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I am a stocky guy with an average cock, but one superiorly hungry arse. Not so lucky on getting action on the home front but travel occasionally for work and like to try my luck being fresh meat at new locations to get my fill of cock and seed. I live in Melbourne and had to go to Sydney for 3 days and 2 nights with work last week and was hoping I would get my fill whilst there. I made sure my various apps had me available for loads after work. I flew up in the morning and straight to the office. It was a normal day, but I was a bit disappointed I wasn’t getting any hits from guys wanting to drop by my hotel after work to seed me. David, one of the new senior management guys was also there from another office that I had never met before, and he was a little distracting. Six foot tall, obviously gym fit and built. Filled out his suit beautifully. Blonde hair which I have a weakness for and clearly evidence of blonde hairy chest through his open neck section of his business shirt. A million light years out of my league, so although he was super-hot, it never occurred to me to fantasize about him that much. But he was super polite which was nice. Well 5pm came around and the hotel they had me at was just around the corner from work and as luck had it the lift access to the rooms only required a key card after 11pm. So, I thought to myself, great, I have until 11pm to get as many random loads as possible. I cleaned up, cleaned out and chucked on a pair of jocks and did something I had never done before. On one of the apps, I put my location and room number with “Knock, count to 10, then come in make a deposit and leave”. I had been off PreP for a month now and I knew it was risky, but the pig tattoo on my arse was making the decisions now. I decided to put on a sleep mask as a blindfold and not see any (if any lol) of the men attached to the cocks and loads that I was hoping to take. I quickly slide my nine-inch dildo in and out for a bit to loosen up so guys could slide right in and deposit and leave. I had no idea of the sizes and had made that mistake before. It was about 1hr before the first tap at the door (so estimating it was about 6:30pm). The lights were off, and I assumed the position on the bed and sure enough after about 10 seconds I hear the guy walk in. A few groans came from him as I could hear him undo his pants, but not a word said. I felt the tell-tale slap of his cock on my crack. Even soft it felt like a good eight inches. I had put some lube near my legs, and I felt him squirt some on my arse and crack and then slowly rub his hardening cock up and down my crack. Then in one slow but constant motion his cock slide right into the hilt (thank god I “stretched”). Slow at first and then within a few minutes the tell-tale speed up and then bottoming out and clearly audible groans and moans. He was breeding me fast and deep. Just the way I like it. I was not after marathon fucks tonight. The faster they were, the more I could get. I hear him doing up his trousers and then feel something at my hand as he placed a note in my hand. A few seconds later he was gone. I was about to look at the note but as he left I hear another mans voice simply say “hey”. Load two was already here. Within about 30 seconds I felt what must have been the hand of a labourer as his fingers felt rough, tracing the outline of my arse. Then a few small slaps and then a finger slid into my cummy hole and a quick “hell yeah”. No sooner was his finger out of me I felt what must have been a beer can thick cock slide right in. Not as long as the other, but what it lacked in length it made up for in width. But I was naturally lubed now so he was sliding in nicely. He was a little more verbal which turned me on and made me wank myself as he fucked me. A couple of “take this” comments and then out of nowhere, “the wife isn’t as wet and tight as this”. A minute later and a final deep thrust and it was some of the loudest grunting and groaning I had heard as he flooded my insides with another load. Balls deep I could actually feel the pulsing and swelling as he shot his babies in me. Then just “take them all, take all my kids you slut”. He stayed in me for about a minute before going soft and plopping out and then a slap on my arse and a “thanks” as he did up his pants and I heard the door close behind him. My arse was far from satisfied, so I was hoping for a lot more yet. But I took the break to quickly remove the mask and look at the note. It was a handwritten note which intrigued me as he must have written it before coming. “If I leave this note, it is because you turn me on and have a sweet arse. I must go to dinner but will be back exactly at 11pm. Don’t worry, I can get up the lift. Hope you are so full of seed; it is dripping down your legs by then. Be ready for my babies at 11.” I was so turned on I was rock hard and wanking myself before being interrupted by another knock. I assumed the position again. Over the next two hours I proceeded to be fucked and bred by a new guy every 30 minutes or so. I took another six loads. As the sixth guy was feeling my arse and by this time cum was dripping down my leg, he said “damn, I’m texting a mate. This is so wet and lose we could both do you – keep your blind fold on”. There was the telltale sound of a few texts as he slowly fingered me with his free hand. Then he pulled his finger out and I felt him crawl on the bed next to me. “he is only 5mins away” and then started to kiss me. He had a beard and smokers’ breath which just drove me wild. He just laid there and kissed me until his mate turned up. There was some back and forth between the two of them before he almost lifted me up and pulled me over him to straddle him and his cock and I slammed right down on his cock. I was loose and wet at this point, so I barely felt him go in. He started kissing me again before I felt his mate’s cock at my already filled hole. And a “let’s see just how lose he is” as he pushes his way in alongside his mate’s cock. There was a slight pain as he did, but then just a feeling of being full which felt great. It did however cause a lot of cum to start leaking out around their cocks which just seemed to turn them on even more. The guy on the end of the bed then started piston fucking me alongside his mate’s cock which stayed rock hard and still as he continued to kiss me. Soon his mate said, “Fuck I can’t hold off anymore, it’s just to silky and wet” and then a loud grunt as I feel a warmth enveloping his and his mate’s cocks. His mate stops kissing me and says, “take our babies for us”. And with just a few gentle thrusts I feel his cock swell and unload a massive load while his mate was still inside me. The guy under me rolls me off him and kisses me and says, “no need to thank us” and in minutes they are both gone. It's now 10:30pm and I remember the note. There is cum all down the inside of my thighs, and some is already drying up on me. I look like a used whore. Then at 11pm on the dot the knocks at the door again and I am back in position. I believe it is the first fuck of the night coming back and this time I hear the door lock behind him. Clearly, he intends on this being us time. As before he doesn’t say a word, but this time is slower, and he takes a few minutes to explore my stocky body. I hear what seems to be him totally undressing this time and feel him get on to the bed next to me. Again, I sell cigarette smoke on his body and then feel his breath on my face. Then his lips touch mine. He has a trimmed beard or goatee at least and I feel his tongue enter my mouth passionately as he kisses me with the blindfold still on. His kisses are like those of a lover not a horny teenager and I am in heaven. The sensation whilst being blind folded is intoxicating. He then moves under me, and I am straddling him with his rock-hard cock now at my arse entrance. I put my hands on his chest to stabilise myself and he has that soft furry hair all over his chest. I can feel cum dripping out of my arse on to his cock as he now slides in nice and slowly. He fucks me this way whilst kissing me for about ten minutes before he bottoms out and I hear his grunting and groaning again and feel the last load of the night coat my insides. Another kiss and he is up and getting dressed. Before he leaves another note is left in my hand. After the door closes, I take the blind fold off, and it reads “thank you. I don’t know about any of the other guys, but you took two very toxic loads off me tonight. You are hot and I’d like to make you mine. If this doesn’t bother you, when you leave for work tomorrow morning, leave here with your collar turned up. I’ll see it and I’ll know this is what you want and find you”. I have a flood of emotions as I have no idea what this guy looks like and I wasn’t chasing. But I quickly decide this is what I want. I don’t clean out and I fall asleep in cum stained sheets and 8 loads in me and two of them toxic – I just don’t care. The taste of his lips had to be a good indication of what kind of guy he was. I get up the next morning and as I leave for work I turn my collar up as instructed. I am both intrigued and turned on by the whole night and think to myself I still have another night left. Do I advertise the same again tonight, or will this guy get in touch again before then? I wonder as I walk to the office. Completely forgetting about my collar, I walk in to work and there is David talking to one of the other managers in an office with glass walls. He glances over and with a smile of recognition he waves as I walk by. I start setting up at a desk and David walks up to me and shakes my hand. The says “your collar is up mate” as he slowly turns it down for me. “Are you trying to make a statement or something?” and he smiles and winks. Then says, “I like the statement it makes. Let’s do lunch”. To be continued…

At the top of the stairs, Bill stopped and said "You know what? I might just go back down and keep an eye on cousin Martin." He was stroking his erection and I guessed Martin was going to get Bill's full attention. I shrugged. "Ok, I'll check out the place and see if anyone wants a drink or something." Bill scurried back down the stairs. I heard a low moan and Martin's slurred voice saying " Oh..oh...oh...please stop..oh it's soo big..." As he was buggered in the darkness.

Part 6 Upon entering the shady establishment the light was dim and the atmosphere was a little hazy due to people smoking inside and not all of it was cigarette smoke. Indistinct rock music was playing over low quality speakers. There were metal support beams, a cement floor, and the walls had chipping paint. The interior looked like an old abandoned factory that was shoddily set up as a bar. I saw various types of men. Short, tall, skinny, fat, some muscular. Many of them in fetish gear and leathers. I was the youngest guy there by a couple decades as far as I could tell. We walked past a chubby bearded guy who looked like a bouncer. He seemed to know uncle Chester. They exchanged looks as we continued inward. It was a little overwhelming being in a place like this. I hadn’t been anywhere this rough. I felt eyes on me from all corners of the room. I had to admit it was feeling quite intimidated but tried not to show it. Uncle Chester found us a table and we sat down with several other men. They were probably the most shady group of guys I’d ever seen. Older men, various body types but no one was in shape. I wore a little smile and tried to be polite. Everyone looked at us. “Chester you old freak. Who’s this young thing you brought with you?” One of the men asked. He was thin but very toned. Veins all over his arms and a raspy voice. A balding chubby bear with a grey beard and large pumped out nipples was next to him across from me. The bear had a small leather vest that covered almost nothing. “Just a new boy toy. Figured I’d show him some of my favorite hangouts.” Uncle Chester conversed with the group of men at the table. We made quick introductions but I could barely remember anyone’s name. Uncle referring to me as his boy toy felt off. But he did say he didn’t want people here knowing I was his nephew. Perhaps it would come off as inappropriate for two gay family members to come to a place like this. But when I thought about it, we kinda already crossed that line. He stole a load from me with his ass and nearly planted one in me earlier. Although he called that a “preview” so did it really count as getting fucked? I’d prefer to think not. I enjoy hanging out with him but some of our play has gone over the line several times. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he actually was considering me his new boy toy. Chester and the men were recounting past sexual exploits. Their talk was quite graphic. I listened for a while but then I felt something between my legs. I looked down and there was a foot rubbing my crotch. It was the bears foot, sitting across from me. He and the other men were talking to uncle Chester, while he was covertly foot groping me. I didn’t know what to do so I pretended to not notice. My dick definitely noticed though. I felt it springing to life at the contact. “I’ll get us some drinks. You boys chat for a bit.” Uncle Chester got up and left me alone with the men. I don’t think he even noticed me getting groped. “So you’re enjoying your time with Chester?” The veiny man asked. “Yeah I’ve been staying at his place for a few days while I’ve been backpacking.” The bear kept up his under table foot rubbing. At one point he managed to undo my fly and pull my dick out with his toes. He was rubbing my cock with his foot under the table. It seemed wrong to do this sort of thing in public but it was dark and it felt good. I didn’t know if I had the will to stop it. “A traveling man. So you just happened to land in his web? He usually manages to catch all the fresh meat passing through.” “Yeah I guess so. He’s a lively guy.” I tried keeping a straight face and hold back a moan or two. “He he, a subtle way of saying he’s been non stop pumping your ass full of that pancake batter.” That wasn’t accurate but I just awkwardly smiled and nodded. The bear took his foot away. I was pretty hard now. I was almost disappointed he stopped but I was concentrating on making it go down. The bear got up and sat next to me, wrapping and arm around me. “Since you’ve been with Chester I’m sure you’ve been introduced to a lot of kinky fun by now. Your dick definitely responded well.” “Oh Clyde, were you playing footsie under the table? Didn’t take you long to try and score sloppy seconds.” The veiny man chuckled. “He’s a cutie. I couldn’t resist.” He pulled into him and started sucking on my neck. It felt like a bear hug. He was exploring my body with his big hands. His tongue slobbered my neck and collar bone. “Mmm, you’re a delicious boy.” “I think Clyde likes you, Will.” The veiny guy stood up, I saw his dick was out and erect. He wore a cock ring that made his dick bulge red with popping veins down his shaft and an aggressive cock head. He walked over to me and put a hand on me shoulder. “Since Chester has already marked ya, you won’t mind what I’ve got to offer.” He twitched his cock up and down. Pre was dripping from it. Clyde had his hand gripping my cock, stroking it. “I’m not done with him yet.” The bear raised an arm and pushed my face into his pit. He lowered his arm and pinned me underneath. I could barely breathe. His sent was strong and intoxicating. Things were progressing at an alarming rate. “Arther, Clyde, you two playing with my things behind my back?” Uncle Chester came back with a couple drinks. The two men slowly backed off like it was all fun and games. I finally came up for air. My face was covered in the bears sweat. “It’s your fault for bringing in such a handsome little stud. There are plenty of trolls around eyeing him up. We were just keeping him safe for ya.” “How thoughtful of you.” Uncle Chester sat down next to me and handed me a drink. I think it was a whisky neat. “Since you’re letting your hard on fly out Arther, I might as well free the old beast.” “Yeah show us that monster, Chester.” Uncle Chester whipped out his cock. It was hard of course and big as ever. Hard to believe my ass was able to handle even half of that. “So how nice is his ass?” Clyde the bear asked. “Oh it’s heavenly. Will, stand up for me.” Chester pulled me over and turned me around. He saw my dick was out and chuckled. “I’m sure one of you worked him up. They boy is too modest to let it hang out on his own.” He was undoing the flap of the pants and a large piece came all the way off exposing my ass. “See? Ain’t that an adorable creamy peachy?” He held my hips and was showing me off. Arther and Clyde were getting a hand full of my ass cheeks. “Very nice. You should send him over to my ranch. The boys would love to mouth that.” Arther took his cock and was slapping my ass with it. I was relying on Chester to intervene before he got too carried away. “He’s no where near trained for that sort of thing Arther. He hasn’t even taken me balls deep yet.” “Shame. Guess he needs more practice.” Arther pointed his cock between my cheeks and grabbed my hips. With a sudden jolt he jammed his cock in me. I let out a yelp and pulled my ass away. “Careful Arther. Don’t damage the goods. You’re always too rough. Come Will, sit on my lap.” I was more comfortable with the safety of uncle rather than the assertiveness of the two strangers I just met so I was happy to oblige his command. Before I connected all the pieces together, I lowered myself onto Chester’s lap, to get away from Arther’s aggressive cock. But I just traded one cock for an ever bigger cock. Uncle Chester positioned his cock to meet my ass as I lowered and it was too late to move my ass. I came down on his full length and my ass cheeks met his hips. “Ah! Oh shit!” I gasped. Uncles cock was all the way inside me. I felt my guts getting bulldozed. His cock head not giving way at all and asserting its position deep in me. Uncle held me in place wrapping his arms around me. “There. Comfy and cozy. So, Arther how’s the raunch been doing? Business good?” I couldn’t believe it. They were having a casual conversation as if I wasn’t getting impaled on a spike. Chester handed me my drink and continued his conversation. I was trying not to move much. My whole bod weight down on his cock was a much different experience. I was having a hard time adjusting. How long was i supposed to sit like this? Was I supposed to carry on like it wasn’t in me? After a moment Arther noticed I was still having a hard time with it. “Looks like that monster of yours is taking its toll on the boy, Chester.” “He just needs to get used to it. I haven’t been this deep before. Look.” Chester pulled up my shirt and lean me back a little. The other men could see a vague bulge in my stomach where uncles cock was pressing through. “Damn, it’s definitely up there.” Clyde remarked impressed. I took a sip of my whiskey and tried to relax, but it was hard. I contemplated my situation. Once again uncle got his cock inside me. Although this time he wasn’t “preview fucking” me, so did this count as sex? It’s a little alarming how many times today my poz uncle has managed to penetrate me, but so far nothing is coming of it. The two of us are just sitting together while he chats with his friends. Oh… my poz uncle. I have a poz cock raw up inside me. This is bad right? Nah, he isn’t fucking me. He isn’t ejaculating. I think this might be fine. Admittedly, it was a little embarrassing to be having his cock up my ass with a bunch of shady strangers onlooking, but everyone’s casual demeanor kinda put me at ease as my body was adjusting to uncle’s length. Chester and Arther talked about mundane things. Clyde was watching the bulge in my stomach. Periodically uncle would twitch his cock and it could be be visible through my abs. The initial shock was gone but my insides still felt like they were being rearranged. As Chester and Arther talked, Clyde put his foot on my stomach and rubbed his sweaty sole up and down. Uncle Chester took notice. “Ooh I can feel that through his belly. It’s pretty good Clyde.” He kept rubbing the cock bulge in my stomach with his foot. Uncle Chester was receiving a foot job while it was still in me. I felt uncle’s cock harden more. His conversation continued with Arther casually but his voice was sounding slightly strained. His cock was twitching more and my abdomen was being pinched between a meat pipe and a bear’s foot. Clyde was pinching his nipples and looking at me. His foot pumping never stopped. He looked over to a corner of the room that looked like the bathrooms and back to me. As if to say in a single glance. ‘I’ll take my turn with you next in there’. I wasn’t sure I wanted him to fuck me but his foot action felt good and his nipples were so long I wanted to know what they tasted like. Oh god, am I really thinking such lewd things already? As I was thinking to myself I noticed uncle Chester wasn’t talking anymore. The table conversation died down and now everyone was focused on Clyde rubbing Chester’s cock though my stomach. Chester’s hands were balled into fists and he seemed focused. Arther was playing with his cock. A couple other men at the table were watching the show as well. “This may be a first for me. Are you getting close?” Clyde asked Chester “…almost.” He grunted. “Nice, pop a load off for us Chester. How does that death stick feel in you boy?” Arther encouraged. “It’s okay…” I muttered. It was getting easier to endure but it felt like uncle’s cock was getting harder inside me, growing bigger. The both of us were sitting still, the only movement coming from Clyde rubbing my stomach. “You’re being modest. Chester takes some getting used to and you look like you’re dying there he he.” “He should be… mf.. broken in after this…” Uncle was having a hard time getting his words out. He grabbed Clyde’s foot and moved it upward slightly. “Right there Clyde… that’s my tip… oof… focus on that spot…” Clyde was now rubbing the ball of his foot on the area just below my ribs. He was massaging the spot in little circles. Uncle Chester was really enjoying it. “Will… you’re doing a good job… just endure a little longer for me... fuck Clyde…. Now I remember… why I like ya so much…” It was a strange turn on. I was mesmerized on Clyde’s big meaty bear foot working on my belly. Thinking back to uncles house, I was wondering if Clyde would want me to lick it for him. Arther was approaching like he wanted one of us to suck him. He was stroking his cock as he was rubbing my shoulder. “Hey Clyde, it’s on its way, keep up that pace… oh fuck…” Oh crap should I be getting off? “There! Trains leaving the station. Agh!” Uncle Chester’s body stiffened. I quickly tried to get up, my ass taking forever to slide off uncles cock. Only the tip was left just inside my ring as I felt it spasm. Arther pushed on my shoulder, causing my ass to slide a few inches back down onto uncles cock. “Agh… fuck… yeah, deeper!” Uncle grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them tightly around his shaft, as he grunted. “Unf! Oomf!” He thrust his hips up to dig in deeper. His ass lifted up off the chair, his hands pull my ass down. His cock pulsing as it sunk its way balls deep again, causing a bulge in my stomach from his rockhard mushroom head. “Ah, fuck! Flooding your colon! Ah!….ohhhhhhhhhhh.” Uncle Chester let out aloud grunt than a long satisfying exhale. I resisted against Arthur’s hand and pulled my ass up off of uncle Chester‘s cock. His head left my ass with a pop and several ribbons shooting up in the air. It covered ass and part way up my back. It was so hot and thick. Shit, did I get off in time? Uncle Chester stroked the last few globs from his cock and his flow stopped. The guys at the table seemed slightly amused. As if it was something they saw many times before. Was this place really that’s sleazy? I figured we would have gotten kicked out for doing some thing that lewd. But no one seemed too phased by it. I for one had quite the adrenaline rush. My heart was beating, my ass was sore, and I was slightly out of breath. Arthur position himself behind me, rubbing his cock on my cum covered ass. He positioned the tip at my home and tried to push in. His tip was just parting open my loosened sphincter when I quickly made an excuse. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.“ Excused myself from the table to get a moment alone so I could collect my thoughts. I’m sure I could handle this type of scene, but it was a little much all at once. When I entered the bathroom, I was alone there. I wanted to examine my ass to make sure there was no cum inside me, but when I inspected with my fingers, my ass cheeks and hole was completely glossed in uncle’s sperm. I wasn’t going to stick a finger inside, or else I might push his poz cum in. I cleaned off with in one of the stalls and was ready to leave when someone came in. It was Clyde, he followed me into the bathroom. “Hope you loved my foot action boy.“ He groped my chest and was pushing me back into the stall. “It felt nice… I should probably get back…” “Did you get loaded up good?” “No, or I don’t think so.” “I should inspect your ass, see if any of that old disease spreader paste is gunked up in ya. Turn around.” “That’s not necessary…” “You can trust me boy” Clyde turned me around and bent me over the toilet. He sucked on his fingers and shoved it up my ass, swirling it around. “That’s a nice warm ass. But my fingers are no good. I need to use something a little bigger“ That’s when I felt him withdraw his fingers and point something meatier at my hole. I knew what it was. He was going to shove his cock in me. I pulled away and got up to leave, but he grabbed my head and brought it down to his chest. One of his long nipples poked my lips. “Suck on daddy’s milker.” He held me tight, but at least it wasn’t him trying to fuck me so I opened my mouth and started sucking on his large nipple. It was salty and firmer than I was expecting. He seemed pleased with my mouth action. He reached down and rubbed my crotch, my semi hard cock getting fully erect again. “Good boy. Enjoy these man tits. I pump them every day for boys like you to suck on.” I went back-and-forth between his nipples, ravenously sucking, and gently chewing on them. I think I had a new kink awakening in me. I lost track of time of how long we were there. At one point I had to withdraw from him. He seemed pleased, but not entirely satisfied. “Im not done with you yet. I’ll get old Chester to lend you to me at some point.” When we exited the stall, there were a couple older men there pissing. They looked at us curiously. Clyde left first while I bent over the sink trying to get a drink of water to cool off. “What a cute round ass on display.” One of the old men remarked. I felt hands grab my ass from behind. When I looked in the mirror, I saw one of the old men behind me. He was probably in his 70s. He was thin and very sickly looking. Dark sunken eyes. Shirtless and sagging chest with a wrinkled leathery body. Black leather chaps with no pants or underwear. In the mirror I saw him adjusting his cock behind me. “Hey are ya gonna ask the boy if wants that dirty thing in there?” The other old man asked. “You saw him getting passed around earlier. I don’t think he cares.“ He pressed his cock against my hole and grabbed my waist with his bony fingers and thrust his hips forward. His cock slammed in. He was average in length, but he started fucking me with enthusiasm. “That’s right, let grandpa treat your slutty ass, right. Oh yeah, gonna fill ya with my old jizm.” I was gonna pull away and get him off me, but the old man didn’t last long. “Oh fuck yeah!” He planted his hips deep and his whole body trembled. I felt his cock spasm several times inside me as the old guy moaned. “Ohhhhh, fuck. Haven’t had a young ass like that in years.” He withdrew and stepped away. I fell to my knees, creeped out that some guy as old as my grandfather just unloaded inside me. The other old guy was stroking his cock the entire time. He also has an average dick but his balls were huge like two plums. He looked like he was ready to blow. He came over to me and shoved his cock in my mouth. It taste like piss and old fish. He started desperately fucking my throat. “Oh yeah, you’re gonna swallow all this.” He didn’t let me get away. It took him a minute, but he eventually burst in my mouth. Oh my god, it tasted foul! It was like his balls turned rancid and they were pumping my throat full of expired mayonnaise with the same consistency. His hands pulled my head into him tight. His balls rested on my chin, twitching with each spurt. I only had two options, either swallow all of it or let it fill my lungs. “Oooh fuck…” he grunted. It kept coming! His crotch had a musky scent, his cock kept pulsing in my mouth. …Three *gulp …Four *gulp …Five *gulp …Six *gulp …Seven mouths full of his strong harsh cum. It was foulest thing I ever tasted but I managed to swallow it all without gagging. Once he finished he sighed in satisfaction, and let go of me. A small glob oozed out his tip. Is was gelatinous and had a translucent pale yellow color, as if it really was rancid mayo. Gross, is that stuff really fermenting in my stomach right now? “Nice job boy. Most guys end up throwing up on my horseradish, but you kept it down. I gotta go see to some friends, but I promise you next time I get you to myself my load is going up that ass of yours.” Both the old men left, and I was finally alone again in the bathroom. I felt nauseous and violated, but finally there wasn’t anyone else around. I was getting a little worried about my popularity among the crowd. A lot of these men aren’t the types I would normally fool around with. But uncle wanted to take me to a spot he liked so I’m trying to be open minded about it. Ugh, my stomach hurts, what the hell was that old guys cum made of? “Looks like you’ve been having some fun in here.” Uncle Chester was standing in the door looking at me. He seemed amused. His cock was semi-hard and sticking up a bit. “Uncle Chester! I’m sorry, they were kind of forceful…” “It’s alright Will. I was hoping you would find some playmates here. I new you’d be popular. But did I hear that right? Did you really swallow Saul’s load? All of it?” I put a hand on my stomach and felt it gurgle. It was embarrassing knowing that I was digesting that old troll’s nasty, thick cum. “Yeah, I didn’t have much of a choice. I was surprised about how much there was. It’s like it wouldn’t stop.“ “Yeah, old Saul has been known to be the most voluminous cummer around these parts. He usually shoots out half to a full cup, although it’s not the best tasting jizz there is. I’m just surprised that you managed that. As kinky as I am, I don’t swallow that stuff.” As messed up as it was, I was feeling a little bit of pride, knowing that I could handle something uncle Chester thought was difficult. But on the other hand I felt quite dirty from it. “It wasn’t that bad, I was able to swallow it just fine.” A bold face lie. It was the worst thing I ever tasted but I was feeling a little cocky. I didn’t want to come off as too inexperienced around here. I’m just glad I didn’t have to do that again. “Oh, really? Okay then I’ll invite Saul over more often. Since you like it so much, I want to make sure you get to experience it when he has properly prepared. I think his record for cumming is a pint.” What?! That’s impossible! There no way I could swallow all that! My stomach gurgled again at the thought of it, or perhaps that was because my body really didn’t like digesting what was already in me. Uncle Chester walked over to me as I was still kneeling on the ground. His dick was eye level with me. He held my chin and gently rubbed his cock on my face. “You look like you have a bit of a tummy ache there Will. How about I give you something to help with that? Remember during our twister game I told you I would give you a special treat? Well, I originally came in here to piss, and your mouth is at perfect urinal height.“ “You want to piss in my mouth?“ he was tapping the tip of his cock on my lips. “I want you to enjoy drinking my piss Will. Everything in my bladder emptied out down your throat. That should help make your tummy feel better after swallowing all that yummy Saul cum.” “But uncle, I can’t-“ He slipped the head of his cock in my mouth. “If you can swallow all of Saul, then this should taste like candy by comparison. Just relax and enjoy it. It’s my special treat for you.“ Uncle put his hands on his hips and arched his waist forward. “Close those lips tight Will. You don’t want to spill any.“ Uncle closed his eyes and let his head lean back a little. He took a deep breath and exhaled as he relaxed his body. “Oh yeah. Here it comes.” My mouth was immediately flooded in a salty tangy fluid. My uncle was pissing in my mouth! Instinctively I immediately started gulping down as fast as I could. Uncle Chester was moaning as it flowed. Gulp after gulp, I swallowed uncle‘s piss as best as I could. He had a lot in him and my stomach was getting really full. I felt his urine sloshing around in my stomach, mixing in with Saul’s thick horseradish. I can’t say it tasted good, but it was far better than what I just swallowed a moment ago. Eventually uncle’s flow slowed down and came to a halt. I sipped up the last few drops leaking out of his tip. “Good boy, Will. You did a great job on your first time with piss drinking. How was it? Good?“ “Yeah, it taste great uncle, I loved it.“ I lied with a disheveled tone. He was so enthusiastic about it, that I didn’t want to disappoint him. I might have laid it on a little thick. “Excellent! In that case, there’s a new rule with you staying with me. Every time I have to piss it’s going either down your throat or up your ass. You are now officially my toilet nephew he he he!” Oh god, I should not have said that ‘I loved it’. Uncle’s house rules are changing drastically. We will need to discuss that rule later. I hope he remembers that I’m still his nephew, and not one of his recon hook ups. I got up to my feet and washed my face off in the sink. Uncle Chester was rubbing my ass. “What’s this white stuff leaking out of your ass? Did one of those dirty old men dump a load inside you?“ “Um, yeah, one of them did. The older leathery one.“ “Oh, then that’s fine. No harm in that load. At least I don’t think so. It’s been a while so I don’t know what he has. But I can’t leave you messy like this.“ With that uncle Chester dove his face in between my cheeks and started licking the cum off my asshole. “Ah…” I gasped at the feeling of his tongue down there. He was swirling it around my hole and digging it inside eating up that old man’s cum that was left behind. It felt amazing having a tongue in my ass. I’ve never been rimmed before. Even if it was from my uncle, I couldn’t help but melt at the service. After several minutes of rimming uncle came up and held me. We stared at each other in the mirror. His cock hot dogging between my cheeks. “Your ass tastes divine Will. Ain’t that a cute sight. You look so much like your father when he was younger.” “Thanks uncle.“ That made me blush. As he held me, he wiggled his hips around and positioned his now fully erect cock between my cheeks, poking his cock head against my asshole. “And this thing likes the taste of your ass as well.” He dug his hips forward and started to bury his cock up inside me again. I broke the embrace and turned around. Uncle’s cock sliding out and now poking my belly button. “I know you like to play around but perhaps we shouldn’t be doing penetration?” “You managed to enjoy yourself penetrated on my cock earlier.” “Yeah that was okay I guess. But it was in front of a lot of people and I didn’t want to make a scene.” “We definitely made a pretty good scene. I even blew a load deep in yah.” “What?! Really?!” “Nah, just kidding. You just barely made it off.” “Oh good!” I sighed a relief. I was worried wither or not I cut it too close there. “Or did you? He he he” Uncle Chester was nearly mocking with his tone. “Come on, that’s not funny…” “Oh relax Will. All bottom sluts get pozzed eventually.” “But-“ “Okay no more of all that. Come on.” Uncle guided me out of the bathroom and back into the dark industrial bar. The two old guys and Clyde were chatting with Arther at the table. They glanced in my direction across the room as if I was the topic of conversation. I was morbidly curious as to what they were talk about. Uncle Chester was walking me towards a different part of the bar. It was a long hallway with broken windows and a metal spiral staircase leading down into pure darkness. “This first floor is just the bar and lounge area. Down here is the cruising area. Kinda like a bathhouse.” The first floor wasn’t cruisy enough?! Men just have casual sex and no one bats an eye. How could downstairs be any worse? “Uncle Chester? I’m not sure I’m ready for that.” “Uncle? Shit Chester. This is the nephew you wouldn’t stop raving about?” Arther was behind us. Probably on his way down to the ‘official’ cruising area. “Whoops, guess the cats out of the bag.” Uncle seemed more amused than upset. Like he was caught trying to pull a prank or something. “That means you brought untainted goods here. Oh he’s gonna be popular. I’d love to fill him up.” “Well that’s up to him, but I’d love to watch you fuck his brains out and fill him with your assorted concoction.” As Arther walked past us he stuck a finger up my ass making me jump a little. He sucked on his finger as he descended into the abyss. “Well, I figured you’d be getting plenty attention as is being a handsome young man around here. But now I guess the dirty old fuckers around here will be extra on the prowl.” “Maybe we should head home?” “Nonsense. The night is still young. And you might find an ass to unload in that ain’t too grizzled. That is if you’re not busy getting fucked.” “I don’t think I want to get fucked down there.” “Tell ya what. If someone tries fucking you that you don’t like. Come find me and I’ll slide my cock back up in you. That way they’ll see your ass is occupied.” I was trying to make sense of how that logic worked. But before I could get a word out, uncle Chester guided me by the hand and we were making the decent down.

Part 3 I was scared. I'd wanted one thing out of tonight, just one fantasy and everything was turning out wrong. Sure up until now it was super hot, but fuck, Nick had just told me he'd given me drugs, he was keeping me for who knows how long, and he wasn't going to respect my safeword. I was fucked, even more so than his huge cock had already done. I lay there shaking with fear, as much as I could with Nick's ropes wrapped all around me. I could feel my body changing and I knew it had to be the drugs, though I couldn't say it was one or the other. I felt like I was heating up from the inside, and I could absolutely still feel the warmth in my gut from all of Nick's piss. It felt like it was surging through my body in waves. I started crying underneath the pillowcase on my head. After awhile, and I have no idea how long, I heard Nick come back into the room. I was definitely feeling the drug - I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin...I was too warm and sensitive. It was kind of pleasant - kind of itchy, and I just wanted to rub against the ottoman. But then Nick touched me and I'd never felt anything better in my life. His hand on my skin was absolutely heaven. I was whining and moaning as his hand slid across my body. "I'd say he's pretty well and fucked up by now, Nick." A new voice was chuckling....a very very deep voice, and then a second pair of hands starting touching me. "Yeah, D, gotta make him feel good so he wants it." I felt their hands undo the ropes around me, and stay rubbing over my skin as they did so. It was so amazing...I was twisting my body to try go chase their hands. I just wanted to be touched and rub. "Nick, man, I think your little pussy is in heat, here. This is crazy". "Doesn't surprise me. This is the first time he's gotten high, at all. He doesn't know what to do with himself. Take off the blind and let's move this along." D pulled the pillowcase off my head and kneeling in front of me was this giant of a black man. He could make Nick looks small, even with all his muscles. But this man...."Wow! You said he was pretty, but this boy is one gorgeous little girl." I grinned, I know it. I was always a sucker for a compliment and as D held my face up to him, I looked up with all the adoration my glassy eyed gazed could do. He chuckled, "His eyes are so blown, right now...just the best damned sight in the world on a pretty thing like this." They helped me up, and while I couldn't exactly stand on my own after the prolonged bondage and the drugs, but Nick and D helped me to the shower. They stripped down and all got into the shower with me and the blast of warm water of my skin was a feeling I'd never forget. While their hands washed me, someone removed the plug from my hole and I emptied there in the shower, and they used a hose to rinse my insides out. After the shower, they dried me off and led me to another room. It was darker than the rest of the house, especially after the lights of the bathroom, but they led me to a sling in the middle of the room and got me situated. My legs were put up in the stirrups, and I could feel them being secured in. "D, leave one arm free for now....we're going to need that", and while my body was being rubbed all over, I felt one wrist be cuffed to the chains holding the sling. Nick brushed my hair away from my face and looked in my eyes. I tried to focus as much as I could. "Now, faggot, we're going to play gently with you a bit....until you surrender. And by that, you're gonna have to say the words, "I surrender to you, Master". Do you understand me?" I tried to let it sink in what he was saying, I was nodding. I felt a pair of hands turn my head to the other side, and I was looking at D again. "Listen to Nick, boy. We're gonna to make you feel so fucking good you're gonna beg us to do anything you want. That what he wants. He wants permission from you to do absolutely anything to you he wants. And you're gonna give it him. And to me. And if you don't....." D had me entirely captivated....his hand was so large it felt like it covered my entire face...."and if you don't.....then Nick's gonna give you to me, and I fucking don't care if I have permission." That last part sounded like growl, and I heard myself moan as his words penetrated my hazy mind. I heard him chuckle, "Nick, I think this pussy boy is darker than you let on.....maybe you should just give him to me and skip all this surrender bullshit." "No, D, you know I what I like....he's going to beg for it first." "Alright, but fuck man, I'm ready to go." Nick laughed, "I know, but we got all weekend." I felt them moving around me and I keened and whined anytime they dragged their rough hands across me. I could feel someone at my head and someone move between my legs. A blindfold went over my eyes, and I felt a rag cover my mouth. When I inhaled, I knew it was soaked in some poppers. "That's right, faggot. Deep breaths....in and out." I felt lube on my hole and a thick finger slid inside me...in and out.....then a second. The rag was removed and someone put a heavy ballsack in my face. I immediately started licking and sucking on it. Hands traced over my body, making me feel in heaven. The musky scent of a man was in my nose and mouth, and my hole was being rubbed from the inside. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Too many sensations, and yet not enough. The hands on my body went from rubs, to slaps, to pinches. All of it driving me crazy and not knowing which was coming next. I felt little pinpricks rolls across my chest and abs. My ass was on fire, not from anything big....no more than two fingers ever was inside me, but feeling them drag across the inside of my ass....slowly in and our....sometimes around from the bottom to the top...sometimes, on either side of one another pulling my hole open. I could feel the cool air of the room hit my insides and it was driving me crazy. I tried to fuck myself on those fingers. Anything to get more. "That's right faggot, I see you wanting more inside you. D was right you're just a pussy in heat. And this pussy belongs to me, now". That meant it was Nick between my legs, and as he said this, D pulled back and covered my face with the popper rag again. A few hits later, and I was floating even higher, but this time it was removed and D slid his fat cock into my mouth. "MMMMM...that's it pretty girl....just my head though. You only get more when you surrender to Nick. But just keep licking up all my precum and suck on me like a lollipop." I was floating with all these slight sensations all over my body, and moaning like the complete whore I was being reduced to. "D, I want you to clamp his nips and bring me the cold chain." D was pinching on my nips and I felt him pinch hard and then a clamp went on them. I moaned and tried to get away, but the pain faded quickly. He added the second one, and then as it was fading into pleasure on my body, he did something to the first one and it tightened, with each movement a sharper pain sliced up my body and I whined. He repeated this with the other and stepped away. In a moment, I felt Nick's fingers leave my hole, and I lay there untouched feeling a very soft breeze across my sensitive skin. I felt them come back to me and knew both of them was between my legs, as one played with my hole and another rubbed up and down my legs. "Look at this little faggot cock, Nick. Fucker ain't even hard." He was laughing at me. "Nah, D, pussy faggots don't get hard. They know their cocks aint worth nothin and it's this sweet little cunt that drives them crazy." Since it was D, I assumed playing with my cock now, I felt him start to wrap something around the base of my balls and around my soft shaft. "Mmmm. Getting this tied up out of our way. He won't bet getting hard for a long time anyways." I jolted in the sling as I felt something ice cold against my hole. They both laughed, "got that his attention, didn't it!" I had no idea what it was, but it was cold and hard. Nick, I'm assuming, rubbed it all around my hole and then gently pushed it in. The cold was a sensation that was maddening against my burning up insides, but Nick slipped it past my ring. And there was more. As one bit went inside, I could feel another at my hole. My mind thought anal beads, but then I clicked that someone said chain. It all made sense...Nick was shoving a length of chain up my ass! "hahaha. I think he's figured it out, Nick!" "I figured it would click in a moment.....you're doing so good pretty boy. How does it feel? How does this cold heavy chain feel in your cunt?" My head feel back and D moved back around towards it. "Remember, pretty boy. Just beg and surrender, and all this teasing will stop. Then we'll fill you up with more cock and cum than you've ever imagined." Nick was slowly dragging the heavy chain out of my ass now. The weight was something very real and the bumps and ridges as it pulled out was driving me crazy. D started pulling on my clamped nipples, making me remember they were even there. Then they both were talking over each other, "Surrender to us, boy" and "Give it up, let us own you and have you", and "You belong as a faggot, owned by two real black men", and "We can tease you like this and never give you what you want, or you can surrender and give us everything." I couldn't take it any more. I was over stimulated, but not getting enough to satisfy what I felt like I was needing. "Oh yeah....cry those pretty tears for me, faggot. You know they make me so hard....D loves them even more." "You want to cry for us more, pretty boy?" D's voice was soft in my ear. "You want to feel so consumed and wrecked that I'm the only one who can put you together again?" I whined to him. "Just say it....give Nick permission....beg him for it." I cried out, "Please, Nick...please!" My voice was broken, "I s-s-s-surrender!" D growled and bit my neck where he was still leaning down to me "MMMM. you just fucked yourself, faggot. And I'm going to love every fucking minute of it" Nick pulled the chain from my hole and they both stepped away. I was crying laying there. And then I felt them both step back over to my side. "Nick, hold his arm tight and secure." I didn't know what was happening. D, I'm assuming, wrapped something around my upper arm, and I felt him wipe in my elbow. My mind caught up, oh fuck, they were going to inject me with something! I struggled a bit. "Don't fight this faggot, or you'll end up dead!" I froze and when I did I felt a prick in the soft of my elbow. A second later it was gone, and my arm was raised above my head. I felt a heat and metal taste in my throat and coughed, and then.....FUCK FUCK FUCK! I couldn't breath....I couldn't catch my breath.... Searing pain went through my chest as someone ripped away the clamps on my nipples and I screamed. "HAHAHAHAHA that got him breathing, all right. Fuck that was hot to watch!" If I thought I was overstimulated before, I was like a live electrical wire right now, but it felt like my hole was literally trying to eat something, it was spasming so much. "Take off the blindfold, Nick...I want to see this faggot's eyes." I tried to blink my eyes, and when I opened them, I couldn't focus. I saw both of them looming over me, someone held my head up by my hair. "fuck yeah, that's pretty. Nothing sweeter than giving a boy his first slam and watching all the color disappear from his eyes, getting swallowed up by those dinner plates of pupils. He's barely even with us anymore. Just fucking perfect." My head fell back. D moved back between my legs and played with my hole some "Oh yeah, this cunt is opened up and hungry, Nick." "Well man, you know I love watching you do this part....what do you want?" "Bring me those two over there....go back to his head and dose the rag again....we're gonna need those." Nick stepped away and in a moment he was back. I looked up at him, trying to focus on him. He slapped me hard across the face, "don't even fucking look in my eyes, again, faggot. Time to learn your place!" My face stung, and felt the sling start to move. D was stepping forward and his body was pushing the sling up. He and Nick started swinging me...back towards Nick and then letting me go and feeling D stop me as he stood between my legs. "Give him the rag, Nick". The rag covered my face and Nick just draped it over me. Like before, I couldn't breath without a hit of it, and they started to hit quickly. I felt the head of D's cock against my hold. He was nudging against it, using my weight and gravity of the sling to force my hole open around it. Between the drugs and the poppers it didn't take much, and when he slipped in, I moan....he moaned, and I think even Nick moaned. They kept the swinging up - D's head popping in with each swing back and out with each swing up. He wasn't even touching me or pushing in. He and Nick just kept swinging me on and off his cock, and with each drop back he went deeper and deeper. And then it hurt. I winced and cried out. "Well, D, I think you found the second ring"....Nick sounded amused as D's cock battered that part of me once....twice....three times with the swing. "He ain't opening up for me, man....I think I need to remind this faggot where he is." On the next down swing, D grabbed my thighs and when he hit that tender spot inside and I cried, he yanked on my legs ramming his way past it and bring me flush against his body. I screamed again, "Peach! Peach! Peach!". I could feel the tears running down the side of my face. And they both laughed. D did it again....and again, and I was yelling and crying and D held me for a moment, while Nick leaned over again, pinching off my nose and covering my mouth, "Faggot, I told you that you don't get safewords anymore. So that little 'peach...peach...peach' don't mean fucking nothing to us. And those pretty cries and tears just make us want to hurt you even more." I couldn't breath...between the pain in my gut and the burn in my lungs, I struggled in the sling. And they just laughed around me. Nick removed his hand before I blacked out and moved the popper rag over my face again. They went back to the swinging - this time I was all the way up and when I swing back towards D, I took every inch of his cock, only stopping when I settled against him. This went on a few minutes and then Nick held me at the top of the swing again. He put the popper mask over my face again, which meant it wasn't coming off for a little bit. Then I felt D back at my hole again, but it didn't feel like the head of his cock. For a minute, it was there...then it felt like just his cock and I felt him slip inside....but Nick didn't let me go....instead of D's cock filling me up again, I felt something else pushing the rim of my ass. "Open up faggot....let it in!.....come on!". I could feel my hole start to stretch around it....a dildo I was guessing, and I whimpered. I felt Nick step back and pull my head up by my hair and he slapped me hard again "LET HIM IN!". With the pain of the slap, I felt my hole clamp up, but immediately it relaxed and a pain ripped through my body as D got the head of that dildo inside me with his cock. "Oh yeah...that's what I'm talking about it....Let him slip down, Nick". And then Nick let me go. My weight was wanting to swing back towards D, but I had his giant cock and a dildo in my hole and gravity hadn't won yet. D started making shallow little thrust, pushing himself and the dildo deeper, with the weight of the sling helping force my body to accommodate them both. I was crying, and panting. I'm sure my eyes were wild. Nick grabbed my throat and squeezed...."Oh yeah, pretty thing....you're getting stretched out and taking them both as deep as D wants you, too, and you can't stop him. You can't stop anything we do to you." He let up and I sucked in air....of course through the popper mask making me even higher. I could feel D and the dildo going deeper and deeper. They were getting into the rhythm of the sling again, slowly splitting me open. I felt them hit my second hole again and I winced. I had gotten used to D's cock that deep, but now it was going to stretch wider. "Lights out, Nick....." I didn't know what that meant, until Nick squeezed my neck again....he held me there as D tapped against that second hole....and then I blacked out. When I came to, Nick wasn't at my head, and I felt like I had a baseball back up my ass to my throat. I could see them both between my legs. "Welcome back, faggot...that was awfully nice of you to not fight me that time." I was confused, but then I realized Nick had choked me out and D had used that to force the double fucking past my 2nd hole. I could feel myself still spasming around them, even that deep. "Fuck that pink hole looks so pretty stretched around all that black cock. D, it's almost pure white where it pulls up around the dildo." "You should feel this pussy gripping me, Nick....like a fuckin' vise. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you gave me a virgin." They laughed.... "I wonder....", Nick said....and I started to feel his thick fingers tracing around my hole.....I was almost limp in the sling, and then Nick pushed a finger inside my hole, too....right where D's cock rested against the dildo....and slipped in it to his knuckles and tugged....tugged outward. I yelped. "Shut the fuck up, faggot!.....actually, now to think about it...." I felt his finger slip out and he stepped away. A moment later, he came back up to my head and pulled the popper mask away. "I need to redose that anyway" and he tossed it down towards D. I heard D fumble with the bottle and heard him open it up. Nick grabbed my hair and shoved a small penis gag in my mouth. "That oughta keep things down some...hand me the mask again, D"....Nick slipped the mask over my face after he secured the gag. There was nothing more I could do....I was silenced and as a breathed through my nose, the poppers worked their way into my system and I floated away again. The swinging pattern started up again and I felt myself slide off and then back on, slowly the double fucking I was getting. I don't know when, but at some point, my body just accepted it all, and I was sliding easily on and off D's cock and the dildo. "Fuck yeah, Nick....this faggot is riding both of these now.....he's gonna be such a good fuckin whore for us." "Let's fill him up, D, and then we'll take a rest while he gets really opened up." I felt the dildo slip out of my hole and then D started fucking me. No more swinging up and down on his cock. He held my thighs and fucked me with brutal strokes. The chains rattled with each thrust, and I was biting down on the gag and moaning. After a few he roared, "FUCK YEAH, FAGGOT! TAKE MY LOAD!"....I could feel him spasming inside me as he buried himself deep and rode out his orgasm. No sooner than he pulled out did I feel Nick take his place and pound my hole again to give me another of his loads. When he pulled out, he said "I think we need roll that over here and see how he handles it, before making a few phone calls."....I couldn't see what was going on, but I could hear them moving stuff over...something heavy. "Redose the poppers in the mask, D"....and I saw D walk over and take the mask off me, and do as Nick asked. When the mask went back on, the fresh poppers hit me. "Hold him up, D....let me get this positioned right". I swung back up and I felt like I was going to swung back and forth again. "Ok....ease him forward"....and D let me slip down some. I felt a dildo slip inside my ass, and heard a machine turn on. They were going to use a fuck machine on me! I couldn't focus to much as the poppers were strong and hitting me good. "Bring him on down"....and I went down and a 2nd dildo joined the first..... D stepped away and went back towards Nick. "Fuck this is pretty, Nick....you gonna switch it up to go deeper?" "Yeah, man....all of it will be going here in a few.....start a video so we can put up an ad." Nick must have adjusted something because the machine started pushing deeper on each stroke.....and then I felt another dildo at my entrance. As the realization struck me, I grunted and squirmed. "Settle the fuck down, faggot....you ain't gotta do nothing but shut the fuck up and take it." The third dildo head was pushing the sling away, since my hole wasn't opening up to take it, and I felt a bit of relief. I could deal with feeling it punch at my hole, knowing it couldn't actually get in....but that wasn't what Nick wanted. He moved around to the head and held me still, this time when the 3rd dildo hit my hole, Nick prevented me from swinging away, and it popped in. And then immediately out. The pain shot through me and Nick reached down and pinched my nipples to add to it. Then the dildo came back up and popped in again...then out....then in....I wasn't positioned enough for the 3rd dildo to push deep. It just kept toying with my hold...popping in and out as the other two dildos pumped deeper inside me. "Yeah....he's taking that third one in his hole nice and smooth now, man." "Excellent....one more adjustment and then we'll go make some calls and place an ad" Nick stepped back down and I heard him do something....this time when the fuck machine pushed in, it went deeper with all 3 dildos. I could feel each of them stretching a different part of my hole apart. I was struggling and making noises. I don't know how my body was handling this. And then the machine picked up speed and was going faster here....and deeper there....and the 3rd one was popping out entirely here and there before being forced back inside. "Everything I wanted to see....god damned nothing is hotter than this, man....let me set it on random and then we'll leave this cunt to adjust to his new life." A second or two later, the machine picked up speed again, and then it was going deep sometimes, shallow others....sometimes the 3rd dildo head would pop out and sometimes not. 1 of the dildos was always past my 2nd hole and another was just sometimes past it, depending on if it was a deep stroke or not. My body couldn't do anything except give up and just accept it. I drifted off, I think...between the drugs and the poppers and my body just giving up with the fuck machine abusing my hole with 3 dildos....I just let go. I came to hearing voices again....the machine was still fucking my hole and it had become my entire world....having it feel so wonderful reaching all those sensitive spots deep inside me. "Jesus, Nick....you weren't lying! Fucking hell that's filthy.....and I love it!". It was a voice I didn't recognize. I heard shuffling in the room, but I had no idea who was there, or even how many. Nick came back over to my head and pulled the mask off my face and took the gag out of my mouth. He held my head so I couldn't lift it up beyond where he had me; I couldn't see who else was in the room. "Say it faggot....say the words so all these men can hear you say it!".....I mumbled "I surrender."...it was a whisper and Nick didn't seem to like it. He slapped me again, "I said say it, you worthless cunt!"....I yelled, or at least I think I did, "I surrender!". "Sounds fucking good to me!" another voice. And with that, Nick put a blindfold on me, and put the popper mask on my face again, with fresh poppers, and I heard someone say "let's turn this up a little more." ........

Last Thursday was the second time I've been with my "daddy" & "uncle" together. I've fallen under my Daddy's spell since we had Facetime sex before we met in person & my "uncle" was a mutual. We met at our usual, my "uncle's" place and all three of us made out like we hadn't seen each other in ages even though it was the week before. Daddy told me he needed a piss & suggested we go to the tub. We'd talked about piss play before but I'd never done it without poppers. I positioned myself in the bathtub and Daddy started pissing over me & in my mouth. Daddy & Uncle both looked shocked & turned on as I took it on my chest & swallowed like a good fag slut while Daddy told me he was baptizing me. Daddy & me made out as I cleaned up a little while Uncle got the door for the fourth guy that was joining us. Daddy & Uncle are both in their 60s (& hot) but this guy would have to be close to 80. He had a really nice long cock and was wearing a cockring as I got on my knees pleasing the 3 of them before Uncle suggested we go the bedroom. I got on all fours sucking Uncle while I felt Daddy spitting on my hole & eating me out. I couldn't wait for him to get inside me & I wiggled my arse at him as he was getting me ready. "I think he's ready now" Daddy said and I smiled up at Uncle. I felt a cock slowly pushing into me & I moaned in delight as I looked back to see Daddy. It was in fact the skinny body of the 80yo that was behind me, his cock deep in my arse. "Daddy's friend's needed this for a while" Daddy said and I moaned in delight as the 80yo pushed as deep as he could. I went back to sucking Uncle off as I started getting fucked hard by the old guy & it wasn't long before he came hard & loudly deep inside me. His hot breath on my back turned me on so much as he kept moaning through his orgasm & was so sensitive. That was enough for Uncle to finish in my mouth & I collapsed on the bed a very happy boy.

I woke up the next morning to the brightness of the sun blinding me in the room. Apparently, I was spent after all Adrian had put me through the day before. Adrian was still sleeping behind me, with his big toned body tight against my back, and his bulking arms wrapped around me. I could feel his package pressing against my ass, which was aching from the plug he had put in me the night before. I checked my phone and saw it was almost 945. Adrian must have woke up to me moving around, because I felt his big hands rubbing my ass cheeks and pressing at the plug in my ass. "Morning fuck boi". He moved his hands around to fondle my chest and pinch my nipples, and cock was instantly hard. I realized that Adrian had cum countless times the day before, breeding my ass everytime with his dirty loads, but I hadn't cum yet. "Look at that hard white dicklet getting hard for Daddy. Roll over and get this cock in your mouth boi, I know thats what you need, whether you know it or not". He was right. His big black cock was all I could think about. I rolled over, crawled between his legs, and took his morning wood into my mouth. "This is how my little slut should wake Daddy every day. You hear that boy?" "Mmphh" was all I was able to get out, as I tried to say yes with his cock stretching my throat. I sucked, slobbered, and gagged on Adrian's cock for what felt like 15 minutes, my own cock dripping below me and begging for attention. Adrian leaned up and tugged the plug out of my ass, leaving my aching hole feeling dull and empty. "Get up here and ride this big cock. I'm gonna give this pussy its first breeding of the day". Wasting no time, I slid up and impaled myself on Adrian's cock. It was amazing how easily I was able to sink down on his cock balls deep. My ass was really starting to open up. The loads from the night before that were still marinating in my ass also helped with things. Before long I was riding Adrian's cock, working up a sweat trying to milk a load out. I no longer had any apprehension about being fucked, and getting Adrian to blow his load was the only thing on my mind. Adrian was squeezing my nipples, pinching them between his fingers. This only made me hornier, and my own little dick was leaking precum all over Adrian's chest as I bounced up and down. "Fuck this pussy feels so goddam good. This pussy was made to take this big fucking cock. Work that fucking load out white boi. You keep this up you're gonna get a big dose of my poz nut. I can feel those fucking loads dripping down my balls out of that loose cunt. Fuck you're such a fucking slut." This turned me on even more, being called a "fag" by Adrian. This should have pissed me off but I just accepted it. I guess it's what I was now. My new title. Before long Adrian was bucking beneath me, blowing another hot load of poz cum up my ass. After he blew his load, I just sat there on Adrian's deflating cock in my ass. "Look at that little white clit. That's what I call that little white dick of yours, its not even a cock. Rock hard waiting for attention. Jack that little cock off for me as you sit on Daddy's big cock." I didn't want to wait for Adrian to change his mind, and I started going to town cranking my cock. It didn't take long before I was blowing my load all over Adrian's chest. Adrian's softening meaty cock in my ass made me so fucking horny I couldn't control myself. I didn't think I could ever cum without a cock in my ass again. I started to panic, not knowing if I was gonna get beat for blowing my load all over Adrian's chest. "Get your mouth to work and clean up this spunk and get my cock cleaned up. We got shit to do today". I hesitated for a second, not knowing if I could eat my own cum. I must have hesitated too long, because Adrian cracked me across the face, and told me to "not fucking keep him waiting". I took a deep breath, climbed off Adrian's now soft cock, and started licking my cum off his chest. This was my first time ever tasting cum, and it suprisingly wasn't horrible. I licked all my salty cum off Adrian's chest before moving down to his cock and balls. There was white froth in his pubic hair, clearly the loads he had blown in my ass were churned into froth as he fucked my ass again this morning. I could feel the other loads still leaking out of my ass crack and down my balls. Before long, Adrian's cock and balls were shining with my spit and clean as a whistle. Adrian pulled me off his cock by my hair and stood up. "Stay the fuck here boy" was all he said as he walked out of the room. He returned a minute later, holding a small plastic thing that looked like a little tube. I didn't know what the fuck it was. "Lay back on that fucking bed". I obeyed, and Adrian crawled on the bed between my legs. My cock was soft, having just blown a load. Adrian worked a plastic ring around my balls, and I started to go hard at the stimulation. Adrian grabbed my balls and squeezed them like he was holding a baseball. I yelled out "goddamn it ow fuck", as my hardening cock went immediately soft. "Sorry about baby boy but Daddy had to get that little dicklet down". Adrian spit onto my cock, and used the spit as lube to shove my cock into the tube. He secured the tube to the ring around my balls with a little padlock. "Now that fucking dick is where it belongs. I'm gonna keep this little cock locked up until I'm ready to let you out, and who knows when that will be. This will keep my little white slut horny, just the way I fucking want you. With that little fag dicklet locked up the only thing you need to focus on is that little fuck hole. I picked the medium sized one, it still won't let you get hard but won't be horribly uncomfortable. Piss me off and you will get changed out for the small one". Adrian walked off into the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. I panicked. What the fuck. My cock was encased in a little tube that there was no way I could get out of. This guy literally has me by the balls. I felt around the plastic tube, and saw there was a little spot on the end for me to piss through. I kind of started to like the weight on my balls, and my body betrayed me and my cock tried to get hard. Adrian was right, as my cock tried to get hard the cage contained it and it hurt like hell. The plastic tube pulled on my balls, and I went soft instantly. Fuck. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian walked out, toweling himself off. I quickly fogot about the cage as I admired Adrians toned body and the big slab of meat dangling between his legs. "Get in the fucking shower and clean up. We got errands to run before I drop you off". I jumped up, thankful that I would be free soon, and got into the shower. "I will lay out what to wear on the fucking bed". I came out of the shower, and saw what Adrian had laid on the bed for me to wear. Apparently he had gone into my suit case, because laying there was another pair of my shorts that went to my midthigh, they may have been shorter than the ones I had on before. Next to the shorts was a tank top that I wore to the gym. There was also black Nike jockstrap that was crusty and had white cum stains in the pouch on the bed, as well a pair of my tube socks. I got dressed, taking a second to admire myself in the mirror. The cage on my cock made a noticeable bulge in my shorts, but you couldn't tell exactly what it was. The tank showed off my toned chest and arms. I turned off the lights and went downstairs. "You like that crusty jock boy? One of my other fuck sluts left it behind. Pull down those booty shorts and show Daddy that jock." I obeyed, and showed him my caged cock in the crusty jock. It grossed me out to be wearing somebody else's dirty jock, but I realized there was worse things. "Fuck yeah. Turn around and show me those cheeks. Oh fuck yeah that ass was made to be shown off by a jock. Get those fucking shorts up and get in the car". We got into his Jeep and drove off. Adrian rubbed my thigh again, like he did the day before. Apparently the kinder, gentler Adrian was back. We made a stop for coffee and kept driving. I knew better than to ask where we were going. We pulled into a sketchier part of town and stopped at a dumpy looking tattoo parlor. "Get your ass inside". I climbed out of the car and followed Adrian inside. Behind the counter was a black guy who obviously ran the place. He was the complete opposite of Adrian, being only about 5'8", bald, and overweight. He had a gut that hung over his pants and was probably pushing 300lbs. Adrian told me to "sit the fuck down" as he went over to speak with the tattoo artist. They spoke in low tones and I couldn't hear what they were saying. "Bruce is gonna set you up boy. He knows what I want. I'll be in the fucking car waiting. Don't fucking embarass me. He's a good friend!". I panicked, now knowing what instructions Bruce had. My knees were shaking as I stood up and walked behind him to the tattoo chair. "Sit down boy. Don't be fucking nervous college boy you're gonna love what Adrian's picked out. Strip down to your jock boy and climb into the chair. " I nervously sat in the chair, as Bruce moved around the small room getting things ready. He finally came over with a little metal tray. "First up is the piercings. Your Daddy requested both ears pierced and both nipples to start." My heart raced and my eyes started to tear up. I had never thought about getting piercings, and was afraid whatever Adrian had picked out was gonna look gay. My fears were calmed when I realized I could just take them out after Adrian dropped me off today. Bruce got to work and prepped his needle, and before long I had diamond studs in both ears, and small barbells in both nipples. They stung like hell, and the weight on my nipples felt really fucking weird. I noticed Bruce had horrible breath and smelled like BO as he worked on me. He was so out of shape he was breathing heavily. He pulled up a mirror to show me his work, and suprisingly I didn't hate the ear piercings, in fact I kind of liked them. And the nipple piercings were hopefully small enough where they wouldn't be noticeable under a shirt. "Last up is the tattoo. Sounds like its going on the forearm, give me your right arm". My heart raced. I always wanted a tattoo, but never knew what to get. I was scared because I still didn't know what tattoo Adrian had told Bruce to put on me. Bruce got to work and put the stencil sticker on my arm, and got to tattooing. He didn't talk as he started to tattoo me, painfully twisting my arm around in different positions, clearly not even trying to be gentle. I quickly noticed the tattoo was a jack of spades playing card, with some roman numerals beneath it. It actually looked cool, not anything I would have picked, but it still looked cool. I had no clue what the meaing of the tattoo was. After what seemed like an hour, Adrian came back into the tattoo shop as Bruce was finishing up. "Just putting the finishing touches on your boy here Adrian". Adrian came over to inspect the tattoo and piercings. He tugged at the nipple piercings and I let out a slight yelp. "Looks fucking good dude. Love bringing my new fuck sluts for you to slut up". "Boy you know what that tattoo means?", Adrian asked. I shook my head no. "It's a jack of spades. It's gonna show every black man you meet that you like black cock. You're marked as a black fuck slut now. And the roman numerals are the date I turned your white ass into a black cock slut". My cock started to try and go hard in it's cage, but was quickly stopped. I fucking loved the idea of this tattoo, if it meant I could get more black cock. "Imma be back in the car. Bruce take your normal payment and send him out". Adrian walked out and Bruce started to bandage up the tattoo and and put things away. He still had not said a word to me since he started the tattoo. Before long he was done, and he came over and stood next to the chair and dropped his shorts. His big belly hung down low, almost covering his smaller 5.5 inch cock. "Turn the fuck over so I can get my tip. Adrian always lets me take a run at his new white bois after he drops them off." I stared at him, in shock. I was repulsed by this ugly dude, I couldn't fuck him. "Ahh..ah..dude I have cash can I just tip you with that? I'm not interested in fucking dude." When I thought about getting more black cock, this was not what I had in mind. "Wrong fucking answer faggot. Wait until I tell Adrian about this". Bruce grabbed me by my arm and flipped me over in the chair, before I even had a chance to defend myself. I felt him inch behind me, and his belly hit my back as his cock entered me forcefully. This dude stunk like BO and was gross, but his forest of pubes was currently scratching my ass. I didn't enjoy Bruce's fucking, it was forceful and rough in my dry ass. I just clenched my jaw and closed my eyes and got through it. I knew I had to get through it to keep Adrian happy. After the sweaty Bruce rode my ass for 10 minutes he finally blew his load in my ass. He whispered in my ear "don't worry I'm not poz boy. Adrian wants that honor". With that, he climbed off me and walked out of the room. "Get the fuck out of here".

I grew up condom only, didn't even think much about it. I thought it is normal to always use one. But then I found bareback porn and learned that there was a whole community out there that did it bare. I was electrified, could not get it out of my head but was too scared to actually act on it. It grew slowly and ever stronger, the need and lust to do I t without a rubber. I guess it is on the one side the feeling and on the other that it is supposedly wrong to do it that attracted me to it. I had a few bare encounters as a top but it was a hook-up in the sauna that got me there. I met a guy and we went to a cubicle. We played, he turned me on my back and just started to fuck me raw. It was absolutely great, so good I could not stop him. I wasn't on prep so I knew it was dangerous but I was powerless to stop it. In the end he couldn't come but I knew from that moment onwards bare sex was the only one for me. I got on Prep and have been a bare only guy since. There is nothing more intimate between two men than the connection when you're feeling your bare cock slide up another guy's ass. Ideally kissing and in a poppers rush so you can unleash the raw sexual energy of bare fucking.

Within moments the room began to dim and Tom was either asleep or dreaming that he was. He was so relaxed, everything except his big cock. Tom thought he saw a smile on Coach's face, but his mind was awash and he was sure he was dreaming. Coach walked over to the cot and Helped Tom onto his knees, then moved his shoulders down, an his head to one side. Odd, Tom felt totally comfortable. Then Tom felt a hand pulling at his ass, then two, then a warm breath on his hole as the hands tried to open his crack even wider. It wasn't long and a something wet was at Tom's hole. He couldn't see and didn't know what it was. He knew it felt amazing. Tom tried to talk but only moaned. "You like that, boy?" Coach asked. mmmmmm was all Tom could manage. "If you like that you will like what is coming even more, it was Coaches voice. Coach used his wet tongue to poke and poke at that hairy hole. Tom's responses were only more moans. Soon, Coach had opened a nice bottle of the slickest lube known to man. Coach said, "You ready for a finger or two or four, boy?" Tom only moaned in answer. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Coach worked his index finger into Tom's puckering hole. Amazingly, it responded by winking like an eye as the finger came out. After a few more single digit penetrations, Coach added his middle finger. Tom's moans egged him on. Soon it was three fingers. By the time Coach added a thumb with his pinky finger out like on a teacup, Tom was open. Beautiful cunt was all Coach could think. The plan was working. Tom would remember only the pleasure tomorrow, believing it was all a dream and beg coach for more of his sleep potion. But first things first. Coach had a big hand but was determined to get inside the 19 year old's ass with his hand. He would dig for the quarterback's prostrate and milk him. He will pump that prostate like a squeeze bulb forcing out quarterback juice. Slowly, patiently, Coach opened the beautiful hole wider and wider until, Eureka, the whole hand slid in. Coach saw the boy in extasy as his prostate was pushed and pumped and prodded. Soon, the flow began and coach was going to keep it flowing. After 2 hours, the player seemed spent. Coach slid his hand out, pulled the soaked towel out from under the boy, and lay him down. Surprisingly or not, the quarterback's cock remained rock hard. In the morning, Coach would double the dose in Tom's juice. Coach was up and ready at 6am. He woke Tom at 6:30. Tom was so groggy and Coach handed him a cup of his special coffee, this time with a stimulant. He ushered Tom to his bunk in the dormitory. Tom lay down in time for the blast of the 7 am wakeup. More to come if you want it.

The study was finally over and Alan was on his way to a party at the lead researcher’s house to mark it’s end He remembered that first day in a group of 50 men from all around the country , all oddly close in appearance and age, in fact they were all 25. They all had brown hair, blue or green eyes, a fit but not overly muscular build They all identified as heterosexuals', had moderate body hair and at least an eight inch penis but that was not immediately evident to the group They had all been paid a tidy sum plus travel expenses to participate though they were never told what exactly the study was looking for. They had been taken to private rooms, asked to strip, photographed from various angles both with their cock hard and soft Each day several of them had been paid off and sent home as their reactions to various stimuli were recorded, The first was pain. Alan was surprised that he stayed because he had no pain tolerance at all. Next were various “pleasurable” stimuli delivered by mechanical devices, Alan was again surprised to remain because even the feeling of having his cock sucked made him squirm uncomfortably and pinching his nipples was a complete disaster. Even though this was all done mechanically he still felt ashamed at being touched like that Finally he was fitted with a detector around his cock that could tell if things even slightly excited him as well as those little things they stick to your head to monitor brain activity Then he was shown various A.I. generated pictures of himself performing various sex acts with both men and women. Anything with a man made him nauseous and again that sense of shame was present. Most things with a woman made him uncomfortable. The only thing he responded to positively was sex with a woman in the missionary position where the woman was totally passive None of this had surprised him. He didn't like gays in the first place and thought the world would be a much better place if they all just went back in the closet where they belonged. He didn’t care what they did he just didn’t want any reminder that they existed His attitude about women was that they should be submissive and that sex should only be for procreation, On the final day of the study Alan heard one of the researchers say to another “Alan is the straightest straight man in the world” and they had both laughed a bit evilly So now he was headed to this party, He had been the final man in the study. The only man not eliminated and they were paying him a bonus to attend so he could be presented along with his results. He was to arrive at noon but the party was not till evening “The lead researcher needs to get you ready” He had been told He was greeted at the door by Dr, Warren Blackstone. A thin man somewhere between 35 and 50, his hair was slate gray but his face was smooth and unlined. He wore a long white lab coat over a shirt and tie. “Typical geek” Alan thought “Probably a fag”. He followed Dr. Blackstone into a circular room that looked like something from a bad horror movie, all red drapes and stone. “Have a seat here” Dr. Blackstone said indicating a stone chair in the center of the room. Alan sat and got comfortable as he could in the cold stone chair. The last thing he remembered before blacking out was the Dr. barking two strange words ************ Warren looked at the glassy eyed man sitting in the center of the room. “This is going to be a lot of work but it will be worth it” he thought as he crossed to a stone podium with a large book on it next to a large touch screen that came to life showing Alan’s study results Warren Blackstone was a genius. He had made huge strides in both the scientific and arcane realms. The scion of a wealthy family to begin with his discoveries only made him richer. He was one of the wealthiest men in the world now though few knew it He was also a sadist with exquisite and specific tastes and Alan was going to satisfy them. He did not want a willing submissive who enjoyed physical pain. He wanted a helpless victim to torment physically, mentally and emotionally but that could lead to distressing interactions with the authorities so he had come up with this plan to combine magic and science and get what he wanted He opened the book of magic he himself had written and looked at Alan’s results then he began speaking in a guttural language making the first change. It took nearly five hours but he was invigorated when he finished. He stood in front of Alan and barked two words again waking him up ******* Alan’s head swum for an instant then everything snapped into focus. The Dr. stood in front of him and when he was fully awake he reached out a hand to caress Alan’s face “Such a pretty boy” he said smirking down at him Alan shoved the Dr’s hand away and surged to his feet At least that’s what he told his body what to do What actually happened was he smiled and said “Thank you Warren. I’m glad I please you” “Not what you were expecting ehh?” the Dr, said and then strangely he said “Inner may respond” Suddenly Alan could speak though he could not move a single muscle besides his mouth and face “What the hell have you done to me?” he almost shouted "I have magically altered you. Your inner self actually remains unchanged but your outer self has been Laltered quite a bit though. Your sexuality has been reversed as well as your distaste for anything kinky. You have also been imprinted with an automatic obedience to me and you will grow to be madly in love with me. You also love pain now.” he told Alan clinically “As I said the inner you remains unchanged. But the inner you is now just a helpless passenger in the outer you. You will feel exactly the same as you always have towards sexual acts with men, you will hate anything second and you still hate pain as well/ You will still feel ashamed when you are touched but now you will have the added shame of what your body does" “The best part is I am going to deliberately infect you with my HIV and watch as the things I built into you make you not feel the same of that and want to spread it.” he said with a diabolical smile Alan tried to tell him to fuck off but once again he could not control his mouth “If you are trying to make some statement to deny what I said know that the inner you can only speak when I allow it and can not speak when anyone but me is listening. I have built the ability to know when you are being observed or listened to even electronically, into you so there will be no slip ups. I have also permanently severed inner's control of anything but facial expression and speech but you only have that when I allow it. Now, unzip my pants, pull out my cock and suck it” The Dr. finished To his horror his body didn’t even hesitate and within thirty seconds the Dr’s massive cock was in his mouth, Alan had a hefty nine inched but the Dr. was an inch longer totally soft, Alan’s mouth struggled just to get the head in. He could taste the man’s flesh and wanted to recoil but his body loved the taste. “That’s enough. Put your new toy away for now. Plenty of time for you to worship it later. You passed the final test pretty boy. Good job! Here is your reward” The Dr. delivered a stinging to his face and Alan was almost sick as he heard his voice say “Thank you for hitting me Warren You know know I love it when you abuse me” “And you know how much I love to hurt you pretty boy” The Dr. said pleasantly He went to a table and carefully measured a few drops of a red substance into a glass then added some water, "Drink this" he said handing the glass to Alan who’s body immediately complied. It tasted like old socks “You see, there a couple problems with this type of magic spell, It only lasts a few days and can only be cast once on a person. That’s where my scientific research comes in,” the Dr. explained “For years we tried to find a cure for what I will term conservatism. That’s not to accurate since some of the people with the condition have very liberal viewpoints, What we were trying to cure was the inability, even when faced with incontrovertible evidence to change an opinion or mindset. It turns out that it's caused by a physical change in the brain and once it happens it is sadly irreversible. That substance you drank causes the change to happen and locks a person’s current mental state in for life” “I discovered it locked in magical changes quite by accident, One test subject, a disgusting old man who used to click his dentures and admitted he did it just to irritate others came in. I did a quick spell under my breath to stop him from doing that then he tried the substance I just have you, He never did it again and I think his wife thanked god for a month. I did many other experiments and confirmed that magic followed by that substance causes permanent, irreversible changes” the Dr. said calmly “I now have a captive mind to torment any way I want and who I know will hate every second of it and not be able to do a thing about it because his body will be perfectly willing, even eager to submit. I am going to have such fun with you pretty boy” He said looking intently into Alan’s eyes. He slapped him again “Now tell me you love me” “Of course I love you Warren. You treat me so well, I was made to serve you” Alan’s voice said as his inner mind shuddered The Dr got down close to his ear and whispered “So tell me Inner, do you hate me yet?” “Yes” Alan spat “This is just the beginning. What you feel now will seem like fondness to you compared to how you will feel after some of the plans I have for you” he whispered in evil glee ********************************************************************** New story. What do you think? Scanbu

A4A, Grindr, Sniffies, etc. Like what the fuck is going on? 3 anon profiles message me. Ask them for stats, they don't respond. Another 5 or so message me, don't read my profile and are surprised when I say I don't/cannot host. A4A is filled with scammers or nothing but people "I want to get to know you, let's have a drink, chat and maybe in 5-10 years we can have sex." I had one guy want me to drive to Palm Springs, from San Diego to "have a drink and chat" What the fuck? .and Grindr? Same as Sniffies. Blank profiles. Don't read mine, confused when I cannot host. Or just guys wanting to get off on trading pics. Like come the fuck on. I just wanted some dick. Not feelings. /End rant

So, as some may know as a bottom I’m a no loss refused but when I top I love younger smooth boys. I logged on to Grindr and this absolutely adorable 20yo true Latino twink that I’ve fucked before asked me if daddy wanted some boy pussy. YES FAST FORWARD 25 minutes he’s in the kitchen and my tongue and mouth is all over this sensuous boys lips. He super soft and I tried a few things. I held his cheeks in my hands and just put my tongue down his throat. we moved to try guest room and there he took his pants off and revealed this lovely pair of panties with his two plump ass cheeks exposed. i laid him on all 4s spread that ass and lubed him with spit. He turned on his back, and my 8” dick was hard as a rock and I slowly slid in. i fucked him and gazed into his beautiful brown eyes all the while he was telling me how huge I am… I went slow so his hole responded and opened up good. Eventually I was fuckinf him deep and the while looking at him and telling him to thank daddy for fucking him. he got a huge load….dressed him and spanked his ass good bye.

I was playing with a regular FB, I was on top and he was teasing my hole with his cock, just the tip, a bit more teasing, then the tip again. It felt so good, the teasing kept going and I'd slide a bit further down on it and stop, I knew it was wrong but fuck, with just his precum and knowing it was going in me raw.... teasing kept going until I broke and sat all the way down on it, I was in heaven, it was what I wanted even though I knew I shouldn't. I kept trying to stop but the desire was too great. Never used a condom with him after that and gradually I went down that slippery slope with other guys and random fucks.... put it in for just a bit. Seriously, once you go raw there is no turning back, condoms just don't cut it after you've taken a raw cock. And getting the load... that is beyond any other feeling I know, knowing a guy has loaded you up, best thing in the world.

Transition in story. Stay tuned as it will get to more good stuff shortly. At the Diner it was packed so the 5 of us had to sit at the counter. We ordered and ate. Bart and I chatted about school and work along with Michael who was on the other side of me. Rudy was at the far end next to Garet and they were talking kind of on their own. An older dude came in and asked to sit next to Bart as he had his laptop bag on the stool. Bart removed his bag and the guy sat down. We went on talking. Garet flirted a bit with the waiter who was serving us. He was cute, around our age, small body frame and wore tight black jeans. Garet, who i dont know that well, also is gay and comes across as a top. He flirted with the waiter asking him about dessert and wanted to take something home with a lot of cream in it. The waiter blushed and said they had banana cream pie which was his favorite. Garet said he liked banana a lot too and had some at home he would like to show him. Clearly they had something for each other but we all just rolled our eyes as it was a bit much. We finished, paid, and left. Rudy said he had to use the bathroom and would meet us outside in the car. We waited 5 minutes in the car and i got restless and said i also needed to pee and would see what was taking so long. I went to the bathroom and it was a single stall so i waited outside. After a couple of minutes the door opened and out walked Rudy and the older dude next to him was standing in the bathroom putting away what looked like a nice 8" cock back in his pants. Rudy was licking his lips and had some cum on his chin. I pointed and he smiled and walked out. The older guy looked at me and asked if i wanted some as he could come again. I declined politely and he left and i used the bathroom. After in the car, Rudy told us how he hooked up with guy. He could see he was hung and the guy saw him staring at his cock so he squeezed it and Rudy would grab a stare. Once the guy saw we were leaving, he grabbed his hard cock looked at Rudy and gave him the follow me. "Did he fuck you too?", i asked Rudy "No just gave him a bj. He came buckets and he tasted good." Rudy said laughing. Bart asked, "Why didnt you let him fuck you?" "I ran out of condoms and didnt want to chance it" Rudy said "You can always take drugs after exposure to stop infection", Bart said smiling "No not for me. Thanks. If i want raw ill swallow but not in my ass", he said "Really, youve never been bb". Bart asked "Not on pick ups or dates. I had a bf a few years ago that we did bb for a while. It was ok. It was when we both were coming out and exploring and experimenting. I think it was the the first for boht of us." Rudy said. "Anyone want to go to a bar", Bart asked

normal lol....life and reality of a hoe/slut/whore/cum dump whatever term you like. gay/bi/straight doesn't matter once they've nutted in you, you have served your purpose.

I woke up cold. We'd drifted off, after our exertions and hadn't gotten underneath the duvet. I lay there, unsure of what to do. Should I wake him, or snuggle closer and his body to keep me warm? Either way I needed to use the bathroom first. I tried to extract myself from his arms without waking him, but I was unsuccessful. The man I'd met hours earlier stirred and spoke to me. "Are you leaving?" He asked me. "No, I just need to piss," I answered, getting off the bed. "First door you come to," he told me. "Are you cold? I'm freezing," he said, moving to get under the blanket. I walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway, finding the first door in the darkness. The light made me recoil, blinded. I relieved myself and wondered what time it was. After I'd finished, I left the light on and went to my clothes, still in a pile by the door into the apartment. I fished my phone out of my pocket; 3.3am. I didn't make much sense of the timing. I was so tired, maybe we'd stayed up longer than I'd thought. I did work 3 loads out of the man. I walked back to the bedroom, feeling a chill creeping in. The room was dark as I dropped my phone onto the padded chair next to the bed and climbed under the covers. I shuffled towards the man who'd bred me only an hour or so before. "Welcome back." His hands grabbed me and pulled me to his body. "You're freezing!" He exclaimed. "You should have said something." "I only just woke up," I told him as my body shuddered, accepting the warmth under the blanket and a man against me. It was still dark when I woke up. I'd drifted off again. This time my dick was hard and I could feel another hard dick against my butt cheeks. I moved, pushing my back and my ass into my new dom. "I was hoping you'd wake up soon," he whispered in my ear. He moved his arm on top of me up, licked his fingers and moved it back underneath the covers. "Unhh," was all I could manage, as his fingers rubbed his spit across my hole. I felt his hand move off my ass before his thick cock pushed against me. I relaxed my hole and angled myself towards him, to make it easier for myself. My hand moved towards the seat, trying to find the bottle of poppers. I found my phone, dragging it towards me, before dropping it and moving my hand back. Finding the small brown bottle, I snapped my hand to my nose. His fat dick was already inside me when I was uncapping the poppers, frantically seeking help. "Huff those poppers, boy." I was ordered. "Deep breaths." I didn't know how he could see me, but I did as I was told. I sniffed deep and hard at the bottle under my nose twice, before capping them and thrusting my hips back towards the dick inside me. We both moved slowly, enjoying a slower fuck. I moaned and grunted, enjoying his thick raw dick. "Thank you, Sir. I fucking love you inside me," I said. "Mhmm. Yeah, you like raw dick, don't you? Tell me you love it raw." "Raw is law, Sir. I love it raw. I haven't used a rubber since I was 20." I confessed. "Good boy. Good boy," he said, each word longer than the last. Our hips thrust against each other for a long time. I was starting to tire out when I heard him say "I'm gonna have to crank it up a notch if you want another load, boy." "How do you want me?" I asked. "On your front, don't move." I rolled onto my front, away from him. His dick slipped out, making me moan. I kept my body still as I reached for the poppers again. My top moved over me, lining his dick up to my hole, still under the duvet. Cold air rushed in at my back, as he lifted himself off me and I started inhaling the poppers. "You want another toxic load, boy?" I answered as I exhaled. "Yes, sir. Knock me up." He pushed inside as I exhaled again. "You're gonna get it, gonna get infected. You want me to convert you?" "Yes, please. Give me what you got, I need it, poz me up, Sir," I begged. The man on top of me started to pound at my hole. I felt his sweat dripping onto my back as he talked dirty to me. "I'm gonna give you my bugs. You're gonna get it, boy. Tell me you want HIV. Beg me for a poz load." I obeyed every instruction. I kept my body still, whilst he fucked me hard and fast, replying to his poz verbal. "Give me everything, Sir. Give it to me. I want HIV, infect me. I need poz cum!" After a few minutes, I felt him shudder. He thrust deep and hard, then lay down on top of me. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it back up over us both. A few minutes more, he spoke to me, "Suck me clean, boy. I thought you liked ass to mouth?" I pulled his cock out of my hole and shuffled down the bed to find his softening member. I opened my mouth and enveloped him, tasting his toxic cum and my bloody cunt. I couldn't taste much blood, wondering if I'd dodged the bullet tonight. 'Time will tell,' I told myself. Slinking back up the bed. hoping to be spooned for the rest of the night, I was met with a white plastic strip in front of me. "You're neg, boy. Your test is negative." "I'd almost forgot we did that," I said, moving my back against his chest. "Me, too... I'm glad you're neg. I hope I get to change that," he said, before throwing the test onto the chair and wrapping his arms around me.

When I've bottomed anon; I don't really need chit-chat after but a small gesture like a thank you, kiss, or even a quick rub goes a long way in making it hotter (and making me want to play again sometime). When I top anon; I tend to give a little butt squeeze or little kiss on their cheek, shoulder, or butt (depending on the scene and where we are, club, apt, outdoors, etc). Most tend to enjoy this extra little acknowledgement. The world is a crazy wild place, have fun and be kind to each other.

12 y/o me in the YMCA locker room. I was a popular young man there after that! ❤️

If you want real physical contact with real guys then get yourself to a sauna/baths bookstore or cruising bar/area. Guys who really are up for it will make the effort to go. 99% of online guys are only into the idea of meeting up and string you along while they have a wank. This weekend I was at a hotel in Shoreditch, London. Was on the apps for a few hours in the evening - despite being able to host, nobody actually went through with a meet... went out to Bunker (local cruise bar) and had three very horny sessions with different guys in the space of a couple of hours. And two of the three who approached me were a lot hotter/younger that I would usually approach for fear of rejection. Which was a better use of my time? Definitely going out.

I walked through the airport, feeling Adrian's cum dripping out of my ass. I made it through security and found my gate. Adrian was nowhere to be seen. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and a woman told me that it looks like I may have sat in something. My face went beet red, knowing exactly what it was. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and noticed that there was a small wet circle in my shorts. Adrian's cum had seeped out my ass and made a wet spot. It was very noticeable against the fabric. I wiped my ass, trying to clean up any cum that had leaked out, and then went back to the gate. Since I had nothing to change into, I had no alternatives other than to keep wearing the shorts with the cum stain on the back. I'm sure I was a sight to see with a hickey's on my neck and cum stains on my shorts. My cock went rock hard thinking about this. I sat back at the gate, finding a spot to sit down and hide the stain on my shorts. I got a text message on my phone. I pulled it out to see it was from "Daddy". I opened it and read it. "You look like such a whore. I can see the cum stain on your shorts" . I looked around to try and find where he was, because obviously he was close. I saw him sitting against the windows, 4 rows over from where I was sitting. I didn't know what to say back and just ignored it. I got another text, and looked down to see it was from my girlfriend. "Can't wait to see you babe!". I felt so bad, knowing that I was about to break her heart. I texted back, "Me too. Think we need to talk when I get there". She responded, asking what was up. I ignored her and boarded the plane a short time later. I was sitting toward the back of the plane, hoping to catch a glimpse of Adrian, secretly hoping but not hoping he would be sitting close to me. I saw him sit up in business class, and my hopes were dashed. Of course hes in business class I thought to myself. The plane took off and we arrived several hours later. My ass felt wet the whole time, and I just knew the 3 loads marinating in me were still leaking out. When we landed, I got a text from "Daddy". All it said was "let me know when you're ready". I responded with a "yes sir". I met my girlfriend at the curbside pickup. When I got into the car she immediately saw the hickey's on my neck and told me I was a fucking piece of shit, and that she knew I had cheated on her. "I guess I know what you wanted to talk about, we are fucking done get the fuck out of my car. I hope one night with a whore was worth losing me!!". I looked over to see her crying. Little did she know that I was in fact the whore, and I had been dicked down the night before by a big cock. I got out of the car, and sat on the sidewalk with my two suitcases as she sped off. "That went suprisingly well", I thought to myself. I pulled out my phone, and for some reason I had butterflies in my stomach and my hand shook as I text "Daddy". All I said was "It's over sir". He responded and asked where I was, and that he would be pulling up soon in a black Jeep. No more than a few minutes later did Adrian pull up in his Jeep. My stomach fluttered in anticipiation as to what was about to happen. This was completely uncharted territory for me, and I was nervous about what the next step was going to bring. I loaded my stuff into his Jeep, and sat in the front seat as he drove off. Adrian rubbed his big hand up my thigh, inside my shorts, stroking my hard cock. "You did such a good job today fuck slut. Daddy's so fucking proud you did the right thing. I'm in charge of you now. Your life is about to fucking change. A few rules. You do everything I say, no limits, and you call me Sir or Daddy from now on. Is that clear?", he firmly asked. "Yes.. Sir", I responded. We kept driving down the interstate, mostly in silence, as I did not know what to say our do. Adrian grabbed my hand and put it over his crotch. I started rubbing at his now hardening cock, and before long it was rock hard. I needed this cock in my ass. Adrian kept his hand on my thigh, moving it up and down close to my cock. They way he rubbed my leg reminded me of the way I used to rub my girlfriends leg when we were in the car. We passed the exit to go toward my school, where I thought Adrian was taking me. "Uh..um..Sir..I think you missed the exit to my school". Adrian responded, not even looking at me "We ain't going to your school". My heart skipped a beat, and it felt like I had a frog in my throat. Thank god today was only Saturday, and classes don't start until Monday, I thought to myself. Buys me a little extra time to deal with whatever Adrian's gonna put me through. We kept driving for a short time, before pulling up to a modest house in the suburbs. Adrian pulled into the garage and lowered the door down behind us. "Get the fuck out of the car, leave your shit in here, you won't be needing it". We both got out of the car and walked into the house. As we stood in the entryway Adrian snapped at me "Get your fucking clothes off. From now on when you're in this house your naked or in a jock, and since you don't have any jocks right now looks like you're gonna be naked". I stood there, thinking that I had gotten myself in over my head. I felt a slap to my face, and I saw red and white lights. "WE DON'T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY!!", Adrian yelled. I got myself together and started to strip out of my shorts and shirt. Adrian told me to take my sneakers off, but to leave my tube socks on. He told me to fucking kneel in front of him, and I complied, not wanting to get hit again. "Wait the fuck here", Adrian told me, has he disappeared back into the house. At this point I knew I probably shouldn't be here, and worried about what was going to happen to me. I realized that nobody even knew where I was. Adrian returned, carrying several items with him. The first thing that I saw was a large ball with two bands that came out of it, with clasps on each end. The ball had marks all over it, which I later realized were teeth marks from other people. This gag had obviously seen some shit. "Open your mouth, I'm gonna gag you so we don't bother the neighbors". Adrian pulled the ball tight in my mouth, and secured the strap firmly around my head. My jaw was immediately sore, and I started leaking saliva out of the corners of my mouth. It was so fucking uncomfortable, but all I could do was whimper into the gag. Next Adrian put a strap around my neck and secured it. I quickly realized that he had put a black leather collar around me neck. "Look at my fucking prize. You don't know what you just fucking signed up for, fag boy. You look so fucking innocent right now". I felt Adrian grab the ring on my collar and drag me down the hallway. My rock hard cock was bouncing in front of me. "How the fuck could I be hard in a moment like this?", I thought to myself. I was scared shitless. Adrian drug me through his master bedroom and into a big master bathroom attached to the bedroom. "Daddy's gonna teach you how to prep that pussy to be fucked. I expect you to have this pussy prepped everytime you come over to be fucked and bred". He turned on the shower, and I saw some contraption with a long hose hanging from the shower head. "Getting in the fucking shower!" Adrian snapped, and I quickly obeyed, stripping off my socks and getting in. Adrian spanked my ass as I walked by. Once in the shower Adrian shoved the hose up my ass, and turned a nozzle that started filling my ass with water. He filled it so full I felt like my stomach was going to explode. "Hold that water in there until I fucking tell you to let it out. If you dump it early you're gonna be really fucking sorry". My stomach started to cramp, and it was so fucking uncomfortable. Right before I felt like I was going to lose control, Adrian let me push it all out. He repeated his process several times. "You keep doing this shit until that waters clear. That means that boy pussy is ready to be fucked". I nodded my head, signalling I understood. Adrian yanked me out of the shower and dried me off. With the ball gag still in my mouth, he told me to put my fuck socks back on because he likes them on when he fucks me. Saliva was still dripping out of the corners of my mouth and my jaw was so fucking sore. I was led to the bedroom and bent over the side of the bed with my face down in the mattress. My feet were on the floor with my ass sticking up in the air. "Don't fucking move". I heard Adrian walking away and then shortly later, walking back. He picked up my head by the hair and the room suddenly went dark. Adrian had put a hood over my head, that left my mouth exposed. I then felt Adrian secure my wrists behind my back, with what felt like leather bands on my wrists that were clipped together. Scared to move, I held that position as Adrian moved around the room. I could feel the air moving around me from him and his feet walking on the floor. I felt so fucking vulnerable, in this guys house, blinded by a hood, gagged, and my hands behind my back. After what felt like several minutes, but was probably not actually that long, I felt Adrian standing behind me again. All I could hear was his breathing. Suddenly there was a loud "crack" in the room, as something hit my ass cheeks. Whatever it was hurt like hell and caused my ass cheeks to burn. "Daddy likes to remind his boys whos in charge. I want to give you a taste of what to expect if you every disobey me or let me down. I'm gonna give this ass 10 spanks with my paddle before I fuck another poz load into you". I groaned, but bit into the gag trying to stay strong. He started paddling my ass again, and every strike stung more and more. It hurt so fucking bad. Tears were running down my cheeks into the bed. I counted out 10 strikes in my head, and hoped this was finally over. I felt what I assumed was the paddle fall on the bed next to me. I could feel Adrian moving behind me again before I felt the dull object pushing at my ass hole. I heard him spit onto my ass crack before he started pushing his big cock into me, using only his spit as lube. "Just my spit is all this ass should need to take this cock boy. Get used to this". He slowly sunk his cock into me before I felt the familiar scatching at my ass cheeks from his pubic hair, meaning he was balls deep. My ass was sore from my cherry being broken the night before, but this time the pain turned to pleasure much quicker. I realized how much I was really starting to like having this cock in my ass. "Fuck this pussy. Fucking fag. Give me this fucking ass. I'm gonna ruin this ass. Gonna knock you up" . Adrian had grabbed my hips and was deep fucking me. All I could do was whimper into the gag, the cock felt so good. I felt myself pushing back onto his cock, trying to get more. "Fucking fag likes this big fucking cock". I felt Adrian tense up, and a few seconds later he was unloading another poz load up my ass. "Uhhh...take that dirty load", he yelled out as he slammed his cock in and out of my, seeding my ass with his poz cum. It surprised me how ok with this I was. He pulled out, leaving my ass gaping, before pulling my collar. "Get this fucking hog cleaned up". I got to my knees and cleaned up his cock, licking all my juices and his cum off. "We gotta work on that mouth boy. You need to learn how to take a cock up that mouth properly". The hood was suddenly pulled from my head and I was blinded by the light in the room. I was happy to see again, even if I was still gagged and my hands restrained. I was drug by the collar out to the living room, where Adrian sat down on the couch. He spread his legs and he told me to "get down there, time for a lesson". I felt him unlatch the ball gag and he took it from my mouth and dropped in on the floor next to me. For the next two hours, Adrian watched TV and smoked a cigar, while coaching me on how to work his cock in my mouth. He would grab head and work it up and down while I sputtered and gagged. Before long my face, chest, and his cock were full of my slobber. He held my head in place while he fucked my mouth like a piston. "Suck that big fucking cock you faggot. Look at you little white bitch gaggin on that big cock. Fucking worthless slut". I was slapped in the face every time I did something that Adrian didn't like. Slowly, over time, I was able to get more and more cock into my mouth before I was finally able to deep throat his full cock. Everytime Adrain was getting close to blowing a load, he would pull me off his cock until he was backed down enough for me to start sucking again. "Gotta save that cum for your pussy. Daddy still has to get you pregnant". Deepthroating his cock really seemed to make Adrian happy with me. "Thats how that mouth is supposed to be used. Just think yesterday you thought you liked fucking women, now both of your holes have been converted to please my cock. And all my friends cocks." Friends cocks? "What the fuck" I thought to myself. Seeing the apprehension in my face, Adrian told me "yeah thats right. I'm gonna share you with all my friends. We are gonna get these holes used". I wasn't sure if I was looking forward to this or scared shitless, but what choice did I have? Adrian pulled me into the bedroom and fucked me two more times, putting two more poz loads in my ass. Before going to sleep, Adrian opened a drawer and pulled something that looked like a large tear drop out. "This is gonna plug that boy ass. We gotta keep that cum in there so it can marinate over night and let my poz swimmers work their magic." He shoved the large plug up my ass, big enough to make me feel full, but not hurt. Adrian unhooked my wrists, which had been behind my back for the last few hours. My shoulders hurt like hell has the blood rushed back into them. "Get in the fucking bed fag". I laid next to Adrian, and he was the big spoon to my little spoon. It was crazy how a man who could be beating my ass and calling me a faggot one second, seemed to flip a switch and have a soft spot for me the next. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all under that tough guy attitude.

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.

I started off pretty innocent, all things said. I'd made it all the way through college without getting high once, not even pot. My oldest brother was a serious stoner and dropped out of college, and I never wanted to hear my parents talk about me in the way they did about him. So I was a model child - straight As and drug-free. Right up until I was 23. I'd known I was kinky. My first sexual experiences was jerking off while smelling the undershirts and briefs of my uncles. I'd sneak in and steal jocks from the football locker room in high school. In college, I experimented more, and was 100% sure I was a submissive. I longed for a Dom, but was often too shy to do anything about it. Anyways, after graduating college and joining the "real world", I'd moved to Atlanta and started hooking up here and there. And on one particular Friday, I decided to make a fantasy of mine come true: I wanted to have a guy piss in me after coming. I got online and went to NKP and made a post. I was honest about things - what I was looking for, etc. I got a few responses from men who were definitely offering more than I was interested in, either by partying or they were poz or whatnot. I longed for the darkness they offered, but I wasn't there. I waited for something more my speed. It finally came in the response from a profile that could have been tailor made for me. Nice older black man, in his early 40s, muscular from work, and not a gym, negative and didn't mention drugs in his profile at all. Nick sounded perfect. "hey there, cutie. I see you're looking for something specific tonight". I replied that I was; it had been a fantasy of mine. We chatted a bit more, talking about my interests and limits. Yes, we could do bondage. Yes to oral. Yes that I while I didn't bareback, I knew I'd have to for this. And the big one, no, I didn't use any drugs. Nick said he was in, told me to get myself cleaned out and come over to his place about 8:30pm. I headed over and pulled into his driveway about 8:20. I texted him and he said to come on inside, the door was unlocked. He wanted me to strip and kneel when I got inside. I did so, and then Nick walked into the foyer. He was everything his profile showed and then some. I was smitten just seeing him walking towards me in nothing but a pair of well worn jeans. Nick had a smooth solid chest, tightly curled black hairs covering his chest, and I could see his pubes just above the waistline of his low-fitting jeans. Everything about Nick was my type. "Damn, you are one pretty little white boy," he drawled. His accent was much deeper than my own. "Um...thank you, Sir. Most men think I'm a little too femme." "No worries about that, boy. I like you girly ones even better." He was standing over me and I was shaking like a leaf looking up at him. "Don't be nervous. I can see you shaking. I'll make this good for you." Nick reached around and gathered my long hair up in his hand and held on. He started walking away, pulling on my hair and making me stumble forward on all fours and struggle to crawl behind him to keep up. "That's right, on your knees and trailing after me like a good boy. You was made for this." In the middle of Nick's living room he had a low ottoman and he led me over to it. "Lay your chest over it, boy, with your hands behind your back." I did as he told and he gathered up my wrists and I could feel the roughness of a jute rope wrapping around them and tying them together. "I like to use rope that leaves a mark, boy. This way you'll remember you were bound at my mercy for a few days later....every time you see these marks." I tried to adjust my wrists to get comfortable, "don't struggle too much boy or you'll sure to mark up your wrists and rub em raw. Make sure you can move and feel your fingers. I don't want them too tight." I did as told and let him know they were OK. "Now, lets get these shoes and jeans off". While I was draped over his stool, Nick went about undressing me from the waist down. I was wearing a cute pair of lacy purple thongs and Nick told me how sexy they were and how he was going to leave them on me. He settled back behind me and I sort of relaxed into the ottoman holding my weight, and Nick started rubbing my ass and my hole. I felt him dribble some lube on my crack and jumped at the coldness. "Settle down now!" Nick yelled at me and gave a powerful smack on my ass that had almost had me crying from the start. "I don't want to hear nothing from you, boy, while I work you open. You aren't nearly ready for my cock, so you shut the fuck up and give me your ass to open!" He brutally shoved 2 fingers in all the way to the knuckles right away. I yelped and got another heavy slap on my ass. "Do I need to gag you to shut you up?!"...."No, Sir....I'll be quiet and good." Nick played with my hole....2 fingers....and then a 3rd....then two fingers from each hand and pulling my hole apart. I struggled to keep quiet, because Nick was absolutely not going easy with any of it, but I did. I wanted his cock and piss inside me, and if I had to suffer a little to get it, I would. Working my hole with 3 fingers, I heard Nick lubing up something behind me...and I just assumed it was his cock. But next thing I know, he's moved to my side, has one hand holding my bound wrists in my back and holding me down. His fingers are stretching me wide as he fucks them in and out of me. "Now, faggot, you take this quietly, and don't tell me 'no' or to stop, and you'll get my piss inside you. You pussy out and cry or beg me to stop and I will, and I'll send your ass home." "Yes, Sir, I understand". With that, he removed his fingers and a few seconds later, I felt something hard and blunt pushing my hole. "This is bigger than my fingers, faggot, but you need to wear this to get ready for my cock. Take it like a good hole...like the good hole you said you are." I accepted the tip, but it flared large fairly quickly and started stretching me beyond what Nick had already prepped me for. He knew the moment when I began to struggle because his hand clamped tightly around my wrists and his entire arm held me in place. "Not a fucking sound from you, faggot!". He growled at me and applied more pressure. I was trembling underneath them and fighting to keep from crying out as he pushed it deeper....when I thought I was about to tear into, I felt it pop in, and my ass clinched up around it. "Such a good faggot. Stayed good and quiet, too". Nick was rubbing my back and down my over my ass...jostling the plug a little just because. He paused for a moment and wiped his hands on a towel he had ready, and moved around in front of me. He lifted my head and brushed the tears on my face away. "Here, take a few hit of these and relax....your hole knows it has what it wants and it'll accept it." Nick held an open bottle of poppers under my nose, and I did 4 deep inhales on his instruction....four on the left side and hold....then release....then 4 on the right side and hold....then release. By the time that last exhale the poppers were hitting me hard, and I could relax some around the large plug in my hole. I didn't think I'd ever had anything that big inside me. "You look so pretty, Chase, bent over my stool....wearing my ropes.....crying for me." It was the first time he'd said my name, and I felt like the best boy in the world. "Now, you said you could deep throat, right pretty boy?"...I nodded "Yes, Sir". He gave a low growl and said, "that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Here, have some more poppers and then I want to feel your throat around my cockhead."

He's my cousin's child and I'm also his godfather (in Greece that's a big thing). Some days ago she called me really upset. She would always call me for medical "emergencies" like oh I forgot to take this vitamin today am I going to die? She's being doing this from when I started medical school when I was 20. Now she was more upset than ever. She asked me to see me at my place. I was like "what will it be this time". And she said that my nephew is gay. That was quite a shock. I haven't told her that I'm gay either (I'm a coward I know). I felt "guilty". The same guilt that I was feeling when my mother was asking me if I'm a fagot when she saw a magazine with a shirtless dude on my desk. She said that she believes her nephew not only is gay but he's also having a bf (I was like that's lovely everybody wants a bf). She said that I should examine him. I explained her that being gay is not a disease and since it's not one it can't be somehow "examined". If he's gay that can't change. What we can change is accept him and make him feel safe. She said that he should see a therapist. I told her that if he feels like it, then he should but not to turn straight. He will discuss things that worry him. If she has trouble with gays, she should have therapy. I talked with him yesterday. I told him that I love him and I will always protect him. He said that he knows. I felt very happy when I heard that. He told me that he's gay, that he has a bf and that he's very worried about how his mother will react. He cried his heart in my arms. We also have the issue that his mother doesn't want him to be an architect but his mother won't pay for drawing classes (here you need to take drawing classes for 1-2 in parallel with school because you are examined in these but never taught). I told him not to worry and that I will pay for his classes. He cried even more. I didn't tell him about me being gay. I told my bf though that there's a slight chance I adopted my nephew.

i'd hooked up w him twice before so i knew the D was good and for whatever reason, dude was just my idea of a 10: mid 30s neither short nor tall, slim but fit, very handsome black guy with a sweet 10" cock, long but not too fat. he'd already bred me twice that day - after the second time i was able to cross item #1 off my bucket list when he stayed inside me for a min and slowly i could feel the warm flow of liquid up my ass, followed by a quick head rush as the chem piss took affect. laying there just enjoying all the feels - i was pleased to hear him say "my buddy wants to come over. i think you'll like this guy. he's got the fattest dick i've ever seen. what you think?" i quickly agreed as being shared by a dom top with his pal was another item on the list. then he advised i go push the piss out as it had been stewing inside me for a while. we showered and then he asked for a syringe which i actually had so he started preparing. told to get on the bed on all fours, he lubed my hole then inserted the syringe and i felt a squirt of warm liquid followed by another head rush. my first booty bump. cross another item off the bucket list. then i gave him his and he started opening up my hole with dildos of increasing size. his buddy arrived - a tall, formerly muscled out middle asked white guy w a big beer barrel gut and the thickest cock i've ever seen. we took turns trying to swallow this guy then my friend, usually a strict top but i guess the T was gettin to him, assumed the position. it was wild to see the guy i'd only known as topping me try to take big dick and i helped by working his nips and sucking his dick but i could tell he was struggling to take something this big. then he announced it was my turn and i felt a completely different kind of rutting. my friend usually fucks me so deep it's amazing but this guys fat cock starching my hole to the max gave a different focus as i enjoyed the sensations around my hole as he pumped in and out. then he abruptly said he had to bounce and i noticed for the first time just how frickin drunk this guy was. i can't belive he drove. heck i can't believe he could get it up that wasted. then my friend proceeded to fuck my stretched hole long and deep and deposited load number 3 deep into my guts. he then flipped me onto my back and proceeded to give me the best frickin head as i thought about how lucky i was to get 3 items crossed off the list all in one night.

Not as good as the Vault or SBN. Not as many people attending because it's a bit out of the way transport wise. That said, I've been 3 times and come away loaded so can't complain. Also nice guys who run the place.

It's always been like this. My profile: 'Bottom sub. Bareback only. Anything goes except scat. Can travel CANNOT accommodate' Message to me: 'Are you a top. I need fucking. Safe only' Can you accommodate? FFS!!!

Monday morning means load the bus and head back to town for the regular school day. Quick breakfasts and grabbing their things, the players lined up to load the bus. As usual Coach took the first seat near the driver. Tom, still tired found an empty row to curl up for sleep. Dreams began almost immediately. Dreams of his constant orgasms. Tom was awakened by Reed. "Man you were really out of it," Reed said. Tom's answer was, "Where are we?" School is all read said. Tom went in and stuffed his things in his gym and hall locker. By the time he had his books and things for morning, the bell was ringing. Time to head to class. First period was anatomy and physiology. Of all the subjects, it was reproductive organs. Tom's big cock was very much alive and had already had some drips. After class he headed to the boys' room where he used toilet paper to dry himself and some brown paper towels to wrap his rascal. The big cock was still hard. If he had had more time, he would have jacked off. Well, off to Calc. Tom knew the day would drone on. One of the hall monitors delivered a note to see Coach at lunch. Tom figured it would be about the light practice and vids they always had on Mondays. Monday night would be Tom's meeting with coach for more intense films. Tom let his mind wander in Chem2 . The result was to singe some of the hair off his hand on the bunsen burner. Swell, Tom thought. Now it looks like I shave it. Mr Thompson hurried over at the smell. He was happy to see it wasn't a burn. It wasn't like Tom not to concentrate so Mr Thompson said nothing. Time passed. One more class, then lunch. Latin 4. Translating Caesar was not too exciting, but today it was Ovid poetry, love poems only excited Tom and his cock even more. Finally, it was time for lunch. Tom made his way to Coach's office. Coach had a surprise. He pulled out the new uniforms. He said he needed Tom to model them for a few pictures for school paper and for the Herald, the town's newspaper. As Tom looked at his number, he said, "Right here, Coach." Sure was the response. Tom started to strip. When he got out his underwear, it was wet. He turned away from Coach but Coach had already seen. Tom, are you still having trouble with that?" Coach asked. Embarrassed, Tom could only nod. Coach said he had an idea. He produced a plastic sleeve and a hair dryer. He had Tom slide the plastic sleeve over his engorged cock. Then in a flash he used the hair dryer to shrink the plastic in place. That will keep the leak under control. I have a few ideas to help. We'll talk about it tonight. He handed Tom a Coke and a McDonald's Big Mac with fries. Tom asked if it was Coke. Coach said, I think I got diet by mistake. Eat up and drink. We'll get the photos taken and you can be off to class. Team sees new uniforms at practice. The day droned on and Tom stayed rock hard. He was finally getting used to it. As the day ended, the team asked where he was at lunch. He told them about meeting Coach and Coach had a surprise. Practice started in locker room. Coach showed off new uniforms and said "all right men. time for PT." Moans all around. After 30 min, the team gathered to watch game films. Then, they broke to shower and head home. Tom was panicking, His cock was sheathed. Everyone would see it. Coach called Tom and said, "I need you to run some errands right now. Shower at home. I'll see you for our meeting tonight. Tom breathed a sigh of relief. Sweaty Tom ran into Jan on one of the errands. She turned up her nose and said, "Tom, how can you run around town looking like that?" All he answered was,"Coach's orders." She turned and went on her way. Tom finished the errands went home, showered, and lay down. He was very tired.

A4A having members ask to "have drinks", or to "meet up", or looking for LTR???? Not here in Tampa/St Pete, there are alot of scammers/criminal element on A4A in my area. If you are over 40 you get alot of "can you be generous" or simply they put a "$" in the text of their message. I've reported these profiles to management for solicitation and they have been taken down. It's funny, why would you be on one of these sites and want to meet a week from next Friday, it's nuts. I think A4A has an area that highlights "Looking for sex now", and generally you get a more prompt response. But of all the apps in my area, A4A has some of the more questionable individuals, who seem to be either totally fake profiles (i.e. "I am looking for a soulmate") to others where they ask you to pay for an Uber or some other kind of "reimbursement", as if the site was a part time job for them. I generally tell them to take the bus........that usually gets them to shut up.

Isnt that kind of normal?

Tommy and Zeke struggled with it all afternoon and into the night. How do you tell a man you love romantically that he is your half brother? Most people could probably walk away from someone they had only known a few days and only spoken to for the first time this morning but for these two it would be like betraying their own love. They had known when they met, in their hearts, that they were meant together. Indeed since that night they had never spent an entire 24 hour day apart and had slept every night in the same bed except for a week Zeke had spent in the hospital. They were just as certain that Red was a part of them. There was no way to deny it About 10 pm Tommy’s phone buzzed and the guard at the front gate told him that Red was there wanting to come in “Yes, admit him now and let all the other guards know Red is always to be admitted when he appears. He is a resident here now” Tommy told him and then watched the lights pf Red’s car on the long driveway around the house Zeke stayed in their bedroom by the fire and Tommy went to greet Red As soon as he saw him Tommy could tell he had been crying. He opened his arms and Red clung to him sobbing “Shhhh Baby, calm down and tell me what’s wrong” Tommy said stroking the boy’s hair and gently guiding him down the hall to the bedroom As soon as they came through the door Zeke was on his feet “Is he ok? What’s wrong? Who hurt him?” and that last question was delivered with such cold fury that Red flinched as Zeke crossed to them his ice blue eyes glittering with rage as he opened is arms to embrace them both. Tommy noted they Red's eyes were the exact same ice blue though they were red from crying just now Zeke was stopped by one broken hearted question “Did you know Zeke?” Red asked and started sobbing again as Tommy held him “We found out just after you left. I swear to you I had no idea when we…” Zeke whispered “When you fucked and infected your own brother with HIV?” Red asked though that didn’t seem to be the core of his problem “I take it you had a talk with your mom?” Tommy asked “I talked with April” Red said coldly “She knew I was gay before I did so I knew I could tell her I had met someone to be happy with.. She didn’t even blink when I said it was two someones and then I told her who and she exploded” “Red. If I ever hear you call the woman who changed your diapers and put bandaids on your scraped knees anything other than mom or mother again. You and I will have a serious issue” Tommy said in a gentle but firm voice. “She has earned that title and you disrespect all the years and love she gave you when you call her by her name like that. Don’t be a snide little brat. It doesn't fit you” “I’m sorry and you are right” Red said “I just resented that she told me that I could not be with Zeke. It broke my heart no matter how gently she put it” “You being with Zeke and I is your choice and not hers” Tommy said a hint of anger in his voice “We had that discussion with Zeke’s parents this afternoon. They felt the exact same way your mother does” “Zeke faced them down, he’s really good at that by the way, and told them we had no intentions of staying away from you” Tommy said “I believe his words were ‘it would be like cutting off an arm’ at this point. He also said it was not like you two could have a baby together or something like that. The only objection that had that rang true was that you deserved to make an informed choice and since them we have been racking our brains to find a way to tell you. Your mom took care if that though” “I could never have stayed away. I love you both too much” Red said and there it was. Red was the first to say what they all knew. This was not infatuation or lust. This was deep unbreakable love. “We love you too” came the reply from both of them “I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know if I can have sex with my own brother again” Red said looking at Zeke who finally stepped to them and took both his men in his arms “I just need you here little brother. I need you in my life and in my arms. Sex is the least of what we are together. It’s nice but I will be happy as long as I get to see you every day” Zeke said “I wonder if Red will keep up that resistance long when he sees how things are around here” Tommy thought a bit smugly though he kept it to himself “I highly doubt it” Red washed his face and they got ready for bed. They fit together in a way they would sleep for the rest of their lives as if they had been doing it for years Tommy, as always, nuzzled into Zeke’s hairy chest in his own hands tighter against his own chest between them with Zeke’s chin resting on top of his head. Red spooned behind Tommy his chin also on his head and his forehead inches from Zeke’s. His long arm draped over both his men, his hands resting on Zeke’s hip as Zeke’s long arms held them both. It felt natural at and soon they slept the best, most relaxed sleep of their lives The next day Red called his mother and after a brief talk hung up. “She wants to see all three of us” he said Zeke drove them to town and soon they were sitting together on April’s couch as she served them all tea then sat in a large comfortable chair facing them “You got the best parts of both your parents except the hair” She said to Zeke. "I have seen pictures of you since you were two” Zeke nodded She watched them for a while, noting how they sat. Red was in the middle hooding Tommy's hand as he leaned on Zeke whos arm laid protectively around Red though his hand rested on Tommy’s shoulder . It was not contrived for her benefit it was just how they had settled on the couch together, It looked so natural and relaxed and seeing her buy so obviously loved and cherished by these men he had just met warmed her heart and confused her. There was no way she could fight this and keep her son and she knew it “I have not seen a picture since you were about 16 though” she continued “Why do you both look so familiar?” She said to give herself time to accept she had lost this battle before it even started “Geees Mom” Red said exasperatedly “What is your favorite music video of all time? The one yo still watch at least once a day?” “That Billy and Mike video with the two men dancing” She said without even thinking “LOOK at them!” Red said Her eyes slowly widened “That was you two?” she asked “Billy is my cousin and Mike is Zeke’s and I guess Red’s cousin too since he’s on that side of the family” Tommy explained “I always felt how much you loved each other when you danced. No one could fake that. How are you both suddenly in love with my son as well?” she asked Tommy told her a very very cleaned up version of how he and Zeke had met and known they were meant to be together. They had been together ever since “It was the exact same feeling we got when we started talking to Red. We could not deny it because we had been through it before” Zeke added “But he’s your brother” She said “Mom, we aren't going to be making babies!” Red said “And for now at least I’m only doing that kind of thing with Tommy” conveniently leaving out what had happened the morning before “For now?” She asked “For as long as Red says” Zeke said firmly “Next to Tommy, Red is the most beautiful man I have ever seen but I don’t need to have sex with him. I just need him there, in our lives” “What are you going to do when he goes to school?” She asked “We WILL fight if you try to stop him from doing that” “I graduated from there last year. Our apartment in the city is just a two block walk from there. I can help him with class selection, picking the best instructors and how to structure his days to the best effect” Tommy said “We can protect him and guide him" Zeke added "Also if he will let us, we will pay his tuition and he won’t have to limit how many classes he takes to what he has saved so far. He can go as far and as fast as he wants to” Red started to protest but his mother told him to hush “They want to do this so let them. They are not trying to buy you because you are already theirs. They are your life partners and they want to make your life better just as you will make their life better just by being there” and she gave in, blessing this odd relationship. She felt happy to know her son would be loved and protected “I will think about it” Red said “Look you prideful little prick” Zeke said squeezing Red to take the sting out of his words “I did the exact same thing for Tommy. I actually think the money he saved for college is still in that savings account of his. He let me help him and he didn’t turn out too bad. He can get his shoes on the right feet… Most mornings anyway” “Red is not the only one who can cut you off you know” Tommy said smiling evilly It took about a day for Red to get over his “brother” thing. Tommy and Zeke openly telling him they had sex with their cousins and that Tommy sometimes fucked his own brother Mark, who was away on his honeymoon currently, coupled with the undeniable attraction and love between all three of them made Red reconsider. In for a penny and all that Tommy was openly amused at the look on Zeke’s face when the first thing Red wanted to do was fuck his brother but to Zeke’s credit it only took him a moment to readjust his thinking and agree. That night was special and a turning point for Zeke. He was the bottom for both of his men. Res instinctively whispered words of love and gratitude for what Zeke was giving him, promising to always cherish and protect both his men, He vocalized what Tommy had always felt when he topped Zeke but had never said because Zeke’s dominance always held him back It turned out Zeke needed to hear it though and he could accept it from Red. Zeke had always been the protector but Red brought out his need to just let go and be the vulnerable one to allow himself to be protected. They all knew that he could only show this side of himself in the comfort and shelter of their bed, with his two men. He had never been able to share this with Tommy alone. It had taken Red to break down that wall Rather than being jealous Tommy was grateful to Red for bringing out this side of Zeke and when Tommy took his turn inside the man who had changed his life four years ago he was able to express his own gratitude and fierce protectiveness to his wonderful Zeke The outside world would never see a difference but that day Tommy and Zeke truly became equals in their relationship. Tommy knew Zeke was wiser in many matters but when he let him lead from then on it was because it was the logical thing to do and not out of a desire to submit. A subtle difference but a difference nonetheless It brought Red in as a co-equal from the beginning but Red, being no fool, knew that both Tommy and Zeke knew more than him and accepted their guidance. He knew they wanted nothing but the best for him and would never steer him wrong The fact that Zeke had a little brother was accepted by everyone fairly easily and Tommy’s relatives embraced him as just another cousin . It was easier because Red knew most of the younger members of the family already. It was a small town after all It was Red however, who ended the endless contention between Mike and Zeke the next day When Zeke smugly told Mike that like Tommy, Red was off limits until Mike gave up his ass, Red showed he was perfectly capable pf telling Zeke tp stuff it when he was wrong “And who the fuck are you to tell ME who I can be with and who I can’t, brother mine?” Red had snapped before Mike could even respond “You don’t see me limiting you that way and I know Tommy well enough by now to know he would never put a limitation like that on you. I don’t know Jeff well but it’s probably the same for him, Why should you two power tripping assholes get to limit us if we don’t limit you?” Tommy and Jeff were looking at each other with narrowed eyes “You know, he’s right” Jeff said to Tommy “I know both Mike and Zeke DO bottom. I fucked Mike yesterday, I know you top Zeke and quite frankly, Red is so beautiful I can’t imagine that if he wants to top Zeke that he would deny him" “He sure didn’t last night” Red snorted “You and I rarely bottom for anyone but our husbands because honestly, when you have a Zeke or a Mike in your bed most other men have trouble comparing, but if and when we do decide on some extra curricular bottoming why should we limit ourselves? This is a bullshit ego problem between two little boys who need to grow the fuck up” Tommy replied “I think the rest of us should enjoy each other’s company until they resolve their issues one way or another” Red said and he linked arms with Tommy and Jeff and followed by the rest of their family and friends they left the two startled men standing alone It only took one night of Tommy and Red “not being in the mood” and Jeff doing the same in Mike’s bed to convince the two cousins that their men were serious. Except for times of illness their men were never “not in the mood” The next day found Mike and Zeke alone in a bedroom “Lets get this over with, who goes first?” Mike said with angry bitterness That took Zeke aback, He approached Mike and put his hands on his shoulders, looking into his eyes “What the fuck happened to us Mike?” Zeke asked in a quiet hurt voice “ There was a time when we were like brothers. Until I met Tommy, you had been the most important person in my life… Till I broke the rules and fucked Doug… I had to do something… That man was pure scum… He deliberately hurt you just because he could… I was not the only one he was fucking around with…” “You were the only one he fucked around with who was my cousin!” Mike shouted “We had rules and you broke them!” “I know and I’m sorry. I honestly thought it was worth it to get that leach away from you. You have to admit things didn’t turn out to bad for you as a result. You have said so yourself” Zeke said Mike turned from him “I was not jealous that you had fucked Doug! I was jealous that you were with him and not with me!” Mike said in a shaking emotional voice Zeke was stunned Mike looked back and there were tears in his eyes “I knew Luke could never love me and you were there after he left” He said his voice ragged ”We were always together, sharing bottoms but the next morning the bottom was either gone or shunted off to the side and I would wake up with you holding me,” “ Then Cal and Doug came along” Mike continued a bit more steadily “you seemed so infatuated with Cal that I stayed with Doug because I had lost hope and he was good in bed at least. I was honestly going to break it off with Doug after you and Cal split. I gave you some time to recover and suddenly you were back with Cal and to top it off you fucked Doug in the middle of it all!” “No I can’t complain about my life and I would not change a thing if that meant I would miss out on Jeff but I loved you first cousin!. It was like something was deliberately keeping us apart” he finished sadly “I always loved you Mike, I did what I did with Doug out of love for you. You know I always found him repulsive. What other reason would I fuck him for than to get him out of your life?” Zeke said just as sadly and what might have been flashed before his eyes “But all this led to Jeff and Tommy and now Red. I can’t honestly regret what I did. I don’t deserve to be this happy but I am and I’m grateful” Zeke said simply “I am too honestly” Mike said Then they kissed for the first time and the love that had always been there blazed to life in that bedroom. They made love for hours and who was on top or on bottom didn’t matter as they let go and just explored each other. A part of each of their hearts healed that day. Sex among their group of family and friends tended to be public a lot of the time but everyone respected that every once in a while Mike and Zeke would vanish for a few hours after that day to share in what could have been agadn. ********************* Ezekiel smiled from behind Zeke’s eyes. His decision to keep Mike and Zeke apart all those years ago had paid off for the entire world. It had brought about what would come to be known as “The Angel Strain” of HIV and would save thousands of lives That didn’t mean he had been indifferent to the personal pain it had caused the two men and he was glad that hurt was healing and that they could at least get a taste of what they could have been together. ********************* In the end Mike never fucked Tommy or Red and Zeke was never with Jeff but that was by choice not because of some limitation imposed on them all. The day they went back to the apartment in preparation for Red’s first day at school Tommy marveled how the addition of this young man had made a life he didn’t think could be improved so much better just by being there and being himself A thought occurred to Tommy as they went down the stairs from the helicopter pad on the apartment building roof “Red, how do you feel about doing dishes?” Tommy asked innocently and Zeke had to choke back a laugh **************************************************************************** In the next chapter Red answers the all important dishes question! Just kidding! The next chapter is Red’s first trip to the baths! Let me know what you think! Scanbu P.S. If you had no idea about some of what Mike and Zeke were talking about go read my story “Somebody to be mine forever” here on Breeding Zone [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/84351-somebody-to-be-mine-forever/

I love the degradation of it personally. To be made to feel subhuman and worthless that I’m not even worth a thank you after taking a cumload. Massive turn on

I like psychos.

I don't mind it at all. As long as his load is leaking out of my hole, I'm happy.

@KERVORKIANjack perhaps you didn't read the OP and thus are clueless about this discussion. But the point is all perpetrators of bad behavior aren't Islamic.

I got more like cranked in . . . and out, but yes that's how it starts I suppose. Having an audience gets me going too.

I love it when that happens. When I advertise my private gloryhole I always say that I don't want any hellos, goodbyes, or chit-chat of any kind. Just dirty talk. Once the guy shoots, he quietly leaves, without saying a word. I love that

Not My Story, but it was improved by me Groped and Pozzed I am a 21 year old white bubble butt who is engaged to another 21 year old white guy. We have been dating since we were 19 and have fallen so deeply in love that we got engaged this January. Our relationship has been mostly perfect, however our sex life is bland. I am a submissive bottom, and he is a top, so things usually go smoothly, however he doesn't have as high of a libido as I do, and it makes it hard for me to be fully satisfied. Add this to the fact that I've always secretly considered cheating to be hot and you have a recipe for disaster. Me and my fiance usually go to a gay club every few weeks. Not to hook up with other guys or anything, but to just dance and drink and have fun with other gay couples. I've admittedly stared at some hot guys multiple times before, however my fiance doesn't ever notice. Yesterday we decided to go to the club, and I got ready. I was wearing these tight black gym shorts that were above my knee and showed off my round ass. My fiance liked the view and wore casual clothes. I was feeling risky and decided to go commando without telling him. I wore a t-shirt and that was it. We get to the club and it is going great. Every time I go to the club I get hit on at least once, so it wasn't a surprise when this big older guy started looking at me with a grin, and made suggestive comments. I politely told him off, but only because my fiance was with me. Throughout most of the night nothing happens. We have fun, drink, talk, and dance. Towards the end, we were out on the main floor and were dancing to whatever music was playing, when I felt a big hand squeeze my left cheek tightly. My fiance was several feet away and talking to someone else so he didn't notice. I turn my head to see a fit black guy groping my ass. He's wearing tight jeans and a tank top. I see a bulge form as he rubs his fingers in between my soft asscheeks. He slyly smiled at me and I nodded to let him know he could keep touching me. He moved closer behind me and tightly squeezed both of my cheeks. His grip was so strong that I had to regain my balance. I subtly moved a few feet away from my fiance so that he couldn't see anything happen. Soon enough I felt this guy's hand move to my waist, and I feel him force his hands inside the back of my shorts. I stay still as he cups my bare ass with his hands. He does this for a minute before pulling one of my cheeks to the side, and begins rubbing my asshole with his fingers. This made me grunt quietly, and I whispered to him if he knew anywhere private we could go. He said his car had tinted windows, and that we could go there. I agreed, and he pulled his hands out of my shorts. I walked up to my boyfriend and told him I was going to head to a shop down the street for a few minutes to grab a snack. I said goodbye and walked out front and then went behind the club where there was a parking lot. The guy came out not too far behind me and guided me to his sedan, which had almost black windows. He told me to get in the backseat, and I listened. He joined, before locking the door. He immediately took his shirt off, revealing his abs and 6 pack. He then took his pants off, revealing a huge, fully erect cock. I pulled my shorts off and began jerking him off. He moaned as I moved my hand up and down. I only did this for about 2 minutes, before he told me to lean back on the seat. I did as told and laid completely flat on my back, with my legs up to my shoulder revealing my ass to him. He grinned and began rubbing my asshole with his finger. I moaned and groaned as he rubbed around my hole, even pushing the tip in a few times. Soon though, he couldn't wait. He began lubing my ass up. It was happening. He covered my ass in lube, and asked me if he should wear a condom. I told him no, and he was pleased with that. He pulled my ass to the side a bit to provide himself a better angle from the small corner he was in, before he pulled his hard cock up, and kneeled right next to my asshole. He pressed his tip against my hole a few times, before he couldn't help himself and shoved his entire bare massive cock balls deep inside my tight asshole. We both moaned and groaned as he pushed himself all the way inside me, and squeals of pleasure came out of me as he slowly pulled himself mostly out and then all the way in again. We moaned together as he slowly thrusted in and out of my tight asshole, stretching me out with every push. I held my legs up with my hands, and watched as he pounded me with his thick cock on his knees. It was then that I noticed a small tattoo of a scorpion just above his crotch with a red “plus” sign. I felt like such a slut. We fucked for a good few minutes before he came inside me, filling me up with his warm sperm. I clenched my hole to not make a mess and pulled my pants up, got my shirt on, and left his car. I gave him a smile before I went back to the bar and greeted my fiance, with a stranger's semen deep inside me. He smiled at me and gave me a wink, He handed me his number and told me to let him know when I get his “gift”. I gave him a puzzled look. He then pointed at his tat and smiled. I got home and googled his tattoo, my cock instantly became hard, and for the first time in our relationship. I fucked my fiance. He saw me with a devilish look in my eyes. He never put up a fight. I slid my 5inch cock into his ass with relative ease. Something told me this was not his first time taking a cock ever let alone that day. I gave him 10 hard thrusts and pumped a 5-day load into his fucked ass. We both fell asleep, but he woke me up a little bit later standing naked holding two pieces of paper. He asked me if this guy fucked me? I nodded yes. I asked how he knew…because he fucked me too he said quietly. “You know he pozzed us” he said quietly. I again nodded, “yes”. And with that my fiance’s cock grew to his 7 inch to full mast. He pounced on me and shoved his cock in my already fucked hole. He did not last long flooding me with his still negative load. After he came in me like he had done hundreds of times. “I just called him, he’s on his way here to finish the job for both of us.” my fiance whispered in my ear. In a few moments there was a knock at the door. There may be a part 2. Let me know what you like I love your hot feedback her and in my messages Joey

You don't need me to tell you, but you're a good man. Your nephew has a really great uncle.

Such a hot story when I was nine years old I used to suck my uncle and eventually got fucked by him a lot until I was 15 after that he moved and got married so sad, i really love family sex so hot.

I mean I feel like this is just the gay community in general the community has always been a bit racist paying attention to only the cis white gays while ignoring POCs even tho we owe all of our right to our trans brothers and sisters of colour.

So hot! I love slow deep fucks with lots of eye contact and making out.

I started Doxy PEP on recommendation from my doctor here in Washington, DC. I get tested every 3-4 months and get an STI maybe every other year. But, my doctor recommended it for me several months after this year's Mid-Atlantic Leather (MAL). MAL is a huge leather, sex-filled event held in DC every year. And every year my doctor, who has a large gay patient base, sees PLENTY of STIs in the weeks following MAL. However, Doxy PEP was available at MAL this year for all attendees for free and those guys took advantage of it. And this year, my doctor saw no STIs like he usually does from MAL attendees. ZERO. ZILCH. So far, good enough for me!

May I suggest, since you seem bound and determined to have an argument devoid of meaningful "content" and replete with "quotation marks" misused for no discernable purpose, that you try a different web site? Perhaps this one:

Guess whose favorite fetish is?😜 and it is becoming really very popular, the groups on telegram are countless and in recent years the exposed fags are thousands and thousands... how exciting would it be to be exposed while being cumdumped en masse and while showing ID? oh yes, this is how I like to cruise:

I can’t stand bottoms who whine constantly or scream. A real turn off

Simon didn’t meet strange men on Sniffies all the time, but he found himself ass up in a strange bed, sniffing some poppers, waiting for his anonymous host to come slinking out of the adjacent room with only his footsteps as an announcement. The not too unfamiliar smell of the nitrate, mingled with something else, something not quite determinable as his host fingered his hole with something wet and slimy. The host gingerly placed an unrolled condom just next to Simon‘s face as he plunged his erect cock, deep into Simon’s ass. Simon clenched with apprehension. He asked his host to play safe and yet there was the condom next to his face. His host grunted, chortled and then moaned with malign pleasure at the tightness and at Simon’s apprehension and surprise. Simon struggled to back off the man, but his host held his hips tight with his giant hands. “Don’t buck. This will be over soon”, the man spat, thrusting deeper and with force. Simmons sighed, relented and complied, knowing he had some extra Truvada in his nightstand at home. True to his word, the host shuddered, moaned, pulled out of Simon and left him leaking on the bed. The smell of semen engulfed the room. Simon hadn’t finished yet but quickly shot his load onto the bedsheet next to the condom. That’s when he noticed it. The condom had been full and leaking semen. It was the smell he hadn’t quite been able to discern until that moment. As he drove home, Simon remembered he didn’t have any Truvada left. He smiled.

I turned tricks in my 20's in SF '93 -95' ish... Always a hard core bottom, and still to this day I can't ever get fucked hard or long enough. From 48 - 52 I indentured as a TOP amd lived on a diet of twinkish young men 19 -27 was my preferred age range. So, I'm not one to be ALL bragadocious but I've never been fucked like I fuck. And while I've much less expereince as a TOP... it's what I choose if it was the end of the world and everybody only gets one. FF>> to today at 57... Sub by default TOP by inspiration (or command W/ Vigara I like to stay non-errect as a sub, it's respectful show of place). So seeing my hinderance as a TOP is motivation, turning tricks and charging for stud services get's me off... however it only works in my mind when I dont need a goddam cent from anyone, and so here's to financial independence...

I had a buddy who lived close to a road I often took to work and I would regularly drop in if he was at home but always fucked him with a rubber on my cock. Then one day without warning I went from teasing his hole with my cock to pushing just the head into his unprotected hole. At first he said something about being safe but quickly changed to him convincing himself that I was safe and begging me to continue but asking me not to cum inside him. I have a habit of forgetting to pull out until I've shot 2-3 blasts of my cum deep inside a bottom who asked me to pull out, but for him I made no attempt at all to pull out and he loved it so much we never used another condom. I never did tell him that I was bare fucking other bottoms every chance I got, typically 3-4 times a week.

I went to an out-of-the-way park the other day, after work. I walked by a hot big cross fit type guy sitting on the park bench. I went down one of the side trails where it's great to take off my shirt and sit in the sun. I enjoy sitting in the sun after a sweaty dirty work day. A few minutes later that guy from the bench turned up. I unzipped my shorts, he gave me a quick cock suck. I played with his ass while he was bent over. I don't think he was into that so much. I played with his dick a bit and it was pretty hard, so I got him to stand up and I rubbed his cock head in my ass. He got into that pretty quick, so I rubbed some spit on his cock and he got into it. He fucked me pretty deep pretty quick, I had to brace myself and get used to the size. After a few minutes, I could tell he was getting close. I thought he was going to pull out. I told him to keep his cock in deep when he cums, he got the message loud and clear. He doubled down and went deep. He busted his load. He tidied up his clothes and took off, to finish his run I guessed. I sat back down and enjoyed the warm afternoon sun. Another dude walked by, but I was not into him, I was kind of worn out. I went for a walk in the forest for a bit and then went back to the clearing to get some more sun. After sitting in the clearing for 20 minutes, the first dude came back. I stood up and went over and had a play with him. My cock was rock hard. He pulled his shorts down and pulled his shirt up. I got in behind him and rubbed by cock in his ass. He grabbed my dick and rubbed it in his hole. I dropped some spit in there and pushed it in. We went at it for a few minutes, I rubbed my hands up on his pecs those CrossFit types a re well built. I got close and groaned and breathed deeply he knew I was close. I unloaded deep in his ass. It was a good afternoon getting some sun in the park.

it wasnt my idea, its the tops that started doing me that way