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I am completely distracted up until the lunch break and a little excited all in one. I am your average stocky guy. Nothing special at all and wouldn’t get a second glance from most guys. My only success with being fucked is usually anonymous and most success I have ever had is through glory hole when the guy can’t see me or my face. So, this is a completely new and confusing experience for me. David is over 6’ tall, clearly works out with the god given 32” waist. You know the type that can wear a tight-fitting business shirt to work and look professional and sexy all in one. He has a 5-day blonde beard and has that sensual subtle tell-tale smell of cigarette smoke about him. Midday comes along and, on the dot, David is standing at my desk telling me it is time for lunch. As there are a few people around in the open office, he makes it look official and says he wants to take me to lunch to go over a proposal. We get into the lift to go down to the ground floor and we are the only ones in the lift. Without any warning David moves in and shoves his tongue down my throat with a wet passionate kiss quickly before the lift stops for someone else. He stands back as though nothing happened when the doors open to let some others in. I am standing there with my cock immediately growing from the kiss and still processing what just happened and basking in the taste of his smoker breath and sensation from his scratchy beard when he kissed me. I try to adjust myself so my hard on is not so obvious. David looks at my crotch and then me and smiles and winks as I try to hide my sudden excitement. We step outside like two normal businessmen, and he lights up a cigarette and we walk a couple of blocks to a café where we wait to be seated. We chat about work like nothing has happened and as we wait to be seated David casually places his hand on my arse and leans in and says, “please tell me I am still in there from last night”. I chuckle slightly and look at him and respond, “yeah, you and 6 others”. David squeezes my arse as we get assigned a seat. Sitting opposite me, I have to broach the subject of what many would say is a “mismatch”. And ask him why the fuck he would be interested/turned on by me. “Simple” he says, “you know what they say, opposites attract. Add to that I was watching you all day yesterday and how you interacted with all the others in the office. You are smart, confident, and considerate and that really turned me on. I also prefer stocky guys”. He makes sure his knee is touching mine under the table all through lunch as we talk about the previous night. I say, “that was pretty bold last night.” David responds, “Listen, I know what I like, and I know what I want. But I am also not a fool. Hence the notes. I’ll be honest with you. I was pozzed 3 months ago by my ex-boyfriend. He was a hot guy but was a jerk too. I thought we were exclusive and obviously he wasn’t. We broke up about 6 months ago and hooked up one night after when I was drunk and horny. I let him fuck me raw and breed me which is quite unusual as I am mostly a top, but he insisted, and I was drunk. Long story short, he knew exactly what he was doing and pozzed me.” “That sucks” I reply. “I had seen you online in some of the meetings and thought you were cute, but also very attractive from a personality sense. When I saw you online yesterday, I thought, fuck it, and did what I did last night. I was more worried you wouldn’t be interested if you knew my status first. That, and I really wanted to fuck you too” he laughs. “So, I left the note like I did to protect myself and hence the code with the collar. I figured if you didn’t do the collar, I would not say anything. And I guessed you weren’t really concerned about catching anything since you were taking random loads too”. I smile at him and chuckle a bit, “I really can’t argue with that. So, what was your plans when I did indicate it was ok?” “We are here now, right? And, if you haven’t guessed, I am staying in the same hotel as you”. “Shame I am here for only one more night then.” I say. We chat some more about general stuff and every time his touches me or his knee touches mine it is like electricity going through me. He explains he is quite toxic since he has not done anything about treatment since confirmed poz. I become a lot more comfortable chatting to him and openly say he fits a certain criterion for me. “What is that” he says. “I kind of group guys into certain categories and you fall into the top one. This is purely physical. You are the type of guy I look at and genuinely think I don’t care I he is poz, I’d let him do anything to me just for one night of sex from him”. “Would you extend that to 2 nights of sex?” Without thinking or hesitation (almost by accident), I blurt out “mate you’re the kind of guy I’d marry after one night lol”. David laughs and we go back to chatting and he is saying I need to clean out again after work, but tonight I am all his “if I want”. Like I need to think twice about that. We go back to work and at 5pm on the dot I am out the door and off to my room to clean out. I don’t see David for the rest of the afternoon. I assume he is in meetings all afternoon. I get into my black jock strap, jeans, and black t-shirt. Sure, enough there is a knock at my door at 6pm and standing there as I open the door is David. Six-foot-tall man god. Wearing tight 501 jeans and tight white t-shirt with V-neck proudly displaying his blonde hairy chest at the neck. He pushes in and the door closes behind me as he pushes me to the wall and devours me with kisses. He smells and tastes so good I am almost rock hard in seconds. His 9” cock is struggling against his tight jeans. After 5 minutes of non-stop kisses, he breaks away and says, “this time full disclosure” and lifts his t-shirt up to reveal a tight six pack hidden behind beautiful soft blonde hair that leads of to his hairy chest and disappears down past his belt line. I recall that I never saw him the previous night. I only felt him. He pulls the top of his jeans down just enough to show his small biohazard tattoo. It is still raised as it is only a few months old and I softly touch and caress the tattoo. He kisses me again and says, “I’m taking you to dinner, but would like to enjoy dinner with you knowing I was already inside you.” I smile and before I can say anything he spins me around. He kisses my neck from behind and undoes my belt and jeans and pulls the back down. The undoes his jeans and in one slow movement he is inside me. It only takes a few minutes before he speeds up and says, “take my poz babies” and bottoms out as he grunts and groans as he floods me with his toxic seed. It is so intense that I cum inside my jocks hands free. He eases out and pulls his jeans up and I do the same and turn around and kiss him again. He slides his hand down the front of my pants to discover it is all wet from me cumming. He smiles and lifts his hand up to his mouth and licks his fingers clean. “Damn, I will need to quickly change before we go out.” And he responds, “no need” and kneels down and proceeds to lick up all my seed. He then stands up and looks at me and says, “that may be your last neg load you know”. He has a few drops of my seed on his beard, so I lean up and lick it off and kiss him. “Well, if you’re the dad, I am not complaining”. To be continued…

Sorry guys, I don't have a new piece of fiction for you, BUT please consider researching the dusty deep archives of great writing on here . The easiest way I have found is to scroll to the bottom of Page 1 of the Chem Sex Fiction, hit page 2, then in the url box you should see breeding.zone/forum/2 and some other extension. Just over type page 2 and plug in something like 40 or 50 and dive back into the early years of the site, and some really great stories. Fair warning, some stories then, just like today, begin and never get finished, but the stuff that is there is a whole "fresh" source of inspiration and masturbation

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…

I finally had a chance to hit a popular cruising area when the weather was finally warm enough for outdoor play. I slipped on a pair of 1-inch nylon unlined running shorts and a mesh tank top with "Slut" written across the chest. I wandered the forest trail and noticed I had a follower about 20 yards behind. Weaving through the trees I entered the clearing, a little used hay field that had an old rusting truck in front of an abandoned harrow. I leaned on the truck, letting the sun warm my body. I heard his footsteps and opened my eyes as he lit a cigarette. "Is it true?", he asked, pointing at the words in my chest. "I like to think so", I replied. "You know if you advertise you have to back it up", he said, "I don't think I've ever met a self-proclaimed slut before". I opened a bottle of poppers, Double Scorpion Emerald, and took a hit in each nostril. I moaned and grabbed my cock, half hard and clearly outlined by the thin shorts. "Is that poppers?", he asked. "Yes" I said, letting the aroma do it's work to my brain. "Can I try?", he asked, "I haven't had any in years". "They're not as good as back in the day", I said, "but there's still a feeling". He took a long inhale. "Is that... mint?", he asked. "And eucalyptus", I replied, "according to online". He moaned and took a final drag on his cigarette before crushing it out against the truck's front fender. His hand unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly, pulling out a six inch cock. "Get on your knees and suck me... slut", he ordered. I happily complied, took a long hit of poppers in each nostril, and went to work on his manhood. Lightly kissing the head, flicking the frenulum with my tongue, before licking my way down the shaft. His cock responded to my worship and when I thought it hard I slipped his glans in my mouth, sucking gently, before impaling my head on him. I grabbed the base of his cock as my mouth rode his member, he grunted a few times. "Hey, no hands, slut!", he demanded. I let go of his shaft and used my mouth as a wet hole for his manhood. My idle hands slipped down to my nipples and started roughly abusing them. After a while, after he had rammed his hard cock into my throat a few times, making a few gags escape me and my eyes water, my out-of-practice jaw started to ache. "Get up.", he demanded. I stood up, he roughly spun my body around, and pushed between my shoulders to press my torso against the truck, my head narrowly missing the open hood. I looked down into the empty engine compartment. "Drop those shots and spread your cheeks", he ordered. I complied and heard him spit into his hand, which he jacked over his cock then spread the excess against my hole, forcing one finger, then two inside. He pulled his fingers out then I felt his glans press against my hole. I instinctively uncapped my poppers and took a two deep inhales in each nostril. I heard him chuckle as he pressed his raw cock against my hole. Relaxed by the poppers it easily surrendered, allowing entry to his raw manhood. His first thrust was relentless, driving until he was balls deep. He grunted in satisfaction and pulled back, leaving only on the cockhead inside before he thrust deep again. I grunted from the force than pushed my hips into the sun-warmed metal of the truck. Encouraged, each successive thrust was harder and more forceful, driving deep into me and compelling my body to submit. I took regular huffs of poppers as he grunted and fucked me. My fingers teased my nipples. My half-hard cock was leaking a stream of pre-cum. I lost track of time, but eventually his thrusts started to become erratic and his grunting louder and more forced. I felt his fingers dig hard into my hips immediately before his cock slammed balls deep into me a final time and he gave a final grunt, emptying his load into me. He panted deeply a few times before pulling his cock from my gaping and used hole. Instinctively I turned around, dropped to my knees and pulled his cock into my mouth, tasting his cum and my ass. After a few licks he pulled his softened cock out, tucked it into his pants, and walked off without a word.

Was in Sydney for a couple of days with work this week and couldn't find a minute to fuck while there. So while waiting for my flight on Thursday decided to book my favorite massage for the following day (Friday). Sent a text and response after confirming the time was "I will fill you up. See you at 8pm and will make sure you walk funny after". Come 8pm i was face down being covered in hot oils. The initial massages are becoming more sensual earlier every time, but he masters the art of teasing out the entire hour. Cum to the end he had me on my back arse over the edge and ankles around his ears as he pounded me raw. I now know his triggers and start pinching his nipples to him saying "you really want it don't you" and me begging him to give it to me. In minutes he is balls deep with his eyes rolling as he almost yells "take it" and I feel him pulsing and flooding my insides. As usually he stays in me and hard as he makes out with me. For the first time we shower together after. Walking home I advertise my used hole. I am on heat. A larger guy messages and says he would like to breed me but is nervous. I take a hint and say I don't care if he cums fast - actually I love that. I get seed in me faster. I seem to have nailed the concern. 30mins later he has me on all fours on my bed and is exploding a second load in me. He leaves straight after. Come to today, I kept both loads in me all night. And they are nowhere to be seen - so guess I absorbed both men overnight ;). All cleaned out and advertised for group breeding at mine tonight - will keep you updated.

When Ben and Jose had designed their apartment, they had had the architect build a large windowless room adjoining a hall with some extra guest bedrooms. They’d had the room completely soundproofed and filled it with all manner of dungeon equipment. In one corner was a shower large enough for four men,with several shower shots. Jeff had gotten his first taste of shower shot play when Ben had stripped him and hosed out the chempiss. Ben had ended the session by showing a larger metal buttplug, wired for electro., into Jeff’s hole. Jeff was currently bound with his arms wrapped around a long metal rod. He was bound so that his legs were splayed wide, his head forced upright by a thick metal colar, his baby blue eyes black from the drugs coursing through his system, and wet with tears. Jose stood before him, stroking his massive cock, naked except for his big skinhead boots he was using to kick and crush and torture Jeff’s balls. Ben was splayed on a sofa near by, idly jacking his big meat with one hand while the other hand played with the dials of the TENS unit delivering all kinds of sensations—pleasurable and and painful—to Jeff’s asshole through the electro plug. He varied the settings based on how Jose was working—kicks meant a program of sharp escalating jolts, crushing meant stradily intensifying pain. During each break, Jose made him beg for more. At first it was clearly forced, but the natural slut in Jeff made it sound like he was starting to crave the abuse. This had been going on for about 20 minutes, and Ben thought that should wrap it up—things were still really getting started—he mouthed “Break?” to Jose. Who smiled and moved forward and pushed his semi hard cock down Jeff’s throat. He sighed and grunted, and Jeff’s throat began to fill with piss. His eyes darted open and the look of absolute adoration and abject submission he gave Jose made Ben hard as rock. Jeff’s throat undulated as he took his first load of piss from the tap, eyes locked on Jose’s dark eyes the entire time. Ben stood up. He had to piss too and knew he had a warm place to do it. The three men were lying in a corner of the big room designed for comfort. A foam mattress, covered in waterproof fabric, and lots of pillows of various shapes and sizes, many designed to elevate a boys ass for easier fucking or fisting, scattered around, was about the only furnishing. They were letting the boy catch his breath after the intense ball torture and electro. Jose had removed his boots and Jeff lay between them, his smaller frame seemed even smaller between the two huge chests. Ben had given him a big bottle of Gatorade, without any GHB, because he needed to stay hydrated, and the bottle lay empty beside him. Jeff was currently resting his head on Ben’s big chest while with one hand he idly felt Jose’s big arms and pecs. Jeff paused, and flipped over. “How does it work, daddies?” He asked, “Does one of you ever bottom? How do you have sex, sirs? Jose chuckled and reached down and shoved three fingers in Jeff’s boypussy, making Jeff grunt and then start to hump on the fingers. “I love your Daddy Ben,” Jose stated, “And he loves me. But we are both only top—we have never bottomed and aren’t interested in it. We make out and jack each other off.” Ben reached down and added a fourth finger of its own, swallowing Jeff’s groan with a big kiss. “We usually have a third, a sub bottom with a hungry pussy like yours,” he said smiling into Jeff’s eyes.” “In the 20 years we’ve been together,” Jose continued, joining in the make out session, “We have had several boys who were with us full time, sort of a throuple. Some have them have lived in our home, some have kept their own places.” “Can I be your boy?” Jeff asked eagerly. “You very well might be,” Ben said, climbing up and flipping Jeff onto his back, putting the much smaller teens legs over his shoulders and sliding his hard ten inches smoothly into Jeff’s velvet hole. “Yes, indeed, you very well may be,” he said quietly, eyes glazed with pleasure as he started to fuck the beautiful teen. After both men dumped a load in Jeff’s hot boycunt, Jose pulled a big shard out of the box of treats and shoved it deep into the boys hole. He then shoved a big plug in, pushing the shard in deep and hard. Jeff groaned and arched his back. Jose picked him up and carried him, facing his chest, and put Jeff down in the sling. The Tina was already doing its work, and Jeff was began begging to be fucked. Jose grabbed some tit clamps, and attached them to the boys perfect little pecs, smiling darkly when the boy hissed in pain. He grabbed a paddle, and began hitting the boys ass, making him clamp around the big plug. He did this until the boys ass was flaming red and he stopped. He then began fucking the boy with the big plug, pulling it out to the widest part and slamming it home again. Ben came stood beside the boy, feeding him poppers. Seeing that the boys hole would open up wider now, Jose began to punch fuck him with the plug, pulling the it out and then pushing it all the way back in, increasing the speed of it. Jeff was on another planet, thrashing and keening, constantly moving between the desire to be filled and the pain of the hard use of his hole. After about 15 minutes, Jose pulled the plug out and lined his cock up, letting the force of the swinging sling push the boy hard all the way down to the root. The boy arched his back in the sling, mouth open in a surprised O. Jose held the boy still, letting him fully feel what it felt to be taken by his thick fuckstick in one shove. Jeff gave a little scream and then almost immediately his insatiable need to be used returned and he began to fuck himself on the giant cock. Both Jose and the boy were lost to the world, Jose pile driving all around in the boys sweet hole, driving his cock at all angles he could manage, stretching the boy’s hole until it began to squelch loosely. After about 25 minutes, he came close to coming. But knowing a pig like Jeff would want to be fucked for hours, he pulled out and gestured for Ben to take his place. Ben reached into the treats box and pulled out a big shard. Pitting it in his piss slit, he said “Boy, beg for my big daddy cock.” “Oh god Daddy Ben, I need your cock. I need your load, fuck me, please daddy,” Ben practically shouted. Ben lined his cock up, the big shard leading the way, and drove his cock into the boy. The shard melted slightly on the way, but was mostly intact when Ben bottomed out, 12 inches up in the boys guts. He paused as the boy went rigid from the shock of the deep penetration. Ben released a small spurt of piss, pushing the big shard deep in the boys hole. The boy moaned, feeling the burn deep in his hole, and then he began begging for his daddy’s cock. They fucked the boy for hours, bringing themselves almost to orgasm before pulling out and giving the other the chance at his blissful hole. By the time they blew their loads in him, his hole was hanging open, as loose as any pussy. “I think you and I should take a little rest,” Ben said. Jose nodded, “The boys going to still be horny and he won’t get any sleep. I am going to wire him up and he can learn all about pain and pleasure while we relax.” Jose leaned over into the boy’s face, “You still need cock, boy?” Jeff stared intently into Jose face pleasingly, “Yes, Daddy, please use my holes.” “I gotta new experience for you. I gotta feeling you are going to love it and hate it at the same time.” Jose put a thick leather blindfold on the boy and then began to set up. After all the e-stem gear was out, he picked the writhing boy up and he couldn’t resist shoving three fingers and working the boys hole with them while he carried him across the room. He put the boy down on a padded table—damn he wanted to slide his fist in, but he and Ben had decided that was for another day—so instead he slid a thin tube deep into the boy, so deep the boy arched and groaned as it went into a place they had not yet opened. This he hooked up to an auto dispenser filled with a very potent mix of Tina dissolved into lube. He first pumped the equivalent of about ten of its ordinary doses, and Jeff groaned as he felt the burn in a new deeper part of his hole. “Fuck sir, that’s so deeeep” Jeff groaned. Second later he was twisting on the table, “Oh daddy, I need you to use me.” “I am going to use you all right,” Jose promised, “But only after you’ve marinated a while.” He then roughly strapped the boys arms in place spread wide on the table. Taking the boys feet, he picked them up and slid a small triangle cushion under, elevating the boys ass slightly so the Tina lube would go deeper rather than ooze out. He then slammed one of their largest electro-plugs into the boy, loving how Jeff screamed and bucked. After the strapped the boys feet into straps hanging from the ceiling, he grabbed the wooden paddled and administered a short but hard beating, the boy cried out with each blow because it jostled the big metal ball in his ass hard, making him spasm as each blow seemed to drive it a bit deeper Once the cheeks were red and just starting to bruise, Jose reluctantly stopped. “I could best you all day, boy, you know that,” Jose said, “I can’t wait to beat you so hard you cry.” Jeff just whimpered, so Jose gave him his hardest blow yet, the boy keening in pain. “Say thank you daddy, you ungrateful little bitch,”Jose ordered. Jeff managed to squeak out “Thank. You. Daddy.” Jose then wired up pads to the head of Jeff’s cock, and then his balls. He then set the programming of the cock and balls pads to slowly build in cadence of different shocks and levels until spending several seconds, then a few minutes, at agony-enduring maximum. For the anal plug, he chose a setting which tied it to the rhythms of a deep trance electro track one designed for electro play. He plugged the unit into the room sound system, replacing the porn noises with a trancelike beat. He made sure that the video cameras in the area were catching good angles, and walked out the door without another word. Jose went into the big bedroom he shared with Ben. Ben was freshly showered, his hair still a little wet. He had laid out a 1/2 of a sleeping pill for each of themon their respective bedside tables. Ben smiled, “God, that boy is perfection. And he seems to be taking to you even better than we hoped.” Jose smiled, “I wasn’t expecting him to be so good with pain. I think his submissiveness has a dark side—just the kind I like.” Jose’s smile then twisted, as his dark nature peeked out, “Well, this little electro session and then some extended depth training should see how much of a pain pig he is inside.” Ben nodded, smiling wickedly himself, “Can’t wait to see that video, mi amor. Go wash up had we can drop these pills and rest up. Since we are going to save fisting as a future treat, I want us to push him hard on depth training. I want his hole about at its limits for his final fuck.” Jose grinned evily, and headed into shower, thinking how much he loved slow-fucking a tenderized hole. While Jose and Ben slept, Jeff was in another world. At first, the electro had felt good, sending pleasurable tingles all over his cock and balls, and the big thing lodged in his ass fucked him pleasurably—god all he could think about was getting fucked—but as the voltage started ramping up he began screaming in agony, like his cock and asshole were on fire. He was aware enough to know, after the first round, that the pleasure would come back, but that pleasure only partly obscured the fear of the pain to come. After the first few minutes he lost all sense of time and place. Blindfolded he could see nothing. His hearing was filled with the all-encompassing rhythms of the trance beat, a beat that somehow seemed timed to what was happening to his body. And then there was the tube that somehow methodically feeding his hole Tina—he could feel the family slight burn from time, but all it seemed to do was drive a need to get fucked deeper and deeper inside him, making him what nothing but bigger and bigger cocks. After about three hours of light sleep, Jose awoke. Ben was still sleeping—a 1/2 pill usually gave Ben four hours of rest—he slipped out of bed and went to his walk-in closet. He dressed in tight leather crotchless chaps, putting a big metal cock ring to draw even more attention to his massive meat. He clipped nipple clamps, a small cock whip, and a small paddle to his waistband. On his left arm he tied a thick black and grey band and a light pink one, indicating dildo fucking and s/m. The boy would learn, eventually, that he often signaled what the boy was in for next with his clothes—and that he had colored leather and rubber bands for everything he was into. He then applied a thin sheen of body oil to his torso, using a special pad on a long stick to get his back. The oil glistened, and as intended, made his muscles pop. The boy had been blindfolded for several hours and Jose wanted the boy to feel like Jose was the embodiment of his fantasies. He would also have the boy lick all the oil off at some point, further making him aware of his masculine strength. Jose slipped quietly into the room, wanting to watch the boy without him knowing. Jeff’s entire golden body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, his golden hair plastered down around his face. His eyes were red and swollen—the pain had made him cry at some point. Jose watched the boy go through an entire cycle, his cock jumping as the pain caused anguished screams. Still moving quietly, he clicked the program off and took on manual control, really giving it to the boy hard. After giving him increasingly hard jolts, he paused. The boy panted, but then soon he was squirming as the fire deep in his hole took over. Jose slowly ramped only the channel controlling the plug in Jeff’s boypussy, giving him longer bouts at each level. When he got to the setting that was sheer agony he left it there, the boy screaming in agony, for a full five minutes, as the boys screams became increasingly desperate. He then cut power to everything. Jeff remained rigid, as if still in agony, as the last pain impulses reached his head. He then relaxed as much as his tight bonds would allow, panting with tears streaming down his face. Still remaining silent, Jose removed the support under the boy, leaving his ass swaying in the air. He gently removed the pads from the boys cock and eased out the buttplug. He then gently pushed the tube, and it easily slid in another two inches through the hungry well luged hole. He plugged the boys hole with a medium-sized plug and then hung the boy’s arms from straps in the ceiling, drawing them through his legs. The boy was now essentially in the same position as he would be in missionary, with his legas over his shoulders, but suspended. The boy groaned in pain. Moments later he hissed as Jose attached the alligator clips. He was clearly exhausted, which was perfect for what was to come soon. Still remaining silent, Jose began to paddle the boy, hitting first one check and then the other with the small leather paddle. In this position any impact play on the ass was extremely painful, the body being unable to relax, so Jose held back, knowing the boy was feeling much more pain than the same impact would be in another position. After about 5 minutes, Jeff was in agony. He started begging “Stop, sir, please stop.” Jose spoke the first time, “I decided when we stop, little bitch.” He then gave him about 10 much harder blow to each cheek. At this point Jeff was crying. Jose knew the lesson was learned and he stopped. He took Jeff’s hands out of the ceiling straps and slowly lowered him so he was hanging upside down. He pushed the tube in another inch and increased the flow to a slow constant stream and left the boy that way while he moved a couple of bins of depth toys over to the sling and turned down the music to a background level. He then returned to the boy, who was starting to quake as this new deeper dose of Tina started to take effect. He reached down and brought the boy’s mouth to his cock and slid it in. “Wrap you arms around my legs and hold yourself in place while you suck my big cock, boy” Jose commanded. Jose sighed with pleasure as the boy, so hungry for pleasure after all that pain, began giving a pretty decent blowjob considering the difficulties of his position. Jose reached over and adjusted the flow of the lube to a strong stream, he removed the plug and began to lube the boys hole in earnest. He very slowly pulled the tube out, bathing the boys insides with lube, when he got to the boys rectum, he sprayed lube all around, then he pushed the tube through the second ring, leaving it there for a few seconds and then very slowly he pushed it in further, stopping from time to time to leave a thick coating. He worked very slowly, and probably got to close 16 inches, when, based on the boys grunts, the boys hole clearly couldn’t go deeper. He left the lube there for a while, probably 90 seconds, knowing it would pool up and slowly bring the need to be stretched deeper. He then slowly pulled the tube out, reposting everything inch of the boys colon with both lubricant and need. Turning of the flow of lube, he pulled it from the boys ass. Jeff was clearly having trouble concentrating, as his body began to undulate with the need to be fucked. Jose reached up to the controls and pulled the boy higher, so that his mouth was aligned with the dick he served. He wanted the boy to stay upside down just a bit more so the lube could get as deep as possible. He could see the boys legs were starting to tire, though, so it couldn’t be long. He started fackfucking the boy hard, drawing Jeff’s attention away from his aching legs, Jose crouching slightly as he held the boys head and drove it down on his cock. After several minutes of this, Jose decided it was time to move on. He pushed the boy of his cock, Jeff was panting hard and spittle and throat juices ran down his face. His arms hung loosely as he tried to catch his breath. Jose inserted two big shards—the boy cried out at the sharp burn—and quickly slipped the medium plug back in the boys hole to keep the lube in, and lowered the shackles holding his legs, holding the boys upper body until he was lying on the floor. Although Jose knew he wouldn’t move—Jeff clearly needed a minute—Jose wanted to reinforce the boys submission, so he clamped the boys hands together on his stomach. He did the same with the boys ankles, making is very difficult for him to stand. Straddling the boys chest, Jose stood with his hands on his hips, emphasizing his shining muscles. Jeff looked up at him, desire and lust in his eyes. “Want do you need, boy?” Jose boomed. “I need my daddies to use me, sir” Jeff replied squirming and stroking at his torso as much as the tight bounds would allow. Jose got down on his knees, his giant dick directly at the boys mouth. He leaned forward, his gorgeous abs directly in the boys eyes, and slipped his dick deep into the boys throat. “Then drink me, beautiful boy, drink my piss and let me have you body and soul,” Jose said, as he began to empty his completely full bladder into the greedy suckling mouth.

Dr Fauci did all he could in the 80's and 90's. But remember, being gay was not exactly an elevated position of mainstream respect in the US in those decades.The religious and the righteous viewed AIDS as "gods" revenge. And the fact gays and minorities tended to be the target population, inaction was politically correct. Until little Amanda and the married bank president started contracting it, then action began. Reagan did not act swiftly to get ahead of the AIDS/HIV virus (just as another recent President kept stumbling and fumble farting that there was no covid in the US in January, or in February only 1 person and the medical people had it under control. Meanwhile the virus WAS here, and was spreading,just as AIDS did in the 80's. Once the White House began acknowledging there was a problem, it was out of containment,in both cases. I tested poz in Jan of 1987, and refused to go on any meds; AZT was pretty much being mass fed to patients and it was killing them. Just this week, I was digging up annual PSA test results ( another story, ugg) and found labs from 1999 where my T cell count was 44, the viral was 84,000. And I was never sick or suffered from any opportunistic side effects of HIV all those years ( and at least 12 years of taking cock - I think the first year , 1987, I scaled back all play expecting the worse, when it didn't happen, I went back to living) The only thing I can think helped keep me healthy was I did not do any drugs,or smoke{anything} and might have a beer or three if out at the bar, but that wasn't a daily diet. As others have mentioned, in the 2000's as drug cocktails began showing up, I went on them and have been undetectable since. Fauci has not been able to eradicate the virus, but under his term at the helm, it has become a manageable condition, 1 pill a day. And covid has not been eliminated, but with something closer to herd immunity, there are not refrigerated trailers at the back door of hospitals with bodies stacked up in them. ( and statistically, those dying from covid issues today are the anti vaxxers, or folk with pre existing chronic morbidities. Viruses adapt and modify- they want to live just as much as humans . Only viruses are smarter than humans, and so they will continue to thrive. Hell, we all celebrated when mumps virus was declared exterminated in the late 90's. Until people stopped getting their kids vaxxed before congregating in school classrooms, and BAM! Mumps has re emerged, thanks to stupid human behavior.

As coach slid the plug back into Tom's ass, Tom moaned and then feeling a warmth moaned again. His dick which never seemed to go all the way down was at half mast. The Coach toyed with the plug a little making Tom squirm. All Tom know for sure was he liked this and he was meeting a real college coach. He might get an offer for next year. Tom knew he wanted to play football and knew he liked what coach was doing. Tom struggled through period 1. He found that if he shifted position in his seat the buttplug would find nice spots in his ass. There was something better about the plug than it was before. It must be what coach put on it, he thought. Finally the bell rang ending the class. Tom stood and the plug shifted a little causing Tom to moan slightly. He hurried to Coach's office and found Coach Rehder ready to sub for Coach's PE classes. Coach Rehder smiled and asked, "Are you full, Tom." Tom replied he hadn't had time for a real breakfast and Rehder only smiled. He said, "Maybe you will get filled up at this interview." With that it was time to go. Rehder went into gym. Coach closed the door and said pants down. Tom obeyed immediately as Coach bent him over and pulled out the plug. It made Tom feel empty. But not for long. Coach had a longer one that he had greased and added something gritty to. Coach worked it in. Tom felt amazing. When he walked the plug did wonderful things to him. They headed to Coach's car and drove toward the motel. Coach said, "You will do everything this coach asks of you, you will not question. I will get you into room, then leave for a while. When I come back, you will be ready for more decisions." "Sure, Coach," was all Tom could think to respond. Do everything this coach asks. OK. When they pulled up in parking lot, Coach gave Tom a small blue pill and said, here swallow this. Tom did. They headed to room 222. Coach knocked on the door. It opened and a huge man appeared. Coach made the intros and said Tom was ready for his interview. I will be down in restaurant. He left the room and closed the door.

It’s only a problem when you’ve read all of them …

When Inner Alan was allowed to wake up he found his body face down on a padded massage table, it was actually very comfortable. There was a hole for his face and through it he could see a monitor showing a shot of his naked ass. He noticed his hole looked a but worse for the ware and he knew why. Shuddering he pushed the thought of HIV out of his mind for now A hand attached to a furry arm came into view holding a tattoo gun and immediately started working. Inner watched in pain and horror as the words “Warren’s Pretty Boy” were permanently added to his ass in letters of black and green above a very strange but compelling design. A finger was pressed to the design and Warren’s voice spoke again in that strange language. When he pulled his finger away the design seemed alive, subtly pulsing. The soreness from his hole and the new tattoo faded quickly and the tattoo soon looked like it had been there for years, fully healed “They symbol serves several purposes and this kind of magic is permanent” Warren said “First it protects you from physical attack by preventing anyone, no matter how much they want to, from doing you harm” “Second” He continued “ It protects you from accidental harm. You could walk away from a plane crash unscathed” “Third” He went on "It speeds up the healing of any injuries I chose to inflict on you while we play. Not too quickly though. If I fuck you till you are raw I want you to feel it for a while at least.” “Fourth” He said running his hand over their ass “It makes my virus in your balls more potent. The way it’s pulsing shows you are indeed infected. You will have a 100% infection rate of any neg hole you cum in” “Finally” He said with a possessive note in his voice, "It allows me to find you anywhere in the world and in cases of emergencies summon you to me. I don’t like to do that because explaining why you vanished and reappeared miles or even half a world away can be hard.” Thank you Warren you take such good care of me!” Outer said “Now we don’t have to worry if your sadistic tendencies go a little to far! You can hurt me and not worry” Inner sighed mentally thinking “Even if I manage to get away he can just bring me back. I’m truly fucked” He still could not admit that it was his own fault that he had been vulnerable to all this. His self delusion and assumption that everyone should be like him opening him up to the spell. He started to sulk again and Outer put him back to sleep, not wanting to hear it They kept him asleep most of the time for the next few months only waking him for their sexual and pain play romps, Oh, and to drink Warren’s piss now and the because they knew he hared that the most They moved to Alan’s home town in the Midwest which was just a couple hours away from one of the largest cities in the country. Warren had bought and refurbished a large estate, He also bought controlling interest, nearly 90% of the stock, in the corporation that owned and planed to shut down the factory that employed 65% of the town’s residents The announcement that the closure had been put off for now and maybe permanently was made on the local news at 6 as Warren was interviewed by the anchor “My soon to be husband and I want to make this our home, as long as we are happy here we will stay and the factory will remain open” he told the man in a pleasant voice but the closed minded, bible thumping, red hat wearing population took it as a threat, maybe because it was Alan was then introduced then as the new “Diversity Manager” for the factory. “We have been operating at far less than full capacity for years” He said “We are going to be hiring many new workers to help us fix that. This will also give us a chance to address the blatant racism and sexism that makes our workforce 95% white males and the management 100% that way. The days of the “Good old boys club” are over and I truly don’t care if you resent it. We have already done a review based on both production and the handling of various complaints of discrimination. The rank and file workers will see only a few dismissals for the very worst offenders but they can also look forward to having a fair shout at the multiple management spots that will open up in the very near future. Oh and by the way, We have full union support for these moves” In fact the union had been trying to clean up the local chapter for years and had added a few names to the list of those who had to go. Of course there was massive resentment but what could they do? When the “Goof old boy” managers tried to organize a protest but they were almost universally met with “I’m sorry but I need my job” and that said it all Inner was one of those who resented it all even though he never worked in the factory. Again it was that “God’s natural order” thing that placed straight white American males at the pinnacle of creation in his mind. As far as he was concerned minorities and women should just shut up and accept it Outer just laughed as he sulked in the perceived injury that an even playing field and actual equality inflicted on him and those like him The factory became a diverse workplace with mandatory monthly “Sensitivity training” days where at least some attitudes were dragged out of the stone age and the rest learned to at least keep their mouths shut, Outer felt the best moment of all was a couple months later when he stopped in to “Bucky Burger” to pick up a decadently bad for them lunch for he and Warren and Greg Johnson, the former general manager at the factory and Alan’s uncle, stepped up to the register and said "Hello Alan. can I take your order? We have the Big Bucky on sale, two for ten dollars” with a saccharine sweet smile and hate in his eyes Just to be a bitch Outer complained to the manager about the use of his first name Bucky Burger became Inner’s go to lunch spot and he made sure his uncle was always the one to serve him. He always came dressed in tasteful but colorful clothes and his pants were always skin tight, He always swished just a little for his uncle's benefit, just for the fun of it. Inner almost melted in shame One day while eating alone at one of the outside tables Alan’s cousin, Fred who everyone called Freddy nervously approached him. He was an adorable younger version of Alan with an even prettier bubble ass “How’s it going Freddy?” Outer greeted him “Pretty good” his cousin replied sitting on the edge of the table “Look” Freddy said quietly “I think I might be gay and you are the only person I know who I can talk to about it” “You just turned 18 didn’t you?” Outer asked “Yeah last week” came the reply “You leave my cousin alone!” Inner snarled “No” Outer thought back evilly “I’m going to poz him with your body while you watch and there is nothing you can do about it “What did you want to know?” Outer asked turning towards her intended victim and spreading his legs slightly, showing off his bulge Freddy’s eyes darted to the bulge and he blushed a little “Well, I have never done anything with a man and…” he said trailing off “You want to” Outer said dropping his hand to that bulge and rubbing one finger along it Freddy nodded swallowing “You doing anything today?” Outer asked and the boy shook his head. He texted Warren with what he was doing and a cryptic "Get things ready please" “Why don’t you come with me and I can show you a few things?” Outer asked then and Freddy followed him to his car “My parents are gone all afternoon” Freddy said and Outer headed to his house. He wanted to poz this boy in his childhood bedroom, the erotic scene playing out in their mind and making Inner wretch Freddy took him upstairs and they both stripped. The room was perfect, trophies and band posters along with a fair amount of clutter “Get on your knees I’m going to teach you to suck cock” Outer said smiling as the boy obeyed Alan was not as big as Warren but he had a “healthy” nine inches and soon his cousin was licking the tip Outer put a hand behind the novice cocksucker’s head and guided that mouth to their cock pushing in all the while giving instructions. When he reached down to pinch the boys nipple Freddy groaned loud his cock throbbing visibly “You like that huh?” Outer asked “Fuck yeah, I almost came from that one pinch” the boy panted “I will introduce you to Warren, he loves nipple play” Outer said “But for now get on the bed on your back. It’s time for me to breed away your virginity” “Shouldn’t we use a condom?” Freddy asked looking a bit scared “It feels so much better without one. There is nothing like the feeling of a man cumming in you. It’s your frst time and you should do it right” Outer said “If you say so” the naïve boy said “You are fucking evil” Inner snarled frustratedly in his mind “You are just noticing that?” Outer thought back as he crawled between the Beg boys legs and slowly worked their cock in. It took five minutes to coax the virgin hole to open enough to admit the head and Freddy stiffened in pain as it finally popped through “Relax Baby Boy” Outer said gently “Push out a little” and as Freddy did as he was told Outer worked their toxic cock further in with gentle thrusts till they bottomed out deep inside that silky hole Outer gave him a few moments to adjust the began to slowly pull out then slid back in just as slow setting a deliberate, grinding pace to drive the boy buts Freddy moaned s Outer slid their cock along his prostate and Outer knew the boy was a natural born bottom Outer kissed him thrusting their tongue into his mouth and tasting that oh so neg boy “I’m going to poz him with your body” He thought at inner “The virus in your balls will infect him and change his life forever and you can’t stop it” he added maliciously “Please pull out! Don’t do this!” inner thought as their body picked up the pace pushing the neg body underneath them back and raising his hips up further off the bed Freddy was moaning and pushing his ass up to meet the thrusts wantonly “You want me to breed you? You want my load? Beg me to cum in you little cousin!” Outer panted out loud “Oh God! This feels so good! Yes! Please breed me! Give me that load deep inside me!” the neg boy begged not knowing what he was asking for “Here it comes!” Outer grounded and their evil tainted balls clenched as wad after wad of virus filled cum impregnated that fertile hole “You are pozzing your own cousin!” Outer thought and Inner recoiled denying, rejecting it all as his body infected Freddy with HIV “You did it bot me!” Inner screamed “We did it and it’s to late for poor Freddy now isn't it?” Other purred “He’s nice and charged up and there is no taking it back” Outer used their body to breed the boy twice more each time telling Inner that it was Inner who was doing it to torment him with the guilt of giving his virgin cousin HIV Little Freddy turned out to be insatiable even though he had cum twice himself Outer told him to get dressed and took him to meet Warren who was delighted to show him a few things himself Freddy ended up bound hand and foot hanging from a frame with a gag in his mouth and weighted clips swinging from his nipples as Warren added two more toxic loads to his ass Freddy look to BD/SM like a fish to water as Warren r had him kneel as a stainless steel collar was put around his neck and locked with a little silver padlock. He called Warren Master and Alan Sir as Inner writhed in shame at how easily his cousin had been changed into a cock hungry pozzed slut Finally worn out Freddy slept at the foot of their bed on something that looked suspiciously like an oversized pet bed to Inner “The lock on the collar has a similar spell to your tattoo. People may yell at him but no one will harm him and we will deal with any who mistreat him in any other way” Warren said “This was a good trial run my love” “Trial run?” Inner thought with cold fear “Yes, this was just a test that turned out better than expected” Outer said out loud “Next week our little brother Ben turns 18 and we are going to do the exact same thing to him” Inner raged impotently trying hard as he could to cease control. It didn't work Warren took them to bed, making out with Outer till they fell asleep, leaving Inner to stew about it all night ******************************************************************************************** Ok, so I may be biased against people who wear red hats. Sue me Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Gross. And don't say retard. It's completely rude and insulting to people with disabilities. I'll be unfollowing you.

I was horny after work yesterday, so I walked down to the seaside park. As I was walking past the trees and bushes that have a hidden trail through them. I saw a dude who looked a bit out of place, tidy city clothes, on a cold evening in the beach park. I walked around to the trail entrance, and he turned back toward me and followed me in. I went a bit deeper into the trees, and he still followed. He walked up to me and said, "Let's go a bit further in". He reached out at felt up the bulge in my work pants, so I undid my belt buckle and pushed them down. He pulled down his jeans. He was hard already. We jacked each other's cocks for a minute. I turned around and rubbed his cock in my arse crack. He liked it and got a bit harder. I rubbed some lube in my crack and he pushed the head of his cock in after about 20 seconds rubbing. He started to slide in and out. It hurt good, he had good size but got to thrusting quick. I was not sure if I could take it that fast. I just thought, fuck it, pushed my arse back to meet his thrusts and let him pound me. I bent over forward, so he could get balls deep. It felt good. He just hammered away, I was fucken loving it. I was rubbing my cock as fast as I could. I thought he might not take long. A good time, for a short time, is hot for a quick after work hook up. After a minute, he pulled out, and I said "blow your cum over my arse". He replied, "I already blew my load deep in ya". I said "Fuck yeah! Hot man". We tidied up, and got on with our evenings. I walked back to my work truck with that cum up my arse.

super ok

Jeffrey Morris stood, naked, behind the curtain in his second-floor bedroom. As he jacked his hard, nearly 8 inch cock with his left hand, his right hand strayed across the contours of his perfect hairless pecs, honed from years of competitive swimming. His pert round ass flexed as his hole clenched and spasmed around the vibrating plug he had pushed in. The perfectly defined muscles of his back undulated as his hands moved across his chest. The light coming in the window highlighted his skin, golden with a light summer tan, golden like his tightly cropped hair. Jeff was engaging in one of his favorite pastimes: jacking in the window, just out of sight of the two, tall, muscle daddies working shirtless in the back garden of his parent’s house in Evanston. He had been dreaming about the two men, the owners of Inland Ocean Landscaping, since before he reached puberty. They were both tall men, with huge shoulders and giant pecs. Benjamin King was taller than his Colombian husband Jose Hernandez by two inches. Ben stood 6’2”, his curly red hair close cropped, the sun shining on his tightly-groomed red beard. Jeff admired Ben’s rugged handsome face, and imagined that beard tickling his asshole. His eyes roamed hungrily to Jose. Jose was definitely the tougher looking of the two. He was 6’ tall, his pitch black mullet shining with sweat. He kept his torso shaved, to show off the full sleeve tatto that ran across his chest and down his right arm. His body was leaner than his slightly older husband. Jose’s body was jacked, the v from his wide powerful shoulders went to a very slim waist, every muscle twisting and turning as his dug in the ground. Beside him Ben’s body was broader, much more of solid square. Ben’s torso was just as ripped, but it was on a much larger more solid bone structure. As Jeff watched them dig—they were replacing Spring annuals with hardy Summer ones that could stand the heat—he imagined those muscles moving and rippling above him as first one and then the other fucked his brains out. He reached around, imagining their cocks relentlessly pounding his hole, pushing the buttplug in and out of his hole. Just as he was imagining what it would feel like to take both their dicks at once, he exploded in a deafening orgasm right as the family dog came racing up the stairs. The sound startled him and he jumped forward, crashing loudly into the full-length window still spraying cum. The sound caused the two older Daddies to look up at him, plastered against the window with his jerking cock still in his hands, his golden skin already turning red from embarrassment. Rather than seeming shocked, the two men smiled. Jeff couldn’t believe his eyes when their hands immediately started grabbing at their rapidly hardening dicks. Both bulges growing much larger than he could have ever dreamed. The two men looked at each other and nodded, and walked quickly to the back patio, their smiles wide with anticipation. Jeff stepped back from the window, his eyes wide. What was happening right now? Were they coming to the house? He heard the two men enter the house and start climbing the stairs. Within seconds they stood at the doorway, smiling broadly. Both men entered his bedroom, the scent of their sweaty bodies a mix of pure testosterone and garden earth. Ben spoke, reaching out to hold Jeff’s face in his giant hand, as Jose started to strip off his tight jeans. “Oh Jeffy boy,” Ben purred, “we’ve been waiting for this moment so long. You are going to love being our boy.”

If I'm at the sauna it's pretty much expected in the dedicated sex areas, one on one in the private rooms maybe there are a few words before and after, but unless I get led to a room I'll be in the group dark room and nobody much talks. I'm not opposed to a "thanks" or a slap on the ass, but the only compliment I really want is a load inside me. That tells me he enjoyed me, and if he doesn't say a word then to him I may as well have been just a hole, and that's what I'm there to be. (Or since nobody much talks he'd feel awkward if he said anything, could be that too, but let me have my warm fuzzy feelings.)

I wake up the next morning to something I have not felt in a very long time. I am laying on my side and I have slim long arms wrapped around me and the soft breath of a man breathing own my neck as he softly snores. Josh is fast asleep. I want to be ready for him when he wakes up, so strategically extract my body from his arms and race into the bathroom and quickly clean out. After the proceeds of last night’s dinner are cleared and I am all clean again, I slip back into Josh’s arms noticing he has a morning hard on already. But he is still fast asleep. I was excited to see no seed come out when I cleaned meaning I absorbed all his toxic seed overnight. He pulls me in harder without even waking up and his cock is nudged at my hole. I fall asleep like that in Josh’s arms. About an hour later I wake to the sensation of Josh running his hands all over my stomach and chest and his lips all over the back of my neck as he kissed the back of my neck. He notices I am waking up and immediately starts to press his cock at the entrance to my crack until my arse gives way to his manhood. He slides right in and as he slowly fucks me from behind with his arms around me, he whispers in my ear, “thank you babe”. I ask why. He says, ‘I know you got up earlier to clean out”. I respond with “for you I would do that every day if it meant waking up like this”. He pulls me in harder, so our bodies are almost fused together and with a few thrusts he grunts, and I know he is unloading in my freshly cleaned hole. “Sorry, morning wood along with the fact I get to wake up with you got me so horny. I couldn’t last long”. He slowly goes soft, and I finally get to turn around and see that beautiful smile of his. I am in heaven, and mostly because I can see looking in his eyes that he is too. We lay in bed naked next to each other making out for almost an hour. I am again absorbing his DNA into me as we do, and I am constantly touching and caressing his tattoo. Josh stays the entire weekend and fucks me almost non-stop all weekend. I take at lest 8 toxic loads off him over the weekend, and almost all of them stay in me. He stays Sunday night but has an early start the next morning, but decides he wants to stay the night regardless and go to work wearing Friday’s clothes. I wake up to Josh pushing his cock at my hole at 5am on Monday morning and after planting his morning seed in me he is up and showering. I am still half asleep when he cums back in the room and is all dressed ready for work. He leans in and kisses me passionately saying “I need to go to work”. I can’t help myself and respond with “I’ll miss you babe”. He smiles at me and says “I’ll text you when I get in to work. And almost matter of fact says, “love you”. And leaves. I lay there half asleep still, full of Josh’s toxic seed and wondering if that just happened or I was dreaming.

Someone just proved himself to be a complete moron who doesn't take science seriously. Please go fuck off. This bullshit has been going on since the 1990s with people like Peter Duesberg and other charlatans.. It's not clever, it's not truthful, it's not remotely backed up by science.

Brian hung up the phone and he was pissed. He began cleaning out all of Jeff's stuff including his toys and put them in an rubbish bag and placed it outside his front door and texted Jeff. Brian left and had to go into work. He got there about 10 minutes before the store opened. Coty was there already setting up the store to open. "Everything ok boss. You look upset.", Coty asked as he followed Brian to the back of the store. "Yeah Jeff left me that fucking slut." he said "Oh shit. I am sorry to hear that. I never liked him in the first place." Coty said "yeah cause you always to be him", Brian joked" "yes I did and now maybe i can", coty said rubbing Brians cock thru his spandex shorts that he was wearing. Even when not hard it stood out cause Brian's 9" meat couldnt be hidden very well. "Cmon i know what will make you feel good. I want to make you feel good."Coty said pulling down his shorts and going on his knees and sucking his huge meat He gave Brian a nice bj then stood up pulled down his shorts and thong and put his ass at his cock. "Cmon give it to me Daddy. Its been a few weeks since you fucked me...please i want your seed in me", Coty begged Brian pushed into Coty and pushed his back down. Brian loved Cotys ass too. It was almost as good as Jeffs but not as tight even though Coty was a little more petite than Jeff but probably cause of all the cock he took. Brian started fucking Coty hard thinking of Jeff. He began to ram into Coty hard not caring if he hurt him. "Ahhhhh.....fuck", Coty moaned trying to push Brian back a bit against his thigh. Brian pushed his hand away and started to ram even harder. Coty couldnt move and just accepted the ramming. It hurt but it also felt good. Brian was going deep into him passed his second hole. "OHHHhh fuck me please. Give me your seed please.....ohhhhh fuck" Coty moaned After another minute of fucking Brian moaned loud and rammmed into Coty and held his hips as he shot a huge load into Coty. The he started to push back into him pushing his load deep. After he stopped and pulled out of Coty. There was a tinge of pink. Coty turned around and licked him clean. "Now can i move in? " Coty said smiling as he sucked Brians cock.

The alarm clock sounded at 5:45. Tom got up feeling the plug move in his ass. He smiled wondering about his morning dump. He showered, drying always took at least two towels to get all his body hair dry enough to dress. His morning piss was strong. He hadn't drunk enough liquid before bed. He logged into his computer and checked emails. One was from coach. It simply said no underwear today. Tom pulled on is 501 blues with button fly. He was a little concerned as his dick was still not really softened, partially hard. Besides that, sometimes black pubes would work their way and show in the fly. He shaved his face, combed his hair, brushed his pearly white teeth, and headed downstairs, xts, he went back up to grab his phone. 5 texts from Jan. She wouldn't be up. He catch her at school. Tom mounted his motorcycle, feeling the vibration in his ass as the plug found new spots to tap. Tom hurried to school. He was outside coach's door at6:45. Coach walked up smiling knowing he had tom right where he wanted him. Coach unlocked the door, ushered Tom in and Tom stood in front of desk. Tom said, "Coach, you want me to turn the lights on." Coach responded, "No need for lights, boy." It wasn't totally dark but even blinds were closed. With that Coach said, "Boy, strip!" Tom hesitated and Coach growled, "Now." Tom pulled off his polo shirt, kicked off his shoes, and started to unbutton his jeans. The minute a second button was loose, his cock sprang to life making it hard to finish unbuttoning. Coach watched his prey fumble with the buttons. As soon as the boy was naked, Coach handed him a drink. "Drink it all down fast, boy!" Coach barked adding, "This is an energy drink. You will need extra energy today. I've got a college coach coming to see you." Now bend over the desk, let me check that plug. Tom said, "Coach, I haven't touched it. Sir, I need to take a dump." Coach moved him to attached john and pulled out the plug, it made a sucking sound. Tom sat on the pot and let out farts and shit. As he did, Coach coated the plug with some nice lube and a little grit. Coach said, "It has been cleared with admin for me to take you to meet the Coach at Holiday Inn periods 2 and 3. I will take you. He can't meet you on school property. Do you understand?"

Jeff stared wide eyed. So surprised he couldn’t speak. Ben stepped back and slipped off his jeans. Ben stood next to his naked husband, and smiled and said, “Well Jeffy, isn’t this what your fantasized about every time we worked in your parents yard, jacking your boy cock every single time, year after year?” Jeff’s eyes grew wide, but he realized he was so turned on that his cock was rock hard. Jeff’s eyes dropped, and his mouth dropped open and he drooled just a bit. His first look at Ben’s cock. It was so much hotter than he’d ever imagined. Ben boasted 10 inches of Irish- American man cock. It was quite wide—even as Ben’s enormous hands jacked it Jeff could see that it was a very wide dick. It was beautiful, Jeff thought, shaped like a missile, a tapered head covered in foreskin that quickly widened to maybe two inches across. Jeff watched Ben jack his cock, mesmerized for a few seconds, his mind completely consumed with the idea of sucking it, debasing himself before the most perfect cock inthe world. After a few second Jose stepped forward, drawing Jeff’s eyes to his own enormous cock. Jeff’s eyes grew even wider. “Oh my god,” Jeff breathed. Jose’s cock was also beautiful, but it was brutal-looking. It was darker than Jose’s olive skin, a darker warm brown. It was one of the thickest cocks Jeff had ever seen. “It looks like HairyDomXLs cock,” Jeff breathed. Jeff heard Ben’s voice in his ear, “You dirty boy,” Ben breathed, “watching OnlyFans.” Ben’s hands starting to roam across Jeff’s chest and stomach, his rock hard cock against Jeff’s lower back. Jose smiled, “It’s the same thickness—about 8 inches around—but it’s a bit longer, 9 inches.” “And he doesn’t have this,”: Jose said, rolling his long foreskin back to show Jeff the full size of the big Prince Albert running through the head of his cock. Jose reached up and twisted Jeff ‘s nippled hard, “You want my thick cock to stretch you boy?” “Yes,” Jeff replied, breathing out and making it almost a whine. Suddenly Jose big hand slapped Jeff’s face hard, stinging. “You address me and my man as Sir or Daddy at all times, bitch,” he commanded, his voice hard. “Yes, Daddy,” Jeff breathed out, a sheepish smile on his face as he realized he wanted rough treatment. Ben moved his hands to Jeff’s backside, as Jose started nibbling all over Jeff’s hairless torso, nipping lightly at the boys nipples. As Jeff began to buck and whine with desire, Ben found the small buttplug. “Our dirty little boy has a plug in,” Ben said. Taking the plug and gently fucking the teens hole, Ben said “Is that what you do when you dream of us fucking you.” “Yes, sir,” Jeff panted, then squealed as Jose bit one of his nipples hard. Jose stood tall, looming over the 5’ 7” golden teen. “I just want to make one thing clear, little bitch,” he said sternly. “When you have sex with us, we will hurt you,” he smiled lecherously, “And I will sometimes hurt you a lot. You down with that, boy?” Jeff was silent for a minute, his ass still bucking as Ben fucked him now with a couple of his thick fingers. “I submit to you both, Daddy,” Jeff said firmly, “My fantasies are always about rough sex.” Jose smiled and grabbed Jeff’s golden hair, pulling his head back and kissing him very forcefully. “Oh baby,” he growled, “I’ve wanted to possess you for so long.” They all made out for a few minutes, the two big muscle stud stood squeezing the golden haired twink between their broader bodies. They deep kissed him, nibbled his body, and then kissed each other. Ben broke it off and said, “You ever do GHB boy?” When Jeff admitted he had, they sent him downstairs for a glass of orange juice and Jose pulled a vial out of the little fanny pack he carried with him and Jeff swallowed it down. They made Jeff show them his little toy collection, and made him describe what he fantasized about. The biggest toy was about 8 inches and 6 inches around. He blushed and admitted it had taken him a while but he could take the entire thing now. Ben put him on his hands and knees on the bed, and Jose settled in to teach Jeffy how to suck his big cock. He’d removed the PA (“You learn to take that PA in both your holes soon enough boy,” he promised.). Jeff clearly had some practice—they would later make him confess to every sexual experience he’d had— but Jose’s tool was a challenge for all but the most experienced cocksuckers. Meanwhile, Ben started loosening up the boys hole with the bigger dildo. Jeff huffed on poppers so that both his holes would open up for his new daddies. All Ben could think about was how good that hole was going to feel wrapped around his thick ten inches. Finally, the anticipation got to be too much, and he lubed up and slowly eased his cock in. The boys ass was pure velvet. Clearly not a virgin, but most holes were basically a virgin to cocks as big as his cock and that of his husband. He got to the point where the boy had about three inches to go. He pushed in and the boy whined. “Big hit of poppers,” he said, “And Jose, you may want him off your cock for a second. We don’t want him biting your cock when I hit bottom.” Jose smiled wickedly, pulling the beautiful teen up by his golden hair. “Look in my eyes and beg my husband to fuck you deep, little bitch.” “Fuck me deep, Daddy Ben,” Jeff panted, “I need all of you inside me.” Jose then gave the boy two big hits of poppers and nodded at Ben. Ben pushed hard, not caring if it hurt, needing to own the boy he wanted for so long. Jeff screamed and then squirmed, as the rock hard cock broke deeper into his boypussy than anything ever had. His world reeled, realigning, he realized he wanted that cock in him even deeper. He’d known ever since he started having sexual fantasies at 12 that he wasn’t wired like other boys. He dreamt of being tied up, serving big strong men. As Ben started to slowly fuck him, he opened his eyes and stared at the gorgeous rough Latin muscle god in front of him. Jeff panted, “Fuck me, daddy, fuck me. Own me, hurt me, make me yours.” After a couple of hours (Jose watched the time, they didn’t want the boys parents interrupting the fun) they lay on the basically destroyed bed. Jeff was positioned between Jose and Ben, curled up. He was suckling on Jose’s satisfied cock while Ben lightly finger fucked his sore and gaping hole. Jeff was clearly an absolute cock hound. That first fuck by Ben, let loose an insatiable bottom. Jose couldn’t wait to see what Jeff was like when he was high, because he’d never seen someone so young begging for cock with just a little GHB. He’d struggled to take Jose’s giant pole at first. Jose wanted to just slam it home and make the boy scream and cry—the boys cries were so delicious and he clearly liked pain, But because both he and Ben REALLY wanted to make Jeff their full- time boy, he’d kept to their agreement to keep his own animal side in check. But Jeff wanted that cock, all of it. Jose let him sit on it—something he almost never did, as he wanted to devour every bottom he fucked—but the boy was so gorgeous that it was actually super hot. Jeff stared into Jose’s eyes, and he begged Jose for his cock. Jeff grunted and huffed on poppers and groaned as he slid down, the boy was so lean, Jose could see his cock move and the boys torso spasmed as his pussy learned to take something so thick. When he still had about an inch of Jose’s cock to take, Jeff did another round of poppers, and Jose reached forward and bit one of Jeff’s perky little tits while reaching up with both strong arms and pushing the boy down hard, the giant cock almost splitting him in two. Jeff screamed, then panted as he realized that the huge cock was all inside him. Jose moaned as the boys tunnel spasmed around his cock, milking it. He picked the boy up and started to slowly fuck him, quickly building up speed. Jose smiled, remembering, and pushed the boys mouth down to his balls. “You like when my giant cock splits your pussy in two, boy? Jose said. Jeff paused his ball licking, looking up and squirming his ass on Ben’s fingers, groaned “It hurts daddy, but I love it.”

I was sitting at a local park and minding my own business pretty much. Then a guy parks behind me and is just messing around at his car and he keeps grabbing his crotch. So I get out and grab my crotch a couple of times. He comes wondering back to my car and starts to make Chit Chat and then we recognize each other from another Cruise spot. I asked him what he was looking for and he just wanted anything. I asked him if he wanted to f****** and he said yeah. I sucked him there for a little bit while we tried to figure out where to go to f*** and I remembered there was a little dead in Road near the hospital in our town so I told him to follow me over there. We went to the end of the Dead End Road and parked next to each other. He lifted hatch on his SUV and I went around spit on his cock, and slicked on my ass with. He had a nice cock. It was about 7 inches and Rock hard. He was cut. He had a narrow head andim it tapered fatter as it went back to his balls.. he started humping his cock against my ass . It's slowly breached my hole. With each thrust his cock penetrated a little more deeply into me. I was moaning, pushing back and grinding my hips. I wanted him so deep inside me. Suddenly started slipping in much more easily and he grunted Softly. I knew he was coming. He pulled out quickly and I asked him if he came. He said yes and that he was nervous and wanted to leave. So he tucked his cock away and jumped in his SUV and drove off Iam sitting in my car now and stroking my cock. My ass is dripping with a f****** big load of jizz. so nice. Took a load yesterday at a guy's house. He has a sling. We enjoyed some stuff. Then we started making out. He got me into the sling. fucked me so deep. He had to pull out a couple of times cuz he was so close to coming. He got me out of the sling after about 20 minutes or so and I got on my hands and knees on a chair in his playroom and he got up behind me. He raw dogged me for about 15 minutes. Then he unloaded deep in my ass. That's two loads in two days. I have become such a whore.

Yeahhh not worth the risk at all

i had two on monday and tuesday , a regular, then he had to work afternoons , hate that. Thats when i can usually meet. this morning i got on one of the bare back sites and started talking to this arab guy, turns out he was an escort. I only did that once before in vegas years ago. I was horny fot a load in my ass since tuesday so i decided instead of the usual games why not? I met him at a hotel nearby, not the greatest but not that bad. He was thick ,uncut and so Tan. He invided me in, he said he preferred anon, and clicked off the lite , a blue glow came from one small lamp. He stuck in my mouth, he was a little musty. It brought out the pig in me as he instinctively turned around and placed his ass in my face i went to town on his ass for a while. He told me were low on time and flipped me around. He said ‘no condom right, or was that the other guy’ i told him to fuck me raw. He whispered in my ear , ‘your the third hole i filled raw today!

Yeah, I have a handy pocket tube of lube that I take to the bach or the park.

Sometimes I just want to see how our conversation flows before we get naked together. I'm always clear I am in a LTR; so not looking for that. But friends of any flavor is great; and friends who sometimes like to play even better.

Can anyone actually comprehend that woman being President? Christy Gnome would be a disaster if PlumpTrump cashed it in. It's hardly like Orange Jesus is fit as a fiddle - he's as out of shape as they come. Ask Stormy - she knows all about it .....

My hairy hole with my fuckbud's load dripping out.

Im blissed out and cumdrunk after a visit to the ABS. I was there for a couple hours and sucked and got fucked by a total of 9 cocks, and had four loads blasted into my asshole.

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.

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.

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Fake Bareback Porn Cast (Part 3) Both tops stood moved closer. They both clenched their fists. I would receive a good beating any minute now. I gazed to Tim and Sydney, who were talking to each other. Sydney opened a bag and retrieved a bottle of water. He told Stuart and Tony to wait a second. The recording was interrupted due to a short break. “You are doing an extremely good job, you know that? This is so realistic.” Sydney purred. “That’s not an act…. they are really hurting me. Make them stop please” I cried silently. “You’ve signed a contract. This is a hardcore porn production.” Sydney whispered. “Are you prepared to pay the fine?” he asked. “How much would it be?” I panted. “I don’t know – it depends on how much the film would have made in leasing and selling – maybe 100.000 Dollars?” he estimated. “What? But I get only 200 dollars for participating… I don’t have 100.000 dollars to pay you” I sobbed. “I know…. I know baby, but you are making a great impression. They won’t last long now. I know both guys for a long time. They will shoot soon and then the take is over.” Sydney smiled warmly at me. “Listen - I could talk to Tim. Maybe he will give you 150 dollars on top for your good work. Then you would get 350 dollars for just a couple of minutes now. Just offer the lads your hole. Maybe another beating and then you are done. What do you think?” he wanted to know. “Okay” I sniffed “But can I get the other half of the pill. The effect wears off” I pleaded. “Nah – Tim said only half of it. And you should really fight a bit more. Hit them back. Spit them into their faces. They like that kind of stuff. Try to run away maybe…. and tomorrow you will get another job offer probably. You need the money, don’t you?” he looked at me questioningly. I nodded slowly. “Okay. Keep on raping him. Enjoy his body.” Sydney said to the two guys. They showed their big bulges proudly. “And action” Tim shouted. Tony and Stuart sneaked around me. “Come on tramp. Sit on your knees and suck our dicks you slut.” Stuart slapped me into my face. I straightened up immediately and I started opening Tony’s pants. A massive cock hit me in the face instantly. I opened my mouth and started sucking his dickhead. Meanwhile I tried to unbutton Stuarts pants. I didn’t want to feel him neglected, and get punished for that. So I jerked him off while my tongue tried to perform love to Tony’s dick. Both guys were towering above me and were frenchkissing each other. “Open your fucking mouth and stop lapping around my cockhead like a five dollar whore” Tony rumbled. Stuart tried to push his dick into my mouth also. I gave my best to open my jaws wider. I was able to get both dicks between my lips, but they weren’t able to fuck me down my throat. Tim and Sydney surrounded us, while I tried sucking both aggressive tops, with the cameras and recorded the forced entry. They filmed me while I was crying out of fear and pain. Both had their jeans open also, and I could the whole scenery made them horny too, but they were professionals. They didn’t interfere. Stuart withdrew his cock again and looped his belt around my neck. Within a few seconds he tightened his grip and started to strangle me. My eyes widened. I opened my mouth further to gasp for air, but all I got was Tony’s dick. He started pushing his 9 inch cock deep into my throat. I made chocking noises and started beating with my fists against Tony’s hips and lower stomach. I felt like suffocating. He hit me several times with his fist against the side of my head and shouted to open up. “Open up you pig. Swallow my fat cock . Let me into your throat you worthless peace of shit.” he snarled. Stuart knew exactly what he did. He blocked me from my breathing until I almost fainted and then he let go of the belt. I started heaving my chest inhale. But shortly after that he started to strangle me again. Tony held both of my ears meanwhile and while he pushed his cock brutally down my throat, he pulled my ears towards his groin. It felt like he would rip them away from head. Tony face fucked me for at least 15 minutes. I was not sure if I was alive or dead after that. “Come on… I want to tear his ass cunt apart. It is your turn to choke him.” Stuart demanded. The hauled me up and told me to get rid of my hot pants or they would use a knife an cut it away from my body. The punched me in my face brutally I fell backwards and since both tops started walking towards me I hurried removing the pants as fast as possible. I got on my feet again. Stuart’s belt was still dangling from my neck. “On your knees you dirty teen whore” Stuart kicked my ass from behind and I fell directly into Tony’s arms, who took his chance and punched me in my stomach. I collapsed on the cold floor but tried to resume position and got on my knees. Tony stepped over me. His feet were slightly apart and he could I almost felt his cold look. I was not able to see him and that scared me a lot. He picked both ends of the belt up and started pulling my head up with it. I could follow him to a certain degree, before making those choking noises again. Stuart was kneeling behind me. As soon as he heard me retching he pushed his 10 inch long cock into me. He kept his promise. Since he entered me with one swift motion he did rip me apart and made me bleed even more. I made unreal sounds while Stuart pummeled my backside and cursed me. “You dirty brat. I will teach you a lesson. I will poz your little cunt. You will never walk straight, when I am finished with you” he screamed. Tony wasn’t so experienced in blocking my breathing. He kept on holding the belt up and I tried to pull it away with one hand, but it was so tightly wrapped. I gasped desperately. Stuart felt my anal tube flinched massively. He liked it a lot, but he also knew I was in serious trouble now. He slapped Tony on his ass and told him to let go of the belt and allow me to get some air. “Don’t kill the little whore” he shouted out. Tony dropped opened and started coughing loudly. Stuart had fun destroying my ass. He pummeled me with full force. He didn’t care if I would need a doctor later on. He and his partner bought me exactly for this. To rape and to poz me. And they paid a lot of money to have it all on film. I would be the 5th boy they abused this way. For Tim and Sydney it was a good business. The first client paid the most. From then the next clients paid less and less, but all had the chance to be actually the ones to poz breed me. I was not aware, that this was the only intention. This movie wouldn’t make it to any porn festival. I might be on the internet one day, since both guys wore masks it would be easy to them to share my pozzing with other fellows without being recognized. “Talk dirty to them. Ask them to poz you…. our viewers like this kind of dirty talk” Tim instructed me. Tim had my test results and he had told me, the other two guys were clean too. I understood, that there was a fetish for poz fucking and so I joined in and begged Stuart to poz my cunt. “Oooooh yes Sir. Please fuck my negative cunt and poz me good. Give me your gift and breed me.” I moaned, hoping we would be in the fuck mode now and that I wouldn’t get hit again. Tony stepped in front of me and yelled at me to look at him. He started to piss directly on my face, while Stuart kept on pounding my tight asshole. “Open up faggot and drink my piss” Tony murmured. “Yeah… swallow it. Enjoy my toxic piss. You look beautiful with your face drenched in my piss you cheap whore.” he grinned wickedly. “Oh fuck. Yeah – faggot. Milk my balls you fucking teen bitch.” Stuart shouted and shot his load into me. He didn’t slow down, while he was shooting his cum into me. He kept on rabbit fucking me and tried to damage my hole some more. “Got to make sure my bug really gets into you, so you never forget tonight.” Stuart roared. He gave me a another punch with his fist against the back of my head now. This way my hole cramped up and he enjoyed his orgasm even more. I yelped in pain and started crying again. Stuart’s had a satisfied smile on his face. His movements came to a halt, but his dong was still deeply imbedded in my asshole. He looked totally relaxed, while I was still suffering from the brutal assault. Then he started to piss into me and I felt intestine filled with his hot waste. There was nothing I could do about it. When he was done, he unceremoniously pulled out and hot piss mixed with his semen gushed out of my ravaged hole. I collapsed on the floor and sobbed quietly. Tony nudged me with his right boot softly. “Hey…. are you okay? Turn around baby. It wasn’t that bad, hm?” he asked me as if he cared. I turned around slowly, but I was so weak. I sat up and looked him into the eyes and told him I was really hurt. He nodded understandingly. “Why don’t you lay back then and try to relax, hm?” he told me in a low voice. “Spread you legs…… and hold them up to your chest” he grinned. “No…. please. Please stop now. Please, I think I am damaged down there. I can’t take another fuck. Have mercy please….” I cried openly but obeyed also. He moved between my legs and smiled at me cruelly. “There is no mercy for junk like you. You were born to serve as rape meat.” Tony said coldly and his cock sank into me. I howled and looked at him, hoping still he would stop it and just end this whole ordeal. But he started fucking me harder and looked me straight into my eyes. He absorbed the pain and fear in my eyes. “Do you like my cock banging against your cunt walls” he asked me. “Gnnnngnnnn…. yes….*sob* it feeheels goohood. Your cock feels so *sniffs* good” I mumbled. “Yeah, I know…. you cunt feels good too. You want another poz injection?” he wanted to know. Although they told me, it was just text to make the audience horny I answered him “No…. don’t….. Please….” I pleaded. But Tony fucked me even harder and so I received another hot toxic load. “Oh Baby…. I am charging you up…. feel my bug infiltrate your system…. you stupid whore…..” Tony moaned loudly. Tony pulled his cock out of my arse and got up slowly. “Man… that was one hot fuck. Worth the money…..” both guys agreed. Tim and Sydney recorded the aftermath. The made close-ups of my raped asshole and also filmed my crying face a lot. Tony and Stuart closed their pants again slowly and seemed to be very satisfied. After the cams stopped rolling, Stuart received both memory cards immediately from Tim. In exchange Tim obtained the agreed amount of money. I didn’t realize it, but the whole scene didn’t need any editing for Stuart or Tony. The movie showed, what happened today. A brutal rape… For me it was just a job, which went a little bit out of hand. But I got my money. They gave me 300 dollars. They had to deduct a fee for the clothing they gave me during the shoot. I was still sobbing, when Tony and Stuart left the area. I heard them laughing, while the wandered off outside. “What about tomorrow. Do you care for another shooting?” Sydney asked me. “I…. I don’t know. My butt is killing me. I need to wash myself. I feel so dirty….” I sniffed, “Nah – you did an excellent job and you got paid for, what you were supposed to sell. Your body….” Sydney told me while he stood above me and jerked his hard cock. Tim grinned and nodded “Good idea…. man that was hot. I need some relieve too….” He joined in jacking off slowly above my head. “Listen, if you want another job tomorrow, you might open your holes for us too. At least this would give you the pole position before all the other bottom actors.” Tim suggested. I sobbed loudly and then laid on my back once more and opened my legs again. “Good boy….” Tim moved quickly between my legs and bumped his dick into my ass chute. I didn’t even ask about his health status. He was healthy for sure I thought, since I took it for granted he would have to check his status periodically. “Oh come on Jake. I know you had a rough ride, but hey - try to be at least a decent fuck and tighten up. You are a sleazy fuck-hole” Tim moaned disapprovingly. He started slamming his dick into me. Sydney observed my continuous sexual assault and smirked. He saw more potential in me, to be misused.

Anyone ever been snuck into FB’s place when his unknowing partner or spouse was home? A top hit me up on A4A and invited me over. It was late and he told me that his girlfriend was home and asleep, so we had to be quiet. When I got there, he met me outside and led me down to his basement, where he fucked me hard and long. It was so hot taking his big load knowing that his girlfriend was asleep upstairs.

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I’d love a story about Rex and his hunt for the perfect boypussy. Your description of him and his ass loving dom top attitude were so hot.

A few times. First time I was invited by a guy to come see him at his sister house. It look like a mansion. He open his bedroom window from his private suite room. We showered and fucked me on his bed. his family must be heavy sleepers. Couldn’t hear a thing from us! We been a regular in the past. I would always come ever after work. Second time, a guy invited me to his place. His wife was asleep. I have him a blowjob. Since he prefer a blowjob. His wife wouldn’t give in what’s so ever. I filled in that void. third time- With a different guy. I had to be super quiet with his older brother present. They were so hot.

Yesterday

I prefer not to cum, though if I do happen to cum I feel it's my responsibility to give pleasure through my hole as long as the breeder/s need it. I've also had dom guys make me cum as soon as I arrive and then use my cum as lube to fuck me. Either way, breeders get hole.

14 and family member

My last load was last night at a cruising ground. It was pitch black and in the woods so I'm not even sure what the man looked like or anything. After he bred my ass, he zipped up before I even had the chance to turn around and get myself together when he said "You good?" then slipped into the bushes before I replied. I felt like a degraded slut and my cock was rock hard.

POZ T O X I C

I’ve had some experience on this through a consent non consensual play(CNC). Mostly involved multiple top and bondage. if you can find a top or a Dom that can take you on this probably best. You still set your limit prior to playing but after that you have no say on how you are used. For example, the last time I agreed to do CNc with my limitation. No blood , no scat and no permanent mark on body. My top basically tied my hand behind my back, my tied my knees and thighs, my ass up, so my forehead is touching the floor. My mouth was gagged with my socks and duck taped. Before any cock enter my hole, he basically stuff 8inch butt plug and left me there for hours. Later when I was already tired, leg sore , my ass definitely feeling the limit of having that massive plug, he then only start using my hole. It was painful, but the pain make my cock soo hard and I did feel I want them to stop fucking me long time before they actually did. So something like that probably what you can try to fulfill your rape play fantasy.

A few thoughts of mine own, as I am still going,.. Yes, to cash at the door. The host is also encouraging people to pay by Venmo ahead of time. The clothes check is free, with a tip encouraged. You need to wear something on your feet. I reserve an old pair of army boots for this event, as I am not fond of shower thongs--though you will see a lot of them. Old sneakers are great. I love the man who wears thigh high waders and gets them filled with so much piss so he can barely move. Fetish gear is encouraged. The average age, over the last few years, has dipped. I would say it's more like 49 or slightly lower. (A few in their 20's, more in their 30's and then more with each succeeding decade). Piss porn has lowered the age of attendees dramatically. I have played with so many younger men there now, as well as the older regulars. I have seen the piss dry up towards the end, but that is not a regular occurrence in my experience. I usually find it slightly dry at the top as men don't hydrate ahead of time, but by the end of the four hours, they are pissing like fountains. Yes, there is a lot of bareback sex. I can't tell you how many piss enemas I have given over the years at this event. The man who runs it brings his sling and encourages it. I love other guys to cover the man I'm fucking--with at least one pisser aiming his stream at my dick, so I fuck it into him... Yes, the floor will be awash with piss. (I used to sit next to the man who founded the group, back when it was in someone's basement. He told me this bar was chosen--for it had a drain. Just not very centrally located....) I agree--that if you have any interest in piss play you should come play with us.

Part 29 I was shaking so bad with excitement and raw sensual lust Ryan and Kevin had to steady me so I could finally get on the bed and sit on Jeremy's thighs. As if I was watching someone else I saw my hand reach forward and take Jeremy's bone-hard meaty cock in my grip. It was still wet and slick with my spit from being in my mouth just a few minutes before. I tightened my hold on it and slowly jacked his manhood up and down, bringing a low moan from between his lips. “Aw yeah, dad,” I heard Jeremy say. “Jack my cock for me. Your hand feels so good wrapped around my cock. Do you like jacking your son's cock dad?” I gripped his shaft harder as my answer and felt it surge in my hand. Leaning forward I wrapped my lips around the purple head and could taste his precum cover my tongue instantly. “So hot,” I heard Ryan whisper from somewhere nearby but wasn't sure where any of my three corrupters were at the moment. I was focused entirely on me and my son and his dick that I was gently nursing on. I couldn't wait. I needed this NOW. Scooting forward I raised up on my knees and squatted over Jeremy's sweaty taut waist, my hand holding his dick still as I held my quivering cheating ass just above it. At that moment I heard and felt Drew walk up next to me. I briefly turned my eyes to look at him and I could tell he was wanting this on some level as much as Jeremy and I were. He gave me a sex-filled grin and said, “Do it Daddy J. Slide your cheating married daddy ass down on your son's raw cock. Let him incest fuck you and give you his incest cum.” “Oh fuck yeah,” Jeremy groaned and with no more hesitation I lowered myself onto the hard thick cock that I had made nineteen years ago. “Awwww fucckkkk!” Jeremy cried out as his cock slid inside a hole for the first time in his life – totally unaware that it was his real father's asshole that was steadily engulfing every inch of his “innocent” young meat. “Hot damn, dad! Your ass is so tight! And so fucking wet!” Ryan laughed and said, “It's wet because he's got like three loads of cum in it just from today.” “Four” Kevin corrected immediately, winking at me. “I gave him number four right before you guys came in.” It was all I could do not to scream out loud as I was consumed by the total debauchery and sensuality of what was taking place. I don't know how I managed to keep quiet but somehow I did as I moved my ass downward until finally I felt Jeremy's pubes against my full hole. Jeremy was breathing rapidly as he felt the intense pleasure overtaking his body and mind. “Damn!” he breathed out. “You have four loads of cum in your ass dad? That's so hot!” From where he was standing beside the bed Drew spoke to Jeremy while once more looking at me. “It's even hotter that all four of those loads are poz. Seems your dad loves poz cum as much as you do man.” I could feel the moan ready to escape my lips loud and clear when Drew said that. But, just like at the park earlier today, I suddenly felt Kevin's strong hand cover my mouth, keeping my identity hidden from Jeremy for a little bit longer. Just then I felt Jeremy's hands grab my waist. I felt the muscles in his thighs tighten up and heard him say, “I wish I could give you more poz cum, dad, but I AM going to give you my incest cum! Are you ready for me to fuck you dad?” And not waiting for an answer, just as Drew had instructed him, my boy held me tight and raising me up slightly began thrusting his son-cock up into my eager and accepting dad-hole! Although he said he'd never fucked a hole before he seemed to know exactly what to do as he quickly worked up a steady in-and-out rhythm causing both of us to moan and grind against each other. Drew, Ryan and Kevin were all egging him on with lust-filled voices and a continual flow of filthy words. “Yeah, boy, that's right. Fuck your dad's hole. Ram that cock deep inside his hungry ass.” “Do it dude. Your dad's been craving your cock and cum! Give it to him!” “Fuck him, Jer. Don't stop until you blow your load in him. Your incest load deep inside his cheating daddy ass!” Being his first time fucking, and with all the chems in his system and all the verbal nastiness being spewed out by the three sexy hunks watching our dad/son coupling, it was no surprise when Jeremy said he wasn't going to last much longer. “Fucking breed him dude!” said Ryan. “Whitewash your dad's fucking guts!” A moment later that's exactly what Jeremy did. His grip on my hips tightened, he slammed his pelvis upward one more time and began erupting inside my sloppy satisfied dad-hole. I felt my flesh-and-blood son's engorged cock throb and spasm balls deep in my ass then felt spurt after spurt shooting from his piss slit into the depths of my ass. Oh gawd!, I thought to myself. I'm full of my own son's hot cum. His hot incest cum!! Fucking perfect. (to be continued)

Mostly because I'm more bottom, if I've decided I WANT to fuck you, then I WANT to cum in you. If you ask me not to cum in you, I'll move to the next bottom. I don't want to disregard your wishes, but they're not aligned with mine, so I'll move on.

Part 6 I was still in the room, the Viagra was now in full-effect, and the thumping next room had reached a crescendo announcing the inevitable conclusion of a breeding. Two fingers had found their way up my pussy, mixing the cum and my spit into a bubbly cream. My mind reverted to Mickey’s cum. “No time” “But it’s running down my legs…” Mickey turned around and leaned over me, kissing me, sliding his tongue deep in my mouth. My hard on from all the excitement stuck between us. “Let it run, Max…” Mickey said, “no one will mind.” “You took your time” Magoo said, pointing at me as we reach the top of the stairs. The corridor leading to the sling was crowded. We had to fray our passage amongst the multitude of hands groping our nipples, balls, cocks and asses, a stroke on my cock here and there, someone even try to push a finger in me! A second sling was mounted, and opposite a table similar to a massage table but narrower was installed. In the first sling, Mickey’s friend was getting spit-roasted by two chunky biker-like guys in leather jockstraps. Mickey was already hopping in the second sling, next to his friend. Magoo kneeled down and started fluffing me for a minute or two. Someone put his hand on my lower back, pushing me forward. “Max, it’s time to fuck.” I nodded. As I positioned myself between his legs, Mickey was smiling back at me. “Fair trade” he mouthed me. “Fair…” I pushed my cock the first two inches “…trade” sinking the rest until I felt his balls in my pubes. I stroke his cock 5-6 times; me, fully-embedded in Mickey’s warm hole, then I grabbed both chains of the sling, slided my cock two-third out, then pulling on sling with force as I pushed my hard cock back in his ass where it belonged. A tall guy with a grey goatee nestled his cock in my crack, humping it up and down and started playing with my nipples. Wired to them or not, my cock was hard by all the sensation of this interaction. Magoo was on my side, his hand caressing my stomach. If anyone would have counted, it took me 312 thrusts from start to finish, spewing my pent-up load in Mickey’s ass. Woof! It was my first full fuck in 312 days since March 13 when I was forced to stay home due to covid! Yeah, I jerked off a lot and got few nuts down Mr. Magoo’s throat, but it all got eclipsed from this public fuck. I came back to earth realizing that a closer crowd was cheering up at my “exploit”. One of them was the front desk, the one with purple hair. He was holding a digital camera and filming. Unbeknownst to me, the camera was retransmitting the scene through the Wi-Fi to all the bathhouse screens for all to see… As I started looking back and forth between Magoo to Mickey, the latter senses something was wrong and probe me to tell him what was going on. I got nervous and I could feel Mr. Magoo closer to me as ever. I start stuttering. “Uhh… I… well… I… really… how can I say…” “Spit it out Max, for god’s sake”, cut Magoo. “I’m sorry… I… I… lied…” I finally said. “What do you mean, you lied? asked a concerned Mickey, trying vainly to get out of the sling only to have more hands keeping him in. “Come on…!” Magoo encouraged. “I’m poz…” It was one of these strangest awkward times when everyone talks to each other loudly and then abruptly stop exactly at the moment you whisper your most intimate and darkest secret to another one. It only lasted a second, then the crowd cheered up as if I just made a winning touch-down at the super bowl! “I’m-poz-I-am-sorry-you-were-so-hot-I-wasn’t-able-to…” I spoke so fast I am sure Mickey didn’t understand anything. “Blah… blah… blah…” Magoo intervened, pushing me out of the way and slamming home his cock. “Urrggh…” exclaimed Mickey, surprised and shocked. “No… not you…” “Pffft! Like a poz cock or another would make a difference! You took your first poz cock like a pro. Did you felt any difference? No. Now you have my cock in you, beside the fact that I am quite bigger than Max here, do you feel any difference? No. Period. End of discussion. Now we are going to make sure you get poz once and for all. As for you, Max, don’t venture too far. With this delirious crowd, who knows what can happen to you.” So, I stuck around, full of remorse, close to Magoo, rocking with him, with the sling. Another pair of guys were at work on Mickey’s friend. One of them was an all-wrinkled thin man - a skeleton by all means with a lot of lesions - was fucking him slowly. “HIV last stage” murmured the front desk guy who had found his way next to me, nudging his big dong on my thigh. I looked back at Mickey. I felt like something was at odd. For a short moment, I almost saw a smirk on Mickey’s face.

Part 2 “Look who's here! If it’s not mister-goody-two-shoes in person!” I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. I would recognize his voice anytime. Mikey Meltzer. A sophisticated annoying queen. I knew him from college and he was infamous for outing guys and spreading gossip on them. I slightly turn and nod to him. Of course, he was naked and nothing to be ashamed of. For few seconds I hoped that he was dressing and on his way out, unfortunately he had just arrived few minutes before me and Mr. Magoo at the bathhouse. He was with another guy, a skinny dirty-blond hair with a cock on the smaller-side. My first time in a bathhouse and I was poised to meet someone I knew in the locker area! I decided to ignore him, undressed and quickly wrapped my towel to find back Mr. Magoo who had a private room. As I was trying to find my way to his room. I reminded the conversation with Mr. Magoo earlier this morning: “At the bathhouse!?” “Yes with me” “I… yes… no… I mean I never go to these places. It's dangerous... ” “And this exactly why you are the perfect guy to help me” he interrupted me. “I don’t see why…” “Let me explain…” The room door was slightly ajar. I though nothing of it as Mr. Magoo knew I was coming back for him. Magoo was on the narrow bed, on all four, getting pounded by a “bear” with a fat-belly. I am not naïve and knew sex encounters occurred in bathhouses, but it hasn’t been more than 10 minutes since our arrival and, there, the old man was getting fucked. Magoo was moaning like a cheap whore in a porn movie as the bear pounded him good, hard and fast. I froze in place. Excited and terrified. “It feels so good, Max. You should tried” said Magoo who was now pushing his ass to meet the man’s thrusts. “Outside… I will wait outside…” I replied weakly, still unable to move. “Nonsense” the bear said, extending his arm and pulling me closer to them. I was able to smell intoxicating male sex and sweat. from him. His fur body was covered is warm sweat and my skin was immediately glue to his belly side. “Look at this old cumdump taking my unmedicated poz load deep in his hole!" “You don’t wear condom?” “What for? We are both poz” “I don’t know, STD maybe?” I said unconvincing. “Mmmfph… condoms are for the faint of the heart. Never wear one.” I did not know what to say else so I just shut my mouth, looking at the scene. May be because I didn’t had sex for a long-time, but honestly, it look terrific. The bear man was close to three time the size of Mr. Magoo. “I’m close. I will recharge you soon, grandpa” “Go on”, urged Magoo, ”flood my guts with your babies again” Again? I look at Magoo who was now on his back. When have they switched position? Unlike porn, where the bottom has his legs over the fucker’s shoulders, I realized it was not possible for the duo before me. His legs were resting against the bear’s belly. His feet barely at mouth level and the bear was licking and sucking the toes. “Take it you whore” “Yes, give it to me” The verbal exchange went on for a good 10-15 minutes. The fat belly was shaking like a mountain of jell-o as he rammed his cock in and out with brute force. With one last thrust, he held his cock deep in Magoo, grunting. “Fuck!... You are getting it old man. UUURRGHHH!... Take that load. Take that toxic load!” he said before collapsing on Magoo, almost folding him in half. “Phew! That was good. It’s always nice to start my whoring day with a load from you, Bill” said a pleased Magoo. Although, I would never let someone fucked me bareback. I was engrossed by the live act in front of me and my cock was at attention and throbbing (unconsciously I was groping myself through the towel). “See you tomorrow, old geezer”, said Bill, exiting after slapping my ass. Now, Magoo was fingering his dripping hole, getting all the cum he can before bringing his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. “Hmmm. So good. You want to taste some? ” he asked, pointing his cum-coated index to me. “No, I’ll pass” I reply embarrassed and horrified by the offer. “Your loss. Anyway, this fuck was a distraction and I need to get you prepared” “I don’t think I can do it. I’m really sorry.” I stammered in a low-voice. “Don’t let me down now, Max. I though you were a man of his word” There we go, guilt. Exactly what I needed in a place I didn't want to be in the first place, but I agreed to help him. I looked at Magoo and realized I never saw him naked before, except for his cock. His body was largely covered with tattoos, most of them nicely designed. Biohazard ones. One on his back between his shoulders, and the other one, on his stomach, above the hips. Both nipples pierced with thick gold rings. Some light-grey body hair. He had a toned-body, not at all flabby. He was hot. “Earth to Max!” I realized that Magoo was talking to me and saw me staring at him. "Sorry, I didn't meant to stare at you. It’s just… well I never saw you naked before…. And well, you’re hot”. I probably went through fifty shades of red as I said that. I felt my face flushed, but even in the dark room, it didn’t escape Magoo’s eyes. With all the blood that went to my head, I was surprised that my cock was still hard and spewing copious precum in the towel. “Let me give you the grand tour before you poke me in the eye with your cock ”

Thanksgiving dinner was in less than three hours, yet there I was, bent over my couch with the building’s handyman filling me with his own, personal gravy! This was my year to host the ‘orphan’ Thanksgiving dinner. I have a group of friends who have neither family nor significant others, so we get together and have our own holiday occasions. I had gone all out this year - turkey, ham, pies, all the trimmings, and the condo looked great! My dealer had dropped off a huge supply of the strongest 420 in DC, the liquor store delivery took up an entire extra table, and I even had a local landscaper come and deck out my balcony with seasonal flowers and plants and provide inside greenery - everything was perfect and all that was left was to finish cooking and do some last minute cleaning and tidying up. That is until the thermostat went bonky and decided that the only setting it could do was ‘hotter than the underside of Hell’. I frantically called the front desk and they were their usual, unhelpful selves, but said they would put a call into the condos’ handymen to see who might be able to help, but they were all off for the holiday so no guarantee. While the weather was not horribly cold yet, I didn’t relish the idea of having to leave the balcony door open all afternoon and evening just to try to stop my guests from burning up. In the meantime, I propped the door open, pulled a fan out of storage, and got back to stirring, whisking, and basting. About 30 minutes later I heard someone yell, “MAINTENANCE!” then heard the sound of keys and swearing. I dropped the spoon I had in my hand, grabbed a towel, wiped the streams of sweat off my face and barely took two steps out of the kitchen before I saw one of the handymen in my condo hallway. First I was pissed that he just let himself in, but then was relieved that someone actually showed, so I tried to smile. My smile faded fast when I realized who it was - Jointer Jim. That’s not his real name of course, but that’s what everyone called him. Our building handymen are an odd looking trio - one is an older, extremely overweight man who is literally wider than he is tall; the second is a young guy who is handsome, clean cut, and always polite; the third is Jointer Jim. He is tall, lanky, middle aged, and missing the index and middle finger on his right hand and the worst disposition in the world! Always pissed, angry, rude, condescending, and a total asshole. Fuck! Jointer Jim lost his two fingers from fucking around in shop class in Jr. High. I guess his real name was James or Jim. He set his tool box down by the mini-bar I had set up, grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and boldly opened it, poured himself a huge drink, and gulped it down, then set the empty glass back down with a BANG. He gave me a twisted grin, wiped the remnants of drink off his chin, and asked, “What’s so fucking urgent that my phone gets blown up on my day off?” I was stressed and sarcastically said, “Why don’t you pour yourself another - sounds like you NEED it - and if you don’t realize the problem yet, maybe you are not the right man for the job,” and then walked back into the kitchen. I was in no mood for dealing with him and thought right then that sending him away might be the best thing. I heard his tools clanging as he dug around in his bag and tried to ignore that he was there as I went back to prepping food in the kitchen. A few minutes later I was shocked back into focus as I caught a whiff of something that was not cooking in the kitchen and went back out to the living room. There was Jim, bold as fuck, smiling as he exhaled a cloud of smoke from my good 420. I don’t smoke, but find it sexy when a top does, and for just a split second my ass pulsed in hunger. Then my anger flared as I said, “What the fuck do you think you are doing? Ever think of asking first? That’s for my guests!” He just smiled, took another hit, then grabbed the TV remote and said, “I’m going to watch the game a bit while I finish this.” It was not a question, just the demand of a rude asshole. I growled, “Fine. But they’ll be here for dinner at 6:00 and it would be nice if my place was not a sweatbox, and if all my drink and shit was not gone before then.” Dinner prep was hard to focus on as I continued to fume about his attitude and then I realized I had not even asked if he had fixed the problem with the thermostat. I stomped back out to the living room to find Jim casually laid back on the couch, his feet up on the ottoman, drink in one hand and blunt in the other. He just gave me his cocky grin and a flick of wrist toward the wall. I walked over, the thermostat seemed to be working fine again and he had set it back down to comfortable 70 degrees. I turned, he exhaled followed by a small cough, I grit my teeth and said, “Thank you,” and left him as I went back into the kitchen. I heard the balcony door close and the blinds coming down and when I stepped out of the kitchen Jim just looked at me with a fuck off grin. I shook my head and went back into the kitchen. I could hear the sounds of the game from the TV, smell the heavy cloud of weed, picturing him in my mind with his feet up and that ‘fuck you’ grin. I stopped - the sounds had changed - it was no longer the cheering of a roaring crowd but the demanding voices of a mandingo gangbang - shit! I scurried back out of the kitchen and stopped. There was Jointer Jim, his pants down around his ankles weighted to the floor by his massive set of maintenance keys. His legs were skinny, his hip bones showed either from the angle of the light or from how thin he was. Jim moaned as he looked at me, his blunt held between his teeth, his upper lip curled on the end in a smirk. He then took his blunt out, let a long, thick drool of spit descend from his dry lips like a leaf slowly falling from a great Oak tree, which landed mid-shaft on his dark, ebony wood. I gasped a little as Jim used the spit to slick his dick with his clawed hand - there was something wild and taboo about watching his fucked up hand jack his mighty rod. He turned full towards me and said, “Get on your knees fag boy and suck my dick. I know you want to.” A mix of anger at his assumption and excitement knowing how much I desired his dick right then washed over me. I started to protest, “I...I’m not a fa….” Jim snarled, “STOP RIGHT THE FUCK THERE. Yes you ARE! You forget - COCK SUCKER - I’ve been here before. I’ve seen your pile of porn flicks. Not this stuff that I’m sure you haul out for the DL brothas, but that nasty shit you usually have stacked at the bottom of the pile - you know what I’m talking about.” Yeah, I did, and even managed to blush just a little, which made him laugh and choke on his smoke. Serves him right. “Come on then, hike that skirt up and get on your knees and gag on my dick like a good cock sucker. Then if you do me right, maybe - just maybe - I will dig them guts out and give you some real man juice,” Jim tempted. All thoughts of dinner prep went out of my head as I watched him hit the blunt and his dick start to swell with blood as it engorged itself in the delights of the porn flick. I quickly stumbled out of my pants, knelt on the wool carpet, and hefted his meaty dick up to eye level. It stared back at me, winked, and drooled a little. I spit on the head, Jim laughed, and as I guided the phat head to my mouth he said in between puffs, “THAT’S IT FAG BOY... ...OPEN THEM LIPS… ...LET ME HEAR YOU GAG ON MY SHIT… ...GIVE ME THAT SLOPPY NECK… ...CHOKE ON MY SWEATY DICK… ...I AIN’T WASHED MY MEAT IN ABOUT A WEEK, THAT’S WHAT PUSSY MOUTHS ARE FOR… ...TAKE YOUR TIME, THERE AIN’T NO RUSH… ...THAT’S RIGHT, GET IT NICE AND WETT SO IT’LL GO IN SWEET AND DEEP INTO THAT ASS… ...I DON’T FUCK EASY, NOT AT ALL, SO IF YOU CAN’T TAKE IT LIKE A BROTHA GIVES IT, YOU BETTER SWALLOW MY NUTT.... ...OH YOU PAUSING NOW? WONDERING IF IT’LL FIT?... ...BEND THAT FAG ASS OVER, LET ME MAKE IT FIT!” “Can I get the poppers and lube?” I pleaded. Jointer Jim stamped out the finished blunt, “No. I’m trying to stuff that tummy MY WAY! I like a bitch who tells me it hurts, cries that my dick is stretching them walls, putting her on her period - so you trying to get nasty and get bitch fucked and that pussy hole super soaked, or we done?” I mumbled a pathetic, “Yes,” and he slapped my face and said, “Speak up faggot bitch - let your BBC Master hear you!” So I did. I debased myself for his pleasure, and every plea and whimper and second of pathetic begging made his onyx monster grow and harden. “That’s what I like to hear,” Jim chuckled, “Hungry ass that’s need that itch scratched, that hole broken, them guts shredded - well you better hang onto your panties cause I’m about to get down and bang that hole WIDE-THE-FUCK-OPEN!” Jim’s clawed hand snapped close across my face as he leaned over me - my submissive body kneeling on the ottoman, my hole wet and eager to feel him push inside. As his throbbing knob punctured my outer ring, Jim tapped the remote and turned up the volume of the rape scene on the porn flick to drown out my own cries. His long arms squeezed my sides, his claw clamped tighter across my mouth and face while he began to rape fuck my hole. There’s something hot as hell about a top who takes what he wants, fuck like he wants, forces a bottom to serve him the way he wants - and I was totally willing to let him use me any way he needed. The long, black dick pulled almost all the way out, angled to the left and SLAMMED back in. I yelped, whined, and cried out. Jointer Jim laughed and did it again. He then shifted his stance to scrape the other side of my guts before just slamming my bussy straight on. “FUCKING JUICY PUSSY HOLE - TOTAL BITCH - THAT’S ALL YOU IS - NASTY, MOTHA FUCKIN BITCH HOLE.” I yowled like an alley cat in heat when Jim yanked his dick out of my now gaping hole. He walked over to wall where the thermostat was, bent down, rooted around in his toolbox and laughed like a trickster as he stepped back behind me. “AIN’T NOTHING BUT FUCKING AIR - CHRIST YOU A HUNGRY ASSED FAG - LOOK AT THAT SHIT - EATS IT RIGHT TO THE HILT,” Jointer Jim said while he tested the elasticity of my now-broken ass ring with the large handle of a screw driver. Not satisfied with my response he shifted a large hammer into his clawed hand, the rough wooden handle pointed at my quivering chute, “OH HELL YEAH - YOU FEEL THAT - CAN TELL BY HOW THAT BACK ARCHES, THOSE HIPS DROP, JUST LIKE YOU READY TO DROP SOME BABIES. YOU EAGER FOR MY MANDINGO BABIES? BREED THAT PUSSY? BAREBACK THAT FUCK HOLE? RIDE THAT ASS RAW SOME MORE? FUCKING SLUT!” I started to buck my ass, riding that wooden handle, trying to feel the metal hammer head kiss my cheeks when Jointer Jim yanked it out, dropped the sloppy tool to the floor with a clang, leaned back over and began to rape fuck my ass again. “YOU WANT THIS NICCA CUM? TELL ME WHAT A SLUT YOU ARE? BEG FOR MY SHIT - BEG FOR MY NICCA BABIES - BEG FOR ME TO TEAR THAT ASS END TO END AND SIDEWAYS - OH YEAH - THAT’S IT - STROKE IT WITH THAT SILKY HOLE - STROKE MY DICK - STROKE MY MOTHA FUCKIN DICK - COME ON - PUSH IT BACK - RIDE THAT SHIT - RIDE IT! HARDER - HARDER SLUT BITCH - YOU WANT THIS NUTT? RIDE THAT SHIT HARDER! FUCK YEAH! DUMB ASS FAGGOT - FUCK YEAH - SHOW ME THAT ASS NEEDS THIS DICK DEEP - WANT IT DEEPER? HERE YOU FUCKING GO - GETTING CLOSE - FUCK YEAH - GETTING CLOSE - WHERE YOU WANT THIS NUTT? HUH? WHERE YOU WANT THIS NUTT? WANT ME SHOOT IT INSIDE THAT FAG PUSSY? THAT’S WHERE YOU WANT IT? HERE YOU GO FUCKA - HERE YOU GO - HELL YEAH! TAKE THIS NICCA NUTT - TAKE IT! TAKE IT! MILK MY DICK! TAKE IT….” Thanksgiving dinner was in less than three hours, yet there I was, bent over my couch with the building’s handyman filling me with his own, personal gravy! Jointer Jim’s nutt started to froth out of my ass as he continued to pump my hole and I had to ask, “Can you cum again?”