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Part 45: Things Are Changing... (Will’s Perspective) “And Peter is going with him?” I asked. “That’s what he said,” Dom told me. “We’ll see how long that’ll last.” Dom had just gone to see Doctor Wade and returned with a considerable amount of news. Apparently, Doctor Wade had been contacted by some medical group to travel the country and act as a medical professional for various organizations. He’d work at colleges for some of their sports teams, working closely with the athletes. He’d also work at pop-up sites in struggling communities or within sections of cities where healthcare wasn’t readily available. While anyone else would see this as being a gesture of selfless kindness, we knew better. “He’s gonna fuck those basketball players, isn’t he?” I said. “He’ll fuck any guy playing basketball, football, baseball, soccer, track and field, swimming… I bet he’ll see how far he can shove a golf club up some poor guy’s ass.” “He’ll fit in,” I said. “He looks like a jock. It’ll almost be too easy for him.” “And then he’ll find hundreds of homeless men to fuck and convert,” Dom told me. “All those men will go to him looking for an injection, and they’ll get it. It just won’t be the type they’re expecting.” “And Peter is going with him?” Dom nodded. “Acting as his assistant. Don’t know how he managed that, but Wade found a way. Don’t think Peter will be working the medical side of things, but I’m sure he’ll find things to do.” “That’s a pairing I never expected,” I said. Since Peter had been recovering at Wade’s house, they had been spending a considerable amount of time together. Sure, we all got together to fuck, our weekly orgies keeping us all as horny as possible, but Wade and Peter had found themselves together enough that something had started between them. “Wade said he’s always been fascinated by hyperspermia,” Dom told me. “He wants to write a paper on it and thinks Peter is the perfect specimen.” “I’m sure that’s not the only reason he’s keeping him around,” I said. The last time I saw them, I could see something in Peter’s eyes, something that I hadn’t seen in him since he first told us about his desire to fuck and be fucked by men. His hunger was intense, but it also seemed controlled now. His desire was now directed toward one person: Doctor Wade. Without us realizing, a couple had been born. “Peter and Wade,” I said, trying out their names together. “Or is it Wade and Peter?” “Could just call them crazy fuckers,” Dom suggested. “I thought that was our name,” I told him. I came up behind him, wrapping my arms around his body, feeling his large, muscular form moving within my hold. Sometimes I forgot how powerful of a man Dom was. Yes, I saw his large form and could see his impressive physique, but it wasn’t until I held him close to me or had his body pressing down on me as he fucked my ass that I truly understood how impressive his body was. He was a god, and anymore, he was the only god I cared about. “We’ll have to start placing bets,” Dom said. “We’ll see how many guys they convert and then we’ll see who out of the two of them converts more.” “My money is on Wade,” I said. “You’ve seen that body. He’ll get all the athletes. Easy.” “Yes, but don’t forget that Peter is the man who fucked his own student,” Dom reminded. “That man needs to be fucking someone once every day or his sack will explode.” “I guess we’ll see who wins in the end,” I said. A melodic tune filled the room, Dom’s phone lighting up. Doctor Wade’s name filled the screen. “His ears must have been buzzing,” Dom said, answering. “We were just talking about you,” he said. I watched as Dom spoke to Doctor Wade, though there wasn’t much of a conversation. Wade spoke and Dom listened. I watched as his expression changed slightly. I wasn’t able to pin down what emotion he was feeling. All I could see was that he looked determined, as if he was taking in every word and analyzing them fully. “Thanks for calling, Wade,” Dom said. “No. I understand. It’s like we talked about. Yeah. Send it over. I’ll start it soon. Thanks.” Dom ended the call then looked at me, smiling. “That was Doctor Wade.” “Let me guess,” I said, “the NFL just called, and they need him to loosen up the tight holes of a few tight ends.” “No, nothing like that,” Dom said. “Is everything alright?” I asked, starting to feel worried. “It will be,” he said. “That was just Wade letting me know that he got back the results of some tests.” “Tests? What tests?” “He was just checking my T cell count,” Dom said. “Among other things.” “And?” “And, he says I need to start medication as soon as possible or my count will dip below 200.” “Meaning?” “AIDS,” he said. The word hit me hard. Sure, growing up I’d heard the word along with HIV. There was always a fear surrounding any discussion concerning either. Now, since testing HIV+, I found myself getting hard rather than afraid when discussing HIV. It had become a freedom. It had allowed us to create a brotherhood. Hearing Dom say “AIDS” didn’t create the same effect. “So, what are you going to do?” I asked, trying to hide the bit of fear which tightened around my neck. “At one point,” he said, “I wouldn’t have cared. I have a lot of friends who have never started medication. Their body, their choice. I support that. I always will. They’re some hot fuckers. For myself, I always knew there would come a time when I’d have to make the choice.” “You’re deciding to start medication?” I asked. “And that’ll make you undetectable.” “After a bit of time,” he said. “Well, more than a bit. It’s a process.” “And that’s what you want?” He shrugged. “I never really knew what I wanted beyond fucking men and converting them. It’s what I lived for.” “And now?” “And now,” he said, “I want to make sure I can be here with you for as long as possible, even if that means my gifting days are behind me.” He stepped forward and kissed me. “Besides, that just means you’ll have to work twice as hard in my place.” “Yes, sir,” I said, saluting him. He kissed me again, and I could feel in his lips a smile. My phone vibrated, a message flashing on the screen. “We’re very popular,” I said, breaking the kiss. “Who is it?” “My dad,” I said. “He says they just arrived.” Since Jay and I fucked my dad with Dom having a crack at his neg ass a short time after, my dad and Pastor Kline decided to go on a “trip” for a few days. They told their wives that they were merely two old friends catching up, comparing preaching strategies, but we knew the truth. They were going out to spend several days fucking. With Dom and my cum inside my dad’s ass and Jay and Pastor Kline’s asses swallowing my dad’s cock, we were sure he’d convert sooner or later. From the sounds of it, my dad could be Dom’s last converter should his cum trump ours and do the trick. “You know, I never imagined my dad would be doing what he’s doing right now,” I told Dom. “It’s crazy. Sometimes I feel like it’s all a dream.” “A good dream?” Dom asked. I looked into his eyes and smiled. “The best dream. A dream I never could have imagined.” “Have you ever wondered what would have happened if we had never met?” Dom asked. “I mean, if I hadn’t come to your church.” “You mean when you stalked me?” I joked. “Or when you accepted my invitation,” Dom continued. “You know, after you dreamed about me fucking you.” “I still think you put a spell on me.” “Or maybe you prayed to get into my pants,” Dom joked. “I’m sure my life would be nothing like it is now,” I said. “I’d be single, or I’d be dating one of the desperate daughters of the women at church.” “You’d still be a virgin,” Dom said. “You’d be jerking off to pussy until some woman managed to slip your preacher prick inside her.” “I’d be a miserable husband, dodging questions from my mom about grandkids.” I stopped, the idea hitting me. “I could have been a dad,” I said. I thought of Jay and me with our father. I thought of Pastor Kline and Ryan. Was that something I wanted? It had been at one point, though I wasn’t sure if that had been real or just expectation. “Do you regret not having those things?” Dom asked. There was a sincerity in his voice. I could tell he actually wanted to know. I took the time to think. “The man I was before I met you was the man I pretended to be,” I told him. “I pretended to be a holy man, a man who never took risks or did anything that he wanted to do because it made him feel good. I was lying to myself, but I didn’t even know it. Now, I know that that man, that version of me, is gone. You created the man standing before you.” I held my arms out, showing myself to him. He looked me over, a smile turning his lips. “And what a fine-looking man he is,” Dom said. “Any time you question whether or not I’m happy being the man I am now,” I said, pulling my shirt off, revealing my hairy chest and the biohazard tattoo beneath, “look at this mark over my heart.” I pointed to the tattoo, the mark Dom had given me, proving not only that he had converted me but that he claimed me as his own. “This is where my heart is now. I’m glad you came into the church that day. I’m glad I shook your hand. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have discovered who I really am.” “And who is that?” I unbuttoned my pants, pushing them down to reveal my erect cock tenting a stained jockstrap, one of Dom’s which carried not only his mark but also his musk. “I’m Dominic Moore’s toxic faggot.” Dom smiled. “Prove it,” he said, undoing his pants and pulling out his hard cock. “Get me wet so I don’t tear that pretty pussy up.” I fell to my knees and swallowed Dom’s cock, tasting his precum. I’d improved when it came to blowjobs. I could now swallow most of Dom’s cock, though I couldn’t take it all down. Still, I was far enough down his shaft that his pubic hair tickled my nose and I could smell the musk trapped around his balls. “That’s right, faggot,” he said as I moved along his cock, my one hand reaching up and playing with his balls. “Take my dom-cock. Swallow it down. Suck the cock that infected you. Taste the cum that poisoned your body forever.” My eyes found Dom’s biohazard tattoo right in front of me, staring me down. It was like an eye, watching me, judging me, admiring me as I worshiped at the feet of the man I had given my life over to. I wanted so much to please him. I needed to please him. “Be careful,” Dom said, pulling his cock out of my mouth. “You’re gonna make me cum.” “Only inside my faggot cunt,” I told him. Dom put his hands underneath my arms and picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, his cock finding my ass and slipping inside. “Let’s go back to where I can really fuck you,” he said, carrying me down the hall to his bedroom. Carefully, he placed me down, keeping his cock still inside my crack. “Please, fuck me,” I said, my hands running over my body, my chest already heaving from the rush filling me. “I need you to fuck me.” “No,” he said, pulling off his shirt, revealing the strong chest beneath. He leaned forward, hovering over me, his looking deep into my own. “I won’t fuck you.” I looked at him, confused. Dom smiled. “I’m making love to you,” he said, lightly kissing me. His lips, normally strong as he attacked my own or explored my body, were delicate. The way he handled himself was different. While he continued to be strong, he was also careful, precise in his movements. He slipped his cock inside my hole, his eyes never leaving my own as he entered inside my body, filling me, completing me. Once he bottomed out he let out a small gasp. “How’s that feel?” “Perfect,” I told him. He kept himself deep inside my body, allowing me to adjust to his size. His body was warm, where his naked flesh touched mine almost burning. I could feel every aspect of him. Every strand of chest hair pressed against my own was felt. Every vein along his cock was known to me. This man was more real to me now than ever before. It was as if I’d only ever seen him from a distance. Now, for the first time, we were meeting. I gasped. “Something wrong?” he asked. I shook my head, smiling. “No. Just the opposite. I’ve never been this happy.” Dom smiled and then kissed me. I smelled him, taking in his scent, memorizing every aspect of it. My hands ran down his back, admiring the muscles. As I explored, his hips shifted, pulling his cock out until only the head remained inside. It felt as if every moment he wasn’t fully inside me lasted hours, even days. I needed him to fill me. My legs tightened around him, pulling him back inside. “Someone is eager,” he said, breaking the kiss. “I just need you inside me,” I told him. “Please, stay inside me.” “You’ve got it,” he said, his thrusts short, keeping as much of his cock inside my body as possible. It felt as if I’d never been fucked before. My mind spun with every kiss. My body shook from every touch he graced me with. My heartbeat matched his thrusts. I felt as if my heart would stop if he stopped. Something about this moment was different than any other moment we shared. I couldn’t understand it, but I loved it. I loved him. He knew that. We’d said so to each other. Still, in that moment, I needed him to know again. “I love you,” I told him, his body pressed down against mine, a fiery heat filling the room, causing our bodies to sweat. The smell we created was pungent and intoxicating. I let it fill my lungs, tasting it on my lips. I smiled. Dom smiled back. “Will…” he started, still keeping pace with his thrusts, his breathing coming in short bursts. “Will…” “What?” I asked, feeling his cock swell, ready to flood my body with his toxic cum. “Will,” he said, gasping for a final breath as he climaxed, “will you marry me?” My eyes opened wide, my body shaking within his hold, milking him of his cum. (Peter’s Perspective) “So, he’s starting the medication?” I asked. Wade entered the bedroom, completely naked. There was a trail of my cum leaking out of his ass. I’d already fucked him twice, filling him with so much of my cum his body couldn’t contain it. “You know there is such a thing as patient confidentiality.” “Yes, but it hardly means shit for us,” I countered. Wade smiled. “Dom has decided to start medication.” “Why?” “Why do you think?” he asked, climbing back onto the bed. “For Will.” “That’s romantic,” I said, thinking of the two of them. At one point, I had considered my relationship with my ex-wife to contain the same passion, the same devotion as Dom and Will had. Clearly, I’d been wrong. But I was happy for them. I watched Wade as he crawled up toward me, opening his mouth and sucking my cock inside. I wondered if there was a chance I could fall for Wade the same way Will fell for Dom. It was possible, but that wasn’t my focus at the moment. Wade loved to suck and fuck, and that’s all I wanted. I admired how his tongue played with the golden PA at the tip of my cock. Fuck, this man was gorgeous. My phone started to ring, pulling my attention. I tried to keep my cock inside Wade’s mouth, stretching to reach my phone. “Who is it?” Wade asked, his words jumbled as he continued to suckle. “It’s Lewis,” I said, answering. “Hello?” “Mr. Flanagan,” Lewis said, his voice raspy and weak. “Peter?” “Lewis, is everything alright?” “I think I… I think I’m… I think I’m converting,” he managed to say. “What?” I said, jumping up in the bed, Wade falling back. “Are you sure?” “I’m feeling really sick,” he said. “My parents are trying to take me to the hospital. If they do, they’ll find out that we’ve been fucking, and everything will be ruined.” “Stay calm,” I told him. “We’ll figure something out.” “Hurry,” Lewis moaned, the call ending. “What’s going on?” Wade asked, still trying to get his mouth on my cock. “That was Lewis,” I told him. “He thinks he converting.” “What? Right now?” “Sounds like it didn’t just start,” I told him, “but his parents are trying to take him to the hospital.” “Oh shit.” Wade jumped off the bed and started searching for clothes. “Call him back and tell him that I’ll be right over. I just need to go to my office first.” “What’ll he tell his parents?” “Tell him to tell them that he called a doctor who does visits,” Wade said. “He heard about me from someone at school. Or maybe from Will. I don’t know. Tell him to call me and I’ll walk him through it.” “I’ll let him know,” I said, calling Lewis back. “Wade.” “Yeah?” “You’ve got a giant cum stain on the back of your pants.” “Shit!” Wade ran to search for new pants as I called Lewis back. I thought of the day I had fucked him in my old office, taking his virginity and starting him into this toxic journey. I felt proud of him, knowing what he wants at such a young age. If he managed to get through this without his parents knowing, I had a feeling his slut days were just beginning. ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Until I can come back.........

Chapter 1 – She Set It All Up Ethan sat on the couch nervous. His girlfriend had brought him to her "special friend" that made amateur porn. She had convinced Ethan to come make a porn video. He knew her special friend was code for dealer and Ethan was ready to start hanging in the clouds with his girl. Jake, the special friend walked up to Ethan. J: Hey man, I heard your girl wants you to be in one of our little videos? E: Hell yeah, been thinking about it all week. Anna said not to worry, that you'd help us out with some favors to calm the nerves. J: Oh yes, it's all part of the deal. You're gonna love my shit. Here try it out. Jake pulls out a prepacked pipe and lighter and hands them to Ethan. J: Go ahead and finish that off and I’ll go find Anna. Ethan lit up the pipe and started to blow his own cloud city. Hit after hit. He was never one to keep a slow steady pace with his T. He was feeling good. He felt like he was the luckiest man alive. He had just turned 18 and thought he was the shit right now. He was getting high for free, was gonna be able to fuck his girlfriend, and get paid. Anna had really sold him on the idea. He took another huge hit and thought to himself the huge bowl was neverending. J: Hey Ethan, Anna is gonna be a bit. She is in the girls room getting herself ready. Here, you must be thirsty. Jake hands Ethan a bottle of Gatorade and he proceeds to gulp about half the bottle. Jake gestures to Ethan to hand over the pipe. Jakes refills the pipe with a huge shard and takes 2 hits before passing it back to Ethan. He starts hitting the pipe again. Ethan loved the chemical taste of the shit this guy was packing with. Ethan couldn’t help himself and just hit and hit until the bowl was finished. J: Ethan, I feel awkward asking this, you know, dude to dude. But did you two follow all the instructions Anna gave you? Even the weird ones? E: Yeah, even the weird one. Anna said she didn’t wanna do any butt stuff and would only due it if I cleaned out too. Something about knowing how it feels. 2 enemas later and we agreed anal was back on the table. Plus she said we should be really clean incase you wanted any close ups from behind. I don’t know why you’d have to get that close to my ass but Anna says its for the close up shots. Ethan smiles up at Jake and shows off his glazed over grey eyes. Jake tells himself he is almost ready and smiles back at Ethan. J: Good, yes that is an awkward one but really important. Oh and I have these for you for inspiration. Nothing worse than a dead dick in front of the camera. Jake hands Ethan some pills. Some he recognizes and some he does not. Ethan downs them without giving it a second thought. J: It gets pretty hot in here sometimes. Please make yourself comfortable while we wait. Take your shirt off and get comfy. Enjoy the vibe of my place. We can always film the beginning sequence later. Ethan zones in enough to realize there is a girl, maybe 2, moaning from the other room. He kicks off his shoes and removes his button up shirt and throws them on the side of the couch. Sitting back down on the couch, he starts rubbing his growing dick. Jake disappears again and Ethan is left alone and chugs down the rest of his (g) drink. He slowly sinks into the couch and starts to space out. He hears to moaning in the background and is now rubbing the full length of his dick in his jeans. His vision goes dimmer and dimmer. He barely makes out a figure coming up to him and pulling his tank shirt over his head before he blacks out. Chapter 2 – Passed out prize Anna pokes her head in the play room and sees Jake already has Ethan in his swing. Anna thought, just on time like always. She walks over and asks if he needed help with the cameras but Jake says everything is already set up and rolling. She helps Jake pull Ethans jeans off. There Ethan just laid there in nothing but his boxers. A: Should I do the honors? J: Oh no, I got this. Jake uses his fingers to open the gap in Ethan’s boxers and rips them apart at the inseam. As he bunches up the rags of underwear, he looks down at his naked twink prize. Everything about the boy was making his dick grow. Jake hands Anna her a roll of bills and a sizable baggie filled with T. J: Ok girl, go ahead and get spun and fuck your real man in the other room. The boy is mine. Anna leaves the room and Jake disrobes revealing his toned body and his 8 inch fuck stick standing straight out. He spends some time to transform his passed out would-be man into the fuck boy he would become. He took a razor and shaved off what little body hair Ethan had at 18 years. Shaved away was the dusting of hair on his legs, underarms, the light patch on his chest between his nipples, his laughable happy trail, and small bush around Ethan’s hard dick. He admires his work, his smooth fuck boy with white as snow body with no tan lines. It was like the boy never played in the sun. Jake licked his lips in anticipation. He zeroed in Ethan’s foreskin and reached down to rub it, just at the tip. He jerked Ethan off a few strokes to get him firm. Jake pulled out a ruler and measured the play thing. The fuck boy was packing a thick 5.5 inch uncut dick. He was so hard that his dick was straight up reaching for his belly button. Already he had a small wet spot where his tip pressed against his tummy. His precum glistened in the light. Jake looked down at his fuck boy and thought he looked like a little angel. He chuckled knowing he’d be a little whore demon soon enough. He just needed to help wake the fuck boy up. Jake brabbed Ethan’s legs and places them in the stirrups properly and then the arms tied to the swing. He moved between Ethan’s legs grabbed a cam and showed a close up of his virgin hole. So relaxed, so unattended. Jake licked his finger and put it against his opening. Rotating motion from his finger helped the opening pucker then relax. Unable to take it any longer, Jake held the cam as he inched his face closer to the rose bud. He sticks out his tongue and licks the forbidden hole. It quivers and then relaxes, the tongue slides in a bit. Repeat, slides in further, until finally he is eating Ethan out. The hole is relaxed a bit now. Jake grabs his special lube prespiked with T. Not wanting to get ahead of himself, Jake puts some of the lube on the fuck hole and pushes it in with his pinky. Ethan lets out a meek sound. He opens a baggie and picks a small shard and places it against his hole and pushed in with the lubed pinky. More meeks sounds Jake leaves his pinky in and can feel Ethan’s body squeazing slightly. Once it stops, he pulls his pinky out and wipes it on his snow white ass cheek. Jake pulls out a selection of dildos and picks the thinnest one. It’s about the thickness of a regular sharpy. He replaces it with another thin dildo, this one the size of a thick sharpy marker. He works the boy hole open until the dildo he is using is the size Ethan’s own dick; leaving it in his ass for now. Ethan was starting to show sign of slight movement and waking. Jake stands goes to Ethan’s side. He kneels down and kisses the boy lightly; flicking the lips with his tongue. The breathing gets heavier. Jake grabs Ethan by the hair and whispers in his ear J: Come on. Wake up fuck boy. Your future awaits you. Jake releases Ethan’s hair and goes down to suck on Ethans dime sized nipple. He moves on to the further nipple and lightly nibbles on it while reaching down to the boy’s leaking head. With some on his thumb, he steps back and rubs the precum on Ethan’s lips and then kisses him again. Again, reaching between the boys legs, this time he lightly plays with his balls and continuous to make out. Chapter 3 – Wakey Wakey Ethan is starting to come to. He is instinctually starting to kiss back. Ethan is coming to but the more he comes to, the more his head is spinning. He is on sensory overload and horny as hell. Nothing is making sense why is he laying down? Well, kinda laying own but not quite. Why can he feel a breeze on his chest? Before Ethan can come out of his fog, Jake pulls out a loaded pipe and torch and holds it up to Ethan’s mouth and instructs him to breath in the clouds while he holds it for him. Ethan just breaths in and blows out clouds. Breaths in and blows out clouds. Soon a whole bowl is torched and it was the good shit. Ethan is in heaven. The chem taste was driving his mouth wild and he clatters his teeth. J: Nothing but the good stuff for my star of the night. Ethan tries to look around him and focus but his eyes are finding it hard to focus. E: Where is Anna? I don’t see her here. J: Oh she was here. She left us because you couldn’t get it up. She was quite distraught. But that’s okay. We agreed to go with plan B. Jake once again bends down to a dime sized nipple and flicks it with his tongue and then engulfs it in his mouth. Ethan moans and closes his eyes. When he opens them he starts to gain a bit of focus. E: What the fuck is going on here? Ethan tries to move his arms but finds they are tied to the sling. He tries to move his left leg and then his right. Both tied to the sling. J: We had to go with a different plan since you couldn’t get it up for the girl. But that’s okay, you seem to really like plan B. Jake touches the boys belly button and slowly runs his finger from belly button to where his pubes used to be, along this hard shaft and finally his balls and taint. He then pulls the dildo that had been in his ass out a bit and then pushes it in. Ethan yelps with the realization that he had something up his ass, feeling it for the first time. The boy tries to break free of his sling but to no avail. E: please stop! Please take it out! I’m not gay! I’m not gay! J: Yeah, me neither. I just like to have a little fun sometimes. And it looks like you do too. Jake reaches down and squeezes the boys hard dick. He releases it and it smacks below his belly button. This confuses Ethan. Why was he hard? Why was he naked? Why was he missing his pubes and other body hair? Before the boy could vocalize any questions out loud, Jake goes down to the boys dick and takes it all the way in his mouth. The boy is in shock. He was sure he wanted out of this situation but he was making his dick feel soooo good. A man. A man was making him feel good. It's at this time that Ethan hears moans coming from the walls. They were there before but he couldn’t make out what they were until now. E: What…? Who …? That is all he can get out before Jake interrupts. J: On that is your girlfriend. She is getting with a bulldozer right now. Since you weren’t man enough to bone her. Not man enough…but that’s okay, you are boy bitch enough for me. That’s why you are so smooth. You’re not worthy of looking like a man naked. And that hard little dick is proof that you are just a boy. Ethan looked down at his tied up body. He was smoothed out like before puberty. He was right, Ethan said to himself that he was a boy. J: That’s okay fuck boy, I can get you to out moan that bitch. He kneels down between the boys legs and pulls out the dildo. Ethan sighs as it pops out. The man steps up and starts to eat his boy hole. Ethan throws his head back and lets out a loud bitch moan. He eats the boy hole for what feels like forever until Jake stops and says “break time”. Jake leaves the room and brings back a bottle of water and assists his captive to drink from the bottle. Jake goes and reloads the pipe and takes a big hit and then another. He walks up to the boy and offers. Like a good chem whore, the boy says yes without thinking. Jake pulls out the torch again and lights the bowl for the boy. The biggest cloud of the night so far escapes the boys lungs. He is urged to take another by Jake and another the same size blows out. J: Okay this time take the hit and hold it. Blow it out when I say, okay? Jake lights it and the boy breaths it in. Jake walks up to the boys head and lines his dick up with his mouth. J: Open up and blow that on me. Do it fag! The boys obeys and as soon as he opens his mouth, the man pushes half his dick in his mouth, blowing the smoke on the man’s dick. J: Again! The boy obeys and takes the hit and then takes the dick in his mouth and blows out. Jake reaches down and jerks the boys off while he is blowing the cloud out. The boy is lost in the good feeling and closes his mouth around the dick. He starts his first blowjob. Jake is able to work most but not all of his 8 inches in the boys mouth. He fucks that and slobber is going all over the boys mouth and face. J: See, you’re a natural cock sucker. Now, lets see if you like it up your ass. Jake goes back between the boys legs. He lubes up the same dildo and pushes it back in his ass. E: Noooo, not that. Please stop! I’m not gay! It’s too big! J: (Laughs obnoxiously) Are you fucking serious? That thing is the size of your tiny cock. That thing couldn’t get any girl off. Lucky for you, you are a boy. And boys have a special button in their ass that they love to get rubbed against. Lucky for you, your tiny dick will still reach your button. We just need to help it out. It will be the best orgasm you have ever had. You want that right? I can help you with that if you stop being a fucking bitch and let me work. E: I… want…so horny. … I’m not gay. Please … cum… J: That’s all I needed to hear. Chapter 4 – A Better Idea The man pulls out the dildo from the boy’s ass and dips it in a baggy of crushed T powder. He lubes up the hole with his finger and then pushes the dildo back in. Ethan’s ass is warm and he doesn’t know what to do. He begins to worry but is calmed by his new Man rubbing his balls. J: See, that feels better now, right? E: Yeah, not that bad. The boy starts to moan as his captor pushes and pulls the dildo in and out. When he thinks he is used to it, he replaces the toy with a slightly bigger toy. Again with the dust and again with the light burning. Again with the moaning. Finally the moment the Man was working the boy up to. He pulls out the toy with a pop. The boy moans disappointedly. J: Don’t worry. I’m just gonna refill the pipe. Oh wait, I have a better idea. Just for you baby. Jake grabs something and stands between the boy’s legs. He pulls out a good sized shard (0.4g or 0.5g) from his bag and pushes it in the boy with his finger. It gets pushed as far in with his finger as he could get before the boys clenched down on the finger. J: Don’t be suck a tease. You can take this. He waves his hard cock around just too low for the boy to see. Jake laughs to himself as he steps up and lines his dick up with the boy hole. He spits down 3 times and lubes his head and shaft. J: Okay, I’m gonna use the toy again to push the stuff further in. Look at me. Look into my eyes. The boy looked back with glazed over eyes. They were like mirrors that he saw himself in. Jake smiled as his dick touched the hole. The boy still had no idea.The man waited for the boy to stop clenching and relax. The second he felt the hole relax, he pushed himself into the virgin hole. The boy screamed and bucked. The boy felt like his ass was on fire and he was being impaled on a pike. The Man just grabbed his boy by the hips and pulled him onto his dick until all 8 inches slide in. He was balls deep in the boy. The once virgin boy. The had already placed his ripped boxers along the sling and reached for them. He shoved them into the boys mouth. J: You feel that? Stop crying and answer me. Can you feel that whole thing in you boy? Ethan mumbled with the boxers in his mouth. Tears running down his cheeks. He nodded his head. J: You like that dick in you huh boy? That real man dick. Ethan just stared, not getting what he was saying. Until a moment of clarity. He had said dick, not toy. The boy’s eyes grew wider (as if that were possible) and bulged. He mumbled incoherently and nodded his head from side to side. His eyes pleaded with his captor but they were met with a bellowing laugh. Jake pulled his dick almost entirely out and then slammed it back into the smooth twink. He did this 3 times before slowing down and giving the poor boy the slow fuck he needed for his first time. In no time at all, the fuck boy was moaning just as loud as his forgotten girlfriend in the background. Everytime Jakes big dick ran against his special button, the boy’s dick would bounce up and down. The boy was allowed to spit out his saliva drenched undies and was having his mouth tongued down while getting plowed. The man pulled out and walked around to the other side of the boy. He released the arm restraints and the boy immediately started to orally serve his host. The Man grew impatient and walked back around to the boy’s hole and started slow fucking him again. With his arms free now, the boy was able to jerk off during this ecstasy and shot his load. It landed on his face and lips. He instinctually licked up all he could from his lips and hand. This was what the Man was waiting for. With the first shot fired, he goes back to piston fucking the boy. After a few minutes, the boy says he has to cum again. They look down at the boys soft dick and watch as cum drizzles from his foreskin. A puddle of cum layed where his pubes used to be.The Man keeps power driving his meat for another minute before slamming his balls into the boy and shooting ropes of cum inside his ass. The man points out the cams around the boy. They look right into one. The boy tears up with the realization of what he just did. J: See, the cams love you. My new fuck boy. Jake slaps the boys creamy white ass and laughs obnoxiously again. J: If you think that was fun, Just wait for your first slam.

Last Monday, I was working out of town and had a hotel room to myself. Contacted a bbc friend to come over. He is 9.5 inches long, too thick for my fingers to touch and gets incredibly hard. after we kissed and I undressed, I started sucking him and he started fingering my ass. A few hits of poppers and I managed to briefly get him in my throat. In the meantime he started using more fingers and with my encouragement managed to get his entire fist inside me. By now I was begging to get fucked and we started doggie style. Between poppers and his fist, he was able to get every inch in me. He later turned me on my side and bred me deep. He fisted his cum in me till I came incredibly hard. Hoping for a repeat soon.

Chapter 10 Uncle and I sat in silence for several minutes. We both were laying down on the round bed in the middle of the room and looking at the mirror on the ceiling but not at each other. I didn't take the slam but I'm still high from when Darryl was here. Uncle Jerry has to be high af still. I sat up because I could feel my dick getting hard and I wasn't sure if now was a good time for that. Uncle Jerry broke the silence and said “I'm sorry you had to see that and be a part of the act” he said “Are you OK?” I asked “oh yeah.. I'm fine. I’m sure you want to ask Zachariah. I promise that I’ll answer, but can we wait until tomorrow or another day? You saw what Zachariah pushed in me. I can't quite focus right now,” he said “that's fine. Can you help me with this” I tied up my arm and handed him a syringe “where did you get that” Uncle asked “Zach had it, but he sat it down for some reason. If you help me find my vein, then you wouldn't have to be the only one who is super high. You wouldn't have to feel like you have to hold back the rest of the night.” I said “Are you sure?” Uncle Jerry asked I gave him a nod. He got up and started touching my arm and quickly located a spot; then I asked. “Can I ask you something? It’s not about Zachariah did you like it? I mean, did it feel good? Because you cum a lot hands-free.” “yeah, I do. I don't mind fisting, and I don't mind playing a sub, but I don't like that bastard no matter what. One of these days, he'll have to pay for it,” Uncle Jerry said. “why do you ask?” “I thought it was hot. I was really turned on…… ” I felt that rush coming through before I could finish my sentence. “holy fuck” I said then I began coughing. I lean back on the bed and look at my eyes opening wide. I have yet to cum tonight, so the only thing on my mind was to cum. It's as if Uncle Jerry heard my thoughts. He positioned a fuck machine right at my hole and slid the mushroom head in me. “keep it in there,” he said. He then straddled over me and sat on my stomach. Uncle Jerry leaned forward and started making out with me. His tongue was battling mine, and then he put his right hand on my neck & pushed himself up while choking me, and said, “ You ready to ramp it up?” Uncle Jerry asked. Before I could answer, he pressed the remote in his hand a few times and then threw it down next to me. He hooked his arms around my legs and pulled them apart, surrendering my hole to that fuck machine. I could feel the fucking machine thrusting in me. “Ohhhh ohhhh uhh ohhh” I moaned. Uncle Jerry then backed up and put my cock in his gaping hole. It swallowed my cock without no resistance. It is so warm, wet, and still tight. Uncle Jerry let out an “ohhhhh fuck” as he moved up and down my cock. He was fucking himself just as hard as I was getting fuck by the fuck machine. My mind could not decide whether to focus on how my dick feels or my ass. All I know is that I wouldn’t last too much longer like this. “Do you like my cock in your cunt, Uncle Jerry? Look at your pre-jizz all over your dick. My dick is yours to ride anytime” I rubbed my finger around his round dick head then began to stroke his cock. “You think you are in control, huh, Benny” Uncle Jerry tightened his cunt muscle around my cock’s head each time then dropped straight down until he hit my balls. Occasionally he held the tension and moved my dick around in his ass. I would have never guessed his hole had just been fisting if I didn’t witness it myself. “Ohhhh my god. Uncle Jerry. Be rough to me like Zach did. I wanna know what it was like” I said Uncle Jerry had a smirk on his face. He put one hand on my neck, choking me, and another was pinching my left nipple hard and twisting it. I wanted to moan but couldn't make a sound because he was choking me hard. I could feel my face getting red until he finally let go. I gasped hard, trying to breathe. When I finally looked at him, he slapped me across my face and said, “You like that slut. You've always wanted to fuck me, don't you? Now you want to be my chem whore, isn't that right” “Yes, sir. I am all yours. He dumped some poppers on a rag and covered my nose and mouth with it.” take a deep breath,” he said. I followed his instructions and fell into a trance. I could see him talking to me and slapping me again on the other side, but I could not hear him. Or could not comprehend his words rather. All I know is the rhythmic thrusting in my ass and Uncle Jerry’s tight squeeze up and down my cock. He continued to ride me and occasionally twirled around, pulled away the rag, then put his hand into my mouth to pull it open then he spit in my mouth. I literally was seeing stars when I screamed out loud “Sir…..sir….I’m gonna….ahh AHHHH AHHHUHHG”. I unloaded all in his hole wave after wave for a solid 30 seconds. Before I could regain my mind, Uncle Jerry got off my cock and removed the fuck machine from my hole. He did it so quickly that it “popped” when he pulled it out. “I got one more gift for you Benny boy. This is going to be the strongest chem piss you’ve ever felt.” He shoved his dick in my ass, and I felt my hole getting filled up by a warm stream of liquid. When it started to leak out, he pulled out his still-pissing dick, pushed my legs up, and told me to hold it and open my mouth wide. He stood over me and gave me the rest of his chem piss. I, indeed, was a thirsty whore, trying to catch every drop of his blessing. He was not joking. The warm stream in my ass is starting to burn. It’s nothing like a normal boof that I only feel the burning sensation in a specific area. I feel it burn all over, deep and shallow. My eyes got wider and wider, looking at him with my mouth open because I could not believe what I was feeling. He spits in my mouth again and then straddles over my face and says, “suck your cum out of my hole, Ben”. I started eating it like it's the most delicious thing ever. I sealed my lips against it tightly and sucked hard to get every drop of my own cum out of his hole. “Hehe. That’s right. Just like that nephew” He got up and gave me a passionate kiss, covering his tongue with my cum in my mouth then he threw himself down next to me and almost instantly passed out. I tried my best to hold my uncle's piss in me for a while longer. It felt amazing. I wanted to absorb every bit of the nutrient he gave me. I eventually let it out while I was taking a shower. When I got out of the shower, I got on my knees and put Uncle Jerry’s limb dick in my mouth, and started blowing him but I quickly realized he was in deep sleep. There's no way I could wake him. Fuck. Now I'm even higher than I was before. There was only one way to cure what I was feeling. I texted Henrique, Keith, and Marc, hoping one of them would respond and fill the hole, but they never did. I got to take care of this burning sensation in my hole then I remembered there was a local kink bar just down the street. I’ve always been too timid to go, but tonight I don’t give a fuck. Someone there ought to give me a good fuck. I ran upstairs, grabbed one of Uncle Jerry’s red jockstraps, and put on a cockring. I threw on a simple T-shirt and shorts, and then out the door I went. When I got to the bar, I was asked to show my ID. I handed it to him and completely forgot that I might not be allowed in. I was already taking steps forward when he handed my ID back to me, but the doorman put his hand on my chest and pushed me back, and said “Sorry, bud. 21 and up” “come on, please. I'm not even here for drinks,” which I really wasn't “yeah? What are you hoping to find in there?” I looked around. There was no one else waiting in line. The bouncer was a muscle bear who was probably in his 30s. About 6'4 or 6'5. Very masculine. He could probably pick me up easily. The bulge under his jeans is extremely distracting. “well……” all I can think about is to fuck or get fucked. Seeing that no one else was in line so I took a step forward and started rubbing on the obvious outline of his dick that looked like a giant snake under his jeans. He grabbed my head and stuck his tongue in my mouth and gave me a good kiss. Then he said “Go on, bud, but go to the bathroom around 145am” I set an alarm clock and showed it to him. He smiled and let me in. The music is loud, and the bar’s lighting is dimmed. There is a group of people at the far corner. There are only red ambient lights around the base of the wall but some were obviously on their knees. I never thought people would or could just fuck in a bar. That was so hot that I started walking in that direction. That corner was far darker than I expected. It’s packed full of people, so once I got there, I tried to make my way in bc my dick and my hole both needed some attention urgently. As I moved through people, I could feel hands grabbing my crotch, fingers pinching my nipples, or rubbing my chest, but I had no idea whose hands they were. I stepped back toward the wall for a bit and let my eyes adjust to the lighting. I had my hands behind me as I moved back in case I bumped into anyone. Unexpectedly I felt a hard dick touching my hand. It was probably about 7.5 or 8. Girthy and had a big pair of balls. I started stroking it without turning around, and then I felt an arm go from under my armpit across my chest and pull me back. I felt someone nibbling on my ear. Whoever he was had a clean face because I didn’t feel any facial hair on his face. His precum was leaking out like a fountain. His hand grabbed me by my head and turned it sideways, then he started kissing my neck. His other hand had gone under my shirt and was pinching my left nipple, sometimes gently flicking it, sometimes rubbing just the tip of my nipples, and occasionally a hard pinch. I started moaning out loud, but I doubt anyone could hear me at this loud bar. He pulled down my shorts and started sliding his dick up and down my butt crack while holding me still with his hands. My eyes have adjusted to the light because I can see everything much more clearly now. As I looked around the bar, I locked eyes with the person right in front of me, my high school football head coach, Coach Green. Here I am. With my shorts on the floor and my cock sticking out, rock hard right in front of him and whoever it was behind me started pushing his dick into my cunt. As I was still deciding how I should respond to coach, he got down on his knees with his hands wrapped around my base and sucking my dick. Oh my god. I don't know what he does that set him apart from blow jobs I've gotten so far, but who knew coach can suck a dick this good. While a stranger's thick dick is thursting through my chem piss hole and pounding on my prostate. This is exactly what I've been wanting. Coach got me so close to cumming, but he stopped right before, stood up, and drop his jeans, and signaled me to blow him. I wonder if he knew how long I've been wanting to do this. I wonder if he knew that he just fucked my ass last week at Jay and Aaron's. Coach Green gave me a nod, so I leaned forward and licked his head at first, then I wrapped my lips around his head. His dick was so hard, and I could taste his sweet pre cum. I've wanted to do this to coach for so long and never thought this day would come true. Coach grabbed my head and started fucking my face. I could feel his balls hitting my chin. The guy behind me also started pounding faster and harder. I could feel him grabbing me tighter, and his legs tensed up. Then he seeded my hole while Coach Green was face fucking the shit out of my face, making me deep-throat his hard dick over and over again. Then I felt his dick swell up then unleashed his sweat man juice in my mouth. Coach lifted me up by my chin and passionately made out with me and shared the taste of his cum with me in my mouth. As I was pulling up my shorts, I felt my watch buzzing Coach gave me a smile and started walking toward the exit. I have no idea who fucked me bc there was no one behind me now. I have no idea when it happened, but looking around now, I see half of the people are gone. Almost everyone who is still at this bar has their shirt off. When I came in, I didn't even notice that the bartenders only had jockstraps on. Their bubble butt sure looked nice. I made my way into the bathroom. I thought half of the people had left the bar, but it turned out the bathroom was packed and full of people. There was no individual urinal. Just three communal ones along the wall, forming a U-shape. Not a single person was actually peeing here. Everyone was facing each other, stroking their dick. Some were on their knees, sucking. I was definitely the youngest dude in the room. I scanned the room twice and found the bouncer standing across from me. He waved me over, took a small step to the left, and gave me some space to his right. He had his shirt tucked behind him on his belt. He had the word “Obey” tattooed across his chest. I stood next to him and faced the same way since that seemed to be what everyone was doing. He started sliding his hand up and down my body and slowly lifted up my shirt. There was another guy with salt and pepper hair but an athletic build with a charming smile pull out my cock right away and started stroking while his hands continued to explore my body and were sliding on my hole, teasing me. His other arm starts lifting my right leg up so my hole is more accessible. Meanwhile, the bouncer was aggressively nibbling on my left nipple. A Latino daddy had filled his spot to my left and was rubbing his hand on my butt and lifting my left leg up just like the other dude. Next thing I know. I'm being lifted up and completely rely on the two guys next to me to support me. They both stood closer behind me so I could wrap my arms around them and lean on their body. The two of them each had one arm holding my leg and the other arm supporting me. They both leaned in to suck and bit on my nipples. At the same time, the bouncer started stroking my dick and was pulling on my balls. He demanded that I make constant eye contact with him because he loved seeing the slutty hungry looks he said. Additionally, I felt a wet tongue contacting and exploring my hole while someone new got behind me and was putting poppers in front of my nose. I must look like a real whore, completely being controlled by men around me, and there was not a thing I could do to stop any of them. It didn't take me long to realize that the bouncer was edging me. He was stroked fast and firmly, then slowed down right when I was about to cum. My face must give away the signal he needed to predict when I get close bc not only did he know to stop just before I reached orgasm. He also knew a few times when he needed to slap my balls, using temporary pain to keep my dick from exploding. My nipples are still being pinched and pulled. I now felt something being inserted in my hole, but I was not even sure because I didn't know where to direct my attention, it was followed by at least three fingers thrusting in and out of my hole. My legs were not quite a split but as far apart as they could be to a split. “aahh uhhh ohhhh” I was moaning uncontrollably. I have no idea what kind of faces I was making. Everything felt so amazing I could even think. I love that I had everyone's attention. This is exactly what I needed to satisfy my thirst. The bouncer stood up and revealed his 9-inch thick snake in his jeans. As if they rehearsed this before, the two guys that lifted me up started to lift my legs up more, exposing my hole to him. “look at that. A young slut's cunt”. I'm being lowered to the perfect height with my legs open to be fucked by the bouncer while my nipples are being pinched. Somehow there were two different kinds of poppers being held in front of my nostrils. The person who was eating my hole now reached his hand around to stroke my cock. I looked around; it seemed like the whole room had their attention on me. I felt the bouncer pressing his cock on my hole and looked right at me with a smile. My hole opened up for his dick on contact. I could feel it penetrating through my sphincter. I couldn't help but throw my head back, open my mouth, and let out a loud moan because it felt so good. I didn't get to do that for long before the two bottles of poppers were replaced by a popper-soaked jockstrap forcefully covering my mouth and nose. I felt the lights around me closing in with darkness, and the only thing I felt was the ecstasy feeling coming from my hole. I closed my eyes and fell into a trance for I don't know how long, but it was so amazing. Then the two guys from behind me pushed me up toward the bouncer and moved my arm to wrap around his neck. We started making out while he continued to thrust his dick into me. The two guys are still on each side, holding my legs apart. Then I felt another dick pressing up against my hole from behind me. I can't see who it was, but the dick was thick. I'm being lowered to take that dick in with my hole. Then there it went. My hole opened up even wider to accept the second dick. The guy from behind me now presses up against my back. One hand playing with my nipple and the other stroking my cock. “oooooh my god… I don't think I can,” I said as I was being lowered and pressed down to take both dicks as deep as I can. My second sphincter resisted and refused to let the second dick in. I felt like I was going to explode from the inside out. It felt so tight, so full. Someone put the popper jockstrap in front of me again. I instinctively bit on it with my mouth this time and the poppers on it was so strong I started blacking out again. After 1 minute or so, my muscles gave out. Not only the 2nd dick is through. In less than a second, it felt like 1-2 more inches of the second dick went inside me all at once. Both tops and I let out a long “aaaahhhhh”. I have never felt this great before. I'm being lifted up and down at a much faster pace now. The sensation from inside of my ass sends shockwaves across my body every time I drop down on them. “I’m about……..” before I could even finish my sentence, my dick shot out a load unexpectedly onto the bouncer's face. It was an orgasm for my dick and my ass. I felt it. He laughed and then said, “nice boy. Lick them clean while we seed you” He leaned his face forward, and I started licking my cum off his face. Then all of a sudden, he pressed his lips tightly against mine and groaned. The guy behind me pressed up tightly against my back then together, their cum erupted from their dicks. This was just what I needed. It feels so good to be filled with cum. The guy behind me pulled his dick out, and I was moved to lean back again. The bouncer surprised me and was still pounding my hole with his hard dick. “Your young cunt feels wonderful. My second load isn't far behind. Do you want it?” I was surprised “yes… fuck yes…. Breed me again, sir” Everyone else in the restroom now circled up around me and, one after another, sprayed their cum all over my body, face, and hair. I was soaked in cum until there was just me and the bouncer left. He flipped me around and pounded my ass so hard that the sound of his balls slapping on my butt echoed in the restroom. Then he wrapped his arm around my neck and choked me as he grunted and released his second load in me. I finally could catch my breath after he was done unloading in me. That was amazing. My hole felt empty but satisfied when he pulled his dick out. I'm soaked in cum, but I don't even care. I stuck my tongue out to eat the cum dripping down. Then the bouncer handed me his shirt. “one side is wet, and the other side is dry. Don't worry about getting it dirty. I just live across the street. If you want, you're welcome to come over for a shower. If not, you are welcome to bring that hole back any night, man. As long as I'm working, you can always get in. You're tons of fun” “Thanks, and I think I'll take you up on the shower offer.” We walked across the street. He put me in the hot shower, and the water pulled me back to reality. I started washing the thick layer of cum off me then I heard him said, “You mind if I join you?” “of course,” I said He got in and started rubbing soap all over me. I reached back and was surprised that he was hard again. “hahaha, I'm too tired to fuck another load out, but it sure seems like my dick wants to, doesn't it? I was only thinking about making you cum. Your balls still feel full,” he said as he played with my balls in his big hand. He turned me around and got down, and swallowed my dick while his finger easily penetrated my cum filled hole and massaged my prostate. My orgasm felt so close yet so far. I felt like I was right on the edge of cumming, but I couldn’t find the finish line. My attention was so focused on getting myself to cum. Before I knew it, his knuckles passed through my sphincter. His whole fist was inside of me. The sensation of it immediately sent me over the edge. I moaned in a way that I never knew I could then I cum hard all in his mouth. He swallowed every drop of it clean as if it were his favorite snack. I could not believe his whole fist went in me, and it was fucking amazing. I could see why this was able to make Uncle Jerry blow his load hands-free now. He slowly pulled his hand out, stood up and pulled me in close for a kiss. Then he started to help me clean up my body for real this time. When I was towel drying myself, I noticed a picture of him and Marc in the picture frame. Marc looked much younger in that picture. “who's that?” I pointed at the picture of him and Marc “That's my stepbrother. We used to be close, but then he somehow got involved with the Winston brothers and got into drugs, so we haven't spoken in a few years.” “oh…I'm sorry to hear that,” I said, but what was really on my mind was “oh shit.” I quickly got dressed. On my way out, he handed me his number and introduced himself: “I'm Jason. Be safe. I'll see you around.” “Thanks for the shower and for letting me in the bar” I rushed out of there. I could not believe that I had just gotten fucked by Marc's stepbrother, who I didn't even know Marc had. Thank God he didn’t know who I was and that I was high as fuck when I first arrived. Also, who is the other Winston brother? Why does it seem like my family has made a name for themselves in this town, but somehow I know nothing of it? I have to ask Uncle Jerry about this, but how do I bring this up, I thought to myself. I got in my car and started driving back to Uncle Jerry's with a lot of questions on my mind. At least the urge in my hole was satisfied.

This is my first time writing. Sorry if it sucks. This is just a recount of a dream I had. I was getting high and playing with myself and finally came up with the courage to message a top. I'm not out or regularly hooking up with guys or even doing Tina. This time was special though. I had been doing lines and instantly wanted to have my 10" dildo in my hole. I had been playing around with it as it had a suction so I could stick it to the floor or wall and do a line and ram back on it. After the second day of getting high, I finally connected with someone. I gave them my info and they immediately reached out and asked me to come over. Upon arriving, I am greeted by this guy with a dad bod his t shirt and his fat "coke can" dick was already rock hard. He reaches around and slips a finger in my ass and starts to kiss me as a greeting. I was super nervous, but also I wanted to play. He had his own stuff and introduced me to his husband. They were a bit older than me and had toys out and we're enjoying the evening. Once I got comfortable I took off my clothes and started playing with the hard cock hoping to feel it inside me. The night progressed and I asked him to top me. He had me bend over and lube me up, I was already flying high, and some more was put in my hole. This really got me horny in anticipation. Next thing I know he wants to eat me out. So I lay back on the table and lift up my legs exposing my quivering hole to him. He shoved his face in my crack and I was immediately in heaven. He stopped for a second to ask me to pull my cheeks open more. That's when he put his tongue deep inside my hole. I couldn't explain how good this felt, it being my first time to have a tongue deep in my ass. At this point I was ready for anything and begged him to enter me with his dick. I sucked his dick quickly and laid back down to have him slam his cock in me in one movement. My eyes bulged and I gasped in lust. I was finally high and getting topped, complete bliss. That's when I woke up with a puddle of cum in the bed next to me.

Community hole I had a couple of hours to spare on Saturday afternoon and couldn’t help but offer my home to anyone who needed to dump a load anon, no questions asked. The first lad was a 29 yr old who has a boyfriend but loves to sneak out to breed my slutty cunt whenever he can. He gets off knowing he’s using a well used risky hole. I’m ass up in a jock in a dark room. He lets himself in, strips off and poppers up and slides in. I was using my new gas mask so was on a popper high as he pounded his cheating load in. He tagged my ass with the pen and left when done. I was advertising my used cummy community hole when a 27 yr old Brazilian lad asked if he could dump his load too in my cummy hole. I agreed and a few minutes later he arrived too. He just pulled his trackies and boxers down and hand worked his semi into a boner. Then he was straight in and nicely creaming my cunt and enjoying the previous lads anon load. It wasn’t long before he quietly announced he was going to cum. I begged him to breed me and that did the trick. He filled me back up. I couldn’t help drop to my knees to clean his cummy cock up. When I checked my messages I had one from a 60 yr old married guy asking if I took any load and asking if I’d take his. I told him I always promise ‘no load refused’ and he was keen to try my hole. Sure enough he found me on all fours on the bed and my ass tagged and plugged for use. A few slaps of his dick against my ass and he was ready. He pulled the plug out and released a trickle of spunk from my hole. He chased it back into my hole and plowed it back in deep. Then he fucked me good and forced the cum from my hole as he depleted the 2 lads loads with his cum fountain of hot mature cheating cum. My new jock was soaked in cum and properly christened for more community hole use!

My first time writing a story. Chapter 1 serves as a prelude. Chemsex element will become more prominent starting in next chapter. Chapter I Finally I'm all done with my exams for my classes. My winter break has officially begun. I cannot wait to head home to see my best friend Keith. "come on. I miss blowing my cum in you and I know you do too. " was the last text I received from Keith a few days ago We've been best friends all our lives. The last weekend before we each off to college, we were in his parents basement playing call of duty. We both proclaimed that we were much better than the other person. To decided that we'd take turn playing 5 rounds. Whoever gets the most kills win. Even though we were the same age. I looked boyish still. I had peaked at 5'9. In shape. Keith and I both are stayed active and played sports all year round. I had define arms and abs but nothing like Keith. He straight up looked like a matured young man in his 20s already. His physique was great. Muscular, blonde, with a charming smile and outgoing personality. 6'3, green eyes and his huge bulge had always been hard to ignore. I've only saw the outline of his dick when we were changing in the locker room a few times. I've seen his mushroom head a few times when we were working out in the weight room. He occasionally didn't wear underwear so when he was spotting me and standing over me at the bench press, I looked up and there it was. His long dick hanging on one side of his shorts. From my angle, it almost seemed like it his shorts could barely consealed it. My dick started getting hard the first time when I focused on his dick too much. After I finished my reps, Keith flicked my boner hard and said "we're almost done handsome. One more set then you are free to take care of yourself so let's stay focus buddy." I didn't know if he knew what got me hard but ever since, I try not to look into his shorts too long bc I didn't think I'd be able to control my urge to wrap my mouth around his mushroom head if I looked at it for too long again. As our two-people video game tournament went on, whoever is off started messing with the other person. At first Keith stood next to the TV and started lifting his shirt up, licked his finger and circled around his perfect nipple a couple times attempted to distract me. When it was his turn, I did the same except I went a step further and pulled down my shorts to show him my butt, supported by a pair of black jockstrap. Each round, we tried to one up the other. He licked the back of my ear, I full on licked his ear inside and out, he even sat behind me and played with my nipples. I made sure I didn't accidentally let out any moaning. Everything was all in the name of distracting the other person of course but I was getting hard. I didn't want Keith to see my boner so my last couple rounds I laid on my stomach instead so Keith wouldn't see my rock hard dick. As soon as my last round started, he pulled down my shorts, exposing my whole butt. I said "I played the game naked at home so that ain't going to do anything to hurt my game. If anything, it puts me at ease to take the crown for sure". My attention is fully on the game but I heard Keith said "is that so?" and I heard him walking away, opened and closed his drawer, and I heard couple bottles opening and closing. I said "are you getting your beside lotion? If you are, that's perfect. I could use a nice shoulder rub. You can start calling me the king bc I'm on my way to break my personal best" then I heard Keith whisper right next to my ear softly "we'll see about that. Tell me. Do always play this game at home with a hard on? ". He then reach into the sofa and grab my hard dick and lean me on my side slightly and started stroking it. He caught me off guard but I thought we were still trying to one up the other person so I said "keep stroking that. My dick is hard only bc the first thing you gonna have to do after I win is to put that down your throat". His arm wrapped around my neck and pulled me closer to him and said "you haven't won yet mister. You still need 10 kills and only 60 seconds to go". When he did that, he shotgun me a mouth full of smoke that he got off his vape and gave me a good head buzz. Meanwhile, He stopped stroking me and rest his hands on my hip. I didn't noticed that he had lube up his dick and was sliding up and down my butt crack. By the time I realized what he was doing, I felt a little warming sensation and heard a wet pop, his whole head slid into my ass before I could make a sound. By the time I did make a sound, his had his hand and a wet rag over my mouth. The rag smelled like some sort of chemical so my vision started to blurred and my body went soft. Mean while, he felt my muscle relaxed so his dick made its way deeper. I wanted to moan but I did everything I could to hold back bc the basement door suddenly opened. Keith's mom brought us a plate of fruit. She noticed that we were cuddling, which was something we had casually done before. We both still had our shirts on so nothing appear out of ordinary to her. She was completely unaware that we had no nothing on under the blanket that Keith throw on us last minute and her son's dick was making his way up my virgin asshole. It was so big and made me feel so full. I didn't even know how much I had taken bc it took everything out of me to aoo normal. When Keith's mom looked away for a few to turn up the basement theremostat for us, Keith placed the rag over my nose and mouth once again and whispered to me "take a deep breath then hold it in". As I followed Keith's instructions, I could feel his dick going deeper and deeper slowly as I inhaled. His mom turned up the thermostat the started making her way back up stairs. "you boys behave down here" she said as she made her way up. I let out the deep breath of poppers i inhaled and grab a big pillow and put my head into it and let out the moan I've been holding back for what felt like eternity. As soon as I lifted my head up, Keith put the rag in front of my nose and mouth once more and said "couple more deep breath. You're so tight but you're almost there. Baby Come on. You can do it. Take it all the way in". I could feel Keith pulling his dick 2/3 of the way out to reapply the warming lube on the shaft of his dick. His hands are covering my nose and mouth with such force that I was inhaling poppers whether I liked it or not. I feel my vision closing in, my ass warming up, and his balls now touching my butt. When his hard throbbing dick was all the way in he whispered "good job, Ben. That was all 10 inches of me. Relax and just feel it in you. Inhale more poppers on the rag and just focus on the feeling. I bet you can feel my blood pumping through my dick, can't you? It is hard as a rock bc damn you have a nice hole. Tight like mine just a year ago. I saw you made a tent earlier when I pinched your nipples so I decided to go for it. You're the first person to take in all of my dick. I'm impressed. Here take two more deep breath, one on each side." Keith put the popper bottle right under my nose this time. Left then right. "good now hold it" he straddle on top of me, grabbed the remote and turned on some music on TV and shoved my head deep into the pillow and held on hands together behind my back with one hand and started moving his pelvis back and forth. My head was buzzing and I was moaning without holding back now but with my head shoved in the pillow and music playing, my moaning was barely audible. Keith's head was massaging my prostate in a steady rhythm. I could hear him trying to keep his own moaning down. "oh ben.. I'm gonna cum soon. Are you ready for it?" I knodded. Then I felt Keith pressing his body hard against my back and his body tensed up, 4-5 warm waves of his warm cum hitting my inner rectum wall. When he rolled down on my side and turned me side way, his mushroom head touched my prostate and the pressure of it and his warm cum made me shot my cum hard hands free. I let out the first groan without anything over my mouth. He panicked and covered my mouth with his big hand through the rest of my orgasm. My cum got on his hair, my hair, our faces. After 30 seconds or so.... He finally started letting go of me. We both covered in sweat and cum and was still recovering from the intense pleasure that we just had. I said "why did we wait until now to do this?" he said "I don't know but I promise you this won't be the last. I have so much more to show you". We parted way a few hours later on our way to our college. We wanted to fuck once more but his parents interrupted us every few minutes we honestly couldn't. Keith slapped my butt as I walked upstairs and said, I guess I will see you during winter break. I'll have a good Christmas present for you. He giggled. I had no idea what was on his mind but all I know was no cock had felt nearly as good as his since I got to college. However, I did learn a few new tricks that I plan on showing him when I see him. 😏

Back in it's heyday the Belvedere Theater was one of the hottest, sleziest, and depraved places in Atlanta. The theaters were cruizy, action was happening everywhere - in the seats, at the back, sides, stage area. One particular Saturday night during the summer I experienced one of the most intense hookups in my life. Being a 100% bottom faggot, I had prepared in advance. Cleaned out thoroughly, shaved, and trimmed. Put on my stainless chastity cage with the urethral insert. Lubed my ass well and inserted a large buttplug. Placed a weighted nipple clamp on each nipple. Put on a pair of shorts going commando, and t-shirt. Slipped on my tennis shoes (unlaced no socks). It was around 10PM and dark when I started my drive down to the theater. I felt like a total slut whore. The clamps were doing their job on my nipples. The plug in my ass, and cage had me breathing hard. I arrived and parked in the rear. I noticed there were a lot of cars in the parking lot. A few guys loitering there. I walked to the entrance, paid the entry fee and entered the facility. I could hear the thumping of music from the theaters. Some guys were hanging out in the hallway. I made my way to one of the gay theaters. My eyes had to adjust to the lack of light. The only light was from the movie playing on screen. On the screen was a white guy on his knees, surrounded by 4 hung black stallions. He was getting fucked RAW by a big muscular hunk of a man with a huge BBC. He was sucking the hard throbbing cock of another, and stroking the other two with his hands. The music and fucking sounds were intoxicating. As my eyes adjusted I could see I wasn't alone. Several men were standing near me. Some with thier Cocks out stroking them, others on their knees providing oral service. I walked down the center isle about a third of the way down and found an empty isle seat. As i sat there watching the action on the screen, my nipples were aching under the strain of the clamps and weights. My cocklet was trying to get hard in the cage, I could tell I was leaking precum from the uretheral insert, and my sphincter was clenching the butt plug in my ass. From behind me I heard the footsteps of someone walking down the center isle. He was a bit heavy footed and obviously not trying to be quiet. As he passed me I could see why, he was decked out in cowboy boots, denim from top to bottom, curly hair and well worn dirty cowboy hat. He walked all the way down to the front row, turned around and started making his way back up the isle. As he got closer I could see he was a ruggedly handsome man in his late 20's or early 30's. He had his denim shirt mostly unbuttoned showing off his muscular and hairy chest. He was tall, about 6'4" and lean. His jeans were well worn. But what caught my eye most was the huge bulge he was sporting down the leg of his jeans. It had to be a full 8 inches of Cock. As he got to me on his way back up the isle something came over me and I raised my hand up to get his attention. He walked over to me, standing there about 6 inches from my face with that huge bulge. He leaned in "You want some of this?" he asked loudly in a gruff voice, as he grabbed and shook his cock. "Listen bitch, If you say yes, I'm going to use you, defile you, fuck you hard until I'm done using your holes. I'm going to fuck your mouth and ass RAW. I'm going to breed you. There will be no refusing me of anythhing I demand, no backing out, no tapping out, do you understand?" I replied "yes." He grabbed me by my t-shirt and pulled me up out of my seat and dragged me behind him as we made our way up the isle and out of the theater. I was confused until we got to the entrance of the bathroom. There he found an open stall and pushed me into it. He said "hurry up and strip." As I glanced up I saw we had an audience that had followed us into the bathroom. I pulled my t-shirt up and over my head exposing the nipple clamps. "Whoa look what we have here! Nice fag." he said as he tugged on the clamps hard making me swoon in lust and pain. "What the fuck are you waiting for fag, get the fucking shorts and shoes off." Ackwardly I kicked my shoes off and worked to get my shorts off while having my nipples abused. "Damn more goodies. You tiny dicked bitches should all be caged." He grabbed my t-shirt and shorts and threw them over my head to the back of the stall. He grabbed and pulled on my balls hanging below the cage and squeezed them hard, eliciting a moan of pain from me. "Turn around and bend over." I did as I was instructed. I noticed my shorts had caught the upright toilet seat, but my tshirt was half in the dirty toilet water. He smacked my ass cheeks hard with his hands. Both cheeks repeatedly over and over again. I know my cheeks had to be bright red. "Reach back and spread your cheeks open." Doing this exposed the buttplug in my ass. "Your ready and really want this don't you fag. Got that ass plugged and open." He grabbed the plug base and pulled it out roughly. "Put your fingers in there and open that hole." I reached back and inserted my fingers into my gaping ass and opened it further. "That hole better be squeaky clean or you will be eating whatever comes out of it." He coughs up a luggy and spits it into my hole. Then re-inserts the butt-plug. He spins me around and forces me to sit on the dirty toilet rim as the seat was up. "You ready to service me whore?" He slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his six pack abs, and muscular upper frame. His Cock inside the leg of his jeans seems even larger. Throbbing, pulsing. He unbuckles his belt and starts unbuttoning his jeans. He is commando in his jeans, revealing more of his impressive body. He pulls his monster cock out and I instinctively reach out with my hands, which he smacks down. "No hands bitch. Just your holes and when I say." His cock is enormous. Good solid 9 inches and as thick as my wrist. He holds it over my face. I can smell his musty masculine scent. He smacks my face with his Cock. rubbing it all over my face. He pulls his cock up revealing his big hairy ballsack to me. He grabs a handfull of my head-hair with his other hand "Suck my balls. Give them a good tongue bath." I open my mouth and let my tongue do the work requested. His scent is so intoxicating, so manly, masculine, dominant. He directs me where he wants roughly. I'm moaning and breathing hard. When he is satisfied he pulls my head up and turns around presenting me his hairy masculine ass. "Get that tongue in my asscrack and ass. Dig in there deep bitch." Guided by his hand holding me securely, I start licking, tonguing, and probing his ass crack and eventually his pucker. "You like that bitch? Get that tongue in deep. Clean me good fag. Yep I took a shit before coming here, you like my shit?" I could tell from the smell and taste it was recent. But in my depraved state I was moaning and excited to be debased and used. He spun back around, and pushed his engorged cock into my mouth. I opened taking as much as I could. He now held my head with both hands. He started fucking my mouth going deeper and deeper, making me gag. "You better not bite me or throw up bitch. Take it whore." Tears were streaming down my face as I attempted to provide the service demanded. He stopped thursting while in deep, "look up at me!" He then spit in my face several times before proceeding to fuck my mouth and throat more. He stopped fucking my mouth but left his cock in it. Suddenly there was a stream of hot piss flowing into my mouth which caught me by surprise. "Swallow my piss whore, don't miss a drop." I swallowed what seemed like a gallon of his golden nectar. He then pulled out in mid stream and pissed all over my head, face, chest, and crotch until he was empty. Amazingly his Cock was still raging hard. "Get up fag, turn around, spread your legs and bend over, spread that ass open." He grabbed the butt-plug and yanked it out of my ass. I almost crumbled. He took the plug and shoved it into my mouth. "That will keep you quiet." He roughly and mercilessly beat my ass with his hands again, but this time included his belt. Then he shoved his entire Cock length and girth into my asshole in one full stroke. The beating had me crying and groaning around the butt plug. But when he shoved that huge Cock into me I screamed out which caused applause and comments from the crowd watching my debasement. Full strokes almost completely out to fully in (and into that next level). His muscular hands and fingers dug into my hip bones as he used them as leverage to force himself into my gut roughly. He fucked me hard and mercilessly for a solid 15 minutes. He was sweating heavily and I could feel his sweat dropping onto my ass and back. He pushed my legs farther apart, pushing my head down into the toilet - almost into the filthy water. Then with a mighty roar he shoved into me deep and bred me with his potent seed. He seemed to cum for the longest time. He slowly pulled out. Reached around and pulled the butt-plug from my mouth and shoved it back into my ravaged ass. Then he turned me around and pushed me down on the toilet rim. "Clean my Cock and Balls." I proceeded to dutifully clean his spent shaft and ball sack. When he was satisfied he pulled back and started dressing himself. He just turned and left. Never saw this man again - damn. An older black guy who had been watching the action and stroking his hard cock moved into the stall and forced his 6 inch thick cock into my mouth. He grabbed my head in his hands and face fucked me until he blew his load. I dutifully swallowed what was offered. He stepped back and then he and a hispanic guy started pissing on me. I opened my mouth and took some of their streams. The crowd dispersed. I started gathering my wet clothing. Couldn't find my shoes! My nipples were beyond aching. I pulled the clamps off and nearly passed out. I looked down at my cock cage and it was obvious I had cum while being fucked. After dressing I walked outside to my car. A young black guy had followed me out to my car. He said "that was so damn hot, I want to fuck and breed you. I want to put my load in next to the cowboys." I asked where do you want to do the deed. He said "right here over the back of your car." He whipped out a thick 7 inch BBC that was already hard and throbbing. I bent over the car, dropped my shorts, removed the ass plug, putting it in my mouth. He pulled my tshirt up and shoved his hard throbbing cock into my overused ass. My BBC stallion started fucking me hard and deep. My ravaged ass gave no resistance. Then he shoved his black cock in hard and gave me his load. He slipped out slowly. I put the butt-plug back in. Turned around knelt and cleaned his cock.

I started out at home stretching my hole with my butt plugs. I take an edible and pull out my poppers. After about an hour of stretching I can finally get my biggest one in all the way which is a new accomplishment for me. My goal to being able to take endless dick is coming closer and closer. I put on my jock and head to steam works. I’m pissed cause the line is crazy crazy long. I wait in line for about 45 mins and while I am in line some older guy keeps looking at me and undressing me with his eye. At one point he gives me a very specific cruising look that I choose to ignore because we are still in line. I keep standing in line only to get put on a waitlist for a room and I head to my locker. I get undressed and head to the back where the glory hole maze is. It’s very busy. I walk around making eye with everyone until the same older gentleman from the line sees me..clearly this guy is into me. Good thing for him I let anyone blow their load in me who wants to. If we weren’t at steam works this guy would never stand a chance normally. Clearly he’s pining for me and I’m gonna give him what he wants. I get into a booth alone and get on my knees and see him frantically enter the booth next to me pushing others out of the way. He puts his dick through and it’s a decent size. I begin sucking it and slurping moving my tongue all around his head as he thrust through the hole into my mouth. I turn around and press my hole onto his dick until he’s fully inside of me. He starts to thrust very enthusiastically. I take some hits of poppers and lean forward on the wall in front of me while his strange man uses my hole for his liking. Eventually he stops. I hear a knock on my door and it’s him. I guess the glory hole wasn’t enough and he wants to come in. Normally I hate sharing a booth but I had to let this guy cum at this point. I let him in and he starts fucking me thrusting harder and harder while kissing my neck and keeps telling me how handsome I am. This is turning me on that I turn around and start sucking him and then I let him fuck me.. I switch from ass to mouth a few more times and he’s loving it.. finally he’s ready to nut and he fucks me so hard that it starts to hurt a little so I take some hits and I am back to my piggy self. He blows his loads thanks me and leaves. I stay in the booth and see another dick poking through the hole. I begin to suck it. After a while I sit in it and this guy thrusts for few minutes. Then I feel him exit my hole. I’m pissed.. I look through the hole and see he put his dick on the other hole in the wall and is thrusting.. I put my hole up against the hole in the wall and hope he’ll come back for me. He does, at this point it’s clear he’s fucking me and another guy in another booth. But I get the load. i exit the booth and walk around and sit on a bench because the edible is starting to hit.. the way I am sitting puts me eye level with people’s crotches and some fat old man puts his dick in my face. I oblige and begin to suck it he blows his load without warning in my mouth and I am annoyed because I wanted it in my hole. He leaves and this encourages other guys to his place and i suck some guys dick who I don’t even remember. I bend over the bench and stick my hole in the air and he pushes into me. He starts pounding, another guy gets in front and I start sucking him off. I’m in heaven.. I take more and more hits until I’m spinning out. Not sure if the guy fucking me cums but he leaves and another guy takes his place. this guy is fucking me hard but his dick is small so I am Chillen bent over the bench completely disassociated with things around me. This guys makes a noice like he cums but not sure if he does. I am spinning out so I decide to leave and cruise the rooms. I see a bald big belly daddy jerking and I stand in his door and he motions for me to enter.. I get on his bed laying on my back and spread my legs. I take another big hit.. he starts pounding and I black out. When I come to I wake up to the same guy just pounding me. He thrusts a little longer until he cums I leave feeling weird about being fucked without being conscious about it.. until I realize how hot it was. I walk around trying to cool down and I see that my room is ready so I head to the front desk and I get a large room. I lay on my bed in my room with my legs spread in the air while I lay on my back. Some guy stares in the hallway and I lotion for him to enter.. he does and I suck him until I’m ready for cock. I take a hit of poppers and he enter me and starts pounding me. I am desperate to recreate the feeling I just had and keep taking hits of poppers. The combination of edibles and poppers makes me feel so loopy and slutty. Finally I am so out of it that I am not even aware that I am being fucked in a sex club. My mind is else where as I stare at the mirror in the ceiling at me being fucked by this random ugly guy. He fucks me hard that I am moving up and down in the mirror and I am super disassociated watching myself beign fucked. He says something I don’t quite make out and say “what?” He goes “I said I’m gonna breed you” then blows is load in my sloppy sloppy hole. He leaves and the fact that I am so high and being fucked and used while being totally out of it really turns me on. this feelings is amazing, I take hit after hit in my room alone. And I open the door.. I black out. I wake to an Asian guy pounding me. At first I start to panick a bit because I have no clue where I am or if I ever even encouraged this man to come in my room. But this is what I wanted. He keeps thrusting and thrusting and I let myself go mentally and he is talking major dirty talk. He says “ god ur so hot” I smile and he pounds harder . He says “ how many loads do you have? “ I say “ no idea” he keeps pounding that I hear our skin clapping together against my wet hole. He cums. He leaves and I close my door. My hole is super super wet. No idea how long I was out for or show fucked me during.. I love it. I get some water and head to the back and bend over the bench and feel a guy enter me and I start sucking some other guys while being fucked. At this point I can barely feel anything because I am so wet and so loose and so out of it. This guys stops fucking me and is replaced by another.. not sure if either guys cum but when they leave I go back to my room. I lay with the door open stroking in a poppers haze. I see a black guy come in and his dick is probably the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.. it’s probably 11 inches long and as thick as a beer can. There’s no way I can take this, I think to myself. I tell him he’s too big and he says “ you took it fine last time, and now I’m ready to cum” wow, this guy already fucked me and I had no clue. I shrug and spread my legs and he enters me. He’s right, I have no problems taking it and it’s amazing. I take more and more hits of poppers while this guy pounds my mess of a hole. He finally cums and asks if I’m negative. I say “yeah and on prep” he says “cool thanks” and leaves. this experience made me so euphoric. My hole was wet and loose now and I have no clue how many loads I have in me. What I do know is that I can’t stop now. After taking this huge cock I feel like any dick after that will be easy. I notice a guy keeps walking by my door.. this guy is older and hair and ugly with a huge mustache and a belly.. finally he motions me to turn around.. he wants me face down ass up. I oblige but he doesn’t enter. I sigh and stay in the position. Then I hear someone come in. It’s probably him.. he pushes into me and I can hear him clapping my cheeks and hear the wetness sloshing around. He’s pounding me hard and it sounds like wet skin slapping together.. my hole is so used I genuinely feel nothing. I probably wouldn’t even know I am being fucked if it wasn’t for hearing the skin slapping. I stare in the mirror in front of me and see me bounce with every thrust.. he doesn’t like this and pushes my head down.. he comes finally with a super loud moan that actually scares me.. he says thanks and leaves. I decide I a ready to leave it’s like 3 am and I am falling asleep.. I am almost tempted to sleep with the door open hoping that someone will fuck me while I’m out. But not sure if this will violate any rules. I choose to leave but I wanna cum. I cruise the rooms and I see this young Mexican guy and he motions to come in his room. I suck his little dick and ask him to fuck me until i cum.. he wants me to ride him. I straddle him and as I spread my cheeks to sit on him a bunch a cum falls out of me onto his dick. I look at him to cause his reaction.. he says “fuck that’s hot” and forcefully enters me to the point that I am suprised it hurts. He shoved the loads in me and thrusts literally twice before cumming.. I laugh to myself because my goals was for me to cum not him.. I get off him and he says thanks and I go back to to my room.. luckily some Asian man is cruising me so I let him come in. I tell him I want to cum and if he wants to fuck he’s gonna have to be quick cause I am ready to go. He says” it takes me while but I can fuck you and after you cum I’ll go find someone else” I let him in he pounds me hard and my dick is soft flopping out of my jock. He removes me jock strap and continues to pound my nasty hole.. my dick starts to get hard hands free.. and cums starts to spill out of my cock but I don’t orgasm.. he stops and I tell him to keep going.. he listens and my cock does it again and I feel a very dull orgasm happening he stops and I demand him to continue. He’s pounding harder and harder and my body seems to be confused.. as if I came but also not super satisfied.. he scoops my own loads off my abs and uses it as lube and shoved it in. I am ready to cum. My cock is not super hard and as he pounds I start jerking.. I say “holy fuck holy fuck I am going to cum” he pounds harder and harder and I blow my load so high and it feels so intense intense up badly and moan and moan. This guy at this point really should slow down or stop but for some reason he goes harder and harder I am just about to demand him to stop until he groans and it’s clear that he’s breeding me too. my load shot so high it was in my hair and my stomach is glistening with lube and cum and I am a mess. The guys leaves and I get up to go shower.. I shower and while I am getting clean some guy starts cruising me but I ignore it.. there’s no way I can stay awake any longer. I am now clean and then realize I am full of loads. I head tot he toilet and push them out.. time to head back to the shower.. my hole is throbbing at this point.. I am sore and exhausted. I check out and Uber home and fall asleep. I wake up the next day and take it easy. At the end of the day after spending all day in bed I turn on some cum dump porn and fantasize about being him. I jerk off while I play with my hole until I cum. I love it

I'm a preppy 28 year old, white dude of Irish descent, clean-cut, athletic, by many considered the typical red-blooded American male. But a more select group of acquaintances knows me for my more intimate characteristics. A bareback top with a mean 7” and a bubble butt to die for. Except for my propensity for barebacking, I’m pretty conventional. I get tested every 3 months, and have so far avoided the bug. Last weekend I got into chat with a guy in my neighborhood. When I say “neighborhood,” he lives 14 miles away. But by Internet standards, that’s close; so we decided to meet. I was pleasantly surprised when he opened the door. He was about 40, 5'8", bright green eyes, and dimples. A really handsome man. At first he was pretty easy-going, and we laughed a lot. We seemed to have a lot in common. We smoked some pot and got into a discussion of how it affected us. I commented that weed relaxed me and made me horny. He countered that it made him more animalistic and aggressive. He wasn't kidding! Once our clothes were off he became a totally different person—obsessed with using the hole of a guy that topped. In no time at all he had me on my hands and knees with my ass high in the air like a bitch waiting to be bred. He rimmed me for a while and used his spit to lube me. He worked his fingers into my hole. Long fingernails clawed at my ass. I sniffed his poppers and awaited the inevitable assault. I felt his cockhead against me, and within a minute was impaled up to his balls. A mixture of pain and ecstasy. He plunged in and out of me, almost withdrawing, then back in up to his pubes, till his balls snapped against my butt. My ass is still kind of tight, because I haven’t been fucked much, so each time he plunged in, it hurt. Not that he cared. He mumbled something about dry fucking being best, and called me his pussy-boy and his bitch. He told me he was going to impregnate me and wanted his seed to live on in my body. His dick, already engorged, grew ever harder and his eyes rolled back in his head—classic signs of a guy about to cum. But he fucked on. 15, maybe 20 minutes later I hit my low. The pot and the poppers had totally consumed me, and my ass had became the fucked-out hole sink hole he wanted it to be. Even token resistance was impossible. Where, he posed, did I want him to shoot? I'm not a Bug Chaser. If I know a guy is poz, I ask him not to cum in me. I asked his status. He smiled a nasty grin and said that it didn't matter, that he’d already cum once in me. I thought back 20 minutes, when I felt sure he was going to cum. He had! The fucker concealed it, hadn’t missed a beat, because he knew he could cum again. Grasping my ankles, he pushed my legs even further apart, and pounded my ass relentlessly as his 2nd load flooded my innards. That was just too much. With a head full of poppers and an ass full of cum, I shot all over my face and chest. Again I asked if he were poz. "Can’t rightly say. Guess you’ll have to wait and see. Then we’ll both know.” I wondered if “Can’t rightly say” meant he didn’t know or just wouldn’t tell me. I've taken some poz loads in my life, but have always cum out neg. Luck of the Irish, I guess. But maybe my luck’s run out. Meanwhile, I’ve developed an attraction to the guy. I’m going to see him again tomorrow, and this weekend we’re going to the baths together. I’m really looking forward to seeing him. If I have to be his boy-toy, his bitch, even his slave, to please him, so be it. Me, the arrogant ex-top.

Back in the early 80s, when I first was coming out, I went into a booth at a ABS where someone started blowing me through a glory hole. I came in his mouth and we both left the booth at the same time. He looked at me and smirked. He was a HS friend's Dad. He knew me because I had been to their house several times. I freaked and got out of there. I later found out he was a total cumdump and would see him cruising the bookstores all the time.

I was more into bottoming when I was younger. I was having sex with one of my first flatmates - once after he fucked me we were spooning in bed together with his dick still up my ass, I felt his dick twitch and throb a few times and I didn't realise what was happening until I started feeling like I needed to take a shit. When I asked him what was happening he told me he was pissing in my ass - there was something about being held and laying in bed while he did something so filthy that I loved straight away. He told me later that was also his first time, he had never tried it before but he said there was something about me that just told him I'd like it. He wasn't wrong 🙂 He had a big dick even when he was soft so it went deep - we couldn't do it all the time because it always took a few hours to completely work its way out of me, but that became a semi-regular thing for us after fucking. Usually we'd do it at night, I'd sit on the toilet and take a shower before going to bed but more always came out the next morning - so I was sleeping with his piss locked away somewhere in my large intestine. I also tried drinking his piss once but I hated it - I've had a few bottoms drink mine since then though.

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.

The sad thing is that Kennedy is completely putting on an act. I've been around him (not close, but certainly close enough to hear him speak, regularly, for decades) and this Foghorn Leghorn hillbilly act is completely made-up. He went to Vanderbilt University for his undergraduate work, UVA for his law degree, and also got a Bachelor of Civil Law degree from OXFORD - the one in England, not the one in Mississippi - for god's sake. He always had a southern accent, but nothing like this affected drawl he drags out (pun intended) in the Senate. It's not even just a political thing - he was deeply involved in state politics without this affectation from 1987 forward.

Easiest solution as I mentioned previously is request your account be deleted and all your data will be removed, problem solved. Try not to trip over your indignation and spurious claims on the way out.

Anyone can "stand behind" their own comments. What does that actually mean though? In this case it means one anonymous contributor on a discussion forum making claims. It carries the weight and force of "one anonymous contributor on a discussion forum making claims." In debate, the burden of proof typically lies with the person making the claim. "Shifting of the Burden of Proof onus probandi (also known as: burden of proof [general concept], burden of proof fallacy, misplaced burden of proof, shifting the burden of proof) Description: Making a claim that needs justification, then demanding that the opponent justifies the opposite of the claim. The burden of proof is a legal and philosophical concept with differences in each domain. In everyday debate, the burden of proof typically lies with the person making the claim, but it can also lie with the person denying a well-established fact or theory. Like other non-black and white issues, there are instances where this is clearly fallacious, and those which are not as clear." [think before following links] https://www.logicallyfallacious.com/logicalfallacies/Shifting-of-the-Burden-of-Proof If you were making a claim like: "the Pacific Ocean is full of water," that would be a "well established fact" that pretty much no one would have to research to accept, because it truly is a "well established fact." "Most of the gay people i know believe in Republican or conservative values." Coming from a self defined conservative Republican, that's sort of like a church going Christian saying: "most of the Christians I know believe in Jesus." That mostly establishes one's ethnocentricity, not a universal reality.

I was fucked outdoor at lot of places like woods, car, adjacent to the road, park, alleyway, House garden, lay-bys, etc. But a couple of fucks happened at the places I didn't imagine. I was chatting to a guy on Grindr - black young and hung - and we decided to fuck outdoors but I didn't ask him where as he told me that he has one location in his mind. When I reached his house, ( I was just wearing tank top and jocks and shorts, white socks and shoes and I already had 3 loads in me) he took me to his own house garden which was open and anyone from b I was fucked outdoor at lot of places like woods, car, adjacent to the road, park, alleyway, House garden, lay-bys, etc. But a couple of fucks happened at the places that I didnt expect. First hookup About a month ago, I was chatting to a guy on Grindr - young and hung - and we decided to fuck outdoors but I didn't ask him where as he told me that he has one location in his mind. When I reached his house, ( I was just wearing tank top and jocks and shorts, white socks and shoes and I already had 3 loads in me) he took me to his own house garden which was open and anyone from adjacent houses could see us. But we still got naked quickly and he rimmed my cummy hole for a while. He loved my loaded hole. After some time, he shoved his big cock in my ass and started fucking. After around 10 mins, we heard someone's voice from his house so he asked me if we can go inside his garage. We quickly went inside the garage and it was really messy and smelly with trash everywhere. There was an empty space for hardly 2 persons where we resumed our fuck. He finally cum inside my ass after another 15 mins. It was really a great fuck. When we were getting dressed, he apologised for the mess. I didn't really care about that place as long as I was getting his big cock raw 😈😈 lol. Second hookup A couple of years ago, I had an appointment in another city and soon after I was done with appointment, I started browsing guys on Grindr. I was chatting to a guy who wanted to breed me but I told him that I can either travel or meet outdoor. He didn't want to meet outside but after few minutes he came up with a plan and asked me to come to his place. As soon as I was near the entrance of his flat, he let me in sneakily and took me to a small dark storage room immediately without any chat/talk. It was really small room used to put their stuff and trash and it was all dark in there. It seemed his family members were in the flat and he fucked me in that small room silently. As we both were wearing tank tops and shorts, we could get naked quickly and he bred me with just spit. It was unexpected place for me get fucked 😁 but it was hot and risky.

Hot story! I love filling up a sexy guy with hot piss and feeling him enjoying it.

I'm pretty verbal when I'm cumming in an ass while in a darkroom or in my personal room at a bathhouse. I find that others tend to gather around if the action reaches its climax. Then I enjoy eating my cum out of his ass! Some guys, like me, are vocal; others are silent cummers. I can feel some guys squrit in my ass; others just dribble their loads inside. The more loads, the merrier!

I like knowing when the top is about to cum in me. It could be a grunt, faster pumping or verbally saying he’s about to explode in me. Either way is fine but I just like knowing. It increases my pleasure.

FWIW, I'm obviously not the one who created this inspired take on Britt's babbling. But I am happy to have shared it 🙂

Hey guys, I just wanted to post letting you know something has come up in my life that is going to consume time and energy. I will be posting Part 45 on time, but I'll be disappearing right after for a bit of time. As soon as I can get back, I will. I'll continue writing, bringing this story to a close, but this event/issue demands and deserves my attention. I know you'll understand, but I just wanted to give you a heads up. Thanks - Heir2012

Last weekend, I was visiting a bathhouse to pleasure as many men as possible. The sling in the basement is where I enjoyed my last loads. I honestly didn’t care who was breeding me as I also love anonymous bb sex. It didn’t take long before the first one mounted me and plunged deep and holding his cock in me. As he felt me relax he began his deep thrusts and with in minutes I could feel his girth growing and stretching me. What a feeling!! He powerfully unloaded his seed in me as quickly as he had started. God it felt good to be his raw cum dump. I ended up with 6 anon loads that night. Very hot considering I hate prep and only take raw loads. Oink

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

Chapter 2 It’s been a few months since I last saw Keith. No one has fucked me like he did before we left for college. If it wasn’t for him, I probably would have rather stayed in my frat house and only come home for Christmas just so I could hook up with anyone I wanted freely. Thankfully Keith said he got a place for a few days just so we could catch up and not have to worry about parents. The address he gave me is a cabin about 30-40 min away from our hometown. When he said he got a place, I didn’t quite expect it to be a getaway destination. The place seems nice. It has an industrial feel to it, is modern, and is packed with some excellent amenities like a pool table, ping pong table, and hot tub. When I looked through the pictures, all I could think about was where in the house we can fuck each other brains out. I pulled up to the driveway and there were two other cars there, too. I recognize both of them. They belong to Henrique and Marc, both are a grade above us. Henrique is this hot Brazilian exchange student. About 6’0, nice dark skin tone, had a slender tone build and his arms were already covered in sleeves of tattoos in high school. He wasn’t exactly a typical high school student. I don’t know the background but all I know was that he was already 20 when I was a junior. He gives out a bad-boy vibe which makes him intriguing. Rumor has it that he has a huge curve dick and he knows how to use it. Girls described that sex with Henrique wasn’t just sex. It was an “experience”, whatever the fuck that means. Marc’s family was Henrique’s host family when he came to the US. They hit it off right away and pretty much have been inseparable since they met. He’s 6’4, ginger, with a deep voice. I don’t know much about him really because other than being on the football team together, we didn’t really interact with each other all that much. I’ve seen him bending over in the locker room before. I must admit, his red hair makes his butthole extra delicious looking. I jack off thinking about him sitting on my face, making me eat his hole and tongue fuck him plenty of times during football season. I surely wouldn’t mind if they stay with Keith and me at the cabin, as long as they don’t mind us fucking everywhere. I got out of my car and walked around the house to the back, following the smell of delicious steak to the back, and found Henrique out back cooking steak, brazilian style. They look and smell so good. Even better was Henrique, who was wearing nothing but an apron and sandals. I had no idea his back was covered in ink, too. As he walked around, his dick, which hang down just a little above his knee swung freely left and right. “Oi Benny. Long time. Man, you look good. You seem hungry, are you?” he gave a devilish smile “The steaks need a few more minutes but my sausage is ready if you want it.” I stood there with my mouth open and my eyes fixated on his cock. It wasn’t anywhere near hard, but its size was already nearly as big as Keith's dick at 100%. I also didn’t know he was into guys so I was trying to decide whether he was making a joke at me or serious. I didn’t need to figure out the answer because the next thing I knew, he already walked up to me and gave me a deep tongue kiss. While we were making out, his right hand moved down from my waist into my shorts and had his middle finger pressed firmly against my hole. He stuck the tip of his finger in my hole and out quickly. It burns a little. I’m guessing it was probably salt since he’s been grilling. “Nice and tight. You gonna be calling me papai after dinner Benny boy. It’s great to see you. Marc and Keith are in the house. Get comfortable. I’ll be right in with dinner soon. Oh….can you throw me a beer from the fridge?” “Year, sure. Nice to see you, too” I was still shocked by everything that all happened so quickly. After I tossed Henrique a beer, I walked down the hallway looking for Keith and Marc. Then I saw Marc walk out of the bathroom completely nude into the room directly across from it and Keith was just turned on the shower and taking off his soaking wet shirt. “Hey man. What have you been up to working up a sweat that got your shirt soaking wet?”, I said “Marc was teaching me something new. You'll learn soon enough. I’m glad you’re here though. Sorry I didn’t tell you about Henrique and Marc being here. It’s technically this is Marc’s place. His parents own this cabin. He moved out here after high school and has modernized the place. It is a nice place, isn’t it?” Keith sounded kind of out of it. Maybe he’s just exhausted from helping Marc with the place. I didn’t think too much of it. He looks like he’s gotten a bit slider and slightly scruffy. I dig his new look. He looks great under that rainfall showerhead. The shower was big enough for all four of us. I’d been driving all day, so I decided to get in the shower with Keith. Just as I took off my underwear Marc slapped my butt and said “Hey Benny. That ass truly is as good as Keith described it. I liked your butt when we were on the football team together but it’s been a while and your ass has gotten more ripe than I remembered. There’s a towel in the closet after you are done. I’m always nude because this is my place, but there’s a robe in the guest bedroom if you want to wear it. Make yourself at home. Dinner should be ready by the time you guys are done. I’ll come back to that cake of yours after dinner” Marc smiled and licked around his lips in a circular motion as he walked toward the dining room. “Wow! Did you see Marc’s dick?” I said to Keith as I got in the shower with him “It was as thick as my arm!!” “Yeah. His dick is no joke, but you know you miss mine the past few months.” Keith said as he pushed me down and put his rock-hard dick in my mouth. I gagged, then I heard Keith said “Say thank you Papai” I was confused and hesitated, then before I knew it, Keith forcefully shoved his dick even deeper in my throat and said, “Say thank you papai. That’s a number 1 house rule you must learn in this house, or you gonna chocking on a dick for a while”. I mumbled those three words out of my mouth then Keith finally let go of my head and leaned forward, gave me a French kiss and pinched both of my nipples. “That’s a good boy. We’re gonna have so much fun with you. It’s gonna be a long night. Do you want some time to yourself in here?”. I nodded as Keith slid his dick up and down my butt crack, and the head of his dick slid right in my hole briefly and made me moan aloud “Oooo…..this hole has been through some college training, hasn’t it? It was much harder to get my dick in the last time. You are such a slut. I had thought I might have to teach you how to get ready, but now I think you know exactly what to do don’t you?”. We both laughed as Keith exited the shower and started toweling himself off and said, “We won’t start dinner with you but take your time.” As I walked in, Henrique was fucking Marc’s throat sitting in a chair while rimming Keith’s hole. Keith seems a bit different compared to when he left the shower a few minutes ago, but I couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. I was wondering if Keith would let me fuck him at some point. I think the way he moaned basically gave the answer I needed. Henrique saw me from the corner of his eye and said “Alright pigs. It’s dinner time” Dinner was delicious, and I had a great time catching up on a lot that I had no idea was going on when we were all in high school back then. It’s as if I lived under a rock the whole time. I knew nothing until tonight. The day Henrique arrived at Marc’s, he was high as fuck because the night before he was at a sex party fucking all night. He took a slam to keep himself awake so he could make sure that he made it onto the plane. When the plane’s lights went off, he decided to whip out his dick and stroked it because he was in the last row on the plane, and no one else was in that row with him. Then he realized the flight attendant had been looking at him stroking his monster dick for how long he had no idea. Henrique wiped his precum off his dick with his finger and signaled the flight attendant to suck on his finger. The flight attendant took no time to lick the cum off Henrique’s finger. Henrique whispered to his ear, telling him to go into the bathroom and make sure his pants were off and his hole was facing the door. Henrique said he walked in the bathroom shortly after, covered the flight attendant’s mouth then went balls dick in his hole right away. He kept his mouth covered and pounded him until he unload in his hole. Henrique showed us a picture of his dick half way in the flight attendant’s gaping hole after he bred him and wrote “whore” on the flight attendant’s lower back with a marker. Henrique said he slammed once more before getting off the plane because he had already seen pictures of Marc and was already determined to make him a cumdump of his. He snuck into Marc’s room that night, covered his mouth the same way he did with the flight attendant, and popped Marc’s virgin hole forcefully. We were surprised that he could hold Marc down, who was so much bigger than him. Henrique said he had put some g in Marc’s drink before bed so Marc could barely fight him and his hole was hungry for his cock. Marc just didn’t even know that’s what he needed until he started moaning like a bitch. Henrique had gone to bed after breeding Marc’s hole but Marc was high as fuck from Henrique’s chem cum and couldn’t sleep. He fingered himself all night long but still couldn’t get himself to cum. In the morning before school, Marc begged Henrique to please fuck him again so he could cum. He had a midterm that day, and he could not focus unless he shot his load. Marc said all he could think about was Henrique forcefully breeding him in the middle of the night and he loved it. Marc has been Henrique’s cumdump all through high school behind closed doors. I was amazed. Not only this was the first time I learned about slamming, chemcum…etc. I would never guess Marc was Henrique’s nightly cumdump. Both of them have always been so masculine acting. On their prom night, Henrique got a hotel and blindfolded Marc, tied him to a bed, and put a hidden camera to record Marc taking stranger’s load and load. Marc was even double penetrated at one point. To their surprise, that night, someone they knew came to the room. Henrique then showed me a video of Keith walking in and immediately putting his finger in Marc’s cum filled hole. When he realized how loose that hole was, Keith did not hesitate for a second and lubed up his arm and fist and shoved it in Marc’s ass. He got under Marc and swallow Marc’s thick dick all the way down while he upper hook punched Marc’s hole. Keith then did the same thing he did to me, wet a rag with poppers and held it in front of Marc’s face for a while, and he pulled out his fist fast. Marc’s hole made a pop sound then Keith stick out his tongue, licking every drop of cum he could find around Marc’s rosebud. He held the popper rag in front of Marc’s face the whole time he was fucking him, bred him, then sucked his own cum out of Marc’s hole, untied Marc and flipped him around, split out his own cum on Marc’s dick, then sat on Marc’s dick balls deep his first try. He fucked himself until he cum hands free then made Marc clean up his dick before he left the room. “That was the best performance of that night and we would have never guessed that it’d come from a junior jock that we saw in school every day,” said Henrique. “He used Marc so good that we decided it was time to get Marc his own cumdump because Marc does also have a dominant side of him” “The next day, we sent Keith the video of him when we were all in study hall together. His face went so pale, and then we told him to go to the bathroom next to the classroom and open up a package floating in the toilet and put it in his ass, then return to the classroom,” Marc said while could hardly stopped laughing “It was a pretty wide electric buttplug, and we gave him no lube. In addition to that, there are four small magnetic balls that we wanted him to pinch his nipples using them. Those balls pinch the nipples HARRRD. He came back in the classroom in no time, though.” said Marc “He didn’t know the buttplug was an electric buttplug and could be controlled wirelessly. He really held it together and kept everyone else from noticing what was going on with me, but we knew. Especially when a large coin-size wet spot appeared on his shorts,” said Henrique “We instructed him to reach into his shorts and get as much cum as he could on his hands, then lick his hands clean. If he doesn’t, then everyone will get that piggy video of him,” Marc said. I was strangely turned on by getting to know this new side of Keith that I didn’t know before. Keith just sat there with a smile. “Anyway……I want to take a shower and get a few things ready for our night, so let’s save story time for another time. Why don’t you boys get a drink” Henrique winked at Marc when he said that, “and go enjoy the hot tub for a bit or start a camp fire. Oh….don’t forget to give a couple of the things we made for Ben last night before I come back.” Henrique got up from the dinner table and started walking to the other side of the house then he paused, turned to me, and said, “hum…my cock is covered in precum. It’d be a waste to wash them off. Ben. Do you want to come to taste my precum?” “Sure”. I quickly in front of him and down on my knees about to wrap my lips around the glistening head of his cock but he pulled my head back by my hair “Ohhh no, Benny. Not so fast. I only offered you to taste my precum. You don’t get to suck on it just yet. Stick your tongue out and use your tongue only and lick my precum clean……yeah that’s it.” he let out a satisfied giggle and said “Now crawl over to Keith and Marc and make sure you do the same for them. Don’t suck. Thoroughly use your tongue to get every bit of their precum in your mouth. You must call me Papai for the rest of the evening. Do you understand? I nodded, but Henrique gave me a warning slap across my face when he saw me nodding, “Do you know why I slapped you?” “Yes sir” I got slapped again but on the other side of my face and it was a lot hard than the first slap. “Sim Papai” I said “There you go Benny. Good boy. I will also allow Papi if that's easier for you to remember. I can speak either Spanish or Portuguese. Now you may crawl over to Keith and Marc” Henrique gave them another wink before he started walking toward the other side of the house. I thought to myself, being a sub isn’t necessarily my thing, but I’d do anything for these 3 guys. I wonder what they have planned for me tonight. I was most excited and a little bit scared.

It was winter and I had rented a hotel room for a few days looking to get my bottom faggot freak on. Take on as many Cocks and Loads as I could, hopefully sating my craving. I always rent sleazy motels where the doors to the rooms are on the outside of the building, and where the parking can be discrete for me and anyone I hookup with. I had cleaned up and out, trimmed, shaved and prepared for my days hopeful activities. My toys, lube, condoms, on display in on top of the dresser: Nipple Clamps, Ball Gag, Medium Butt Plug, Dildos, Lube, etc. I had nasty gay porn playing on the TV in the room to get the mood going. I had posted on several sites my availability and the service I was offering to any and all takers. Started up a chat on one of the sites with a Latin gent who said he was a supervisor for a road contruction project nearby and wanted to come and use my services after they finished for the day. He wanted to make sure that I was a full sub bottom, as he was a DOM that was very demanding regarding the type of service he expected. He confirmed that I sucked cock, swallowed cum, rimmed ass, was into WS, TT, CBT, BDSM and got fucked raw taking loads. I assured him I was the full service sub faggot he was looking for. He told me when he would arrive and that he would text me when he was in the parking lot. He wanted me to have my room door latched open. I was to be fully naked, on my knees fully spread open, hands clasped behind my head. I got his text that he was in the parking lot. So I prepared the door and myself as instructed in front of the door, ready for his arrival. I heard steps coming down the outside walkway. They stopped at my door and he pushed it open. He stood there in the doorway with the door fully open observing me for what seemed like an eternity. I could hear voices from the walkway, and other rooms. "Glad to see you follow instructions faggot" he announced loudly in his Latin accent upon entering the room. He took his time setting down a shoulder bag in a chair, and then finally closing and locking the door. He was dressed in layers, a Braves ball cap, sweat shirts, shirts, work boots. His jet black hair poking out from his cap, full black beard. I guessed he was in his late 30's or so. Ruggedly handsome. He walks over to me and around me inspecting what he plans to use. He sticks his fingers into my mouth and probes in and out for a few minutes. After he pulls his fingers out, he says "tilt your head back and keep your mouth open wide." I do so and he leans down and spits into my mouth several times. "Swallow." Then he reaches down and pinches and pulls on my nips. Softly at first, but he quickly escalates to pinching, pulling and twisting them hard. I grimace in pain. "You like that gringo?" I start to scream out in pain when he grabs my throat "You take it bitch. I don't want to hear a sound from you. You take what I give you." When he finishes my nips are red and stinging. Next he takes his booted foot and nudges my ball sack and cocklet a few times. "Such a tiny worthless cock you have. Guess your don't do much fucking with that little thing." Then he kicks my ball sack with his booted foot a bit harder, racking me. I muffle myself not wanting to scream out and suffer more abuse. My balls draw up trying to retreat from the assault. He repeats this several times. My balls are aching. He walks behind me and grabs and feels my ass cheeks. "Bend down gringo, face on the floor, ass up." I assume the desired position. He kneels down behind me. "Reach back with your hands and spread your ass cheeks fag." I dutifully reach back with both hands and and spread my ass cheeks revealing my fuck hole. He probes my asshole with his fingers. I hear him get up and get some lube. He then returns to my hole with lubed fingers and pushes into my fag ass-cunt. First two fingers, then two, then three. My mind is reeling, damn that feels so good. My little cocklet is getting hard and dripping pre-cum even though my balls are sore and hurting. "Your ass hole better be clean fag. Any shit I find you will be eating." He finishes probing my ass-cunt. "Back up in position" he demands. He wipes his fingers in my hair and then forces them into my mouth to clean. "Clean my fingers, bitch." Standing in front of me, he commands me to "kiss and lick his boots clean with my mouth and tongue." I crawl forward and start kissing and licking his boots. He moves his feet around so I can get to the entire surface. They are dirty from work in the street. But I do what is demanded. Then he says "undress me." "Start with my boots." I start unlacing his boots. Removing one at a time. Next came his jeans, un-buckling his belt, pulling his zipper down, and helping him take them off. His legs are covered in black fur, strong and muscled. He is wearing Calvin Klein low rise with a cock/ ball pouch in front. The pocket is full. He pulls off his sweatshirt and layered shirts all at once. The smell of a working man fills my nostrils. A well muscled and toned upper body is exposed, covered in jet black hair in all the right places. "Take my socks off." One at a time I remove his socks exposing his bare feet. "Now slowly take off my briefs." I reach up and start pulling down his briefs. Slowly his uncut cock and balls come into view. I'm trembling with excitement. My cocklet getting harder, bouncing, leaking. He steps back and sits in a chair. Leaning back and extending his legs, feet on their heels. "Clean my feet and toes with your mouth and tongue." I crawl forward and begin the process of cleaning this dominate man's feet and toes with my tongue. His feet and toes are smelly from a days work. The top, bottom, toes, between the toes. Finally he says "Thats enough." He stands and steps in front of me. His cock near my face. "I need to take a piss. You gonna be my toilet bitch?" "Open your mouth. You will swallow it all." I open my mouth and tilt my head back as he pulls his foreskin back and aims his cock and starts pissing a heavy yellow stream. The smell and taste is rank, but I swallow as quickly as I can to keep up. My stomach is churning, the need to retch and throw up is pressing. But I continue to force it down. I'm not able to keep up and some of his piss rolls down my chin, down my neck, over my chest, and down to my cocklet, balls, and legs, puddling beneath me on the hard floor. When he finally finishes he steps forward and wipes his cock on my face. "Clean up my piss you missed on the floor with your tongue." I move back and start licking up his spilled piss from the floor. When I'm finished and back in position, he walks over to the bed and puts one foot up on it, exposing his ass crack and ass to me. "Come over here spread my cheeks and clean and rim my asshole bitch." I crawled over an used my hands to open his cheeks further. The musk and sweat from a hard days work filled my nostils. His crack was full of dark black hairs, and his rosebud looked so inticing. I moved in with my mouth and tongue and started rimming around and into his hole. The taste was harsh and tangy, but I continued servicing this dominate man. "You like that gringo? I took a shit earlier. Clean it deep bitch." He reached back and grabbed my head by my hair and forced my face and tongue into his crack hard. He flexed his pucker open and my tongue was allowed in deeper. The deeper I went the more shit I tasted. This continued for a good 10 minutes or more. I again had to fight the need to retch and throw up. He released my head and commanded me to suck and clean his ball sack. He had large balls covered in jet black hair. I worked them carefully with my tongue and mouth, cleaning them thoroughly. While I was doing this he was jacking his cock which had grown considerably in girth and length. He next had me lay on my back on the bed with my head hung over the side mouth open. He slapped and rubbed his fully erect and extremely hard cock all over my face. Then he was fully in my mouth with his cock, fucking it. His 6.5 to 7 inches curved up and reached the back of my throat gagging me. He grabbed me by the throat, "take it bitch. Take it all." When I gagged and attempted to retch he would tighten his grip on my throat. My eyes were watering, my mouth overflowing with saliva. He fucked my mouth relentlessly. When he tired of tormenting and fucking my mouth he had me stand and bend over the bed, with my legs spread wide. "I don't want to hear a peep from you, understand?" " Yes, Sir." Then he starts slapping my ass cheeks hard with his open hand. The pain and heat from this beating becomes intense. I lost count but somewhere around 20 hard slaps per cheek is endured. "Nice and red now." He walks over to his jeans and removes his wide thick belt. He folds it in half and stands behind me again. "I don't want to hear a peep from you. Understand?" The belt swishes through the air and lands on my already stinging ass cheek. The pain was intense. Then another swish and a loud slap on my other cheek. The pain continues to grow, and I stiffle my response to it. When he tired of tormenting and beating my ass. He slapped his hard cock all over my ass, the rubbed it up my crack a few times. Then he placed it at my rosebud. Without warning he slammed his hard raging cock into my faggot ass-cunt, and started pounding away. There was pain due to the sudden intrusion and my abused and beaten cheeks. My anal pain started to deminish as he continued to pound me. The curve of his cock was slamming into my prostrate repeatedly, brutally. My cocklet was hard and leaking pre-cum. His fingers dug harshly into my hips and he pulled and slammed his throbbing Cock in and out of my ass. He started slapping my ass cheeks with his hands again while fucking me. Suddenly my brain was in overload from the intense prostrate pounding I was taking. My ass started convulsing, opening up and out fully to engulf his cock and my cocklet started dribbling out my pathetic cum load. Then he exploded in my ass, filling me with his load. Shot after shot into my ass-cunt. He held it in deep for a long while. Then he pulled his cock from my ass with a plop, covered in our combined juices. He grabbed my head by the hair and spun me around to my knees at cock level. "Clean my cock whore." In an orgasmic daze I dutifully cleaned his cock and balls. He pulled his cock from my mouth and walked over to his clothes. "Come here and help me dress." I helped him get dressed again. Underwear, socks, shirts, jeans, boots. "Assume the position." I quickly moved back to the position he found me in. Kneeling, knees spread open, hands interlocked behind my head. "I'm leaving now puta. But your work is not done. I have 4 of my workers downstairs in my truck waiting for thier turn to use your fag holes. You will service them fully in whatever way they wish. They better report to me how satisfied they are with our new whore. I'm going to latch the door open and you wait right there awaiting their arrival."

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

I went down to Vault on one of the naked Thursdays, looking for a good long night, and definitely found it! I arrived around 6, you can catch the end of the afternoon crowd and get a few loads before Naked kicks in. So got undressed, and went into the main room, naked, with others clothed, wandering around, makes me super horny! I climbed onto the soft bench space, pushed my ass out and waited. Of course I was so horny I could help but finger my ass as I waited, which I had pre lubed. Quite a lot of people milling around, a few strokes, and quite quickly I can see a guy shifting in behind me. I hear him unzip, a finger circles my slick hole, I hear a sigh of satisfaction and he pushes his cock in. Its about average, perfect for the first fuck, and he is hard as nails. I lean back to get him fully in and he responds, pushing hard, and we find a good rhythm as I push back against his thrusts, feeling him fill me up. IN no time he is groaning, pulsating and blasting me with my first load! As he slips out, some cum dribbles out and I can’t help but finger my now cum sloppy hole. The scene has clearly excited some else, and an older guy comes over, and starts fingering my hole. He rubs the cum around the hole, gently pushing his finger in, loosening me up. I groan, it feels so good, that sense of a first load giving you a sticky cumhole, and the expectation of the next fuck. Once he has played around for a few minutes his finger leaves and he presses his face against my hole, licking the cum. So good! Warm and bristly, he prepares my hole. A few minutes of him slurping, and rubbing his cock and he then stands up and thrusts straight in. I gasp and lean by hips back, opening my ass and resting my head in my hands as I can feel he is really going to work my hole. We set up a rhythm, as he gently slides in, holds and out, I am opening my hole to feel him more fully, and push the cum onto his cock. His fucking is perfect, gentle nudging of the hole, his head teasing me, then sliding in fully. It feels so good, I reach back and feel his balls and the cum around my hole. I love feeling the cock with my fingers, slipping over his hard cock as he slides in and out, the cummy stickiness around it and his tight balls. This slow gentle and fulfilling fuck goes on for maybe 10’, it really is perfect and I rest my head on the cushion, lean back and use my arse to open and close around his thrust. Gradually he speeds up, he starts to groan loudly and with my hand sliding under I can feel his balls tighten. He thrusts one last time, spasms four or five times and leans onto me. We rest a short while and then he cock softening, he slowly slides out and I catch a nice gob of cum dribbling off his cock. He pats me, whispers thanks, and heads out. I get a few more cocks before seven, when they call everyone to get leave or get naked. At this point the place is filling up with more and more naked bodies and hard cocks. Typically, it slows down, you can see people wandering around, checking each other out, seeing what is on offer. My arse is nicely sticky, there is cum on the cushion under my hips and as people walk by I clench and unclench my hole, hopefully a signal that I am ready, and can promise a good fuck. I love this early anticipatory sense of possibilities, how many cocks, how many loads, it heightens my sluttiness. People fingering, pausing, slapping my ass as they circulate. And by the end of the evening I will have taken at least 10 loads, and maybe had 20 fucks in the 4 hours. I won’t go into all the details, but a few highlights There is a guy, who over the night fucks me maybe four times. His cock isn’t big, and he wears a condom (except the last time, as ever!). But he has the beautiful slow penetration, a slow bottoming out and he moves his cock inside me pushing the sides, exploring. He pulls out and teases my hole and it feels so good I really relax into his style. Of course the last time, he pulls of the condom, speeds up, moans and moans and rabbit fucks me for about a minute before holding my hips tight, pushing his pelvis hard against me and shooting deep inside. There is always going to be the pump and dump guy. Its about half way through the evening, probably 4 or 5 loads in. I am kneeling down, looking between my legs to see guys shuffle by. I must have been recently fucked as I remember this young, thick legged guy with a wide long cock. I fingered my hole, scooped up some of the cum and pushed it in. He moved quickly, stroking his cock and then just rammed it in, deep and hard. It took my breath away, but I opened up, thrust back and over the next 5 minutes we hammered each other hard before he stopped, deep inside and unloaded. His cock, still hard, slipped out and he disappeared into the crowd. I love a pump and dump! During a series of fucks a young guy, maybe 20, got on the cushions, lifted my head up and waved his semi hard cock in my face. It was a thing of beauty, thick, maybe 7 or 8 inches, a perfect cock. I swallowed it, and slurped invitingly, as he thrust in and out my mouth. He lifted my head and kissed, we snogged passionately, and then again he pushed me down to his cock, me sucking again and then again snogging hard, frenzied. I dropped my head and licked his nipples. He jumped off the cushion, stroked his cock and got behind me. I shuffled back and opened my legs wider, pushing back and opening up. He grabbed my hips and slammed in, his cock stiffening and hardening as he thrust in and out. It was frenzied, like his kissing and I opened up fully, let him feel the cum, thrust back hard to meet his thrusts in. I was clenching as he pulled out, to keep him in, and opening up as he pushed back in to invite that cock to really go deep. This young buck kept it up for maybe 10 minutes before finally pushing one more time in, his cock hardened, I could feel the base with my hand, pulsating and shooting his cum deep inside. An older guy, tall, skinny cam behind me. Another guy next to him was encouraging him “breed him, breed the slut!” I opened my legs wider, dropped my hips to let him know I was up for this – though the quantity of cum around my hole, on the cushion, was testimony enough. He had a nice cock, may 6”, curved down with a plump mushroom head. He pushed in semi-hard and I opened to accommodate him. He stopped and stayed, deep inside. I clenched and unclenched to get him harder. I reached back and stroked his balls, feeling the stickiness around them from my hole. It got him harder and he started to lean in to fuck me, his cock moving nearly all the way out, the mushroom head nestling against my hole, and then pushing hard and deep inside me, the squelch of my hole audible. He continued this for maybe 10’, pulled out, and I could see him shuffle to the guy next to me, also bent over. I leaned back and could feel the thrusts he was giving this other bottom, next to me. I was still enjoying the aftermath of his first assault, and fingered my hole, pushing out some of the spunk. He probably fucked the other guy for 5’, and then, maybe my obvious horniness drew him back, but his cock, now harder, pushed once more into my hole. He was on his last thrusts, the guy next to him was encouraging him – “breed him!”. He leant in, tensed and shot deep, then pulled his cock out. I put my hand under my balls and felt him spurt one more time onto my ass, onto my hand. Bliss! I left around 10, 4 hours of fucking, 10 or so loads, a full and happy hole! Vault definitely delivered!

I was a late starter with anal. I loved to suck but I'd been brought up with the whole "spunk will kill you" mantra of the 80s. But I was desperate to feel a cock inside me. I always wanted it to be bare. Why bother if you dont take the load? Use a dildo! In my life I've taken two rubbered cocks and hated it... the whole point of being fucked for me was to take the load inside me. After the first dick though I was addicted. To the point that even now, if I don't get at least a load a week, minimum, I genuinely start to feel down. But of course I convinced myself that I was a smart bottom. I chose guys that only topped. I chose guys who had negative in profiles. I avoided poz guys - even, later, the undetectable ones. I believed the guys who said they were negative. Buy it just didn't properly feed my addiction. It didn't quiet the slut. It simply wasn't enough. I *needed* to be the slut that I am. So, I began to stop asking. I stopped looking at their profiles. I mean I didn't care what they looked like. A slut isn't choosy! And still it wasn't enough. Finally giving myself to every cock offered as long as it was bare was the thing that finally made me happy. Going to saunas and bending over for every guy who wanted me - but actively rejecting those who wanted to wear a rubber. Almost aggressively seeking out bb. Going to cum unions. I crave quantity over quality. I'd prefer 5 low quality, fast, pump and dumps from 5 complete strangers over one good fuck from someone i lnow. I know most guys are the opposite but it is my ethos and it's in my DNA. I am a slut. I'm proud to be a slut. I'm here to take loads. As many as physically possible. I stopped caring about what might happen and started getting what my psyche screamed for. I test regularly now of course. It took years between being afraid, to being able to accept what I wanted to be, but fuck me it made me happy when I got there. I'd love to know your journeys to full slut as a top or bottom.

FYI, my doctor confirmed to me that the 2-dose vaccination scheme against mpox was effective for a lifetime. Just got my second jab.

White ass belongs to the black man no question about it.

I absolutely would and have twice. I don't know what is so erotic about it - but it's definitely a personal fetish deviance I enjoy.

Agree with others here. To be more specific though, for a beginner: get in shape; practice being a good boot licker, tops, bottoms, soles, welts; practice sucking, licking, worshipping cock, down to the root, wet and nasty; learn to rim your man's ass; always swallow cum (no spitting out) or take loads in your ass unless otherwise instructed; be verbal, if your top wishes, take his cues what that sounds like; expect to be verbally degraded, slapped, spanked, tits worked hard; clean out before a session unless raunch is desired; assume you will drink at least beer piss; be able to take a hard fuck; listen whether your top likes his nips, ass or other body parts played with; call your dom sir or boss, as he demands; be prepared to light your top's cigars or cigarettes if instructed; more generally, listen to instructions given by your top as scene begins, and follow them. These are a few examples of what I expect as a bare minimum from a beginner sub. The key point is that you must focus on giving pleasure to your man, not what you want him to do to you. Generally I prefer older muscled subs who are much more experienced and into receiving pain and edge play, and getting very dark, with no safe words. Although I have a weakness for hot college age bottoms looking for their first...raw cock, smoke, snort, slam, poz load, blood slam, whipping....

So many factors may affect transmission. The use of lube, the size of the dick, the amount of time fucking. A gentle quick fuck by a a detectable man with small dick using lots of lube will probably be less likely to infect than a man with a very large dick just using spit and fucking for an hour. In the end it's whether the HIV virus enters the recipients blood stream. A well abraded anal or rectal lining is the perfect place for HIV to enter.

Generational difference here. Started out bareback in my freshman year of HS. Sex Ed in Texas is a joke and didn't cover gay sex, much about HIV/AIDS or how to prevent it. I'd been fucking around a while before someone gave me the skinny on it all. Tried safe sex and fucking hated it. Was nervous about taking loads from strangers and very picky in HS. Once I was 18 that all changed. But I didn't come up with the stigma against bareback sex. Part of it is being Latino too. Latino guys just never use condoms. It's a cultural thing.

I'm not bragging but, answering the question that I always seem to get ass! I also like introducing 'tops' to being a bottom. Meet an older guy, to play, who just bragged about being only a top. After talking awhile of me spreading the joy of getting fucked up the butt, he said yes and that boy was never a total top again!

I fucked a coworker thru a gloryhole...didn't know it was him until we finished the deed and started to leave..he walked out of his booth and we made eye contact. He freaked out and left quickly. He is a super religious guy with a wife and kids....lol

This depraved faggot received a message on SD from Jacob. Jacob is a masculine black male DOM, 6’4”, about 185, 8 inches cut. He was looking for a white full-on sub, faggot cumdump he could use, abuse, fuck hard and breed. This could be a one time thing, or ongoing. Ongoing could mean being whored out to others. I'm a gray haired, blue eyed, white male, 65 years old, sub, 5'11", 220lbs, average build, 4" cocklet, with large balls. He wanted me naked, with the exception of my metal chastity cage with urethral insert, with a ready body, mouth and cleaned out & lubed ass-cunt. We discussed what might or might not happen in our "session." We made arrangements to meet up at his place during the day for a session. I arrived as he was walking down the hallway of his condo building. We exchanged pleasantries. Once inside his condo I asked if I could use his restroom. He pointed to the room and said, “All yours.” I went in and stripped in the bathroom. Last quick check to make sure my cunt was ready for a pounding. I pulled my large butt-plug out of my ass and pushed more lube up inside. When I exited the bathroom he was in his bedroom naked on the bed, looking at his cell phone. He was a handsome man, muscled ripped gym body, and a huge thick flaccid Cock between his legs. He told me to come into his bedroom. He had me display my body to him. Front facing him, hands interlocked behind my head, feet wide apart. He took a picture of me with his phone. "I'm going to record this session" he stated. I have my phone here and several cameras in the room. "You want this today, right?" he asked me. "Yes, Sir" I replied. "You want me to use and abuse you for my amusement and pleasure, then fuck you raw, and breed you, right?" "Yes, Sir" "There will be no safe word, no stopping, once we start. And you are a consenting piece of shit, willing to endure whatever I dish out. Right?" "Yes, Sir" He got up and walked over to his dresser and picked up a heavy chain collar and leash. He put the chain collar around my neck and buckled and locked it into place. The cold metal made me shiver. He grabbed the leash and yanked on it hard. I felt the collar dig into my flesh around my neck. He snapped a picture. Then he picked up a pair of metal hand-cuffs, walked behind me and took each hand down from behind my head and locked them behind my lower back. Another picture was taken. He stepped in front of me again. Looking deep in my eyes. He grabbed a handful of my hair and started smacking my face with his open hand. Softly at first, but progressively harder. Palm side to my left cheek, backhand to my right cheek. My checks stung and reddened. "Open your mouth." I opened my mouth dutifully, and he spit into my mouth several times. Then stuck three of his long fingers in my mouth. "Suck my fingers fag." I started sucking his long fingers as he began to finger fuck my mouth for a few minutes. He pushed deeper and deeper making me gag and retch as he reached further back into my throat. " He reached over to the dresser again and came back with a ball gag. I could tell this wasn't new, but had obviously been used many times before with different subs. He shoved the ball gag into my mouth and locked it behind my head. The taste of the used ball gag was putred. "That will keep you somewhat quiet." Another picture was snapped on his phone. Then he reached down and pinched my nips. Easy at first but then harder and harder making me cringe and my knees buckle, moaning into the ballgag. He reached over to the dresser and picked up a crop / flogger. He started beating my nipples with the flogger. The pain was intense, making me scream into the ballgag. My nips throbbed when he stopped. Another picture capturing his handy work. He picked up a pair of nipple clamps from the dresser. They were the Japanese type with a heavy chain between them. He grabbed each reddened nipple and applied a clamp to them, and then dropped the heavy chain. The pain was well beyond intense. It felt like my nipples were being ripped from my body. Another snapped picture. He looked down at my caged cocklet and balls and laughed. "You should go to a Doctor and have these surgically removed fag. They are of no use to you. You don't need a cock to piss from, nor balls to produce sperm." He grabbed my balls in his muscled hand and squeezed them tightly and yanked down on them. The pain was immediate. I screamed into the ball gag and my knees buckled. He picked up the crop / flogger and began beating my balls harder and harder. My balls tried despirately to retreat but were trapped in the chastity cage with nowhere to go. My knees gave way and I crumbled to the ground. "Get up fag! Get your faggot ass up and present yourself to me!" In deep pain I forced myself up and presented my self appropriately. He then kicked me in the balls with his foot. The smack was thunderous and the result was me crumbling to the floor again. Jacob started kicking me, yelling at me to "Get the fuck up bitch." This was repeated so many times I lost count. He then instructed me to turn around. He smacked my ass checks playfully at first, but then with more force. He kept smacking each side with his bare hand, harder and harder. The clamps and heavy chain on my nipples started swaying with the beating I was taking. My balls were throbbing, and the movement didn't help abate the pain. He then had me bend over at the waist and rest my head and neck on the bed. He retrieved a big wooden paddle and renewed the beating of my ass cheeks. The pain was so intense. I screamed into the ballgag and bed. He stopped and started rubbing and kneeding my ass. A few pics were snapped. I felt his fingers probe into my ass-crack. Jacob released one of my hands from the hand-cuffs. He instructed me to present my asshole to him. Pulling my ass cheeks apart showing him my ass-cunt. Then he told me to put my fingers in my cunt with both hands and hold my hole open for him. He kept imploring me to open wider and wider. More pictures. Then he spit into my open ass-cunt several times. One was a big luggy he coughed up. He pushed his own fingers into my cunt and probed around. First two or three fingers, then four and his thumb. He started pushing with his entire hand trying to get it into my ass. Unfortunately, his hand was too large and my ass-cunt too small to take him fully. He then relocked my hands in the cuffs & removed the ball-gag. He then reclined on his bed with his legs open. He instructed me to suck his cock. I crawled to him across the bed and began sucking his cock. What a wonderfully magnificent BBC it was. He grew harder, thicker, and longer with my faggot mouth going up and down on his cock. Pics were taken of me servicing him with my mouth. He grabbed his ballsack and had me suck and service them as well. He grabbed my ears and head and started skull fucking my cunt mouth, going down farther and farther until I was gagging. He was really enjoying the use of my mouth. My tits were continuing to be abused by the clamps and chain. My ass cheeks were on fire. He turned over and presented his ass to me. I dutifully started tounguing his ass crack and ass-hole. Probing deep with my toungue. His taste was musky, like he hadn't showered all day, and had possibly taking a dump recently. He got up and grabbed the ball gag and put it back in place. Suddenly he wanted me on all fours, ass up head down. Without any prep – bam his entire BBC was in my hole balls deep, pounding my cunt open. The initial pain was intense. He kept altering my position then pounding away. He grabbed the leash on the collar and used it to move and position me to his liking. For two solid hours he fucked my cunt until it was wide open. When he would pound against my prostrate I would shake and spasm. Then he would fuck me so deep I knew he was at the turn in my colon – god damn that hurt. Finally he kept fucking my prostrate so hard until my cunt orgasmed around his cock four times, my cocklet dribbled out my pathetic cum from the tip of the cage uretheral plug. Then Jacob blew his load in my cunt, flooding me with his cum. He pulled out, unbuckled and removed the ball gag and instructed me to clean him. I cleaned his cock, balls with my faggot mouth tasting his cum and my ass juices. He had me cleanup my dribble mess from his sheets. Jabob grabbed the leash on the collar and forced me to follow him to the bathroom. He instructed me to kneel in the tub and open my fag mouth. I did as instructed and received his golden flow, in my mouth, on my head, hair, face, swallowing as quickly as possible. He stopped his flow and had me turn and present my well fucked and open ass to him. He filled my ass-cunt with his remaining piss. He asked me if I had brought my ass-plug as instructed. I said yes and showed it to him. He took my large butt plug and shoved into my cunt, “that will keep my seed and piss in you.” "Clean my Cock." I sucked and licked his wonderful cock and balls clean. Jacob removed the collar and leash, hand-cuffs, and finally the nipple clamps! Oh my God I thought I would die from the intense pain. Then he said, “Okay faggot I'm done with you. No shower, no towel, just get dressed and get the fuck out.” I was still dripping in his piss. I hurriedly got dressed, my clothes wicking up the piss on my body, and exited his place. The entire time I was walking to my car I was sure people were staring at me. All the way home I could smell Jacob, his cock, balls, cum, piss. My nipples were still screaming each time I moved, or my shirt brushed against them. My ass cheeks were burning, my neck and wrists were red, my balls were sore, my well fucked ass-cunt hummed.

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

I found the dad of a girl I went to high school with on Squirt. I breed him a few times.

I rolled off Shayne then looked over at him with a sheepish grin. A. “I think were on our way to knowing each other” S. “you might be right, now come here” Shayne pulled me up close to him as I became the little spoon and we cuddled together his cock buried in my ass, and soon fell asleep. We changed positions a couple time me spooning him and sliding my tool deep in his gut breeding my step-bro 1) Shayne I had been in the middle of a hot jack off session for my Just For Fans web site when I heard shuffling coming from the room next door, I reached over and turned off the lamp on my night stand and clicked off the ring light, sending my room into almost complete darkness, lit only by the strip LED lights over my headboard and around my ceiling. I used my keyboard to stop the recording and crept closer to the door of the shared on-suite bathroom. I could hear my stepbrother pissing in the toilet, then exiting his room. I had known Adam my whole life, his parents and mine were friends from college and from what I gathers members of the same swingers group. I remember as a toddler seeing little Adam in the kids’ corner, the babysitting club the members would take turns watching over while the others enjoyed themselves swapping partners for the evening. As we grew older, I watched as Adam developed into a strapping youngster. My parents divorced a year before Adams, his dad headed to the west coast to a new job and life, my brothers and I living with my mother with our dad living the next town over. Adam lived with his mom, and we saw each other in school and on athletic fields as we both were highly active in sports. My mom started dating Adams dad when I was about ten and they got married when I was 14. The wedding was nice but a little awkward as it seemed like Adam was ignoring me the whole time, spending much of his time with his best friend Robert, while I spent time with my brothers, Mark and James, but I couldn’t stop glancing over at Adam, maybe with a hint of jealousy. I had known I was gay from a early age but was able to hide it by being athletic and active, shortly after my eighteenth birthday, however I went to the local department store and purchased a “Burner phone” you know the pay as you go variety. I knew that as long as I was near a obtainable Wi-Fi signal it would be free to use it, I left the store and headed over the local coffee shop, bought a latte and sat at a table setting up my new phone, I logged into the shops internet access and installed an application I had heard of called grindr. While grindr was downloading and installing I went on the web browser and created a Gmail account using an alas and linked grindr to it. I was sitting in a back corner of the shop and I proceeded to set up my grindr account, Rookie Jock 6’1 158# sandy brown hair, green eyes I’m a Virgin, need someone to show me the ropes. I filled in as much as I could then went to the rest room, being single use I had a lot of privacy, I fluffed up my cock to a semi hard state, pulled down my pants in the back to show my ass below the waist band of my jock, pulled up the front of my tight fitting tank top to expose my abs, and held my hand out. I turned myself so my ass was visible in the mirror and took a torso selfie which showed from my shoulders down to my knees my cock distinctly prominent in my basketball shorts. I took a couple shots and then sat on the toilet deciding which one to post. I uploaded the picture to my profile and proceeded to pee away the latte. I exited the bathroom and wen and bought another latte and headed back to my car, halfway there the phone binged what I soon would recognize as the grindr alert, I stopped and opened the app, there was a tap and a message: Hey there rookie, experienced trainer ready to show you the ropes I looked at his profile, he was close and very attractive, I wrote back: Hey there hot stuff if you got time to teach me I’m available now, and you’re close I’m off in ten minutes if you want to meet up, come to target customer service desk, ask for Al I continued walking to my car and then drove over to the Target and parked. I walked in and a hot guy with a nametag saying Albert stood off to one side of the customer service desk, I walked up to him and asked you Al? He smiled and asked if I drove here, and I replied yes, and he sheepishly said his car was in the shop and needed a ride home. I said sure, hoping to rid him of the red polo and khaki short in a brief time. We got in my car and he directed me to his home, I walked him to his door as he didn’t really show much interest in me, a far cry from his grindr messages. He unlocked the door and peeked inside, after confirming his roommate was out, he asked if I would like a drink and I followed inside. As soon as the door closed behind me, he pounced like a cat grabbing my arms and placing them over my head, bringing them together and holding them with one hand. He kissed me deeply and groped my cock in his other hand, he pulled back and apologized for his rash move as I moved a hand behind his neck and pulled him into another kiss, it was the first time I kissed a boy that way and I was rock hard, straining against my jock strap. As he led me to his room pieces of clothing were discarded and by the time, we reached his bed we were completely naked, other than our socks. He had a chiseled body and a 7-inch cock which was drooling precum. We continued kissing and he nibbled his way down to my 8.5-inch tool and sucked it into his mouth, my first blow job, he sucked on my cock then my balls and worked his way around to my pucker. He began licking and kissing my hole, probing and stretching me open little by little, then I felt his cock head press into my hole, It hurt at first and he stopped for me to adjust to the intrusion before ramming it fully into my rectum, his precum coating my walls making them slick as he pumped in and out, he pulled out and flipped me over so I was staring into his eyes as he plunged back in, fucking me hard and fast. He tensed up about ten minutes later driving his cock in deep and he grunted: ‘Fuck yeah I’m Cumming take that dirty seed you faggot, take my AIDs baby deep inside, fuck yeah impregnated another sorry ass mother fucker” I was in heaven feeling his seed in my body, he leaned in and kissed me again his cock twitching inside me my cock throbbing between us. As we came down off our orgasmic highs I suddenly heard clapping in the doorway, Al’s room mate stood there his enormous cock in hand stroking and rubbing the precum into his head and shaft, Al got up and his roommate norm walked over “Do I get sloppy seconds, cause that looks like a hot piece of ass there needing to be bred” Al looked down at me, then at Norm and back at me. I nodded and gestured for him to mount, he slid in to my hole stretching me more, Al’s cum lubing the way as he proceeded to plow my ass for around ten more minutes, then he pushed harder into me and breached my inner ring causing me to gasp but soon had my ass spasming around his shaft milking out his load. He leaned in to kiss me then whispered in my ear “hope you decide to keep my strain, I’m Al’s Poz daddy” Al pulled me aside after getting me a Gatorade “you can stop this from happening just go here and get some PeP” he handed me a piece of paper with the address of a clinic, it also had a couple of websites I should try out: Sqiurt.org and Breeding Zone. I kissed him a thank you and whispered back I hope you’ll have me back. I had been attracted to my little stepbrother and wanted him to like me but all he seemed to do was ignore me even when I moved in for the holidays. That was about to change as I pulled on my Jock Strap, adjusted my junk down so if it chubbed it would fill out the pouch obscenely. I headed down the stairs to find Adam in the kitchen making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He was in a pair of plaid boxers and a large tee shirt which covered down just below the crotch of the shorts, just enough to hide the gaping fly but not long enough to hide the shaft that was snaked down his leg. He noticed me as I flipped on the overhead light, he glanced over to me his gaze starting at the bulge in my jock and raising up over my tank top covered torso, my abs clearly on display then met my eyes. Adam darted to the table, but not before I noticed his cock had inflated and a stream of precum was dripping from the tip which now was poking out the leg hole. He left a streak of precum across the kitchen floor as he quickly sat down. I proceeded to the electric kettle and turned it on, grabbed a cup from the cupboard and a packet of hot chocolate from another cupboard, poured hot water in the cup and stirred the mix into the cup. I took the seat next to Adam and slapped my hand down on his knee. He appeared to be very nervous and I proceeded to start up some small talk, hoping he would loosen up, my hand moving up his thigh I noticed it was damp as I got close to his cock. I grinned to myself, I was turning him on, I drank my chocolate and he ate his sandwich. I realized he wasn’t ignoring me rather avoiding me. He got up and placed his sandwich plate in the sink and turned to leave, I gulped down the last of my drink and popped up behind him, encircling him with my arms and pulling him into me, my crotch pushing into his ass crack, it was obvious he could feel my hard cock as I told him “ I think it’s time we got to know each other better” . I dropped my one arm leaving the other wrapped around him and guide him up stairs, we passed his room and I directed him into mine, as we approached the bed I turned him to face me, he looked scared as I took my hands and cupped his face pulling him in for a kiss, I would soon know if he wanted this as much as I wanted him. He started to pull back then lunged into my kiss, we were soon swapping spit as our kisses became more passionate. I stopped kissing his mouth and began kissing his neck and ears and down his body. I soon had his large cock in my throat and was fingering his hole, he moaned and speaking in gibberish as I turned him around and began eating his ass, my fingers jutting in to help stretch him open. I fucked my stepbrother hard my cock spasming in him just moments after my initial entry coating his ass and inners with a nice coating of semen, came twice more before dismounting him, the little blue pills I took before my jack off session had done the trick of staying hard throughout. Adam turned the tables on me and I was soon impaled on his monster cock he being about a inch longer than my 8.5 member and a bit thicker he pounded into me with the same vigor as I had bred him. We chatted a bit before cuddling into each other, I spooned him and he wiggled his cum filled ass up against my hard cock and I was soon inside him, he occasionally would wiggle and fuck himself on me and I fell asleep shooting another load into his gut. We must have shuffled during the night as when I woke at around three, I was impaled on his cock which was pulsing in my anus and shooting another load into me. I was a happy brother on the road to knowing my stepbrother better. I awoke around eight in the morning with Adam draped over me, his head in the crook of my arm, breathing in my musk, his body half on top of me, his legs straddling mine. I kissed his forehead and tried to move my arm from around his head, his hands came up to stop me and he pressed his nose further into my pit his tongue lapping out at my sweat, I had showered just before going online and hadn’t bothered to reapply deodorant so it was all sweat from the workout we had last night. It turns out my stepbrother was as kinky as me, maybe more so. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him passionately. “Good morning sleepy stud” I said to him, he smiled and replied “I had no idea you could ever be into me like that” I laughed and we talked some more. He asked about the scorpion on my hip and I told him about Al, then went on to tell him how I had gone to the clinic and gotten PeP and took it along with Getting on PReP, I then told him about finding cruising areas around town and at college and liking hooking up with guys and going to the baths on a regular basis. I told him about the time I had gone off PReP and went beck to Al and got bred multiple times before he took me to the baths on a special night “CumUnion” I believe it was called and being a hot college twink I was bred multiple times, Al had taken a marker and written things like “CumDump” “no Loads Refused” “Poz Me” all over my body had even put a tally board over my abs, neg and Poz written across my belly either side of my button, and guys would breed me and put a hash tag in the column they were, turns out I got twenty three Poz loads and 14 neg ones, the following week he took me to a hot Latino tattoo artist, Julio, with multiple tattoos adorning his body, a beautiful bio hazard one encircling his left nipple. He gave me a scorpion one on my hip, three weeks later after suffering from the flu Julio colored in the stinger in red. We had chatted snuggled up together for just about and hour before getting up, taking a shower together, Adam depositing another load in my hole in the shower, had went down and made breakfast together. I then invited him to go to the gym with me and we quickly cleaned up breakfast and gathered our workout clothes, he drove us to the gym in which we had a membership and we proceeded to do some cardio and free weights, today was my chest and arm day, Adam said he normally works on legs on Saturday’s, so he spotted me on some machines and I on him. We returned to the locker room and stripped down, Adam said he normally showers and goes on with his day, I told him he missing out on recovery option of the dry sauna and steam room, he indicated he avoided them due to feeling uneasy, I gave him a playful punch, teasing him about getting a hard on with just the thought. We rinsed off in the shower, I helped him a little, him slapping me away afraid someone would see us, I was soon to educate my stepbrother, that our gym wasn’t as homophobic as he had assumed. We exited the showers and walked over to the jacuzzi tub with two guys already soaking in it, one was a middle-aged daddy type the other a college aged guy with a sheepish grin on his face. I hung up my towel and slipped into the water, Adam followed suit although a little weary. Both guys looked like they wanted to eat Adam up, as Adam made his way across the tub to me, the college aged boy reach over and brushed against Adam, touching his cock. He sat next to me and I whispered “see they’re very friendly here, he smiled and stretched out his leg across the tub brushing his foot alongside college boys thigh and stroking his growing cock. The college boy moved over towards Adam as the Middle-aged gent soon was beside me. From the arm movements above the water, I could only guess what was happening below, the boy leaned in and whispered in Adam’s ear something then the two exited and moved on to the dry sauna. Frank the older man then asked if I was getting too hot, I smiled and lifted myself to sit on the edge of the tub as his mouth enveloped my cock. He was a first-class cocksucker and I soon exploded down his throat. He excused himself and I was left alone sitting above the tub. I swung my legs around and got up to join Adam and the college boy in the dry sauna. As I opened the door the heat hit me and as I glance in I noted the boy with his legs over Adams shoulders, Adam’s cock working like a piston in and out of his hole, Adam introduced him as Mario and continued to pound the boy, Adam grunted as he deposited his load in the boy, he moved aside and I took my place and began to fuck Mario in earnest, having just cum down franks throat I was sure it was going to be a marathon ride but Adam kissing and caressing me had me shoot in record time. Mario got up and kissed both of us, then Whispered in my ear “hot tattoo, hope it takes” I Whispered back “it might since you just took my latest conversion as well” he looked at me with a toothy smile “what’s your locker number, I’d like to give you my number” before leaving the room. Adam and me walked into the steam room together, we sat at the far end and started making out when the door opened we pulled apart, I pulled him back into me as the new guy approached, I reached out with my free hand and cupped his balls as his cock bounced against my arm. I sat up and the new guy, a black guy somewhere between Adam and my age straddled my lap and sank down on my cock. He started bouncing up and down on my tool and casually said “nice to see you back again stud, been not long enough to tell but I got a good feeling this is going to take” I explained to Adam I had hooked up with Sam on Christmas eve after my work out, that Sam was on the water polo team at the university nearby, of which I was to join when the semester started up in a couple of weeks. Sam was grinding his ass into my groin pushing my cock deep into his guts making sure I breached his inner ring, causing him to have a anal orgasm, which as always soon had me shooting my toxic load up yet another chasers ass. Adam pulled Sam off me lap and forced him to clean off my cock as he sauntered behind the guy and shoved his cock in one motion pushing past Sam’s inner ring causing him to orgasm repeatedly. Adam had to hold Sam up as he plunged in and deposited his load as well. Sam was weak in the knees when Adam finished painting his guts. We both supported him and set him on the tiled bench, pink froth of cum slowly oozing out his well used bussy. We left Sam in the steam room and proceeded to the showers to clean up, we dressed in our street clothes and Adam drove us home. While he was driving I opened the note Mario had left, it contained his phone number and a list of his classes as well as a invite to join him at Twink night at the local baths, which was tonight. When we got home and began prepping lunch as it was now close to one in the afternoon, my dad entered the kitchen, he was in baggy shorts and a tank top which did little to hide his nice body and sculptured chest. He looked at us and stated: “It’s good to see you two getting along finally, just so you know I happened to be passing your rooms last night when I got in, and wondered if you’d like to join me tonight for a boys night out, I assure you, you will not regret it and you will have fun” I started to say I might have plans tonight as I wanted to take Adam out to a club and have some fun with him. Dad inquired what club, but I didn’t want to say, so I relented and said “fine we’ll go to boys night out with you, but I doubt you and your cronies can make it fun” I would end up retracting my words by this time tomorrow.

Chapter 5 I woke up in a bed by myself in an underwear but it wasn’t mine. I looked around the room. I'm guessing this is the room that Keith and I will stay in because I recognize the stickers on his backpack. This must be his boxer brief. Next to the nightstand is a Gatorade and a note. “Hey Benny. I’m guessing you will wake up pretty soon bc we boofed a little bit too much from the three of us and that’s why you fell asleep. I can smell the cum on you and in carrying you in here. If you feel like freshening up, a towel is in the bathroom if you want to shower. Anything else you might need is under the sink. Here’s one of my jockstraps if you feel like putting it on or just come out naked and find us out back in the hot tub or in the garage. Stay hydrated, buddy” I looked over at the clock, it's 2am. I guess these guys really don't sleep. I wonder if they continued their fuck fest without me. I wouldn't be surprised if they did. As much as I love their cum in me. I think I'm gonna take a shower here and make room for more. I went into the bathroom and saw an iPad sitting on top of the toilet bowl. I picked it up and was going to use it to play some music if it was unlocked. Not only was it unlocked, but a video was paused. I hit play, and then I heard a somewhat familiar voice saying. “take another hit, boys. Deep breath, then hold it until I tell you to let go.” Then I saw Marc setting the iPad down in front of him and sitting on the bed next to Henrique. They each had their own popper, and they both are drooling, kind of, but their dicks sure are throbbing. “Keep going…keep going.” Both of them are still sniffing the poppers, and it’s been at least 15 seconds. “Hold it and make out with one another. Then, you can slowly let it out when you guys are making out. They turn facing one another, and both put their right hand behind the other’s head. Marc’s left hand was playing with Henrique’s beautiful right nipple, and Henrique had his fingers bunched together closely and was slowly penetrating Marc’s hole. Marc couldn’t help it but to stop making out and moaned. Henrique grabbed him by his hair and yank it down, then inserted his tongue back into his mouth, top down. Then there it is, Henrique’s hand disappeared and was all the way in Marc’s hole. I couldn’t tell whether Marc liked it or not but he could barely catch his breath. “Oh yeah Marc. How do you like your brother’s hand up in your ass.” “Ohhhhhh…hah ~......I…..I love it sir. Thank you” “Alright. I just parked, so I’m coming in. Both of you take a strong hit, just like the one before. They both grab poppers and start sniffing. Now when I come in, I wanna see Marc in a doggie position showing his ass to me. Henrique, do the same thing but I want your ass stacked on top or Marc. I wanna see both of your beautiful holes pointing toward the door when I come in. “Yes, Daddy,” they both said.” Henrique proceeded to pull his fist out as Marc moaned and moaned until his anal made a ‘pop’ sound. There it was. Marc’s rosebud again. They both took another hit of popper getting into their position for wherever they were taking orders from. Henrique slid his dick up and down Marc’s butt crack and slipped his dick head in mark occasionally. Henrique didn’t turn around to face the camera, but I could tell he was doing something. As the bedroom door opened and the familiar voice got louder, I heard the sound of something snapping. Then, all of a sudden, Marc had a 180-degree change in his behavior compared to how he had been a minute ago. Then I saw Marc raising his left arm and starting panting “Oh fuck.....oh fuck,Daddy. oh fuck......Please fuck my cunt. It’s been a few days. I really need fucked. Please breed my cunt. Marc said “Oh yeah baby…..your pussy is hungry isn’t it? Henrique. Rape your brother’s hole and show him no mercy. Put on a show for me” “Yes boss.” then the camera went dark. I’m guessing the iPad got put aside, but I could still hear the sound. There was one other short video so I tapped on it. Now it seems like iPad is in Marc’s hand. Henrique had a pigtail coming out of his ass and was on all fours deep throating the cock of the mysterious man sitting on a hair. The man's face was still not in the frame. Then the man pulled his legs up, exposing his hole and said “Now do that thing you do with Daddy’s hole Henrique. No one else does it the way you do” Henrique put his face in his ass as told then the man said “Oh fuck yeah….Is it how you get boy pussies ready for your dick?....oh….man, you are good. Now...Good enough. Stand up and turn around now” Henrique turned around, showing the camera the pigtail coming out of his hole and gave a loud moan when the man violently pull it out of his ass. The man hover over Henrique’s hole from top down, drip some lube on his hole then at a steady pace pushing his dick in Henrique’s hole inch by inch. “Is this what you wanted in your cunt? Daddy’s cock?” “uuuuhhhhh….Yeeeaaaas. Fuck me daddy” Henrique said in an uneven high pitch voice “How do you like watching your dominant brother getting fucked Marc? You didn’t know he was such a submissive bitch, did you? The guy who owns your ass now belongs entirely to me, taking my dick with his tight hole. Make sure you zoom in and get a good look at his slutty face. Henrique’s mouth was open but didn’t make any sound other than some occasional moan. When the camera backed up, the man spit on his dick and let his saliva slide down and into Henrique’s hole. He was holding a glass dildo that he lubed up hastily and started push it in Henrique’s hole. When it went in, Henrique’s dick was twitching and he let out the sound of ecstasy. Henrique’s cum shot past his head. Then finally, the men’s cock started pumping into Henrique’s ass. The sound of his balls hitting Henrique's ass grew louder. “Did you like that dick in your pussy?” “Yes” Henrique said “Yes what” “Yes sir. Please rape my hole and breed me” “Oh yes….here it comes, baby,” the man’s dick plunging into Henrique’s hole hard. His asshole looks great in the shot, too. After one minute of fast pounding and making Henrique moan like a bitch, he pulled out his dick “Oooohhhhhhhh uhhhhhhh fuck……I love your tight hole so much” he cum all over and around Henrique’s hole. He then used his dick to push as much of his cum toward Henrique’s hole and was fucking them in him when there was enough cum gathered. I love you, two cock hungry whores. I don’t know what I’ll do with you guys. “We can bring you…” Marc said, but the iPad died, so I didn’t hear what he was going to say. Who was the man? He dominated Henrique’s hole the way I wanted to. He fucked so good that even Henrique moaned like a bitch. I wonder what that’s like. I hop in the shower cold, hoping to cool my boner down bc I didn’t want to waste a load jacking off in this house. There were way better ways to unload in this house. While I was in the shower, I got so thirsty and drank most of the Gatorade After getting out of the shower and towel myself roughly dry, I started walking toward the living room with just my towel on. It was so fucking smoky everywhere, but it didn’t smell like anything bad. Normally smoke detector should be going off by now. In some parts of the house, I could barely see my own hand sticking out in front of me, hoping to avoid running into something. Where we were messing around in the middle of the room with the square couch bed now has a sling above it. It is a single chain sligh hanging from the ceiling in a triangle shape. It’s a pretty good one because now you can use the slide from any direction. They saw me walking toward them, and Keith said, “Come on, Ben…..this next line is yours.” I had no idea what am I running toward. When I got there, Marc said “hold this tube to your noses or slightly in your nose. Whatever you are comfortable with. When I said go I’m going to move from your left to right, you gonna have to move along with me at the same pace while sucking as hard as you can, ok? “Yeah, I think I got it.” My left hand was still holding my towel together, and my right hand was holding the tube in the ready position. “3….2….1…Go” Henrique took my towel off for me and said “I don’t think you need have this up in this house. I finished ⅔ of the line but not all. Before I was about to exhale, Henrique said “wait wait wait….come here and blow all the smoke on my dick slowly. As the smoke surrounded his dick, It’s unbelievable how hard his dick is. He pulled my chin up to make out with me. I whispered to him and said, “I saw a video of your hole getting wrecked. I loved it. The next time let me breed your hole. Henrique smiled. When I turned around, Keith just did a line himself and shotgun it to me. I got better at inhaling smoke from his mouth this time and passed it on Marc’s dick this time. We all did one more line then we moved to the hot tub outback. Marc gave everyone a gatorade and told everyone to stay hydrated. The cold gatorade tasted so good sitting in the hot tub. I chug mine down all at once. Keith didn’t want to get in the tub yet so he sat on the edge with his legs in the tub only so I took the seat in front of him and lean all the way back, feeling the jets massaging my lower back while the left side of my neck resting on Keith’s balls and his dick resting on my left shoulder. I turned my head to the left to give his dick a kiss. We got on the subject of talking about our childhood crush. I said “It’s kind of weird but I used to jo to my dad and uncle so much. They are identical twin so it’s hard to find one hot but not the other. They both are about 6’3 with a tennis player build. Muscular legs and arms. When they wear shorts and free balling, any shorts just naturally hug their dick and make out an impressive outline. I know I’m talking about my dad and uncle but I’d love to get fucked by one of them, I don’t even care which one. Unfortunately, I hardly saw Dad after he and Mom got divorced. I had not since my uncle at all since. I caught my dad jacking off to porn while sniffing popper once. I was so turned on that 3-4 strokes got me to cum. I shot the biggest load I’ve ever had. I’m pretty sure my cum dripped on the floor when I tried to rush back to my room bc my dad thought he heard something and was coming out to check what was going on. Keith's hands were rubbing my shoulder, then he slid both hands down and started playing with my nipples. It’s honestly not quite fair. Anyone who plays with my nipples is guaranteed to have full control of me because I just can’t resist how good they feel. Then Keith asked me “How are you feeling?”. Just as Keith asked, “everything started to spin but I didn’t feel like I was going to pass out or anything. Everything was spinning and I could not keep myself balanced. Next thing I knew, I was carried out of the hot tub, put on a ball gag, and my legs and arms tied to the sling. I muffle through the ball gag “what the fuck….What are you guys do…….?” I couldn’t finish my sentence when the popper towel was put in front of my face. Then I couldn't see them anymore. Marc, Keith, and Henrique all went and sat somewhere behind me, whispering something to each other. But I didn't have time to find out what they were setting me up for. I heard the front door open, and there were two people. After a few seconds, I finally recognized these two guys. They were Marc’s neighbors, Aaron and Jay. I saw them washing their car and doing yard work when I arrived earlier. Aaron is about 6'2, has even salt and pepper hair, and a charming smile. He's the more aggressive one of the two in bed, from what I've heard. Jay is about the same, but a lot more disciplined bc of he used to be in the military. They are both tops. Aaron had a 8in dick and Jay is 9 and the both can fuuuck. I remember Marc mentioned earlier in the day that both of them are tops so they are constantly on the hunt for new bottoms at all costs. They sometimes keep the bottoms in their basement for 2-3 days. Both of them walked through the front door fully nude with sandals on. One of them said “Hey boys. Nice work. We knew this new hole was gonna be tight and beautiful when we saw him drive up earlier. It was hard not to rip off his clothes then and fuck the shit out of him.” said Aaron They both had a devilish smile as they walked toward me. “Benny boy. We’re here to feed you, but first….we gotta make sure you stay put bc I heard I'll be your first admin ever. What a pleasure. Are you guys gonna help or just watch?” Aaron seemed like he could hardly contain his excitement. The next thing I knew, I was tied up to the poles with my legs and arms going in different directions. I cannot move at all. “Don't worry. Just wanted to make sure you don't chicken out. As soon as you're high up in the cloud, we'll let put you back in the sling. I've been waiting for this all day.” The room is still spinning for me. I did not quite process anything Aaron said nor do I know what's going on. I see that Marc is setting up a camera that's facing bottom-up from the corner of the sling pole. That camera displays its images onto a TV screen toward the right of me. Keith is setting one up from the top down. Henrique pumped some lube deep in me. They feel like cum leaking out already. I tried so hard to comprehend everything, then all of a sudden am 9 an uncut dick came from behind. It's nearly hard, but not quite all the way yet. It was Jay, but at the time, I simply opened my mouth when I saw a dick. I didn't even try to figure out who was behind me. Whoever it was, I wanted to please and submit to their cock. Make it hard, milk it, and repeat as many times as they would let me. Not even a min later, I could feel Jay's uncut dick is hard as a rock. So hard when he slaps my face with it, it hurts. “Come on boy. All the way down your throat and make sure you make eye contact with me the whole time, understood?” said Jay “Yes Aaron “ then I heard Henrique said “ahh~ Good boy, Ben. Don't forget” Thays right. He said for the rest of the night I'll address everyone as sir, papi, or daddy. Anything else only if I get their permission somehow. Jay put on lube, then slowly slid his way in my throat again. The lube did help a lot. His balls could almost touch my nose. Jay is also doing one fine job playing with my nips. Sometimes hard, sometimes sensual. My nipples and my cock are so hard bc of him. Finally, Aaron asked, “Everyone ready?” On his command, everyone sort of circled up around me. I didn't know what was going, but Keith did, and he remembered that I do not like needles, so he asked me if I wanted to be blindfolded. I still thought we were all role-playing, so I nodded. He came back with a bandana and came back just in time before I could see what was in Aaron’s hand. It all happened so quickly that I don’t remember feeling it. All I knew was Keith put a double nostril popper inhaler up in my nose. I could feel Aaron’s thick mushroom head pressing firmly against my hole while he leaned forward from standing in between my legs to suck on my right nipple. Sometimes while I was trying not to let double nostril popper fry my mind and Aaron’s incredible nipple-sucking session, Jay gave me my first slam. As soon as Jay was done, the guys untied me from the poles so my body sank into the sling completely. Keith raised my arm up. I felt that sudden rush and could not catch my breath for a short while until Keith reminded me to take deep breaths. As soon as I took my deep breath, the body buzz felt a bit more manageable. However, when I took several deep breaths, it naturally relaxed my anus, which was exactly what Aaron was counting on. I barely caught up on my breath then I let out a loud moan bc not only did my muscle relaxed and my hole opened up and let Aaron’s dick in me before I was mentally prepared. He went all the way in, balls deep, then immediately started pumping. He’d pull his dick out just far enough that I thought he was going to pull it all the way out then he pumped dick back in me. I could feel every inch of his 8 inch dick thrusting back to me every time. Getting fucked felt so fucking good my eyes were rolling back and I was moaning uncontrollably. Jay quickly shut my mouth up by standing above my head and pumping his dick in my throat and both of his hands playing and pinching my nipples hard. Keith moved to the side and started sucking my dick, which was rock hard from the slam Jay gave me. Marc walks around all of us with another camera in his hand filming all of these with a hard on. “How’s that ass babe?” Jay asked. “Tight and warm. Nothing like those loose cum dump tweakers we’ve been fucking. Ohhhhh….ohhhh….my god.” I felt Aaron’s body tensing, his muscles flexing around me. He started thrusting at a quicker pace. “Ohhhhh….I’m about to….” Aaron groaned out as he held my ass tightly against his pelvis, making sure every wave of his cum shot as deep in me as he could. I could feel the warmth of his cum hitting inside my ass. “Yeah babe. Breed that pussy and fill it up with your cum.” Aaron’s eyes were wide open, and he shook a few times. Then he pulled out and switched spots with Jay. Come try it out yourself. “Lick my dick clean, bitch” he said. “Straddle over him with ass facing me” Aaron said to Keith. Keith continued to suck on my dick while I was sucking Aaron’s cum off his dick, and Aaron’s leaning forward, tongue fucking Keith, and stroking Keith’s cock. Jay aimed his dick at my hole and he said “I hope your pussy is ready for my dick. In one quick thrust, no lube, he went in deep, all the way in my ass. “Man…did you hear that sound when I pumped my dick in you boy. Sounds like I’m fucking a wet pussy. You have an amazing hole” I couldn’t make any verbal response because I was so high. “Spread your butt cheeks for me. Let me fuck that wet pussy” said Jay while playing with own nipples. His 9in dick is hitting my prostate for sure with every thrust. My prostate is my absolute weakness. After a few min of it, I scream out “I’m gonna cum,” and Keith responded, “Me, too,” as he breathed heavily. Aaron pull his dick out and guided Keith’s dick to my mouth and said. “Oh yeah….sluts. Cum in each other’s mouth and make sure not a single drop get wasted.” Keith and I moaned loudly and pushed our dicks in each other mouths, and unloaded everything we got. This was not Keith’s first load of the night but it was still so much. I almost could not swallow it all fast enough. Keith swallowed all of mine, and as he lifted his head up, Jay grabbed his head and shoved his face into his chest, and said, “Bite my nipple. Hard. Come on, bite it”. Shortly after that, Jay let out his primal scream, and tensed up as he fed his cum to my hole. I have no idea how much he cum but I knew it was a lot before cum was leaking out of my ass already after he unloaded. “That was amazing.” Aaron said “We’d stay for another load but our pups in the basement has been waiting for us all day. You know where to find us”. Jay and Aaron didn’t both putting their clothes back on and decided to wake back to their house nude. My hole feel so empty and I still am horny af. Marc is using his camera zooming in at my used fuckhole full of cum leaking out of it. I could see it on the TV. Meanwhile, I still had no idea that Henrique was in the other room monitoring the live stream, switching from camera to camera to satisfy their loyal followers.

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Chapter3: Housewarming My dad called and asked how things were going with us. I told him they reminded me of us. Yes we had piggy sex, but it was mostly making love. I told him it was a wonderful feeling waking up to the man i loved every morning. Each morning one of us would wake the other by sucking the others cock. Afterall there us nothing better than a protein shake to start the day. Occasionally in the middle of the night, one of us would slip into the others ass and make love. My step dad told me he wanted that so bad with me, but was impossible with mom around. My step dad said he had planned to visit us once we were settled, and would be bringing some special house warming gifts. I said I couldn't wait, and suggested the following weekend. I had no idea of what gifts he would be bringing, but excited to have him in me and Marc again. Oddly enough he felt the same telling me he couldn't wait to be inside both of us. He thanked me for setting it up so quickly. The weekend arrived, and my step dad showed up at our place. Marc met him at the door and said welcome to our place dad. Marc then kissed him deeply as he reached down and grabbed his growing cock. My step dad reached around grabbing Marc's ass saying he couldn't wait to be inside him. He said first things first though, and told us to help unload the car. We first retrieved a huge tote that was full of his toys. It was only a small part of his collection but still rather large. As we were unloading the car, I saw what I was hoping for, a sling. Dad spared no expense on it. It was top of the line, including a mirror above and a towel and lube holder on one of the legs. To complete it, there was a rubber mat to place under it. I didn't tell him we already had hooks in the ceiling for a sling, but we really liked the portable one. We decided to make what was to be the playroom into the second bedroom, so whomever rented it could still hook up the sling. The other bedroom was a bit larger, and could accommodate a portable sling, and with careful planning, perhaps a fuck bench. We were all horny as fuck, but once it was set up, my stepdad suggested we go to a home improvement store to get the finishing touches. We loaded the cart with shelves to display the toys. We found some blackout curtains for the small playroom window. We had discussed painting the room either red or black. We checked with our landlord and he said the room was painted black, but he repainted it not knowing who would rent it. He did say he had enough black paint to repaint it, and as long as we would let him paint our asses white, hed do it for free! We got a ceiling fan, and found some red bulbs to place in it. We also got some blacklights and fixtures to add to the mood. As we were leaving, dad suggested we get some lounge chairs for our fenced in back yard. He reminded us we started our journey together on chairs around the pool, and thought it would be fun to relive those memories. I asked when he was putting the pool in then! He just laughed, but as we were about to leave, we saw a small inflatable pool. It was perfect and great for watersports fun both in the house and in the backyard. We got back to our place, and immediately began working on the room. Marc and I put the shelves together, while my step dad installed the fan. The fan was the wisest choice as the room was getting quite warm. While our step dad was on the ladder naked, we took turns sucking his cock. We didn't want him to cum, but edge him for a sling breeding. Marc and I came across a shower shot, and went to the bathroom to install it. We both made sure it worked properly and both cleaned out knowing we would both be getting seeded soon. Once cleaned out, we headed to the play room where my step dad had just finished up. He was rock hard and ready to fuck. He told Marc to stand by the sling so that he could adjust the height of it. Marc and I stood face to face in front of it, kissing and grinding our cocks together. My step dad got the height to the correct level and told Marc to hop in. As soon as Marc was in it, he yelled fuck me dad! His dry cock was already positioned at Marc quivering hole, and with one thrust, my step dads cock was buried to the base. He wasted no time fucking Marc hard and fast. He repeatedly asked Marc, do you like my cock son? Marc replied yes dad. Marc apparently enjoyed watching himself get pounded in the mirror above the sling. The sling was rocking the entire time. At times he would see his face in the mirror, and others our dad pinching his nipples. His cock was rock hard, but I kept my hands off of it, as I wanted Marc to breed me in the sling next. I got into the verbal aspect of it all by repeatedly telling dad to fuck my brother. Dad said he loved his sons just as he filled Marc's hole. Dad pulled out of Marc's ass and his gaping hole was a sight to see. Dad grabbed a plug from the shelf as I positioned myself in the sling, awaiting Marc's cock. Marc's fuck was way different than mine. He was making love to me rather than fucking me hard.

My head hurts. I don't know why I have migraines on Sundays, but it happens about every other week, hangover probably isn't helping. I guess I fell asleep on the couch again, slept wrong, so groggy, so sore. Well, I went out last night and I guess I drank too much, I don't remember how I got home, but I'm glad I got home safe. I need to get up and move, take a piss. I noticed I fell asleep with my contacts in, it always takes a couple minutes before my eyes get a chance to reopen. I started moving my eyes while they're still closed, I started to run my hands down my face and a sharp pinch jolted me when my palm pressed on my nose. Did I get punched? I gingerly started feeling my nose. The pain made my eyes start to water so I can try looking, no bruising or blood, but I saw something silvery out of the corner of my eye. I knew something had happened. I started to roll out of the couch, my body was aching all over, my legs were a bit wobbly. I needed to get to the bathroom to see what had happened. As I was starting to straighten up, my chest and back started to itch as I slogged to the bathroom. I turned the corner and was stunned. It wasn't me in the mirror. There was this punk version of me. I saw a mostly shaved head, except for a dark red Mohawk. The shine below my nose was a thick nose ring and matching rings in my earlobes. Then it dawned on me, the itching, the soreness. Quickly I peeled off my tee shirt, and a sharp snag on my chest made me recoil in pain. After a second I was able to see the cause: my right nipple was now pierced too and a large tattoo encircled it. It took me a moment to recognize it- a biohazard symbol. I panicked, realizing my back itched too, I spun around and contorted to try seeing what was behind me. In the mirror, it was an even larger and colorful tattoo, a biohazard symbol with the word 'POZ' above it and 'whore' below it. I stood there breathless. A lot happened last night, more than just getting drunk and blacking out. The pressure in my bladder reminded me I had to piss again. I unzipped my jeans and reached to displace my briefs... I felt leather. I let my jeans drop to the floor. I was wearing a leather jock strap. I shook my head in disbelief. I still needed to pee so I pulled down the jock pouch, started to relax to urinate and then I felt some other new pressure coming from my asshole. As I stood there urinating in the toilet, I spread my legs a little and reached back with my left hand to feel the base of a butt plug. This wasn't a good sign. I pulled the jock strap all the way off and squatted down. I had to get this plug out of me. I beared down and the rubber plug started moving, and I gently pulled on it with a free hand. It got to the point that it just snapped out of me. The sudden release made my cock jump and spurt out some precum onto the leather jockstrap I just peeled off and dropped on the floor. I picked up the plug and looked at it- it was covered in thickened lightly pinkish goo. I stood back up in disbelief, dropped the plug in the sink and walked away. My hole started to clench back up and my cock was at full attention. Between my hole feeling empty and used to the plug that was inside me and a case of morning wood, I had to rub a load out, so I walked back to the living room to put some porn. I threw in my favorite gangbang flick and plopped back on the couch. As the video started loading up, I saw new dvd case on my coffee table, it had a hand-drawn biohazard sign in sharpie on it. Curious, I picked it up and opened up the case, and found a folded paper note in it. It read: "Last night you said you hated the bar whores, mostly because you wish you could be more like them. Your wish was our command. Enjoy ALL of your Gifts!" followed by another biohazard sign.

I've walked down the street and thru my hotel lobby, past the desk clerks, with cum in my beard, cum splattered all over my tits - a pearl necklace - and my asscrack gummy with cum. People elbowed each other and pointed to me.

My record is 25 or more (but not quite 30) one night in Rawhide in New Orleans. (It was Southern Decadence, I was younger and cuter, wearing nothing but jeans, cowboy boots ... and I was willing to suck off ANYBODY, even when the crowd changed from Gay professionals on vacation like me to local ghetto thugs.) I went back the next afternoon! and the next night, and the next afternoon, and the next night ... and I did not feel sick from all that cum, though I must admit I wore a lot of it in my beard rather than swallowing all of it. I did get off walking around with it from my beard to my tits. It even seeped down to my bellybutton and filled it to overflowing. ROFL. I was (am) such a fuckin slut! Now back home, I hit the dirty bookstores almost every single day. See how many I can do. Again, I don't get a stomachache or diarrhea. (Now gono in my throat and crabs in my beard? Those are nice and humiliating in the public clinic.)

John felt so out of it when he heard the sound of metal clanking. he was laying on something hard and his arms were stretched in front of him. groggily he tried to stand up but felt his arms and legs held tight and pulling realized he was tied down , arms to the wall in front of him and legs to the floor. The space was so dim and only a dull red light illuminated it. looking up he saw a small mirror and realized his body was completely naked except for a heavy feeling on his junk. Shifting as best he could he heard it clank against the wood of what he was on. John had been around enough to know that this must have been a metal chastity device, his balls were aching already and he was dripping pre still horny from what he could only assume was the night before. He was tied , naked to w wooden table in a room barely bigger than needed, and his bare ass was pushed right up against a wall with a soft breeze hitting him right against his now suddenly realized we hole. John started yelling out and screaming for help and the door to his left opened up with a slam , his face hit with a blinding light as a man entered with a ski mask and slapped him hard in the face. "Shut your fucking trap you shit" the man pulled out a ball gag from a hoodie pocket and forcefully shoved it in his mouth and cinched it tight. Didn't think it would wear off that quickly. good thing no one was here yet.John tried screaming from his now gagged mouth but nothing but muffled moans came out. the man raised his hand and was about to strike again but lowered it. " no reason to hit you again, you'll be punished soon enough. John looked up with fear in his eyes and the man could see it. " you don't know me and you never will, just like you never knew my son. You ruined his life that night, got him drunk and fucked him , leaving him alone and afraid that night. He was raped and got sick. I blame you and its take me this long to find you and exact my revenge. You've had this a long time coming. Walking out and slamming the door john heard a heavy lock being clicked and pulled. the door was sealed and the foot steps outside sounded like they were crunching on dry leaves, walking from his left to behind him slowly, another creaking sound , a door opening and a breeze hit his hole again, the sound of creaking as it shut. Johns eyes bugged out as he realized where he was. A Home made glory hole. in this case a prison and a cage. The mans voice was gruff as he started checking things over aloud. "Marker check, board check, lube check, towels check. Looks like its time to break you in. His belt rattled as he undid his pants. I know your a whore so this will be the only safe cock you'll take tonight you fucker. this is my revenge, and you deserve every , a cock was forced dry into his ass at this point and pushed half way in, fucking, the rest was shoved in, bit of it! the man began hate fucking john, every thrust hard and rough and vengeful, tearing john up as he screamed in agony against the gag, his hole being forced open and abused. what felt like hours of thrusts later he could hear him panting and he pulled out and began stroking before shooting a load all over his now thoroughly used ass. now everyone will believe what i advertised. a horny lonely old man who wants any and every load he can get. No load refused. no matter how toxic. With a snort he walked out the door and slammed the door. he greeted someone walking up as he left. Yeah sluts right in there , yeah man raring to go, no condoms or nothing, never even said a word just moaned the whole time. board in there says to mark down your status when you cum and say it out for him.

PART 6 – DEEP-DICKING THE BITCH Dalton didn’t return to work. He marched right past the lawnmower and went back inside his house. Meanwhile, Brian and I texted Jesse—Dalton’s friend from high school—and told him to get his sweet ass over to our place, making sure he parked a few blocks away and entered discreetly through our back gate. About 20 minutes later, we heard a car pull up in Dalton’s driveway. It was the girl he was dating—I frankly couldn’t remember her name, nor did I fucking care. For the purposes of this story, I’m just going to refer to her as the Dickless Wonder, or maybe just Dickless. She wasn’t trying to be a cockblocker, but she was blocking my cock all the same. She needed to go. After she entered Dalton’s house, the two of them made their way to the pool out back. Brian and I were already sitting in our usual spot for spying on the neighbors’ backyard, and we heard a lot of giggling and whispering, with the girlfriend asking all sorts of questions about just how private this little pool was, and Dalton assuring her that it’s really fucking private, OK? Jeez, let’s just fuck already. But I guess she wasn’t listening, because she just kept asking the same goddamn questions. And finally—thankfully—he ended the conversation by shoving her down to her knees and pulling his cock out of his shorts. By this point, Brian already had me pinned against the fence, his fat raw cock shoved deep in my guts. But here’s the thing: while we knew Dalton had a nice piece of meat between his legs, we really weren’t prepared for the sheer impressiveness of that boy’s dick. So when his monster flopped out of his shorts, I actually gasped. Brian gasped, too. And then Brian shuddered, signaling the deposit of a thick load of sperm deep in my guts. I leaned back and kissed my man deeply. Then he pointed toward our neighbors’ backyard, and I turned to see what I’d missed: Dalton had already stripped the Dickless Wonder naked, positioning her for a doggy-style fuck on one of the poolside lounge chairs. “Spread your cunt,” he said in a low, cold voice. She dutifully reached back to open up her pussy with her fingers, but Dalton didn’t seem to pay much attention to her efforts. Instead, he was busy rubbing his cockhead against her asshole. Sensing where he was going, she gave out a sharp little whine. “Honey, no,” she said, trying to get back on her feet so she could negotiate. “You know I don’t like that.” Dalton didn’t reply. He just pushed her tailbone down, forcing an arch in her back, and brutally shoved his giant dick deep in his girlfriend’s ass. She yelped and told him to stop, trying to squirm away from being buttfucked against her will, but it was no use. He just closed his eyes, pressing down on that bitch’s back and crushing her perky little tits against the lounge upholstery, his hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle her screams and sobs. After a few minutes of thrusting, he repositioned himself by bringing his feet up onto the lounge, squatting directly over her wrecked asshole and letting his full weight deliver a merciless deep-dicking while the poor bitch’s entire body heaved and convulsed in obvious pain. “Please cum or please stop,” she managed to squeak out between thrusts. “I can’t take this. Baby, please stop.” “You know how to make me cum,” he replied. She was silent. “C’mon bitch,” he said, his voice reduced to a cruel, guttural growl. “If you want this to stop, you know what to do.” She seemed frozen. Then he slapped her hard across the ass, sending her into action. Contorting her body to get maximum reach with one of her arms, Dalton’s girlfriend stretched her hand as far back as she could make it go, past her stretched-out hole, placing two of her fingers against Dalton’s twitching ass—her nails brushing up against that beautiful boyhole covered in a light dusting of late-adolescent fur, every one of his hairs illuminated by the late-afternoon sun. Then she hesitated. “Do it all,” he said, “Do it all, and do it now. If you don’t do it now, I’ll never fucking cream your tight little butt. Which means I’ll just keep going at it. Which means you’ll never get a break from my cock destroying your ass.” Hearing that, she stretched her arm further, slipping two knuckles of each finger into Dalton’s butt. He moaned. “Deeper,” he grunted. She managed to get another knuckle in. “Oh fuck,” he muttered under his increasingly shallow breath, his entire body now making the switch into primal breeding mode. His pounding grew more intense. That went on for at least 5 minutes, until he finally reached back and shoved two of his own fingers up his butt. Only then, with four fingers stretching his own ass, did he finally launch into a full-body thrashing assault on his bitch’s hole, unleashing a torrent of seed in her guts. Brian and I watched this entire display silently, unbelievingly. Afterward, I turned to my man and grinned stupidly, shaking my head. He did the same. “Un-fucking-believable,” he said. All I could do was laugh in response. We turned our attention back to Dalton, who was now giving his girlfriend the silent treatment. Clearly he’d gotten what he needed, and he just wanted her to get the fuck out. We heard snatches of an argument from inside the house, followed by the Dickless Wonder walking angrily to her car, stifling tears, then driving off as her tires screeched against the asphalt. * * * Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Jesse in nothing but a jockstrap, his face covered in a giant grin. “I didn’t get to see the whole thing,” he said, “But I think I heard half of it from a block away. So tell me: there’s been a rumor around school that he likes fingers in his butt. Is that true?” “Oh, it’s true alright,” Brian replied. “You wouldn’t believe how true. But listen, pig: see that water bong over there? Instead of worrying about your buddy Dalton, you need to be sucking on that glass pipe like the greedy little methwhore you are. Then I want you to blow some nice thick clouds of white smoke on my dick, OK bro?” Jesse grinned and ran over to grab the pipe. Meanwhile, I kept my eye out for Dalton, hoping that he would return to the pool. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later—while Jesse was silently gorging on my husband’s dripping cock between hits on the bong—Dalton reappeared in his backyard, this time wearing his Speedo. Just as I’d hoped: it was time for his evening swim. He dove into the water and began noisily splashing his way across the length of the pool. That was Jesse’s cue to stop worrying about staying quiet—he was now squatting over Brian’s cock, impaling himself on raw dick. I gave Jesse the thumbs-up signal, which meant he could start letting his ass slap noisily against Brian’s body, and he could start letting loose with the occasional moan. For those first few minutes, Dalton didn’t appear to hear any of the action unfolding in our backyard. But then Brian’s cock suddenly shoved past Jesse’s second sphincter, eliciting a sharp yelp followed by a gruff “Fuck yeah” from our partied-up jockboy. That’s when the splashing stopped. Dalton went quiet. I looked through our little peephole to see him treading water for a few moments, craning his neck in our direction to confirm that he heard what he thought he’d heard. As the water grew calm around him, he almost seemed to suspend his breathing. Somehow even the crickets seemed to go silent. And just like that, the only noise penetrating the evening air was the steady slap-slap-slap of Jesse riding Brian’s dick. Dalton silently propelled himself to the edge of the pool, doing his best to lift himself onto the asphalt without making any noise. Standing up now, he craned his neck toward us again. There was no way he couldn’t hear it now: Slap-slap-slap. Grunt. Slap-slap-slap. Fuck yeah. Without hesitation, Dalton walked right up to my peephole. He placed his eye against it—clearly he’d spied on us before. Except this time, instead of seeing our backyard, all he saw was my eye looking back. “Hey, Dalton,” I said. He didn’t respond at first. He just stared. Then after a few moments’ pause, he simply answered: “Hey.” “We’re hanging out with a buddy here,” I said. “If you wanna join, you’re more than welcome.” Again, no answer. Then his eye disappeared, and for a moment I thought I’d lost him. But I didn’t see him, either—it was like he’d just stepped aside to gather his thoughts. Then after a long silence, he answered in a near-whisper: “OK,” he said. Another pause. At last, his eye reentered my line of sight. “OK,” he repeated. “I’ll be right over.” I turned back to Brian and Jesse, who’d paused their fucking to listen to the exchange. Jesse had the most triumphant smile I think I’ve ever seen on anybody, plus he had a giant mess of cum all over his stomach and chest. His cock was still oozing seed as Brian’s dick twitched steadily, rhythmically, deep in that sweet boyhole. “OK, you twisted motherfuckers,” I said with an evil grin, “Our wait is over. It’s time to fuckin’ own this boy.”

[i snapped this photo during last night's slam-and-breed session with a hung, twisted perv. I'm still high as fuck...] CHAPTER 4 - TRISTAN Tristan has been our dealer for the last two years. Back when we met him, we were looking for a more dependable connection. A mutual friend described him as “an entrepreneurial sadist,” so we decided to give the guy a try. I’ll never forget walking into his apartment for the first time. Tristan, dressed only in a ballcap and wife-beater, sat in a huge chair—a throne, almost—at the far end of the room. He was dirty-blond and scruffy and tattooed, with a hard look on his handsome face. Between his muscular thighs, he had an uncut cock fat enough to send an inexperienced bottom to the emergency room. It glistened and dripped like he'd just pulled it from a wet hole. Between us and Tristan, in the middle of the room, a handsome kid in a jockstrap—I’m guessing he was 19, maybe 20—was flat on his stomach, a pillow crammed underneath his crotch to elevate his little musclebutt. He was struggling against three guys who’d pinned him to the floor while a fourth dude thrust his raw dick deep into the kid’s hole. They’d muzzled him, too; all we could hear were wordless croaks of protest. His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks streaked with tears. Then came a thrust so hard we heard something snap, or burst open, or give way. The bottom shook his head violently. Through his muzzle, we could hear him break down into full-bodied sobs—but the top didn’t let up, not for a second. He just kept on plowing that butt, plunging his dick in deep. Meanwhile, in the crotch of my jeans, as my dick hardened up until it strained the fabric down to about mid-thigh, a pool of viral precum began bleeding through the denim, quickly forming a four-inch-round wet spot. “Don’t worry—the kid will warm up to it eventually,” Tristan said to me and Brian, motioning for us to join him on the other side of the room. “We haven’t given him any T yet, so he hasn't discovered that he’s a filthy fuckin’ whore.” Then he turned to the group of guys fucking the boy. “Hey, Carlos—give our brand-new little barebacker a booty bump, will ya? I’m tired of all this crying bullshit.” Carlos, a hairy Latino guy with an uncut cock, let out a big laugh. “Drew is already one step ahead of you, boss. He just dipped the head of his cock into the baggie.” “Fuck yeah,” added another guy—apparently Drew, a dark-haired, smooth-chested dude in his mid-20s. He wrapped his hand around the base of his downward-curving cock, proudly showing off the white crystals studded all over his mushroom head. “Let me in there,” he said to Carlos. “I wanna get this faggot fucked up.” Carlos moved aside. Drew placed his Tina-covered cock against the kid’s hole, spread that virgin butt wide open with a powerful pair of hands, and made his delivery with a single brute shove. The kid screamed through the muzzle as shards of crystal tore across the thin tissues of his hole. Unfazed, Drew just kept working those chems deeper, pounding away until the kid’s screams faded into a stunned silence. “I guess I should’ve introduced you,” Tristan said as he checked the weight on our 8-ball. “The boy with the big dick in his hole? That’s my nephew Sebastian. Devout Jesus freak and a total fucking closet case. Last week I caught him jacking his dick—nice dick, actually—while flipping through some of the old gay porn magazines I’d stashed in my parents’ basement in the ‘90s. When I confronted him about it, he gave me some lame excuse, and I pretended to believe him. Then, just to assure him that everything was cool, I suggested he drop by my place tonight to play board games. Seriously, dude: he thought I wanted to play board games! Anyway, as soon as he walked in the door, these four guys grabbed him from behind, stripped off his clothes, pinned him to the ground, and crushed his sweet little cherry. It’s about time somebody raped some sense into him, you know?” Just then, a violent coughing fit erupted from the center of the room. I glanced back to see Sebastian on his back, muzzle off, legs spread, one arm raised high in the air, eyes wild with confusion. One of the tops was placing a cap on a syringe, grinning at his handiwork as that doomed little cunt rode the dark wave of his first slam. “So much for following Jesus,” Tristan said to us with a dark laugh. “You guys like what you see?” We didn't answer right away. We were too busy watching as a top with a red-and-black biohazard tat pressed his dick against Sebastian's hole and plowed right in. The kid’s whole body shivered and twitched. He whimpered a few times. And then he began making a long, low moaning sound, pulling his legs back for a better view of the poz cock fucking him in half. Brian nodded. “Oh, yeah. Slammed up and knocked up, just like a good boy should be.” “OK, so here’s something that might interest you,” Tristan replied. “Half of my business is selling the best shit in town. The other half is pimping out boys. I like to get ‘em hooked on slamming T, you know? But this is important: I never, ever teach ‘em how to slam. If they want that syringe in their arms, they have to come to me. And I treat ‘em well, too: I give ‘em my best shit, and I never miss. My only hard-and-fast rule is that they can’t get slammed by anybody else without my permission. If they break my rule, they’re out on the fuckin’ street.” He paused for a moment to give his cock a twitch. “Anyway, here’s what I’m trying to say: I’d love for you guys to recruit some hot little fags for me to slam up and whore out.” “Um, wow,” said Brian, laughing. “I think we might be into that.” “Thank you,” Sebastian gasped. I glanced back to see him getting plowed by the same guy, the kid's fingers carefully tracing the outline of the dude's biohazard tat. “You're welcome, boy," the top replied, smiling a cocky smile as he plunged in deep. "This cunt of yours was built for taking my cum." “Listen, pig: focus,” Tristan said with a crooked grin. I turned back to face him. “Here's what I'm thinking. Anytime you guys find a boy who, in your expert opinion, has a sweet tight cunt that would bring some serious business my way, go ahead and send him to me. In return, I’ll give you some free product—maybe even a shitload of free product, if the boy’s got some serious moneymaking potential.” Brian and I glanced at each other, both of us grinning like it was our first time at the bathhouse. There was no need for further discussion. It was obvious that we'd just stumbled into the perfect gig. And the best part of the whole thing? We haven’t paid for an 8-ball since. * * * Brian and I led Jace to the apartment, telling him to knock on the door. He knocked. Tristan answered, wearing only a ballcap. His lean torso tapered into a set of defined abs, the shape of his body acting like a funnel as it drew our eyes toward the heaviness of his cock. “Hey there,” he said to Jace, locking eyes with our brand-new chemwhore. “You’re high as fuck, aren’t you?” “I guess so,” Jace stammered. “Good boy. That’s exactly what I like to see.” Then Tristan flexed his cock, making it swing upward and slap against his stomach—a favorite trick. He smirked as Jace licked his lips. “You like my cock, bro?” “Fuck yeah, dude.” Tristan wrapped his hand around his dick, flexing it again to send a rivulet of precum flowing down the length of the shaft. “I want to bury this big raw cock in your hungry little tweakhole, faggot. Got it?” Jace didn't answer at first. He was open-mouthed and glassy-eyed, his belt unbuckled, his hand shoved down the back of his jeans. Through the fabric, I could see that he was fingerfucking his partied-up hole. He nodded. “I need a louder answer than that, pig.” “Yes, sir.” “Good boy. You hungry for some more smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir.” “Then follow me, boy. Follow me back to my chair.” They walked across the room. Tristan sat down in his chair, then motioned for Jace to stop in his tracks. “Just stay there for the moment. This is my chair, bro. You’ll sit down when I give you permission to sit down. Got it?” “Yes, sir.” Tristan picked up the pipe. “I forget: did you say you wanted some smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir!” “Well, here’s the deal. I’m not feeding you any until you climb up on this chair and take a seat all the way down my dick. All the fucking way down. I want to feel your taint pressed against my fuckin’ stomach. Got it, fag?” “Fuckin’ A, sir!” “Good boy.” Jace didn't give himself a chance to think about it. He immediately clambered onto the chair, straddled Tristan, and placed the head of that dick against his butt. He didn’t tease it or jack it. Instead, he immediately got to work, sitting down on the full length of Tristan’s raw cock with a single piercing grunt. Tristan looked over at us, his face lit up in a twisted grin. “Fuck, you guys. This ass is worth a month’s supply of shit, easy.” Meanwhile, Jace was staring longingly at the pipe in Tristan's hand. “Sir," he said—unable to disguise his hunger for more chems—"Can I please smoke now?” “Of course, pig,” Tristan replied. He placed the pipe against Jace’s lips, feeding that faggot a long series of big hits. Brian and I watched the impressive cloud formations, then began gathering our things to head back home Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tristan grab a rubber strap and tie it snugly around Jace's bicep. "This looks like it's gonna hurt," Jace said. “It's not gonna hurt, buddy boy. You just stay still. You’re gonna love this. I promise. It’s a little something I like to call it the Point-Five Surprise. A nice big slam for my hot little bitchboy.” “OK, dude," Jace replied. "I fuckin' love that smoke. I'll do anything to get more." “I know you will, pig. And in about 10 seconds, you'll do anything...and then some.” Brian and I closed the door behind us. As we walked down the hall, we heard a long series of loud, breathless coughs, one after another. By the time we reached the elevator, the coughs had been replaced by the rhythmic smack of skin against skin as Tristan plowed Jace’s freshly slammed-up hole. * * * When Brian and I arrived back home, we heard a quiet, rhythmic splashing from the backyard of Dalton’s house. Was Neighbor Boy swimming laps? We figured it was worth checking out, so we quietly made our way to the backyard, sneaking over to our secret vantage point near the fence. We weren’t disappointed. Dalton was alone in the pool, swimming freestyle laps in a Speedo. The curve of his ass bobbed along the surface of the water, and each of his calves splashed to the surface in quick succession as he kicked his way back and forth in front of us. Finally, he stopped to catch his breath before pulling himself out of the pool, the water cascading down his back and splashing against the muscled perfection of his ass. Then, with a single casual flick of his thumbs, he dropped his Speedo to the ground, stepped out of it, leaned over to grab a towel, and wrapped himself up before heading back inside. His Speedo was still on the pavement. And in the next moment—as Brian slid his raw dick into my hole, both of us dripping precum like a couple of teenagers—I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about that brief glimpse of Dalton’s amazing butt. “His parents leave in two days,” Brian whispered in my ear. “Do you know what that means?" "What's that, babe?" "In two days, that sweet ass is gonna be ours.”