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Had a lazy afternoon, my partner was out for some errands and he already fucked me good all day giving me 3 fantastic loads, I was plugged, caged and feeling all his cum in me and that of course got me horny again. I got a message from an anonymous profile not so far away from me, sending his age, a body pic of him from the gym and a nice dick pic with the stats, "34, horny, 8" top" My reply was very short: "now! Where?" so I put on a tank top and shorts, don't bother with a jock since I am caged and hop in my car and it's a 5 min drive. He told me to park in the driveway and come to the back so I headed there to see this magnificent looking man, nearly 2 meters tall, naked and furry in all the right places with a semi dangling between his legs. Yummy! We stand closer and he's looking down at me, (I'm 1.85m) with a grin on his face he tells me to strip now, which I obviously do. then he said the most amazing thing, "I can't fucking believe I am going to breed you!! He saw the puzzled look on my face and said that he saw me on the apps but never had the chance to hit me but heard from a few buddies of his about my sexcapades and how big of a cumdump slut I am. fucking loved it! we went inside through the kitchen and I saw a photo on the fridge of him with his husband and twin boys, so I gave him the puzzled look again and he said that they are open and if I'm lucky his husband will be back and that he may be shorter than him but he's dick is wayyyyy bigger, that got me hornier and intrigued lol we go upstairs and I can't stop staring at his beautiful furry ass and his big balls dangling in front of me and I could barely resist myself burying my face! we got to the bedroom and start kissing and making out on the bed, he's hands touching every inch of my body, feeling my locked cock that is leaking cum, then played a little with my plugged hole, asking "home many loads you carry slut?", I answer 3 and he's dick just sprang to fully hard and it was a beautiful 8", cut and nicely thick that got me drooling. he asked me to lay on top of him with my ass facing him and I immediately obliged, taking his cock in my mouth all the way to the root, making him gasp while he pulled out my plug in one quick move, that got me moaning cause it was a big plug and my gaping, cum filled hole was right in front of his face. Then I felt his fingers playing with my hole, hearing him say that I was such a cumdump slut and how lucky I am that he's going to breed me several times and maybe his husband will too. i was in heaven just hearing him say that when he shoved his tongue up my hole, tasting all my partners loads in me, and slurping all over my hole, some of his spit and cum oozed out on my balls and it drove me wild causing my locked cock to ooze so much on him as well. After a couple of minutes of his tongue in my hole and his cock down my throat I got up and told him it's time to fuck me and I quickly sat on his cock all the way in, he was moaning while I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles and kissing him. i started riding him hard and then he switched positions and I was on my back while he was pounding me hard! I was moaning like a bitch in heat and leaking cum when he roared and I felt his dick expanding in me deep and his hot load feeding my hungry load, it was a massive load of almost 10-12 shots! he collapsed on top of me, keeping hard in me and just made out with me while he slowly kept fucking his load deep in me. we chatted for a bit and then he wanted to fuck me hard again, this time from behind so I got into position, ass up, head down and begged for his cock to breed me again. soon I felt his cock head playing with my hole till all of the sudden he pushed all the way in cause me to gasp for a second and then begged again for him to use me as the slut I am. and boy did he fuck me! Calling me all sorts of names, fucking me insanely hard just like I love and slapping my ass. This went for a while, must've been 30 minutes to build up his second load when he announced he was ready to blow and he started shooting in me again. I came handsfree while he was breeding me once again and when we finished panting I hear someone cough from the back of the room. I got startled for a second when I saw his husband, naked standing there with an enormous 11" dick and thick as an arm!!! he just asked his husband if he got my hole ready and wet for him while he approached us and began shoving his dick in my mouth. It stretched me so wide but I managed to get the huge head in my mouth for a bit while his husband pulled out from my hole and told his husband "he's all your babe and his hole is way better than what they told us", I was blushing, owning the slut that I am while he laid on the bed and told me to climb him so I could control the initial penetration of his huge cock. obviously he didn't realize how big of a slut I am lol I just smiled at him, lowered my ass till his cock head touched my hole while his husband was looking at it from behind, I kissed him deep and lowered my ass all the way down till I had the whole 11" in me. I was gasping and moaning all the way but I needed to feel that in me! his surprise was replaced with a newly found horniness and as I was beginning to ride him, he was fucking my too, we found a good rhythm like that for a while and he was about to get ready to cum and I begged him to breed my hole! Then he held my thighs tight, shoving his huge dick in me and started spasming while shooting his load. it was so amazing feeling him breeding me, I could feel every shot pumping in me! then I got up and immediately went on to clean his cock from all the cum that was leaking and my sweet ass juices! The two husbands laid one next to each other while I was alternating between them, getting them hard again while they kept taking about what a good piece of ass i am. 🥰 I rewarded them with the best blowjob I could give and rimmed them both till they got hard again. this time they wanted to spit roast me while I was on my back, let's call him Rob (the 11" monster) rammed his cock again up my hole while his husband (let's call him Dean) started fucking my face. they were both encouraging each other and the energy in the room was just electric! we went on like this for another 20 minutes of Rob plowing my hole into oblivion when he came once more in me! the amazing thing about them is that they never go soft!!! so he kept on fucking me slowly before he laid on the bed and asked me to ride him again. while I rode his pole his husband whispered in my ear that they heard how much I love feeling stretched, while he lowered my body till I was laying on his husband and then I felt his cock head alongside his husband. Slowly pushing only my well fucked hole but still needed to use some force because of how full I was with Rob's thick pole. the I felt the 'pop' and I was moaning so hard when his cockhead went in! they slowly rocked back and forth till they I was finally impaled on both their cocks, making me feel so full! then, Rob said "did you really think we'll be this gentle with you slut?" When they started ramming their cocks hard in me, fucking my cunt and stretching me so good. their rhythm was amazing and I was cumming so hard while they pounded me for a long while! after 30 minutes or so the both said they're getting ready to shoot and I begged them to fill me up together! Soon after they both roared and again I felt that familiar feeling of both their dicks expanding in me and shooting their loads! I can't believe these 2 studs gave me 3 loads each now and they were still almost fully hard!!! I climbed off of them and had to stretch my legs from riding them both for so long and laid on the bed to catch my breath lol I could feel my hole on fire from the intense stretching and the cum was overflowing that's when Dean asked if I was ready for one more load when he lifted my legs and shoved his dick all the was in, it went so smooth and we both felt all the cum sloshing in me, before he picked up the pace and I was once again being fucked hard! Rob the sat on my face having me rim his beautiful pink hole while his husband was pounding me till Dean announced he was going to blow again! when he finished shooting the switched positions and Rob was pounding me again while I cleaned Rob's cock from all the cum and my pink ass juices! Oink!! Soon after Rob started cumming in me while hitting my prostate so good I came again handsfree. when he pulled out, all 3 of us were a sweaty mess and I was covered with the cum my locked cock leaked. i was quickly presented with Rob's cock to clean. before we all headed to the showers they inserted back the plug I came with that just easily slipped back in. Before I left we exchanged info and we are definitely going to meet again! now I am waiting for my partner to arrive back home to open pull the plug out and see all the 8 loads I collected while he was out 🐷 I guess I had a good reputation to hold lol

We walk back to my place and the mood is much lighter now. Josh is very affectionate but discrete. As we wait to cross at lights, he stands behind me and discretely has his hands on me every chance he gets. It blows my mind cause and am more a stocky build and nothing flash to look at, but he doesn’t seem to care. I’m conscious of the fact that as we walk home, he has left part of himself inside me, and my body is slowly absorbing his DNA. This is so hot. And he keeps flashing me that gorgeous smile. Another thing I am not used to seeing on someone. As we get closer to home and there are less people around, he puts his arm around me as we walk. Just his presence has me rock hard. Something he repeatedly points out as it is hard to hide. I am worried about other people noticing. We get into the lift at my apartment building and there is another lady in the lift. I am on the top floor, and she is obviously getting off halfway up. I think to myself that the second she is out of the lift I just want to kiss Josh so bad. To my shock he doesn’t wait. The second the door closes and with her in the lift he just grabs me and kisses me tongue and all. He doesn’t stop until we are on my floor, and he is holding my hand until we get to my door. As soon as we are inside me apartment, he has me against the wall kissing me and undoing my pants. Before I know it he is on his knees and giving me the best head I have ever had. After the night so far, I am wet with precum and so turn on that within seconds I am exploding down his throat. He swallows every drop and is back up kissing me, and I taste my own cum in his kisses. We go on to the balcony and he lights up another smoke as we chat a bit. I am pointing to some of the Melbourne city highlights and Josh is behind me with his hands exploring my body from behind. I can feel he is rock hard again and his cock is struggling to get out of his pants. Again, without any words, he just pulls down the back of my pants and pulls his cock out and slides right in again while on the balcony. This time is slower and more passionate. He just rests his rock-hard cock inside me as he hugs me from behind and is talking to me about the views and his week. All whilst balls deep inside me and slowly sliding in and out. After at least ten minutes like this he is starting to speed up and then stops whilst inside me and says, “are you sure about this? I’m not on meds and there is a good chance this will take”. I am literally in heaven and reply, “good. Cause I have been off prep for two months now. I want you inside me.” He speeds up and within minutes he says, “fuck, here it comes again babe” and with one last deep thrust I can feel him flooding my insides with his second load as he breaths heavily on my neck and kisses my neck. He doesn’t go soft and just stands there behind me kissing my neck and occasionally my lips as I turn my head around. Still rock hard and still balls deep plugging my hole, he makes no effort to pull out. It feels amazing and I just want his cock to stay inside me forever. He slowly starts fucking me again and it feels just so natural having him inside me. Then he says, “I got one more for you” and then I feel another load flooding my inside and his body shudder as he releases another toxic load inside me. After a few more minutes he goes soft and there is a pop as his cock slides out. I turn around and feel as though we are devouring each other as we make out with a passion I have not felt in many years. I step back and look at this gorgeous young man knowing he has left a part of him inside me that will most likely change my life forever. For the first time all night I slowly unbutton his shirt to reveal his slim body with a beautiful blonde smattering of chest hair that trails down to his stomach where the biohazard tattoo is just above his belt line. I can’t help but be in awe of what it represents slowly caressing it. Josh says, “you sure about me staying the weekend? I got nothing planned so works for me if it is still what you want.” I reply almost before he finishes the sentence by kissing him and saying, “doesn’t have to be just the weekend either”. To be continued.

My employer recently moved offices in the city. And the organization that owns it provides us drinks and snacks once a month on a Friday from 4-6pm as part of their services. I go into the office on average 2-3 days every week and they have about 3-4 different people that man the reception for us. I am your average 5’7” guy. Bit of a dad bod in my 40s and not been having much luck in the sex and love department. Once of the people that man the desk on rare occasions is this early 20’s kind of surfer guy named Josh. About 6 foot tall but very skinny which is not usually my type, but he is so friendly and has that blond curly hair that is almost shoulder length and a smile that just makes you melt. I like it when he is on because he is just a smile you look forward to seeing. He always works the day of drinks and always takes time to chat to me. It wasn’t until the second month I found myself think how nice it would be to go on a date with him as he always laughs at my stories and jokes. It was the second month I started to think of how nice it would be to spend a night with him. Fantasizing about what it would be like to have him inside me and how much fun it might be after that too. But it was just a wandering mind. It was the third month on the Friday afternoon and Josh was chatting to me like normal and the other girls started to join in and share some stories about other team members and the reason why Josh was only here on the odd occasions. The story turned to Josh having a “man crush” on some of the other guys in their other locations. And I start to wonder lol. As we get close to the end of the event at 6pm and after maybe one too many wines, I am thinking it is time to go home and Josh comes over and poor’s me another glass and says “one more for the road”. This time he has one himself and is standing a little closer than before. I can smell a mix of aftershave or bod spray this time laced with the smell of a smoker. My crotch bounces to life, and I am feeling a bit uncomfortable as I try to hide a growing bulge in my pants. Everyone else is busy packing up and Josh just smiles at me and leans into whisper in my ear. “I will be finished in 15. Wanna meet me out the front? I’d like to take you out for another drink if you are interested”. I am caught somewhat off guard. Pretty much speechless at this point. Josh just stands their looking at me glancing down at the bulge in my pants. Everyone is heading off to pack up and he just smiles and says looking at my bulge, “And there is my answer. See you in 15”. And walks off with the rest. I go back to my office and pack up and am trying to reconcile what just happened. My cock is dripping precum thinking about it. It is weird to have the interest of someone so young and the thought of just spending time with him socially feels so nice. I have so many arguments internally about him being so young and why I shouldn’t. But I decide it is not my place to decide for him. He is an adult. I decide to go wait out front and take the moment to just enjoy the attention. Just the thought of spending time with him outside of work makes me excited. I wait out front and within minutes Josh comes out sporting a massive smile. He just gives me a man hug and says he was hoping I’d be here. We walk to a pub nearby and Josh has a smoke on the way apologizing for the habit and I reassure him it doesn’t bother me. Actually, he looks so hot as he smokes, and it gets me even more turned on. We got to a small pub nearby and grab one of those stand-up tables in the corner. Josh is not in any way shy about standing close to me as he chats. It’s quite noisy so he is almost touching me chest to chest as he talks to me almost into my ear. As he is leaning in telling me about where he lives and his room mates etc, I feel his hand rest itself on my waist and slowly move to my arse. It is so subtle and natural I don’t think anyone else would have given us a second glance. I can smell everything about him and feel his breath on my ear and neck as he talks, and I am almost mesmerized. With no warning at all he stops talking and kisses my ear and I feel his tongue go into my ear as he pinches my arse. He steps back a bit, but his hand doesn’t leave my waist. He is looking me right in the eyes with a grin from ear to ear and doesn’t say a word. I look at him smiling and just say “um, thank you”. I am completely at a loss for words and now have a bulge in my pants that I am worried is about to break through the zipper. Still surprised I simply get out the word “don’t” and his smile disappears as I finish the sentence with “stop”. Josh looks a bit confused as I rephrase it to a two-word sentence of “don’t stop”. Back comes the smile and with no shame he leans in and kisses me right on the lips. I just want to be devoured by the gorgeous man but we are in the pub. Not that he seems to care. His hand never leaves me hip and he says “I need to piss – and so do you” I begin to walk to the toilets at the back and he is holding the back of my pants as we walk through the crowd until we get to the toilet at the back. We go in and there are three stalls. Josh just grabs me and pulls me into a stall and shuts the door. He pins me to the wall of the stall and begins to kiss me like I am his long-lost lover he hasn’t seen for months. And boy can he kiss. Not a single word is said the whole time and firs the first time with his body pressed hard against mine I feel a substantial bulge in his pants. He is so skinny I am certain he is sporting a third leg. He spins me around and his hands are all over my as he kisses my neck and he begins to undo my pants. With my pants loosened he pulls the back down just enough to expose my hungry hole while kissing and nibbling my ear. Still nothing said. Then the tell tale sound of him undoing his pants and then I feel what has to be a thick 8 inch cock slap against my arse crack. He stops kissing my neck to spit on his hand and lube his cock with nothing more than spit and he is back at my neck as I feel the head of his cock press against my crack. Passionately as his kissing my neck and ear he gently eases in until I am full of his cock and his balls a pressed hard against my arse. Still nothing said as he slowly fucks me raw. No mention of condoms. Well, nothing said at all. But I can tell by his breathing he is on heat as much as I am and he is clearly close. Then the only words said since getting into the toilets. “Fuck I gotta nutt”. And then one full push and it is like he is trying to merge our bodies and I feel to squirts inside me. He is squirting so much and so hard I can feel it hitting my insides. He never stops kissing my neck until the last squirt and he slowly slides out with a plop. He pulls the back of my pants up for me and starts to pull his up. I turn around and as he is doing his zipper up I see the tell tale sign of a biohazard tattoo just above his belt line. He sees me notice it and I see instant regret in his eyes. I smile and lean in and passionately kiss him to let him know it’s alright and then we leave the toilets and go back to the bar. He is quieter now. Then says, “I am so sorry. I got so carried away and I just didn’t think.” I smile and tell him it is totally ok with me. You can tell he isn’t sure I am being honest. “Are you poz too?” he asks. “No” I respond. “but if I was to become poz, who better than you to do it for me”. He begins to relax and within an hour he is back to his flirting, touching and kissing. This time I grab his arse and pull him in as though trying to speak to him over the noise. “I only live three blocks from here. Let’s go back to my place. Why don’t you spend the weekend with me and see if you can actually knock me up. I couldn’t think of a nicer guy to spend the weekend with and be the one to get me pregnant”. To be continued.

There were sand dunes that seemed to go on forever, vanishing in the distance, and lupins growing tall. The cruising foot traffic made paths through the dunes and tunnels through the undergrowth. I was younger then, confident wandering alone and naked. I’d appear from this undergrowth, usually surprising a nude sun-bather. Occasionally I’d be asked to rub sunscreen on their back, or we’d chat … Wandering naked was liberating, a thrill being seen by strangers and it was sexual for me, but my chest would still pound with fear of being spotted by family, friends or a teacher. I’d relax after a swim in the ocean, and laying down in a sheltered sand dune. Gentle sun drenched breeze passing over my naked body. Maybe this was a kind of a ritual, I would always be aroused by the salt re-crystallising on my skin. I’d keep an eye on who was around, tricky in the dunes as people appeared from nowhere, and were down and up again like meerkats. There was a guy I’d met a few times, his cock was long and fat and he liked letting me suck on it. He was a stoner hippy with long hair, tall, he’d get me high too. This is a true story, but I need to leave a few things out. Did anyone else have easy access to places they weren’t meant to be?

“Have you thought about doing gay porn?” If you’re an aspiring actor in Los Angeles, this is not want you want to hear from your agent. Granted, she had made it clear that she believed there was a natural limit to my talent, and I was going to need to rely on my charm, looks and physique to get anywhere. Clearly this wasn’t working, and I was getting desperate as I toiled away in gym and bar jobs that did not interest me at all, while either getting no auditions or receiving not-so-complimentary feedback from the ones I did attend. I think my agent had given me the suggestion for an alternative career goal so that I could still have some potential for a form of stardom, which I suppose is what I was actually seeking rather than being motivated by a love for the craft of acting (and god knows going into music wasn’t an option for someone so tone-deaf). My counter suggestion that perhaps straight porn might work better for me fell on deaf ears, as when I did eventually relent and agree it was indeed an all-male shoot that I turned up to. By that point I had selected the stage name of Greg Burnside. In my first scene I just received oral, but for my second I was expected to fuck a guy. Evidently my performance down well, as thereafter I became increasingly in demand as a top. I’ve got to say that I did actually get into it, finding that there was something that did it for me despite not having been aware of any interest in men before. Signing an exclusive contract with a new studio started the next phase of my career in the industry. While initially still just topping, I was now also doing the occasional scene where my rear end would receive some attention, including rimming and light fingering, and I started to suck dicks and rim butts myself in some scenes. I’ve got to admit, this all stirred some real curiosity in me about the whole of the gay sex experience, and when I was offered a wad of cash to lose my anal virginity in a scene that would be heavily marketed as a special event given the star I had become, I eventually agreed. The studio I was with had pivoted mostly into bareback, but all of us performers received supplies of prep and regular health checks, so once I had agreed to get fucked it didn’t take much effort from the studio to extend that to me being taken raw. I was allowed to select another top to do the deed, and a couple of weeks later I was to be found in a rented luxury villa getting railed for the first time. It was such a revelation for me that they eventually shot a second scene the same day with another of the studio’s tops who was able to be drafted in at short notice. Thereafter I assumed a versatile role for the studio, while still making sure that any interviews or promotional materials made it clear that I am straight. The studio was fully on board with this, seeing the extra appeal this seemed to generate amongst audiences, and they soon started doing joint productions with their hetero studio subsidiary on bisexual films where I would fuck women and get fucked by men, often at the same time time. Late in 2019 I was approached by the studio execs again with another wad of cash to do my first gangbang. I mean, I had been involved in one before as a top, plus several orgy scenes once I had gone versatile, but this time they were proposing that I would be the sole bottom in a scene where I would be fucked and bred by at least five other guys. It was proposed that it would be set in a locker room, with me cast as a cocky quarterback being taken down a peg by my teammates. I made a bit of a show of needing to be convinced, but in truth I had sprung the biggest hard-on of my life when I had first read the email about it, and I knew my answer was going to be yes. Filming the scene was epic, as they had managed to increase the budget and assemble ten tops from their stable. Two of them were fellow gay-for-pay stars that were friends of mine, and over the week leading up to the filming they had come over regularly to get me ‘warmed up’. Prior to that I had never had sex with men off-camera, but once again I found myself enjoying the exploration of a side of me I had not known I had. Anyway, on the actual day of the shoot, all ten men fucked me in various positions around the locker room, with three of them coming inside me while the others blew on my hole before pushing back in. While being pounded I sucked dicks, rimmed buttholes, and generally got well and truly used. I was a fucked-out mess by the end of it, but strangely satisfied in a way I don’t think I ever had been. Everyone on set seemed to be excited by what had been achieved, and when it was released in early 2020 it was a massive instant success. My star had truly risen, and I was making quite an income that allowed me to buy a nice house, an expensive car, designer clothes, and a couple of huge chains that I had always wanted. My career choice had, however, always made it quite difficult to sustain relationships with women, and when the pandemic hit I was firmly single. With my normal work no longer an option while we all got stuck in quarantine, OnlyFans and the studio’s own website provided me a route to keep making some income through live streams and other self-made solo videos. Those where I used my toy collection on myself proved to be particularly lucrative, and over the weeks stuck indoors I took delivery of several increasingly big dildos to use. However, behind the scenes I was losing my mind. Being mostly single it wasn’t the solitude causing the problem as I was used to being alone at home for extended periods, and masturbation was doing the job for the most part on one front in keeping myself sexually satisfied. No, my issue was that I needed cock. Real cock. On video - but far more in private - I was trying to satisfy an increasingly unbearable itch with the dildos and vibrators, but it wasn’t really working. I was, I now had to admit to myself, missing the bareback breedings I had got used to receiving, and in particular had that nagging feeling that I needed to be properly used like I had been in the last scene I’d filmed before Covid. Eventually it got too much, and one night after a few too many drinks and a good hour of riding my biggest dildo, I threw on some shorts, got on my bike and cycled along the deserted valley roads to the start of the nature trail. I had walked and run it by day many times, but it was the nighttime activity it was infamous for that I was now seeking. I walked for quite some time without seeing evidence of any activity, but once I got to the toilet block I found a couple of guys just standing around. I stood near them and lit up a cigarette, totally unsure of what was supposed to happen, but when nothing had changed once the cigarette had finished I decided to check things out inside. There was some very dim light in the block, and two men standing at the urinals who didn’t appear to be actually pissing. They both looked at me as I entered and nodded, and then watched me make my way into one of the stalls. I had not been into these toilets before, but was not surprised to see large glory holes in each side wall. I had come here for one thing and thought I may as well make that clear, so I shucked down my shorts, pressed my ass against one of the holes, and waited. I heard the men outside shuffling around, and soon saw one of them was looking through the hole closest to my head. Then his eye was gone, and a moment later a cock came through. At the same time I felt a finger graze over my hole, meaning I had got the attention of the other guy. I reached out and gently grasped the cock in front of me, stretching my torso out to be able to get the tip of it into my mouth so that I maintained his interest, even though the width of the stall prevented me from being able to properly swallow it as I expected he wanted. The guy behind me clearly realised I was already loosened from my earlier dildo ride, so the fingering was brief before he started sliding his dick into me. I moaned in ecstasy around the tip of the cock in my mouth, loving the feeling of a real man sliding balls deep inside me. He wasted no time in getting into a rhythm, and I revelled in the feeling of finally being fucked again while ignoring the “but you’re straight” voices inside my head. All too soon the man behind me began to pant and speed up, and then I felt him slam in a final time and unload in me. The guy in front of me pulled out and left his stall at that point, and I didn’t have to wait long before shuffling behind me resulted in the second cock of the night sliding up my hole. His was thinner but longer, so I moaned and panted as his frenetic fucking style probed me nice and deep. He didn’t last long though, before adding his own load. He withdrew and appeared to leave the block, but I decided to stay where I was in the hope of more, the cum dripping out of my hole onto the floor between my feet. My patience was rewarded when two other men came into the block, who I guessed were probably the ones who had been loitering outside. Once again, a cock was slid into me while another came through the hole in front of me, and this one in particular got my intention as it was girthy, even longer than the other one I had managed to suck on a bit, and had a huge PA in it. I got so excited thinking about what it was going to feel like that I really went to town with my ass muscles to get my third fucker of the night to blow in me, which he did fairly soon after he first started pounding into me. The fourth cock was just incredible, stretching me out while going deeper than any of the others. The piercing rubbing my internal walls kind of hurt but also felt incredible, and I know for a fact I was loudly moaning and groaning the place down in appreciation. Fortunately the guy in me also had stamina, and this fuck was nice and long. When he did eventually breed me, there were more cocks ready to take over, either new men who had maybe been drawn in by the noise or the earlier fuckers getting a second wind. Either way, I was taken three more times with minimal gaps before there seemed to be no others on hand. I could have gone on for hours more, but I also felt satisfied at last after weeks of not getting what I apparently now needed. The thing was, the onset of the pandemic had also resulted in an interruption in the supply of pills from the studio, something that had not crossed my mind that night or, if it had, I was also doing a good job of burying those voices too in my eagerness to get fucked. That meant that, when all these men blew in me, I was completely vulnerable to the whatever they might be carrying. When I came back to the trail the next night and got fucked by three men in a clearing, I was at their mercy. When I drove to a rest stop on the interstate the night after that and got used for three hours by various passing men, I was defenceless. This risk seemed to be inconsequential though. Spending all day thinking up something to do on camera, filming and editing it, posting the video and monitoring the comments, and otherwise working out my body and regularly riding dildos, was basically making me a needy horny mess every night. Now that I had found a solution, I just could not stop myself from heading out under the cover of darkness to find other men who were ignoring the quarantine rules and getting together in secret. The trail was my most regular haunt, the truck stop a close second, but I also made a couple of visits to a house where a tattooed chubby couple in their fifties that I’d linked up with online saw to my needs and also introduced me to getting double-fucked. They knew full well who I was, and really got off on reaming me out and filling me with their loads. Three weeks after my first trip to the trail, and after yet another night on my hands and knees in the dirt, I woke up feeling like death. That went on for a few days, but as all the Covid tests I took came up negative I concluded that I had just caught the flu during my encounters. Once I was fully better, my sex drive appeared to have gone even more into overdrive, and I resumed my nightly quests for cock. It was like an addiction, and god knows there were plenty of ‘dealers’ out there. A few weeks later we were able to resume making proper porn with some restrictions, and so the studio duly got us all booked in for health checks while starting up our prep supply again. Despite my recent antics, I was actually floored and devastated by the doctor informing me I had tested positive for HIV, and it was only once I had retreated into my house and my thoughts that I finally began to clearly see who I had become and what I had been doing. I was the very definition of a cumdump, accepting any and every load without question or protection, so of course I was going to get infected. It then became more of a shock to me that it was only HIV that I had picked up. Carrying on my career as it had been before Covid was no longer an option, but behind the murky scenes of the industry my studio had actually invested in another that catered to the growing demand for less mainstream content. I was going to have to deal with making less money, but there was a home for me there if I wanted it. So here I now am, the toast of Scorpex studios after having brought a sizeable fanbase with me that has swelled the number of subscribers on the website. They mostly want me versatile, so aside from a particular series of scenes we’ve been shooting, it’s only outside of the set that my true nature as an eager, insatiable bottom gets to shine. I’ve even somehow got myself a boyfriend of sorts, in the form of one of my fellow ‘straight’ porn stars from the last studio who also had a tough time maintaining his heterosexuality during the pandemic. The amount of time he spends buried in my cum-filled hole has done the job of also bringing him into the Scorpex stable, unless of course it was one of the many occasions when he bends over next to me in a toilet block or sex club (and he was a strict top-only before the pandemic). As much as I am fine with the versatility on set, my passion project has been that other series of scenes. This is a set of long single-scene shoots that I have co-directed, all being released onto the Scorpex website under the Ganging Greg title in several volumes. Each one has been a large nonstop gangbang, with a different theme in terms of both setting and the type of tops. The most recent volume has caused something of a stir, as I took inspiration from my favourite story on Breeding Zone by shooting it in a filthy sauna complex. The tops were all older men who were obviously poz, that obviousness either being because of their tattoos or the general wasted states of their bodies, and I was used by all of them as I roamed around the various rooms and corridors. Despite working with Scorpex now, I have never actually disclosed my status publicly nor got an associated tattoo, so the latest film has ignited a lot of chatter online that I have found greatly amusing. What’s next? Well, at some point I guess I’ll finally end the chatter and get my other arm tatted with something suitable. My boyfriend has suggested we do some sort of video where we appear to both eagerly seek a pozzing side by side, which would probably have to be released as some sort of ‘hidden camera’ sex tape. That does sound like fun, though I do wonder about so overtly lying given the high viral loads we both already have. I’m thinking it might actually be more fun to see if we can find one of our former studio stablemates to induct into Scorpex for real. What do you think?

As Cal approached Zeke showed no outward sign of tension but inwardly he braced himself. Nothing however could have prepared him for what happened though. “Tom, isn’t it?” Cal said shaking Tommy’s hand “It’s going to take me a couple weeks to get all the names sorted out.” “Close enough, Tom works” Tommy laughed Cal smiled then turned to Zeke. He seemed to deflate and with the air of a puppy who has been scolded and is trying to make amends he quickly stepped to Zeke, wrapped his arms around his waist laid his head on his chest and said meekly “Zeke, I know I went radio silent on you for a couple months. I went into a huge depression after my diagnosis and I could barely function. I was not surprised to find my number blocked when I tried it. I never even tried the credit card. I just cut it up. Then I saw on the hookup sites that you were listing your status as poz and I figured it out. I must have infected you somehow! I’m such an idiot! I pulled another vanishing act right when we needed to be communicating the most! Can you ever forgive me baby?” Zeke stood stiff armed through this, his mind working very fast. He glanced at Tommy quickly. He was grateful he had told Tommy about Cal. Once their feelings for each other had come out into the open they both discovered how little they truly knew about the men they loved and long talks about life stories had followed, Zeke was glad he had been both detailed and brutally honest about the whole thing and to his surprise Tommy had approved. “You told me about your childhood and who you were back then and the first time you let someone in they do that? I’m surprised you didn’t turn into a serial killer and it explains so much about you. Do you know how incredible you are? After all that you let me in. I can’t imagine how hard it was to admit you loved me to me. The route you took was a bit extreme but it led you to me. To us. How can I condemn you for that?” Tommy had said once he had heard every grisly detail. The young man’s eyes were not shocked or jealous but had a coldly calculating look as he put two and two together. This was THAT Cal and somehow he had totally missed what Zeke had truly done to him… or so he said. As he caught Zeke’s glance he looked at the pathetically sobbing Cal and gave a helpless shrug. Zeke sighed and put his arms around the crying Cal and in typical Zeke fashion said “We can talk about it” making no promises. They sat n a coffee shop. Cal had cast several annoyed glances at Tommy who was not going anywhere. Cal obviously wanted to get Zeke alone and thought Tommy was the interloper here. finally asking “So how do you know Zeke, Tom?” “We have been dating a few months” Tommy replied and fought the urge to make some possessive move like taking Zeke’s hand in his. What he said was true if not complete and he felt confident in what he had with Zeke. “Thomas has come to mean a lot to me” Zeke said then took Tommy’s hand in his. It was totally different when Zeke did it. It was not a sign of insecurity it was proclaiming to the world that this Boy belonged to him and he was treasured. Tommy melted just a little Cal’s eyes narrowed for a second then with a friendly smile he said “I’m so happy for you two! Maybe we can get together someday and trade Zeke stories. It’s so hard to get him to open up. It took me months! I can tell you some things that drive him wild in bed though. He always said I was the best. Though I’m sure you are now in his eyes naw” and he put a hand on Zeke’s arm trying to stake a prior claim Three weeks ago Tommy would have had to agree about getting Zeke to open up but that dance had changed everything. “We are getting to know each other. That’s the exciting part of a new relationship. Isn’t it?” Tommy said sounding and looking so much like the wide eyed teen he no longer was Zeke was impressed “Oh and the sex is incredible! I have learned so much!” Tommy continued gushing and Zeke hid his smile at the annoyance in Cal’s eyes when he realized his barbs had totally missed. Cal was a “cast off” no better than those guys at the baths and they both knew it. The conversation went on for a while but this reunion was obviously not going how Cal had imagined and he soon made excuses and left after extracting a promise from Zeke to get together soon and talk about old times “He’s not to subtle is he?” Tommy asked as they walked home “We caught him off guard, surprises always rattle him. You however adapt very quickly, I was impressed.” Zeke said, putting his arm around Tommy’s shoulder as they walked, which was a first in public. Tommy leaned into him “I doubt he will give up though. I think he sees you as a toy he can play with anytime he wants then put it back on the shelf” he said reflectively “He wants his toy back now that someone else has it. He really has no idea who you really are does he?” “I will teach him who I am if I have to” Zeke said darkly his ice blue eyes glinting That evening Cal did some research, looking up Tommy’s student records, His home address was listed as Zeke’s apartment. More than dating then. Reading his entrance exam evaluation and from his own first week assessment of the boy he certainly had the talent to be here despite his late application but he also knew Zeke had made a large donation to the school about that time. For “Dating a few months” Zeke seemed to be taking a huge hand in the boy’s life and Cal wanted to know why. It couldn't be love, not that fast. Not with someone who wasn't Cal Cal was not the type to just be happy for the two and move on. He had taken this job fully intending to eventually encounter Zeke and make him his again. His “radio silence” had not been depression. A man he had been seeing in Chicago, who spoiled him even more than Zeke had, had whisked him away for a weekend in Paris and proposed and then dumped him a couple months later when he learned of Cal’s status. Cal honestly thought that stagehand the cast nicknamed “The Donkey” had infected him as a couple months after his diagnosis several other cast members had turned up poz. The fact that Cal had been fucking and getting fuckees by all of them never really occurring to him. Cal was the definition of self centered. Despite all the evidence to the contrary Cal thought this Tom or Tommy or whatever could be brushed aside easily and once that was done Zeke would be his again. Tommy was enjoying college. The classes were challenging, especially Cal’s class. Aside from occasional inquiries about how Zeke was doing things remained casual, Cal worked Tommy no harder than the other students, the praise and criticisms he received were merited or deserved, “Maybe we misjudged him” Tommy thought after a few weeks but he never dropped his guard. Tommy made friends with several of his fellow gay first years. Some of them were frustrated with the selection on the hookup apps now that they were away from parental control. Tommy casually mentioned the baths he and Zeke frequented. They had all met Zeke as he often walked Tommy to the school or met him for lunch at the gate as his office was just across the street and several of them sighed over how lucky Tommy was and asked the most inappropriate questions which Tommy answered in wicked detail. Zeke was sitting on his throne in the back room with Tommy bent over his knee being spanked and loving every second of it when Al, one of Tommy’s school friends, peeked through the door. Spotting him Tommy waved with a smile as the spanking continued. As Al approached Zeke set Tommy in front of him on the throne pulling him back against him and draping one arm languidly over his shoulder. “Greetings Al” Zeke said with a sultry smile below those burning eyes of his “Hi!” Al said taking in the scene and then turning to can the entire back room where several men looked back with interest. “You weren’t kidding about this place, it’s every nasty dream I have ever had since I found kinky porn online.” he said to Tommy “Why don’t you give our novice friend a tour?” Zeke said Tommy nodded and rose taking Al by the arm Al’s eyes went a bit wide as he saw the biohazard tattoo above Zeke’s cock and took in his evil looking persona. Then his eyes were drawn down to the motion of Zeke’s finger rubbing that vein as his smile turned slightly wicked. Al was an attractive boy, ginger and freckled all over “Come on” Tommy laughed, pulling his friend away and showing him the wonders of the bathhouse with it’s wanton masculine sexuality on full display. Places like this were havens where gay men could truly be themselves without societies ever judging eyes on them. “Is Zeke poz?” Al asked as they walked through the corridors looking through the open doors at the sensual, turgid delights displayed there. “Yes” Tommy answered simply "And you?” Al asked sounding scared and turned on at the same time “Probably” Tommy shrugged “We don’t let anything come between us when we fuck” “Wow” was all the response he got though Tommy noticed the front of his towel bulging out a bit more, “If you are going to come to places like this. If this is the type of free for all sex life you want then it’s a risk, even a probability. The man I love is poz and I don’t want to have to think about it every time he fucks me. When it happens at least I know where it came from. We are not monogamous but so far only Zeke has fucked me since we met.” Tommy said matter-of-factly as they came back to the back room, As they got back to Zeke who watched them approach, still rubbing that vein with his long thin finger said “Welcome back boys” in that menace tinted sultry voice he used when he was intent on new prey and Al nodded nervously. Tommy backed into the wall beside the throne pulling Al with him and kissing him his hands roaming his body as they made out, finding the ginger’s towel and pushing it to the floor as Zeke came up behind him. Al kissed back. He had nursed a crush for Tommy since they met. His eyes widened as he felt Zeke behind him his cock nudging his ass. He was no virgin but had always played safe before. “Wait…” he started to say “Shhhh baby boy, just let it happen” Tommy whispered in his ear biting his earlobe then moving down to suck and chew on his neck as the ginger moaned helplessly in pleasure. Tommy’s hands moved down his sides to his ass pulling his cheeks apart giving Zeke better access to that neg hole. Zeke slid balls deep in slowly his bony fingers pinching his victim’s nipples adding to the overwhelming sensations keeping Al docile and receptive as Tommy’s lips sucked leaving marks on that freckled neck. Al moaned tilting his head back against Zeke’s shoulder exposing his neck further to Tommy’s ministrations as Zeke slid in and out of him totally lost to the pleasure these two were wreaking on his body. “It’s like being trapped between an angel and a demon and it feels so good” was the most rational thought his mind could form as Zeke’s pace picked up finally ending in a brutal thrust deep into his guts and that strange new wet feeling inside as Zeke’s virus filled cum shot inside him. Zeke stepped back and to his surprise Tommy stepped around Al and pushed him face first and slammed his cock up that defenseless ginger ass and begin a quick paced breeding of his own finally adding his cum to Zeke’s with a groan. As they all caught their breath Al still seemed a bit out of it. “I don’t want to just leave him hare, he’s a friend” Tommy said Zeke nodded and turned, motioning to a man with a biohazard tattoo on his shoulder who had been watching the entire scene. Zeke knew him to be a firm but gentle silver bear and that he had a thing for young redheads. “Take care of him” Zeke said The man nodded and guided the still slightly dazed Al out of the backroom and down the corridor, probably towards a private room. Al’s night was not over yet Zeke thought with a smirk A couple days later when Tommy saw Al in the hall on the way to a class he walked with a confident swagger not bothering to hide the marks on his neck Tommy had put there or the thin leather collar padlocked there. “Nice collar” Tommy said his own silver necklace bouncing as he jogged to catch up. “Daddy gave it to me” Al said with pride “Daddy?” Tommy asked ‘The guy you two sent me off with the other night. His name is George but he likes me to call him Daddy” Al said without a hint of a blush. “Congratulations!” Tommy said warmly as the continued towards class

Literally as I got home they texted me with a pic of their hard dicks and saying it is because they just talked between themselves how good it was to play together (they fucking dumped 4 loads each in me lol) Honestly the chemistry was insanely hot and I can't wait to play together again, alone or with my partner or others to use my hole.

I've only had a couple of men ask me to not clean out. I have to say it was pretty hot. I love to feel like a total pig and this just put it over the top. Plus, it was kind of nice not worrying the whole fuck if I'd done a good enough job cleaning out.

Stone and I were resting on loungers by the pool, he having drifted off to sleep while I was staring up at the few wispy clouds in the sky, totally lost in thought. Earlier we had enjoyed a long, leisurely, well, I would say “fuck” but I think it is actually more accurate to say “love-making”. This is what was occupying me, as I was realising how deep things had now got with him. I had never in a million years expected to be with a man in this way, and I expect Stone felt the same given he had also identified as straight for most of his life, but the truth was that we had completely fallen for one another. Yes, we still often rutted like animals in heat, but our sex was increasingly something far more meaningful than that. I was stirred from my contemplations of life, love and the human experience by my phone vibrating with a WhatsApp message: BROCK: Will you teach me? Well, there it was, the request I had been hoping for and perhaps kind of expecting, but it was still a thrill to actually see it on my phone. I doubted that I had been the only one to suggest to Brock that he needed to get with the times, or maybe he had come to that conclusion himself a bit, but being proactive in reaching out to him seemed to have done the job. Now I just needed to work out a plan. ME: I’d be happy to. When were you thinking? Where Dean had already been well on his way to discovering his true self when Stone and I got to him, I suspected it was going to be a bit more of a long game with Brock. He probably wouldn’t react well to Stone being there, at least at first, and I was going to have to take my time in getting him sufficiently adjusted to enable things to be stepped up a gear. I didn’t even know if he was on prep or not, so I could just be helping him to diversify his options with the studio without achieving anything else, but it was worth a shot. BROCK: Now. Your place. Shit. I hurriedly reached over and shook Stone awake, bringing him up to speed and instructing him to find someplace to go for a bit. ME: Sure. Just getting rid of Stone, then I’m all yours. BROCK: OK. Stone grumbled a little as I helped to get him out the door and into his car, but as soon as he’d pulled out onto the street and driven off, I saw Brock climb out of a truck parked opposite. Smoking a cigarette and wearing a hoodie with dark glasses, he hurried over clearly not wanting to be seen by anyone. “Hi” I said, as he walked through the open door and into the house. “Where are we doing this?” he growled at me as he unzipped his hoodie. “OK, slow down” I said, putting my hands up to calm him. “I think we better start with the basics on getting clean and prepared, and then we can take it from there.” “OK” he said, as I saw him visibly relax a little. He was clearly very wound up, so I knew I was going to need to tread carefully. I showed him upstairs to the guest bathroom, and then went and got a douche. I talked him through how to use it, and then left the room and closed the door so he could have a go himself. A while later he emerged, and saw me sitting in the guest bedroom opposite. “I think I’m done” he said. “Not sure though.” “No worries” I replied, giving him a warm smile. “We can move on to getting you prepared, so I’ll be able to see if we need to have another go.” “OK” he said, his shoulders tightening. “Don’t worry” I said, “we’re just going to do some things to get you loosened up a bit. I promise it will actually feel really good, and then when we’re done you can decide if you want to carry on or leave it at that for today.” He nodded at me, even giving me the slightest hint of a thankful smile. I gestured for him to come into the bedroom, and then over the next couple of hours I showed him how to loosen himself up with fingers and toys, as well as rimming and fingering him myself. We frequently broke to go outside for a drink and a smoke, and I could see that he was starting to get into having a small plug inside while we did that. “I think I’m ready” he eventually said, while on all fours on the bed with my tongue in his ass. “Are you sure?” I asked, after pulling back. “Just fuck me” he quietly growled, causing me to smile. There was one downside for me, in that he had pulled a packet of condoms out of his hoodie. However, I reminded myself that this was the long game, so I duly covered up for the first time in years, applied some lube, and then moved into position. I rested my cock on his hole, and gently moved it around a bit until I saw the tell-tale sign of him arching his back a bit, inviting me to sink in. I took it very slowly, frequently pausing on the way in so he could adjust and relax. He was panting the whole time, but let out a big breath when he felt me push my body up against him, indicating I was fully buried. Once again I paused to let him adjust, and then began a slow, short outstroke before pushing back in. This time he let out a low moan, and a louder one when I did it again. I gradually sped up, until I was properly fucking him and, to my surprise and pleasure, he was putting as much effort in to slam back on me. The power bottom in him had awoken! Eventually I roared that I was going to come, at which point he started slamming back even harder while shouting the place down as well. I finally went over the edge and thrust in one more time as I blew my load into the condom, and could tell from his ass spasms that he was coming hands free as well. We were both sweating like crazy and panting for oxygen, but as we calmed I slowly pulled out, removed the condom to toss it in the trashcan, and then turned and collapsed backwards onto the mattress beside him. He slowly sprawled himself forward from the all-fours position he’d been in the whole time, so that he was lying on his front. “Fuck” he eventually whispered. “Holy fuck.” “You good?” I asked. “Yeah” he replied. “That was fucking-A.” I chuckled. “Now you see why I went versatile, huh?” “Yeah” he said. We lay in silence for a while, before I hauled myself up while he turned over onto his back. “I’m not saying now, but there is more to show you when you’re ready” I said. “Like what?” he asked. “Well, it can feel different in other positions, and you can also be more in control.” “Show me” he said, with the slightest of grins. I stared at him for a moment, then reached for the condoms, opened another and pulled it onto my re-hardening cock. I slapped on a bit of lube while he watched, then before he could do anything I bent over, grabbed his ankles and threw them onto my shoulders. Without any of the patience from before, I lined up and slid back into him, causing him to yell out. “Like this” I said, as I started to fuck into him. He had thrown his head back and was rightly gripping the bedspread either side of him. “Do it!” I shouted. “Show me how you take control!” He didn’t change position and I just continued to slam into him, but then he suddenly shot his head up and fixed me with a gnarly glare, let go of the bedspread, and reached to grab my hips. Sure enough, he was now the one controlling my thrusts, and he wanted it even harder than I’d been giving it to him. “Fuck me you fucker!” was just one of the many commands he started barking at me, and I have to admit, it really did feel like he had taken control despite being the one getting shafted. Having already blown a load I knew this was going to be a longer fuck, so after a while I pulled out of him and lay down on my back on the bed. He got the message, and hopped over to straddle me before lowering himself back onto my dick. Now he could really be the power bottom, and he fucked himself frenetically on my cock until I was filling the condom and he was spitting all over my chest. We both took a long time to recover from the rutting, but once we had he decided to call it a day. He grunted a thank you at me after he’d put his clothes back on his sweaty body, and then he was gone. I pretty much passed out after that. Two nights later Stone and I were chilling in the kitchen on our second bottle of wine when my phone lit up with a series of WhatsApps. BROCK: Ate yo at hume? BROCK: fucikin BROCK: Got whisjy BROCK: oitside It was clear he was trashed, but if my interpretation of his slightly garbled messages was correct, he was also outside our house and apparently horny. “Got him” I said to Stone, smirking. “Brock?” he asked. “He’s outside” I said. I went and opened the door, and sure enough there was Brock on our driveway, holding a brown paper bag while he smoked a cigarette. “Hey” I said. “Fucker” he growled as he part-walked, part-staggered into the house. Stone approached from the kitchen. “Two fuckers” Brock barked. “Fucking-A.” He reached into the bag and pulled the bottle of whisky out, letting the brown paper fall to the floor. He yanked out the cork and took a swig, before marching over to the stairs and heading up. Stone and I glanced at each other, and then started following him as we pulled off our tops. We shucked down our shorts on the landing, and then headed stark naked into the guest bedroom behind Brock. He got to the bed and then turned to look at us, slightly licking his lips when he saw we had already stripped. “Get on your backs” he barked, before ripping off his tank top and shorts. We did as he commanded, lying side by side on the mattress with our newly-sprung erections standing firm. Brock let out an unintelligible growl, and then hopped up onto the bed, straddled me and lowered himself onto my bare dick. He seemed loosened and already lubricated, so I guessed he must have been riding a dildo or some other dicks before he got to us. He power fucked himself on me for an epic amount of time, before jumping up and moving over to sink himself down on Stone. Then after a while he was back on me, this time riding until I lost it and blew my potent load inside him. He squeezed my dick with his ass muscles until I’d stopped thrusting, then quickly jumped over to Stone and rode him to orgasm too. But that wasn’t him done, as he then jumped off, got on all fours on the bed and demanded we clean him up. Wearily we took turns rimming him until we’d both got hard again, at which point I thrust into Brock doggystyle and fucked him hard while he slammed back on me, with me again blowing a load of toxic juices into him when it got too much. Stone followed suit, slapping Brock’s ass repeatedly while they fucked which only seemed to egg on this newly-discovered power bottom. I almost had to hold Stone steady as he orgasmed and added a fourth dose of venom into Brock’s now apparently needy ass. Yet still Brock was not done, throwing himself onto his knees on the floor between us to suck off our cum-covered cocks. Where Dean had taken a long time to get any good at this, Brock was either a natural or had more experience than he’d ever let on, and his oral ministrations eventually got us hard again. Stone went first this time, pulling Brock up so he could slide into him while the muscular power bottom carried on sucking me, and then once he’d added a fifth load into the gaping hole we changed positions and I pounded Brock through to his sixth load of the night. Stone and I were done in, but Brock only seemed to be getting more heated. To give ourselves a break, we grabbed the bottle of whisky and steered him down to the basement. We got him to lie back on the bench, set up the fuck machine at his hole with a large dildo, and after Stone had fetched him a pack of cigarettes and an ashtray, we left him to it while we went back upstairs and collapsed on the now very sweaty guest bed. It was maybe a couple of hours later that I woke up to the bed rocking, and looked over to see Brock slamming himself up and down on Stone’s cock again. My boyfriend was moaning almost like he was in pain, and I soon got my own taste of it when Brock saw that I was awake and hopped over to slam himself down on me. He was unbelievably vigorous, and I couldn’t help but yell out as he thrust himself onto my pelvis repeatedly while my tired cock begged for mercy. Thankfully, when we had added another load each to his gaping hole, he finally seemed to be spent. He collapsed onto the bed between us and passed out, giving us the opportunity to cautiously slide off the mattress and exit the room. “Fucking hell” Stone sighed as we stood in our en suite shower together. “I’ve created a monster” I replied, mustering up a smile. We got ourselves cleaned and dried, then climbed into our bed and quickly fell asleep. This time we made it through to morning without being disturbed, and when we did eventually get up we found that Brock was gone. Stone set about stripping the guest bed to put all the cum-covered linens in the washer, while I headed down to the basement to clean up a mess of cigarette detritus, dildos, and numerous spills of cum and lube. A couple of days later Stone and I were out at dinner when I got a call from Dean. “You’ve got to get down here” he yelled excitedly, over thumping music in the background. “Where?” I asked. “The Locker” he shouted. “Why?” I asked, giving Stone a look. “Just fucking get here” Dean yelled, “you won’t be sorry!” The call cut out at that point, and I brought Stone up to speed. We decided we’d go and see what was up, so quickly settled the check and then got an Uber down to the club. We got undressed and stashed our things in a locker, including the plug I’d been wearing in case we got a little frisky after our meal, and then headed into the complex to find Dean. When we did locate him he was standing at the doorway of the largest playroom. “Look!” he said when he saw us, pointing into the room. There, bent over and bracing his hands on his knees, was Brock, and behind him a man was jackhammering into him like crazy. “He’s been at it for hours” said Dean. “All bareback.” “Wow” I said, though I was not actually surprised. “Did you do this?” asked Dean, his eyes narrowing as he apparently saw through my poor acting attempt. Stone and I laughed while nodding at him, at which point he burst out laughing too. “You fuckers” he said between chuckles. “Turned him out like you did me, huh?” “Took more effort” I replied, smiling. We stood and watched the scene for a while, before deciding to join in and have some fun ourselves. Stone got to the back of the line waiting to use Brock, while Dean and I headed to one of the walls of the room and bent over to offer ourselves up. In no time at all we were both being railed, smiling at each other as the room filled with the sounds of sweaty, raw, unfiltered sex. We saw Brock on and off for the next few weeks, and then one day there he was at our door sporting a new biohazard tattoo on his stomach. By this point we had already started off the process of getting him signed to Scorpex, and for that entire flying visit to see us he only talked about a proposal for a shoot he’d been sent, with no mention of anything else. However, the next day a gift basket of whisky sample bottles turned up on our doorstep, along with a hand-written card: Fuckers 1 & 2, Thanks. For everything. I mean it. B x Brock’s career has soared at Scorpex, with no other performer able to match his power and stamina as either a top or bottom. Stone and I actually starred together in a long scene with him, where we played a pair of vanilla boyfriends who get picked up by Brock and have our cocks and asses thoroughly used by him in a triumphant display of his new-found versatility. Off-set he seems to be fucking the toned twink from his gym, who Dean says has basically moved in with Brock at this point. We saw them together briefly at a bar, with the twink’s low-cut tank top allowing the new tattoo on his pec to be easily seen and understood. Maybe we did that too, or maybe he had to wait until Brock got to him for the change to take effect. Stone and I, meanwhile, have accepted just how much we have fallen in love with one another. I know I’m going to marry that man someday, which is the weirdest fucking thing given we both thought we were straight until recently. However, I can’t see us stopping our fun anytime soon, even if we do start to think about maybe getting a dog or something. Speaking of fun, Stone’s just found out that our former studio stablemate Jason has broken up with his girlfriend after some sort of weird late night arrest, and something about the whole story makes us wonder if we’ve found our next playmate…

Some of the minor characters in this story first appeared in this story. Zeke moved through the bath house with a confident, masculine, sensual strut knowing the very men who turned away from his gaze deep inside them wanted what he offered. At nearly 6 feet 6 inches and only 195 pounds he looked thinner than he really was. It enhanced the image he wanted to project. Long dark hair with a strand of white here and there hung about his face framing the illusion of sunken cheeks his done structure gave him in low light the sensual curve of his lips curled into a wicked, taunting smile and his eyes. Those ice blue compelling eyes that always seemed to catch the light even in near darkness. His nails were painted black and his body was covered in tattoos with a biohazard prominently displayed above his cock which was currently confined bulging out the front of his leather pants but when he freed it to wreak it’s damage on the men who succumbed to their own dark desires it was thick and hung long, never limp, it always had a slight lifting curve because of the huge balls under it like small oranges hanging low, churning out that liquid poison they all feared and all wanted so badly. He strode through the back room past the benches and slings to a large sturdy chair against the wall on a slightly raised dais, almost a throne and sat surveying his subjects. The men engaged in debauchery before him. Grinding and sweating. Fucking and fisting. All aware of him on some level. Hoping to not draw his attention and craving it at the same time but tonight Zeke paid them little mind knowing his prey would come to him… soon. Sure enough as Zeke looked up the boy meekly slipped through the door wide eyed at the sexual mayhem in the room. Barely old enough to be here. Not a virgin but full of the innocence of small town life where he had to hide who he was. One bight with an older man a week after his 18th birthday and now a trip to the city and this bath house. Zeke saw all this in a glance and smiled as the boy spotted him across the room and blushed red as Zeke’s hand caressed the bulge in his pants and motioned the boy closer. It was time for the game to begin. “What is your name pretty boy?” Zeke asked as he drew closer. “Tommy…. ummm … Tom” he replied trying to sound older “I’m Zeke Tommy, nice to meet you. Now that we know each other, why don’t you come over hare, kneel and accept me as your Master? You will eventually. You will submit and I will yank you out of that boring little life you knew till now and change you” Tommy looked shocked by his directness and wanted to back away but like a rabbit caught in the gaze of a snake Zeke’s eyes held him. “Ummm maybe I should go…” Tommy said though his feet stayed planted. Zeke ignored him and continued. “By the time I’m done with you you will not even recognize the person you have become. I’m going to enslave you to free you. The price is high but you will willingly pay” he said slowly unbuttoning his pants and letting his cock hang out running a finger along a vein in it then up to the base and further up to circle the biohazard tattoo. “Do you know what this means?” Tommy swallowed and nodded “That’s the price for being enslaved and used. That’s the price for being mine. For the things I will teach you. The pleasure pleasing me will bring to you.” Zeke said quietly in a room full of the sounds of raw man sex but Tommy heard every word. “Deep inside you know you want to be mine, you even want my virus to claim you so you very blood will be mine.” Then he dropped his gaze freeing the helpless boy before him. That was one of the rules. It had to be willing. Tommy backed up a step but the seed was planted in his mind and his eyes could not pull away from the motion of Zeke’s finger which had returned to stroking that vein. Finally the boy blinked and stumbled out of the room. He would roam the bath house and many men would offer but his mind would be filled with thoughts of Zeke and his words, He would be back. Zeke watched his minions writhing in the sexual dance and waited. Tommy wandered the halls, looking in the open doors at the men lying in semi darkness hands languidly stroking hard flesh in open invitation. Any of these men. muscular or stout, hairy or smooth could have satisfied his inexperienced needs. Indeed they could have shaped his sexual appetites for the rest of his life with their own little kinks but none of them caught his attention. None of them excited him, thrilled him, made him shiver with hear and desire. His mind kept going back to Zeke. The way he could feel the wrongness, The evil. The malicious intent to taint him for life. To free him… His mind distracted his treacherous feet kept taking him past the entrance to the back room and every time he glanced through it Zeke’s eyes caught him, that wicked, knowing smile on his lips. Finally Tommy gave in, walking to the throne and sinking to his knees. Part of his mind screaming at him to run but his lust overriding all logical thought. Zeke didn’t say a word he just motioned him to stand and walked him to a device like a large X securing his wrists and ankles tightly and began to spank him with a firm hand then a paddle. The pain rewired Tommy’s brain making his cock grow hard and when Zeke clamped sharp clips to his nipples he almost came. Zeke worked the boy's body with an expert touch. Pain and pleasure merging till he was almost incoherent lost in the sensations groaning in wanton acceptance as Zeke’s cock finally probed his crack finding his hole and plunging in almost ripping the boy’s tender flesh as he forced him open his warm, wet, silky insides to him Feeling that smooth bubble ass, so young and healthy looking grind back into him as his massive balls swung with his thrusts “Here it comes Tommy boy” Zeke hissed in his ear “Here comes my tainted seed, my virus to infect you. There is no turning back now just give in to it and let me into your blood and soul.” and his balls contracted, pumping his poison as he came deep inside “You! Are! Mine!” each word punctuated with a long jet of toxic cum filling that battered receptive hole. Tommy’s cock erupted sending his cum flying. The men who had been watching the show cheered

I was on Grindr last night and I got hit on by this married guy He was 29 6’2” 150 he said he wanted a fuck buddy He just enjoyed fucking men every so often He also said he loved it raw and liked to cum inside a guy he came over and we fucked 3 times He asked if I could make it a regular at 4 on Saturdays That is when his wife and kids go out usually Also asked if I would keep it discreet We will see if next Saturday he texts me to see if he can come over All he wants to do is fuck and breed me Fine we shall see

I asked this question a few weeks back, and after beating things rather to death, it turned out that none of the people who use it as a pejorative can (or are willing to) define it other than "liberal policies we don't like".

“Last night we went to a bathhouse and Zeke knocked up two complete strangers while I watched and got blown. This afternoon we are sitting at the dining area table deciding what college courses I should take” Tommy thought with a wry smile Zeke’s recommendations leaned strongly towards business and finance and Tommy was ok with that. “I want to take at least two dance classes per semester though” he said, circling the cl;asses he wanted. “My instructor said in most schools I would be 2nd year advanced. He wrote me a letter of recommendation. It’s in my file” “You dance?” Zeke was surprised but thinking about it Tommy’s body was in to good a shape to be just a normal teen “Yup” Tommy said “Since I was seven” Zeke rose “Give me a hand here” he said and he moved into an area of the apartment that seemed to be a catch all for storage, Zeke started moving boxes and exercise equipment and a area clearly designed as a small dance studio emerged with a mirrored wall and bar between two windows “Get changed” Zeke said walking to the dressing area, stripping and putting on a pair of tights and no shirt. Zeke’s cock in a pair of rights was slightly distracting Tommy thought as he changed into his tights and a tight t-shirt They stretched limbering up their muscles and Zeke knew what he was doing Tommy noted. “Ok, show me what you got” Zeke said. Selecting an extended mix of “Heartsong” by Billy Clay-Blake, the music he had danced his last recital to. Tommy began to move. It was the most advanced piece he had ever done. A mix of ballet and modern dance with Zeke watching every move intently. “You need more extension on that leap” Zeke said as he finished sounding so much like his instructor that Tommy chuckled “Catch your breath then do it again” and once again Zeke watched every move “Better” Zeke said as he finished and after a few minutes “One more time” This time as he started Zeke... “flowed” was the only word Tommy could think of, moving around him in perfect counterpoint, sliding behind him moving with him arms extended perfectly in concert with his and when Tommy leapt Zeke’s hands caught his waist lifting him then setting him down as Tommy spun away. When the dance concluded their faces were inches away from each other arms extended and slightly back as they panted staring into each other's eyes. Zeke seized Tommy’s face and kissed him, backing him up against the mirrored wall Tommy matching his passion, forcing his tongue into his lover’s mouth. They had always had this passion but this time it was different, More intense. More filled with emotion Zeke moved up his jaw nipping then bit his earlobe. Tommy tilted his head back exposing his neck, Zeke’s lips and teeth moved down sucking and biting. Tasting the clean sweat the dancing had caused licking it off his skin growls of possessive pleasure at the taste of his Boy. Tommy gasped and groaned as Zeke sucked his neck, every hair on his body standing on end as he shivered, his nipples hardening, and then Zeke’s teeth found them chewing and cucking moving from one to the other as Tommy moaned his hand behind Zeke’s head pressing it into his chest Zeke straightened and took him by the shoulders, spinning him to face the mirror pushing their tights down and kicking Tommy’s legs apart then bending his knees he speared up into his Boy's hole, taking him in one brutal stroke, knowing he loved it. Tommy groaned with the pain of Zeke’s invasion. grinding back on him his own cock twitching and dripping pre onto the mirror, He felt Zeke biting his neck and shoulders accompanied by emotion filled growls of “Mine!, You are MINE! You will always be MINE! I will never let you go!” and then the world melted as Tommy heard “I need you to much, I love you to much to ever let you go!” The words Tommy never thought to hear pass Zeke’s lips were out in the open Tommy looked into the mirror and stared into Zeke’s reflected eyes “I am yours, now and forever. I love you so much and I’m not going anywhere... ever” Zeke moaned and fucked even faster finally exploded deep inside his Tommy’s ass once again filling him with toxic seed and triggering jet after jet of sweet Boy cum to splatter on the mirror, Zeke picked his love up in his arms carrying him to the bed then made love to him for hours. ******* Ezekiel and Gabriel stumbled into the higher plane. As a joke Gabriel had jumped into Tommy’s mind while he and Zeke fucked against the mirror. They had never inhabited two mortals during such a raw emotionally charged fuck. Their own emotions and love had spilled through washing away Tommy and Zeke’s inhibitions and fear of rejection and almost forcing them to admit their love. “That was INTENSE” Gabriel said “It’s those two” Ezekiel said eyes wide “That goes beyond normal mortal love” “We need to do that again” Gabriel said abd Ezekiel nodded enthusiastically ******* The plans to send Tommy to the stuffy, ivy league business oriented college were scrapped and Zeke used his influence and a little blackmail to get him into the best performing arts school in the country. The campus was within walking distance of the apartment by chance. About a week into classes Zeke and Tommy were walking past the campus gate and Tommy said “There is my modern dance instructor.” and waved Zeke looked up. The man waving back was Cal

“I think Dean might be next” said my boyfriend Stone. “He seems up for it.” “Dean?” I replied. “I thought he was strictly a top.” “So was I, if you remember” said Stone, smirking. “From what I hear, his last girlfriend started pegging him and now he’s a bit more vers.” “I didn’t know they’d got him to bottom” I said. “They haven’t. But Rex told me one of the fluffers had told him that he fucked Dean in a bathroom to get him turned on enough to perform.” I let out a bit hearty laugh, realising that Dean must have become a slave to his ass like I had. “But” continued Stone, “they’ve benched him for a bit because his doctor is making him take a break from prep.” “Oh really” I said, smirking. “He messaged me earlier and sounded pretty pissed” he said. “In that case I bet he’d be up for joining us” I said. “Call him, while I go and buy some cameras.” It turns out that Dean Hardrock (stage name of course) was in fact very up for it, as it was only the next day that he turned up at our house with two bottles of wine and a lot of nervous energy. We plied him with a few drinks while sitting out the back smoking cigarettes, and then got down to business. Stone just bluntly asked him what he was hoping for from the night, and after a lot of mumbling and looking at the floor he eventually admitted he wanted to be spitroasted for the first time and otherwise just used for as long as we had the energy. He never mentioned condoms nor asked us about status, and as far as we were concerned it was common knowledge in the industry that Scorpex was a place for poz stars to shine so he should know what he was getting into. With no issues on that front to work through, we encouraged him into the bedroom, got ourselves naked, and then placed him on all fours on the bed. While Stone moved into position to allow Dean to suck him, I stealthily activated the four hidden cameras I had set up around the room. You could tell Dean was inexperienced in this role thanks to his lacklustre oral efforts, so we quickly moved things along by taking turns rimmimg and fingering his pert, tight ass. Stone then went first, sliding his girthy cock into Dean before pausing to allow the man to get used to it. The fuck was initially slow and gentle, but once I had moved round to let Dean suck on my cock, Stone picked up the pace and really let his expertise as a top shine through. Dean moaned throughout, enabling me to push my cock down his throat and force him to stifle his gag reflex, something he would need to learn if we were to bring him over to Scorpex eventually. Stone has legendary stamina, so I had to frequently pull back from Dean’s gradually relaxing throat to stop myself from coming too soon. I made Dean rim me a bit as he got pounded, and then eventually had to stand back and just watch this straight hunk be fucked like he never had been. His grunts and moans let us know he was loving it. When Stone finally blew his toxic load into Dean he roared out in triumph, sweat pouring off him. Dean too was a sweaty mess, but he got no respite as I slammed into his stretched, cummy hole as soon as Stone had withdrawn. I power fucked him while he did his best to clean off Stone’s cock, and soon added my tainted load to his hole. I then plugged him up before we put on our underwear and went out back for another drink and smoke. For round two we took things into the playroom in our basement, which we had fitted out when Stone had decided he wanted somewhere I could be strapped down to a bench or into a sling for men to come by and use without the hassle of having to go out all the time. We already had cameras all over the room, mostly for Stone to be able to watch proceedings from upstairs, with several angles on the sling as he particularly enjoyed watching me lying back and taking it. On this occasion it was Dean who was put into the sling, with his wrists and ankles secured in place. We unplugged him and then took turns fucking his eager hole, until it got too much for us again and we added the third and fourth loads of infected cum to his innards. This time, however, we did not bring him outside with us for a break, choosing instead to set up the fucking machine with a large dildo. I inserted it into him and put it on a variable speed setting, while Stone fetched the ball gag and got Dean into it while he was still too fucked-out to resist. We then turned off the lights and left him in the dark, heading upstairs to have some more drinks and cigarettes out back before deciding to watch some of Dean’s best porn performances together. It was while we were watching a scene Dean had filmed where he did a round robin on three muscled twink bottoms that I got a message from Frank and Bram (the tatted couple I had started hooking up with during quarantine) to see if Stone and I wanted to get fucked by them that night. This was too good an opportunity to miss, so I invited them over to join us in using Dean which they jumped at of course. I suggested they use the separate entrance that went straight down to the basement, and then we got ourselves set up to watch using the multi-screen installation Stone had put together in one of the bedrooms. It only took a few minutes for Frank and Bram to arrive, and we watched as Dean reacted to the lights going on and two strangers walking in the side door of the basement while we was secured in the sling having his ass reamed out by the machine. He started writhing and attempting to yell around the ball gag, but it was to no avail and within moments Bram had pulled back the machine and then slammed his cock into Dean. All resistance then ceased, as the gorgeous straight porn star gave in to the ecstasy of Bram’s long thick cock. His attempted yells became moans of pleasure, at which point Frank removed the gag, turned Dean’s head to the side and inserted his own dick into the man’s mouth. Stone and I watched in awe as the two men absolutely went to town on Dean, repeatedly swapping positions but otherwise never letting up on the frenetic fucking of the porn star’s ass. We eventually decided we needed to be there in person, so headed down to the basement to join them. Thereafter it became a four-way ganging up on Dean, with us having taken his wrists out of the leather cuffs so he could also use his hands to service our cocks while we waited our turn to be back inside him. In all, he got eight more loads, and I knew that Frank and Bram were pretty potent (indeed, they might have been the ones who pozzed me in the first place) so Dean was probably not long for the neg world. We were all pretty exhausted by the end of it, with Frank and Bram wearily making their exit while we finally got Dean down from the sling after plugging him up. He almost needed our help to remain standing as we took a shower together, and then we brought him to our bed for the night. I lay down in front of him and got his dick into me, and then Stone lay down behind, removed the plug and tossed it on the floor, and inserted himself into the fucked-out probably-not-so-straight-anymore hunk. We then all drifted off to sleep in a happy, contented chain. Dean seemed to be in no rush to leave the following morning, and eventually we spent the day at our place talking, swimming in the pool, napping, and of course fucking. Stone and I were a bit more versatile, enjoying a hard fuck each from the experienced top while of course also adding several more loads to his hole, which we otherwise kept plugged up. Even by the evening he didn’t seem to be wanting to leave, so after a few drinks we strapped him down on the fuck bench in the playroom, put in the ball gag again along with a blindfold over his eyes, and then invited a whole series of fuckbuddies of ours to come over and have at it. Stone and I were both quite tired, so we mostly conserved our energy by relaxing for a few hours in front of the multi-screens watching the proceedings, before concluding the night by going down and adding our final loads of the day. Once again, after a three-way shower Dean spent the night sleeping in the middle of a Greg and Stone sandwich. He did eventually leave the next morning after we’d both fucked him a final time, but three days later he was back. We had some more fun, before inviting Frank and Bram to come by and take Dean away with them. He was very nervous about this, but sufficiently drunk and horny that he agreed to go with them back to their place so Stone and I could get sufficient rest to prepare for a shoot we had coming up together out in the desert. Four days later we got back home after a successful couple of days in Nevada. This one had actually been a big deal as Stone had bottomed on camera for the first time in an orgy scene we shot on some boulders in the desert, with me only notionally topping for a bit before being taken by a whole army of men (albeit often in the background as they focused the filming on Stone’s “deflowering”). Anyway, when we got back we soon had a message from Bram saying that they were heading off to Palm Springs for a few days so would be bringing Dean back to us, which floored us both as we had just assumed they would have had their fun for a night before he went home. Evidently he had voluntarily stayed as their live-in cumdump, and had been shared with even more of their network of contacts during that time. This meant he had been taking high viral loads for several days, so PEP was no longer an option for him if he suddenly freaked out and tried to undo things. Dean was an unkempt mess when he was dropped off, so rather than picking up where we left off we instead got him showered, shaved, and dressed in some of my clothes. We then left him in peace by the pool, but kept an eye on him as he gradually seemed to start to deal with things. Later in the day I joined him outside, sitting on a lounger next to him for a while until he eventually spoke up and started asking me questions about my own experiences. “Have I been pozzed?” he asked, a bit out of the blue given we had been mostly talking about sexual identity. “Yes” I said, deciding honesty was probably a good policy at this point. “Are you sure?” “No, you can’t be until you’ve been tested, but I think you probably will be converting soon.” He sat in silence staring at the pool for a while. “Are you poz?” he asked. “Yes” I replied, “and so is Stone.” He nodded, not looking away from the pool. “We’re not on meds either, and neither are most of the men who fucked you” I stated, readying myself for an angry or even violent reaction. However, he remained calm and still, just staring at the pool. “I know” he eventually said. “I already knew.” “You did?” I asked. He nodded, but didn’t say anything else immediately. “I don’t know why I did it” he said after a while. “You were horny” I offered. “No” he said. “I mean, yes, but I could have done something else about that. I chose to come here.” I decided to just remain silent, instead lighting a cigarette and offering him one which he accepted. We then sat and smoked in silence. “Can you fuck me again?” he asked, after stubbing out his cigarette, swivelling round on the lounger and facing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I can’t think about this shit anymore.” “Well OK” I replied, giving him a warm smile. Dean ended up staying with us for a few days, getting used to a new life he was carving out for himself by being fucked repeatedly, while also spending some time talking to us, reading things on the net or just sitting by the pool thinking about what was to come. We decided to let on about the cameras, and he actually got quite into working with the footage to pull together a well edited record of his days-long likely pozzing. He did eventually go home, but we kept an eye on him and were therefore able to be on hand when the conversion started. We brought him back to ours in a delirious state and took care of him, and once he started to come out the other side we did a quick home test before - and with his blessing - starting to invite others over to fuck or be fucked by him. When he was fully recovered we took him to a clinic for a proper test, and then began the process of getting him signed to Scorpex with us as ‘sponsors’ of sorts. Releasing the homemade footage onto the net helped with that for sure, such was the public reaction (a mix of celebration and dismay). Where the studio wanted me to maintain the versatility I had shown in my last place, and they have only just started to get Stone bottoming on camera, with Dean they cast him as 100% submissive from the moment he transferred over. It’s actually amusing to re-watch films from the first stage of his career, as it’s hard to correlate that the needy, greedy bottom we now know is the same man. He’s never really talked to us about how he feels about us deliberately pozzing him, and actually we don’t see him that much anymore as he seems to always be out on the hunt for cock. However, he did get in touch recently to let us know that he’d seen another of our gay-for-pay former studio stablemates breeding a guy in a club, suggesting that this hunk might be open to a bit of play off-camera. Suffice it to say that Stone and I have started making plans…

A group of raw sex devotees will be meeting at an East London haunt on Friday 10th May from 7pm onwards. If you want to cum drop me a line. Holes await

Absolutely love ANON dark room fucks! Love the probing fingers, then the almost audible intake of breath as they find my hole open and wet. Love the quick maneuver, ten feel his balls hitting mine. Sometimes, I'm shocked at the size of his meat. Sometimes, I'm shocked by how easily it slides in. I watch/listen/feel for reactions and gauge how I present my hole - relax it or tighten it, alternating if they prefer both. It's never long before they nut inside me, usually with a groan/grunt/roar, which indicates to others that my hole has passed the test and is available for the next top! LOVE LOVE LOVE it!

my AID junkie brother :@)

it's the smell that bothers me most. i've had tops make this request and sometimes it goes well but other times it starts to smell and i'm put off. but i get this more w bottoms who didn't prepare. i don't even mind fingering or fucking it but the smell especially once i'm out... i have to go running for the sink and just scrub scrub scrub lol idk some dirty is too dirty

I'm honestly scared by extremes. Be it right or be it left, extremists are toxic because they think their own way of thinking and acting, is the only one valuable, good, NORMAL. I'm scared by politicians saying hetero/christian is the only way acceptable, or hetero/muslim/jewish... But, on the other hand, even the atmosphere of "you can say nothing" isn't less scary. I mean: when someone criticizes a movie or book or whatever, and there are always others behind his back saying "you're racist/homophobic/whatever". When the critical opinion is mostly based on how the product has been built. If you produce a story based on England's history, why having a black actress interpreting Queen Elizabeth? Or why having a white actress interpreting Whitney Houston, let's say... This is marketing, not inclusion; this is not being "liberal". Today's way to face discussions is frightening me a lot, there seems to be the necessity, no, the urge, to always be one against the other. And this brings to conflicts. With or without weapons. Always saying "it's the left / it's the right's fault", if things are ending up like this, if racists, homophobes and soever are forcefully taking their space and have lots of success, it's not only their violence. There might have been extremism acceptance to our side too. My 2 (unrequested) cents.

This is mine

I can’t believe how fucking lucky bastard you are! I’m proud of you in the name of all slut cumdumps and jealous as well on behalf of myself. XD

No can do. I also don't like the smell of an unclean ass. (I hate smelling a top's unclean ass while I'm blowing him.) I just can't relax and really enjoy the dick unless I'm confident that I'm super clean. Besides, a clean ass has more room for more nut!

Love stroking to this. His scene starts at 38 min

define "wokeism"

DAMN WHAT A FUCKING HOT STORY. FUCK YES!

I so desperately need this story to be continued. The pictures only heighten that necessity. Please, please, please: more Justin and Jeremy!

Well said. Here's one way to accomplish it: The position should allow your Hole to draw the eye of Tops first - the rest of you secondly, if at all. 1. If it's on a plane surface, put your shoulders down on the fuckbench/whatever, turn your head to the right or left, whichever is most comfortable. Your arms can be anywhere they're comfortable, stretched over your head, bent at the elbow cradling your head, whatever. 2. Spread your knees as far apart as is comfortable. Then, bend your spine (only as much as is comfortable, of course) concavely, thus elevating your Hole higher than the rest of your body. That will not only enhance your Hole's attractiveness / availability to Tops, it will allow the rest of your body to slightly "fade' away from the principal target, which is your hungry Hole. Even in the darkest of darkrooms (i.e. when only "feeliing" his way), any Top will encounter your Hole first - and the rest only if he wants to - but the prominence of your Hole should be apparent and obvious to every guy. 3. If in a sling, the same principle applies: Hole juuuuust over the edge of the sling, legs as far back towards your head as possible, and spread as widely as possible.

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?!”

Fell in love with Albolene... Can be a bit tricky to find in Canada so I just make my own. For basically about $10 i get two tubs of it, and no one suspects that the mineral oil, paraffin wax, and Vaseline that it's made from really does not like latex!

Part 23 Colt layed on top of me for a minute as his cock leaked the last of his big load into my wet guts. The rank smell of the dirty carpet filled my nostrils which in turn fucked with my head. The smell was sending little jolts to my dick. Colt finally stood up, and using his foot to push my head further into the nasty carpet said, "Don't move faggot!" I didn't move a muscle as I heard him rummage around for a moment before sitting on the bed next to me. I heard the unmistakable sound of a baggie being opened. Colt leaned down next to me and showed me what he had in his hand. It was a shard. And not just a shard, a huge fucking one! It had to be an inch long and fat too. "Ready to get fucked up, bitch?" He taunted me, as he looked into my eyes. Eyes that were pleading for the drug. "You want this piggy? Does daddy's nasty little meth whore want this? Tell me slut. Tell your Master what you want!" "I want it Sir! Please!" I begged him. "Give it to me Sir! I'm your dirty faggot meth whore, Sir! Please fuck me up!" Colt just smiled as he spread my ass cheeks apart and fingered my already sloppy hole a bit. I involuntarily moaned and arched my back, sticking my ass up a bit. "Oh yea whore. Daddy likes that." He purred. "Daddy likes seeing his bitch hungry for things in its pussy. Get on your knees. Keep your head down. And spread your ass open and really beg me, you stupid faggot!" I assumed the position and began pleading. "Please Sir." I whined like a bitch. "Please put it in me. I'm such a worthless faggot. Please get me fucked up. I'm your whore. I'm your property. I'll do anything you want me to Sir. Use me, degrade me, humiliate me. Just please give me that shard!" Colt just laughed his little evil laugh. "Oh don't worry faggot. I'll do anything I want to you regardless. Cause your just my personal fuck toy. You have no say in the matter. But I still love to hear you beg for it." I could feel something placed against my sphincter, and I knew it was the shard. I shivered a bit in anticipation. Then, I could feel Colt pushing it into me. "Hoo boy. That's one hungry pussy! It sucked that shard up like it was starving!" He laughed." I just let out a groan as I started feeling that burning inside my bowels. "Let's find out just how hungry it is!" Colt held down a plug by my face. It took a moment to focus on it as the burning in my guts made my eyes water. But when I did, I saw a toy I hadn't seen before. I whimpered slightly. Colt just laughed. "You like it whore? I bought it special for you." The reason I whimpered was because this was no ordinary butt plug. This one was shaped like a dog's cock. A big one. Almost as long as Colt's cock, but even thicker. And the scariest part was the huge balls that sat at the base. They had to be at least as big around as a fist. I whimpered again. "Don't worry slut. As soon as that meth kicks in your pussy will gobble this right down." He said as he slapped it against my face a few times. "Plus, this will help." He continued as he put a gas mask over my head. In a minute I heard the familiar sound of the torch being lit, followed a few seconds later by my mask filling up with a thick, white cloud. This was soon followed by more clouds, and between them and the booty bump kicking in, I didn't even notice when Colt started pushing the plug up against my hole. But I sure noticed when the flared head was forced past my anal ring and popped into me. I screamed into the mask and Colt laughed. "Oh yea bitch. I bet that hurts. I bet you feel like you're being ripped open. And I bet my whore wants more. Don't you whore?" "Oh yes Sir!" I moaned into the mask. "Give it to me Sir!" Colt began to fuck my ass with the big dog cock plug and I continued to moan like the slut I was. Then he paused for a moment. I felt the tube to the mask moving, then a moment later I was hit with poppers. Strong poppers. It must have been a new bottle. Colt must have stuck a soaked rag in the tube, because all I could breath were poppers. In moments I was flying as the assault on my ass continued. I was moaning and drooling as the drugs did their job, and very soon I felt the balls of the plug pushing against my hole. Colt reached down and wrapped a huge bicep around my neck, pulling me back into him. The other hand pushed on the plug. "Tell me you want it bitch. Tell me you want your methed up pussy plugged!" "Fuck yea!" I moaned, totally lost in being high and Colt's power. "Fuckin do it. Plug me up Sir! DO IT!" Colt just growled and pushed as hard as he could and the thing popped into me. I screamed again as jolts of pain and pleasure rocked my body. He just squeezed my neck with his arm and covered my mouth through the mask with his other. "That's it. That's a good boy. Ride the pain faggot. Embrace it. Know that pain is good. Pain makes me happy. Hurting you makes me happy." "Yes Sir." I moaned as I writhed against him, both my body and brain on fire. My ass kept trying to grind against the huge plug in a desperate attempt to bring some relief. But it only served to heighten my arousal. As evidenced by my rock hard cock. "Ah yes." Colt said as he stroked my hard cock. "My little piggy likes this. He likes it a lot. I knew buying that plug was a good idea. However, we really need to get moving. Now lay down on the bed!" I did as Colt grabbed the ice bucket. Scooping out a handful of ice, he grabbed my hard cock and balls. I yelped from the shock, but it had the desire effect and soon my hardon was gone. Colt wasted no time in getting it locked into the chastity device with the spikes on the inside and a urethral tube. Then he tossed me a white speedo. "Put this on and stand up!" I scrambled into the obviously too small speedo and stood up. I happened to be facing the mirror and got a good look at how obvious my chastity cage was. The white fabric was totally see through. Which I'm sure is what Colt planned. I just stood there as he took a sharpie and wrote on my back. When he finished, he wrote on my upper chest, 'CUMHOLE' with an arrow pointing up to my face. Under that he wrote 'I'M A FAG USE ME!'. He certainly wasn't being subtle. Then he stood behind me and showed me a heavy, link chain with a padlock on it. "Kiss it slave." He told me as he held it up to my lips. I kissed it. "Now beg me to put it on. Beg me to make you my slave forever." My cock pushed against its confines as I begged Colt, "Please Sir. Collar me. Make me your slave forever. I Love you so much Master. I will do anything for you." A wet spot appeared on my speedo as he pushed the padlock shut. "God you're beautiful." He purred as he licked my ear. "You're going to be a very popular whore these next few days. Let's hope your pussy doesn't fall apart." He grabbed some sunscreen and sprayed me all over. "Wouldn't want your pasty white skin getting all burned." He said before leaning into my ear. "Those aren't the kinds of marks I'm planning on leaving." I shuddered as he handed me the spray to do him. When I finished, he asked me, "Do you want to see what I wrote on your back? Not that it matters. I'll do what the fuck I want! I just thought it would give you more food for thought." He turned me around, and even though it was backwards, I could clearly see it read, 'Cumdump Available. 2 holes. Blue Flamingo Motel. Room 49. After 7 pm.' Then, across the top of my cheeks like a tramp stamp, 'CUMHOLE' with an arrow pointing down my crack. "I think that should get the point across." He laughed as he placed a bottle of poppers on a leather string around my neck. "And look how nice your red ass shows through." He said as he rubbed my still burning cheeks. And they sure did. The welts showed right through. Colt pulled on a black speedo and some flip flops, then looked at the beach stuff, then at me. "You don't expect me to fuckin carry that shit, do you slave?" "No Sir." I mumbled as I grabbed the stuff. "Just remember the rules. Now let's go." I opened the door and stood by it patiently, not daring to go first. Colt just smiled as people passed the open door and laughed at me. "Oops, almost forgot one last thing." He said, producing a leash. He clipped it onto my collar before laughing. "No, that's to easy. Doesn't make you suffer enough." He then grabbed the alligator clamps. I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth as he attached them to my little pink nips, the sharp teeth digging into my sensitive flesh. Then he attached the leash to the chain that connects them. "Let's go!" He ordered me as he gave them a hard yank. I gasped in pain. The walk through the motel was deeply humiliating, just as Colt wanted it. The taunts and jeers flew around us as he led his practically naked slave by his tits. But outside was even worse. There were lots more people around, some of them obviously shocked by what they were seeing. Let's face it, we were more fitting in a pride parade than spring break, but that didn't matter to Colt. He loved shocking people. And it wasn't just the people around that made it worse. My tender feet weren't used to hot pavement and I found myself stepping very gingerly. Add to that the huge plugged jammed in my hole, and I was walking pretty funny. I've never had to walk with something huge lodged in my ass, and I could feel it deep inside me with every step I took, crushing my prostate, pushing against my second internal ring, while the huge balls stretched and rubbed my colon just inside of my asshole. I had all kinds of mixed feelings from pain, to humiliation, to fucking horny as the meth did its job in my system. And Colt was relentless with the leash, giving it constant tugs, sending fire through my burning tits, causing me to constantly whimper in pain. We walked past a trio of guys, your typical frat boy types with their board shorts and bucket hats, pooka shells around their necks, and Colt gave an extra hard tug. I cried out which of course got their attention. They stopped and turned, all laughing at the pathetic fag. The were taunting me, as I just stood there taking their abuse. It wasn't until one of them got in my face and said, "What's the matter faggot? Why won't you answer us?" I looked him dead in the eyes and said, "I'm a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!" There was dead silence from the trio before they erupted in laughter again, adding more taunts. Several people also stopped to observe what was going on. It was then that Colt walked up behind me and said, "Kneel!" Without hesitation I dropped to my knees. The guys laughed harder, as did some of the other onlookers. "Holy shit. This is for real." One of the guys said. "He's really a faggot slave." I felt myself flush, partly from humiliation, but mostly from pride. "That's right." Said Colt. "This is my faggot slave. I own it, and it will do whatever I tell it to. I brought it here cause I know how horny spring breakers get, and I know how bitches can be, so I brought my personal fag here to be of service. He's got two holes holes that never refuse any cock. Now, we're heading to the beach, but if you need your cocks sucked right now, we can duck down this alley." "Well fuck." Said one of the guys. "I could use my nuts drained. Let's go." He started to walk down the alley when his friend piped up. "You gonna stick your dick in a fag? Are you fuckin queer?" "I ain't no fuckin queer! But I ain't stupid either. There's a free mouth pussy right here, and I'm gonna use it. I'm gonna bust my nut into this fag, and if you had half a brain you would too. Ain't no chick gonna touch you anyway." He laughed as he walked away. "He's right you know." Said Colt to the guys. "A mouth is a mouth, and this faggot will suck you better than any bitch can. Now, stand up slave." He ordered me, tugging on my tits. I did and was led down the alley after the first guy. As I got behind the dumpster and turned around, I noticed the other two guys slowly walking toward us. "Take those trunks off bitch!" Colt ordered me. "A cumdump should always be naked when servicing a superior man. I nervously removed them, but didn't disobey. "Now, hit the bottle!" I popped the top and took some deep hits as the guy fished his already half hard cock out of his shorts. Then I opened my mouth and he just shoved it in. He grabbed the back of my head and skull fucked me. He wasn't here to make love, he was here to use a faggot and bust his nut. He choked me as he battered my throat for about a minute before he buried himself in me. "Fuckin take my cum you dirty faggot." He growled as he pumped his fluid down my throat. "You fucking disgusting alley cocksucking bitch!" I glanced up to see Colt smiling down on me. The guy pulled his cock out of me, grabbed my speedos, and wiped his slimy cock all over them. "Get the fuck over here." He said to one of the other two guys. The next guy did the same thing. Dropped his shorts enough to pull out his cock before shoving it in my mouth. He jackhammered me just like the first guy. I wasn't giving them blow jobs as much as I was just a fleshy tube for them to use. Which was fine with me. My cock pushed against the spikes in the cage, telling me I was right where I belonged. When he started to cum, he shot two squirts down my throat before Colt pulled him out and made him shoot the rest on my face. He also wiped off on my speedo. I hit more poppers as the third guy approached. And I'm glad I did, as he was already at full mast. And it was the biggest of the three. I opened wide with my tongue sticking out and he laughed. "Look at the pathetic fag. It can't get enough cock!" He took a moment to slap my face with it a few times before he shoved it in. Again, this was no gentle suck. He raped my face. He lasted about as long as the other two and was soon squirting his hot college boy cum into my still high school mouth, before painting my face with the rest. It dripped down onto my chest as he wiped his slime on my speedo, joining the others. "Stop by tonight if you want more." Colt told the guys as they walked away. "Maybe try out its cunt too!" I looked up and saw another guy approaching us. This guy was not a horny college boy. This was an older man. A dirty looking older man. Probably homeless. "You want another cock faggot?" He asked me. "I'm a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!" "Of course it wants another cock." Chimed Colt as he grabbed his phone to record. "It's what it lives for. That's its purpose in life!" I hit the poppers as the man stood in front of me. I could smell him. B.O., piss and filth flooded my nostrils and I fought off gagging. I wasn't about to fail Colt. I opened wide and took this homeless man's dirty, smelly cock into me. My asshole pulsed around the plug as I degraded myself for my Master. "Oh yea, that's it." The man groaned. "Suck my cock you dirty little alley whore. You fucking nasty little cock pig." Colt dropped down next to me. "He's right." He said in my ear. "You're just a dirty, nasty little alley whore. Taking strangers cocks. You sick little faggot." He reached under me and started manipulating the plug in me. I moaned as he moved it around. "Now, stop sucking this nice man's cock for a moment and tell him what you are. Look him in the eyes and tell him." The man leaned down and took hold of my bottle. He removed it and took a couple big hits before holding it back under my nose. "Go ahead slave. Do what your Master says." I breathed deep as I looked into this dirty, disheveled old man's eyes. "I'm a whore Sir. I'm a disgusting faggot whore. I'm just two holes for men to use as they want." I kept taking hits as Colt tugged on the plug in my pussy. "I'm a fucking cumdump for any man. Any man who wants to use my pathetic holes can. Any man my Master tell me to service, I will. Anywhere, anytime." "You slut!" Colt growled as he gave a mighty pull on the plug and the huge fake dog knot popped out of me. I howled in pain, but was quickly muffled as the homeless guy shoved his hard cock down my throat, burying me face in his smelly crotch. I gagged as I choked on his cock and foul stench. "Now ride that cock bitch! Fuck yourself with it while you suck him off!" Even though my ass ached like a mother, I did as Colt told me, and started riding that huge cock up and down while I grunted and moaned and slathered my mouth all over the cock in front of me. I devoured cock in both my holes as Colt filmed it. "Look at that little pig!" I heard him say. "My bitch is nothing more than a degenerate piece of methed up alley trash, suckin homeless cock and riding a fake dog cock." His words only spurred me on. This is what I was. A dirty, lowdown piece of faggot alley trash. A few months ago I was a nice little Christian Texas boy. Played football, got good grades, went to church. Now here I was. Lower than I had ever been before. Drugged up and degrading myself in a public alley in Florida. Naked except for my locked up cage and my slave collar. And I loved it. I couldn't help myself. I wasn't told I could speak, but I was so gone in the moment I couldn't stop myself. I pulled the cock out of my mouth and looked directly into the camera. I took more hits of poppers until my eyes went glassy. "Hey everybody. My name is Austin Allen Collins and I'm an 18 year old senior at Cleburn High School." I began as I started riding the cock again as well as slurping on the homeless cock. "Or at least, I was. Now I'm a pathetic methed up piece of faggot alley trash. I'm a slave whore owned by Colton Sawyer Cooper. I'm his property to do with what he wants. And right now, this is what he wants. I just finished sucking off three college guys in this alley. Now I'm sucking this homeless cock. Because I was ordered to." I continued sucking on the cock as I talked. "Earlier today, I was raped by three other men in another alley. They fucked my pussy and all shot their loads deep in me. When I told my Master what happened, he fucked me even harder. Then he made me suck off a stranger who knocked on our door looking for the cumdump!" I moaned as I sucked the cock and pounded my hole, knowing every dirty moment was being recorded. And knowing I would have absolutely zero control over what happened to it. Colt reached into the bag and pulled out a case and opened it. He showed it to the homeless guy. "Want a hit old man?" The guys eyes lit up. "Oh fuck yea! I've been jonesing for some. Oh man. Thank you!" He said smiling, showing off his missing teeth. That probably should have disgusted me, but it had the opposite effect. I felt sluttier. "You sure it's safe right here?" Colt asked. "Fuck yea. No one cares. Especially during spring break. People see a homeless guy in an alley, they just keep walking. Cops don't care neither. Until they hear screams, they don't fuckin do a thing." As if to prove his point, the man sparked the torch and rolled the pipe right there. He took a big hit and blew out a huge cloud down onto me while while I sucked him and Colt recorded it. After two more hits, Colt told him to hand me the pipe. Now I was high as fuck already, but I knew why Colt was making me smoke it. For the camera. To degrade me further. So I gave him what he wanted. I looked seductively into the camera and took a big hit. "Hi mom. Hi dad. Hi everyone back in Cleburn, Texas." I said before blowing a big cloud. "This is Austin, your precious baby boy. Well look at me now. Look at me Bill and Doris Collins. Your son is nothing more than a sleazy alley meth fag. I got a big fake dog cock in my whore pussy. And a big smelly homeless cock to suck on." I took another big hit and sucked on the cock as I slowly blew it out of my nose. "Mmmmm...I love cock so much! I'm such a fucking cockwhore. I want cum and piss in my dirty, slutty fag holes!" The homeless man reached down and grabbed the leash and yanked on it. I squealed as he yanked my titties. I rode and sucked harder as he blew smoke down on me. "Oh fuck I need that pussy!" He growled. "Lay the fuck down faggot, and spread em!" I climbed off the plug and layed on my back on the dirty ground, spreading my legs wide, showing him my hungry pussy. The homeless guy wasted no time crawling between my legs. He had a nice sized cock, but I was so loose he just slid right in. "Oh yea, fuck me!" I begged. "Fuck my slutty methed up high school fag pussy!" I grabbed the plug and started sucking it, looking right into the camera. "Ooooohhhh." I moaned as I licked and sucked the plug. "This was just in my pussy, mommy and daddy, and now I'm sucking off all my nasty ass juice and cum off it. I'm such a dirty whore! Look at me getting fucked next to a dumpster like the trash I am!" The homeless guy grabbed a dirty rag from his pocket and poured some poppers on it. He covered my nose and as I opened my mouth for air, he shoved the plug in, slamming it down my throat. "Fuck yea, you stupid fag!" The homeless guy growled as he pummeled both my holes. "Take those fucking cocks you queer. Fucking choke on it!" As if I had a choice. The plug was huge and he was battering my throat with it. I was gagging and wretching as he forced it into me. "Oh man. Keep choking fag. Everytime you do, it's tightens up your sloppy cunt" I did keep wretching. I was spitting up mucus and cum, and my face was covered with the slop. I just kept on looking right into the camera. "I'm gonna cum, you worthless cunt!" The homeless guy shouted. "Do it! Cum in me!" I croaked through my battered throat. "Shoot your fuckin nasty homeless cum in me! Fill my nasty teenage pussy up!" The guy grunted and went ridged, his eyes rolling back into his head as his cock pulsed inside me, blessing me with his precious spunk. After he climbed off me, Colt got some nice shots of me on the ground, next to the dumpster, my face and chest covered in cum and puke, my pussy dripping a fresh load of anonymous cum. Then he told the homeless guy to shove the plug back in me. I squealed like a little bitch as the knot popped back into me. "Don't you think you should thank the nice man?" Colt asked me. I jumped into action getting back on my knees. I took his dirty, slimy cock back into my mouth and spoke as I cleaned it off. "Thank you Sir. Thank you for using me and giving me your cum!" The homeless guy just looked down on me and smiled. "I have one more thing for you fag." Then, he started pissing. I gulped down a few mouthfuls of his rank, nasty piss before he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed my face and body with the rest. I let it shower over me as I smiled into the camera. "Here, pig." Colt said as he tossed my speedo to me. "Wipe yourself off while I chat with our friend. They walked down the alley a bit while I tried to clean myself up. But a tiny speedo doesn't really clean up a lot. Colt returned to find me holding a sopping wet speedo and scum smeared all over my face and chest. He made me put on the speedo that now showed off even more through the wet fabric. Colt just looked at me and smiled. "God damn you look like a used up 2 bit whore." Then he leaned in, gave me a little kiss and whispered, "And you've never looked better babe."

Tommy woke up the next morning in a large bed in the middle of a large room. The walls were brick and about 20 feet tall with huge windows and exposed air ducts ran through metal rafters above. The room appeared to be the entire top floor of a building, skylights above letting in more light. He smelled breakfast and coffee. Zeke stood in the kitchen area and seeing him stir said “Good morning Tommy” Zeke looked almost like a different person dressed in a sharp suit, sipping coffee and reading a folded newspaper. His face, so gaunt looking last night, was still thin but now had an aesthetic look. Handsome by anyone’s standard. His hair that had been wild last night was neatly pulled back and ran several inches down his back. “Tommy sounds so undignified” Zeke said in a refined voice barely recognizable as the rough sultry voice that had invaded his mind last night. “Do you mind if I call you Thomas in the light of day?” “That’s fine, that’s what my parents call me” Tommy said As he sat up he felt something around his neck and reached up to feel a metal necklace there. “Don’t fret with it, you will get used to it” Zeke said “I have a business meeting and I will be gone a couple hours. Make yourself at home because this is your new home” Zeke walked to the only internal wall. Pressed a button then seemed to think of something. Taking a fob from a key rack he tossed it onto the bed. “If you go out you need this to call the elevator to this floor. I will see you when I get back” and with that he was gone. Tommy got up and went to a door that he assumed led to the bathroom and relieved the pressure on his bladder then looked in the mirror a polished silver chain hung there held in place by a silver padlock. No use in trying to get it off and did he want to? Then he remembered “The price” of that chain and a moment of panic rose up in him but like the chain there was no way to undo it. He found his suitcase and dressed, they had swung by his hotel and picked up his things last night Zeke was being very trusting. Leaving an almost complete stranger alone in his home Tommy thought then admitted that he would never even think of stealing anything, It just wasn’t him. He rode down in the elevator and stepped out the front door of the building into a very upscale area then went back in and back up. **** As Zeke rode down in the elevator something seemed to separate from him and Ezekiel shifted to the higher plane. Zeke was his unwitting agent in the mortal world, One of many all around the world. It had been this agent who a couple years ago had infected a cheating little tramp named Doug with HIV and sent him home knowing he would infect his unsuspecting lover Mike and later had encouraged Doug to leave Mike when he was having a crisis of faith, Sending Mike quickie and improbably into the arms and ass of a young man named Jeff. Speaking of Mike and Jeff the real Ezekiel sent his thoughts across the world sliding into Mike’s head to silently check on the pair. They had a lot to do on the path they had been set on and if all went right they would change the world. Mike was holding Jeff and telling him how he regretted that their marriage had happened so quickly, that Jeff deserved better and suggested that they renew their vows and have a real wedding. Things were right on track here. Ezekiel slipped quietly out of Mike’s mind. This is what he did. He used his agents to influence certain people. Setting them on different paths to better the world. He had been doing it for a very long time. The boy who’s life he had diverted last night’s future was heading to a sweet though boring life with a divorced man who brought a son to be raised into their relationship. Tommy’s influence on that boy would set him on a path to become a great world leader and eventually destroy the world. Without Tommy’s influence he would lead a normal average life. Sometimes teaching a boy to be honorable above all can lead to disaster. His agent just knew that he had certain insights he didn’t always understand. Like how he knew about Tommy’s past and exactly how to approach the boy. He also knew he could influence things and people to an unusual degree but never questioned it. He had a sadistic love of creating chaos in the lives of those around him and thus was the perfect agent. That’s what Ezekiel was. The agent of chaos in this world. Chaos was not evil though sometimes they aligned. Order aligned with evil just as much if not more. Chaos was change, order was stability and both were needed for the world to advance. Ezekiel slipped back into his agent as he rode back up to his loft silently hiding behind his eyes ready to nudge if he needed too. These two had work to do together. ****** Zeke stepped off the elevator to find Tommy watching TV and approached Tommy standing as he neared. Zeke didn't ask he simply put his large hand behind the boy’s head and pulsed him into a kiss his tongue invading his mouth as he guided his property to the bed pushing him back on it pulling his shorts off and then quickly and efficiently stripping off his suit He crawled on top of the unresisting boy and raising his legs to his shoulders. guided this cock to his hole, punching the head inside causing Tommy’s back to arch in pain. Zeke cut off his squeal with another hard kiss, shoving more of his cock inside and stretching the 18 year old’s hole, abrading the lining and making it more receptive to his virus. It was important to continually pump the boy full of toxic cum to make sure it took and the boy was irrevocably infected, It probably took last night but no need to take chances. Besides, fucking this gorgeous young man was a pleasant way to bust a nut and the boy needed to be trained. He had to understand he was a slave to Zeke’s whims and lust, He was there to keep Zeke’s toxic balls drained. Zeke slid in and out slowly grinding against those silky inner walls that gripped him like a glove as Tommy gasped and writhed under him in apparent agony though his cock was rock hard. Zeke sped up his huge virus filled balls bouncing against that battered ass till with a hiss of pleasure he shot was after wad of poz seed deep, Tommy once again cumming without touching himself as he was bred. They collapsed together sweating and panting. Zeke still lodged inside his boy’s spasming hole

Brock Silver was certainly once a very in-demand star, with this steroidy alpha energy about him and of course his repeatedly stated heterosexualiry. However, a combination of moving into his forties but probably more his strict top-only stance had started to lessen his appeal in the age of versatility. Hearing that he had been seen engaging in bareback gay sex off camera - even if still apparently just as a top - had got our interest, and we had hatched a plan. I had done four films with him pre-Covid, including a one-on-one after I had gone versatile myself, so we agreed it would probably be best if I made the first approach even if Brock and I did not know each other that well. From what I’d heard he still spent most of his time at the small gym he managed, so I decided to go there under the guise of being a prospective member, and see what came of it. I was initially shown around by the only staff member who seemed to be on duty, a toned guy in his twenties who I thought I saw checking me out a couple of times (so that was duly noted). We started in the changing rooms, but when we went into the main machine room there was Brock, looking even more muscled and of course smoking his trademark cigarette while he lifted weights (god only knows how he got away with it here). “Greg” he said when he stopped watching himself in the mirror to look at who had just walked in, “long time no see.” “Oh, Brock” I said, feigning surprise. “Wow. How are you man?” “Fucking-A” he said, looking back at himself in the mirror as he flexed. “Cool man” I said. “Fancy a beer after this to catch up?” “Sure” he said, doing one last set of lifts before he put the weights down on the floor. “Let me go get showered and I’ll meet you by the desk.” He made his way out to the changing rooms, after which the toned twink gave me a stuttering tour of the machines and weights before escorting me back to the front. “Let me think about it” I told him. “What time do you finish?” “Er, my shift ends soon, at 5” he said. “But someone else will be here until 10.” “I’ll be back before 5 then” I said, giving him a wink. He nervously coughed before nodding at me. Brock eventually appeared again, and nodded at me as he headed for the door out to the street. I followed him out, walking beside him in silence as he strode to a bar just along the block. He held the door for me and I went inside, and then he followed me in, motioned towards a booth and then went up to the bar. “So how are things?” I asked, as he sat down at the booth a couple of minutes later. “Quiet” he said, a little gruffly. “Oh, how so?” I asked. “Not done a shoot in months” he said, before taking a big gulp of beer. “Oh” I said. “Sorry to hear that.” “Dunno what the problem is” he spat out. “I’m in the best fucking shape of my life.” I hesitated, running my finger round the rim of my glass. “Well, you know, studios these days prefer performers who mix things up a bit” I said. “Have you thought about giving bottoming a try?” “Fuck that” he growled. “I’m straight. I don’t get fucked.” “OK” I said, holding my hand up. “But that might be the problem, I’m just saying.” “Whatever” he mumbled, “but I ain’t getting fucked.” We sat in silence for a moment. “What about you?” he asked, looking away from me. “Heard you’ve gone gay.” “Something like that” I said. “Quarantine made me realise what I was missing the most.” “And you’re with Stone?” he followed up, still looking down towards the end of the room. “Yeah” I said. “He’s great.” He nodded, then looked down at his beer. “Are you with anyone?” I asked. “Not got time for that” he said, which obviously made no sense given he had said things were quiet. “Fair enough” I said. “Fuck, I need a cigarette” he barked, before standing up out of the booth and heading for the door. I slid along the seat and followed him, leaving our beers behind. When I got outside he was lighting up a cigarette, and I took one from the pack he offered when he noticed I’d joined him. We smoked the cigarettes in silence, but after stubbing them out he immediately lit another (which I did not). “So what would I have to do?” he asked, out of the blue. “For what?” I replied. “To start bottoming” he said, glancing around before he did so. “Oh” I said. “Er, well, that depends. With me they wanted the filmed scene to be the actual first time, but that was quite nerve-wracking.” “OK” he said, now fixing me with something of a glare. “Given what a power top you are” I continued, “I reckon you might want to get some practice in first and then be more in control on set.” He nodded, before taking another big draw from his cigarette. “So you’re saying I need to find someone to…” “Yeah” I said, “that might be best.” He seemed to disappear into his thoughts, before he stubbed out the cigarette and went back into the bar. “Let me think about it” he said quietly, once we were both back in the booth. “Take all the time you need” I said, holding back my excitement as I realised that he was maybe interpreting my pep talk as meaning that it was me who should train him to bottom. He looked at me briefly, before lifting his glass and gulping down the rest of the beer. “I need to get back” he said, prompting me to swiftly drink the rest of mine before we stood up out of the booth. We walked back to the gym in silence, arriving on the dot of 5 as the toned twink was walking out the door. Brock went back inside without saying anything, and I turned to the younger man who was holding open the door. “I’m gonna take a couple of days to decide” I said, before smirking at him. “Unless you feel like coming back to my place to give me a free personal training session as a teaser?” “Er, yeah, OK, er, sure” he stammered. “Great” I said, “I could really use a workout.” He let the door go, and I threw my arm over his shoulders and steered him up the street to where my car was. Some hours later we despatched him home in a taxi, fairly sure his now gaping cum-filled hole was going to be converting soon. With that fun out of the way, we got into bed and I gave Stone the full rundown on my chat with Brock, so we could begin talking the next phase of our plans…

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You almost nailed it. Here's the next chapter in point form. -went back to in-laws and passed out on his good scotch in their wreck room. - wife angrily woke me! -changed into running shorts and deep cut muscle shirt to get out for fresh air to clear my hangover headache. -In-laws watching with hate in their eyes as I run out the door. -ran the opposite direction from his house loosing track of my turns. -found myself in front of his house anyway. -found him naked in the hot tub -stripped off and joined him . -tried to convince him and myself the 'April Fools Joke' was his trying to convince me he was toxic poz. -fucked away what was left of the morning of April 1. -neighbour's watching, one filming. I'm told he posts on Twitter, but from too far to see faces. - we finally move inside and I'm fucked in front of huge screen TV. It's the neighbour's Twitter feed with closeups of our faces, he's upgraded his equipment. Sound even captures me mocking 'Poz my straight ass. ' - just after I'm bred my fifth load the clock strikes noon. -I insist he must tell me the truth now. -poz and highly toxic while on a meds vacation. - I run off in only my shorts. -Stop at the In-laws only for car keys and my wallet. I'm thankful wife and I don't share bank accounts or credit cards as I hit the road traveling west to who knows where. Thanks for all the likes guys. I really get off on writing this stuff and your encouragement. Happy bb fucking!

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That was quick, their kids are out with for a night with the grandparents and we making plans to hook up again, this time they invited one more couple they play with usually, plus maybe 1-2 more that might be joining. maybe I should invite my partner too lol the first thing Rob said was that they were all well hung and that I should plan having my hole wrecked and filled. Oink!!!

I was getting into it … but then those images. With all the diversity in this group, I’m sure there are some guys who are talking turned on by the images. And I’m sure there are others who are not. I’m in the ladder group. It really turned me off to the story. For those of us who have an amazingly kinky and wild Imagination, for me there is a disconnect between the story and the images. Not a criticism … just some feedback.

I like vasiline. I always prelube my ass with it at the Bathhouse as some tops there insist on a condom. I have it on the stand next to the bed. I have a dildo there to. And if they use that I lube it with Vasiline so it's deep in me

Chapter 14 Henrique is driving toward Henry's apartment. Marc is in the passenger seat, Keith is in the back, and Ben is lying on his lap. Ben is naked still with just a blanket on. Then he broke the silence. “So…you guys know my dad and uncle?” Ben asked “ Yeah,” said Marc “Yes. We know them” said Henrique. Keith nodded but avoided making eye contact with Ben “How do you guys know them?” Asked Ben “We work for them” said Marc “Doing what?” Asked Ben “We aren't allowed to tell you. Your dad will fill you in when he gets back tonight” said Marc “and please understand that we're just doing what we are instructed” “That's if he does come back. Do you guys know what I went through? Does my dad and uncle know what they are walking into?’ Ben Said “Again….we can't share information about that but let's just say I'm fairly confident he'll be on his way back as soon as he can. You're his precious son. You are about to get to know him in ways you never had done in your life before “ “What ARE you allowed to tell me? Let's start there. Are you all their fuck boys” asked Ben with a grin on his face. Henrique has parked the car, and then Ben said “Guys. I don't have clothes on. I don't even remember how I ended up being tortured. I thought I drove back to my uncle's after the bar…..oh wait no. Zachariah pull me over then I don't remember anything after I saw his fave” “Here. You can wear my jeans and shirt. It's not my first time going to your dad's apartment with his key. WE were told to get you cleaned up and keep you fed and hydrated so are you gonna go hop in the shower or do you need us to make you?” said Henrique with a slightly irritated tone. He's irritated bc they were enjoying their high and having fun at Aaron and Jeff, but they were asked to babysit Ben. Ben stayed silent as they rode the elevator. When they all got to Henry's penthouse Ben said “You all are scared of him and my uncle, don't you? He's not even here but you all still won't break the rules he set…… that also means…..I am indirectly your boss bc if I said anything negative about how I'm treated to my dad and uncle….” All three of them beg Keith at the same time asking Ben not to get them in trouble “Well then…..looks like I'm the boss tonight then. You three better keep me satisfied then. Start with the shower. As a matter of fact, I think I do need an assistant. Henrique. Why don't you come help me in the shower? That way I can return your clothes. Marc and Keith. I don't care much about food but I should eat. I'll eat whatever you guys make or buy.” Said Ben Marc sensed the dominant vibe from Ben. A completely different side of him. They were given strict orders not to touch him tonight. They were going to make some frozen food originally. “yeah. You know what. We totally forgot to do a food run. Keith why don't you come with me?” Marc thought about buying them some time away from Ben and prayed that the boss man would be back soon so they would be forced to break the rules. He grabbed Keith's wrist, pulling him back in the elevator with him before anyone else could get a word out. The elevator door had closed. Ben looks over to Henrique “I suppose it's me and you”. Henrique was mad because Matt and Keith left him with Ben. They were told not to touch him, nothing like the first time they met Ben a couple of weeks ago “I guess so” Henrique said. Ben slapped Henrique’s face hard and gave him an assertive look “I meant Yes Sir” said Henrique “Good. Now lead the way.. actually hang on, you know this place pretty well, don't you. Can you give me a tour?” “Yes Sir. Follow me” Ben is amazed by this penthouse apartment. He has always wondered who can afford to live in this building. He never would have guessed his dad does. Three sides of the apartment are floor-to-ceiling glass walls. It even has its own courtyard and pool. One side of the pool was all glass as well, even though they were on the 30th floor. There's also a hot tub and in one of the tents has a massage table, a fuck machine and a sling. Next to it is a side table scattered with different things to get high. There were a couple of lines of hot rail kept under a glass dome. There were rocks all over the cart and a bong. Uses needles and new ones lying around. All the ways Ben knows about. Henry has it all. Ben looked at the hot rail and signaled Henrique to come do it with him because he hadn't tried heating up the pipe himself they each did one long line and then continued their tour back to indoors. Ben grabbed a couple big rocks and picked up the bong with him. Some of the walls in this apartment are movable so some rooms can become bigger, living spaces can become smaller. It can also be configured so that only one room is accessible upon exiting the elevator. Henry's got two playrooms in addition to what's outside. One room has a fuck bench, rim chair, and a sling. All kinds of hats, whips, paddles, dildos and other toys. There's no TV but a light proof laser projector and surround sound. Ben loved everything in that room. The other playroom has a couple of cages. One for standing position and another for being on ones knees. Both have specially designed openings to restrain arms and legs apart if necessary. The lower one only locks the waist and chest, leaving the front and back open for whoever is in it. The standing one has one side against the wall with a glory hole opening. There's also this arc thing with a dildo sticking out. It's somewhat big. Like an adult see-saw and a wrestling pit that doubles up as a round bed if the top is on it. What Ben didn't know was that both rooms are equipped with AI based camera so it always know which one to use and when to zoom in to get the best shot. Ben was really turned on by everything he saw in the room. His dick is getting hard under Henrique’s jeans. He looked over to Henrique giving him a tour in his white jockstap. The reason he picked Henrique is to single him out bc it's his turn to conquer his hole. They finally got to the bathroom. It is nice and spacious and there even have waterproof restraint that can be used to tie someone to the shower or in the Jacuzzi tub one can be tied up with their wrists just outside of the tub and their legs spread in the tub. Henry's bedroom is locked so Ben has no idea what could be in that room. Ben demanded Henrique to undress him from his clothes. When Henrique took his jeans off, Ben's dick bounced out of it. Ben looking down with a smirk on his face, made Henrique a little angry bc just two weeks ago this boy was just under his command. He knew it's daddy’s son but he has done so much more and shown his dedication. If it wasn't for him giving his best to please the officers, this boy wouldn't be standing here acting so arrogant. He's older and stronger. He can pin Ben down right now and remind him once more who's in charge but if he does that. He will be put this one of those two playrooms or be sent to please Jay and Aaron like Keith was. He just has to swallow his pride for now. He opened his mouth and started sucking on Ben’s dick. Ben licked his fingers wet and reached for Henrique’s hole “Oh man. This hole. I've been dreaming about ripping it apart since I saw you two weeks ago. I thought I'd never get the chance to use it but here we are. Make sure you play with my balls too. It'll be filling you up soon enough” “Mmmm mmmmm” Henrique didn't respond. He just had his eyes closed and focus on sucking on Ben’s dick. He thought if he can get Ben to cum now then he wouldn't have to listen to Ben anymore. Unexpectedly and without warning, his mouth is filling up with Ben's piss. He opened his eyes and looked surprised bc it's always been his thing to piss in a hungry bottom's mouth. He has never drunk anyone's piss. Not even daddy had done that to him. Halfway through Ben stopped and held his piss in and demanded Henrique to turn around “You have no ideas how high they got me to be. My piss is gonna keep you high and hungry for days. Ben pushed the tip of his dick in Henrique then let out the rest of his piss in him. Henrique started feeling this face getting hot, not just warm. His hole feels like it is burning up as if someone crushed up a big rock and shoved it all in him at once. But this is even more than that because the burn not as sharp but everywhere in him “Ohhhh….fuck….” Henrique whole body heated up and started breathing harder. Ben's piss was far stronger than he had expected “fuuuck Ben. What did they do to you? Uohhnn” Henrique is in a doggie position, facing down, breathing hard and he didn't even realize that Ben had 2 fingers in him until Ben found his prostate “Ohhhh ohh” Henrique moan the Ben, rubbing on his prostate. Then more Ben does, the wider Henrique's legs get” “Is this the true you? You like to act like you are an alpha top when really. You are a power buttom, are you?” said Ben as he trusting his finger in and out Henrique. His finger also thoroughly, stirred up the piss in him. Ben slapped Henrique’s right butt cheek said ‘i asked you a question” said Ben “Yes I am….sir “ “Is this where my dad fill you up with my siblings?” “Ohhhh..yeeeas sir” “What do you say if he was here. What do you say to him?” Asked Ben “Please fuck me daddy” said Henrique “Is that all? That's all it takes?” Ben pushes his fingers deeper & makes big circular motion stirring up his chem piss in Henrique because he's about to rip his ass apart “Ohhhh ohhhh please ahhooohhh fuck me hard daddy” Ben’s concentrated chem has broke Henrique. Taken over by lust. Henrique moaned loudly and the precum created a wet spot on his jockstrap. It feels so intense that his arms started to shake “I'm not just gonna fuck you hard….” Ben pulled his finger out of Henrique's hole then stick them into his mouth, which Henrique immediately started sucking on them. Ben then put his other hand on top of the hand with his fingers in Henrique's mouth. Without lube, he shoved his dick all the way in my force all the way in Henrique's chem piss-filled hole. “I'm going to rape your ass” Overtaken by both pain and pleasure, Henrique screamed loudly but his scream didn't go anywhere with Ben's hand over his mouth. Drops of tears came out of his eyes. He was not at all prepared for Ben's dick. It's not bigger than Daddy's but it is still no easy task to take it all in at once. Ben mercilessly raping Henrique's tight hole like he said he was going to do. He loves how tight and warm Henrique's ass is. A part of him is wondering what's wrong with him. Why is he being so rough to him. That thought didn't linger for long because the thought of him fucking the same hole as his dad fueled his dick to grow even thicker and harder while he drill into Henrique over and over and over “How does it feel? How does it feel to be a slut. Here comes my load. Do you want me to breed you or feed you?” Henrique got lightheaded so Ben's words are not making sense to him at all. He can't tell if he's feeling pain or pleasure but his body wants Ben to go deeper, harder, and faster. Just when he thought Ben was about to unload a big one in him Ben stopped and pulled his cock out with a big smile on his face. “Not so fast. I think I'd like to keep that hole hungry for a little while longer. I'm gonna go take a quick shower and that tub looks nice. Get the water ready for me. Oh and go grab me a glass of water and a couple bottles of poppers. Also, something to smoke. I trust you know where they are. Oh and.. don't walk. Crawl. Henrique is trying to shake off this empty feeling in his ass and part of him also thinks something isn't right. This is nothing like the timid boy he just fucked two weeks ago. He has no choice but to obey for now Ben happens to be wondering the same thing. He doesn't quite feel like himself. It's true that he has always wanted this but he doesn't know why now and why to the people who saved him from Zachariah. His dick is still hard. Hasn't gone soft since he pulled it out of Henrique. Fuck it. He thought. He's been letting his instincts take control of his actions. He does like how nice that hole felt. He has always wanted to play a dom too. It feels great to finally be one. He got out of the shower, towel dry himself and turned on the water for the tub himself. He wonders where Henrique had gone to it shouldn't take this long. He grabbed a see-through White translucent robe hanging on the hook and started looking for Henrique. He went back into one of the playrooms and decided to look for a cock ring and maybe a harness. He quickly found a drawer full of cock rings. There has to be over 100 of them in there. He took his time trying everyone that he thought he might like until he finally found one that's not too tight and not too loose. He walked all around the apartment and couldn't find Henrique. He was gonna put some porn on but the moment he sat down, he passed out. The next thing Ben knew he saw his dad picking him up and putting him in a bed. He wanted to do something but he was so tired and just fell back to sleep. Then he heard a loud pop and woke up. ================================ *switching back the first-person point of view* I heard a pop and woke up. My head feels heavy and every part of my body is just sore AF. I was really confused about where I was. I looked out the room and saw Uncle Jerry and Dad chatting out in the living room. Initially, I thought i was still dreaming bc I had not kept in touch with Dad since him and mom separated. I never knew what happened so I compartmentalized and set him aside in my head. I couldn't help but to stare at them because both of them are wearing just briefs….oh no.. jockstraps bc I can see dad’s whole ass from where I'm standing. I honestly thought I was in a dream and that they wouldn't see me standing here [banned word] on them. IIt took me a while to catch up to the present time because my head feels like a haze. Then dad turned around “Oh hey…. you're up. How are you feeling?” Dad said “Ummmmmm…. I'm fine. My head feels a little hazy. It's not something I've ever felt before but other than that. I'm alright.” I responded “I see. Probably because I didn't know how to properly wake you up from my hypnotism so that's my bad” said dad “Wait what? I was hypnotized?” “Yes. Anyway….I think we have some catching up to do” dad said He's leaned back on the couch extended his right arm on the back of the couch, signaling me to come sit with him. He's wearing a pair of classic navy blue jockstraps and I couldn't help but to stare right at it. His bulge is huge that the jock seem like it could barely contain his dick. It mostly definitely wouldn't if he has a full hard-on. Before I could say a word, uncle Jerry stood up and started getting dressed “I'm gonna leave you two catch up, run a few errands, then I'll be back here in an hour or two” he said “Sounds good. We'll be here.” dad responded. I waved at uncle Jerry then I felt dad's hand grabbing my dick and sizing up the head of my dick and wiping off the precum from my dick. I honestly did not realize that I'm naked. I thought I had my I underwear on when I got up. “So you gonna stand there with a hard on or you gonna come sit next to me? I can offer you a third choice if you want” dad scoots his body back and spreads his legs wide apart then signals me to sit right in the middle I moved toward the middle seat. Sat down with my back straight but that didn't feel right so I turned sideway a little and said “I like sitting here but I don't know if this is a good spot to talk through.” Dad reached out and grabbed me by my chest and waist and pulled me towards him. His huge bulge now pressed up again my power back and I'm leaning back toward his right arm a little lying on his armpit. I can smell dad's body. He always smells fresh. His body is radiant heat so laying in his arm is nice, warm , and comfortable. He and I locked eyes for a brief moment then he leaned towards me and kissed me on my lips and his tongue went into my mouth circling around my tongue a couple times then he said “well….I didn't say anything about talking. Do you want to talk or do you wanna do something else first?” Dad said as his kiss the side of my neck and pinch my right nipple “Uhhh” I closed my eyes and moaned. “Is this what you wanted?” He started sliding his tongue down along my body and eventually found my left nipple and bit it lightly while his right hand continued to pinch my nipples. “I heard that you found a new side of yourself this past couple weeks” dad said then pressed his lips tightly around my left nipple and began sucking them into his mouth “Ohhhh uhh” I moaned “And you got to know your Uncle pretty well. What's on your mind? Do you want me to stop because I'm your dad?” he hand extended down to my crotch and started playing with me balls and occasionally his finger brushed over my hole lightly. Then he wipe a large amount of precum off my dick with his index finger then applied all of it right on my hole. He pressed his finger tightly but not hard enough to penetrate “Ohhhh dad” I said “I heard you have a nice pussy. Hungry, tight and warm” Dad tapped on my hole with his index and middle fingers together then moved his hand and began to stroke my cock. “I made a nice dick, didn't I?” My elbow bumped into Dad's now fully erect cock “Oh ahead. You can turn around and face it if you'd like” dad said so I turn around and dropped to me knees on the floor. I could feel the heat radiating from his body and I was right that the jock couldn't contain his dick bc his dick was sticking out by 2.5 inches. I started pull the front side of his jockstrap up and towards me then his dick fell forward toward me. His full mushroom head is now only 2 inches away from my lips. Without looking up at dad, I wrapped my lips tightly around his dick and sucking on it hard. This is the dick that made me. It wouldn't be right to give it anything but my best. I wrapped both of my hands around the base of dad’s dick. Fuck. It's so big and so thick. Even bigger than Uncle Jerry's. I was so focused on milking dad’s dick then I felt him grab the hair at the back of my head and pulled my head up and seal his lips around mine. Blow smoke hard straight down into my lungs. I felt the volume of the smoke he blew in my mouth but dad let go there was hardly any smoke left. My felt my face getting warm then dad stood up. Seeing his marbles ball hanging around his monster dick, I couldn't help but to press my tongue on his balls. “Why don't we go to my playroom?” Dad surprised me by picking me up off the floor like he used to do. He lifted me up from my armpit and I instinctively wraps legs around him like I used to do, except this was the first time doing this with his rock-hard dick pressing against my hole. “Relax” dad said. As dad walked toward the playroom, every step he took made his dick partially enter my hole then out then again and out. The entire way to the playroom I slowly sink my ass deeper and deeper onto his dick. “I love the sound of your wet pussy Ben. And look at how much precum you are leaving on my chest. Is this precum or did you ejaculate already!?” Dad asked Quite honestly, I don't even know. The only thing I know for sure is that I want this dick in me all the way. Dad knew exactly what I was trying to do, so he put me down on this chaise lounge chair and told me to lean back then he gave me a good tuck from my pelvis toward him. My hole is now facing directly at him. From the ceiling mirror. I could see my little rosebud that dad’s dick created is slowly closing up. Dad saw my rose bud too and when he saw it started closing up on him he open mouth wise covering the whole thing and I could feel the strong suction from his mouth while his tongue venturing in the opposite direction. This was something I have never felt before. It made me start moaning one whole octave higher than I typically do. I can see dad from the ceiling mirror going at my hole like a delicious meal. “Don't stop dad. It feels so good” I said “Oh yeah….you like that huh? Are you ready for this?” Dad said while pressing his dick head against my slowly retracting rosebud, sliding it in and out of it a little “do you hear your hungry wet pussy?” “Oh fuck yes dad, please fuck me. Please use my pussy” Dad walked over to a drawer and stood there for a minute then came back with an inhaler mask and said “here put this on” it is filled with cotton balls soaked in poppers. This popper didn't hit me all that hard so I started breathing in more aggressively taking long breaths while dad pumped a gulp of lube in me. The burn in my hole feels so good. I already knew what it was. Just before dad gets ready to fuck. I felt his dick getting swallowed by my hole, the popper kicks in. Fuck. I didn't expect the delay effect. It is so strong that my ears are ringing. I feel the head of dad's dick then “ehhhuuu” I gasped There Dad was, his face right in front of me and he gave me a passionate kiss. While the poopers relaxed my hole completely and gave his huge dick little to no resistance. “Dad. Did you….?” I started to asked but before I can finish my question “All the way in, Ben. Every inch of me. Don't believe me?” Dad started moving his hips, which made me gasp in a high pitch noise. I can feel my muscles being pulled and pushed in the direction that dad was moving. When he goes all the way in, his hits places no other men have. It is so intense that my arms are clenched onto Dad's neck. “Do you like that dick in you? It's what you've been dreaming about, isn't it?” Dad asked “Ohh yeah, Dad. Yeah” I could barely say a word “You ready for more?” Dad asked but before I could answer, his arms went right under and behind my knees then from the back he held onto my shoulders and picked me up. This time he held my legs apart. Almost 180 degrees. I had nowhere to hide. Every thrust is pounded balls deep against my ass. Then dad instructed me to lean backward and said he'll catch me so I did and dad did held on to me tightly. He also started fucking me harder than faster than ever. I quickly realized the reason he told me to lean back was because when I lean back, he could directly fuck my prostate. I felt an unfamiliar rush coming from inside of my hole. I felt my ass clinched for a few seconds while dad continued to fuck my prostate then all a sudden all of the tension was gone. “Ahhh Ahhhh Ahhhh” waves of my semen pumped out of my dick. I got on my face, dad's face, all over my chest and abs. Just when my body relaxed. Dad pinned me against the wall and put his mouth over mine and tongue kissed me then I could feel him grunting in my mouth while he flooded my hole with my siblings. “Fuck….Dad…..I feel so full” I Said. both of us were panting a little. Dad had a smile on his face. A kind that I have never seen before. He lean his head over to the left before I had cum on the side of his face. I licked it off his slightly scruffy face. Then he fed me 3 big scoops on my cum to me and shared the taste of my cum with me in my mouth “Ohhhh ohhhh god” I forgot Dad and I were still connected. When he slowly pulls his dick out. The muscle in my hole has tightened back up so the sensation was mixed of slight pain and pleasure and a lot of emptiness. Dad carries me and put me on a stainless steel table in the corner and pull out the rest of his dick then he grabs a handle mirror to show me my small rosebud. Dad seems to get really turned on seeing a rose bud on the bottom. I wonder if he likes that in general or if just ones he makes. He went down and rimmed mine again. “Ohhhhh god” I love that feeling. Dad didn’t do it for long. Even after my hole recovered, it still looked like I had a wide gaping hole. So much cum was dripping out of it. “Wanna go rinse off in the shower?” Dad asked. His dick is still 70-80% hard, I think. It looked so good and I just had an uncontrollable urge to blow it so I got down and started sucking on it. “I take it you love my dick?” Dad asked with a grin on his face. I nodded as my response and kept sucking. I don't know why I feel like I can't stop. “Do you want to come live with me? You can forget about going back to college. Work for me and you'll have a place of your own like this place in no time” I hesitated and said “Can I take some time to think it through when I’m sober dad?” “Yeah of course. Just imagine living here with me” dad leaned forward slide his finger up and down my hole. “This pussy of yours will always get fed”. I could feel dad spreading my butt cheeks apart then to my surprise, I felt a hard dick pressing up against my hole and quickly my cum filled hole is filled up with a hard throbbing dick. My eyes rolled back while sucking dad’s cock and I moaned. There is only one other person who can fill the void dad left. With turning around, I knew it was uncle Jerry. I look to the mirror to my left, I saw dad and uncle Jerry making out while dad pinched Uncle Jerry’s nipples and both of them are fucking me from the opposite end. I'm so lucky that all three of us are perverts in the family “How do you like that Ben?” dad asked “ahhhh love it” I responded. “I love both of your dicks “You uncle and I not only will we fuck your hole. You will lean how to cum from your hole and only to cum from your hole or nothing at all. Are you willing to commit to that for you Uncle and I?” “Fuck yes” that's the only thing on my mind at that moment. Getting off front getting fucked by dad then round 2 with Uncle. Why wouldn't I “Dad and uncle Jerry started making out again and dad started fucking my throat aggressively while holding my head in place my force. I choked several time so my face is covered in saliva but I continued to fulfill my duty to my dad and uncle. After a few minutes, dad move to behind uncle Jerry and in one push dad shoved all of his dick into Uncle Jerry's hole and pinched Uncle Jerry's nipples as hard as he could. Uncle Jerry closed his eyes to enjoy it and he was saying, “fuck yeah big brother. You gonna make me cum. Uncle Jerry stop moving as much but his dick is still rock hard in me then when dad started grunting, Uncle Jerry shot a tone of load in me. I could feel his cum in my inner rectum. That must be what Dad was talking about. Cumming with my hole only. Uncle Jerry slowly pull his dick out then immediately got down to clean dad’s dick. Dad instructed me to raise my ass up high so he could rim me. To my surprise, dad didn't just rim. He was sucking on my hole, getting Uncle Jerry's and probably some of his as well out of my hole then they made out with each other's sharing The cum in their mouth then uncle Jerry put his ass in my face and I knew exactly what they expected from me. I sucked dad's cum out of Uncle Jerry as he pushed his hole open for me. Then they both move towards me and signal me to stand up. I attempted to suck both their dick but for how big they both are, I only could lick their dick briefly. Then the 3 of us made out for a while. Before we finally went to take a shower. It feels wrong to even think about it but I want to be a cum dump to my dad and my uncle. I don’t want to be treated like a son or nephew, I want to be a hole available for them to use 24/7

Near Home—June, 2023 After all the ass of IML and then another hot butt in my playroom, I wanted a session that was more oral—either on me or by me. So off I went, on the first Friday afternoon of June, to the bookstore closest to me… It’s crowded. Both the parking lot and the straight cinema. I sit by the side wall, but with a good view of the room as well as the screen. There are about eight men in the room. Three are openly jerking to the rather nasty European anal porn on the screen. But no one is playing. Yet. I unbutton my trousers. My cock comes to attention easily at the DP happening on the screen. Across from me is a man in his early 50’s. His head is shaved, his body is lean, and his uncut cock is rampant. He has so much extra skin on his dick, that his fist brings it up to cover his cock head with every stroke. I nod to him. He nods to me—and turns back to the video. In the back row, a guy is now in the mouth of an older man who is sitting in the cocksucking seat. The guy getting head cums fast and noisily. They both leave. I grab my water bottle and go sit there. Shaved Head moves, too. Into the seat by the wall, where I just left. He watches me stroke to the video. I nod again. So does he—and he turns away once more. A man, well over 65, gets up from the front row of chairs. He is as tall as I am and likely ten years older. He comes back and leans against the wall next to me. He kneads the fly of his Bermuda shorts. Soon he unzips. A long, thin cock emerges. He jerks it—and turns to me. I nod. He steps one step closer. I reach out and guide his cock to my mouth. It snakes down my throat easily. The man grunts out his pleasure. Shaved Head is watching, beating his dick furiously. The more I suck the man in my mouth, the softer his cock gets. I wonder what I’m doing wrong. At that moment he grabs my head and climaxes. The cum doesn’t shoot out, it is like a faucet, it just runs out of his semi hard cock. And it doesn’t stop—I get a huge load. He pats me on the head as I lick any extra cum and spit off his dick. He nods to me—and leaves. Shaved Head stands and comes to lean on the wall. I begin to reach toward his dick, but he stops me with a slight turn away. “I just want to watch you.” “No problem.” A man arrives. Shaved Head gives him room so he can stand next to me. The new guy is nothing special. But he wants his dick sucked. I give him head as he leans slightly, so he can fondle my cock. “You need to fuck me with this.” I ask if he’s cleaned out—and he looks as if I’m speaking some alien tongue. I decline the offer. He leaves. Shaved Head steps back next to me. “I’d love to see you fuck him with that thing between your legs.” I shake my head. “I like a clean hole.” “Oh, fuck!” Shaved Head cums—in giant splats of jizz on the floor. He pulls out the ubiquitous fast food napkins and cleans himself up. I button up and go next door. There are two men here. A guy around my age who loves to give me head any time he sees me. The other is a very hot stranger. Both men are jerking. The guy I know is soon on my cock. He is always enthusiastic, if not highly skilled. But it feels great and is a good change. The stranger is early 40’s and built—a gym regular. You can see all sorts of muscles thorough his rather tight and white T-shirt. His shorts, no underwear, are around his ankles. He is beating a very hard cock, moving his gaze back and forth from the screen to us. My cocksucker’s knees soon wear out. He stands and stretches. Then he kneels in front of Gym Built. The man graciously removes his hand from his sizable dick and lets my enthusiastic friend give him head. I watch. I am curious about Gym Built constantly pulling on his own nut sack as he gets sucked. Is he delaying his orgasm? Again, the cocksucker needs to take a break. He goes back to his chair. I want a turn on Gym Built’s cock. I catch his eye. He grins and nods. I go to my knees. Well, fuck, it’s bigger up close. My length, though not as thick. I lean forward and take him in my mouth. In a few moments, he does the same pull on his nut sack. He’s not delaying orgasm—he’s into CBT—I can tell he is actually crushing those nuts in his hand. I deep throat him a couple of times, and then my mouth moves to his balls. He grunts—surprised and pleased. I usually don’t like guys sucking on my nuts, I want them licked. I do that to him, but I am pretty sure he wants that pull. I am able to just get both into my mouth. I suck them. He moans. I suck hard, increasing the tension. He moans louder. Gotcha. I do it a couple more times, before my left hand encircles them right at the top of the sack. I suck his dick again and my hand is pulling the sack down. He begins breathing hard, muttering out a “Yes…” I do it again. And then some variations. Just the pull. Just my mouth. He is in heaven that some one else is doing what he usually has to do to his own balls. I surprise him. I rise up and use my super hard cock to beat his nut sack. We both love the sound of my meaty penis thudding onto his wet sack. I pull them toward me. And use my cock repeatedly as if was a night stick. He moans and nods for me to do it again. So, I do. Harder. He is close. My free hand clamps around his nuts. My mouth finds his cock head. My hand squeezes. Gym Built groans, his voice filling the small room. My hand tightens slightly—and he begins to shoot into my mouth. I let up on his balls so the cum can really flow. He shakes in his seat as I take his seed. Afterwards, he pulls me close and whispers a heartfelt thank you in my ear. As he lets me go, I stand up to move out of his way. He nuts are flushed from the blood flowing to them. His cock is drooling, so I bend to take the final drip, with a slight heft of his abused balls. We hug again, once his shorts are pulled up and fastened. “Nice to meet someone who gets it…” he murmurs—and is gone… I sit back down, feeling pleased and almost sated, though I have not shot… * I sucked two more dicks that night. One was even a big beer can, but they were all just quick release and gone. So, four loads swallowed. One other man struggled to get me off, but I wore him out, never getting over the edge… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Gym Built's Balls (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) June 22, 2023

Nice! I've usually had a good time there. Only once in a while has it ever disappointed. Glad you got your fill! I highly recommend everyone go and have a "It's all about me" weekend! It's good for the soul/hole!

Bobby paused and Siad "sure lets fuck in Dad's bed." Jackson wasn't nearly as high as we were but he seemed very exited and horny. He led the way. Their dad's room was in the back and had a sliding glass door that led to a patio with some chairs in the back yard. there was an bathrooom with a large tub and the bed was king sized. A huge tv faced the bed on a dresser and there was a a laundry basket full of mostly underwear and workout gear. Jackson dumped the laundry out on the bed and grabbed a jockstrap. He put it up to his mouth and took a deep breath. "wear this" he said. "Then it will be like dad and you fucking me at the same time" "fuck when did you get so nasty bro?" "I don't knowIve never been interested in guys but when you came in smelling like dads old jocks it turned me on like crazy. Now all I can think about is fucking dudes like you and dad like a dirty fucking whore" Bobby slipped on the jockstrap and grabbed his brother and threw him on top of the dirty underwear. He pulled jackson on his back and lined up his dick with his slicked up cum hole. Grabbing a dirty jock that looked like it had some piss stains on it he shoved it into his brothers face richt as he thrust his huge uncut dick into his bothers hole. "Fuck yeaH i want a bunch of guys to seed your hole! i want to see you drink piss and eat hairy ass and take all the dick you can. slam you up and make you a no limits whore. And I fucking wish we could get dad to fuck you" Jacksons eyes were wild and he screeamed as bobby roughly fucked his hole. "fuck year make me a fucking pig whore! Ill do anything you say bro!" Bobby spit in Jacksons mouth and face then licked a glob of spit off of jacksons face into his mourth. "and little bro I want to poz you guy and give you toxic loads." Jackson sucked on his tongue and moaned a muffled "yes" I watched and jerked myself but I had just cum and wanted them to have a little brother bonding time. I decided to set up the tv for porn and i pulled up some guys on NKP that I knew loved incest and bareback and piss. We had to go back to the clinic on saturday which was tomorrow so we should make sure jackson got fucked by some hairy toxic guys before then. I pulled on a pair of his dad's dirty tidy whiteys. I was definetly going to enjoy these two pigs tonight. After I set up the tv playing some TIM raunchy pig porn i opened up the top dresser drawer. It was filled with jockstraps lube poppers a pipe and a large baggy. Holy fuck it seemed like their dad was wilder than they knew. Bobby was still ponding increasing tempo. It was impressive seeing Jackson go from straight virgin to fuck toy. "Take my fucking toxic load You fucking whore!" Bobby screamed and he started cumming driving cum deep into his brother. "Yes fucking give me your aids dick daddybro!" jackson screamed back. Fuck I was going to need a turn soon. As bobby petered out he pulled his dick out of his brothers swolled ass with an audable "pop" bobby turned on his hands and knees to start sucking his. I went over to help kissing jackson as we licked all over his brothers cummy cock . "im gonna piss" I grabbed jacks ons back of his head and held him in places as the piss started cumming. "Drink it all slut" as he struggled to choke it down. He got most of itwith only a little dribbiling out if his mouth down his chin and onto his dads dirty undies. " I've got a few guys lined up to come over to fuck you dudes but I think there is also a way for you to get to fuck your dad at the clinic tomorrow" I said and then kissed jackson deep on his tina piss mouth. Yeah we were gonna have a lot of fun! To be continued

Chapter 3 As I crawl my way over to Marc and Keith's dick. “Keith. Why don't you take him over to the couch? I'll bring everything over to you guys in a few minutes,” said Marc “Yes sir…..can you also grab his plug that Henrique wanted him to use from the bathroom? I'm pretty sure I left it in there. “ said Keith “OK.. And what do you want to start with? A bong? A couple of rails? Or a slam?” Marc asked “Let's do rails. I think that's a good start. We can cut this bitch one to try too” Keith responded while sitting on top of the backrest of the couch, letting me clean his precum. I licked it clean the same way I cleaned Henrique's cock then I stopped because you know…..I just got disciplined when I went for Henrique’s dick before it was offered to me, so looked up a Keith as he searched through porn on TV, deciding what to watch. He noticed that I stopped and I could tell that he was wondering why for a few seconds then it clicked, he said “As long as your mouth is keeping busy. I'm not Henrique so you don't have to wait for the next command. My rule is that you keep your mouth busy. Got that, Benny boy?” I smiled and responded, “Yes sir. Anything you want.” then I warp my head around the head of his dick tightly, sucking his dick tightly around my lips, then slowly moved my lips from his tip toward the base of his, all the while my tongue flicks back and forth brushing and occasionally digging into his pee slit. Keith was stroking his dick with lube on already. It made deep-throating his dick easier to do but it still wasn’t exactly easy. If I swallowed his cock whole, I could feel my neck getting thicker and I couldn’t breathe at all. He must have thought me gasping for air after he pull his dick out of my throat because he did it several times. He stared right at me when he did it with a grin on his face. As Keith enjoyed his first BJ from me, Marc came back with a tray of things. He said, “Ben. We gonna get your ass smooth. It shouldn’t take long. Henrique likes it smooth. I'm gonna use a razor on you so enjoy Keith's dick but don't make sudden movements until I'm done shaving, do you hear me?” “No problem sir” Marc walked over to Keith as he lit the glass ball in a bong. As Keith’s dick thrust in my mouth, I could hear the bong bubbling steadily for quite a long then I saw Marc shotgun smoke to Keith. They must have done this more times than they could count because the smoke transferred to Keith’s mouth wasted hardly any other than some amount when they tongue kissed one another. Keith then leans down to shotgun me, and man…..you’d think there won’t be much smoke left in Keith’s mouth to give me, but I still couldn’t inhale all the smoke left in his mouth because it was so much, especially after I’ve been blocked from air having Keith’s dick in my mouth. Before I could catch my breath, Marc grabbed my head this time and shotgun me another big cloud then he singled that he wanted me to let the smoke out on his dick. I couldn’t see anything but smoke when I let it out, that’s how much smoke he shotgun me. “Nice one” Marc said as he handed the bong over to Keith and proceeded to massage and shave my ass. Occasionally Marc would slide his fingers in my hole a hold my ass steady. In only 5 min or less, Marc got my ass super smooth, then he said, “My fucking god, Ben. You’re gonna love what we made for you” as he walked toward the kitchen and grab something in the freezer and came back and said “I can't wait to taste your hole. It's been winking at me this whole time I was shaving your ass. Let’s start you up with a small one.” I felt a small ice cube sliding near my hole then Marc deposited it in me. I had thought it was just an ice cube. I could feel my face warming up, but I didn’t think anything of it at that time. “Heh…” Marc giggled as he fingers my hole “Your hole looks even sweeter now that it got some cum in you” “What do you mean?” I said because I’m not even all that high yet. “The ice cube you swallowed with your ass was me, Keith, and Henrique’s cum combined and mixed with tina. You are getting high from our loads basically. Don’t worry, you will be fine. That one I gave you was for warm-up. Here comes the normal dose” Marc once again teased me with the ice cube as Keith put a bottle of poppers close to my nose and told me to “Inhale, take a deep breath, then hold it. Do not let go until I say so.” ……. “Good Ben, now do it again” Keith immediately made me do another one as Marc was getting ready to push the cum ice cube in me. During my 3rd time hitting the poppers, there was no doubt that my face was burning up at that time. As Keith gave me the same instruction once more, I had no idea that Marc had lubed up his dick already and was pressin the cum cube against my hole firmly. When I let out my 3rd hit of popper, it felt like my hole opened up for Marc, and swallowed his dick in along with the ice cube all the way in. It caught me by surprise and made me gasped lightly. I could feel that ice cube sitting in my body. Marc’s dick was just what my hole wanted. I’m amazed by that he got it all in on first try. “There you go Ben. Your hole is so warm and wet. How do you like my dick?? Ever had one as thick as mine?? Your hole opened up and sucked me in. I barely even push. I think our cummy booty bump must be doing its job. How are you feeling boy?” Keith insisted I must do even number of poppes so I had one more to go. Marc started slowly fucking my hole while I’m hitting poppers. It felt so good with my popper buzz I closed my eyes and let my eyes roll back and focus on Marc’s rock-hard dick. My body is feeling so hot now and my cock is hard as a rock while getting fucked. So hard that it twitches. After my last hit of popper, Keith stood up over me to let Marc suck his dick as he took a big hit from the bong while I was in doggie position, trying to make sense of several different sensations that I was feeling. “Hey bitch. I asked how are you feeling? Answer me” Marc said with a firm tone and slapped my right buttcheck. “Aahh…uhh Yeah……” I know Marc wanted me to say something but I’m kind of stuck in a zone. My brain is drawing blank. All I want was to get fucked. I looked up and saw myself getting fucked and Keith getting blown by Marc on two different TV. Damn…I have no idea where the cameras are but they sure got good angles and they even know what to zoom in. I could see my hole suctioning on Marc’s dick every time he pull out as it does want his dick to leave. “Oh yes, daddy. I love the way you eat my ass” said Keith. Daddy!? I saw that Keith has turned around and letting Marc tongue fuck him. I had no idea Keith could be so submissive and call someone who isn’t much older than him daddy is so hot. “Yeah!? My fucking cum whore. Oh….I can taste cum. You gave yourself one of those booty bump ice cube didn’t you?” Marc looked surprised and said “I thought it was odd that you are quieter than usual. Normally you’d be begging already. Do you miss my dick in your cunt, Keith?” said Marc “Yes daddy. Please fuck me and use my hole for your pleasure” said Keith “Hear that Ben. Your best friend also needs my dick.” said Marc “Please fuck me and give me your load. Please Please Please” I said. I do want Marc’s cum but I also want to watch Keith getting fucked. I wanna take a good look at him being submissive. “Keith. You know what I like to see. Go take care of yourself and I’ll be right there” said Marc “Anything for you Daddy” I didn’t even notice that Nick had something tied on his arm. He put out a needle and so accurately stick it in his left arm. Right after that he put his arm up and his face looked like he was feeling so many different things. “Let’s give Ben a good seat if you are going to take my dick away from him” Keith came up and gave me a long french kiss then he laid on his back slightly angled just so I had a good viewing angle. I felt Marc’s dick left my hole but he didn’t leave my hole empty for long. He shove a pretty decent size butt plug in me and he gagged my mouth with a rag and top part of the rag barely touching my nose is soaked with poppers. I had no idea when but I’m tied up to something that I can’t turn my back far enough to see. I’m kind of stuck in this doggie position have no choice but to watch Keith getting Marc’s dick in his all, full force then there it is, Marc let out a satisfactory scream. After a min or two, he pulled his dick out of Keith’s ass and told me to lick it clean. I was just glad he removed the rag bc I was really about to pass out. I was glad to lick off his cum covered dick. Keith already knew what Marc was going to say. He quickly position his ass in front of me then Marc said “suck all the cum out of his hole and eat every last drop of it. Do it well then you will be rewarded” “Yes sir” I took no time putting my lips on Keith’s hole. I suck on it hard and I could feel him pushing too trying to help me out. I tongue fucked Keith a little and made he moan. Then there it is. A puddle of white cum leaking out of his ass. I lick all that up and made sure how a drop of cum left on him anywhere. “Good job Ben.” both Keith and Marc move the couch around into a 3 x 3 fuck couch with me tied to something roughly in the middle. Both of the lay down facing me. I couldn’t help but ask “Can one of you please fuck me? I can’t stand this sensation anymore. I really need fucked” “Be careful what you wish for” Out of nowhere, I feel my hole getting expanded bigger and bigger. I had no idea how was was possible but my god. I don’t know if I can take this dick. Just how big is it going to get. The rapid expansion in my ass and unable to see who’s behind me was driving me crazy. Finally I looked up on the TV that had show me getting fucked earlier and saw who was behind me. Henrique has gotten out of shower and was only half way in my ass. He’s fucking me in additional to this hollow buttplug. I don't think I can take it all doesn't matter how high I was from the booty bump and all the cum I've eaten and the popper rag in my nose. However, Henrique was a lot more gentle than I had thought but before I could finish that thought, he slammed his the rest of his dick, all 2/3 of it left. It shocked me and made me saw stars. I don’t know if I just cum or not but I was not prepared for the rest of his curved dick in me all at once that fast. All I know is that it made my dick twitch hard. I had no idea what I’m feeling at this moment. Suddenly darkness started closing all around in my vision. I couldn’t see anymore. I fell into the Henrique’s arms and that was the last thing I knew….

Not much. I do suck a lot of cock but not in a row. In my cocksucking territory there are a lot of men who really want to stay anonymous. I mostly suck cock at a rest area. No standing in line, unfortunately. But when a man is finished the next one comes from behind the trees not much later. Does that count? Yes? In that case: 5 man in a row. Just trying to be honest here 😉 I wander if I'm considered a lazy cumdump 😉

DESCEND DEEPER AND DARKER INTO SWEET GLORIOUS DEPRAVITY!

Had a little more time than usual this weekend so I made some progress. I think from here there will be one or two more chapters left in the story. Hope you enjoy! Thanks for all the kind comments! Chapter 12 The guy inside me didnt do what dad and Grant did after they came. He just pulled himself out while he was catching his breath. "Fuck that was hot. You just got that cherry popped today? And youre taking multiple cocks already? Amazing boy." As he stepped away from the sling I noticed that there were now three other guys around the door to the room naked and stroking their cocks. I was good at being quiet in school and in life in general. I never wanted or got much attention and was fine with not being the most popular or the the most athletic or the most anything. But here I was naked and on display in a sling for any of these strangers to watch and fuck me and I was loving it. So did dad. "Looks like we're attracting a crowd Coop. They must have heard about my hot son pleasing everyone in his path." He smiled like a dad telling his friends that his son was MVP of the little league baseball team even as he continued to stroke his throbbing cock. "Yeah dad. Thanks to you." Our eyes were locked on each other father and son stroking our cocks as the other one watched. But that was broken up suddenly by the moan that escaped me at the feeling of a tongue probing my hole. That electricity shot through me again. I wasnt able to see who it was so enthusiastically making me wild and causing my cock to somehow get even harder. But I did notice that dad, Dominic, Luke, and Grant were standing by watching. This was someone I hadnt even seen yet. Dad stepped closer to me and bent down. "Wait til you see the cock on this guy." We kissed briefly and then the man pulled his mouth from my hole and stood up. He was a massive man easily towering over everyone in the room that I could see. I dont know how I could have missed him even if he had been standing behind whoever was fucking me and blocking my view of the door. He was toned and had the look of someone who knew how to handle his height. At school I knew guys who were really tall and the impression they gave everyone was something like awkward, working with a body that was a little too big everywhere to maneuver. Not this man. "Beautiful boy with a beautiful hole. How many guys loads are leaking out of you boy? You got a lot of cum in you already." It was kind of hot to see that some of that cum was on his face. "He has three loads in him. First three of his life." The man looked over at dad and the look of recognition paired with that unmistakable surprise of what twisted scene he had just walked into appeared on his face. "Oh damn. One of these loads yours? You breed your boy with the cum that made him?" "Sure did." "You ready for more cock boy?" The man slapped his cock against mine and thats when I saw it. It was massive like him. But somehow it seemed like it was too big and thick for even his body. I dont know what look was on my face but he could read it. That or he got the same reaction all the time. "I'll be gentle boy. Im not gonna hurt you with your dad here taking care of you." "You can say no if you want son." It was intimidating and if anyone could use their cock as a weapon it would be him. But the hunger in my hole that I felt with the high that I was very much still on hadnt gone away. I wasnt as conflicted as I probably looked to everyone else. "Maybe we can try and see" I said with just a little hesitation. "Thats right boy. GIve it a try and we'll stop if its too much for you." He pressed the head of his cock against me and I could feel it begin to stretch my hole around it. There was some pain but it wasnt sharp, just the feeling of being stretched beyond what my body had understood to be its limit. This man was proving my body could handle more. But I could tell that he was determined not to stop until he was all the way inside me and it had the feel of a slow but steady moving truck barreling through me. Before he got to the intended end of that first thrust I did feel a pain inside me that had the sharpness that I expected when he first pushed into me. I yelped and he did pause slightly in response. "Thats your second hole Im entering. Youre doing so good boy. So tight but all lubed up with all the cum you got in you. Doesnt feel like three loads Ill tell you that much." He looked back up at dad. "You found guys who shoot massive loads. Lucky boy has a good dad looking out for him." It felt impossible that he was still pushing himself into me but he was. He slowed his pace without stopping completely after he had hit what he called my second hole. I didnt even know that existed but I guess I was finding out the best way I could. "You shoot loads as big as you?" dad asked. "Oh you fucking know I do. Your son is gonna be able to taste the load I shoot up into him. Almost all the way in boy." These last couple inches were getting uncomfortable as he entered territory that probably would never be touched by another cock again. "Hurts a little" a gasped out not knowing what else to do. "Do you want to stop Coop? Remember what I said. It's ok. It's all up to you." I looked up at dad and back to the man not sure what to say. This didnt feel great for the first time but I didnt want him to pull out. "I dont know." "Maybe poppers?" the man said looking around him as if he was trying to summon them from anywhere. I tried to look around the room to find Luke who was actually just standing nearby watching at an angle where he could see the massive cock going in me. But before he bent down again to grab the little bottle attached to his sneaker, Grant stepped back up closer to the sling. "This will be better." I turned to look up at him and saw what he was talking about. "Thatll do" dad said as Grant tied the band around my arm again. I didnt have the same apprehension that I did the first time knowing how good this was going to make me feel. "Fuck you guys are partying? Fuck yeah guys!" the huge man finally stopped pushing into me as he watched Grant. I didnt feel his body against my hole yet so I knew there was more before he was all the way in. He was watching Grant intently like everyone did the first time. In this very brief pause I did try to see who else was in the room. There was a circle of men enclosing the sling, all guys I had met or saw at the door. No new guys as far as I could tell. But they had obviously come this close to see the man impaling me and Grant giving me this slam. Would they be fucking me tonight too? Closest to me was dad who was standing on the other side of the sling from Grant and rubbing my chest and keeping me calm. I looked up at him and could see on his face that he wanted to see me get fucked by this massive man with the contents of the syringe injected into me. With my concentration on the other things around me I didnt even feel the prick of the needle. All of a sudden I heard Grant rip the band off and raise my arm for me and I was seeing stars. Even knowing what to expect didnt prepare me for this. It all hit me at once and more intensely. The coughing, not being able to catch my breath, the warmth ripping through me and concentrating itself at my hole which I could feel was milking the huge cock inside. And then I felt what I was waiting for. The heavy balls of this man against my hole. "That did it. Im all in you now boy. Thats right. Accept it all balls deep in you boy. Fuck! I can feel that slam going through you boy. So fucking hot. Theres no pain anymore is there? Fuck boy youre milking me now." I could only moan in response. There werent any words for what I was feeling. "Aw fuck look at that. Loving this cock arent you? You like what Im doing to your son? You like watching your son getting fucked by this cock?" I could feel this man start to fuck me slowly. Pulling out a few inches and then thrusting back in. My moans only got louder. "You fucking know it. Watching my son getting railed by your cock is so hot. Only one thing I can think of thats hotter." "Yeah? Whats that?" "When I fuck him myself seeing my cock disappear into the boy I made. GIving my son the kind of pleasure only his dad can give him. Making his toes curl the way you are right now." I couldnt believe what I was hearing. My dad and the man with the biggest cock in the world were talking dirty to each other about fucking me. In my state I couldnt yet make any words. When I tried, it would only come out as moans but I was responding to their words and the feeling of this mans cock fucking into my now fully accepting hole. "Lucky boy and lucky dad. I would be fucking this warm tight hole every day. Shooting my load so fucking deep inside him." He changed things up by pulling slowly out and then thrusting much harder and faster balls deep. It knocked the wind out of me every time drawing a grunt when his body slapped up against me. "Yeah? Lets see you breed my son." "Yeah?" That started to set him off as he picked up his pace slightly now with every thrust into me. "Yeah breed me. Shoot your cum in me." The words surprised me. I had been growing frustrated that the words I thought I was speaking only came out as incoherent sounds. But if any words were going to come out for others to understand it was going to be those. Hearing them the man grew more determined and reached out to grab me by the shoulders. With his new leverage, each time he thrust into me he pulled me further into him so he could get as deep as possible. There was no pain not with this combination of the high and the way his cock hit me in so many spots that had my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I could hear the guys around the sling getting more into it too encouraging the man and me. "Yeah take that cock!" "Fuck that boy" "Give him that load" "Breed the boy" The sparks of pleasure that this mans cock was giving me helped me understand how good it felt to be a hole for men like this. Without thinking I grabbed my cock and began really stroking it. My body didnt care if other guys were going to fuck me tonight. I wasnt stroking to edge. My brain and my body were telling me that I needed to feel the full force of the pleasure of this fuck that this giant of a man was giving me. He was looking deeply into my eyes with a lust and focus that made me feel like I was the only thing he would ever want for the rest of his life and that power that I saw that I had over him put me even closer. With a deep thrust that hit a new spot I lost what little control I had left. I moaned and then felt as my cock throbbed and began shooting out cum like a geyser. It went everywhere and as the men around us cheered my cumshot I could feel how the throb of my hole put this man over his edge. "Boy....I'm ....go-" he chcked on the words he was trying to get out and with one final deep thrust and his hands on my shoulders pulling him as far in me as he could, he held me in place as rope after rope of cum shot into the depths of my body. His face was strained as he emptied himself into me and feeling his cock flex as he held me onto him as I was coming down from my release made my own cock stir again. I noticed Luke close in on my side and when I turned to look up at him he was in the throes of his own pleasure as he started cumming blowing his cum onto my stomach and torso on the giants arms and one rope that even hit the mans chest. Feeling the splash of cum against him seemed to take him out of wherever he just was and bring him back to the room. He was out of breath just like me and Luke now but instead of releasing me he pulled me closer and pushed in a little bit deeper first. I moaned something guttaral and he let loose a "Fuuuuck" as he let go of my shoulders. It felt like he spent the same amount of time slowly pulling himself fully out that he did pushing into me that first time. He was giving us both time to get our breathing and heart rates back to normal and to slowly get used to no longer being connected this way. "Your boy is fucking amazing" he said to dad. "Yeah he is" dad said.

Thanks for all the comments! You guys are always so encouraging. Hope you enjoy this next chapter! Chapter 4 "Dad!" In my shock I was still able to keep my scream at a whisper. I knew that screaming that out at a place like this could cause trouble. Dad had shifted off the bed and knelt on the floor between my legs. As I looked from his face to my cock with my dads hand wrapped around it beginning to slowly stroke it up and down, I saw in his eyes a change. It was still my dad but there was almost something more in the way he was looking at me. It was different from every other look he had ever given me. "Does this feel ok Coop?" He was looking right back at me into my eyes as I nodded and barely breathed out, "Yeah, dad." It occurred to me that it must be what we were smoking that had made him this bold. I had never in my life thought of my dad in a sexual way. I knew he was a good looking guy but its not that I was repulsed by him or anything. The thought just never crossed my mind. And now he was holding my cock with a tight grip stroking me up and down and I wasnt stopping him. I was the only person who had ever touched my cock until now. My dad. Jerking me off. And I didnt want it to stop. And thats when I realized what that look in his face was: lust. He was looking at his son with a look of lust that no one had given me before. My dad. "I just had to go for it Coop. You have a great cock and getting high always gets me past my inhibitions." Thats what it was. I was high and any other time I would be freaked out if my dad was stroking me. I was still freaked out now but it was a freaked out that somehow made me hornier. Dad rubbed his thumb over the head of my cock getting it all wet with my precum. I couldnt control the moan that came out of my mouth as my head fell back again. "Nice. Leaking already there Coop. Glad it's feeling good. Its hot knowing Im making you feel good like this." I didnt know what to say. Whatever I was hoping for this night did not include any of this. How could it? This was so much better than where my imagination could go. My thoughts went to whether there would be more. "Dad? Can I have a little more of that stuff maybe?" I felt my boldness coming on reminding me why I had come to this place. Maybe more hits would mean I would go through with it. Dads face lit up at that question but it wasnt just happiness that was in his face. There was something almost sinister in his look. Like something twisted had come to mind. He turned and grabbed the pipe and lighter in the same hand, never letting go of my cock as he handed it to me. "Go ahead Coop. Lemme see you take a couple hits." I lit the pipe and tried again to take as big a hit as i could. "Dont forget to hold it. Thats right. Nice." I had asked to do more because i loved the feeling that it was giving me but what was also making this so much better was that i was getting high for an audience. for my dad. He watched every step so intently all the while stroking my hard leaking cock while i tried to impress him with a perfect and massive hit. I wasnt so high that i couldnt tell how filthy this scene was but i was high enough that the filthier it got the hotter it seemed. As I blew out my second hit i felt it run through my body and straight up my cock. it throbbed in dads hand and even more precum started flowing out of the head. There was no stifling the moan that escaped me. My body felt so sensitive to touch and the fact that it was the firm grip of my dads hand that was getting me this horny was driving me beyond any limit i thought i had. i matched dads look of lust with mine and without saying a word i could see the recognition on his face. I handed him the pipe and lighter. He let go of my cock as he took them and then took a hit of his own. I wasnt prepared for how hot it was to watch my dad getting high like this. As he inhaled the smoke he looked at me taking over for him by stroking my cock. I could see the way the hit moved through him seeing his eyes widen and that look of lust get even stronger. He took another hit and then put the pipe and torch back into the little bowl of condoms and lube. "Feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad. Yeah." I was stroking and more aware now that I was not just doing it for my pleasure. I was almost putting on a show for dad. He watched for a minute before standing up again now between my open legs and stroking his bigger cock for me. "Pretty hot dad." "Isnt it?" We were both beginning to sweat a little. I could feel my body heating up and I saw a sheen of sweat beginning to form on dads hot body. It felt so intense in the room just me and dad naked high and stroking our cocks for each other. "You ok? Dont want anything to happen that youre not ok with Coop. Its not how your first time should go." "Thanks dad." His love for me as his son and the lust we both were feeling right then made me feel safe with him but also somehow even hornier for more to happen. I sat up and without thinking licked the head of dads cock tasting his precum. The first taste of another mans cock and precum. My dad. "Oh fuck Coop." He let go of his cock and I took that as my chance to taste him again. I licked the tip and then opened my mouth to take in the mushroom head. I looked up at him and met his eyes staring down at me. The look on his face was a mix of shock and desire. "Fuck that feels good." That encouragement was enough for me to take more of him into my mouth as i reached out and grabbed his hips. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Aw yes. Suck my cock son. Suck your dads cock." Fuck this was twisted and on any other day I would have been repulsed by what I was doing and how dad was responding. But today it was only making things hotter. I started to use my tongue to massage the underside of his cock as I took more and more of it in. It was bigger than I thought. Thick and stretching my mouth. Dads hands moved up to brush his fingers through my hair. I looked back up to him and he was still staring down at me. "Feels so good Coop. I can feel my cock leaking precum into your mouth. You are so good at that. You like the taste of that precum? You like tasting your dads precum?" I moaned onto his cock and started bobbing faster up and down his cock. "Fuck!" Dad really screamed it out this time which surprised both of us. Dad pulled himself back and his cock slipped out of my mouth. There was a moments hesitation in his face and I could tell that he was debating with himself whether to continue or stop us here and now. I leaned back down onto the bed and stroked my still hard cock. I wanted to let him make the decision about doing more but the hits made me too horny not to stroke my cock while he deliberated. Dad watched and I thought he would start stroking himself again too. But without saying a word he moved closer to the bed and then leaned down above me grabbed me at both sides of my torso and shifted my entire body lengthwise on the bed so that I no longer had my feet on the floor. He made sure that my head was on the pillow like he was tucking me in for the night. But once he got me into position he climbed onto the bed himself and placed his body on top of mine. Our cocks touched as he pressed himself against me our chests pressed together his weight on top of me. And then that feeling for the first time of someone coming in for a kiss. When our lips met we both moaned. I felt his tongue enter my mouth and as if it was instinct i wrapped my arms and legs around my dad as we passionately made out for the first time.