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Doc Murphy’s Therapy 2 “Fuck, boy,” Doc grunted, placing his hands behind his head and adjusting his body to give me better access. That goddamn mouth’ll be servicing this cock... taking everything that comes from it,” he said as his gaze met mine. “You want that don’t you, boy?” “Yeh, Doc... I do... so much.” I said barely above a whisper, holding his cock securely in my mouth. Suddenly, I heard the quiet squeak of leather booted footsteps and turned to see Mike standing there wearing the same gear I now had on, except for one minor difference... the pouch on his jockstrap contained a removable codpiece just like Doc’s. Fuck! Standing there in his gear, he was even more beautiful than I imagined. His hard muscles rippled over his smooth body as he drew closer. His eyes traveled slowly up and down my own sweat covered body to finally rest on the puddle of cum under me. Then, without a word, he dropped to his knees. Lifting my hips, he spread my legs with his knees to completely expose me and started lapping Doc’s load out of my well-fucked cunt. “Fuck!” I moaned, feeling the warm wet tongue probing and digging for every drop of cum still inside me. “Goddamn boy...” Doc grinned, looking down watching me squirm in pleasure... “You fucking amaze me but I don’t think I have anything left.” Mike then ground his strong jaw deeper and went animal. I continued to writhe as his rough stubble scratched and scraped against my shaved ass cheeks causing me to tense up, but Mike held my hips and continued his feeding. “Push it out, Sam...” Doc ordered, grabbing my head. “Let Mike taste you...” he barked and tensed up. “Oh fuck... I do. Drink up boy.” he laughed. Still latched on Doc’s cock, another load of chemmed piss erupted and hit the back of my throat. There was a part of me that couldn’t believe that I was here... between a man’s thighs drinking piss... that Doc hadn’t put this in my head, but I was definitely loving it. Feeling the flow finally come to an end, I moved my tongue around his wet shaft to collect the last drops of piss. “Open up, Sam.” Doc commanded, stroking my head. Releasing his cock, I raised my chin and opened my mouth only to have Doc loudly hoc a load of spit and phlegm and drop it into my mouth. Without a thought, I swallowed just as Mike finished on my cunt and sat back... “Go on,” Doc said to me, moving to his chair. I quickly turned to face Mike deeply inhaling from the glass pipe. My eyes locked with his... I crawled slowly to him and sat up. My hands reached out... fingers gliding over his smooth muscled pecs and thick tits before holding onto the tight straps of his harness and pulling him to me... working my way up to feel the snug leather collar secured around his neck. Staring into those dilated green eyes, I leaned in further and felt the softness of his lips as he released the cloud. I inhaled and with my hand on the back of his neck, I pressed my lips to his, pushing my tongue into his hot mouth... enjoying the now familiar taste of the chems, Doc’s cum and my cunt juices. Mike finally reacted... His tongue met mine and the sparring began as I felt his strong hands grip my shoulders and hold me tight. I was not going anywhere... not that I wanted to. We kept on until Mike released his grip and pushed me down... I moved to his sweaty neck, tasting the sharp flavor of his collar that could only come from years of wear. My tongue descended, now licking his pecs and flicking the thick tits. I made my way down to explore the ridges of his rock-hard abs. I knew I was close... I could smell the musky scented leather pouch below and inhaled... knowing that his cock was inches from my face. I moaned, begging him... “Please...” Removing the codpiece, he revealed a thick pierced cock. I inhaled and the musk of his crotch and leather filled my nostrils. My first instinct was to take the shaft into my mouth but catching sight of a droplet of pre-cum oozing from the piss slit, I moved closer. My tongue darted out with anticipation and ran it under the ring, waiting for my first taste of him. Taking its time, I watched the drop slowly run down the back of the ring until it landed on my waiting tongue. “Mmmmm...” I moaned, savoring the drop containing a hint of chlorine hitting my taste buds. Moving down, I ran my tongue along the length of his expanding shaft and over the large set of balls. I looked up into his face, his hands behind his back to steady himself with outstretched legs... his face carefully watching me. The feeling of my hands on his muscled thighs caught my attention... I moved to lick his inner thighs and experience my favorite scent of a man... the musk that emanates in the crease between his crotch and thigh. Almost involuntarily, my tongue began to lap and taste the dripping sweat, sending shivers through my body only to concentrate on my cunt. I licked and nibbled at his smooth legs as I made my way down his calves until I finally reached the polished black leather of his boots. “Fuck, yeh... 10-hole Rangers...” I growled, licking my way down until I was completely on the floor in front of Mike, ass up, and started worshipping his left boot... Moving past the upper, I quickly licked across the vamp, feeling my tongue glide across the leather. I worked my tongue to cover his boot in my spit, producing an increased shine. Next, I shifted and began on his right boot until it also glistened before moving back up his leg, leaving a slimy trail along the way. My eyes shifted up to see Mike’s cock steadily engorging and I continued to my prize. Reaching his low hanging sac, I tried to take it completely in my mouth, but his enormous balls were too much. So, I took each, one at a time, and rolled it over my tongue... feeling their full weight. Gently, I flicked his sac... around and under, giving it a good tongue bath. I couldn’t resist it anymore and I moved to the base of the shaft... Mike was now panting and thrusting into the air... his sac pulling up as a trickle of pre-cum ran down into my mouth. I grabbed the base, looked Mike in the eyes and lowered my open mouth. Mike let out a faint moan... Tasting the sharp tang, I slid my tongue across the underside of the dark purple cock head and took him entirely to the root. Mike’s hands grasped my head and violently started to face-fuck me. I could feel the ring hitting the back of my throat before sliding down into me with every thrust... On he went... taking control and I just let him. I was there to be used and I enjoyed it! Before long, I could feel his body trembling and I knew it wouldn’t be long. At the same time, I slid my hand under him and pressed firmly into his cunt. Feeling my finger reach his prostate, he began to whimper as I stroked it, hoping to get him off quickly... I needed his cum. And it worked! Mike exploded and clamped his hands on my head, letting out a wordless cry as a volley of cum ran down my throat. He fell back, covered in sweat and breathless. I swallowed that delicious load that had coated the back of my tongue and throat. Regaining his breath, Mike looked to Doc, and, without a word between them, Doc motioned to the door. I just sat there, watching Mike’s sculpted glutes cross the room to pick up the tossed codpiece from the floor... Securing it, he walked out the door. At the sound of the door closing, I looked back at Doc with a questioning look. He smiled and took a drink. Sitting back, he began to explain... “I was wondering when you’d notice, boy. Mike was one of my first patients. Like you, he showed promise but there was always a part of him that had been totally fucked up by his upbringing. Even with all the hours of therapy, there was still a wall I couldn’t break through. So, boy...” he said, taking another sip, “he requires a prompt to become what you saw. After every session, he leaves, removes his gear and stows it away... out of his sight and out of mind, so to speak.” he chuckled. “Then, he heads to his room and forgets everything that happened.” “Fuck! Even the part of being gay?” I asked, wiping the sweat off my forehead. He laughed, taking another sip... “No, boy... In all other respects, he’s gay... He was always gay.” He continued on, taking hit from the pipe and exhaling... “It seems that he wasn’t meant to be completely submissive... unlike you.” he said, calling me over and offering the pipe. “Yeh, Doc... it sounds like it.” I said, looking at the mirror and seeing the state I was in. I took the pipe and lit it like I had been doing it forever... I held the cloud in my lungs as Doc reached down and picked up a chain link leash. He secured it to my collar, and I let out the cloud with a loud moan. “I took Mike under my wing after that.” he continued, leading me out of the room into a long dark hallway. “We continued our therapy sessions as he studied psychology at the university. He’s a grad student now and soon, he’ll be moving on...” he said with a hint of regret, opening a nondescript door and pulling me in. My eyes grew wide at the sight... the room was a fetish fantasy... a heavy steel rack stood next to the door holding multiple styles of harnesses, chaps and other leather clothing while gear was displayed on shelves... whips, paddles and cunt toys of all shapes and sizes! One entire wall was covered with mirrors. The other walls, floor and ceiling were painted matte black. In one corner of the room, there stood a large metal framed bed covered with black rubber sheets. But the most prominent piece was in the middle of the room... a well-used black leather sling suspended by heavy chains from the wooden rafters. “Go on boy, take a look around...” He told me, pulling me up by the collar and unhooking my leash. Moving to the sling, I noticed the wooden floor had been replaced with heavy duty black rubber. Running my hand over the buttery soft leather, I moaned... “Fuck Doc!” Doc turned down the lights to reveal a soft red glow from the crown molding shining up on the ceiling from the walls and turned to me... “Like it, boy?” He asked, grabbing me and placing me on the sling. “Yeh, Doc... I fucking like it!” I growled, my cunt now exposed again. “I thought you would,” he chuckled, wrapping my wrists and ankles in leather restraints to securely bind me before raising the bottom edge of the sling. “Better,” he said, leaning in with a wicked smile and whispered something in my ear. I began to feel drowsy, but I was still aware of what was going on... Doc continued, his voice rising a bit and stroking my inner arm... “Still trust me, boy?” Nodding, I answered over and over again... “Yeh, Doc... I do.” “That’s my boy...” he growled as I felt a tightness on my bicep. “Look at me. I want you to see this.” Turning slowly towards his voice, I saw him holding a syringe... the shiny needle tip at my now prominent vein. “What?” I mumbled... starting to struggle slightly. “Think back, boy... you trust me...” Doc said with a menacing scowl and plunged the needle into my vein. I could feel the needle entering but it was Doc, so I stopped struggling. “Yeh, Doc... go on...” I said, watching the contents of the syringe mix with my blood. “Register...” I moaned, not really knowing how I knew that. “Come back,” I heard him say... With that, he released the tourniquet and the slam rushed through my body and I was flying... I could feel the texture of the leather sling hitting every nerve on my back... It was nothing like the clouds... it was a new sensation... “Goddamn fuck!” I coughed out... Trying to take a breath through the coughing fit, my hips began to uncontrollably buck... my cunt spasmed. As the coughing slowed, my mind filled with visions of hard cocked leather clad men in an orgy of sucking and fucking.... piss was flying everywhere. I looked at Doc, standing there watching me... “Fuck my cunt, please...” I begged, lifting my hips further and offering myself. “That’s my boy... welcome back.” Doc grinned, sliding his fingers over my pulsing cunt. “Is it all you wanted?” “God! Yes!” I cried out in bliss as he smiled and walked to one of the lower shelves. Doc stood there for a minute looking at the items... Finally, he reached down and took hold of a pair of long black rubber gloves... “Aww fuck!” I growled, hearing the rubber snap against his sweaty biceps as he looked over his shoulder at me. Still looking over at me, he instinctively grabbed a tub of Elbow Grease and a chain of black silicone anal balls without taking his eyes off me. “Oh Fuck!” I moaned, watching the hard pulsing cock leading him back to me. Sinking his hand into the tub, Doc smiled, his now slick hand spreading the lube all over my cunt. Kneeling, he pressed a slippery finger into me without resistance... I lifted my hips to meet the intruder, shoving even more of the lube into me. Satisfied, Doc pulled out and pressed the first ball against my cunt... I tried to relax. “Push out, boy...” he instructed, grabbing my tit and digging in. “FUCK!” I screamed, feeling my cunt open up and take it in... I could feel my cunt relax as it clamped onto the chain, and I felt a reassuring fullness inside me. “Good boy!” he told me, patting my now filled cunt. “One...” “One...” I automatically repeated in a long moan as the first one slid deeper into me. Another one was now at the entrance... Doc slowly pushed on it, and I was open again... Sending waves of pleasure into my cunt. “Two...” Doc growled. “Two...” I moaned, feeling the weight of them as another met the opening. This time, I pushed back to meet it and felt Doc nudging it against my extending cuntlips until it was accepted. “Threee,“ I growled, before Doc could give the count. “Goddammit,” he chuckled, dropping the remaining two to hang from my filled cunt... the sensation causing me to tighten up on the chain and flex on the three heavy balls inside me. “That’s my boy!” he said, slapping my ass cheeks then stepping back to admire. My chemmed up cunt was on fire now... and I didn’t hold back... “Please, Doc!” I begged, “More...” “Of course, fucker,” he chuckled, picking up the final one and pushing against me. The feeling was intense... I didn’t know if I could take it with the three already inside me. “Easy boy... relax...” he encouraged, sliding a well lubed finger around the entrance to relax me. Feeling his finger slipping in against the ball, I began to writhe in pleasure. With a final push, the last one was in, leaving only the handle remaining outside my body. “YEEEH! FOUR!!!” I cried out as a wave of pulsating pleasure rocked my cunt and rolled through my hungry body. “Damn boy... you’re perfect!” Doc growled, standing there and stroking his now leaking cock before grabbing the chain and gently pulling on it to stimulate my cunt. “OH FUCK... OH FUCK...OH FUCK!” I whimpered, feeling every nerve in my chemmed up cunt fire at once. “How’s it feel, boy?” he asked, rubbing my abs and feeling the now protruding balls underneath. “Doc.....” I moaned, not being able to say another word as my cunt convulsed and surrounded the four heavy balls deep in my gut. “Enough said,” he growled, pulling on the handle. “GOD!! FUCK!” I yelled, feeling the balls sliding against my intestines as the chain grew taut. When the fourth ball hit my sphincter, I moaned, as my cuntlips expanded over the slippery surface and expelled it with a loud pop. “One...” Doc laughed. Nodding, I took a deep breath, “One...” Doc moved on to empty me of the remaining balls, with me dutifully counting down until the last one left my cunt... “Four...” I exhaled, dropping back on the sling as he flung it to one side with a thud... his cock now at my cunt. “Nine,” he grunted, grabbing my hips and easily slipping into my gaping hole... I moaned, feeling myself filled again... this time with no pain. “Do it...” I begged. And with that, the rutting began... his thrusts shoved the sling back, only to yank me back with all his strength onto his shaft on the rebound... pounding me harder and deeper with each thrust... my cunt throbbed again at the invasion. Sensing a change in Doc’s rhythm, I gripped his shaft tightly, causing him to growl... “Goddamn cunt!” His breath became labored as he continued burying himself in my cunt and taking possession. Now leaning in, he grabbed my harness and increased the speed of his fucking and brought me to the edge... “SHIT YEH!” I cried out as my body began to shudder... I could feel my nuts releasing a huge river of cum from my still limp cock and fill my leather jock. My cunt clamped down Doc’s cock and his breathing grew labored... “Yeah fucker,” he hissed with one final thrust, trembling... I heard him deeply inhale and hold his breath as his cock swelled within me... Releasing a white-hot gush of cum inside me, his powerful body shook and fell on top of me. We remained there... suspended in the air on the sling... his cock safely inside me for a few minutes. Feeling Doc rising and slipping out of me, I began to whimper... “Don’t worry boy...” he said, now on his feet and teasing my cunt. Releasing me from the restraints, he lifted me in his arms and helped me to my feet. “Well, Sam... our time is up for today.” he laughed, clipping the leash to my collar. “You need to get some rest...” Relaxing, I fell to my hands and knees and followed behind him into the main house. Reaching the main staircase, he took a long look before continuing up the stairs. Feeling the leash tighten again, I obediently followed like the submissive cunt I now was. Passing a large set of double doors on the second floor, he spoke, “That’s my room. This room...” he said, moving to the next door, opening it and leading me in, “will be yours for tonight.” Removing my collar, he motioned me to stand. Still unsteady, I wandered around the luxurious room. I stood before the immense burning fireplace casting a warm red glow over me. Turning, I saw the sturdy wooden frame of a four-poster bed against the opposite wall. I moved to the bed and felt the luxurious fabric of the sheets covering a pillowy-soft mattress. Looking down, I noticed a black leather bag sitting on the floor and I knew what to do... Turning to face Doc, I began to strip off my gear. Piece by piece, I carefully placed each item in the bag... wrist and ankle restraints... harness before grabbing hold of the waist of my jockstrap... “Commando or jock.” I smiled up at Doc and slipped it down over my hips onto floor, revealing a crusting load of cum in the pouch and on my junk. I knew what was next, but I hesitated and gave Doc a pleading look. Seeing him giving me a terse look, I took a deep breath and knelt to unlace my 10-Hole Rangers... I worked my way down... releasing the tension of the laces as I carefully slid them out of the eyelets with my fingers. Finally done, I inspected them for any damage. Satisfied, I put each one in an individual pouch and stored them in the inner pocket of the bag. Sitting on the bed, I took them off and held them... Again, I looked to Doc but this time with resignation and placed them in the bag. Lastly, I pulled the sweaty, ripe yellow socks off my feet, rolled them up and shoved them into the boots. “Good boy... Time for bed.” Doc growled, slipping my collar into the bag and heading to the door. I don’t know why, but I began to feel drowsy, so I crawled under the sheets and fell back on the mound of down pillows and looked at Doc standing at the doorway. “Rest up, boy... Your therapy’s just begun...” he smiled, turning off the lights and closing the door.

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.

Hey guys! thought I'd take a stab at writing. It'll take me a while to do updates, but I promise there will be more than just this one story. Hope they're not too long winded. Some parts of these stories may or may not be true 😉 Chapter 1: Meeting Byron I met Byron through Grindr - I had been horny and looking for some trouble. Of course, it was 2AM, so only the ones who REALLY had fun were online, but I didn't know that at that point. But let me introduce myself first. My name is Christopher, or Topher for short. At the time of this meeting, I'm 22, fresh out of college, standing at 5'7. I've got an average body (not fat but also I am too lazy to work out now, so maybe just a soft stomach) a nice 6 inch cock, and a nice round bubble butt courtesy of my high school days when I used to go to the gym. Not bad for an Asian boy right? And of course, smooth all over - save for the minimal pubic and armpit hair that only grew out after I hit puberty at age 17. Oh yeah, did I mention I was a virgin? Never even been kissed! Crazy. Anyways, the familiar Grindr notification made my heart thump. Byron sent me his pics, and he was super sexy. On the older side (maybe twice my age, who knows?), taller (around 6'1) but had a nice clean shaven face and a slight semblance of a 6-pack. But what really caught my eye was the final pics - a thick beer can of a cock easily 8 inches, and also a nice round butt. I was salivating. Byron and I chatted for a bit, and I mentioned that this was my first time with everything. He was super kind, and willing to show me the ropes. He even alleviated my concerns about Tina and Gina, and assured me that he would "take good care of me". Assuaged, I made the quick drive over to his place. After I arrived, I knocked on his front door, trembling with excitement. I had never done anything and yet here I was, about to take the plunge. Byron had told me that he preferred long sessions, so I had budgeted the entire evening, the next day AND the next evening to him. The door opened, and I was blown away. He stood there, a head taller than me, a big smile on my face and stark naked. His pictures were recent, thank goodness, so everything that he sent me matched, except his cock, which I had underestimated. "9 x 5 inches", he proudly told me later. He immediately pulled me into my first kiss, his lips soft, his tongue gentle and probing me. I quickly got hard, and decided to wrap my arms around him. He made me feel so safe as he snaked his hands around my waist, lifted my shirt up and pulled my pants down, so that I could join him in his nakedness. "Wow", he said, after 5 minutes of making out at his front doorstep. "I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight". "Agreed", I said. He held my hand as he led me to his bedroom, and I adjusted to my new surroundings. The room was mostly dark, but had dark blue and red lights so we could see. On one side, his king size bed with 4 pillows. Next to that was his laptop and a movable desk. Byron had really rolled out later what I discovered to be the red carpet experience. A whole box of shards, a bong, torch, two Gatorades, two Viagra pills, two travel-size shampoo bottles filled with Gina, another travel-size bottle of massage oil, a brand new bottle of poppers fresh from the fridge, and a bottle of lube. Byron and I sat down on his bed, and immediately explained what everything was for. We each popped our Viagra pills, and waited for them to hit. In the meantime, He filled the pipe with 2 brand new fat shards, took the torch and started melting them. I looked transfixed as the white smoke started to rise, and he took three 5-second hits before looking at me, gesturing for me to come closer and pressing his mouth to me. Exhaling into my mouth, I gobbled up his smoke, held it per his instruction, and then started exhaling back into him, his lips never leaving mine. As we ping-ponged the wisps of delicious Tina, I could feel my horniness to rise. We moaned into each other's mouths as we started to make out. "Now you try", he said. "And I know you got those lungs from your swimming days so you inhale for 30 seconds and then release into me". I did as he told, counting the seconds until half a minute had passed, before pressing my mouth back into his smiling lips. He groaned in delight, and placed my hand on his growing member. I started slowly stroking it to full hardness, the cock so big it looked outsized in my hand. He meanwhile started gently tugging my nipples, eliciting moans of pleasure. We then shotgunned at least 5 more hits to each other before he broke it up. "You're a good kisser Topher", Byron said as he started mixing the Gatorade and several drops of Gina into cups for us to down. We quickly drank the bitter concoctions, and I then climbed on top of him, his thick cock in my face and mine also stiff as a rod sticking straight down at him. I opened my mouth, and started swallowing his fat cockhead, while he pushed my ass forcefully down, impaling my steel rod into the back of his throat. As we commenced my first 69, I could taste his sweet nectar, as I tried to force more and more of his dick into my mouth before finally gagging about halfway down. "Not bad - you're doing fucking amazing and your mouth feels so good", Byron garbled as he continued to furiously throat my dick. "But try these", and he produced the poppers, "and inhale for a couple of seconds thru each nostril. You'll find it much easier". I did as he told, immediately felt a slight exuberance, as the poppers coursed through my head with everything else I had taken. I felt an immediate horniness as I refocused on Byron's cock and with no hesitation swallowed his cock two-thirds of the way down. But this time, instead of gagging, my throat allowed me to push down, and I kept going and going and going, until I hit the base and felt his heavy balls tickle my nose. Byron grunted in assent, and we started really going to town, pleasuring each other's steely penises. 'This is what it should be like', I thought, as I slowly bobbed up and down, savoring the smoothness, the girthiness and the slowly pulsating rod in my mouth. After about 10 minutes, (we definitely need to re-up on the poppers halfway through), we pulled off of each other, and he threw me onto my back, grinning. "You feel that?" Byron said, and I knew he was talking about all the stars we were seeing and the world slightly distorted. "That's our friend Gina is kicking in, and that means it's time. It's time for us to be inside each other". He quickly slathered a generous helping of lube on his cock and my pulsating hole, and told me to take my biggest popper hits yet - 10 seconds each nostril. I held it in as he teased my entrance for what felt like another 30 seconds, and exhaled as he slowly pushed his fat mushroom head in at the same time. "Oh my fucking gooooooood", we both exclaimed. I thought it would have hurt, or been painful, but it was the most pleasant pressure ever. I felt the heat radiating from his raw cock and my hole, and he smiled at me before pressing down on my body. Wrapping his arms and legs around me, he slowly pushed further in as I whispered a slew of expletives into his ear. After what felt like an eternity, I felt his pubes tickle my ass. "It's all the way in Topher; you did it," Byron told me as he smiled back at me. I could see myself in his glazed pupils, my face contorted into pleasure and ecstasy. "Now, we can really get going". Byron took another hit from the bong and shotgunned it to me, as he slowly but surely started thrusting into my no-longer virgin hole. I felt like I was flying, squealing like a little piggy in heat as he pulled almost all the way out and started slamming ;) it back in. Each time he fucked his whole cock into me I uttered unintelligble sounds of delight, as my own hard cock was spewing precum everywhere. As his sweat dripped down, I licked up every drop as I kissed every part of his face. Eventually, after maybe 15 minutes, Byron pulled his slicked cock out with a pop leaving my hole feeling empty, and flipped onto his back, slightly breathless. I took this time to take another 2 hits, shotgunning both of them to him. As we made out, I could feel his cock firming up again. "Why don't you sit on it babe," Byron said, as he slowly stroked his to full mast. "Sir yes sir", I exclaimed, and I lubed up my hole again, ready to take his girthy meat. "I'm gonna take a hit of poppers, and you take a big hit of Tina. As you sit, we shotgun to each other," Byron explained, as he unscrewed the cap. My heart was pounding as I grabbed the bong and positioned myself over his cock. As our eyes locked, we both inhaled for 15 seconds (Byron switching each nostril). Holding our breaths, we put the items back, gave each other one last look, and smashed our faces together, as I sat myself down balls deep in one swift motion and we flew into nirvana. 'This is what making love feels like. There is nothing that I will ever want in life again other than for this to never end', I thought to myself when I came to moments later. Byron and I were furiously making out, the smell of poppers and tina meshing within our mouths. In the distance (more so due to our haze), I could hear the rapid smacking as I slammed my ass down to meet his upward thrusts. My cock, harder than it had ever been, made a 'thwack thwack' sound as it bounced on his smooth chest. I felt so full, as all 9 inches penetrated me deep inside my hole. As I kept taking his meat, I started moaning in pleasure. Eventually, I felt slightly winded and lay my body on his, enveloping us in sweat. He bear-hugged me as he kept slowly pushing upwards, his magical tongue licking the sweat off my neck, chewing my earlobes and whispering everything dirty in the book into my ear. I felt in heaven as I looked into his blue eyes and opened my mouth to accept his kisses; god, I couldn't get enough of his kisses. We must have been in this position for an hour, and I admired Byron's stamina. However, even he started getting worn out, so we disentangled ourselves, toweled and lay next to each other, making out slowly. His hands lightly traced my back, stopping to play with my puffy hole, causing me to shiver from his touch. Our cocks, which had just been worn out, started to harden as we pressed tighter against each other, our mouths never disconnecting as our bodies meshed into one. "Flip onto your stomach," Byron broke from the kiss and opened two of the shampoo bottles. "I want to massage your sexy body," he said, as he prepared another two cocktails of Gatorade Gina. We chugged our drinks and he drizzled some cool massage oil onto my back. "Is this one of those massages that turns into a happy ending?" I joked. "Maybe it is," Byron replied seductively, as he sat on my butt and pressed his hands into my shoulder blades. His hands were firm and strong, as he massaged out my knots and slowly worked his way down. I couldn't help but moan every time his fingers pressed deep, just as I know his cock could do. Byron would chuckle each time he elicited any noise from me, as though he were proud of himself as a masseuse. He scooted onto my legs as he got down to my midsection, then my waist and finally to his prize: my ass. I could feel him apply even more pressure as he kneaded my globes in earnest, loosening any remaining kinks. I could feel a pause as Byron lifted his hands and refilled the bong. 'Flick' went the torch, and I could hear the bubbles as he inhaled a fat hit, before adjusting himself on my legs again. I then moaned again as I felt his hot breath as he took into his mouth my now hard cock, flat against my stomach but sticking out under my butt. He sucked on it for a bit as I lay there, motionless but feeling increasingly in heat. Byron then stood up yet again and repeated this process, but this time blew into my hole as his hands searched my body before finding my nipples and tweaking them. It was all I could do to hold still from writhing, as I experienced my first rimjob, Byron's tongue French kissing my pucker. I could feel myself opening up as he methodically probed deeper, massing my insides with swirls. I could feel my cunt getting moist as his tongue licking got faster, more desperate, more slick. As the rimming got to a crescendo, Byron suddenly got back up into sitting position. He shoved the poppers under my nose while I could hear him turn on the torch. Instinctively, I unscrewed, and he said "don't stop inhaling until you feel my first tap; then hold until I take the poppers from you". After about 20 seconds, when my lungs were about to burst, I finally felt his hurried tap; he grabbed the poppers, set both that and the bong down. I felt Byron's hot meat against my hole, ready to press in. He quickly laid his entire body on me, turned my head to the signed and started to exhale into me as he pushed his cock in slowly. I moaned as we made out, exchanging Tina'ed and poppered breaths, as Byron painstakingly pushed his inch by inch of his horse cock in. I whinnied into his mouth, begging him to go faster and just put it in me, but he made an "uh-uh" noise and grinned, as he teased the depths of my cunt. Finally his resolve broke after he bottomed out. Clasping my hands with his own, he laid on top of me as he began to fuck me hard and deep, just how I wanted it. Byron slammed into me with all of his might, over and over; I screamed into the pillow as he kept pounding and pounding my second hole, feeling a pleasure and ecstasy I never knew before in my life. Before I knew it, his hands clenched even tighter and I could feel his body start to tense. "O my god baby I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum so hard in you baby. I've been saving this 5 day load for you, I'm gonna flood your guts with so much cum. Kiss me as I fill you up," Byron was practically begging me as he started ramping up his speed. "Yeah baby, cum inside me, make me yours, this is your hole", I quickly turned my head again and his lips closed on mine one last time, tonguing me as he screamed one final scream and slammed deep into my cunt. One pulse, two, three; I counted 10! pulses as Byron spasmed, his cock gushing the promised load into my waiting hole. Byron's heavy breathing slowly calmed down as he continued to kiss me. His cock, however was still impossibly rock hard after his earth shattering orgasm and he lazily fucked his load deeper into me as we lay there, his body on top of mine. Finally, as his cock was still lodged inside me, he turned me around onto my back, his piercing blue eyes staring into my soul. "That was amazing", he breathed. "Fuck yeah; thank you so much for all of this," I replied "It was everything I hoped for and more". "For sure," he said, and I reached up to kiss the man who took my virginity in the most amazing night ever.

Stayed the night at a hotel,being renovated of course, and go to the pool area to go to the hot tub. One older Hispanic guy in the hot tub and no one else in the pool area and I get in the hot tub to loosen up my aching back. The guy starts talking, thick accent, says he is there doing renovations. I notice he has a pride colored towel and tell him nice towel. He says he can't hear well and to slide over next to him so we can chat. I slide next to him and he puts his arms up and on the edge of the tub and starts chatting. Soon I feel his leg brush mine a few times. My hands are in the water and I bump his thigh with my hand. The 3rd time I do this he pushes his hips up. So we are chatting away and I touch his cock through his trunks, his hand go in the water and come back out back to rest on the edge. He had pulled his trunks down and I start stroking his thick meat. He tells me he wants to feed me and pulls up his short and we go into a service closet off the pool he has keys for. We go in and he drops his trunks and say suck for your dinner. A minute later he say eat my nut and groans and floods my mouth with cum. He plops down on this folding metal chair and tells me to sit. I sit on his cock and say wait. He reaches around and jerks me and I blow my load pretty quick. He say now fuck. I don't usually cum and getting fucked after is tough and he knew it. That big cock churned my guts for probably 20 minutes before he unloaded in me. I hobbled back up to my room and put a butt plug in and pillow under my hips and crashed.

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.

I don’t really put much stock into my looks. I feel that either a man is interested or he isn’t. I don’t feel that being a true pig has anything to do with looks. My goal is to get a man off and hopefully have his precious seed inside me. I really don’t care about looks at all.

Chapter 11 Henrique just parked and got a text from Marc. It said, “Bring a luggage cart up with you when you come up. I’m waiting for you by the elevator”. A few minutes later, Henrique arrived at the top floor. The elevator door opened, and there was Marc waiting for him wearing just a jockstrap. “We are not leaving today, are we? I just got here. What do we need a luggage cart for?” Henrique said as he exited the elevator. He immediately began to strip down to wear just a jockstrap as well. “No, we’re not. Here” Marc handed two pairs of handcuffs to Henrique “Daddy wants you to be cuffed to the cart” “Got it” Marc cuffed Henrique's arms to the luggage cart and then rolled the cart into the room. Henry, whom the boys referred to as Daddy, is in his upper 40s. Have a nice tanned and toned body, about 6'2, and masculine acting. He has on a pair of boxers and just made a cup of coffee, sitting on the couch of their top-floor hotel suite. “You boys put on a show for me. I just might join the two of you if I’m turned on enough. There's a chest full of toys, so feel free to pick out anything you want” “Yes, daddy” Marc and Henrique said at the same time. Daddy got the boys out of the correction facility years ago when he was starting his business as a porn producer. He was looking for boys who were legal that he could manipulate, train, and make them the star of his new business. He had met them online and hooked up with these two boys before. When the boys got in trouble and didn't want their family to know, they contacted him. At the time, his porn brand needed new concepts, exploring more controversial dark fantasies. He has since made them into the main stars of his company, and his porn brand is gaining popularity domestically and abroad. He generously shared profit with these boys and also started recruiting more actors through them. The boys do not have to follow his orders, but the money is just too good, so they follow him and do what he says willingly. Henry's films have been highly controversial because of the idea of getting his actors high and subjecting them to rough sex. The disclaimers, of course, say everything was just acting but in reality…. No one is inspecting to know the legitimacy of the claim. They only need to edit out the part where the actors are getting high before publishing their videos. They do offer unedited live streaming for payers who are willing to pay high dollars and agree to some ridiculous terms if the live stream were to be recorded and redistributed. Most of those viewers who are interested in watching unedited live streams to fulfill their dark fantasies . They have no problem agreeing to the terms for a chance to satisfy their perverted desires. This was the first time Henrique was in a submissive role with Marc. For many fans of them, there has been a high demand for their role reversal. Marc has been traveling with daddies for promotion while Henrique was sent to do a different assignment. During their promotional trip, several companies have offered a great deal of money to be a part of the video. The “toy box” is filled with products from their sponsors. After building up the demand for so long, Daddy finally has the green light to make this highly demanded shoot. Today's encounter is for research purposes and is not recorded. The goal is to test Henrique's comfort level and also to get familiar with sponsor products and how to use them. Marc first greases up Henrique's body. He sucked on Henrique's hard nipples and bit on them lightly before he drips more oil on Henrique's body. He rubs the oil evenly but intentionally avoids contacting his dick. Henrique's body hair is nicely trimmed. Marc fondles Henrique's balls in his hand a bit, then pulls them downward and puts a ball stretcher on Henrique, causing him to let out a light moan. Marc went back over to the toy box and came back with a set of weighted nipple clamps connected with a chain. He attached them to Henrique's nipples, making him grunt a little. He follows up with a passionate kiss and lightly greases up the head of Henrique's now half-hard dick before moving on to applying oil to Henrique's backside. Marc slowly inserted a buttplug into Henrique. After recently giving up his hole to two hung tops less than a week ago, Henrique's hole is still a little sore, but he took in the buttplug with ease. Marc walked over to the freezer and took out the chem piss oval-shaped ice cube that came from him and Daddy during the trip. It's a mixture of both of their piss, highly concentrated and not diluted with cum like those they gave up Ben a couple of weekends ago. The butt plug has a removable core, so Marc was able to shove them in Henrique's ass without removing the plug. Marc put a spread bar in between Henrique's ankles, keeping them apart and connected the chain of the nipple clamps to the spread bar. It forces Henrique to lean forward to avoid getting his nipples pulled on harder than they already do. Marc walked around Henrique, checking out everything then went back to the toy box to search for something. Henrique started feeling the chem piss effect. It's his first time getting high in a few days. He started breathing more heavily and seemed uncomfortable staying still and his dick is now fully erected. Marc came back wearing a harness when a small camera attached to it that had a flexible joint to point at any direction. From behind, he put a mouth gag with a resealable hollow opening in Henrique's mouth. Then he rolled the luggage cart to daddy while getting ready to do a hot rail that daddy had heated up for him while he was “accessorizing” Henrique's body. Daddy got up and closely examined everything. He moved the nipple clamp a bit closer so it clamp on the nipples more securely. Pull on the chain to test the weight causing Henrique to grunt and his dick flex. Marc finished a rail and opened up Henrique's mouth gag and blew all the smoke in his mouth then sealed the gag. With nowhere else to go, the smoke was slowly coming out of Henrique's nostrils. It was a good hit bc it got him a little light-headed and hornier than ever. Daddy pulls out the buttplug core. The chem piss ice cube had been fully absorbed. He pulled the whole thing out and watched Henrique's hole nice and open as it slowly closing then he shoved it right back in there. Henrique moaned as Marc blew another batch of smoke into his mouth gag then untied the chain from the spread bar so Marc could tease Henrique's dick with his tongue. He licks it lightly all over. Henrique instinctively threw his head back and thought he could stand back up straight, but Marc had the untied chain wrapped around his finger so it pulled on his nipples. He immediately regretted doing that when he felt the unexpected pain and moved his upper body back down while smoke was still coming out of his nose. Daddy sat back down on the couch and took a big hit out of a bong, leaned back, and rubbed his cock a little through his boxer. Marc was about to put Henrique’s dick in his mouth changed his mind last minute and walked around and kicked the back of Henrique’s knees, making him go down on his knees. He opened up Henrique’s mouth gag and shoved his dick in. Marc’s dick was even slightly bigger than the mouth gag’s opening. He had no problem inserting it in as the material is adaptable but Henrique who has not been used to taking in the full length and girth of Marc’s dick gagged several times. He had saliva all over his face and Marc’s dick as Marc fucks his face with no mercy. When Marc took his dick out of Henrique’s mouth he heard. “Fuck me Marc” said Henrique. Marc had never heard those words out of his mouth before and said “What did you say?” “FUCK ME MARC” said Henrique “hmmmmm…..I might but only if you ask nicely” Marc said as he walked around to behind Henique and pumped in a huge squirt of tina mixed in lube, closed the plug again then walked to the freezer and got another chem piss ice cube “Fuck me, please sir” said Henrique for the 3rd time. “That’s more like it” Marc untied Henrique from the cart and moved him to the left side of daddy. Positioned his head right at Daddy’s crotch. Daddy got up and removed his boxer but instead of laying back down, he started cutting a line for Henrique and heating up the pipe for him. Marc opened up the plugin Henrique’s ass and put the ice cube in Henrique and said “Are you ready for my thick cock?” “Yes sir” said Henrique. Daddy moved the mirror in front of Henrique and handed him a tube for the hot rail. Henrique quickly finished the line. Before he let the smoke out of his mouth, Daddy’s dick was right in front of him and he knew exactly what he was supposed to do and put that semi-limp dick in his mouth and started sucking on it like a popsicle as the smoke slowly leaking out each time the dick thrust into his mouth. Henrique felt his hole being forced to expand as Marc slowly pushed his dick in. With a mouth filled by Daddy’s dick, Henrique whimpered as the dick entered and tried to control his breathing. Marc couldn’t make much progress, pull his dick back out and put some more lube on it then tried again. With lubricant, he started to make progress entering Henrique’s ass. Daddy grabs the loose chain hanging off Henrique’s nipple clamp and pulls it toward him. Henrique wanted to scream but couldn’t because Daddy is face fucking him hard. Marc’s dick is in all the way. He held it steady to let Henrique get used to it. He could feel Henrique’s muscle contract all around his dick. Marc handed Henrique a bottle of unlabeled popper. Henrique took two strong hits. They were so much stronger than what he was used to he eye completely blacked out for several seconds “Oh yeah…that came from a vendor. It’s too strong to be sold on the Market. Sorry, I should have mentioned that,” Marc said. “However, I can feel it completely relaxed your hole, though” as Marc began to move his pelvis while Henrique was still recovering from the poppers. As he regained consciousness, he started moaning. “Push it so your hole is opened up for him,” Daddy said “Take a deep breath, then push. Open it up for him. It’ll feel great when you stop fighting it and let it in Henrique” “Oh man….fuck…..Henrique you’re so tight” Marc said. Marc grabbed onto Henrique’s waist and poud him. Henrique was focusing on what daddy told him. His eyes are closed. He tells himself to open up his muscle for Marc’s dick then there he felt it. Marc’s hard dick no long felt painful. It was a blissful feeling that I wanted it more. “Ooohh ohhh ohhhhhhhh” Henrique moaned. His eyes under his eyelids were rolled back bc it felt so good. He grabs onto daddy waist and sucking daddy’s hard dick. He wants daddy’s cum all in his throat. He felt Marc tensing up, then waves of Marc’s warm cum splash onto his inner rectum wall. Marc stopped moving and sat on his heels but Henrique now wants to get fucked more. Those doses of chem piss may finally be hitting him in full effect. He was breathing heavily and continued to fuck himself even though Marc wasn’t moving anymore. Marc pulls out his dick then daddy told Henrique to get on his back and show him his hole. Henrique hands holding his feet and exposed his hole to daddy. “Push that cum out baby” daddy said. A few seconds later, some white cum came out of Henrique’s ass. Without hesitation, daddy wrapped his lids around Henrique’s hole and sucked up all of that cum and thoroughly rimmed his hole then penetrated his hole with his tongue. Henrique made a rare high-pitched moan. That was a sound that he doesn’t normally make. Daddy spit the cum out of his mouth onto his dick and smear it all over his dick then he pressed his dick on Henrique’s hole. Much different than earlier, this time his hole sucked daddy’s dick in. “Oh yeah…just like that baby. Take my dick in” as daddy slid his dick in. Henrique’s dick got harder and harder. Marc had his phone in his hand, filming daddy’s cock moving in and out of Henrique’s hole. He straddle over Henrique’s face and continues filming. Henrique reaches up and grab Marc by his hip and pull him down and started munching on that hole he normally own and fuck. He got it all nice and wet. daddy said “Come ride his dick Marc” “Yes sir” Marc put down the phone and sat on that dick that he knows so well. He sat down on Henrique’s dick and unclipped Henrique’s nipple clamps and lean forward to make out with him as Henrique fucking him while getting fucked by daddy’s huge dick. A few minutes later Henrique started moaning loudly because daddy started taking fast but deep thrusts, pulling his dick always fully out of his hole then thrusting all the day in then repeating. That sensation drove Henrique to cum in Marc’s ass but he didn’t mean to. Then daddy grunted loudly and shot a huge load in Henrique’s hole. It was so much cum that for a second Henrique thought daddy was pissing in his hole, but it all cum. Creamy thick white cum. Lots of it. Daddy then laid down on the floor with Henrique and Marc on each side of him. Marc moved to clean up daddy’s dick while Henrique nibbled on daddy’s left nipple. “Daddy. Are you going to Jay and Aaron’s party tomorrow?” Henrique asked “Yes. I plan on it.” Henry said. “How do you think Ben will react?” Marc asked “I don’t know but if you guys have trained him the way I instructed, then he will want to worship this dick that created him. He looked so good in the videos you guys film while I was away. I own his hole. Tomorrow I have the right to do what I want with it. I didn’t expect you two to recruit him. I thought he was straight” Henry said “We didn’t recruit him. It was Keith” Marc said. “Well….each of you gets to drop a load in him. I am going to rip his ass apart with this dick that made him. It'll be our initiation to bring him into our empire. All of us will be so rich and all we need to do is get high and fuck all day long.” Henry said

It wasn’t my last hookup, but I’ll probably remember it for the rest of my life. One of my crushes is professional figure skater Nathan Chen. His perfect skin, jet black hair, tight little body. *drools* Yesterday, I hooked up with his doppelgänger in NYC! I was trying to contain my excitement as I was commuting over. He was pleasantly surprised how quickly I came over after our brief grindr chat. We know how flaky ppl there can be. I entered his gorgeous apt as he exited the shower with a towel around his waist. My first impression was, “OMG. I love a clean-cut man who cares about personal hygiene and has a nice apt filled with books.” He had just gotten back from a work trip and hadn’t cum in a week. We spoke ahead of time so I knew he liked passionate sex, but also to dominate in the bedroom. Our sex started off very tender and intimate. Kisses all over, hands all over each other, running my fingers through his hair and around his petite waist, our hairless smooth Asian bodies writhing against each other. I kissed down his torso, then inner thigh, and eventually went down on him. He moaned with pleasure. I moved up & we kissed some more; thoroughly intertwined with each other. He proceeded to dominate me in the bedroom with his sizable cock. Because he’s about 5 foot 7, he hit angles in my prostate that most can’t. Good thing I had done physical therapy earlier this week cuz he had my legs all over the place lol. Finally, he came inside of me. We proceeded to more kissing, cuddling, and spooning. I joked he passed the first round interview. He responded, “OOO I know I got the job.” Dreamy, talented & confident in the bedroom, and as I later learned, versatile. I told him I’ll be back to fuck his cute little butt soon. He responded, “OOO you better.” I sure will XD btw, here’s a pic of the real Nathan Chen

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.

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.

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Incredibly good second installment— satisfying yet leaves me wanting more.

@PozBearWI and @hntnhole here is the article that made me realize what these 2 were doing [think before following links] https://www.outsidethebeltway.com/southernification-of-rural-america/. For the record both are well educated professionals, and the Wisconsinite still adds an eh at the end of every sentence, but in the last 10 years has started speaking with a southern drawl. Both of them have become hardcore MAGA.

Given the OP's apparent concern about the world finding out who he (actually) is, I wonder why he initially offered personal identifying information in the first place. Things like birthdays, actual age, other personal identifying information can justifiably be "close", but not the actual facts. Whether one was born in September of 2000 or October of 2000 wouldn't make much difference to other guys on BZ, neither would be whether he's got a hairy Hole or smooth - 7" Cock or 7.25" Cock - blue eyes or grey - blonde hair or brown. There are plenty of "empty" profiles on BZ, and their commentary is appreciated as much as guys with profiles filled with minutia such as whether they eat one egg or two for breakfast. Publishing details that are so intensely "identifying" seems odd for a guy that fears such information would become (as it always does) "public" information. There are risks involved in just getting out of bed in the morning.

Not trolling, merely confusion. The contents of (most of) the Forums on Breeding Zone are visible to the public on the internet. It's intentionally built that way, so that people in general can see (and benefit from) the discussions. That is the definition of a public forum. The OP was under the (incorrect) impression that it was not the case. All of one's personal login data (email address, IP address, password...) are of course not available to the public (nor to other members).

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.

Given the nature of your complaint, I'm surprised you have signed with your full name to remove any ambiguity or anonymity.

I'm a loud, verbal breeding Daddy. I grunt and moan when I'm inside my boy. I tell him what I want him to do - push back harder, grip my shaft. I tell him "I'm getting close" and I tell him "I'm gunna breed ya", then when I'm shootin I tell him "I'm cummin in your ass". I grunt loud when I'm shooting seed so the whole fukkin street knows. Men should be noisy when they fuck!

Honing the definition of "journey" somewhat, my own "journey" only began once I went away to school. It's not easy to explain or understand, but in the burg where I grew up, one of the most horrific things that could happen would be that others would look down on you, for whatever reason. I didn't understand it then, but I do now. "What will (other) people think?" was one of the worst-possible results of misbehavior that could possibly occur. So, I was raised in a "lemming-like" crowd of people who would do anything to prevent others from having so much as a question about their behavior. When everyone you interact with - kids, parents - know who you are, who your parents are, which Church you go to, only the really rebellious ones do whatever they want and say f.y. to the cultural structure, and they were cast out early on. Even years later, when I took the exit off the Interstate to visit my folks, it seemed like heavy, wet, invisible blanket settled over me, and didn't lift until I hit the Interstate back to Chicago. Once I escaped - went away to school - it was different; I could be who I knew I needed to be - certainly not "out" - no one was, but at least there weren't authority figures everywhere waiting to catch any infraction, summoning forth the HellFire to burn me to a cinder. So it was an "Alex-in-Wonderland" kind of thing. I sucked my first Cock, fucked my first Hole, all the stuff every other guy does, figured out where I fit in the amazing puzzle we call "Life", and never looked back, Sure, I have a few regrets, things I could have done better, but none of those have one bit to do with coming to terms with my sexual proclivities. The arrival of hiv certainly did put my tastes on hold for a coupe of years, but sticking to my life-partner exclusively was hardly a cross to bear. So when the medications against it became available and guys started fucking in the backrooms again, it was nice to get back to "pig" fucking. Best of all, I'm still l doing what I want, when I want, and that's one definition of real Freedom.

Recently did. Hooked up with a homeless tweaker. Let him spend the night. Most of the time with his bare cock in my ass. He even talked me into getting spun. Felt like such a pig

I tried like crazy in my teens - could only get my head a few inches from my mouth. Became my go to method to get off whenever i could. Loved shooting my load in my mouth and all over my face. At that time I could cum a few times in a row - the most i took in one session was 4 loads - those years made me the cum slut I am today

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!

I started playing at a rather young age, and I learned to be silent so as not to draw undue attention... To this day I am rather silent during the act of copulation. But I DO make a point of letting the bottom know when I'm about to cum even if I have said nothing else during the act of copulation...

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.

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.........

I came of age at the height of the AIDS crisis, so it was a long journey for me. I rarely barebacked at all for the 1st 10 years, and did not knowing take a load in my own hole until after I found out I was poz 28 years later. I other than one guy I bred a few times when I was in grad school, I didn't really start barebacking much until I started going to bathhouses when I was 30. I did breed at least a couple of thousand holes before I started going full pig as a bottom as well as a top.

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.

Visting London for the night, arrived and got loaded within 30 mins of checking into hotel. Headed out to dinner and when I was heading back to the hotel, the guys load decided to ooze its way out of me. I'm now walking back to the hotel with a wet arse and cum load in my underwear.

i always smile when this happens as nothing makes me feel more like a shameless slut 😜

If they have an impressive looking cock, I can’t back down the offer to serve.

(I've had the basis of this story in my head for a while now and hope yall like it) John didn't much care about other people. Only what he could get from them. Whether that be free drinks, a place to stay or when the need hit him, sex. He didn't much care what they felt after and why should he, hes a top, and what he fucked was just there for him to use and leave behind. John entered that bar that evening with no real plan, he had a nice day at work and figured he'd let the evening progress as it should, get a few drinks given by the desperate older guys maybe. Sitting down to the bar he ordered a double shot of vodka and a glass of water. Taking the shot in one go he surveyed the bar with the water in hand and looked about for easy marks. Right off the bat he saw a 40 something guy. He was getting grey early on with a portly build. Average dad bod with average looks. He knew the type well. Right as he was about to get up someone sat next to him with what could only be described as a flop and gave a huge sigh. John looked over and was stopped in his tracks. This kid could barely be 21 , he highly suspected he used a fake card, giving him a quick look as the kid ordered some fruity drink he saw how tight his shorts and shirt were and couldn't believe they were able to contain his bubble butt. john looked up to see his sandy blond hair and multiple piercings. Cute face, smooth and almost child like and he sucked on his straw nearly draining the drink in seconds. putting down the glass. John quickly changed targets The kid was the first one to start talking. He just looked at him and said"i cant believe how rude people can be, been waiting half an hour for my date and now he says hes not coming at all" looking to john with a miffed look. John nodded out of shock at how blunt he was. People can be that way kid, you get used to it and move on. "well then I'll find someone else to be my date, what about you, you free tonight?" John was all to eager to agree, it was like catching a fish in a barrel. Sure , wasn't looking to do much tonight anyways. the kid ordered two new drinks before they would leave the bar and walking over to the register with them to close out his tab. Coming back he handed a double shot to john and some blue concoction for himself. John took it in one go and waited for the kid to finish his. He took a few minutes to savor this one and as time progressed john started feeling the effects of the vodka hit him, feeling a little dizzy which he expected, but then sleepy this was weird. Right around when his eyes started drooping the kid put down an empty glass and grabbed johns hand, nearly dragging him out of the bar and walking toward the secluded parking lot. Walking past the cars heading toward the back of the lot, all john could think was how easy this was.Slipping past the tightly parked cars , heading to the dimly lit back lot all to known for its quickies. The kid was holding his hand the whole time and quiet , just leading him along until they were passing a black panel van. as soon as the kid got to the drivers side window he stopped. John asked what the hold up was, in a slurred voice and the kid knocked on the side of the door. The door slammed open and that was the last thing john remembered before he was tasered in the back

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I love it when a top whispers something filthy to me even when he's not cumming yet.

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 recently reconnected with a homeless guy I had lost touch with. I get a room for us, he shows up, showers, and we spend the night talking, cuddling, and fucking. He was good looking before his years on the street but still has a big beautiful dick, hot little butt and sweet fuckhole. The next day I take him where he needs to go and get him whatever he needs.

I’m in that 5 club too.

Finding btms aint usually a problem

This is my first time writing a story like this. Please let me know if you like it.

Got a call from a longtime fuck buddy with a huge, thick cock last night. I was planning on just getting deep dicked by him but he asked if he could invite a few friends. Fortunately I was the only bottom and they were all hung with thick, rock hard dicks. I was sucking them off while they took turns pounding loads into my ass. I’m really hoping it becomes a regular thing, I love being the only bottom in a room full of tops.

Set up a meet with a hot little daddy - furry, fat dick, loved anon and had a GH set up. Got to his place and realized I knew him. He was behind the gloryhole, so thought, WTF. walked in dropped to my knees and proceeded to suck him to the edge, then backed off and gave him my hole. He lasted 3 strokes and shot deep inside me. Don't think he knew it was me. Bumped into him out and about shortly thereafter and he either didn't know or was the best actor I've ever met. Have taken his nut a dozen times.... Eventually, I may tell him. Other times, I was sucking dick thru gloryholes and ended up blowing my boss, a co-worker, a former teacher, my mechanic and a barista. Some surprised me with what they were packing. Some, not so much. I'm not a size queen and I enjoyed every one!

19 year old vers that’s extremely kinky wants to be used by a hot man (fit, under 40) in every possible way. Pretty experienced, in need of a mind altering weekend of depravity. Living in nyc, contact me.

If a cock slides through a glory hole it is gonna get sucked. As a top I have fucked Whites, Blacks, Latinos, and have enjoyed them all. I have never had the chance to fuck or suck an Oriental or South Asian. Race does play a part in gay sexual encounters, but more as just another flavor (for lack of a better word) rather than preference.

As I stared in shock garret began stripping his clothes off. “You see son” garret said “ about twelve or so years ago I met your mother and father. We met at a bar and I soon realized their secret, they were both bottom sluts. They would go around getting guys to breed both of them because your mom and dad are both total cum whores.” Garret got his shirt off revealing massive nipple piercings almost as big as that in his septum, along with a hairy barrel chest covered in tattoos. He grabbed my father’s head and stuffed it into his pits as he continued undressing. “They were completely willing to take my raw cock, though I didn’t tell them I was poz, and once they had a taste it was so good they agreed to be my slaves.” He said as he took his jeans off. Underneath he wore only a filthy jock that clearly had never been washed and was stretched to the edge with a massive bulge. “ both your parents couldn’t get enough, though you were so young I doubt you remember but one would take turns taking care of you for a few days while the other got high as a kite and took my toxic seed non-stop for days” he pulled the jock down revealing a nearly nine inch long soft cock, it was nearly as thick as a beer can and tattooed same as the rest of him. At the tip gleamed a massive metal piercing with two sharp spikes. He took my fathers head from his pit and forced him to his knees before shoving the massive cock straight down his throat. “Now your parents knew this wouldn’t work forever so they had to come up with something new” he said as he violently fucked my fathers throat “ they thought about divorce so one could live with me full time and the other raise you, but they love each other too much for that.” Garret said, patting my father’s head “ so they came up with an idea, tell you your mother died so that she could live with me in ecstasy, while your father raises you slowly, preparing you to become my slave.” As garret finished he pull out of my father’s throat, flipped him around and the bottomed out into his hole as my dad moaned in pleasure. I was shocked, my mom was alive and not only had she left me for sex but both my parents had given me over to this man. “Dad is this true” I asked in horror “Ah-all of-OH it fuck Luke” he moaned out “don’t-uh worry son-oh god yes - masters cock is SO FUCKING GOOD fuck, you’ll love it” he was lying on the table now moaning incoherently. “So son what do you think are you ready to become my slave and join your family” garret said I stood up to leave “fuck y-uh” I began stumbling as my head began to swim, “I wondered when the g we put in the whiskey was gonna kick in, don’t worry son you’re fine, your dad and I just wanted to make sure you were in the right mindset to convert” “What did you” I slurrd out as I clutched the table. Garret pulled out of my father and grabbed me “shh son dont you worry just come sit over here with me” he whispered leading me to the couch. As my dad went to another room. “Now son I hate to say it but you were born to be a cumslut” garret said as we sat on the couch him pulling my body into him. He turn on the tv which blared a homosexual orgy as he said “I’m just making sure you make the right choice because I care for you like you’re my own son, I mean you practically are because I’ve fucked both your parents more times than they have fucked each other.” My dad walked back into the room with a tray of crystals,powders, and syringes. He placed it on the coffee table then kneeled at garrets feet. Garret took his arm from around me and said “strip son” I thought for a second and realized I needed to see what was so special about garret, I needed to know why my parents wanted him so much. I stood up and stripped my clothes off. I was slightly hairy and had a lot of hair around my ass. Garret kicked my father in the balls hard yelling “I thought I told you to put nair in his body wash you stupid fag” “I’m sorry master” my father begged from the ground “ I did but he never left it on long enough, but it is patchier” “You’re fucking useless, you know I was thinking about letting you fuck him tonight after I break him in but after this there’s no fucking way” garret said with disdain. “Just shove some crystal in his hole already we gotta get him going” “Yes master” my father said then forced me to lean over the table before violently forcing three fingers into me. My hole burned as he quickly rammed them in and out before picking up the four largest crystals and shoving them into my ass. If I thought my dads fingers hurt, these were awful. They burned like crazy and cut up the inside of my hole. My dad then changed from the normal porn to something stranger as the burning in my ass slowly turned to pleasure then craving I heard deep voices from the tv encouraging my slutty urges as I saw whores get fucked by big burley men. I soon realized it was only one man, Garret, Master, fucking, no, owning two people I recognized closely, my mom and dad. As I watched my parents get fucked I felt a hand enter my ass with next to no resistance, followed by murmurs behind me. The murmurs however were drowned out by the voices, they told me to accept my nature, give myself over to lust, and to follow my parents footsteps. After a while I felt the hand come out of me and turned around to see my master. The man who I needed more then anything. He say like a god, his heavenly cock erect in front of him. I tried to go down to suck him but felt myself held back. My father grabbed me and held my cock out. He took a string and wrapped it tight around the base. He then took a two needles and shoved them both into my cock pushing the plungers in before ripping off the string and beating my dick for a few seconds while I felt the tsunami of ecstasy roll over me. I then knelt down to take my gods offering. As his holy cock entered my mouth I tasted my fathers blood on his cock. Master allowed me no time to adjust before slamming all 12 inches of his rock hard cock into my mouth, cutting up my throat. As master began piston fucking my throat I felt more of the crystals enter my hole, along with other powders and liquids. After who knows how long, master pulled my throat off of his cock and pulled me to his face. “You’ve done such a good job faggot” my master said “but now is the hardest part. I’m going to claim you forever. I’m not sure if you’ll remember this tomorrow because we have given you a lot of different drugs and we’re going to keep giving you more but you love it don’t you slut” he said as I tried to speak in response but my throat was too bruised so I just moaned “Good boy now hold out your arms, I like my sluts flying” I held out both my arms as he and my father put syringes into both my arms before pushing them down. At this point I barely felt the added high but would gladly take any drug master gave me. I felt master turn me around and line his cock up with my hole. Violently he slammed all the way in and as I felt my hole tear in two a mix of cum and piss shot from my cock as I felt the most intense organs of my life. After what felt like hours I heard talking behind me “oh my god is that him” I heard a woman’s voice say “it is our boy is taking master like a champ.” My dad responded. I then heard master say “ your boy is doing great Claire in fact he might end up better then you, we’ve got him flying on damn near every drug under the sun and he only wants more.” I then saw the woman walking infront of me with my father. She was a short blond wearing only a tiny dress that did little to cover her massive breasts. “Hi sweetheart” she said to me taking my face in her hand “it’s been so long but I’m so proud of the slut you’ve become” she said as she kissed me and I just continued moaning. She then took two of the syringes off the tray and asked my father “what are these hun” “Ket and Heroin darling” he responded “Oh fun” she said “put your arms out for mommy sweetheart she needs to get you higher” I did as she told me and felt another wave of pleasure overtake me as she shot the drugs into my system. My mom and dad stayed with me, continuing to give me more and more drugs as master endlessly filled my hole. When light began to shine through the windows the tray had been cleared I finally fell off masters cock. “How many loads did you give him master” my mother asked while I watched my father clean masters cock from my blood and juices. “About 20 I think, good thing I loaded up on viagra, he’s mine for sure, though lord knows what he’ll remember with all the drugs we gave him.” “Oh well if he doesn’t remember master we just get to corrupt him all over again” “Ha I suppose you’re right whore now don’t let your husband do all the work” master said as I lost consciousness. — thanks for reading at the moment I don’t plan on Claire being anything more than a watcher and encourager. If I do decide to do something with her I’ll put it in the proper forum. Just felt like this needed to be said

I used to work on Fourth Street, just blocks from where this story is set. Sadly, I never encountered a Sloane or a Grant to chem and poz me. Although rawrawraw76 has not written anything for quite awhile, he remains one of the very best on this site. I wish this story had continued, though, and that it had returned to Conrad, to find him taking more anonymous loads and Grant's daddy-fist. What I like about Sloane as a narrator is how up-front he is, conceding that he is an evil motherfucker. Dylan's rape is ugly, but the ugliness is made all the hotter when he ends up thankful for being slammed and pozzed, finally free. Such great storytelling!

A few thoughts of mine own, as I am still going,.. Yes, to cash at the door. The host is also encouraging people to pay by Venmo ahead of time. The clothes check is free, with a tip encouraged. You need to wear something on your feet. I reserve an old pair of army boots for this event, as I am not fond of shower thongs--though you will see a lot of them. Old sneakers are great. I love the man who wears thigh high waders and gets them filled with so much piss so he can barely move. Fetish gear is encouraged. The average age, over the last few years, has dipped. I would say it's more like 49 or slightly lower. (A few in their 20's, more in their 30's and then more with each succeeding decade). Piss porn has lowered the age of attendees dramatically. I have played with so many younger men there now, as well as the older regulars. I have seen the piss dry up towards the end, but that is not a regular occurrence in my experience. I usually find it slightly dry at the top as men don't hydrate ahead of time, but by the end of the four hours, they are pissing like fountains. Yes, there is a lot of bareback sex. I can't tell you how many piss enemas I have given over the years at this event. The man who runs it brings his sling and encourages it. I love other guys to cover the man I'm fucking--with at least one pisser aiming his stream at my dick, so I fuck it into him... Yes, the floor will be awash with piss. (I used to sit next to the man who founded the group, back when it was in someone's basement. He told me this bar was chosen--for it had a drain. Just not very centrally located....) I agree--that if you have any interest in piss play you should come play with us.

A great way for a faggot to show off what a shameless whore it is. l have actually fucked several trashy whores from getting their number this way.Also a good way to find a whore willing to suck your cock and let you piss down its throat and all over its face and body completely nsa.

I went to Horse Fair earlier in September in London. I was a mare. I stayed the whole time of around 2.5 hours and got around 10 or so cocks in my hole. Of course, some may have revisited my hole during the session but I never saw any faces. Not wishing to boast but my hole was fine the next day or so. Not sore or loose.

Here's my "slutty " ass tattoo. Have had it for about 10 years now.

Kegels are a bottom's best friend. I do kegels regularly (about 100ish) plugged and unplugged. but you don't have to count them just do them when you think about it and you can do them anytime anywhere.

'What are you doing? Are you fuckin' crazy? This will seal it!' My brain was ringing all alarm bells, but I didn’t listen. He was sexy, witty, and he wanted to fuck me hard. How could any reasonable individual say no to him? So I followed him to his apartment. It was actually a bit of a ride: we road the subway for twenty minutes during which I had mixed feelings as I nervously asked myself 'What was going to happen? Who was I following home?' but he just smiled and we chatted as I discretely tried to take a look at his package. I wasn’t sure whether he was hard or not, but the bulge was certainly promising. Little did I know. From time to time he would touch my hand, my chest or my ass. It looked like we were two twinks from one of the American porn studios rather than two strangers which were about to share the same strain of HIV. When we arrived at his apartment, I wasn't surprised to find it was nice and so fucking twinky, al la an American porn video. There was even a 1D poster on the door. We kissed and made out as we slowly and intimately helped each other out of his clothing. He made it a point to taste every part of my body and I returned the favor. Then I felt it. Oh my God! It was huge! I stopped and stared as he widely grinned and dropped his underwear. I had never seen a cock like this before. How he had any blood left in his body I didn't know. This definitely could turn any chocolate obsessed bottoms if you catch my drift. I tried sucking it, but I couldn’t open my mouth wide enough. And above this monster was a scorpion tattoo. How telling. We kissed further and then he reached over under his bed and gave me a little bottle. “You will need this. Use it as much as you like. Take a deep whiff.” With that he positioned me onto my back. I inhaled and the familiar sensation of flying began, but my ascent was interrupted when he smeared some spit on his cock, lined-up with my hole, and silenced me by securing my mouth with his palm. I looked at him. He returned my gaze, and in so doing, rammed his cock all the way into. It ripped everything in me apart. I shrieked in pain. It felt like the whole muscle ripped. Barely able to breath, I inhaled as much of the poppers as I was able. They provided provided some relief but not much. I looked at him in absolute horror, trying to understand what just happened. He pulled out, smiled, leaned over and kissed me, murmuring "Don’t worry, it’s all over now. I'll use lube. We are going to make love and when I cum, my toxic babies will swim straight to your heart. So you will never forget me.” We kissed more. He took the lube, massaged my hole and his cock and slowly pushed himself back in. I still struggled, but the poppers and the training I had received within the past few days helped me enjoy the intensity of the fuck. His cock pushed his way back in. “Are you ready to join the club little boy?” “Fuck yeah, give me your babies.” He smiled, looked me straight in the eyes and accelerated his pace, clearly getting closer and closer. To this day I love watching the top cum. So hot. And especially that moment was unique. As he blew his load into my ass he all-but yelled. “TAAAAAKEEE THEEEEMMMM!!!! AAAAAAHHH!” I had never felt a cock cumming in me, and have never after that night. But that experience was amazing. I felt the dick pulsating and shooting in me. Load after load after load after load. He didn’t seem to stop, but eventually, when he was done, he collapsed and smirked. “Welcum to the club my friend. Better put on some pants before you leak on my bed.” With that, he pulled out, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. On his way, he stopped in front of poster which was hung next to a wall calendar. He put an X on today’s date and another on his poster, and then he disappeared into the bathroom. While I dressed a took a look at the poster and calendar. The X he had made was on the day's date, which was the 8th, and the poster had 24 crosses before me, so I was number 25. I heard the shower going, so I got the drift, put on my shirt and left. Only then did I realise that I still hadn’t cum. On my way back to the hotel, I looked at the skyline and couldn’t decide whether I ended up in heaven or in hell....