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"The New Barber Part 2" I could hear a voice like it was in my head... distant and yet getting clearer as I focused back on the room. "You okay buddy" asked the man standing over me. Apparently I had dropped off the planet, he thought I was just very relaxed and carried on...he explained he sometimes has that effect on guys. As he leaned in there was a distinct odour, sort of rubbery and then I noticed under his shirt the black shiny material against his skin. I fidgeted trying to find my feet... but I was restricted somehow, the fucker had strapped me to the chair. As I started to struggle he stood back and grinning began to explain how my future visits to the Barber was going to play out. "You were very good in the chair" he explained I didn't know what he meant...then he guided my attention to a screen across the salon. A video started to play with this guy in a barbershop...my mind finally accepting what was playing out in front of me. "I gave you a little something to relax, and boy did you relax" As the video played I could see my limp body being hauled about, my legs being hoisted up and the Barber going to work on my body...my mouth went dry. "What the FUCK" "Sssshhhh he whispered, the good bit is coming up" At the side of the screen were all these names... the fucker was live-streaming his little performance. As I started to thrash around he turned grinning at my feeble attempt to escape. "In the time you were.... shall we say, relaxed. I got to work on some administration matters" "What the fuck does that mean you cunt " "It means you will come back to see me once a month" "LIKE FUCK I WILL" I yelled at him, my breathing now heavy with anger, panic and the sense that this wasn't over yet. "The reason you will be back is because I have cloned your phone, your contacts and even your bank details, you are quite careless having so much information in your phone" I felt sick....who was this cunt, and what fucking chance did I have of getting out of this. "Now, I'm going to let you up... but I have a live link to a mutual friend who has been given the instructions should anything occur in a negative manner towards me, the video will be released to your contacts" "There will be no safe place for you to hide your most excellent performance " "As you can see in the video, you took a pierced cock like a pro and even moaned like a whore when I pounded your tight little cherry " Words left me... I was beyond the ability to speak, understand any of this... yes I was gay, but few knew...who the fuck was this mutual friend??? As he unbuckled my restraints, he turned and handed me a glass of water..."Like fuck am I drinking that" I spat. "It's water... you are going to have to trust me" he growled "You don't really have a lot of options... do you?"

It had been a long time since I went to a barber... I was fussy and if I didn't click with the guy, it was never going to happen. A mate of mine told me about a guy he knew that had a chair in his own house... I wasn't impressed, but he assured me that he had a great reputation. I wasn't sure, still a bit gun-shy from previous experiences. I let it slide and forgot about it until I caught sight of my reflection in the bathroom... something had to give. After a couple of weeks I decided to let my mate arrange a meeting with this guy. After a bit of back and forth the day finally came to sit in this guy's chair, my mate told me not to judge a book by it's cover... I brushed it off but still thought it was a weird thing to say. I arrived at an ordinary looking house and even before I reached for the doorbell this tattooed, bearded guy appeared in the open doorway. He was pleasant enough, but I couldn't shake this feeling... maybe it was the past experiences that were causing ripples. We shook hands and I entered the house, I found it a bit weird that I heard the door lock behind me... I glanced back but the guy smiled and encouraged me into his salon. Pleasantries were exchanged and I began to unload, telling the guy all about my past experiences with dodgy barbers...he could see how uptight and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, as he threw the cover round me to start cutting my beard I noticed the heavy rubber of the cover... and it was tight around my neck, I commented on the cover and the guy just grinned. He asked if I would like a beer or something else to drink... I started to like this guy and thought... yeah why not! As I sat gulping my beer down, he groomed his way round my beard, fuck I was starting to relax...I was happy to sit there all day...at one point he leaned in and growled that he had time to do a good job on me, without thinking I accepted another beer, this was great as I started to lean back into the chair almost feeling drowsy...

Decided to hit up the local bookstore which has been absolutely horrific since the pandemic. A bunch a regulars standing wrong waiting to give you fully clothed head until completion. Not my thing. I walk in and there is this tall, curly hair, strapping mid twenties guy with it construction pants down jacking off. I walk over and he seems receptive. I move my finger to his ass and he rest his head on my shoulder and lets out a submissive whimper. My lucky day! I guide him to a hair a chair and he pulls his pants own to his construction boots. Not only is this boys underarms ripe, his crotch smelled like a hard days work. Absolutely intoxicating. Made me hard as a rock. After a brief BJ, I slid into this boys surprisingly clean hole. With each thrust in this tall stud, I feel he lets out a more submissive groan. Finally his ass was too much and I literally feel myself squirt in him. I smack him in the ass, and go in my way, spent and satisfied. What made it hotter is this is a blue collar guy no one would ever think had a gay bone in his body. And here he is unashamedly looking for dick in an ABS after work. Man I love the prep era! These younger guys are so much fun!

"Glad you liked the lube. That's all you're getting that isn't my cum, baby." I could do nothing but moan like a slut. Moan like a slut I did, as if the last vestiges of manhood were leaving my body as we impaled me with his BBC. The more he thrusted and impaled me, the more I sounded like a female porn star. My moans got higher pitched and more fem. My cock was flapping around, semi-hard, slapping against me. You could hear the squelching sounds every time he pumped me. I could a little of his piss leak out every time he pulled out and pushed back in. After 15 minutes of being carry-fucked, he roughly laid me down on the bed. He pulled out completely to survey the damage so far. My hole was battered and bruised and gaping wide. He looked at it saw some red colored liquid leaking out. I could hear a satisfied grunt from him. With that he threw my legs on his shoulders and blasted his monstrous BBC into my bruised and gaping hole. I let out a whorish moan as he slammed his cock into me. He kept whispering in my ear how he was going to impregnate me. How I was going to carry his babies, then I was going to carry his buddies' babies, and so on. I was so turned on and horny, I didn't notice I had cummed hands free. I had a "sissygasm". I had cummed all over my chest and pubic hair. I didn't care at that point, I was in a state of horny bliss as my hole was being pounded into oblivion and my prostate was being pounded as well. "Ooooooooooh fuck yes, my slutty whore of a son. Take it!" Rex moaned. I moaned as he flipped me on my belly and continued to pound me prone bone. Then moved me to all fours and kept on drilling me. "Mmmmmmmm, I am close, son. How do you want to take it? Cowgirl? Reverse cowgirl? Doggy?" he asked in a moan. On my back like a true slut, I responded. At this point, I felt mindbroken by how many orgasms I had. I lost count. Rex deftly flipped me on my back, still balls deep in me, grabbed my hips, and started pounding with reckless abandon. I came again and again as his strokes got more and more harder, faster, and wilder. I moaned loudly. He roared as he pumped a few more times then slid all the way to the base of his monstrous BBC. I came one final time simultaneously, except little dribbles of cum only came out of me. We made out as his cock was still unloading his DNA into me. It was like a bottle of cum was dumped into me. We broke off the kiss and he surveyed his conquest. His cum flowed out of me despite his cock still inside me, tinged with blood. "You are now pregnant with my babies. But I have a surprise for you and your last neg load." All I could was smile giddily and moan whorishly. "Let me make a call..." Rex said as me pulled his BBC out from me. I moaned whorishly again as I watched his call someone. (to be continued in the straight/bi fiction section)

Hi everybody! I’ve written a lot of erotic fiction elsewhere, but this is my first story on Breeding Zone. I’m sure a similar setup has been done in the past, but I thought this would be a fun saga to write. The premise is the path of a virus making its way from person to person, claiming more and more victims (both willing and unwilling). Enjoy! Patient 1: Sam The summer of 1983 was off to a sweltering start. Sam had moved to San Francisco three years ago, but he couldn’t remember a hotter period in the city. He’d stayed inside as much as possible, glued to the small AC unit in the bedroom window of his tiny apartment. Of course, that awful flu from last week certainly hadn’t helped. He’d come down pretty suddenly with a raging fever and horrible muscle aches, confined to his room for almost two weeks. He could barely get out of bed, let alone out into that summer heat. Now that he was feeling better, he was looking forward to finally getting laid. It had been too long since he’d had sex. The last guy he’d fucked had been this totally hot flight attendant he’d met on a flight back to his hometown in Alabama. The guy was a total DILF: mid-30s, blonde hair, thick mustache like a caterpillar. The second Sam stepped on the plane he knew he was gonna fuck this guy. They were barely off the ground before the attendant slipped Sam a note asking him to meet him in the first-class lavatory. When he arrived, the guy already had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. “Get on your knees,” he said. Sam complied, dropping to the ground and taking the man’s cock into his soft mouth. He sucked him hungrily, bringing the guy’s cock to full, beautiful hardness within seconds. “Bend over the sink.” The man pulled his pants down to the ground. His cock sprang out, wet and hard. Sam had only bottomed once or twice before, but this cock was too delicious to pass up. He unzipped his pants, releasing his throbbing cock from his briefs. He stroked it in his hand as he felt the head of the man’s cock rubbing up against his hole. Then it was pushing its way in, tearing up his insides as it sank deep inside. A little lube would have been nice, though Sam never used lube himself when he was the one doing the fucking. He preferred the natural, slick wetness of a man’s insides. The flight attendant fucked him roughly, grabbing his hips and thrusting him back against his cock. Precum dripped out of his cock, which bounced wildly with every thrust. “Such a tight hole,” the man said with a smirk. “You a virgin?” “Mmph… I’m a top… ugh…” moaned Sam. The man laughed, then picked up the pace, fucking him harder. “Sure you are.” Sam just moaned. The cock was rubbing up against something inside him, and as he stroked his cock, he could feel his orgasm just around the corner. But before he could shoot off, the man shoved his cock deep inside him and groaned. “Take that load… fuck yeah,” said the flight attendant as his cock pulsed inside Sam’s hole. He could feel every burst of the man’s seed as it worked its way deep inside his rectum. It was just what he needed to push him over the edge, spraying his own load over the bathroom mirror as he let out a cry. But that had been a month ago. He stayed with his parents in Alabama for the next couple of weeks, which left him no time (and very little options) for cruising. Then, the second he stepped foot back into the city, he’d been hit with that awful flu. Sam hadn’t gone this long without having sex since he’d lost his virginity at 18. He knew he was a bit of a late bloomer, but he’d wasted no time making up for it over the next three years. At 21, he was still in his sexual prime. He was tall and trim, with a body he’d worked hard for and a pretty sizable dick he’d been blessed with. He practically lived at the baths, spending his evenings after work pumping iron and cruising the sauna. He’d gotten off in more guys than he could count, getting his dick sucked and blowing a load in whichever naive bottom just moved to town. Now it was a Sunday morning, bright and hot as ever. He’d used up his sick pay calling out the last two weeks, so he knew he’d have to go back in tomorrow. Today was his last chance to get laid before the workweek. He pulled on a pair of white jockey Y-fronts and some cutoff jean shorts, his dark brown bush peeking out from the top. A lot of guys these days had started shaving, but he loved how manly he felt with a full, dark bush. There was something so hot about seeing a guy’s nose buried in his pubes. Since it was too hot to wear much more than that outside, he tucked a tank top into his back pocket and headed out the door. As soon as he stepped outside he felt the sun beating down on him. Sweat dripped down his chest, practically steaming off of his hot skin. For a moment he wondered if he was still slightly feverish. Perhaps he should stay home after all. But his cock was too busy leading the way, so he wiped his brow and set off in the direction of the baths, already dreaming of slipping into the cold pool. When he turned the corner, the sight of the man at the end of the block almost made him stop in his tracks. He was short and thick, a perfect mix of muscle and curves that Sam loved on the guys he fucked. Forget the skinny twinks–Sam was all about having something to grab onto while fucking. The guy wore a black tank top and baseball cap, which showed off his dark tan skin and beefy chest. As he got closer, Sam could see that he was probably Latino. He had a thin black mustache on his upper lip, and he was looking right at Sam with a gleam he recognized all too well. They slowed down as they passed each other, each turning their heads to check the other out. Sam got a look at the guy’s ass, which looked full and fuckable in a pair of black workout shorts. He locked eyes with the guy again, who smiled and beckoned him with a subtle nod. The chase was on. Sam turned on his heels, following the hot Latino man down the street. He was growing hard at the anticipation of sinking into that tight hole. He shoved his hand down his Y-fronts to adjust himself, then grinned as the man looked back and saw him. The guy kept walking for another couple of blocks before turning down a street lined with a row of apartments. After a minute, he stopped in front of a tall rust-colored building. Without looking at Sam, he walked up the stairs to the entrance and unlocked the door. For a second, Sam thought he’d disappeared inside without him, but as he made his way up the steps, he could see a hand holding the door open. He put his hand on the other man’s, feeling his soft, warm skin as he slipped inside the apartment and the door shut behind them. Without a word, he followed the guy up the stairs. The man’s ass was an inch away from his face, jiggling deliciously in those black shorts. He stuck his nose in close and breathed deeply, inhaling the man’s musk. He’d have his tongue deep in there in a minute, he was sure. The man stopped on the third floor in front of one of the apartment doors. He turned and smiled at Sam. “Dario,” he said. “Excuse me?” The guy laughed. “Dario. It’s my name.” He had a little bit of an accent that Sam found incredibly sexy. “Oh. I’m Sam.” Dario bit his lip. “Sam… would you like to come inside?” Would he ever! He put his thumb on Dario’s lip, pulling open that soft mouth. He slipped it inside to feel the wetness of Dario’s tongue. Dario closed his mouth around it, sucking on Sam’s thumb like it was an audition. “Fuck yeah,” he said. He grabbed the back of Dario’s head and pulled him in for a kiss. His tongue invaded Dario’s mouth, wrestling for dominance. His hands slid into Dario’s shorts and squeezed that thick, juicy ass. He could feel the heat rising in him, urging him to seed this bottom. But before his fingers could make their way into the holy land, Dario broke the kiss. “Follow me,” he said breathlessly. He opened the door and walked inside the apartment, leaving Sam to follow. The place was small but intimate. It looked like Dario lived alone–good. No interruptions, then. Dario stripped off his tank top. He was smooth all over, a thin layer of sweat covering his light brown skin. Sam reached forward and grazed his fingertips against Dario’s skin. He rubbed his thumbs over the man’s nipples. Dario shuddered and leaned his head back, exposing his neck for the taking. Sam leaned in and ran his lips against Dario’s ear. “What are you into?” he whispered. He was playing with Dario’s nipples, enjoying hearing the bottom boy moan. “Whatever you want,” whimpered Dario. He smiled. Right answer. He latched onto Dario’s neck, kissing and licking and biting him as his hands groped the man’s ass. He reached his fingers underneath Dario’s shorts to feel the rough band of a jockstrap. He pulled it back and let it smack against Dario’s ass, making the man moan again. Then he slid his fingers downward, prying apart those sweaty cheeks to find the sweet hole between them. Dario let out a whimper as Sam’s fingertip brushed against his hole. He gently rubbed the outside of it, feeling the smoothness. Smooth holes always made him rock hard. He stuck the tip of his finger inside and wiggled it deep. “Oh, fuck,” said Dario. Sam cut him off with a kiss. His tongue was rough, fighting its way inside the little Latino bottom. He needed to be inside him and he needed to be inside him now. “Bedroom,” he said gruffly. Dario grabbed his cock through his jean shorts, leading him through the living room to a smaller room at the back. The room was dark and hot, with blackout curtains cutting off the light. A fan was running at full blast, but it did little more than swirl the hot air around the room. “Sorry there’s no AC,” said Dario. “Get on the bed.” Sam pulled off his shorts and underwear, letting his dick spring free. Dario laid back against the bed, but when he reached to grab Sam’s dick, Sam grabbed his hands. “No touching,” he said. “You have rope? Handcuffs?” Dario reached into his bedside table and pulled out a pair of cuffs. “Perfect. Now turn around.” He took the cuffs from Dario, then watched as Dario lay flat on his stomach, arms outstretched. Good boy. He put the handcuffs on Dario’s left wrist, then looped it through the headboard before attaching it to his other wrist. He was leaking like mad, leaving a trail of precum on Dario’s lower back. He pulled off Dario’s shorts to reveal his smooth hole. The boy’s ass was so big it looked like the jockstrap could barely contain it. He grabbed his cheeks and pried them apart, mouth watering as he ran his tongue over that tight pucker. Dario was moaning like crazy now, writhing against the bed as he ate him out. He loved eating a boy’s pussy. They were like putty in your hands if you knew how to work your tongue in their hole. But his cock was hard and angry. It wanted in. He rubbed his cock against Dario’s hole and put his mouth against the bottom’s ear. “You want this dick inside you.” It wasn’t a question. “Yes,” whispered Dario. But just as he was about to shove it into that warm, wet slice of heaven, he heard the words that made his blood run cold. “There’s a condom in the drawer.” Sam growled. He had never used a condom in his life. He sure as hell wasn’t about to start now. “I don’t do condoms.” “But haven’t you heard?” Dario looked back at him, eyes wide. “Heard what?” “There’s that thing going around. A virus. My friend in New York was telling me about it. He gave me a pamphlet.” Dario nodded towards the nightstand. It held a small white pamphlet with black lettering that read How to Have Sex in an Epidemic: One Approach. “It says you could get it from getting fucked,” said Dario. Sam huffed. “Well, I don’t get fucked. I fuck. So you don’t have to worry about me, baby–I’m clean.” He rubbed his cock against Dario’s hole again, hoping to make the bottom forget about all this condom nonsense. “Mm.. oh fuck.. It’s not… look, man, I hate it too. But you gotta put one on, okay?” Sam sighed angrily. He was half tempted to just walk out of there, leave Dario handcuffed, and find some bottom at the baths who actually knew how to fuck the way God intended. But the boy looked so fucking hot there, handcuffed and helpless. And that hole had tasted so good… maybe it would be worth it, just this once. “Fine. Where are they?” Dario nodded his head to the nightstand drawer. Sam pulled out a roll of condoms, looking at them in disgust. What was he, a fucking hetero? All this condom talk was making his dick limp. He tore off one of the condoms and set it on the table. He climbed further up the bed, grabbed Dario’s head, and turned it to the side, then shoved his cock deep inside the guy’s mouth. He face fucked him for a minute, getting his dick nice and wet and back to full mast. Finally, when he felt hard as a rock, he ripped open the condom and rolled it down onto his cock. “There’s some lube-” “I don’t need lube,” said Sam. He spit on his hand and rubbed it around the edge of the condom. Then, in one fell swoop, he shoved his cock deep inside Dario’s asshole. “Oh, fuck! Dude, you gotta take it easy,” pleaded Dario. So, maybe he was punishing him a little. So what. He deserved it, what with all that condom bullshit. He pulled his dick out halfway, then rammed it back inside. “Oh! Oh, Jesus,” Dario whimpered. Sam rammed his cock in and out, in and out. He was dripping sweat from his forehead onto Dario’s back, running down that beautiful skin and pooling in the man’s lower back. He leaned down and kissed Dario, thrusting his cock deep inside him again and again. He could feel Dario whimpering in his mouth, no doubt struggling as Sam’s cock tore him up inside. But Sam had enough experience to know that soon enough Dario would be begging him for more. He grabbed the back of Dario’s head and shoved him face-first in the pillow, plowing the man’s hole with reckless abandon. “Take that cock you fucking faggot,” he moaned. Dario’s hole was unbelievably tight, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of how much better it would be raw. The condom felt tight around the head of his dick, making his cock feel less sensitive. He fucked him harder and faster, channeling his rage into his cock. The condom got tighter and tighter around the head of his cock until it was almost too much to bear. Then he felt it–that glorious pop. The condom had snapped. “Oh fuck…” he moaned. His cock felt like heaven inside Dario’s hole. Now there was nothing between the sensitive head and Dario’s warm, wet insides. There was nothing holding him back anymore. He pulled his cock out and thrust it back in, rubbing his cockhead across Dario’s wet fuck chute. “Ugh… Oh… That feels so good,” Dario moaned. “You like that? Like being fucked by a real man?” “Ugh.. yeah… the-the condom’s still on, right?” Sam rolled his eyes. “Of course it is.” “Uhh… are you sure?” He smacked Dario’s ass, making the flesh jiggle. “Don’t worry about it. Now squeeze your ass on my dick.” Dario put his face into the pillow and arched his back up, squeezing his tight hole around Sam’s dick. “Deeper,” he moaned. Sam smirked as he started fucking him again. These bottoms were so stupid. A little bit of dominance and they’ll do anything you say. He couldn’t wait to paint this boy’s insides with his nut, just like God intended. He was fucking him roughly again, lost in the animalistic heat of the moment. His skin felt like it was on fire, hotter than it had been when he was feverous just a few days ago. He slammed his hips against Dario’s cheeks, holding onto the jockstrap like a horse’s reigns as he fucked the shit out of this boy. “Ugh… oh slow down, that hurts…” He ignored him, picking up the pace as he felt his orgasm build. The only thing that mattered now was his own pleasure. He needed to spill his seed, to breed this boy and mark him as his own. He needed to plant his seed so deep inside of Dario that he would be a part of him forever. “Ugh… fuck… I’m coming!” He wrapped his arms around Dario’s chest, squeezing the boy tightly as he blew his load inside him. His cock was planted as far in as it could go, and he felt nothing but ecstasy as it filled the boy’s rectum with cum. He could feel his cock throbbing, pulsing with his heartbeat. He collapsed onto Dario’s back, his cock twitching as it released its last few dribbles of cum. He put his nose in Dario’s hair and breathed in the boy’s scent. It smelled clean and fresh, like a flower waiting to be defiled. Another job well done. “That was fucking hot,” said Dario, his back heaving as he breathed heavily. Sam pulled his cock out of Dario’s hole, relishing one last feel of the boy’s insides. There was a light pink froth on the outside of the condom, a beautiful mixture of cum and a little bit of blood that he sometimes saw when he pushed a bottom to his limits. When he pulled his cock all the way out, he could see the tip of the condom hanging precariously off. He laughed to himself. “What’s so funny?” Dario asked, turning his head to smile at him. Sam ripped off the condom and tossed it in the wastebasket by the bed. “Nothing. Let’s get you off.” He wasn’t a total douchebag, after all. Just because he cared more about his own pleasure than anyone else’s didn’t mean he didn’t like helping bottoms get off. He released Dario from the handcuffs, then turned the boy on his back and kissed him. His hand traced down Dario’s chest, squeezing his meaty pecs and pinching his dark brown nipples. He trailed down the smooth, sweaty skin of his pecs and stomach until his hand reached underneath Dario’s ass, where he slipped his fingers in the boy’s hole once more. “Ahh,” Dario hissed. “It’s a little sore.” Sam kissed his neck. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered. Dario pulled his cock out of the jockstrap pouch, tugging on it as Sam fingered him deeply. He was working the cum deeper into the boy’s hole, careful to remove any trace of his stealthing. After all, what Dario didn’t know couldn’t hurt him. It wasn’t like there was a real chance of him catching anything anyway. Sam had been to the clinic just a couple of months ago and tested clean. What could he possibly have? “Ugh… oh god, yes,” Dario moaned. He was jerking his cock, his hole gripping Sam’s finger like a vice. Sam shoved his finger in as deep as it would go and wiggled it around. “Cum for me. Now!” Dario cried out as his cock began to spurt. The cum flew up and hit him on the chest, covering those beautiful brown nipples in sticky white seed. Sam kissed him, ravaging the boy’s prostate with his finger as he rode the orgasm. God, he loved breeding these boys more than anything but diddling them to completion was a reward all unto itself. He watched the cum spurting out of Dario’s cock less and less until it was just a dribble. “Wow,” Dario whispered once he’d finished cumming. “That was incredible.” Sam smirked. He pulled his finger out of Dario and sucked it clean. He loved the taste of a boy well fucked. Then he pulled on his jean shorts, stuffing the Y-fronts into his pocket. “Can I see you again?” asked Dario. He pulled on his shoes. “I’ll be at the baths if you’re ever up for another round.” It was certainly possible that they’d hook up again, but not very likely. Sam didn’t like to plow the same field too many times–there were so many other holes to conquer. Still, best to let him have a bit of hope. As he left Dario’s apartment, he felt a sudden burst of energy. Instead of heading home, he set off in the direction of the baths. He’d be ready to go again in minutes, of that he was sure. That month off sex had really shaken him. He needed this, a reminder that he was a man meant to breed. Now that he’d gotten off on his latest conquest, he knew there was a whole world out there just waiting to be conquered.

Went last week on a Thursday, I got a tv room but had it turned off along with the lights. It made the room nice and dark when the door was closed. I took my position of face down ass up with the lights out and door open for free use. Only took about 10 minutes before a nice bbc came in and closed the door. He used my ass for about 20 minutes then gave me load number one and left. I took a walk then assumed the position again. A few minutes later the same bbc cam back for round two. Another 20 minute pounding and he gave me load 2 and left. He said he needed a break… he left and left the door open. Almost immediately, before I knew it I felt another top slap my ass with his dick. Then in it went. He didn’t even close the door. He continued to use my ass for about 30 minutes before pumping his load in me. I took a little break, when I heard somebody said “show me that pussy” it was the bbc from load 1 & 2, he did the normal and gave me a 3rd load.

*based on my true story. Very early on I realised that I was a top with a dominant streak in bed, and sexually I wanted a total bottom fag boy, but I'm complicated, I like small lean boyish bodies, but not necessarily young, it's about attitude and I love body hair... When the trope is young hairless twink, add to that that I like slutty subby fag in the bedroom, and sweet average guy in the streets... And you're beginning to to see why I was still single at 45, the right mix of sexual chemistry, love and partnership just didn't seem to exist. Recently I'd come to terms with being single and was loving it, slowly building a group of regular sexy bottom boys who'd come around get puffed up, role play and spend the weekend getting fucked and bred by their daddy, and I loved it. The regulars would start to play out our fantasies and talk more openly about different role plays etc. One in particular a hot lean island boy, Patrick, older, but great bod and attitude, would get deeply into the idea of me owning him, and wanting to make his daddy happy, in between sessions there would be silence for weeks or even months, but when together it always started with puff, then ultimately intense hot sex and exploring fantasies. As we talked about different scenarios, public, parks, toilet hook ups etc I confessed I had a huge fantasy to have two bottom boys at once, one tucked under each arm, cuddled up on the bed each vying for my attention, my cock and who would be the lucky one to take my load. I thought nothing of it until one Friday afternoon when a text came in from him asking if I could get some puff and if I would like him to bring over his bottom friend and a verse guy for a foursome. I quickly said yes and arranged a time, meanwhile just because I was excited of course my normal supply of gear dried up, so had to search out more, thankfully I finally found some just after dark, but was still walking home from the pick up when the boy texted saying he was parking outside my apartment building. Stepping up, I quickly got to the car park and saw my boy paying for parking and went up to say hello, he smiled warmly, I hugged him being sure he could feel my significant package pressed against him, and quietly confirmed I had the supplies. We then turned and he introduced me to his friend, Dean, my cock twitched as I checked out this gorgeous young looking otter boy, I hugged him the same way and asked... Where the other guy was? Patrick said he was sorry but he had flaked, I said I wasn't worried but I did hope Dean was the other bottom, not the verse guy. Dean smiled and confirmed he was the bottom. We headed into the building, once in the lift with it's better lighting, I was busy checking out this sexy otter boy and he was checking me, and that was when he said it for the first time, "oh hi daddy" he said in obvious lust, having now been clearly able to see what I look like. At 45 I'd recently been working hard on myself, had lost weight, muscled up a bit and was looking pretty good for and older bearish white guy if I do say so myself. At 6'2" I was finally in a place of being confident and comfortable in my looks, as well as proud of my well kept salt and pepper beard, I also proudly wore tighter jeans that cupped and displayed my significant buldge prominently, because I loved catching guys checking it out as I walked down the street. Conscious not to alienate anyone I turned my attention to Patrick, complimenting him, cupping his bubble butt and asking "You boys ready to service daddy?" all the while silently being extremely excited to play with the new boy. The seconds felt like hours as the lift came to my floor and we headed down the hall to my apartment. Once inside I got the boys a beer each, playing up how daddy was letting his sons try it for the first time, then as they put they're stuff down and got situated, I sat on the couch, pulled out my pipe and loaded it up, taking the first decent hit, and asking them to join me. Patrick was fluffing around with his own pipe and gear, so it was Dean who eagerly joined me first, to my surprise, without hesitation he sat straight on my lap, straddling and facing me. "Hi Daddy" he whispered sexily as he gave me a first little kiss. I asked if he would like to try Daddies 'naughty' pipe, and made him promise never to tell mummy, as the role play kicked off. He agreed and I explained the best way to start out was to shot gun, I took a big lung full, went in close and blew the clouds into his mouth, transitioning into a passionate kiss as we passed it back and fourth. I then let him have one directly, being careful to explain it like it was the first time for my young son, and he proceeded to shotgun it back to me, his hands begining to explore my muscular chest as we made out. Coming up for air, I was keeping an eye on Patrick, who was still fluffing around, I've seen threesomes go wrong when two parties had better chemistry and accidentally left out the third, and I wanted my fantasy to come true, so was going to be sure Patrick was included. "Daddy, I feel so relaxed now" Dean said leaning into his role, "Daddy, do you like me rubbing your chest? Can I rub the rest of your body?" he asked sweetly, and I confirmed it was OK. Dean's hands explored all over me, and he complimented my body as my hands explored him, his back and settled on massaging his bubble butt. He hesitated before touching my packaged and looked at me as if to ask permission, which turned me on massively, and I confirmed it was OK for my son to be curious. When his hand touched my now rock hard 9" thick uncut rod bulging in my tight jeans he let out a moan so sexy in surprise and delight... He would later explain it was because he was worried I might have used a sock to stuff my buldge and when he confirmed it was real he was so thrilled. Patrick finally joined us and I moved Dean so each one was on either side of me. We sparked up our respective pipes and all began making out and shotgunning to each other, I was careful to insure both boys had equal attention, though already I was secretly favouring Dean. Soon enough the boys had my cock out and were taking turns stroking it, then sucking on it, at every stage there was something electric about Dean that had me starting to wish it was just he and I, one on one, but I wanted to see out my two boy fantasy, so kept intentionally keeping the balance. When it was finally clear that the next step was to fuck I decided to ask the boys who should get to ride my raw cock first. Dean confirmed it should be Patrick, because apparently in a previous threesome Patrick had missed out when the top focused on Dean and left him out. I moved us to the bed that I'd set up in the living room and lay back instructing Patrick to straddle facing me and sit on me while Dean got between my legs and closely watched as my lubed fat cock penetrated his tight hole. Like always, and like I loved about Patrick, he struggled to take my tool, but followed his daddies instructions not to pull off, to relax, and to take a little more, and keep repeating until I was all the way balls deep. At that moment I heard a sigh of lust as Dean exclaimed "wow" once Patrick sank fully onto my rod. Puffing another lung full Patrick then lent down and we made out, shot gunning as I began to thrust up into him, causing him to moan with involuntary pleasure. Before long he was riding and grinding loving my tool in his boy pussy, but managing to control himself enough to come to a stop, pulling off and saying it was Dean's turn. Instructing the boys to switch positions so Patrick could watch the penetration this time, Dean was soon in my lap, reaching back, taking my cock and lining it up with his hole, unlike his 'brother' who had left it up to me to line myself up, Dean left nothing to chance wanting me to know how much he wanted me in him. As he sat back and we became one for the first time, I again noticed the electricity, something was different, somehow he was tighter, yet more receptive, somehow even as he struggled to take my significant thickness I could tell there was no hesitation, he needed me in him, and with the last two inches still to go and Dean seemingly unable to take more, I couldn't control my animal side and I angrily, passionately and roughly thrust up, forcing the rest balls deep. Dean yelped in happy extacy and pain, Patrick may have moaned, but I can't remember, he was tuned out in this moment of taking my boy fully for the first time, and with overwhelming desire to thrust into him and own him, he rode like a champion as I bucked into him lustfully, dreaming of breeding him. I took control then, and swapped back to Patrick, being sure not to let my connection to Dean overshadow the threesome of my fantasy, I was soon trying each boy in every position and was making the plan to first cum inside Patrick to be sure he felt equal. As I was about to finish a round inside Dean and move back to Patrick with the intent of seeding his hot brown bubble butt, Patrick, with a noticeable look on his face announced he had lost the mojo of the moment and said he wanted to go home. I pulled out, sitting back up, instantly worried that both boys would leave and secretly relieved as I had a growing desire to inseminate Dean. Patrick asked Dean if he wanted to go too, and I felt an insane fear that he had not felt our connection, but he looked at me with lustfull eyes asking if he could stay. I was thrilled, saying he could stay all night if he wanted and asking if he had a way home in the morning, offering my services to give him a ride if needs be. As Patrick packed up and left it was clear that despite my best intentions he had become jealous, sensing my preference for Dean, and he left, looking a little dejected, which I was sorry for, but didn't really care because now I had the object of my true desire to myself. Within minutes I had moved Dean to my actual bedroom, somewhere I didn't take hook ups, and I had him on his back, his hot little hairy otter boy body writhing in pleasure as my fat raw cock stretched his hole, his legs on my shoulders and I passionately kissed more clouds into him. My body kept him from playing with his totally ignored tiny little cock, but that didn't matter, Dean was all about the pleasure he got from my cock penetrating him, he was a total bottom for me and wanted for nothing more. His eyes rolled back as his body shuddered when I asked if he wanted me to breed him, "yes sir, yes please, please inseminate me, make me yours" he pleaded with begging eyes staring into mine, and it was enough to send me over the edge, the animal taking control, almost violently forcing myself deeper than ever before, pinning him down, angrily, primaly and with no escape for him, I began to unleash the biggest load of my life, rope after rope shot deep inside, letting out loud nasty growls as my body spasmed, continuing to shoot and pulse longer than I ever remember before, "take it all boy, good bitch, take daddies seed, squeeze tight, don't let it leak, show respect, hold it in you, yeah, feel it, does that feel good?" Only then as I asked that question did I look into his eyes seeing that his body too was spasming and the best he could manage was to nodd affirmatively as his little cock shot a load between us. Finally as we each began to regain composure Dean wrapped his legs around me, physically holding as he begged me not to pull out, blissfully pleading about how much he loved my cock in him and how it had never felt that way before. My head desired to keep going, but the shear intensity of the orgasm had temporarily drained everything from me, it was like my body had decided that this wasn't just a fuck, it was a transfer of my essence to this worthy receptical and now I needed to know how he felt. "I'm going to pull out boy, I need a rest after that amazing orgasm, you squeeze tight, don't let my seed leak out, show it respect". He gladly did as he was told, somehow what I said seemed to make total sense to him and be completely natural, then as I lay back to catch my breath he, without prompt, went straight down to suck my cock clean saying "can't waste any of my daddies precious seed". I was thrilled, this boy somehow naturally knows my rules and kinks, there are only two acceptable places for my load, up his ass and down his throat, pulling out should be considered a punishment, and he should gladly carry my seed in him publicly, seeming normal in the street, but my seed reminding him he is my toy and that making him smile and be proud. Once clean he snuggled into my side, instinctively knowing to stay lower, tucked under my arm, slowly stroking my cock, resting his head on my chest quietly as we recovered and finally breaking the silence with "Daddy, that was mind blowing, did you enjoy it too?" I snuggled back kissing his head, stroking his body, and confirming that yes it was possibly the biggest load I've ever shot in a boy and that I loved every second of it. I confirmed he was OK with how rough it got in the end and he answered how much he liked it, that infact I could go harder, choking and spanking or even bondage if I liked. He then told me that he had never in his life cum from being fucked alone before, he had always had to jerk off, that I had made something happen that he thought was a myth. We continued to chat about our sexual kinks and desires, discovering in every way we were like positive and negative, yin and yang for our desires, until after a moments silence he asked me, "what are you looking for Daddy? Just a hook up, a regular fun time, or a boy to own"? I confirmed I was open to it all but my true desire was to find a boy to own, who in streets and in front of family is my sweet sexy boyfriend that I might even marry one day, but who in private was my sex toy faggot play thing, that kissed my mother hello with lips that only moments before had been sucking my cock and swallowing my load, a boy who went to work with my fesh load held deep in his hole and he clenched to hold it in as he went about his duties, a boy who would be over the moon to find a little pottle of my semen included in his lunch box, who would worship my cock like his God, and would get his pleasure not from his own little cock, but from mine penetrating his horny boy hole, and receiving my seed. A boy whose biggest problem would be that he loves me fucking him and doesn't want me to stop, but he also physically craves my semen in him. A boy who would only play with other men if he had my permission and I was there, who would then reconfirm his preference for me over the other top by disrespecting his semen and pushing it out or spitting it out... Who considered condoms heresy, only there for him to beg permission to remove, or to damage so they would definitely break inside. As I spoke he cuddled in, moaning, loving it and soon after I finished he said "how do you know me so well? None of that seems like rules, it seems natural and perfect... Do you think I could apply to be your boy? What would I need to do?" "if you want to give yourself fully to me, the first step is to take my load in your ass, hold it there without spilling, then on the same night suck my cock until I cum in your mouth and hold as much in your mouth as you can, swallowing a little if you must, then showing me and waiting on instructions... But be warned it is hard to make me cum through head alone, you'd need to work very hard and no boy has succeeded without me having to jack off. If you pass that test there is more, but we can talk if you get that far". "would you like me to be your boy sir?" he asked, needing the reassurance of his possible alpha daddy. "Fuck yes!" I confirmed emphatically, "so far you are my dream boy, physically and emotionally". With that a look of determination came across his face and before I knew it, my hands where above my head, and he was between my legs sucking my still hard cock like his life depended on it. It wasn't easy, he required some encouragement and instruction, and I had to hold my hands above my head physically in order to stop from the edging he was giving me making me take over. I wanted this boy to succeed like no other, I wasn't going to take control and ruin his chances. And to his credit he kept going, changing positions, trying different rhythms and styles, deep throating, gagging, changing angles, until about an hour in he found the magical rhythm angle and depth, and he redoubled his efforts sucking like a starving child working for a life saving meal, and I was moaning louder and louder, my neighbours must have heard, and then to my massive relief and happy surprise I did what I rarely ever have done before, I shot my load, purely due to the lips, mouth and tongue that currently worked my rod. Dean took it all in his mouth, I felt him take a couple of swallows but no semen leaked from his lips, even as I shot another massive load, one that frankly surprised even me, how could there be this much in my balls after the load I shot in his ass not long ago? Once finally done and I regained my composure I usher Dean up, and told him to open his mouth and show me my seed, there it was coating his tongue. "now close your mouth and swirl it around, make sure you fully taste and enjoy it all" he moaned showing genuine enjoyment as he did as he was told until I instructed him to swallow. "did that taste good?" I asked already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it. "Yes Daddy, it was delicious. Daddy can I tell you something? You might think badly of me, but I've sucked and swallowed lots of cocks and cum in my life, and I'm not bullshitting when I say, yours tastes the best feels the best, and your cum might be my new favourite food" he blushed a little. "You know what boy, daddies had lots of experience too, and I'm already forgetting them because you are so much better. If you're telling the truth to me then you are my dream boy and love". Dean snuggled in, confirming that yes it was the truth, going to some detail about how good my seed was, about how he can feel it in his tummy and his ass still, how it seems like it is taking over his body now and almost chemically owning him. I confirmed that was my intent, and after making out a little more, I picked up the pipe again, as I breathed in the clouds I realised, not once had my boy left my cock unattended, I'd never had to remind him, to stroke it or suck it, he naturally knew he should be of service to it, and I leant in, shotgunning and making out deeply with him. "I'm glad you stayed and don't have to rush away" I confirmed in between puffs and kisses, "you've got me rock hard again... Can that sweet boy hole take some more pounding?" "yes daddy, please, is this part of becoming your boy daddy?" "no son, this is purely for lust and passion, I'll tell you about next steps after". And before I knew it I was balls deep raw in his hot tight hole again, again it both resisted and hurt but somehow was also accepting and welcoming, as I got balls deep I noticed any plain was also gone and replaced with pleasure as soon as I bottomed out. Something he later said that was also unique to me. This time we fucked in a more loving passionate and connected way, near the end it got rougher as I bred him, which he loved, but the fuck itself was long, deep and focused on being as one, as intensely as possible. As he sucked me clean, my third load now settling deep in his sweet boy pussy, I found myself hoping this was real and not just another hot hook up forgotten in the new day... And to my surprise my boy was thinking the same way. "it's morning daddy, I have to go home soon, but I mean it sir, I want to be yours, see where this goes and devote myself to you, my mouth and ass already desire more of your cock and seed. What do i do next to be your property?" With that I explained that he should go home, live his life for a week, be a slut, get as much cock and cum as he can, and I will get as much ass as I can, then in the cold sober light of Friday, if we still want each other I will invite you back for a night making love without puff to be sure this is not just a drug fantasy. And if all of that goes well, then you will be my boy. I explained, this was a test to be sure our connection was special, that no other man could satisfy him like me and no other boy could satisfy me. I told him I hate games, I like honesty, and to please stay in touch, communicate lots about everything during the week, even if it is not what we hope, I would rather not be left wondering. He agreed, and after I offered him a shower but he said he didn't want to wash my smell off him, we got ready and I drove him home, now knowing where my toy lived. The following week went by quickly, my boy delighting me by keeping in constant touch on whatsapp, both of us expressing our desire for more of the other, then going off with other people to see if it saciated the desire... And it never did, took the edge off a little for a short time yes, like a drug addict getting an inferior substitute, but the cravings continued until 6pm Friday night, I stood outside my apartment building, a huge smile across my face as I got instantly hard seeing my boy walking up the street returning to me, rushing, with no patience left as he waited to cross the busy street and fall into my arms for a deep close passionate kiss and cuddle. The drivers looking at us melted away as I rushed him inside, and quickly desperately got naked and got inside him again. Making passionate connecting love, drug free, all evening and again when we woke in the morning. He blew off his plans for the weekend and coming week, and we have been together ever since... Puffing, role playing, living out fantasies. But it would take a year before I would reveal my last secret to him, we'd said we were on prep, but not discussed status, and my connection with him had been so intense and so overwhelming straight away, that l had kept from him that I am HIV positive, undetectable. But how he found that out is a whole other story... Tbc?

So there haven't been a lot of new stories lately and it has been a while since I've written one. Sorry my writing and storytelling skills aren't great, but it is what it is. English was always my worst subject in school. So I hope you like it anyway. Booth Meetings By austin_submale I had some time to myself and it is Saturday so I was looking forward to a day at the adult bookstore. As I pulled into the lot I could see there were a fair number of cars there which is good. I pulled into a space towards the back where my car wouldn't be visible from the street just in case. I wandered through the parking, there were a couple of guys hanging around chatting at the underground 'game room' next door, they've got '8-liners' there which are a kind of illegal slot machine that are common since the laws about gambling aren't very enforced around here anymore. I stopped at the counter to pay admission to the booths and the busty blonde lady was working and she smiled knowingly at me. We chatted for a little bit about nothing, both knowing why I am here. After a bit another customer came in so I left her to take care of him while I meandered back to the arcade area. It is dark in there and as usual there were several men loitering in the hallways. I made my way back to where the glory hole booths are and took up a spot along the walls between booths bumping into a few men in the dark and apologizing for not seeing them. As my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness I caught the glance of a very thin older Hispanic guy of medium height. He motioned me to one of the booths and I went inside with him following. It was one of the glory hole booths and he pointed down at the glory hole so I got on my knees and moved to check it. As I did a very large black dick appeared through the hole so I took it in my mouth. It really filled the hole so I had to work to get it into my mouth even through I am an experienced sucker. As I was working down on it I felt the guy behind me start to pull down my sweat pants. Underneath I was wearing jock underwear to allow easy access to my already cleaned and lubed hole. I felt his finger slide into me then pull out then another finger drawing out a moan from me around the big dick in my mouth and then he worked my prostate a little before the fingers both withdrew and I felt the head of his dick start to press against my hole. He pushed forward, my hole opening up to let the head of his dick enter causing me to moan out a little louder. His cock was very thick so it was stretching me open and hurt just a little. Then he slid all the way inside and the pain all turned to pleasure as he sunk deep inside until I could feel his pubes on my ass and his balls against my taint. He then started to pound me with a steady rhythm while speaking in my ear in Spanish. Mi Espanol es no bueno, but I could make out a few words I understood here and there. Juevos, mi gusto, deliciouso. Yeah, he was getting into it and so was I. It made me suck all the more hard on the dick in my mouth, working it with my best technique. It wasn't long before I felt it start to pulse and the load blasted directly down my throat without me even really tasting it until the cock was withdrawn and the remnants painted my tongue as it slid over. It wasn't long before another dick filled my mouth. I had been hearing the doors to the booths open and close so I suspected there was a line on either side waiting to be serviced. By then the guy pumping me started to increase his pace really hitting my prostate and setting me off. My little load of cum dribbled out of my tiny cock hands free. The spasming in my ass must have triggered his orgasm because the tenor of his voice raised until I heard some words I wasn't expecting... 'positivo leche'. Uh-oh. I know enough to know what that means. I guess it shouldn't surprise me. I figured it would happen sooner or later. As his spasms ended and the last of his poz load was pumped deep inside me he pulled out and as I expected another dick took his place. That continued for several more rounds in both my holes. Each man telling me verbally that I was getting his charged seed, some in English, some in Spanish. One deep voice in a language I didn't recognize but I suspect maybe some kind of creole. I think that one may have been the large black guy I sucked off first but I can't say for sure. Eventually there were no more takers so I got up, pulled my sweat pants back up and started to make my way back up front with cum dripping down my legs. I'm glad I brought a towel to cover the seats in my car. When I got to the counter the lady winked at me and gave me a sly, knowing smile. She told me it looked like I'd had a lot of fun today. I told her that yes, it had been one of my best visits to date, and certainly one that would leave me with the gift of memories I'd treasure forever. She said "I'm positive you will".

Feelin a hard fuckin man shoot his load inside you is very gratifying. Being the top man who does is also very gratifying.

Chapter 3 – Bottom for the Night In Chapters 1 and 2, I tell about getting together with my friend, Kyle. We partied, played with toys, and got into some fisting. Jim joined us and Kyle was mostly recently fisted. Jim proclaimed me “bottom for the night,” so I’m in the sling now, ready for them. Kyle and Jim were both working over my ass. They were teasing my hole, sticking a few fingers in every now and then, and using them to stretch me open. They would mostly swap off, with one of them playing with my ass while the other watched, but they soon got into a team approach. They each used a hand to really open me up, putting their fingers in and moving around to stretch me out. Kyle decided that it was a good time to give me a booty bump, so he picked out a shard and slid it into my ass. The warming as it melted always made me even more of an ass slut than normal, and I felt the rush hit me pretty quickly. I was writhing around on the sling, tempting their hands to go deeper and wider, but Jim wanted to see me take a toy. So, he asked Kyle to pick out a good one for my ass. Kyle looked through his collection and pulled out a nice thick toy for my ass. This one had a knot about halfway down that really gives a good stretch when it enters. Then, you feel it as it moves through your ass. Kyle applied a generous amount of lube to it and handed it to Jim. “Let’s see you take this, pig,” Jim told me. Kyle and I smiled at each other since we knew that the toy had been used in my ass a lot, so taking it tonight wouldn’t be a problem. Jim easily got it in up to the knot. No matter how open I am, taking the knot is a challenge. He kept rubbing the knot up against my hole, teasing it in a little bit each time. He pulled the toy back, almost removing it from my ass so that he could put more lube on the knot. This time, when the knot was resting on my hole, I slid down in the sling to take most of it inside me. Jim sensed that he could push the rest of it inside me, and he did. No matter how many times I’ve ridden the knot, it is always a unique experience. There is a sense of fullness when it enters, but that feeling persists as the knot traveled my anal canal. Kyle knew poppers would be good for me, so he opened the bottle and shoved it under my nose. A quick hit in one nostril, then a longer one in the other, did the job. Soon, I was feeling the rush of the poppers and the amazing sensations as Jim fucked me with the toy. Just twisting it around releases a flood of feelings inside me, but when he started to really fuck me, moving the toy in and out, I was in heaven. He pulled it back enough so that the knot left my ass completely before shoving it in deep again. Jim looked over at Kyle and said, “I see why you wanted to share this ass tonight.” That was a sexy statement that made me realize I was in for a special evening. Jim had the knot just inside my ass and was twisting it to allow the knot to pass over my prostate. Meanwhile, Kyle’s phone pinged with a new text message. He looked at me and said, “Here’s the next guy,” and got up to open the door. Jim just kept up working my hole. The next guy was Matt. He came in and got undressed, and then he and Kyle decided to get the pipe going again. Jim saw what they were doing and told me, “Hold that knot in your ass,” as he walked over to where the other two were smoking. I held the toy in place and rode it while they blew clouds. Then, Matt took a huge hit and walked over to me and shotgunned it with me. We shared it and some deep kissing until there was nothing left of it. His beard felt great when we were kissing, and I saw that he had a nice hairy body. As Matt walked back, I got a good look at him from behind. Nice taper from his shoulders to his ass and a little triangle of hair right at the base of his spine. That little spot of hair is a huge turn-on for me, as is the hairy ass that Matt displayed as he took another hit. He walked back to me, showing off his hairy chest and hefty cock before sharing the cloud with me. Kyle and Jim walked over to where Matt and I were making out, bringing the pipe and torch with them. Kyle handed me the pipe and helped me catch up with the others, expertly melting the crystals while I took a few hits. Between the earlier smoking, the booty bump, and this, I was one well spun bottom. Now Matt sat down at the base of the sling and lubed up his hands. The dildo with the knot was still inside me, but I had let go of it, and Matt was driving it. When he started to pull it out, he was puzzled when it got a little stuck inside me. He didn’t know about the knot, so I pushed out a bit, and he was able to get it all the way out. “Nice pig,” he said when he saw the dildo. “Looks like you can take a thick one.” With that, he shoved his paw into my ass. He had the biggest hands of the night, but he still slid right into my ass. With the T and the dildo play, my ass was ready for most anything. He didn’t go in deep at first but spent some time feeling his way around inside my ass. It’s exciting to me when a top wants to spend time working out my inner passage since that means that he’s likely going to be a very good top. Matt did not disappoint. Matt poked and probed around inside my ass, letting me feel all sorts of great sensations while he mapped the terrain of my inner chamber. He was tickling my second hole pretty regularly, coaxing it into allowing the entrance of his hand. Since he was quite good at what he was doing, my hole relaxed, and his hand passed through. This is always a high point of any fisting session. Kyle must have seen my reaction when Matt poked through since he told me to do some poppers. Kyle handed them to me and watched as I snorted from the brown bottle. Once the fumes hit my brain, I turned into a total ass pig. Matt was deep inside me, well past my second sphincter, and I was really enjoying his efforts. I flexed my ass muscles on his arm as he was probing my colon, and he wiggled his eyebrows in appreciation. It’s great to find a top who meshes well with you, and Matt and I were a great team. Matt pulled his hand back, still staying in deep, but letting my inner hole get a rest. He was flexing his hand and making some twisting motions that gave me some amazing sensations. He really knew how to work an ass, and I was appreciative of his skill. Then, he pulled his hand almost all the way out and stood up. I could see that his cock was hard and dripping precum. With his hand still inside me, he began the insertion of his cock. As he penetrated my ass with his cock, he was able to wrap his hand around it inside my ass. Between his hefty cock and his hand, Matt was giving me a good stretch. Once he got his cock all the way in, he used back and forth motion of his hand to jack his dick while also giving me a good internal massage. This was one of those times when you’re happy that there’s lots of lube! Matt looked at Kyle and said, “Feed me some poppers.” Kyle grabbed the bottle, opened it up, and shoved it under Matt’s nose. Matt took two deep hits, and then he really started to jack his dick inside me. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. As he shot his load, he slid his hand out so that his cock had no barriers to going as deep as possible to deposit his load. He fucked me for a bit after he unloaded in me, and then he pulled his cock out. Kyle was right there with a lubed hand to shove back in my ass. “Let me clean it off for you,” I told Matt. He walked up and shoved his softening, but still quite substantial, cock in my mouth. The taste of his cum, lube, and my ass was exciting to me as I licked all the fluids off of him. He pumped out some last spurts of cum, giving me a full flavored treat. Meanwhile, Kyle was working in my cum filled ass with his hand. I realized that Jim had been sitting on the couch watching the whole scene. “It’s like a real-life porn show,” he said. His cock was hard and glistening with precum. He was stroking it and playing with his hole. “Get over here and fuck me,” I said. He came over and waited until Kyle removed his hand from my ass, but then he shoved his hard dick all the way inside me.

I think black men that bottom are beautiful and damned sexy. I'm a total bottom and can appreciate them, so it's good to see versatile and top men feeling the same vibe.

Maybe not quite the same, but I was fucked and bred while on a zoom call for work, but my camera and mic were off. It was still hot bending over for an anon guy who was pounding me while folks were blathering on about some work related stuff.

It happened to me once. I was on all fours in a small private room at the bathhouse getting fucked bb by a stranger. He was pouring it to me when an IT guy from my job called me. He talked to me about my replacement laptop for about 10 minutes while this anonymous top relentlessly pounded my cunt. The only thing about it that sucked was not having my hole filled with thick, hot cum while talking to an unsuspecting person.

This is beautifully put, and perfectly captures my feelings about being fucked raw

I started off being a good boy and only taking it safe. But I always liked older men, and I have a very tight ass. A lot of the daddies / granddads who tried to fuck me found it tricky to stay hard in a condom, so I started barebacking... Once I started I couldn't stop. It is so much better having raw dick in your ass, and being filled with their dna

Mine was literally last week! Never had interest in WS, but was having sex with a super hot, hung regular pal and after 40 minutes or so he said "brb, I gotta take a piss" to which I said "go ahead" --and he did! He pissed a huge load inside of me and after finishing continue to fuck me until he unloads his 12 day load! It felt amazing -- the sloshing sound was incredible. I don't know about other WS activity, but I am definitely down for taking it up my man hole!

Chicago—May, 2023 I had decided to do three major events at IML this year—and to not stay at the host hotel. All three events were in the northside gay area of Chicago, so why not stay there, too? It made sense. And it was cheaper than anywhere downtown, as the motel I reserved had free parking. I could always go down to the Congress for the leather market or for late night revels. I was happy with my choice to get out of the madhouse—and choose when to join the other leather folks. It was an easy drive into the city, but not through it. I-94 stopped dead for miles, right where it goes under downtown, adding 30 minutes to my usual drive time. Eventually, I checked in and got online. Well, after they gave me the correct password. I had nothing planned on this travel day. But a young-ish cumdump had set up shop in my motel, before he moved down to the Congress for the rest of the weekend. I checked in when he was in his last 45 minutes of his time there. He gave me his room number and I went downstairs… I knock. It takes a moment, but a mid-30’s man answers the door. He is on the phone. He pauses that conversation and asks if I could come back in five. I go back up to my room and wait. I go back down. He’s still on the phone, but this time he gestures me in. He then goes into the bathroom to carry on his conversation. I sit and start to strip. A young Black man is on one of the two beds, working on his phone. We nod to each other. As I get naked, but for the dirty jock and socks, the bathroom door opens. “Sorry. Work.” I get a better look at the main event. He is mid to late 30’s, short, cubby and Latino. He grins at my bulge and drops his gym shorts to the floor, keeping on a long t-shirt. He comes to me and cups my mound. “Nice…” he murmurs, before he goes to his knees. He unwraps the goods and takes me deep. Effortlessly. He does it repeatedly until he gags himself and comes up gasping for air. “Get up on the bed. I want to eat your ass.” CumDump scrambles up on all fours. His ass is wonderfully hairy. I dig in. The hair around his puffy hole is wet with leaking jizz. I lap this up as he groans. “You like that, don’t you?” he moans, remembering my screenname. I grunt assent. I can’t get enough of the who-knows-how-many loads after his 6 hours of being here. I make myself stand up. “I’m gonna churn those loads,” I tell him as I slide in. The poppers open and he huffs. The man on the other bed stops work and watches. “Film it…” CumDump tells the guy. The Black guy find his camera app and asks me if it’s alright. I nod and tell him even if he gets my face, it’s fine. I begin to pump and the camera man is everywhere, to the side, under me, in front of me, filming the fuck for his friend. After a few minutes of fucking in all that cum, I pull out and move to CumDump’s mouth. “Clean me...” He is on me before I can finish the sentence. He licks up the combined loads that are sticking to my dick. When he’s done, I go back and eat his hole. I have left it frothy. I ask how many loads. He’s not quite sure. Around 20. And I believe him. My mouth is planted over his hole. “Here, Daddy.” He pushes and I get a massive amount of jizz in my mouth. I savor and swallow it all. My tongue cleans him up all over again. I stand up and fuck him a second time. Harder. Camera man moves in closer to zero in on my cock pushing into the wet hole. CumDump is rhythmically squeezing my dick. I am feeling very good—very fast. I finally pull out so he can taste them all once again. This time I lie down so he can really feast on my wet dick. “Lick my balls, too. They’re covered.” He does. He licks me all over—and comes up to kiss me. We share a sloppy kiss. “Breed me, Daddy. Please.” I am not good at quick pump and dumps, but this guy seems to be the exception to the rule. I am so close to refilling his ass. I go back to his ass, pull him up onto all fours and sink to my knees to lick his hole once again. “You want more?” He pushes again. It’s not as much, but still a sizable amount of jizz squirts into my mouth. I groan. I swallow. I lick him clean. I want to seed this boy. I slip into his slick chute. I pump for a few moments. He reaches back with the bottle of poppers in his hand. I take a hit, still doing a slow in and out. The moment the cap is on I begin to drill him in earnest. “Fuck me! Fill me up!” “Want me to replace all that cum I ate?” He moans out his pleasure at the idea. I’m building fast. A few more strokes and I grab his hips, stop thrusting and let my balls empty into him. I can’t move for what seems like a long time. I finally pull out. He starts to turn, so he can clean my cock, but I hold him in place. I sink to my knees so I can clean up the mess I’ve made first—giving my cock time to not be ultra-sensitive. I lap up all my stray jizz that my cock head has pulled out. Only then do I stand back up and let him clean my drooling dick… * I told him about the blog as I dressed and he sent me picture for it. A very hot man knocked on the door as I was re-tying my boots. Why didn’t he get there 10 minutes earlier…??? The original post, with a picture, is here: From My Side of the Sling: IML 2023: The CumDump (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 3, 2023

Per Fox’s own lawyers, no reasonable person…

you lovely BB slut

There is something to be said for fucking a big beautifully bowling ball black ass too. Not that I won't take their cock my white ass too. Verse men who typically get stereotyped as tops make the best sexual partners.

Yes! As a top I do this. I quietly tell the bottom, usually whispering into his ear as I pull him close, how good his tight faggot ass feels and say shit like "I'm gonna make a girl out of you and make you like it." When I'm getting close I tell him I'm about to breed his hot sexy ass and I announce when I'm starting to cum and say things like "you're gonna be shitting cum for a week." Sometimes a bottom is so into our fuck that he will start to cum also. Not often but memorable when it happens. It's like I am fucking him mentally as well as physically. I think I do a lot of this because I started as a bottom and just do what I liked having done to me. I think I am a natural top but when I first got into gay sex it took me a couple of years to figure that out. During that time I had some very hot encounters as a bottom but I always fantasized about what the top must be feeling when he came in my ass. I'm not loud when topping but I am verbal. It's interesting with fuck buddies at times when I have gotten to know them pretty well. One minute I'm telling him what a hot sexy slut he is and dominating him sexually and 5 minutes later we are talking about cars or guns or bitching about our wives or GFs or whatever.

Went to a concert last Monday night, then grabbed a drink with a friend before the bars closed. I dropped my friend off at home and felt a bit horned so I parked by a local cruising spot and didn't wander long before I came across a hot older daddy who wanted to play with my cock, then dropped his pants and asked me to cum inside him. Dad flexed his hole around my throbbing boner real good while I slide in and out of him and took a fat much needed punch of sperm inside his guts. Got home around 3AM and crawled in bed with my husband smelling like beer and street hole.

6) Adam I had no clue my Stepbrother was gay, although I suspected that he might be, when I bonded with Shayne I felt a relief, I knew I would have to eventually come clean to James and Mark, no matter how much that thought turned me on. When Jake, my stepdad, told me he knew about Shayne and me, I thought he would be pissed, when he announced he wanted to take us out for “boys night out”, I thought he would arrange some macho activity that would show us how to be men. I was at first disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to spend my last Saturday night before school started again with Robert, I was excited that I could at least spend it with Shayne and Jake. I texted Robert throughout the day detailing my exploits with Shane and our fun at the gym. At about six thirty I showered and prepared for the evening, Jake letting Shayne and me an idea as to wardrobe would be, casual, so slipped on some jeans and a polo shirt. Shayne wore about the same, we headed down to the car and Jake produced a couple of blindfolds and told us to slip them on. Jake got in the car and tarted it up, pulled out of the driveway and drove for what seemed to be hours, but in reality was only thirty minutes, I figured he had doubled back a few time to disorient us to our destination. I felt Jake Park the car and he helped Shayne and me exit the vehicle. He took each of us by the arms and led us to a doorway, opened it and ushered us inside, then up the few stairs, then placed us still blindfolded off to the side, he presented our ID’s and Shayne’s membership card then purchased a six month one for me. The attendant buzzed us in and Jake opened his bag, to be inspected, and grabbed our towels and keys and escorted us to our lockers where he had us remove the blindfolds. I stood before a locker and Jake handed me a towel and the corresponding key and ordered us to strip, then wrap the towel around our waist then meet him at his room, 234. I was instantly hard, my cock tenting out the towel as I wrapped it around me, we headed down to the room, Shayne evidently knowing where it was and Jake greeted us at the door in a towel and a hot yellow chest harness. Jake guided us towards the back of the facilities and into a clean out room. It looked like any bathroom I’ve ever been in with a strange nozzle contraption on the wall next to the commode, Jake connected a tubing to the nozzle and instructed me to straddle the toilet facing the wall, then squat over the toilet, he placed the tubing next to my hole and leaned on the lever, a gush of water shot past my sphincter and into my rectum he counted to five then told me to clench and hold it in. he had me sit down and after about thirty seconds he instructed me to push out. A gush of water and fecal material exited my bowel then he repeated the process three more time until nothing else came out but clear water. He then had Shayne do the same, then he had me do one final time then Shayne. Being satisfied his boys were clean enough to eat off of, he led us back to the room. Upon recollection I had not remembered Jake closing the door but there it stood closed and locked, Jake inserted the key and opened the door, gesturing us in, I entered and as my eyes adjusted to the dim light given off by the red bulbs, I saw Robert laid back in a sling, his pink pucker winking and inviting me forward, I accepted the invitation and rushed forward the several feet between us, I leaned in and passionately kissed my Boyfriend my cock sliding into his crack, the head bumping into a perfectly prepped pucker. As we kissed intently my cock head pushed into and entered Robert, his outer ring pulsing around my shaft, I pushed further in and my balls were soon bouncing off his tailbone. I pumped into him as we kissed, I stood back up and Jake had moved behind me, several twinks, frat boys and daddies had entered into the fray and soon a couple guys were offering us their dripping dick for our sucking pleasure. I opened my eyes as one slid his cock my directions bumping my lips with the head, it already had a drop of precum glistening on the tip, I snaked out my tongue and took it into my mouth, it was bitter and tasted slightly off but soon he had almost the whole length in my mouth and partly down my throat. As I began sucking on the guy, I noticed he had a similar scorpion tattoo as Shayne but on his right hip, he started fucking my face as I fucked into Robert, Jake had entered my hole and was stroking my prostate with his engorged tool. I was fucking and getting fucked, while I was sucking on this mid-twenty stud. I stood up and saw that Robert had been sucking on a twink I recognized from school, Alex my quarterback on my football team was feeding my boyfriend his manhood. The stud with whom I had been face fucked moved behind Alex and slid his cock into my friend, I continued pumping into Robert as Jake pumped into me. Shayne and James were on the bed getting fucked by a couple daddy bears and were blowing some twinks who were getting fucked by some college jocks, it was a sight to behold as I lost my first load deep in Robert’s gut. Squeezing my hole around Jakes cock sent him into orgasmic bliss as he unloaded in me, but kept on pounding my hole as I churned my spooge around in Robby. I noticed the tattooed guy begin to grunt as his orgasm began pumping Alex with seed, a new guy falling in behind to slid up into Alex as he continued to feed Robby his cock, Mark moved in and slapped him on the opposite side of his face. We continued fucking sucking, rimming and basically trading partners for about an hour before I pulled out of Robby, Jake had been replaced by the tattoo guy who had whispered his name was Al in my ear, before breeding my hole and another daddy type before I pulled Robby up out of the sling only to be replaced by James who was promptly impaled by a twink the sort of look familiar from school I think but I wasn’t certain. Robby and I grabbed Alex and Mark and I whispered to Jake we were going to wander and see what kind of trouble we could get into. Jake nodded as he bred some Muscle jock then said the fun here was about to die down and he would look for us around the club. Cum streamed down Alex, Mark Robby and my legs as we strolled out into the hallway and down the various corridors, we found ourselves in the maze and soon at it’s center. I saw the multiple slings, fuck benches and mattresses, then saw the tiled wet area. This was certainly designed for one thing, dirty play, Robby and I had discussed it during our various sex chats and here it was. The back wall had several hand held shower nozzles and a couple urinals with rubber hoses dangling below them, and a claw foot tub in the center of the area, along with several fiberglass benches at various levels. I walked Robby over to one of the benches and took a seat next to him, we began making out when a couple muscle studs came over and offered up their cocks, we accepted the phalluses and soon were deep throating the pair, the action attracting a crowd, suddenly the one I was sucking pulled out to the head of his cock and a warm fluid began spreading across my tongue, Robby pulled off the one he was sucking and was sprayed with a golden shower from the jock, I gulped down a mouthful and let the other stud begin to wet down my body with his stream of urine. More guys soon came to join in the pissing party and we were drenched in urine and soon cum as many began jerking off on us, Mark and Alex joined in and soon the four of us were taking turns getting rained and spooge on, I drifted over to the tub and soon was bathing in urine as a dozen guys relieved themselves all over my twink body. One guy offered his hand and led me to one of the fuck benches and I was soon filled with his hard pole deep in my ass, Robby had been led to another of the fuck benches which faced me and I watched as a line of men and twinks stepped up to fill his boypussy with spunk, mine being filled almost as often. Mark stepped up to me and slid in his anaconda and slowly fucked my ass, after which he pulled me up and led me over to Robby and Alex, we exited the chamber and wandered beck towards the lobby area which had vending machines and televisions to watch local events. We lounged for awhile and Mark bought us some energy drinks, as we sipped them a cute eighteen year old approached us and greeted Mark and Robby, “hey there are we having a good time” wink, the blonde twink introduced himself as Nico and explained that he worked the front counter and did maintenance around the club to me, Mark and Robby already knew him as did I, since I recognized him as a guy on the cheer squad at my school, I had always thought he might be gay but I wasn’t sure, as he could probably beat any of the linebackers on my team in a fight if it came down to it, his lithe and slender body was rippled in muscle. He had a huge cock to go with his cockiness and he sauntered over and tweaked my nipple, as I ran a hand up under his towel and fingered his hole, it was wet and slightly gaped, as I pulled my hand back and licked my finger I tasted the cum and smiled “want to make it back to your dads room” he quipped at me and I acknowledged his intent We walked casually back to Dads room, passing by several rooms of hot guys lounging, offering and playing with themselves. I stopped at one where the twink was fingering his hole, I stepped in and slid my cock into his opening, Nico, Alex, Robby and Mark watching on, his hole was warm and slightly sloppy, I motioned for Nico to slide in under him as I lowered the boys hole on Nico’s cock I slid mine in alongside and we fucked the twink together Mark coming up behind me to fuck me again in my sloppy hole. Being fucked while double penetrating the twink sent me over the edge and I soon was depositing my sperm in his hole. I pulled out and the cream leaked out onto Nico’s cock and balls which the twink then turned around and licked up. The twink was in my homeroom at school and I recognized him. This was going to be a interesting term. The four of us proceeded to my dad’s room where he was being service by his sons while a couple of Jocks service a couple of twinks. Nico climbed in the sling and Robby mounted him while offered up my cock to suck on. Mark Joined Shayne and James on the bed and took on a jock or two, soon we were all getting our orgasms and shooting cum in holes and across faces and bodies. The jocks and twinks left the room leaving Jake, James, Mark, Nico, Alex, Robert and myself. I got off the bed and closed the door and settled back with my Family and friends cooling down from the huge amount of sex we had all had. Jake checked his phone for the time and advised the guys that it was coming close to the end of their time here. I told him I wanted to hit the steam room before they went and my stepbrothers and friends got up and proceeded to the steam room, where we fucked and sucked our way through a dozen or so guys before becoming too over heated and hit the showers to clean off the sex and sweat, we had accumulated. We got back to dads’ room and found him with two of James’s friends having a good time. Mark offered to take me home and James and Shayne offered Alex and Nico a ride. We all checked out after returning to our lockers to dress. We got in Marks car, Robert and I, and he drove us home, James and Groupies following. It was around two thirty when James pulled into the driveway, and we all got out and headed inside. We stopped in the kitchen just long enough to load our arms with snacks and beverages and headed upstairs, Mark, Robert and I to my room and Nico, James, Alex, and Shayne to his. We once again stripped naked and crawled onto the bed, cuddling, and playing a little before falling into a deep sleep. I awoke the next morning with Robby’s hard cock pressed into my ass with Marks hardon staring me in the face and mine in Mark’s, Morning boys I quipped, and Robby’s cock slid into my well used hole, and I took Marks hard cock into mine as he did the same to me. We played for awhile then the bathroom door opened, and Nico and Alex joined us. Nico fucking Robby and I ended fucking Alex. We all blasted our morning loads losing our wood and we took turns showering and once again washing off the sex of the night before and morning. James and Shayne joined us in the shower, and I once again had Shayne’s cock buried in my hole ejaculating another load, James fucked Robby and Alex plowed Mark. When we were finished, we checked out Jakes room to find him with the to Jocks he had the night before, James informed us they were guys from his wrestling team. Jake got up and took them into the master bath and they also prepared for the day. Jake cooked us a hardy breakfast or should I say brunch and as we all sat and chattered, we consumed the delectable food. After Brunch everyone went their separate ways, I hugged Robby goodbye and kissed him passionately and Mark kissed and hugged his brothers and Robby, I hugged Alex and Nico as they Piled in James car and told them I’d see them on Monday at school. As everyone pulled out of the driveway Shayne and Jake hugged me and led me back inside. The evening went without incident and we all hit the hay at a reasonable hour, I had school in the morning and Shayne would be meeting up with his new coach and checking into a dorm room. The following morning I awoke early and threw my school clothes in my duffle bag, pulled on a jock and running shorts then sweatpants, a tank top and sweatshirt, grabbed a protein shake and headed to school. It was routine for me to get there two hours early for a workout and then shower and change in the locker room. This was the first day of my final semester before graduation and I was going to make the best of it. I did some cardio and some chest work, avoiding my lower body as it was still sore from the workout I had given it over the weekend. I was about two thirds through my workout when I heard a catcall, looking up there was Alex and Nico admiring my sweaty body. They asked to join in and even offered to spot me, which I gratefully accepted. We worked out for another thirty minutes of so when we all realized what time is was becoming we headed to the showers and washed up, today I had help soaping my body parts and ended up with a raging boner, “no time for that” Alex commented then “see you in fourth period AP History” as he finished dressing and headed out. Nico was a little more understanding, but still didn’t help me with my wood. I pulled on my boxers and slid into my tight jeans and polo grabbed my books and headed out with Nico, seemed we had First period together. First period was agony with Nico sitting just in front of me, I could still smell his musk and the memory of pounding his ass before he pounded mine was still very fresh. Luckily the teacher was a older woman which had no appeal to me and English was one of my favorite studies. School went on for several weeks, same routine Nico and Alex getting me all worked up in the weight room and showers and having to sit through lectures and assignments. On weekends we were getting together with Robby and Mark and fooling around with Shayne when mom wasn’t home. February was cold and my studies kept me busy, the occasional jerk off session or fuck buddy session made it interesting, but for the most part it was the same routine, I was coming down with the sniffles by the end of the month, I treated them with cold and flu remedies but shortly after the presidents day weekend I had to take a da off of school, Nico and Alex brough me my homework, and I kept up with my studies. The following weekend Shayne came into my room with a oral test kit and had me swab my gums, he placed the swab in some solution and then distracted me for twenty minutes by tickling me and kissing me. He reached over when his alarm went off looked at the test “welcome to the brotherhood Bro” he said smiling. I had read enough stories on Breeding zone to realize what he meant and just stared at him in disbelief. I hugged him and he pulled down my shorts and began giving me a blowjob. I had a date with Robby that night and the one thing I wanted to do was fuck him with my dirty seed, we hadn’t discussed it lately but I knew he wanted the same test result “got any more of those test kits I asked Shayne, he shook his head and offered a second kit. I got ready for my date with Robby, I was to meet him at his house then we were going out to dinner and a movie. I drove over and parked, he met me at the door and I rushed him inside to his room, I broke out the kit, swabbed his gums per instructions the we fooled around for the twenty minutes it called for, just enough time to get him hard and spurting, I reached over and looked at the results “welcome to the Brotherhood love” we hugged and kissed he pulled up his pants and we went to dinner to celebrate our newfound status. While at dinner I asked if he had tested before our big post new Years get together and he indicated that he had and was negative going into the orgy. I was curious since I knew had been going to twink night every now and then, since we had discussed it. We ate then Robby asked “want to skip the movie? It’s twink night after all” After dinner we headed over to the Baths and checked in, both of us having membership cards, Nico took our ID’s and membership cards and slid two boxes across the counter for our wallets and valuables. He buzzed the door and as we entered, he grabbed two towels, and handed us our locker keys. “I’m off in Half an hour if you want to wait in the steam room for me” he whispers at us. We proceeded to our lockers, stripped down to our matching jock straps, and hung the towels around our shoulders, highlighting our gym bodies and our huge bulges. We walked around and eventually made it to the steam room, sitting on opposite sides of an alcove we teased the boys who would saunter by, a cute twenty something caught my eye, he looked lost like it was his first time, I stroked his chest, felt up his bulge, it immediately began filling out and I fingered his ass, it was tight but sweaty I fingered him more and then turned him around, buried my face in his hot ass and began rimming him, his hole loosened up quickly then I pulled my cock out of my jock and guide his hole to the tip, he sat back and the tip slid in with just my saliva and his sweat coating the passage, he grunted and his hole slid down even future down my pole he bounced a little and suddenly my pubes were scratching his crack and he was moaning very loudly. He tilted his head back and I kissed his neck then his lips. He hadn’t expected that, and his hole clenched around my shaft, it was too much and I pumped my seed into his hole. “Enjoy my dirty load stud” he pulled off me and I spun him around and kissed him deeply “catch you around, I hope” I smiled at him, and he was gone. In the time it took to breed the guy Robbie had a daddy in his lap doing the give it to me dance and he was soon blowing a load into the bear. We enjoyed our time celebrating our new status and I had come across my hot steam room fuck again in the pit, and then the sling as he was taking all cummers. We left sated and I dropped Robby off at his house before returning home myself. My routine continued till mid-March when Alex called me up saying he had the flu and needed me to pick up his homework for him. I agreed and showed up on a Wednesday after school, with what he had missed the previous days, he had answered the door in just his boxers and he looked like death warmed over. He was running a fever and was achy all over, he looked dehydrated and I took him back up to his room, putting him in bed he shivered and asked if I could help him out, pulling down the front of his boxers he was rock hard, I stroked his dick and then it hit me “you have the Flu “ I said to him “I know, but I just so horny” “No, I mean you have the fuck flu, I might just be your Poz brother” he looked at me then peeled down his boxers “Fuck me bro, give me your toxic seed” I climbed up on his bed and opened my fly, pushing my jock strap down I placed my hardening cock head at his entrance then pushed in with just his ass sweat to lubricate him, he grimmest and yelled out in pain as my shaft sunk into his hole in one swift move. He was tight but I knew he could take me, he already had several times since we first fucked that Saturday after New year’s. I pounded into him and soon his hole loosened up and my precum was lubricating his guts he began to moan in pleasure as I pumped a large load of toxic spunk into him and his sick bed. I brought him his homework again on Friday and loaded him up with more spunk, by Monday he was feeling better and had returned to school. In April Nico pulled me aside and asked if I knew my status, I wasn’t going to lye to what had become a good friend and he hugged me, “I thought it was just me, I tested mid-February and it was positive, I felt so slutty, and I’ve wanted to talk to you so many times but I thought you’d think less of me” I looked around and hugged him, then with a devilish gleam in my eye asked “ you ready for more Poz loads.

PART 2 The door quickly opened to the man I had seen in the picture Mike sent me. He was in his early 40s, built, muscled, about 5’7”, but with that hot look of a former college jock who’d drunk a few too many beers. He was shirtless and answered the door in just a pair of skimpy old style 70s coach gym shorts. He exuded confidence and sex appeal. “You must be Adam. Mike’s told me a lot about you. Come in. I’m Justin.” He ushered me into the large spacious room and put the do not disturb thing on the doorknob. The curtains were open, but there was no way anyone could see us, we were 25 stories up, facing the lake. I made a mental note to remember to ask him to fuck me on the balcony outside. We chit chatted for a bit but quickly got down to brass tacks. Mike had apparently negotiated my fee with him in advance. I was a little surprised and thought “so now he was my pimp, too?” But that thought just make my hole pucker. Justin handed me an envelope with 5 $100 bills in it, which I tucked in my backpack. He said “Are you nervous, Adam?” I nodded and laughed a bit. “Yeah, a little.” “Don’t be. I’ve known Mike forever. In fact, he’s going to stop by later.” I was sitting on the sofa, and he handed me a plastic cup that was sitting on the coffee table and said “here, drink this. It’ll help you relax and have a good time.” I took the cup which was fizzy and brown so I just assumed it was a Coke. I took a few sips. It tasted a little weird, but I was so nervous that I drank it all quickly. He laughed and said “there’s more where that came from later.” I didn’t know what G was at the time, since the only thing I’d ever done was smoke weed. Justin smiled and said “When Mike showed me your picture, you reminded me of someone that he and I both know. A guy your age. I want to play out a daddy/boy scene where I fuck that guy. Mike said you’d done that with him before, right?” I nodded. “So I’m going to call you Jake, ok? I’m also going to call you a lot of other names. Does that turn you on?” He reached over and touched the back of my neck with his strong hand and massaged it a little bit. All I could do was moan and say “yes, Daddy.” He laughed and said “Good. If anything does’t feel right, just tell me and we’ll readjust. But I think what I have in mind for tonight is going to turn you on very very much.” He sat down next to me on the sofa and leaned over so we started making out. His short trimmed beard and sexy green eyes were making my cock rock hard and I couldn’t stop exploring his furry chest with my hands. I rubbed his nipples and he moaned and said “you can do that whenever you want, son.” I grinned (I loved it when Mike called me “son”) and rubbed his nipples harder with one hand while I reached down to feel his cock inside his shorts. It was incredibly thick and I could feel his foreskin moving over the head of his dick even though it was still inside his shorts. I was starting to swirl from the G and he could tell that I was feeling it, so he just picked me up and moved me to the bed. He laid me on my back and slid his shorts down so that his mostly hard, massive cock was dangling down. He rolled me on my shoulders and pulled my shorts off quickly, while I shucked my tank top. I was completely naked on the bed except for my sexy jockstrap which he made a point of complimenting. Justin grinned at me and said “FUCK Jake, you look so damn sexy,” then he shoved his face into my hole, rubbing his beard and tongue all over my ass. I moaned and reached down to grab his face and pull it as far into my ass as I could. The only thing I loved more than getting my cunt eaten was taking big fat daddy cocks in it and I knew that Justin was only moments away from sinking his cock into my greedy cumdump. He kept his tongue and beard in contact with my hole and I just held onto the back of his head for dear life, while he shoved his tongue as far up my asshole as it would go. I couldn’t do anything but moan like a little pig while my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was one happy little faggot. Justin came up for air “You like that, son? Fuck, Jake you look so hot. Daddy’s gonna love breeding your pretty little cumdump. I got a bunch of loads for you. You want my cock, baby boy?” I just moaned some more and said “fuck Daddy! Yes! Your boy needs your cock. Please give it to me.” He chuckled a little and said “hang on baby boy, I have another surprise for you,” then I felt his index finger slide into my spit lubed hole. After a minute or so with him pushing his fingers in and out of my hole, loosening me up for the onslaught to come, something started to burn a little bit. “What’s that?” He just laughed and said “You’ll find out in a few minutes, boy. You ready for Daddy’s cock Jake?” It was still a little weird that he was calling me by another guy’s name, but ultimately I didn’t care because I was incredibly turned on and knew I was gonna get bred by a hot Daddy while making a bunch of money in the process. If calling me Jake turned him on, that was fine with me. Just fuck me harder. I could feel more burning in my ass and Looked up at Justin grinning ear to ear saying “you feel that son? How does your pussy feel, Jakey boy ?” I had to catch my breath I could feel my heart pounding and my asshole was on fire in a way I’d never felt before. “Oh Daddy, it feels amazing. Please put your cock inside me. Please.” I looked up at him with my best puppy, hang dog look, begging for his cock with my eyes. I was still rolled onto my back with my ass high in the air when he made me flip over so I was on my knees like a good cumdump. Mike had taught me how to arch my back so that he could get all the way inside my hole. Justin laughed and noted this. “Mike’s taught you how to position your pretty little pussy, hasn’t he, son?” “Yes, Daddy. Now put your cock in me, please? I reached back and pulled my big hairy cheeks apart so Justin could see my hole winking at him. Justin just laughed again and said “don’t worry Jakey. Daddy’s gonna give you all of his big fat daddy cock just like you always wanted it.” He reached down and ate my ass a little more, shoving his tongue as far as he could inside my hole, then he pulled up and spat a couple of big loogies onto my butthole. “You think you can take my cock with just spit for lube, baby boy?” “No, Daddy, can I have some poppers too?” Justin just laughed and said “that’s my boy, Jakey. You don’t want more lube you just want more drugs. Good little fag whore.” I blushed a little, but I liked him calling me names and I loved the daddy/boy scene he was playing out. He handed me a bottle of poppers and I took 6 or 7 huge hits off them so my head was completely spinning. My hole continued to burn and get hungrier from whatever he had shoved in there, and he spat on his cock and started to tease my cunt with the head. “You sure you want this dick, baby boy? Daddy’s not sure you can take the whole thing. Do you think you can, Jake?” I moaned like a cheap whore and backed up, trying to get the head of his cock inside me. He laughed and moved away, teasing my hole with his cock head. “Fuck daddy! Give it to me. I need it so badly.” Justin just laughed some more and continued to tease my hole, waiting for my body to absorb the drugs. My hole kept getting hungrier and hungrier and finally he slowly slid a little bit of his huge cock into my ass. “Come on now Jake, tell Daddy what you want. Beg for it, baby boy.” “Oh Daddy! Please give me all of your cock. I need it. My hole is so hungry and only you can satisfy me with your cock, Daddy!” Justin moaned loudly and said “I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a long time, Jakey boy. I need to be inside you. Here we go.” He thrust his cock all the way inside my ass until it was incredibly full. I gasped and then tried to relax so I could handle all of his enormous daddy cock. It was so long I felt it pop past something inside me and then just started to feel warmer all over and hungrier in my hole. “Of fuck! Daddy what did you do to me? Your cock feels amazing all the way inside me, but my hole is on FIRE!” Justin reached over and touched my face, kind of petting me like you would an overexcited dog. “Don’t worry baby boy, you’re safe with me, I just gave you something called T, to make you have more fun. I put it in the piss slit of my cock so it’s melting all the way inside your pretty little furry pussy.” FUUUUCK. He was giving me drugs from his cock into my ass, and there was nothing I could do about it. Which was JUST fine. My body heated up and my hole opened wide to take his dick. I felt like my brain was completely scrambled but my ass was on fire and I needed him to fuck me. HARD. Justin could feel this too and he quickly started to thrust in and out of my ass, fucking me hard and using my pussy like it was meant to be used. His cock was the biggest one to ever fuck me and I was begging for his cock to fuck me harder. “Please Daddy, I need your cock. Rape me harder! I need your cock using my pussy! It feels so fucking good. Please Daddy. Just keep doing what you’re doing.” Then I felt another wave of the drugs in my asshole and couldn’t really talk anymore I was so spun. Justin grinned at me with an evil glint in my eye and said “I’ve been waiting to do this for so long, Jakey! I’ve wanted to fuck you forever and now my cock is all the way inside you just like it was supposed to be. Take my fucking cock you dirty little faggot!” Justin went into overdrive and grabbed onto my hips so he could pound my cunt really hard. I grabbed onto a pillow and just moaned into it, feeling my head explode over and over with pleasure that his cock was giving my hole. After a few minutes of sustained, heavy pounding he cried out “FUCKKKKK! Jakey! I’m gonna breed you! Do you want my load son! Tell me you want my load!” He was begging me to beg him and I finally found the ability to speak again. “DADDY! Please give me your load! Please cum all the way up my pussy as far as you can shoot it! I want to feel your cock cumming in my hole!” Justin kept on fucking me and finally after another minute of full on pounding he stopped and his legs stiffened and he fell forward on my back with his furry chest. He was breathing heavily and I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside of me, launching volley after volley of cum into my cunt. I reverted back to moaning and gibberish and just saying “thank you daddy! Thank you for breeding me!” Justin just keep repeating “Oh Jakey!” Over and over again. Justin’s breathing came back to normal and we rolled onto our sides and began passionately making out, after a minute or two his cock began to get soft and slide out of my hole. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a buttplug and immediately shoved it all the way up my ass before I had time to react. It was BIG. I sighed because I was suddenly full again, but my hole was still on fire. “Don’t worry,” Justin said. There’s way more where that came from.

PART 4: The night and beyond The rest of the evening was a lot of deep conversations about life, his life and experiences, and then my life and experiences. Going into our backgrounds we found we had a lot in common and more so when we started in to the topic of sex. I was amazed to learn Robert was once married and into women, shock to me, but then realized he was bi and started taking cock. After that it was a quick turn to being gay and enjoying the sex only men can give. Then we talked about his pozzing, that time it happened, and his outlook since then. Yes of course, when did he know he wanted to be a top, which he was fucking amazing at. Robert had hooked up with a poz man twice, one he wasn't sure of his status, but so enjoyed giving his ass to him, another black man. It was then that he tested poz and hasn't looked back since. He got the tattoo and embraced his new status. While remaining healthy, and open with any potential lover, he has come to learn and live with it. Yes, there have been men that have shunned him or turned away instantly once they knew, or saw the tattoo, but he is ok and much more selective about who and how he meets. Robert and I were now lounging on the sofa listening to music. He had gotten us both short silk robes, that he uses with customers, and began to share my story. I shared with Robert my path of being bi, loving sex with women, but knowing I wanted men all along. My thoughts on raw sex, being neg, and the possibility of a poz lover that might eventually convert me. This conversation obviously excited me as my cock begin to stir under my robe, but didn't want my excitement to ruin our intimate conversation. Sharing my desires with Robert was hard at first, but after his complete acceptance of my thoughts I just started to ramble. When I started to share my desire to have multiple men in one night Robert continued to listen intently, hand on mine, but I could tell his cock was starting to react to what I was sharing. I shared about having that special man there to keep me safe and guide other men to me, in me, and then share that experience with my special man when it was over. I looked down at Robert's cock that was free from the robe. "Robert! How can I share things with you if you are going to get excited all the time?" I said laughingly. "Sorry baby, that just really turned me on." Robert said. "I have always wanted to own my man's pussy and by giving his ass to others it is a complete fantasy of mine and his." I reached down and lightly stroked my lover's big cock. "I want my ass owned Robert". "Oh Tim, I want that too. I would love for you to meet a great friend of mine, if that would be ok?". I grabbed Robert's thick cock and stroked it one good long stroke, let go and sat back with my wine. "You do, huh?" I said laughing. "Tell me about your friend and what you are thinking." It took Robert a moment to recover from my stroke. Then he started explaining his thoughts. "Tim, just letting you know I will be hard the entire time telling you about my friend, John. I think we both will. ha", David said looking down at my cock. "John is a buddy of mine I have most of the time I have been poz. We met in a chat room for poz men and just kept in touch. We meet for dinner or drinks most of the time, nothing crazy or anything like that. We are both total top men so sex is not something we entertain at all, but we do talk about sex all the time as we share the same taste in bottoms and like the same things." I waited for a lull in the conversation and asked, "is John poz too?" "Yes, he is, longer than me. He is very healthy and fit, but still poz and lives his life like I do, we don't let it contain us when things are right. Like with you and I." I did pick up on that comment for sure! "Would you like to see his profile pictures?" "what profile"? "On barebackrt." "Yes I would, if that is ok with you, I am interested to put a face to a name." "Great" Robert stood, cock having softened a little, put a hand out to lift me up off the couch. We both carried our wine glasses back to Robert's office. Robert sat down in the chair, with me standing. Robert stood up right away, patted my bare ass under the robe and went to get me a chair. "I don't want you to have to stand baby". I sat down next to Robert who was already going barebacrt.com and finding his 'buddy' John. John's profile came right up and immediately I saw one of his pictures, nothing sex wise, just John standing naked on a beach. He was fucking sexy as can be. John didn't have any tattoos, but immediately I was drawn to his older frame and gorgeous cock. I then saw a few more of his 'public' pictures before I started reading his profile. John said his cock was 'large', he was poz, and preferred, no preference in his bottom men. He had a brief description of what he liked, the kind of man he was attracted to, total bottoms, and about making a 'connection'. Loved it. Robert's hand had fallen to my bare leg, as my robe had come open to reveal my hardening cock. "do you like so far Tim?" "Of course, he has a great profile, and he is an even better person and friend. let me message him to unlock his private pictures". I noticed there were several that were locked and got excited about seeing those. As soon as Robert was done typing he leaned back to take a drink of his wine. He was obviously aroused. I asked, "have you and John ever shared a bottom?" "We have not", Robert said then added, "we have discussed it in length as we both like total bottom men that are open, but we would only consider it if one of us were in a very 'special' type of relationship. "Special?" I asked. "well that we are in a relationship with someone where it is safe and secure, no jealous tendencies because we know how special it is for the other couple. I thought about that for a moment and it made me smile. I asked if he thought John was around, and Robert said he should be. Right about then I noticed Robert had email in the system. Robert opened his email from John, 'Unlocked', and read that John hoped Robert was sharing these with someone 'special'. haha I guess that is me. Robert then clicked on the link back to John's profile and there more pictures revealed. One with John on a bed, cock hard and smiling at the camera. The next two were apparently of John fucking a bottom bareback. John wore a big cock ring and his cock seems so thick. I reached over and grabbed Robert's thick lock cock and said, "not as big as you baby, but he does have a nice cock". Robert laughed, "yes he sure does. Maybe some day I can introduce you two, would you like that Tim?". "I would love that Robert, even more if you would love that, like I said before, my ass is yours to share." Robert asked me, "can I send him a pic of your used hole?" I put my wine down and immediately put my legs up on the desk and chair, exposing my still puffy hole, "please baby". Robert stood up, disrobed, exposing his hardening shaft, and said "hold that pose". He quickly left the room, big cock swaying and returned in a moment with his phone. Robert leaned down and licked my hole a couple of times, which felt so good...then took a few pictures. Robert stood up, completely hard, and said, "let me take a few with my cock just in you, showing you opened up." I just bit my life and moaned! Robert drooled onto my open hole and then spit on his big cock. He rubbed his spit around for a few seconds, and with phone in one hand, used his other hand to push his cock head into me. I spread my hole open for him and adjusted to his size again. Robert took two quick pictures and then pulled out, leaving my hole exposed, and took two more. "Perfect baby. I am going to send these to John if you don't mind." I sat there, ass exposed, just having given my new friend permission to send my ass shot to his buddy, and I was thrilled! "please do baby". I sat back up in my chair as Robert text his buddy the new pictures we just took. While Robert was doing that, I looked closer at the pictures of John fucking. His balls were huge and completely spreading this bottom open. What a hot picture! The last picture of John was of him shooting his huge cum load on his bottom's ass and back. Robert turned back to me looking at the picture. I asked, "why didn't he cum in him, do you know?" Robert smiled, "I asked the same thing one time. John said he would have but like me, John will only cum in his neg bottom if the bottom asks for it." "nice" is all I could say. And did I mention a huge cum load? haha I was just staring at it. "Yes Tim, John does cum a lot". Just then Robert's phone chimed with a new text. "Is that John" I asked. Robert said "yes and he said 'yes'". "yes to what baby?" Robert smiled, "I asked John if I could take pictures of his cock in you". Robert sent a text again, laid is phone down and said "he is on his way".

Just as I started to catch my breath, he leaned in and kissed me gently at first but then more aggressively—forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. At the same time he pulled my hands up over my head and pinned them down. With every action he was reinforcing his control over me—complete control. I was still pretty fuzzy from the overdose of g he had given me, so it was a lot for me to take in and process. But as he kissed me and held me down—his body heavy on top of me—I felt myself let go and give in to him. I started to kiss him back just as deeply. And I started to grind my hips up toward his cock. “That’s a good boy. You are starting to learn what you are and what you need. And daddy can give you what you need and help you become your true self. Do you understand boy?” I nodded my head slowly as he stroked by face and licked my ear. He pushed himself off of me and looked down “You are one hot fucking piece of ass, boy.” With no warning he grabbed my torso and lifted it up off the bed and over his shoulder—just as he had done with my boyfriend earlier—and started to carry me across the penthouse playroom. As he walked, he slapped my ass a few times, telling me how hot it was to fuck. “You have no idea how great that ass is. I’m not going to ever let you leave, boy. I’m just going to keep you up here fucked up getting fucked all the time. You don’t know it yet, but I’m about to change your life forever.” We finally reached wherever he was going, and he very gently set me down so that I was standing in front of him. Before I could look around he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m going to take such good care of you, boy. You have no idea how much pleasure I’m going to bring to your life. Are you ready?” I looked up into his eyes and nodded. “I want to hear you say you’re ready. Tell daddy you want to be his boy.” “Yes, daddy. I want to be your boy.” He leaned in close and cupped my chin with his hand. “Say it again, boy.” “I want to be your boy, daddy.” He started to shift his weight away from me and shake his head. “I don’t know, boy. You don’t seem like you really want it…” I threw my arms around him and buried my face in his hairy pecs, “Please, daddy, I’ll do whatever you want. Please! I need to be your boy.” I was completely overcome with terror as I thought about never being held or kissed or fucked by him again—this man who had drugged and raped me. I knew that part of it was the lingering effects of the g. But it was more than that. “I think you are ready, boy.” He walked me a few steps backward and leaned me back into a sling that was in a semiprivate alcove at the opposite end of the penthouse from the oversized bed. “This is my own little private play area—my husband can only come here when he’s invited. It’s where I like to break in my new fuck boys.” He gently lifted my legs into the sling and fastened them into cuffs and then pulled me all the way back into the sling and did the same for my right arm. The left arm he left free and pushed a rolling cart with a padded rest underneath. He stepped behind me and grabbed something from a shelf, which I realized was a blindfold as he slipped it over me eyes. “Just relax—daddy’s going to take good care of you. The only way to be my boy is to trust me completely and absolutely. There’s nothing you can do and no way to turn back now, little boy, so you need to make the choice to give yourself to me unconditionally.” I nodded as the words “Yes daddy, anything you want.” tumbled out of my mouth. “Good boy.” I could hear him doing something behind me, but my brain couldn’t make sense of what it was he could be doing. I heard and felt a chair being pulled up beside me on the side where my arm was not restrained. “Hold your arm completely still.” I felt him wipe my arm with something cold and wet—and it only then dawned on my that he was about to use a needle to inject me with something. I must have tensed up a bit because he whispered to me, “Don’t you worry boy. Daddy was a fireman for over thirty years—so he’s had extensive medical training. Just relax and learn to love being my chem boy.” As he said the last few words, let out a deep breath and tried to let go of my anxiety. I felt the smallest prick and a few seconds later I started to cough intensely and suddenly I was alive like I’ve never been before. Every nerve in my body was tingling. I started to pant and moan. And that’s when daddy slipped his hard cock back inside of me. The second he buried his thick cock all the way to the hilt I shot a load. “Fuck, yeah, boy. You like getting slammed and having daddy’s cock all the way inside you??” “YES! Please! Don’t ever stop fucking me. Please!”

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

Met this guy while roller-blading in the park a while ago. He was cute, about 22 years old, newly gay, only been fucked once. We just started hanging out as friends and doing stuff. I wasn't looking for a relationship, and he was. He had those eyes for me that followed me everywhere I went, and watched my body move any chance he got. He was a really sweet kid, and we had a lot of fun, but nothing ever happened. We'd been hanging out for about 6 months, and he knew I was poz, and we'd discussed sex a lot. He knew I was into barebacking strictly, and all about my past. He wanted me anyway. He wanted me to be his boyfriend, but as I said, I wasn't looking for any sort of commitment, and I knew if I had sex with him, he'd only get more emotionally involved. I'd been experimenting with bondage, mostly being tied up for a few months, and had chatted with this guy online for a while about getting together. After taking all the safety measures of getting to know him, and trust him, we finally agreed to meet. We'd been talking for about 3 months online so far. He had someone he said who wanted to watch the scene we would do, but not be involved in it. He said the guy was young, cute, and curious to try it himself, and wanted to see how things went. I have never minded doing stuff in public or being watched, so I agreed. I got to the guy's house that Saturday night, and he immediately stripped and blindfolded me He then led me naked down to his basement, where he had a dungeon setup. I was already hard, and dripping as I was going down the stairs. He tied me to a St. Andrews cross, fully spread eagle, naked, tied at the wrists, ankles, and waist by soft nylon ropes. He did his things to me then, since this isn't really a bondage group, I won't get into all the details, but suffice it to say, my cock was tied, teased, and my body was in exquisite pain/pleasure for about 2 hours. I was begging to be allowed to cum at this point, and he knew it. He told me the guy had been watching the whole scene, and it made my already hard dick throb even more (there was a huge wet puddle of my pre-cum under me), and ooze out another thick glob of juice, as I felt it slowly drool out of my dick and slide down to the floor. He removed the blindfold then, and it took me about a minute for my eyes to readjust to seeing after 2 1/2 hours of being totally in the dark. There before me stood my bondage top, and a little behind him and against the wall, was "the kid." This was the kid I'd mentioned earlier, my little buddy. He'd been watching me the whole time. I was confused, and surprised, but not angry. The kid told me he had worked out a deal for the top guy, and had him talk to me online, so he could see me having fun finally. I laughed, and didn't really mind. He'd probably be even more focused on me now, but we hadn't had sex, and it was alright. They both kind of looked at each other, and the top said that I didn't realize the full extent of the deal. I was confused. The top stripped the kid naked before me, and began tying him up as well, only he was being tied face down, reverse hogtied, with his body bent over a padded structure, his legs open and spread and tied to the legs. Wow, I thought, I get to watch and get off too. That wasn't what the "deal" was though. All the time the kid was being tied, the top continued to keep me hard and on edge, so I was still bursting at the balls. Finally the kid was tied up, and spread open. The top then moved the kid and his structure directly in front of me, so that the kids ass lined up a few inches in front of my dick. Again, I was confused. The top explained that the deal was that the kid got to get fucked by me, which I would never agree to, and the top got to watch this beautiful, young kid, get fucked bare, and take a poz load in his neg ass. I almost lost my hardon. Now I was mad, and felt betrayed. I thought to myself, the kid doesn't realize what he's doing! He knew I was poz, and knew he shouldn't be doing this. At the same time, I was still hard, and the thought of fucking his beautiful, sweet ass, and blowing a charged load into him, changing him forever, made another huge glob of precum ooze out of my dick. I was then gagged, so I couldn't say anything or complain. I could hardly even move, I was tied so tight. Slowly the top moved the kid backwards towards my aching dick. My dickhead brushed across his tight little hold, and it became wet with more of the precum I was now almost flowing out of my dick. The kid had a lot more mobility than I did in movement, and he slowly started to back himself onto my throbbing dick. I tried to move or resist, but it was useless. The head popped in, without any lube other than my precum, and my head swam in confusion of fear for the kid, and the pleasure finally being supplied to my dick that had been denied through teasing for hours. The kid continued to back himself onto me, until he had about half of my dick in him, and stopped. Obviously it hurt him (remember, I was only the 2nd guy to be inside him). He kinda lost his nerve a bit from the pain I think, and just held still. The top seeing this grabbed for his balls, and pulled, causing the kid to back away from him and fully impale himself onto my entire dick. He kinda squealed in pain, because my dick at the base was pretty dry, and I kinda tore into him as he suddenly backed onto me. My dick was harder than it has ever been, as the top pushed the structure under the kid more towards me, pinning the kid against me and the table, so that he couldn't pull himself off my dick. There we were locked together, me inside him, neither of us able to move. At that moment, I was still so hard, and wanted to fuck, I just couldn't help myself. With what little mobility I had, I slowly started to fuck his ass, it felt so good and warm. I looked down at my dick, and there was a little blood on it, the kid had torn his ass being impaled on me. I knew we wouldn't be released until we were done, and strangely a part of me was incredibly turned on by the fact that I would probably be pozzing this kid. I thrust more, and felt more precum flowing out of my shaft and into him, lubing his ass more, and making it feel more wet. The top started to play with my balls, and nips again, and my thrusting grew more insistent. The kid was being really quiet, I wasn't sure if he was in pain, or scared, or what, but then I realized I didn't care. I wanted to fuck, I needed to cum, and I was turned on by blowing my cum into his little neg ass. I lost restraint, and let go, slowly pumping back and forth into him. Within two minutes, I couldn't hold back, since I had been on the edge for two hours, the top squeezed on my balls, and my dick grew even bigger, as I shuddered and started cumming into him. The thoughts going through my mind were of a savage sexual aggression, I wanted to fuck him, to cum in him and to blow poz cum into his neg ass, I was so turned on, as my dick spasmed and contracted, and I shot what felt like 10-12 thick spurts of cum into his ass. We held still for a while, and then were both untied. We left together, and didn't say a word at all. I drove the kid to my house, and we both went in, still not talking. Wordlessly, I took his hand and took him to the bedroom, and undressed us both. I began kissing him, licking him all over and bent him back onto the bed. I licked his hairless, smooth, tight little body, as he writhed around and moaned. I sucked his nips, licked his balls, and slowly took his dick into my mouth, and sucked slowly. He came almost instantly, and I let it flow from his dick into my mouth, and held it there. When he finished, I climbed up to him, and kissed him, sharing his sperm between our two mouths, kissing and licking his lips. He ate his own cum greedily, as I spread his legs open, and moved between them. Still wordlessly, I mounted his ass, and slid bare inside him. He moaned, and opened his legs more, his eyes filled with lust and passion. I slowly fucked him this time for a while, thinking the whole time, how I needed to breed his ass more, make sure the poz cum took hold of his body, and blew another load into him. He said he could feel as my dick was contracting in his ass, and then a really warm, wet feeling as my cum went into him. I fucked him all the rest of the weekend, continually inseminating his ass over and over. I couldn't get enough of it, and was more than turned on by pozzing a neg guy. It was a feeling that lasted, and I wanted to repeat with him and others more and more. The kid converted a few weeks later after getting sick. After a few difficult weeks of resorting out our relationship, we both settled comfortably into becoming fuck buddies, and started working together to tag other neg guys, but that's another story.

Part 1 (Chem stuff comes in Part 2) Finally. Away at college for a few months and I could breathe. Growing up in a small town, I was eager to go to school in a big city so I could come out, get some more sexual experience (other than trading blowjobs with my best friend under the bleachers of the football field at school) and finally hook up with the older men I’d been fantasizing about for a long time. I’m Adam, and I’m a short, 5’4” tall, furry 18 year old student at a big college in the midwest. I have a nice uncut dick and a big fat hairy ass. I knew I wanted to be somewhere like Chicago when I applied to schools, so I only applied to colleges in big cities. I was horny 24x7 and knew it would be far easier to satisfy my hunger for cock in a large city. The first few months, I figured out how online cruising worked and had a lot of good luck using Sniffies and Scruff. Luckily I had a bike to ride around and my school was near the L so I could get all over the city quickly. I had a couple of regular hookups, including one older guy named Mike who had taken my ass cherry and taught me how to love my greedy butthole. I was in love with Mike’s 6’ tall, beefy, hairy Dad bod and the thick swirls of chest hair on his pecs. He didn’t have a beard but he was one of those guys who shaved every day and still looked like he needed to shave 5 minutes after he was done. Needless to say, his sandpaper chin felt amazing on my boy pussy and he loved leaving loads in my hole. I loved taking those loads, it was even more fun when they leaked out of my cunt and left a tiny wet spot on the seat of the L train when I got up to exit. One Friday morning, Mike texted me and asked me if I’d be interested in meeting a friend of his who was in town on business and looking for a younger guy to hire for an evening. I’d never thought about selling my ass, which I willingly gave away for free, but he was Mike’s friend so I said sure. Mike sent me a pic of another hot early 40s Daddy who I’d be happy to give my hole to, but Mike said he got off on paying boys for sex. Who was I to say no? He also sent me a pic of the guy’s giant uncut dick. I was immediately in love. It was bigger than any cock I’d ever taken before, immensely thick, and I knew I had to have it inside me. His name was Justin and Mike sent me his phone and room number at a hotel in the Loop. He told me to be there at 5. Yes, sir! This fag boy is never late for a good daddy dicking. After I was done with classes for the day, I went home, showered and cleaned out my hole (thank god I had a single room with its own bathroom!) so I would be squeaky clean for the cock I was dreaming of. It was still warm out, so I put on a skimpy pair of nylon shorts a tank top and a cute jockstrap that Mike had given me, which framed my big furry ass really well. I remembered to put the bottle of poppers Mike gave me in a pocket of my backpack and headed out. I’d been instructed not to wear deodorant or cologne and to be on time. I gave myself a lot of time and walked into the lobby of the hotel at 4:50PM, with my heart pounding. I was incredibly horny, as usual, with the added thrill of going to meet a John who was going to pay me for sex. My cock was hard in my jockstrap and my ass was tingling, knowing it was about to receive the hard fucking it so desperately needed. I caught the eye of one of the bellhops who was a cute guy just a little older than me with thick curly hair and a trim beard. He was on his way up with a cart full of suitcases and held the door of the elevator for me. It was just the two of us and he said “You’re lucky to be wearing so little, this uniform is hot and sweaty when it’s this warm out.” I laughed and agreed and he took the opportunity to start at my ass. It’s a nice big ass if I do say so myself, and he just smiled and said “I get off at 10.” I smiled and said “I’ll just bet you do.” We quickly exchanged phone numbers and then the elevator stopped on Justin’s floor. I reached over and kissed the bellman, and he grabbed my ass cheek, slipping his hand inside the waistband of my jockstrap. “FUCK, kid, that’s a nice ass. Hope I get to sample it.” I pulled away from him, smiled and said “you will. Don’t worry. Always room for one more.” No one I went to high school would’ve guessed that shy little Adam would’ve gone away to college and in three months be shaking his booty at hotel staff on his way to turn a trick for money. The bellman licked his lips and said “I sure hope so.” Then the elevator door closed and he was gone. I quickly found the room, adjusted my dick and ass in my jock and knocked on the door.

Kyle and I have gotten together regularly for several years. We have lots of mutual likes and have learned what works for each of us. We both like to party and are really into lots of ass work: Rimming, fingering, toys, fists, whatever we can think to safely shove up each other’s holes is fair game. Kyle is 54, about 5’8”, a little chunky. He’s got short brown hair, green eyes, a nice beard, and a hairy body. His cock is about 7.5” with nice low hangers. I’m 53, 6’, and also a little chunky. My hair is blond, my eyes are blue, and I have a hairy body with a nice cock and shaved balls. When we get together, we also get into some gear play. We both have a good collection of jockstraps, harnesses, and some other fun clothing. Kyle has a well-equipped playroom at his house with a sling, couch, bed, massive tv, and a fuck machine. There’s a bathroom and a small kitchenette attached too. One great thing is that the floor is tile with a drain in the center, so cleanup after a session is easy. Kyle invited me over and told me to plan to be there all weekend. We often play over the course of a few days, so this was normal. I don’t need to pack much since we’ll be naked most of the time, but I always throw in a few things to help the party along. This means that I bring some product, toys, poppers, and some gear. This time, I also threw in a long and thick stainless-steel chain. I got to his place around 6:30 on Friday. His playroom is in the basement with an entrance from the outside, so we don’t have to go through the house for anything. I walked in and saw that Kyle had the fuck machine set up at the foot of the sling. He wasn’t using it yet, but he was sitting on the couch, flipping through some porn. Kyle was wearing an orange jockstrap that looked great with his hairy body. His furry ass was well framed by the straps. He also had on an orange harness and some leather armbands. He looked hot in all the gear. I stripped down to my red jockstrap and black leather harness. Kyle had a pipe ready for us. We melted the crystals and took turns blowing clouds. Both of us are ass focused by nature, but the T makes us complete ass pigs. It wasn’t long until we were making out and fondling each other. Kyle said that he had a few emails that he needed to reply to, but he wanted me to get in the sling and have the fuck machine work over my hole. He already had a good-sized dildo attached to the machine, and it only took a few adjustments to get it working into my ass. He took the remote back to the couch and picked up his phone to take care of his emails. The toy was well lubed, and Kyle had rubbed some more lube around my ass before starting it up, so I was getting a nice ride. I’d look over at him, dressed in his gear, fondling his cock and sometimes his hole while he was working on his phone. He was also varying the speed and depth of the machine, giving me a variety of sensations as it filled my ass. I figured that he was talking with someone about joining us. We often invite another guy or two over to play with us and have had some great times. Kyle put down his phone and stopped the machine. He moved it out of the way, leaving my ass empty and needy. Luckily, he knew what I needed. Kyle lubed up his hands and began opening my hole for his hands. He started with a few fingers from each hand, which went in easily, thanks to the toy on the machine. He used his fingers to open my hole in different directions, stretching it out for bigger things. Kyle looked up at me and raised his eyebrows. This was his way of asking if I was ready for more, and I nodded. He started to push on my hole with his hand, and I moved down a bit on the sling to get his big, hairy knuckles past the entrance to my ass. His hand slid past the wrist, and he let it rest there momentarily. Next, he started some exploration of my ass. He moved his hand around inside me, seeking out the passages that he knows so well. Kyle knows how to go deep into my ass, but he was just probing around near the entrance now. The intent was to give me a nice stretch, so he pulled back to let his knuckles work the muscles of my hole. He was twisting and flexing his hand while he expanded my hole to accommodate more and bigger things. I was loving it. I took a couple huffs on the brown bottle next to me. Once the poppers hit, Kyle really went to work on stretching me open. He used his knuckles but then also added some fingers from his other hand. He knows that I open up more when I’m poppered up, so he was going to use that time to really get me open. Kyle worked my hole to open it more and then went in for some depth. Just as I groaned when he hit my second hole, I heard the door open. “Hey, Jim,” said Kyle. I looked over and saw Jim. He looked to be around our age, tall, and with a nice body. He had dark hair, and brown eyes and was clean-shaven. Jim replied, “Hey, I guess this is our bottom for the night, huh?”. Kyle nodded, and I smiled at that. Jim stripped down, showing off a nice smooth body and a cock that looked pretty big. He walked over to the sling and stuck his cock in my mouth. Kyle was back to working my hole, and I now had Jim’s dick getting hard in my mouth. Kyle told Jim where the pipe and torch were, and Jim picked them up and blew a few clouds. He leaned down and shared some with me, too. His cock had grown to a nice size in my mouth, and I told him that I wanted him in my ass. Kyle pulled out, and Jim shoved his cock in me. He had a thick dick that felt good inside me. He said, “I need to blow my load quick.” That was fine by me. He fucked me for a while, getting his dick deep into my ass, and then said, “Here it comes,” before burying his cock in my ass. I could feel the spasms as he dumped his load in me. He churned it up a little before pulling out and then shoving his fingers in my hole. He played around the entrance and then lubed up both hands and worked his left hand deep into my ass. “I can feel my cum”, he said as he twisted and turned his hand inside me. Jim played at that depth for a while, enjoying the sensation of mixing the lube with his load. It felt great for me, too, so I had no objections. Then, he slowly extracted his left hand and switched to his right. This was a bigger stretch and he let me relax into the upgraded size before starting some in and out motions. While he was inside me, he asked Kyle to shotgun a hit to him. When Kyle did that, Jim said, “He’s next,” pointing his chin in my direction. I sent Kyle back to Jim, and then Jim sent him back to me. We were all getting more spun, but Kyle was taking the biggest hit here. I suggested that Kyle get his ass worked over since I knew he’d be really spun. They helped me out of the sling, and we got Kyle in it. Jim was ready to fist him, so I shoved my cock towards Kyle’s face, and he sucked it in as Jim entered his ass.

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"asking if I could get some puff and if I would like him to bring over his bottom friend and a verse guy for a foursome. " - who would ever say no to that?

Last day in a hotel in NYC with late checkout. Had taken an earlier load and was still on the apps before I showered and left for the airport. Got a hit from a hot bear ginger on GROWLr. Wanted me on my knees in the bathroom to drink his piss before he bent me over the bed and left his load. He walked in and told me to take out his cock out and drink his piss. I pulled out his cock and started sucking and then he released his stream into my mouth which I swallowed eagerly. It was a bit of surprise but turned on by his dom actions. He emptied his bladder into my mouth, pulled me to my feet and out to the bed, pushed me face down onto the bed and pushed his hard cock hp my lubed loaded hole and fucked me hard and fast with his belt and zipper rubbing my ass. He blew his load into me, stuffed his cock back into his pants and left without saying another word.

Lol.. Forgot to say that too and sucking a big black cock!

Yesterday was a fun afternoon. It started with a Grindr hookup with a new guy. I've been dealing with constant flakes lately, so it was nice for someone to actually show up for a change. He had an average size cock and I sucked it for a little while. When he was ready for my ass I laid back and spread my asshole for him. He didn't last long and came after only a few pumps. He said my ass was tight and thanked me, then left. I like to film it when I push cum out, so I was setting up my phone and getting ready when my regular messaged me saying he was only 10 minutes away. I decided to leave the other load in me and take his too. He has a nice cock, pretty thick, about 6" long, and while he doesn't have great stamina, he's a marathoner compared to the first guy. 🤣 Hes a construction worker so he frequently comes to me kinda dirty, which at first i didn't care for but now I've grown to like. When he came into my house, I was waiting for him on my knees and sucked his dick for a couple minutes before he said he wanted my ass. I got on my knees on the couch and spread my asshole for him to see. While he was taking his pants off I looked over and could tell he hadn't even washed his hands before coming over. They weren't filthy, but clearly dirty from the day. He took a little lube and started fingering my ass. I don't know why, but I really enjoyed that his hands were dirty and he was just going to play with my ass like that. It was a little scratchy and uncomfortable, but I just let him continue as he liked. He slid one finger up to the knuckle, turned it over and started making the "come here" motion with it. I worried that he'd know that there was another load in there but he didn't say anything. He switched to his middle finger on his other hand which felt dirtier than the first one. It was a bit more uncomfortable but I liked that he was just shoving his dirty hands up my ass and didn't care what I thought about it. Eventually he put his cock in, and started fucking me. The discomfort from his hands melted away and felt amazing. His cock feels right at home in my ass. After a few pumps he told me to get on my back, so before I laid down, I sucked him a little bit. ATM is one of my most favorite things. On my back, he was less interested in fucking me and more interested in shoving his dick in as far as he could. He grunted as he pushed and pushed, and I enjoyed how hard he was trying. Then without saying anything he started fucking me. He started with small strokes and built to full cock length strokes over the course of a minute or two. He's loud when he cums and sometimes sounds like he's getting choked. He left his cock in me after cumming for a little bit. After he took it out I cleaned it off with my mouth. He put his clothes on, said he looks forward to next time, and left. Afterward I set my phone up and got the best shot I've ever had of a creampie. I pushed and pushed and started to get a bit of a rosebud. I've never been able to do this, so I was really happy with myself! Later on, while bouncing on one of my favorite toys I had an earth shattering orgasm while looking at the video of my cream pie and following rosebud. 🥰🥰 Was a pretty awesome afternoon. Here's a Pic of the cum running out of me.

May I also sing the praises of Sniffies? I'm in Fort Lauderdale on a Wednesday night and these men are pulling up to the door and filling up cunts! My first tonight was a Latino guy who bred me a few days ago. He's already asking if he can come again tomorrow. He is an expert rimmer and opened my hole up nicely. After he fucked his load into me, a guy with a BBC hit me up. He got really excited when I told him my cunt was already used and sloppy. He asked if he could come immediately to add his DNA to the mix. 15 minutes later, I got his load. My hole is a sloppy, cummy mess right now, but guess who's still online 🫠? There is a gay couple on the other side of this bungalow I'm renting. I know they heard me in here getting these cheeks clapped so I'll just have to brace myself for the jokes and judgment tomorrow morning 😭. One of them has been flirting with me the entire time I've been here.

Took 2 loads from 2 different strangers last night and it was amazing. Wife was sleeping in the house while i was getting my ass loaded in my garage. Threw out my bait on Sniffies BBRT and NPK. Sniffies delivered. Both cocks flooded my hole after i sucked them off, good size loads. 2nd guy eventually put me on my back on my concrete garage floor and pounded the shit out of me with his 7.5" uncut black cock. my back is messed up today but my ass is happy 🙂 Did atm on their cocks after loading me up clean them off and get the last of the cum in their shaft.

From a bottom perspective, if my ass isn’t agreeing with me. I won’t act on agreeing for sex. I don’t want any tops getting shit on their dicks. Period.

Never in my life had I taken a slam OR a dick so big. I started to realize I was being moved on this ebony God's pole by means I could not identify as myself. My legs were jelly at this point but being held up at the ankles by my new pimps shoulders. My body was almost ceremoniously being lifted and planted onto his mammoth shaft. And mammoth it was. I idly reached for my hole and could not fit my hand around it, and when I did that he laughed and said, "7 around, bitch." When I felt my hole it was being pulled out with every outward thrust and felt gooey and wet, warm and gelatinous as if it were from inside my body and then I saw it in the mirror, it wasn't my hole, it was a prolapsed hole, a wet pussy from inside. I'd been cunted and sissified as promised. When he saw the shock in my face, he came close to me and whispered, "Don't worry baby. Your new daddy gon treat you alright. You taken to my piece like a duck to water and ima make you my number 1 girl. All my bitches hole look like that when I'm through, or worse. You take care of me, and anybody I say, and I'll take care of you. Got it baby?" I shook my head in aggreeance and amazement. He turned me around and told me to watch and that's when I saw it. His meat was pushing my guts outward, I could literally see his enormity pounding a bulge outward of my body. He then began to pick up his cadence and tightened his thighs up. And with 10 heavy lunges inward, he planted his member balls deep, it felt like they were in there too, actually. And my insides caught fire again only this time it was a river of burning hot seed filling my bowels. The bulge in my gut began to bloat upwards and expand as he heaved and finally let his thin body lay on top of me to rest. Then he began his exit which I thought would be slow, but he ripped himself from me pulling my prolapse put with him and about a gallon of steaming Black man's babies. His lackeys quickly fed it back into my hole then held me upside down and said my job was to make sure I got pregnant with his nigger baby. I laughed knowing fully well I wasnt actually a female and that I couldn't conceive a child by a man. And then I saw it, on the back of pimp daddy's back. A dark tattoo, almost blending with his skin, a biohazard. I'd been sold and impregnated by a poz pimp daddy. While my first thoughts started to add up another associate slipped a needle into my arm and pushed in the plunger, and my whole body shook as my ears rang and my vision blurred. I apparently wasn't out of the woods yet tonight.

— Chris (dad) flashback I had always been a good Christian man, I waited till marriage, treated my son and wife well and made sure to go to church every day. That’s where I met Andrew. Andrew was a huge man, probably around 6’2 with a well muscled body, not of a body builder but more like someone who had done a lot of physical labor. He had his ears pierced and what looked like the holes for septum and lip piercings as well. He had tattoos on his hands and neck which lead me to assume that he had them all over his body. His type weren’t unheard of at the church, convicts who had found the lord in prison or the like. I was not given any details, but my priest asked me to help him adjust to the church and community. We first met over lunch where he told me that he was from New York. At some point we got onto the topic of his muscles. He offered to show me the ropes at the gym because I was on the scrawny side. When I saw him at the gym the next morning I was struck. He was wearing only a tight white tank top and running shorts. His body was covered in hair and tattoos and I could see his huge bulge. “Hey there chris you alright buddy” he asked “Yeah fine” I said shaking myself “Well let’s get to work then” he said slapping my ass as we walked inside the gym. Two hours later I was exhausted. “Wow I didn’t know I could be so tired” I said “Yeah I like to get nice and sore before work every morning” Andrew responded We were making our way over to the locker room when I saw that they were closed with an out of order sign. “Damn guess I’m gonna have to shower at home” Andrew said “Shit I don’t have time to go home and shower before work” I added “You’re welcome to come shower at mine Chris” Andrew responded “That would be great” As I walked into Andrew’s apartment I realized it was a lot nicer than I thought. I guess I had assumed he would live somewhere trashy but his apartment looked newly made and decorated. “Fuck” Andrew groaned taking off his sweaty tank top. “ I’ve only got one shower so I hope you don’t mind doubling up, don’t worry it’s plenty big” “Oh ok” I said as he pulled off his shorts revealing an overfull dirty jockstrap. “I’m gonna grab some water you go get it started, it’s just through the bedroom” Andrew said as he walked to the fridge I went through his bedroom into the bathroom and was surprised to find a full walk in shower with several shower heads and attachments. I nervously striped as I thought about all the other times I’d been naked with other guys. It had never phased me before, why now. After I pulled the last of my clothes off I was reminded why I was nervous as Andrew came into the bathroom. I realized that both of his nipples were pierced with large thick crescents. He smirked at me as he pulled off his jockstrap revealing a 7 inch flaccid cock with a giant piercing. It was resting on equally huge balls that swung as he walked. “You like what you see Chris” Andrew said as he grabbed my rock hard 7 inch cock “ha look you hard is the same as me soft, though I’m still thicker” “Um no im not gay” I stuttered out “Sure you aren’t” Andrew said as he bent down invading my mouth with his tongue. At the same time he slid one of his fingers into my asshole. I had never felt like this and began moaning into Andrew’s mouth as he pulled away. “Get in the shower now whore” he ordered to which I mindlessly followed “Bend over” he said as he pushed me down so my head was against the wall of the shower. “Now I’m going to clean you out, hold until I tell you to let go” Andrew said as he inserted something I couldn’t see into my hole. I felt a sudden pressure and fullness as my stomach began to fill. Andrew pulled the nozzle out of me and began pushing on my hairy gut. As he pushed I couldn’t help myself and let go releasing all the water. “I didn’t say let go faggot!” He screamed as he grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. I was hit with a shocking pain but all I could do was moan. “ oh do you like that slut” Andrew said as he guided me out of the shower. Once we were out he pushed me to my knees where I was met face to face with his massive cock. It had grown to about 9 inches and still was only semi hard. “I think you know what to do," he said as his piercing touched my lips.

Does anyone know of which jobs or type of jobs would align well with a cumdump lifestyle? I don’t mean actual sex work. I mean jobs that would make it easier to take more loads, perhaps during breaks or after work, and/or that would allow me to find more potential Tops. I‘ve heard working in a cheap motel might be a good idea. Or working at a sex shop, but I don’t know where I could find jobs like that. I really want to integrate my cumdump lifestyle into all aspects of my life, and I feel like working gets in the way of taking loads more than anything. I dread going to work precisely because I’m always thinking it could be time I could be taking loads. I figure if I must work, I might as well work somewhere that at least allows me to maximize my load count and be the best cumdump I can be given the circumstances. Where might I find those types of jobs? Does anyone currently work somewhere that is convenient for a cumdump lifestyle? I really would appreciate anyone’s help or insights. 😊

bareback in times square when it was seedy. early 80s when aids was rampant.

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

As old generation 1.0 I have not encountered body shaming at any bathhouse I've ever visited. Having said that, new generation should probably avoid gyms and beaches as those places could also be hotbeds of body shaming.

a threesome yes

truck stop bathroom attendant

Damn im goin to Vegas in a few weeks wish I could go back. They also shot some hot porno there too. when i first saw it in a video I went the next time i was in town and felt like i relived it

I've been searching the anal tattoo topics for a while. Finally got the courage and decided to go through it. Got a rather subtle one inked.

Part 5 "Lay back down on your back son." He got between my legs and lifted my ass up and spread my cheeks apart. I felt his tongue again and my head fell to the pillow as my back arched my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I never knew that this kind of pleasure was possible. Seemingly out of my control my hands moved down to his head and pushed him as deep as I could into my hole. Both of us moaned at the same time. He pulled his head up and reached for the pipe and torch again. He got back up on his knees and fed me another hit. Then he took one but before he let it out he put the pipe down and reached back for his cloth bag and went back to my hole. I felt him blow into my hole with some of the cloud escaping around my crotch. "How does that feel son?" I didn't have the words to describe it. I gasped and tried. "So good da--oh my god!" He was rubbing something wet onto my hole and began to push his finger into me. "Just breathe. Take a deep breath in son. Now let it out." When I let it out I could feel him pushing in deeper. I had rubbed my hole before when I jerked off but I never pushed anything in. This was the first time anything was being pushed into me. I saw him fumbling a little with his cloth bag. "This is going to burn just a little bit but its going to feel good in a couple minutes." I nodded having no idea what new sensation was going to come next. I felt his finger again push into my hole and then I felt that burning. Not painful but noticeable. He worked his finger deeper into me and i felt his palm against my hole. His entire finger was in. Suddenly the tingling I had felt in my hole became something else. Hunger. And he could see it in my face. "It's working now isnt it?" I looked down at him smiling with that smile that said mischief. "Yeah dad. I think so. What is it?" "It's called a booty bump son. I want you to feel as good as you can so youll be ready to take your dad's cock." I was feeling great. This was so much better than I ever imagined it would be. He moved up to kiss me and rested the weight of his body on top of me. Our making out was even more passionate than before. I wanted to be as close and connected to this man as possible. Our hands exploring each others body and our cocks rubbing against each other. His huge thick cock pressed against my smaller softer cock. I could feel our pre cum getting slick between us. I didn't want this to end. I could make out with this man forever. But he broke the kiss. "I'm going to give you a little bit of the control." He rolled off of me and onto his back. He pulled me onto him and held my face with his hands. "Son it's time. I want you to sit on my cock. Take as much time as you want. We are in no rush ok?" I nodded and he pushed me up into a sitting position. He sat up also and told me to press my hands into his shoulders for balance as I hovered my hole over his cock. He poured some lube into his hand and I could hear him coating his cock with it. Then I pulled away and sat on his knees. In my drug fueled state I was the horniest I had ever been but something in my head was terrified. "What's wrong?" I didnt know what to say. I didn't want to make him mad. "Shouldn't we be using a condom? Just to be safe?" He tilted his head and smiled. "Dads and sons don't need condoms. That's why its the best kind of sex." Something was sobering me up. Like years of conditioning about the shame I should feel about what we were doing combined with always wanting to be safe about everything were bubbling back up at the worst possible time. "Mr. Kelly I mean we're just playing around but we're not actu--" "Stop son." I saw in his face that he was serious. The smile was gone and he was looking deep into me now. "Do you trust me? Do you trust your dad? Look at me. Do you trust me?" I just nodded too scared to speak. Something in his face was completely different. "I told you that I was going to show you everything you always wanted to experience but also some things you never knew. Isnt that right? Isnt that one of the reasons you wanted to come over here in the first place? You wanted to be brought into a new world?" I nodded. "One thing I want you to experience is raw sex son. I want you to feel the sensation of slick skin entering you and touching you deep inside and the feeling of rope after rope of cum shooting so hard into you. And I want you to experience that with your dad the first time so you never forget who introduced you to the greatest pleasure." I noticed then that he had never taken his hand off his cock. He was stroking his cock slowly. The image was mesmerizing. "Climb back up here son. Dads ready." That was all I needed to shut that voice down. I got back up into position and lowered myself slightly. I felt the slick head of his cock spread its wetness into my taint and up my crack grazing my hole back and forth. I could feel how big it was. There was no way it would be able to fit. "I'm just going to rest my cock against your hole but I'm not going to push. Look at me son. Press yourself down real slow. Its going to hurt a little at first but Im right here. Youre safe with me." I felt the pressure on my hole. This was it. I lowered myself and pressed down. My hole was resisting. It was too big. I tried a lttle harder but my hole had become a wall. I started to get frustrated feeling like I was never going to get this to happen and I would let him down. I sighed in annoyance but with that exaggerated exhale it happened. My hole opened and suddenly I felt that wet thick head pop inside me.