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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.

Mine. Hope guys like it?

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.

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.

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

Bobby paused and Siad "sure lets fuck in Dad's bed." Jackson wasn't nearly as high as we were but he seemed very exited and horny. He led the way. Their dad's room was in the back and had a sliding glass door that led to a patio with some chairs in the back yard. there was an bathrooom with a large tub and the bed was king sized. A huge tv faced the bed on a dresser and there was a a laundry basket full of mostly underwear and workout gear. Jackson dumped the laundry out on the bed and grabbed a jockstrap. He put it up to his mouth and took a deep breath. "wear this" he said. "Then it will be like dad and you fucking me at the same time" "fuck when did you get so nasty bro?" "I don't knowIve never been interested in guys but when you came in smelling like dads old jocks it turned me on like crazy. Now all I can think about is fucking dudes like you and dad like a dirty fucking whore" Bobby slipped on the jockstrap and grabbed his brother and threw him on top of the dirty underwear. He pulled jackson on his back and lined up his dick with his slicked up cum hole. Grabbing a dirty jock that looked like it had some piss stains on it he shoved it into his brothers face richt as he thrust his huge uncut dick into his bothers hole. "Fuck yeaH i want a bunch of guys to seed your hole! i want to see you drink piss and eat hairy ass and take all the dick you can. slam you up and make you a no limits whore. And I fucking wish we could get dad to fuck you" Jacksons eyes were wild and he screeamed as bobby roughly fucked his hole. "fuck year make me a fucking pig whore! Ill do anything you say bro!" Bobby spit in Jacksons mouth and face then licked a glob of spit off of jacksons face into his mourth. "and little bro I want to poz you guy and give you toxic loads." Jackson sucked on his tongue and moaned a muffled "yes" I watched and jerked myself but I had just cum and wanted them to have a little brother bonding time. I decided to set up the tv for porn and i pulled up some guys on NKP that I knew loved incest and bareback and piss. We had to go back to the clinic on saturday which was tomorrow so we should make sure jackson got fucked by some hairy toxic guys before then. I pulled on a pair of his dad's dirty tidy whiteys. I was definetly going to enjoy these two pigs tonight. After I set up the tv playing some TIM raunchy pig porn i opened up the top dresser drawer. It was filled with jockstraps lube poppers a pipe and a large baggy. Holy fuck it seemed like their dad was wilder than they knew. Bobby was still ponding increasing tempo. It was impressive seeing Jackson go from straight virgin to fuck toy. "Take my fucking toxic load You fucking whore!" Bobby screamed and he started cumming driving cum deep into his brother. "Yes fucking give me your aids dick daddybro!" jackson screamed back. Fuck I was going to need a turn soon. As bobby petered out he pulled his dick out of his brothers swolled ass with an audable "pop" bobby turned on his hands and knees to start sucking his. I went over to help kissing jackson as we licked all over his brothers cummy cock . "im gonna piss" I grabbed jacks ons back of his head and held him in places as the piss started cumming. "Drink it all slut" as he struggled to choke it down. He got most of itwith only a little dribbiling out if his mouth down his chin and onto his dads dirty undies. " I've got a few guys lined up to come over to fuck you dudes but I think there is also a way for you to get to fuck your dad at the clinic tomorrow" I said and then kissed jackson deep on his tina piss mouth. Yeah we were gonna have a lot of fun! To be continued

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

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]

I was strung out and full of regret. I had made the mistake of going out with friends, getting a little high and hitting the local bathouse "Club X" which had a slightly seedier reputation than our other one "the locker room". I met a hot hairy daddy, partied a little and ended up letting him and a few other guys bareback me until I was stretched out and full of cum. Technically any other guys. OK and also maybe I drank some piss too. I had only meant to get a blowjob or maybe fuck a hot guy. And eat a little ass too. Bareback was never on the menu until I partied just a tiny bit then I became a dirty slut pig who fucks with anyone. Thats how I wound up at the std clinic full of shame. There was one other guy in the waiting room with me who also looked strung out and shifty. He was a year or two older than me latino guy with a scruffy light beard in sweatpants a t shirt and flip flops definetely loooked like he had had just as much fun as me. I wonder if he barebacked too? I guese I still had a little piggy in me. The nurse an older guy with a grey beard but fit called me back andput me in a room with two big chairs that you could rest back and stuff and told me to wait for the doctor. The doctor came in and he was hot as fuck, hairy everywhere thick muscles light beard tan skin with blue eyes. "I guess you had a little too much fun last night" He said. "Yeah I just need some tests and meds and Ill go". "No Im the doctor and I will tell you what to do , first take off your pants underwear and shirt and put on this gown" Fuck! I had forgotten I was still wearing my nasty pig yellow jock already stained with piss and cum. "I'm not sure I want to" " I need to give you IV theres some nasy bugs going around so you have to be in proper attire" That didnt sound totally legit but he was the doctor. I took of my clothes and he put them in a plastic bag. "Underwear too." I gave it to him. I looked me straight in the eye took a big sniff of them and then put them in his back pocket. Holy fuck! he gave me a paper gown to wear that was completely open in the back and only came down to my balls in the front and put me in the chair. He started and IV and then plugged it into a saline bag and a connected pale yellow bag that had some vitamins and stuff in it to make me feel better. Then he left me. I did start to feel better. ANd that made me feel hornier. This doctor seemed like a perve so I was down for wherever this was going. The nurse opened the door andled the other young guy into the room. "Sorry you have to share this room. Take off your clothes and get into this gown. " The guy looked embarrased but pulled off his shirt. When he pulled down pus pants i could see an "addicted" jockstrap black yellow that he tried to cover. "Underwear too, We will need to do piss test and a full exam". He glanced reluctantly at me and pulled them off. The nurse put his clothes in a plastic bag again except for the jock which went in his pocket. The paper gown looked even tighter on him and did nothing to cover his ass which was pretty red as if it had been slapped alot. The nurse fixed his IV and went out with both our clothes. As we got hydrated we both started to be more relaxed. "Did you hit the Locker Room last night" The other guy asked. "No Club X" "too bad the locker room was so nasty last night, if you like bareback" "Fuck yeah but club X has more piss". Guess we were both loosening up. " Maybe we can hangout and see who has the nastiest stores" What the hell I was verse and this bottom slut looked hot."Names Bob" "I'm luke" Plus we were both getting checked for stds so it would be safe, safeish, whatever. "Sounds fun." After the IV i was feeling real good and also like i had to piss bad but trying not to show it. The Bob was jiggling his leg making his cock bounce (semi hard) indicating that he had to piss too. The nurse came back in with two small cups. He unhooked our IV's "OK boys time for your piss test." " I don't think i can piss with an audience" Bob said. "OK Luke can you help us then. You hold the piss cup" "OK" This was weird but I felt much better and hornier. Bob got up and put his dick in the cup I was holding. The nurse came around the side and took bobs dick in one hand. "Ok now just relack and let loose when I tell you" Then he immediatly shoved two fingers deep in bobs ass. Piss shot out hard into the cup which filled up in a a few seconds. the nurse pointed Bobs dick straight at my face and said "dont drop that cup." I opened my mouth and started slurping down the hot piss that was going everywear. finally I just put my mouth over Bobs (uncut i just noticed) semi hard piss fountain and drank. Bob had definely been partying hard and it tasted rank i could barely swallow it all but I was trying. Fuck this was nasty! and Hot! "Ok bob your turn" . Bob grabbed the cup and smiled and opened his mouth. The nurse put his to fingers up my ass and didnt hit my prostate but must have known exactly where my bladder was cause I started pissing like crazy. Bob filled the cup and then sucked down maybe a gallon of my piss. I had been coming down but with Bobs piss and the IV if was fluing and feeling great! Bob started sucking my cock his pupils wide. "None of that" said the nurse and lightly slapped him. "The doctor needs to give you your injection and examine you. He made us get on our hands and knees in the wide chairs so our asses were wide and gaping into the middle of the room and left. "I wish you wouldt have stopped. "I'm so fucking horny but I guess these perverts have a protocol" "I winked at Bob" Hopefully it ends with us getting fucked like whores" "Fuck yeah" "Ive got loads of cum in my ass right now" I couldnt resist I got out of possition and started licking bobs sweet cumhole. Fuck he was loaded from the club last night. "Up on the chair I will get you wet for the doctor too" He went to town on my ass. I was so happy to be full of those cum loads cause Bob loved it." The doctor and nurse came back. He had a big srynge and needle. I had never pointed before but whatever the doctor said? Unfortunately it when in Bobs asscheck, and then mine. So not drugs. It hurt but also made me feel warm and horny. " Boys I have taken the liberty of enrollling you in an experimental program since you were both such sluts. This is a genetically engineered form of HIV that while it will make you a carrier will also make you immune to most STDs The more STDS you expose yourself to in the next few months the more immune you will get. So you need to get fucked by strangers as often as possible. It does have a few side effects, it may make you hornier, it will increase your sperm production, family members may become more attracted to you so maybe avoid family functions. Or whatever." "Have you taken it" "Of course" the nurse and doctor both pulled out huge dripping cocKs "In fact me and my dad are going to break you in so that you start the day full of cum" To be continued..

I'm travelling in Vietnam and on my first night in Ho Chi Minh City a handsome local guy came to my hotel and fucked a load deep inside me. we didn't talk at all, just spit on his dick and he pushed it in. Hoping to get some more during my trip🤤

"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!

I try not to let any come out of my hole. I want to absorb it all.

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!🤷‍♂️

Same. There wasn't some magical threshold when the pain stopped and bliss began: it just hurt like hell the entire time and left me very sore the next day. The entire experience made me feel degraded, but in a way my young self could never have really understood, the degradation itself became a thrill that I would actively seek out.

As I've mentioned in other posts, I lost my cherry at 14 to my 16 year old best friend who lived next door. After first getting me to play with his cock and suck him to completion, he spent a few weeks getting me accustomed to the idea of being fucked: eating my ass, fingering me, and dry humping my crack. The first few times he actually tried to penetrate me, he went too hard and fast (no surprise) and I made him stop. Eventually, he made me take a few shots of his dad's whiskey, lubed his cock and my ass up with KY, and shoved his thick cock all the way up my butt. I think he probably wanted to be gentle but being 16 he went hard and fast, ignoring my yips of pain and blowing his load in a few minutes while I cried face down into the pillow. I went home with a sore leaking ass, feeling very weird about everything; but in a day or two, I was back over at his house getting fucked again in the basement playroom. He fucked me regularly for the remainder of summer vacation and though it became less painful with time, I never found the act itself pleasurable. Yet, at that impressionable age, my brain began associating my partner's need to penetrate me with my basic sexual identity, so that even the pain was intrinsic to sexual play and desire. To this day, though I have often topped (on request), my sexual self-concept is very much as a willing hole to be penetrated.

It was a cold winter’s night and I had invited this older guy over. I had only tried bottoming once before and stupidly I did not use lube. It was so painful. This time I was prepared. When he entered the bedroom I got straight to work devouring his cock and balls. He wasn’t very thick and average length. He put me on my back and slowly entered my well-greased hole. Holy fucking shit! This was not like the last time!! As he slid in and out I felt an electric charge race through my body. I was in ecstasy. I could see stars and I never wanted this to end. His breathing increased and his thrusts became deeper, faster. He looks me deep in my eyes and yells at the top of his lungs, “fuck! I’m coming!” He came so much I was leaking everywhere. As he pulled out, he scooped me up in his arms and we kissed for the longest time. This was a regular thing for us until he moved out-of-state a few months ago. He will always hold a special spot in my heart!

I have talked about my first time in other posts so will stick to the pain factor. I was 25 at the time so not a kid. The guy who broke me in was around 35 and experienced. He was also a nice guy and very attractive so that helped. He knew that I had never done anything gay before. The only lube we used was saliva, his and mine. He used his slicked up fingers to to prep my hole and then I sucked his cock to get it nice and wet. He positioned me on my back and when he first tried to enter me it hurt so he stopped. He told me to relax and push back against him. He kissed me while he pressed into me and there was a slight bit of discomfort until he opened up my anal ring and then sheer bliss as his cock entered balls deep and pressed against my prostate. I didn't know there was such a thing as prostate orgasms at the time but I did know something very enjoyable was happening. We fucked twice before I left to rejoin my GF. I was a little sore the next day, not real painful but just enough to remind me of what I had just done, more erotic than anything. The psychological pain was the worst, I had always considered myself 100% straight until that life changing afternoon. I came to terms with it and knew I wanted more. And it wasn't long before I got more. A trucker I knew sightly fucked me in his sleeper cab which turned into a regular thing. A couple of years later I topped a guy a few years younger than me and that was my path forwards. I do not think I would enjoy topping nearly as much as I do if I had not started as a bottom. In retrospect, my first time taking dick was perfect, a blend of pain and pleasure, with exactly the right guy. If it would have been overly painful, or if he had acted like I was just a disgusting faggot I would have probably turned my back on gay sex forever. What a waste that would have been considering how much I have enjoyed my gay side over the years.

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

This is such a hot story, thanks for sharing. There's something super special about getting fucked by totally straight guys who are so desperate that they're willing to ignore the fact you're a guy because they so desperately need a warm hole to fuck. It makes me feel like nothing more than a human fleshlight and I treasure their straight seed inside my guts the same as you do ❤️

Hot story.. Love poz cumdumps

The doctor slammed his cock straight into my ass up to the hilt. It would have hurt like crazy but I was getting a high starting from Bobs tina piss that I had just sucked down and my ass was open from last nights festivities. I moaned and thrust back instead wanting more raw dick. "Does this mean I'm poz now?" " yes but you probably were before you need to get this strain and as many more as you can. It will make you feel stronger and hornier, you might end up topping." "i'm verse actually" he chuckled "sure you are slut". Bob was taking the older nurses (who was also the doctors dad i guess?) cock like a champ. His hole was getting real churned up from last nights loads. All the sudden the nurses eyes rolled back and he gave a great growl/moan sound that I had never heard before and started shooting stream after stream of cum into his ass. bob cried "yeah fucking poz me up!" The Doc also gave a great gutteral growl and started filling my ass with more cum than I had ever had. It gave me shivers and grabbed my cheeks to spread them wider so he could get it deeper. "Ok boys clean us up and you are done." i turned around and started cleaning the cum off his dick while Bob did the same with the nurse. We switched off a time or two so we could share a little of each others ass and cum taste on their dicks. I was a little disappointed it didn't last longer but I figured they were still technically at work . Without warning the doc started pissing in my mouth. I gulped and swallowed as much as I could but the paper gown was pretty wet with piss. The nurse let loose a stream for Bob and he pulled off his gown completely and let it wet all over him as he took great gulps. "Ok thats it. heres your clothes and out the side door."They accidently gave me Bobs cummy stained addicted jock and him my nasty pig jock but he grinned at me and pulled it on. I grinned back and did the same. They barely let us get our sweatpants and shoes on before they unceremoniasly shoved us out the side door and into the alley. " Come back on Saturday at 7pm for a checkup and a little party" The doctor said and winked at me. At least there was something to look forward too. "Fuck that was hot" said Bob as he pulled on his shirt and adjusted his sweats. He put his hand down the back into his ass crack " I'm fucking leaking cum its going to leave a wet spot." "here let me help" I volunteered eagerly. I pushed him behind the dumpster and pulled his pants down just below his butt. Cum was dribbling out his hairy ass crack. I spread his cheeks and put my tongue all the way up to his gaping hole. "Dont eat it all i wan some for later" he said. "mmmmHmmmm" I moaned as I licked as much as I could out. When he wasn't leaking anymore I stood up and kissed him with a fat load. He shoved his hungry tongue back in my mouth with a vengance. "My turn" He said and proceeded to turn me around and lick my loads out grunting slightly as he did. The alley wasn't that hidden and it was 10am in the morning still. A few guys passed but they must have been going to the clinic because they just gave a little laugh as they walked past. "I think we should go now" I said. Kinda sad it was done. " Bob looked up from my ass with a mouth full of cum and said, " do you want to go to my place? I got some more party supplies and some p***ts. " "Ok Doc did say that we needed to get as many strains as possible and I feel real horny maybe we could invite some guys over, real nasty ones." " fuck yeah!" I could tell me and Bob were going to be good friends. "Just one problem we will have to be a little quiet because my 19year old brother is at the house." To be continued.....

For you, LeatherScorpionFF... Next time, i hope that you'll be the one puffing up my cunt lips!!

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.

Because only Trump or Biden will be the next president. If you think Biden is any better than Trump, AT ALL, then you should vote for him. If you think Trump is better, by all means, vote for the fascist. If you see no difference between the two, then by all means, throw your vote away on someone who can't win, and then prepare for four years of people telling you "Shut the fuck up about anything governmental or political because you had a chance to affect the outcome, and you threw it in the trash."

That's what's striking to me in retrospect, how painful my first time was and yet how I returned for more almost immediately. The whole experience was just so intense, it's as if I needed to keep reliving it, pain and all

Well, if you believe in attempting to overthrow the Government, invalidating elections, raping women, cheating every service-provider you do business with, cozying up to every dictator he can find, has what it takes to be a 'fantastic' President, shirking his duty to Serve when called, claiming 'bone-spurs", then yeah. For me, not so much.

God damn that was hot!

I did manage to both breed and get bred once each after a long frustrating night at the bathhouse here in Portland last night. I bred a freshly loaded cute small Latino, that I have always thought of as a twink but he has recently let his hair go gray which looks really good on him. He was bent over a bench in the group play space getting fucked and obviously bred when I found him, unlike the typical bottom he didn't immediately jump up to go shower after getting bred, so I asked him if he wanted another and enjoyed the treat of sliding into his loose cummy hole. I've probably been fucking him when I see him at the tubs as long as I've lived here and he is always a really good fuck, last night fucking his talented hole was like fucking a warm wet slippery, cum scented, gripping and pulsing velvet sleeve. About 4 hours later I finally got fucked and bred myself, I was in the sling in the other group play area when a young cubby type guy came through the curtain with his towel over his shoulder, a nice rock hard cock, and got a huge grin on his face when he saw me. He went immediately to my hole, spit on his cock and shoved it in, as soon as he was sure I could take it he started pounding. He quickly acted like he was getting close and the slipped out, but let me guide him back into me, and did it 2 more times before he told me you feel so good that you made me cum too fast. I reached down and found his cum was almost pouring out of my hole. I'm not sure how many loads he bred me with, but I'm still farting his cum almost 12 hours later. I stayed another hour, unfortunately only observed some comical extremely anti-sexually behavior. I may post a rant about that in another post.

About 2 hours ago, I'm working a night shift, and having a nose one a few sites (Grindr etc....) when I get a message from a faceless profile saying hello. Normally, I ignore, but I clicked on it and saw the distance.... Less than 50 metres away. I reply being polite, and say the guys close. He says he's new, married, but wants to fuck a guy. I semi-joke saying "come over then" and he replies asking for the address. 7 minutes later I'm kneeling in a garage sucking his cock, before being bent over and fucked. No names, barely any talking, just sex. He shoots fairly quickly deep inside, and then makes his excuses to leave. I don't care, cum is what I was after.

This. I know these forums are supposed to be hot and folks get off on fantasy, but these questions of "should [x]" I'm never a fan of because there's no correct answer, do what makes you horny and just have fun. Even a cum dump session, which is ostensibly about the tops, you're choosing to host because you enjoy being the dump. Do what makes you randy.

He pulls out, and I suddenly fully understand the feeling of emptiness. I so badly need his cock inside of me. I want to beg for it but then he orders me to turn around. I even get more excited when I lay on my back and see his beautiful blue eyes smile a smile that has so much viciousness in it, I can hardly believe he is the boy I have known half his life. He forcefully rams his cock inside and all I can feel is bliss. I smile at him gratefully upon which he smacks me in my face. Hard. And he resumes his rhythmical fucking. He spits in my face, one, two three times. I want to be your whore, Mark, I hear myself say. Another smack. Suddenly without saying a word he pulls out his cock and straddles me. I think he is going to come in my mouth, but a stillness takes over in him and then I realise he is going to piss in my mouth and he does. I immediately make it my task to make sure not a drop is spilled and I drink it, suck it out of his cock like an underfed baby grasping for milk. Thank you, I say after the stream finishes. He brings his face close to mine. Spits in it again and says, this time not even smiling: you are such a disgusting pig, Kyle. He means it. He turns around and puts his ass on my face again with the full weight of his body behind it while slowly rubbing it up and down. I lick it eat it devour it while at the same time struggling to breath. Every fucking second since this thing started I have been in heaven. I sense him being on his phone. After a few minutes he jumps off me and for the first time it seems like the ‘old’ Mark is back. Are you enjoying yourself? He asks Oh man, I… it’s… fuck…, is all I can answer. Good, he smiles, turn over. I do as I am told craving his cock in my ass, but I am not getting it. He walks into the bathroom and from there into the laundry room where I hear him moving shit. He is looking for something. Then he moves back into the bathroom and I hear him get something out of the white metal cabinet. He comes back into the bedroom. He sits on my back and when I want to look around he hits me in my face again. Remember you’re my bitch, and you do what you’re told. He says. He takes one of my ankles and pulls it to the side of the bed. I feel something surrounding it and realise it’s one of the green tie wraps from the laundry room which he connects to the metal frame of the bed. He does the same with the left leg. And I don’t know why but I get so fucking turned in by this. And then he starts fucking me again. Without even touching me, my legs spread pretty wide across the king size bed. I hear him panting, he must be close, but then the doorbell rings. He pulls out and walks away. And leaves me. Again. Very very empty. The fact that the high slowly starts to fade also makes me worried about someone else arriving. I hear him opening the door and he softly talks with someone while he walks into the living room. They whisper for a while. And I hear Mark laugh. He comes back into the bedroom. I see he has put in some boxers and a T-shirt. I wonder who the other guy is. He gets the Singapore airlines mask that’s next to my bed and puts that over my eyes. Don’t fucking touch it, he says and goes back to the living room. I hear them mumbling again, hear them doing something. Then they both come into the bedroom. That’s fucking hot, I hear a voice I don’t recognise say. I hear him take his clothes off and then he sits on my back, grabs my wrist and twists my arm on my back. It hurts and slowly losing my high and it being a stranger it’s suddenly less exciting. He ties something around my bicep, and when he says: in your own interest you better lie very fucking still right now, I realise what is about to happen. Oh mate, no, I am sorry, I say, I don’t think I am up for that. But he jerks my arm even more to the back and hisses: lie very fucking still I said. Hold his wrist, he tells Mark and I feel his cold clammy wrist grabbing a hold of mine and I lie there frozen. There is not a fuck I can do I realise as I feel the needle entering a vein. Everybody seems to hold their breaths. It feels like minutes pass. And suddenly there is movement, the needle leaves my arm, the tourniquet is removed, but I feel nothing. I just hear the guy say to Mark: put it around your arm. I hear Mark giggle nervously when it hits me. Oh fuck, I say. Fuck. Fuck and then I can’t breath. My upper body lifts from the bed and fear overcomes me. I can’t breath and then suddenly my lungs get so restricted I have to cough. But cough like I never coughed before. Oh no, this is hell I think, coughing, grasping for air. But then something else hits me. Electricity. A jolt. And my whole body jerks violently. A whole new dimension of, yeah what, horniness? No it’s way beyond horny and my ass sticks up in the air by itself, craving, literally craving to be fucked, to be ripped open, to be anyone’s ass. I’m totally at loss for words and then I hear the guy say: lie fucking still. And I realise he is busy shooting up Mark.

Had an older man empty his cumfilled condom in my mouth once. "Made" me swallow the contents... I obeyed, of course. Felt so slutty - just wonderful!

Fantastic twisted mind, and written beautifully...

Oh yes. I`d love to get knocked up the same way.

Not me but it is a goal to have my hole be like this eventually. [think before following links] https://twitter.com/ffinalffantasy/status/1727722790642470925?s=20 Here is my own personal progress though

I’ve considered myself straight and have liked girls most of my life. I’ve never been attracted to men. However, I’ve always found bareback gay porn EXTREMELY arousing and I have always imagined myself as the bottom taking loads. It makes no sense. I’ve always wanted to be that bottom in the Treasure Island video and the urge has just grown and grown since school, until I couldn’t take it anymore. After breaking up with my girlfriend and feeling pretty bad, I decided to give into my desire. I ordered PREP and went to a Club Slammer (my first time in a bathhouse). After feeling incredibly awkward for about 20 minutes, I stripped to my jockstrap, went up to the play area, and got in a sling. I’ve fantasized about doing this for years, but just couldn’t resist anymore. It didn’t take more than 5 minutes before this daddy was sliding his cock in. I never could have imagined the pleasure of being fucked bareback. My god, I loved it. After some initial pain I moaning in ecstasy, and was begging for him to shoot his load in my pussy. He did along with another 6 guys. I couldn’t control myself. I was begging for it. Does this mean I’m not straight? This was my first time doing this, but for 1 week all I have been able to think about is getting more loads. Is this normal or am I addicted? I’m craving cocks and cum more than anything now. I’d like a relationship with a woman, but I’m worried it’s too late now. Also, if I’m taking a ton of loads (which I think I’m about to), how reliable is prep? All I want to do is go back and and take more cocks and loads. Please give me your advice. Harper

Definitely a huge turn on. Swollen ass lips means a bottom is experienced and can take the entire length of my dick with no problem. The best feeling is when those swollen lips touch my ball sack and 'milk' the base of my shaft. Standard bottoms can't do all that and just bottom out.

Part One. Brad was in a really good mood. His son was coming home from college. He was going to his mothers for a few days aftuter dropping off his college roommate but, he was going to be home for the rest of the summer. Brad loved his son. He had never met his roommate but Kevin, his son, said that Greg, the roommate, was a great friend and needed a place for the summer. Brad was happy to take him in. If Kevin liked him then Brad would. He was also going to be stepping away from his business for a while. Brad ran a high-end escort service. For the right price he could get you any man or woman you wanted. He sometimes took clients himself. You see Brad was HIV positive and men would pay thousands for Brad to give them the gift. He also did for free when it happened organically. Brad was gay. His marriage had been a disaster that ended in pure bitterness from his ex. The only thing good about it was Kevin. Now they were due any minute. He soon saw Kevin's car and two very tired looking college boys dragging luggage to the house. "Dad." Kevin said as he hugged his father. "Kevin, welcome home." "Dad, this is Greg." Kevin said as an introduction. "Hello sir." Greg added. "No, call me Brad. I hate being called sir or mister." "Okay, Brad it is." Brad shook Greg's hand and noticed something on his breath and on his upper lip. Brad was very perceptive and he knew the smell and look of stale cum when it was there, no matter how faint. He got the vibe right away, Greg is just as gay as he was and Kevin did not know. He was told that they would stop to sleep at a rest stop and Brad knew Greg must have stepped out for a quickie. Greg blushed, he knew what Brad knew. "You guys must be hungry and tired. I have some food in the kitchen then you can wash up and get to sleep." It was pretty late and they had plenty of time. After a couple of days Kevin went to visit his mom and it was Brad and Greg alone. The first day Brad decided to spend it by his pool. It was hot. He put on trunks and some suntan lotion and went to his patio chair. Greg joined him. The two got along real well. Brad wanted to ask the question when they were alone. "So, you are gay like me?" "Yeah. I have known for years." "Why have you never told Kevin?" "As weird as it sounds, it has never come up. Neither of us are partiers, we stick to studies. We both are taking hard core classes and neither of us want to fuck up our grades. So we have spent what little time off we had watching movies and stuff. I know it will not be bad for him to find out. He loves you and cannot stop bragging about you. My family has either died or forced me out so Kevin became the person I just hung out with and we just don't do anything that made coming out a big deal." Brad seemed to be pouring his heart out. "What about you. I know enough to know that you are a gift giver from your tattoos." He had a biohazard and scorpion tat on his chest. Brad laughed, "You don't do anything?" "I never said that, I am too busy most of the time. I still sneak a peak online and hit a gloryhole when I need relief. It is just very rare." Brad looked at Greg, I mean really looked, for the first time. This this, well built young man was beautiful. The attraction was there but would it could it lead anywhere? Brad had rules with sex, no condoms and no pulling out. He was a dominate top and that was that. Would Greg be into this and what would he tell his son. Greg leaned in and kissed Brad. Fuck it, he will think of something. Brad grabbed Greg's hands, "Let's take this to the bedroom." They got there in record time and were naked and making out right away. Greg kissed his way down Brad's body. When he reached Brad's dick he kissed the head then started to suck it. Brad moved into a 69 position and returned the favor. When they were both nice and hard Brad grabbed some lube and rubbed some on his finger. He inserted it into Greg's ass both lubing and priming it up. Brad could tell that this would be his first time taking anything in his ass. Well it was too late now Brad pushed his mushroom head against Greg's virgin hole and pushed himself into it. Greg whimpered as his ass opened and spread to accommodate this invader. Greg looked like he was experiencing a mixture of pain, fear and ecstasy. Brad loved that look on a boy getting his ass roughed up for the first time. He fucked Greg hard. Greg was now moaning. Brad was going to make sure the bug took effect. Because he used so little lube and was in by force more than anything Greg's insides were tearing. Nothing too bad but enough for him to accept the gift of Brad's precious seed and all it's toxicity. Greg was now cumming all over his chest and belly. Brad scooped up all of it and fed it to Greg. "No sperm gets wasted with me." "Yes." "No, no, no yes Daddy." "Yes Daddy. Fuck me Daddy, poz me Daddy, make me your poz cum slut Daddy." With that Brad could take no more. He shot a load right into Greg's ass. "I am not done yet." "Daddy, please give me more." "Of course baby. Daddy loves to share his seed with the willing." Brad pumped more into Greg. This continued until Brad had nothing left. He inserted a specially made butt plug to keep in as much as possible. He fed Greg the rest. This was just the start of the day. After getting some rest, as well as food and water, they were right back at it. This was pretty much the whole day. The two were becoming more than a fuck buddies. They were a couple. In just 2 days they were like a married couple, who were open and one called the other daddy. Brad was still not sure how he would explain it to Kevin but he was not due home for two more weeks. They had Greg tested quickly by a doctor was was a client of Brad's service and got it done as soon as possible. Between Brad'd HVL and as many loads as Greg took he was shown to be poz. They celebrated by getting Brad his first tattoo and going home to fuck some more. They were so excited they threw their clothes all over the house as they ran to the room. After their fuck fest they both fell asleep in each others' arms. They woke up together kissed and were both starting to rub each other's cocks when they heard a shout, "What the hell is this?" Part 2 is written, should I share it?