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Rick was a 24 year old top. He liked to fuck guys his own age. Very much into himself. He would tease older men with the promise that he would bottom bareback for them. Letting them text their fantasies on Grindr. Even trading nude pics. One guy in particular an older man named Gus, at age 56 was diagnosed with HIV. And put on meds to help make him undetectable. However the meds didn’t work on this particular HIV variant. Gus wanted to be able to fuck but didn’t want to let anyone know he was positive. Rick would flirt with Gus. Promising him he could shoot his loads deep into his ass. Gus grew frustrated with Rick. When he kept avoiding hooking up. That would change. One Sunday night Gus and Rick were at a bar. Gus spotted him. And went over to say hi. Rick recognized Gus. And they engaged in small talk. Gus even brought Rick a drink. Unknown to Rick. Gus put a roofie into it. Gus got Rick out of the bar and into his car. Taking him to his house.Gus put Rick on the couch and undressed him. Then he undressed himself. Gus rubbed Rick’s ass cheeks. Kissed him on the neck. Gus also played with his and Rick’s cocks. He fingered Rick’s ass. Getting a moan from him. Gus lubed up his dick and Rick’s ass. Rick was slowly awakening up due to the thrusting of Gus’s dick inside his ass. “Wait” Rick said softly. “I’ve waited long enough and I’m going to see that you keep your promise to me.” Gus got more aggressive with fucking Rick. Who was too weak to fight him off. Gus flipped Rick around to fuck him missionary. He wanted to see Rick’s face when he came inside the young man. “Ahhhh” Gus grunted. “I’m cumming inside of you!” “Take my hiv loads, you teasing bitch!” Rick pleaded. “Please no!” But it was too late. Rick had Gus’s loads inside him. And Gus put a butt plug into Rick’s ass to be sure his loads stay inside him. “I’ll have you arrested for assault.” Rick said. Gus without a word got his phone and showing him Rick’s text that he could fuck him raw. Rick knew then he would have no case. And Gus fucked him one more time and secretly recorded the second fuck. As evidence in case Rick decided to arrest him.

The pleaser

"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?"

I'm very verbal when I've got a cock inside me. I've got a foul mouth and I expect the top to have one too. By being verbal I want him to know how much pleasure he is giving me. Likewise, as he fucks me I want him to tell me exactly what he is experiencing in the filthiest terms possible. Then, when he about to explode and ready to fill me with his seed I want to sense the build-up in the loudest way so that I can do everything in my power to make his orgasm as powerful as possible.

Had the house to myself last Monday night. I had been watching porn and sniffing from my brown bottle all afternoon while 'working from home', not to mention chatting with a bbc top on BBRT, so by the time I shut off my laptop I was ready for some loads. Unfortunately my BBRT top went quiet, saying he had to run some errands, so I decided to post on the apps and see what other trouble I could find. The first response I got on Grindr was from a 22-year old who recognized my pics. He informed me early in the conversation that he bred me at my last few gang bangs in late 2022 and early 2023. His dick pic sealed the deal and I invited him over. While I was waiting for him to arrive, my friend from two Mondays before (I call him the hole stretcher - see And Now My Hole Is Really Sore) messaged to say he was free and wanted another turn in my guts. I told him that I was waiting for someone who wanted to be alone with me, and his response was, "That's cool, I'll park at the plaza down the street and wait. Let me know when he leaves." Hot damn! I got a message from the 22 year old saying he was a few minutes away, so I unlocked the door, undressed and lubed my hole, then laid down on my stomach on the floor as he had requested. I took a big hit from my brown bottle as the door opened. I heard him kick off his shoes, then the rustle of fabric as he undressed. I felt his hands on my ankles as he pushed my legs together, then knelt down and straddled me. He leaned forward and supported himself with his left hand as his right guided his cock to my hole. Feeling my pucker open for the tip, he pushed forward gently before placing his right hand on the floor to stabilize himself. I could feel his warm belly brush against the small of my back as he shifted his weight forward and his cock slid balls-deep. He let out a sigh, loud enough that I could hear it over my own moan of pleasure as he filled me up, and then began to move his hips rhythmically. With each thrust he almost fully withdrew his cock before gently sliding it back inside me, savoring my velvet grip. After a few minutes of this he picked up the pace, and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I started to encourage him, begging for his load in my hole, telling him that I wanted him to breed me like a slut. And in no time at all, that's exactly what he did. His cock jumped and pulsed as he pumped his load deep. At last, spent, he stood up. Being the good slut that I am, I spun around quickly and took his cock in my hand, guiding it to my mouth so I could savor the mixture of my ass and his cum. As I did so, I felt some of his kids slip out of me and down the back of my thigh. As he dressed, I grabbed my phone to message the hole stretcher who was waiting down the street, only to find a message from the BBRT bbc top asking for my address. I told hole stretcher to come over and then sent it to him while I waited, asking him to give me a half hour. "No problem," came his reply. Not five minutes after the first guy left, the door opened and in walked the hole stretcher. I was waiting on all fours, my freshly-fucked hole greeting him as he entered. In no time the tip of his cock parted my sphincter, followed by that thick knot just below it. I inhaled deeply from my brown bottle and forced myself to relax, and was excited to find that those actions, coupled with the previous stretching and a liberal coating of cum on my insides, let him slide right in. He met resistance at my second hole, stopped and waited patiently until, like magic, I felt it open and welcome him in. He let out a moan at the same time I did. It felt amazing, and I was so turned on that I soon found myself pushing backward to meet each thrust, impaling myself as deeply as I could. It was something I've never been able to do with him before! He grabbed my hips and pushed balls-deep over and over until, with a gasp, he added his load to the mess inside me. I was even more eager to clean off his cock with my mouth, and the combination of two loads and my hole did not disappoint! I thought I might have tasted a hint of blood, too, but shrugged it off. After all, what's a cum dump good for besides taking every load he's offered? The hole stretcher dressed and left, and I went back to my phone. The guy from BBRT was getting close, and as I eagerly waited I clenched my sphincter muscles to keep the remaining cum inside. After less than ten minutes, which felt like forever, he came through the door and stepped right around to stand in front of me. He was wearing grey sweats and as I looked up, he had already lowered them to expose his cock. I instinctively knew what he wanted and got up on my knees - careful to keep the back door locked to prevent the kids from escaping - and sucked him until he was hard as a rock. This was the only cock of the evening that I had seen, and it was a solid seven girthy inches. I slid that cock deep down my throat, gagging and coughing up thick strands of saliva that would ease his entry when I was time to bend over. And the time to bend over came quickly. He muttered the words, "I don't want to bust yet," and took his cock out of my mouth. I spun around and presented my ass to him, and I heard him get down on his knees behind me. His knees pushed my legs apart as he moved in closer. I felt the tip of his cock against my hole, and then he was sliding in. He didn't stop, just slid all the way to the hilt without stopping. He pushed me forward, forcing me onto the floor on my stomach, and began hammering. That big, thick cock pounded me over and over again as his breath tickled the back of my neck. One last hit from the brown bottle, and I was in heaven. He must have lasted nearly fifteen minutes, and when I finally heard him gasp and his cock begin to dance inside my hole, I was actually disappointed that it was over. As with the others, I dutifully cleaned him off with my mouth and sent him on his way. I spent the rest of the evening sitting in the wet spot of cum that kept leaking out of my hole and into my underwear, Sadly, the stars had aligned just for that night, and for the rest of the week I struggled to find anyone who was interested in hooking up. I have the house to myself again this weekend, though, and I fully intend on taking advantage - by taking as many loads as I can.

Chapter 5 – Washing up Jake held the boy as the boy started to shiver. Ethan tried to make sense of the gravity of knowing that he had just had sex with a man. No, he was fucked by a man. No, he was hard and shot the biggest load of the week, while he was being fucked by a man. Was he gay now? His body was in shock. He was a cummy mess. He was happy that he didn’t have anything in his ass anymore but felt so empty without one. J: You did great boy. Cherry poppin’ videos are always the hardest for new talent. And your creamy twink body is going to be very popular. Oh dear, you look like a sweaty dirty whore. Can’t have you looking like this all night. It might scare my guests. I tell you what, how about you go take a shower and come back so we can talk. Jake yells out for someone to come into the room. A latino guy just the same body type and height of Ethan walks in the room. This new guy has more muscle on him than Ethan. Not a twink, more of a twunk in his mid 20's. Not quite innocent looking. He’s dressed in a t-shirt and gym shorts. J: Thanks for coming in here Miguel. This is our new friend Ethan. He is a bit sweaty from his first breakthrough performance. Would you be so kind as to help him to the shower and bring him back here? Miguel smirked and turned to Ethan. M: Hey friend, nice to meet you. I’m Miguel and I live here with the boss man. Let me help you out of this scene. Jake disappears from view. Miguel reaches out and unties Ethan’s legs and helps him stand up. They hobble over to a nice bathroom. They look over and see a nice big walk-in shower. Miguel leans Ethan against the wall while he walks in the shower and turns the nob on. The shower shoots on and gets Miguel a big wet. He walks back over the Ethan. Ethan is still floating high. He barely registers Miguel stripping his shirt and dropping his shorts. Miguel is kinda stripping in slow motion. He knows the shower room w loaded with a few cams. He knows the water temperature is regulated to lukewarm and just in case, all the glass of the shower was antifogged. E: Looks like we both need a shower. Haha. Ethan is looking Miguel up and down. Ethan was used to seeing a guy here or there naked in the gym showers and lockerroom but this was different. He was transfixed on this new guy’s body like he had never seen a man naked before. He stared at his chest, his pecks, his quarter sized nipples that looked especially pointy. He followed the chest down to the navel, and further down to his neatly trimmed hairs. This made Ethan reach down to his own area below and felt himself above his dick. Smooth. Smooth because he was a boy and this guy in front of him was obviously a man. Ethan became transfixed on Miguels dick. And just like it knew of his gaze, Miguel’s dick begins to grow and fill out. Miguel smirked and asked the boy if he liked what he was seeing. The boy took to his new position like he was born to it. He walked over to Miguel and reached out for his growing dick. M: Go ahead you know you want to boy. Start acting like the slut you were meant to be. Ethan licked his lips and dropped to his knees. He grabbed the dick with his left hand and leaned forward. His mouth engulfed the brown dick. Halfway at first but it didn’t take long before he was playing with the balls with the right hand. M: oh, fuck yeah, you love my cock in your mouth. Don’t you boy. Relax your throat baby boy. Miguel reached down with his hands and grabbed Ethan by his head. He says to the boy to cover his teeth and begins to fuck his mouth. Not hard and fast but a gentle rhythm. He looks down and the boy and pulls his dick out. M: you have to be careful with those teeth. Close your eyes. **Slap** The boy was not prepared for the hand to his face. Ethan covers the slapped surface with his own hand. E: What did I do? Did I do it wrong? M: No sweet thing. That was just to show you what happens when you graze a dick with your teeth. Better to learn now. Oh and if you bite down on a dick, you will probably have those pretty teeth of yours pulled or punched out. No body wants that right? Like I said, good to learn now. I’m sorry to hurt you. You are so innocent looking. I’ll tell you what, you deserve an apology. Miguel sits on the closed toilet seat reaches under the vanity of the sink and pulls out a loaded pipe. He takes a hit and blows it out. M: Come sit on my lap. I’m gonna shotgun you. Do you know what that is? Yes? Good. Ethan is taking orders like a pro and sits on Miguel’s lap with one of his legs going across Miguels. Ethan feels Miguel’s dick against his thigh. Miguel takes a big hit and then locks lips with Ethan. Blows out. Miguel hits then Ethan blows out. After the third shotgun, Miguel pushes his 2 fingers in Ethan’s mouth, coating his digits with saliva. He reaches between the boy’s legs and pushes the slobbery fingers in the boys new fuck hole. Ethan moans and starts to rock a big on the invading fingers. M: Good little whore. Now get in that shower and lather your body up. Clean yourself up and make yourself like new. Well, as new as you can. I’ll join you in a minute. Ethan got up and walked right into the spraying water. He reached for the bar of soap and did as he was told. He washed up. He was just about done when Miguel walked up behind him and pushes him against the wall. M: Put your hands against the wall and stand with your ass out a bit. Good now spread them legs. A little more. Good. Now beg for it. Beg for my big brown dick, for my sticky white cum, beg for me to impregnate you like the whore you are. E: Fuck me! Fuck me please! I need that big latino cock in my fuckhole. Fill me with your babies! I need it! Miguel got closer to his prey. His dick curved up a bit so it should be no problem at this angle. He smired some lube on his head and looked down at his 7.5 cut snake as it rested at the entrance to this deliciously creamy round ass attached to this boy begging for it. He slowly pushes in and continues until he bottoms out against the boy’s skin. E: oh yes, I love this feeling of feeling full. Mmm, yeah fill me with your babies. Miguel uses his legs to push the boy’s legs apart further; getting him in the optimal position. He then reaches down to the boy’s ear. M: Do you want me to breed you like I bred your girlfriend? Yeah, that’s right, while you were making your video, she was making hers. I’m gonna fuck you harder than I fucked her. You are so much tighter than that loose bitch. And with that, Miguel power fucked the boy in the shower. Moans and occasional “please slow down” and “it hurts a bit” would be uttered. But Miguel did not care. He fucked him for 20 straight minutes. When he was done, he pulled out and rised himself and the boy off. He wrapped a towel around the boy and said great job on his second video of the day. All cleaned up, Miguel walked Ethan over to the sling room but set him down on the bed instead. He said to wait here for further instructions. Miguel pointed out there was porn playing on the screen in front of them. He told him he could watch and play with himself but no cumming was allowed without permission. Ethan was mesmorized by the video on the screen. It was a video just like he had made earlier. Only this time, it was a just legal aged black boy that was passed out and being stripped and then placed in the sling. Ethan was half hard watching the vid but dared not touch himself. Not yet.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

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...

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

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.

I’ve always had a submissive side, sexually. I’ve been tied up a few times, gotten spanked, but I wanted more. So, I went to a leather bar, hoping to find a dom guy who’d show me the ropes… and the sling, the handcuffs, the paddle… I had been there about half an hour when I saw him. Bearded, muscular, leather pants and vest, like a Tom of Finland drawing come to life. My cock was tingling. I walked up to him and said “Hi”. He didn’t even look at me, just grunted and growled, “You can do better.” ”Hello, sir.” “What do you want?” I gulped and thought for a second that seemed like forever. “To serve.” ”There’s a Denny’s down the street with a Help Wanted sign. Why don’t you get out of my sight and go there?” “I want to serve you, sir.” He finally turned to look at me. It was clear he was unimpressed. “What makes you think a fat little faggot like you is capable of serving a man like me?” ”Nothing sir.” ”Why do you think you deserve to even be in my presence?” ”I don’t sir.” ”You’re Goddamn right you don’t. You’re lucky, though. I just dismissed my last slave. I caught the little queer looking at Grindr. He had the nerve to even consider being with another man without my orders. I just kicked his lousy ass out. I should have paddled him, but he would have enjoyed it. Do you want to try to replace him?” ”Please, sir.” ”You’ll be expected to be my sexual slave. You will serve my every whim. And I have friends you’ll serve too..” I felt butterflies in my stomach. Was I ready? ”Are you fucking hesitating?” ”No, sir! I want to serve you! I want to be your slave!” “That’s better. Have you ever parTied?’ “Yes sir. A little sir” I had hoped that would be part of it. I’m sure he could tell I wanted to get high with him. ”Did it make you willing to do things you had never done before?” ”Yes sir.” “Tina is good for making a slave more willing. Are you going to earn it? Good slaves get rewarded.” ”Yes, sir.” “Good.” He wrote down an address on a bar napkin. “Be there in two hours, ready to serve.” More to cum

*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?

I didn't respond and he didn't contact me for a week. Then he shared this sad tale. "Oh daddy. I need you here so badly. After my slimey boyfriend gave my ass to so many strangers I confessed I had not been taking my PreP. I told him I didn't want him getting me knocked up. He was furious! He threw a few of my clothes in a bag and tossed me out onto the street. I had nowhere else to go. I have no friends and my family abandoned me years ago. I went to a run down motel nearby and cried the whole weekend away. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I just stayed curled up in bed and cried. Well I did squirl through Scruff from time to time. But I didn't want to cheat on that ass hole with anyone but you. A couple guys tried to hit on me, I was tempted, but in the end I kept chickening out. I need only your toxic babies in my ass! By Monday I was exhausted and crawled home with my tail between my legs. I begged him to take me back. I promised I'd take my PreP. I know, I'm pathetic! But he did take me back. I need you to come save me, set me free with your gift, claim me as your son slave. Please daddy, please!" I figured he was beyond reasoning with and didn't respond. We were having unseasonably warm weather so I checked out a nearby cruising woods. At first there weren't even any other cars around but I decided to get in a little walk if nothing else. Without leaves there was very little privacy. If I did come upon some action we'd have a hard time finding any privacy. I love the risk of outdoor sex, but there is a difference between risk and outright stupidity. I had spent a bit of time sitting on a bench and scrolling through hookup sites and was about to leave. Then I saw him entering the trails. The closer he got the more enticing I found him. He looked to be in his late twenties. 5' 10", solid frame, neither gym bunny fit nor overly heavy, just the build that gets my attention. His soft blonde hair was well trimmed as was his beard. As he approached my bench I assumed he would pass by an older guy like me. I said hello anyway and he responded with a pleasant hello back. This is when I saw his warm brown eyes, pleasant smile and captivating dimpled chin. The chest hair spilling out the open neck of his shirt had me in instant lust. His voice was soft and warm; "Not much protective cover if someone was looking to get into some nasty play." He'd started rubbing his crotch. "Well I'm nothing if not inventive. Shall we look for some shelter?" I responded. "Show me the way, daddy. " It didn't take me long to find a little hollow. Our bodies melted into a warm hug and a passionate kiss. I was soon on my knees meeting his semi erection which he had just released from his Comando jeans. It quickly began to warm and harden in my mouth. He moaned as I swallowed the now 7 hard inches to the hilt. His hands moved to the back of my head and held his cock pressing on my tonsils. His tool wasn't too thick to breathe around. This oral dance soon transformed into a steady face fuck. I had moved to a standing bent over position and managed to open my jeans and slide them down to expose my bare ass framed by my jock strap. His breathing was getting heavy as he wet a finger and found my hole. "Turn around daddy. I've got something bigger than this finger for you." I moved and bent, leaning against the closest tree. He spit on my hole, then on his cock and was soon carefully working his raw tool into me. I moaned and kept breathing deeply. "Daddy is so fuckin bad isn't he. Taking this strangers cock bareback. You don't even know my name. I bet this slut daddy never uses protection. Never asks questions. Am I right you silver fox daddy?" "Absofuckinlutely right young man. Fuck me hard." So he laid on a pounding so hard I saw stars. I could tell he was very close and without a word he started to convulse and growel as he filled me with his seed. He stayed inside hugging me for sometime as I milked every last drop out of him with my ass cheeks. When he pulled out he crouched down and fetched part of his load out of my ass. His beard scratched around my hole and was cummy as he moved in for a kiss. We were soon sloshing my ass juices and his cum back and forth between our mouths. That was until almost in complete synchronicity we both swallowed. "Damn daddy, I was hoping you'd use that for lube to return the fuck favour. " "Sorry son, didn't bring a little blue pill." "Then it'll have to be next time old man." We chatted freely as we made our way back to our cars. The last thing we shared was a plan to meet here same day, same time the next week. He told me his name is Jeff. I don't know what motivated me but I decided to share this hot encounter with the young guy out west on Scruff. I guess I wanted him to understand I'm a bottom, not a breeding gifter. "Fuck daddy, that was so hot. In my minds eye I was so jealous watching that young buck breeding you. I want it to be you breeding me! I've been taking my PreP and daddy rewards me by taking me to the woods from time to time. Every time another stranger unloads in me I fantasize I'm not on PreP and it's your toxic seed filling and gifting me. Please get off your meds so you're ready to gift and claim me when you come back." I wrote back; "I'm so turned on hearing you are getting loaded by lots of strangers and fantasizing it's me knocking you up. Why don't you stop taking PreP without telling your boyfriend. Then you'll be all the more excited as those strangers load you. " He shot back; "Oh yes daddy, I won't tell my lame boyfriend and stop PreP if I know you will be here soon with a toxic load for me. Promise me you 'll soon be here and highly viral. Promise me please." I don't know what got into me, I lied and promised him. "Great. Thank you daddy. I just flushed my PreP pills and replaced them with sugar pills. My stupid ass boyfriend will never know. Get here quickly before he farms my ass out to more strangers." Once again I ignored him. Jeff messaged me before our next meet up. "Is it okay if I bring along a friend? He's got a great cock. " "Sure, bring him along ." They arrived right on time. Jeff's friend was a rough looking dude. 6' 3" long straight black hair in a pony tail. This left the tattoo on his neck quite visible as were the tattoos on his fingers and back of his hands. Jeff moved right in for a hug and a kiss. His friend moved in behind me nice and tight and nibbled on my ear. I didn't know whose hands were loosening my belt, opening and sliding down my jeans, but it had to be Jeff's friend's cock that was snaking into my rear door. I hadn't seen it but it had to be huge as I struggled to keep from screaming. Jeff's kisses helped to distract me a bit. As soon as the monster cock bottomed out in me the piston fuck began. Jeff and I took turns sucking each other's cocks as the relentless brutalization continued. We'd just switched back to Jeff's talented mouth on my hard 8 inches. I'd taken the blue pill as I drove to the woods. I felt Jeff's friends teeth sink into my shoulder and knew he was blasting away inside me. I couldn't hold off any longer and shot surg after surg down Jeff's throat. As Jeff's friend softened and fell out of me he informed me it was time I clean his cock. I obediently turned, knelt, and was face to face with his eight inch flaccid uncut member. Above this cock was a soup can lid sized biohazard tattoo. The cum in my ass suddenly felt radioactive and I was slurping that cock clean faster than ... well very quickly. That's when we heard the dog bark and it and a woman were approaching quickly. We hastily covered ourselves and headed for the parking lot. When out of ear shot of the woman I asked Jeff's friend if the tattoo was a real warning. He assured me it absolutely was. He'd been converted two years earlier and hadn't taken any meds. His viral load grew in potency by the week. He wondered if I was concerned. "Fuck no, the opposite. " I replied Jeff, "So you're chasing daddy?" "No been poz and undetectable for many years. I just love knowing there's a charged load I'm carrying around. " Jeff, "So you won't gift me?" The friend, "Yeah pops, he won't take the gift from me. But he sure would from a sexy silver fox like you." "Drop your meds daddy. Fuck me 'til I'm carrying your toxic DNA. " How had I suddenly become a poz gifting magnet for such sexy young cubs. Jeff's pleading puppy dog eyes were almost too much to resist. Maybe I could consider a meds holiday.

I used to know a guy, a real pig, who was very into all sorts of piss play and in particular piss fucking. After a night of breeding and seeding, I would wake up in the morning feeling his hard dick sliding into my sloppy hole. Shortly after, my guts would be flooded by a warm wet stream of early morning piss. It was an amazing sensation.

I'm actually fucking @tonycruz right now - I'm trying to see if I can get him up for doing a live stream on justforfans...

After what might’ve been the best pump of my life I went to the water fountain with Clint when I realized it was 530. “ holy fuck we’ve been here for five and a half hours” I said “Yeah I didn’t stop you because you were doing great and I figured time wasn’t an issue” Clint replied “Fuck it is tonight I have a date at 6” “Damn do you have time to go home and shower you are drenched in sweat after all” “No its ten minutes away but my house is twenty” “Well looks like you’ll have to shower here with the real men, Timmy boy” Clint teased. I had never used the gym showers because I was always nervous about my small cock being seen. Clint had been poking fun at me for going home to shower for months now. “ I guess I have no choice” I replied dejected “No you do not, now follow my lead” Clint made his way into the locker room and I followed. I had always hated locker rooms since I middle school when I started noticing everyone else’s cock got bigger but mine stayed the same. Once we got to the lockers Clint began striping, saying “C’mon strip you ain’t gonna shower with your clothes on” I began to tentatively take my clothes off as I looked over a Clint’s large tattooed frame. He was wearing only a jock strap that seemed to be filled to the brim. When he took that off his 7 inches soft cock and massive balls fell out. I felt blood rush to my cock as I took of my briefs revealing my tiny cock. “Atta boy now lets hit the shower” Clint said as he wrapped his muscled arm around me, pulling me towards his smelly pit. As we entered the shower room I saw there were no stalls only a row of shower heads along the wall with small racks of soap. I took a shower head by the end and Clint took the one right to my right. As we began lathering I could not take my eyes off Clint’s massive cock. “ you wanna suck it faggot” Clint asked shocking me “Huh” “ I said do you want to suck my cock faggot, you’ve been staring at it since I took my jock off” “ uh I don’t-“ “Uh uh, shut the fuck up and get on your knees before I force you down” Clint said putting his massive bear claw on my shoulder and pressing me to my knees. Once on my knees I could smell the reek of his bush which instinctively made me breathe out of my mouth, which was clearly a mistake as Clint stuck his cock in my open mouth. “Now Timmy be a good boy and don’t bite, if you do I’ll have to break your fucking jaw and ruin that pretty face” he said as he spit straight into my eye. He pushed me toward the wall then began violently piston fucking my throat. I thought he was gonna break my skull open but he just kept pounding. “Oh yeah boy I’m gonna cum, you want me to fill you up don’t you, you don’t want me wasting my potent seed, you want it in your guts I can tell” he said before bottoming out and shooting a load straight down my throat. As he stood there he pulled out slightly before saying “Oh looks like I gotta piss, you’ll be god and drink it won’t you Timmy” he looked down at me shaking my head before I felt his warm acidic stream in my mouth “Swallow it all faggot, you don’t want to disappoint me” he said and I was surprised to agree and swallowed his huge flow down “Ah now how’d you like that Tim” he said pulling me up as I stared shell shocked “Hmm looks like you need a little something yourself” “Are you gonna suck me” I asked “HA that tiny thing, no fucking way” he said slapping my tiny balls almost forcing me to the ground “ face the wall now” Clint bent down behind me as I felt his hand begin to spread my cheeks. Before I knew what was happening his tongue was in my hole. It felt electric and I began moaning like a porn actress. I had never felt anything this good as he kept driving his tongue into me. After less than a minute the most intense orgasm came over me and I shot my load onto the wall before falling into it. “Tasty, I always love eating a virgin hole” Clint said standing “ you ok bud we should probably get going we’ve been in here a while” he said helping me up As we got dressed Clint looked at me and said “so you’re coming home with me right tim” “I’d love to” I replied eagerly

Since you said dick here's mine.

My biggest fantasy is to let someone piss inside my hole, but I never seem to find guys who are up for it or someone who's still down after they cum in my hole. do you guys get lucky with this? How does it feel?

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.

I picked up the pace, my PA and, indeed, whole bulbous cock head now breaching his inner ring on each thrust. Something in there was catching on my PA, driving me crazy with the feeling but also from the thought of what I was doing to him. My bicep snaked it's way around his slender neck, flexing as I revelled in my own power. "Gonna knock you up kid", I growled in his ear. His struggles were a delight. The little body squirming ineffectively under me. "no! no, you said you'd pull out" I humped down on him harder. My body beating the struggle from him. "nah, you said that". I squeezed harder as my balls began to evacuate my potent seed into his receptive guts. A big load, owing to lack of action during these strange, locked-down times which was now been forced into his body. He'd stopped struggling and I think his little cock had climaxed at some point. I lay there, holding him in place, willing my babies to feed off him, knowing he'd be trying to dump them as soon as I let him. ,,,,, Later, after he'd gone, I wondered whether he'd find his way to an STD clinic or GP or whether lockdown would increase my chances of converting him. Who knew? I went back to my weights putting my energy into keeping my big body toned and strong. I needed it for my work as a trainer and builder (furloughed from both for now) and also to snare the kind of hot twinks that I love though they were thin on the ground since the Covid-19 lockdown belatedly hit this great city. A little more about me: outside of the bedroom I'm in no way aggressive. I'm single, and easy going. I help out with youth groups and look after my neighbours in the small apartment block in which I live in central London. I play rugby, wrestle and swim for fun where my 6'2'' 240lb frame helps or hinders (depending on which I am doing). ..... Out on my little balcony later that afternoon, I heard my upstairs neighbour knocking around. "Jake, how you keeping?" I shouted up at him. "Yeh, ok, I guess, bored as heck though man. Not seen anyone in about a week". "Really? What about your folks?" "They are isolating, got symptoms and they can't risk giving it to me." "Oh, yeah, course. Sorry to hear that". Jake was in his late teens, maybe early 20s. A fragile kid though, immune system issues. The apartment was bought for him and I'd never known him go out to work since he had moved in a year ago. he never went out much at all, to be honest. "Anything I can do to help?" "Been hoping you would say that...actually I've been looking out for you, everyone else seems to have left the city!". There were six apartments in total in our little block and they were indeed unusually quiet. "What can I do for you?" "Would you be able to get me some supplies? I'm out of bread, milk and pizza, and I need my meds picking up from the chemist before the bank holiday". "Sure thing. I was going to the shop before the Easter break anyway. I'll come up and get your list now" Up one flight of stairs and Jake was waiting, door open, list in hand. At 5'5'' he probably didn't weigh 100lbs wet through. A cute little face under dirty blond hair but not really my type, at least I'd never thought of him that way. "The chemist shuts at 6pm. I'm so glad you can get this for me" he said, handing over a prescription and a short shopping list. His eyes seemed to linger on my groin, not unusual for me when I'm in my running shorts which ride fairly high but I brushed it off and headed out on my errands. ..... I spent a while in the supermarket at one point almost picking up a hot young soccer player but his straight mates got too close and he scarpered but with my phone number shoved in his shorts. I was still horny at the checkout when I remembered the chemist. "Fuck! They'd be long closed by now". I checked anyway but they'd locked up for the break so I made my way back to Jake. He invited me in but asked me to sit at the other end of the sofa and I explained what had happened. The meds really seemed to throw him, so I offered to do my best to get him some over the weekend and to be on call 24/7 in case something happened and he seemed to calm down. I gave him a beer from my shopping bag which initially he refused as he'd not supposed to drink and we watched some TV together. WWE wrestling seemed to be his favourite so we watched that together. I began to tell him how wrestling really worked, both pro and freestyle and he was clearly psyched that I actually did this sport which he loved to watch for fun. "Have you been on TV?" "No man, but there's a few vids of me wrestling kicking about on Youtube and the like". In the end, I could only find one video on a non-porn site but we watched it with Jake eagerly questioning me. About then my phone bleeped: Soccer boy from the supermarket. He wanted to play. I made my excuses with Jake, made sure he had my number and promised to check in on him first thing tomorrow. ..... Not five minutes later I was buzzing soccer-boy up to my door. I had him strip to his briefs in my bedroom, admiring his toned body and little cock bulge. Then he undressed me, pulling my running singlet over my head and easing my running shorts down over my thighs. His eyes caught on my biohaz tat, lurking above my cock and lit up at the sight of my heavy PA and hardening cock. I let him lick for a minute or two before shoving my length down his throat after laying him on his back on my bed. I love mounting a twinks head and throat like this but I was really craving his shapely little arse so after five minutes I had him come up for air and flipped him onto his front, exposing that peachy, wrinkled hole. My fingers slipped inside, telling me he was no novice though he was still very tight and I slapped his pucker with my PA several times, teasing him and dripping my pre over him. With that it was time to push forward and open him up... "Wait! You need to rubber up!" he was handing me a jonny that had been in his shorts. "Really?" Not been one of my usual online hookups, we hadn't discussed this. "Just the tip...to get you open". I pushed harder, the edge of my PA disappearing in him but his hole resisting me hard. "No man. I've seen your tat. I'm not on prep". My cock swelled at this news. "No condom, no fuck". I smiled. "ok, ok", grabbing the rubber off him and rolling it over half my shaft, it was tight as fuck. A quick wad of spit, for my benefit, and I was plunging into his mostly dry hole. Between his legs, pushing them wide apart while I worked my full length in. "fuck....fuck...fuck, you are hurting me" he whimpered, getting louder. I thought of Jake upstairs, not wanting to alarm my little buddy and pulled out of my new fuck toy. "got any lube man?" he asked, taking in my still rubbered cock. "nothing proper" I lied "but we could try this". I reached for the vaseline. "Sure, ok". I got him to lie on his back and push open his hole as i put a few thick gloops inside him before wiping my fingers clean on his chest and placing my cock in his entrance. Sliding back in, I could see he was in relative heaven and in no time I was balls deep. His little hands were grasping around my cock base, amazed at how wide I was but checking for the precious, life saving condom. I did him a 'favour' and pulled out, stretching the rubber so that it went right down to the base and he kept it pinned there as I plunged back in, now reassured it wasn't unrolling inside him. His own stretching and the vaseline made it inevitable and with one hard thrust i felt the rubber break. "mmmm....I'm through your inner cunt now", I reassured him, placing my musky armpit over his cute face to give him too much to think about as I could feel my beast literally shredding his velvety insides. I held on as long as I could, listening to him moan, thinking of Jake upstairs but now not because of the disturbance but because of his cute skinny body. It was all too much and my cock began to flex, depositing my dirty seed so deep inside this fertile twink that I knew he wouldn't feel it or be able to push it out in a hurry. With that, I ripped my cock out of him and pulled off the shreds of rubber from it before sitting astride his chest, pinning him to the bed as he tonged my cock and balls clean of his own ass juices while he jerked his cock juices up my back unaware of my DNA seeping into him

So I have this problem. I want to be a massive cumdump, but as soon as I cum, I'm done and the game is over for me. Sometimes I just can't help myself. How do I prolong the experience. I don't mind cumming, I mean, who does, but I want to stay horny so I can keep sucking and being fucked. Any advice from the more experienced guys?

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.

I had been working out with Clint for a little over a year now. I started hitting the gym after my ex girlfriend cheated on me and I decided I needed to get fit. I met Clint after about 2 months and he took me under his wing. For the past year Clint has been helping me get super jacked. To help with that Clint convinced me to start steroids. “Cmon it’s only a shot and then you’ll get twice if not three times the results, plus it might put some hair on your chest” Clint had said with a chuckle as I was almost hairless compared to him being coated like a bear. While Clint was right about them increasing my gains, he was wrong about the hair. The only side effect was my balls shrinking, but my cock was already only two inches hard so it wasn’t a big deal. Today I met Clint in the parking lot like I normally do, wearing an oversized pump cover and 5in running shorts. Clint always wore a tight black wife beater that showed off his massive pecs and nipple piercings and sweatpants. “I’ve got a surprise for you today” Clint told me as I hoped in his passenger seat “I’m gonna share some of my special pre workout with you Timmy boy” I always hated when he called me that but he just shook my shoulder chuckling. I was excited though as I knew he had some special pre workout that he never shared. “Great I’d love that” I replied “I bet you will, so are you cut” Clint asked “Nah I’m bulking right now we talked about this a few weeks ago I thought” “No dumbass is your cock cut” he said slowly “ do you have foreskin” he over enunciated his words as I stared in confusion. “Uh no i got my foreskin” I said unsure and kind of uncomfortable “Good that makes this easier” he said pulling out a bag of powder “ don’t want you to accidentally shit yourself while squatting” he laughed as I just looked at him confused “We’ll come on then get your cock out” he said “Huh” “ don’t huh me I said get your cock out and I’ll show you how to do it, I’d do it with you but I did some on the way here” with that he grabbed the front of my shorts and underwear and pulled the down revealing my tiny soft cock as I turned red with embarrassment. “See nothing to be nervous about now pull down your foreskin or I’ll do it myself” I complied confused when Clint suddenly stuck his pinky in his mouth then dipped it in the powder, once it was coated he put it to the exposed head of my cock “Uh what are you” I began when Clint cut me off with “now pull the skin up” I followed his instructions and pulled it up over his finger. He suddenly pulled out and his pinky was clean. “Now jerk off” Clint commanded “What the fuck” I asked “Jerk off dumbass you gotta rub it so it absorbs or else you might as well have just licked it”he said “ don’t make me beat you off tim cause if I scratch your back you’d have to scratch mine” I began to nervously rub my cock withthree fingers as my hand was far too big. I was beet red with embarrassment as I rubbed my tiny cock next to the man I looked up to, but as I kept rubbing I started to feel a rush as my nervousness faded away and I started rubbing harder. Even though my cock was totally soft it felt amazing. I felt like I was on the edge when suddenly Clint slapped my hand away from my cock “if you wanna cum in my car you gotta earn it now come on let’s go”

Vietnamese boys( tops and bottoms) love ❤️ fucking with western guys . It's so easy to pick them up bro.. I once had a young muscle guy offered me to pnp with him at my hotel . He fucked me bareback all night and loaded my married cunt more than 3 times with his sperm load. All I had to do was paid for the party favours and smokes he brought over with him. Even though he was totally top but after getting wired and high, he let me bareback him for a long while. His poor asshole was stretched to the max in order to accept my white raw cock and of course I managed to dump my married cheating loads deep inside his wrecked cunt despite him made me promised not to seed him. I tend to be bottom pig when wired and high but the excitement of fucking top guy drives me mad and crazy when I corrupted him and literally got him lost his mind and control over my meaty horny cock . Best feelings and pleasures ever when I actually convince him to let me raw fucking his asshole after long fucking sessions. I have a huge fantasy of fucking " top guy's asshole " and determine to breed and seed him hoping that one day he would get pozzed unexpectedly by other big cocked vers bottoms. I also fucked few slutty Vietnamese whores who I met in the bars and night clubs when I feel hungry for real pussy. I fucked them bareback in both holes , for those girls who don't let me fuck them bareback, I will corrupt them with alcohol and offer money prizes for using their holes bare and get impregnated . For me being a Caucasian guy in Vietnam gives me the advantage of getting sex with both genders easily. I did have an extraordinary awesome experiences in Vietnam during my first 2 weeks to the country for work and holidays. I cant believe that I ended up partying and fucking with as many young guys and girls as I was lucky enough to have sex with, some even younger then my daughter and older then my biological father ( sadly he was no longer with us anymore) . I do miss him alots , especially his uncut cock and the times I was made to service his cock.

Yes, Yes! Bite marks on my shoulders and dig your fingernails into my chest.while groaning, grunting, then screaming a blistering hot load deep in my ass. Yes, please, breed me....oh, sorry, just got home from work and am kinda horny, can you tell? I need to get on sniffies quick

Was just informed that activist, writer and friend David Mixner passed away from Long Covid Complications this week, he will be sorely missed in LGBTQ politics as well as on this and other gay sites. Though we had known of each other for a number of years because of all the people we knew in common and all of the events and galas and such that he was key to organizing and that I appeared in, it took until a random hook-up 3 years ago to finally meet in person - and we had chatted on and off over the years it turned out on subjects both sexual and/or political, even philosophic on this and numerous other sites...Resquiet en Pace, David. Here's a link to his obit: honoring David Mixner obituary

I should have noted this too: the reason we call these kind of right-wing, US-sponsored dictatorships "banana republics" isn't because the governments are bananas; it's because the banana (and other fruit) companies, Dole and Chiquita, effectively ran the countries for decades with US support.

"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?

Fucking gorgeous

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.

Mine. Hope guys like it?

Its hard getting an angle where i dont look so skinny

Nice! Breed me?

Even though my ass is the part of my body that gives me the most fun I do like my cock.

Off on a bit of a tangent here, but I have for as long as I can remember had a thing for Joey Stefano. Such a shame he died so young. Beautiful man.

It was somewhere around 2009, I was done with film school and working gig to gig. Mostly working paycheck to paycheck at this shit job in an equipment rental house/studio in the city. Still struggling with my sexuality to an extent, certainly deep in the closet at this point. I was still telling myself that sex with guys was only when I was really horny and masturbation wasn’t cutting it. I always played safe, well not always, but I tried to. This was before PrEP. So as far as I was concerned, as long as I had sex with guys infrequently and with protection, no one would ever know and one day I would just quit altogether and go about my life as a straight guy. Most of my hookups with other guys would happen at this point through Craigslist. It was the Grindr of the time. You could put what you were looking for, with pics, all the responses would come straight to your email where they would live until you wanted to respond, it was great. One drunk night I had post an ad and then passed out. A few days later I checked that email, which was a burner email, I had way more responses than I normally got. I looked at my ad to see what I wrote to get so many hits. “22, straight, kinda tipsy. Mostly like a quick fuck,” was all it said, with a torso pic of me in my white CK briefs, my head obviously not in the picture. Half of the responses were from guys I would never sleep with. I wouldn’t say my standards were higher in those days, I just had a mental block that only allowed me to sleep with guys who were “model attractive” because…somehow that made it less gay? Filtering most of them out, deleting the ones that were just old man dick pics and guys who wanted me to call them “daddy”. I responded to a few, most of them never got back to me because. I found that most of them were burner accounts and if you didn’t respond within an hour, you usually never got a response. One guy hit me up the next day. “Hey, sorry I missed this, you look hot. I was only in town that night, had some work in the city. I’ll be back in a couple weeks though. 26/m/DC here.” He attached a similar torso pic, clearly he worked out, he was maybe 5’10”, and looked like a frat bro-leaning Abercrombie model. He even wore Abercrombie white briefs in the photo. That prompted me to ask if he was a model or if he was catfishing me. He responded saying he was neither a model nor catfishing me. Apparently, he did something in finance/banking, but neither of us got into specifics. He asked what I was into. I explained that I’m not gay, just get horny sometimes and need sex. “Oh, so do you like to fuck or get fucked?” He asked. At this time I was pretty versatile, “I usually like to fuck, but that night I was pretty tipsy and was trying to get fucked.” I told him. “Damn, I wish I had caught you at the right time. Did you get fucked that night?” “No, honestly I basically post that ad and then passed out after. Was incredibly hungover and horny the next day. I certainly wished I had got your message though.” I teased. “Yeah, would you have let me fuck you?” He asked straight up. “Maybe, depends on how big you are, I’m not a pro.” I joked. “It’s not that big, like 7.5 inches, cut.” He attached a photo, it sure looked bigger, and thicker than mine. “Damn, it looks big, I would’ve let you try though, as long as you’re gentle,” I told him. “I’m always gentle, love to feel a tight straight boy open up for my dick.” He told me. “You ever been rimmed?” “No, I don’t think so anyway.” I was at work when I got that email so I didn’t look it up. “You’ll love it, it’s when I use my tongue to tease your hole, get it lubed up and ready for my dick. Makes it easier to slide in when your outer ring is primed and ready, almost begging to get fucked.” This one made me horny as hell. Good thing I’m a briefs guy, I was able to hide it while at work. When I got home I stripped down to my underwear, my 22-year-old dick was hard before my pants came off and I was ready for some porn. I did take a quick pic with my flip phone and emailed it to him, “Damn, that sounds hot, look what you did to me.” I captioned. “Look at all those spread legs, love to fuck you in that position, that way I can watch your face as you feel me push balls deep into your tight hole. Do you like to kiss?” He asked. “Not really, I’m not really into guys like that,” I told him, which was true, at the time I felt like somehow that was a bridge too far, like kissing would make you gay, whereas getting fucked by a guy was just some form of extreme masturbation between friends. “That’s cool, I get it, but would you stop me if I tried?” he ased in a single sentence response. Now, I’m jerking off at this point and felt like he would stop responding if I didn’t give him the answer he wanted. “I wouldn’t stop you, in the heat of the moment…what ever happens, happens.” “Good, when you are balls deep in a guy, a deep kiss unlocks the hoe in him, then I can really fuck him like he needs to be fucked.” He fired back. Something about this wording got me going. Up to this point, I had had good sex with some guys, I had had bad sex with some guys, but I knew the best was yet to come and this guy seemed to know what he was doing. “Damn man, I really need to get fucked now.” “Yeah? With condoms or bareback?” he asked. “I try to make condoms a rule,” I told him. “Yeah, raw feels so good, but it’s important to play safe,” he fired back. “Have you ever let a guy fuck you raw?” I knew where this conversation was going, if he was in the city and trying to get in me tonight I would’ve lied and shut it down, but I figured there was no harm in feeding that flame. “Yeah, I mean, I’ve been caught up in the moment and things happen,” I was vague. “Oh yeah, I know about that. I’m STD-free and want to stay that way, so I use condoms all the time. I have had the occasional ‘heat of the moment’ fuck, but that’s rare. Were you hoping to get fucked raw, that night I mean?” He asked. I had to think about this. “I was pretty drunk, I wasn’t even thinking about that. If we had met up, I probably would’ve just gone with the flow. Good thing you prefer condoms.” I told him. A few minutes went by, and I refreshed a few times, still slowly jerking myself off. “I probably would’ve pushed in raw, got a few strokes in just to feel it, then I would’ve wrapped it up.” He finally responded. This made my balls tighten. My hormone-filled brain thought, “yeah that makes sense.” So I quickly typed back, “Mmm, that’s hot, I wouldn’t have stopped you.” I told him. Before he could respond I felt my balls tighten and instantly hot cum was erupting onto my abs and pooling in my belly button. I went to clean up and never checked for another email from him before going to sleep. ****** Two weeks later I was at work on a Friday night. They had me at the front desk because one of our studios was being used to film a music video. So I spent most of my night online. While the studio technically was closed at 11 pm, we had an unwritten policy to let productions stay until 1 am as a courtesy. By 10 pm my friends were all out having drinks without me, I had a few dozen texts telling me to “just lock up” and stuff like that. A producer came over to me and asked me if it would be possible to stay a little later than the 11 pm “hard out”. I acted like I was doing him a huge favor, even though this kind of thing happened often, but I told him as long as they wrapped by 11 and were out the door by midnight I would turn a blind eye. He thanked me and went back into the studio. About fifteen minutes later a production assistant came over to me with a six-pack of Magic Hat #9 and told me it was a gift from the producer, as a “thank you.” I wasn’t going to say no, I took it and cracked one open. Then a second in what felt like no time at all. By 11 pm the music was still thumping so I knew they were not packing up yet. I looked around to make sure no one was near me, then I opened Craigslist on my laptop. I looked at a few posts, but I never responded. Honestly just being on the website made me feel like I was going to get “caught” so I just quickly posted an ad, really just hoping to get a few responses and chat, but not actually hook up. I looked into my burner email and saw a bunch of junk and an unread message from the guy from DC. There were a few unread messages actually. This made my dick jump to attention. “That’s so hot, man, how many strokes can I get in before I should wrap up?” the first message said. “Did I take it too far?” The second read, a day later. “Hey, not sure if you’re still interested, but I’m going to be in the city again this weekend. I’ll be at the Rennasaince in Times Square if you want to meet. No pressure.” This one was time-stamped yesterday. I cracked open a third beer, I’m a bit of a lightweight so I shouldn’t be on a third beer in an hour. I started to respond to his email a few times, then deleted. I kept reading and rereading what we said, looking at his body and dick pics, I was hard to the point of frequently checking to make sure my precum wasn’t visible in my jeans. “Hey, sorry I didn’t respond. I was jerking off and as soon as I blow my load I’m not really into guys anymore, if that makes sense. I’m having a few drinks right now, but I’m not going to be free until at the earliest 1 am.” I told him, not even expecting a response. I went to the bathroom to make sure I was “fresh”, and tried to dry the precum already leaked into my red briefs. Back at my laptop, I had a bunch of new responses from guys to my recent ad. The only one I read was from DC guy. “I’ll be up. I just got checked in a little while ago. I was going to hit up the sex shop and get some lube and stuff, you want to come by the hotel when you’re done? Or I could meet you out?” I quickly replied that I would meet him at his hotel and he fired back with the room number. I logged out and did my best to rush the load out in the studio. Finished a fourth beer and headed uptown to meet the guy from DC. ***** Even after four beers, I was a nervous wreck by the time I was riding up the elevator. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest and I had to really focus to keep my body from shivering from the adrenaline rushing through me. Thankfully he looked exactly as he described, and his pictures were not old. He was wearing a robe, having just showered but it was loose on top so I could see his toned body. This didn’t settle my nerves, only made the anticipation worse. Him being in his robe meant he was naked underneath and I felt this meant I couldn’t back out, or at the very least I needed to make sure he got his nut. He recognized my nervousness and offered me another drink. I accepted and we just chat for a few minutes while I sipped my drink. It helped me get comfortable. Turns out his name is Bryce. The second I put my empty drink down, Bryce’s hand was on my upper thigh. My dick is instantly hard in my briefs. I’ve done this “hookup” with strangers before and it never gets less awkward for me, I don’t know what he’s into, I don’t know if I should be more aggressive or passive, I don’t know what’s a turn off for him, so I try to just follow his lead. His hand slides up my pants and cups my balls from the outside, I let out a soft moan. He smiles, and his dark blue eyes twinkle. “Let’s go to the bed,” he calmly says. I nod. Kicking my shoes off, he grabs a black grocery bag and pulls out a few items, setting them on the nightstand. He slides his robe off, his muscular back facing me, his ass is meaty and firm. I quickly start to undo my pants and push them down. The drinks hit me hard in this moment and I nearly fell over trying to get them off, twisted around my ankles, I fell-sat on the end of the bed, clumsily pulling the pants inside-out to unshackle my ankles. He turns to me, ripping the plastic safety color off a new little brown bottle with his teeth, spitting it to the ground as he walks over to me. His dick quickly grew to full attention, I swear it was bigger than he said it was, or maybe mine was smaller than I thought either way, it was big, like a baby’s arm holding an apple, now inches from my face as he stands in front of me. He leans down and pulls my shirt off over my head, leaving me in just a pair of red Armani briefs and black ankle socks. I could smell his scent and soap from his shower wafting off his crotch as it was dangling in front of me. I looked up and he was smiling down at me, giving me the look of a man expecting me to put his hard dick in my mouth. I’m not very experienced in oral sex. To be honest, I was always a bit of a germaphobe growing up, so it took me into my late teens to even enjoy kissing (girl or guy), the idea of putting someone's privates in my mouth made me too uncomfortable, didn’t matter the sex. But, I knew I couldn’t expect to receive without giving, so I would do it, but my heart was never in it and I knew they could tell. Thankfully Bryce had just showered and I knew it was as clean as it would get, so I grabbed it with my hand and pulled him into my mouth. With my eyes closed I did my best to suck his dick, I felt my eyes water when he tried to thrust into my throat, I would gag, but thankfully no more than that. After a couple of minutes and one really forceful thrust, I had a panic moment and pulled off his dick, jerking it slowly, covered in my saliva. I wiped the wetness from my eyes and mouth as I jerked him. His hand massaged my head, gently nudging me to continue. So I did. I heard him shaking the little brown bottle as I tried to suck his monster. He opened it and put it under my nose and I had no choice but to breathe it in since his dick was in my mouth. The smell was intense, my head started to spin and my heart started beating faster, suddenly I felt relaxed. He did it to the other nostril, telling me to take a deep breath this time and I did. Holy shit, the rush was amazing. I suddenly felt so slutty, like I really could suck his dick into my throat and I tried. I heard him taking a hit from the bottle as I bobbed on his dick, the subtle moan from him as I got deeper on him, and my saliva really started to flow. He capped the bottle and dropped it on the bed, grabbing the back of my head he started to control the rhythm of my blow job, slower and slower, deeper and deeper with every thrust. Suddenly my nose was buried in his nicely trimmed pubes, his balls hit my chin and I realized I had his entire dick in my mouth and throat and I wasn’t gagging. It excited me, I just let him start to slowly fuck my throat, when I heard him whisper, “I’m close.” I kept going, I had never gotten a guy close before just from oral sex, I let him keep fucking my throat and he said it again, “Fuck, I’m close,” and he pushed a few more thrusts and I felt his body tense, his balls tighten and his cock expand and twitch in my mouth as he shot a hot load of cum into my throat. My eyes went wide, and he let loose at least two volleys in my throat and slowly pulled out, another spurt filling the back of my mouth and another on my tongue until his orgasm stopped. I didn’t know what to do, I had never had a guy cum in my mouth before, I felt myself swallow what was in my throat instinctively as he nut, the rest that was in my mouth I wanted to spit out, so I jumped up and ran to the bathroom sink to spit it out. Coughing cum out of my throat, but there was no getting around it, I swallowed a good amount of Bryce’s cum. I could certainly taste it in my mouth as I swallowed and spit, then rinsed my mouth. Turns out cum doesn’t just rinse out, I had little choice but to let the flavor linger in my mouth. I heard him laugh, “Sorry man, I tried to warn you, when you didn’t pull off I thought you wanted me to cum in your mouth.” He confessed. I wasn’t mad, just a little grossed out, “it’s fine,” I said, wiping my face off, and walking back to where he was on the bed. “Fuck that felt good though,” he smiled a very sexy smile, dimples and all. Still wrapping my mind around what just happened I just agreed with him and picked up my underwear. "Are you leaving?" He asked. Again, I'm not a pro at random hookups, but in my experience, once the top blows his load…it's kinda over. Especially if I'm not already close to blowing my load. He could see the confusion on my face and snatched my briefs from my hand, tossing them across the room to the couch. He pushed me back into the bed, pushing me up so he could climb on the bed between my legs. My dick went from limp to rock hard in 2 seconds flat. He spread my legs wide so he could get a better look at the entire area, then dove into my dick getting it sloppy wet. He didn't struggle at all to take me into his throat, it was impressive and intimidating, but man did it feel good. I could help but moan softly while squirming from the pleasure. He then went down to my balls, sucking each one hard enough that it triggered my pain sensor before he would drop it from his mouth. Licking further down, and instantly blowing my mind, he started to rim my hole. I let out a moan that sounded like "Oh my God" but none of the consonants came out. He took that as a sign to continue lifting my legs to expose my hole for him some more, placing a pillow under my ass. Then diving back in, his tongue pushing into my tight pucker two or three times before he came up for air. "Damn that's a tight hole, you don't get fucked often do you?" I sat up on my elbows, "no, I'm mostly with women," o felt the need to remind him. Though that comment seemed to not register at all. He came up, wiping the wetness off his face his dick now rock hard again next to mine and his soft balls dangling on my hole. Like magic, he had the little brown bottle and was uncapping it for me. I understood the drill now and inhaled deep twice for him. My head started to spin, that rush came over me again. He capped the bottle and headed it to me. He reached for the lube on the nightstand and was pouring a generous amount into his hand. He smeared most of it onto my hole, gently he pushed in a finger, then a second with ease thanks to the poppers and lube. I was just enjoying all the pleasure he was offering up. He started slowly stroking himself, adding lube to his dick and then a little more to the fingers playing with my hole. "Take another hit," he suggested. I wanted that rush, though the last one hasn't worn off yet, but I did as he told me. A quick hit on each side. As he did his cock up and down my crack. "No, you have really inhale," he smiled grabbing the bottle and showing me how he did it. Then he passed it back, giving me a, "go ahead" nod. I took two really big hits this time, I thought I would pass out this time, but man everything felt so good, every little touch was tingling through my body. "There you go," said, rubbing his dick up and down my crack some more. Adding some lube as he paused right at my hole, his tip adding just enough pressure to feel where it opens but not pushing in. He let out a soft moan, "Man I want to fuck this tight ass," he continued to gently hump me so his cock slid up and along my balls. Leaning over me, he felt huge, over me, he leans in and gives me a peck on the lips. Then another and this time I instinctively kissed him back. Wow, he's a really good kisser. His tongue invaded my mouth the way it had my hole only moments ago. His hips were thrusting his cock up and down my crack, I couldn't help but wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his back as we made out with a passion I've never experienced with a man. I swear my hole slightly opened from the amazing pleasure I was getting from all the ways his body was touching mine, especially his hard dick sliding across my hole. "Mmm, can I stick in you?" He asked then started kissing my neck. "Ummmhmmm," I managed to moan. "Raw?" He whispered into my ear. My horny brain had nearly flatlined, but still had enough sense to say, "mmm, condom." He kept kissing my neck as he reached over to the nightstand, pulling one from the open box and then knocking the box to the floor. He returned to my mouth, and humped me some more, "Let me open you up before I put it on." He broke our kiss and sat on his heels, putting one of my ankles on his muscular shoulders as he maneuvered his dick head to the center of my hole and started to push before I could object. It stung, but my hole gave in quicker than it has in the past. I took in a sharp breath, "Ah, fuck man…just, just a few strokes ok?" I said through grit teeth, trying to relax. "Yeah, like a hundred," he grinned, slowly pushing into me. "Oh, mmmm, no, ugh, like ten," I managed to say. "Twenty and I'll wrap up," he negotiated as he slowly bottomed out inside me. "Ungh…fine, be gentle, I'm not a porn star," I reminded him. "Take another hit, it will help you relax and adjust." He held his dick at the hilt waiting for me. I slid my hands around the bed until I felt the little brown bottle I quickly to two big hits, then he did the same and then held it under my nose for two more. My head spinning, I felt my body give in to his iron-hot dick inside me. He slowly started to pull out, then push back in. "That's it, open up for me," he whispered. I tried to relax, the pain and pleasure of his dick was intense, but the pleasure was so good it almost didn’t matter that it came with the pain. His first few strokes were slow enough it was easy for me to keep count, I wasn’t at first but I was able to pick up at around stroke 6 because that one went a little deeper and brought back that twinge and a little bit of a yelp from me, “ungh, shit, easy, easy,” I whispered. “It’s ok, feel my dick inside you, fuck doesn’t that feel so good,” he gave me another three deep strokes in quick succession. “Mmm, yeah, fuck dude,” my hand stopped pushing on his abs to prevent him from going deeper and I started rubbing my fingers through my hair. He leaned in to kiss me, I didn’t hesitate to accept it this time, moaning on the deepest and hardest stroke yet, somewhere around 14 or 15 I guessed. His tongue deep in my mouth as he moaned into me and I moaned back, wrapping my legs around him as my hands explored his strong back. It felt so good. A few more strokes and I knew we were beyond 20, just to be sure I counted 5 more before I broke our kiss, “ungh, condom, oh fuck,” I felt my hips rocking up into him on his next downstroke. He thrust balls deep and sat up, “fuck, I wasn’t counting,” he laughed, “was that already 20?” He started reaching around the bed looking for the unopened condom, still balls deep in me. “You’re so tight, I would’ve guessed you were a virgin,” he joked, tearing the condom open with his mouth. I was in a fog of pleasure, “nah, just don’t get fucked often,” I said out of breath. He slowly pulled out of me, then tapped his cock on my hole, “felt so good in you raw,” he smiled at me, pulling the condom from it’s wrapper. “Yeah, for me too,” was all I could think to say. He rolled the condom down his shaft, adding a little more lube, then quickly lined back up with my hole and started pushing in slowly. “Unnnnh, fuck,” I moaned. “Fuck, so tight,” he pushed my knees up by my head and bottomed out. He started slow but quickly got up to a fucking pace. Alternating between hard and fast and then slow and sensual. His dick was hitting me in all the right spots, so I started jerking myself off best I could with my legs pinned to my chest. It was all too much, he was so sexy and his sex felt so good, I wasn’t going to last too long. After a few minutes he pulled out, “roll over,” he said, helping me onto my stomach. He climbed on top of me and sank his dick in one hard thrust. “Ah, fuck, easy man,” I moaned. His arms slipped under mine, gripping my shoulders from underneath so he could pull himself into me with every thrust, “mmm, fuck,” I murmerd. “Yeah, you like this dick in you don’t you?” he whispered in my ear and then kissed my neck. “Mmm, yeah, fuck it feels so good,” I could barely speak. He kept fucking me like this for a few more minutes and then pulled out, catching his breath, “fuck I got close,” he laughed, “not ready to cum again yet.” I rolled back onto my back, propping a pillow under my head as he put one under my ass again. I watched him pull the condom off his dick slowly and toss it on the night stand. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Need another one, this one’s done,” he said. Which I didn’t really understand. “It broke?” I asked, slowly stroking my dick. “Yeah, you’re tight,” he said, reaching for the lube again, adding some to his dick. Then using his slick hand to stroke my dick. I let him jerk me off a little and I reached for the poppers. He kept jerking me with one hand and used his other hand to jerk himself with his cock head rubbing my hole. It felt so good. I took a deep hit on one side, then the other. The rush came over me again, fuck everything feels so good. I took over jerking myself, I was determined to cum. He continuted jerking himself off on my hole, adding a little more pressure, then a little more until the head was back in me and my hole clamped onto his dick. Using both hands to spread my legs while he pushed just the tip in and out of my hole. “Mmmm, fuck that feels good,” I moaned. “Yeah?” he asked. “Yeah,” I breathlessly and furiously jerked my dick and flexed my hole. “Want me to give you a few more raw strokes?” he asked. I opened my eyes, still stroking my dick, “I don’t know man.” “Just like, ten more, I’ll count them out and then I’ll put on another condom to finish,” he promised. I didn’t say anything and he slowly pushed his dick all the way in and we both moaned at the pleasure of the raw sex. He bottomed out and then slowly pulled out. Pushing back in he counted, “mmm, one.” I moaned, spreading my legs and beating my dick as his cock slide across my prostate, “mmm.” “Two…ungh,” he pushed deep and my ass clenched as he hit that button inside me. “Ungh, fuck, I’m getting close man,” I warned him. “Three,” he went in harder and faster. I felt myself start to boil over, every thrust bringing me closer to liftoff, “oh fuck.” “Four,” he thrust. I clenched my ass on his thrust and he hit my prostate hard, “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” I warned. “Do it,” he thrust, harder and deeper. “Oh fuck,” my toes curled as he spread my legs and thrust harder and deeper into me, hitting that spot again. “Fuck, I’m cumming,” I nearly shouted as my body convulsed and my ass clenched on his cock as it thrust into me again, “ungh,” I moaned and my balls tightened. He thrust harder into me again, “uhhh,” I groaned as the first blast shot out onto my chest, he thrust and the second shot out even harder, then another thrust and I felt the rest of my cum spurt out and pool in my belly button. “Oh fuck,” I groaned. He held there, deep in me as I caught my breath. “Fuck that felt good,” I said out of breath as my orgasm subsided and I became keenly aware that his huge dick was still balls deep in me. Like a switch flipped and what was the most amazing feeling in the world was now trending towards painful. He slowly started to pull out and then thrust back into me, “ow, fuck,” I groaned. “That’s five,” he grinned. “Are you close?” I asked, pushing on his abs again He thrust again, “Six.” He held there, “getting there, going to take longer when I put the condom back though.” He thrust hard, “Seven.” I clenched my teeth, “ungh, fuck dude.” “Eight,” he thrust a little deeper, my ass clenching on his dick. “I’m not sure I can take much more,” I was struggling and it seemed like his dick was only getting bigger. He thrust a little more gently, “ungh, Nine…do you want me to pull out and put a condom on?” He thrust again, “Ten.” “Ungh, fuck,” I pushed on his abs, “I don’t know dude, I think you need to pull out.” He handed me the poppers, “try these.” I quickly took two deep hits and that rush came back over me, it definitely helped. He saw it hit me and started to thrust again, one, two more, then a third. I was pushing on his abs still, “wait, a condom.” “Ok, yeah, but you’ll still let me finish right? I’m close now but I won’t be with the condom on, you know how it is,” he thrust into me again. “How close?” I asked as he kept thrusting with a slow rhythm. “Mmm, fuck dude, it feels so good like this, I’ll cum quick if you let me,” He leaned down, smearing my cum between us as he kissed me and thrust hard into me. “Fuck, ok, just hurry, and don’t cum in me,” I mumbled. He kissed my neck and held my hips, I wrapped my arms around me as he started to fuck me faster and faster. It still hurt but I didn’t want to punk out and make him jerk off, so I just held on and let him use my hole. “Fuck you feel so good,” he whispered in my ear. Curling his body into me with every thrust. “Are you, ungh, are you close?” I asked again. Trying not to ruin his concentration and delay his orgasm. “Mmm, yeah, getting there,” he kept his steady rhythm, thrusting hard into me. “Fuck man,” I groaned, “I need you to hurry.” I clenched and tried to relax, though thankfully his precum was adding lube to my hole with every thrust, but it wasn't enough to make it feel good. “Ok, mmm, but you gotta let me nut in you,” he moaned in my ear. “What?” I asked. “I’m gonna hurry, but please let me cum in you, it feels so good,” he thrust harder and deeper, a little off rhythm. “Fuck man,” I groaned, “fine, just hurry, ungh,” his thrusting was really digging deep. Another minute of fucking me sensually, “I’m close, oh fuck, I’m so close,” he kissed me. I moaned, I felt his dick starting to swell, his thrust getting shorter but deeper. “I’m about to cum,” he said then continued to kiss me. A few more erratic thrusts, he broke our kiss and looked me in the eyes, “Oh shit, I’m cumming,” one hard deep thrust and I felt his dick twitch and the warmth of his hot load erupting inside me, a second thrust smearing it around and unloading more boiling cum as lube for another and another thrust. “Oh fuuuuck,” he groaned. His orgasm felt so good I couldn’t help but moan with him, “Oh fuck, mmm,” I held on tight to him without thinking, my legs warped around him, pulling him into me as his dick continued to spasm inside me and his body clenched and unclenched a few more times. “Oh my God,” he breathlessly lay on top of me. We both caught our breath, just laying there in orgasmic bliss. His cum lubed my hole so nicely that the pain I was feeling instantly disappeared and his last few thrust felt so good, it blew my mind. Not two minutes ago I wanted nothing more than for him to pull out, but now I wanted him to stay inside me. His cock deflated though and slowly the tightness of my ass pushed him out. He rolled off of me, both of us covered in my cum, his cum dripping out of my ass. “I need a quick shower before I go,” I told him. “Yeah, no problem,” he pointed to the closed bathroom door. I slowly and awkwardly got up, as though my body was broken and nothing quite worked the way it had before he fucked me. I took a quick shower, rinsing the cum off of me. He lay naked on the bed, watching me as I got dressed quickly but trying not to look like I was getting dressed as quickly as possible. “I’m going to be here all weekend if you want to go again,” he broke the silence. “Yeah, maybe, I don’t really do this often,” I tried to be noncommittal. Truth is I had no intention of doing this again, it was hot, but now that it was over I had no interest in sex with any guy. Which was an issue I had to work out over the next couple of years on my own. My subway ride home was long and uncomfortable. I was sure everyone on the train knew I just let a guy I just met, a stranger fuck me and shoot his load into me, a load that was still slowly leaking into my underwear. I got home around 5 am and passed out pretty quickly. The next morning I checked my email, there were dozens of new responses to the listing that I forgot I had posted, one email from Bryce. “He, last night was awesome. I’m so glad we got to meet up, really glad that you let me get those first few strokes in raw, though the last few raw strokes were even better! I hope we can do it again before I leave, if not I’ll hit you up the next time I’m in the city. I can tell you felt weird about letting me nut in you but don’t worry, I got a check-up before coming to town and everything came back negative. I’ll email you the results for your own piece of mind when I get back. Let me know if you’re in the mood to get fucked again, I’ll obviously wear a condom the entire time if that gets me back inside you. Hope to see you again, Bryce.”

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

I got off the plane nervous as hell. Not only was I a month and a half away from starting college in a city I’d never been to before, but I was also about to see my father for the first time in years. When I was 10 my parents divorced, more accurately my dad completely disappeared one day leaving only divorce papers. My mom never really talked about it but I think she had known it was coming and was fully willing. She never talked bad about my father to me but I had overheard her and her friends call him a faggot before and alude to him being gay. When I had been accepted to NYU I hadn’t really thought much of it. My mom had forced me to apply because of some vague connection my father had that could make it really cheap. Little did I know cheap meant a full ride, which was great because my stepdad had refused to let my mom spend any money on my college. That’s why I was meeting my dad again, the full ride didn’t include housing so I had to live with him. My mom had apparently still had a number of his and gave it to me to call. When I had my dad had been really excited to have me stay with him, acting as if we hadn’t not talked in nearly a decade. I had decided it would be good to move in a bit early so that I had time to adjust before classes started. As I walked towards baggage claim I saw a large bulky man, a few inches shorter than I was, which was most people since I was 6’2. He was incredibly thick with muscle wearing tight black jeans a black tank top and a leather jacket. He had a thick beard and a shaved head. The man walk up to me and hugged me “How are you son” he boomed “it feels like forever since I’ve last seen you” I realized that it’s man was my father, his face did look similar I just hadn’t seen it past the beard. The dad I had know was your average clean cut family man. “That’s because it has been” I mumbled “I guess it has” my dad chuckled “ well I already got your bag so let’s head to the Uber I got waiting” he said putting his arm around me as he lead me out. It was a long drive but on the way my dad began explaining where I would be living. “Well I don’t actually own the house, it’s my husbands, but with the prenup our assets are still separate” my dad explained to my shock. So my mom hadn’t been lying when she called him a faggot. “He’s out on business right now but should be home in a week or two I’m sure you’ll love him” “Hmm I bet” I said half heartedly. I didn’t know what I had expected but it wasn’t that my dad had abandoned his family to go be gay in New York. We soon pulled up in front of a large brownstone. “Nice place” I mumbled as we got out of the car. “Thanks I’m sure you’ll love it” my dad said as we walked inside. Once inside he took off his jacket, revealing that not only was he now totally covered in hair, but he was also covered in tattoos. He showed me up to the guest room where he left me to unpack. As I began unpacking I noticed that the last guest hadn’t taken everything with them, in one of the dresser drawers was a tiny pink thong. Too scared to touch it I just left it be. I noticed some other things had been forgotten too, a small brown vial and a small black pouch. I looked at the vial but the label had clearly been ripped off. I tried to smell it and was hit with a strong chemical odor that made me feel light headed. It smelt kinda good in a weird way like sharpies and as I kept sniffing it I felt myself warm up a little a get kinda horny. I ran up and locked the door before I striped naked and began stroking my cock while sniffing the vial. I began to wonder what was in the pouch and when I opened it I saw a small metal teardrop with a gem sticking out a rod from the thick part. It was cover in something, I tried smelling it but the chemical smell was stuck in my nose so instead I licked it. It tasted amazing and I soon popped the entire thing in my mouth, sucking it like a ring pop. Soon after I started sucking it I felt something in my ass, almost like an itch from the inside. I reached down with one finger to feel and was shocked when it slipped straight into my asshole. As I pulled it out a ripple ran through my body that felt amazing. I had the urge for something more substantial than a finger and remembered the metal thing in my mouth. As I huffed th vial I took the metal teardrop towards my asshole. As I pushed it against my ring I felt ripples of pleasure until all at once it popped in sending a shockwave through me that made me cum immediately.

need random bareback sex pigs to breed my fucking cum hole tonight in hells kitchen

Thank You, Sir. i did not grow up with computers.

I'm all about the anon meetups and bookstore meets. Not really comfortable with public parks or rest stops or public restrooms but I would never say never. "NPNC" and all the people on apps that are about relationships or long term... fine for them, not interested. If they aren't flexible about things then it isn't going to work out. I'm married and on the DL. I have had a bunch of guys cluck at me for that, but too bad. I don't ask them to change and I'm not going to change. Am I a terrible person? Yeah, probably. Whatever.

Two days ago, I notice my back passenger side tire needed some air after I clock out of work. It was 12:50 in the morning. I head to the gas station to get air for the tire. There was another person using the air pump station. When the driver left I notify the clerk to turn on. I didn’t realize the first station has a button to turn on. But I went back to notify the clerk attendant inside to turn on. The customer inside talking to the clerk went out to help me. He was an “straight” tall guy type of guy. He stood about 5’10” tall, stocky muscle build. Clean cut Puerto Rican man. I was secretly finding him attractive. He talked to me while helping check the tire. Out of nowhere he asked me if I was into guys. I was caught off guard. I said yes to him. He said to me: “You think you wanna fool around? That should be plenty of air for the tire. Let just drive over the other end of the block. No one can’t see us. It late night anyways” I replied “Sure, would love to…” I followed him and parked next to him. He got into my car. Unzipped and he let me sucked. I was in pure heaven. His cock was big and thick. I sucked him eagerly. He moaned a lot. I went down to the base of his cock. His cock smelled musky. I moaned back. To show I was enjoying him. He blurted out “You like my dick? You never had anyone big like mine?” I cooed with a yes. I really enjoyed his cock. I kept deep throating him. He was enjoying it. He said he wanted to fuck me. He ordered me to take off my pants. He spit on my hole and slid with one stroke. I yelped in pain. But I was enjoying his cock. I panted so much. I told him he making me feel in heat. He fucked me mercifully doggie style. Slapping my ass and grabbing my cheeks. Gripping my hips firmly. I kept moaning. I bucked back into his thrust each moment. I clench on his cock to let him know I wanted him badly. He gripped my hair and my neck and cum inside me loud. He slid out and we both notice my car was all fogged up. We both laugh. We didn’t notice it was 2:50 AM in the morning. I cleaned out the windows. Holding in his cum as I cleaned the windows. He was satisfied and wanted more next time. We exchanged numbers and parted our way to home. That was the first time I have ever had a man that I never met talked to me out bluntly of my sexuality. And wanted some action. 😄

14. I lay on my bed for a minute enjoying the two big loads in my hole and listening to Mike get fucked. Mike was moaning like the slut I know knew he was and begging to be bred. I knew as I listened to him that even the two loads I had just taken weren’t enough for the night. I got out my phone to find another top. I had a few messages waiting for me. The nerdy guy from earlier had responded recently. He was free and still horny. I told him I had just taken two loads and was hungry for more. “On my way,” was his only response. I lay back and listened to Mike’s top build to orgasm. “Fuck yes, take my fucking load you slut!” “Breed my hole” “Fucking take it!” “Fill me up” “Take my…” there was a roar, several more slams of flesh against flesh and then a dull panting. After a long pause there came a smack, followed by a gruff, “thanks,” and then “I’ve gotta get going.” “Thanks for the load Sir,” Mike said. I could hear the top gathering his things and then the door opening and closing without another word. Mike appeared in my doorway, completely naked except for his cage. He was about to open his mouth when the buzzer went off. I got up saying, “that’ll be for me.” As I walked past him to ring the nerd up I pecked Mike on the cheek and gave one of his pert nipples a little tweak. “Another? Already? Good boy,” he said in reply. “Well,” I grinned, “hearing you get fucked after my last guy came made me want more. So…” there was a knock on the door. I opened it, dressed only in a jock, and let the nerd into the apartment. He grabbed me and kissed me as he closed the door behind him. “I’ve got a four day load I’m ready to blow, take my clothes off,” he said, breaking the kiss. Unbuttoned his shirt as we still kissed, feeling his smooth chest, and hard nipples. Slowly I slid my hands down to his pants, the thick hair of his treasure trail entwining around my fingers as I made my way to his belt. I pushed his pants down and left him in only his tight white briefs, the meat of his cock pressing forward in a hefty bulge. “You want me to breed you right here, or you wanna go to a bed room?” I looked behind me, Mike had vanished into his room, “Right here.” He pushed me back till I tripped onto the couch and fell back onto the seat. He shoved his briefs to the floor and his beautiful monstrous cock bobbed forward, bursting from a 1970s level of bush. I grabbed his hips and swallowed him as far as I could. My lips were stretched wide before I’d even gotten half way to the balls. I looked up his chest and watched his eyes roll as I swallowed his cock. His hands held my shoulders tight, and he slowly rocked his cock in and out of my mouth moaning. Froth and heavy spit was starting to build in my mouth, his cock pushed against my tonsils almost making me gag over and over. He fucked his cock deep into my mouth cutting off my airway and holding it there till I gagged. I panted as his cock fell from my mouth. My eyes were watering. I was catching my breath when the buzzer to the apartment went off and Mike’s came padding out of his room still completely naked. “Fuck I didn’t…” the nerd started before he noticed Mike nudity and cage. “Oh don’t worry, I just got bred on that couch myself.” “Another top?” I said between gasps. “Nope, Seamless.” I laughed and grabbed back onto the nerd’s cock and swallowed it down. He twisted his fingers into my hair and started skull fucking me again as Mike waited by the door to collect his seamless. The nerd and I stopped for a moment when we heard the knock on the door. We both looked over, a little surprised that Mike was still completely naked opening the door for the delivery man. A cute short guy in his early twenties stood there holding a bag of food, and looking a little shocked and pleased at the same time. “So I don’t have a cash tip for you but I was hoping you’d accept something else.” “There’s a reason I always take the deliveries to this address,” the guy said and stepped into the apartment. Mike closed the door, took the bag, and dropped to his knees. It was then the guy noticed us, the nerd’s cock still in my mouth. I winked at him and went back to sucking the nerd’s cock. “Who’s that,” the delivery guy asked. “My roommate,” Mike said, as he undid the guys pants, “I finally introduced him to the joys of being a caged bottom. Now its just raw sex all the time here.” “Wanna share these holes,” asked the nerd. “Sure, why not, get on the couch with your roommate.” “Fuck yeah, so long as each of use gets at least one of your loads.” “Don’t worry, you’ll each get bred.” Mike landed hard on the couch next to me. All through the exchange the nerd had never stopped fucking my face and my chin was now slick with spit and phlegm. I looked over and saw Mike starting to gag on a broad veiny uncut cock, swallowing it till a pair of swinging low hanging balls hit his chin. The delivery guy groaned, and I watched out of the corner of my eye as his cock thickened to its full mass in Mike’s mouth. The nerd pulled out, and bent forward. He grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up. “Time for me to get in that pussy, bend over the arm of the couch. That way you can watch your friend get used too.” “Yes Sir!” Thirty seconds later I was bent over with my arms resting on the cushions of the couch, and the nerd was rubbing his massive cock on my hole. Mike was bobbing forward and back, his throat distended each time sucking in the delivery guys cock. “Fuck it,” the delivery guy said, “I need your cunt too. Other arm.” Mike got up and bent over opposite me. The delivery guy moved around and pulled his shirt off. He wasn’t built but he was strong and square with big round brown nipples and a wild pelt of hair all over his chest. He got behind Mike and I watched him slide deep inside my roommate as the nerd pushed inside me. Both of our eyes rolled back and we groaned being once more penetrated. “God your pussy is the best fucking tip,” groaned the delivery guy as he started to hammer Mike. “Fuck me,” I shouted at the nerd. “Holy shit. Your so wet.” “I can feel all the load in your cunt.” I was being hammered into the arm of the couch and split in two. The nerd’s cock felt even bigger inside my hole than it had in my mouth. Old loads were dripping down my balls as he fucked the frothy cum out of my slack hole. Mike was a grunting drooling mess as the delivery guy’s fat uncut cock spread his hole wide. I could feel the couch bouncing back and forth under the force of the two tops assaults. Mike’s face was slack, his eyes unfocused. I was sure I looked equally cock drunk. I could feel precum oozing from my cock, and dripping out of my cage. How had I ever had sex before, this was perfect. This is who I wanted to be. I was a sub cunt. Every cock I took affirmed it again and again. It was like a tinny epiphany that I got to relive with the invasion of each new cock. “Wanna try this one?” the nerd asked. “Fuck yeah, switch.” They changed places, and the thin nerd lined up his cock with Mike’s surely gaped hole. The delivery guy got behind me and pressed into my equally slack cunt. “Fuck man, your roommates even more full of cum than you,” he groaned bottoming out. “I’ve taught him well,” Mike panted between thrusts, “You’re the third cock in him in two hours.” “And six loads today,” I added. “Fuck,” Mike said enviously, “I’ve only got three.” “Well let’s get you each another,” said the nerd. I bucked my ass back onto the delivery guy, enjoying his girth. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he plowed deep inside. Everyone was quiet for a minute the only sounds the grunting of men in heat and the sound of sweaty flesh slapping against flesh. The nerd had his eyes closed, his hands on Mike’s hips, sweat trickling down his chest. His hair curly mop of hair was matted down on his brow. He looked like the perfect image of a vintage porn star. “Fuck, man,” said the delivery guy breathlessly, “swap back. I’m gonna breed Mike’s hole. He owes me for the tip.” “Of course.” They swapped again. The nerd lined up his cock and slid easily into my open hole. My arms had started to cramp, and my back ached a little but his cock made all of that go away. I was about to be filled with another load. It was all I wanted. “Fuck Mike I’m going to breed you,” the delivery guy said, a few moments after returning to Mike’s hole. “Yeah! Give me your load. Take your tip man,” Mike encouraged. “Im going to fucking fill you up.” “Add your load to my cummy hole.” “Fucking cumdump.” “Breed me.” “Fu…” the delivery guy shuddered as he came, slamming in and out of Mike hard with each pulse of his cock. Mike’s body was rocked with each powerful thrust. It seemed to take a long time for him to stop cumming but Mike of course didn’t mind. Seeing Mike get bred seemed to tip the nerd over the edge. I felt the first pulse and clamped down hard on his cock. He let out a roar, pushed hard into my hole. So hard that he suddenly bust past my second hole making a deep low bellow explode out of me. He held still, his cock as deep as it could possibly go as he unloaded. “Thank you,” I panted, “thank you for your load.” Both men recovered slowly and pulled out of us. We each turned to our tops and cleaned their cocks off for them. Then they got dressed. “If either of you ever need a hole again,” Mike started. “You know where to find us,” I finished.

The Poz Ranch Chapter Six Cody was still bent over the table, arms above his head restrained, legs spread and restrained at the ankles, and with a blind fold over his eyes. His cock was throbbing, not under his body, but pointed down at the table’s edge. “Cody,” Kace said, “You are about to have the great honor of having Master Jack’s corrupted seed fucked into your neg hole. Your hole will be scarred with his unmedicated strain” I heard someone, I assumed was Master Jack, undressing near by. “Tell me Cody,” Master Jack said, “What is your purpose?” I panicked mentally, then blurted out. “My purpose is to bring pleasure to men’s cocks” “He’s a receptive boy” Kace said. “How are you to provide that pleasure?” “By the use of my mouth and my hole” “And?” That I did not know or figured out. “I don’t know what else, Sir” “You are to be a vessel for the seed of men, but your true desire of seed is for poz seed” I felt a hand run across my ass. It was rough like a working hand. Without warning, I felt his hard thick cock pop through my hole. He pushed hard and my pucker released, allowing him to drive his cock deep into my cum filled hole. I felt the hot cum push out between my pucker and his cock, then run down my thighs. He pushed until his balls were against my ass. “Kace, get under him and collect the cum that is leaking out” I heard Kace move and then felt something cold scrapping up my thighs, collecting the cum. Master Jack started to pull out and the ridge of his cock head pulled more cum out of my hole. As Master Jack fucked me and Kace collected the cum, I could hear them speaking but could not understand it. Master Jack’s hands were on my hips, gripping me tight. Suddenly, he pulled one away and then slapped my ass cheek hard. I yelped from the surprise. “Pain often accompanies pleaser” he said, slapping my ass again. “Some men enjoy inflicting pain on their toys” He was pumping his cock in and out at a steady pace. I struggled to keep my pucker relaxed with his pounding. “Other’s enjoy the power of his toy, bringing him to the brink of the unconscious world, but cutting off his air supply” He fucked me harder as Kace still collected the cum that was being pulled out of my hole by his big cock. I could hear him grunting as he fucked me. “You will find that most men just want to fuck a hole, any hole and shoot their seed deep inside.” “I am a cum whore” I said without being asked. “You are correct Cody and will always be a cum whore. You learned your place quickly” He rammed his cock in harder and harder. I felt the table moving a bit forward with each thrust. He was power driving me with his cock. Harder and Harder. My hole was in pain with each thrust, but I embraced that pain as pleasure. “I’m going to fucking cum and knock up this worthless fucking faggot” he yelled. I closed my eyes under the blindfold and squeezed my pucker the best I could. “That’s it faggot, clamp that sloppy fuck hole around my thick cock. Fucking milk my foul seed into you hole.” He grunted over and over as he pounded me, harder and harder. “Fuck my hole, Sir” I begged, “use me as the fucking toy I am. Inject me with your poz cum.” His hands gripped my hips tighter and he rammed his cock in deep. HIs piss slit opened and his load shot out, over and over. I could feel the heat from his cum coating my insides. As quickly as he shot up my hole, he pulled out and left. I didn’t have time to thank him for his load. “Cody, you have done well” Kace said. I heard him move towards the door, open it and say: “Clean him up and take him back to his cell” I laid there waiting. I heard two sets of foot steps approach me. “Fuck boy, you are a cummy mess” one said with a laugh. The unrestrained me, put the hood over my head and dragged me out of the room. Once in the hall, I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the rooms we passed. Moans were heard mostly, but I did hear sobs coming from others. I was taken to the shower room, I knew that’s where I was from the cold tile floor. “Once the door is closed, you can take off the hood, clean up and then assume the position” With a bit of a slam, the door closed and I set forth my tasks. I turned on the shower to get some hot water, but quickly learned there was none. Bracing myself mentally, I stepped into the cold water and quickly cleaned myself of the wet and dried cum. I brushed a finger in my crack and jumped when it ran across my hole, which was still a little open, but very sore. A thud at the door made me hurry up more. I dried and put my hood back over my head and knelt on the floor with hands behind my back. I was dragged out of the room and put back in my cell. Once inside and with the door locked I took off my hood and discovered two things on my cot. A huge butt plug with a note that said “Up the hole it goes” “Wear it until you are told not to” I picked it up and then saw at the bottom of the sheet of paper was written: “We are watching” I placed the plug at my hole and pushed. It went in slowly and painfully. It took a few tried but I did get it to pop in. My pucker squeezed and twitched as it engulfed the widest part then narrowed. The other thing waiting for me was a covered bowl. I took off the cover and found something that looked like oatmeal waiting for me. I slowly ate the food and laid down to sleep.

The Poz Ranch Chapter Five Secured to the table, my red ass exposed and venerable. I felt him pushing something into my ass, a tube or something. I winced from the slight pain as my sore hole opened for what ever he was putting in it. I felt what was outside my hole move upwards and secured. His foot steps moved away and I heard jars again clanging against each other. “I think your training will skip to the jars of high viral loads of the full blown disease” He carefully moved back to me, carrying multiple jars. I soon felt the warm liquid enter my hole via the tube. It continued to flow. I could feel it slowly filling the inside of my hole. “One jar down” he said, “going to stretch your bowels just like we did your stomach” He started pouring the second jar of cum into the tube and it flowed into me, mixing with the first. My cock was bent down between me and the table aching for attending, drooling pre-cum as my hole was filled with toxic poison. “That’s two, my boy” The third jar was opened and soon was traveling down the tube into my hole. I had no clue how big these jars were or how many loads of cum filled them. My mind imagined men in a big barn hooked up to milking machines, sucking on their hard cocks as they eyes and mind were filled with gay porn through virtual reality googles. My cock pumped a little more pre-cum out at the image of that in my head. “Ready for number three” I moaned. I felt more deadly cum entering my hole. the warmth moved through my bowels and then throughout my body. It felt as if my body was reacting to the cum and starting to crave it. “About to pour number four,” he said, “The record is eight jars. I think you might break it, or we will at least try to” He poured number four, five and six jars of cum into my hole. I could feel my insides filling up and expanding slightly. Once number six was empty, I heard him walk away. I heard more jars hitting one another, but he didn’t return once he had them. He continued to work on something on the other side of the room. My hole twitched around the tube sticking out of it. I wanted more cum in me. The urge to be filled was building into obsession. What ever he was working on did not take long. He moved back to me and opened jar seven and slowly poured it in. This jar was hotter in temperature than the first six. The cum flowed faster inside me. I then heard the pop of jar eight open. “You made it to the record set by a boy named Kevin, who was inflicted with the same sickness as you have.” I moaned my pleasure like a pig in shit does. He popped open jar nine and poured it in. My bowels heated up more as they expanded to take the ninth jar of harmful seed. “I think your hole can take another” he said evilly. I heard the pop and soon felt the heated liquid enter my hole. I could hear his devilish laugh echoing in the room. “Fuck boy, your body much be absorbing the cum” I heard him walk away again, still laughing. I squeezed the tube in my hole, as if I was trying to milk it of the cum that was still in it. “Master Jack please” he said, “Yes I’ll hold” There was a little pause and then he said: “Good Evening Master Jack,” Kace said, “I am working with Cody, the new inductee.” “Yes Master Jack, he is taking to his first lesson well. I don’t think he enjoyed the ass paddling as much as I did.” he said with a laugh. There was a pause on this side of the conversation for an about a minute. “I wanted to inform you that he has broken the record for the number of jars of ejaculate introduced into his hole.” Another pause. “Yes Sir, ten jars. I skipped the protocol of building the levels of toxicity like we did orally and went to the full blown virus level. I think this inductee has promise” Pause in the conversation. “Yes Sir, I will see you when you arrive.” I heard the phone being placed on the cradle and his boots hitting the floor as he moved over towards me. “You my boy are about to get a visitor” he said, “make sure you’re respectful and open to the needs of the guest” I heard him snap his fingers. There were quick steps in the room. This time they did not sound like boots, but bare feet on the floor. I heard equipment being moved and felt hands cleaning me up a bit. “Quickly you useless faggots, you only have seconds to get this area ready.’ I heard faster walking around. “Unless you want the paddle you fucking degenerates, I suggest you more faster” I was a bit taken back, I could hear moving around, fast moving around. Prophet Kace was demanding. There was a Thud! at the door and someone gasped. “Answer the fucking door” Kace shouted. The door knob clicked and the heavy door swung open. “Master Jack, do please come in Sir” a timid voice said. I heard heavy boots on the floor as he moved into the room. The door clicked closed. “Get these useless fag boys out of the room” Master Jack said. “They have still not earned their mark, therefore they must be shunned from any form of pleasure. Unless you have already, escalate their lessons” “I have Master Jack” Kace said, as I heard the boys scurried out like cockroaches in the light. “Now let’s turn our attention to Cody” he said.

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