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Posting from this guys kitchen in between round 2, but the last 3 months ive been absolutely addicted to breeding this server who lives in my apartment complex. 6' tall, lanky awkward redhead with an uncut cock and a little bubblegum pink hole I can't keep my dick out of. He moved in with his bf of 3 years whos a 2/10 and works night shifts at a hotel lobby. Initially it was just a lot of teasing, then handjobs and blowjobs. Every night we'd curl upon his couch and suck each other dry for a few weeks. Eventually I laid him back and ate him. Probably the best ass ive ever eaten I think. Getting him to fuck was annoying and took forever but I made it happen. I even got him to bareback, just promised I'd cum outside. (Still worth it) the first time was amazing. So tight, so wetp. I spent 2-3 days glazing his ass with my semen Eventually he said we had to quit and kept bringing up his boyfriend, "we shouldn't bareback", etc... Still got him legs up a few more nights after that taking my dick like I wanted, but by the weeks end he made more excuses and finally said he didn't have any lube so I asked to use his bathroom and couldn't find any. I did manage to find a small thing of Vaseline though, and convinced him to at least jerk off with me one last time He didnt really want to, but eventually I got a few fingers in him and asked if I could just put the head in one last time. Push push push and pretty soon i had my cock back deep in his guts like usual. Since I thought it was the last time I tried breeding him without giving it away but he could feel the load. Wasnt really upset though since we both basically came at the same time and I told him his ass was " just this last time" Now its not even a question and we fuck almost every other night. I got him to admit he likes how it feels when a guy cums inside, so now he just lays back or on his side and let's me pump it in him. Usually we just lay in bed and play some animal crossing until he sees I'm getting hard again. Then he just pumps my dick a few times and lifts his hips a little so I can breed him all over again. Idk if his bf can tell but I'm kind of stretching him into a pussy too. He gapes WIDE after the first load and I can usually see it inside him every time. Theres no more convincing or anything now, and some nights he lubes me hard and rides me himself. Fun.

For me it’s not necessarily a desire to be poz. It’s the thrill of dangerous play. Playing with fire and seeing how close I can come without getting burned. It’s like bungee jumping. Those people don't want to die from the fall, but they love the thrill of tempting fate.

***Hi there! This is my first attempt at writing a story here, plus English is not my first language, but I had this twisted story in my mind that I had to share! This first chapter is just setting, so please be patient since it isn't anything exciting YET! P.S. I am open to any kind of comments or suggestions, even bad ones, they could be all really useful in the future! Enjoy :)*** Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End We made it: we finally had a home of our own, rented, sure, but far enough from both our families to start a new life from scratch. Paul and I met in high school, neither of us had come out yet. He was very popular, good at sports, six feet tall, with big, sweet brown eyes, dark blond curly hair that cascaded down to his shoulders. Being a rugby player, he had that classic physique: massive, solid, huge arms and thighs, a round and perfect butt that protruded under any kind of pants. In a way, his cherubic face, white skin, and full lips clashed a bit with the macho rugby player physique, but this dissonance made him even more attractive in my eyes. Now, at 23, he hasn't changed much, which is why he proudly flaunts that light blond fuzz on his legs, armpits, and face, and what he calls a "beard" but is actually just a couple of mustache hairs and a few on his chin. He thinks it tones down the angelic features of his face and makes him look "tougher" on the field, yet it's precisely these features that are his strength, and will be his downfall. On the other hand, I am much more anonymous: slightly shorter than him, slim, I just go for runs with him early in the morning when I feel like it. My family is Italian, so I never had to pray for a beard to grow, since I was already shaving at 14. In the gay classification, I completely fit into the otter category, not that I boast about it, but Paul loves my Mediterranean colors, so I'm fine with it. We started dating when we were 16. Secretly, of course. Rumors about me being gay were already circulating, but I didn't understand the origin, since I didn't do anything to draw attention to myself, my only two friends were as straight as they come, and besides, I was born into a Catholic family, where certain things are taught to be hidden even before you're aware of them. Paul was also Catholic and we attended the same church. I was an altar boy, so we knew each other since we were kids. During mass, our eyes would meet, I caught him when he was distracted or about to fall asleep, so when he looked back, I smiled at him or pretended to admonish him, from my position as the incense bearer. So, seeing each other even outside of school, we got closer and closer, until we exchanged our first kiss in a cemetery, during our parish priest's funeral. From then on, we were a steady couple for the rest of high school, without anyone knowing about us. It was very difficult, frustrating, yet beautiful. There were other gay couples happily out in the open and no one cared much. We hid mainly out of fear of the reaction of our Catholic and super-conservative families. But after seven years, it seemed absurd to keep lying, so we came out to our parents, result: we ran away to a new city on the opposite side of the country, without a family, without a home, and without a job. Not knowing what to do, we turned to the Church. We got an audience with the only Catholic priest in the area, we told him the whole truth and that we were desperate. He promised us he would take care of us. Oh, he did. That meeting was the beginning of our end. God, if you exist, have mercy on our souls, and give me the courage to tell the story of my poor Paul, and of Father John.

Part 2: My hair was hanging down in my face as my head was relaxed forward. I'd not but it up in a hairband since Nick told me he liked the long hair. But it wasn't the best in my current situation. Nick was kneeling in front of me....I could see his beautiful dark stomach and the faint Adonis belt before it disappeared behind the waistband of his faded jeans. My sex addled mind could focus on very little more than my desire to see what was hidden. Nick gathered my hair up in his hand and paused. "Hmmm. I think I need a solution for this pretty hair of yours....hold on a second". And with that, he disappeared from my view. A few moments later, he was kneeling again and I could see a thin cord of the same jute rope he had wrapped on my wrists. "I don't normally use this on a faggot's hair, but there's plenty enough time for me to use it elsewhere, too." He gathered up my hair tightly in his fist, and I knew he was basically tying my hair into a pony tail. When he was done it was just beyond be comfortable, but the soft "hmm"s and chuckles from Nick as he worked told me it was exactly what he wanted. "Now, back to you sucking my cock." He unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop down over his hips as he reached in and pulled out his cock. It was the biggest cock I'd played with, up to this point, and even bigger than the dildo I fucked myself with. He held my head up by my pony and slowly stroked himself. He was leaking precum, beading up at the head of his cock and slowly stretching towards the floor. I heard myself moan. I was so fucking hungry for that cock. Nick let my hair go and grabbed the poppers to hold under my nose again. "Take several strong huffs, pretty boy, and let go. Just ride the wave.....there you go....a couple of more...." Nick took a few hits himself and by the time he yanked on my pony again, I was well and truly in a popper haze. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. I better not feel any fucking teeth or I'll knock 'em down your throat. Stick out your tongue and open wide. I'll do the rest." I did as told and Nick guided his huge cock inside my mouth. I could taste all that precum and it was like heaven...a salty and sharp mix of flavor on my tongue and I knew I was hooked. Nick pushed in and used one hand on my pony to hold me steady and the other moved to my jaw. His grip in both places were like iron; he wasn't letting me go anywhere. He started slowly, pushing in to mouth and to the back of my throat...when it'd start to spasm he'd pull back...over and over...slowly giving my mouth and gag reflex time to adjust. "That's all the warm-up you get, pretty boy....time to take what I give you, now." With that, he pushed in forcefully, completely ignoring that spot where I'd start to gag and just pushed all the way down my throat. With my head in a vice, my wrists bound behind my back, there was nothing I could do. Nick set-up a brutal pace of fucking my throat....I immediately started crying and my spit was soaking his hand on my jaw and his cock was a slimy mess. Nick was calling me all sorts of names and yanking harder and harder on my hair. Every so often he would stop his fucking and just shove all the way down my throat...his curly pubes in my nose and his balls on my chin...and just hold it there. I couldn't breathe through all the snot and nose, and frankly even if I could Nick was so far down my throat, it wouldn't have mattered. "Choke on it faggot....choke on my fat cock."....and he'd pull back and start fucking again....then holding deep and making me struggle and go without breathing. "MMMMM. I love making a faggot choke out with my cock...can't breath can you, boy? So pretty watching you struggle....knowing in a few you're gonna go limp and black out...all from my cock. FUCK YEA! That's the best feeling in the world." But he'd pull out before that and brutally fuck my throat again. I have no idea how long this went on. I was lost in my own world of humiliation and domination and lightheadedness. Subspace or not, I just let Nick own my throat. And then he did it. He shoved back down my throat and held it. I'd given up struggling against him when he did this. I knew this game by now....over my head I heard him "Yea, pretty boy....such a good cocksucker. My pretty cocksucker now....time for a little nap." My chest was burning now, and a part of me knew he told me he'd do this and this was it.....he wasn't going to let me breathe...he was going to choke me out with his cock down my throat.....the darkness closed in around my eyes and....... I came to with a very hard slap across my cheek. "Wake the fuck up, faggot!" Nick growled at me. I opened my eyes to see him grinning at me and all I could think of was "fuck this man was a god and I worshipped him". He must have seen the look on my face because his grin got even wider and he rubbed my face telling me I was such a good boy for him. "Chase, pretty boy, you took that throat fucking like a champ. I'm so proud of you. You're making me so happy tonight." He kept running his hands over my face and smiling at me. "Now, whaddya say we make your fantasy come true and I piss up that beautiful hole of yours, hmm?" I could barely get out a whisper, "Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir". I tried to adjust my position on the ottoman, but found that even beyond my wrists being tied, now my hold upper body was wrapped in rope to the ottoman. Noticing, Nick told me "that's there to keep you safely on top....fucking your delicious throat made me realize you squirm a lot and I wanted to keep you secure." He patted my ass and moved around behind me. For a couple of minutes I had no idea what we was doing, but then he was back and talking to me. "Now, pretty boy, I know what you want tonight. And I'll give it to you. And you're such a pretty thing tied up for me and crying. You're the hottest little fag I've ever had, Chase. I'm a lucky man who gets to own you." He paused a second and was stroking my body from my shoulders to my ass and down my thigh. "Now, so far everything we've done was stuff you told me you were OK with, right?" I nodded. "Good, good. That's what a pretty boy like you deserves. We didn't discuss your safeword, and I've been good to not push things where you'd need it. Do you have a safeword, Chase?" "Yes, Sir....'peach' is my safeword." "Peach?!" Nick was chuckling..."how did you come up with that?" "From a joke....'what does a Junior Leaguer say during sex?....Peach...I think I'll paint the ceiling peach." I was smiling at the memory of my first BF telling me that joke. And Nick was full-on laughing with me. "Well, good as one as I suppose there is." I could hear the humor in his voice. But a second passed and the next time Nick spoke, he was close to my ear, and there was no humor in it. "But, my pretty little Chase....you don't get that tonight. Because you came into my world, all smiling and innocent and so fucking pretty. And you didn't once ask me about it...or mention it....and now you belong to me. And my faggots don't get safewords because I own them." I started panting and shaking. Fear gripped me and I was shaking me head. "Yeah, you're scared now, huh, faggot? I can see it....you're even whimpering for me. I love this part...I love seeing a new plaything realize just how fucked they are." I was babbling, and begging and crying and Nick stood up next to me....I could feel him towering over me as I begged to be let go, apologized, anything I could think to say, even if most of it was unintelligible through the tears. Nick straddled my bound body and he reached down, grabbing my head by the pony and pulling it up hard, craning my neck backwards. With his other hand he maneuvered a painters mask...a painters mask? over my nose and mouth....and then a second one on top of it. I immediately inhaled and knew there were poppers in/on? the masks. Once both were in place and I was inhaling the poppers with ever ragged breath, Nick let my head drop back down. "That should help keep you pliable, pretty boy. Don't worry, if you pass out, I'll take care of you. If you scream or yell or cry, I'll take care of you. But nobody will hear you, and nobody is going to stop you getting your fantasy tonight. You're tight little hole is going to be my piss pot right after I breed you like you were born to be." I was so high on the poppers I barely could tell what was happened from here and in what order. What I can remember is feeling Nick grab the plug in my ass and tug on it. He tugged a little and let it go.....tugged a bit more and let it go....tugged yet again and my hole struggled to stretch so he could pull it out, and he let it go....over and over tugging on it but never pulling it out. Then after a few minutes, and tugged and pulled the widest part out of my hole. I felt the stretch, just the wrong side of too much and it gave. But my relief was short lived. No sooner than it gave then Nick forced back in. I yelled. And he did it again. Over and over. As I started crying, he was laughing. "Oh, this is only the start, faggot. This hole is too tight and too fresh for all the plans I have" and "Cry all you want, pretty boy....it's music to my ears and only make me hungrier for what I have planned". My mind was barely aware of what was happening....the poppers in the painters mask had me so fucked up. I'd never had poppers like this and I struggled to stay conscious. I felt the mask suddenly fall away and Nick saying "that's enough of those"....and then he pulled the plug out of my hole for good. The entire length was gone and I could feel my hole clinching on nothing and trying to close. "oooooh, look at that pretty faggot hole....trying to close up after I gave it so much love....no, no, no....we can't have that can we, pretty boy?". I felt Nicks fingers slide inside me....there was at least 2....I wasn't sure....He was pumping his fingers in and out of my hole and what had been torture earlier was now so nice...I was moaning for him....moaning for his fingers and trying to twist and shimmy my ass to get more of them inside me. "Oh yeah, now your hole is wanting more....just how it always is....the first bit is always the hardest, making sure my new hole knows resistance means nothing to me and it will always give up to what I want." He pulled his fingers out. And then they came back and I knew my hole just opened up for him when he pushed them deep back inside. This time there was a sharp sting, like a nail caught on me, and then it burned. I yelped, "something's wrong...it's burning!"....Nick rubbed his hand on my ass, "nothing's wrong, pretty boy....sorry about that...it'll stop in a few and your hole will feel better than it ever has". He kept pumping his fingers in side me....the burning subsided....and then his fingers would leave my hole....then come back and I'd feel the little sharpness and burn again....but then it would fade....I think this happened 3 or 4 times, I'm not sure. I started feeling flush and hot all over my body. The popper haze was completely gone now but something else was making me feel weird. Like I felt weird in my own skin. Nick kept working my hole with fingers and and telling me I was such a good boy and a pretty boy and how my hole was becoming such a work of art. He reached forward and pulled the painters masks over my nose and mouth again "just for a few minutes, pretty boy....just until I get you used to my cock now." The scent of poppers overwhelmed me again and between the odd feelings in my head and body and hole, the poppers worked their way into my mind. I felt Nick remove his fingers and then I felt the head of his cock at my hole. I moaned when his head slipped inside, and he pulled it back out. "You sounded like you liked that, pretty boy. Did ya? Did you like your owner's cock slipping in your cunt?" He did it again, and I moaned even louder. "Oh yes, yes, I think you do." Ah few more times of teasing my hole like that and Nicked gripped my hips...painfully so, and then he fucked into my hole with one hard, unforgiving thrust. I yelled and the pain was overwhelming, especially when he breached my 2nd hole, without a single bit of prep. "Oh fuck yea!" Nick was yelling "Nothing better than forcing past a virgin second, especially a hole such as pretty as yours." Before I could really adjust, Nick was sliding all the way out and slamming back in, another shock of pain went through me and I cried out again. "mmm....yeah, faggot, keep crying for me like that". Over and over Nick kept slamming into me. Each time more pain and more cries and tears from me. "Ah...there it is, now your hole has given itself over to me....took more time than I thought it would, but I guess that just lets me know I'm the first man this deep inside you." I couldn't answer because I was in tears....my body was overwhelmed with the poppers, the odd feelings the rest of my body and hole feeling like they were on fire, and the pain. Nick reached forward and removed the mask again, and l could breath fresh hair, and he settled into a hard pounding, once the pain faded, the walls of my hole were like fire and Nick was rubbing them in all the right ways....I was moaning. "Yeah, moan like the slut in heat you are, faggot....I know what I got with you." He fucked me and I was in heaven. His long strokes and thick cock was everything I didn't know I was craving. After what felt like an eternity, Nick buried himself deep and draped himself over my back, pulling my pony back and biting down hard on my shoulder. I felt him convulse and his cock plump and knew he was breeding me. The first time I'd ever been bred, and here was this brutal man who refused to listen to a safeword and I was in heaven. I didn't know why I felt like I did, but I wanted him to keep fucking me more and more. But here he was filling me with his cum, and soon to be his piss. He pushed himself back up and and kept ahold of my hips. "Hold on, boy, you're about to get your fantasy." We both waited a moment, our breaths ragged. Then I felt it. "Aaaaaah, there it is, boy", Nick barely whispers. I felt the strangest sensation....a warmth that I wasn't expecting. Then I could feel the weight; Nick's piss was filling me up, fuller than I had expected. "Mmmm....such a wonderful feeling filling up my boy's cunt with my piss. All done now. Now, when I pull out, I want you to clinch up and hold it in."..."Yes, Sir." Nick began to slowly pull out and my hole was almost yelling at me to beg him "no" to not pull out. But he did, and I clinched up like he'd told me. Nick rubbed my ass, and then I felt something pushing at my hole again. "Let this in, boy....this is going to hold all my special piss inside you for a bit...make sure you get everything you need." As soon as I relaxed a bit, Nick forced the huge plug in my hole and even I could hear the squelch. "Such a pretty hole....you did a good job boy not letting my piss out. Now, we're going to keep you just like this for awhile. I'm going to get you some Advil and then, in a little while, we'll take you to the shower and get you emptied out. How does that sound, Chase? Does my pretty boy want to do this for me?" "Yes, Sir....very much for you, Sir" Nick stepped away and a few minutes later, he was back in front of me, holding two pills in his hand and a glass of water. "Take these, Chase, and it'll make you feel better, ease some of your discomfort." I let him put them on my tongue and drank the water through a straw. Nick patted my cheek softly and leaned over and kissed me. "There you are boy. Now you're going to feel really good, and you'll be mine. My pretty boy, my pretty little faggot, and my hole to abuse and share." "I'm sorry, what, Sir?" "You dumbass pretty boy. You've got a gut full of chem piss that's getting you higher and higher the longer it sits inside you. You had 3 shards shoved up your cunt and didn't even realize it. And now you just took a couple of pills of MDMA. You may've never been high before, but in about half an hour, you're going to be so fucking high, you won't even remember why this was a bad idea." Nick's voice was getting deeper and rougher as he told me this. "And now, you're mine. Tied down and going no where, and there's not a fucking thing you can do. You are now my property, and you won't ever walk out that door without a chain around your neck. Do you understand what property means, now, Chase? My very pretty piece of property?" I couldn't reply. Through whatever drugs or sex haze was in my head, I registered everything he said. But I couldn't speak....all I could do was let my head fall down when he let go of my pony and I cried. Sobs wrecked my body, and all Nick did was stand over me and laugh. "Don't worry....those drugs will make you feel good about everything soon enough. You'll soon be craving everything I have in mind for you. We just have to wait." With that, a bag or pillowcase or something went over my head and I heard Nick walk away leaving me right there on his ottoman.

PART TWO "Deep breaths....big deep breaths" I heard a distant voice say as I started coming to. I felt a bottle of smelling salts being held to my nose. "There he is, he's starting to come round now." I soon realised that I was stark naked on a bed, with my arms tied wide apart. I felt a wet sensation between my legs & looked down to see Damian in his leather with his mouth between my legs, obviously licking my arsehole. "We weren't sure whether we might've given you too much!" laughed Ron who was completely naked next to me. "It's good to see you back again, now once again, deep breaths boy." He held the bottle to one nostril & then the other. I took a deep hit in each nostril thinking that the smelling salts might give me a bit of extra strength to break out of the restraints. I soon realised that they weren't smelling salts however as I felt my arsehole loosen up further. "Beautiful" I heard Damian say as he pushed my legs up, still eating my arse. "Give him one more in each I think." I was too out of it to resist as Ron pushed the bottle to each of my nostrils one more time. He then sat on my face as he pulled my legs back over my head. "Mmmmmm...now look at that." I heard a muffled voice say as I could feel my arsehole exposed to the air. Not for long though, as I felt a pair of fingers push roughly inside my hole & finger fuck me. It hurt so much but I was also under the spell of whatever they'd given me. "It's all yours.....happy anniversary darling." I could just make out Ron say. Damian's cock started to slowly enter my arse and I could feel it opening my hole up. I'd seen so many pornos of this being done to women but could hardly believe it was happening to me. I wanted to cry out but Ron's arse had completely enveloped my face. My thrashing about was obviously turning him on though as he squirmed on my face & I could tell that he was jacking off on top of me as they each had one leg pulled back now. I could hear them kissing hard too as I was getting fucked and totally helpless, resigned to my fate. All I could think of doing was trying to finish it as quick as I could so I started to lick Ron's arse, thank God it was clean. Girls always enjoyed when I ate their pussies & I seemed to be just as good with men as I could hear him moaning about how good it felt. Damian had now grabbed both legs & was pushing me back hard, I guess to get further in and, despite my best efforts, I found myself very hard. Ron switched now to jerking himself with one hand and my cock with the other. I wished I wasn't but I knew I was close to cumming. Damian started pounding me harder & I knew he must be close too. He got so deep that it triggered my orgasm all over my chest & tummy and I felt my insides flooding shortly after. Ron started grunting and I felt his cum shoot over my chest. Damian pulled out of me & I felt his tongue & mouth on me, slurping up all of the cum that had pooled there. Ron got off my face & I was so light-headed, gasping for air that I didn't see Damian moving on top of me. Before I could react, his mouth was on top of mine, depositing all of the cum he'd collected down my throat as I passed out again, this time through exhaustion & lack of oxygen. END OF PART TWO

This morning I awoke in a bed that wasn't mine, the sun shining through the curtains. To my left a hairy chest, and a musky pit. I could tell something was different. A stiff silence in the room, a wave of tingles, and an immediate erection. For in my mind I could see it so clearly, so precisely. It started at the bar, when this man approached me in the bathroom. The stank of whiskey exploded in my face as he grabbed my mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. With such strength and authority he kissed me - deepening himself into my throat. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, showing me his biohazard scorpion tattoo. I remember how my cock changed from limp to rock hard in an instant. He noticed this of course, all I had were basketball shorts and a shirt. He pulled my head close, slicking his tongue in and out of my ear, priming my primal desires. "I am going to set you free tonight, and you're going to let me. Isn't that right?" I nodded my head frantically. He pulled my body to the door, moving aside to slap my ass on the way out. The man lead me outside and down the street a block to an apartment. Leading the way as he instructed, I climbed the stairs, heart pounding, cock throbbing, mind racing. He slapped my ass, grabbed it, and stuck his hand down my shorts to get his fingers in my sweaty hole on the way. In his apartment he immediately stripped off my clothes and shoved me to his bed. He ripped his belt off like he was starting a lawn mower, pants hitting the floor instantly. His gargantuan cock swung in the air, oozing goo. He pushed me back, lifting my legs high in the air. The man handed me a brown bottle, and gave me time to breath in the sweet burn. Lubed up, he pressed that monster up against my incredibly tight hole. I felt the relaxation wash over me, and he began to burrow slowly in my virgin hole. I was amazed at how it felt as he began to pry open my walls. I had only topped and it was instantly clear to me that this felt so amazing. He continued slowly, opening me more and more, sliding the head in deeper each time. It wasn't long until he decided to fill me with his entire length in one sure thrust. Deep, painful, pleasureful, and downright sinful. I took every thrust, moaning loudly into his pillow. Tears rolled down my cheeks in pure joy as I opened up and relaxed further, a true alpha male digging deep and planting a seed. He continued for over and hour and a half, wailing on my hole until it was useless and loose. Staring at his gorgeous work, he slammed it right back in thrusting faster, deeper, and harder. The sensation was so intense I thought I was going to puke. As he trusted harder, it began to grow painful, but this didn't last as he let out a loud moan, emptying his cock 9 inches into my negative hole. Each throb, each twitch, more cum leaked out inside me. As he sat there shaking in ecstasy, it made me cum all over as well, spraying everything near by. The man pulled out slowly, as to save every last drop. He placed his finger as far as he could in my hole, rotating it around, spreading his love to every surface inside me. To finish the deal, he took his finger nail and left one long, jagged scrape inside me - inviting his bugs into my heart and more importantly my soul. "Welcome, Brother. You will make a fine gifted and do me proud." So yes, I woke up in a strangers bed, and my actions are deafening. But I know that I went from having a cock between my legs, to having a weapon. For today, I now bring chaos into this world. For now, I will be known as Apep, The Gifter of Chaos. Like with a pig for part 2.

I may have said this already but for me a man cumming inside me is the reward for doing my job to please him. It also feels really really good. Lol

Chapter 6 it was Saturday night and my girlfriend was due to return from her holiday the next afternoon. I was a little conflicted, I had enjoyed my playground with guys, but I hadn’t missed her. I checked my internet history before wiping it, it was all gay porn or cocksucking porn. Ideally I wanted her to stay away for another week whilst I just explored. However I was going on a night out with my mates, all straight so that would get me in the right frame of mind. We were in town and a few drinks in. I was at the bar getting a round in when I heard a voice ‘Fancy seeing you here! Bet your mates don’t know you’ve been taking cock!’ I looked round and it was Lara from the tattoo parlour. She was with a fit black guy. Instinctively I glanced at his crotch, hoping that Lara didn’t notice. ‘Don’t worry , I’m not going to out you …. But I see you quite like Mike here seeing as you’ve checked out his package already. And yes he has a big cock!’ ‘Uh oh’ was all I could stammer. ‘If you want a closer look go into the last stall in the gents when you’ve got these drinks in, you may get lucky!’ Lara continued. I bought the round and my cock brain had returned. What was I doing , I was in a straight bar with my mates but the thought of Mike’s cock was in my mind. I made a quick excuse to go to the loo to my mates, and waited in the last stall. I wasn’t there long when the door slowly opened. ‘Hello fag, Lara says you love cock, is that right?’ ‘Er yes’ I stammered quietly. ‘Good, then suck this baby’ Mike pulled down his trousers and my eyes widened. It was the thickest cock I had ever seen, and about 8 in sling. It just looked massive. I opened my mouth and as soon as Mike’s cock was inside he grabbed my head and started throatfucking me. I was gagging and gasping breaths where I could before getting used to the feeling. However, before long I heard Mike whisper in my ear, ‘I’m nearly there , swallow it all fag’ I readied myself as he erupted in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all but some dripped over my chin and down my shirt. ‘You’re not bad, I’ll tell Lara , she”ll get off on that’ Mike said as he pulled his trousers up and slipped out of the cubicle. I wiped my chin, savouring the taste in my mouth. I had to clean up my shirt and think of an excuse. I returned to my mates table.’ Had an accident in the gents? ‘ one asked, noticing the stain where I had wiped off some cum I had spilled. ‘Er yeah, the taps kinda splashed up’ I lied. A round or so later one of my mates said ‘ See that goth girl with the tattoos with that black guy, I reckon she fancies you, she’s been looking at you on and off for a while’ ‘ I can’t see that ‘ I replied, ‘and I don’t fancy getting beaten up by her boyfriend either’ . I noticed That Mike had slipped outside and she was on her own. ‘ Go on speak to her’ my mate said’ she looks the opposite of Jess goody two shoes’ he said , referring to my girlfriend. I played along, and casually sauntered up to her. ‘Mike says your good at sucking cock’ she said quietly before I could say anything.’ And he says he would like to fuck you properly’ .’ I Er um….’ I stammered. ‘ this is a one time offer. Go out to the back of the pub where the bins are, and he will fuck you there… or go and sit down with your straight boring mates. I will come and watch so they think you’re leaving with me. What’s it to be ? . My cock brain was taking over. ‘ I want fucking’ I whispered. Lara grabbed my hand and led me to the door, and outside. she ushered me to the bins. ‘Here, drop your trousers’ I did as I was told as I heard Mike approach. The cold air hit my exposes ass as I felt something cold roughly smeared on my ass. ‘There’s no way you’re straight Neil if you’re bending over for his cock’ Lara giggled as Mike pushed hard against my hole. My ass stung as it stretched to take his girth. ‘Ahh’ I groaned as I felt Mike was splitting my ass. ‘ good boy, I’m in’ Mike growled in my ear as he began fucking me. The pain eased but I was being roughly fucked between bins like a rent boy, as Lara had her hand in her knickers playing with herself as she watched me taking her boyfriends cock. ‘Go on Mike, cum in his queer ass, make him one of us’ she was saying as she was bringing herself off.. my head was swimming with the grunts of Mike and the fucking I was getting until Mike grunted one more time and pushed hard and I could tell he was cumming in me. I was breathless myself as I had taken a pounding. I felt cum drip out as Mike withdrew from my ass. Before I knew it Lara and him had disappeared and I was pulling up my pants hoping the cum leaking from my ass wouldn’t be obvious and seep through my jeans, as I made my way back into the pub, and returned to my mates. I blagged a story about a quick snog and feeling her up to save face and explain my absence, but my mind was wondering where I was heading after tonight….. to be continued…….

OK, so I figured since I had transported several more patients who were AIDs sick to the medical facility, I always try to make the ride to and from a pleasurable experience for us both. My thoughts always turn back to my patient Ken, and the fun we had that day, and the fact that I was able to have sex with him in the back of my medic unit ambulance was high on my excitement list. My partner is still unknowing of my adventure. I know he always relieved when I volunteer to be the one who is in the patient care positing on those incidents. So, since I had met a lot of the nursing staff that work in this Hospice Center, I was able to get a part time job working as a Tech on my days off. Doing this, I would get to give bed baths, empty urinals, draw bloods and start IVs on all of the hospice patients. Some of these guys I would attend too, they would try to scare me by flashing me their cocks and reach out to rub my butt through my scrub pants. Of course I would always call their bluff which usually would shut t hem down. One guy, Paul was in his final days of Hospice, and was bold in telling me about his ability to "take care of business" with his lovers over the years, prior to getting ill. He would say how most of his lovers, couldn't handle his cock, since he could have multiple orgasms and had a quick recovery and could keep going. He always thought I was straight, and thought he would shock me. I surprised him one day while I was bathing him in his bed, I was giving his cock and balls a nice washing. He was beginning to get hard in my hand, and I could tell he was pretty hung. He said, well, it looks like his anaconda has taken an interest in me and is coming alive to greet me. I said well, I guess I should be polite and get acquainted, so I leaned down to take a close look, took his cock into my hand around the base, and said... "good morning, so you do have some life left in you, and I hear you had a busy life when you were in your prime". I guess this surprised him because his cock twitched some, and began to grow harder. He had a drop of precum appear at the tip so I said, well, it looks like his anaconda is drooling a little at the mouth. He said that it obviously liked what it saw, so I leaned down and licked the tip slowly and it was a string of the precum on my lips as I pulled back giving him a nice show. I was about 10 - 12" away from his cock, and the thick string just kept clinging to my tongue and lips. I looked up at him and just smiled and he let out a soft moan. I then moved my mouth to his cock again and opened my mouth and put about 4" into my mouth before I closed my mouth around him. I began to move my head up and down his shaft a few times, and could tell his precum went into over drive and I had an easy 2-3 Tablespoons of it in my mouth. I preceded to try to keep him deep into m y mouth and I could feel his cock growing harder and longer as it kept growing deeper into my throat. I saw that I was leaking precum now too, and it began to leak through my scrub pants, and I knew I would have to pour some wash water on the front to cover it up from the other nurses. He told me it was the best blow job he had ever had and he was going to cum soon. I stopped sucking him and rolled him onto his side, I had already drawn the curtain and the door was pulled to so if anyone was to open the door, I would have time to straightened up before being caught. I looked him in the eye and told him to fuck me, and I lowered my scrubs and backed my ass up to him. He told me he wanted to fuck me ever since he saw me, and would fantasize about me as he would jerk off. I told him to save up his loads and I will let him fuck me when I could be available. He pushed into me and was only able to last about 30 seconds and the came in me. I stayed still as I worked my ass muscles to get every drop. When he finished, I turned around and put him back in my mouth to finish cleaning him off, the I wiped him with the wash cloth. This was about 9 AM and I told him I would be back around lunchtime. As promised, when I went in at lunch, he smiled and threw back his sheet to show me that his cock was hard again, so I turned and closed the door, pulled the sheet and went to suck him and get another breeding session from him. I am turning into a whore.

Chapter 5 I entered Brad’s house the same way as I usually did, under darkness. Once in his main room, the tv was on again, showing a guy in a sling. ’Underss’ came the command . I quickly stripped. I stood there whilst Brad inspected me. ‘ the piercings look good, the tattoo is a good choice. Now put this on’ . He handed me a harness. I was a little awkward, I hadn’t used one before but had seen them in the gay porn I had been watching. ‘You will get used to wearing this and not a lot else when you are bottoming for guys. You can take this , you will have to hide it from your girlfriend. If she is still your girlfriend when she returns’ Brad commanded. My thoughts were scrambling, I hadn’t missed Jess , but wasn’t sure what I felt anymore. ‘Kneel’ I knelt and sucked Brad s cock as it appeared in front of me. I then had more poppers pushed in front of my face. ‘Inhale’ I did so. My head swam as Brad’s muscular arms lifted me up. He put a blindfold on me and led me to another room. I was disorientated, as Brad positioned me into what I worked out was a sling. My arms and legs were tied in silence. ‘Have you been using the butt plug?’ ‘Yes Sir’ I replied, eagerly. ‘Good, keep using it, I want you to get used to your ass being stretched and filled’ my teacher continued. ‘ I am going to gradually stretch your ass so eventually it will be able to take anything and everything. I think you want that don’t you?’ I nodded automatically ‘yes sir’ I felt cold fingers pushing into my hole, first one then two. Some cold lube was being worked in me, then a third finger. More lube and I felt a fourth. My ass felt fully stretched as Brad started pushing his four fingers in and out slowly. I grunted as I felt as though I was splitting apart as Brad’s hand started moving in and out faster. ‘I’m going to stretch you, it may bleed a little first time but nothing to worry about. You will want more until you can take a fist’ he explained as he picked up pace and started pummelling my hole, before suddenly pulling out. Before I could catch my breath, his hand was replaced by his cock, the temporary empty feeling immediately changing to feeling my ass full of cock. ‘ you are a natural’ Brad continued’ I’ve not had many pupils as eager as you to change. I can tell you just love cock and it won’t be long before you are living a new life’ Brad picked up pace, grabbing my harness as he pushed his cock deep in me. I felt helpless in the sling, my ass feeling full with cock as Brad used my hole. ‘Here comes today’s load ‘ he grunted as he came, holding me onto his cock as he pushed deep one last time. Brad slowly withdrew, and untied the bonds. ‘Dress, put your sweatshirt on over the harness. Keep that on, there is someone I’d like you to meet. You drive, I’ll direct you. I slipped on my joggers and sweatshirt, over the harness. Despite my hole being wet with cum, I felt sexy with it on. Brad directed me on a fifteen minute drive, to a local hospice. ‘I want you to meet my teacher. Bob . taught me what I’m teaching you. He made me who I am. He’s not well now but the nurses will allow us a little time with him. ‘ I followed Brad through the entrance and to a private room. ‘ I’ve brought you my newest student Bob’ Brad said as I followed him into the room. ‘Be good to him’ I looked at Bob. He was lying on a bed in his pyjamas. He was bald and looked thin and gaunt. His skin was blotchy and he clearly wasn’t well. I presumed he had cancer, but didn’t want to ask as he may have not wanted to talk about it ‘Hello son’ he whispered. Brad said ‘ I’ve got to check something with the nurses, be back in ten’ and popped out of the door. ‘Come here, I’ve heard about you’ Bob said quietly. I walked up to the side of his bed. ‘Let me show you something boy’ Bob said. He pushed back the covers and was naked from the waist down. But what grabbed my attention was his cock. It wasn’t very thick but it was really long, a good ten inches, and hard. ‘This has given me a lot of pleasure over the years, even if it got me in here’ he said as he started wanking his cock. I was mesmerised . ‘ I hear you love cock’ Bob said. ‘Play with an old man’s cock for me. It’s ok the nurses allow me privacy when I have a visitor’ instinctively I held out my hand and gripped around his cock, massaging it gently. Some precum oozed from the tip. My cock brain was taking over. My own cock was stiff in my joggers as I naturally lowered my head to suck on Bob’s cock. I savoured the taste as I wanked him ,. I felt Bobs hand feeling my bum, and as I continued sucking, I felt Bob slide my joggers down, allowing my stiff cock to spring free. I closed my eyes as I worked his cock, one of Bobs hands stroking my own cock, the other sliding over my ass, before a finger snaked between my cheeks and slid smoothly onto my hole, the cum leaking out of my ass acting as lube. ‘Looks like I’m not the first in your hole tonight’ Bob whispered. I looked up, noticing for the first time a scorpion tattoo just like Brad’s on Bob’s abdomen. ‘climb up here on the bed’Bob said . I shrugged off my joggers and climbed on the bed, straddling Bob, my cock rock hard as Bob leaned forwards to take it in his mouth. I closed my eyes again as Bob expertly sucked my cock and fingered my hole shoving two fingers roughly in me. He stopped sucking and said ‘ Just gently sit back, let my cock slide in. I positioned the head at the entrance to my hole and lowered myself on him, impaling myself on his extra long pole. It slid in easily. My cock brain was in full flow as I picked up rhythm as I rode Bob. Before too long Bob whispered’ I’m nearly there, you will remember this fuck, let me cum in you’ I plunged down one last time on Bobs cock as he twitched, and I could feel him unload. I suddenly became aware of my surroundings as I slipped off him and climbed off the bed, quickly putting on my joggers and trainers. ‘thank you son, you’ve made an old man happy, and I hope I gave you what you wanted’ Bob whispered, holding my hand. ‘You did, your cock is incredible’ I replied, slightly missing the nuance of his words. Brad entered soon after and just asked me to step outside whilst he he’d a few words in private. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I was becoming a total cock whore, sucking and fucking any cock I saw. I would have to rein this in when Jess got back I thought, as Brad came out of the room. we walked back to the car in silence, with my mind racing. I loved the harness, my piercings and tattoos, I has to think carefully where I was heading. I dropped Brad off and drove home, where I slipped my own fingers in my hole to work some of the cum that was leaking out of me back in , before I showered. to be continued ………..

Chapter 4 I had googled the Tattoo parlour, and was about to walk in. I had thought about having a tattoo for ages but hadn’t had the courage to go through with it. But something here was propelling me on. All I could think of was doing as I was told to get more of Brad’s cock. In fact all I could think of was Brad’s cock! I pushed the door open before I could change my mind. A guy stood in front of me. ‘Hi is Carl here?’ I asked. ‘You’re speaking to him ‘ the guy replied. ‘Ah , um erm my friend has recommended that I come to see you’ I said, a little nervously. ‘I see, would that be Brad?’ Carl asked . ‘Er yes’ .. ‘OK he sends a few newbies here from time to time, they always come back for more once they’ve broken the ice so to speak’ he said. ‘I’m fully booked today but Lara can do you if you want. She’s especially good with newbies. We wouldn’t want you backing out would we?’ ‘Er no’ I mumbled , as Lara smiled and waved me through to the back. She had dark hair, and two sleeve tattoos, it looked kind of sexy on her. ‘Right, you’re one of Brad’s are you?’ She asked. I wondered how many Brad sent. ‘We call him The Teacher , he turns guys, converts them , making them totally into cock when he’s finished with them’ she said nonchalantly. It was kind of hot her talking like this. ‘Take your t shirt off’ she ordered. ‘ I know just what guys like you need, trust me you will like it’ she added. I sat in the chair and she cleaned my nipple. I hadn’t expected this. She kept talking so I couldn’t interrupt to ask wht she was doing. ‘So I’m guessing you have a girlfriend? ‘ Er yes’ ‘ and she doesn’t know you like cock as well, or is this new?’ ‘It’s new’ I replied as I winced as a needle went through my nipple. ‘ Close your eyes a moment’ she ordered. ‘I’ll say when to open them. She started on my other nipple and I winced again as I felt the needle again. I just shut my eyes as she carried on talking. ‘So you’ve met Brad, and I’m guessing that you’ve sucked his cock and that he’s probably fucked you? Am I right? ‘ ‘Er yes’ I mumbled ‘And you liked it? ‘ I nodded. ‘Can’t blame you, I love cock and cum, but I’m a girl, I should do. You’re a guy. Which makes you gay in my book. Are you gay? ‘ ‘Er no, I think I’m bi, I still like girls’ ‘ok, you can fool yourself. All Brad’s pupils do. And they all convert into full time homo’s pretty quickly’ she said matter of factly. ‘There’ she said. ‘Open your eyes. ‘ I looked down and saw two nipple rings in my nipples. They looked kind of good but I worried they were a bit obviously gay. What would my girlfriend say.? ‘Just so you know, you can’t take them out, I’ve soldered the ends. Embrace that. I’ll now give you a small tattoo. It is this snake here.’ She showed me a picture of a snake with an open mouth , showing fangs. That looked a bit more masculine. ‘Turn ‘ she said. It is going on your hip so you can hide it if needs be. She set to work. A while later she was finished. The snake looked good, but it was super imposed over an apple , ‘That is the snake and the forbidden fruit - in your case cock’ Lara said. I’ve left the apple uncoloured, for a reason. Guys of Brad’s come back and ask for it to be coloured with ‘Pride’ rainbow colours when they accept their destiny’ she said ‘well I don’t think I’ll be having that ‘I said. ‘We’ll see… ‘ Lara smirked. Just come back to me when you want more’ I left and my phone pinged. ‘Good boy’ it was Brad. He gave me directions to a shop down a side street. ‘You need to train that ass of yours. This shop is discreet. You will buy a butt plug and some lube. Hide it at home, and use it. Train your ass. I felt as though I was losing control of myself, but did as I was told. My girlfriend was still away for three more days so I could use it and get rid of it before she returned. I could give the excuse of my tattoo and piercings as something I did on a whim, but I needed that butt plug. I was getting hard at the thought of that. I hadn’t yet realised I wasn’t getting hard at the thought of my girlfriend. where was this journey taking me? I bought the butt plug Brad recommended and sone lube, to the obvious amusement of the girl serving. ‘Didn’t have you down as a fag when you walked in’ she said ‘ but I guess it takes all sorts’ I mumbled something and left as quickly as I could. The truth was I wanted to get home and use it. I wanted to feel it sliding in my ass. ‘I’ll meet you tomorrow, same place , 8pm. Good boy!’ The text came in from Brad. I had pleased him and it felt good. I wondered what the next lesson would be. to be continued…….

I was bored. I had had a row with my girlfriend and she hadnt called in 3 days. To make matters worse she was going on a week’s holiday tomorrow with her girlfriends. That meant it would be nearly two weeks before I would fuck again. I was already feeling a bit horny. The row was about something stupid. She knew about my small fetish for watching blow job porn with the guy cumming over the girls face. What she didn’t know was that sometimes I wished I was the girl not the guy. That had been increasing over the last few months though and she had found a couple of porn clips of guys sucking cock in my internet history. I blagged that it was accidental and it had just apppeared on my screen after a straight blow job clip but she wasn’t having any of it, hence the row. ‘ ’I’ll just leave you to your faggot porn then!’ She had shouted as she slammed the door. I knew she would come back but thought it would be before now. However , I was feeling horny. I google searched a chat line as I was playing gently with my cock, and watching the cocksucking porn I had on. I decided to try a gay line, I hadn’t done it before and it was anonymous so who would know? I recorded a brief ‘about me’ message saying I was inexperienced, hoping a daddy type might take interest. After two or three flaky messages that I didn’t return, I heard a deeper voiced ad, that got me going. ‘Daddy here , experienced, looking to teach and pass on his experience to newbies’ He sounded hot. I left a message explaining this was only the third or fourth time I had been on the line and was looking to learn. I didn’t want to sound a complete novice. I had no intention to meet him, it was anonymous wank porn after all. He replied to my message, ‘im happy to teach willing learners who are open minded. Where are you based boy?’ I responded truthfully, his voice just sounded as though I had to tell him everything. ‘ That’s the next town to me, I’m only six miles away ‘ he replied. ‘So do you like sucking cock boy?’ He asked ’Yes ‘ I replied ‘ and swallowing cum’ . Why did I add that ? I wondered. It was probably something to do with the porn I was watching, the girl was taking a good face fucking and getting a mouthful of the guys cum as well. My cock was hard as I was stroking it. My sensible reasoning brain was gone, replaced by horny cock brain. ‘Good boy! ‘ came the reply ‘have you a pen? Take down this number and come off the line. Send me a text. And don’t cum before you do’ . I hung up and scribbled down the number, he could tell I was wanking then. I was horny. Another girl was sucking cock on the iPad I front of me. Without stopping to think I just sent a quick text saying ‘hi’ , then returned to watching the blowjob, stroking my cock slowly. I didn’t want to cum too soon. My phone rang, breaking my concentration on the screen. ‘Hello’ I answered, without concentrating. ‘Hello Neil, this is Brad, we were just speaking on the line’ . I recognised the deep voice. ‘Oh, hi ‘ was all I could stammer. ‘it’s ok, I’m guessing you’re playing with your boner then , Neil? Are you? ‘ ’erm yes’ I stuttered. ‘That’s ok, but I have an idea! Why don’t you come round here, and let me help you with that, I’m sure you’ll like it, and I can start your lessons if you like? You will be able to suck my cock and swallow my cum just like you really want?’ His location pinged on my phone with the address. ‘See you in 20 mins, don’t be late’ and he hung up. Fuck I thought! I was still horny, I hadn’t cum. Should I go or just shoot my load now and forget it. He seemed a decent guy and I had always wanted to try sucking cock. Just as a one off to scratch the itch. I was straight after all, with a girlfriend.He didn’t sound creepy, ‘fuck it’ I thought. I have his address so if he tries weird shit I know where he lived. That meant he was genuine to my horny cock brain. I pulled up my jeans and stuffed my boner away, slipped on my trainers and grabbed my keys. ‘On my way’ I texted as I started the car. I wondered what lay in store as I followed the sat an. At least I would get to finally suck cock …. Though I remembered I did say I swallowed. The thought got me hard again as. I turned into Brad’s Avenue. to be continued ………

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I guess I've started hooking up with a bi Hispanic guy in my apartment complex. He definitely has a girlfriend and is a little young for me (just started college). We started messing around after he invited me over to watch the Lakers game (I just moved in and didnt have cable yet.) And a few beers later he was choking on my dick like a little fiend. Even though were both neg I'm kind of old fashioned and don't go for pushy bottoms. I think by the second or third meetup he got me to take off the condom so he could give me head, talked me into just teasing around his hole and kept encouraging me to push a little inside. We bareback twice a week now and hes usually already lubed when I get there. He sometimes wears a little pink butt plug for the day, a little fem for me but thats basically every guy ive hooked up with lately.. 😕 his personal best was During a long rainy Sunday where he managed to milk six loads straight up his tight hairless pussy from me like it was nothing. Not a drop leaked out and every time he just pumped my dick till I was hard again and hopped right on. Could never make him gape, and I'm pretty thicc. Ive met his basic girlfriend twice. The second time he had my full load inside him while we sat on the balcony complaining about the landlord. When we went back in to grab drinks he had me finger his cummy ass and stir his margarita with it. Silly.

Thanks for the posit8ve feedback guys. I especially appreciate the positivity around the dialogue because I often struggle with that the most in my other writing. Or maybe its just dirty, degrading sex talk comes more naturally to my mind. Ha! Regardless, though, thank you all. Side note: I may be away from thus for the next week. I'll be traveling for a death in the family and won't have time (and frankly don't have the mindset) to add a 3rd chapter right now. But I'll be back to this, promise.

Chapter 3 I woke the next morning, and had morning glory thinking of the night before. However one thing had changed. I had expected the itch to be scratched, but it wasn’t. In fact , if anything it had gone the other way. I was thinking of Brad’s cock , half replaying in my mind me sucking it and half wondering if it was a dream. I should have learned not to make decisions whilst still horny. I grabbed my phone. ‘Hi’ I pressed send, the text sent to Brad. ‘Youre keen’ came the reply around 5 mins later. I had to make a quick decision. Horny cock brain was engaged. ‘ I want to learn more’ I replied. ’Good Boy, I will teach you all you need to know. 8pm, same place’ The time dragged at work. I was horny most of the day. I needed to cum but didn’t want to spoil the evening, or change my mind. I kept on the boil all day until the time came. I pulled up again outside . I walked up to the door, and like last time, it opened in silence. ‘strip’ came a voice in the dark, as the door closed. This time there were no lights on, just the tv screen again playing bareback porn, two heavily tattooed guys going hard at it. I stripped. My cock hard. ‘I am going to mould you, teach you and you will love the new you in time. I can’t promise you will still be with your girlfriend at the end of it, but you will love cock, cum and everything in between.’ ‘Yes sir’ I instinctively replied. ‘ I need to know you are serious, For you to show your commitment. You will go to Eagle tattoo parlour in town. Ask for Carl and say I sent you. He will give you a small discreet tattoo, he may even pierce you. Do you understand? ‘ ‘Yes sir’ I replied again. I was still hard and cock brain was in full control. ‘Now kneel’ I knelt and felt a blindfold go over my eyes. I felt his cock push against my lips and I opened my mouth to suck his cock once more. ‘Good boy, we are going to move on today. You liked my cum yesterday didn’t you?’ I nodded, still working on Brads cock. He lifted me and led me to what felt like a massage table, and bent me over, so my chest was laid flat, my ass exposed. He opened my legs so my ass naturally opened. He spread my cheeks and I felt His tongue start rimming my ass. Jess had never done this to me, and it felt amazing. I involuntarily pushed my ass towards my teacher. The next thing I was aware of was a bottle on front of my nose. ‘Inhale’ came the order. I sniffed, my head swam. Much later I found out these were poppers. My arse was still swimming in bliss when I felt a cold finger rubbing something round my hole. This was replaced by what I assumed was Brad’s cock. ‘what do u want boy?’ I tried to push back against his cock. ‘ I want it in me’ I whispered. ‘Can’t hear you’ ‘I want it in me please ‘ I said , much louder. ‘ one thing you need to know, if it goes in, it won’t come out until I’ve finished’ Brad stated. ‘ Please, just do it, I want it, your cock in me’ my horny cock brain was in full flow. Brad grabbed my shoulders and pushed in. I gasped, my ass felt full.’ Just relax, you will get to love this boy! ‘ Brad set off slowly but soon picked up pace. I felt my breath being fucked out of my body as he started pounding me. My mind was just blank, all I wanted was this, to feel my ass being fucked. ‘Here it comes boy your first load, I can tell it won’t be your last, ‘ and Brad grunted and pushed one last time as he came in my hole. I was panting as I felt my teacher soften and slide out. I felt empty. ‘Dress. Call me when you want lesson three. But you need marking at the parlour first if you want more,’ I grabbed my clothes, dressed in the darkness as the blindfold was removed, I could feel the cum keeping my ass moist as some started leaking out. I scooted to my car. I wanted to get home, cum myself and finger my hole, feeling my teacher’s load in me. I also had to google that parlour. I knew it wouldn’t finish here…… to be continued……….

Chapter 2 I pulled up outside Brad’s flat. There was a dim light on that I could see through the blinds. I locked the car and walked up to the door. As I was about to knock the door swung open. He must have been watching me approach, though I hadn’t seen him at the window. I walked in, the door closing behind me. Brad was there in a dark coloured bathrobe. ‘Follow me ‘ he calmly said in his deep voice, barely more than a whisper. I felt compelled to do as I was told , almost as though it was an order. He made his way into the lounge area. There was low mood lighting, and the brightest light came from the large flat screen tv on the wall. It showed a smooth sexy twink being barebacked by a hunk of an older guy. My cock rose to semi hardness straight away. Brad opened his robe and I could see a large cock, probably 7 ins long at least and thick. I had not seen a cock like it outside of a porn flick. He had a furry chest and there was a glint of metal at one of his nipples. I could see tattoos as well, a tribal design around the upper part of his chest. ‘ Strip to your boxers’ he growled. I quickly complied before he turned me round and viewed what he saw. I was sporting a boner now. His hand went down the back of my boxers and he slid a finger down the crack of my cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘come here … on your knees’ I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I sank to my knees and took his cock. I licked the shaft before swallowing the end. I had only ever given a couple of blow jobs before , and never to completion , a few years previously when just fooling around with a guy. Nothing like this. I started playing with my cock as I sucked Brads thick member. ‘suck my balls’ Brad whispered . I came off the shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. It was just a natural reaction. I was loving it. I looked up and saw more tattoos in his shaved pubic area. There was a star at one side and a scorpion at the other, again in a tribal design. They looked in keeping with the rest of his body ink and I thought nothing more of it. ‘im going to teach you all you will need to know. Have you a girlfriend?’ I nodded as Brads cock was back in my mouth. ‘Does she know you suck cock?’ I shook my head. ‘Good! Let’s keep it that way for the time being. In time you will want to tell her you are a cock sucking faggot , but for now we will keep that under wraps’ . I carried on wanking the cock in front of me. ‘this is lesson one, you will be swallowing my cum shortly. You will then leave quietly and message me when you want lesson two. I know that will be soon, you’re a natural.’ I was still rubbing my own cock but I wanted to taste my first cum load, so I went to town on Brads cock. I was so fucking horny I couldn’t explain it. ‘ Here it comes boy, don’t spill a drop’ Brads cum hit the back of my throat and I desperately tried to swallow it all. He must have been saving up a few days worth as I nearly gagged as I swallowed. I licked his shaft clean and wiped his cock on my face as I had seen it the porn flicks. ‘Dress and go ‘ Brad ordered, the sound on the porn flick now filling the room as the twink was getting a pounding. ‘thank you’ I mumbled as I dressed, and slipped out of the flat. My cock was still hard, I hadn’t cum. I got quietly in the car and drove off into the night, desperate to replay the events in my head . I got home, stripped and played with my cock until I could came , imagining lesson two. I was hooked. I needed to learn more! to be continued …….

Part 1 At 18 I heard rumors about a place that catered to poz men and those who were chasing and I never thought it was real. There was a rumor about what guys refered to as a poz carnival and it came around only once a year. It was rumored to be held at a lavish estate owned by the wealthiest man in the town who was rumored to be a poz sex addict and he always opened his doors to those who were poz and who wished to be so he came up with the idea of the poz carnival. Thankfully his estate was deep in the woods so there was no chance of anyone imputing on the festivities and every thing was kept on the hush so that there was no worries about women and children would know about it either just the men who wanted a re charge and those who wanted to be in the life and start the best way possible. I was never sexually active a part from learning to masturbate from porn and the ocasinal finger and objects up my ass so I was inexperienced in the Cummings and goings of sex so to speak. At 18 I stood at 5ft 9 I was your average red headed twink with long bright red hair that was long down to my ass and was kept into a ponytail. My slim body came from the years of just running in my neighborhood and of course I had freckles all over my pale skin. I have been mistaken as a girl so many times growing up and people were shocked when they heard my deep voice to tell the I was a guy and they responded that they were sorry they just assumed with my thin body and my very plump ass that they were going to be with a sexy girl. It turned me on that guys found me sexy even if they got spooked that I turned out to be a guy. I looked online on the few sites only for gay men and found some pictures of the carnival from pas years and was surprised at what I saw. It looked like a normal carnival with games rides food ECT but as expected all I saw on there were gay men of all types walking around naked. There wasn't any kind of man excluded from the carnival so basically if you were old enough to attend and had a cock you were in. There was a link at the top of the photos that read sign up and a link so I clicked the link and was taken to a reservation page for anyone to sign up for the carnival. It read that there was no cost required for it but you did have to show what your status was and attach a recent test result as well. I was getting excited and was breathing heavily because I just got my recent test results back today and it showed negative so I quickly filled out the form to attend and as I read through the form before hitting submit there was a part at the bottom stating that if you were serious about attending that all rules were to be followed and that anyone who was attending and was neg will be 100 percent poz upon leaving. I filled everything out and submitted my results and almost instantly got a response in my email confirming that I would be allowed there and got the time and date for the carnival. It said that it would be in 2 weeks and that it would go on for three days so if I wanted to attend the full three days to bring anything I needed and that there would be accomodations for ones who wanted to stay. I was so excited at this point that my body was shaking and I had to sit there and breath before my body finally calmed down. Another email was sent to me and when I opened it there was a map of the layout for the carnival where the rides and games were going to be as well as some detailed pictures of some of the rides and there was a few marked spots on the map. Those spots had a red biohazard symbol on them and they were designated sex spots if some guys wanted to have some privacy for sex. I looked at some of the pictures of the rides and saw what you would normaly see at a carnival, you had your ferris wheel, spinning rides, a few small coasters, drop rides and I looked closer at them and saw a that any of the seats or spots for a rider to be that they each had a fairly large dildo on them. There was a caption at the bottom of the pictures saying that the riders will have them in their asses wither they are a top or bottom when riding the rides and that made me harder than ever. I looked for a while longer but then decided to head to bed with the thoughts of excitement to cum.

I posted on another site and thought I’d repost here. I still get hard reading this. Thursday night was going to be free for me and I hit up a bud Jason. Jason is 30, 5’7” average dude bod that leans to fit. Jason has a nice amount of chest hair, though definitely not bear territory. His belly is covered in a really nice amount of hair. Just enough to play with. He has this treasure trail that heads down to a nicely curved 7’ dick. He’s got that sexy 30’s stud look, with eyes that let you know he still has lots of fun in him. He’s got a beard that is trimmed just right. Jason has a really quick wit and he’s got a sexy goofiness and knows how to laugh and make you laugh. Jason and I have gotten together a couple time and his cock fits my ass like it was made just for him. When hooking up in the past, we’ve flirted a bit and then jumped to lust driven hot sex-both of us believing in raw cocks only. This time I wanted to explore Jason at a slower pace and figure out a bit more of what makes him tic. Jason arrives and we relax into a couple drinks and a little weed. We’re connecting great and are soon laughing and really just enjoying hanging. As the evening progresses, we are slowly flirting and caressing each other. I’m just really enjoying the flow. Slowly, we find ourselves getting worked up and can see each of our cocks is straining to be released. I live in a high rise and the majority of the exterior walls are full glass windows. The place has great views but it’s not always the most private given the close proximity to the building nextdoor. But hell, we are both feeling great and we are into some heavy kissing. Our tongues are exploring each other’s mouth with abandon. The idea that the neighbors are watching has us both turned on. I find myself dropping to my knees. My goal is to get his cock free. Soon, I’m pulling Jason’s cock out of his jeans. I slowly take him into my mouth and my tongue is worshiping his dick. He pulls his shirt off and begins an urgent face fuck. I’m taking his hard cock in like a starved animal as my hands are exploring that awesome chest. I am soon deep throating his rigid cock and he’s clearly enjoying hittng the back of my throat. I take him all the way down and he is drilling me, skull fucking me like a pro. He is moaning and I know from experience that he is leaking an abundant amount of precum in my mouth. I pull back so I can taste the essence of his manhood and suckle the sweet nectar. Knowing that 20 floors of neighbors could be watching us just gets us raging all the more. I begin pulling his jeans down past his knees. We are all over each other not caring who sees. I’ve got his turgid cock in my mouth and I’m working it for all I’ve got. I can’t get enough of his cock and I’m worshipping his hard shaft. Jason knows we both need his angry cock in my ass. Jason is shuffling, with his legs still caught up in his jeans. I drop on the floor as lays back on the couch. He is a man to behold, eyes glistening; steel hard cock standing tall, and a wicked smile on his sexy face. I aggressively yank his jeans off the rest of the way. I’m soon out of my clothes getting comfortably naked myself. I lay on top of him and we are soon exploring each other’s mouths again with our tongues. The passion is unbridled and we’re devouring each other. Drawn like a moth to a flame, I move down his chest. I find his nipples, teasing them both with my tongue and tease them hard with a suck and bite. I’m immersed in his chest, nuzzling his soft pelt and enjoying his hard abs. I follow his treasure trail down to the target of my quest. I tease his dick head with my tongue, lapping up the precum he has leaking from his slit. I once again am worshipping his cock with my mouth. I’m going down on him for all I’m worth, working his cock into a frenzy. He’s now skull fucking me, knowing I’m his sex slave. We’re both in a passionate heat and there is no denying us. Jason pulls my head off his hard pole. Jason roughly grabs me, flips me over and around and shoves me onto the floor in front of the window. His hand pushes down on my back as his cock finds the entrance to my ass. He slides his cock up and down, lubing my ass with his precum. I’m bucking my ass back into his cock, demanding he enter me. Soon I feel his head pierce my hole as he quickly begins a passionate assault of my ass with his cock. He’s leaking so much that he’s amply lubricated me. Jason enters my ass and thrusts forward with the force of a man possessed. My ass is stretched around his cock as we become one. He’s quickly balls deep in my ass and begins pile driving my ass. He’s pounding me hard and he knows I’m wanting it bad, that my ass is demanding it be dominated. Knowing he’s got me right where he wants me I’m sure there is a shit ass grin on his face as he abruptly slows down his tempo. He pulls out, making me wait until he again slams his cock into my ass. Jason continues at a slow pace, pulling out and then plunging back in. My ass has stretched wide to accommodate his pole and now with ease, he enters me, pummeling in and out. For a good 10 minutes he dominates my ass making sure I crave his cock in me as I ride his pole. Jason pulls out, pulls me up and demands I get on all fours. He is quickly behind me and remounts my ass. He begins drilling me again and again. His cock is now hitting my prostate and he has me rutting in heat. I can’t get enough of his cock and am slamming into his cock as hard as he is pounding my ass. This man has stamina and keeps hitting my ass for all he’s worth. He pulls out and collapses back panting from exertion. I’ve quickly brought my hungry mouth back on his cock making sure he knows he owns both holes. Any hesitation is soon gone and he’s once again rock hard laying back against the wall. I’m attacking his dick with my mouth like a starved wild beast. I need his cock in my hole once again and feel incomplete without him in me. I quickly climb on top of him and lower my ass onto his cock. I’m soon riding his cock like my life depends on it. I impale myself on his cock, slamming into him until he bottoms out. We’re once again fucking with complete abandon. Our guttural breeding I’m sure can be heard next door but I don’t care. I can’t get enough of Jason’s cock and am working to pull the cum out of his steel rod. We keep this up for a while when he starts groaning and I know my ass is going to milk that cock dry. He soon explodes in my ass. I desperately need his cum in my ass. I continue riding him, unable to fathom not having his cock in my ass. He stays hard and I make sure his seed goes deep as a continue riding that hard shaft that is claiming complete control. No bitch in heat has been bred better and I’m in complete bliss knowing his seed has coated my ass tunnel. I finally allow his cock to come free from me. I’m quickly lapping up his cum covered dick. I’m so fucking turned on. I’m rutting and need to keep going. We’re soon in each others mouth with our tongues. We’re both in such heat that we want to become one with each other. I’m so fucking hard. I start grinding our cocks into each other. I move down with my mouth to explore his ass. I’m lapping at his entrance and driving him crazy. I move back up sucking his nipples and soon I start teasing his ass with my cock. I may not top much, but fuck, tonight I need it. I slam into his ass, driving us both to be drenched in sweat as his cock quickly engorges to full mast again. Jason then pushes me off and demands I get on all fours. He quickly slams his cock back into my ass. His assault is unfettered as he plows my hole. He pulls out and repeatedly stabs my hole with his turgid rod. His balls soon start their contraction as he's slamming into my prostate. My own cock is freely flowing with cum. With several more strides we both start screaming as we both cum. I collapse from exertion as he falls on my back. His cock is still rock hard as we lay there. It isn't long and he begins a slow fuck of my ravaged hole. He's slow, deliberate and as gentle as he was aggressive before. Before I know it, he's announcing he's cumming again as I feel the contraction. He pulls out and a flood of cum leaks from my ass from his 3 loads he's delivered. We collapse in each others arms as we drift off. Not sure anyone watched but was hot as hell and one of my best fucks ever for sure

PART ONE I was meeting my girlfriend for a dinner date on the other side of town, so I had to pretty much dash straight from work in an uber. A dash I didn't need to make as it turned out as she texted me shortly after I arrived saying that she'd be late. I sat at the table and started drinking the glass of wine I'd ordered on arrival. There were a pair of gentlemen on the table next to me who smiled warmly towards me as I looked around the restaurant as I marked time. It had been a pretty frustrating day at work so it didn't take too long before I ordered a second glass. I'd barely taken a sip when I got another text message saying that she was held up at work, was gonna have to cancel and that she'd catch up with me on the weekend. "Fuck", I muttered under my breath as I put my phone on the table. "Tonight not going as you expected?" one of the guys asked. "You could say that." "Well, you're welcome to join the two of us for dinner if you'd like. We were just about to order, and you've certainly had enough time to check the menu!" he replied. Why not? I might as well eat while I was there. I moved my chair & glass across as the waiter took my cutlery across. "I'm Ron, and this is my husband Damian." I must've looked shocked as they introduced themselves. "Is us being gay an issue for you?" "Oh God no, & I'm sorry if it looked like I did. It just never registered with me that the two of you were gay. I'm Josh by the way." The three of us shook hands. "No, we're not the "usual" gay guys." Damian replied, laughing. They both looked to be in their 50s to 60 and in pretty good shape. "Have you two been together long?" "About 30 years, in fact tonight's our anniversary!" "Oh God, I'm so sorry to be imposing. I'll leave you to it." "Not at all, in fact we thought it might've been fate that you sat next to us." They held each other's hand as Damian said this. "You look exactly like our son, we lost him a few years ago." It made sense given I'd only just turned 24. "I'm very sorry to hear that and I certainly hope that we can have an enjoyable night tonight then." "I won't get too crazy!" Ron replied. "I'm the one that drove here." The next couple of hours flew by in a blur of food & wine. They were the nicest guys, asking me lots of questions about my background, family & everything but whenever I tried to ask them anything about themselves, they quickly turned the subject around to me. I got to my feet to head to the bathroom & immediately stumbled. "Let's get you home!" Ron laughed. When I replied that I lived on the other side of town, they said that they lived pretty close by & that I could leave in the morning. Sounded pretty good to me. We got to their place pretty quickly, I sat in the back of the car while Damian & Ron were in the front, chatting & laughing. "Here we are, home sweet home!" I'd never been inside a gay couple's house before but it didn't seem to different to most places. Damian went to use the bathroom while Ron handed me a big glass of water. I drank half of it quickly in the hope of warding off a hangover as he watched. I saw a bunch of photos of the two of them with a much younger man who must've been their son. I could trace his deterioration through the years in the photos even in my drunken state. "This must be your son?" I asked Ron with a mumble. Everything was getting a little hazy. "Yes, that's Josh. He was such a giving young man and loved his daddies so much." I saw a photo of him with the two of them, standing proudly in his school uniform while the two of them flanked him, he looked about 15 or so. "You don't have any younger photos of him?" "Oh no," I heard a voice from the doorway. "That was around the time we first met him." "Met him? What?" I wondered as I turned toward the door. I caught a glimpse of Damian dressed totally in black leather before I passed out. END OF PART ONE

Took me some time to write this down since this week was crazy busy, but this is what happened on Tuesday, soon after I first met Rob & Dean. When I got back home after that fist incredible fuck they texted me and we got super horny sexting till they asked if i'd like to come over on Tuesday to have a repeat and if I am up for them to invite a few of their friends. Of course I replied "Fuck yeah!!!" and jokingly asked if I could bring my partner too, they were up for that lol so I texted him the info and he was totally horned up by the idea. Game on! Fast forward to Tuesday... I woke up with my partner already poking my hole and we had our morning fuck and he kept telling me how excited he is about me being used today by a new group. I asked him to not dump a load yet cause I wanted to get cleaned first and then he can dump a load or 2 to lube me up for later lol We arrived at their place at 4pm, right on schedule. They greeted us naked so we both stripped at the door and I introduced my partner and we all shared a kiss while walking to their living room that was dimly lit, for some drinks while we waited for their other guests to arrive. we got a short briefing that they invited 4 other guys (2 couples) that they occasionally play with and I am to going to enjoy them all since they were too well endowed. At this point all 4 of us were hard as we sipped our drinks and I just finished mine with a chug, winked at my partner and dropped to my knees and started sucking them, starting with dean who was the closest while Dean and my partner moved towards us (they are both equally hung in size and girth but shaped a bit different lol) while my partner was showing Dean how well he can throat fuck me, Rob went to the door to greet the others that arrived all at the same time. I saw them with the corner of my eye as they walked in and stripping and I was groaning with the sight of 4 hot men, all hung and getting harder by the second watching me sucking cock, saying "so that's the slut you bragged about?" my partner answered "come over and try for yourselves" so a circle was formed, I was surrounded by 7 men, going from cock to cock like a bitch in heat and I couldn't get enough of it till they all were rock hard and fucking my throat harder and harder till I was covered with my throat juices. That's when Rob said we should take this party to the basement so I got up to stretch my leges and we headed downstairs to their basement that was obviously their family room when the kids are there but was transformed to a play room with a sling and a big mattress in the middle of the room. This is going be fun! That's when I was placed on the sling, tied my legs and hands and the plug I had in me was pulled out by my partner who told them "I loaded him up with 2 loads for you guys, don't go slow, fuck my beautiful partner up!" I just groaned as on by on they started plowing me, the first one played with my hole entrance with his 10" cock, then smiled at the group and shoved all the way in. I was gasping from the surprise and told him to just give me all he got! That started the train of men fucking me on the sling, pulling out and replaced by another while I was given their cock to clean up. At this point, about an hour later only 3 loaded me up and they wanted to switch positions so I was put on my hand and kneed on the mattress and the spitroasting began. again, one by one they took turns fucking both my hole and my throat while in between someone placed a bottle of popper up my nose to keep me horned up (as if I need to be MORE horny lol) they all commented on what a good slit I was, how my partner is very lucky and they were all impressed by how well I took dick deep in me in both holes and how good I clean the cock that just pounded my hole with my mouth. I was just groaning and moaning and begged for them to continue. on a side note, the smallest cock was Deans at 8" and thick, the rest were all 9 and 10 while Rob and my partner were both 11". I was a very happy slut! By now they all dumped at least 1 load on me while both Rob and my partner dumped a second load in me, my hole was a cummy mess and sloppy while I used my muscles to tighten up. That was when they wanted to try double penetrating me as they all heard I could take is so well so the hosts were given the first go as Rob was laying on his back while I lowered my used hole on his till he was all the way in me while Dean began shoving his cock too. Someone fed me poppers and I was in heaven! they began thrusting in and out till the found a good rhythm while the rest of the guests cheered them on, shouting "fuck yeah, use the slut!" and I was riding like a pro putting on a show. they fucked me like that for a while till they both loaded me up at the same time, I kept riding with my sloppy hole till my partner laid next to us and I was lifted off the cocks in me by 2 guys and I was put down on my partners cock till he was too all the way in, then the routine began, one by one the pushed their cock in alongside my well hung partner, till they all came in me, except for my partner (he has incredible stamina!) I think this all went on for almost 1.5 hours of non stop Double Penetration of my hole which was so loose by now and cum was running down my legs as I stood up. That's when my partner told Rob lay down and that he wanted to show the group how well I could take two 11" cocks up my cunt and they did exactly that! They went full power on my hole and plowed my hole so hard, we were all moaning like animals for nearly 30 minutes till the both nutted in me! I was both exhausted and yet my hole was buzzing from all the pounding and loads I received wanting more!! after a short rest that we all grabbed a drink and chatted a bit I was placed back on the sling, this time they wanted to really open me up even further so I was fed more poppers as my partner showed them how well my used hole opens up as he began inserting his fist, using only the loads that they all dumped in me. i just love how feeling my partner fill me up like this can be both so intimate and yet so sleazy in the situation! he began putting on a show for them and went deep slowly till I was having another anal orgasm (by this point I came handsfree like 4-5 times already lol) And again, a train of men fisting me began, I was shivering from all the attention I was getting, a fist in my hole, hands groping me all over and a dick in my mouth. A total pig! At one point my partner was in my mouth and loudly asked if I was thirsty, I knew exactly what he meant and just moaned, he understood the sign and I began feeling the warmth in my throat of his piss as he started flooding my guts. They all cheered again and as my partner pulled out his saved a bit of his piss to spray directly on my mouth and over my face. Oink! needles to say that they all took turns pissing in my mouth or on me (I guess it was good we told the hosts to prep with a rubber mattress 😉) I was in pig heaven! this went for a while and I had a fist in my at all time, at some point 2 guys stretched my hole with their hands, stretching me even further and then they started punch fucking me. I just couldn't believe how good it all felt and I just begged them to go even further. And hour later, when they decided it was time they wanted to dump one more load in me and they started fucking my lose hole yet again, it was overflowing with cum till one by one they began dumping their loads in me Of course I cleaned them off with my mouth like the good pig that I am (I fucking love ass to mouth!!!) This time it was faster and 40 minutes later they were all done loading me up, I was plugged with a big plug my partner brought with us and was release from the sling. it was hard for me to stand up, my legs were like jello lol Overall we spent 5 hours when I was the only bottom for the men to fuck, breed, fist and filled with piss as we said our goodbyes and were headed home in an Uber, I bet the driver could smell all the cum, piss and swear we were both covered with lol we arrived home, both well spent we headed to the shower as my partner unplugged me, shoved his big cock deep in me and dumped one more last load in me before I release 25-30 loads they all dumped in me and we went to bed, i was cuddled and had his ever hard cock in me As we fell asleep he whispered in my ear how proud he is of me and what a wonderful slut I am 🥰

I would want to first heavily inhale the scent of cum. Taste it in my mouth to fully appreciate what I am about to do. Then I would like to get on all fours, speculum keeping my pig hole open. A funnel making it easy to pour all the cum in my ass. I would arch my back to open up my guts to take in all the cum, and want someone to pour that entire fucking jar deep in my guts. If it starts overflowing I will get upside down to let gravity push the semen deeper into me. Once it is done I would want a big buttplug up there to complete my transition into human cumjar. Once the cum is nice and warmed up, ideally someone would felch it out my ass and feed it to me.

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Kinda figured it out by myself, do it every day 💋

Yes. It makes it much better when a top wants to go for a long time in you.

A little bit of flexibility helps for sure. Mostly find a position that is comfortable for you and one where you can reach more easily. Some like to arch their back and reach behind them while on their knees. I prefer to be spread and reach down between my legs and work my hand inside slowly. Getting a good feel and stretch before the last shove. I have a pretty decent arm span which I guess helps with the reach and I'm pretty flexible still. Like any kind of exercise slow down or stop when anything feels wrong. Build up to it instead of trying to rush in. Lastly it might not happen, not everyone can do everything, so find someone who wants to put their hand there 😉

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I don't shave my hole for the same reason I don't shave my crotch: I hate the fucking ITCH! tried it in high school and college and couldn't take it. Luckily, my hole isn't a jungle, but I've got some hair. I also prefer to fuck a hairy hole. I love watching the bottom's hair cling to my cock like it's pulling me in.

The response is pretty overwhelming that verbal tops are better... However, as an introverted (mostly) top myself, give us quiet ones a chance. lol I try to be verbal sometimes, but it can be awkward - like some of you have said, I don't want to do the "porn talk". I always try to grunt or somehow let the guy know I'm blasting inside of him, for sure. As a suggestion, if you're with a top that's sorta quiet, initiate some talk...ask him how that hole feels, etc...that sometimes "breaks the ice" enough to get me a little more vocal with someone. Just my two cents.

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Untold Adventures Volume # 7 Jack’s Revenge ****************************************************************************************************** Earl walked through the door into the bar and most of the conversation died, He loved that. No one wanted to draw his attention. “I will have my usual” He said loudly and headed for his normal table which was quickly vacated. He sat and adjusted his red hat as he waited for Sarah to bring him his Old Milwaukee Light. Earl had refined tastes. Sarah set the beer down and quickly turned away but not before Earl slapped her on the ass “Keep them coming” he said grinning up into her angry look. Let’s face it, Earl was a small minded, MAGA bully. What he called “his due respect” was nothing more than fear. Earl did and said what he wanted. He had seven kids he knew of and didn’t pay a dime of child support. Their moms were all sluts anyway and they had all said “yes” sort of. Somehow the local police could never find Earl to serve papers on him though he had lived and worked in the same places for years, His brother being the Sheriff and his uncle being the County Judge might have had something to do with it. Accusations against Earl were somehow never really investigated and usually anyone who made those accusations found that every time they pulled out of their driveway they were speeding 30 miles over the limit before they had gone a block. Jack, the one guy who had had the balls to beat the ever living shit out of Earl after Earl had attacked him without provocation in front of a dozen witnesses because he didn’t move out of Earl’s way fast enough sat in state prison for 5 years without parole because the Judge had declared it a “hate crime” and never showed his face in town again after he was finally released. Earl had heard that he was doing gay porn now. “It figures that he was a faggot” Earl thought snorting when he found out As Sarah brought his second beer Earl belched and announced “I won an all expense paid trip to some resort down in the islands. I just know you will all miss me while I am gone” Silence As Earl got drunker he blathered on and on to an increasingly empty bar about how many of those island girls he was going to bang and about 2 am he staggered his way home A knock on his door at precisely noon work him and a limo waited outside. The driver waited while a bleary Earl showered and threw some clothes in a bag. Earl wondered as he was in the shower what all the noise was. It sounded like a convoy of semi-trucks was rolling into town. As he walked to the limo he saw National Guard transports in front of the Sheriff's office, Town Hall and the local courthouse and shrugged. He would find out what it was all about when he got back He was driven to the airport and complained loudly 0n the plane that his seat was in coach and that there were no pretty female stewardesses on the flight, only shutting up when a Federal Marshal who happened to be on the flight told him “One more word and I will have them land this plane and have have him in jail so fast your head would spin.” The rest of the passengers cheered the Marshal as he returned to his seat. Earl caught his connecting flight down to the islands and then the flight on the small prop plane to the resort he checked into his room and then called the front desk because his door which was one of only a few pink ones in the resort would not lock or even stay completely closed “We will get right on that! To compensate you for the trouble just give your name to the staff in the main bar and drinks will be on the house” came the reply Earl found his way to the bar and as promised the drinks were plentiful and free “Where are all the girls?” he asked in a slurred voice later A man slipped into the booth Earl was sitting at and said “There are no girls here Earl. this is a gay resort” Even drunk as he was Earl recognized Jack, they had grown up in the same small town “What are you doing here faggot?” he asked “Oh, I’m just letting you know what you are in for this week. As I said this is a gay resort and you are here on the very special ‘Gang rape and poz me week’. The men in rooms with pink doors have all agreed to be used by any man or group of men in any way no matter how rough. No actual violence that causes permanent injury is allowed unless you count being infected with HIV as such but slapping or holding someone down who is saying “No” and “forcing" them” is perfectly fine. You consented to all of this, on camera, with the front desk clerk urging you to read what you were signing. I believe your response was “just give me my room, I’m eager for all the fun and games this week” which may have been a poor choice of words, oh and our lawyers tell me that island law considers written consent to trump any rape claims made. I guess the lawmakers here like to cover themselves” Jack said. It was more consent than several girls in their home town had given Earl “No little faggot is going to rape my ass” Earl said as he finished his 10th extra strong mixed drink “Get out of my booth unless you want to go back to prison, faggot. I’m sure my brother and my uncle can arrange it again” then he snickered to himself. He sis not even notice that it was Jack and a chubby man who got him back to his room with it’s open door or that they stripped him naked and tied him face down spread eagle on the bed and waited for him to sleep it off When Earl woke he had a splitting headache “Drink this” someone said and the bed sagged a little as a chubby naked ass sat on it. A straw was put in his mouth and something that tasted like a sports drink filled Earl’s mouth “Got to keep you hydrated “We wanted to wait till you were awake to start” Came Jack’s voice from behind him and Earl tried to turn over. It was then that he noticed he was bound hand and foot. “Let me up you faggots!” he raged “You know Jack, he’s a really good actor” the other voice said “Maybe you could get him a job in porn. I almost believe he doesn’t really want to be raped” “Would you like to go first Babe?” Jack asked “Oh that’s so sweet of you!” came the reply Earl felt a large soft belly settle on his back and then a stubby but thick cock punch into his hole and screamed “I’m going to kill you faggots” as he was fucked for the first time and quickly bred Taking Jack’s huge porn star cock was a bit more difficult and he screamed for different reasons while Jack who lasted much longer fucked him for almost an hour before shooting deep in his guts “There are your first two poz loads” Jack said as he pulled out of Earl. They put his red hat on his head and walked out of his room leaving the door wide open, It was the general consensus that “Maga boy” as Earl came to be known was the best roleplayer at the “Gang rape and poz me” event. He sounded so earnest as he pleaded to be set loose, saying he was straight and even made up a great backstory but the TV in his room played a constant loop of him signing the consent agreements and saying he wanted to get to the “Fun and games” One couple in their 40s both massively muscled and hung untied him and forced him to shower about halfway through the first day then took him back to the bed and “forced” him loving how he “fought” them. They took care of Earl that week making sure he showered and ate. By the end of the week Earl was calling them both “Daddy” and submitting to them willingly though his eyes seemed a bit glazed. Earl actually cried when they untied him for the last time, hugged him and said if he was ever in their city to look them up for a nice scene On the flight back to the states Earl came back to himself somewhat so when federal agents were waiting for him when he touched down on U.S. soil he actually tried to run. He was arrested on civil rights charges as part of a conspiracy involving his brother and uncle and faced a slue of state rape and assault charges as well. That’s what the National Guard had been doing in town when he left, Subduing the local police and arresting almost all of the local authorities Earl never saw the outside of a jail for the rest of his life when his federal sentence was up he was 65 and went off to start his state sentences. He did file a complaint about what had happened to him at the resort and the feds forwarded it on to Island authorities but somehow it never got investigated ************************************************************* Comments and suggestions welcome Scanbu

I mean both ! Love to feel the raw dick fucking my hole up but then the hot load inside is the cherry on top. Also I feel like if a guy doesn’t cum inside you it doesn’t count as an actually fucking lol 😂

It’s a kind off long description, but the experience I had was so horny I wanted to share here. Lots of bare fucking and cumming. Which this could happen more often. Last Tuesday on duty trip to Paris CDG. I was browsing in a heavy versa mood to see if anyone is close by (usually there are 4-8 guys online in short range). Managed to hookup with full bottom and after some horny chatting, and making each other crazy in the chat, we decided to hookup in his hotel room (on same floor as me luckily). When i walked in he was already on his knees waiting with his dick in a cage, a blindfold on and his mouth open. In no time i had my dick in his mouth and started to heavily fuck his skull. After about 5 minutes of doing this he mentioned if i was interested if another versa guy would join in. He was chatting with him for a while and wanted to fuck him as well and had desire to get fucked as well. I directed the bottom to the hotel bed and let him send a text message to the other guy. I put a good size dildo the bottom had in his room, to keep him filled while I would pick up the versa guy. I was a bit annoyed I had to put my clothes back on as the versa guy was in hotel across the street and couldn’t come up in the elevator, but sadly these days you need key cards for this in almost all hotels. The versa was waiting at the elevator and turned out to be a very nervous 19-year-old guy with very feminine characteristics and behavior. This made me pretty horny because I knew this would be a long fun night. We walked into the bottoms room who was still on his knees with the dildo up his ass, almost falling out. I directed the versa guy to lay on the bed in front of the bottom so he could start sucking him. Meanwhile I started to play the bottoms ass with the dildo, meanwhile lubing his ass well. After sometime I undressed myself and my dick being painfully hard I climbed up the bed and directed my dick up his asshole, and slowly started to fuck him, looking very intently to the fem versa guy. He even became more nervous and I could clearly see him enjoying getting sucked. He had a very large dick 23cm, bigger then mine, and I wanted to see that dick banging the bottom. I told the versa guy to change positions and I started to relax myself on bed and let the bottom suck me. The versa guy was a little inexperienced as he wasn’t very confident in fucking the bottom, but after a while he became more secure and started banging the bottom really hard. The bottom was moaning like crazy, and I took that as a queue to hold his head and force his head on my dick, forcing him to choke on my dick. The versa guy, couldn’t hold it in any more after about a good 5 minutes of doing this and said he was going to cum and asked where he could cum. I told him, to pull out his dick, jerk in front of his asshole and when he was cumming put it back in. This way I knew I would have a nicely cum lubed ass to fuck after. The versa guy wanted to clean his dick, but the bottom told him to offer his dick so he could clean. The versa guy clearly he hesitantly did as the dick was covered with a mix of cum, blood, and ass liquid. This, and the combination with the cum in his ass, put me over the edge rather quick as well. I directed the versa guy to sit on his knees and put his head sideways on top the ass of the bottom (still fucking him doggy). I told him to receive my cum and not swallow, but keep in his mouth to share with the bottom, to which he said yes. I started to cum in the bottoms ass, the first spurts filled his ass with more cum and started to pulled out and grab the head of the versa guy so he couldn’t go anywhere and put my dick forcibly in his mouth and finish my cum in his mouth. He struggled a bit, but didn’t take long to fully give in and fanatically slobbering on my dick to clean it. The versa guy then started heavily kiss the bottom and made it nice and sloppy. We talked a bit with each other and drank some vodka, and about 45 minutes the versa and myself got hard again and I started to kiss him. I looked at the bottom and directed him silently to start rimming the versa guy and make him ready to get fucked. I asked the versa guy to lay on his back and I climbed on him missionary and continued kissing him, rubbing my dick hard against his now wet balls and asshole. The bottom was meanwhile starting to rim me which gave me a lot of pleasure. Slowly I put my dick against the versa ass and pushed through and slowly started to fuck him, so the bottom could keep rimming me. At some point the bottom slowly put the dildo in my ass and I got stuffed while fucking the versa guy, while the bottom also played with my nipples. We fucked in this setting for about 10 minutes and I asked the versa guy and the bottom guy to sit on their knees next to each other. I started fucking the bottom guy first, knowing my I would get off quickly knowing I was going to fuck a cum filled ass. I quickly switched to the versa and flipped between them for a while. I decided to cum in the versa ass and came a second time up his gut. The bottom started to rim him after I climbed off, and enjoyed the few of the bottom rimming and jerking the versa guy, still on his knees. The versa guy was about to cum, and I couldn’t resist to grab his dick and jerk him hard, al the way through cumming making it nice and sensitive for him, while holding my mouth on his dick underneath him. He had a very large load and I swallowed everything. It was 03:00 by now so we decided to get back to our rooms. The bottom told us he was so happy about this experience and asked I few could do it again in the morning, asking if he could also cum. We continued the session at 08:00 in the morning again for an hour before breakfast. We all had a good orgasm again and had a nice start of a long working day 😊

Mark tossed and turned as the memories tormented his dreams. His own commander handed him over to Farid, the local warlord he was in league with helping him smuggle opium. Farid was supposed to make sure he vanished leaving his commander and fellow soldiers without blood on their hands. He had been stripped naked and herded towards the large walled house that was Farad's base a mile or so away as Farid rode in a jeep watching. After several attempts to run his wrists had been bound in front of him and a long rope attached by which he was led by the smirking warlord . When he reached the house he was taken to a room that seems luxurious and his wrists were chained above his head to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Farid had entered and walked around him touching him on his ass gripping a cheek then run his hands over his arms testing the muscles there and finally down to his chest stroking the smooth skin between his pectorals. Mark’s body had always been virtually hairless, a small light brown bush above his cock and a dusting of fine hairs under his arms. “Such a beautiful girl you are” Farid said in heavily accented English as he examined every inch “If you can't tell the difference between a man and a girl you are blind or crazy” Mark snarled back “It would be such a shame to waste one so beautiful” Farid said the front of his loose pants showing a large bulge “I think I will spare your life and instead take you as my new wife” and he leaned in to kiss Mark’s helpless lips thrusting his tongue into his mouth then he stepped back and commanded “prepare her for the ceremony” and exited the room “I’m a man!” Mark shouted “He won’t listen” came a soft voice from the side “His culture demands he only be with women so he calls us girls and makes us his ‘wives’. He killed the first cleric who objected and now they ignore the lie to stay alive. He has the loyalty of so many men and the opium brings him so much money that none dare challenge him” said a slim man dressed in silks. He wore what looked like a fortune in jewels and silver and moved in a particularly feminine way. “I was the first and I don’t mind. I loved him since I was a boy but thought we could never be together. This is a small sacrifice to be with him. I am Assad. If you listen to me your life here will not be unpleasant” “Except that I don’t think I will like being fucked by a crazy man. I’m fine with people being with who they want but I am into women only. I don't want to be another man’s wife” “For you it’s a choice between that and death. I think though you will not even be given that choice. With me it is love though he would never admit it. We were secretly lovers for years. With the others” and Assad indicated four other men dressed similarly to him but not as richly and with no jewels “they were all leaders of rival groups who challenged him. He broke them using their own bodies against them. They eventually gave in to the pleasure he brings and the hopelessness of the situation. There is no escape for them or for you” Mark noticed the other four men would not meet his eyes as they released his wrists and forced him into a perfumed bath and finally into the silks that seemed to be almost a uniform. Farid returned soon after with a cleric of middle years and Mark was forced to kneel next to the warlord as the cleric uncomfortably went through a ceremony in his own language Mark could not understand When the cleric finished Farid stepped in front of Mark and pulled his cock from his pants. It was massive 10 inches at leas darker than the rest of his body and heavily veined. One of the other “wives” pried his jaws open and Farid pushed that huge cock in. Mark’s one attempt to bite was rewarded with a blow to the head that made him see stars, He finally just let it happen actually hoping he would choke to death as Farid fucked his throat but Farid had done this many times and knew when to let him breathe The cleric watched with disgust as Farid pulled out till just the head was in Mark’s mouth and came giving Mark first load of many he would be forced to swallow over the next months He was raised to his feet and Farid kissed him deeply and reached behind him to grip his ass “Tonight I will truly claim you my new bride” That night he had been secured on his back with his legs upland spread wide as Farid took his anal cherry. He had taken his time and worked with fingers and small toys gradually opening the unwilling hole and then “Made love” to him repeatedly throughout the night filling his ass with load after load For the first few weeks Mark fought every time. The worst part was that while he hated every moment his body came to crave it he was mortified the first time his body betrayed him by cumming hands free while Farid fucked him on his back. Eventually he stopped fighting though he still hated it every time. The first time he knelt before Farid and sucked him without even a glare the warlord had gloated “Now you are truly my wife” and the next day Farid’s name in flowing Arabic script was tattooed onto his ass A few weeks later Farid had gone on a trip to sell his opium and secure markets that would last for a couple weeks and only took Hasan with him. The night after they left Mark was awakened by a hand over his mouth. It was one of the other “wives” “We get you out, you bring U.S. soldiers. Free all” he said in broken English and handed him his wallet and dog tags What followed was a night spent or running and hiding as he was led to within a mile of the border. Even with his ID and tags he had a hard time convincing the soldiers that this man dressed in torn, muddy silk clothes was a lieutenant in the U.S. Army. The Army had not raided the armed camp to save the men who had helped him escape because they were not "U.S. personnel" and it would have tipped off Mark’s old unit Mark woke up drenched in sweat in his bed at his parent’s house. This had to stop, His therapist told him the dreams would fade but lately they had come more and more often as a feeling of unease grew in him after hearing that The Army in a joint raid with the military of that country had destroyed Farid’s camp and base. He had found out that his four fellow “wives” had not been found and that rumors said they had been killed when his escape was discovered but most disturbing was that there had been no sign of Farid He rose and showered then threw some clothes in a bag. “Mom, dad I’m going to grandpa’s cabin for a few days” he yelled as he went down the stairs “Do me a favor and check the roof, see if it may need replacing soon” Dad called back as he went out the door He stopped in town to pick up some supplies to restock what he had used last time. They always kept a couple months worth of canned goods for the entire family there in the cellar under the cabin and you just replaced what you used They still called it “Grandpa’s cabin” even though Grandpa had been gone many years and Mark went there often to clear his head Mark parked out front and went to the breaker box to turn on the power as he stepped inside he relaxed. The beauty and isolation of the place calming his nerves. It was a three hour drive to get from town to the cabin through country lanes and then up into the foothills and finally along some tight cliffside roads and yet from the sheer cliff 100 feet from the front door of the cabin you could just make out the water tower the loomed above the center of town. It was less than 10 miles as the crow flies He slept like a baby the first night and rose early for a long walk along the cliff feeling better than he had in weeks as he returned and stepped into the cabin Suddenly a strong arm wrapped around him and a sickly sweet cloth was pressed to his face “Hello my pretty little wife” a heavily accented voice whispered in his ear as he passed out When Mark came back around he was on the bed, on his back, bound in a very familiar position. He looked around in panic and his eyes fixed on Farid sitting in a chair watching him, Assad hovering beside him looking odd in normal men’s clothing “So you are awake beautiful one” Farid said with a malicious smile “How?” Mark asked “Slipping into your country was easy, we have been living in your town for the last month and have followed you here twice now. You disappointed me. Where I come from a wife does not run away from her husband” “What are you going to do with me? You can’t lee[ me forever and you can't go back. I know you are on the run” “They think I am hiding in my home country, they will never find me here. As for you beautiful I am going to break you again and then make many videos of you willingly serving me. I’m going to addict your body to me and then when you feel you can not live without me I will ransom you back to your family. Your rich brother and cousin should be able to come up with enough to buy you back. Your brother is even more beautiful than you are. If I can get my hands on him I will steal him away along with his money and break him as my new wife. Then I will just torment you by posting the videos I make now and the ones of your little brother willingly serving me online" “Good luck ever breaking Tommy” Mark thought. He knew some of the games he and Zeke played. Tommy could take more than even Farid could dish out Then Farid stripped and got between his legs taking his helpless hole with expert skill and easily fucked a load out of him spending the next few days expertly manipulating his body and his mind. He broke completely within a week. He begged to be fucked like a good little wife. He willingly sucked Farid’s cock though a small part of his mind writhed in shame every time. He always had a chain attached to his ankle and secured firmly to the wall. Farid kept the key nailed to a tree you could see through the front door but that was 10 feet beyond his reach Farid used his facial recognition to unlock his phone and text his family that all was fine every couple days but after three weeks the texts became more insistent and they started to call/ Finally a call from Tommy came in and Farid handed him the phone “Answer it and convince them you are fine. If you don’t I will drive back to town and kill one of them” Mark clicked answer video call and Tommy appeared “Mark! Are you ok? Why haven’t you answered for days? Why are you shirtless? If you hadn’t answered today we were driving up there to get you!!” “Who needs a shirt when you are all alone in the woods little brother?” he said standing in front of the curtained window “I’m fine I just need some time to clear my head No need to drive up here” “Dale’s wedding is next week, you better be back for that!” “Dale has always been the sweetest guy in the world. You know I won’t miss that” “”I see those curtains are still there” Tommy said flatly Mark held up his phone to show the curtains. The fabric was a tacky print showing a topless girl in a grass skirt doing the hula, Grandpa had loved it, better and as he did he fumbled it turning it completely to the side for a second then bringing it back to show his face “Yeah I know they are your favorite” Mark said “You are sure you are ok?” Tommy asked “I’m just fine little brother. I will see you soon” Mark said and ended the call “Very good pretty girl” Farid said now on your knees and worship your husband’s cock Tommy stared at his phone as Mark hung up then he looked at Jeff who was sitting next to him “Something’s wrong” they both said “How do you know?” Zeke asked “First of all Mark hates going shirtless. He’s the only male in our family who is completely smooth and for some reason it embarrassed him. He used to wear a t-shit into the pool. Second. You heard what he said about Dale, He and Dale fought like cats and dogs when they were younger. Dale’s mouth got much worse when Mark left for military school. Third, Mark knows I hate those curtains. I waged a years long campaign to get rid of them but the rest of the family always said ‘they were grandpa’s favorite thing’ so they stayed” John’s husband Sal came over “Did you record the call?” he asked and Tommy nodded “Play it back for me” and he stood over his shoulder watching intently “Wait” he said suddenly when Mark fumbled his phone “roll it back just a bit” Tommy took it back frame by frame till Mark’s camera faced the side wall where a mirror hanging there clearly showed two other men in the room “Sal” Jedd said “How long will t take to get the entire security team here?” “Well…” Sal said hedging a bit “You mean he doesn’t know?” Zeke asked “He gets upset when he thinks we are going overboard for his security” Sal said sighing “Your entire team IS here patrolling the estate boundaries and the forest below along with the five I have here usually” We have security?” Tommy asked “What abut in at the apartment?” “Our doorman has more weapons on him than a small army, we have two guards monitoring the elevator, the stairs and even the entrance from the roof on closed circuit TV and also you and Jason both have a man who follows you to school, watches you between classes and follows you home. After the attempt was made on Jeff in Las Vegas I hired them. They will never get shot at you or Jason” Zeke said his nostrils flaring just at the thought Mike nodded “And they will never get a shot at Jeff again” Tommy looked at Jeff and Jason and said “I guess they do love us” Sal made a quick call and within half an hour ten men assembled in the back of the house “Equip yourselves for an armed extraction we have at least two hostels possibly armed and definitely dangerous Twenty minutes later they were on the road. Sal rode with Tommy and Zeke extracting every detail Tommy could remember about the cabin and it’s surroundings. They stopped a mile or so from the cabin and followed as their security forces ranged ahead of them looking for traps and guards As they approached the cabin Sal sent half the team to each side and they waited. Nearly an hour then Sal said after receiving the reports “It appears that there are only three people here. They crept closer and when they were only about 50 feet from the cabin they hid behind some low scrub and again they waited. The unmistakable sounds of sex came from the cabin though the words were indistinguishable then all was quiet After a few minutes the door opened and a slim man walked out holding two large buckets and headed fir a stream about 500 feet away . There was a well but it tended to go dry in late summer and the stream water always tasted so fresh. He was followed by a larger stockier man, shirtless with a pelt of fur on his chest who walked off into the woods with the air of someone going for a walk Then Mark came you a few feet. He was totally naked and a chain ran from his ankle back through the door. He seemed to be staring ar something shiny on a tree a few feet away. A look .though Sal’s binoculars showed a key nailed there With a defeated slump to his shoulders he went back inside. Sal made a few hand gestures and a black figure appeared by the tree yanking the key down then quickly went to the open door Mark looked up as the light from the door dimmed and a man in military gear quickly surveyed the room “Is there anyone else in here?” he asked quietly and Mark shook his head. Then he tossed Mark the key and in less than a minute Mark had freed himself, grabbed his pants from where they still lay after being tossed into a corner and was out the door racing to the bushes where Tommy and the others waited throwing his arms around his brother and clinging to him sobbing quietly There were quiet hugs all around, Tommy taking a few steps back to make room and then there was an arm around him and a knife pressed to his throat as Farid stepped from behind a tree and grabbed him “You will all drop your weapons” he said backing up towards the cliff dragging Tommy with him they all complied “What do you want?” Zeke asked feeling frustrated and more scared than he had in his life "50 million dollars deposited into an account in Switzerland. I will keep this pretty little girl till you arrange it. Maybe by the time you do she will want to be my wife as much as her brother does” “Leave Tommy out of this!” Mark said angrily “Will he break as easily as you did my wife?" Farid taunted backing further towards the looming cliff To his surprise several of the laughed “If you think anything you can do will break my Tommy you are a fool” Zeke said though he hadn’t laughed/ He was still too frightened “I love a challenge” Farid said Then Tommy’s hands snapped up grabbing the wrist that held the knife yanking it out then up to his mouth and biting it so hard the knife fell to the ground Farid’s yell of pain and the loosening of his other arm was all Tommy needed/ His strong, limber body, trained by years of dancing twisted and he broke free sprinting into Zeke’s arms Zeke clutched him and held him as if he would never let go Farid roared and started after him but someone stepped in front of him stopping him “No Farid it’s over” he said placing a hand on Farid’s chest “You will never make it out of here alive if you don’t stop” They were standing right on the cliff edge and as if to prove his words three red dots from the laser scopes of assault rifles appeared on Farid’s forehead “My Assad’ Farid said raising a hand to the thinner man’s face “I have always loved you, you were always more of a man than I was” then he kissed his lover with incredible tenderness as together they toppled off the side of the cliff choosing to end it together with the only person they had ever truly loved They all stared at the spot where had stood and then rushed to the cliff. On the bare rocks over a hundred feet below lay the broken bodies somehow still holding hands Sal, all business, took out his phone and made a call. Within half an hour an air ambulance helicopter landed in front of the cabin and a protesting Mark was flown to a nearby hospital, Tommy riding with him. The doctors kept him a few days because in his distraught state of mind he might do himself harm and then he moved into the estate. He could not faxe his parents right now Zeke hired the best therapist in the country to be on 24/7 standby and Mark started almost daily therapy sessions as he slowly came back to himself. The worst part was that while he did not miss Farid, in fact he hated the man, his treacherous body craved him His therapist explained that more than any drug sexual gratification combined with the twisted mind games Farid perpetrated on him and also the total obsessive attention Farid had paid to keeping him on the edge constantly were addictive. Mark’s protest of “But I am straight! Given a choice I would never touch another man that way” had been met by “Sexual orientation has nothing to do with where you can be made to feel pleasure. All men have the same nerves in the same places and they can be manipulated in the same way to bring the same pleasure. Your body is addicted to those pleasures not the man who caused them. You are no weaker than if you became addicted to heroin because you were forcefully injected every day” “How do I deal with this? How do I stop the cravings?” Mark asked “For the drug addict there is only one solution. Learn to live with the cravings. Since you are addicted to something that is not illegal you have a second. Find a way to scratch the itch… with someone sane this time though”

As someone who loves group sex as both a bottom and a top, I'm more about the fucking. I want all of the poles in my hole and all of the holes on my pole, if I do a good job there will be cum in my hole and none in my balls at the end of the orgy.

I’m mostly about the loads - I like being used by multiple tops and love the feeling of being sloppy when I’m getting fucked by the third or fourth guy. Plus it makes going ass-to-mouth even more rewarding.

I hate being poz. I hate having to take that fucking pill every day for the rest of my life. I hate that the pill I have to take every day to save my life is $100 each! I hate I have to worry about health insurance without which I would have to pay nearly $36,000 per year for a fucking pill. I hate having to go to the doctor multiple times per year to watch my blood levels to see if any of my organs are starting to fail from the drug or the disease. I hate watching my body age faster than expected and the doctors not knowing if its the virus or the meds. I hate I had to watch my best friend die because ALL meds finally stopped working and he had to die alone from Hodgkins lymphoma in the hospital because during COVID no one could visit. I hate watching my husband battle a god-damned rare disease which affects men with "well-controlled" HIV disproportionately and wonder if his next flare up will kill him. I hate the sympathy/pity from others when discussing my health. I hate the discrimination from men who won't have sex with poz guys even though I am undetectable and can't transmit it to them. I hate not understanding why someone wants this.

It was a beautiful summer day in rural northwest Georgia. Jay had rushed through his chores on the family dairy farm, anxious to enjoy the rest of this glorious day without the restraints of the normal grind of agricultural life. The fences were fixed, it was too soon to start cutting hay and pending any farm auctions that his dad failed to mention, Jay would have the day to himself. He rushed back to the house to change into some fresh jeans and a t-shirt and grabbed his bike. Soon he was coasting on the down the road with the wind in his face and the promise of a nice dip in the swimming hole a mile further in the valley below their farm. As he approached the swimming hole he could hear the inviting sounds of the water spilling from the culvert into the waiting pool. He stashed his bike in the roadside underbrush and was soon sliding down the bank and peeling out of his shirt. Jay was a handsome young man. Having just turned 18, he wished his body would catch up with his adult age. He was thin but solid, five foot ten, red cropped hair and blue eyes that were as deep as the perfect sky above him. He was probably 140 pounds soaking wet and he longed to be more bulked up like the man he felt he was. Jay was a smooth and his stomach was flat as the smooth slate rocks at the bottom of the swimming hole. His arms and legs were lean and strong from the work that he performed around the farm. He was soon under the shelter of the culvert where a person could stand without hitting the top of the tall and wide metal spiral that gave way to the watercourse of the creek that ran under the road above. It was a perfect place for a swimming hole as the water would pour from the culvert and drive an ever deeper hole in the center of the damned up water way. Jay could feel the sun on his chest and he stretched gloriously in the fresh country air, his nipples responding to the playful breeze. He leaned to remove his shoes and now felt the sun on his back. He set his shirt and shoes to the dry side of the culvert and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. He took his time and let the sun find each new inch of his exposed skin until he was now fully naked at the edge of this cave like shelter. The breeze licked at his growing bush of pubic hair and tickled at his young balls. It wasn't long before he was totally erect with the combination of the breeze and the sun hitting his white and rarely exposed midsection. Without another thought, he dived into the pool of water and immediately felt the chill of his skin going pocked with goose bumps as the cold spring fed stream surrounded him. He emerged from the water and laid back in the water and floated on his back. He laughed as he looked over himself, seeing his still erect cock jutting out like a periscope. He loved seeing his naked wet body. It made his lean body look leaner as he was impressed with the state of his growing muscles. After a short swim and a good hand scrub to remove the sweat and grime from his morning work, Jay lay on the larger flat rocks near the waters edge and let the sun and breeze dry his now frigid body. As the sun hit him full on, Jay was tempted to stroke out a load from his cut seven inch cock right then and there but the sound of chattering voices could be heard in the distance and he knew he wouldn't be alone for much longer. He trapeezed his way across the rocks and gravel with his bare feet, climbed up into the culvert and threw on his clothes as fast as he could. Before anyone came in sight Jay was off down the road on his bike and pedaling for all he was worth for the adventures that awaited him. He would take the old road that led into Alabama and then make a right to the yet unexplored side roads of what was known in the area as 'four corners'. Being a bit of a loner, he wasn't at all sad to leave behind the reverie of the oncoming kids that he could have spent the day with. Jay began to long again for the refreshment of the swimming hole as he pumped and worked his body to capture the top of the hill he now drove along. The relief to his young strong thighs and calves was wonderful as he finally made the top. Just in the short thirty minutes of biking he was already sweating and he wiped his forehead with the back of his arm as he surveyed his surroundings. Unseen to him before when he had come this way was an unexplored road that he had thought before was a driveway. Now it was clear that this was indeed a road and it led down an inviting hill and into the outside edges of the pinewood forests that filled this area. This is exactly what he had hoped to find. A new road to somewhere but who knows where? He pedaled to the head of the road and then began his decline into the forest ahead. Once again the breezes of the day whisked his sweat away and the scent of evergreens and new leaves filled his lungs. As he entered the forest he could see at the base of the hill a dog watching the road and then an ascending hill beyond this threatening guardian. He started to pump as hard as he could to gain as much speed as possible. He would need it to capture the next hill and stay well enough ahead of this looming dog. True to form the dog was a chaser and Jay easily passed him and flew up the hill beyond his territory where he gave up and trotted home. At the top of the next hill Jay relaxed again and slowed down to take in the beauty of this Georgia summer. The road flattened out now and wound through the pinewood trees. Every once in a while a chained driveway gave indication of someones summer camp. Up ahead Jay could see a sign along the road that actually stated that the road was closed. It should have been obvious to him as the road was in poor repair and there were plenty of rocks and potholes to dodge in the dark earthen path that steadily grew worse. The further he went, the worse the road became. Curiosity drove him ever further and the cool shade beneath the trees was a welcomes change from the bright summer sun on the more main roads. Jay's mind began to wander a little as he mechanically plodded ahead on his bike. At times he had to actually walk through and it was in one of these walking sections that jay noticed trash that littered the side of the road. It seemed to be someones dump deep in this wooded area. Jay dropped his bike on the roadside and began to weave his way through the scattered patch of woods. He soon found a smoked out fire pit, filled with charred wood and crushed beer cans. It was someones party spot. Jay then looked around at what he thought must be paper plates and napkins until the image of naked bodies began to form in his vision. It wasn't paper plates at all but a collection of pornography literally everywhere he looked. He leaned over to pick one up and his blood went cold. This wasn't just any porn, it was gay porn. This wasn't someones party spot, it was the scene one hell of a good orgy by the look of things. Being as young as he was, he only imagined this kind of stuff. To know it actually happened made his dick go instantly hard. In a frantic rush of excitement, Jay went from spot to spot finding more and more gay pornography strewn everywhere. Less than an hour from his home on bike, somewhere in a night long passed, a gay orgy had gone on in this very spot. He could feel the precum rise to the top of his hardened cock. Hours had passed and Jay would have never guessed it. he sat amongst the gay porn mags he had collected from the woods and goggled at page after page of the hottest naked men he had ever seen. His loins stirred for release as he read about the things they did with each other. Cocks were sucked, holes were licked and fucked. Descriptions of cum faced bottoms and alpha male tops breeding and conquering the more submissive men. Jay was going nowhere until he had gotten his fill of this glorious treasure trove of gayness. The feelings that he had felt through his younger years were now being confirmed. This was what he preferred too! He wished he could have hidden in the forest and watched and learned in person what he was now educating himself with. He was going to have to stroke one out. His balls ached for release. Two hours of hardcore eyeballing naked pages and reading about the life of gay men was too much for his young sex drive. As he turned to another page with yet another glorious naked man laid out in front of him, Jay heard a crack of twigs in the woods somewhere nearby. He leaped to his feet and ran for his bike but instead smacked straight into the arms of a man that had been watching him for some time. Jay apologized for trespassing and struggled to get away but the two dark haired arms held him fast. 'No rush to be leaving' said the man. 'Looks like you were enjoying yourself. This hard pole between your legs seems to confirm that' purred the man. Jay looked up into his rugged handsome face and just stammered words of completely unformed recognition. The man released his grip on Jays arm and placed it now on Jays hard cock and squeezed it through his jeans. Jay winced and yet felt himself melting into this mans embrace, whether hostile or friendly. The roving hand then moved to his tight young ass and pressed it between his large fingered hands. 'Nice' said the stranger, 'Very nice.' With that the man took Jays arm and twisted it behind his back. His other hand moved over Jays mouth and Jay could feel himself being forced forward into the deeper forest. They walked for what seemed to be twenty minutes. A cabin stood ahead of them and Jay could see a couple figures on the porch leaned against the wall with booted feet resting on the railings. 'Look what I found boys' trumpeted the man that held him. The two men on the porch dropped their chairs to the porch floor and stood up to get a better view. The stranger then kicked the back of Jays heels and sent him reeling backwards to the ground, landing firmly on his quivering ass. The two men sauntered off the porch and headed towards them. His captive pulled up his leg and slipped his tennis shoe and sock easily off his foot and then repeated the action with the other foot like a pop tab on a beer can. The two men coming towards them were now grinning from ear to ear. 'Nice one Bobby' they said together. 'I caught him at the end of the driveway rifling through our party favors' laughed the first man. 'Looks like he really likes what he found too.' Bobby now pulled me to my feet and pushed me over to a large tree on the side of the cabin clearing. He reached in front of me and lifted my t-shirt off my shaking body and then indicated to the other guys to each take an arm. I have never been a tree hugger but I now knew that I must have looked like one as they pulled my arms around the base of the tree and began tying my hands together on the opposite side with my shirt. Once I was secure I felt the big hot hands of Bobby probing my bare skin. His touch was like electricity and what I could see of him was heaven. His hairy arms were every bit the kind of manly arms I aspired to have. Those burly arms then reached down for my zipper and soon my bare ass was to the wind and my hard cock was up against the tree that I was now tied to. He lifted each leg in turn and pulled my jeans from me and then I was completely vulnerable and as naked as I have ever felt in my life. My head was not secured so I was able to look at all of them in turn and from what I could see they were all sold stocky well built men, two of them dark haired and one of them blonde. They all grinned at me and somehow I knew I would be alright despite what this seemed to be turning into. Now each of them began stripping. Hard cocks were soon bouncing up out of jeans and briefs, protruding out of the hairiest crotches I could have ever hoped to see. Just a few short hours ago I was seeing my first gay porn, now I was seeing it in person. Three sets of hands began fondling every inch of my body. I could feel full hairy chests rub against my shoulders or hairy legs brush against my bare ass and thighs. The warmth of their rough hands made me dizzy with pleasure and fear all at the same time. Soon they all backed up from me a couple of feet and I wasn't sure what would happen next. Then I felt the hot liquid sensation of hot water being jetted all over my ass and legs and back. They were pissing on my like dogs on a fire hydrant. The smell hit my nose like a pheromone and enraged me with lust. 'You are marked territory now' said Bobby. 'The three of us have just marked you as ours and you are now our bitch.' I trembled but said nothing. 'You found him' said one of the porch sitters, 'You should have first dibs.' I could then feel Bobby's probing hands split my dripping pissed-on ass and a single finger penetrate my hole. I was wet with both sweat and piss and when Bobby's furry body spooned up against me I could feel the end of his hard cock begin to slide into my trapped body. The pain was incredible at first but slowly I began to feel the heady sensation of pleasure as Bobby thrust in and out of my asshole. I could feel his sweat through his chest hair and its strong smell and he pounded away at my ass. After ten or so minutes of his working my ass he drove it deep into me and steadily increased his speed until he yelled out with pleasure and his balls shot ropes of seed into my worked over ass. Bobby pulled out and immediately a new scent hit my nose of the blonde guy as he took position and soon added his sperm load to Bobbys. The third guy must have been the biggest as I could feel the uncomfortable pain of stretching begin again. I was soon accustomed to this new cock and took his load as well without a word of complaint. Had I not been suspect of my own gay feelings this afternoon would have been nightmarish. As it was, I couldn't imagine somewhere that I would rather be. My virgin ass was now the property of three rugged men out in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. I carried their loads in my body and was dripping in their piss. It came then as a suprise to me that all three of them all of a sudden just picked up their clothes and headed for the cabin. I was left alone, tied to the tree with the sun at about two o'clock and me beginning to worry that I would never see home again. I tried to pass what seemed like eons remembering the events of the last hour. I had never seen such beautiful hairy men before. The blonde one was my favorite. His light hair against his tan skin was like a fuzzy peach, ripe and meaty. It made me want to pass out knowing I now carried that hot blondes spunk inside me like the bitch they told me I was. Bobby was probably the hairiest of the them and the sensation of his hairy body against me put me into orbit. The third guy was shorter but he more than made up for it with his large cock breeding me and stretching me further than the other two. I began to think maybe I needed to yell for them to let me go but somehow I didn't want to go. So I stood and waited for what would happen next. It didn't take long before I could hear trucks on the distant road. Unseen to me was a road through the woods that these trucks seemed to know. I could hear them coming closer and closer. I strained to turn and watch them approach. One had three men in the cab while the other had three in its cab and two in the truck bed. All of them were beefy solid country men from 30 to maybe 50 and it was obvious now to me why the other three had left. They had been busy collecting the rest of their party group to come try out their new bitch. Out on the porch the three came, whooping and laughing as the trucks unloaded. After rounds of chatter, hugging and back slapping the attention was now on me. I could feel the heat of eleven men staring holes through my body. I could hear them approach as leaves and twigs crunched under their shoes. I could hear the sounds of belts being undone, zippers coming down and clothes being stripped and dropped. My dick raged against the tree bark as I anticipated the oncoming scene. I felt the hot heat of piss. It was unending this time. I seemed to come from every direction. I felt my ass being pulled apart again and a new sensation hit me like a warm wave of bath water as a scruffy face buried itself in my ass and rimmed me into heady pleasure with a very talented tongue. It soon gave way to fresh air as he pulled away and then new pain as my ass was reopened for my fourth cock of the night. I could tell the afternoon was getting late as I stood there taking dick after dick. Each man came to a climax to the whoops of his buddies and the eventual breeding of my captive ass. It was as if the forest had turned to men and I was the only bitch within miles to mate with. My belly was full of seed. The sensation left me feeling like I had to piss and shit all at the same time. I had long given up and pissed on the tree while I was being fucked. Each time a cock was pulled out I could feel the cum slowly release from my well used hole and run down the inside of my legs. The last dick to approach my hole was Bobby. I knew it was him as soon as his arms went up on the tree again and his scent caught my recognition. Without even guiding his cock he slid into me like we were a matched set and he then gave me my 19th and final load of the day. When he was done, I felt his hairy torso collapse against my back and he kissed my neck with lingering affection. 'I know you won't tell anyone about this because I know you want more.' He whispered. I knew he was right. He then untied my hands and gave me my shirt. 'It's getting dark, you better start home' he suggested. I turned for the first time and looked straight on into the faces of the eleven men that had just given me a day in my life I never dreamed possible. They ranged from dark hair to blonde. A couple were bald and stood naked under the fading sun in all their glory. Some were shorter and one was a strapping 6' 5' or better. Everyone of them was beautiful and memorized in my mind. The blonde guy from the porch then walked up to me and knelt before me. My dick was soon enveloped into the velvety smoothness of his hot mouth. Each of the guys surrounded us and some played with my body while others kissed me. One of the bald men spread my ass and began rimming me again. Never once did they let me cum and now I was being rewarded in grand fashion as they heaped their collective sexual thanks unto my body. I began to tense up and breathe fast. The blonde pulled his mouth from my cock as ropes of cum shot three feet into the air in front of me, some hitting those that stood too close. The sensation of my pent up desire issued out of me like rushes of waves on an ocean beach. When the last blast left my body, Bobby handed me a pile of snap shots from an instant camera. 'Here's a little something to keep under your pillow.' he said. 'We are having a party next Friday at 7 and I hope you'll come back.' A picture of every man fucking my hole and candids of the guys standing around watching filled my grateful hands. 'The road is right there. Just follow it out and you'll find your bike waiting right where you left it.' said Bobby. With that he kissed me and handed me the remainder of my clothes. I didn't even bother to dress. I just carried them numbly in my hands and headed towards the road. Just before I got to the road I dressed and painfully climbed unto my bike. It was a no brainer to hit the swimming hole one more time when I arrived. The fresh cold water brought me to my senses and I let my first sexual experience wash to the back of my mind to be hidden and stored for many a night of recollection. I felt like a fish that had been caught and shown off like a trophy and then returned to its watery home. I was a 'catch and release!' Supper never tasted so good and next Friday could not come soon enough.

[think before following links] https://x.com/gayhorny4cum/status/1782480631684853979?s=12 I’m the bottom guy in this vid …

I use my mind. Seriously, when I am into it I am unstoppable.

I always laugh at the ones that go something like this: Them: You looking? Me: Yes Them: You host? Me: Yes Them: Address? Mind you, at this point they don't have any stats or pics in their profiles, nor have they expressed anything about what they're into or looking for...do they really expect me to give them my address?

Part 2. Tom's play in that Friday night game was flawless. The team shut out the opponent. They showered, picked up the bags and headed to board the bus. It was a new bus driver who really didn't know the guys and they didn't know him. After about 15 min on the road, a few players were dozing. Tom only wished he had had time for an ice bath. Although he did a great job on the field, he had a problem between his legs. That ice bath would have taken care of it. As the bus pulled up there were few lights on. Coach preceded the boys into the building. Dorm A was for Seniors, B was for remaining players. A was much nicer than B, but the younger guys expected it to be so. Coach called a quick meeting as he handed out locker keys and bed assignments. Neither dorm had a direct exit to the outside. Everyone entered and left through the main reception area. Staff was off duty for the night and would return at 7 in the morning. The guys sat patiently in the reception hall waiting for the talk about rules. They were always the same. No one leaves the building after lights out. Wake up would be 7 and breakfast at 7:30. PT at 8:30 and then canoes, swimming, a few pickup games and cards. Coach had each player bring a Tervis lidded mug. He wanted plenty of fluids to avoid dehydration. Coach never let guys share. Too much danger of an infection among the entire team. He filled the mugs with sports drinks himself. Collected them and refilled them every two hours. Unbeknownst to the team, he would add a little something extra to intensify the team's ability to concentrate on the business at hand. But Tom always got a little something extra, something coach had cooked up a mixture of sexual stimulants. He knew Tom would never be less than half hard and much of the time, rock hard. Coach knew that Tom was 19 and fair game. He also knew he could make Tom want some private Tom with Coach. Saturday morning passed. The guys broke into groups, some swimming. Tom wanted to canoe and too Reed, his favorite receiver with him. The paddled leisurely around the lake arriving at a quiet cove. Reed hat set his watch alarm so they wouldn't miss the next 2 hour dose of sports drink. The day was unusually warm and the boys wore only shorts. Each had applied sunscreen and helped the other with back. Tom noticed a tingling as Reed rubbed the sunscreen on him . Odd he had never felt that before, but worse was the total hardening of his constantly half-hard cock . He chalked it up to not getting any from the girl for too long. Reed just kept saying, Tom you are the hairiest guy I have ever seen. Your shoulders and back are hairy. Your front is a fur coat and your arms and legs are covered. Are you sure you aren't one of those mythical creatures, you know man top goat bottom. Tom replied that he was just virile and check feet, hairy but not hooves. Reed gave him a shoulder bump and laughed. Paddling back to the camp, the guys talked about futures. Both wanted to go to college. Reed said the pussy would be wild and free. Tom felt a drop of precum ooze out with that. Damn, that cock was rock hard again. He had to get in Jan's pussy and soon. But he knew Monday would be with coach. He'd have to find time to get Jan out for a ride in the country. Then he'd ride her like one of those goat legged creatures with big cocks

“Sit there” Zeke said to Alex the next morning pointing to a stool Zeie, Tommy and Jason settled onto the couch as he complied sitting on the stool and facing them “I will start by saying that this is not a negotiation. As a slave you have no right to object to the will of your Owners. The only rights you do have are food, shelter and aftercare if you need it. None of us will cause you any injury more serious than some light brushes If you can not accept any of the terms dictated to you them walk away now and there will be no hard feelings.” Alex nodded that he understood .“The first thing you will do is get a job. A real job not selling your ass or cock. I will provide you with a phone that has a GPS tracker and you will keep it with you at all times. You will also keep a diary accounting for every minute of your day and it will be checked against your GPS. You will also take over all cleaning chores here and the apartment will be kept in good order. Jason will continue to do the cooking, shopping and outside errands. You will be sexually available to the three of us at all times” Zeke said “That should be enough for now but it’s subject to change at any time. You are the kind of person who likes to push your boundaries. Don’t. The first time you step over the line you will find yourself on a plane back home within 24 hours” Zeke promised “I’m going to give you time to think about it. The three of us are going out to lunch. We will be gone for about two hours. If you decide no then fine. If you decide yes then I expect to find you naked, gagged, bent over that stool and handcuffed to it" He indicated the gag and cuffs on the coffee table "You will be then infected with HIV and your year of slavery will begin” Zeke finished and he, Tommy and Jason rose and left Over lunch they discussed the odds of Alex accepting and then if he did how long before he broke a rule. “Those rules you set might keep him from fucking half the city but I noticed you did not forbid him to fool around with others. You just made it really difficult” Jason said with a grin “I also don’t intend to let him get off more than once a week when he is with us. I gave him a lot to do and told him he had to account for where he was but I didn’t say he has to be in the apartment during any free time he has. I left him lots of loopholes. I want to see how creative he gets if he accepts” Zeke agreed “The goal is to let him think he is getting over on me till I yank the rug out from under him” They all laughed When the elevator door opened Alex was cuffed and gagged, his vulnerable neg ass on display with it’s smooth cheeks and just a few hairs around the hole Without saying a word Zeke dropped his pants and roughly pushed inside the defenseless hole and the gag muffled a loud protest. Alex may not be a virgin but this ass was seldom fucked “What was that? Remember you no longer own this body. It’s my property to use as I see fit” Zeke said grabbing the slave’s hips and punching the rest of the way in with his 10 inch toxic cock roughly preparing Alex for insemination by his virus Tommy walked over and bent down “Poor neg boy” He said in mock sympathy “Let me take your mind off the pain” and he clipped a small weight on a 6 inch cord to each of his nipples with vicious alligator clamps watching them swing as Zeke fucked him Alex yelled into his gag butt it didn’t sound like a protest this time... much Jason came over and knelt on the other side “Here let me help” he said kneeling then reaching between his brother’s legs he caught the large swinging balls and hung another larger weight swinging on a leather cord to them looping the cord several times before tying the knot. He did note that the cock attached to those balls was rock hard and dripping pre Zeke began to hammer the neg boy’s ass, the weights swung in time with his thrusts, enjoying his victim’s pain all the more because he was in this position of his own free will. “Here comes my virus to infect you slave. You chose this and there is no going back now! You will carry my HIV in your blood as long as you live. It’s what you deserve” he whispered in Alex’s ear as with one final thrust he shot the load that would change this man’s life Alex did not need to learn how to dominate others. He needed to learn that domination was always a choice, a negotiation. You could use every ounce of persuasion you had, every hidden desire in their mind but though it had never happened to Zeke if the mouth was saying no and the body was not willing no meant no. It was that thin distinction. That hint of a moral compass Alex had to learn. Zeke had been drugged and raped himself and in his therapy sessions since then he became uncomfortably aware of how close he had come to the line in his own life though he could honestly say he had never crossed it All this flashed in Zeke’s mind as he pulled his cock out of the charged up hole and Tommy mounted for his turn breeding their slave Zeke knelt down and released the clamps on those stretched nipples allowing the blood to flood back in making them hurt even more than they did before for a brief moment and then settle into a steady dull ache Tommy quickly shot his load then Jason fucked his brother for the first time in his life. Alex had always been on top with him and Jason’s jabbing thrusts at different angled showed that revenge was sweet as a third toxic load followed the first two Zeke uncuffed Alex and shoved a thick plug up his ass “You will keep that in till tomorrow morning unless we decide to fuck you again. Now clean up this area, wash up those dishes and I think the bathroom needs some attention” Alex reached for the cord around his balls but stopped at a barked “leave it!” from Jason followed by a smirking “Oh and no jerking off either, you only cum in this apartment with permission and for now it’s denied” Alex glared daggers at his brother and Jason said “That look earned you some time over my knee and 10 strokes with a paddle. Want to go for more?” then grinned evilly as his brother looked down and began to clean “Well done” Zeke said proudly They used Alex constantly for a couple days then ignored him for almost a week while he looked for and found a job in a bakery of all things. He worked the overnight shift and slept while they were at work and school. “You smell so good” Zeke said one morning as he fucked him leaning down to take in the smell of fresh baked bread that still clung to his hair The first weekend they flew to the estate Mike and John were in town. The rest of their family had obligations and Alex spent most of two days in a sling learning the difference two little inches could make Mike and Zeke had a few long talks with him about their experiences and the responsibilities of being a dominant. “He’s going to come close to matching us someday. To bad he’s not hung enough” Mike said in his condescendingly superior voice when he and John were sitting apart watching the three younger men in the pool “Douchebag” John said and Zeke laughed “And I’m sure Jeff would love to hear that he’s not hung enough for you” Zeke said Having a 12 inch cock made Mike somewhat of an elitist. He grudgingly admitted that at 10 inches Zeke might be big enough but apparently Alex’s 9 inches just was to small for a proper Dom “You realize that if he had an average cock he would probably be the subbiest bottom in the world” John said watching Mike out of the corner of his eye “I would have made him my personal bitch years ago” Zeke nodded also watching Mike “Fine!” Mike said a bit sullenly “Cock size is not everything, attitude and looks count too. You two never give me an inch do you?” “I gave you 12 once” Mike’s equally hung brother reminded him and Mike glared at him “You have no idea how much I would have paid to see that” Zeke said “Jeff has a video” John grinned “To this day he swears a little angel and a little devil who both looked just like Mike told him to bring his phone and hurry. He may show it to you if you ask nicely” “He better not” Mike said darkly Needling Mike with John was one of Zeke’s favorite things to do A couple months later Zeke quickly figured out that Alex was fucking the gay couple on the third floor when “In the apartment building” started appearing in his daily diary of where he had been. The GPS showed him there but the security cameras showed an empty apartment, He would sneak down when he could get one of them alone which was surprisingly often since they they both knew full well that Alex was fucking their husband “behind their back” it was a game they played After this had gone on for several months Zeke invited the couple up for a dinner which Alex served in a bowtie and nothing else and they amused everyone but the waiter with tales of hiding in the closet watching their husband get fucked and showed several videos on their phones of Alex’s ass rising and falling as he pounded one or the other Though he Tommy and Jason shared something special he found that while Jason loved him as a brother none of them grew very attached to Alex and at the end of his year he moved out on his own. His rise at the bakery had been meteoric due to the fact that he was fucking the owner twice a week and he was now night shift manager with a nice salary. Zeke felt that while he was still reckless he had learned all that he could from him, He was a little surprised when Alex asked Mike to give him the same biohazard tattoo Zeke had adding the words “Want to join me?” below it

Hope you guys enjoy...always welcome feedback: Part: 1 It all started one weekend while the wife was out of town visiting her mother but I am getting ahead of myself a bit. I am married as you can tell, mid 30’s, white, and middle class. I had been married for 10 years but we didn’t have children. I had known I was gay since high school but at the time my family expected me to get married and lead the hetero life so I did. Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife, but she is really more a friend than anything else. We don’t have sex often, and it becoming more sporadic. I had never been brave enough to do anything behind her back, but given the lack of sex I was so horny. I enjoyed scrolling through the craigslist ads and jerking off fantasizing that it was me being used. This particular weekend the wife needed to go out of town, her mom was sick and she decided it was probably best if she went to visit her for a couple weeks to help her out. As she drove away to the airport I could hardly contain the hard-on in my pants thinking of my jerk off sessions to come. It was late Friday night when I stumbled upon the ad on craigslist. It had been a long day at work, the wife was out of town, I had a few beers to relax and settled down to jerk off in front of the computer. The ad caught my eye, I wasn’t sure if it was legit but I was heavily intrigued: Headline: Looking for Bottoms for APP AD: We have a great new app for bottoms that love to take dick. It is like Uber but for loads. If you are interested in being part of the app shoot us an email with your information and we will send you a link to download and log in details. Just like Uber, just flip open the app when you need cum and we will match you with the closest available top to breed your hole. We have two levels of membership: *Silver: Newbies *Gold: Born to be bottoms Everyone starts with Silver, if you like the app and think you are ready to handle being gold, we will test you and if you pass you can upgrade your account. Our only rules are that bottoms are to take any and all loads assigned on the app. We are all inclusive and do not body shame. Your privacy is our main concern. So what are you waiting for? Shoot us a note! By the time I got to the end of the email I was rock hard. Not sure if it was the buzz I had going on or the lack of blood to the brain as it all rushed to my dick but I clicked the link and shot them a note. I finished jerking off and passed out on the couch in front of the tv, didn’t even give it a second thought.

I'd rather they just have me restrained, blindfolded and ring gagged (possibly ball gagged) and then have them just shove their piece of meat into my tight, twitching, hairless boi pussy. Might as well get it over with, instead of prolonging the agony. Wait, maybe I'd prefer the agony....🤔

I sighed and put my iPad down on the coffee table in front of me. “Babe” I called out, “come take a break before you make yourself crazy.” A few moments later Stone slouched into the room, looking thoroughly pissed. “I don’t get it” he said. “Can’t people just hit the Back button and move on to something they do like? It’s not like I’m getting paid to do any of this, or trying to get famous from it. I mean, my stuff is out there for people to enjoy for free, so why the need to be negative if they would prefer something else?” “I know” I replied, “but I did warn you about reading the comments.” “Yeah” he grumbled, as he sat down next to me and I put my hand on his leg. “But I want to see what people who do actually like my sort of stuff have to say in case it gives me some more ideas or helps me to make the songs better. I spend time doing this stuff in a way I enjoy myself, and I like talking to other people who have similar tastes.” Stone had recently decided to start posting music he had been making, which was a mix of his own songs and covers of others, delivered in a very different way to the originals. His videos were of him performing live, but he obscured most of his face and applied a black-and-white filter to avoid getting recognised. He had no plans to try to make something out of it, and was just doing it in his spare time for his own enjoyment and to hopefully entertain a few others. He was, however, leaning the hard way about what the internet was really like. “Listen” I said, “how about we have a bit of fun to work off your frustrations, and see if maybe that stirs up some more positive thoughts for you?” “Oh yeah?” he asked, turning to me with a smirk. “Would this ‘fun’ involve me pounding you into next week by any chance?” “I’d definitely be up for that” I chuckled, “but I was thinking more of following up on a lead I’ve had.” “A lead?” he asked, looking quizzically at me. “Jason” I said. “Found out a bit more about what happened, and where we might find him.” “Well, that does sound promising” Stone said. “But unless we’re gonna find him waiting outside right this minute, I think we might have to go with my idea first.” I laughed out loud, but also knew he wasn’t joking so duly got off the couch and started to pull down my shorts. Mere moments later I was bent over the dining table with the man I loved working out the frustrations of his evening in my hole. Once we’d recovered from the rather frenetic fuck, we got cleaned up and then headed out. Having been kicked out of the apartment he had shared with his now ex-girlfriend, Jason was temporarily staying with a mutual friend who had got curious about his nighttime absences and had thus followed him out one evening. Unbeknownst to Jason, this mutual friend was quite into what Stone and I had been doing, so had let me know what he had found out and promised to message me when his new housemate went out. Such a message had arrived just as Stone was erupting inside of me, and we were now en route to the park he had told us about. After parking nearby we split up to look around, keeping our phones to hand to quickly message each other. There were a few guys hanging around who seemed like they might be cruising, but others who I thought were probably seeking or selling drugs, making it far more likely the police would be nearby. ME: Keep an eye out and be ready to run. Drugs. STONE: OK. Fortunately it was just a minute after sending that message that I caught sight of Jason, standing by a tree looking at his phone. He seemed to hear me approach as he put it away, stuck his hands in his pockets and looked up to see what was going on, his expression changing the instant I came into a pool of light from on of the few dim lamps around the place. “Greg” he muttered. “What the fuck man?” “Hey Jason” I said. “Been a while.” “Get out of here” he growled. “No fucking way” I replied. “Not without getting you out of here too.” “Who sent you?” he asked, glowering at me. “No-one” I half-lied, “but I heard what went down and we want to help you.” “We?” he said, pulling his hands out his pockets and balling his fists. “I’m here with Stone” I said. “What the fuck” he whispered. “Why don’t you come with us and we’ll talk about it?” I said. “Before the police get here again.” He glared at me, but eventually nodded as he pushed himself off the tree he had been leaning against. I started walking back in the general direction of the car, typing out a quick message to Stone so he’d meet us there. None of us said a thing as we got to the car, Jason climbing in the back while we got in the front. After watching a darkened patrol car glide past us towards the park we had just left, I quickly pulled out and set off, doing some cursory checks to make sure we weren’t being followed, particularly as I didn’t know if Jason had anything on him that could be a problem if we were pulled over. Once I could see we were clear, I decided not to freak him out too much by taking him to ours and instead headed to a bar we knew that afforded its patrons with high-sided booths and plenty of privacy. Jason said nothing as we entered, so I got him the same rum and coke I remembered him drinking on set back in the day, while opting for plain cokes for me and Stone. “What happened man?” I asked Jason, once we’d been sat in a booth in silence for a bit. “Nothing happened” he quietly replied, staring at his drink. “I wasn’t doing nothing, had all my clothes on, had no drugs, no cash, so they had to drop the charges.” “You got lucky” Stone said. “Fuck off” he snapped, before letting out a deep breath and continuing in a softer tone. “Sorry man. Yeah, I know I got lucky.” “So what were you doing there?” I asked. Jason said nothing for a while, but we gave him time to gather his thoughts. Then, with a lot of initial hesitation, he started to tell us the story. His girlfriend, a performer herself, had wanted to spice things up a bit and had arranged for another of her female co-stars to join them for a threesome. Then after that it was a different female co-star, and then a third. But one night it was another man she had brought to their bed, who Jason knew worked on hetero, bi and gay films. The sex had all been about her, but then she had invited the same man back again and started taking things in a different direction. Jason was of course well used to fucking men on-camera so had not had any real issues at first, but it was once his girlfriend was asleep and the rum had continued flowing that the ante was upped. His girlfriend woke up to find him on his hands and knees losing his anal virginity. Thereafter it had solely been other men she had brought to their bed, and Jason had to get used to her expectations to see him bottoming. However, she had suddenly lost interest in all this and had stopped inviting anyone else into their sex life, cutting him off from something he had really started to get into even if he wasn’t ready to admit that out loud. The trips to the park had started initially when he was drunk and his inhibitions lowered, but he eventually began seeking out that release even when sober. He dressed it up as a new exercise regime that involved an intense nighttime run before bed, and seemed to get away with it at first. However, he had not known that his girlfriend was starting to suspect what he was up to, not least because he was no longer performing as well in the bedroom with her, so when he was arrested in a sting and had needed her to bail him out, the writing was on the wall for their relationship. He was out on the street the next day. “You know” I said, “you don’t need to go looking for it in such a risky way, particularly when there’s other illegal things going down that attract the cops.” “Yeah” Jason mumbled. “We could help if you want” said Stone. “Give you somewhere to explore that side of yourself, where you don’t have to worry about it getting out.” “Plus, you know, we’ve both been on the same journey” I offered. Jason looked up at me, and fixed me with a stare for a while before speaking. “Do you think I’m gay?” he asked. “Doesn’t matter what I think” I said, “nor does it matter if you are or not. You just know now that it feels good, and you should be able to do something about that in private.” He carried on staring at me, before nodding and looking back down at his drink. “OK” he said. He swirled his finger round his glass, before picking it up and gulping down the contents. He slammed the glass back on the table, and then fixed Stone with a look. “Show me” he said, before sliding along the bench and out of the booth. Stone and I left our drinks on the table, and followed Jason out of the bar. He had some jumpy energy about him, so I pulled my cigarettes out of my pocket and offered him one. Once we had all lit up, I delicately probed a little further just to see what Jason would be most comfortable with, including whether or not it was actually us he wanted to explore with or if he just wanted our help. By the time we were stubbing out the cigarettes we had settled on him coming back to ours, so we got back into the car and drove home in silence. Jason didn’t seem to want to delay things with another drink, so we ushered him down to the playroom where he quickly stripped down to his jock. However, the big surprise came as Stone and I were getting naked, when Jason reached behind himself and delicately pulled a lubed plug out of his hole. Knowing this meant we could just get down to business, we urged him to get down on the bench so he could be comfortable, before Stone took up position and starting gently rubbing Jason’s hole with his cock. “Do it” Jason growled, ever so slightly pushing back. Stone looked up at me and winked, then focused on the inviting hole in front of him. He started pushing his girthy dry cock into Jason, content that no condom had been offered or requested, and assuming that there was already enough lubrication in there based on how wet the plug had been. Jason softly moaned as Stone slowly but firmly pushed into him in one go. My boyfriend held in position for a moment, and then began his thrusts which gradually got faster and deeper. Even with his head down on the bench, it was clear that Jason was loving it, arching his back like a seasoned bottom and letting Stone take full control of the pounding. It was so hot to watch, Jason’s toned body and tight buns seeming to just scream “bottom” now that I was seeing him in this position rather than hammering away as a vigorous top. I guess that our earlier rut had taken the edge off for Stone a bit, as he was showing incredible stamina while he pounded away. I decided to mix things up a bit while I waited my turn, so went over to stand next to Jason’s head to just see what happened. It took him a while to realise I was there, but when he did he propped himself up a bit and stared at the hard cock right in front of him while his body rocked back and forth. I stepped forward just a bit more to put it in range, and he stretched out a little and took the tip into his mouth. I let him have just that for a couple of minutes, before shuffling forward a little more to effectively force my cock deeper into his mouth towards his throat. He gagged a little, but didn’t pull off so I just went the whole hog and pushed until he’d swallowed it all. He was audibly snorting as he got used to what I suspected was his first spit-roast, but credit where it’s due, he never gave off any vibe of wanting either of us to pull out of him. Stone eventually started to reach orgasm, speeding up his pounding to a frantic pace until he slammed into Jason and held position while he unloaded. His breathing was ragged, and it took him quite some time to calm down and pull out. He staggered back and slumped down on a chair at the side of the room, giving me my cue that it was time to take over. I pulled my cock out of Jason’s throat, and quickly repositioned myself behind him and slid into his cummy hole. I was already pretty heated, so picked up where Stone had left off with a rapid and energetic fucking, Jason responding by moaning and panting his desire for me to keep going. I didn’t last long though, and soon was spurting another load into our former co-star. I collapsed on the floor next to Stone, and we sat breathing heavily as we watched Jason just remain in position on all fours with cum leaking out of his gaping hole. After a couple of minutes he lifted himself up onto his knees, and reached behind to lightly finger and explore his hole. He then brought his fingers to his mouth, taking a taste of some of the deposits we’d left back there. I could only see a bit of the side of his face, but I thought I detected what could be a small smile breaking out on his face for a brief moment, before he then slid himself back and got off the bench. He went over to his clothes and started to get dressed, only turning to face us once he was fully clothed again. “Thanks” he said. “No problem” I replied. “You’re always welcome if you need more.” He nodded at me, and then in a flash was gone up the stairs and out of the house. Stone and I remained sitting for a bit, before hauling ourselves up and off to the shower. “He’s probably on prep” Stone said, as I climbed into bed next to him a while later. “I know” I said, “and honestly I’m happy just to help him get comfortable with being versatile if that’s all this turns out to be.” “Me too” said Stone, smiling. “He is hot as fuck, and clearly meant to bottom.” “Amen to that” I replied, sliding down and putting my arm across Stone’s chest. “It’ll be fun to watch him realise that for himself.” With that, we both gradually drifted off to sleep, safe and comfortable in each other’s arms…

The Fair Theater has a dark room it's only for the brave

Part 3 After we moved the clothes to the dryer, uncle Chester was still walking around with his impressive hard on. He was playing with it periodically as we moved to the living room. I was sipping on the remains of my now lukewarm coffee on the couch. Uncle Chester sat on the other end with his feet pointing towards me. He was playing with his dick in one hand, and going through his phone with the other. “I got to get this thing taken care of. All those photos of my younger days really got me horned up. I’m going to see if I can get someone over two drain my balls.” “Looking on Grindr I assume?” “Recon. The kinkier boys are usually there. I want these feet licked as well as my cock.” Uncle Chester lifted his legs and placed his feet in my lap. This close I could pick up the odor wafting off of them. “What kinks do you like Will? Maybe I can find someone on here for you too.“ “Oh, you don’t have to go through that kind of trouble. I don’t think I’ve really done much in terms of kink. I mostly just done sucking and fucking. I know I’m pretty boring.“ “Nonsense. You just haven’t branched out. What kinks have you been interested in?” “Um, maybe rimming, teabagging, wrestling.” “Fairly tame but it’s a good start. Ah, here’s a 65-year-old bear chub, who says he loves to sit on guys faces. You might like to eat his ass.” Uncle Chester showed me his phone screen. On it was a profile picture with bad lighting and a pretty shady looking fat old guy was looking menacing towards the camera. “I think his ass would eat me, ha ha.” “It’s an option. There’s no shortage of kinksters out there. While you’re here, I’ll be your wing man. What kind of uncle would I be if I didn’t help my nephew have the best experiences he can?“ “I appreciate it. I’ve always been open to new experiences.“ “Good. Here’s a good one for me. I think I’ll have him over for a nice romp in the sack.“ He showed me the profile. Slender 20 something year old. Light brown hair, still within his preferred type. “I’m sure he’ll provide you good service.“ I looked down towards uncle Chester‘s feet in my lap. He was rubbing my torso with his toes. His feet were big. Much bigger than mine. Even though the rest of him was fairly rough, they looked pretty smooth. Uncle Chester peered past his phone and saw me looking at them. “What do you think?“ He lift a foot up towards my face. I ended up holding it in support. The smell much stronger now. “They stink.” “It adds flavor. All the boys love it. Feel free to plant your nose in there and savor them.” he moved closer to my face “I’m not sure” “You mentioned you would do it for the right guy. You should know what to expect when you eventually do. Go on just humor me.“ He had a point. If I was going to do something like this with a guy in the future, I wouldn’t want to go in unprepared and embarrass myself. I pulled his foot close and pressed it up to my face, giving a long inhale. Immediately my head was spinning as the scent of uncle Chester’s dirty, sweaty feet were intoxicating me. “Wow, that’s intense.“ I suddenly felt a tingle in my nether regions. My dick was starting to react. Uncle Chester noticed as well. “What’s this? Looks like you’re responding to it quite well.“ He used his other foot, and started tapping my now stiffening cock. He spread his toes and gripped the head of my dick between them and pulled back my foreskin in slow stroking emotions. “Uncle Chester, should you be stroking my dick with your foot?“ “I’m not, I’m just inspecting your penis.“ He brought his other foot down away from my face and sandwiched my shaft between his soles. “Well this coffee is giving me a bit of harsh morning breath, so I think I’m gonna go brush my teeth.” I took his legs off my lap and got on my knees on the floor, digging through my mostly empty backpack looking for my toothbrush. “Yeah, me too. Haven’t brushed my teeth yet either.“ uncle Chester stood up to move past me, as he shimmied between me and the couch, his hard on tapped me against the side of my forehead, it made me jump a little. “Oh relax. You had my cock poke your ass and it was harmless. A little fascial action is practically PG.” “Yeah, I guess I’m still getting used to casual nudity.“ “OK let’s get you more used to it then. Hold still.” Uncle Chester put a hand on my chin and grabbed his cock bringing it close to my face. He lift up his hefty cock and brought it down across my nose, the smell of it assaulting my senses. He had it lay on my face there for a moment while I winced. Then he started sliding his cock all over my face, on my cheeks, my chin it was irradiating heat and I’m pretty sure some pre-got on me. “See? Nothing wrong with that.” “I guess so.“ “Like I said. Now get under my balls.“ “What?“ He then moved to straddle my face. He picked up his ballsack and plopped it on my forehead. It was very saggy and wet. He held my head in place as he moved his hips forward and back, sliding his large wrinkly ball sack up and down my face. He stopped below my nose, and it melted over my mouth and chin. He pulled my head into him. His cock shaft on my forehead, almost my entire face being absorbed into his mature scrotum. “That’s it. Just breathe that in. This is teabagging Will.” he moved his balls upward just enough so I could speak. “Yeah, uncle, I get the picture. You’re very slimy down here.“ “You think that slimy, try this” he pushed on the top my head and walked forward a little. My nose was sliding against his taint and that’s when I saw it. Chester’s dark puckering asshole was hovering over me. It was very plump and glistening. It had a very rugged texture that probably came with years of anal play. Slowly, it was coming down towards my mouth, opening and closing like a fat leach excited to latch onto something warm blooded. His hands pulling my head towards him as he squatted down on me. My lips were just about to make contact, probably a millimeter away. That’s when he released me and stepped aside. I was able to gasp and catch my breath. The musk of his crotch coated my entire face like a thick film. “See? You can trust me. Now that you’ve had all that quality time down there. You shouldn’t be shy about us having a little bit of body contact, right Will?“ I was a little dazed from nearly doing ass to mouth with my uncle. But he didn’t actually go that far. What with my ass getting poked by his cock and my mouth nearly connecting with his slimy doughnut, I had to agree that his dick slaping my face was fairly tame in comparison. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I replied, while internally trying to readjust my expectations of personal boundaries. If this was the sort of thing that was going to be common with him, then I guess I’ll just have to roll with it. “Oh, and if you ever want to plant your face in my balls, again, feel free.“ While getting tea bagged by uncle Chester wasn’t really a bad experience. I am not sure that I would actively dive in between his legs again. I mean, Chester is family after all. But his balls were quite warm. “Thanks I’ll keep that in mind.“ I rummaged through my bag again, and pulled out my toothbrush. I let out a sigh, and instinctively licked my lips. I could taste ass on my mouth. I think when uncle Chester moved to get off of me, his asshole did slide across my lips briefly. I brushed my teeth and we went about our morning fairly regularly. Both of us still nude. Uncle Chester told me that his dryer was semi-broken and didn’t have heat, so my clothes would take an extra amount of time to dry. I hadn’t yet gotten a shower. Chester maintained a lot of conversation, so it was hard for me to find an opportunity to ask if I could use his shower. It had been a couple days and I was a little grimy from traveling. Previously I could smell my BO, but now my face was covered in his ball sweat so the odor of his sack was constantly present for me. My thoughts kept going back and forth. Uncle’s free spirited lifestyle was fun and quite liberating. But letting his genitals touch me as casually as a handshake was very far from the norm. With other friends I wouldn’t mind it at all and would even enjoy it. But that would involve some sort of intimate component. Chester assured me there wasn’t a sexual component to how he behaves around me. But being face planted in his balls earlier definitely tested the limits of that, even if he was just fooling around. Uncle Chester kept sporting his hard on around the house, waiting for his hookup to arrive. He casually stroked it while he was making toast in the kitchen. I handed him jelly from the fridge and he smiled at me. He had such a warm disposition. When the toast popped up he had me spread the jelly, standing behind me watching. Then he stepped closer and his cock pressed on my butt crack. I was contemplating if that was okay. Since I had arrived, I looked at sex photos of him, had his pre cum drip down to my balls and ass, got my asshole poked by his dick, smelled his foot, got my dick sandwiched between his feet, and had his dick and balls rubbed on my face. Anyone I would mention that to would tell me thats all crossing boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. I know it may seem that way, but whenever Chester had the opportunity to take advantage, he didn’t. When his dick poked my ass with my legs over his shoulders he could have attempted to fuck me. When his ass was over my face he could have plopped it on my mouth for a forced rimjob but walked away instead. In conclusion I determined that Uncle Chester was good intentioned. He’s just very comfortable with his body. So I didn’t objected to his cock touching my crack in the kitchen. Sure it’s eccentric, but I feel safe with him. “When is your recon boy coming over?” I asked not moving my ass. Uncle Chester put his hands on my hips and wrapped his arms around me for a hug. His cock slid down my ass and went between my legs. I felt his tip hit my balls. “Soon, which is good. I really need to blow a load in someone.” “I can tell, your dick is poking my nuts.” “That’s okay with you right?” “Yeah it’s fine. It’s really warm.” “Your ass is really warm.” He was rubbing his hands up and down my stomach. “It is a little hot today so that’s probably causing it.” Uncle Chester stepped back, pulling his cock from between my legs and stopped below my ass. He grabbed his cock and slid it up between my cheeks stopping at my hole. “Nah thats definitely your natural body heat. I can feel it from your sensitive areas. I really need that trick to show up. I can’t wait to plow into that ass.” I felt him press a little against me. I was sure he wasn’t trying anything bad. Just like previously. “Hey Will, spread your legs and bend over the counter.” “Why?” “Because the recon trick is your hight. I might want to fuck him in the kitchen. I need a reference.” “Okay.” I spread my legs slid the toast to the side and leaned over the counter. My ass naturally spreading apart. Uncle Chester put a hand in my back and kept his cock on my hole. “Yeah I think this will work. I’m gonna slide my cock up in that boys ass right here.” He slapped my ass a couple times with his cock and swirled it around it a bit before centering it again. He moved his hips forward and I felt his cock press against my hole. That’s when there was a knock on the door. “Oh, that must be him.” Uncle Chester let go of me and left to answer the door. The two of them entered the living room, and uncle Chester introduced me. “And that’s my nephew Will, don’t mind him. He’s just visiting for a while” The recon trick, (I never got his name) smiled and waved at me. He looked back-and-forth between Chester and I inquisitively. I guess he was surprised to see that I was nude as well. “I’m waiting for my clothes to dry.” I explained. The two of them went to the bedroom and I was left to enjoy some toast. It didn’t take long for them to start making some noise. They really seem to be having fun in there. I checked on my clothes to see if they were done. They were still wet so I restarted the dryer time. Guess I’ll have to keep on walking around like this until whenever it finishes. I sat on the couch, going through my phone, and some other items I had in my bag. The sounds of them going at it was putting me in the mood as well. I browsed online looking up some porn, playing with my cock. I searched older men fucking younger twinks. There were plenty of video links available. One video I clicked on had a cute bottom in the thumbnail. The top was revealed to be an older man in his 60s. A little older than I was normally into but he was still good looking. I felt a little awkward playing with myself while my uncle was just in the next room getting down, but if he was cool with being sexual with company around then so would I. I didn’t really reach any sort of finish line, just casual browsing. After about an hour, with my still raging boner, I heard the bedroom door open. Chester came out to get a drink of water from the kitchen. Despite how long he had been in there, he was still hard. His dick had a glossy sheen on it. “Hey Will, could you grab a glass for me out of the cubbord? I have cummy hands.” I got up and grabbed a glass for him. I surprisingly wasn’t worried about my cock being hard in front of him. He took notice to it. “Have you been entertaining yourself while I was at it, or are you just happy to see me?“ He turned towards me and out cocks were almost touching. “Oh, yeah, I was just browsing some porn.“ “Let’s see what kind of porn you’ve been jacking it to.” He reached for my phone and was looking through it. He seemed to approve of the video content. He walked over to the couch and sat down next to the arm and put his feet up on the table. I fallowed and sat sideways on the arm. “That’s the type of older man you like? Very seasoned. The bottom boy is a cutie. Did you cum yet?” “Not yet. It might have been rude to cum in your living room.” “You can cum anywhere you like. I encourage a healthy sex drive in this house. But you’re watching tame stuff. I’ll find you some really hot videos. Come let me show you.” Uncle Chester then put a hand around my ass and pulled me off the couch arm and onto his lap. His moist cock was under my ass. We were now watching him search porn videos on my phone. “Here, this one is really nice.” He played a video of a really thin older man fucking a tied up boy. I saw that the older man had a biohazard tattoo below his belly button. He was fucking the boy hard and the boy was moaning like crazy. He looked like he was in heaven. “What do you think? Hot isn’t it?” “Yeah he looks like he’s really loving it.” “Well what are you waiting for? Stroke your cock Will.” “While on your lap?” “You don’t like sitting on your dear uncle’s lap?” “No it’s not that…” he grabbed my hand and placed it on my dick. I was a little hesitant but I started stroking it again. “Good boy. I only want you to be comfortable with your self. You shouldn’t be afraid to jack off with me. And speaking of which, raise your ass up so I can reach my cock. I wanna rub my meat too.” I raised my ass up as I was stroking my dick. I was getting really turned on by the porn and how much the bottom was loving getting fucked. I was basically squatting on the couch with my back laying on my uncles chest. Chester grabbed his cock and was stroking it too. He aimed it up and I felt his tip slide between my cheeks. “Uncle Chester, your dick is pointed at my ass.” Now I am focused on keeping my leg strength up, because if it starts to waver then I’ll end up, lowering down and penetrating myself on it. “Yeah it is. Nothing wrong with that. Careful though. If you let your hips slide down, you’ll swallow up my cock. Wouldn’t want that now.” He gave a playful thrust of the hips hitting my hole a little harder than he should have. My ring hurt as his cock head rammed. “Ouch! Okay new position.” I moved over to the side and sat down beside him. Giving my legs a rest. “What a shame. I liked having you on my lap.” “My legs were getting tired.“ In actuality, I felt like his playful thrust cause a minor entrance. My ass was a little sore and felt slippery from it. I know he’s just teasing me, but that level of fooling around might have actually resulted in an unintentional penetration. God for bid we actually cross that line. With my own uncle, my father’s brother. On top of that he has HIV. I couldn’t imagine having that conversation with my parents, explaining catching it, and more specifically who it was from. We sat there next to each other for a few more minutes playing with our cocks. Before long uncle Chester was ready for another round. “Well, it’s time that I get back in there. I’m sure that boy in there has had enough of a break. How about you come join us? I’m sure you would enjoy watching that little slut get pulverized by this thing.“ “Would that be all right? Is he interested in having someone watch“ uncle Chester grabbed me by the hand and guided me to his bedroom. “He’s a completely subservient boy. He’d love it. And I’m sure you would have more fun watching it live rather than on your small phone.“ When we got inside, I saw the recon trick tied to the bed posts, legs spread on his belly, ass up in the air. His mouth was gagged, and he looked expecting towards Chester, excited for more. Uncle Chester got on the bed and straddled him. “For this next part we’re gonna have a little bit of an audience. My nephew here is going to watch your hungry hole swallow my poz cock.” He said that more like an order rather than a request. He raised his hips and positioned his long rod at the boys gaping hole. Inch by inch I watched it disappear inside him with ease. He wasted no time jackhammering away. The boy was moaning through his gag. Admittedly, it was quite the erotic sight, watching two people fuck in front of me. I was there in the corner, watching them go at it for quite some time. Uncle never lost any energy. It was quite impressive for a man of his age. The boy he was on top of moaned loudly, and it was hard to tell if it was out of pain or pleasure. I imagine it would have to have been both due to the sheer size of the dick inside of him. “Hey Will. How about you come here and give me a hand.“ “What do you need?” I slowly walked closer to them. Not sure what he was expecting me to do. “I’ve came so much that I’m having a hard time getting this last load out. How about you massage my feet? That will help me nut.” I looked at the tangle of legs by the foot of the bed. It wouldn’t actually be participating in the sex, so it seemed like it was fine. “Okay.” I got down on my knees and brought myself eye level with uncle Chester’s large feet. They jiggled a little as his hips were plowing up and down into the moaning boy. I grabbed one of them and started rubbing the soles up and down. It was surprisingly soft and warm, albeit a little smelly. “That’s a good boy Will. That feels nice. I can feel myself building up here” Being able to assist my uncle felt pretty nice. I was glad I was able to give him some comfort. Rubbing his feet wasn’t all that bad either. After a while, uncle was getting fairly enthusiastic. It seemed like he was going to shoot off. That’s when he reached his foot out closer to my face. “OK Will I am about to bust inside of this dirty little fucker. I need you to suck my toes.“ What? Wasn’t that a little too sensual for us? The thought of it sat in my head very briefly, because uncle Chester pressed his foot up against my face making me breathe his sent. I felt my head to go a little fuzzy on it. He was wiggling his toes against my lips and my mouth fell open. It was only for a little while right? I’m just helping him get off. This can’t be crossing any sort of weird line. I took his toes in my mouth and I started sucking on them. The flavor was salty and meaty. His toes found my tongue and curled around it. I ran my tongue between them. The flavor of his feet thoroughly coating my mouth. “Fuck! That’s a good boy Will. You’re such a good boy for working that tongue on my feet! Oh shit here comes! Going to charge this ass up with another toxic load!” Uncle Chester squeezed my tongue between his toes and his hips slammed down into the boy. He let out a grunt and shot out a load deep in him. I saw his ass cheeks flex in rhythm to his orgasm. I removed his foot from my mouth, the taste still persisting. Chester got up off the boy and sat on the edge of the bed towards me. His semi hard cock was close to my face. It had a fresh sheen of cum and ass juice. White drops fell from his tip. “Ah, that was fantastic. Thanks for the assist Will.” He put a hand in my cheek and smiled at me. It felt like he was pulling me closer to his cock. The head was already nearly touching my chin. “Glad I could help.” I muttered while opening my mouth as little as possible. “What’s wrong? Worried I’ll make you suck my cock clean?” He lifted his cock and pointed it at my mouth. “No, it’s just, it’s very drippy.” A drop of his cum hit my chin. I pulled my head away and wiped my face. That’s when I heard the dryer buzz. “Oh. Looks like the clothes are done. You tend to those and I’ll clean up this mess here.” He pointed towards the completely cum drunk boy on the bed. “Right.” I went to the laundry room to fold clothes. I could still taste uncles foot in my mouth. It taste bad but bad in a strangely good way? My heart rate was up. That was such a wild scene. That was definitely a progression of things. Was that incest? Nah, it couldn’t have been. I didn’t suck his dick or get fucked by him. I was just giving a little help is all. Right?

Swallow. Love cum in my mouth and the feel of it sliding down my throat. My motto, "never waist a drop ".

Meth Lab Fuck Down: My phone buzzed. This was the text I had been waiting for. Tonight would be my big break. Had I crossed a few lines to get here? Yeah, sure, but once I made the takedown of the biggest meth cooker in the Mid-Atlantic region, no one would give a shit about that - if they even ever found out. I was careful, wicked careful, and knew how to cover my tracks. Fuck I learned from the best. My dad, one of my uncles and the guy next door were all Drug Enforcement Agents (DEA) and growing up that’s all I ever wanted to be. It was my destiny. Tonight was destiny too and in addition to making my career it would give me the way to get Chris out of the cluster fuck of a life he had made for himself. Chris was the son of the DEA agent who lived next door to us when I was a kid, and my best friend. All my childhood memories involved Chris and because his dad and mine were often gone, Chris was at my house more than he was at his. We were inseparable and when we became teens we learned the ins and outs of life together - always together - that is until he got caught up in drugs. Finding Chris on the back porch lying on his side, drooling, doped out, and a fucking mess broke my heart and no matter what I did or said, Chris would never stay clean for long. After graduation, for our 18th birthdays, we went camping and the tent had barely been set up before Chris had shot up, or snorted up, and was high as shit. Well that just pissed me off so when it came time to crash and time for us to fuck I was not gentle. I fucked him as hard as I could and let out all my anger, frustration, and disappointment into his ass - along with two huge loads of cum. Chris took it all and begged for more and that’s how we spent our camping trip, with him high and me fucking the hell out of him over and over. Not much has changed the past several years. I went to college, got my degree, and followed my dad into the DEA. Chris continued to get deeper and deeper into drugs; his dad kicked him out; but I still looked out for him. I always made sure he had a spot at my place to crash, food, a little cash and in return I fucked him. Hard and rough and raw. I didn’t know if Chris fucked with other guys or not. I didn’t. Never even considered it, but with Chris it was the way things were. Did I ever feel guilty about it when he was fucked up? No. I had dealt with that stupid shit that first night. It just was. We both enjoyed it and in the midst of all the crazy shit it felt normal. Of course Chris was always grateful for the food and place to crash and kept promising he would pay me back, but until then, his ass was mine. My phone buzzed again. It was Chris. “DEAL’S GOING DOWN TONIGHT BY THE OLD PIER. MEET ME THERE AT 11:00.” My heart raced. Chris was my CI - my Confidential Informant. He had admitted one night he had gotten mixed up with a guy named Hawk, who I knew from my DEA briefings was reportedly the biggest meth cooker in the entire region. Every time I had Chris on his stomach and was fucking the shit out of him, I pumped him for info too. What was Hawk’s real name? Where did he hang? Who were his guys? Who did he sell to? And more. Chris seemed to be willing to talk, and even more willing when I would hand over a baggy of powder or a few needles filled with dope. I cared about Chris sure, but knew he was going to get fucked up no matter what, so why not help him out and help me too? He was always chatty when he was high and plus I loved feeling his ass open up for me and milk my cum out. There was nothing better than fucking his ass when he was high out of his God damned mind. His hole was wet, silky, and just sucked my dick and cum. Maybe it was seeing what drugs had done to Chris and his family is why I had never tried them. Yeah I was around the shit all the time, but had never been tempted, not even when Chris would leave shit laying around. Just wasn’t me. At 8:45 p.m. I was down at the old pier, peering between a rusted dumpster and the chimney of an old factory. Chris had told me before that he often did pickups for Hawk where he would deliver Hawk’s meth to someone and then meet Hawk at some out of the way place to give him the cash. During one night when Chris was super high and I had already pumped a load into him, he confessed that he had lied and that he always met Hawk at the place where he cooked the meth. I couldn’t fucking believe it! Instead of being angry I gave Chris a reward - another nut sack full of cum in his punk hole and that’s when he agreed to text me when the next deal went down. A light rain had begun to fall, but that was OK. I had on my DEA windbreaker; my gun was still in my holster, and my phone in my hand so I could quickly call in backup. Chris said it was only ever him and Hawk and no one else. Yet, just in case, I wanted to be prepared. However my plan was take Hawk myself. I needed this. Over the past few hours I had seen only one person go in the door - the man I assumed was Hawk - my prey. My watch showed 11:01. I heard a cough and saw Chris ambling down the alley towards a dimly lit door. He had on the same white shirt he was wearing two days ago when I last fucked him. I had tried to get him to spend the night after I bred him, but he was too wired and bolted as soon as I was done. Chris had flipped up the collar on his shirt I guess in an effort to try to stay dry. Little good that did. It just made him look like some cartoon character - all skin, bones, a head too big for his long limbs. He stopped at the door, knocked, waited, the door opened, Chris said something, then started to walk inside the old factory. My breath caught in my throat. Chris stopped, quickly glanced side to side and behind himself, then bent down like he was tying his shoe. That’s when he was supposed to stuff a wad of paper towel into the door latch hole so that the door would not click shut behind him. I waited until my watch said 11:09. I scanned the alley and confirmed no one was around. My cold, wet fingers found the snap on my holster and with a small click, I released it and eased my gun out. One more check to confirm I was alone and I quickly slid along the brick wall to the factory door Chris had gone in. At the door I paused, waited, listened. I never questioned that Chris would not have done what I had asked. I never even considered the idea that he might have betrayed me. I should have. The factory door eased open on well-oiled hinges. I quickly stepped inside out of the casting of the light. I let my eyes adjust to the darker interior as I tried to calm my breathing and steady my hand. This was it. I replayed in my mind the various scenarios I expected and in each and every one I knew I would have Hawk in handcuffs very soon. I eased my way to the right, following the rough outline of the exterior wall. I heard no voices, saw no movement, but wanted to be sure. The darkness embraced me as I moved, silent, and sure. I continued to edge my way around the outer wall until I came to a cut in - a long, dark hallway with a faint light at the end and the distant echo of voices. I checked around me once more - all was still and silent. I crept down the hall, the light grew brighter. A door was open, an angry voice was saying, “YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU WHEN YOU TRY TO STEAL FROM ME?” I quickly peered through the crack and saw Chris on his knees and a big man - Hawk - standing over him. Compared to Chris, Hawk was a fucking monster. A good foot taller, a good 100 pounds heavier, and all the Aryan tattoos on his forehead and arms only added to the sinister monster look. Yeah this asshole was going down and Chris would be forever grateful. I eased my boot onto the edge of the door and gently pulled my foot back, slowly, to give myself enough space to slip into the room and take Hawk by surprise. BAM! MY WORLD WENT DARK. I winced trying to decide which was worse: the splitting pain at the back of my skull or the slicing pain in my wrists. I moaned. I eased my eyes open and turned my head, which caused a new round of nausea and pain. My wrists were handcuffed and a large chain was threaded between them and connected to a pulley that dangled from the ceiling. I had been stripped naked and was hanging from the chain with my feet barely touching the floor. I assumed from the hot wetness still trickling down my neck that I had been hit and hit hard in the back of the head and that’s what had knocked me out. God damn it! My ears then picked up the moans and groans and sounds of carnal pleasure. I leaned back a little and looked to my right. There was a man - Hawk - naked and fucking Chris who was bent over facing my way. Chris raised his head, closed his eyes and smiled in total fucking ecstasy like he would smile when I had my dick up his ass. He opened his eyes, smirked, closed his eyes again as Hawk hit just the right spot up in his ass, and Chris started bouncing his hips up and down like his hole was in full orgasm. My mouth dropped open. Shit! “GET THE FUCK OFF MY DICK!” Hawk spat as he shoved Chris off his still hard dick. Chris tumbled onto his knees and looked up at Hawk with awe, admiration, and adoration - disgusting! Hawk kicked him in the ribs, “WHAT THE FUCK YOU WAITING FOR? YOU GOT DELIVERIES TO MAKE AND DON’T FUCKING SHOW BACK UP HERE UNTIL I TEXT YOU. NOW GET!” A low growl rumbled in my chest. For Hawk or Chris I don’t know. Clearly I had been set up and clearly Chris was Hawk’s lover or whatever too, but it was the way he treated him. I loved Chris - in my own way - and always did right by him so seeing someone treat him like that just fucking pissed me off. I promised myself right then I would kill Hawk. Fuck the take down! Hawk picked up a plate of crystal meth – bright white lines of powder - that was sitting on the couch and sniffed a few lines using a tattered bill. He wiped his nose, licked his lips, casually sauntered over to me with his monster dick swinging back and forth and when he stopped he said, “WELL, WELL, WELL, AGENT. WE FINALLY MEET AT LAST.” This man - this drug dealer - this filth of humanity that stood before me curled my stomach. I wanted to lash out, but held my tongue as my brain worked to figure a way to escape. Hawk smiled, licked his right index finger, rubbed it around in the plate of white then slid it between the flesh of his gums and lips and hummed as the burning kicked in. His blue eyes flashed open, the pupils distant pricks of black as he eyed me up and down, “YES, I CAN SEE WHY YOUR LITTLE ONE IS SO PROTECTIVE OF YOU - ENAMORED IF YOU WILL. BUT TRULY NOW. YOU AND I BOTH KNOW IT IS NOT REAL. EVEN THE GRATITUDE IS FALSE. YOUR LITTLE ONE IS ONLY A BITCH KIPPE - FAG - FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A MEANS TO AN END. I ON THE OTHER HAND AM THE MASTER. THE SUPERIOR SPECIMEN OF MANHOOD. JUST LOOK AT EVEN HOW MY DICK - STILL SOFT - IS FAR BIGGER THAN YOURS. DO YOU WANT TO FEEL IT? I THINK YOU DO - I THINK YOU MUST!” I twisted and jerked as Hawk stepped behind me. The heat from his body like a hot furnace on a cold winter’s afternoon. I heard the wet slurp of his mouth, then the piercing press of a pointed finger and nail at my sphincter. I tried to adjust my footing but the give of the chain snapped back, sending me onto his coated dart, “YES, SEE? YOU WILL LEARN WHY YOUR LITTLE ONE BEGS FOR MY DICK - BEGS FOR THE FEEL OF MY FORESKIN SLIDING BACK AS I POUND HIS ASS - BEGS FOR ME TO POZ HIS HOLE AND FILL HIM UP WITH MY AIDS. FRANKLY I AM SURPRISED YOU HAVE NOT TESTED POZ YET, BUT MAYBE BECAUSE YOU ARE ON PREP? OR JUST MAYBE BECAUSE YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A TOP? WELL, WE SHALL TAKE CARE OF THAT.” The clear toll of porcelain on concrete, and the pause of his finger assault on my ass, let me know he had set the plate of drugs on the floor. I wanted to beg and plead for him to stop. To tell him I never did drugs. To scream that I was not a bottom and didn’t get fucked. To tell him I was there only for Chris. All plans for trying to talk my way out of it quickly vanished though. My body arched, my veins pumped my blood faster and faster as my heart raced, my skin was scored bloody as Hawk aggressively pushed his dick into my drug coated ass hole. “OH YES AGENT! THAT ASS IS MUCH TIGHTER THAN YOUR LITTLE ONE’S. YOU ENJOY FUCKING HIM DON’T YOU? NOW AGENT, I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE A DRUGGED UP CUMP DUMP. YOU SHOULD BE HONORED. I HAVE COATED YOUR ASS WITH MY LATEST COOK - MY BEST PRODUCT SO FAR AND TOGETHER WE WILL ENJOY THE RUSH! AND AFTER - WELL AFTER WE SHALL SEE….” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)