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Mike had been holding Jeff. A lot. Ever since the kidnapping attempt a week ago Mike had stayed close to him and held him at every opportunity. Mike told himself that he was comforting Jeff and helping him feel safe and secure but inside he knew the he himself needed the solid reassurance of Jeff in his arms to banish the fear and the nightmares. They had tried to take his Jeff! It brought back into focus what was truly important in his life. Jeff for his part was perfectly happy with it. He knew Mike needed to hold him and truth be told he did need the reassurance of Mike’s arms. He had nightmares of his own. Something open and trusting in him had died that day. The only good thing that had come of it was that he and Mike were closer than ever. Jeff could not say they had been drifting apart. They had so many people to love in the family that they had started forgetting to let the other know who would always come first. They always acted that way but sometimes you need to heat it. Mike had a newly found brother who was also a lover and they connected on a level no one else could understand. Jeff loved John just as much as Mike did but they both forgot to remind the other that they loved each other more. Then there was the newly married Hank and Buzz while the loved each other both had a deep seeded need to please Mike and get his approval and both adored and worshiped Jeff. Jeff recalled the time three weeks before their wedding that had been one of the few times Hank and Buzz together did something that displeased Mike and Jeff so much that they had come up with a punishment that they would never forget. They had gone on a quick 3 day trip to a secluded seaside chalet where they had no cellphone service and each had assumed the other had told Mike and Jeff. By the end of the first day of them not answering their phone Mike and Jeff had been in a panic. They had a standing order that each was to check in daily and review things with Mike so he could make decisions for them. It was part of the deal. When two days later the guilty pair came driving up and casually walking in Jeff discovered just how much like his mother in full high drama mode he could sound. Every excuse was turned into further insult and shouts of “Irresponsible! Do you know how worried I was? I thought you were lying dead in a ditch somewhere!” rang through the house. He managed to keep himself from repeating the final line though “Just wait til; I tell your father!” never passed his lips. Their authority figured already knew and he smoldered “Your moth… err…. Jeff has not slept a wink for three days! You two will march up to your room where you will sit quietly and THINK about what you did while Jeff and I consider what to do about this. Go! Now!” Jeff was not the only one who could sound like his mother and Mike’s mother was just as good at high drama. The two massive football players looked at each other then at Mike and Jeff and in unison said “Yes Daddy” and meekly marched up the stairs to their room looking ashamed and followed by Jeff's shout of “And keep your hands off each other! This is a punishment not an invitation to play touch and tickle!” It took them hours to calm down and longer for Jeff to convince Mike that flogging would leave scars. The punishment the came up with was so evil and twisted that Jeff was sure neither of the guilty pair would ever set a toe close to that particular line again. Mike and Jeff had been invited to be Grand Masters at a Pride parade in the home town of Buzz and Hank’s biggest division rivals. The spectators were shocked to see Buzz and Hank. Two very recognizable faces who were not well liked as they had knocked the home team here out of the playoffs last year, kneeling in boots, a harness and very brief leather shorts in front of Jeff and Mike on the very first float in the parade. Each had a dog collar around their necks with a leash running to holders on Mike and Jeff’s wrists. The only other thing they were wearing was a ball gag stuffed in their mouths. The spectators loved it. When the parade ended outside the city’s famous 100 year old bath house Mike and Jeff marched them up the steps and into the large pool area where two slings had been set up. Hank and Buzz were strapped in and bound tightly their legs in the air and a queue lined up to take a crack at them Mike and Jeff monitoring and making sure there were no shenanigans. One guy caught Jeff’s attention. Taller and thinner than Mike in full leathers with a cock almost as big he was covered in tattoos including a prominent biohazard tattoo on his stomach looked questionably at Mike who nodded and the guy stepped between Buzz’s legs and slid in bare. He looked like an evil spider with his long thin limbs wrapped around the healthy star quarterback pumping his shat in and out of that muscle ass shuddering as he groaned and shot toxic cum into the already infected ass slapping Buzz’s cheek hard as he yanked out and rested a while before returning to do the same to Hank. They each took about 15 loads of the rival team’s fan's cum. Both of them seething but not willing to make the slightest protest. Mike and Jeff had ordered them not to protest. When they were finally let up Mike shoved plugs up their asses and told them their night was not over yet Returning to their hotel suite, Mike sent the two into the smaller bedroom and waited. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Jeff let in two huge men. Both defensive linemen from the local team who had complained loudly and publicly when they lost. "You know the deal" Jeff said and the flipped a coin to see which one would get fucked by Jeff and which straight muscle cherry Mike would bust. They were wiling to get bred for a chance at a revenge fuck on Hank and Buzz the one getting bred by Mike would get Buzz. The two bent over offering their asses to a breeding that would give them far more than they bargained for. Jeff and Mike were not gentle even though these two were both virgins. They did use lube to speed the process up. Jeff rammed in balls deep in one stroke causing a squeal Mike took a bit longer because of his size but when he rammed the rest of his shaft in a bellow like a bull who had just stepped on his own balls echoed through the suite. Mike and Jeff just pounded the two intent on cumming as fast as the could not giving a fuck how the two under them felt about it. The each came in about five minutes. The thought of pozzing these two assholes speeding the process as they loaded the unsuspecting athletes with HIV tainted cum. “Ok you two can come out now” Mike called, Buzz and Hank coming into the room and glaring at the two rival players waiting for them. Buzz’s mouth opened and Mike snapped “Not a word! Now you two come over and show these two a good time, Make sure they get off in your asses. You can start by kneeling and sucking their cocks” Both red faced and walking like they had a broomstick up their ass they crossed the room and knelt. “Yeah pretty boy come wrap your lips around this big cock. I bet you been wanting it for years” The one said to Buck as he grabbed his hair and forcefully fucked his mouth. The sound of Hank and Buck gagging filled the room for a few moments then they were bent over chairs, their plugs pulled out and the rival players mounted them, rammed in and rutted in their nasty cum filled asses before adding one more load to each. Once the two jerks got dressed and left Jeff looked at the two thoroughly used jocks and placing one hand on his hip shook a finger in their faces. “Now! I hope you two have learned your lesson! You will always let Mike or I know when you are going to be out of contact!” “Yes Mommy” they said in unison identical fond smiles on their faces. Jeff’s eyes narrowed but Mike just started to laugh. ****************** comments and suggestions welcome!

“Now let’s call this doctor of yours.” she said with a sly grin. More to cum Amy ordered me to call the doctor and invite him over to Jason’s house as soon as he could be there. She was already cooking up a way to get our test results fixed to get us into the Swinger’s Party on campus. I called the Doc and he told me the best he could be there was midnight. We all agreed we’d be there, but Amy was going to be elsewhere. Jason and Andy paired off in the master bedroom leaving me alone with Amy. I tried to get hard for her, but it was useless. I was a “faggot bottom” now as she called me. We were right across from the campus, and she knew there was a cruisy restroom just a few hundred feet from Jason’s front door. She gave me the location and demanded that I go suck some cock and more if they were willing. I agreed and out the door I went. I still had about 5 hours before Doc would be at Jason’s. I walked across the street and into the empty admin building, down the stairs to the bathroom that Amy told me was a cruisy restroom. I pushed open the first door the creaked loudly and then slammed shut behind me. The second was just as heavy and creaked twice as loud, but I still saw feet scrambling from understalls and at the urinals. There had to be at least 8 guys in the bathroom. I had never been in this bathroom. It was absolutely massive. It had 6 urinals and 5 stalls with one of them being a huge handicap stall. I noticed all of the stalls were taken, and there were two sets of feet in the handicap stall. Plus, there were 3 guys lingering at the urinals. I moved to wash my hands at the sinks. I caught one of the boys staring at me. I made eye contact with him and gave him a wink in the mirror. With that signal, he took a step back from the urinal and showed me his hard cock. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his stiff member. He was huge thick 9 inches. I bent at the waist and swallowed his huge cock. I soon fell to my knees. I soon felt the presence of another cock. I pulled back and another cock was pushed into my face. This one was smaller, but still a heavy 7inch rod. From the handicap stall, I could hear the tell-tale signs of someone being fucked. I pulled my shorts down baring my ass with just my jock on while I sucked the 7incher. I felt someone spit on my hole, not that it was needed as I still had Jason’s tainted cream in me. Whoever it was he had a huge cock he sank his thick cock in me as I flipped from the 7 to the 9 in my mouth. I couldn’t see, but I could tell the whole bathroom had paired off into a suck or fuck fest in a matter of minutes. My goal was to get at least two to follow me back to Jason’s so Jason and Andy could breed them. It wasn’t my place to do that. I was bait. I had my eyes on that huge 9inch cock fella and maybe the guy fucking me as well. Before I could complete my thought, the outer door creaked open. Everyone almost instantly snapped to attention. I quickly pulled my shorts up and took my place at an empty urinal. Just as the outer door slammed shut the inner door burst open and in stepped two campus cops. They both stepped up to the sinks to wash their hands, and as if on cue we all filed out of the bathroom. Knowing our fun was over. All in all 12 guys filed out of the bathroom, some went one and some the other while the cops just took their time in the bathroom. Luckily for me, the kid fucking my ass, the 9insher and the 7incher all walked the same way. I caught up with them albeit I was walking a little funny. I asked them if they were up for more fun in a more private setting. They all gave me a resounding yes. I told them to follow me. Within minutes, we were back at Jason’s front door. I ushered my 3 guests into Jason’s living room to Jason sucking the doctor, who got off early, and the doctor was sucking Andy. Within in seconds the whole room was naked and I was back in the same position. Taking the huge cock back in my ass while I was on my hands and knees sucking the 7 and 9. I just realized. I never got their names, Andy moved over to me and pushed his 8inch cock into the mix right next to the 9inch boy. He let his hands move over the boys body tweaking his nips which led to a deep moan from the boy. He let his hands wander to his ass, then he moved to his body kissing and sucking his exposed skin, licking and sucking his nips while starting to finger his ass. The boy whispered,”I am a top?” Andy assured him that he knew that he was, but gently lapped at his tender hole with his tongue. The boy let out a loud crude moan and filled my mouth with so much precum that I thought he came. Jason meanwhile, looking a whole more healthier than he did just hours ago was doing the same thing to the 7incher and doc was doing his best to turn the kid fucking me. I wondered who would hit pay dirt first. Andy had his bend over the couch cushions moaning so load that I thought Andy was already fucking him, but all he had was 3 fingers and his mouth on his ass. Jason had his on the floor legs up and was tonguing his ass while the boy slowly jerked his cock. Doc was behind his soon to be bottom with a bottle of poppers held up to this nose and doc’s 9inch cock poised to slip into his ass. The boy was still fucking me with slow deliberate thrusts, but each time he went back he began to impale himself on doc’s hard missile. His eyes went wide when Doc’s hard cock slid home. The boy yelped in pain and moaned in pleasure as Doc held him in place then let him go allowing the boy to fuck himself on Doc’s cock as he fucked me. Soon the boy was fucking himself on Doc’s cock to fuck my bug-filled bum. HE bit my back in anger at himself as he slowly deflowered himself willingly on Doc’s massive member. He was going to be the only one losing his cherry that night. Little did any of them know what cherries they were going to lose that night. More to cum Love the feedback Joey

Adding yet another story of mine here to also share and also to remember. So like few days ago I was doing a quick business travel out of town so I knew I wanted to have some fun. I was texting a while ago with a guy so I wrote him that I'll be in town. This guy was married and very discrete, in our chats he was safe only because of that. But I told him I'm on prep and safe, and tried to convince him to bb to which he gave in slowly. I cleaned and prepped my hole because he has a big cock from the photos, and long. When he arrived we quickly got naked, and I started to suck him. He was really horny and quickly got hard, barely few minutes into sucking he said he was going to Cum in my month, but he can remain hard. He pushed his cock deep in my throat and Cum, quite a lot. Then it was time for him to fuck me, I got on all fours and lubed him a bit, no mention of condoms anymore haha. He went right in as I was loosened up, and began to pump me good. I really liked it as he was fucking me hard, he was getting his cock out and slapping my hole, then back at it. I told him to let me know when he was going to Cum so I can focus to feel it, but after a bit he made some moves and slowed down, and I knew he came. He quickly got dressed and left afterwards, and I pushed and squeezed my hole, with some cum leaking, so I knew I got his second load.

Oh fuck! I connected with a guy the night he got out of prison. He’d been gone seven years. I didn’t realise until we took our first break and were setting up second shots that he just got out; that man was a beast in bed.

this. the more i did it the more addicted i got to raw is law but as free and easy as i am w it now, nothing can replace the thrill of playing russian roulette w dick - not knowing which one would have the bullet it's a weird trauma kink id love to eradicate hiv so we can all fuck bare like we were meant to but sometimes in a disturbed way i think "these poor younger guys, they'll never know the thrill of truely dangerous sex at a time when society despised you as a pervert"

Love a nice good midday spontaneous breeding session with a couple. I was finishing up a meeting and opened the apps to see what's around and was hit by a profile of a couple, 35 + 37, nice pics, looked updates and obviously they keep themselves fit (one is a swimmer like me the other is into CrossFit) got to their apartment, was greeted by both at the door and they were already naked so it was only polite of me to join them so I stripped and we immediately started making out. kissing, groping, hands touching everywhere, the both reached my hole together fingered me, wanting to feel the loads I had in me. thats when we moved to the bedroom and I was layed on the bed with my head on the edge, prepped for a throat fuck! they were both around 7-8 inches and nicely thick so it was going to be a fun session! the one started fucking my mouth and the other went to eat my ass a bit before lifting my legs and shoving his dick all the way in, I was groaning with pleasure around the dick in my mouth and his partner took the hint and started going to town on my ass. they didn't want to cum so they switched and I was tasting my ass juices and some of my partners cum while the other slammed fuck me. it lastet about 15 minutes like that before he dumped his load in my hole, pulled out and switched so his partner can load me up too and soon after I was rewarded by a lovely load. we were making out on the bed for a bit and I was cleaning both of them (I love ass to mouth!) and they both got hard again, I rose myself and started riding one of them while the other got up and gave me his dick to suck. they said the second load is going to take some more time if I had it and I just squeezed the cock in my hole to indicate I am game. After a while of switching between who's fucking me and who's dick I am sucking I pulled the dick out of my mouth and asked if he wanted to join his partner. at first he didn't understand what I meant but after a moment he got it and he moved behind me and started shoving his dick next to his partner. I fucking love this feeling of being filled!!! They found a good rhythm and I guess my tight hole filled by both of them got them going and they soon started cumming in me together adding 2 fresh loads to my hungry hole. After I finished cleaning their cocks again I had to leave for another call but thanked them and promised to visit again.

My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

One of my most exciting moment was on a trail at a park by my place. Got fucked over a downed tree and got all messy being naked bent over it. It was exciting knowingly some guys were watching when they passed by. Plus the police were also around. But luckily did not catch us. He finished filling me and I felt a tug and got pushed into the mud as a passer by guy joined the fun. He fucked me rough as my face was pushed in the dirt as he pumped away. When he finished he left fast and never saw him don't know age or color but it was fun. I was so muddy and dirty from head to toes when I got back to my car.

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I laid next to Adrian, as he wrapped his big muscular arms around me, and held me close to his body. I could feel his soft cock nestled against my ass, which was still leaking his cum. His poz cum I reminded myself. What the fuck had I done. I tried to fall asleep, but I was restless, fighting the thoughts in my head and had a tough time falling asleep. Meanwhile, Adrian was out cold sleeping next to me. I could not believe I was spooning with a gay man, with his cock resting against my freshly opened ass. Eventually, after what felt like several hours, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up, after what felt like I had just fallen asleep. I felt something hard poking at my ass, and I was trying to remember where I was and what was going on. "Baby girl is finally up. You were out cold, must have been exhausted after Daddy fucked that ass last night. We need to get going soon, but Daddy wants another crack at that ass before we go." It all came running back to me, and I remembered I was in some strangers hotel room, and what was poking at my ass was his hard cock. My asshole felt wet, and I remembered it was full of two of this guys cum loads. Poz cum loads. My body shuttered at the thought of poz cum being in my ass. "What's going on fag boy. I can see your brain going a thousand miles an hour. I bet you have a lot of thoughts in that head right now. Thats perfectly normal for a freshly turned white fag boy. Tell Daddy what you're thinking". I explained to Adrian that I was nervous as hell about getting HIV, and I couldn't figure out why his cock felt so good in my ass, even though I was straight. I began to tear up and sob, telling Adrian that I couldn't be gay. "Listen to me boy. You can tell me you're straight all you want, but the way your ass turned out for my big black cock last night, the way you were begging for more dick, and the way you were pushing that tight pussy back trying to get more cock in you, told me all I need to know. You are 100% a new white fag boy for black cock. You may have came into this room last night straight, but you are leaving as a fag boy. You're gonna be begging for cock the rest of your life. The faster you accept that the more fun you're gonna have." I continued sobbing into my pillow, mostly because I knew he was right. My ass was twitching. Adrian had been teasing my hole with his big hard dick as he was talking to me, and I could only think about how I wanted it in me. "Do you want Daddy to fuck that ass again? I can feel that hole moving with my big cock. I think you want me to breed this pussy again. Is that what you want slut?" "Ye....yeah Daddy", I responded. "Yeah Daddy what? Tell Daddy what you want fag." "Fuck my pussy. Fuck me with your cock. Breed my ass with your cum stud." I was drunk again, thinking only of Adrian's big cock in my ass. All common sense had gone out the window. I felt Adrian's body turn onto his back, pulling me with him. Adrian pulled me up so I was sitting on his chest. I looked down at him, and I could see he had his phone out. He was recording this. "What the fuck" I thought to myself, as my heart raced and I panicked. Adrian told me he was recording me begging for his cock, that way I could not try and deny I wanted his cock in the future. "Daddy is gonna hold onto this in case you change your mind in the future. That way the whole world can know you are a little gay slut". At this point I didn't even care anymore. Adrian continued recording, telling me to look at his phone. "Do you wanna be Daddy's little slut boy?" "Yes..." I responded. "Do you wanna ride Daddy's big cock?" Again, I said "yes", almost begging. "This is whats gonna happen. If you ride Daddy's cock, you are agreeing to be Daddy's little sex toy. I'm gonna Poz you. I guarantee it will happen. I'm gonna train that ass to take Daddy's dick, and any other dick Daddy wants to give you. You will be at my beck and call to take dick. Is that what you want?". "Mmphh...ye...YES DADDY", I eagerly responded. "Then get that tight ass on Daddy's dick and fuck yourself", Adrian responded with a little laugh. I reached back and grabbed his cock and worked the big mushroom head to my hole. My ass was still leaking the two loads that Adrian had put in the night before, so lube wasn't even needed. I sat down and slowly impaled myself on his cock. I slowly slid down the big cock, my ass sore from the night before. I winced from the pain of his cock re-entering my hole, but kept sliding down his cock. "That's right fag boy, ride that cock. Daddy can't wait to train your faggot ass." Before long I felt Adrian's pubes scratching at my ass cheeks, and I knew I was finally balls deep. The pain went away and was replaced with pure pleasure. This unlocked something inside of me, and I began bouncing up and down on his dick like my life depended on it. I needed another big poz load in my ass. "Look at my baby boy riding that cock. You're a fucking natural slut. Keep that up you're gonna get my load real quick fag". I noticed Adrian still had his phone out, recording me fucking myself on his cock. "What do you think that girlfriend would say if she saw you riding my big cock. Do you think she know's you're a fag?" he asked me. I didn't answer, and kept fucking myself on his cock. "Answer Daddy's fucking question. Do you think that girlfriend knows you're a cock whore?" "No..no sir..she thinks.. I'm straight sir" I answered, trying to answer between breaths as cock slammed into me. "Used to be straight. You're a cock whore now boy", he answered back. This encouraged me more and I kept bouncing up and down. Before long, Adrian's breathing went ragged and he grabbed my hips and forced me down on his cock. I felt his cock swell up, and then start throbbing another load into my ass. "Mmph fuck yeah fuck boy. I'm putting more poz babies in that tight ass" Adrian roared out as he came. After Adrian came I sat there on his softening dick, feeling what felt like another massive load in my hole. "Fuck I love that pussy" Adrian told me as I sat on his cock. "Clean me up boy. We got a plane to catch". I saw him put the phone down next to him, no longer recording. I climbed off Adrian's cock, and cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue. As I cleaned his cock, Adrian told me what was gonna happen next. "When we get to Georgia tonight this is whats gonna happen. You're gonna dump that worthless girlfriend of yours. Is she meeting you at the airport?" he asked. "Yes Daddy", I responded. "Good, we can save even more time. You will tell her before you even leave the airport. Tell her you are done, and then you will text me. I will be waiting in the parking lot. I will give you a ride from there" "Yes sir" I responded, not even giving a fuck at what he had just told me to do. I didn't care anymore. After I finished cleaning his cock, Adrian got up and got into the shower. I laid on the bed, with his cum dripping from my ass and running down onto the bed. I didn't know what to do while I waited, so I just laid there, not wanting to piss Adrian off. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian came out and got dressed. I watched as his big soft cock bounced in front of his big muscular body. "Fuck this guy is built" I thought to myself as I watched. I must have zoned out, because before long I felt something hit the bed. Adrian had tossed my clothes, phone, and wallet onto the bed. I almost forgot he had taken them the night before. I noticed that Adrian was still holding my boxer briefs, and he was pulling the fabric apart so it ripped into two pieces. "My fag boys don't wear boxer briefs boy. You will go commando today. Daddy will get you some proper undies when we get home. Get in the fucking shower and clean up. Don't you dare push any of those loads out of your hole. I want them leaking out of your ass as you sit on the plane today. Maybe one of them will get you pregnant" Adrian told me, laughing as he told me I would get pregnant. "Also, no fucking cumming until Daddy tells you. I want you horny all fucking day. Is that clear" he commanded. "Yes sir" I got into the shower and felt my hole. It felt so swollen and puffy, but I did not see any blood or anything on my fingers, so there must not have been any damage to it. As I got out of the shower I noticed that Adrian had left several large hickeys on my neck. I got dressed, and I realized there was no way I was going to be able to hide them. "Fuck it", I thought to myself. After I was dressed I checked myself out in the mirror. I was wearing my short light blue running shorts that only went to mid-thigh and black t-shirt. The hickeys were noticeable as hell. Not wearing any underwear felt weird as hell also, but I figured I would get used to it. I guess I really didn't have a choice. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was gone. I saw my phone had a new message from "Daddy". He must have put his number in my phone before he left. I opened the text message and read it: "I'm going over to the airport fag. Get your shit and meet me there". With that was a video. The one he had just recorded of him fucking me. I grabbed my backpack and went to meet...Daddy? That sounded so fucking weird to think in my head.

We were at my wife’s parent’s for the Easter long weekend. Late Sunday afternoon I had foolishly drank two cups of ‘full test’ coffee. I was so bored with the conversation I knew I needed to do something or I’d have fallen asleep. Her parents really didn’t like me so an afternoon nap was not an option. By 11 p.m. everyone had gone to bed and was sound asleep. My wife was breathing deeply, she was dead to the world. The last thing my eyes wanted to do was close and for the past half hour I had failed to convince them otherwise. I stopped fighting them and quietly got up grabbing my jeans and t shirt. I sleep naked but figured it would be safe to get downstairs before pulling these clothes on. As I suspected their was no one around so I went to the liquor cabinet and poured myself a couple fingers of scotch. I stood at the front window sipping away and taking in the empty cul-de-sac. The booze quickly warmed me throughout and gave me a bit of a buzz. I pulled on the jeans and my sandals, threw the t over my shoulder and set out for a bit of a walk. It was unseasonably warm. The night air felt great on my bare chest and shoulders. My spirits soared as I walked and I began to regret that I hadn’t brought along another stiff drink to celebrate this feeling of freedom. About a block away from my in-laws house a Tesla Uber pulled up to the curb just ahead of me. The back door opened and I heard a resonant deep voice say; “You sure you don’t want to come in? I’d love to give you a special big tip.” I presumed it was the drivers voice that responded with a laugh; “Thanks bud, but I’m going to pass for tonight. Take care.” The passenger, a guy about my age, early thirties, emerged from the car which was now beside me. He must have just noticed me as the door closed and the Tesla sped off. “Oh, Hi. Not often a handsome guy like you is walking my street this late. What’s up?” “Oh, just visiting the in-laws down the street, couldn’t sleep. Though I’d catch some fresh air.” I responded. “Cool. I live right here.” He pointed to a nice bungalow. “Why not come in and join me for a drink?” I’m as straight as they come but have always liked the look of a fit 1970’s Tom Selick look alike. And I don’t know why it registers so high on my radar, but I noticed two or three extra button’s were open on his shirt revealing a thickly haired muscular chest. All the same I demurred. “Thanks, but I probably should get back.” “Oh, come on. You look pretty damn wide awake and I suspect nobody else is back at your in-laws. Just one drink.” I relented. He ushered me into his beautifully manicured back garden complete with a big deck and 8 person hot tub. He turned on the landscape lighting, took the lid off the hot tub and as he slipped inside encouraged me to hop on in. Again, I ignored his generous invitation and sat on a comfy deck chair. I contemplated put on my t but tossed it aside while kicking off my sandles. He soon came back out with a tray of six filled shoot glasses. His shirt was now completely open, he set the tray on a side table, removed his shirt and sat with the table between us. He passed me a shot glass and said, “I hope you like tequila.” We clinked the glasses in a toast and he said. “Chin, chin.” We chugged the tequila and the second glass was passed to me. “To chance encounters.” I toasted this time and again we quickly chugged. I was now more than tipsy and watched as he bounced out of his chair and slipped out of his pants. He stood before me stark naked with a semi-erected 8 inches, passed me the third shot glass and said, “Come join me in the tub.” I protested; “But I don’t have a swimsuit.” “Fuck that. My neighbours are all asleep. Besides they’ve seen many naked men engaged in more than a soak here.” He grinned. I gingerly got up and shyly dropped my jeans. I was quite surprised to find I was sporting a hard seven inches. I tried to cover myself as I joined him in the tub. He just laughed. “So, I take it you are gay?” I queried. “I take it you are not?” he queried back with a huge grin. “Yup.” I responded quickly. He moved over beside me and grabbed my fully erect dick. “This seems to be contradicting what you say.” His grin was from ear to ear. I just sat there and blushed. “Sit up here on the edge.” He motioned with his free hand and I was too drunk by now to protest. I sat on the edge of the tub. He opened my legs and moved in between them. He bent over and vacuumed in my boner with his luscious lips. I was instantly in boner heaven, no woman had ever done this to me. Then a light went on in his neighbour’s house and I did the best to jump away. We both sat back into the tub, but this time with no pretense to distance our naked bodies from one another. “Don’t worry, she’s seen me fuck and get fucked many times before. Besides if she wanted to watch she would have kept her light off.” “So, the stories are true.” I stated. “What stories, that we gay guys are promiscuous?” “Fuck yeah! We straight guys are jealous.” “No need to be, just learn to follow your dick.” His hand was firmly wrapped around mine again. “So how many guys have you been with in the last year, heck month?” I wondered. “How many do you think?” he fired back. “Two, maybe three?”, me. “Fuck man. There were four different guys just on Friday night alone.” “What the fuck?” I swore. “That’s nothing. 10 to 20 per week. 50 to 80 per month. Times twelve is probably over a thousand per year.” “Fuck man. You are seriously addicted.” Deep concern tinging my voice. “Addicted to cock and cum. Yup, that would be me as well as all my gay friends.” “I guess I get cock, I mean you are gay. But cum?” “Of course, preferably in the mouth or up the ass?” “Your’s or his …. Theirs …. Your mouth ... or their ass?” I was bewildered. “Both. Mostly I top, My preference is to breed them. But when the chemistry calls and I haven’t had a load in me for a while ….” “But what about condoms? Don’t you practice ‘safe sex?’” “I haven’t used one of those, or had one used in me for the last ten years. Nobody uses those anymore except you prisoner straight guys.” “So, you are telling me you have been sharing intimate bodily fluids with about 10,000 different guys?” I was astounded. “More or less.” He brushed the comment off like he was talking about what brand of toilet paper he like. “But you check before you fuck …. Um …. Get fucked don’t you?” “Why would I bother with that?” I hadn’t noticed but one of his hands had worked under my ass and a finger was starting to probe my hole. “What do you think you are doing?!” I cried as I tried to move away. His hand around my hard cock held me fast. “Finger fuckin your straight ass lad. Maybe you don’t need to stay jealous.” “I … I …. I…” stuttered from my frightened lips. He jumped out of the tub pulling me with him. He first pulled me to his bar where he poured and we gulped down two more tequila each. We dripped our way into his master bedroom and he threw me on my back on his bed. I instinctively worked my naked ass to the edge of the bed and raised my legs. ‘What the fuck was I thinking, I wasn’t, it must have been all the booze.’ His short cropped beard was soon scratching my ass hole before he started to rim me like the expert with over ten thousand notches on his belt he was. I was delirious with sexual excitement like I had never experienced before. Soon his tongue was slipping deeper and deeper in and out of my hole. “Fuck me!” I heard myself moan. He quickly stood and aimed his huge cock at my hole. It had now swollen to ten solid inches. “No, no, not literally. Not with that monster.” I panicked “And definitely not without a condom.” It was as if he calmed instantly, “So you are saying ‘if I wear a condom’ you will let me fuck your virgin straight ass?” “Um, no …. awe, no!” I should have left it at that but my drunken tonged wagged; “And you don’t have condoms anyway.” He went to his dresser, opened a top drawer and riffed through it while saying; “I might just have one here.” Why I hadn’t lowered my legs still doesn’t make sense to me. He came back with a little brown bottle in one hand and a condom package hanging out of his lips. He gave me the bottle after uncapping it and began to open the package with his teeth. “Breath that in deep, here, let me show you.” He did so, passed me the bottle, and as I snorted three in hails per nostril he stretched the rubber over his freakin big cock. Then he greased it up with Vaseline and aimed it at my hole. His words asked; “Are you sure about this?” but his eyes said you’re getting it no matter what. The rubber head breached my ass ring and I was in overwhelming pain. He coached me to breath deep and gave me more poppers. The pain continued the deeper he got. I felt I was being torn in two. His hand was over my mouth muffling my screams. He just seadily pushed on in for what felt like ten minutes. It was probably only two at most. Then it was as if something snapped inside me and the pain disappeared. I looked down and I was fully impaled. He saw the change in my face and said “Aw, ha.” As he pulled out of me he said, “Just what I thought. The condom broke, it was too small and too old.” He was already jettisoning it to the floor. Without a word he aimed back into me. I pushed him away with my feet and hands. “Not without a condom you don’t” “But you felt how much better skin on skin is when the condom broke.” “Fuck. Is that what changed so fast?” “Let me show you.” “No way …. Well maybe … but only if you can prove you are safe and you can’t do that … so” why couldn't I control my drunken tongue? “As a matter of fact I have the paperwork from my latest std tests from just last week.” “You are fucking kidding me. It’s after mid-night April fools, right?” “Looks like you are the fool.” He had retrieved them from a desk. It was hard to see in the dim light and with my boozy head but it looked like the right date and there was a red stamp across the document, “ALL CLEAR”. I rolled my eyes and soon enough his raw cock head was breaching my hole. It hurt at first, but not as much as with the rubber. And very quickly the pain transformed into pure pleasure. His huge cock was into the hilt before I remembered to blurt. “But, don’t cum in me. Please don’t cum.” “Whatever you say.” And with that he started fucking in and out of me. My moans betrayed the joy and delight I was experiencing. After a half hour and three different positions he leaned into my ear. “I’m getting close.” “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop! This is fuckin amazing!” He collapsed on top and deep inside me. I could tell by the wild look on his face and the warmth filling my gut that he was in full orgasmic state. He was pumping convulsion after rope after squirt of cum deep into me. “Fuck, just when I thought it couldn’t get better. You just bred my virgin straight ass didn’t you.” “It’s no longer, straight, nor virgin, and I didn’t just breed it, I knocked it up! April fools!” “What do you mean ‘knocked it up’?” There was a pregnant pause before I spoke again. “Haha, right, April fools. You just said that to scare the fuck out of me.” “Nope fool. The paperwork I showed you was the April fool. I borrowed it from a friend. Here is mine.” He retrieved similar papers from the desk and turned on the bedside light so I could read them easily. I don’t know where he got it from but his drivers licence was with the papers. I could confirm the name and address. HIV Poz with a huge viral load. “You just knowingly pozzed my virgin married ass?” “Like I said bud, it is no longer straight or virgin. And as for how your wife is going to deal with it being poz, that’s not my worry.” I bolted as fast as I could. I just grabbed my jeans from the back garden and was still pulling them on as I ran barefoot down the side walk. Half way down the block I stopped in my tracks, fastened my jeans and pulled up the fly. My hands first went to my head as I spun in a circle looking up into the sky. Next one of my hands reached into the back of my jeans and a finger found my sloppy hole. I pulled the finger out and licked it clean, thinking “What the fuck have I done?! What the fuck do I do now?!”

Since I live with my very vanilla BF, I don't usually get the opportunity to have guys over and act like the cumdump I truly am. But Sunday night my BF was going out so I opened Sniffies and set my profile to hosting. I got a ping from a nice big cock who was close by in the neighborhood. He said he'd seen my profile online a lot and had been wanting to try out my ass. Obviously, I invited him over. About twenty minutes later he buzzed the door. I ring him into the building, prop my apartment door open, lower the lights, and lie naked face down on the couch. Clearly, he likes what he sees and gives an "oh yeah!" I stay still and hear him undress. The sound of him undoing his belt and slipping of his pants is driving me wood with anticipation. I love that I haven't seen him yet, this stranger with a big cock who is about to take my ass. He says, " good girl. You have a beautiful cunt for me." He crawls on top of me, spreads my cheeks and behind to devour my ass. He's really into it and is tongue-fucking me pretty deep. This goes on for almost 10 minutes before he comes around to put his huge cock in my face and says, "Get daddy nice and wet for your pussy." I don't look up so I still haven't seen him except for his thick 8" cock. I start to suck him deep and think this could hurt, but I'm going to get fucked by this monster. I suck him as deep as I can for about 5 minutes before he says, "daddy's gonna fuck that slut cunt now and lace a nice big load for your BF to find." I'm really excited at this point as goes back behind me, pulls me up doggy style and eats my hole for another minute. I feel him slide into position and press his head against my very wet hold. I reach back and spread my ass, knowing it's going to hurt. So fucking thick! He pushes in slowly, talking his time. He knows he's big and doesn't want to hurt me and have me stop him. His head is inside, slowly opening me up. Rocking back and forth, going a little deeper each time. "God, your pussy is so tight! You feel so good around my big cock." The talk gets me more aroused. "You're a good little girl to take daddy's cock." He's pretty far in now. "That's it. You're open. Now I'm going to fuck your cunt." He starts to fuck faster and harder and it feels amazing. I want his load, but I don't want it to end. After 10 minutes, he's really grunting and going fast and hard. I know he's going to cum so I scream, "give me that big load deep in my ass! Cum in my slut hole." He screams and thrusts hard and I feel him shoot. It goes on for a while and I know he came a lot. He slowly pulls out and tells me he wants me again later. I turn to see a rugged shaved headed daddy who I've seen in the neighborhood. I tell him anytime and he can bring friends. He says he has a few who would love my ass. He has to go, but promises that he'll make me one of his local regular cumdumps. I hope he meant it about his friends. After he leaves, I keep his cum in me for a while. I go back on Sniifies to try to get another load, but it's hard on Sunday night late. I jerk off while fingering my cummy hole. I lick my fingers and his cum tastes so go. I cum, eat my own load, shower and get into bed before my BF gets home not knowing I was just such a slut for a daddy.

My husband is very demanding when it comes to sex between us. He only wants to jerk off together. Have sex together. And he’s very vanilla. I need sex more often and with others. I get bored with one partner. I love him but the control is too much. So today I made up a story to get away from my husband after work today. Met up with a bud off of grinder and stopped by his place. Had an hour or so since I canceled a meeting with a client even though my husband thought everything was on schedule. Met the guy, walked in and we made out. As soon as we got our clothes off we started sniffing the poppers and blowing each other. Could barely keep our hands off each other. We made out and played with each other like animals before he finally slid his raw cock into me. He fucked me doggy at first then reverse cowgirl. I flipped around and fucked him for a bit doggy and he rode my dick. Finally he went back to fucking me doggy and got close and bred me. I could feel as he pumped about 10 shots into my hole. After he came, he started licking my nipples to help me cum, one of my biggest turn ons. I shot my load all over both of us. We got dressed and I called my husband on the way to the store, keeping my buddy’s load in me the whole time. When I got home, I kissed my husband with dick breath and I let my husband breed me. He wondered why I was so wet, but I went to the bathroom before we fucked and told him I lubed myself up for him. My husband is very vanilla and likes to “make love,” so it’s so hot knowing I have someone else’s seed in me as his raw dick is inside me. He has no clue what I’ve been up to while he’s working. He goes away for a few days at the end of the week. I’m gonna see how many loads I can take while he’s gone.

Went to the sauna today. It was really quiet, but I still managed to be fucked three times and take two loads. The fucks were once through a glory hole, once in the sauna and once in the darkroom. The one in the darkroom was actually rubbered, BUT it was the first and his cock wasn't that big (it was OK), so perfect to open me up ahead of what I was hoping would be a lot of fucks. He was actually a good fuck and gave off vibes of being quite horny. Knowing he was rubbered up, I suggested that when he was ready to cum, he should feel free to cum over my arse, then finger the cum inside me. Sure enough, he pulled out, wanked/jerked for a minute, then shot his load just above my arse crack. I could feel it running down, then his finger capturing it all and making sure it went up my hole. I'm going to use that line more often in future, if any guys with nice cocks want to fuck me rubbered. Normally I'd move away, but still getting their load in me works for me.

Love it but don't do it often as I should. the first time a friend took me cruising in Berlin's Tiergarten during a summer vacation, I got excited and he wanted to see me getting used so we went on the evening and he guided us to the cruising area. when we got there he removed my shirt and left me only with a jockstrap and when he saw a few people there he got me on my knees sucking him, putting on a show for the rest and they took the signal. I repositioned to be on all 4 when I was offered a few more cock to suck while my friend went behind me and started rubbing my hole with his cock, telling everyone how he's going to fuck me raw and breed me. they all quietly cheered and be went on started fucking my hole, continuing putting on a show for the group that was forming, there was another guy on his knees around us sucking the rest (must've been about 10 guys there) when my friends announced he was cumming in my cunt and breeding me a line was forming behind me and as he left my hole another was encouraged to step in by my friend and so it went on like that. i cleaned my friends cock as I was fucked till someone breed me, then moved forward for me to clean them while some other stranger slipped in my used hole. A few others came and went and I lost track on how many loads I got (later my friend said it was 16 since he kept track) but a couple hours later had to go (a private sex party) and my friend just left me wearing only a short, tight pants leaking cum as we walked towards the bus to the party. I smelled of sweat and cum and got plenty of looks lol

1. i get pleasure giving pleasure so fisting a bottom till he cums is as satisfying as sucking dick till it unloads in your mouth 2. it's a great feeling of power or masc energy or whatever to literally punch a guy's cunt. i mean u have to be gentle and give pleasure but just the act itself of having your fist up a man's butt is violent and kinda rapey in a good way 3. the older i get the harder it is to always be ready to rock n roll at a moments notice. drugs enhance sex but they're also often boner killers. fisting gives me a way to top when i feel like it ever if my dick doesn't cooperate

Oh, fuck yeah!! Always that thrill of getting caught while riding BB cock and dripping cum!!

“My ass was sore and raw” that’s something I’ve always wanted to experience. Ive taken many more than five cocks in an evening but have never felt sore and raw or ready for an evening to end. Honestly, have to wonder if my ass was sore and raw, would I want to stop? I believe as long as I’m getting cum in my ass, I’m going to want to keep going. My legs might hurt but they will stay open wide whoever comes in the room.

When I was introduced to sex, I wasn't given a choice. I'm glad I wasn't. I was taught that males bond through insemination, that refusing a man's load is a grave insult, and better was expected of me. The experience is SO much better natural, and I crave its natural conclusion, to be seeded deeply or to seed my conquest deeply. There was a time that I used condoms, for a couple of years after college. I regret doing that. I stopped and went back to bareback sex when a regular daddy I was seeing shamed me for it. I'm grateful to him for setting me straight, and haven't looked back.

^^this^^ Words can be used to try and convey how we feel or think. Word's can also be used i a compensatory way, to try and create a feeling or support a notion/thought. When it comes to my sexuality, i prefer the former over the latter. my sexuality is real, not something i play at.

I also love it. Makes me feel like a exhibitionist slut.

You gave the ultimate sacrifice by giving up everything to be there for your Mom non-stop for all those years, and especially the last 5 of them. Knowing that she passed away clinging to your arm, meant that you were with her right up to her last breath. What a gift you were given to be able to do that for her. But now that she is gone, there is a big empty hole in your heart where she resided, and your whole reason for being these last many years, is no more. I understand your grief, as I have been there too. In the end we really are left with two choices. We can curl up in a ball, and die with them, or we can choose to keep on living. If your Mom was anything like mine, I am sure that what she'd want for you is to live your best life possible. Hold her memory safe, but now go do the things that you have wanted to do, but couldn't while you had her. Your watch is over. Take time to decompress and grieve, and then live the life you have left. You never know what may still be waiting out there for you.

It is weird, I grew up in a very mixed town. My sister married a football player who was black from town, while I thought I was straight and then a top, but met and married a Jewish NYer with the biggest shoulders I had ever seen. Over time, I started playing with a lot of Black guys who liked that I had a biker’s butt. Since they all had much bigger dicks too, I edged more to bottom. When you have a six inch dick, it’s weird to top someone who is 9+ inches and who is built bigger and hell if they can get past the second hole. One of the guys said he bet I dated a lot of Black guys because of the ass. With Black relatives, I’m weirded out by race play, but I like meeting up with guys who like big asses and it feels more like it is Black and Hispanic guys who like playing with me though I’ve had play dates with White and Asian guys too that were also ridiculously hot. To me, hot is hot. About the only guys I avoid are the under 40s with perfect bodies.

Love outdoor play. Being naked outside is erotic.

straight acting total bottoms

John had just finished his latest painting. It showed Hank and Buzz in tuxedos grinning Hank sitting Buzz standing behind him Hank’s hand over Buzz’s which was on Hank’s shoulder both wedding bands clearly visible. It was his wedding present to them. The wedding was small and private at The Compound and had gone off without a hitch. A restraining order kept the press off of their land which extended quite a distance beyond the stone walls and Mike who had gone online to get ordained had performed the ceremony. The team had hired a professional video crew and the wedding had been included with a box set of all that season’s games undefeated right up through the championship once again. The box set had to be reissued 12 times and was still a collector’s item, Hank and Buzz’s share of it tripling what they had made playing and coaching football that year. Mike and Jeff had written and performed a new song for the wedding and when they released it it became their 9th number one hit. Mike had added “By Hank” to the tattoo on Buzz’s ass and had done a similar one on Hank’s ass proclaiming Buzz’s ownership. Hank and Buzz lived in the compound when football duties did not call them away and the sex life between the 5 of them was unchanged. John packaged the painting so he could safely take it home and present it to the happy couple. It was his turn to be resident artist in the gallery today. The artist who had displays in the gallery had made a schedule so one of them was always there and each only had to come in a couple times a month. One of the other artist however always seemed to show up when it was John’s day. Sal was a man in his late 40s his salt and pepper hair topped a face that featured a prominent nose and piercing blue eyes. His regular workouts keeping him in top condition though he usually hid that body beneath a sharp suit. John, 18 years his junior, was smitten with him and it seemed to be mutual. Sal was all top and had no problem with John's status. He also had no problem with John playing with the family members. Watching him have sex with his brother got him off big time. John having sex with others outside the family was also no problem but he himself only fucked John Jeff had pouted about that for a while to Sal’s amusement but all had been smoothed over when Sal let him watch him fuck John. Sal was a frequent guest at The Compound and spent many nights in John’s bed. True to form Sal showed up about mid morning bringing in a new piece to add to his display. Sal was a sculptor and John loved his work. Jeff stopped by that afternoon to browse for a present for his mom. John and Sal sat talking when something caught Sal’s eyes and a look of anger crossed his face. John followed his gaze to see Jeff animatedly talking to a very handsome man about 35 who was obviously flirting with Jeff. “Excuse me a moment” he said to John and casually but deliberately walked over interrupting the two and offering to show Jeff his new work Jeff looked a little confused but accepted Sal’s offer and excused himself as he walked away with Sal. The man looked more than annoyed and left the gallery. “What was that all about?” John asked when Sal returned to him later “Nothing” Sal said innocently After that John began to wonder if Sal was really coming to see him. It seemed that when Jeff was around Sal was around. Jeff reported having run into Sal several other times away from The Compound and that ir was usually when he was chatting up some guy. Sal was more subtle about it but he always managed to cock block Jeff and Jeff was getting fed up. It all came to a head one night when out to dinner alone John asked “So what is your obsession with Jeff. He is married and it’s not like you could not have had him many times over. Why the jealous cock blocking? I thought it was me you cared about but even at home I only see you when Jeff is there” “I’m not jealous. It’s all just in your mind. I don’t just care about you, I love you incase you have not noticed.” Sal replied taking John’s hand and looking deep into his eyes “It’s hard to tell when you are chasing after Jeff” John said but leaned across the table to kiss Sal. Those three words melting any anger he had The Next day John was in Mike’s tattoo chair at the shop. Mike was working on a “Brotherly Love" tattoo on his arm and when they finished they walked out into the shop to wait for Jeff who was meeting them for lunch. They heard a commotion outside and walked to the front window. Jeff was walking from the parking lot along the sidewalk when a van pulled up next to him the large side door slid open and three men wearing ski masks jumped out and starting towards him. Mike and John rushed towards the door but before they could even open it Sal was there stepping out of the shadows on the side of the building/ It was like an action movie. Sal took the first guy out with a gut punch, swept the feet out from under the second with his leg and then took the third out with a roundhouse kick to the face. The van sped away only to be blocked by two police cars before it went a block. They never got within 5 feet of Jeff Mike burst through the door rushing to Jeff and enfolding him in a crushing hud demanding “Are you alright?” “I’m fine” Jeff said though he didn’t sound fine he sounded scared to death his face pale and his body trembling John was looking at Sal as police cars pulled up and the three on the sidewalk were cuffed and hauled away. As the masks were pulled off John recognized one of them as the man who had been chatting Jeff up in the gallery John looked at Sal again “Who are you?” he demanded “I’m agent Justin Salvador F.B.I." he said, showing them all a badge in his wallet. There has been a plot to kidnap Mr Clayton for months now. “They finally got tired of trying to get him alone and tried a more direct method. You have been under surveillance for months Jeff and when one of them tried to get you alone I or one of my agents blocked them” “Why not just tell us? We could have hired security” Mike demanded “Because a move like that. Obviously protecting yourselves would have just made them change plans. Our informant knew about this plot he may not have known about the next. If they had gotten Jeff they would have demanded a huge ransom but you never would have seen him alive again. Look I don’t agree with how this was handled but I had no choice. The higher ups want the man behind this and we got him. The guy from the art gallery. He’s the leader of a right wing extremist group. This wasn’t about money this was about silencing a voice that they violently disagree with” Mike was fuming as he took Jeff into the shop and sat him down. They had been willing to risk his life to get this guy. That was so wrong on so many labels. John looked at Sal sadly “So was I just your cover? A way to get close to Jeff? Into our house?” Sal looked stricken “No. it may have started out that way but what happened between us was real. I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you.” “That’s a little difficult to believe” john said “But hey. maybe they will give you an award for sacrificing your body in the line of duty” then he walked into the shop following Mike and Jeff and leaving Sal standing on the sidewalk In the following weeks Jeff never left The Compound alone a family member always went with him and the security they had hired was always there but seldom seen popping up out of nowhere when someone got to close to Jeff. According to the feds the threat had passed but they were taking no risks. Several months later an internal investigation found that the less than enlightened viewpoints of the “higher ups” had led to mishandling of the case and that Jeff and Mike should have been informed. There were a couple resignations. A formal apology and a promise of reform. They didn’t hold their breaths. John went downhill fast. He buried himself in sex and alcohol hooking up two and three times a day. He was having fun but t was empty, One day he took a sexy silver daddy up to his loft at the gallery after closing blowing him then fucking him over the rail depositing his seed in his ass having coaxed him to take it bare even though his online profile said “Safe sex only” That was who John went after. The “Safe sex only” guys. He would make promises then get them alone and explain that they did not make condoms big enough for him and that they hurt his cock. One beautifully handsome guy in his mid 20s had offered to blow him but had only been able to barely get the head in his mouth. John spent an hour making out with him and coaxing the guy finally asking “Are you safe?” and John replying “As far as I know” John had not been tested since moving in with the family and as for being “safe” they were in no physical danger he knew of. The guy asked the wrong question and John had answered 100% truthfully. John lubed up and eased in noting that this guy was no virgin but he was a good fuck pushing his bubble ass back to take John all the way in. John had bred him three times before sending him home happy and fulfilled and seeing him several more times over the next few weeks for nasty bare hookups. Most guys didn’t give him that much trouble though. He gave his condom speech and they spread their legs and took his seed. John determined that “Safe sex only” was just something guys put in their profile to look good and he enjoyed giving those posers what they deserved. One night he had been drinking and decided to go to the baths taking an Uber he arrived and wrapped his towel around himself headed for the back room, A frightened looking guy who could not be a day over 19 was being led by some leather daddies to the sling/ They used him hard then John stepped up, dropped his towel to the floor and sank himself balls deep in that abused hole making him cry out and moan. John fucked him with no mercy pulling on the chains to give him self more thrusting power. The guys gathered around and calls of “Breed him” rang out. John buried himself in the kid and shot a huge load of probably toxic cum deep inside him then he wandered naked to the sauna and promptly passed out He woke up groaning and wincing in pain as Jeff yanked open his curtains with a pleasant “Good morning sunshine”. He was in his own bed but had no idea how he had gotten there. “There is someone here to see you and I think you should listen to him. He’s the one who brought you home last night. He helped me wash you up and pour you into bed then spent the night watching you. John. We are all worried about you. If you won’t talk to him talk to me or Mike or we will get you help if you feel you need it.” “He’s awake” Jeff said to someone in the hall and quietly left Sal walked in carrying a tray with coffee and breakfast. “What are you doing here?’ John asked in a flat voice “It’s a damn good thing I was there last night. Those guys were going to put YOU in the sling next till I stopped them.” Sal responded “I could have handled it” John said sullenly “You didn’t wake up when I carried you out of there over my shoulder. Or on the drive here. Or when Mike and I held you up in the shower while Jeff washed you.” Sal said putting the tray down on the table beside the bed “What were you doing there anyway?” John asked “Following you” Sal admitted. “John, I quit the bureau. I work for the company that handles security here. They put me in charge of the detail here three weeks ago at Jeff and Mike's request and you never noticed, You have stumbled right past me several times” “I noticed” John said dully “I thought you were a dream. I dream about you a lot. About before. Honestly I think it’s the only time I have been happy in the last two months. But they are just dreams.” “I tried!” Sal said “You refused my calls and even sent back the flowers I sent but I never gave up and I never will. You mean too much to me.” “Why did you lie to me then?” John asked. He knew he was being unfair but he could not help himself “I had no choice. It was the only way I could protect Jeff.” Sal said with a sigh “I know” John admitted “but it still hurts” “I will never lie to you again” Sal said, making the promise all men make but none ever completely keep. “Liar” John said. Then “Sal? Thanks for beginning me home last night” “Any time” he replied “Sal?” John said “Will you please hold me?” Sal slipped into the bed and pulled John back against him as john’s tears flowed. He cried to get it all our and he cried because it felt so good/ John an Sal didn’t resume where they had left off. They couldn’t but over the next weeks and months they built something new, John gradually resumed his play with the family members but Sal still only was with him. Like his brother he quit drinking cold turkey. Unlike his brother he got help.

Fuck yes .. love outdoor sex.. like in park, woods, car, etc. I took a couple of guys raw in broad daylight on a bench in a park. And lots of time, during the dark. The incredible one was when I was fucked by a polish guy, who didn't know much English, bred me on a bridge above the motorway in a broad daylight. Loved it when we both were naked there 😈 ...one of the snaps below...

Mike answered his phone “Hey mom! Good to heat from you!” “Hey sweetie I have some news I think you should sit down if you aren’t already” his mom said in a serious tone. “I’m sitting” Mike said bracing himself for a shock “Your father had a heart attack. He didn’t make it” She said Mike felt… nothing “He never changed his will so I am stuck being executor. There is no estate or anything just some papers to deal with and a box of old photograph and letters” “Thanks for telling me Mom” Mike said “It’s good to close that chapter of my life” “Mike sweetie. I don’t know how to tell you this. Going through his letters I found out… Mike you have a brother” John sighed and reached for a painting getting ready to pack it to go into storage when he heard the shop door open “We’re closed” He said through the door to his “gallery” which was just a small room attached to the back of his dad’s gas station/convenience store. John’s dad had been an incredible man. He thought back to the day 5 years back just after his mom died when his dad had told him that he had married his mom when John was a year old and had adopted him. “Best thing I ever did in my life” he had said “I could not love you more if you were my flesh and blood”. A complication at John’s birth meant there were no more children and his parents had focused on raising the one child they had right. They had not batted an eye when John came out to them at 14 and had given him nothing but love. John’s dad was gone now too. He had left John a moderate amount of money. the house and the shop. Which was now in the process of being sold. John wanted to open a real gallery somewhere. His art sold well and had won a few awards and he wanted to make a go at being a full time artist. He heard someone moving in the shop and stepped though the door to tell them it was closed again and froze. There were two people in the shop and he knew who they were at once being a huge fan of both. Standing closest to him was Billy Clay. just as cute as he looked on the cover of his first album and behind him was his husband Mike. As he moved his eyes from Billy’s face to Mike’s he froze a second time. He had seen Mike’s face many times but in person there was something. An instant something. A familiarity. The set of the eyes, the shape of the jaw, the curve of the lips into a familiar smile. “Hi. I’m Mike and I think you are my brother” Mike said John just about fainted. “Oh that was subtle” Billy said moving to catch John’s arm and keep him upright Mike flushed “I’m so sorry. I burst in here like a bull and…” “I knew I was adopted by my dad” John said “You didn't blow any family secrets” Mike visibly relaxed. Billy was looking back and forth between them “I could have picked you two out of a crows as brothers Mike. He’s a green eyed, ginger version of you. Just as handsome. I wonder if he resembles you in other ways” he said glancing down with a naughty little smirk John flushed knowing instantly what his brother’s husband was talking about. “Billy I…” “My name is Jeff. Billy is a stage name” Jeff said “Stop teasing him” Mike said “I’m John by the way” John said Mike nodded. He knew a lot about his brother thanks to Jeff’s P,I, Mike was feeling a little shaken himself. There had been an instant connection. An instant love for this complete stranger. John instantly had become one of the most important people in Mike’s life and it was a big mental adjustment. “Oh! Look at this Mike!” Jeff said. It was a painting of two men kissing and the men were obviously Mike and Jeff. John blushed “I’m a huge fan…” “I want this!” Jeff said “Over the mantle to replace that terrible moose picture!” “I love the moose picture” Mike said “Shush you” Jeff commanded “You are really talented. How much is this one?” “I don’t charge family” John said and the realization hit him. After his dad had died he had been alone in the world but now he had a family again. Remembering that Mike was a talented tattoo artist and that he had done the cover art for their album. He asked “do we get our artistic talent from our father?” “Hardly” Mike snorted. “I think we get it from our grandmother, who had hair exactly the color of yours and I know we look like our grandfather” Then Mike told him about “Melvin” “I’m glad I never met him” John said and meant it, He could not stand people who mistreated their kids. “We found out a lot about you locating you” Mike said “I know the man who raised you recently passed and that you are selling this store and your house. What are your plans now?” “Things are kind of up in the air for me. I was thinking of moving to San Francisco and opening an art gallery but I have not decided yet.” “Then you are coming to stay with us for a while to get to know your brother” Jeff said firmly “I would not argue with him” Mike said “He usually gets exactly what he wants and it’s less painful just tp nod and say yes dear” “Yes dear” John said with a laugh nodding at Jeff Sitting by the pool, naked as usual, Jeff could see that John did indeed resemble his brother very much so. John had told them he was gay too when they explained that they had two other men regularly in their bed. They in turn had shared that hey were both HIV positive John commenting that he had dated a couple poz, undetectable guys. Within the first day John had been there, with encouragement from Mike and very little resistance from John Jeff had tasted John’s cum. John saying that he had fantasized about a blowjob from Jeff for years. John was the barest fraction longer than Mike but his balls were a little smaller. In fact Jeff was on his knees keeping both brothers happy when Hank and Buzz walked in having just arrived from back east. Mike and Jeff had failed to mention John when talking to the two on the phone and also who the “other two guys” were. “That’s…” John said as two of his heroes stood naked before him. Buzz just stared then they all laughed at Hank’s reaction. Arms spread wide palms up Hank looked at the sky and said “Two of them. Oh God I don’t think my ass can take two of them” Jeff was being mysterious as he had Mike drive them into town from The Compound having him park in the lot of his own tattoo shop then he led them across the street and along the side of the building there that had a small font actually on the strip. Mike rolled his eyes and John’s jaw dropped. Inside was an art gallery with John’s art prominently displayed. “I got this building too when I bought Mike’s shop” Jeff explained “The tenant's lease was up a couple months ago and they didn’t renew/ I was going to sell it but then we met you and you said you wanted to open a gallery so…” “You decided to take matters into your own evil little hands…” Mike said “What did I tell you about discussing things with me Boy?” this time it was a growl “I’ve neen a bad boy again haven't I” Jeff said in that mock meek voice of his. He knew he was in for a rough session when he got home and that was exactly what he wanted. “Who are all the other works by?” John asked stunned “You don’t have enough to fill the space so I invited several up and coming gay artists to put up displays but the gallery is yours along with the loft studio up there Jeff pointed to an open loft surrounded by huge windows. “Jeff I can’t accept this. I could never pay you back. I…” John said “What did I tell you about him getting his way?” Mike interrupted John swallows. looked around and said “yes Dear” When they got home Jeff very quickly found himself pushed over the familiar ottoman in the living room bound at elbow and wrist while Mike “Punished” His ass and John fucked his throat. Things with John stayed strictly oral for safety reasons. Jeff was in heaven. Mike was always a satisfying lover but when Jeff have him an excuse to be he could be downright brutal, forcing his way in past Jeff's inner barrier and making it hurt like that first night. John’s huge cock in his mouth sprouting from those ginger pubes made it even hotter all and all Jeff was a very satisfied boy by the time they were through with him. John’s look as he watched his brother slide in and out Jeff’s ass was a little envious. A week or so later Mike and John were alone in the house for a day. They decided to watch a movie together and sat together on the couch. Mike’s arm around his little brother’s shoulder John’s head on his big brother’s chest. At one point John glanced up to find Mike looking down at him John tilted his head up. Mike lowered his and suddenly they were kissing and just as suddenly they broke off saying “I’m sorry” in unison Mike looked troubled “We are brothers, we can’t” John looked just as troubled “We are but I have to admit that what I feel for you is more that brotherly love” ”I’m poz! We can’t! Mike said “Mike, you remember I said I had dated poz guys before? Every guy I have dated was poz. I have been thinking about bug chasing for years. I even saw your profile on the bareback site the day you met Jeff (They had told him the full story) If you still had the responses you would find one from me even though I was to old and not a submissive. I have wanted to fuck you since you walked into my shop! When you said you were my brother my perverted brain just wanted to fuck you more!” John said is a shamed ragged voice At this point a very disheveled Little Angel Mike came striding out of nowhere straightening his robe his halo a little askew and planted himself directly in front of Mike’s face “He is your little brother! Shame on you for what you are thinking!” the Angel said pulling up his robe to hide what looked suspiciously like hickeys on his neck Little Devil Mike appeared out of the same nowhere buck assed naked his cock dripping pre. He didn’t bother saying a word he just yanked Angel Mike off to the side, pushed him up against an invisible wall threw the back of his robe over his halo to hang down over his face then slammed his cock up that Angel ass resuming an obviously rudely interrupted fuck. Mike noticed a little biohazard tattoo above Devil Mike’s cock and a matching one on that glowing Angel ass. “Oh! You brute! Stop! I’m an Angel! I can’t be doing things like thi! Came the squeaky Angel voice then a whisper “You promised you would never do this where someone could see” “Oh shut up Angel cakes” Devil Mike said “You know you love it.” Then something else that had been said sunk in. “Wait” Mike said “YOU want to fuck ME!?!” Out of the corner of his eye he saw an Angel’s and a Devil’s heads slowly turn towards him, the Angel peeking from beneath his robe. The fucking stopped and they were suddenly sitting on a couch together with a large bowl of popcorn. They each popped a kernel in their mouths chewing as they watched wide eyed. “You don’t think I’m going to let you poz me without a crack at that ass first do you?” John said with an evil grin “But I…” Nuke said “I can be just as much of a top as you are brother mine” He said cupping the bulge in his shorts “In more ways than one” Mike thought long and hard about it, He had never taken a bigger cock that Jeff’s and while he liked to dish out pain he didn’t take it very well. But the perverted thought of pozzing his own little brother and also all the possibilities that would open in the family gradually won him over The popcorn bowl was nearly halfway empty when he said “Fair is fair. But only the one time and I get your ass directly after. Right after you cum in me.” Mike had his own evil thoughts of how much more uncomfortable it was to be fucked when not completely horny. “Only one time unless you ask for it again. You may find you like it” John said with a grin Mike snorted, out of the corner of his eye he saw a flurry of motion. An Angel and a Devil were setting up lights and video equipment the Devil whispering “We can sell the video online! Call it Mike Gives It Up to his horse hung brother! We will make a fortune!” “Go away you two pests” Mike said irritably waving his hand through them making them vanish like wisps of smoke. John looked confused for a second then said “I know your reputation and lucky for you I am a far more gentle lover and I use lube. You are also not a virgin. Neither am I anally by the way. I do want you over the famous ottoman though you can hold on to the straps” Grumbling Mike stripped and assumed the position while John ran upstairs for some lube. John knelt behind him and gently eased the head of his cock in. It hurt but only for a second. Thank god Jeff fucked him a couple times a month or it would have been much worse. Gentle or not when John slipped past his inner barrier into his guts it HURT. That was virgin territory. John proved to be an excellent top. Siding in and out of his brother his hands caressing and massaging, easing the tension and Mike gradually came to understand if not appreciate for himself why Jeff loved this so much. He could do this for John and Jeff no one else John groaned and bred his big brother filling his guts with maybe his last neg load/ They both took a few minutes to catch their breath then they swapped positions. “You are sure you want this?” Mike said. This was his little brother after all. “I am.” John said Mike pushed in. John was able to take him easier than when it was a virgin beneath him but John had never had anyone this large either and when Mike did his “Final push” he squealed like a stuck pig making Mike even harder. Mike took his time. The thought of being inside his own flesh and blood urging him to rush but his desire to make it good for John making him take his time and give back as tender an experience as John had given him. Eventually though the virus in his balls urged him to thrust faster as his breathing became ragged then with a final balls deep thrust and an “I love you little brother!” Mike filled with his poz seed knowing they would share more than genetics in their blood from now on as he collapsed panting across John’s back. He looked up at the sound of clapping. Jeff stood giving them a round of applause and grinning. “It’s about fucking time!” then to John “Did he give up his ass to you like I said he would?” John nodded with a grin of his own and Jeff leaned down to give him a high five Mike realized he had been set up again and again found that he didn’t really mind. ****************************************************** Hey guys I would love to hear your feedback! Do you like the detailed story or do you want more nasty sex or both? Please let me know.

I laid next to Adrian, as he wrapped his big muscular arms around me, and held me close to his body. I could feel his soft cock nestled against my ass, which was still leaking his cum. His poz cum I reminded myself. What the fuck had I done. I tried to fall asleep, but I was restless, fighting the thoughts in my head and had a tough time falling asleep. Meanwhile, Adrian was out cold sleeping next to me. I could not believe I was spooning with a gay man, with his cock resting against my freshly opened ass. Eventually, after what felt like several hours, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up, after what felt like I had just fallen asleep. I felt something hard poking at my ass, and I was trying to remember where I was and what was going on. "Baby girl is finally up. You were out cold, must have been exhausted after Daddy fucked that ass last night. We need to get going soon, but Daddy wants another crack at that ass before we go." It all came running back to me, and I remembered I was in some strangers hotel room, and what was poking at my ass was his hard cock. My asshole felt wet, and I remembered it was full of two of this guys cum loads. Poz cum loads. My body shuttered at the thought of poz cum being in my ass. "What's going on fag boy. I can see your brain going a thousand miles an hour. I bet you have a lot of thoughts in that head right now. Thats perfectly normal for a freshly turned white fag boy. Tell Daddy what you're thinking". I explained to Adrian that I was nervous as hell about getting HIV, and I couldn't figure out why his cock felt so good in my ass, even though I was straight. I began to tear up and sob, telling Adrian that I couldn't be gay. "Listen to me boy. You can tell me you're straight all you want, but the way your ass turned out for my big black cock last night, the way you were begging for more dick, and the way you were pushing that tight pussy back trying to get more cock in you, told me all I need to know. You are 100% a new white fag boy for black cock. You may have came into this room last night straight, but you are leaving as a fag boy. You're gonna be begging for cock the rest of your life. The faster you accept that the more fun you're gonna have." I continued sobbing into my pillow, mostly because I knew he was right. My ass was twitching. Adrian had been teasing my hole with his big hard dick as he was talking to me, and I could only think about how I wanted it in me. "Do you want Daddy to fuck that ass again? I can feel that hole moving with my big cock. I think you want me to breed this pussy again. Is that what you want slut?" "Ye....yeah Daddy", I responded. "Yeah Daddy what? Tell Daddy what you want fag." "Fuck my pussy. Fuck me with your cock. Breed my ass with your cum stud." I was drunk again, thinking only of Adrian's big cock in my ass. All common sense had gone out the window. I felt Adrian's body turn onto his back, pulling me with him. Adrian pulled me up so I was sitting on his chest. I looked down at him, and I could see he had his phone out. He was recording this. "What the fuck" I thought to myself, as my heart raced and I panicked. Adrian told me he was recording me begging for his cock, that way I could not try and deny I wanted his cock in the future. "Daddy is gonna hold onto this in case you change your mind in the future. That way the whole world can know you are a little gay slut". At this point I didn't even care anymore. Adrian continued recording, telling me to look at his phone. "Do you wanna be Daddy's little slut boy?" "Yes..." I responded. "Do you wanna ride Daddy's big cock?" Again, I said "yes", almost begging. "This is whats gonna happen. If you ride Daddy's cock, you are agreeing to be Daddy's little sex toy. I'm gonna Poz you. I guarantee it will happen. I'm gonna train that ass to take Daddy's dick, and any other dick Daddy wants to give you. You will be at my beck and call to take dick. Is that what you want?". "Mmphh...ye...YES DADDY", I eagerly responded. "Then get that tight ass on Daddy's dick and fuck yourself", Adrian responded with a little laugh. I reached back and grabbed his cock and worked the big mushroom head to my hole. My ass was still leaking the two loads that Adrian had put in the night before, so lube wasn't even needed. I sat down and slowly impaled myself on his cock. I slowly slid down the big cock, my ass sore from the night before. I winced from the pain of his cock re-entering my hole, but kept sliding down his cock. "That's right fag boy, ride that cock. Daddy can't wait to train your faggot ass." Before long I felt Adrian's pubes scratching at my ass cheeks, and I knew I was finally balls deep. The pain went away and was replaced with pure pleasure. This unlocked something inside of me, and I began bouncing up and down on his dick like my life depended on it. I needed another big poz load in my ass. "Look at my baby boy riding that cock. You're a fucking natural slut. Keep that up you're gonna get my load real quick fag". I noticed Adrian still had his phone out, recording me fucking myself on his cock. "What do you think that girlfriend would say if she saw you riding my big cock. Do you think she know's you're a fag?" he asked me. I didn't answer, and kept fucking myself on his cock. "Answer Daddy's fucking question. Do you think that girlfriend knows you're a cock whore?" "No..no sir..she thinks.. I'm straight sir" I answered, trying to answer between breaths as cock slammed into me. "Used to be straight. You're a cock whore now boy", he answered back. This encouraged me more and I kept bouncing up and down. Before long, Adrian's breathing went ragged and he grabbed my hips and forced me down on his cock. I felt his cock swell up, and then start throbbing another load into my ass. "Mmph fuck yeah fuck boy. I'm putting more poz babies in that tight ass" Adrian roared out as he came. After Adrian came I sat there on his softening dick, feeling what felt like another massive load in my hole. "Fuck I love that pussy" Adrian told me as I sat on his cock. "Clean me up boy. We got a plane to catch". I saw him put the phone down next to him, no longer recording. I climbed off Adrian's cock, and cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue. As I cleaned his cock, Adrian told me what was gonna happen next. "When we get to Georgia tonight this is whats gonna happen. You're gonna dump that worthless girlfriend of yours. Is she meeting you at the airport?" he asked. "Yes Daddy", I responded. "Good, we can save even more time. You will tell her before you even leave the airport. Tell her you are done, and then you will text me. I will be waiting in the parking lot. I will give you a ride from there" "Yes sir" I responded, not even giving a fuck at what he had just told me to do. I didn't care anymore. After I finished cleaning his cock, Adrian got up and got into the shower. I laid on the bed, with his cum dripping from my ass and running down onto the bed. I didn't know what to do while I waited, so I just laid there, not wanting to piss Adrian off. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian came out and got dressed. I watched as his big soft cock bounced in front of his big muscular body. "Fuck this guy is built" I thought to myself as I watched. I must have zoned out, because before long I felt something hit the bed. Adrian had tossed my clothes, phone, and wallet onto the bed. I almost forgot he had taken them the night before. I noticed that Adrian was still holding my boxer briefs, and he was pulling the fabric apart so it ripped into two pieces. "My fag boys don't wear boxer briefs boy. You will go commando today. Daddy will get you some proper undies when we get home. Get in the fucking shower and clean up. Don't you dare push any of those loads out of your hole. I want them leaking out of your ass as you sit on the plane today. Maybe one of them will get you pregnant" Adrian told me, laughing as he told me I would get pregnant. "Also, no fucking cumming until Daddy tells you. I want you horny all fucking day. Is that clear" he commanded. "Yes sir" I got into the shower and felt my hole. It felt so swollen and puffy, but I did not see any blood or anything on my fingers, so there must not have been any damage to it. As I got out of the shower I noticed that Adrian had left several large hickeys on my neck. I got dressed, and I realized there was no way I was going to be able to hide them. "Fuck it", I thought to myself. After I was dressed I checked myself out in the mirror. I was wearing my short light blue running shorts that only went to mid-thigh and black t-shirt. The hickeys were noticeable as hell. Not wearing any underwear felt weird as hell also, but I figured I would get used to it. I guess I really didn't have a choice. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was gone. I saw my phone had a new message from "Daddy". He must have put his number in my phone before he left. I opened the text message and read it: "I'm going over to the airport fag. Get your shit and meet me there". With that was a video. The one he had just recorded of him fucking me. I grabbed my backpack and went to meet...Daddy? That sounded so fucking weird to think in my head.

While still on the tour in a major Northeaster city Mike took Jeff to his first bath house. He had made Jeff some temporary tattoos and used a concealer he had found to cover some of his. They got a room and changed into their leathers. Mike had to admit that custom made and fit leather looked incredible on Jeff the each donned a leather mask and went out to cruise the halls. Their cocks hanging out and asses exposed by their chaps. A few guys tried to interest Jeff stroking themselves suggestively but he only smiled and shook his head. One man didn’t want to take “no” for an answer looing over Jeff and calling him “Boy” insisting Jeff come back ti his room with him and showing a respectable 9 inches promising he would stretch Jeff so good’ Jeff pointed to Mike wo was a few feet away chatting with a younger guy abd maybe a quarter hard “You see him? He fucks me at least daily. I’m sorry buddy I’m afraid I would not even feel you in me.” The guy looked at Mike’s cock. Realized he was outclassed and made a hasty retreat. They wandered off together and through the locker room. There they met a young man. 18 last week he said. From a small town upstate. His first time in the city and in a bath house. A total virgin. “It’s my first time too” Jeff said. “You better stick with us. They will eat you up in here, I have him to take care of me so ket us take care of you” then he placed a hand on the young man's cheek and kissed him gently even holding his hand as they led him back to their room. Jeff and Mike took turns making out with the fresh meat. Mike expertly manipulating his body, pinching nipples lightly, stroking muscles all the while showing Jeff how it was done. Jeff went down on him giving him his first blowjob and swallowing his sweet cum leaving him a relaxed heap of flesh “I want to take your virginity” Jeff whispered in his ear “You are so pretty I want to be your first” “I want you to” their young victim said totally relaxed and seduced by them “I have dreamed about giving it to someone like you” he didn’t ask about status or condoms Jeff pushed him gently back onto the mattress raising his legs to his shoulder and slowly working his cock in with only pre for lube. The neg man calling out in pain as Jeff popped in then slowly working his seven inches into the sweet tight hole as they shared kiss after kiss Jeff’s breath coming in ragged gasps as he got closer finally losing himself in the bliss of shooting toxic cum into an unsuspecting now ex-virgin” “Did you enjoy that baby boy?” Jeff asked between swell little kisses “Oh yes though it hurt at first” the bred boy said Jeff laughed “I know how you feel, he took my virginity” he said pointing to Mike who stood stroking his monster as it drooled pre. “You should feel how he fills a hole up. It’s incredible” “He’s so big but I want to try” he said “I will be gentle” Mike said moving between the still spread legs and slowly pushing the head in his kisses more demanding and dominating “Oh my God, so huge” came the reply when Mike pulled his tongue out of his mouth Mike worked abut 8 inches in then said “It’s easier to take the rest all at once but it will hurt for a bit “Ok, I want it all” came the reply Mike pulled back and rammed forward and Jeff winced in sympathy remembering the first time Mike had passed his inner barrier The young man moaned in pain and pleasure as Mike truly fucked him and quickly. mercifully bred him with his own poz seed staying buried in the spasming hole thill he started to soften They both continued to make out with the now pozzed boy Jeff fucking him twice more and Mike breeding him again once , They quietly dressed as the man they had deliberately pozzed lay sleeping sweetly unaware of the virus invading his bloodstream slipping out the door and shutting it. Holding hands as they walked towards the exit “What was his name?” Mike asked “I don’t think he ever told us” Jeff said as they left the building

Sorry for my attempts at poetry/lyrics in this chapter it will make sense later ************************************************************************************** They had decided to keep Mike’s house as a rental and tax write off so they swung by to pack some personal things and the rest of Mike’s play equipment. Jeff picked up a picture of Mike in his show choir uniform from high school “Awwwww look at the Emo Twink! You were SO adorable! Were you any good?” “I got a few solos so I guess so” Mike replied sitting at his computer and finding the video file his mom had made “Here” he said clicking play and a much younger Mike popped up on the screen singing a show tune “Why didn’t you tell me you could sing?” Jeff asked “It just never came up I don’t think about it much” Mike shrugged “I also wrote music though it’s not very good” “Do you still have them?” Jeff asked “Some of them, I think. Look on the top shelf in the closet” He said pointing to the bedroom “A black box has some of my drawings and songs” Mike shut down the computer and started disassembling it to pack as Jeff headed for the bedroom “I knew you could draw but these are really good Mike” came down the hall then the sound of papers rustling followed by a long silence followed by a very soft “Oh my” Jeff came down the hall holding a piece of sheet music as Mike looked up he started to sing and the story of two boys, best friends finding fun and mischief came from his lips then the first course: Always together, Just me and you Our boyhood dreams under skies so blue I kept my secret, you never knew That my heart beat Just for you Then more adventures but this time tinged with sadness ending with one boy flying off to college and the second course: Always apart now, me and you My broken dreams flown into the blue I bit my tongue, you never knew That day my heart broke because of you Mike sat there stunned as Jeff crossed the room to sit in his lap “Mike that was beautiful, your music does not suck” he said and gently kissed him. Mike blinked away tears and said “I wrote that for Luke” and he pointed at a wedding photo of a blond man and woman in white with Mike standing behind the man in a black tuxedo “I was the best man at his wedding. You made that sound much better than I ever could. I don’t think I ever sung it out loud actually” “You must have really loved him” Jeff said a bit sadly “I thought i did” Mike said looking him in the eyes “But lately I have been rethinking what love is” They packed a few more things and left the rest for the movers Jeff walking out the door with a black box tucked under his arm. Hank was a regular visitor at The Compound now that he had retired from football “I want to get out while I am still young, pretty and have my health” he joked by the pool one day as the three sat naked in the sun Jeff had insisted that when it was just the boys this was a naked pool and Hank after some coaxing had ditched his swim suit. “I really don’t know what to do with myself though, I never thought about what I would do after football” Hank’s reluctance became obvious almost at once. His cock which would have been average on a normal man looked somewhat undersized on his huge muscled frame and with Mike swinging like a pendulum a guy could get self conscious. Neither Mike or Jeff (Jeff not Billy Hank reminded himself) seemed to notice so he quickly relaxed and just had fun. Mike and Jeff had gradually opened up to him about the dynamics of their relationship showing him their dungeon. Jeff modeling the custom bondage equipment they had had built especially the self locking bench where motion sensors closed the restraints when an ankle or wrist was placed into them. They could be released by a button on the wall and were on a half hour timer as well to prevent accidents. They even told him after swearing him to secrecy that Mike was trying to poz Jeff. Hank accepted it after being taken aback for a bit. What they did was their business. Today Hank was telling them about his fiancé Janice. They had been dating for 5 years. “You should have her out here for a party so we can meet her!” Jeff said “She is flying back east in two days” he said “Have her out tomorrow then!” The following day the four of them (properly swim suited this time) sat by the pool and Jeff had already decided he did not like Janice. She always seemed down on Hank giving him veiled insults and demeaning him though Hank looked at her with disgusting puppy eyes for a man his age. Even when she told him to shut up and lightly slapped him on his cheek. The party ended early much to Jeff’s relief. A few weeks later Mike and Jeff drove into town, their destination was Mike’s (and now Jeff’s) Doctor. Jeff had had blood drawn a week ago and the test results were back. They sat holding hands as they got the news “Jeff your test results are positive and your strain is exactly the same as Mike’s” the Dr. said then sighed as they shared a deep kiss to celebrate. “I suppose like Mike you are going to refuse medication?” “At this time Dr.” Jeff said As they drove home fully intending on fucking for the rest of the day Jeff smiled. He had Mike inside him forever! On pulling through the gate however they saw Hank’s car parked and Hank standing next to it. “Hank, this is not a good…” Mike started “Janise left me” Hank blurted out “She said she needed a man who could satisfy her and with a dick like mine I didn’t qualify as a man at all” Hank finished Jeff started forward to hug him but was stopped by Mike’s harsh words “She’s right” Mike looked around angry at this interruption of his plans and said “Follow me lets not do this outside” and led them into the side building to the dungeon in the back then he stepped in front of the stunned quarterback and unzipped his pants pulling out his cock and balls and letting them hang “This is what a man has between his legs” He said motioning for Jeff to do the same. Bewildered Jeff pulled out his own hardening cock and let it hang “Now” Mike said in a harsh voice ‘Strip and show us what you think makes you a man” Blushing and squirming Hank obeyed “Put your hands behind your head” Mike ordered and Hank complied Mike walked around him feeling a muscle here and there then taking both Hank’s nipples in his fingers he twisted hearing a moan escape his lips and smirking evilly as Hanks cock spewed cum on the floor ‘You are not a man.” Mike said “You are a little small dicked bitch pretending to be a man and hoping no one notices. You didn’t come here for comfort, you came here because you knew I was here and it’s in your nature to submit to a real man like me” Hank tried to say something but Mike barked “Shut up bitch!” and stepped forward to rub the head of his half hard cock over Hank’s small shaft “I’m going to tell you what is going to happen, You can either obey or you can get dressed and leave.” Mike walked over to a shelf and picked up a ball gag “You are going to put this in your mouth then you will walk over to the bench and place yourself in bondage. Once you do this I will mount you and I will fuck you. I won’t pull out when I cum. I will deliberately infect you with my virus and you will be grateful that a real man is using you like you were always meant to be used. Don't think this is sex for your pleasurer you are simply submitting yourself to the will of a real man and his desire to breed you. When I release you you will never think of yourself as a man again you will think of yourself as my property” Hank bent down reaching for his clothes and his face bumped into Mike’s half hard cock after a moment he straightened. took the gag from Mike’s hand and put it in his mouth then he walked over the bench laying over it and letting each restraint close on him testing them and finding not even he was strong enough to break loose Mike disengaged the timer. This was going to take more than half an hour Jeff was looking at him with awe in his eyes his cock literally drooling pre as Mike worked the muscle ass in front of him once again using no lube but pre eventually popping the head in then working the shaft into his new bitch past the inner barrier and fully into the guts sliding in and out edging for over an hour inside that “straight” ass before leaning down and whispering “Here comes my virus bitch” into Hank’s ear as he shot wad after wad on toxic cum up that hole. Mike stepped aside motioning to Jeff who had been edging the entire time. Jeff stepped behind and rammed his cock into Hanks battered hole blasting his first confirmed poz load into his helpless friend

Older Neighbor Friend Part 2 Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider. Jake and I finally parted and agreed to take a quick shower and hit the pool one more time before I had to go. "Let me go start the shower Tim", Jake said as he got off of me and left me on his bed. "I will call you in when it is hot". I watched him walk into the bathroom, just making out his big balls as he walked. I heard the shower water start as I closed my eyes to relive what had just taken place. I was covered in my own cum and also laying in a growing pool of Jake's cum, as I could feel his load slowly leaking out of me. My mind flashed back to first seeing his beautiful cock at the pool to now. As my eyes were still closed, I reached my hand down to feel my now wet and slightly sore ass. I had never felt like this before. There was cum on my ass cheeks and on the bed. I moved my fingers up to my inner ass cheeks, spread my legs slightly, and ran a finger around my ass hole, it seemed puffy and so wet. I was amazed at how much cum there was. "Tim, the shower is nice and warm, come join me", I heard Jake say from the bathroom. I immediately snapped out of my dream and got up off the bed, my legs a little wobbly when my feet hit the floor. It was now that I started to feel the bigger part of Jake's load using gravity to exit my body. I could actually feel his cum starting to run down my inner thigh. Jake had a little bit bigger shower in his bathroom, which was very nice. I pulled the door open and saw him standing there, front to me and back to the shower, letting the water run down his body. I had to stare at his beautiful full man cock for a second. He was gorgeous, seemed to be a little less than semi hard. "Come on in and shut the door", he said. I got all the way in and pulled the glass door shut behind me. Jake said, "here babe, you stand under the water I have to piss". He grabbed me by the shoulders and led me around so I was under the water. Jake stood in front of me and turned slightly and started to pee. I couldn't take my eyes off of Jake's cock as it let loose a long stream of piss. Jake just let out a low groan. "whew, needed to pee bad, glad you don't mind", Jake said. "I love watching you pee Jake, if I am being honest". As Jake's stream slowed to a trickle he guided my hand to his cock and asked me to squeeze out the last. Of course I obliged and in doing so aimed his cock at me. Jake hit me with the last few spurts of his piss. That was a first, and it was very hot! "Damn Tim, that was nice to see. We might have to visit this again one day" Jake said smiling. "I agree with that sir". "Turn around Tim, let me wash your ass and get you clean". I turned my back to Jake and I felt him rubbing my back. I then heard him getting a wash cloth ready then felt him rubbing it around my ass cheeks, getting my body soapy. I felt one of my ass cheeks pulled apart and his finger enter me. My head fell back and my legs automatically spread open further. "Fuck boy, I can feel my cum in you. Sorry babe, I put a lot in you this time, but damn glad! it was needed". "please don't ever say sorry Jake, I loved it so much and wouldn't ever change a thing", I told him. Jake withdrew his finger from my aching ass and pulled me close, bring his face to ear. "I can't wait to fuck you again Tim, I hope it is soon". I felt Jake's big cock on the side of my ass cheek and starting to grow. "please sir, I need you to fuck me again, anytime you want". :watch out Tim, I just might get used to your ass on my cock". And now his cock was hard up against my back. I knew what I wanted so I reached back and held on to his big cock. At the same time I took a small step forward and bend over slightly. Then guided his big manly dick towards my ass crack. "are you sure Tim? I can wait, but it has to be soon". I continued guiding Jake's cock until I felt the head reach my wet hole. I turned to Jake, "please cum in me one more time today. please sir". Jake took his cock from my hand and told me, "spread your ass open for daddy, I need to be in your ass again". I did just that, pulling my ass apart. immediately I felt Jake's cock head poking at my sore ass ring. My own cock started growing immediately as his cock touched my hole. "that's it baby boy, open up for me", Jake said. I felt his cock head starting to spread me open. I started pushing out, as he had taught me, at the same time as he pushed his cock in. The sensation of my my sore ass ring was a little tender, but that gave way to the immense pleasure I started feeling from his cock spreading me open! 'pop' and his cock was in me, continuing to invade my insides again. I let go of my ass cheeks and braced myself on the wall ahead of me. I felt Jake's hands grip my waist as he continued to push into me. Fuck, it felt so amazing. This time Jake was not stopping, but pushing deep into me with one long stroke. Soon I felt Jake's body against my ass cheeks. "Tim, the heat from your ass is amazing. I can feel your body pulsing around my cock." I could feel it too. His cock was all the way in me, deeper that it was only a short time ago, I was sure of it. By now my cock was so hard and I needed to stroke it. As I began to stroke my cock I felt Jake start to pull out and then push back in again. This happened over and over, the pace quickening with each motion. "I need to fuck you Tim, fuck you deep and fill you with my load". "Please don't stop daddy, please fuck me full of your cum. I want it all". I was getting all that I wanted now. There was no stopping Jake now, not that I would, but I knew he was taking ownership of my ass and I was very happy. "Daddy I am cumming", I yelled. my orgasm started as soon as I told him that, he was stroking me just right and I shot another load onto his shower floor. I felt Jake grab my hips harder and shove as deep as he could. "take my load boy". I felt his cock grow and shoot and pulse in me like I already knew he could do. That cock was reaching so deep in me, I had never felt anything like it. To me, we were bonding and becoming one. Jake held me close and held us still. He was breathing so hard, which is so sexy to me. Jake started to relax his body and with that I could feel his cock shrinking and starting to slide out of me. "Damn boy, I do love fucking you. thank you for that again." As soon as Jake finally eased his wet cock out of me, I felt a huge drop of his cum drop out of me. Jake smacked my ass. I stood fully and turned around and looked down. Even shrinking Jake's big cock was just so damn sexy! I fell to my knees and lifted his heavy cock to my mouth. I had to taste his cock just out of me. His cock tasted a little musky, but wonderfully salty with his cum covering it. Jake put his hand on my head and pushed it back a bit to look into my eyes. "Tim, you are so amazing and so glad we met". He then lifted me and embraced me, kissing me deeply. Jake and I finished washing up and holding each other in the warm shower. It felt so great. This man could do anything to me, and with me. I loved being with him, it was everything I had wanted. When we were finally dressed again in shorts, it was time for me to head home. Jake walked me to the door, before opening it, kissed me deeply and grabbed my ass roughly. "Tim, please come back soon, anytime, ok?". "Jake, I want that so bad, I want to see you a lot". Jake smiled, "maybe I should just lock the door and never let you leave." We both laughed, but it was a great idea. Jake then looked a little serious. "Tim, I know that we both loved having natural sex today, and I am so thankful you wanted to do that with me, give yourself that way, but I know there is a risk with me fucking you raw. If you ever feel unsafe, please tell me and I will wear a condom. ok?. Just embraced Jake harder. Then I looked up at him in the eyes, "please don't ever meantion it again. I love your bare cock in me, the best feeling of my life so far.". I paused for a moment and then continued, "I just want so much more Jake". Jake kissed me again, "you will get it all then my baby boy".

For the first two weeks of my return home we chatted almost every day over Scruff. With every passing day he became more discouraged that he wasn’t coming down with the fuck flu. I assured him it doesn’t always take, and thought to myself ‘damn, none of those other guys knocked him up.’ I began to encourage him to get out there and offer his ass to every raw cock he could find. “I only cheat on my boyfriend with you daddy!” was his ongoing reply. “As your master, I order you to cheat, tell me about all your hot encounters.” I replied. “I’m not your slave until you knock me up daddy.” My God his pig headedness was infuriating. “You don’t get to tell daddy, son. You take orders. If you don’t start to follow my instructions I will just have to stop chatting and you won’t meet me in the flesh in the spring.” “No daddy, don’t leave me! Don’t abandon me. Please. Please! Please!!! I need your gift. I need to be your slave. I need you to rescue me from my lame boyfiend. I needed for it to be you who pozes me. It can’t be anyone else” I decided to not contact or respond to him for the next month. There were two or three desperate pleas from him, but I just ignored them. I even considered stopping writing this story knowing he was reading it and my commitment to the story might be misconstrued as a commitment to let him change my mind. Truth is I’ve written many gifting and chasing stories on this site. I did so fully knowing they were strictly fiction. I knew this one was also fiction but the young man didn’t seem to be getting that message. I hadn’t heard from him for a full month. Then I got this message. “Hi daddy! This is your devoted son. I still haven’t got sick and I even went to get tested. It came back negative. I now realize you were not toxic when you bred me. Your biohazard tattoo was a fake. I’m not angry, in fact I’ve loved the hole charade. It was so fucking hot to believe that you were gifting me. It was even fucking hot waiting to convert, anticipating telling my boyfriend how I cheated and got knocked up. You so made me believe I was getting what I needed. Thank you for all of this, and now I know more than ever that I need you to be my master, I need your strain of HIV running in my blood stream. No one else’s will do. I got a taste of the slut you will turn me into. I need more! Thank you daddy” This was followed quickly by; “I need you to know I have not cheated again on my lame boyfriend. I only cheat with you. I dream often of your toxic poz cock blasting in my son ass, ‘painting my guts’ as you often say.” I couldn’t resist and wrote back: “You tell me you haven’t cheated on your boyfriend. Has he been cheating on you? Has he brought those three men you don’t like home for threesomes? Has he had them breed you? Had you watch him breed them? This daddy needs to know.” “I have not had sex with any men without my boyfriend making it happen. I don’t know if he cheats and that is not for me to know. Two of the men from before have been back. They each loaded my ass as my boyfriend watched, He also made me watch him raw fuck them, I still don’t like them! He brought three new men home one night. They were all drunk. He told two of them to rape me, the third was too drunk and slept through my cries and moans. Even though I made a great fuss and fought back I secretly loved such intense sex. It was in stark contrast to my boyfriend’s vanilla excuse for love making. When each of them exploded their cum in my ass I almost felt like I was the one that had raped them. My boyfriend saw how much I enjoyed it and power fucked one of those guys as an act of revenge. He hasn’t touched me for the three weeks since. But he has told me they are coming back this Friday night. I can hardly wait. But I really need your bare poz toxic cock in me, that is all I will be thinking about, all I ever think about when I’m getting fucked or raped. I need your toxic babies in my body, claiming me, owning me.” I responded; “Let me know if they come on Friday night. Tell me every detail.” Saturday morning I received this note; “They came last night. The three men with my boyfriend. They forcefully stripped me naked and tied me to a chair. Then they gagged me. I thought I would choke it was so tight. Then they all stripped and had a bb orgy in front of me. Everyone got raw fucked except my shit head boyfriend. Everyone got bred accept my ass hole boyfriend. Then I was untied and forced to suck the cum out of all of their dripping asses. They thought they were forcing me to swallow all the cum and ass juices. I did a better job of hiding my enjoyment from them and my boyfriend. After the other three left my boyfriend told me what a good boy I had been to watch him get so much enjoyment. He then fucked me harder than ever before, but he was spent and couldn’t cum. That’s when he really surprised me. He loaded me bare assed into his truck. Took me to a cruising woods, tied my arms around a tree and encouraged men to fuck and breed my prone ass. I didn’t see any of them, but six raw cocks pounded my hole and each left a sticky deposit. See daddy, you must come right now and breed me with your toxic babies. You can’t let some stranger knock me up. I only want the gift from you. I need to be your poz son, your poz slave. Then I’ll be happy to take as many other poz strains from stranger as you want. I just need the gift from you first. Please daddy, please.” I wrote right back; “Holy fuck son, that is one of the hottest stories I’ve ever read. Did that really happen? Keep reporting to me like this and I might just go against my principles and go off meds to gift you. That is if one of these strangers your boyfriend is farming your ass out to doesn’t do the job first.” “No daddy!” I could hear his plaintive cry through the letters on my screen. “Don’t let anyone gift me but you. As much as I loved all those men using me I’m scared sick that I might get it from them. Please come and gift me now. I need it to be you. I’m going to confess to my boyfriend that I’m not taking PreP, I’m going to beg him not to do that to me again. Please come save me, breed me, poz me, then you can throw me naked to the dogs I won’t care. But I need to be your poz son first. No one else will do! Please daddy, I’m begging you."

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

I was sitting in my office but still horny as fuck feeling my partners cum on my hole and desperately played with the plug I had in me so I went on the apps and was hit immediately by a cute 19 year old, stating he needed a hole to fuck and sent my a pic of a nice long and thick curved cock (I thought it was at least 9"). I quickly replied that my hole is his to use and that I already have a load in me which got him horny, he send me the address to nearby residential building and wanted me to ping him when I am at the entrance and he'll let me in. I was already in the Uber and on my way. I sent him a message telling that I'll be there in 2 min and he quickly replied that he'll meet me in the entrance. he was so hot, young but very athletic, wore a tight shirt to emphasize his muscles and a lose pants, we both smiled and he opened the door for us. when we got in the elevator I was confused that he pressed down to go to one of the parking floors and he explained that his parents are home and couldn't host but we can use the storage unit he always play in. Sounded hot to me and we lightly touched each other while he led the way, he turned on a dim light in the storage unit and I saw a mattress and some lube and a couple bottles of popper and smile. we immediately stripped and started making out, he was impressed when he saw my wet plugged hole and his dick got rock hard. All I could think of was damnnnn the pics he sent didn't do it justice and it was almost 11" and thick as fuck!!! I drooled and got on my knees to suck this magnificent beast. he politely asked if it was ok and if I'm sure I wanted him to fuck me because not all guys/girls he hook up with can. I just grinned and pulled him closer with my hands on his ass encouraging him to go rough. he took the hint and started ramming his cock down my throat making me groan filling my throat up. then he pulled out and his cock was slick and glistening with my throat juices and said he wanted my hole now! I told him to lay on the mattress and he asked if I needed lube or poppers and I answered no because I want to feel him use me hard. Pulled out the plug out of my hole and showed him how wet and gaping I was before I used my muscles and closed tight. He was groaning and I just began lowering myself till I felt the huge mushroom head touch my hole! took a deep breath and focused on my hole stretching as I was lowering my self on it slowly till I felt his pubes and he was fully lodged in my cunt!! he was impressed and I started to use my hole muscles to get used to it and also milk him before I started riding him. first it was slow but then I went full cowboy and rode him hard! We were both growing and I encouraged him to go harder and rougher so he decided to switch positions and now I was laying on my back with him on top of me and my legs on his shoulders without his enormous cock leaving! then he really went for it and began pounding my hole HARD!!! he lasted less then 10 min like this and we were both sweating when he said he's getting close. I was just whimpering and begged him to breed my cunt, that put him in overdrive and he was going even harder till I felt him staying deep and breeding me. I could feel his cock expanding with every shot he gave me, after about 10-11 shots he collapsed on me, sweating and we started making out while he was still deep in me. after such an intense fuck I thought it'd be it but while we were kissing he suddenly started gently fucking me again so I asked him to breed me again, he said the second time usually takes him longer to cum and asked if it's ok. So cute! Again I held him tight and deep in me and he took the hint. This time it started very soft, we were making love as he felt so good in my cummy hole filled with 2 big loads. We switched positions several times and I was fucked missionary, doggie, standing up and riding him for almost 45 minutes till I was laid on my back and he started ramming building himself up for a second load. This time when he came he just shuddered and came so hard and I came handsfree as well covering us both with cum. the second load felt almost as big as the first one and he shyly apologized that he cum a lot! I told him how much I love it and wished he'd never stop flooding me! we stayed like that for a bit more making out till he got softer and pulled out my slick cummy hole, I immediately moved and took him in my mouth, tasting all the loads, my ass juices and some streaks of pink from the pounding my hole took and I was so happy. Oink. When we got dressed we exchanged numbers and I told him we live close by and that we'd love to continue having fun, either just me and him or with my partner too and he got excited about the idea and asked how soon can we arrange something cause he never had a fuck like that without being asked to pull out because of the pain. I plugged my ruing cuumy hole back and kissed him before I left and told him that my hole is his to use anytime he wanted. While I was in an Uber on my way to lunch with a colleague I called my partner telling him all about the latest adventures and bragged lol

My hubby has never been good at remembering important dates with me. Well neither of us remember the date let alone year we were married. I do remember his birthday each year and at least plan a dinner out on the years I don't through him a party. He has never remembered mine. This year appeared to be no exception. He announced the day before my birthday that he was heading out of town to spend some time with his brother. He promptly packed his bag and left. I awoke on my birthday deciding to waist no energy on resentment. It was a beautiful July morning so I had a leisurely breakfast in the sun on the back deck. Well, maybe a tiny resentment that the deck isn't more private from the neighbors. Breakfast in my birthday suite would have been perfect. After breakfast I got on my bike and enjoyed a three hour ride on the country roads near us. As I showered off the sweat, road dust, and suntan lotion I decided to clean out. After all I had the rest of the day to myself and maybe I'd get lucky. When I was cleaning up the kitchen after a light lunch, again in the sun, this time clad only in my skimpiest speedo, I noticed a delivery van pull into our drive. Out jumped a handsome kilted 30 something year old man. I give my hubby a 'Kilty Pleasures' calender in his stocking every Christmas. It hangs proudly in our kitchen and each month we ogle a new handsome stud, usually only wearing a low slung kilt on his handsome, muscular tanned body. This delivery man could have been a model from the calender. As I met him at the front door I could see his sturdy tanned legs. Beautiful tartan kilt. And, instead of a shirt he wore an open vest showing off his eight pack abbs and lightly haired muscular chest. His chiseled jaw was covered in a tightly cropped beard, and long flowing hair framed his handsome face and smiling eyes. I was so taken by his looks I didn't notice the paper wrapped flowers until he reached out to hand them to me. "Can I step in? There's a note for you to read." He said in the sexiest voice I'd ever heard. "Of course, come on in. " I responded with some embarrassment. The note was from my hubby; "Happy Birthday my man. I hope you enjoy the flowers and the delivery!" When I looked up from the note the delivery man was holding a clip board toward me and offering me a pen. I realized he needed a signature confirming the delivery. I went to sign it without reading and he stopped me, "You are going to want to read this before you sign. " The form was signing off on permission for he (Shel) and his assistant (Don) to give me a message. I didn't bother reading all the fine print, if this hunks hands were going to be on me I was in. It didn't even occur to me to wonder why he needed an assistant. I quickly signed my 'John Henry '. He motioned to the delivery vehicle and an equally gorgeous assistant got out, grabbed a folding message table from the back and came into the house. Yes, he too was in a kilt and open vest. The table was set up in the middle of our living room and the attendant closed the blinds. I was instructed to make myself comfortable. As I proceeded to climb on the table Shel told me to 'not be shy it would work better if I was naked." 'Right' I thought. 'As sexy as they are in those kilts I wish they'd get naked.' But I didn't say anything, just stripped and quickly lay on my belly adjusting my hardon and placing my forehead in the holder. I soon felt warm lotion being applied and Shel's expert hands went to work. I was quickly so relaxed my eyes were closed and I forgot about the assistant. Shel had started on my feet and legs, then moved up to my hands and arms. When working on my upper arm and shoulder he adjusted my lower arm to hang over the side of the table. My hand was brushing the front of his kilt. I snuck a peak and saw he had removed his vest. He winked at me and I returned my head to the resting holder. I began to notice a bulge in his kilt and clearly he was placing it right where my hand couldn't help but touch. Slowly and eventually I took hold of it. Nothing was said and he just kept working his magic with his hands. When he switched sides and arms the same pattern was followed. I was quicker to find and take firm hold of his large hard on. My heart sank when he stopped the message long enough to remove my hand. But, just as quickly he moved my hand inside the kilt so I had free access to his naked cock. I tried to relax but all I could think was, 'just drop the kilt'. His expert hands started to work down my back and eventually found my buttox. I just wanted more and more of this man. He was not shy around my ass hole and eventually a strong finger penetrated and messaged my outer ring. I was now openly moaning my appreciation. The message stopped long enough for him to spread my legs and mount the table from the bottom. New oil was poured on my back and ass cheeks. The next thing I felt was his naked chest and abbs sliding along my butt and and up my back. I was no longer relaxed and desperately hoping he had slipped out of the damn kilt. I didn't need to wait long for my wish. He was lying full weight on my back and I could feel his thick hard on bumping my taint. I was desperately debating in my head, 'do I dare ask him to slide on in'. Then I noticed his hand had moved down. He was lining his cock up to my hole. I gently moaned, "Yes, yes!" His cock head penetrated me and I gasped. He encouraged me to breathe deep and poppers were placed at my nose. 'Oh yeah, the assistant ' I realized. Shel pushed in slowly but steadily. He was soon into me balls deep. Don whispered in my ear; "Oh yeah, he's raw, your husband's instructions were very specific. And I've captured every moment of that bareback penetration on video slut. Happy Birthday. " "Holy shit, hubby set this all up!" I exclaimed . Shel's sexy voice; "Yup. Do you want this to continue? I noticed you didn't take time to read the fine print details. " "Fuck me, breed me, yes, yes yes .... anything, everything ... I want it all!" Shel then gave me the fuck pounding of my lifetime. As ten minutes passed his pace quickened and his breathing became eratic. "Your boyfriends instructions were to paint your intestines with my cum. You ready?" I didn't have time to answer and it was clear his cock was blasting me deep and full. For a full minute I felt his convulsions through my hole. He remained inside and took a full five minutes laying on my back regaining his breath. "Are you ready to roll over so I can message your front now Birthday boy?" His sexy voice sent shivers down my spine. I rolled over and his magic hands had me relaxed as soft putty in no time. He rubbed me down from head to toe avoiding my pelvic region. Everything else taken care of he began moving down from my belly button moving closer and closer to my balls and the base of my cock. Then he transitioned from message to hand job on my super charged fully erect pole. Precum was flowing freely when his gentle fingers started swirling my sensitive cock head. I was just about ready to blow when his words held me back. "This is for your pleasure. Would you mind if I continued with my mouth. " "Mind?! Are you kidding. Your enjoyment is my enjoyment. " I was ready to blow the minute his luscious lips wrapped round my hard cock flesh. But I fought to hold off. Thankfully it was not long until he spoke again. "What a gorgeous cock. Could I please ride it?" "I insist. I was afraid you'd never ask." He was on the table and squatting in a snap. As my naked member breached his hole his sexy voice crooned, "I hope you don't mind me riding it raw. " "I wouldn't give it to you any other way. " I responded "I hope you want my cum in you where you planted yours in me 'cause I can't hold it ... Fuuccckkk ... argh .... fuckin breedin your sexy ass Shel ... fuckin breeding you. " My orgasm went on and on ass he sat his entire weight down to keep my erupting cock in to the hilt. "Sorry bud, I know you're the paying customer. Please consider that to be my tip." When he climbed off the table Don handed him the video camera, stripped out of his kilt and asked me to bend over the table. His cock was even thicker and longer than Shel's. I didn't hesitate. He drove right into my still sloppy hole and rarely had I felt so stretched and full. He waisted no time in getting up to speed and was quickly struggling with rasped breaths. "Tell me what you need slut." Don's insistent voice. "Breed my slutty ass. Please " "No need to ask twice." And rope after rope of his hot cum sprayed deep into my insatiable hole. When they were packed up and leaving the door they both thanked me and assured me the edited video would be in my hubby and my email boxes within two hours. After the morning ride and this super sexy workout I was exhausted. I fell into bed and slept for three solid hours. I was awakened by my phone. It was hubby. We got on line and watched the video at the same time. I had blasted another load before the video ended. Hubby wondered how I liked my gift. "Best fucking birthday ever! Literally ! Thanks for knowing me so well. " "Love ya bud. With that much cum in your ass I'm pretty sure where you're heading for tonight. " He winked as he signed off. I debated for about thirty seconds if I could improve the experience with Shel and Don. I knew I couldn’t. I hopped in the car and headed for the bathhouse anyway.

This scene is from the HDK film Fucking Awesome

Glad to hear it.

When I kept that cumdump a few years ago, he always called me "Daddy" - still does, for that matter. But I never called him merely "boy", which, to me, seems de-humanizing in some way. I just called him by his name. Sometimes it would be a conjunction of two words, ending in "boy", but never just "boy". I didn't need to reinforce my power over him in that way.

I have always done bb with my boyfriends, never with hookups. After my last break up 4 years ago, I had great sex with a random bear, we kept texting days later and he confessed he stealthed me because my ass felt so good. I was angry and scared, but I asked him to meet again and just do bb thus time. From that moment I used condoms less and less, and now it is one year I only do bb. I started going to saunas and dark rooms, do all the things they tell you not to do to keep a healthy life but hey, I have never felt so alive! It's still a bit scary, most of the times I don't even see the face of who's breeding me, but I am accepting that this is who I am, and I will never go back to using condoms.

I'm with you on this one ... I'm not fucking a model in some magazine, or some guy on a videotape ... I'm fucking a guy that loves raw Cock rutting/Breeding his Hole - and that's all that matters. I see faces/bodies cruising around in the fuckjoints, but when it cums right down to it, I don't know or care in the darkrooms, with one caveat: I'm not swinging a porn-cock, and if the cheeks are so fat I can't even get to the Hole, welllllll ....

Mke was walking through the kitchen when he heard Jeff’s phone, the ring ton indicating it was a message from family. “Who is that Babe?” he asked as Jeff read a text his eyes going wide “Ummm you should read this” Jeff said, holding out the phone. Mike read the message from Jeff’s dad and flushed Jeff’s parents had divorced amicably when Jeff was 18 and when Jeff had taken over his own finances they had separated his Dad moving out so they could pursue their own interests. Mary, Jeff’s mom, who at 48 looked 30 had stormed the penthouse two days after the wedding taking to Mike instantly and berating her son for “trapping” this “poor innocent” boy and he better make Mike happy. Jeff had just laughed and hugged her. That night she had shocked them both by asking “Jeff, how the hell do you walk when he is done with you?” Mike loved Mary He did not meet Jeff’s dad till about a month after they had moved to The Compound. Jeff had been in New York on business and was due back the next day when Jay arrived. After sex 2 or 3 times daily since they had met Mike was really missing his husband. When the figure stepped out of the taxi in front of the house Mike at first Jeff was a day early but the hair was salt and pepper and close examination showed a few smile lines Jeff did not have/ “Hi I’m Jay, Jeff’s dad. You must be Mike!” he said extending his hand “Great to meet you!” Mike said adjusting fast “I’m staying with a friend in town but I wanted to pop out to meet you” “Jeff is out of town till tomorrow but come on back by the pool and lets talk” Mike said “I didn’t bring a suit” Jay said “One of Jeff’s will fit you I’m sure” Mike replied They chatted for a while Mike uncomfortably aware of how similar Jay’s body was to Jeff’s and after a week of denial his cock responded in entirely inappropriate ways “I realized I was gay when Jeff was about 10” Jay said “His mom and I had drifted apart sexually but we stayed together for the kids and because she’s always been my best friend. Since we split I for real I have been down in Jamaica sampling the fresh fruits” he said with a laugh “I’m guessing you were popular. I hope you played safe” he was Jeff’s dad after all “Life is no fun without taking risks” Jay replied noting Mike’s problem “and I’m going to take one now” he said dropping his suit and walking over to Mike and freeing his cock from the thong that was about to give up anyway he straddled the frozen younger man and slid his ass SO much like Jeff’s down in his cock. Instinct rook over and Mike grabbed those slim hips thrusting up inside Jay was much more aggressive that Jeff “Come on boy, fuck that ass. Breed this old man” Mike groaned loud filling his father in law with toxic seed. Jay rode him a bit longer shooting his own load then he pulled up. Put his suit back on and continued getting to know his son in law like nothing had happened. The next day Mike was by the pool when Jeff came home. He dropped his bags in the front foyer and came out back for a quick kiss. “I met your dad yesterday, he was here” Mike said “Oh! How long is he in town for? I hope I get to see him. I’m gonna take a shower” Jeff said turning and starting back inside “Babe” Mike said nervously “Things got a little out of hand, I kind of fucked him, well he didn’t give me much choice he just sat on my cock” Jeff stiffened and slowly turned. Mike was secretly surprised gis eyes were not glowing red, He loomed over Mike reaching down to grab one of his chest hairs “You” he said yanking out the hair “pozzed” each successive word accompanied by another lost chest hair “my dad and you didn’t delay it so I could watch!” Mike relaxed as the import of Jeff's words sank in. He could lose a few chest hairs. It was better than losing a husband. Jeff paged through his phone and made a call ‘Dad? Yeah it’s Jeff. If you want to use my toys you need to ask me first. YOU taught ME that! Yes I’m talking about Mike! What? Yes we are free, see you then” and hung up “We are meeting him at seven for dinner” Jeff said and went in the house to shower. Jeff bumped him and his mind returned to the present. The text read “Boys just letting you know I have tested HIV positive. My Dr says every partner I have had since my last test should get tested themselves. Sorry to put this on you” They looked at each other and Jeff texted back “Mike has been to the Dr no surprises”

That's why I don't like monogamous relationships, I love tasting all types men.

That's a good point that I hadn't thought about. He was asking about something pretty extreme (fetishizing getting STIs which people talk about on here, but isn't my thing and I don't find personally hot). That's why I said "yeah, I get why people like that but it's not for me." Or something to that effect.

I had to make a paper towel diaper when writing this, because I was generating so much pre-cum. Enjoy! ------------------------------------ The 15-minute walk back home replenished my poppers-lungs with fresh oxygen and the cool spring air made everything so clear. I could feel a familiar wetness between my ass cheeks, and it made my cock tingle. When I entered our home, I looked through the bedroom door and found my husband naked in bed, playing games on his phone. He was so fucking cute. Even though we’ve been together for ages, I was still as much in love with him as I was when we first met. My husband Vincent, or Vince, was a short slim guy, making him look like a twink even though he was in his early forties. Only his well-trimmed beard would give a hint as to what the real age of this blonde beauty was. He was clearly popular among the dark Spanish guys, looking like a miniature Viking. My little pocket Viking, as I used to call him. He smiled at me and asked: - “Did you have fun, babe?” - “I sure did…”, I answered as I took off all my clothes. I jumped on the bed next to him, kissed him and crawled as close as possible to his warm body. The feeling of his naked skin against mine is the best feeling in the world. All troubles, aches and pains just melt away as I caress every part of his smooth skin. He kissed me back and as I caressed his hairless ass, he grabbed my hand and pushed my index finger into his hole. It was wet. He’d been fucked while I was gone. My cock immediately became rock hard again. I’ve never been able to resist his freshly fucked, cum filled hole. - “Seems like you’ve had some fun too?” - “Yes, when you left, I kept thinking of you getting fucked and I got horny and wanted some action for myself, so I started Scruff and was hit up by this bear couple who lives just two blocks away.” - “So, you’ve got two loads in there?”, I said, getting even hornier. - “Uhm… More like five…”, he said and blushed. “We talked about how much I love cum, so they brough two condoms from some safe-sex-couple of tops they had met earlier today. They used it as lube when they fucked me. And one of the guys came twice, so that would make it five.” - “Holy fuck… You slut. You sexy fucking slut!”, I responded and started to leak pre-cum while I kept fingering his sloppy hole. - “What about you?”, he said, quickly pushing me onto my back while moving between my legs, lifting my right leg onto his shoulder, and inserting two fingers in my sore hole. “How many loads did you get?” I let out a yelp and rolled my eyes as I was very sore from the treatment I’d received at the sauna. Do I tell him the truth? How much of a cumdump slut is TOO much for him to handle? On the other hand, I’ve never heard of him taking five loads in one session before, and ten is only twice as much, which is a quite common factor between us. - “Ten, I think…”, I wheezed between clenched teeth. - “Wow, yeah, I can feel how wet and used you are. And I seem to notice you’re in some pain?”, he said and snickered. “Someone extra big got to you?”. - “You could say that. Like a fucking fist…” - “Wow…” My husband was hard as a fucking rock. While fingering me with his left hand he jerked his 17 cm cock with the right. I could tell he wanted to fuck me. His fingering was caressing the damage that had been done to me, massaging the cum into the mucus membranes. The pains were slowly diminishing, making it very pleasurable. He noticed and directed the head of his cock at my hole, eager to push in, but I stopped him with a hand on his stomach. - “I… It might not be a good idea right now…”, I fumbled with the words, not wanting to tell him, but also not wanting to put him at risk by letting him stick his neg cock in my hole that was filled with poz cum. - “Why? You don’t seem to be in pain anymore. Please, I didn’t cum when they fucked me, I need to cum!”, he said, spat on his cock and rubbed it over the head and onto the shaft. - “It could be risky. There could be poz cum in there and we haven’t been good with the PrEP lately, I don’t want you to catch anything.” - “We’re both cumdumps, there’s always a risk. The cum in my ass could also be poz.”, he said and pushed his cock hard against my hole. - “Yeah, but…”, I couldn’t get out of this. “The cum in my ass IS poz!”, I said looking seriously straight into his eyes. - “Just like the cum in MY ass.”, he said and leaned forward over me, kissed me deeply and simultaneously plunged his cock deep into me. I couldn’t speak for several reasons; the shock, the pleasure, the pain, the deep kissing, the overwhelming sense of us being absolutely perfect for each other. We were the same. The same twisted, perverted sluts. The same cock-hungry cumdumps. He kept fucking my ass with his cock, and my mouth with his tongue. I kept grabbing his body trying to push him deeper into me, squeezing his cock with my ass. He stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. - “I can’t believe how good this feels. Your ass is so wet and hot. I can feel all that poz cum caressing my cock inside you. But I’m too close to cumming.” He looked down, took his cock out and with his right hand he scooped up a big dollop of poz cum from my ass. It was tinted pink with my blood. He let my legs down from his shoulders and rubbed the cum all over my cock, then climbed on top and sat down on it. It slid in easily all the way down until I could feel the weight of his body on my pelvis. He threw his head back and grabbed my chest with his hands as he sat there, waiting for his ass to accommodate my rather thick cock. I sat up and embraced him in a warm hug, then grabbed his ass cheeks and lifted him slightly off my cock, only to drop him back down, hard. He yelped and told me to do it again, but harder. I did. And I did again. And again. Harder and harder until I was lifting him up and slamming him down again with all the power I could muster. - “FUCKING DESTROY ME!”, he screamed, driving his nails into the flesh of my back. - “I’m gonna fucking cum baby!”, it was all too much for me to handle. - “Shoot that last fucking neg load into my ass, my love! Mix it with those poz loads in me! I love you so much!” He kissed me again as I started shooting inside him. Probably the biggest load of my life, the orgasm just wouldn’t subside, and I forgot to breathe. I was shaking and blacking out, collapsing onto my back on the bed again. A few seconds later I came to and saw my husband sitting there on my cock, looking beautiful and very happy, but still very, very hard and horny. He still hadn’t cum, but I would not leave him that way. No way; I’m a better husband than that. - “Fuck me!”, I demanded. - “I fucking will…”, he said and got of my dick, squeezing it properly so that no cum would leak out of him. He got back in position between my legs, lifted them over his shoulders and shoved his cock all the way in in one quick move. No spit, no pre-cum, no lube, just force, and the poz cum that was slowly leaking out of my battered hole. As I had just cum, I was a bit tighter again, and it hurt. To my surprise he grabbed my throat and started choking me while violently pounding my ass. He had never done that before, but there was a wildness in his eyes that just made the choking make sense. I felt the need for air increasing, the room beginning to spin, but at the same time all the pain was gone and replaced with a feeling of euphoria, and before it became scary, he let out a roar and unloaded in me, then collapsed on top of me. We just laid like that for a long time, catching our breaths, him still inside me, me caressing his back. - “I love you.”, I whispered in his ear. - “You have no fucking idea how much I love you.”, he said back.

Late bloomer. 30's My friends and I were at a bar in Seaside NJ. Drinking a lot hanging with a bunch of girls. I kept getting drinks and there was a guy I bumped into while getting my drinks. We talked a bit and every time I got drink we would talk then he started to buy us our rounds. So I made friends with him and then we talked and I drank alot. My friends hooked up with the girls and the one i was with had to leave. They wanted to leave he said stay and he will drive me over to our room later. I said ok i was have fun. I got really loaded and he said let go to my place before he is too drunk to drive. I agreed. We got to his place and went to his room to watch tv and party. I was on his be with him still no sexual stuff yet. We talked and I was drinking a bit more. He said he was tired too tired to drive so he will get me to my place in the morning I agreed. I was really wasted then. He said for me to have the bed he will sleep on the floor with a blanket. So he took off his paints and i did too we would just sleep in our underwear still didn't know he had an agenda. He turned out the lights and left the tv on. He laid down next to me on the floor and I passed out. Later I woke up to him on his knees playing with my dick. I was still wasted and he started to suck my cock and suck my balls. I realized what was going on he held me down a bit with his hand on my neck as he sucked. I was getting angry but fucking aroused at the same time. Then he crawled up on me rolling me over sat on my ass and started to rub my back. Still had a strong hand around my neck. Then i felt him pulled my underwear off and started to rub my ass. I didnt know what to do but I was enjoying it. Then i felt him move and now totally on top of me. I felt him wipe my ass with something wet and he stuck his dick in me. He went very slow and it hurt real bad at 1st at that point i was either going to get sick or black out. He eventually had his whole dick in me and started to thrust. I was so shocked,angry, scared but It did feel good after a while. He must have been doing it a while. While him doing this he had his arm around my neck in a choke hold. No idea how long but he then made a loud moan and i felt his throbbing dick. He then pulled out and got a wet towel. I had a mess down there. He cleaned me up and himself a bit and flipped me over i was so numb and sore he then sucked me for a bit and I couldn't believe how fast I came. He said go take a shower and he would change the sheets. I was in the bathroom and wanted to climb out the window but I was totally naked. So i started the shower and got cleaned. My ass was sore but weird it felt good. I returned to the room and he was sitting there all naked. He said come over and sit next to him. So i did with the towel wrapped around me. He said i had a very nice ass. And started to rub my leggs. Then he started to rub my dick again. I couldn't believe i was getting aroused again. He asked if I like my ass eaten I said never had it done. He laughed and pushed me over pulled the towel off and started to kiss my back and my ass and licked all over my ass till he hit my hole. Then the funny part I stuck my ass up for him to eat it..lol. i was so into it. He had his tongue deep sucking my hole and i bet i was still dripping him. He ate me for at least an hour and I got hard as a rock. He got up grab something's and went back eating my ass. He then put something on my ass that got warm and stuck a finger in my hole. Then two. Then more. My hole felt better and I was feeling good. Then I felt his dick again go in. But it slipped in much easier no pain and it felt so good my dick exploded between me and the bed. I moan real loud the got him hot so he thusted real fast and hard for a long time. Then he moaned real loud and I felt his dick throb. He pulled out laid next to me and he fell asleep. And so did I. We woke up got showed together got cleaned dress and he drove me to were my friends place was. We didn't talk much I got out and he drove away. Never found him again. I guess thats why Im a bottom? Never forget it. Still gets me hard thinking about him.

Ever since PReP, I haven't really given it much thought, but you've got a point. While not only do I not ask, frankly, I just assume the Holes I fuck are positive, since I've already taken what steps there are to take. If the Holes I fuck are positive, then that bridge has been crossed already, and they have little to hold back their natural need to take a lot of Sperm up their Holes. It would follow that their sexual inhibitions have been jettisoned in favor of an "edgier" attitude - which I find attractive. It may also follow that their lack of inhibitions (or at least minimizing them) would encourage their most lewd, enticing behavior, which would certainly get them a gut-full every time.

My rapist robbed me of my first experience. I was first fucked when I was 12 but because I was a small kid I looked much younger. I was in a Catholic Boy's home at the time and it was the Marist Brother who was the dormitory master for my year. He found some pretext to take me out of the home for a weekend running an errand up the coast. I don't remember all of it. I'm fairly sure he drugged me before he raped me. The last thing I remember clearly is him stripped down to his briefs with an enormous hard on and climbing on top of me. The next clear memory I have is standing in the shower of that motel room the next morning, my arsehole throbbing with pain and feeling really crappy and numb. Over a decade later when I was coming out to my mother she asked me whether that Marist Brother had sexually abused me on that specific trip. By this time I was getting help dealing with the sexual abuse and coming to terms with the fact I'd never get justice because there was no evidence. A bit stunned, I told my mother that wasn't what we were talking about but that, yes, he had sexually abused me on that trip. What made her ask? That's when she told me she found my blood-stained underwear in my bag afterwards. There had been evidence, and she had suspected something, but she had spoken to no one and done... nothing. Being raped put a huge block on my sexuality and erotic life for many years. There is no playbook to find your way back to sexual joy. Everyone needs to find it for themselves, if they ever can. I was a vulnerable little gay boy in a boy's home and I believe I was targeted because of that. Recovering and finding joy in sex and taking men into my cunt took a lot of time and a lot of hard work. Early in 2019 I had a breakthrough. I surrendered my cunt to a man I shared a great connection with and he brought me to the brink of an assgasm on his cock. In a way, he was my true first time getting fucked. That connection persists and we've stayed close since.

Fuck yea - I always turn and clean the cock that has just fucked me. I think its the right thing to do as a bottom.