in a tight grip. I remained still as his strong arm held me tight. I didn’t want this to end but the class clown came out. “Fuck, Bry... I can’t breathe.” “Fucker...” he laughed, moving his hand to my neck and holding it tight. I could feel him pulling my face to his and our lips tentatively met for the first time. Gripping my neck with more force, he drew me even closer, and I moaned... his breath filling my mouth. Sensing my desire, his tongue quickly invaded my mouth, and we began to devour each other. Taking charge, he pushed me back onto the dirty floor and pressed his stronger body on top of me. We continued on, exploring each other’s clothed bodies for the first time as if we had never seen each other naked in the gym showers. When our lips finally parted, I looked up into his eyes and saw an intense and unfamiliar look on that handsome face. Before I could say a word, he spoke... Pushing his crotch into mine, he began, “I’ve never done this bro, but over the last few years that we’ve been friends, I’ve realized how much I’ve wanted to. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to hide my hard-on because I wasn’t sure if you were...” “Yeh...I like cock.” I said with a laugh and interrupting him with a kiss as our hard cocks struggled for release. “Yeah?” he chuckled, lifting himself off me. He stood there... a wet spot on the bulge of his crotch now growing. I couldn’t believe what was happening and I got to my knees as he unbuckled his jeans and dropped them, releasing his thickening cock. “Commando...” I smiled, remembering how we had decided on the first day of high school that we’d never wear underwear again... the only thing that would hold our junk would be jockstraps in gym... otherwise, we’d be freeballing. “Show me, Sam. Show me... how much you like cock.” he insisted, holding his shaft firmly in his hand. I remained on my knees, seeing his thick throbbing uncut cock teasing me. Looking up at him, I nodded. Without a thought, I moved on my knees towards the object of my desire. Reaching it, I stared at it... wanting to memorize every veined inch of his cock. “Fuck bro... do it!” he hissed, swinging it... teasing me. With Bry’s insistence, I kissed the tip and opened up to take my best friend’s cock for the first time. “Aw fuck!” he moaned, feeling my lips slide push back the foreskin and slide over the ridge of his swollen cock head. I began to suck on it and lick the underside with my tongue. His cock began to release a torrent of precum. Continuing my work, I forced my mouth down and began flicking the underside of the shaft until my nose was buried in the ginger tuft of pubes around the base. His musky scent filled my nostrils as I held the shaft with my lips and instinctively worked my throat muscles. “Fuck yeah! Goddamn cocksucker!” he growled, taking control and showing me who was in charge. Encouraged, I began bobbing on his sexy cock... pulling back until just the helmet of his shaft remained in my mouth... sucking and flicking it with my tongue, tasting the pre-cum still flowing from his piss slit. With his hands now holding my head firmly, he began forcing my mouth back down onto his cock and began to give me my first face fuck. My lips slid over the shaft... my tongue worked the underside as the face fucking continued. Staring up into his now intense eyes, I couldn't believe I had fantasized about doing this and was now here sucking on Bry’s cock. It felt so good inside my mouth! He lasted about another five minutes before his breathing began shortening. I could tell it wouldn’t be much longer, and I started increasing my sucking while stimulating his shaft with my tongue. I felt his body tense up as his cock swelled even thicker. Groaning, he began pumping jet after jet of hot thick cum into my mouth from his first blowjob. When his cock released last drops, I pulled off his cock and swished his delicious cum around my mouth before swallowing as I saw the look of sweaty sexual pleasure on his face. “How was it?” I hesitantly asked, still on my knees hoping things wouldn’t get weird. “Fuck Sam, you’re one fucking good cocksucker!” he smiled, wiping the sweat from his face before his face went slack and his eyes widened in surprise... Turning, I saw my dad at the door. He just stood there looking down at me in disgust. “Bryan, go home... Your dad just called wondering where you were. You’ll be leaving for the airport in a few hours, and you’ll need some sleep.” was all he said in a quiet angry tone, never taking his eyes off me. “Yes, Sir...” Bry answered, buckling up... Heading to the door, he hesitated... “Sam...” All I wanted to do was run to him... to escape, but my now dad stood between us. “Bryan...” my dad grunted pulling me to my feet and staring directly at me. “You’ve got a great future ahead of you. Don’t do anything you’ll regret.” Looking over my dad’s shoulder, I saw the look on Bry’s face as he gave me one last glance and walked out the door. “Clean yourself up, son.” dad said, finally stepping aside and picking up the bottle of rum and drinking the remains. The next week was hell. My parents seemed to avoid the subject, but I somehow knew I hadn’t heard the end of it. To top it off, I hadn’t heard from Bry either. I had tried texting him and even calling him, but he never responded. Then one night, my dad called me down to the den. It was shortly before my parents took me to campus. “Listen, boy,” my dad started. “This behavior has got to stop. I’ve done some research and have set you up for therapy while you’re at school. Your mom and I love you, son, but we can’t have our only son be a faggot.” “Dad...” I started but was quickly interrupted. “If you want us to pay for your school, you will show up for that appointment next week. Understood?” he said, standing up and leaving me alone in the room before I had a chance to respond. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “So here I am...” I mumbled before opening my eyes and seeing him sitting there intently, listening to every word. I had to admit it was easier than I thought telling him. “Well Sam, our time is up for today...” he said, placing his notes to the side, spreading his legs apart even wider and leaning in. I felt relaxed... but how could my story have lasted that long? I must have looked confused because he looked at his watch and chuckled. “Well, it’s been fifty minutes... That’s standard.” he told me, looking directly into my eyes. “You’re not the first one to sit in that chair and lose track of time. I’m not sure how much you’ve been told, but my therapy involves meditation. I’ve had great success bringing out what young men were born to be... I suppose that’s what drew your dad to my practice. I’ve had great success with my methods. We’ll work together to get you to your ideal state. What do you think? Shall we move forward?” I sat back and sighed, the pillow now on the floor. What choice did I have? My parents would cut me off and, most likely, I’d be out on the street. I took a deep breath and gave in. “Yeh...” I nodded feeling defeated and grabbing the glass of water now next to me on the side table and taking a drink. “Good... I think we should have no problem bringing out your true self," he smiled, grabbing a business card. Slowly, he stood and walked towards me and stood in front of me handing me his card. Taking the card, I swear I could see his bulge growing but I tried to keep eye contact with him. “Here’s my card. I’ve got an office at home and think we could make better progress there. On your way out, have Mike set up the appointment for next week.” Taking the card, I nodded and slipped it into my back pocket. When I closed the door to his office, I saw Mike still staring intensely at the computer monitor. “UH... Doc said to make an appointment for next week,” I told him, trying to get his attention. “Doc’s calendar is filled next week, but he sometimes does late appointments. He’s noted in your records that he can fit you in at 7pm next Friday at his place.” he said, barely paying me any attention. “Uh.... yeah ok.” I said, knowing my dad would be checking up on me. “Alright, Sam... be there on time and make sure you wear comfortable clothes since Doc’ll be starting on the meditation therapy then.” Getting into my car, it hit me that Mike had never given me Doc’s address. No matter... I thought, patting my back pocket, I had it. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Friday came and all I could think about was how I was dreading the upcoming therapy but, in a way, didn’t mind seeing Doc Murphy again. After class, I had the urge to hit the gym to get my mind off things. It was definitely the most intense workout I’d ever had... I tried to forget about the upcoming session, but I couldn’t get the fact that there was something about Doc out of my head. He wasn’t what I expected... his demeanor... his look, but especially his boots. Afterwards, I decided to head home and skip showering at the gym. On my way home, I stopped at the closest pharmacy... I don’t know why, but I felt that I needed to be completely clean for my appointment. I wandered the aisles and found what I was looking for... an enema kit. I quickly grabbed it and walked up to the older man at the cash register. Looking me over, he grunted and gave me a look of disgust just like my dad had given me that night. For some reason, I didn’t care what he thought, and I walked off without my change. Finally home, I hesitated for a minute before remembering my roommate Kirk had gone for the weekend... the coast was clear, so I started pulling off my shirt and left a trail of sweaty clothes on the way to the bathroom. Standing at the mirror, I took a good look at myself. “Not bad... though you could definitely bulk up and have more definition,” I told myself, running my hands over my pumped-up pecs before moving down my abs and grabbing hold of my cock and balls. Holding my junk in my hand, I could feel my pubes suddenly scratching my palms and an idea popped into my head. I went for the pair of clippers in the drawer. I saw it still had the guard Kirk used to buzz his head, so I turned it on and felt the buzzing in my hand as I spread my legs and moved the clippers through my pubes, trimming them down to a more manageable length. I tried to concentrate but the vibrations were making me hard. I hesitated for a minute but realized that it was making it easier to get the hair around my cock, so I continued until I was completely trimmed. That's when I looked in the mirror and realized it looked strange cause the hair on the rest of me was longer... it didn’t feel right, so I began trimming my body. Taking my time, I moved the clippers over my body while feeling the vibrations. Fuck, it felt good... I stood there looking at myself now trimmed... my cock did seem bigger. That’s when I knew what I had to do... I put the clippers to my head. The hair began to fall to the floor and mix with my body hair and I felt a wave of relief come over me... I was now even harder, but I knew I had to continue and turned on the shower. Stepping in, I began lathering my body from the neck down until I got to my cock and started stroking, getting it even harder. “Fuck yes,” I groaned, going back to the night I knelt at Bryan’s feet and sucked him off, before remembering that I didn’t have much time and Doc was waiting for me... I didn’t want to disappoint him. I grabbed the razor and proceeded to slide it along the skin of my crotch. Slowly and methodically, I continued, leaving my skin bare... it was almost as if I had been doing this forever. Finally, I rinsed off, watching as the final remnants of the hair flowed down the drain. Next, I grabbed the enema and inserted the nozzle into my hole and pushed the liquid up into me. Holding it in, I began showering to remove the final residue of lather and hair... all the while checking my skin to make sure I didn’t miss a spot. Satisfied I was now completely hairless, I moved to empty out. Fuck the feeling was intense... I rinsed out to make sure I was completely clean inside and out and began running my fingertips across my completely smooth body before drying off. Standing at the mirror again, I saw myself fully exposed. I smiled seeing the black stubble of my buzz cut bring out the blue of my eyes before moving down my pecs, past my abs to my crotch. Grabbing my junk, I felt the smooth skin of my sac gliding over my palms. “Yeh... perfect.” I grinned before running into my bedroom to grab a pair of jeans and t-shirt off the floor, slipping my bare feet into my sneakers and heading over to Doc’s. All I could think about how good my skin felt against my clothes as I made my way to Doc’s. Arriving at my destination, I turned into the long driveway... I knew his house was in one of the best areas of the city with large plots of land that allowed for privacy, but I was still impressed. I got out of my car and checked my watch as I rushed up to the door. Raising my hand to knock, the scent of my ripe t-shirt entered my nostrils. I smiled and knocked. I stood there again inhaling the ripeness, before knocking one more time... the door then opened revealing Mike. “Uh...” I stammered, not expecting to see him there. “Come on in, Sam.” he said with a slight smile as he looked me over. “Looks like you’re ready.” I stood there for a second staring at him, he looked so much like Bry... more so now when he was wearing jeans and a tight gray T-shirt. “Doc has a guest house that’s included with my job.” he told me, anticipating my question as we walked past the main part of the house into an annex. “Doc’s office is in there, he pointed. Take a seat... He won’t be long.” Walking in, I took a quick look around the room. It was old school English library style with rows and rows of leather-bound books with two chairs sitting prominently in the middle... a leather one and an upholstered one. Without a second thought, I sat in the one opposite the leather chair. It didn’t take long before Doc walked. He was also dressed like Mike... jeans and a skintight black T-shirt. As he walked over to a side table and poured a drink, my eyes were drawn to the movement of his arms and pecs. That’s when I saw he was wearing the same boots he wore during our first meeting. “10-hole Rangers,” I mumbled. "OK, Sam... ready to begin?” Doc smiled, handing me the drink and moved behind me. The first step is to sit back and let your body relax into the chair.” Sitting back, I took a sip and felt the soft cushions of the chair envelop my body as Doc’s firm hands moved over my buzzed head and grip my shoulders. “Sam, close your eyes and concentrate my voice...” he said calmly, moving his hands to my neck and began applying pressure. “Good boy. Take slow deep breaths...” I have to admit, his hands did feel good on me, and I began to sink even further into the chair as his fingers worked my neck muscles. I swear he was saying something, but I couldn’t make it out. After a few minutes, his voice slowly rose from a whisper... “Sam... I want you to know you can trust me. Do you trust me?” Without a thought, I nodded... “Yeh Doc, I trust you.” “Good boy, I want to make sure you trust me enough to do what I say so we can bring out the real you. You want that don’t you, boy?” “Yeh, Doc. I want to do what you say.” I answered, enjoying the feel of his rough hands still on my neck. “Alright boy, finish your drink now.” Without a second thought, I took the glass and downed the last of the drink in several gulps, his hands still working my neck muscles. Taking the glass from my hand, he released my neck and sat down in front of me. “Feels good to do what I tell you to do, doesn’t it boy...” I wasn’t sure if it was a question or a simple statement, but I nodded... feeling even more relaxed as he kept talking in a low deep voice which, I have to admit, was making me horny. “That’s it, boy... Just sit back and relax. That’s it. Listen to Doc... you want to obey Doc... good boy... relax...” “Yeh, obey...” I kept mumbling, as I began feeling a bit drowsy listening to his sexy voice until I couldn’t quite make out again what he was saying... I guess I must have fallen asleep because suddenly I opened my eyes, and I was alone in the room. I should have been worried, but I felt safe because I trusted Doc. For some reason, I stayed there sitting in the chair... Somehow, I knew Doc would want me to stay there. “Ah boy, you’re up...” I heard Doc say and I stood up to face him. “Yeh Doc,” I said, seeing him in a whole new light. Doc stood there, feet apart... his exposed hairy muscular chest was clad in a black leather harness... his nipples pierced with thick rings. My eyes wandered down and remained on the leather jockstrap bulging with what was obviously a thick cock. His sculpted legs were anchored in those polished boots I had kept thinking about. “10-hole Rangers.” I silently moaned. “How do you feel, Sam?” he asked, watching my reaction. “You fell asleep, so I thought I’d let you rest up before you go home... wouldn’t want you to have an accident.” “Thanks Doc. I feel great,” I said, still standing there calmly as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “How long was I asleep?” “Good to hear boy. It’s late... you’ve slept about three hours. I think you should stay here. You’d like that, right? Get comfortable.” “Yeh, Doc... I would.” I answered, feeling a deep desire to please him. Without thinking any more of it, I sat down and took off my sneakers before removing my clothes, putting them next to my sneakers and standing up at attention. “Good boy...” Doc growled, inspecting my smooth body with his hands. “Commando or jock... always.” “Yeh, Doc... always.” I repeated, standing there with my cock now at full mast from the movements of his fingertips against my freshly shaved skin. “Commando or jock.” I don’t know why I said it, yet I felt I should... but still... part of me began to wonder why I was stripped down in front of this leather god. Seeing my confusion, he again stood in front of me and held my shaved junk in his hand and squeezed. “I know, boy. But I want you to know that I held back on our session earlier this week. My job is to bring out your true self and that’s what we will do. You’ll be fully aware from this point on. Unlike most of my patients, I want you to fully accept what is going on.” I remained still... not quite understanding what he was talking about as he moved behind me and began exploring my clean, shaved hole... “Very good,” he nodded, sniffing his finger... “Fuck your dad... I was never going to do it. I see your potential, boy. So, let’s get started.” and walked over to his desk to grab something from a drawer. I remained still, the feel of his hands still fresh on my skin as I watched him pick up a glass pipe and torch. “Down boy,” he ordered, and I immediately fell to my knees... his crotch now at my eye-level. “Do you know what this is, boy?” he said, holding the pipe filled with shards of white crystals in front of his crotch. “Yeh, Doc.” I nervously answered, looking at the pipe. “But I’ve never done it.” “You trust me don’t you, boy?” he said, lighting the bowl and placing the stem at my lips before I could answer. “Open up... this will help bring out what you were meant to be. You want that, right?” “Uh huh,” I mumbled feeling the stem between my lips as he lit the torch and began to heat its contents. “Inhale boy... feel the warmth fill your lungs.” he said, looking down at me and encouraging me on. “Hold it... good now release.” I felt the thick warm cloud escape my mouth as my body began to relax before he placed the stem back in my mouth and ordered me to take another hit. “That’s my boy... you want more don’t you?” he chuckled, pulling and holding the pipe just out of reach of my lips. “Please, Doc..." I exhaled, moving forward to grasp the stem with my lips. I didn’t just want it, I felt that I needed it to please him. “Fucker...” he laughed, offering me the pipe. Taking more hits, my body began to tingle... goosebumps formed on my naked flesh as I looked up into Doc’s black eyes and felt them looking right through me. He saw the real me and I wanted to serve this man. Reaching down and grabbing my nipples, Doc smiled, “Fuck your dad...” “Fuck my dad!” I moaned, feeling his fingernails digging into them. “Gotta get these tits toughen up.” he growled, digging in deeper causing me to cry out. “Breathe boy, feel the pain.” I did the only thing I could and obeyed. I began taking deep breaths. Releasing my left tit, he grabbed his bulging crotch and ripped off the codpiece barely holding his cock and threw it across the room to reveal a thick god-like cock. “Goddamn... gonna transform you into the perfect boy.” he growled, before gripping my tit again even harder and causing me to gasp for air and slipping his cock into my mouth. “You want it don’t you... to become the perfect boy.” he said, holding my head firmly in his hands as my body was reacting to the chems now flowing through my body. “Uh huh,” I moaned as a deep hunger took over. It was all I could do to fit my lips around it, but I was determined to take it. My lips surrounded the flared ridge of his cock and started nursing on it, trying to take more and more. “Goddamn cocksucker! Show Doc how much you love cock!” he groaned, grabbing hold of my ears and pulling me into his crotch and impaling me on his cock. “That feel good boy?” he growled, holding me there before pulling me off. “Fuck yeh, Doc!” I moaned, trying to take his cock again without any force from him. I could feel him start face fucking me a couple of inches at a time... back and forth in my mouth until his movements increased. Finally, I was able to take his entire cock and I began to fill the room with my moans until his pace increased and became more erratic... I knew he was getting close. Suddenly, pulled me into his crotch as his cock swelled and I felt a torrent of hot cum spewing down my throat before he pulled back and filled my mouth, causing me to spill some on my own hard cock. That did it for me... the minute my cock felt it, I shot my own load over Doc’s boots as he rammed his cock back down my throat until the last drops seeped from his cock. Satisfied, he pulled out and I hungrily started gulping it all down. “Boy... I can’t wait to get you fully trained.” he proudly growled, standing above me and motioning to his cum covered boot. Eagerly, I placed my mouth on the boot and began lapping up my cum... the only true offering I could give of myself to this leather god. I began moving up the boot, tasting the sharpness of the boot black and covering it with my saliva. With his approval, I continued up his body, experiencing my first taste of his sweat dripping off his muscled calf until I felt his softened cock next to my cheek. “Please, Doc...” I begged, wanting to feel it in my mouth again. “You sure, boy?” he chuckled, and I nodded. “Go ahead.” I quickly took his softened cock into my mouth and began feeding... wanting to taste any remnants of his load when suddenly, I felt a trickle... Even though I knew what it was, I didn’t think about it. I realized I wanted it... It was what I was meant to do, and I started to gulp it down. Seeing my reaction, Doc held my head and stroked my face and encouraged me. “Good boy...” he said with a surprised look on his handsome face. Looking up into his eyes, I happily nodded until the flow slowed and finally stopped. Keeping some of his piss in my mouth, I sealed my lips around the shaft and began to work his cock while covering it in piss until I could feel him getting harder again. Once he was fully hard, I greedily swallowed the mouthful of piss and worked on getting another load. “Goddamn piss pig!” he groaned, starting to face fuck me again. This time, Doc was relentless and began to rapidly force his cock down my throat with every hard thrust. I was letting him use me... my mouth was just a tool to service cock... His cock. On and on he went... throat fucking my mouth until I could feel the now familiar signal his cock gave to every cocksucker lucky enough to have serviced it. With one last thrust, he again gripped my head and released a second load, and I was fed again. After releasing me, he rubbed my head approvingly and moved to his chair and sat down... “That part definitely wasn’t in the prompt.” he chuckled to himself. I remained on my knees... knowing that Doc hadn’t said otherwise. I watched him sitting there, sweat dripping from his body, and light the pipe. I moaned... Taking a long hit from the pipe, he held it prominently and so I could see it. Exhaling the thick cloud, he motioned me to come forward. Again, somehow, I knew to remain on my knees... I crawled over to him and opened my mouth. “No boy, take it.” he chuckled, “You need to practice until it’s old hat.” Nodding, I took the pipe and the torch... Listening to his instructions carefully, I lit the torch and heated the bowl... watching the crystals heat up as I rolled the bowl carefully over the flame. I started to take a hit and looked to Doc... “Bigger...” he said, and I obeyed. “Remember that feeling... how it allows you to be free to be who you were meant to be.” Doc sat there and just watched me as I took another hit... I wanted to please him... make him proud of me. After another one, he stood and took the pipe and torch from me and placed it back in the drawer. I was feeling so good. It felt like every nerve on my shaved body was on fire. I went to my grab my cock and realized it was limp. I was so horny, and I began to work on it, but it was no use. I looked up at Doc with a questioning look. “That’s enough for now, boy” he said, sizing me up and moving to a hidden closet. “Your cock won’t be in play anyway while we’re in session.” Releasing my cock, I sighed as the immense hunger for his cock continued. “Next step...” he told me, holding up a black leather jockstrap. “Commando or jock... always.” Seeing the leather jockstrap, my eyes lit up. I couldn’t take my eyes off it as he told me to get up. Handing it to me, I took it my trembling hands and felt the supple leather before putting it on and letting out a soft moan. “Thanks, Doc!” I grinned, feeling the pouch enveloping my limp cock and balls... the scent of the leather filled my nostrils. “You’re welcome, boy...” Doc chuckled approvingly, grabbing my junk and adjusting it, causing my cock to swell a bit. “Better.” Next, Doc pulled out a harness and held it to my pecs. “Fuck yes...” I sighed, looking pleadingly into Doc’s eyes and raised my arms above me. Placing the straps over my shoulders, he moved even closer... his cock now in my face. I opened my mouth to kiss it before he stepped back and out of my reach. Motioning me to rise, he began pulling the wide leather straps forward... “Deep breath,” he ordered, and I inhaled, causing my pecs to rise... He connected the straps tightly to the O ring, pushing my pecs upwards and emphasizing the workout I had done earlier in the day. As I stood there looking down and feeling the tautness of the leather harness over my smooth skin, Doc dropped a pair of boots in front of me with a pair of yellow socks sticking out. “Go on, boy... try them on.” he chuckled. “The socks are a last-minute thing.” Dropping to the hard-wood floor, I pulled the boots over my feet now covered in yellow, and carefully laced them... making sure the ladder was perfect. I stood up again and smiled... never wondering why they were a perfect fit. Everything so far just felt so right. “10-hole Rangers...” I grinned, seeing Doc now holding a piece of leather in his hands. I grew silent seeing him walk towards me... I knew what I needed to do... I fell to my knees before him. Leaning in and looking directly into my eyes, he carefully slid the collar around my neck and secured it. “Fuck yeh...” I trembled, feeling the tightness of the collar. My cock began to stir from the feel and scent of the leather. I quicky inhaled the mixture of the leather gear and our now sweat covered bodies. I looked up to the man that had done this. Doc stood there admiring me and surveying my transformation. “Go on... have a look.” he said, gripping his cock and motioning to a full-length mirror against the far wall. I got up, made my way to the other side of the room and encountered a reflection of a geared-up leather boy... just like the ones that had begun to fill my jack-off fantasies in the last week. My hands moved across my pecs, feeling the tight leather straps against my freshly shaved skin. Looking down, I saw the pouch of my jockstrap growing as the leather encompassing my junk began to mold to it. Tracing the edges of my cock on the leather, I groaned... “Shit yeh! Doc,” I grinned, looking up at Doc’s reflection as he stood behind me. “Commando or jock... leather jock!” “That’s right, boy... leather jock.” he said, wrapping his arm around me and handing me a freshly packed pipe. “Fuck me!” I growled, taking a long deep hit as I felt fingers spreading my ass cheeks. “That’s the plan, boy.” he snarled, grabbing my head to face him and placing his lips close to mine... “I’ve been wanting to feel that cunt of yours wrapped around my cock since the minute I saw you.” “Yeah, Doc... cunt... fuck my cunt.” I begged, sending the cloud directly into his mouth as he began to stroke and tease my cunt. I pushed back against his thickening cock, the hunger increasing again... I desperately wanted it. Suddenly, his boots spread my legs apart and fell forward on my knees. Instinctively, I shifted my weight to my hands and arched my back to expose my cunt. I felt his cool finger probing my cunt... this time it slipped in easily. First one then a second... Must be lubed, I thought. Moaning, I raised my hips only to feel a burning sensation flow inward. I began to struggle but Doc held me firm... “Be still, boy... relax... That’s the tina in the lube you’re feeling.” he grunted, feeling my cunt tighten. “Yeh, Doc...” I responded, gritting my teeth as he pressed his cock and slid it in. “Shit!” I grunted, feeling the pain which only lasted a moment. The rush from the chems took over and I adjusted to the fat cock invading my cunt. He pressed on, easing the shaft into me until he hit my prostate... “Fuck me!” I cried out, falling to my elbows as pulsing of my cunt spread through my entire body. At this point, all I could do was to concentrate on my cunt... Doc continued, easing his in a bit more... my cunt pulsing against his shaft. Pushing it in further, he then pulled back then a bit deeper. “That’s it, boy... take Doc’s cock.” I was going crazy, feeling his invading cock going deeper and deeper so I pushed back to urge him on... “Give it to me, Doc!” I cried out, my hands now gripped tightly into balls. That did it! With one final shove, he buried the entire length inside me, and I felt his crotch scratching against my ass cheeks... I growled, feeling completely full. I began to pull back and push forward on his cock... “Yeah?” Doc growled, starting to pick up the pace. “Goddamn, boy... you’re loving this aren’t ya?” “Fuck yeh!” I grunted, “Fucking need it, Doc... fuck your boy!” Doc then began to really pound my cunt, “Yeah... my boy” he hissed, placing his entire weight on me... sinking his cock into the deepest reaches of my cunt and forcing me to the floor. I could feel the heat of his shaft in me as he took final possession of me... his boy. I bucked against him clenching my cunt around his cock... the fuck continued. I could feel both the metal and leather of his harness and the straps of my harness scraping against my back. Shoving deeply, he went to my shoulder and sank his teeth into my skin. “FUCK!” I cried out, feeling the pain move down my back and land in my cunt as the pace of our fucking increased. With every plunge, my body moved... taking it... gripping his cock... grunting and moaning for more. Deeper and deeper he fucked me as my body reached a new level of hunger and I kept urging him on. “Goddamn cunt!” Doc kept saying, pounding me again and again. I kept at it... opening myself to his steel hard cock and I kept begging for more.... I needed it to be complete. I continued milking his cock as we became nothing but a pair of rutting animals. I didn’t want it to end but I began to feel his cock begin to swell even more... I urged him on and on, with a final thrust, he sank so deep into me that I felt I was going to be split apart. “GODDAMN CUNT!” He yelled again... his body going rigid, and I felt the hot eruption from his balls deep in my cunt before he collapsed on me. We stayed like that for a bit... our sweaty bodies dripping onto the wooden floor as the scent of our therapy session filled the air until Doc lifted his body off me and pulled out. Letting out a soft whine, I gripped at his softening cock, not wanting to release it. Now empty, I turned to face Doc. God, he was even more handsome... his sweat covered body glistened as he sat back, his legs spread wide... hands behind on the floor behind him. “Shit yeh,” I growled, crawling to him and taking his cock back in my mouth and I began to clean it. “Good, boy... remember,” Doc purred, running his hands over my sweaty head... “and taste your cunt.” Those words suddenly opened up my mind. I began to remember more details... Doc had me strip down as I told him all about Bry... I now remembered telling him about how good it felt when Bry took charge and started calling me a cocksucker. I remember him asking me if I was hard and I dropped the pillow and unzipped my shorts to expose my hard cock to show him. And then another memory hidden deep in my subconscious appeared! Mike had walked at that point and took off his clothes, exposing a beautifully hard shaved body. Mike looked to Doc who nodded, and he dropped to his knees, making his way towards me and took my hard cock in his mouth. As I continued my story to Doc, Mike began to suck and finger my cunt as I went on to describe Bry’s load exploding in my mouth. Only this time, I now knew that at that very moment I had shot a load into Mike’s mouth. Sitting back, Mike looked so much like Bry that I dropped down and began to make out with him. I could hear Doc laughing as Mike's tongue pushed the cum into my mouth. Afterwards, I sat back in the chair and moaned... remembering how Bry’s load tasted in my mouth. Mike sat back for a minute, watching me before looking in Doc’s direction. Given permission, he stood and got dressed without a word between them and left. “Zip up boy...” Doc commanded and all I could remember after that was him giving me instructions on how to be a good boy. I should have been scared and angry, but I wasn’t, and I continued servicing his cock. This was the way it was meant to be... I remained on Doc’s cock even after feeding on the last of his cum and my cunt juices. Noticing, Doc straightened up and held my chin as I let his cock rest on my tongue. He spoke proudly... “You do realize, boy... piss wasn’t part of your therapy.” Releasing his cock, I smiled... “I guess I do, Doc...” before going back to his cock to wait for another load of piss.

Mine. Hope guys like it?

Condoms too small.

I'm currently at the MareMaker100. I'm currently trying to get to where it's my warmup toy and not what I'm warming up to.

How did America get here? Just a short time ago there wasn't this big power grab on the Left. I heard a lot of promises for Gays, ending HIV and so many other things while someone was running. But once he got in office he didn't do any of that, I feel I was Gaslighted into thinking they care. But with the open borders from CA to FL. Low accountability on laws, not enforcing laws already in the book. The president has the power to shut down the border so the USA can be a true country. I fled CA because of the taxes and laws not being enforced for my safety, OMG, those both have gone up 500%. Then their gas has so much ethanol, it makes the little gas you have burn faster, thus pushing the electric cars. Yes, ethanol has pollution too. But they used the gas taxes on other stuff other than highway infrastructure and used on who knows what? Cars aren't going to be able to drive roads that falling apart. Capitalism helped build the roads. The others keep letting them rot. Hard to do the math. Pushing for all the electric autos is tanking automakers. Read about Ford and how much they lost. The current batteries on the market can't hold up to the lack of infrastructure across the USA. As good as it sounds on TV or phone news. They have been giving more attention and our tax money to other countries than us. Or taxes are for USA infrastructure and so many other things. Giving it away isn't ethical! I will have to defect from the left. Someone mentioned I should watch both sides of the news, then think way outside of the box about what each wants, how they changed over the years, and how one blames the other to be their scapegoats. The news isn't always correct, I noticed a lot of new stations on the left talked about what a few people said, and then I watched it on the other side in the video. Not what the L side said. Why lie? It's not right to blame one's emotions on someone else. We are all human, when are we going to start acting like them again? Ever been to a K9 kennel full of K9's? That's what all this sounds like. If you're not on the left, you're nothing but a pile of mud/crap. That's 100% Discrimanation. What happened? Treating each other with kindness is easier than hate, and way less stressful.

As the young cub started to move, I raised my hand in a stop motion. He knew better than not to obey. “You need to watch a few more, you cock hungry cum slut.” “But I need your poz cum in my PreP free hole daddy. Please.” “Not yet!” I motioned for the non-descript 50is guy with the huge beer belly to take his turn. His average size cock slid into me and I could hardly tell it was there. But he laid on a decent fuck and within five minutes was giving my prize. A tall slim swimmer body red head was next. His bush was like a bit of a fire around the top of his eight inch sturdy cock. As he slid into me I thought, ‘damn, this is more like it!’. He also turned out to be very verbal. “Silver fox daddy loves my big raw flaming cock don’t you?” “This young otter’s fuckin jealous watching me fuck his poz daddy isn’t he?” “You love fuckin teasing him, making him watch all us guys bb fuck and breed your ass, don’t you?” “Your daddy ass can’t get enough cum can it? “ “Tell me you want me to cum inside, to paint your gut walls, beg for it daddy!” And beg for it I did; “Breed me man, make this cub jealous of your raw cock unloading in his poz daddy. Oh yeah, that’s it, push it in deep.” And to make sure I reached back and held his fuzzy ass cheeks so his cock was buried in me deep. When the red head had caught his breath and was pulling out he said; “Ok daddy, my turn. Your turn to pump your poz load up my vulnerable ass. Knock me up silver fox, poz my negative ass.” I had not expected this and couldn’t pass up the chance to move between his now proffered legs on my shoulders. I lined up my cock with his hole ready to plunge in dry. Ready to tear his willing ass to shreds. With the tip of my bare cock barely breaching the swimmer’s fiery hole I was hit by a body check that knocked me backwards into the observing crowd. As I regained my balance the cub spun me around and ordered the audience to hold me still. A dozen hands bent me in half and held me like shackles. The young cub’s cock was soon in my hole. He’d been paying attention because he pounded my willing ass like a pro. “Your ass is mine daddy. I’m going to pump my second load into you, and then you are going to do what you promised. FUck me and convert me with everyone of these guys as my witness. I get your next toxic load. Nobody else. After that I’m your slave and you can do whatever you want with me.” As well as the vice grip hands keeping me in place the kid had hands roving all over his hot body. “breed the silver fox” “breed this daddy” the chants went on and on. The hands holding me turned me and held me up so the cub could enter me missionary. They were pushing my ass into everyone of his thrusts. “Do it kid, breed me!” “Holy fuckin God! Augh! Bree … fu …. Ing you. … take my last negative load old man!” He was spewing his guts into me and he collapsed on my me totally spent, totally exhausted. I had the crowd strap him into the sling but not before I had him feltch a mouthful from my ass. I had him snowball it too me, and I used the mix of all those guys cum and my ass juices to lube his hungry hole. It took a number of tries before my raw cock head was able to breach his tight young hole. “Fuck daddy, you’re tearing me apart!” “So, do you want me to stop?” “No fuckin way. Make me bleed! I want your toxic babies to shoot directly into my blood stream.” “Did you hear that guys? What do you think? Should I knock this brat up?” “Fuckin breed him”, “Knock him up”, “Fill him full of your toxic cum”, “give him the gift he’s beggin for!” The encouragement was great, but the sign on my ass let them know the encouragement I really needed most. While I fucked the kid four more raw cocks entered my cum lubed ass and left deposits of their own. I was in sandwich fuck heaven! “You ready for my toxic seed kid? You ready for daddy to change your life forever? You better be ‘cause there’s no turning back now.” Was it terror that filled his saucer eyes or shock. This was really happening. Not only had he now cheated on his boyfriend he had taken my toxic load. As least that’s what he believed. He’d been so excited as I pumped my poz cum deep into him that he had shot a third load hands free all over his belly, chest and face. Oh, to be young and full of cum at the drop of a hat again. “Who wants this newly pozed totally vulnerable hole next?” I called to the crowd. The blonde bear was in him like a flash. “Fuck master, how many of these guys are you going to prostitute me out to?” “You don’t get out of that sling ‘til I tell them to let you down.” And I didn’t tell them for the next three hours. Man after man, daddy after daddy, every colour shape and size pounded and bred that boy. In the mean time I bent the redhead over the side of the bed and slid on in. I lost track of the number of cocks that found and unloaded in my rear entrance until I finally blasted inside the swimmer. “Fuckin A silver daddy, thanks for your gift.” I leaned into his ear and whispered; “Don’t tell this cub, but the biohazard tattoo is a fake. I’m on meds. My infection is untransmitable, sorry Red.!” “Fuck, I won’t tell. I’m disappointed but I won’t tell. Besides, you gave me a great fuck. And now I get to chase some more. Do you think any of these other fucker’s might knock him up?” “I don’t know, maybe that’s what I’m hoping for. But one thing is for sure. Now he’s started he’ll not stop cheating on his lame boyfriend.” The kid could hardly walk when I escorted him out of the bathhouse and put him in his car to go home. I asked him if he’d enjoyed his time? “Fuck daddy. I can’t thank you enough. I’m now your slave and seeing your enjoyment as all those guys plunged in my newly poz hole …. Wow … amazing. I just watched you take raw cock after raw cock and though … holy fuck …. Now I’m poz daddy can just give my ass to horny fucker after horny fucker … I’ll just keep collecting strain after strain … that’s what you want right daddy, right master. You and I collecting strain after strain.” I couldn’t burst his bubble. I kissed him on the top of his head and sent him on his way. I assured him we’d stay in touch even after I returned home, and I’d be back in six months. Who know’s I thought to myself, maybe by then he’ll have worn me down and I might actually go off meds for him. If I do I’ll have to give serious consideration to who is the master and who is the slave.

So for many years now , I had been noticing my sisters oldest son , who lives in Australia, checking me out. He would watch me piss and one time he walked right into the pool house while I was completely nude, and he just stared at my cock. I responded with “you see anything you like, nigel?’ I never acted on it because he was family and underage but last summer..he was back in Canada, and now 22. I took him to meet my best buddy in montreal who proceeded to get us both trashed. And as he was swirling out, I had to sudden urge to pounce on him, pull off his shorts and start pushing myself into him. as I got balls deep. He said, I know you have aids… you gave it to my one friend the last time you came to Australia.. I wished you had done me. I responded with”well you’re getting it now… better late than never.” i shot four toxic loads into him and just under two weeks later, the day before he went back to Australia, he got sick. I told him don’t worrry, that’s just fuck flu. “What do I do” he asked. To which I responded “well when you have the flu, that means your viral load is super high, and that would be a good time to shoot one back into me” he grinned and fucked me like a wild dog. So proud that he was shooting his toxic jizz into another guy for the first time. he now wants to come back to Canada on a work visa and stay with me for two years

Me, a guy from a small christian village in Europe, finally got to move out his conservative parents home to go study on the art academy. I chose the furthest school away, for i knew i had a unfulfilled desire. Ever since I was little, piercings have intrigued me, and i knew i wanted a Prince Albert at age 13. Some years later, i had just turned 16, I went for it. Emailed the only piercings shop that wasn't in another district: "Do you also do genital piercings? And if so, is it a problem im only 16 years old?" The piercer responded; "No problem, come by anytime" So I did, one day after school, i biked 40 minutes very scared to this place. The guy pierced my cock, but clearly didn't have any idea what he was doing. But i was happy, since this was my only chance. + it was the only piercing i could hide from my parents since i still lived at home. Immediately i knew i wasn't done yet, i needed more. more piercings, but also tattoos... Over the years, and far away from my parents i started exploring sexually. Having the Prince Albert, got both nipples pierced, and get met first tattoo. But everytime I checked of a mark of my list, i added a dozen more. More fetishes explored, and more things tried. This led me to a chem sex party, where i slammed for the first time. Now i definitely needed more body modifications. I got more genital piercings, a thick apadravya and a thick ampallang, Jacobs ladder, and guiches added. I started stretching my PA very big, to 1cm or 00G, and watch loads of porn with piercings. Where i saw a guy who's penis looked cut open. His PA had broken. I wanted that look, but didn't want to wait for it to snap. I took a knife and started cutting the skin away, using the thick metal jewellery as a cutting board. The thick metal ring fell on the floor making a load BANG. The blood, i noticed, actually tasted amazing and led me to search for different extreme porn. I watch more and more, lading on silicone filled cocks and balls. Men with huge genital, no way to hide them. One porn star, Jan Losch was my favourite. He made multiple videos, where every time he appeared his balls had grown exponentially. I Noticed he was POZ and it turned me so on: the ultimate body modification, changing your DNA. My next goal was set. [will be continued]

"We used a lot of lube..." https://thisvid.com/videos/stealth/

Cold weather I'll have a coat so plenty of room for pocket junk like my phone, wallet, beer opener, etc. Always keep a couple of lube sachets in there and a condom in case I meet a guy who wants to use one. All good to go if anything happens out and about. Summer time I like cargo pants with lots of pockets for all the stuff. They're great for hooking up too, it's easy to just pull out some lube while making out. I find with some guys you've got to seize the moment before they over think getting topped, so having a pack of lube in grabbing distance when you're teasing their hole is good.

That after the fuck feeling when my hole is sensitive and juicy, that's a big deal for me. It feel good for hours. Sometimes I lie on my side or back with my legs up and just squeeze clench my butt over and over again so I can feel that juicy, slippery feeling teasing my hole until I have a prostate orgasm. I guess it's like wanking my butt. Never been able to do it with anything other than real cum though. There's the big mental thing with sex, it's knowing there's real cum in me. Awesome, glad you're enjoying it. You're right too, he was teasing my straight guy fantasy. Usually guys have to put in work to get in my pants. But then a straight guy shows up and I get horny and that goes out the window. They just have a hot way of being and something about them being so horny they'll top anything turns me on. Yeah, there's all kinds of stuff in cum. I think there's mind altering molecules that make you feel good in there. I like thinking about that too when a guy is inside me, and later when I can still feel his cum. Sounds like sperm can keep doing their thing swimming around for a decent amount of time. Good to know!

Jon Shield.

so damn horny

In other words, you're bullshitting and can't actually point to anything he accomplished. You say, but you provide no proof. Regardless, I assume you're going to forfeit your social security and medicare, because those are "socialist" and you certainly don't want to be a socialist. Actually, communism and socialism are two entirely different things, and both come in many varieties. Communism in eastern Europe (including the USSR/Russia) failed spectacularly. It's done fairly well in Vietnam. Socialism - especially the Social Democracy variant - has provided very well across much of Europe, where the poverty rates are lower, people work fewer hours with more guaranteed time off, they're healthier, and they're happier. I suppose if you think the only measure of a good governmental system is how many billionaires it manages to produce - a status that 99.99999999% of people in this country will never achieve, no matter how great the USA is - then yeah, I'd say you're onto something. This is 100% bullshit. About 50% of LGBT people are Democrats. About 15% are Republicans. The rest are other party or not affiliated with any party, and both of those tend to vote with one or the other party >95% of the time, in general proportion to the parties' numbers. So the reality is, there are fewer than 25% of LGBT people who routinely vote Republican. Walk Away was an AstroTurf organization - one created with fake people promoting something that never really happened. In fact, most of the people shown in Walk Away's ads were stock photos available online, or AI generated images. And exit polling showed that in fact Walk Away had zero impact on actual voters voting. People are leaving many states, both blue and red, and moving to other states, both blue and red. Washington is a very liberal state (not the eastern part, but only about 10% of the population lives on that side of the state), and it's one of the fastest growing states in the country. So is Colorado, and all the growth is happening in the blue parts of the state. Texas is growing, but it's becoming more purple, trending blue, in the process. Texas would actually have a fairly balanced legislature and congressional delegation if it weren't gerrymandered to hell and back for the Republicans. Ditto for Georgia. Logical reasoning is clearly not your strong suit, but let me see if I can simplify this for you. Just because A happens, and then B happens, does not mean that A caused B, any more than a rooster crowing is what makes the sun rise. Migration patterns happen for a lot of reasons, and if it were all due to "modern leftist democratic policies" then West Virginia and Mississippi, two of the reddest states in the nation, wouldn't be the ONLY two that actually LOST population - not just failed to grow, but LOST population - in the 2020 census. Louisiana is also a very red state, and we're barely holding even on population, much less growing. Other states with very slow growth rates: Kansas, Alabama, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Iowa, Wyoming, Kentucky, Indiana - all red states. In fact, despite your take that everyone is fleeing California, it grew faster in the 2010-2020 census data than ANY of the red states I listed. Yes, and unencumbered by our constitutional norms, they're rapidly becoming autocratic sewers. You're putting an awful lot of faith in our constitutional norms - which, in essence, have to be taken on faith - to assume Trump won't do to us what Erdogan is doing in Turkey, or Orban in Hungary. Republicans are using LCR and other "gay republicans" as cover - tokens, just like token Blacks have been used for decades to cover up their racism. And I'm sure you do know some super conservative gay guys - unfortunately, the kind of "I got mine, fuck the rest of you" attitude infects gay men just as it infects straight people.

Fleet bottles are 133 ml? Is that enough? My douching syringe is 550 ml. I used to use smaller douching bulbs but found I was constantly trying to do multiple squirts and wanted to reduce the risk of scratches and bleeding. So I eventually started buying large reusable syringes. More often used in horticulture and suchlike, I think! 😱 Perhaps I'm delving too deeply, though. A great douche for me is two or three squirts, with the last flowing totally clean. But, as others say, it's totally diet dependant. A bad day can take 15-20 squirts and three hours. Which gets very boring. 3 hours is my limit, though. I abandon any plans at that point! 😥 I tend not to get on the apps until douched and ready to roll, though. So as not to be forced to disappoint a potential hookup. Does mean I douche more than needed, however. Oh, well!🤷‍♂️

part 2 I just broke up with my ex a month before covid came around. I just lived on my own again, just 20 years old, and alone in my new student house. I had my own front door, my own kitchen. Just shared the bathroom through a back door. I was bored and lonely, and Grindr was a great option to spend time on, and get men over to my studio to get fucked, receive raw loads of men i didn't know. That year i received over 100 men over, and got their loads one way or another. never used a condom. knowing: i want to be POZZED. But: I wasn't actively searching. That all changed when i moved to a bigger city, where i did find POZ men living. Met up with a doctor at the hospital, he was poz and willing to get off medication to fuck me raw and hopefully pozzing me. He did, we met up a few times. He found it very difficult to top, since he normally was on the receiving end of things. We had no chemistry at all, BUT we both loved poz verbal talk: "I'm going to shoot this toxic load in you neg little ass" "Yes please! Ive been chasing for too long!" "take this toxic precum, can you feel it sliding in your ass?" He refused to use lube, and just his precum to slide in my raw hole. It was painfull and made me bleed. Even better to get pozzed. A few month later i did get testen, everything came back negative. So needed a new plan... [will be continued]

I was staying with a friend, so couldn't entertain. He would be cheating on his boyfriend and was further away than I could get to by public transit. It took three days of almost none stop chat to seduce him into meeting me at Steamworks. I hadn't mentioned my undetectable status since the first day. I couldn't tell if his nervous fear was more related to the prospect of getting pozzed, or really going through with cheating on his boyfriend for the first time. Conversely; it wasn't clear if he was more turned on by cheating with a poz daddy, or actually giving into his desire to be pozzed. He was definitely more excited then afraid! He had told me the idea of getting knocked up had really only solidified when he started chatting with me. It had only been a vague thought and really didn't seem a possibility with the firm grip his boyfriend had over his life. He knew he couldn't tell his boyfriend about this deep dark desire. A couple times over the days before we met he expressed his dark and evil commitment to follow through on my suggestion to seduce his boyfriend and stealth poz the guy. He hoped this would turn his partner into a far more slutty sex partner. He couldn't wait to watch this transformation. I had no intention of following through with that fantasy. I had no intention of pozing this cub pup. I just like writing dark erotic fiction. If him believing me got his young cheating neg load in my thirsty, hairy, poz, dad hole, then again, whatever. When he kept insisting he couldn't fulfill my conditions of planting his loads in me. "But dad, I'm 100% bottom!" I told him I'd force him to take a little blue pill, suck him hard, pin him onto his back and sit on his raw hard on. I'd ride him as long as it took until he painted my guts. He loved this idea. It drove him wild. "Yeah daddy, reverse rape me!" "Rape my neg cock twice!" "Then you can rape my negative ass for real and claim me for your own. Set me free from that lame excuse of my boyfriend. " I found it hard to believe but at 29 years old he claimed he'd never been to a bathhouse. He was too frightened to go there alone. Too nervous to check in alone. We first met in a coffee shop 2 blocks from Steamworks. He was every bit as cute as the picture he had sent. Soft dark skin, nervous eyes, and almost an epheminate soft spoken voice. If our chat over the last few days hadn't confirmed it I was now certain he was born to be a submissive sex partner. Ever a submissive slave boy. An erotically, kinky version of Peter Pan. The wrong dominant master would be free to tear him apart. He put up no resistance when I placed the viagra beside his juice glass. No coffee for this kid. He placed the pill in his mouth and washed it down with his juice. No questions asked. He held my hand as I led him to the bathhouse and through the door. He followed me like the submissive puppy he is. This was entirely too easy. I decided to book us a large room with a sling. I figured I may as well turn this into as much of an orgy as a cum slut bottom like me dreams of. He assured me he'd come prepared. He'd cleaned out, squeaky clean. I left him in our room watching bb porn when I went to the bathroom to do my business. I left the door open half hoping he'd be getting fucked in the sling when I returned but he'd closed and locked the door. I returned only wrapped in my towel. He was fully dressed! WTF!? I pushed him into the hallway and ordered him to strip. "Here daddy!?" He wined. "And make it sexy slave." He started unbuttoning his shirt. He moved as stiff as an ice cub. "Wiggle your ass kid. Come on, give us a show." "But master, other guys are watching." "That’s the whole idea kid. Get to it!" And he did. His strip became very full of tease. Both to me and the growing crowd. The more clothing he removed the more vociferous the encouragement from the growing crowd. The more vociferous the crowd the more emboldened the lad became. That is until only his skimpy sexy underwear were left. The viagra was clearly doing it's magic. He adjusted his hard on and the pink head peaked over the waist band. He turned toward me clearly embarrassed and starting to freeze. I motioned for him to spin around. He didn't. I stood and dropped my towel. His eyes saw the biohazard tattoo over my cock and flashed open as big as saucers. I moved out to him and manhandled his turn so the audience couldn't miss what was peaking over his waist band. When he was facing them full on I told him to slip out of his speedo like briefs. He shyly started to push them down trying to turn away. "Finish the strip show kid. Nice and slow and sexy. We've only started your slave conversion into an exhibitionist. " He didn't pull out of the freeze so I crouched at his side and slowly slid the flimsy cloth down. When his hard young negative cock sprang free I engulfed it with my mouth. The crowd went wild! I backed the kid back into the room sitting him on the edge of the bed. The crowd of horny men pushed in around the open door as I returned to the blow job. I made sure they could see the words I'd had stenciled on my ass cheeks. 'Cum in here.' With an arrow pointing to my hole. They'd already had had a good view of the 'biohazard' tattoo over my 8 inch hard on. Both were temporary but neither they nor the kid needed to know that. I turned to the crowd from working the kids raging cock to ask who was going to prep my ass. A big blonde bear dropped his towel and dove into my ass with his fur covered face. The rimming, ass eating, and tongue fuck was amazing. I was beginning to worry the oral attention to my son might bring him over the edge. I wanted his neg load, just not in my mouth. At that moment the bear stood and lined up his beer can thick cock head with my now wet hole. "Later fella" I promised, "This submissive bottom needs a lesson in topping first. Then you can use his cum as lube." I moved the cub fully onto the bed on his back, straddle him, sat and swallowed his average size cock with my daddy hole. "Fuck daddy, that's so warm in there. I'm so close. I'm afraid I'm going to cum. " "Give it to him kid, breed his poz ass." This was the voice of the blonde bear. Clearly he didn't want to wait any longer for his turn. And wait he didn't. I could feel my pumping ass cheeks pull the load out of this cute otter. I could feel the extacy of warmth filling my gut. The look of amazement on this young man's face told me it wasn't going to be a hard job to get him to inseminate load number two. I decided to make him wait. I made him sit in the corner as I bent over the edge of the bed. The bear's big raw thick cock was in me in a flash. This was not his first rodeo and he fucked me like crazy. I taunted and teased my protejay every step of the way. "See how a real man fucks." "See how this silver daddy loves to get pounded." "Keep watching and learn." Ten minutes in and the bear's rapid breathing told us he was close. The audience was almost through the door and chanting, "Breed the silver fox!" And breed me he did with a roar to wake the dead as he was pushed into me with the pressure of a drill press. Rope after rope of his thick cum pulsed into me. The squelching when he returned to fucking his load in was intoxicating. I knew I needed more cum. The kid began to move from his corner. ... to be continued

Was back to my fav services the other night usually good for lorry drivers staying the night and there's a GH in the wall of the last cubical. It was late and I needed to pee so thought why not ...been over to see my brother and the BF was away and I was horny ...quick wank wouldn't hurt lol the last cubical was free and got in unzipped and pissed in to the bog and out of the corner of my eye saw movement under the panel the other side ...then an eye at the hole ...watching me pee ...game on ...got me hard and after pissing I wanked my cock and looked at the hole … the eye was replaced but a meaty cut cock ...that just about got through the hole I bent and sucked it for a bit ...fresh and salty ...i came up for air and he pulled out left his cubicle and pushed my door ...i unlocked and he got it ..5.6 stocky beard bald ...love um ...cock out and hard ...i sat on the bog and he fucked my face for a bit ...his low balls slapping on my chin and throat ...nice...loads of pre cum ...im wanking away as I suck him. Then he pulls off and asks if he can fuck me ...yeah mate ...i stand up...snog his hairy face for a bit and he roles up his T ...well hairy chest and belly ...i go in for a bit on his nips 😛 turn bend over the bog and he spits in his hand lubes his cock and probes my hole till he pops his cut head in …..slowly getting balls deep. Then I think oh fuck he just shot in me ...bit disappointed im not getting railed ..he whispers ’fuck mate just cum in ya...that ok?’ im thinking wtf course ...geting ready to clean up ‘sure no worries’ ….’cool’ he said and then starts fucking me using his own cum as lube and getting harder and harder ...we are at it for bout 10 min till he’s cuming in me again and im shooting over the bog seat ...so hot ...he then just fucks me slow till he pulls out his wet semi hard cock. I suck him clean snog him again and he fucks off ….i sit on the bog and let his cum run out of me ...tidy up and go home. Nice

Hot story.. Love poz cumdumps

It's a huge turn on for me, love thoose swollen and loose lips, still working on mine

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.

I met a very wasted older guy a few years ago. Extremely gaunt face, not attractive at all. Holding him was like holding a skeleton.He looked so sick he should have been in a hospice ward.I was so turned on !!! I wasn't on prep yet. He rimmed my ass and wanted to breed me. I really wanted him to. He told me he was 100% std free. He was not. I didn't want hiv. So I told him as soon as I was got my prep prescription from my doctor, in about a month from then, I would come back and he could breed me. I'd swallow his loads and rim his ass. His ass was very saggy and extremely wasted. I really wanted my tongue in his hole. But he said he had to fuck me now or I couldn't come back. I left. I wrote to him many times after begging for him to breed me, but he said no. And I'm not the type of guy who ever begs. I really don't want hiv. But still kind of wish i'd let him breed me. But i would probably be positive now, if i had. I know after one fuck, i would have been there all the time taking loads from him. I just wish he'd have let me come back. I'm on prep now and love getting bred by aids wasting men. But they are very hard to find. Im very turned on by ugly old trolls and younger fat trolls too. Makes me want to find an ugly, gross, overweight, disgusting troll who's bad at sex and let him use my mouth and ass as he likes. Let him fumble around with me and use me like a piece of meat. Completely take advantage of me with only his pleasure in mind. And after I cum, because im so turned by letting this disgusting troll take advantage of me, I let him continue to use me even though I've cum and am not in the mood anymore. And let his other disgusting friends use me too. I'm not into guys with bad hygiene, but otherwise, gross trolls and wasted emaciated can have my negative ass whenever they like. I love old grandpa types too. I've never been in a darkroom but I plan to try it out soon. In Montreal we have gay saunas with darkrooms.I hope it will be filled with mostly very old men and trolls. I want every guy inside to breed me. I think I'll wait outside and wait for the most wasted aids types and old men and trolls to go in, then i'll follow. I hope to leave that room with loads dripping out of my hole.

Hey everyone Does anyone in here know a LGBT+ individual who's gonna vote R next November? I happen to be one of them and I have some friends who are the same, but it seems like we are a silent minority. Not here to offend anyone, just to know if you also experienced this.

Gonna be in Dallas from the 14th-18th, trying to have sum bareback fun if I can, hmu if you're interested

As others have noted: "diet." Like @lker80, i eat mostly Whole Food Plant Based. i make my own granola that is really good, but also adds a ton of fiber to my diet. Being real here, so close your eyes if you get grossed out lol (as if). A proper diet means your stool should come out large and formed, when you wipe nothing should be on the toilet paper. Both of those are indicators of fiber in your diet. Fiber is the parts of food we eat that our body doesn't use, but feeds our gut microbiome. It's a vast topic and i get very nerdy about it, i'm a critical care nurse with certification on reversing disease through diet, so you don't want to get me started on this lol. As to drying out and bulking up the stool, which makes for a much cleaner colon and rectum, and much easier to clean, is all about fiber. There's both soluble and insoluble fiber... soluble means it absorbs fluid and makes the stool dryer, insoluble is the opposite. In healthcare, when someone has diarrhea, we put them on a diet with rice...i've also found Quinoa also has a very drying effect. The granola i make has Oats, puffed millet, puffed rice and ground flax as the 4 grains, and a bunch of other stuff to make it both healthy and taste good, but the fiber is so much that it almost constipates me eating only a cup a day (i eat it dry, which makes it very absorptive). The other side of this is knowing some anatomy. The colon is about 4 feet long. The rectum is what gets fucked, and some Tops are long and will get through the so called "second hole," which is really the sigmoid curve (see the pic). What can defeat you with clean-out is when water goes beyond the rectum, past the sigmoid and gets into the colon. The colon is always moving stool out, but putting water in (or anything else for that matter) stimulates movement. If your colon has stool in it, and water goes there, you're stimulating it to move down and out... which can result in an extra long cleaning session. Also, eating stimulates movement. If you've been a practicing bottom for awhile, you've likely experienced all of this over time. A diet with lots of soluble fiber dries out and bulks up making for a sort of self cleaning colon. Diets without enough fiber result in a wet, pasty consistency that is much harder to clean ("pasty"=paste). Even if you go past the sigmoid when douching, what's in there makes a lot of difference.

Diet matters a lot. I eat 100% plant based, mostly wholefood, and I'm usually good to go with no prep and no problems. In the past when cleaning inside I found the main thing was to not use loads of water. Using loads of water just goes deeper and deeper, way deeper than your guy will ever go, and it becomes endless. And uncomfortable. By this point I'd be pissed off with it all and uncomfortable and just want to stay home and watch TV with the dogs.

The colon is about 4 feet long, but a lot of cum doesn't get there if the Top doesn't breed beyond the 'second hole" (i.e., the sigmoid curve). It's the seed that stays in the rectum that can trigger sensors in that part of the body to expel. i fight those and clamp down like i do when squeezing a Mans Cock when He is inside of me and eventually those feelings to expel pass. They come and go, and just have to repeat the process. It can be hard, and crampy, but i've done it for hours and usually if i sleep with His seed in me overnight, it gets absorbed. i have also woken up with a wet mattress too though, so sometimes His seed comes out when i sleep.

After a year long dryspell when I moved to a smaller community I have been getting lucky a lot. Don't get me wrong during the last year I had plenty of hookups but they were all bottoms my cock was getting regular service but my hole was going without In theast month have had numerous hookups with 4 different tops I met on grindr and it has been fun if nothing to special that was until a couple days ago I was chatting with a guy I had hooked up with a few times he is older but has a nice cock and a decent fuck for a man in his fifties when he pointed out a profile on grindr he thought I might want to check out he had chatted with the guy but hadn't been able to hook up with him I admit I was curious my friend had pointed out other guys in the past but they were all sub bottom types he wanted to tag team this was first time he pointed out a guy who mostly topped. Then he told me why the guy claimed to have a ten inch cock My friend of course knew that in the past I had been a complete slut and definitely a size queen and figured I would love to have the chance at a cock like that When I saw the guy was on grindr later that day I didn't hesitate to hit him up and didn't take long for us to decide that we really needed to get together unfortunately because of my partner wasn't able to that day but we continued chatting The next day I had my chance my partner was working so I had the time she of course knows I'm with men on the side but has rules one of which me being with them can't take time away from me being with her but I had hours while she was working Even though was excited was also a little cautious despite telling me my friend was right and that he did have 10 inches he wouldn't send me a pic of it and his profile pic wasn't very attractive he was very skinny with long kinda greasy looking hair he also didn't have a car which is unusual in this area but I agreed to meet up with him There were more signs something was odd when he sent me the location to pic him up at it was at a business I knew wasn't open that day and not in great part of town many homeless stay in that area at night When I got there my fears were proved right he came out from a stand of bushes with his backpack and a blanket and I told myself thus wasn't going to happen I didn't want to be rude so I got out of my truck and introduced myself and even though I had decided I wasn't going to fuck him I went ahead and had him get in the truck since I had said I would take him to Walmart so he could get some money a friend had wired to him As we drove we talked a little and he started asking where we would go after Walmart he knew I couldn't host and obviously he didn't have a place I know several good cruising spots of course but hemmed and hawwed a little since at that point I was planning on backing out all I could think of is possible risks of letting a homeless man fuck me He could tell I wasn't likely to go through with it and I'm sure he knew why but he also knew what to do to change a man's mind As we git closer to Walmart he began rubbing his crotch as we talked his pants were thin and pretty loose so it was very obvious when his cock began growing with his attention and the bulge was impressive When we were just pulling into the parking lot he pulled the waist of his pants down and let it all slip out The guy hadn't been lying though not even fully hard yet it was at least ten inches and about as thick as a redbull cN maybe a bit more it was by far the biggest cock I have seen on a white guy outside of porn and only a few black men I had been with in Arizona could match him Once I was parked he pulled his pants up and got out of the truck to go into the store. I had been telling myself that once I got him there I would come up with an excuse for why I had to leave but I couldn't get that cock out of my head so a waited for him I told myself I was just going to be a nice guy and give him a ride back over to the side of town he had been staying in he was a homeless guy after all and not attractive no way was I having sex with him After about 15 minutes he came back to the truck and got in he even said he was surprised I had waited since he had noticed I hadn't seemed that into it We hadn't even left the parking lot when he was again rubbing his crotch and in less than a block he had his cock out again this time rubbing his hand slowly up and down this time I got a very good look though still not fully hard it was everything he had promised and a little more not only was it big it was uncircumcised I admit at that point I lost all my willpower and found myself Taking a turn that would take us to one of my favorite places to park with guys And as I drove he moved closer to me and took my hand and placed it on his cock As I rubbed his cock while driving and felt it get fully hard another concern came to me for a little over a year I hadn't had anything bigger that a finger in my ass until the last few weeks and of the guys I had been with the biggest was only average for a white guy it had been a very long time since had a monster cock like his Again I almost backed out this time because of his cock size but as I ran my hand up and down his shaft I knew I wouldn't be able to say It was a few miles to the parking area a little used parking lot for some hiking trails with a convenient little corner nobody can see you in unless they drive super close and the only people I had seen there were other guys like me Most of the time when park there just lay the seats all the way back and play I. The cab he of course had other ideas I had backed my truck into the parking spot to be able to be sure nobody snuck up on us but he hoped out and walked around the back of the truck At first I thought he had to pee or something first but I felt him put the tailgate down and he started motioning me to co e back there I was a little nervous but grabbed the bag I keep for hookups out if the back seat and joined him behind the truck and opened the bag getting out some lube and condoms Now I almost always bottom raw in fact had been almost five years since a man fucked me wearing a condom but always keep some on my truck because many of the guys I top insist I use them I really wanted to feel him fuck me bare but wasn't willing to risk it I knew he was homeless and he told me he would have sex with men just for a place to stay a night or 2 and didn't know if he was I to drugs so wasn't a risk I was willing to take The guy wasted no time with foreplay he simply spun me so I was facing the truck and pulled my gym shorts down then with one hand lightly pushed meso I was bent over the tailgate while his other hand began lubing my ass The guy was obviously very used to having to get guys ready for his giant cock because he took his time I felt first one than two finally three of his fingers lossening me up for him when he finally removed his hand I heard him open a condom package and looked back to see him putting it on that's when I noticed a problem The condoms I had were of course meant for me to use and were sized for my cock which is only six inches on him it was very tight and only covered two thirds of it He didn't let that bother him he git in behind me and put the tip against my hole then after asking if I was ready he began pushing it in Even after his prep work he had to push hard to get it into me after the first few inches I wondered if I had .are a mistake it felt like he was going to rip me open In the past when I had been with well hung guys they usually got a few inches in then began to fuck me their cocks getting deeper as the sex went on but he had a different idea he just kept pushing it slowly and steadily deeper I could tell he planned on bottoming out before the sex really As he pushed it in it was all I could do to just take it it had been a long time since felt that stretched and even stopped breathing a few times in discomfort But finally he had all ten inches in me and he stopped just stood there behind me for a minute I thought so I could have time to get used to it though later learned it was because he was filming then without a word he started moving again At first was going pretty slow alternating from long strokes to shirt ones but he slowly began picking up his pace and the short strokes were less frequent then the condom broke Cursing little he pulled out and peeled off the broken condom and I watched impatiently as he put a new one on Once rewrapped he got back behind and was able to re-enter no problem this time though he went right to it he held nothing pulling it almost all the way and shoving it all the way back he also started talking telling me how tight my pushy was what a dirty little fag I was a cum slut that loved his cock By then I was accustomed enough to his cock I still felt stretched but also felt like heaven my own smaller cock was rock hard The I felt it the second condom broke and I felt him get ready to pull out but this time I stopped him I was so very close to Cumming just from the feel of his cock so I reached back grabbed his arm and told himto keep going That must have really turned him on because he started fucking me harder and faster and talking more asking if I liked his dirty homeless cock asking if I wanted him to breed my dirty faggot pushy the said aren't you even going to ask if I'm clean than told me hadn't bee. Tested in over year All I could do is answer back yes I a dirty little fag I. His little batch I wanted his homeless seed After about five minutes of that I felt his strokes get shorter and his cock get Harder than he asked if I wanted him to cum in me. Without hesitating I just said one word yes Almost as soon as the word left my mouth hw grabbed my hips pushed all the way in and I felt his cock start to pulse as he came deep inside me for about 10 seconds at almost the same time my own cock shot my load all over the ground For almost a minute we both stayed in that position me bent over my tailgate him behind his cock slowly getting softer in my ass Finally I had to stand up straight I had lost track of time but had been bent over like that for half an hour and back was starting to get sore he pulled out and let me up I look over at him he was still breathing a bit hard and his cock was still out even mostly soft bigger than mine I also noticed a little blood on it even prepping me the way he had he had ripped me some We didn't really say much just cleaned ourselves up a little and got ready to head back when an idea struck me after I found out he did have a license I had him drive while I got into the passenger seat Giving guys road head has always been a turn on for me and there is no way I wasn't going to try it on a cock that big So as we drove a pulled his still limp cock out and lowered my mouth over it I had never been with a uncircumcised guy before so sucking him was a unique situation for me Honestly that soo. After sex I didn't really expect him to get hard again figured I would suck it a little it would feel good for him but that would be about it I was wrong by the time we git back to where he had slept the night he was fully hard I was going to have him drive to another place I knew but he said not to worry he parked my truck and lead me to the bushes he had co.e out of earlier once back inside the brush saw he had a well hidden. Spot and he also didn't have it to himself another homeless guy was asleep on a blanket in no time I was on my hands and knees with him one again balls deep in me this time I had no problem taking him as we fucked the other guy woke up and began watching taking his own cock out and rubbing it In other situations the other man's cock would have gotten .e instantly excited it was about eight inches and fairly thick but compared to the one that once again stretching my ass it was nothing the two homeless men began talking as the first one fuck with him telling his friend what a cumslut I was and again calling me a dirty whore and a fag At a certain point he told me his friend wasn't gay but would love a blow job so I found myself on my hands and knees in some bushes with a ten inch homeless cock in my ass and an eight inch in my mouth The second guy didn't last long I had only sucked him for maybe two minutes when he held my head hard against him as his cum went down. My throat It was almost an hour before they first guy was ready to cum again and I admit I was starting to get more than a little sore the whole second time he had been fucking me hard fast and deep though my own cock was hard again as well When he was about ready to cum he told me to start stroking my cock he wanted us to cum together so I did but he hadn't given me enough warning and I wasn't there yet when I felt him Cumming in me for the second time This time he came even harder and I was able to count him spurt 12 times into me that was almost enough to make me cum right then but not quite but I kept stroking as he just knelt on his knees behind me trying to catch his breath Then out of the blue he tells me he has to piss this time his cock had gotten softer faster it was still in my ass but seemed half the size it had been but seemed to stiffen a little as he just let his bladder go and I felt hi. Filling my already cum filled ass I was a little shocked but not bad I actually enjoy piss play but had never said anything his friend however laughed and asked if he had really just pisses up my he admitted he had as he pulled out of me and I felt his piss and cum run down my leg I was still stoking my cock wanting to cum before I left when his friend said he wanted to try I looked over in time to see him with his cock in his hand aiming it at my face . Before I could say anything I felt his wam piss hi my forehead and I just went with it moving me head so he showered the whole thing even taking some in my mouth That was as much as I could take as he finished emptying his blather my own cock finally shot its second load We really didn't talk after I pulled my clothes back on got I'm my truck and left as I drove home my face smelling like piss my ass leaking piss and cum part of my mind was asking myself what I had done I had let a homeless man probably a drug addict fuck me raw not once but twice the piss in me the list of what diseases he could have given were running though my head but another part of my was wondering if I could get a third from that beautiful ten in monster

Life is full of risks -- one only need view videos on Twitter that show a car careening over the curb and into unsuspecting pedestrians. There are some risks you can't prepare against, and there's no sense in worrying about those. Instead, figure out the risks you can prepare against and then do the preparation. Having done the prep, you can then relax during play, knowing you've done all you can do. If he turns out to be a psychopathic killer, that could be one of those things you couldn't plan for (except keep evidence of his identity so the provincial police have something to work with in the homicide investigation). Have fun...

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Granted. And if I didn't have to follow what they do closely (including reading most of their opinions, including dissents, completely), I might just assume "SCOTUS Republican, always vote that way". But each justice has his or her own quirks and views, and while it's certainly true that 6 of the 9 are farther to the right than the other 3, that doesn't mean they all vote in lockstep with whatever the Republicans seem to want. Bear in mind that Trump lost every case tied to the election in 2020 save one, and that one was only a minor quibble over something that in no way came even remotely close to affecting the outcome. The Supreme Court, with a 6-3 conservative majority, wouldn't even consider taking up most of his garbage lawsuits. In terms of the First Amendment, I haven't seen any opinions from Gorsuch, Kavanaugh, Roberts, or Barrett that suggest they might even come close to trampling on porn rights. Alito - sure; he's a cheap whore for the right and would sign anything the Federalist Society wants him to. Thomas - even he would be a tough sell on a porn ban (or something that had that kind of effect). Because the right has made no secret, almost since the beginning, that they thought (for instance) Roe was decided wrongly. They've likewise said the same about Obergefell and Lawrence. But there's never been any hue and cry from the right that the key First Amendment cases on obscenity should be overturned. I just don't think these justices see that as an issue where they need to expend any political capital to deliver something for the right.

So fucking hot!

My friend told me a funny story. Her classmate used her own saliva for the microscope study lecture. That classmate embarrassed herself live in class. The professor and all of her classmates including my friend witness sperms wiggling inside the glass case via camera connected to the microscope lens's. My friend was grossed out to learn that classmate gave someone a blowjob before their morning class. 🤣

Chapter 1 – Just Jack There’s only one thing that makes fisting any better, and that’s finding a hot guy who wants to fist you as much as he wants to be fisted by you. OK, maybe there are two things. Finding out that the hot guy also wants to party with you. Taking or giving a fist while spun is the ultimate in sexual satisfaction. Luckily, I had hit the jackpot with Jack. He hit me up on a basic site, but I recognized him from a party and ass-oriented site. When I asked if he had a profile there, he said that he did, and I should check it out. I told him I had already looked at it and was good with everything he described. He went over to look at my profile, which has some more revealing pics, and we quickly agreed to meet. I told him that I could host in my basement playroom. The room is accessible from the outside, has a bathroom attached if we needed it, and was furnished with a couch, bed, sling, and all the necessary toys, lubes, and such that we’d need. I didn’t mention the recently added St Andrews Cross, but I hoped we could use that, too. The entrance to the playroom is at the back of my house, next to the garage. I told Jack to park outside the garage and strip down before he came into the playroom. It’s sexy to meet a new guy naked for the first time. I’d be naked, too, when he came in. He said he’d bring a few things for our play time and would be there around 7. At about 6:45, I took a few hits off my pipe, blowing some nice clouds. If he hadn’t smoked already, it would be easy for him to catch up with me. That got my ass itching for something in it, so I lubed up one of my smaller dildos and worked it into my ass. I figured I’d fuck myself with this for a while, then put it aside when Jack got there. Of course, there was some hot fisting porn on the tv, too, to help keep me riled up. I heard his truck drive up and pulled the dildo out. I went to meet him at the sliders that led into the room. He stripped down to an orange jockstrap and was reaching into his truck to grab a bag. I liked what I saw and fingered my jock-clad ass. When he turned around and saw me at the door, Jack broke into a big smile. This promised to be a good night. He had told me that he was 67 and in OK shape. But he had done himself a disservice. He was in great shape, with well-sculpted pecs and a nice ass. He had a hairy chest, and I had noticed that his ass was hairy, too, when he was reaching into the truck. I opened the door and greeted him. He came in, dropped his bag, and grabbed me into a hug and kiss. My cock responded nicely, as did his. We hugged and groped a bit, and then we moved over to the couch. He dropped his bag on the floor near the bed. I’m 5’7”, and Jack was easily over 6’ tall. Like him, I’m hairy, but I also have lots of hair on my back and ass. Jack’s back looked to be smooth, and he had light hair on his ass with a denser thicket around his hole. I weigh about 180 and guys tell me I’m built like a fireplug. That may also have something to do with how my body flushes red when I party. I picked up my pipe and torch and handed them to him. He melted the crystals until the smoke was swirling and took a nice hit. He handed the tools to me, and I did the same. When he handed everything back to me after his third hit, I took in the smoke and then leaned in to shotgun it into his mouth. We played back and forth for a while until it was time to start the real fun. Jack put his index finger in his mouth and then stuck it in my ass. He made a hook with it, rubbing my prostate. He used that to get me to stand up and walk over to the sling. Jack felt I should be first in the sling since I was hosting. I got situated, and he sat down on the stool in front of my ass. “Tongue, toys, or fists to start?” he asked. Hell, I’ll never turn down a rim job, so I said, “That sounds like a great order.” Jack chuckled as he leaned in and spread my ass wide. “Fucking hot hairy hole,” he said as he dove into my ass. He started licking and sucking on it, getting it all wet with his saliva. Next, he started tongue fucking me, driving his tongue deeper into my ass with each new thrust. It felt great, and I knew poppers would make it feel even better. I opened my bottle and offered them to Jack. “Naw, man, I’ve got my own down here.” I sniffed deeply and felt my ass relax and open more. Now, Jack was getting even deeper into my ass, and I was grinding it on his face. When my poppers started to wane, Jack sniffed his and dove back into my ass with a vengeance. He sucked and prodded my hole, getting it ready for the next big thing. He leaned back when he was done. He kept fingering over and into my hole. “So, a toy is next,” he said, and I nodded. My toys were laid out on a table nearby, but he went to his duffel bag and rooted around for what he wanted. He pulled out a dildo that was in a spiral shape. I’d always wanted to try a spiral toy since it can (literally) be screwed into you. He lubed it up and said, “Let’s see how much of this you can take.” Jack got about a third of the dildo in my hole with ease. Once we got there, whether it was the width or the depth, he had to stop for a moment. This is where the design of this toy works well. He could twist it and let my ass take it further in. Each turn let it penetrate a bit deeper. This is a long toy, so it was going to get in deep. When I felt it at my second hole, I asked for a poppers break. It’d go through without them, but it would be a hell of a lot more fun with them. I inhaled, first through one side of my nose, then a quick exhale, and a long draw on the other side. That one I held as Jack started to screw the toy past my inner hole. It slid in readily, my hole opening to take it, and the poppers made it feel even better. Jack seemed to like me being poppered up, so I knew there would be more of that tonight. He had it all the way in. I could feel the base at the entry to my ass. Now, Jack started to pull back on it. Without unscrewing it, the ridges of the spiral really hit all the right places. It felt great as he pummeled my ass with the dildo. He pulled it all the way out, then said., “I’m gonna bump this ass before I fist it.” It looked like we were going to have a crazy night, and I just nodded in agreement. Of course, to shove the shard in meant that he’d have to work some fingers into my ass, but I could wait for the fist. Jack picked out a nice shard and put it on the tip of his index finger. He showed it to me and then slid it into my hole. It was opened up enough from the toy and had a good bit of lube to let his finger go in easily. He deposited the shard and then pulled out of my ass. The burn set in quickly. I could feel it as the shard melted in my ass and was absorbed by my bloodstream. While we waited for the shard to dissolve, Jack fed me his dick. I reached around for his hole, and he said, “Don’t you worry. You’ll be in there soon.” The shard melted and I was feeling the effect of the new influx of chems into my body. Booty bumps make me extra horny for some good ass work, so I told Jack it was time for me to take his fist. He looked up at me from his seat and grinned lasciviously. He raised his hands to show me the application of lube, then directed his attention to my hole. First, he poked three fingers from each hand in and used those to stretch my hole. After that, he shoved all four fingers from one of his hands in and pushed in past the knuckles. He used his thumb to caress my hole. Then, he added his thumb into the fingers in my ass and shoved his whole hand inside me. Fuck, he felt good. His hand snaked its way through my ass, getting in deep right from the start. He was using the same sort of twisting motion as the toy to drive his hand further into my ass. He got in past my inner hole and was fingering my colon. I go nuts when a guy gets in there, and he breached that barrier quickly. Jack then pulled back to give my hole a stretch. He had made a fist and moved it back to give me a major stretch. Now, when he twisted his hand, he wasn’t going deeper; instead, this was letting me feel the stretch as his knuckles circled the inside of my hole. He was a guy who knew how to make an ass feel good. I picked up the poppers and took a few good snorts while he was at my entrance. Once they hit, I reached back to spread my ass wider, and I also moved down a little bit in the sling. This gave Jack better access to my ass and let me feel things from a different angle. I was also bucking around in the sling as he stretched me, so I pulled him in a bit deeper from time to time. He’d always pull back to the point where he knew he had a big stretch going on. Then, Jack pulled his hand out of my ass and sunk it back in again. He repeatedly did this, letting my hole feel each new insertion. He was a great sister, and I wanted to give him as good a ride as he gave me. I said we should switch places, and he was fine with that idea. Now, Jack was in the sling with his hairy ass spread for my enjoyment. Enjoy it, I did. His ass was covered in light hair that got darker and denser as it approached his hole. Hairy asses drive me wild. I love watching the hair get darker as it gets matted down with spit and lube, and watching a toy or fist moving out of a hairy hole gets me excited. Seeing the hairs cling to whatever is being pulled out is a sensual moment, and I really enjoy it. “Same question. Tongue, toys, or fists to start?”. Truthfully, I was hoping he said tongue. He was going to get his ass eaten at some point, but I really wanted to start now. Maybe it was because I had leaned in and was puffing breaths on his hole, or maybe he just really wanted a rimming, but he answered, “Same as you”. I looked up at him and said, “I’m going to take some poppers and then dive into your sweet hole.” He grabbed his bottle, too, and started to inhale. We were going to start out as poppered up ass pigs. It’d be hot to see where we ended up. After doing the poppers, I stuck my face in his ass. I went straight for his hole with my tongue out and ready to penetrate. It slid into his hole, but then I shifted over to licking and sucking his hole. When I eat ass, I treat it as if it’s a mouth that I’m making out with. Some suction, some tongue, a bit of spit, maybe even some light nibbling outside the hole. Jack was loving my work, as evidenced by his moans and movements. He spread his ass wider for me so that I could get my tongue in him as deep as possible. I ate his hole for a good long time. Jack’s fur held a great musk, and I wanted to get it all over my face. It excites me to smell a man’s ass on my face or beard when he is using me. It’s just another part of the primal connection that two guys can have. When I was done eating his ass, I stood up and got a shard for his ass. I picked out a good-sized rock and slowly worked it into his ass. Once I deposited it, I stayed inside for a little longer, rubbing his prostate and making his cock leak. Then I leaned forward, moved the pouch of his jock aside, and sucked in his cock. Some more precum came out, which I eagerly lapped up. I nuzzled my face and nose in his bush, picking up more smells. Jack said, “Smell my jock,” so I put my nose in the pouch. Like me, he had been wearing this jock for a while, and it had accumulated a wonderful aroma. That made me want to check out his pits. Of course, his nipples were on the way, so they got a few licks and tweaks. Jack had his arms thrown back over his head, exposing those wonderful, hairy pits. As I neared his pit, I could smell the aroma of sweat and pheromones that is such a turn-on. He had obviously showered before coming over but hadn’t put on deodorant, so he had a natural musk to him. I reveled in the scent, rubbing my face all over to get the smell everywhere. Then, I went in for some kissing. All the while, the shard was melting in his ass, and the T was flowing through his body. I went back to the stool and was looking at toys to use on him. Jack looked down at me and said, “Fuck the toys. Stick your fist in me now.” Nice! I lubed up both hands and began to work his hole. Fingers from one hand went in, rolled around, and then fingers from the other hand were added. I stretched his hole wide and stuck my tongue into the pink center. He shuddered in delight when he felt my tongue inside him, but I knew it was my fist that he was really craving. So, I plunged my hand inside his ass, going in just past my wrist. Jack’s ass had opened nicely to let me in, but I waited a moment to let him adjust to the invasion. Then, I began my crawl through his ass. He had a soft interior, with only a few bones in the way, but they were easy to get around. At one point, I encountered a barrier, but it only took a flex to the right, and I was through it. That let me into his colon. Jack loved all the feelings and picked up the poppers. I waited until he was done and then resumed my activities. I had been going in for depth but was now going to work inside his ass. He had spread his legs wider when the poppers hit, so I did slide in a bit deeper, but it was my time to begin working his ass. I twisted my hand around, letting my knuckles graze across all his inner walls. I pulled back out of his colon and then went back in repeatedly, which had him moaning in pleasure. Flexing my hand between a fist and extended fingers let him feel a variety of sensations, too. Jack said, “Stretch my hole with your fists,” so I pulled all the way out and then placed my smaller fist at his hole. I pushed, and it slid in. I spent some time twisting around just inside his hole, loving the way the hairs around his ass swirled in whatever direction I was moving my hand. When I’d pull out, the hairs would cling to the lube on my hand, exciting me even further. The next entry was with my other fist. This one was larger and took some more effort, but Tom took it like a champ. I started to alternate between my fists in quick succession, giving his hole a great workout. He had me take a break for him to hit the poppers again, and then we really went for it. I added more lube to his hole while he was snorting the poppers, so he was ready for the invasion. My fists pummeled his ass. I’d shove in one, pull it out, shove in the other, and keep repeating that. Jack was responding well to this work, nodding emphatically while his eyes were closed as he rode the poppers high. I left my bigger right fist in his hole and then prodded around my arm with the fingers from my left hand. All four fingers managed to squeeze into his ass around my lower arm. I circled those fingers around his hole, letting him feel the stretch everywhere. Eventually, Jack signaled for a break, and I pulled my hands out of his ass. He got out of the sling with my help, and I wrapped him in a hug. We hugged and held onto each other for a while, then walked over to the bed, where we collapsed. I suggested some liquids and a break. Jack agreed to that plan. While we sipped our sports drinks, he asked if I’d be interested in having his husband join us. He showed me some pics, both posed, and action shots, and the guy was hot. Jack said that he was 55, had a great cock, and loved fisting. From the pics, I knew that he was bald, had a greying beard, hairy chest, and ass, and a sweet-looking hole. His cock looked good too. His name was Matt. Jack then said, “The thing is, he likes to slam. Are you OK with that?” I assured him that I was. Then he asked, “Do you slam too?”

They are most certainly alive. They're cells (albeit very specialized ones), and their nuclei have mitochondria to produce energy by converting glucose, which is one of the basic functions of living cells. And it's those functions, like energy production, which keep the sperm capable of doing their primary function, which is fertilizing an egg. Once the energy production stops, the sperm cell dies, breaks down, and is incapable of fertilization. If you meant "alive as separate living beings," it's certainly true that they are not that.

Chapter 3 – St Andrew is no Saint Chapters 1 and 2 tell about getting together with Jack, a guy I met online. He came over, we partied, and played with each other in the sling. While we were taking a break, he asked if it’d be OK for his husband to come over. Now Matt is here, too. While Jack was sucking the cum out of my jock, Matt decided to go a more direct route and sucked my cock into his mouth. Since I was wearing my jock when I shot the load, there was cum all over my dick, bush, and balls. I got Matt to move around on the bed so that his hairy ass was presented to me while he was sucking my cock. I licked and prodded his ass, enjoying all the tastes and smells of a hot man’s hairy hole. Jack came over with my jock and dropped it on the bed. He and Matt started making out, which meant that Matt sat up and was able to feed me his ass even more directly than before. Jack reached down to finger my hole while I was working over Matt’s ass. Since we were so ass focused, booty bumps seemed like a good idea. We could take a refreshment break while they melted in our asses, and then we’d be ready to go again. We each pulled out a shard, and I put one in Matt’s ass, he put one in Jack’s, and Jack put one in mine. Soon, we’d all feel the effect, but, for now, it was time to savor the burn and get rehydrated. Once we’d relaxed a bit and the bumps had taken effect, I looked at Matt and said, “I want you on the cross.” The St Andrews Cross was a new addition to my playroom, and I was happy to have these two studs to help break it in. We walked over to it, and Matt spread his arms and legs out to the crosspieces. It’s more of an X shape than a T, so it is comfortable. Jack and I strapped his arms and legs to the boards. His hairy ass was prominently on display, and his legs were spread to give us easier access. I knelt and spread his cheeks to continue my rim job. I could taste some bitterness from the shard, which made it even hotter. Meanwhile, Jack was lubing up the spiral dildo he had used on me earlier. Thinking about screwing that into Matt’s hairy hole while he was on the cross was exciting to me. Jack handed me the toy and told me to shove it in Matt’s ass. Jack spread Matt’s ass open for me, and I placed the tip of the toy at Matt’s hole. He couldn’t see what toy it was, and his ass pulsed in excitement. As I eased the toy into his ass, he could feel the ridges pass through him. Once I got it in about halfway, I started screwing it into him. Matt pushed his ass back as far as he could on the cross to let me have better access. While I was screwing the toy into Matt’s ass, Jack went around and stuck the poppers under Matt’s nose. Once he was done huffing, Jack took a snort and dropped to his knees to take Matt’s cock in his mouth. Now, Matt was getting stuffed deep with the dildo while getting sucked by Jack. His hairy hole looked awesome wrapped around the toy, which I was now working in and out of his ass. He was moaning in delight as he got worked over on the cross. Then Matt said, “Here comes my piss.” Jack started gulping it down. For me, chempiss is too strong a taste, but Jack liked it. They’d obviously engaged in watersports before. Once Matt was done pissing, he asked for a break, so Jack and I released the restraints and helped him to step away from the cross. He looked at me and said, “Your turn,” so I stepped up to the cross, and they clipped my hands and legs in place. One of them stepped up behind me and pulled his body close to mine. When I felt the beard on my neck, I knew it was Matt. “First, I’m gonna fuck you, then I’m gonna breed you, and then I’m gonna ruin your ass with a dildo.” That sounded like a great time to me, so I pushed my ass back against his hard cock. Matt was easily able to slide his cock into my ass. He started a slow grinding motion while keeping his hairy chest pressed up against my back. I love rimming and fisting, but there’s little that compares to the feeling of a hard cock in my ass. Knowing that he was planning to dump his load in there made it even better. Once again, Jack came forward with the poppers for me. After I had taken a few hits, he put the bottle under Matt’s nose. I heard Matt inhale deeply, and then he groaned as he sunk his cock balls deep into my ass. He fucked me with abandon at that point, treating my ass as his personal cum receptacle. I was flying from the poppers, too, and pushed back and flexed my ass muscles on his dick. As Matt was coming down, I heard another inhale and then felt my cock go into Jack’s mouth. Matt’s hairy body was pressed up against me as he fucked me, and Jack’s hot mouth was sucking my cock. I get T dick but still pump out some precum. Shame that I didn’t need to piss then. Matt sped up the pace and said, “I’m gonna cum,” and then he buried himself deep in my ass. I felt the spasms as his cock pumped its load into my ass. He stayed inside for a while longer, moving back and forth to churn up the cum. But he said he was going to use a dildo on me, too, so I knew what was coming next. Jack had gotten up and must have been prepping a dildo for my ass. He asked me how I felt about taking “Big Cal” as he showed me the toy. It was dark blue with a tapered head for entry, a small narrow section, and a long thick part. I recognized it as a Crackstuffers toy. I told him to work my ass with it. It was already lubed up when Matt took it from Jack. Matt shoved the head into me and got about half of the toy in. The rest was all the same thickness and would give me a nice stretch, probably leaving me with a gaping hole. Matt was down on the floor, working the toy into me. He had to be careful since it didn’t have a base to keep it from going all the way into me, but he kept a good hold on it. He was fucking me with it, using the head to tease my hole and the thick body to stretch me out. He soon dropped the toy and shoved his hand inside me. Another fact is that toys are good, but fists are better. When he did this, Jack shoved the poppers under my nose again. I sniffed deeply and then tried to ride Matt’s arm. We worked like this for a while, but the cross limited my motions too much. Matt suggested that they get me out of the cross, so we did that and walked over to the bed. Matt lay on the floor with his lubed-up hand in the air. He had me crouch next to the bed and lower my ass onto his hand. I was able to use the bed to stabilize myself as I did this. In this position, I controlled the depth and speed at which Matt’s hand penetrated my ass. I could slide down slowly or quickly and either take him in shallow plunges or ride down as deep as I could. I had been working my hole on his hand when Matt said, “I’m making a fist now.” The fist felt different going in and hit some new areas. It provided a bigger stretch than his hand. Jack offered the poppers again, first to Matt and then to me. When they hit my brain, I just sank down onto Matt’s arm. The whole time that I was dropping down, I could hear Matt saying “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” over and over again. His vantage point allowed him to see my ass slowly envelop his arm. I found myself sitting on his arm, having taken his whole forearm into my ass. It felt amazing, and I decided to do some deep fucking on his arm. I rose up, still keeping his wrist and hand inside me, and then lowered myself on his arm. This felt so good that I never wanted to stop, but my legs were tiring out from the workout. I slipped all the way off and rolled forward onto the bed. My ass was gaping, and I could feel the puffiness of my lips. Jack and Matt joined me on the bed. We were hanging out and cuddling when I said, “Hey, wait. We still haven’t had Jack on the cross.”

Was coming home from a night out with friends when I became incredibly horny. I knew I could never go home and sleep like that. Popped on Grindr and after about 15 minutes connected with a top I'd been chatting with a few weeks prior but couldn't connect with. It was midnight and he was willing to let me shower, host, and fuck me. 10/10 I'm in. As soon as I got to his place he was a much bigger guy than me. A tall, strong, and well exercised black man. Just my type really. I could already see the bulge in his shorts would have me begging later. He kissed me and showed me the way to the shower. As I undressed I noticed he remained and watched me. I got into the shower and he followed. His hard cock bouncing as he stepped in. He spun me around and started washing me, and fingering me all at once. I moaned and gave in. He played with me until the water got cold and rinsed me off. We dried off fast and he pushed me into the bed. Already naked and hard, he started lubing us both up and then pushed me down and spread my legs. His bare cock pushed into me. Bigger than I'm used to I whimpered as he slid further and further into me. "you'll get used to it" he grunted from above me. He started thrusting slowly in and out of me, I was breathless watching his thick cock enter and exit me. After a few minutes he pulled out and rolled me over. Bending me into the perfect shape to rail me, I thought. I didn't resist, how could I now. He had broken me in and he wanted to take me. He slid in again and this time started driving all 9 inches deep into my bare ass. I moaned loud and took it all. I never asked him to stop, or pull out, nothing. He fucked me for what felt like half an hour and without ever stopping to ask, pumped his load deep inside. I rolled over and stared at him in amazement. He had just unwillingly bred me and I did nothing to stop it. It got me so turned on I started jerking off. As I did I caught myself climbing back on to his hardening cock. I slid his dripping bare cock right back into me and rode another load out of him as I shot mine all over his chest. Apparently he thought this was hot, because after about 10 minutes as I was getting up to clean myself off he grabbed my hips and bent me over the bed. He pushed his cock back into my cum filled cunt and fucked me hard until he came for a third time, his cum now running down my leg and onto the floor. He dropped me off at home with his cum still dripping out of me. I made plans for another round next weekend. After this I'm a bareback slut for good.

Fuck yea, perfect way to be knocked up. Whispered that I'm about to be pozzed, I'd just push back opening myself more for his toxic load.

Morning after a good session. Even better if I sleep plugged.

Been going to the nude beach since I was 13 and used to take the bus after school with my friend.

Last Friday Night Massage: Was a shitty week at work and pay week, so I decided to spoil myself with a massage. These are hit and miss and I love a massage that ends in me getting bred, but it is hard to broach the subject when the massage is somewhat a legitimate add. Found a guy that does Lomi Lomi massage walking distance from my house, and he is very reasonably priced. Interestingly he charges an extra $50 for kissing and touching on top of the low price which I liked. So, I opt for this and we share a few pic on text along with address. Seems like a nice guy and I hint at my expectations by sharing my arse pic which shows my pig tattoos on my arse and add “I will leave myself in your hands – do anything you like”. And I get a response, “I think I get the idea”. I am looking forward to this massage. I get there and he is a muscly smooth guy with a gorgeous smile. Cut to the massage which is both of us naked and I have never had a massage that uses so much oil. It is amazing. On my stomach my cock is going up and down all the time. He flips me over and starts on my front occasionally wanking me and asks if I have cum already because a leak lots of pre-cum lol. Probably about 40mins in the massage has been mostly legit with the occasional touch. He has done the usual teasing of his mouth right over mine but not actually kissing. Then he jumps on the table on top of me and starts sliding against me and he is rock hard. We are both covered on warm oil. And then he leans in and passionately kisses me. Let me tell you, it is so good it is worth the money lol. He then jumps off the table, swings me around on my back and lifts my legs over his shoulders and pushes his cock against my hole and says, “this is what you wanted isn’t it”. And before I can answer, he slides in balls deep with ease with all the oil. There is no more discussion. He fucks me deep and hard and repeatedly leans in and kisses me as he fucks me. I start to play with his nipples and he lets out a loud growl and starts to shudder. Pump after pump after pump of his seed floods my insides. He stands there for a minute and continues to slowly fuck me as he stays still and then leans in and passionately kisses me while still inside me after cumming in me. He does that for almost 5 minutes before slowly falling out. After a lot mere kissing and shower I leave totally satisfied and full of his seed. Really happened!

6ish hours ago. Found some guy on Sniffies who was on my way home. Vague profile but his ass pic looked fucking hot. Advertised as a late 40s bottom.and wanted Anon, but no other info. Show up at the agreed upon time and the door was unlocked. The place smelled like... something. Maybe a mix of old food and piss, but there he was waiting for me, and I could immediately tell the pic he sent was easily a few years old. He had on one of those Hoods with just the mouth available, just sitting. I could see he was tweaking but I saw no signs of use anywhere so I got closer and began undoing my pants. He lunged at my cock and tried to suck it but I just pushed him away. I very quickly bent him over and stuffed my semi hard cock into his ass and began fucking, not at all surprised to find him loose and I could feel a few loads already in him. I didn't last last long, was supposed to be a pump n dump after all and I flooded his ass. I started pulling out and as I did he whipped around and swallowed my softening cock. I stood there for a moment, groaning as he then sucked my balls, then licked my taint. Then, he caught me off guard and grabbed my hips and spun me around and forced his face between my asscheeks and began licking my hole. I froze, but he got his tongue in deep and I kept bending over as he kept licking deeper and I kept bending over. My cock quickly began leaking again, and I found myself rock hard in no time. He continued to tongue fuck my hole until I just turned around, bent him over and pounded another load in him. This time I wasted no time and pulled my cock out, yanked up my pants and was out the door.

I left home when I was 18. I knew I was gay, and I knew my family would not accept me. I went to the Culinary Institute of America on scholarship and graduated top in my class and have been working for 8 years now for two really great famous chefs, and I love my life. I'm 6' 185 lbs, and I work out two hours 6 days a week, one hour in the morning before work and one after work. I'm also a cum slut who can give it as good as I can take it. I love dick! Enough about me. I received an invitation from an Aunt asking me to come to a family reunion this year. I was going to blow it off but my brother called and said I really should come in that my Aunts and Uncles were all getting old and it would be good for me to see them. After a lot of guilt tripping I agreed, booked my flight back to Louisville KY and rented the nicest car I could find on Turo. I drove in to my small town in Carter County and had booked a room at a bed and breakfast. I arrived the night before the reunion, and when I got up the next morning I skipped the country breakfast and went for a 2 hour run. I got back and showered and headed to Grayson Lake State Park for the reunion. The reunion was just what I expected, "You have grown up so much" "What do you do now?" "Your a cook?" "Are you married? dating?" "You know Kim who was in your class is still single you should call her" "A good looking man like you should be married, you're not one of those gays are you?" I was just about to say yes and just leave after 20 minutes, and then I looked up and saw them. Not one but two perfect specimens of manhood. They walked up to my brother and a cousin I knew and started talking so I walked over and my cousin introduced me to her son and his friend. I quickly found out her son who played football was sadly 17 and had already got his girlfriend pregnant but then I found out the other boy was 19 years old. He had graduated from high school and started college but had to drop out for some reason. His dream was to go to New York and be on Broadway. His name was Alex, he was 5'11" ish and probably 175 or so. You could just see the outline of a 6 pack through his tight polo. His blue eyes light up when he found out I lived in the big apple. My brother, cousin ,1and her son moved away to get food, and the kid and I continued talking. I told him he would have to get rid of the mullet if he came to New York, and then I heard the magic words. I would do anything to just get to go to New York and try to be on Broadway. I smiled and said, "Be careful what you say. Someone may take you up on that." He looked confused, but then my cousin's son came over and said they needed to go. I told the kid if he really wanted to go to New York to give me a call, and I would try to help him. I handed him my card and figured that was it. I went back home called my brother and told him why I had been away for so long and that I did not plan on coming back unless I had to. We agreed that was probably best, and I haven't spoken to him since. But a month to the day my phone rang, and I answered. I heard this timid voice. He said he was Alex and we had met at the family reunion in KY. I asked how he was, and he said, "Well I made it I'm in New York." I'll admit I was shocked but in the back of my mind I was really looking forward to seeing him again. I asked where in the city he was, and he said the bus station. I asked if he had any money, and he said he had all of his savings about $2300. I told him to take a cab and gave him the address to the restaurant and when he got there to ask for me, Chef Jay. About an hour later, I looked up and there stood the same hot ass blond stud minus the mullet and with a backpack. I fed him and put him in my office till my shift ended then we headed out. I told him I work out for a hour every night, and he was welcome to join me if he wanted or he could just crash at my place. He said a workout sounded great. We got to the gym and he pulled out his workout clothes, tight shorts that came about mid thigh and a wife beater. The work out was great and I really got a good chance to check him out. Great bod with a 6 pack and from the looks of things a very nice package. After we finished we went back to my place and I showed him where he could put his stuff and sleep. Apartments in New York are small but my roommate had moved out a few months back so all was well. I showed him the shower, and told him he could clean up first. Without hesitation he started taking off his clothes and before I left the room I saw his soft 6 or 7 inch cock just hanging there. It was all I could do not to drop down and start sucking him. But I reminded myself he's straight at least for now. After his shower I cleaned up, and then we sat down to discuss his plans. I told him I could get him a job at one of the restaurants I worked at. It would be long hours and hard work, but I would try to make sure he could audition for parts. After a while I went to bed, and so did he. The next morning, he was up and ready to go to the gym with me at 5:00 AM. I noticed he had the same clothes on so I asked if that was all he had, and he said yes. I took him in my room and gave him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and before I could close the dresser he had dropped his shorts and was naked. I love free ballers and had to smile knowing I was commando too. The workout was great again. I told him I was going to shower at the gym, but he could clean up at the apartment if he wanted and asked if he remembered how to get back. He said he did, and his plan was to look for acting parts the first part of the day and then he would come to the restaurant at 2 like I told him. I made him a prep cook, and he was doing really good. This went on for a few days. On Saturday after work I asked if he remembered our conversation at the reunion. He said he did, and I said you remember how you said you would do anything? He said he did. I told him his two auditions for parts were because of a phone call from me, then I said and we need to work out some payment for the guy and food and rent. His head dropped for a second, and before I could say a word he started pulling off his shirt and when he looked at me he had this big smile. He then started taking off his jeans and asked if my tattoo of the bio-hazard sign was because I was trouble or because I was poz? I guess it was my turn to be shocked not his. I said I was poz, and then asked how he knew what it was. he reached over and started taking off my clothes and said he saw it at the gym and knew exactly how he was going to pay his rent if I was interested. I asked if he was poz and again he smiled and said, "I will be soon." For some reason I asked what his family would say and he said who gives a fuck, I came out before I left and my dad kicked me out, told me he had now place for a fag in his family and to go get sick and die. I asked if he always did what he was told and he said he didn't plan on dying anytime soon but he certainly planed on getting sick. As he said this he dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick. After sucking me for about 20 minutes we made out for a few minutes and then he said are you going to fuck me with that thing or what. I turned him around and bent him over and started to eat out his ass. I reached over and grabbed the lube and eventually started shoving it in with one finger. He looked back at me and said, "That's enough fuck me I need that dick." I told him it would hurt, and I needed to loosen him up to take my 8 inches. He looked in the mirror in front of himself and said, "I a god damn man and a dick sucking fag. Just fuck the hell out of me." I stood up behind him and aimed my cock at his hole. As I placed my head on his hole he started pushing back on me. I shoved in him all the way and stopped. He was screaming into a pillow and when he looked back up at the mirror with tears in his eyes he said, "What the fuck you waiting for? God dammit fuck me! Fuck my god dams ass and turn me in to a poz cum whore. Fuck me please!" And so I did. We fucked three times that night and two times after our work out at 5. I was late for work, but it was worth it. After a few weeks Broadway and acting no longer seemed important. After about three weeks of fucking his ass and yes him fucking me too, he got the fuck flu. I took a weeks vacation and fucked the hell out of him every chance I got. After the flu, I introduced him to the gay boys at work and told him to have fun. Not long after that he and I started a relationship fucking each other and any hot young stud who would let us fuck them or who would fuck us. Maybe I'll go back to the reunion next year with my new boy toy and see what they all say.

What to do Next I was stunned at all I heard. I went home and looked up the term 'bug chasing' to discover its meaning. I now understood why I only had the flu for 3 days, I had the 'fuck flu'. I sat in my dorm room figuring out what to do next. Then I remembered the tattoo I was given and figured out its true meaning. Thank god our firm showers are singles. I couldn't imagine how I'd explain that to my dorm mates (let alone my roommate). All through the week I tried to put it out of my mind. I did my best to avoid being naked or shirtless around my roommate. As the weekend drew closer I find myself wishing that the drug trial was still going on, I could use a hit of what they were giving me. Then I thought, 'was it really a sex drug or something else. I then thought about the two roommates I meet and exchanged numbers with a couple weeks back. I asked if I could meet up and talk with them this weekend. They gave me their address (just off campus). I headed over to their place, the walk only took 10 minutes. They welcomed me with a hug and a kiss. I was really glad to see these guys and hoped they could help me figure out what to do next. They were shocked that I was duped. They asked how I was doing with the thought of being poz. I was honest that it was a big shock but what could I do know, there was no going back. They reach shared that their pozing was just as much of a shock as mine was, but they learned to embrace it and were now able to fuck bareback all the time and with meds they were very healthy. As we sat there they asked me what my plans were for the night. I was honest when I told then that deep down I wish that the drug trial was still going on, I'd really like a hit of what I was getting during that time. They smiled and let me in on a little secret, they were hoping I might party with then that night, possibly spend the weekend with them high as fuck and fucking high. They knew by my smile that that was a yes. As they pulled out supplies they gave me a Viagra (to offset the effects of the Tina). I watched intently as they prepared the needles and explained the entire process. After the points were prepared they began to undress, so I followed their lead. Once we were all naked I followed them to the bedroom. One of then put porn on as the other one told me to lay back on the bed. It was explained to me how to administer a slam. I was so eager to have that 'shot' I was so ready, ready to get high, ready to fuck. We began to mange kiss, lick and suck as we waited for the Viagra to take effect. As we worked ourselves up one of the guys slipped a cock ring on me which increased the intensity of my throbbing cock. I was told to lay back as the black roommate began to get between my legs. They told me that he loves to be inside a nice ass when he is slammed. He eased his cock inside my ass while the white roommate prepared my arm while continuing to explain the process. He fixed a piece of rubber very tightly on my arm, then wiped a prominent vein with alcohol and with nice skill he slipped the point into my arm. He explained the flash of blood I was familiar with from the 'dug trial' indicating he was I the vein, then pushed the plunger down emptying the Tina into my vein. While I was getting my skin the black guy did his own and as soon as the point was out of my arm he began to slowly fuck me. I was made to wait a couple minutes as I began to feel my arm 'go to sleep' due to the cut of blood flow. He was ready to start pounding away at my hole as the tourniquet was pulled off and my arm raised over my head. I felt the temperature jump as the other roommate did his slam before giving me his cock to suck. I could feel cum leaking from his cock as he stroked my hard cock. We switched positions over the weekend and I got my first time to top Tina. We did a few more slams and by mid day Sunday we were all spent. They had gone through their entire stash and let them know that next time I could help pay for supplies.

So if you’ve read parts 1 and 2, you took the fast track pretty much from high school through today and know I’m a masculine bottom with a poz’d up, cock hungry, insatiable and willing cunt. This, and other parts will be specific experiences along that path. It was the early 80’s and I was finishing up high school. Since I was into sucking cock at a young age, I especially enjoyed watching these boys grow into men, their bodies changing as mine was over time. From showing off our first pubes to each other in the locker room, waging our cocks at each other in the showers, to playing grab ass while the coach wasn’t around, all rights of passage for a boy. For me, a sexual arousal, time after time was providing endless jack-off material during my teens. One kid, Randy, was one of the kids that would change clothes quickly. Wouldn’t drop his underwear in front of anyone, least of all be seen in the shower. He wasn’t anything special, meaning he wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything, but he was good looking, and had always towered over us through the school years finally topping out at 6’3”, 190 lbs. Our senior year we got a new gym coach. He impressed upon us that we were 18, most of us fast approaching 19, and the importance of good hygiene and it was his standing rule that no teenager was going to leave his locker room after class without having showered, especially since we were his first period class and would pretty much stink the rest of the day. He made sure of it. He walked the main corridor of the locker room after class making sure that every one of us hit the shower. For me it was a gift from the Gods, and on the second week I noticed that Randy was one guy I hadn’t seen completely in the buff yet. I decided that the next class session would be different and laid out my plan. When we got to the gym locker room that morning I walked the main corridor looking down the rows until I found Randy. He was in a back corner area and had already put his shorts on and was in the process of tying his shoes, one foot up on the bench. I walked up near him, about 4 lockers down, and pulled my shirt off, opened my locker and opened my pants allowing them to drop while I kicked off my shoes. We had talked a few times, so it wasn’t like he didn’t know me. We exchanged a few words and as I chucked my jeans and briefs, I stood up and faced him while I managed to unravel one of my tangled jock straps from my over stuffed gym bag. I had a habit of continually stuffing my used jocks in there and never taking them home to be washed. I felt a rush in my back a Without another reply, he reached for my shorts and up under my right leg opening pulling my cock and balls out in one full swoop and was down on me pushing me back against the wall. I was no contest for his strength or size. I didn’t resist, partly from fear, partly because I wanted head. It was then I looked at the screen, and saw my first bareback porn scene. Jeff Stryker burying his beautiful cock in some squealing fags asshole. I ha gone into a gay porn booth. Thoughts of my roommate finding me this way flashed in my head. Then my manly assailant pulled my shorts down to my knees threading my meat back through the shorts, then reaching up with one hand and rubbing my bare smooth chest, he draped the other around my ass stroking my hairless quivering cheeks and stuck a finger in my virgin hole. It made me jut forward, more of my cock head went in his throat and I lost control of my knees as they were visibly shaking and my thigh muscles were in overdrive forcing me to lean more against the wall and use his pressing weight to balance myself. Within no time, I was flooding this strangers throat. In my mind, he was my first real man and definitely my first public gay sex. He made me give him my cock to suck and it felt good, it felt right. He had stuffed his finger in my ass and that didn’t feel too good, in fact I felt that for another day or so afterwards. Oddly enough though, I began fingering my own asshole not long after that when I jacked off privately and found that it made me shoot harder. My blonde cock sucker stood up afterward, licking his lips saying how much he loved the taste of chicken and left. I settled down for a moment wondering if he’d just insulted me. Did I taste like chicken? What was he talking about? I took a few minutes to wipe my cock off on a paper towel I found on the floor. I found it was wet, but that it didn’t clean me off much. I gathered my wits and left the booths to go outside and wait for my roommate. I spent another year and a half in the dorms, but before my 19th birthday I bought my first car, and I had a new roommate, and then another, and then finally moved off base with two other guys sharing a 3 bedroom house. I had sex with all of them, one became a fuck buddy for over 11 years, including after he got married and had kids. One got drunk and wanted to shoot me and then shoot himself for having “molested” him as he called it. I walked in the livingroom with him holding a loaded handgun and he told me to "sit down and don't think about moving." Good thing room mate number 3 was there to protect me.. but little did either of them know I was boning the other. I cruised the military clubs on base and the ones right off base for the first 5 years in Arizona. I cruised the bookstores almost nightly letting cock suckers swallow my cum and eventually poking their tight holes to dump in. Before ending my tenure there, I fucked my first sergeants 20 year old son, and for fun, fucked his daughter once too. I was glad he asked me to help him move giving me the chance to meet them both and later to party with. One summer I was sent on a TDY, temporary duty assignment to a joint military exercise in Barstow, California on a Marine base. All branches of service were there supporting the military exercises being held in the desert. I was living in a tent-city. 10 guys to a tent in the desert with outdoor showers. It was here I began a new game where I decided it would be hot to have sex with at least one dude from each branch of service. I won’t lie and tell you I got all 4 plus the Coast Guard (DOT) boy on this TDY, but I started my jaded conquest here in the back of a passenger van with one hot army boy named Frank. He loved being stuffed with my bare cock every chance we got over the 60 day exercise. We’d hooked up the second weekend there, driving out to the desert drop zone at midnight runs to pick up pilots to bring them back to camp. It’s a long dark road out to Fort Irwin, some 70 miles into the desert and you can see shit coming from miles off. I impressed my senior civilian manager so much that she requested me by name the next year where I spent 3 months on a Navy base in Virginia Beach and bagged my first muscle bound Marine in the ass raw in his barracks bunk, and the sailor in his hotel room bed. The following year I was banging another Marine who had a huge set of nuts, was married with kids, and a Coast Guard boy in a condo outside Camp LeJune, NC., and finally, I had plenty of Air Force hole since that was where it all started. I chuckle to myself now thinking I even had my Eagle Scout at one point. I was transferred to Houston finally, on my request of a special duty assignment so I could be near my long-term fuck buddy and was granted the assignment. We fucked another 3 years, as I said through his marriage and shit. Houston removed me from a military base, but it opened a whole new world of young fucks wanting their holes filled. I had to oblige. Then along came Hot Love III as we called it in the service.. a term for HTLV III, the original term for HIV. We started testing in the service, and I began thinking again about all the cocks I’d sucked and the holes I’d been bare backing since my enlistment. I figured I was safe.. at least for now. Then bare backing wasn’t in my vocabulary. Fucking was. Fucking without a condom because I didn’t need one with a dude, it wasn’t like I was going to knock him up. Condoms weren’t in my life, and as it turns out, never would be. My first five years in the military, starting at the age of “just barely legal” to 22 were spent in Arizona. Assigned to a unit of just over 220 men. I was what most could relate to as the Radar O’Riely of the unit. Administration. I supported the senior support staff, the first sergeant, the commander, and provided personnel administration for the entire unit. To make it easier for those who have never been in service, your admin person (guy or woman) was essential to making your life easier. We were the ones that processed your leave requests, made your medical appointments, made sure you were taken care of. We were the “go to” person for most anything you may need or want. This position gave me a great deal of access to everyone in our unit. I was like the ‘best friend’ to the new recruits, helping them get set up, get their dormitory assignments, escorting them around base on their first day. After that, if anything came up they needed help with; it was me they came to. The fact I lived in the dorm with them for the first 1 ½ helped. They’d come to my room all times of the day or night for things from being locked out of their rooms, to needing a ride into town. This also gave me opportunities to answer my door in little or no clothing and invite them in. My exhibitionist was in full swing. (no pun intended). Initially my assignment was a challenge in itself for me, just to keep my commander, 220 some odd men, and his staff happy. My supervisor had been in the service 35 years, a Chief Master who had a flat top, smoked a pipe and I can tell you over my time serving with him, I saw junior officers leaving his office in tears. This guy was no one to fuck with. He was responsible for all 220 of us and made sure we kept in line. My first introduction to him was “Welcome aboard. I’m your sponsor. You and I are going to have a conversation. It’s going to be a one-way conversation. I’m going to do the talking and you’re going to do the listening.” I wanted to piss myself. He didn’t turn me on; far from it, he scared the living shit out of me. When assigned to a new unit, everyone was assigned a sponsor, someone to show them around, get them set up and basically be their “buddy” through the first month or so. From there I gained a wealth of respect for that man and he became one of the men who helped to shape my young life in becoming a respectable, honest man. I had initially been assigned to a room in the dorm with Ray. Ray was a complete slob. He chewed tobacco and spat it into empty pop cans. He never did laundry and never picked up after himself, including the pop cans and empty pizza boxes and Jack In The Box bags. We were subject to room inspections and try as I might to get him to help out to keep us off the duty roster as punishment (you had to report to weekend duty) I could not get him to cooperate. I finally went to my Chief and asked that he help get me assigned to a new room and explained why. He told me that Ray was due for reassignment and would be leaving us soon for overseas. I told the Chief I couldn’t wait and that I didn’t want the chore of having to clean that entire room when Ray finally left. Chief said he’d think about it. About a week later I came in at my scheduled 7 am, sick to my stomach. Chief asked me what was wrong and I told him that I had mistaken one of Ray’s empty soda cans of spit and chew as my open beverage and had swallowed a mouth full the night before and had been feeling sick. Chief patted my shoulder and said, “Okay son, I’ll take care of it.” Next day I had a new room, all to myself, at least for the time being. Chief told me that I’d end up with a roommate eventually so not to get too comfortable. I was out of my room with Ray in less than 2 hours. About a week went by and as I was sitting at my desk one afternoon, in comes the Chief with someone in tow and I see this cocky strutting, well built, but well mannered guy, about my age saunter up behind the Chief. He sat at my desk and provided me with his large yellow envelope containing his orders and assignment documents. “I want you to be this young man’s sponsor.” Chief said. He was being assigned to the unit having just finished his technical school. His name was Bennett. Not his last name, his first. I found that intriguing. He said his mother was a hippy from the northwest and he’d been raised on a reservation. He was part Native American that explained his dark features and chiseled nose, cheekbones and jaw line. He had deep brown pools for eyes with the longest lashes I’d seen on a guy. He was about my height and weight but obviously more muscular and through his green cotton fatigue pants, I could tell he wore boxers since the head of his cock was outlined nicely in the leg of his pants hanging just right to get a good idea of his thickness. He was impressive. He had a bubble ass that rose up and the seam of his cotton fatigues disappeared between his cheeks making me think of a manly camel toe I’d like to explore. I could tell his ass cheeks were mounds of solid meat. A real treasure to look at and a major distraction. I did my job. We got in a government truck and I took him to finance to get his payroll setup as well as to the post office to get a box. The afternoon ended with us going to the chow hall and finally the dorm and I introduced him to the dormitory desk sergeant. The guy reminded me a bit of Ray, disheveled and a bit messy, but a nice guy. He told us there were only 2 rooms left, one on the first floor and one on the third that was with me. I turned to Bennett and wanted to offer up my room to share but before I could he turned to me and said, “You mind if I share your room. We’re about the same age and all and from our conversations sounds like we would get along okay?” I said “sure, give him a key and I’ll take him up.” Over the next week Bennett and I discovered that in fact we were 3 weeks apart in age. That he had gone in the service because he had gotten his under aged girl friend back home pregnant and the judge gave him an option. He took the military. I also discovered he had a great body but not once in the first few months did I catch a look at his bare ass or cock. He was careful not to expose himself from the waste down. I also discovered he was a sex hound. He wanted to fuck and do it every chance he could get. All he talked about was pussy. Either way, what I got from all of his stories and the way he carried himself was that he was sexually experienced, far more than I when it came to girls, hell I was still a virgin in that category. He was cocky in some ways, too cute for himself in others, but overall a real sexual being. That is what I liked most. His confidence, although be it a little over confident, turned me on. To me he was all male when it came to sex. Masculinity is what turns me on, and does to this day. I am not attracted to effeminate men. Shy is even okay, but they have to be masculine. I also discovered that he liked to beat off; sometimes twice a night. If he didn’t do it in the shower he’d do it in his bunk. Our beds were bunk beds and in the night I’d not only hear him slapping his cock, but felt the bed rocking in a slow rhythm. I’d hear his breathing change, and a muffled “umph, uh” followed by silence. In time, I too would wave my spanking for bed to rock in the same rhythm as his, jacking off separately, but together. We never mentioned it. I would seek out his cum rags when he was out of the room, and never found any signs of his wasted loads, much to my disappointment. As for me, I’d let it fly, or use a sock. I offered to drive into town one Friday night stating that we could hit a few clubs near ASU to pick up some girls. He jumped at the chance telling me that if he hooked up not to hang around and wait on him, and vise versa. In my mind, I had no worries about “hooking up” with any college girls. The evening went well. We went to a club with a live band, which to me made no sense because you couldn’t talk without yelling. The place was packed with young, tanned, big tittied co-eds and Bennett was real pleased. I was pleased to see how his attempts to score his evenings pussy was failing because although he was confident, he was flat out a pig toward women. He didn’t have a clue how to treat a woman other than to start out by looking at one, catching their eye and going “Ppssst” and motioning them over. Never failed, they gave him a look of “ya whatever” and looked the other way. He did this enough that I was getting embarrassed. Keep in mind that although I was a virgin to woman, I still had the proper upbringing to know how to swoon and date someone. Who knew you could meet someone and then fuck them in the same night.. especially a woman. The evening ended with us climbing in my car. Bennett grumbling how all the “bitches in this town are stuck up.” I could only agree and say things like “I know, I’ve never seen it like this” and followed it up with some imaginary girl I’d fucked during technical school in Mississippi and how easy it was then. I will admit I embellished my experiences of being with women when talking with guys to make a point or to work on their heads just to get in their pants. If he’d known I was a long-term cock sucker, that I swallowed cum and that I enjoyed stuffing my cock up guys asses to dump my load, there wouldn’t be much of a reason for me to bother being where I was. Having a long drive ahead of us and both of us bordering and likely over legal levels of intoxication I decided to suggest we get a hotel room close by and head back to the base in the morning. He agreed. “I got some weed on me, lets get some more to drink before we get there” he said. The weed caught me off guard and asked that in the future he let me know if he had it on him or in my car. The last thing either of us needed was an inspection of the car when we got back to base. He apologized and from then on always told me when he was carrying. We got the beer at a “U-Totem”, my nick-name for them was U-Scrotum since they were so convenient for me to prime my victims over the ensuing years. We got a room with two full sized beds, turned on the tube to Elvira Mistress of the Dark and watched some B rated horror flick. Bennett stripped down to his boxers and socks and lay on top of the bed rolling the first of what was to be many joints of the evening. I popped two beer and offered him one and stripped down to my tight whities and sat up against the head board. We passed the joint back and forth, drinking our beer when he started rolling two more joints. All the while he was commenting on Elvira’s tits. “fuck man, there’s enough cleavage there for both of us to titty fuck her. I laughed, coughing on my smoke and said, “maybe for you, but I think my cock would take up most of it.” “Fuck you!” he laughed. After handing me my own joint he said, “You think you can over take this huh?”, grabbing the front of his boxers he quickly stood up, lowered the waist band of his boxers, revealing his nice patch of black hairy pubes and slab of meat directly at my eye level. He swung his hips side to side allowing his nads to swing freely and slap against his thighs making a “flap, flap, flap” and then he pulled the band up landing back on his bed. I said, “you tell me.” And from my sitting position yanked down the front of my briefs allowing my growing chub to lay across my right thigh in plain view and with my left hand reached down and pulled my sac out for his approval. He looked. His right hand rearranging his own cock and sitting up on his bed across from me said, “it might be a shower not a grower.” He was testing me, almost in a tone as to dare me. I pulled my briefs back up and as I took a drag off my new joint, I rubbed my cock through my briefs leaving my hand over my growing mound. He lay back on his bed again lighting his joint and left his hands off his crotch. His pubes still visible through the stretched opening. A few moments went by and I stood up to go across the room for more beer. As I stood with my back to him, I opened his beer and pulling my cock through my leg opening, I milked a strand of pre-cum onto the top of the can into the rim of the mouth opening. He on the other hand continued rambling on about the movie. Rearranging myself I walked back over and handed him his beer and lowered my briefs in his face as he had done to me, my cock springing out at full attention pointing the piss slit straight at his face. “Fuck man.. what the fuck?” he asked. “I never saw another dude’s boner like that!” and he began to laugh uncontrollably. I was relieved that he was cool about it but knew that I was “safe” since he’d exposed himself first. To me this was the “sport” of it. You had to play the game. Some guys were straight forward about it, others you had to work on. Sometimes it took one night and a 6 pack, other times it took months of manipulation, careful planning, setting up situations, but in the end, the reward was always worth the price. I laughed and said, “Just wanted to show you the business end buddy.” I pulled them back up and went back to my bed. From my view I could see the length of his body, from his pecs to his toes, but not his face. He too could see my body and because of the lamp table between us, neither of us could see each other’s face because of the lampshade. What he didn’t know, or didn’t figure out was, that if you looked across the room at the TV (like we should have been doing) you could look up over the TV into the mirror on the dresser and see each other just fine. I took great pleasure in watching him draw on his joint and continue to look over at my crotch. My cock remaining stiff in my briefs, I openly allowed it to throb forcing the material up and down from my thigh. From time to time I saw his eyes grow larger and the material tented and I felt like a snake charmer except I was using the snake to charm the man. After a few more beer and I think about the 3rd or 4th joint. He lowered his boxers. I didn’t say anything. With his face still hidden from my immediate view his voice was deeper than normal, and he said, “dude I need to jerk-off. I know you jerk-off because you and I have been doing it in the dorm so this won’t be much different. Just ignore me.” And with that I heard him spit and looking into the mirror I watched with heated passion as he focused on his cock and occasionally closed his eyes, flexing his chest and arms as he pumped and tightened the muscles of his legs. I reached down and slid my briefs to my ankles, spreading my legs and let my cock slap against my stomach. In the mirror I saw him turn his head and look at my cock. I spit in my hand and began to pleasure my own cock, looking in the mirror at his face as he continued to stare focusing on me pleasuring myself. I’d look back at him stroking his hard 7 ½” cock. Our rhythm matched stroke for stroke. He’ speed up, I’d speed up. I’d slow down, he would. Finally, we both blew our loads. Mine landed on my stomach and pecs, and as I looked over, he cupped his free hand and caught his load in his open palm. As I finished pulling the last drops of cum from my cock, I looked into the mirror again and witnessed him bring his free hand up to his mouth and let its contents drop onto his tongue. He swallowed it and then licked his palm just once with his tongue flat against it. He remained in the spread eagle position with his cock laying across his pubes and draining its last bit of cum out onto his torso. Now I knew why I never found his cum rags. He was eating his own seed. That was something I hadn’t considered. I stood up and a strand of cum still hanging from my piss slit dangling, I used my briefs to wipe my stomach and knob off in front of him. I tossed my briefs on the chair and lay back down letting my cock remain in view as it softened and my balls sank back down to the mattress. The evening was winding down as I saw Bennett begin to doze off. He crawled under his covers and said his good night. I did the same. Several weeks later I was in the shower at the dorm getting ready to go out on another “pussy excursion” with Bennett. As I stepped into the room, towel around my waist, I saw that Gary, another of the guys from the unit, was sitting in the chair and looked as though he’d been crying. Bennett was busy talking to him and as I entered the room, Bennett put his arm around my waist and pulled me over to him so that we were side by side, skin to skin my right side pressed against his bare torso. “But Gary, you don’t understand, sometimes he and I need our special time alone.” I had no idea what the fuck he was talking about; I had a moment of fear go up my spine that he had told this guy that we jerked off together. But being as good natured as I am, I said, “ya, Gary.” Bennett let his hand run up my bare back to my left shoulder and rest there, his barearm fully draped now across my back. I felt my cock stir under the towel, fuck this felt good. Gary was 27, nearly a decade older than us. He was what I call portly, short and chubby. What today I know to be a cub. He had a stuttering problem that when he got nervous or upset made it both painful and sometimes comical to hear him go on. He was stuttering now. “But maybe I’d like to join you guys.”, he said brokenly. “No, really Gary,” Bennett continued, “we like our special time with each other without anyone else, so come on, what do you say, can we borrow your car tonight?” “But you can go in his.”, was his reply. “Ya, but come on man, you got a Corvette, and we could score better with that than with his Duster.” I quickly got past the remarks on my car thinking the arrogant fuck should go buy one himself, but then fell back into the game he was playing. It clicked. Bennett was a smooth talker, a self-diagnosed master of manipulation. Little did he know I was better, but I digress. He was trying to talk Gary into letting us two teenagers drive off in his new Corvette for the evening. “Well, what do you say?” Bennett asked again. “Well, you won’t tell anyone what I said will you?” Gary asked. “No, fuck no man, I won’t tell anyone your gay, neither of us will, but you have to let use your car.” Holy fuck! I missed a heavy conversation obviously. I felt a little hot and horny by the fact that Bennett had told Gary that he and I like to “get it on” as a ploy and “needed time alone together” but I was a little uncomfortable with him blackmailing the dude into making him let us take his new Corvette. Finally through tear soaked eyes, Gary agreed and gave the keys to Bennett with a list of stern warnings about taking care of his car. Gary left the room and Bennett gave me a high-five. “Fuck ya, I’m good!” he said. “Had him to rights when he confessed he was gay and had sex with guys and I used the story that you and I were buddies and had sex from time to time to get him to give me the car.” Part of me was flattered, part of me was thinking this fucker had no scruples. As I climbed in the new Corvette, T-tops removed and felt the red leather against my shirtless back, and saw Bennett climb in the drivers seat, I just let it all go. My mission was before me, fuck Gary. We went to a club on the west side and long story short, Bennett picked up on a girl named Casey. During the course of the evening I could tell I was soon to be replaced by this college bitch and as she left the table to go “powder” I pulled Bennett aside and said, “how’s it going?” He said, “not too good. She wants to get high and shit but told me she’s not into one night stands and said that if we go out a few times then maybe.” I told him that sucked and I sat back, my mind working and said, “Hey, I got an idea.” “What’s that?” “Let’s take her to the hotel, get high, drink some. You can start making your moves on her and if she wants me to leave I will. If she flat says no, then it’s no. But one thing we can try is both of us offer to have sex with her, a threesome.” I was putting myself out there because as I said, my cock had never been in a pussy. I’d made out with a few girls, felt their tits, but that was it. His eyes grew wide and I could see his wheels turning. I knew he’d trade his mother if he could fuck a pile of rocks. “Fuck that’s a great idea, I mean guys always want two chicks, we should tell her we want to fulfill a fantasy for her.” “sure man, but get her stoned first or she’s likely to laugh in your face.” I had to give him some kind of advice after all. We left shortly there after and went to U-Scrotum, got the beer, got the room and in no time were laying back watching music videos and passing a joint. Both Bennett and I removed our shirts and shoes. Casey removed her shoes and lay beside Bennett. He began his techniques and I had front row viewing. He whispered in her ear and rubbing her breasts softly kissing her cheeks and lips. They’d look over at me and he’d whisper again in her ear. I used the mirror again to remain as aloof as possible, didn’t want to scare her off and miss my chance of seeing Bennett fully naked with a hard-on, even if it was going into a girls pussy. She sat up suddenly and removed her top and bra. “Dude, strip down, Casey thinks it would be cool to be naked with us. I pretended to not know what was going on and asked her if she was sure. She came over to me and opened my jeans and tugged on them until they fell over my thighs. I took her wrists and said I’d do the rest. She took off her top, skirt, and panties and got on the bed next to Bennett who was now fully naked sporting a respectable 7 ½” hard on. He scooted to the far side of the bed, Casey got in the middle, and I lay down on the opposite end next to her. “Turn out the lights guys please.” She said. I reached over and turned off the light. “The TV too?” I said sure, and got up and turned it off, returning to the bed, Bennett was already making out with her his hands running over her back and down to her ass. From what I could see in the dark, he had one eye on me and motioned with his hand to join. I wrapped my arms around her, and him, pulling them together. I heard her moaning as he manipulated her pussy. She didn’t say no. . I continued with the foreplay including kissing her and sucking her nipple but allowing my hands to brush against his ass while I was pretending to stroke her thighs. With him doing most of the work, and me being the supportive coach, touching her but only so that I could make sure my hands were touching him I figured that in some way we were both getting what we wanted. I’d reach down to her belly but in truth it was so I could feel his cock that was fully hard and humping the back of my hand from time to time leaving his thick pre-cum streaks there between my fingers. I brought my hand to my mouth and licked his sweetness from my fingers and hand. This aroused me more and I wanted to take his load so badly. I knew he would taste good. Finally he entered her and I got a fantastic view of his cock entering her as I swung around and she made a feeble attempt to suck my cock. , At one point, after she had given up on providing lousy head and as he was fucking Casey I felt him reach down and grab my hard cock and squeeze it several times and I in return allowed it to throb in his hand as he released it. I heard him chuckle. He thought he was getting away with this act because it was dark in the room, that I wouldn’t know it was him. I know a mans touch, something he probably didn’t consider. “You need to swap with me man.” Before I could come up with anything and politely decline, Casey said, “No, don’t stop, I’m so close.” The bitch helped save my face or I’d have had to loose my virginity to a woman for the first time. I would have fucked her, but only because I knew Bennett would be watching. Then I witnessed her orgasm, which frankly seemed theatrical to me, lacking the animal I come to look for signaling true pleasure, abandon and release. It seemed practiced to me. Then Bennett drove his hips hard and grunted and drool escaped his lower lip landing on my forearm across her mid-section. I pulled back and licked his spit off my arm while he was focused on his spasming cock. To me, I was only trying to savor as much of him as I could. Moments later as the three of us lay side by side again I felt a hand on my face in the darkness, I knew it was his hand again. I felt two fingers brush my lips and I parted them and then both fingers went into my mouth deeply and I openly and liberally sucked on his fingers. I licked and sucked them like I would a cock. He began to chuckle and as he rolled on top of Casey as if pretending to hump her, he leaned his head over into my right ear and whispered, “you just licked my cum and her pussy juice off your fingers man.” At first I was like any other homo thinking that was just nasty.. but came to realize the taste in my mouth was much more predominant of a mans seed than anything else. I knew that familiar taste. Problem was, for me, it wasn’t enough. Casey left the hotel shortly afterwards begging that she had to be at her parents early. In the morning Bennett had other ideas. “We have Gary’s car, lets take advantage of it and cruise Central Ave. We put on our jeans, and jumped in the car letting the Arizona sun shine down through the t-tops onto our bare torso’s. We talked about the night before, how hot he thought it was that I would help him out so he could get laid but felt bad that I didn’t get “any”. I told him it was cool; I’d get my chance sometime soon. We spent the day driving around, stopped by a few bars and went back to the hotel with full intentions of going back out that night. We’d stopped off at a shopping center and each bought a new shirt. We both showered and since we’d seen each other naked the night before, and I figured since we’d seen everything short f each other taking a shit, I didn’t bother worrying about being naked in front of him. It was a good thing as I noticed he seemed to enjoy seeing me that way. He made no comment about it, other than he thought I had an impressive prick. I told him it was a real ass splitter. “Ass spliter? You fuck chicks in the ass before?” “No man, just saying is all….” He grabbed a joint and I sat down on the end of his bed. He passed it to me and after a few drags he said, “you ever fuck around with a guy before?” “Why?” “I don’t know, just a question.” “have you?” I asked. “No, but after last night, I think it wouldn’t be too far off, I mean, that was my first 3 way, and not sure I’d tell anyone it was with another guy. But it was cool wasn’t it?” I smiled, passing him the joint and said, “yea, and you feeding me your cum wasn’t anything we should brag about either.” He laughed. “Fuck, I have to tell you, the way you were sucking my fingers I had mixed feelings.” “What do you mean?” I pushed on. “I mean, it was sexy, it felt hot, but at the same time I was just trying to be nasty and when it was done, I felt kind of turned on by it making a dude eat my jizz.” I told him if it had been anyone else I would have decked them and patted him on the back, letting my hand fall short of he boxer clad ass on the bed, close enough that he could feel it there. By this point my cock began to stir. I didn’t try to hide it from him. “Man, you’re making me horny with all this talk.” “Me too.” he said and pulled his cock and balls out of the front opening in his boxers. It stood tall and there was precum forming in his piss slit. “You want to try it?” he asked. “What?” “You know, getting it on with me?” I played the part, “I don’t know man, it isn’t something I thought about.” “Come on man, we nearly did last night, or could have. We’ve jacked-off together, and even after last night..” he hesitatd…” and we’re still cool today with each other, aren’t we? Are we cool?” I looked at the floor and back at him passing the joint again, “ya man, sure, we’re cool, but I don’t want you pulling any shit on me like you did Gary.” He laughed. “Fuck man, he’s gross, and besides, I can fuck with him because he has nothing on me.. in this case I’d have no room to say anything since I participated”. I let him take on the role of the party doing all the convincing. This was more than I could have asked for. I stood up and grabbed another joint from the bag on the night stand and lighted it, my cock stiffening in front of his eyes. “Fuck, see you’re as bonded up as I am over the thought of it.” “Okay fucker, let’s try it.” I said, acting as unconvinced as possible. I lay down on the bed next to him and he says, “you need to suck my cock.” I asked why I had to suck him and not the other way around. “Come on man, just do it, you tasted it already last night, and you need to give me time.” I went down on him, I acted as unskilled as was possible but my instincts took over and soon I was deep throating him, tasting his salty precum relishing in the 19 year old’s taste, knowing, hoping how good the final reward was going to taste. He grabbed the back of my head and was commenting on how great it felt, that he never knew how good it could feel to have another dude sucking his cock. I took my mouth off and swung around, presenting my own cock to him. “okay, shut up and suck my cock too, you’re making me nervous” I told him thinking he wouldn’t want me to stop now. We began to 69 each other. This made him turn on his side and expose his ass. I put my hands back around his waste and felt of his ass and gently guided him into a slow fucking motion. He picked it up quickly, sliding his hard cock in and out of my mouth leaving his precum from my lips to the back of my throat. His bush was against my chin and I watched his balls rise and fall as he mashed them into my nose and eyes. I began to slowly fuck his mouth too, although he kept one hand on it so I couldn’t sink it in his throat. I didn’t mind. I was getting my prize that I’d worked for and manipulated my way through for the past 7 months. I ran my hands over his ass some more and focused on it, and it was so fucking fine. Smooth, muscular and as he probed my throat with his cock, I felt his ass flex. I spit on my finger and began to gently touch him there, right in the center of his virgin fuckhole. He jumped at first and I massaged it allowing him to see I wasn’t going to stick my finger in it. “Oh fuck man, that feels weird.” I took his cock out of my mouth, “but does it feel good?” I asked. “Ya, it does.” “Want me to lick it man?” I asked. “I dunno dude, the blow job feels good.” “Well, if were going to try it, I want to try to lick your hole too, see if it’s like a pussy.” That got his attention. “Okay he said and flopped over on his belly in a quick turn. As he did he reached up and took a drink and lights another joint. Smoking his joint, I went back down and spread his ass cheeks to reveal his beautiful untouched and perfect pink pucker. I pulled his hips up so his ass was up in the air, face level so I could truly enjoy him. I rested my hands on his ass spreading his mounds and stuck my tongue directly onto his hole. I licked it gently, produced spit and forced it out and into his hole. I sucked on his hole gently. I licked and ticked it, and I felt it begin to relax. I felt his tightness give way to swollen lips to him pushing outward as I suckled him and to quivering anticipation. He was getting relaxed. It is no exaggeration to say that I spent over an hour lapping at his hole. That between us we smoked more weed than usual. That he was opened enough to allow my tongue entry and he was loving it, moving his hips gyrating, allowing his head to rise and fall back into mattress. I needed him to be comfortable, I needed him to enjoy it. He moaned and commented on how awesome it felt, that he’d never imagined anything like it. I told him at one point that if he’d let me do this for as long as I wanted, I would swallow his cum load and that he was under no obligation to swallow mine if he didn’t’ want to. The bargaining continued. He agreed saying, “sounds like a one-sided deal, but you got it!” I was playing on his personality. He was selfish in many ways, but used to my advantage it was a masterful weapon. I turned him over on his back and placed his ass on the edge of the mattress. I rolled his knees back up to his chest and I said, “fuck yea, looks like a pussy needing attention to me.” He chucked and said, “eat that dirty tight pussy fucker.” I dove in some more and after a bit I rose up to lean over him asking him to give me a hit of another joint, he reached over his head to relight one and as I leaned into him, I aimed my cock head for his hole. He was taken by surprise as the head of my cock rested against his wet swollen as lips. “Yo man.. wow.. that felt weird.” “What?” I asked, “your cock tried popping my hole, be careful.” He held the joint to my lips at first and I took a drag and allowed my cock to trob in place. He felt it and wiggled his hips.. “damn that thing has a mind of its own.” He took the joint to his lips. He motioned me forward again holding the smoke in his mouth, he grabbed the back of my neck and put his mouth to mine. I opened my mouth and he exhaled the smoke from his lungs into mine. I inhaled deeply. I had never had this done before. “Fuck what was that?” “What you think I was gonna kiss you?” he laughed. “It’s called a shot gun man, a rush huh?” he asked. “Yea, do it again.” He inhaled on the joint, I leaned forward, again being sure my drooling piss slit was pressed against his hole. I opened my mouth, he opened his and exhaled. I inhaled, and was immediately rewarded with his tongue exploring my mouth. We pressed into each other, openly kissing and holding each other. As he pulled back and I looked in his eyes glazed he asked if I was feeling good. “Not completely, no, not really I think we need to go one step further.” Through his coughing his ass ring opened and closed on the tip of my cock, “Try what?” he bolted back. “Well, sex with a dude includes fucking right? I didn’t get to fuck last night it’s only fair.” He smiled, “you fucker, you’re messing with me”. “Look, “ I said, “I’ll be careful and if it hurts I’ll stop or we’ll figure out how this should work, but you’re the one who got us here, and if you want me to finish sucking you off, you need to let me at least try.” “On one condition,” his wheels were turning again and I sensed some form of negotiation was about to play out, yet again. “I let you fuck me in the ass, you have to swallow my cum and if I need head from now on, you’ll give me head.” I didn’t have to think too long on that, but had to continue the game with him. “Whenever you want it?” I said. “yup”. “No one can know about it I replied and you can’t hang it over my head and you have to let me fuck you now and cum in your ass.” “Okay, you win.” He said. With that we had a few more preliminary acts of eating his hole some more, leaning into him and openly kissing him and finding that my cock was hurting him. I had him to get on all fours and this seemed to be better for him. I told him to put his shoulders down on the mattress and he obeyed. He began stroking his cock, which I had to tell him to stop or I wouldn’t be able to blow him good and proper after I fucked him. He seemed to like that reminder and stopped touching himself, his cock was fully erect, and drooling on the sheets below him as I finally sank my full length into his virgin ass. From time to time I’d gather up his precum as I fucked him and eat it or rub it on my cock or his ass. His head rose up from the bed and his face contorted, sweat began to form on his forehead and he shook his head side to side. “mother fucker, that stings” he said. “I need more weed or something dude, fuck!” I slowly pulled back and slowly moved forward being sure to leave the majority of my cock in his hole. It was tight and warm. Gradually his breathing became steady and he was accepting me more and more. I pulled out further, looking down to see blood and small strands of shit along the shaft of my cock. I bore back into him. I put my hands on his shoulders and pulled him back onto me, he seemed to get the idea and then began to fuck himself on my cock. I stood still as he plowed his asshole onto the girth of my hard on. He rode my cock forcing himself to take it. I had been leaking my own precum for a while now, and his ass was getting slicker. “Fuck man, it feels good… fuck I can’t believe this, oh fuck yes… “ I pulled his cheeks apart, marveling at the beauty of his muscled ass and his body working itself back and forth on my cock. My balls were rising in my sack, and new this was the moment. “I’m going to cum Bennett. I’m going to cum in your ass.” “Oh man, that is fuckn nasty.” He replied. “No man, it’s fuckn beautiful.” I replied and pulling his hips hard against me driving my cock as deep as it would go, his head rising up again toward the ceiling, I unloaded 2 days worth of cum into my buddies virgin hole. “Fuckn outrageous man, I can feel it, I can feel your cum in me.. awe dude.” I emptied my balls into his ass and stayed motionless for a moment until he slowly removed himself from my cock. Looking over his shoulder he could only see my wet cock. The shit and blood had been replaced by my cum and his ass juices coating my cock. He reached back, squeezed the last drops out onto his hand and tasted my cum. “phew.. that shit is like frosting.” Laughing laying back on the bed, he spread his legs. I could see his moist hole from that angle and it was no longer pink and small, but ruby red with beautiful ass lips, he grabbed his hard cock and said, “okay man, my turn to blow my wad.” I wasted no time crawling over him lowering my mouth over his hard cock, licking his balls and tasting him. I ran my tongue under his balls and he raised his hips.. “fuck man, lick out my hole some more.” I did as he suggested, tasting his freshly fucked asshole and my own cum. I ran my hands up his hips and cupped his ass before finally deep throating his cock again. I reached up between his ass checks and inserted two fingers in his freshly fucked hole and massaged his prostate feeling my own cum swirl around in his hole. “Oh fuck… what the fuck…” he said. He held my head down over his cock and fucked my face furiously. He held off for a short while, but then pushing my head to one side, he watched his cock going in and out of my mouth, “fuck that’s turning me on man, I’m going to cum down your throat if you don’t’ stop, you still want to eat my cum?’ I moaned an approving yes and pressed my fingers against his prostate and then he began to throb in my mouth, I felt the thick underlying tube of his shaft pulse at least 7 times in unison with his hole sucking and collapsing on my inserted fingers and I finally tasted his jizz, thick, sweet and more than a mouth full. Bennett and I remained friends for over 4 years until he was sent to Korea. We continued our game, playing one another from time to time. We moved off base but he moved in with Gary. I moved into a 3 bedroom with Roger and Terry, two guys Bennett hung out with as they were all into muscle cars. Gary had more money and could afford a place with less roommates and a nice car. It was obvious to me anyway why Bennett moved in with Gary and he always swore he never got it on with him but just used him for what he could offer. I believed him. He would call me on some nights and offer to take me to dinner. We’d go for steak and we’d always end up back at his house after he’d banished Gary to his room. I’d suck his cock always eating his load, and he let me fuck him up the ass depositing mine. He couldn’t explain it to me, how he liked fucking woman, that he loved my blowjobs when he was “in need”, but how he especially loved being fucked in the ass. He thought maybe it was because from time to time he felt he needed to be controlled and that was the closest he’d come to feeling that way. I saw Bennett years later after we both had been discharged when we were in our late 20’s. He’d just gotten divorced. He moved in with me for a short period of about 9 months. He was still a player and couldn’t play me like he did others. I fucked him a few times then, but for me those games were past and I was onto new things. He’d progressed into swallowing loads but only from guys he “knew.