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Hi. I've been lurking around this forum for 11 years. Thanks for all the stories that I've busted a nut to. I AM NOT A WRITER. I apologize in advance for the editing. It was done on a horrible HP keyboard that I will be throwing away now. I think the story is easy enough for people to follow. Its styled well and no run on sentences, at least! The one thing that you will notice is that I repeatedly change from "tenses" from past and present. This was hard to correct since I was reliving the memories. If a good editor would like to help me fix that, it would be much appreciated. THIS IS MY FIRST WRITTEN STORY EVER. This isn't hardcore at all; but does involve slamming and homoerotica. I would like to tell some other stories so that I can release some memories out into the universe. Sadly one of these guys are gone and my therapist thought this (writing) might help ease some of my feelings. Hope you enjoy, guys. ▌│█║▌║▌║ E N J O Y ! ║▌║▌║█│▌ There's an undeniable tension between Ty and me, something more than just a drug dealer and an addict. It's a twisted sort of love, one we both seem to crave, even if we'll never admit it out loud. I find myself thinking about Ty often, wondering what it is that keeps drawing us together, despite our differences. He's an oddball, sure, but there's something about him that I can't resist – something raw, something real. I know he's fascinated with my body, with my cock, with the way I move and the way I am. And while he might not be able to admit it, I can tell that there's more to his desire than just a simple fixation on my physical form. When I do meth with Ty in the room, I can feel his eyes on me, his hunger for me palpable. It's an intensity that I've never felt before, and I can't help but get off on it. There's something about the power play, about knowing I'm in control that drives me wild. It's not just about the meth, either. Don't get me wrong, I love the high – the rush, the euphoria, the way it makes my body hum with pleasure. But there's something about sharing that experience with Ty that makes it that much more intense. It's like our addiction feeds off each other, like we're both getting high on something more than just the drug itself. I think about the way Ty watches me, the way his eyes follow my every move as I inject, the way he can't seem to look away even as I stroke my dick for his benefit. There's a raw honesty to his desire, an undeniable hunger that I can't help but feed into. I know Ty's caught up in his own addictions, both to me and to the meth, but I can't help but wonder if there's a part of him that sees something real in me, something more than just the trick he's dealing with. Maybe there's a part of him that's looking for something real in return, something beyond the high. I hope so, because I need him. I'm no saint, and I know that I'm taking advantage of his fascination, using it to my benefit. But I can't help but feel a connection to him, a bond that goes beyond the drugs and the sex. It's like we're both drowning, but we're drowning together, and there's a certain comfort in that. I think about how Ty will never have the life he wants, how his addiction to both me and the meth will keep him tethered to a world that's far from perfect. But at the same time, I can't deny the way he makes me feel, the way he pushes me to the edge and keeps me coming back for more. We're both damaged goods, Ty and I, but there's something about the way our lives intersect that makes us fit together in a way that's almost perfect. It's a twisted kind of love, one that I don't think either of us will ever find anywhere else. And as I get ready to slam another dose, as I **watch** Ty **watch** me, I can't help but think about how much I'd do for him, how far I'd go to keep our twisted little dance going. It's not just about the high anymore; it's about the connection we share, the bond that keeps us both __cumming__ back for more. <<author's note: testing forum for Markdown support>> I'm standing in our small, freshly cleaned bathroom. Ty can sometimes be a clean freak, especially concerning the bathroom and kitchen. Then again, sometimes other rooms of the house can look like the motel scenes from 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas." The water is running in the shower, steam starting to fill the room. I've left the door wide open, on purpose, knowing full well that Ty would eventually wander in and catch a glimpse of the show I've got planned. The idea of teasing him, of making him watch and him to anxious or even possibly shy to do a damn thing about it, turns me on something fierce. In my right hand, I've got the tourniquet, loosely wound around my upper arm, ready to be tightened when the time comes. In the other, a folded-up piece of aluminum foil, carefully tucked away until the perfect moment to reveal it. My skin's already itching with anticipation, the rush of adrenaline and arousal coursing through me. I've always preferred slamming to snorting or smoking meth, for the sheer thrill of sticking the needle into my vein and watching the liquid turn into a rush of pleasure coursing through my body. It's a high like no other, and I can't get enough of it. The burn of the meth, the sting of the needle – it's all part of the ritual. The water's getting warmer, and I step into the shower, letting the hot spray dance across my skin, washing away any dirt and odor from the day as I prepare for the main event. I like some smells and odors, even masculine ones, but I have a paranoid fear that I sometimes smell and that it might turn a client off. I sometimes become fixated on that. So, I take my time, soaping up, rubbing myself down, and knowing Ty's likely watching me from the doorway. He's good at staying hidden in the shadows, but I know he's there. I can almost feel his eyes on me, devouring my every move, and it's making my dick swell in my hand as I stroke it, slowly, enjoying the sight of my own flesh. I don't want to brag, but for my size, my boy stick looks rather large; God did me out of proportion, thankfully. Most people first notice the width of it; fucker looks swollen all the time, plump, engorged, even when soft. Then, they normally mention the length next. Right at 9 inches. At least 8 and 3/4, for real for real. FRFR. I will confess to looking in mirrors and even turning myself on. I finish roughly washing my prized junk. My balls hanging somewhat low due to the heat from the water. I shaved yesterday in the standalone shower in the other bedroom. Ty gave me some excellent razor blades and sat in the bathroom with me, fixated on my downstairs area. I didn't get hard because I was nervous about having an audience while also handling something so sharp. I have accidentally made some stupid motions while fucked up tweaking that did damage to my joystick. I mean, what kinda kinky pervert wants to watch somebody shave their junk? Other than my homeboy Ty? I'm not sure why Ty's so into me; Jesse, this dirty, filthy addict. But I've learned to use his fascination to my advantage, toying with his desire while getting my fix. It's a game we play, and I'm always one step ahead. The water's now steaming hot, and I turn it off, leaving a puddle of water at my feet as I step out of the shower, dripping wet. I towel off my hair, letting one small towel slip to the floor as I bend over to pick up another and also the foil from where I'd left it. The aluminum crinkles in my hand as I open it, revealing the clear shards inside. I've never been one for subtlety, and I hold the foil up for Ty to see, watching his eyes widen as he takes in the sight of me, still naked under the larger towel, getting ready to shoot up. He's probably got a lil bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth; probably pre-cum leaking out of his semi-aroused pole. My body was still slick with water; the water droplets on my tattooed arms began to evaporate as I focused on the task at hand. With the crystal now on the counter, I begin carefully preparing a shot. I take out a clean syringe and a small spoon, and I measure out a heroic dosage of clear onto the spoon. I then add a few drops of water to the spoon, and I stir the shards and powder until there’s nothing left but a smooth, liquid pool in the spoon's concave center. After adding my filter, I carefully draw the solution into the syringe, making sure to remove any air bubbles. My movements were practiced and precise, the result of years of experience. I could have done this in my sleep; hell, I think I have worked some shots up in my sleep. But, never while driving, I promise. I find the vein in my arm with practiced ease, running my fingers over the crook of my elbow, feeling for the right spot. With my other hand, I grab the syringe from the counter, filled with my hefty dose of dope, noting the liquid filled chamber. I'm not one to skimp on my high, and Ty can watch as much of it as he wants. This is gonna be a master-blaster. So stand back, or get closer, either one! The tourniquet, now tight around my arm, I trace my throbbing vein just like a hunter would sight through a rifle, to insure myself where I'm aiming. I'm getting ready to slide the needle when I notice how quiet it is. I normally turn on the bathroom fan, but didn't because I wanted to retain the heat and humidity from the shower. In the quietness, I notice I can hear Ty's breathing quickening as I set up the show for him. And, I smile, or maybe smirk, knowing he's getting off on this as much as I am. I plunge the needle in, feeling the cold metal bite into my flesh, then slide it smoothly into my vein. I push the plunger down, watching the meth enter my body, feeling it course through my veins like wildfire. I let out a low groan as the meth hits my system, the rush of pleasure and euphoria spreading through my body like a wildfire. I mutter some curse words. I guess my mouth must've been open because a tiny trail of slobber ran down my chin and landed on my abs. My dick involuntarily twitches, moving the towel still wrapped around my waist. It's a sign that it will eventually be rock hard and ready for anything. I toss the used syringe into the sink, letting it clatter against the porcelain, and reach for the towel to wipe my arm clean. I stand up and turn back to face the door, my almost nude body glistening with water, my skin taut and flushed with excitement. Ty's there, leaning against the doorway, his eyes locked on me. I think I can still hear his breath coming in ragged gasps. He's wearing a blinding white t-shirt and athletic pants that button up each side, like you're able to just rip them off. Though I sometimes still get confused about my attraction to some males, I'm no longer ashamed of it. So, as Beetlejuice would say, "it's Showtime..." "You like what you see?" I ask, my voice thick with arousal. Ty swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing as he nods. "So fuckin'' much," he whispers, his eyes locked on my downstairs, which seems to be throbbing or vibrating from the drugs. I grab my one eyed anaconda and shake it at him. I know I've got him right where I want him, trapped in his desire for me, unable to do anything but watch. It's a heady feeling, having the power to turn him inside out with just a look, a touch, or a comment. "Hey, Ty. I'm not ignorant, man. I know you want it, don't you?" I ask, stroking my dick slowly. "I bet you even want to taste it? Even want to feel it inside you, don't you, man?" He swallows again, his voice shaking as he nods. "More than anything." "Then why tha fuck don't you come here and get it?" I taunt him, enjoying the power play. "I'm right here, all wet and ready, and you're too He nods, his eyes locked on my hand as I continue to stroke my dick, feeling it flex and then grow in my grip. I almost never get dope dick; but I sometimes can't bust a nut. This shot of clear, though, appears to be getting me rock-hard and ready to burst though. So, luckily, I know it's only a matter of time before I will be cumming. I lean back against the counter, spreading my legs, giving Ty a clear view of my cock as I stroke it faster and faster. The water on the floor steams up as I work myself into a frenzy, watching him watch me. "You like that, Ty?" I ask, my voice rough with need. "You like watching me play with my dick while you're stuck outside? Wishin' you could feel it for yourself?" He nods again, his face flushed, his eyes transfixed on my hand. "More than anything," he says, his voice hoarse with desire. I can see the outline of his cock straining against his Adidas pants, and I can almost taste his need as much as my own. It's a heady combination, knowing I've got him right where I want him, trapped in his desire for me. I close my eyes, savoring the sensation of my hand on my own cock, the meth-induced euphoria making every touch feel electric. I stroke faster, my breathing quickening, the sounds of my own pleasure filling the room as Ty watches me lose myself in the moment.. "God, I'm close," I say, my voice ragged. "So fucking close. I'm gonna come, Ty, and you're gonna watch it all." He nods, his eyes wide, watching as I begin to really pump my piston, noticing my dick twitching in my hand, as my body puts itself on auto-pilot, preparing to empty my nuts and blow my load. The meth's got me wired, and I can feel the tension in my balls building, the pressure rising, ready to burst. My nut sack narrowed around my balls. I could feel that familiar sensation I craved of my cream-filled balls rising, snuggling up to meet my body. I could feel them drawing up and tightening, even feel my boy-juice flowing up from my sacred jewels and loading into my giant cum cannon. "Fuck, Ty," I gasp, my eyes still closed, focused on the sensation coursing through me. "I'm gonna come, yo!" He swallows, his eyes locked on my cock, and I can see the muscles in his jaw flexing as he struggles to contain his own desire. I don't think he's blinked a single eyelid since this drama began. My orgasm hits me like a freight train, my body twitching and spasming as I erupt, shooting ropes of cum across the bathroom in every direction. I keep stroking my shaft, avoiding the sensitive head, a trick a mutual friend of ours showed me he could do that allowed him to double nut. My hips began bucking uncontrollably, and more jizz flew out of my balls, splattering loudly against the mirror, spraying the sink, coating the floor, and even a jet landed on the wall adjaent to the sink, painting the room in my silky hot spunk. I lean against the counter, panting as I watch the mess I've made, knowing that Ty's going to be the one to clean it up. With a smirk, I say, "You can clean that up for me, you straight chasing relentless cock worshipper. Its all yours, and plenty of it, my white nigga." Ty nods, his eyes locked on the cum-coated surfaces, his hand reaching out as if he's about to touch it, but stops short once more. His eyes flick to mine, and I can see the desire burning in them. "Don't worry, you sick fuck, I'm gonna let you have a taste," I say, enjoying the power play one last time. "Just hurry and clean it up." His face lights up with excitement, and he moves to start wiping the cum from the mirror, the sink, and the floor. As he gets up off the floor to clean the wall, I can't help but notice the bulge in his pants, the evidence of his own arousal. "Once you're done here, you can do that other thang you do," I say, watching him work. "I'm high as fuck, so you might get an encore in just a bit. I mean, if you’re up for it,” Ty nods, his voice shaking as he speaks. "Fuck yeah, bruh. That's what I'm talking about." He finishes cleaning the bathroom, and I watch as he leans over the sink to retrieve one last smear of my cum from the mirror. To my surprise, he brings his finger to his mouth and licks it off, savoring it, with a satisfied grin on his face. "Goddamn, Ty. What the fuck? You really really like my boy cream, don't you? Dayumm, like you for real for real, aintcha?" I ask, my voice thick with curiosity. "Shit, man," I continued. "You fuckin' addicted to dope, dick, and my jizz. After all, they say it's the other white cream," I chuckled, trying to fashion a joke together but, as it turns out, I was too blasted to follow it through, and so it fell flat. Ty wasn't concerned about my comedy failings. He still was sucking MY semen from HIS finger. "Man, I gotta admit that I do find that pretty hot. I mean, never have I ever had any client or fuck buddy that was such an openly dedicated and enthusiastic cum guzzler." He sheepishly nods, his eyes locked on mine, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "I think I just might be ah-dick-ted," he said amusingly, his voice low and husky. "But, its more that I feel closer to you when I eat your cum, like there's something more so intimate, yet twisted, about it. Look, this friendship we've forged, this relationship we have, has come along way in the past year, don't you think? Sometimes I forget that the only reason I even know you is because you STOLE my boyfriend’s Harley while he was in jail. The one I was still making payments on!" <<author’s note: I hope to work this story in eventually. Remind me if I don’t! >> I raise an eyebrow, the memory also just reemerging to the front of my consciousness as well. Amused by his admission. "Well, consider yourself lucky then. I'll give you as much baby batter as you need to keep you hooked." Wow. That def fed my ego: I have somebody, by their own admission, saying that they are addicted to my precious jock juice. Ty laughs, or tries to, as he is hampered by continuing to lick his finger clean. "I'll take all you've got, Jesse. Every last muthafuckin' drop." And with that, he stands, walks over, and sloppily kisses me on the lips. (I forgot to mention that we both have big, full, natural lips. So, all of our kisses are sloppy, no matter who we’re making out with. Plus, Ty totes like 4 tubes of various tubes of Nivea chap sticks at all times because he hates dry lip, which he said he gets from certain batches of meth. If we ever smoke clear with our friends, we use a shabong. When Ty passes it, they know better to complain and just grab a towel and wipe it off from his previous nigga-lippin’ action.) He heads back toward his bedroom to get more drugs, leaving me alone to enjoy the afterglow of my high and the twisted dynamic of our relationship. I can't help but wear a goofy smile as I sit there on the sofa knowing he'll be thinking about that orgasm, my orgasm, for days. He loves me in an inconceivable way, but I know its real. Ty used to have all kinds of guys around, whether he wanted them there or not. They were usually boys younger than me, which were plentiful in and around Athens. He preferred the backwoods guys over the university ones. But, for slightly over a year now, since I've been around, he obviously marked me as his territory, and I haven't seen any more dudes hanging around in a long time. I sometimes check his phone. He never deletes anything and really is too honest to cheat. Nada. Other than porn, which I love too, there’s no signs of a significant or insignificant other. I think to myself how lucky I am. I mean, he brought me out of homelessness. Once I realized he was a genuine person and got over his intense preoccupation with me, I realized I had the dick and the power in this relationship. I will reflect on this later, I tell myself. For now, I'm freshly drained but still buzzing. My hormones and neurotransmitters are sending signals to my in the facis...Jed move away from there. Ty and I had lots of sayings and inside jokes between us.) I feel the high beginning to wash over me in waves. It's a high like no other, and I know that no matter how many times I do it, I'll always be coming back for more. The end.

In private it was these two dudes apartment who lived together after gettin outta jail and the place jus looked like a party and fucking den. in public it was the bathroom at this crazy seedy theater in bakersfield where several guys fucked me while i was on the floor againsrt the toilet

I met a guy named Keith at the gym. At 20, he was a bit younger than my age, but still we hit it off. He was built solid with a gorgeous chest and six inch cock (when soft) that grew to a full eight incher (or more) when hard. We had been dating for a few months when I finally gotten him to fuck me bare. At first he was hesitant, but one morning he woke up with a boner and just started rubbing it along my crack, getting me wet with his precum. He just kept pushing and soon his cock head was in me. I pushed back on him and slowly took more of his bare cock in me, and before long he was balls deep, sliding deep inside me. "Yeah, baby," I said, "I love your cock in me." "I'm afraid I'm gonna cum," he gasped. "Go ahead," I said, "I trust you. Load my ass with your cum." Keith pumped harder and soon unleashed his jizz deep inside me, groaning "Fuck! That was great." Needless to say, that was just the beginning, especially since Keith loved to spend the night, knowing he was going to unload in me in the morning. Sometimes he would fuck me at night too leaving his load in me for some morning fun. One morning after breeding me he said he needed to go in to the city to get some new clothing, and he asked if I wanted to go with him and of course I accepted the invitation. I love the city and it had been a while since I had been there. Once we arrived, Keith began circling looking for a cheap place to park. We were getting to the seedier part of town and passed an adult bookstore I had visited some years earlier, and out of the blue he asked "Ever been to one of those?" "Of course. You haven't?" "Nah. I was always too nervous to go in." "They can be a lot of fun if the right guys show up. Of course, sometimes there are a lot of trolls but when you're horny enough.........." and I just laughed. "Let's do it," he suggested. "Now?" I asked, adding "Are you sure?" "Yeah. I want to see what it's like and you can show me the ropes." He found a parking spot nearby and soon we were inside. I paid for both of us and we went straight in to the arcade. I knew that familiar darkness and the smell of cum. He took my hand and we walked the hallway until our eyes adjusted. It appeared only three booths were occupied. I knew what was probably going on in them so I told Keith to look through one of the glory holes, and upon doing so he looked back at me, smiled, and whispered "There's a naked guy in there." "Nice," I said, "let me see." He got up and I took his place at the glory hole. I slid a finger to the hole hoping to get a taste of the cock on the other wide of the wall, and sure enough, the guy in the booth saw me and slid his cock through the hole. As the cock head came through I licked at the tip with my tongue. "Fuck," Keith remarked, urging me "Suck him." As the cock came fully through the hole I took it I my mouth, looking up at Keith as I sucked the stranger's cock. Keith was apparently fully turned-on, as he began groped himself through his jeans, so I asked "You want me to suck you too?" Wordlessly he pulled his eight inch cock out of his jeans and crowded into the booth with me so I could alternate between the two cocks, occasionally slapping the two of them against one another, just for some variety. I would have taken them both at the same time but the angle was bad so I would suck one, then the other, going back and forth, savoring them both. Soon the cock through the glory hole shot a big load of cum in my mouth. I opened my mouth to show Keith the load I had just taken and he said,"Swallow." "I'll do anything you want," I said and gulped the white jizz down my throat. "Oooh, what a slut you are," he said, adding "I want to see you get fucked in here." "If that's what you want," I said. "I told you I would do anything you wanted." "Let's check out another booth," he said. We went in to another booth next to an occupied one. Keith looked through the glory hole and pushed my head down to it. I saw a guy was stroking his cock so I just put my open mouth to the hole. The guy wasted no time filing my mouth with his hard cock. Keith had me stand up while bent over so he could get to my pants buckle. He unbuckled and unzipped me and pulled my pants down, exposing my butt. His cum was still in me from our morning fuck and he started rubbing his cock against my wet hole, grunting "Oh, baby, I'm going to fuck you right here." He pushed in to me and began fucking my cunt. He hadn't shut the door to the booth so anyone walking by could see his bare cock pounding me. After a few strokes he withdrew and instructed me to turn-around. I did as I was told and he pushed my head down to his cock, making me suck his cock that had just been fucking me. He reached around and stroked the cock through the glory hole. He pushed me back a little so the guy's cock head was against my hole. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "Yeah, sure," he said as he rubbed the cock against my hole. He took the guy's cock in his hand and guided it in to my used pussy, coaxingly suggesting "Let him fuck you, baby." I pushed all the way on to the cock and started working it deep inside me. I pumped my butt faster as I sucked Keith's cock. The guy was now fucking full steam, so I knew he was going to unload in me soon. I considered pulling away, but decided I wanted that stranger's cum, so instead I pushed hard against the glory hole and could tell he had unloaded inside me. "Let me see," demanded Keith. I pulled off the guy's cock and turned around. Keith spread my ass cheeks and slipped a couple fingers in to me, then taking a load of cum from my ass and feeding it to me, saying "Eat that cum, baby. I know you love it." "Mmmmm," I moaned, sucking Keith's cum covered fingers until he told me to get up. "I want you naked," he said. "Here? Are you going to close the door?" "Fuck no. Get naked. You said you would do anything I wanted." I couldn't argue with that. I took off my shirt, then my shoes, then pulled my pants off of me. I stood there completely naked with the booth door wide open. A couple guys had shown up and watched as Keith directed me in to the hall where he remarked "Show these guys your used pussy." I leaned against the wall and reached down and spread my ass cheeks exposing my hole, and pushed some cum out. A big dollop dripped down my leg, which led one of the guys to say "That's fucking hot!" "You can have him too if you want," offered Keith. "I'm not sure," replied the guy. "Well, then I'm fucking him," and Keith slipped his cock in to me right there. He pumped my butt while the two guys watched, then started playing with me. Soon they both had their cocks out. Keith pushed my head down on them and made me suck one, then the other while he fucked me. He finally pulled out and turned me around. I sucked his cock and then felt another cock enter my man cunt. The two guys were tag teaming me right there in the hall. "You know he wants your loads," said Keith. My hole was getting pounded by one, then the other, until one of the guys shot his cum up my hole as Keith urged "That's it baby, take that cum. What a fucking slut. Taking stranger's loads." The other guy started fucking me when Keith pushed me on to the floor so the guy had to fuck me doggy. I was on my hands and knees, taking another cock up my ass. He pounded hard when I realized there were more guys there watching. Again Keith offered my services, saying "You can all have a turn if you want," and then turning to me asked "Would you like that, baby?" "Fuck yeah. I want to be a cumpig. I need cum all over me and inside me. You guys can breed me in my ass or mouth or just cum on me. I just need your cum wherever you want to put it." A couple of the guys pulled out their cocks and began stroking by my face. The guy fucking me yelled out that he was cumming and pulled out to shoot his cum all over my hole before Keith made him push it back in to me. "Fucking breed him," he said. He pumped me a few more strokes but there was another guy behind me now. I felt him slide in to me and he pushed me flat on the floor. I could feel his full body against me as he fucked and I realized he had gotten naked too. It was so awesome getting fucked while guys stroked their cocks and Keith watched. Keith told me to look up and smile. I did as I was told and realized he had his camera out, recording me getting fucked and bred. As he snapped away, he suggested "Tell me how much you love this." "I love it," I said. "What do you love?" "I love getting fucked by strangers. I love that you are filming me. I love that you are letting me take bare cocks. I love that you are whoring me out to all these guys." Suddenly, one of the guys over me shot his load all over my face. A huge glob of white cum dripped from my forehead down my cheek. I pushed my tongue out to try to catch some of it in my mouth. The guy fucking me rubbed it over my face then pulled out of me and flipped me over. He had me on my back on the dirty floor. He got on top of me and pulled my legs up, as he pushed his cock back in to me announcing "I'm gonna breed your butt right here on the floor." "Fill him up," answered Keith approvingly. I looked up and saw that Keith had gotten naked too. One of the guys was sucking his cock and I knew I was going to get his load too. The guy fucking me pumped harder and then pushed in and held still. I could feel his throbbing cock as he unloaded up my hole. "Fuck, you are a total whore," he said. "Yeah, but he's my whore," said Keith as he pulled me up off the floor. He bent me over and slid his cock in to my cum filled cunt. "Oh, baby. This is too fucking hot! I'm going to want to do this again and again." "Whatever you want, I'll do," I said. Keith pumped harder and soon yelled out, "Here it comes, baby, your last load of the day!" as he unloaded his cum inside me. I shot my load all over the floor after he pulled out and the other guys watched as we got dressed. I had cum still leaking from my cock and my ass. I smelled like a whore after we left but Keith still had to go shopping. I was a little embarrassed to be like that in public but as I had told Keith, "I'll do whatever you want."

The next morning Nick woke up with Tex’s arms still around him. He had turned to face the man in his sleep and was snuggled into his chest. It felt good and uncomfortable at the same time. For some reason he felt that the position was an admission of his submissive role in this strange relationship Tex opened his eyes and looked confused for just a second then smiled and kissed him lightly “I thought yesterday was a dream for a second. The unfamiliar surroundings threw mw off” He said “Good morning Son” He said and kissed him again It was Nick’s turn to be confused for a moment “Does he know…” then he relaxed, remembering what he had said just before he fell asleep. He wondered what perversity had made him pick “Daddy and Son” which was much too close to the truth for his comfort in the rational light o morning. “I’m stuck with it now though" he thought” as the kiss broke and he said “Good morning Daddy” Tex seemed to make a decision and said “Come with me Son it’s time for your first real experience with kink” he said, his voice taking on a more authoritative tone He led the now nervous Nick into the bathroom. There was a large walk in shower as well as a tub "Strip and get into the tub" Tex ordered Once Nick obeyed Tex pulled his cock out of the front of the boxers he had warn to bed and began pissing on him, Nick flinched and shuddered as Tex’s stream started at his cock and quickly moved up his torso and chest, He closed his eyes and braced himself as it hit his face “Open your mouth Son. Tastes Daddy’s piss” Tex said in that deep “Dom” voice he was going to train Nick to obey without question or thought if things went right Nick opened his mouth and Tex filled it with the last of his stream Nick actually tried to swallow it but gagged and spit it out instead looking angry and disgusted though Tex noted that his cock was more than half hard His next words surprised Tex “Does it have to taste so bad?” Nick complained spitting a couple times then crossing to the sink and taking a swig of mouthwash “No Son, it actually doesn’t, especially if you like beer. Morning piss is the worst and maybe I should have thought of that before I did this. From the look on your face I thought you would refuse to ever do this again” Tex said Nick growled and washed his mouth out again then said “Yesterday when you were talking about kinks and saying if I just refused them all I was not trying I decided that the first real kink you showed me I would accept and even if I hated it learn to live with it." "Hated it just about covers this but it’s obviously a favorite of yours so there you have it. I’m trying. And for future reference I keep kegs of three types of beer in the pantry” “It is one of my favorites. I will try to make it better for yu in the future but I will also add morning piss to my list of potential punishments, should you ever deserve one” Tex said He was sure that Nick was unaware of the definite twitch his cock gave at this “Is it the thought of punishment or the humiliation that’s getting a reaction? Maybe it’s bot. This is something to explore but very carefully. I have to get around that straight pride of his and leas him to it gently” Tex thought with a smile “Well I’ve got about 15 years to experiment” They showered together and Tex washed Nick from head to toe “Why foes this feel like another kink? Like washing me is a way to dominate me?” Nick asked “It’s related to kink but it’s more a fundamental part of our relationship, or it will be” Tex responded “When you chose “Daddy and Son” last night it changed things just a bit, A Daddy is more caring than other types of Doms, He takes care of his Son and protects him” Tex explained “Part of that is occasionally treating you like you really are my young Son sometimes. I may wash you or buy you things that would be appropriate for a younger boy to wear. Don’t worry I’m not into diapers. I will keep your kink wardrobe teen appropriate at least” He joked Tex had to admit the thought of Nick in a baseball cap, jersey and a jockstrap bending over for Daddy was hot as fuck “It could be doing things that boys do with their dads like going to a baseball game or fishing. It means that I will have more input in your personal decisions because a Son should always listen to his Daddy as well” “Out of all the options I gave you this is m favorite. I have always wanted a Son to “raise” and show him what a good Daddy I can be. Just don’t be a brat. I can’t stand brats” he finished up Nick blushed. He was full grown man and Tex was going to treat him like a kid sometimes. It was humiliating and even more so because his cock was hard now. This man really was his father which made this so perverse on levels that Tex had no idea existed As they dried off and dressed a thought occurred to Nick “You mentioned buying me things. I don’t need that, I’m pretty well off” He said indicating their surroundings “What do you do for a living anyway?” He asked “I will buy you things because it’s what a Daddy does and the thing things I buy you, you would never buy for yourself. I may not be quite this well off but I do ok for myself. I’m a voice actor” “Commercials?” Nick asked “A few but mostly TV and movies” Tex said then he rattled off famous lines from various animated movies over the last couple decades using the exact voices and inflections Nick remembered Nick gaped at him “Those were all you?” he asked “Yep and I am under contract to do at least seven more feature films in the next five years, Like I said I get by” Tex said “Why do you live in a trailer then?” Nick asked then blushed “A very dear friend left me that place when he passed, I stay there most of the time though I have a small place in Hollywood too” Tex explained As they rode down in the elevator they could not hear the two voices on the higher plane ****************** “Let me get this one. Nick us at least aware if the situation and it’s time he started acting like a major agent” Ezekiel said “If you want, though Tex is much more experienced” Gabriel replied “He will do just fine” Ezekiel said as he made a few adjustments to Nick’s attitudes ****************** The elevator opened and they stepped out into the parking garage and into the middle of an argument “I don’t want to get my hair cut short and I hate these clothes!” Little 10 year old Trevor yelled as he ran to the far side of the car “Trevor! Come back here!” His mother June yelled but Trevor stayed on the opposite side of the car from her June and Trevor had lived in Nicks building for the last five years. Since Trevor’s dad had passed Trevor had always been a little ray of sunshine. He was vivacious , full of energy and always had a big smile for everyone. He had a marked preference for pink and yellow clothes and kept his hair shoulder length That had changed in recent months, June had started dating the new, young minister at her church, who also was a teacher in the church school Soon after Trevor’s wardrobe started to change and that effervescent joy seemed to fade, Nick had caught bits and pieces of it as they passed in the parking garage and around the building common areas “Wait here” Nick said and he approached the frustrated June Nick usually stayed totally out of other people’s business but something made him act now “Is there a problem?” Nick asked June “It’s Trevor. He is being difficult” She said “He used to be the happies, most well behaved kid I knew till his wardrobe changed” Nick said a bit pointedly “Bill, the man I am dating says he needs to dress and act like a boy, He says the other kids will tease him and make him feel bad about himself “ She said "He’s a teacher, he would know these things” “June, the only people I see making Trevor feel bad about himself are you and this Bill. The other kids don’t have to bully him/ You and Bill are doing it for them” Nick Saud and saw it hit home with her “Trevor come here, please” she said in a softer voice and he hesitantly approached. Nick thought he looked totally strange and uncomfortable in a monster truck shirt June squatted down to look him in the eyes “Why do you hate these clothes?” she asked “It’s what most little boys your age wear” “Mommy. I just don’t like the colors,, They are so dark and I like princesses not monster trucks” he said “Why did you make me change?” “Because Mommies can make mistakes” She said and hugged him “Come on! No haircut today! Lets go clothes shopping!” She gave Nick a grateful look and said “Thank you” As she settled the small boy in the car Nick would later learn that she broke it off with Bill that same day and from then on the old Trevor bounced happily around the building. That big smile he had for everyone back on his face. He now had about six different princess shirts to wear If she had stayed with Bill little Trevor’s chances of making it to adulthood were slim and even in the few futures he didn't end his own life he was a wreck of a person who never learned to accept himself for who he really was With just a few sentences Nick had saved a life that would bring joy to so many. Trevor had a bright future now ****************** “Very good job” Gabriel said smiling “He has great potential like you said Gabe” Ezekiel said smiling back ****************** “That was nice of you” Tex said “She just needed a little nudge in the right direction” “I had to step in for some reason. I hope it helped” Nick said as they got in the car They had breakfast hen went to an upscale jewelry store in the shopping district They picked out matching men’s engagement rings, gold set with diamonds and onyx As Nick picked up the bag containing their choice a voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Nick came from behind them “Well, have you finally picked out my engagement ring? You don’t have much time left Nicky boy” Gwen said, She had spotted him through the window and come to gloat and to goad him which was her favorite pastime “I did pick out an engagement ring but it’s not for you” He said “The will says you have to marry me” She said scoffing “No, the will says I have to marry someone descended from your grandfather” he said drawing this out for the fun of it “I am the only one there is” She said belligerent “No, actually you aren’t” Nick said grinning viciously He took Tex’s hand in his and said “You remember your uncle Tex don’t you Gwen? I know you have not seen him in a while” “Hullo Gwen, it’s good to see you” Tex said and he used a voice that sounded very much like the sinister movie villain from last year's blockbuster hit movie “You can’t marry a man” She said clutching at straws now The look on her face was priceless when Nick reminded her that same sex marriage had been legal for years Nick knew she had run up a lot of debt thinking he would have to pay it off once he married her so he took pity on her then “Yell you what Gwen I will hire and pay for a good bankruptcy lawyer for you just to help you out” He said dripping sincerity Then just to drive the point home he pulled the small black box out of the bag, opened it and dropped to one knee “Tex. You are the only man in the world I want to marry and I’m lucky because you are such a good man. Will you be the honor of being my husband?” he proposed grandly “Me? Oh wow!” Tex said, this time sounding like the teddy bear hero of another movie and then in his own voice he said “I would be honored to be your husband Nick. I’m getting just as good of a man as you are” They slipped the rings on each others fingers and then kissed, Nick was only a little awkward this time Gwen stomped pot of the store in a fury. She eventually did take Nick up on his offer to hire the lawyer and the last Nick ever heard of her was that she was living with another woman in a small town in the south west Nick had another impulse stronger than the one earlier in the day and he explained it to Tex who agreed with some additions Before they left the jewelry store they bought two simple gold wedding bands then they stopped by a sporting goods store where Tex made a few purchases The swung by Tex’s trailer and he packed more clothes and pulled a large box from under his bed Then they drove the quick trip just across the bridge into the next state. It had similar marriage laws to Nevada. No waiting for a marriage license and no blood test requirement. A weedy little man with snowy white hair and huge glasses who was a justice of the peace performed the ceremony an just like that they were married They were home by late afternoon They showered again and Tex told Nick how to make certain preparations ‘You sure you are ready for this?” Tex asked “Not really but it’s going to happen eventually. We may as well get it over with” Nick said "So romantic" Tex said He was dressed in the outfit Tex had imagined earlier in the day looking like a naughty baseball player and the Jock did things to his ass that were driving Tex crazy Tex had his Son/Bride lay on the edge of the bed on his stomach with his legs hanging off, his knees on the floor and ran a finger up and down his crack The box from his place was open on the bed revealing a collection of toys and several bottles of lube Tex lubed up a finger and slid it slowly into Nick’s puckered hole finding just the right spot and rubbing making the straight boy moan “Daddy is going to loosen you up and then he’s going to bread you Son. I'm going to knock you up with his toxic seed and get you pregnant” He said in a low sexy voice as a second finger slid in “You want Daddy to knock you up don't you?” Nick was tempted to answer truthfully with “No” but thi was his life now and it was time to make the best of it,. Maybe he could learn to enjoy this someday “Yes Daddy. I want your big cock in me, II want your cum in my ass!” he said a little stiffly Tex pulled out his fingers and lubed up a small dildo only about an inch across and six inches long. He slid it in slowly and then turned the bottom making the vibrator kick in That got a moan and a squirm from Nick Slowly, tenderly Tex worked his way up to larger and larger toys, He was so expert at this that Nick never once felt that “First time” pain. He had to admit that as uncomfortable as it made him, his first anal experience felt at least painless from start to finish. The thought of the pain had scared him “Shhh Baby Boy. Daddy’s not going to hurt his Son on our wedding night . I’m going to take your cherry and make love to you” Tex whispered And then he was ready. It was time to give himself to his new husbands, his father “Fuck me Daddy, I’m ready to feel you in me” Nick said softly Tex knelt behind him. He found he was actually shaking, this was the most important fuck of his life. He had to make Nick enjoy this or their sex life would be empty and meaningless forever He pressed his cock head to that pretty hole and slid in a couple inches, pauses then then slowly slid in further Nick tried to stay relaxed as another man entered him for the first time. It didn’t feel bad and part of him secretly got off on the cock that had made him was slowly sliding up his ass. It felt… good… a feeling of fullness accompanied by a certainty that he could trust his Daddy not to hurt him Tex bottomed out and slowly withdrew. His hand found Nick’s cock and stroked iy in time with his thrusts as he ground the length of his cock along Nick’s prostate Nick pumped his hips, fucking Tex’s hand as the feelings from his hole overwhelmed him, He was not prepared for the sheer pleasure Tex was giving him. Tex sped up, he was not going to last long. His body tool over as his emotions jumbled and churned Suddenly he heard “Daddy! Breed your Son! Give me your seed!” as Nick gave in to the pleasure and perversity of it all That sent him over the edge. He hilted in Nick's hole and felt his nuts unloading poz seed into his straight boy bride The sheer perverseness of his own father cuming in his ass made Nick shoot harder than he ever had in his life filling Tex’s hand with his cum Tex brought it to Nick's lips to lick some of it off then licked the rest off himself They caught their breaths for a bit and then Tex laughed What?” Nick asked Tex pointed out the balcony doors which they had left open Tommy and Red stood in their window holding up signs that said 10.0 while Zeke just looked at them and shook his head Zeke took out his phone and on the side table Tex’s dinged The Text said: Close your curtains or these two perverts will watch and judge your performance e every time Zeke He showed Nick who groaned Tex closed the doors and curtains firmly as Tommy and Red booed him Then he pulled Nick fully up onto the bed and held his Son kissing him and stroking his body It has been a long day and soon the newlyweds were fast asleep ************************** On the higher plane the pieces of Ezekiel and Gabriel flowed back together after another explosive higher orgasm “This is going to work out just fine” Gabriel said and the kissed the way humans did waiting for the next time ************************************************************************************************* I had to get these two fucking so I moved up the wedding Let me know what you think! Scanbu

I'm not shocked by anything Trump does any more. But it's quite possible to evaluate someone who's been in the public eye, very loudly and prominently, since the early 1970's, about whom millions of words have been written and who has actually had multiple books about himself ghost-written for wide distribution; moreoever, we're talking about someone who publicly flirted with running for president more than once before actually doing it in 2015 and exploiting the foibles of the Electoral College (and a uniquely unpalatable-to-many opponent) to win the election. If you don't understand the difference between being able to judge a public figure like Trump, and tea-leaf reading a handful of posts on a website like this and claiming to KNOW what people "REALLY MEAN" - well, I'm not shocked by that either.

Years ago i had a guy who was a volunteer firefighter who was a butch bi guy, he liked women but really enjoyed my ass but i was in my condom phase and he also wanted protection just to be safe. After meeting 5 or 6 times, he was getting more aggressive when he fucked me and one night, after getting home from work late i guess he just wanted to breed me? Because first he was so intense the condom broke, then when he pulled out i got the first feeling of a raw cock in my hole and even on the pull out his dick felt amazing in me. He just looked at me after taking the condom off, he never recahed for another one, almost like he was begging me silently to let me back in without one. He was cut, 6 inches and nothing super exciting but at the time it felt so good and i told him i was clean again even tho it had come up in convo before... then after he said he was too i told him in the heat of the moment you can fuck me without a condom if you want to. He didn't even ask to cum in me, put me on my back and fucked me for a while, got me to ride him reverse cowgirl then he put me down on all fours and finished in me and when he did, he pounded so deep in me i sweat i felt his cock get bigger in my guts and i seen stars for the first time. Big cum load buried deep in my ass for the first time and i was in heaven. He bred me everyday he could after that

Zeke, Tommy, Red and Theo followed the nondescript man through the halls of Angel Research And Diagnostics for a meeting with Agnes Thompson, the company's owner and C.E.O. The company's headquarters was out on the west coast near San Francisco. It was both Red and Tommy's first time visiting the city and they had plans for later Normally Zeke would handle things like this alone but for once Red and Tommy had insisted as co-owners of Ze-Cory that they attend this meeting . They wanted answers as well and Theo had insisted on coming to guard them all. Zeke usually made people come to him for these meetings but this was a special case. Their investigation of the company had again turned up nothing other than the investment opportunity was very sound and would be a good move for Ze-Corp and they were all frustrated The man leading them knocked on and then opened an important looking, large door “You boys come on in” a warm female voice said and they filed in Agnes did not look anything like what they had expected. She was a very attractive, larger woman who looked like a monument to motherhood. She sood just inside the door shaking hands as they entered but as Red, who was last in line, passed she took the proffered hand and pulled him into an almost smothering hug shocking them all “What?” she asked “Can’t a woman hug her son’s little brother who has made him so happy and introduced him to the man he is going to marry?” still holding Red to her She finally let go and Red who was blushing furiously said “You know, I completely forgot you were Cole’s mother, He thinks you don’t even know he is gay” as they walked to chairs and Agnes settled behind her desk “I know everything that happens in my Son’s life. He has not actually come out to me so I respect his desire not to talk about it. I think he has forgotten that we have never discussed it though, since he sent me a wedding invitation. You know Cole, he focuses on the big things and forgets a few of the little ones” she said smiling fondly “Lars loves that about him actually. He loves taking care of Cole and catching all those little things. You will love him” Red said smiling smugly “They are perfect for each other” “Yeah. yeah” Tommy said tiredly “We know, you have only said that ten thousand times since you hooked them up” “The people you have following and protecting Colle are very good. It took my team a while to spot them” Theo said “I know your head of security, he was in the C.I.A. with me and he’s one of the best” “He says the same about you, Theo” She said Zeke got one of those insights that came to him now and then and decided to trust this woman. What could it hurt? Everything else had come to a dead end “We didn’t really come out here to discuss your business proposal. That’s already approved. It just makes sense. There is another issue I wanted to talk to you about though and I hope yuo can shed some light on it” He told her about the unusual encounters they had had with the three men baring her company logo tattooed on their asses and she seemed a bit angry when he finished “Damn that man” She muttered shaking her head “What man?” Zeke asked “Darrel Thompson. My second husband” she said “I divorced him after he tried to take over my company and stole a lot of research from us” “We were and still are looking into your particular strain of HIV.” She said shocking them all “It actually originated with your cousin Mike but it can override other stains of HIV and you all caught it through various “family activities” as closely as we can determine. As far as he can tell this strain is either much slower acting than others or it is completely non-lethal” “That would explain why I have been positive and unmedicated so long without ill health effects.My doctor has been wondering about that” Zeke said calmly through his eyes were a bit wild Her knowledge of their personal lives was a bit scary “We do know people infected with your stain have a heightened desire to spread it. It affects your predatory instinct. I killed Darrel’s research project which was looking for a way to heighten that effect. That’s when he tried to take over. I’m sure he used the Angel wing tattoos hoping it would get you to put the blame on me and my company” she explained “What possible use could making us more aggressive have?” Tommy asked “Besides the fact hi is majorly into mind games I really don’t know” She said “If you want to find out you you will have to find him and I have been trying to do that for five years now” she said They all believed her and at least they knew a bit more now and they had a lead Would you mind forwarding me what information you have on him?" Theo asked "Not at all" she said "I will send it tomorrow" The meeting concluded and Agnes hugged them all this time. Even Theo. “I will see you all at the wedding” She said as they left “Red, if you just happened to let slip to Cole that I know he is gay I really wouldn’t mind” “I like that woman” Red said as the same man led them back out As they drove back to San Francisco Tommy spoke up thoughtfully “You know, knowing all that about our HIV really does not lessen my desire to spread it one bit. It’s the rush of getting someone to accept being pozzed, not a desire to make them sick that does it for me” They all felt the same way though all of them lost that tiny bit of guilt that lived in their Poz Gift Giving hearts That night they went to a famous leather bar in the city. The place had a large screen on one wall that played music videos. Red watched from the bar as Tommy and Zeke slow danced quite alone on the dance floor, kissing. The three of them had danced together all night to the energetic beat but a few slow songs in a row had cleared the floor Then the Billy and Mike video that Tommy and Zeke had done came up They were stretched and relaxed from their previously exertions and Tommy groined at Zeke “You want to?” he asked “Why not” Zeke said and they started to move, slowing and exactly matching themselves on the screen, Conversation quickly broke off as people watched and when the song ended a loud round of applause followed as Zeke led Tommy back to Red. The three of made out for a while till a voice interrupted them “You guys are great dancers! How long did you have to study the video to learn the dance?” A deep voice said “Oh not to long” Red drawled “considering that they were the guys dancing in the video too” “I thought they might be but it’s to dark in here to tell for sure” the man said “I’m Simon by the way” the man said He was dressed in jeans and a button up shirt nut there were posters of him in full leather on every wall in the place. He was apparently the bar’s current “Me Leather Bear”. He had thick blond hair that ran a few inches down his back, blue eyes and a smile like you see toothpaste commercials as well as a fury “Dad Bod” “Nice to meet you Simon” Zeke said Red ant Tommy stepped apart and the three way make out session became a four way one. Eventually Simon ended up in their hotel suite naked with Tommy running his hands through all that fur on his belly and chest and purring like a kitten Simon noticed their matching biohazard tattoos “You are all poz?” he asked “And highly toxic” Tommy said putting his hand behind that blond head and pulling him into a hard kiss that involved a lot of tongue action “I’m neg and everyone in town knows no one gets my ass” Simon said with a horny glint in his eyes. “I get to bareback pretty much anyone I want and lately I've been thinking if I was poz I could wreak a lot of havoc, The problem is if I give up my ass to anyone local it will be all over town the next day” “You are a man after my own heart and I think we can help you out with your little problem” Zeke said “You promise not to tell anyone?” Simon asked “Cross our hearts and hope to die” Tommy said then hissed him again They went to the bed and Tommy put his hands on that furry chest pushing him over backwards, then aggressively crawled on top of him, raised his legs to his shoulders, found his hole in that furry crack with his cock head and pushed in all in one continuous motion Simon groaned in pain and pleasure as Tommy resumed their deep kissing, sliding in and out of that bare bear ass with slow steady stokes, gradually picking up speed as his balls swung slapping that furry ass “I’m going to shoot my toxic poz seed in you, millions of my HIV babies are going to invade your bloodstream and infect you forever” Tommy growled “Poz me! Give me your gift so I can spread it far and wide” Simon said with an evil glint in his eyes Tommy slammed in deep as he could and filled that willing neg ass up with his virus loaded seed shivering with pleasure as he infected Mr. Leather Bear Red and Zeke took their turns and when Zeke shout the third poz load in him Simon, who had been edging the entire time, shot a huge load which Tommy licked out of his chest fur Later as they all relaxed Simon asked, ”so how long you in town?” “We fly back on Monday, why?” Zeke asked “On Saturday afternoon I host a monthly bareback party at one of out bathhouses. They call it “Spunk Fest” and everyone knows it’s a good place to get converted. It’s never been an issue for me since I only top... well usually” he said “Would you guys like to come? It should be a good crowded because there are three ships due in at the Naval Base and they should be a lot of bored sailors on shore leave to wander in” “I think we can do that” Zeke said and they all smirked evilly ****************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: The Three Evils Return for a limited time engagement Let me know what you think! Scanbu

VI An Understanding (Bare)-Top “Ready to get fucked boy ?!” Mike asked. “Let him speak Samu!” He laughed since Samu was still filling up Daniel’s throat with his twink-cock. Samu finally let go of him, leaving his cock right in front of his mouth though smearing his dickjuice under Daniels nose. “Ready to get fucked”? Asked Mike once more “Can you wear a condom?!” Daniel asked sheepishly knowing that Mike would never agree to that after he had violated their deal. Mike snickered, pressing his dick just a tiny little bit at Daniels hole causing him to tense up for a second. “Daniel Daniel Daniel….!” He said while pushing a little more. Daniel moaned enjoying the pressure at his hole without getting “fucked”. – He tried not to think too much about the slimy precum that Mike was just smearing at his hole. “You already gave up your right to be safe when you touched me, but I might have one last chance for you, let Samuel fuck you, his dick is not so big as mine and will not hurt you as much as I will, while he fucks you – BARE – of course, you try to suck me off. If you make me cum, I will cum in your mouth and Samu will immediately stop fucking you. No harm done. However – if he cums first, I will fuck you and add another load to the mix. How does that sound?” While explaining Mike was applying more and more pressure on Daniels hole and Daniel started to feel just how big Mike’s cock was. He was thinking about what he said, maybe there was a way out of this after all, no one would cum in his ass and even though he wasn’t ready to admit it fully, the thought of swallowing Mike’s cum was fucking hot. Hopefully he would be quick enough to get him off, otherwise he would not only have Samu’s load in him, but also deal with Mikes fat cock ripping his ass apart. “Sure, deal!” Daniel said. Mike only chuckled – This was going well. He gestured towards Samu who was now kneeling behind Daniel and starting to lick his hole to apply some lube to the nearly virgin hole. Samus cock was a little above average and a crowd pleaser, he usually was just the right size – unless one was a size queen as himself. He was going to make this little fucker so horny that he would open up for him quick and then he would plant his load deep in his guts. Daniel was moaning. For the second time this evening he had a tongue fucking his cunt and he was in heaven, so much so that he didn’t start sucking on Mikes cock immediately, even though it was right in front of him. Mike was amused and just smeared precum over the boy’s face, as long as he would not take the initiative he would only cover him in his pre. He nearly never came from passive blowjobs. Only when he took charge of the bottoms throat, he came, so he was looking forward to this. Samu decided it was time. He stopped tonguefucking Daniel, who was still moving his hips in a steady rhythm and moved his dick to his target. “Ready for my bare dick Daniel ?!” – he asked and watched as Daniel tensed while he was pushing into him. Daniel hissed in discomfort, but suddenly Mike held a bottle of poppers under his nose. “Relax fanboy, enjoy this, he is only gonna breed you if you cant suck me off in time – and with this you will have no problems” – Daniel inhaled deeply and the pain in his ass turned into pleasure, he had forgotten how good it felt to get fucked. “Look into my eyes fanboy – I want to see how he fucks you.” Daniel did, it was mesmerizing feeling Samus dick getting pushed further and further into him while starring into the deep eyes of Mike. The worst was Mike’s grin, a grin he had seen so often on his face when fucking the twinks in the videos. It was a smile of power, confidence, and control. It drove Daniel mad. His graving for dick grew and he finally realised he had to suck of Mike to win the bet. He broke the eye contact with Mike and started to suck on his enormous cock. He could fit more then half of it into him but he tried anyway. Samu was now 2/3 into Daniel and decided it was time to start fucking, and so he did, he pulled nearly all the way back and the pushed into his knew fucktoy. He was tight and he loved it. Usually he was the one getting pounded but the thought of soon breeding Daniel was soo fucking hot, especially since he would then get to witness Mike fucking him. Once more he pushed into Daniel, deeper this time and finally was balls deep into him. Now the pounding could start. He knew that that way he would cum the quickest. He held Daniels Hip and thrusted himself in and out as deep and fast as he could. Daniel was screaming both in pleasure and in discomfort and started touching his cock, whilst still trying to fit Mikes cock into his mouth. Samu felt his orgasm build and took the cellphone from where he left it earlier. He wanted this bit to be recorded. He watched Mike as he smiled into his direction, he knew what was next. “By the look on Samus face your about to get bred fanboy – better hurry or I will fuck you next.!” Mike said knowing that Daniel never had a chance. Daniel was giving it his best but still he could not really get Mike into his mouth, especially since Samu was fucking him so hard. He loved it but couldn’t concentrate. Samu was loving the whole perversion of it, increasing his pounding once more. Then he leaned forward, pushed all the way into Daniels hole and screamed “Breeding you bitch, you lost!” Daniel could feel Samuels cock pulsing deep inside him. It was a weird sensation, and it made his dick harder than he thought it could be. He reached back, touching Samus cock which was still in him pulsing and it felt so good. Then Samu pulled out, with Daniels hand still there, feeling the wetness, the sliminess of Samus cum on his shaft. Touch your hole – he heard Mikes voice who was watching Daniel enjoying his first load in his ass. Daniel did. It was gaping and he could feel the cum leaking out of it. Fuck this was so fucking hot, he felt used yes … but he loved it.

The theater upstairs at the dirty bookstore on Warmoesstraat in Amsterdam.

Just wanted to share a few highlights from my deployment…I’m currently in Iraq at the end of my tour. 2 weeks ago I had to go stateside for a function in Virginia where I was an honorary attendee. I flew out of Kuwait…. I love going to Kuwait because it’s like a vacation and way more army guys on Grindr than up in Iraq…. Already had a fuckbud waiting for me in Kuwait. He’s about 6’2”, white, red head, solidly built with a decently thick uncut 6 1/2-7 inch dick and versatile! it’s always nice hooking up with him because we don’t have to use a latrine or bunker. The building he lives in is an open bay but all the beds are divided by whatever you can get your hands on in order to make your own living area. It makes for the illusion of having your own space. We met up during the daytime so most of the people in his building were gone but there is always the possibility of folks sleeping who might have worked the night. So from the moment he met me at his door there was no talking. The moment we get into his area we start making out and he is a good kisser! He gets down on his knees and starts sucking me and he is doing a good job. I missed this mouth. We hooked up once before a few weeks prior when I was last in Kuwait. And I’ve been looking forward to this ever since. It’s been dry up in Iraq last few months. We continue this in his bed. Making out, feeling each others bodies. He’s sucking my thick 5 incher. I start sucking on him and I’m relishing the opportunity because his precum is so sweet and really makes my mouth slick. His lube is on the bedside table and I straddle his hips. I lube my hole and his dick and lower myself on his dick. This is almost a repeat of the last time we hook up so I know I’m about to work that load out of him. I’m riding his dick and feeling his chest muscles and arms. They are starting to tense up beneath my hands. We still haven’t said a word but I know he is close and he is going to cum inside of me. I work my hole on his dick and he begins to shoot his load inside of me…I really start working his dick but I don’t want to cum myself. He alluded last time about spending more time together until we get hard again and I want to take advantage of that. i climb off after he cums and keep my hole closed, relishing the freshly fucked, wet, cummy hole feeling. We cuddle for a little bit and I’m hard the hole time. He surprises me because I don’t expect every guy on deployment to be ready to bottom and he climbs on my dick. It’s a little more awkward for him I think and so we flip and he is lying on his back and I’m getting ready to mount him. I put a little more lube on his hole and he raises up his legs and his butt to the perfect height so I can mount him comfortably. I slowly start to press my dicks head to his hole and I’m so turned on by how it looks entering him. His hole is perfectly tight- not too tight where it’s a pain to enter and not too loose where I can’t feel anything. I love seeing this big, Midwest white boy beneath me. I’m entering him slowly to let him adjust. I love the feeling of his body beneath me and making out with him as we quietly fuck. I’m worried about the sound we are making because I’m starting to fuck him a little harder but his hole is feeling so good and I need to cum so bad that I stop caring as much. I start pounding him but still trying to do it quietly, lol. When that feeling starts building and I just let it rip. I slow down to ride out that orgasm and it becomes one of the longest orgasms I’ve ever had. I don’t pull out for a good minute just riding him while my cock jerked sporadically in his hole. By this time we still haven’t talked and we are just cooling off, cuddling and making out. I’m hoping we can have more fun. Either another load in my hole or his. i start getting hard and he is playing with my cock. I really want to feel his cummy hole on my dick but alas it wasn’t to be. He continues jerking me off and it feels good, almost like an orgasm for at least a minute straight but not quite. I’m ready to call it quits because I don’t know if I can cum again but I hold off which I’m glad because I was finally able to blow a significant reduced load but a load nonetheless. We get off the bed and compose ourselves. Still haven’t talked, lol. Once we are dressed we whisper plans to meet up for lunch at the difac (dining facility). This was the first hook up of a few I had while I was traveling over the course of a week or so. the next one took place the next day with a cute, Jewish cub. if any body is curious about it or this story is well received then I will type it out. this is my first attempt at writing. Hope somebody enjoys it! I’ve been a long time reader/lurker on here. Happy to be contributing!

Actually, I find (in my own, limited experience, so take that for what it's worth) that most people who call themselves "sex addicts" really mean "I love sex and I jump at every chance to have it and I think about it a lot" - which, if that were a sign of addiction, would cover an awful lot of people. It's become trendy to call anything and everything an "addiction". So if we turn to the American Society of Addiction Medication's definition of addiction as "a treatable, chronic medical disease involving complex interactions among brain circuits, genetics, the environment, and an individual’s life experiences. People with addiction use substances or engage in behaviors that become compulsive and often continue despite harmful consequences," then I think most "sex addiction" can be excluded from this clinical definition. That's not to denigrate the problem, which I think is more properly classified as compulsive behavior. It's not different, in that respect, from the person who can't walk past a picture on the wall that's slightly askew without adjusting it, or who otherwise feels compelled to DO something. But unless "sex addiction" reaches the point that, say, you're getting disciplined at work (or fired) because you miss too much work because you're constantly skipping out to get laid, or some other harmful consequences occur, then I think that's the wrong term to use.

It was a rare time that I could host so I got on all the apps looking for some guys. Finally this young black guy just like 2 miles away. He was a top that's all I needed to know. So when he first came in he said he had to use the bathroom so I said would it be okay if I drink you're piss and he said sure. So he did and he pissed a lot. Then I put them on the bed and sucked him and ate his ass he was loving it. Then I said I needed to be fucked. We never talked about status or raw but he started fucking me really rough. So rough that he said my ass was bleeding and I sucked his cock when he was right. So then I begged him to come in me even though my ass had scrapes in it and I didn't know if he was poz or not. Then he really started pounding hard and shot a huge load in me. Then I lick them off helped him get dressed and off he went. Very hot and I hope we have a repeat.

Heads up, guys. There are some real weirdos on this site. Someone messaged me asking me to meet them in the woods at midnight for a Satanic ritual, and then they didn’t even show up!

Especially when I walk around with it on my face in the arcade. It's free advertising. If I get bukkake at the arcade, I'll get out of my booth and walk around to make sure everyone can see I'm an easy whore before gettting in a new booth. Wash, rinse, repeat.

It's thethe least judgmental site around. Has reasonable rules to maintain order. I don't feel as alone, there are plenty of people who are as kinky and perverted as I am. For the most part the people who have different opinions than I do are civil and I've been able to have actual conversations.

The photos are truly beautiful. Obvious pals, close as brothers.

Tex watched Nick’s head bob up and down, “Watch your teeth Boy” He said wincing “That’s a cock not a chew toy” Nick tried to be more careful. He had always hated when some women used her teeth while blowing him so he could sympathize “This boy is definitely straight ”Tex though as he nudged Nick's soft cock with a foot. He had to admit the thought off a straight man willingly sucking him turned him on just a bit Tex was not being an asshole though he knew he could be and Nick would have to accept it. But if they were going to be married this boy would have to be trained to serve him. “I am into a BD/SM lifestyle” Tex said after they had kissed for a while He leaned back in his chair and seated Nick between his legs pulling him back against him, holding him and let his hands roam his body “Get used to this” he said when Nick squirmed uncomfortably “it’s a requirement. I will hold you and touch you when I want” “BD/SN That involves a willing exchange of power. You give me control and I promise to live within the limits we agree on.” Tex went on “ Once you are a bit more experienced we will have a discussion and set those limits, I know a website that lists just about every kink imaginable. I will go through and mark the ones I am interested in and you can review them. Some will be marked in black. Those are non-negotiable. They are mainly the basics. Me holding and touching you. You sucking me, me fucking you, spanking, bondage and a few others. The rest we can talk about though if you just reject them all I will know you are not really trying” he explained "I will set some absolute rules right now though. You will never have sex of any kind with a woman as long as we are together. I won’t be your side thing physically or emotionally. Nothing beyond platonic friendship with women or I promise you I will leave your ass so fast your head will spin” Tex said firmly “This is my life and future we are talking about. I am going to do my best to love you and I promise that if you put in as much effort as I do I will stay with you even if you fail” he promised It was a much fairer deal than Nick was willing to accept in his worst case scenario “I can accept that” he said and relaxed as Tex pulled his shirt off and ran his hands over his skin “I know this is uncomfortable for you but I need you to tell me if something feels good. I won’t try anything painful… yet” “Painful?” Nick asked “Pain can be erotic if done right and some people actually enjoy it. I like to give it to that kind of man/ We will explore that in the future though” Tex said and he lightly pinched Nicks nipples Nick could not help it, he moaned “My Boy likes his nipples played with, Nice. That’s going to be fun” He pinched a bit harder then continued his exploration, not pausing for an instant when he reached the top if Nick’s pants He slipped his hand in and fondled that straight cock as Nick’s body stiffened “This cock and the rest of your body are mine to touch and play with any way he want” Tex said giving Nick’s balls a warning squeeze Nick forced himself to relax and let his unknowing father fondle his son’s cock “Lets get naked” Tex said "I want to see all of my Boy” Nick took of his shoes, socks and pants as Tex stripped Nick was hung above average but he was not in Tex’s league in length or thickness, he topped off at about 7 ½ inches and his balls were a little more than proportionate. His curly pubes again hinted at a mixed heritage to Tex He had a nice treasure trail to his navel, a patch of hair in the middle of his chest and a furry crack. “He’s dam near my perfect Boy” Tex thought liking everything he saw Nick on the other had stared in horror at “Tex Junior” There was just no way that could go up his ass Tex held in his laugh at the look on the younger man’s face “Don’t scare him more than he already is” he thought “Don’t worry, I will take special care to open you up before this monster goes in. Ass play and toys are two of my kinks and that’s damn lucky for you but that’s all going to happen after we are married. We will stick to oral before that” Tex said in an understanding voice “I want to teach you to enjoy what I can do to your body. You are going to have to if we ever want a chance to love each other” “Speaking or oral, we may as well get started. I assume you have never sucked a cock before” Tex said sitting back in his chair and spreading his legs So here here he was. Teaching a straight man to suck his cock. He sat up and put a hand behind Nick's head reaching the other down to punch his nipple again That got a reaction and Nick’s cock finally started to harden Tex almost sighed in relief. There was hope after all. Now that he was a bit more used to the idea he really wanted this to work and for that to happen Nick had to get sexual satisfaction from what they did together The Boy was taking more of his shaft in now and Tex moaned, Sensing that he was doing something right he sped up and only choked a little when Tex came in his mouth. He didn’t really like the taste but it wasn’t terrible either. He sighed and swallowed, sure Tex would nit like it if he spit it out Tex lay back catching his breath “that was a good first go at it. You will get better with time” he said “I got you off didn’t I” Nick said, He actually sounded a little hurt Tex looked at him for a couple minutes. This was an opportunity “You have never had a really great blowjob in your life, have you?” he asked “I’ve had a few. They always got me off just fine” Nick said and he actually sounded just a bit sullen “Better and better” Tex thought Nick looked up at him “Look, I want to give you a happy, satisfying life. More than that if I can do it. You are bailing my ass out big time and like you said earlier, this is OUR life and OUR future. I want US to make the best of it” he said earnestly and Tex’s heart melted just a little Say what you would. This Boy was a good Man. He was sacrificing a happier future to protect others and he was not restful about it ‘Here, let me show you” Tex said as he put a hand on the side of Nick’s face and kissed him Then he stood and said “Sit there” pointed to the chair Nick did as he was told and Tex got between his legs on his knees 30+ years of experience came into play as for almost an hour Tex kept this Boy on the edge. He brought him so close then backed off, he used his tongue and lips expertly. His hands sought out every erogenous spot on Nick’s body and with strokes, caresses and pinches heightened the younger man to a fever pitch of pleasure Nick had never felt anything like it. So close to cumming… it was just over that edge but Tex kept him balanced for long moments then let him fall back only to approach again seconds later All the while the thought “Oh my god, my father is sucking my cock! I’m going to cum in the man who made me’s mouth!” bounced around in his mind. The secret perversity of it made it even hotter In the final moments Tex slid a long finger up his ass and touches something Fireworks, Supernovas, the entire universe exploded and he came so hard his balls hurt afterwards “That is how you give a blowjob” Tex said to the semi-comatose man slumped in his chair Nick couldn’t respond Tex chuckled and picked him up in his arms carrying him back to hs bedroom Though it was only noon they slept for about an hour When they got up they showered and went out for lunch. It felt like a date to Tex as they talked about themselves and their lives over cheese steak sandwiches “Would you like to see what I hope will be your new home?” Nick asked him “I live here in the city I have a nice apartment and I think you may like it” “Sure, why not?” Tex said “Lets swing by you place and you can pack a couple day’s clothes. Make sure to bring your bathing suit” Nick said After about a 30 minute drive over to the good side of town, through it and into the very best part of it they pulled into an underground parking garage and Nick used a fob to call an elevator. They rode up and it opened into a light, airy foyer with large rooms off to the sides and a staircase up to a second floor ahead. Best of all, in the back corner there was a smallish pool about 20 by 25 feet “Wow” Tex said “Be it ever so humble” Nick said dryly He tool Tex upstairs to the master bedroom and Tex tossed his bag onto the bed “Can we try out the pool?” he asked Nick laughed “You sound like a little kid” then he seemed to think for a couple seconds and then he kissed Tex trying to be tender “He’s really trying” Tex though and his heart melted a little bit more They changed into bathing suits and Tex decided a shopping trip was in order. His Boy was not going to hide that gorgeous ass in those baggy assed trunks Tex’s thong barely contained “Tex Junior” soft, If he happened ot get hard it would just give up entirely The pool faced onto the street on the short side of the building and directly behind, across a 10 foot alley. was a brick building that was three stories higher than the pool level, The top two floors were obviously one large room because the windows were two stories high and you could probably look right into them from the master suite balcony above the pool Tex swam for a while then settled on a lounge in the sun ;looking up at the brick building He saw a reg headed man walk past the window, stop and look at him for a minute then call someon rover his shoulder The unmistakable tall, thin form of Zeke appeared in the window. He looked down at him and after a moment laughed Zeke called to someone else over his shoulder and a minute later Tommy appeared holding an oversized piece of paper with a phone number on it “You know Zeke?” Nick asked as Tex went inside and up the stairs to get his phone “Yeahm how do you know him?" he yelled as he walked” “We have business dealings, he owns that building and I own this one” came the reply Tex stood on the balcony and called the number Tommy was holding up and Zeke answered “You are the last person I ever thought I would see in Nick’s apartment, let alone in a thong by his pool’ Zeke said “Well my fiancé…” Then he thought fpr a second, moving the phone away from his mouth “ Hey Nick would you call me your fiancé yet? You haven’t given me a ring or anything yet” he asked the man below him at the pool “We will take care of that tomorrow and yes I guess that is the right term” Nick said and he didn’t sound too unhappy “Anyway” he said into the phone “My fiancé thought I should see my new home” then he asked Nick if he minded if he told his friend the story as Zeke gaped “He already knows parts of it, go ahead” Nick said Tex sketched in the story quickly “I knew your dad and he was an asshole” Zeke said, "I just had no idea he was your dad” “I really feel for Nick actually. We are going to make a try at a loving marriage but that will probably take a while, if it ever happens at all. He is straight but he is really trying” Tex said “Get an invite I have always wanted to swim in that pool” He heard Red's voice say in the backgrounds and laughed “Let me get settled in amd stable with Nick. I won't let him have sex with women anymore and I think in return I will give up other men for a while at least. The, sure if t’s ok with him” Tex said “Welcome to the neighborhood” Zeke said “Thanks” Tex replied and they hung up That night, as they lay in bed, Tex spooning Nick, the younger man asked in a sleepy voice "Tell me a bit more about BD/SM. It intrigues me for some reason” Tex told him little bits and pieces as they got drowsier “When we are having sex we use titles. You can chose if I call you Boy or Son or Slave nd if you want to call me Sir, Master or Daddy” the last was said with a yawn “Call me Son and I will call you Daddy” Nick said and then they both fell asleep *************************************************************************************************** How you liking it so far? Let me know! Scanbu

I'm pretty sure that there's nothing cute about explosive diarrhea. Unless you're a fetishist so extreme that you're unwelcome even here. Q.E.D.

I could spent a day or two there 😈🐷😈

That's I did something similar with a buddy at rest area and I was drunk and he poppered me up and he fucked me and then a trucker driver and a homeless guy and then some young twink. LOL it was wild and fun.

I was about 16, when I went to a bookstore first. it was druing a school trip to Hamburg. I grew up in a small town too far away from such hot places. Once, in the store, I already had a bowner that showed off in the store. I bought a ticket and went to the dark area in the back. Many old men wanking, cocks out etc. as you know. Of course was is the fresh meat of the day - they made me suck their old rank cocks and I never forget the feeling of their wide unattactive cord trousers. I was so turned on though, that I did all what they wanted. While I sucked one of them another fucked me from behind and shared me out to the next. I must have been fucked by 5 - 6 and I don't remember one of them. On the way back to the youth hostel, the cum leaked out in my jeans and I had to lie about where I got that from. Next day, I was in that bockstore again - as you can expect. That was where I started with anon sex - and couldn't get enough

Part 2 - continued I got on well with the lady who lived in the flat downstairs. She had told me she was divorced with three sons, the youngest of whom was nineteen and would shortly be coming home for the summer after his first year at university. One Saturday afternoon I looked out the window and a fit blond lad was working in her garden. He was stocky and muscly with an amazingly fit arse and looked to be in his mid to late twenties. As it was a very hot day he was wearing only shorts and a T shirt and as I watched, he pulled off his T shirt and continued working in the garden, giving me a perfect view of his fit arse, the top of his pants and his arse crack every time he bent over. The following Friday evening my neighbour invited me to a drinks party she was hosting and I was introduced to the guy I had seen working in the garden. He was, as I had figured, her oldest son and a little later she introduced me to Alex, her youngest son, who has just arrived. Alex was a carbon copy of his older brother - he was a little bit slimmer but still quite stocky and muscly with blond floppy hair, a very engaging smile and an amazing arse. I enjoyed the party, the food was amazing and, although I didn't really know anyone, I got chatting to a number of people and really enjoyed the evening. I thought I saw Alex looking at me a couple of times during the course of the evening and after a while the party had spilled out into the garden and Alex came over to speak to me. I can be quite slow sometimes to realise that someone is interested in me but I realised almost immediately that Alex was coming on to to me. He told me right out that he was gay and that he liked older guys. I was wearing a polo shirt and he commented on my hairy arms and the fact that he could see I had a hairy chest. He said he loved guys with hairy chests and asked me just how hairy mine was. I was flattered by his flirting with me - especially when he said he thought I had a really fit body but I never thought for a minute that anything was going to come of it . I just thought he had had a few drinks. I was , however, feeling particularly horny that evening as I had been working hard and had not had much time for anything else. I hadn't cum for over a week and as it was a beautiful summer evening I had every intention of going cruising later on. However, as I chatted to Alex I realised that he was genuinely coming on to me and after a while he suggested that we get together the following morning as his mother would be at work. I was not sure what to say - the cautious part of me thought it was not a good idea - he was only 19 and it probably was not a good idea to fuck around so close to home. On the other hand, I was extremely horny and a seriously fit 19 year old lad with a great body and an amazing arse was coming on to me...... I found myself agreeing and we arranged a time for him to come up to my flat. I was in two minds as I thought about it over night but I knew that I would find it hard to resist him. I wasn't sure he would turn up and I wasn't even sure that I wanted him to but right on time there was a soft knock on the door and when I opened it Alex was standing there in shorts and a T shirt grinning at me. I had planned to go carefully and take things slowly, but Alex knew exactly what he wanted and he was all over me the minute he was in the door. I didn't resist as he pulled me towards him and kissed me hard and soon my shirt was off and he was feeling my hairy chest and groaning. Before too much longer my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. He sucked me amazingly well - I could easily have let him suck me until I unloaded in his mouth and for a while I thought that was what he wanted but after a while he pulled off my cock and motioned to me to turn round. I turned round and Alex bent me over and pulled my cheeks apart, sticking his tongue right into my arse. I couldn't quite believe that a fit 19 year old had his tongue up my arse and I was close to cumming when he pulled his tongue out of my arse and stood up. I thought he was going to suck me again but he pulled his shorts and underpants down, bent over and asked me to fuck him. I fetched some lube and a condom - I decided it would be better to play safe in the circumstances - and once Alex had lubed up his hole I rolled on the condom and positioned myself behind him. Alex moaned and, reaching round behind him, took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his arse. As he did so he pulled off the condom and threw it on the floor. He turned round and grinned at me "It's more fun this way, " he said. I knew I had two options - I could fetch another condom and explain to him all the many reasons why we should play safe - or I could push my bare cock up his fit arse and fuck him as hard as I could until I dumped my seven day load deep in his arse... I chose the second option. My cock slid up Alex's arse easily and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. He was clearly into it to and soon he was pushing back against my cock and urging me to fuck him harder and cum in his arse. I lasted much longer than I thought I would but soon I was ready to cum. I took hold of his hips and fucked him as hard as I could until I began to shoot my cum right up him. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I eventually pulled out, Alex pulled me towards me and kissed me. He took my hand and put it on his cock and soon I was down sucking him off. He asked if he could cum on my chest and when he was close, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot a massive load of cum all over my chest, and then in my face. It was an amazing experience and I didn't hesitate when Alex suggested meeting again. The following Saturday morning we met again and I fucked him in every position imaginable - we started with him bent over in the living room, trousers and pants down at his knees, then we moved to the bedroom where we stripped off and he rode me for a while before moving on to his back with his legs in the air and then he knelt on the bed as I fucked him hard from behind and shot my cum deep into his arse. Neither of us mentioned condoms this time. After we had got our breath back I took him out for breakfast and then we came back to the flat where I fucked him again and dumped another load up him. I started seeing Alex regularly and enjoyed every minute of it. He was a very attractive lad and an amazing fuck, but he was also a really nice guy. He was very mature for his age and was quite assertive - he knew what he wanted and was not slow to go after it. He also loved being fucked and late one evening I received a text from him saying he had been out drinking with friends and was on his way home. He said he was horny and needed to be fucked. Soon he was in my flat and his trousers and pants were down. When I fingered his arse I found it was wet with what I was fairly sure was cum. I asked him if he had already been fucked and he nodded, and said he had been drinking with friends in a pub in north London and had ended up in a toilet cubicle being fucked by a guy in a suit who had cruised him in the toilet. I slid my cock up him. fucked him and added my load to the one he already had up him and then he went quietly back down the stairs. We also had a very enjoyable threesome with one of my friends who was visiting from Berlin. Rudi was in his mid 30s, and he and I had been fuck buddies for several years. Rudi has a fit body and a really big thick cock which I knew Alex would love. We got together in the bar of Rudi's hotel and soon we were in his room. It was very horny watching Alex suck Rudi's big cock and even hornier watching Rudi push it up Alex's arse and fuck him. We took turns barebacking Alex until Rudi shot his load up him and then I added mine. When I pulled out some cum slid out of Alex's arse and ran down his legs. It was all very horny. Alex was keen to visit Hampstead Heath and asked me if I would take him there one night. He said his mother was going to be away for the weekend in a couple of weeks and we could go then and he could stay the night with me. I wasn't sure this was a good idea but Alex said he really wanted to go and would go on his own if I didn't want to come with him and I agreed to go with him. He told me he had tried it the year before but had found it a bit too much and hadn't really enjoyed the experience. He said he had gone deep into the woods with two guys and they had both fucked him and left him there and he had got lost trying to find his way back to the path and wandered around for ages before he found his way back to the path. Alex told me he had a friend from uni staying with him for a week and a few days later I met them in the hallway. Josh was tall and thin and quite geeky looking, with glasses and a shock of dyed blond hair. Alex had told me that Josh a very serious guy who did not approve of casual sex and was very much against fucking without condoms -he said Josh was Mr Safe Sex and said he was very politically active and was involved in student sexual health campaigns and I was interested to meet him. He seemed like a really nice guy and we chatted for a while in the hallway. The following Saturday night Alex and I drove up to Hampstead Heath. Alex had downed quite a few drinks and was excited and nervous. I promised him I would stay close to him and look out for him and make sure that nothing happened that he didn't want. He grinned at me and then pulled me towards him and kissed me. We got there just before midnight and soon we were walking down the main path. It was busy and not surprisingly Alex got cruised straight away by several guys. We had agreed we would start off up on the main path until and then would make our way down to the fuck tree which was where Alex really wanted to go. We cruised around the top path for a while and I watched as Alex went into the bushes with a young black guy. Soon he was sucking the black guy's cock and I was watching from a short distance away. I noticed that Alex checked a couple of times that I was still there as he sucked the black guy off. I had assumed he was just going to suck the black lad off but after a while Alex stood up and said something to the black guy who nodded. I watched as Alex pulled his pants down, rubbed some lube on his arse and then leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. The black guy was up him in seconds and after about ten or twelve thrusts he was cumming in Alex's arse. When the black guy had pulled his pants up and left Alex joined me grinning happily. "That was awesome," he said "Thanks for staying close." We decided to make our way down to the fuck tree - stopping off on the way to let Alex suck off an older guy - and soon we were approaching the fuck tree. It was quite busy - a few guys were bent over the tree being fucked and a few more were hanging around, some of them wanking as they watched the fucking and a couple of guys were being sucked off near the tree. I could see Alex watching wide eyed and for a while we stood back a little and watched the action. I was standing behind Alex and I put my arms round him and he pressed up against me. I could feel him pushing his arse against my cock and this, together with the fact that I had watched him taking a load in his mouth and one up his arse, was making me horny. It was a bit quieter now and Alex turned round "I think I'm ready" he whispered. "Come with me." We moved slowly towards the tree and soon Alex had my cock out and was down sucking me off. He sucked me for a while and then he stood up and kissed me. "Are you ready to go over the tree?" I asked him and he nodded. I watched as Alex pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over the tree and then I moved in behind him, pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck him. As I fucked him I could see a tall mixed race guy watching us and slowly he moved closer to us. I fucked Alex for a bit longer and then I leaned forward "I'm going to pull out now," I said "Are you ok with that?" Alex nodded and I pulled out and motioned to the mixed race guy to take my place. He pushed his cock up Alex and began to fuck him as I moved round and pushed my cock into Alex's mouth. It was really horny watching him being barebacked by a total stranger and after a few more thrusts the mixed race guy shot his load up Alex's arse and pulled out. Nothing happened for a few minutes and then a younger lad approached Alex, tentatively felt his arse and meeting no resistance got his cock out and pushed it up Alex's arse. It was incredibly horny - it was a beautiful warm night and the air was thick with the smell of aftershave, cigarette smoke and poppers. Guys were being sucked and fucked all around now and almost no one was using a condom. Alex was now being fucked by an older guy and when he pulled out another guy took over and then a much older guy fucked him. I had, as promised, stayed close to Alex to make sure that nothing happened to him that he didn't want but he seemed to be enjoying every minute of it. I was so horny now I needed to cum and I noticed that the young black lad who had fucked Alex at the top path was now bent over the fuck tree being fucked. When the guy fucking him pulled out I moved in behind the lad and pushed my cock up his arse, which was wet with cum. I fucked him hard and fast and after just ten or twelve thrusts I shot a massive load up his arse. After this we took a break and moved away from the tree. As we both took a cold drink I asked Alex if he was ok and he said "Fuck yeah, this is awesome.....fucking awesome!" I asked him if he had had enough or if he was up for more and he said he would like to get fucked a bit more, but maybe a bit later. Then he grinned and said "Why don't you take a turn?" Alex said he knew I liked to bottom said it would really turn him on to see me being fucked. I was hesitant - what if no one wanted to fuck me - but in the end I agreed and soon I was bent over the tree, pants at my ankles and arse lubed, as Alex stood close by and watched. Nothing happened for a while and then I felt someone behind me and soon a cock was being pushed up my arse. I decided not to turn round to see who was fucking me and after a while the guy shot his load up me and pulled out. A fit lad who was fucking the guy next to me pulled out and moved behind me and soon I was being fucked again. This guy didn't cum up me but pulled out and let someone else take his place. I looked round at Alex and had a momentary panic - he wasn't there and I couldn't see him. Then I realised he was bent over the tree next to me being fucked by the fit lad who had pulled out of me. It was really horny being fucked over the tree next to Alex and even hornier when both the guys fucking us shot their loads at the same time. We had both had enough now and soon we were making our way back up through the bushes to the path. Alex thanked me for taking him and said it had been the most awesome experience. As we walked up he stopped and grimaced, his hand on his side. "Hang on a minute," he said as he started to pull his trousers down. "I think I need to...." I turned away but he said "No, wait.." and then he squatted and pushed his arse out. A load of cum spurted out his arse, followed by more and then more. I realised that more of the guys who fucked him must have cum in him than I realised. Alex pushed some more cum out his arse and then pulled his pants up and grinned. "Awesome!" he said. Back at my flat we showered and then got into bed. Alex put his arms around me and kissed me. He pulled me on top of him and kissed me again. Then he reached for my cock, which was now hard again, and raised his legs. I fucked him on his back, his legs high in the air, and somehow managed to shoot another load into his arse. I enjoyed every minute of my time with Alex and when it came time for him to go back to university and me to move into my new house I knew I would miss him, We kept in touch for a while but never got together again. It was just about a year later that I encountered Alex's friend Josh again. I was cruising in the Vault after work one Friday evening and I recognised Josh. He was being fucked in the little recess area beside the glory hole cabins. Remembering what Alex had told me about him I assumed the guy fucking him would be wearing a condom so I was really surprised when the guy shot his load and pulled out to see that his cock was bare. Josh stayed in position and an older guy moved in and pushed his bare cock up Josh's arse. Josh seemed a bit drunk as he turned round and leaned into the little dark room and when the guy fucking him pulled out he stayed bent over, his head in the darkroom and his arse in the air. I was horny and was fairly sure Josh would not remember me and so I stepped up and pushed my bare cock up his arse. I fucked him slowly for a while and then took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder until I shot what felt like a massive load right up his arse. Another guy had been watching and wanking as I fucked Josh and when I pulled out he took my place. I couldn't help wondering what had turned Josh from Mr Safe Sex to a cumdump who didn't even look round to see who was fucking him in little more than a year. I was enjoying myself now - somehow my experiences with Patrick and with Alex had made me more confident and more comfortable with the decisions I was making. I knew there would be no turning back.

AIDS. Sick joke, right? Kind of along the lines of the classic “What did the boy with no arms or legs get for Christmas? Cancer.” Only I’m not joking (although I wish I was). And yeah, I’m the “naughty boy” in this cautionary tale. It all started off innocently enough. Me and my friends were hanging at the mall after school- we used to do that a lot. Not much else to do in our town when you’re seniors in high school, just waiting to escape into the “real world”. And it was less than a month til Christmas. All the extracurricular shit was winding down for the holidays, so we had extra free time in the evenings. No play rehearsals. No band practice. So yeah, we cruised the mall. On this particular Wednesday, I was hanging with Matty, MJ (short for Margaret Jean), and Brittany (aka Brit-Brit). We were doing our normal shit- trying on crap clothes and modeling for each other. Drooling over Apple store products. Having DQ. And people watching. I don’t remember who had the idea (not me) but someone said “Hey, let’s go visit Santa!” I thought we were a bit old for this crap, but everyone thought it would be funny. Revert to being kids again and tell him what we wanted for Christmas. Shit like that. I wasn’t really game, but I went along with them because hey. They’re my best friends after all. Anyway, it’s midweek and before 5 pm, so the Mall is fairly dead and there’s almost no line for Santa. Great, I think. We’re really doing this. I hang back and let them all go first. I figure I might be able to bow out once they all have a turn. Before I go any further, I feel like I should kinda set the stage a bit more. So the town we live in isn’t big. It’s big enough for a mall, a factory, a prison, two grocery stores, a Walmart and one high school, but that’s about it. Our town is, how should I put this… a shithole. It’s pretty run down and tragic. Not like Stonebrook, where all the fancy folk live. No, we’re definitely the “other” kind of town. The kind of town people don’t visit unless you have to. Like where the whole place is on the wrong side of the tracks. Anyway, as you can probably imagine, the mall is also pretty run down. It’s dying a slow, horrible death- kinda like most malls these days. Lots of vacant stores. Macy’s is the biggest thing we got. And Kohls. But that’s about it. I’m pretty sure you can picture what it’s like. Tis the season, so the place is decorated for Christmas (albeit poorly), and in the center atrium is where the big, phony tree is located. Along with the phony Santa, and the phony elves (actually elf, singular), and phony Gingerbread house and reindeer. The tree, the house, and the decorations have definitely seen better days, and there are burnt out lights on the tree and crap. It’s a real fucking Christmas wonderland, I tell ya. We get there and there’s no line to speak of. There’s one kid with his mom and they are finishing up, and that’s it. And I can pretty much see why. Now that we’re closer, the whole “Santa Village” looks more like “Santa’s Trailer Park”. It’s pretty sad, and more than a bit sketch. And the Santa? Definitely as sketch as they come. Kind of a greyish beard, and it looks like his suit hasn’t been cleaned since the chimneys from last year. We’re talking serious homeless vibes. Total cringe. Undeterred and buoyed by her goofy, giggly spirit, Brit-Brit goes first as we all hang back. Matty and MJ are laughing and waving and enjoying it all. Taking snaps with their phone cameras. And I’m just watching dirty Santa probably getting his holly jollies from having a cute teen girl wiggle on his lap. I mean, let’s be honest. If you’re an old dude working as a Santa midweek at a rundown mall- you’ve got to be some kind of [banned word]… amiright? Anyway, after whispering what she wants to Santa and having a grand ol time, Brit-Brit hops off his lap and comes back to our pack. Full of good cheer, Brit and MJ push Matty up there next. He trots up plops down on Santa’s lap- hamming it up for us. Because it’s Matt, our leading man. He’s 6 feet of big grins and affable charm. Naturally he goes for the “aw shucks” schtick, miming asking for a football for Christmas. What a goofball- which is why I’m secretly in love with him. I’m still hanging back and MJ goes next. She’s all business as she marches up and takes her turn. It looks like she’s really getting serious, pleading her case with Santa and trying to wheedle her way onto the nice list (cuz we all know she’s permanently on the naughty list). Just ask her parents. Soon MJ is done and back and they all turn to me, expectantly. “Naw guys, I don’t think I’m down. Not really my speed,” I say with a shrug. This was met with a cacophony from the others. They would have NONE of this. I had to do it. It was fun! They wanted pictures. And above all they wanted to see me, the shy one, on Santa’s lap. I was told it was a moral imperative and that I was NOT getting out of doing it, even if they had to drag me up there. At this point, I knew it was better to just get it over with than fight it. I probably could have just walked away toward the food court, but I knew they’d be disappointed. I was already the “fourth one” in the group, and I wanted them to keep inviting me along places… if for no other reason than to be close to Matty. So I relented- but not without making a big show of giving in. Sighing. Eye rolls. The works. So I started my slow, reluctant walk up to Santa. The closer I got, the more oddly nervous I became. Like, there was something making my tummy clench a bit. I think it had something to do with the way Santa was looking at me—like I was the last rib at the Golden Corral buffet. Yeah, dirty Santa was definitely giving me the eye. I watched his gaze scan down my body lecherously and come to rest at my groin in my grey sweatpants. I was suddenly quite self-conscious about what I was wearing. The last few steps to him were agonizingly slow, and I was seriously debating about turning around. But that nervous excitement in my gut couldn’t be denied. I turned around to sit on his knee, but suddenly I felt his hands firmly at my hips. As I was sitting, he pulled me back and fully into his lap, all while doing his best jovial HO HO HO! My friends were all laughing and eating it up. I felt my face flush a bit with embarrassment- not just because of this whole Santa scene, but also because when I sat down, I could most definitely feel Santa’s package pressed against my asscrack. Fucking [banned word]. All of them I tell ya. And something was telling me this Santa was a gay [banned word]. “Ho Ho HO young man! And what is YOUR name?” Skeezy Santa asked . Up close, his makeup was terrible. Definitely theater makeup applied with a heavy hand, all caked and cracked. Over the phony rosy cheeks and highlighted by heavy eyeliner, his dark eyes twinkled. “Ummm, it’s Kyle,” I managed to reply. “Oh yes. Kyyyyyle. I remember you,” he nodded theatrically. “You do?” I asked naively. “Of COURSE! From my lists!” he laughed. “So. Have you been a good boy this year… or a bad boy?” He asked somewhat conspiratorily. “Um, shouldn’t you already know? Because lists,” I say sarcastically. (In case you couldn’t tell, I’m the sarcastic one in our group). That’s when Santa looks at me and for a second it’s like he’s looking into my soul. “Oh, I know exactly what you’ve been up to- I just enjoy hearing handsome lads plead their cases.” I gulp and am suddenly quite uncomfortable with all of this while my stomach continues doing backflips. “I, ah, I guess I’ve been pretty good this year. I’m getting good grades. Helping mom at home. Staying out of trouble. Stuff like that.” “So you have… so you have,” he says nodding again. And then he leans in closer and whispers “And yet you’ve also been a bit… naughty… haven’t you Kyle?” I catch the smell of cigarettes and a faint whiff of alcohol. He shifts a bit underneath me, and I can feel him stiffening inside his red velvet pants. From what I can tell, Santa’s proverbial stocking is definitely hung. Feeling his massive member pressing against my ass makes me shiver, and I feel a bit like I’m going to hurl. The simultaneous feelings of revulsion and titilation really mess me up. “I don’t know… what… what you’re implying…” I stammer. “Oh, I think you do,” he whispers even more quietly, punctuating it with a flex of his cock. “You’ve been more than a bit naughty this year—with some school chums, I’d wager Perhaps even your friend Matt?” I feel my face go hot with shame and embarrassment. He couldn’t possibly know my secret. That I liked guys. And worse- that I’ve had sex with a handful of guys from school. Sure it was mostly just blowjobs, but not always. And since this past summer, I’d been getting fucked about every other day by Jimmy Pulaski from the swim team. That was totally our secret to the grave! I could feel Santa’s eyes boring hungrily into me. “Oh Kyle,” he chided. “You know the song. I see you when you’re sleeping. I know when you’re awake. I know if you’ve been bad… watching gay porn on your phone and jacking off at night. Sucking off boys at sleep overs. Fantasizing about getting fucked by your cute friend Matt.” “I’m not familiar with those particular lyrics,” I manage to squeak out. This makes him laugh, like for real-real. “I know EXACTLY what kind of boy you are, Kyle. I can spot your kind a mile away,” he whispers with a grin. “And I’m pretty sure you can feel what kind of Santa I am.” Again, he grinds his now wickedly hard cock into my ass as he makes a show of adjusting me on his lap. And again I’m mortified- and aroused. Santa lets out a good round of Ho-ho-hos and I steal a glance at my friends. They are loving seeing me so uncomfortable. If only they knew why. “Oh Kyle. You have definitely been the highlight of my day! So here’s what Santa can do for you for Christmas. If you consider yourself a nice boy, then by all means, go back to your friends. Have fun here at the mall. Then go on home to your mom like a good lad, and I’ll make sure you get a little something under the tree this year.” Then he lowered his voice and the phony Santa schtick disappeared. “But if ya feel like being naughty? Well. I have a special BIG gift for you. And if you want that special gift- meet me here at 8 when my Santa’s village closes tonight.” He then mugged for the camera, and his Elf helper took our picture with a knowing smirk. I looked at the proof, but declined to purchase it. In it Santa looked like a sleazy Walt Whitman, and I looked like a deer caught in headlights. I rejoined my friends and we were off in a cloud of laughter. Matty and MJ were chatting loudly about how skeevy the Santa was, like it was all some big joke. Brit was just telling them to leave the old guy alone and that he probably really needed the job. And I was quiet- trying not to feel the ghost imprint of his cock against my ass. My friends and I hung around the mall for a couple more hours—hitting the food court for Sbarro and Egg Rolls, and generally bumming around and shooting the shit. I tried my best to be present and join in the conversations, but Santa’s words were rattling around my head. Of course I was a nice boy. I was just gonna head home tonight… right? So why was I even thinking about the way his big cock felt as I sat on his lap. And my was my stomach still all fluttery while I was thinking about it. 7:30 rolled around and we all decided it was time to beat it for home. We headed for the exit, and just as I was leaving I startled myself by saying, “Oh shit. I just remembered! I was gonna pick up something for mom for Christmas while I was here. You guys go on- I’ll catch you tomorrow at school.” We said our goodbyes , and suddenly I was alone. I was alone at the Mall. Where a sketch as fuck, hung Santa propositioned me. And I was actually entertaining the idea. What. The literal FUCK. Was I doing? The next 30 minutes were agony. I paced the mall, debating with myself. I should just go home. But I was curious. I wouldn’t have to do anything. I could maybe just ask him how he know about me? Was I obvious? No, I should just go home now. Forget this weird Santa business. But maybe I could just… see his dick? Not like actually touch it or anything because gross. But it felt massive. Like waaaay bigger than Jimmy’s. Or even Tony Scarpucci’s, which gagged the hell out of me that one time when he got drunk at homecoming. Why the fuck was I even entertaining this? He’s a pervy old fuck! I should just… And then it was 8:02 pm. And I found myself standing outside Santa’s sketchy village. The sign was flipped to closed, and the lights were off at the Gingerbread house. The elf guy was already out of costume and was helping to tidy things up. Santa looked up and saw me standing there and smiled. “I was wondering if you’d show up, kiddo,” he said. I just stood there and looked at my feet. “I can handle the rest, Eric. You can go on home. Now,” Santa said pointedly to Eric. Eric looked from Santa to me and smirked again. “Is Santa doing some special gift-giving tonight?” Eric asked breezily. Santa lay a finger on the side of his nose and winked. And with that, Eric said a cheery “have fun… and good luck, dude!” and left us alone. Santa turned to me. “So Kyle. I need to get out of this makeup and stuff. Come on into the house here and keep me company?” And he headed for the Gingerbread house door. “I thought this was just some phony prop,” I said. “It is,” he replied. “But it’s also our break room/dressing room. It’s small, but it works. And best of all, it’s private.” And with that I followed him inside. He locked the door behind us. Inside was definitely small. There was a rack for costumes, three vinyl chairs, and a small table/mirror setup with those round globe makeup lights. Scattered about the table was makeup, tissues, an ashtray and other detritus. It smelled like cigarettes and B.O. And … something else I couldn’t identify. “Cozy,” I quipped. He laughed. “Take a seat, kiddo.” Santa reached into a bag on the floor and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. He unscrewed the top and took a healthy swig. He looked over at me and said, “Want a pull? Might help you relax some.” I shook my head. He just shrugged, set the bottle on the makeup table, and started to disrobe. “Oh! Um…” I kind of stammered. “Oh don’t worry. I just gotta get out of the jacket and hat and stuff.” He first took off the hat and wig and placed them on a stand. Then he took off the dirty jacket and the pads that were underneath to make him appear chubby. This Santa was actually quite thin underneath the padding and baggy clothing. He was nearly emaciated looking, but with a slight paunch. I was reminded of the Christmas Claymation special where Mrs. Claus says “Nobody likes a skinny Santa.” I kinda did. Soon Santa was standing in front of me, still in his red velvet pants, but also in a dirty wife beater. He had skinny, bony arms and on his shoulder was an odd tattoo—three interlocking semicircles. He still had the beard —I assumed it was spirit gummed in place. Without the hat, Santa was mostly bald, but with a rim of close cropped silver hair. I just stared up at him. “The illusion shattered, huh kid?” He said with a smile. “And by the way… my name is Carl.” Then he sat at the makeup mirror so he could start removing his makeup. He was old school—Vaseline and paper towels. I watched as he got to work. Our eyes met in the mirror. “So. You came back. Why?” He asked. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I guess I was just… curious?” “Curious about…?” he led. “Oh, I guess curious about how you knew I was… that I …” I trailed off. “That you were a horny little cocksucker?” He offered. “WHAT?” I shot back. “Kid, relax. It’s not like you scream “faggot” when I look at you. But we gays? We just know, ya know? Or at least I had a hunch. And you are cute as fuck, so I pushed it. Plus it was a dead night and I figured why the hell not? I might get lucky. And after your initial reactions to sitting in my lap and my… stiffness… I knew you weren’t about to blab to anyone.” “But… but how did you know about me… doing stuff… with guys?” Carl laughed at that. “Boy, you may not think it when you look at me, but I was a young faggot once too. I know what I was doing back I when I was your age. Besides, I could see the way you were looking at your friend Matt. I’ve had that same look on my face before.” My face flushed again with that. Suddenly he spun in his chair to face me. “So—while this is nice and all, let’s get down to brass tacks. Did you also come back tonight because you liked what you felt pressed up against that pretty little ass of yours?” Carl stated matter-of-factly. “Oh… um… I…” was about all I could get out. “So, that’s a yes. Yeah, all you boys seem to get turned on by big cock. Bet you’re hoping to see it too. Maybe just to see how big I really am?” he leered. I just looked away, and then nodded. “So, why don’t you help ol Saint Dick along a bit and tell me what all you’ve done with your buddy Matt?” he says as his hand drops to his lap. “I have NEVER done anything with Matt!” I say, flustered. “Well, you ain’t innocent. I can tell you’ve got some miles on ya. So tell me. Who’s fucking that tight little bubble butt of yours? Give an old horny Santa some details!” And here I was. Sitting in the broken down Gingerbread house in the middle of the dead mall with a sketchy old [banned word] Santa, and he was asking about my sex life. And I was honestly thinking about doing it. After all, I was here— and I’ve never told a soul about any of my escapades. I kinda liked the idea of speaking my truth out loud, you know? Boy, If you’d have told me this is where my day would have ended up, I’d have told you that you were smoking crack. So I took a deep breath and started to tell him about Jimmy. “The, um, most stuff I’ve done is with a guy in my class named Jimmy Pulaski. He’s on the swim team and one of the school jocks. I met him at this one girl’s birthday party over the summer. We were both drinking a little and he followed me into the bathroom because we both had to go. We both peed at the same time, and before I knew it we were making out. And then I was blowing him right there in the bathroom. It didn’t take long. Then about a week later he sees me at school and asks what I’m doing after. I tell him not much, and he invites me over because his parents don’t get home until 6. And we end up messing around again—me blowing him. Then it becomes this regular thing. And soon we go from blowjobs to him fucking me. The first time was in his bedroom after school. Mostly it’s in his bedroom, and it’s always him fucking me. He doesn’t blow me or jack me or anything- we just fuck. I mean, it’s fun I guess. I like it. Sometimes I even cum while he’s fucking me…” I’m lost in the remembrance for a moment, and then I snap out of it. My eyes dart down and I see Carl stroking himself through the red suit pants. He looks like he’s at full mast. “Ah, young lust. I remember those days well. When the straight boys just sort of fucked because it was convenient and fun. So, how’s that polack dick? Any good?” Carl inquires. “Um…yeah. It’s pretty decent. Thick. He’s uncut. Probably about 7 inches I guess? It feels good.” “No condom I’m guessing,” he says. It’s not really a question. I shake my head no. He cum in you?” “Yes,” I say quietly. “And you like that, don’t you?” Carl leers and licks his lips. “Yes,” I say again even more quietly. “And that’s what makes you a naughty boy. And I think it’s why you came back tonight.” I don’t respond, but the butterflies in my stomach are basically beating out a morse code of YESYESYES. Carl stands up slowly and his crotch is right in front of me. The red santa suit pants tent out obscenely in front of him. I sit there, frozen. “Go on, boy. You know you want to. Just unzip the pants and haul it out. It won’t hurt you… yet.” I hesitate, and he flexes it inside the pants. I can see a wet spot starting to seep through the velvet, darkening the fabric to the color of blood. I reach out slowly and brush his hardness through the pants. His dick jumps as he sucks in a sharp breath. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this,” I think. “But just a look. Just to see how big…”. And then my fingers find the fly and slowly pull down the zipper. I reach in and feel the heat pulsing from his groin. I have to fish around a bit to get him through the opening, but then there it is. This massive, ruddy, rock hard prong jutting out proudly from the santa pants. It’s hard to tell exactly how big he is, but it’s definitely the biggest dick I’ve seen. It’s of porn proportions. I grip the base of it just to feel it, and my fingers don’t touch around his girth. “Holy shit,” I manage. “I get that a lot,” he chuckles. He then reached down to also tug out his balls. He has the proverbial “old man balls” going on, but they’re equally as epic as his cock. His balls are BIG. And they HANG. They literally hang to the middle of his thighs. “Holy SHIT,” I say again. “In my youth, I spent time doing the ball stretching thing. And now gravity has taken over, especially when they’re full like they are now. After all, I had cute twink edge me up all day.” He looks down at me and winks. “They really get swinging when I’m fucking, too. They’ll swing and slap your nuts and dick.” I don’t know quite what to say to that. “Ok Kyle. Time to show me what that mouth can do. Suck me like you suck Jimmy,” he commands. “Um, I’m not sure…” I start. “Yes you are. You want it. That’s why you came here tonight. You want it all. You wanna taste it. And Once you get a taste, I bet you’re gonna want me to fuck you.” “Oh, I don’t think I could ever take THAT. It would rip me open!” I say. “You’d be surprised what a willing bottom can take,” he says. His dick jumps in front of me again, and a drop of precum squeezes out the piss slit and starts to drool down from the end in a long string. I reach out and touch it with my fingers, fascinated. And before I can even think about what I’m doing, I touch my fingers to my tongue. His precum is slightly bitter and salty. “There you go… that’s a good boy. Now, let’s get the head in your mouth.” My brain is racing again—what the fuck am I doing? Am I really going to go down on Sketchy Santa? At the MALL?? It’s getting late and I should be home. What that fuck kind of faggot am I? But then I look at that massive cock again and it hits me like a slap. I know exactly what kind of faggot I am. And I take the great knob of his cock into my mouth greedily. Carl’s head tips back and he lets out a big sigh as I start sucking him. Admittedly I don’t think I’m that good a cock sucker. I gag way too much and I really don’t know what all I should be doing. Mostly I just slurp around and move my hand up and down. Carl doesn’t seem to mind though. And jesus, he’s fucking big! I can maaaaaybe get 1/3 of him in my mouth before I gag and have to stop. I’ve heard of guys and girls deepthroating entire cocks (MJ brags that she can do it), but I can’t. His head is just too big to even think about going down my throat. I take a break from sucking and get my hands around him to sort of “measure” him. I put my right hand at the base, and my left on top of that. Then I took my right hand off and put it on top of my left… and the head of his dick was still above my thumb and forefinger. Fuck. Three full hands worth of dick. Plus the head! I also take a measure of his balls. I grab at the base of his ball sack, and his balls still hang freely below my hand. I experiment by trying to take one testicle in my mouth. Carl moans in delight as I tongue and lightly suck on one testie. There’s no way I could get both in. “You like Santa’s sack, huh boy?” Carl says. “Yeah, I do sir,” I reply as I go back to playing with his nuts. “Well, there’s lots of little toys in that sack just waiting for a good boy to receive them.” I went back to sucking his cock as best I could for awhile, but suddenly Carl steps back and away from my mouth. “Ok, boy. I think it’s time I got a closer look at that ass of yours.” He hoists me up by my armpits, spins me over to the makeup table and bends me over. “Oh, I don’t know about… I’ve never done….” I say with some trepidation. “Relax, kiddo. I’m just gonna eat that little pucker of yours. But first, let me get rid of this damn Santa beard.” In the mirror, I see him reach up and start to tug at the phony beard. “Wait! Um… can you leave the beard on?” I ask tentatively. “And… um… maybe put on the santa hat?” Carl meets my eyes in the mirror and chuckles. “Ho Ho Ho! Well it seems young Kyle has a Santa kink! You like silver daddies, Kyle? Santa types with beards? Is that what turns you on?” I blushed furiously in response. Honestly, I didn’t know why I asked. Sure, my head was always turned by older men— coaches, teachers, etc. But there was just something about this scene. The mall santa (sketchy as he was), the gingerbread house, the beard and the suit… for some reason it all enticed me. I couldn’t explain it. “Well Kyle. Let’s see if this hole is as naught and nice as I suspect it is.” Carl is now talking a bit more like Santa, and I gotta be honest. It’s doing it for me. How fucked is THAT? Carl pulls down my sweats to reveal my bare ass. I feel his bony hands pull open my ass cheeks, and then I feel his hot breath in the crack of my ass. “Fuckin beautiful,” he exhales, before diving his tongue into my quivering hole. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Nobody has ever eaten my ass, and the feeling is exquisite. The heat. The wetness. The movement of the tongue. The beard… my god. The BEARD! I can feel myself relaxing and trying to spread my legs wider, only to be hampered by the sweats binding my legs up. Carl sees what I’m doing and he deftly helps me lose my shoes and sweats. While still tonguing my fuckpucker, he pulls off my right shoe. And then he works my sweats down and off that foot. Once freed, I’m able to spread my legs wide and bend over more for Carl, so he has more access to my hole. And I’m loving every second. Mostly my eyes are closed for this, but I did open them briefly and I saw myself in the mirror. I almost didn’t recognize myself. The naked lust on my face. The blown pupils. “You’re a slut like MJ,” I thought to myself. “Only worse. You’re letting a random stranger do this. And not just a stranger—one old enough to be your grandpa.” And yeah. God help me, I fucking loved it. While Carl was buried in my butthole, I piped up and asked him. “Hey Carl? How old are you?” Carl stopped eating my ass and leaned back. “Why? How old are YOU?” he says suspiciously. “You’re a mall santa eating the ass of a young guy in your dressing house— something tells me you don’t really care how old I am,” I say. “Look kid. I ain’t no pedo. I like my boys to be old enough to know what they’re doing and appreciate this cock. And I would really prefer not to go back to prison so….” “Is that where you got that tattoo?” I gesture to his shoulder. He looks at it. “Oh yeah. That’s where I got it,” he says with a wry smile. “Well, don’t worry. As of September I’m old enough to vote and serve our country. All good.” Carl goes back to eating my ass. He pauses just long enough to say from my crack, “I’m 68.” “Wow. My grandpa Henry is only 61,” I say. “You turned off by a man 50 years your senior eating your hole, boy?” “No. Not at all. Actually, it’s kinda hot knowing that older guys are still horny for it.” And to show that he is, he redoubles his efforts on my hole. I’m not sure how long Carl ate my ass. He kept tonguing and spitting and tonguing and spitting, and occasionally teasing my hole with a finger. I could feel my back arching and my ass pressing back into his face and finger—I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t think I could take what was bound to happen next. Carl, being a savvy man of the world could read my body language. He stood up and moved behind me. Our eyes locked in the mirror as he did this. I watched as he drooled a lot of spit out onto my ass and his cock, and then I felt him slowly start to slide his massive meat against my spit slick crack. Just the feel of that much cock sliding against me has me almost cumming. Involuntarily I start moving in rhythm with his humping motion, getting that monster to slide in my crack like a Chicago footlong in a bun. I see him reach across the makeup table where he grabs the jar of Vaseline. Shit- I guess we’re going old school for this, I think. He scoops up a generous portion and starts to finger my hole with it. He’s very good—teasing and circling around slowly. Eventually working in a finger. Then two. But I’m tensing up for the fingering. No guy has ever put a digit in me either—only dick. So his bony fingers feel sharp and foreign. Next he slathers up his dick with another goodly amount of Vaseline. I see his hefty meat shining in the lights from the mirror. He goes back to rubbing it against my ass, and then he stops and positions his head at my pucker. “Wait. Shouldn’t we get a condom?” “Why? You don’t make Jimmy wear one. Or the other guys. Why start now? And trust me—it’s going to be hard enough getting this inside without the friction and tightness of a condom.” And to emphasize his point, Carl nudges his head forward a fraction of an inch. Even with the Vaseline it burns a bit. “Oh dear baby jesus… that’s never going in,” I said with a shiver. “Oh yes it will. All it takes is a little Christmas magic,” he says. Carl reaches into the pocket of his Santa pants and pulls out a small, brown bottle. He hands it to me. “What’s this?” I say? “Christmas magic, of course,” he says with a grin. “You ever wonder how Santa can get his fatness up and down all those tight, little chimneys? Well, a little whiff of what’s in this bottle is all it takes.” I am really hesitant at this point, and I draw the line at drugs. So I just hold the bottle, and Carl says “Suit yourself.” And he starts to push inside me. “Oh FUCK that hurts!” I cry out as I try to squirm away. “Hush up!” Carl commands. “These walls aint exactly soundproof.” He starts to slowly push in again. “Wait wait wait!” I whisper. “I think I need some magic.” Carl pauses as I uncap the bottle. I’m met with a sweet, yet acrid chemical smell. “Just place the bottle under you nose and inhale a bit. It’s like smelling salts… for your asshole.” So I place the bottle under my nose and take a deep sniff. The warmth soon floods over my body and I feel tingly and a bit dizzy. I also notice a pressure at my asshole. A slightly burning, stretching feeling, and a fullness inside. Somewhere in my brain, I realize that Carl’s huge penis is starting to make it’s way inside me. I also dimly realize that it hurts a bit, but I also kinda don’t mind that it hurts a bit. “Oh my god…” I exhale. “Just you wait, kiddo. I ain’t even CLOSE to being all the way in. Take another whiff and we’ll see how far I can get.” With a few more inhalations of the brown bottle and some steady pressure from Carl, he slowly starts to make forward progress. Carl has one of those dicks that is ramrod straight and hard, but not like steel. There is still a little sponge to the head and shaft. Like he’s 95% hard and rarin’ to fuck. Soon I feel my ass stuffed to the point of tearing. I also feel a dull pain inside where evidently Carl’s prick has hit bottom. “Ouch,” I tell him. “I think that’s as much as I can take. Maybe you should pull out now.” “You mean like this?” he says, as he slowly starts to retreat out of me. The long pullout is intense and makes me shudder as his meat drags across my prostate. “Oh FUCK me that’s good!” I manage to croak out. Carl doesn’t pull all the way out. Instead, he leaves his head parked inside and adds more Vaseline to his dick. Then he starts the long, slow slide back in. His dick moves more easily this time—like either I’m relaxing more or the Vaseline has finally slickened me up enough. Carl bottoms out again, and backs out again. Rinse. Repeat. And I occasionally hit the bottle for relaxation help. After a few minutes, he pushes in to the stopping point again. “Kid, we gotta get past this point. I’m at your second ring and I got a good two inches left of dick to give you. You need to trust me that once I get past this point, you are gonna find the true meaning of Christmas. So take a good whiff and relax for me.” I do as I’m told and I exhale and will myself to relax. I feel Carl’s massive head pushing deep inside my guts. It hurts, I’m not going to lie. But in a weird way. Like, it’s both a sharp and dull ache inside me, but there is a pleasure quotient that is also undeniable. He pushes ever so slowly and the pain builds, and then… Joy to the motherfucking WORLD! “Now THAT’S a good boy!” Carl exclaimed. “You just made my secret ‘special’ Naughty List!” The feeling when his head breached that deep deep place inside me? I honestly don’t know how to describe it. Once his head popped in—I felt his cock slide easily all the way to the root inside me. The brief intense pain was replaced by pleasure that nearly caused my knees to buckle. “Oh… my… God… Oh……. My……. GOD!” I gasped. Carl stayed buried inside me and made small movements back and forth and around, and all of it was pure pleasure. Then he slowly withdrew, maybe about midway, and then pushed forward again. This time his head popped in with only a little resistance.” “Now you’re opening up. I told you Santa had a big ol present for a special boy!” I was now freely hitting the bottle and getting more into the fuck while Carl started to slowly pick up tempo. I honestly lost track of time in my haze, but before long, Carl was really giving me all of this dick. Like slowly pulling out until only his head was inside, then shoving in until his bony hips slapped my muscle butt. “Wow, I can’t believe I’m taking it all!” I groan. “Yeah, all the precum I’m leaking has lubed you up inside so your guts are slick. We can get to fuckin now,” he says. Carl then started to fuck and snap his hips forward. That’s when I felt the first ball slap. As promised, his balls swung forward and tapped mine making me gasp. “Oh!” The feeling both startled me and turned me on. “Told ya, kiddo. My balls will really get to slapping you now.” And they did. More bottle snorts, more relaxation, and I caught myself in the mirror again. This time I watched. It was like I was watching one of the porn scenes I so frequently jacked off to. Only I was also feeling the pleasure from the fuck at the same time. The guy in the mirror was gooned out all the way, tongue lolling out, drooling on the table. Fucking back onto Santa with every thrust and having his balls slap repeatedly into his balls and taint. And Santa was gripping the guy in the mirror’s hips hard, as he hungrily watched his cock disappear repeatedly inside the young guy’s ass. “Oh Christ kid, you’ve got me close!” Santa says. Carl keeps fucking me with all of his might and I swear I feel his cock get harder. Like that extra 5%, which translated into like another half inch of dick and some extra girth. I’m feeling every damn thrust from him and my insides are starting to ache mightily. His balls are also tightening up, as they’re now only slapping into my taint, which is oddly working up my own orgasm. I know what’s coming (or so I think) and the small, intellectual part of my brain is saying “don’t let this stranger cum inside you.” But the animal side of my brain has fully taken over now and I find myself willing him to cum. I WANT to feel him cum inside me. I DESERVE it after all. “You ready for your gift Kyle? Santa has a special gift for naughty boys!” His eyes lock on mine in the mirror. “It’s coming. Do you want Santa’s gift? Tell me you’ve been a naughty boy. Beg me for your gift!” “Fuck yeah, Santa! I’ve been so fucking naughty! Letting guys fuck me. I want your special gift for Christmas! Please Santa?” “Here it come’s boy! A gift you’ll never forget!” And with that he thrusts one more time, hard, and buries himself deep inside me. And I feel it. I feel him cum. The throbs of his orgasm cause his cock to press deeper inside me and stretch my hole. I feel every spurt. Every dick twitch as he unloads all the way up inside me. The feeling of him cumming inside me pushes me over the edge. This entire time I’ve been rock hard and leaking precum everywhere, but I haven’t once touched my dick, and neither has Carl. But we didn’t need to. Carl is still spurting inside me when I arch back and start launching my load. I’m proud to say I completely spackled that makeup mirror and table. It was running down in streaks like a scene in a horror film. Carl saw it and just chuckled. “I’m gonna have to clean that before Eric comes in tomorrow,” he says. Now that I’ve cum, the realization of what I’ve done is starting to set in. I start to panic a little as I pull off Carl’s softening dick. When he slides out of my ass, a large blob of cum drips out of my hole and hits the floor. “Oh my god! You fucked me. You CAME in me! What the fuck was I thinking?? Jesus, you tricked me you fucking [banned word]!” I spat. “Now now, Kyle, don’t get chippy. You wanted this. You know you did. And hell, I just bet in a couple days you’ll come back to visit Santa because that ass will be craving another Christmas gift.” I start to reply but am cut short by a PA announcement from the Mall. “The Mall will be closing in 5 minutes. Please make your way to the exits.” “Better get going home to Mom, kiddo,” Carl says with a smirk. “Hope you enjoy your gift. Oh, and if you want more, you know where to find me. Maybe next time I can arrange for another Santa too? I know Terry the black Santa here would love a shot at that ass.” I pulled up my sweats, threw on my shoe and beat feet for the exit… and home. I beat myself up the entire drive home, cursing Carl and my stupidity. I dashed past mom while apologizing for being late and ran to my room. As I lay in bed, I tried to forget what had happened at the mall. But my sore wet ass was a constant reminder. As was my relentless boner that took jacking off 3 times to make go away. And yeah- I thought about Carl’s cock breeding me every time I jacked for the next 4 days. Until I went back to the mall on Monday evening….

Chapter 1 – We Meet Again Jason is a long-time buddy of mine. When he lived near me, we’d get together a few times a month to party and play. About a year ago, he sold his startup company and moved to a place outside of Phoenix. He invited me to visit, promising there would be some fun times while I was there. I was excited to get away from winter and to see Jason again. We’d spent lots of time together over the years, but that had always been focused on a day or two for play. This would be the first time we spent a more extended time together, and I’d be staying at his house, too. We got along well, and I had high hopes for the trip. Jason picked me up at the airport, and we drove out into the mountains. He told me that his house was on a lake, and the area around it was secluded. He wasn’t kidding. When we got there, he had a beautiful house surrounded on three sides by trees. The back side was all about the lake. You couldn’t see any houses, and Jason told me that he often swam nude in the lake. He showed me to my room and suggested that I prep for some fun times with him. I got ready in the private bath, put on a jockstrap, then got dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. He told me to meet him in the lower level, so I headed there. Jason was waiting for me and working on his phone. He was naked except for a black leather harness and cock ring. When he saw me, he said, “There’s no need for clothing here,” so I stripped off the shorts and shirt and walked over to him. My cock was straining against the pouch of the jock strap. Jason’s dick was hard and shiny with precum. I knelt in front of him and sucked his cock into my mouth. Jason is in his 40s now. At a little over 6’ tall, he’s about the same height as me. We’re both in OK shape, but it looked like he had been hitting the gym more since he moved and tightened up his body since I saw him last. He’s got an incredible hairy chest that tapers down to a treasure trail leading to his cock. His trimmed pubes help his 7” cock stand out. With the cock ring on, his cock was nice and plump. I also knew that he had a hairy ass and a hole that liked to be used. I’m a little heavier than him and not as defined. There’s some hair on my chest and ass, but not as much as Jason has. My cock is 7.5” long. So, I’m on my knees, giving Jason a blow job. His cock is pumping out some precum, which I am eager to swallow. He let me suck him for a while, then he reached down and pulled me into a standing position so that he could suck my dick. That’s when I noticed that we were in a well-equipped playroom. A sling was set up with a stool at the base and a table on one side with poppers and water. A cart with lube and toys was near the stool. It looked like a fun space. After he sucked me for a while, Jason suggested that we get things started. He reached for a pipe and torch and began melting the crystals. He took a hit when the smoke was swirling and passed the tools on to me. I, too, took a big hit off the pipe. Damn, this was some good stuff! We’d be flying soon. We shared the pipe and got ready for action. Jason suggested that I get in the sling first. He lubed up both of his hands and started working on my hole. He was using fingers from both hands to poke and prod at my hole, teasing it to open up for him. It didn’t take long for him to have four fingers from each hand inside me, using them to stretch my hole, prepping it for his fist. He added more lube to his hands and squirted a healthy amount in my ass with a lube shooter. Then, he slowly inserted his hand, twisting it as he entered my ass. He paused at the widest part and used some twisting motions to let me experience the fullness of his hands inside me. He knows how much I enjoy being stretched like this. Next, he slid more of his hand in, getting in to about mid-forearm. Once he was settled in there, he gave me a minute to adjust. That first insertion is always fantastic, and he knew that there would be many more insertions to follow, so there was no need to rush. After a moment, Jason started some small movements inside me. He was flexing his hand and twisting it around, letting his knuckles graze over my inner walls. Jason was also working his hand deeper into me. He paused once he hit my second hole. We both knew that we would breach that barrier, but there was plenty of time for that. Jason then pulled his hand all the way out of my ass. He added more lube to it and slid back in. This time, he went all the way in on a single push. Jason worked my hole, pushing back and forth, all while twisting his hand around inside me. He was getting me well-opened, and I enjoyed the ride. Next, he pulled out and looked over his selection of toys. He always liked Mr. Hankey’s toys, and it appeared that he added significantly to his collection. Some of my old favorites were there, but there were plenty of new items. He chose a new one that looked like a super-sized version of a real cock and started to lube it up. This toy was thick from the start, and his insertion made me gasp in pleasure. He looked up at me and smiled then as he slowly drilled the dildo further into my ass. He occasionally paused to let me adjust to it, but he kept a steady pressure on it. Twisting and moving it forward got most of the toy inside me until he hit my inner sphincter. With the thickness of this toy, it was unlikely to go through my second hole yet, but it felt amazing having it there. Jason gently extracted the toy from my ass, pulling it all the way out and then shoving it back in. He repeated this action, pulling it all the way out before sliding it in again several times. Each time, the initial penetration of the head was easier, and my ass adjusted to accommodate the thickness, allowing the toy to slide in deep. He was shaking and twisting the toy as he fucked me with it. He was really getting into working over my ass with this, so I decided to take a hit of poppers and let him go wild on my ass. I took one small hit in my left nostril, blew it out, and then took a deep hit on my right side, which I held. When Jason knew that the rush was on me, he pulled the toy out and quickly shoved it back inside me. Now, he was moving the toy with great speed, letting my ass feel every penetration and each wrinkle and vein on the dildo as it slid through my chamber. Then, Jason dropped the toy on the ground and, as the poppers were wearing off, shoved his hand inside me again. This time, he was able to get deep inside me quickly and was poking at my second hole. He teased it just a bit and then slid his fingers through. Feeling him inside my colon was a huge turn on and I moaned in pleasure and appreciation. Jason suggested more poppers and held his hand still while I snorted the fumes. Then, he began his assault on my deepest areas, pushing through my second hole, moving his fingers ever deeper inside me. I was bucking around on the sling, reacting to the intensity of the workout he delivered. My cock had been leaking a steady stream of precum, but now a huge gush erupted from it, coating my hairy stomach. Jason was oblivious to this since he was so focused on my ass, so I reached down and scooped some of the fluids into my mouth. The sweet and salty taste turned me on and excited me for what was to come. Jason slowly slid his hand out of my ass. He took his time removing it, letting me feel the bumps and texture of his hairy paw as it was extracted from my ass. When he was all the way out, he again used both hands to spread my hole open. After the session we just had, it opened readily for him. He dipped in with his tongue and gave my hole a few licks. I shivered in delight as his tongue licked and probed my inner flesh. Then, he helped me out of the sling, and we swapped places so that he was now in the sling, legs spread and ass temptingly exposed to my yearning gaze.

It flows well @Scanbu. That you have multiple story lines going at once should allow you creative freedom. I've no expectations of you. Rather I look forward to the continuation.

So yes, if a bottom is not fully clean, my PA will come out dirty. Not the end of the world, just need to shower right away. My personal favourite PA is my 0g closed tribal ring, but I do love the weight of my 0g captive ball ring.

Probably even sexier these days. would love to get it from him

The very first cock I sucked was Black, and my very first bareback fuck was also from a Black man. I didn't go out looking for Black cock in particular, these guys just came on to me. It's also almost always been Black guys who are forward about just asking for sex, so a lot of my hottest, most spontaneous experiences have been with Black men. I've just come to prefer Black.

I agree with you. I was very young, 4th grade, when I caught the eye of a teacher. I've never repressed these memories, but I didn't associate them with my depressive episodes until I found an amazing therapist, who performed emdr. (Emdr.org) it was such a huge step towards some semblance of "normalcy." I too would love to strangle that POS, but I imagine he's dead and roasting in hell. I think some may romanticize the experience but probably don't make stuff up. If they do, them let's consider what is the source of this desire to make up some appalling fantasies. 🤔

Thinking those times I've been passed around always makes me cum, when I can't see who's in line but just feel one raw cock after another slide in and breed me. Or the few times I've really been treated like just a hole - walk into a guy's apartment, he doesn't try to be nice to me or make small talk, just pulls my underwear down, bends me over, breeds me and kicks me out. Just a cum hole and nothing more. Guaranteed to make me shoot.

12. Was wanking of outside in a shedded (or so I thought) area and an older by 40 or so years man came in with his stiff cock out and just said " I´ve been watching you for a while, do you want to taste me and help me cum" and what could I say but Yes, I felt so proud that he wanted me to help him and his musky cock and his precum tasted fantastic. We met a few more times in that place on Wednesdays after I left school until suddenly he just didn´t show up anymore. But his cum was yummy😋

That was a nice story.. I enjoyed it. Thank you for showing a glimpse Into your story.

When Omar and Abdul were done fucking the boy, they each came and stood beside his head on the narrow table. “Get our cocks clean boy,” Omar said, releasing Jeff’s hands and his upper body from his bonds. Jeff eagerly turned to each giant satisfied prick. “Your daddies and all the other men who’ve fucked you are not wrong, pretty cunt, you are class double A perfect fuck,” Abdul said, sighing as he stopped Jeff’s sucking and began feeding him a post-fuck piss, the flavors of semen, and piss mixing with unmistakable harshness of methpiss. As Jeff realized what he was tasting he realized the men had started partying and he didn’t even know it, that must explain their increasing uncontrollable drive. Right as he realized it he felt Omar’s huge hand, folded into the crane position gently slide into his hole. He arched his back sharply—Abdul laughed above him, “We got you pretty open but that was meant to remind you of who’s boss.” Moments later the hand opened and began stuffing a really giant amount of Tina all around his hole, the hand so big it took almost no effort for the expert fister to push what felt like half of the tina up into his second hole, spreading fire and need in equal measure. Once Omar felt Jeff’s hole pulse around his huge hand with need as all the Tina was absorbed, he moved his finger into one of the intermediate positions between folded crane (the smallest) and squared fist (the largest) and cruelly yanked his hand out of Jeff’s spasming hole. Jeff’s screamed loudly, his body jerking and spasming and his hole prolapsing a bit. Omar smiled and leaned over, “Never had that done with a fist that big I take it?” Looking into the boys eyes, already starting to cloud with the desire to have Omar do that again, he smirked “Don’t worry boy, before tonight’s over you will take our squared fist elbow deep in and out of that hungry boy pussy.” Jeff begged him, “Please Master, use me.” Omar stood up and took the cock whip and whipped the boy’s hole closed. He then took a plug slightly larger than his fist and shoved it in one go inside the boy. Over the next two hours they tortured the boy. They bound him to a pole, his hole throbbing around the huge plug, and stepped on his balls with their huge feet. They punched him the stomach, repeatedly, barely letting him catch his breath between increasingly hard punches. The strung him hanging by his arms and weighted his balls, until he was screaming in pain. After an hour, Abdul abruptly removed the plug, and repeated what Omar had done, go inside the boy’s hole gently, deliver a massive dose of Tina, wait to see it begin to be absorbed and pull out a bigger fist. At that point, Jeff was in so much pain he didn’t even now which torture was causing it. After about 20 minute they took a few weights off and attached cruel clamps with thin metal needles which almost—but not quite—pierced his skin. They proceeded to beat him with straps, belts, and floggers. From time to time they would stop, and they would alternate yanking the plug out, shoving their hand in one size and delivering a big load of Tina, and then pull it out with their hand slightly bigger. Each time they did this they made them hand going in slightly more of a fist and the one coming out an even bigger fist, giving him only two chances of getting used to it before making it hurt more all over again. He lost track of the number of times they did this and had no sense of how high he was. All he knew was that each time they did it, it started making him want them to hurt him more. Finally, they caned him all over until his body was covered in painful red stripes, blood just about to break the surface. Then Abdul showed him fresh cut birch switches, and they used those on him for probably 20 minutes as he howled in pain. The switches brought some of the welts from the caning up even higher and small specks of blood began to appear. Finally they stopped and removed all the weights from his balls. They stood on each side of him, squeezing him between their giant bodies. “Feel how much effort we put into punishing you boy,” he said as they each raised their arms and rubbed his face and head all over their sweaty pits and shoulders. They then kissed him, each of them cupping one of his bruised asscheeks with their hands, both men sticking their tongues down his throat, as if to consume him entirely. They alternated this for a while until he felt them each send three fingers on opposite sides of his hole. Jeff put his head back and groaned as the hands entered his hole. When the fingers were buried almost to the root they began to slow pull his hole apart away from the big plug. Jeff began panting and groaning—the men were so strong it was like they were using a speculum on him. As they stretched the big plug inside him began to fall out slowly. Jeff spasmed and bucked but they kept their hands in place, stretching him open. He could feel cool air inside his hole. At some point he started screaming, and he heard Abdul whisper in his ear, “Punishment.” And the moment he said that both men pulled harder snd harder until Jeff screamed, the big plug fell out, and then Jeff passed out from the pain

I’m with you. If you can’t be real, then just fuck me.

I'd rather fuck him than you. I never ever fuck Republicans. I have pride. I never fuck people who vote for those who want us dead.

I’d love to be bred, in any way you’d like to do it, and I’ll gladly come to you. Feel free to message me if you’re interested

To say Red caused a stir his first his first day at school would be putting it very mildly. Tommy and Zeke walked him to the gate, kissed him and sent him on his way to his first class. Tommy headed home and Zeke went in to his office to check on things As the elevator opened and Tommy stepped into the apartment his phone rang. It was Stefan “You should see this pretty ginger boy who enrolled this year. He’s gorgeous. I never touch a student but the bulge in his pants is telling me I should make an exception maybe just this once” “Blue eyes and freckles that look like they were arranged by God? Goes by Red?” Tommy asked “How did you know?” Stefan asked suspiciously “He’s Zeke’s half brother and as of a month and a half ago part of a three way life partnership with the two of us “ Tommy said “He fucked me just last night and his cock is slightly larger than Zeke’s. He’s almost a match for my husband in bed” Tommy added evilly, knowing Stefan's love of “pretty whit boys whit huge cocks”. If Red had not been a student Stefan would probably already have that ginger cock up his ass. No one said no to Stefan. Life was just easier that way “But he’s a student and you have him in your class tomorrow so he’s doubly off limits” Tommy finished. He had known this conversation was coming for weeks and had been looking forward to it. It was not often anyone stymied Stefan “I will get you for this Tommy, you had him take my class deliberately just to make sure I could not work my way around my student rule” Stefan said and he actually sounded a little pissed “Well, that and you are the best dance instructor in the school, Teacher Mine” Tommy said not quite keeping the malicious glee out of his voice “That’s true” Stefan said not at all mollified “Don’t worry. As long as he can keep up with the class schedule we set with him he should graduate and be available to fuck you in about three years, assuming that hole of yours has not dried up and blown away by then” Tommy needled his friend What Stefan replied with is to profane to record even here. When Zeke came home at lunch time and when Tommy relayed the contents of the call, Zeke almost doubled over laughing Red was similarly amused. He had heard all about Stefan from both Zeke and Mike “I will wear that jock that makes my bulge even bigger under my tights tomorrow. That should het his attention” Red said, his hair and grin making him look positively evil The next day both Tommy and Zeke were left profanity laden voice mails from Stefan promising revenge if they did not have him over and fuck him within a week. They laughingly complied while Red was still at school on Friday It took two loads from each before Stefan stopped complaining A few weeks later Tommy and Zeke sat with Red as he got his positive test results and the three of them fucked Dr. Lars on his desk to celebrate. Red could not wait to poz someone now that he had his results. The thought made him rock hard They took Red to see Butch who almost swooned over that thick ginger head of hair. It took him half an hour just to start cutting as he considered the issue from all sides, The results were a style that with a simple comb through was utilitarian but with a little work and some gel made Red look like an Imp up to no good at all While he was admiring Red Tommy heard Zeke ask Butch something but didn’t catch the question, “Yeah it’s there, they keep it roped off though no one would dare use it anyway” Butch answered and Zeke nodded They stayed in the city that weekend and on Saturday night Tommy and Zeke showed the newest Evil his natural hunting grounds Tommy finally understood Butch’s comment when they walked into the backroom and the thrones had been replaced by an ornate leather couch with a velvet rope barrier around it. Several of the minions rushed to remove the ropes and set them to the side and the three of them settled on the throne like couch with Red in the middle, Butch came by with “Little Bitch” on his leash and grinned at the three rulers of this realm of debauchery and wanton man on man sex. “You are going to need an extra cock, You have a waiting line. They have been coming every weekend since someone spotted your helicopter on the roof of your apartment building” He pointed to a group of three young men, no older than 20 standing in the corner looking on excitedly They have been driving the boys nuts, especially Lars, because they say they won’t let anyone touch them til they have gotten the “demon’s gift” from one of you. That’s not all of them. There are probably about ten of them total. A few show up each weekend night, I guess you have a fan club out there now and they are coming to you. Zeke motioned the boys over, They were all attractive in their own way, One lagged behind, he was a chubby cub covered in blond fur and he seemed very self conscious and shy “So, tell me what you all want” Zeke said just loud enough to be heard One of them cleared his throat and spoke up “We are all virgins, we saved ourselves for you. We want your gift. We want you to infect us” “How did you even hear about us?” Tommy asked “There is this web site called Breeding Zone. You guys are legends there. There are so many stories from guys you have pozzed that I think you should hsve your own section” “Hmmm it might be fun to check that out” Tommy said with an ironic smile “How can we refuse such a generous offer?” Zeke asked “Red, since it’s your first pozzing why don’t you pick first?” Zeke knew who he would pick and wanted to see if his brother thought like him Red stood and walked around the first two and stood in front of the blond chubby cub "I chose you, beautiful” he said “Exactly the one I would have picked and the words I would have used” Zeke though He had always treated those who sought him out more gently than those he snared, Tommy had also. Being offered a virgin neg hole was a gift and even more satisfying than one you took by force of will and lust Moreover this cute chubby boy needed to feel special and desired more than the others. It would help build his confidence The chubby cub looked up, shocked at this ginger sex god looking down at him “Me?” he said and the shy smile that lit up his face turned him from cute to absolutely adorable. He had the softest doe like brown eyes and his thin beard was just so cute. “Yes you” Red said and took the cub by the had as Zeke and Tommy took the other two. Tommy noticed Lars come in and join his “Daddy and Mama” Pete and Butch Zeke and Tommy took their sacrificial virgins to slings just for variate’s sake and Red led the cub back to the couch “What is your name pretty?” Red asked “Kevin’ he said shyly “Well Kevin you are going to be the first person I ever poz. I just got my test results this week. In fact that’s my De. right over there” He said noticing Lars and pointing him out, It was hard to miss the huge Lars in any room Lars was watching them intently with a strange look of hope mingled with dread on his face. “I’m your first ever?” Kevin asked timidly Red turned his attention to Kevin “Yes. This is very special for me. Do you mind if I am gentle with you? I know Zeke and Tommy have a reputation for a little brutality but I want to make this as special for you as it is for me” He asked Kevin nodded and Red began to explore his body with his hands and lips feeling the soft furry belly as he sucked on Kevin’s large brown nipples. He guided the adorable cub over the arm of the couch and slowly, gently entered his neg virgin hole with his viral cock. He watched Kevin's chest sway as he fucked the chubby boy harder finally cupping it in his hands and pinching those nipples he had sucked earlier “Are you ready to receive my gift pretty little Kevin?” he asked Kevin moaned and begged “Pleas! Please poz me, I have wanted it for so long!” “Take it! Take my poz load in your beautiful chubby ass!” Red said and blasted his poz seed into his first neg victim Kevin shot off as his hole was filled with virus and cum from the gorgeous ginger man They sat on the couch kissing and Red noticed tears running down those chubby cheeks “What’s wrong Cubby?” he asked “Did I hurt you?” “No, you were wonderful” Kevin said “I just didn’t wand Lars to see that” He said sadly “I have been here a few times waiting and we have talked for hours, He is so sweet, I would have let him be my first but he said he could not be the one to poz me. I was to special, he said” “You are special Kevin” came a deep voice and they saw the giant Lars as he sank down to his knees and looked Kevin in the eyes Red slipped off the couch as Lars took Kevin’s hands Tommy and Zeke had finished and were standing with Butch and Pete “You didn’t know our boy was a chubby chaser, did you?” Butch asked Zeke “I like all men but I do admit I have a terrible weakness for adorable cubs with round bellies and butts” Lars said “And Kevin is the most adorable chubby I have ever seen” “You still want me after I gave my virginity to someone else right in front of you?” Kevin asked “Red fucked me two days ago in my office along with Tommy and Zeke. I would be an awful hypocrite for condemning you for what I have done also, my special, wonderful Kevin” Lars said softly and the he kissed him “I could not bring myself to give you your first poz load but if you will let me I would like to give you the second and many many more after that. Will you be mine and we can see where it takes us, my adorable one?” Lars asked Kevin threw his arms around Lars and kissed the nearly seven foot tall man “Yes, yes, yes!” he replied and everyone watching laughed at his exuberance Butch wiped away tears and smiled like the proud “Mama” he was Two days later Tommy was not paying much attention as he called the elevator down. Zeke was in the office and Red was in class As he stepped into the in another man rushed around the corner and into the elevator, a man with a gun “So nice to see you again Tommy” Cal snarled Tommy glanced up at the security camera and a light came on blinking blue “I never thought I would see you again Cal” Tommy said “When did you get out?” “Just last week The guards are lazy pigs and I slipped out in a laundry hamper” Cal replied almost conversationally The elevator doors opened again and Cal motioned Tommy into the apartment. The lights on the security cameras were blinking yellow now “You stole my Zeke from me, you little shit/ We are going to spend a pleasant afternoon together and when Zeke gets home I’m going to let him watch me kill you before I kill him” Cal said his eyes wide with madness “Why kill Zeke? Aren't I enough?” Tommy said with tears in his eyes The lights went a solid red and Tommy dove for the floor as a shot rang out **************** Zeke raced out the front door of his office building and he saw Red come racing out the school gate across the street. Red sat him and shouted “Tommy!” and start running fast as he could towards home Zeke close on his heels The Elevator doors opened to the sight of Tommy on the floor holding his knees and rocking back and forth Cal stood holding his arm which was obviously broken above the elbow while one guard held a gun on him and another applied a bandage to where a sliver of bone had poked through the skin “You would be dead right now if one of the guards watching the elevator cameras had not realized that that was not a real gun. He collects that particular brand of toys. We used a non-lethal round meant to disable not kill. YOU… ARE… DAMN… LUCKY!” The guard holding the gun snarled “How did you two get here so fast?” The other guard asked “I know we had not had time to call you. We had to deal with the situation first” then he pressed a finger to his ear listening to his in ear device “They found the door man in a closet. He’s alive but in bad shape. SOMEONE bashed him over the head” He said shaking Cal’s arm and making him scream “I don’t know” Zeke said “I was going over a report then I was up and running I just knew somehow Tommy was in danger” and he sank to his knees wrapping the still rocking Tommy in his arms “It was the same with me, I was taking a test and suddenly I was running for the door. I could feel Tommy’s fear” Red said and he sank down on the other side holding both his men The elevator doors and two uniformed police officers stepped out. Security had let them in. They just happened to be the same officers who came last time “Oh not him again!” One of them said. Tommy just repeated “He said he was going to kill Zeke” Over and over “Shhh Baby I’m here. I’m fine. We are all fine Red made a call to Lars whose office was just blocks away and soon the elevator admitted the huge Dr. and two police detectives The uniformed officers escorted Cal down to wait for an ambulance Before the doors closed Cal shouted “I will get you next time Tommy!” Red and Zeke helped Tommy to a chair where Lars examined him. Tommy was staring blankly into space now “He’s our Dr. and a close personal friend.” Zeke explained “His office is close so Red called him” After he finished Lars said “If I didn’t know better I wold swear he was in some kind of trance” and Zeke understood. He should have guessed “He is, I know what to do. Red help me get him into the bed and then can you pull the security footage for the detectives?” Zeke pulled off Tommy’s shirt and his own and held him to his chest, He had found this worked best skin to skin, He stroked Tommy’s hair and whispered “Come back to me Tommy, You are safe, we are all safe. You can come back. It’s ok, I’ve got you. Come back to me” over and over “How did he know to hit the floor just then?” He heard one of the detectives ask quietly “The security camera lights, The frame around the video shows what mode they were in and Tommy could see them on every camera. Flashing blue means “Dangerous situation recognized” . Flashing yellow means “Response team on the move” and Solid Red means “Take cover” Red said "Zeke and our friend Sal worked out the system” Zeke continued to hold Tommy and whisper to him Tommy’s eyes suddenly turned to normal and he smiled “Mmmmmm hello there husband mine when did you get here?” he said snuggling in to Zeke” Even after watching the security footage Tommy had no memory of the incident “The last thing I remember is calling the elevator” he told them honestly ‘It’s probably a defensive mechanism” Lars said “Sometimes we block out things we can’t handle" The detectives pulled the two security officers to the side and took their statements then all four left Lars advised Tommy not to take any sedatives for a few days “I never do anyway. I don’t think we even have ant in the apartment" Tommy replied Lars hugged them all and then he left as well, He was late for a date with Kevin and they all shooed him out with gentle smiles Because Tommy was so calm Zeke and Red remained calm, That didn’t stop almost every other person they knew from freaking out though Cal was sent to a maximum security mental institution and there was no “Next time” The warden of the prison was fired after it came out he had not reported several escapes, Cal’s just being the latest Things slowly got back to normal though when he could Tommy usually fond an excuse to rife up or down in the elevator with someone else from then on. ***************************************************************************************** Into each life a little rain must fall… Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Chapter 2 – Jason’s Turn In Chapter 1, I tell about visiting my buddy, Jason. He recently bought a house on a big piece of property and fronts onto a lake. We’re in his ground-level playroom, and he just worked my ass over in the sling. He’s in there now, ready for my hand (and whatever else I choose to insert into him). Jason’s ass looked so appealing in the sling. His ass is covered in a fine dusting of hair that gets much denser and darker as it approaches his hole. A hairy ass is a favorite of mine since I like seeing the hairs get all matted down with spit, lube, cum, or whatever other fluids might be involved. I also enjoy seeing the hairs trail along a toy or arm penetrating that hole. Given this, I dove in with my tongue, preparing to give him a great rim job. Jason’s hole is always responsive to my tongue. He would push out sometimes, letting his ass lips open up. Other times, he’d grab onto my tongue as it was penetrating his hole. I was working all around and inside his hole with my mouth, rubbing my face against all the soft hair on his ass. I loved the way he tastes; it’s a somewhat sweet and almost nutty flavor. I was happy to grind my face into his ass for hours, but I also knew that Jason wanted more than my tongue in his ass. I leaned back and started to lube up my hands. Jason was watching me, and he kept pulsing his hole at me, letting me know how excited he was that we were able to do this again. We’ve played enough with each other to know what works to excite the other, but we may have picked up some new techniques since the last time we got together. I planned to show him some new moves tonight. I first used the fingers from my right hand to open him up. Starting with two but quickly moving up to all four fingers, I poked and prodded his hole, coaxing it open. Between the spit from my rimming and the lube, his hole looked enticing. All the hair was matted down, and it clung to my fingers as I went in and out of his hole. I soon added fingers from my left hand to the mix and used both hands to stretch his opening. Then, I put all four fingers from my left hand in his ass and made a funnel out of them, allowing me to dump a good amount of lube into his ass. Once the lube was inside him, I slipped in with my left hand, going in just up the wrist. This is where Jason likes me to pause and allow him to adjust, so I rested here for a moment. I did a like left to right movement with my arm, letting him feel me moving around inside him. As I did this, I slowly slid more of my arm inside him, getting deep inside him. I was at his second hole and stopped there for a while. My fingers were rubbing against the bend that would let me into his colon, willing it to allow me passage. Jason relaxed his ass a bit, and my fingers slid through his second hole. He gasped in delight as he felt me enter his colon and quickly picked up the poppers. I waited while he huffed the potent fumes and let them take effect. Once I knew they had hit, I began stroking the walls of his colon and moving my hand back and forth, going through his hole again and again. He was moaning in pleasure and squirming on the sling. His obvious enjoyment made me happy as I took pleasure in his gratification. Then, I moved back out, past his second hole. I made a fist with my hand inside him and began to rapidly twist it back and forth. This lets my knuckles hit lots of different spots inside his ass. Jason always likes this move, which helps open him up even more. After a bit of this play, I withdrew my hand from his ass and applied some more lube to my hand and around and inside his hole. I was going in with a fist this time. My well-lubed hand was positioned at his hole, and I pressed forward. The weight of his body in the sling allowed his hole to gradually wrap itself around my fist, letting it slide inside him. He looked down at me and smiled, knowing he had just swallowed my fist. I twisted it around inside his hole, rubbing against his prostate as I did so. I knew that this would make Jason produce a nice load of precum, and when it came out of his cock, I stood up and licked it off, taking his cock into my mouth. I kept his cock in my mouth, tenderly sucking on it to get the last of the precum. My fist was still in his ass, and I was moving it around inside him, twisting it around but also slipping it deeper into his ass. As I moved down, he would get different stimulations with each progressive move. Of course, all of this stimulation affected Jason, and he was now producing a steady stream of precum. After a bit, I sat down on the stool again and slowly worked my fist out of his ass. From the initial penetration until the removal, my hand had been in a fist. Jason seemed to like this, so I reentered with my larger hand, also in a fist. This was a greater stretch, but Jason took it like a champ. I began to alternate between my hands—first the left, then the right, and so on. Jason had a toy that was long and tapered to a point. It looked like the ideal candidate to drill through his second hole. It wasn’t too thick, but it would still give him some great sensations with all the bumps and veining. I stopped the work with my fists, picked up the toy, and applied lube all over it. The toy was pretty floppy, so I had to use both hands to insert it into Jason’s ass and work it in. It took some time, but we got the toy in all the way to the base. Sometimes we had to back it out a bit and try an area again, but Jason was always able to accommodate. This dildo must be deep in his colon since it was so long. I worked the toy back and forth in his ass, letting him feel the width near his hole and the poking and prodding of the tip in his colon. Jason did another hit of poppers, and then he told me to really go at it with this dildo. I worked it back and forth and gave it twists along the way. He was writhing in the sling, obviously enjoying the ride. By now, it was pretty late, and my jet lag was kicking in. I extracted the full length of the dildo from Jason’s ass and placed it on the floor. He got out of the sling, we hugged for a while, and then we cleaned up the play space. Jason told me that he had a special surprise for tomorrow. He’d need my help, and we’d start a bit before sunset. I was intrigued, but he wouldn’t tell me more.

Honestly whenever I go cruising, basically anyone who passes around can slide his dick in my pussy. I only remember turning some guy down on cruising once...and it was because he kept talking and unfortunately his voice was a big turn off for me. All he needed was to keep his mouth shut and he could have unloaded his balls in me 🙂

Except for during sex Zeke and Tommy were never more connected than when they danced together. Zeke moved with a grace that awed Tommy but Zeke knew Tommy would surpass him soon if he hadn’t already. He accepted Tommy’s hero worship gratefully though If they were in their private studio at home dancing always led to sex anyway. The hot sweaty rough sex of two bodies worked hard as they moved across the floor together their bodies in unison sometimes and moving to complement each other's movements at others. The dance built the tension between them and the sex released it. Today Zeke had simply knelt behind Tommy, who had ended the dance on hands and knees one arm and the opposite leg extended and his back arched, and pushed the extended leg down, ripped open the back of Tommy’s tights and slid into his lover balls deep eliciting that groan of pain they both craved. Tommy watched Zeke in the mirrored wall as he moved his beautiful, lean body in the animalistic ritual of mating his slender graceful hands manipulating his Boy’s body bringing that mix of pain and pleasure Tommy was addicted to. Pushing back on the cock he had willingly accepted the gift of HIV from the night they had met Tommy worked his hole to pleasure his man as they grinded towards that release they both needed so much. That final bliss coming as Zeke with a loud groan shot his load of viral cum into his Tommy who, hips bucking. shot his own load without touching himself when he felt Zeke pulsing inside of him, filling him. Later, after they had showered they lay snuggled on the couch watching the footage from their security cameras of today’s dance “See?” Zeke said. It falters there and there pointing out the two awkward steps one his and one Tommy’s “Hmmm” Tommy said “Maybe I can ask Stefan to look at it and make suggestions” “Stefan?” Zeke said perking up Stefan had replaced Cal as Tommy’s modern dance instructor when Cal had been arrested. The tall caramel skinned man with an ass for days gad choreographed the Grammyphone awards for the last five years and though hung like a horse was a total bottom. He made no secret of his preference for “Hung white boys” but scrupulously kept his hands off his students. Zeke had met him on his first day and wanted to breed him hard and deep. The combination of someone as tall as Zeke and that ass was almost irresistible and Stefan was just as interested “I'd be happy to pay him for his help” Zeke said “Yeah, I know how you want to pay him” Tommy said with a smirk and not a hint of jealousy The next day, a Friday, Tommy and Zeke walked into Stefan’s studio classroom at the end of the school day Stefan turned from packing his duffle and spotted them “Well! if it isn’t my most promising student and his gorgeous man! How can I help you two?” he asked with a warm sexy smile for Zeke as his eyes roamed up and down his body “We are working on a dance and are having trouble smoothing it out. We were wondering if you could make some suggestions” Tommy said raising the laptop under his arm slightly “Let me see it” Stefan said and Tommy showed him the video ending with Zeke dropping to his knees behind Tommy obviously rock hard in his tights. Tommy had left that in just for the hell of it. “I didn’t know you danced” Stefan said looking at Zeke “Evidence of my misspent youth” Zeke said with a smile “You are wasted on whatever else it is you do” Stefan said only half joking “I do have some ideas and I may want to show this, with your permission, to some friends of mine who are about to arrive. There they are now in fact” Zeke and Tommy turned and Billy and Mike Clay-Blake walked through the door Far from being stars truck Tommy shouted “Jeff!!” Jeff shouted “Tommy!!” at the same moment and the two rushed to each other and hugged exuberantly. “Jeff?” Stefan asked “Billy was his dog's name” Tommy laughed “Zeke this is my cousin Jeff Clayton aka Billy Clay-Blake… Zeke?” Then they all noticed the tension in the room as Zeke and Mike stared at each other, anger in Mike’s eyes and apprehension in Zeke’s. Tommy had never seen anything but confidence in Zeke’s eyes and this shook him a little “Mike…” Zeke said in an emotional voice “all I can say is I’m sorry. I never should have fucked Doug. That little piece of trash went out of his way to make your life miserable but you never could see it. I even encouraged him to leave you to get him out of your life” Mike stood almost nose to nose with Zeke, one of the few men in the world Mike had to tilt his head back slightly to look eye to eye with, then slowly he raised his arms and enfolded Zeke in them hugging him fiercely. Zeke returned the hug with tears in his eyes “You were right about Doug, I should have listened to you, but it all worked out and if I had listened I never would have met Jeff” Mike said finally letting go and taking a step back, “Tommy, this is my cousin Mike, we are more like brothers though” Zeke said his voice still emotional but happy now “Wait…” Tommy said “Your cousin is married to my cousin? That’s just so wrong and so hot at the same time” then “Jeff this is my fiancé Zeke, He’s your cousin in law apparently” “Why not? Mike laughed “I fuck my half brother regularly why not add a little more incest to our lives?” Handshakes and hugs were exchanged and families grew “If he tops I want to meet this brother” Stefan said “He tops and you would love him” Mike said “have you tried Zeke yet? He’s not quite up to my standard but he could make you happy Stefan” “Mike is two inches shorter and two inches longer than me” Zeke joked and they all laughed knowing exactly what he meant “Hey! Look at this.” Stefan said to Mike and Jeff turning the laptop and hitting play “This may be just what you are looking for” “I’m glad you kept up with your dancing” Mike said glancing at Zeke “I’m just trying to keep up with this one” Zeke said putting his arm around Tommy “We are looking for two male dancers with chemistry to feature in our next music video. You don’t get much more chemistry than that” Jeff said “We want Stefan to choreograph the project and were coming to convince him. well at least Mike was going to try to” he said with a wicked grin “and now I think we have found our dancers too, if you two want to do it” “We can talk about it” Tommy, Zeke and Stefan all said at the same time A brief but serious discussion followed that had nothing to do with music videos. It was agreed that for now it was best for Tommy and Jeff not to play with their man’s cousin. Best to let those memories settle down. Besides, both Jeff and Tommy were kept very satisfied by their men Mike and Zeke loved each other like brothers but neither was going to bottom for the other but that did not mean Jeff and Tommy could not engage in closer relations… And then there was Stefan… The five of them went out for a nice dinner and then they adjourned to Zeke and Tommy’s top floor apartment and the huge bed there Tommy and Jeff claimed a corner of the bed and began making out. They had been crushing on each other since they were both about twelve and now finally as adults they were going to indulge that crush. Zeke saw how similar their bodies were as they got naked and exchanged shy sweet kisses that grew more confident as they got over their inhibitions and let family love and lust take over Then caramel fingers gripped Zeke’s chin turning his head as Stefan’s lips took his. “You hot work to do” Stefan said breaking the kiss and Mike laughed Not one to be shy Stefan got on his hands and knees, not even batting an eye at the biohazard tattoo above Zeke’s cock, Jeff had noticed it to and recognized Mike’s work, and presented that ponderous bubble ass to Zeke as his tongue languidly toyed with Mike’s P.A. Zeke was only to happy to comply mounting and shoving in with a slap that made that ass jiggle Tommy and Jeff were in a 69 by now, Jeff noting that his cousin’s cock was thicker and an inch or so longer than his. As he sucked his fingers teased Tommy’s taint and circled his hole gradually posing in, finding just the right spot and rubbing. Zeke pounded Stefan’s gorgeous ass to calls of “Come on White Boy! Give me that cock! Breed my ass!” and soon dumped his toxic seed deep in the choreographer's silky insides. Then after catching his breath he switched places with Mike so smoothly you could tell they had shared a bottom many times before Jeff turned his cousin onto his stomach and slid sensuously on top of him taking his time and licking up his spine from tailbone to neck biting his shoulder gently as he slid in to that warm incestuous hole then slowly pumping in and out with more tenderness for Tommy than anyone he had fucked up to that point increasing that special bond they had always shared Mike knew what Stefan wanted and slammed into that caramel ass balls deep. His length and girth getting him a grunt of pain and appreciation even from Stefan as he watched Zeke feed him his cock. Mike pulled almost all the way out and rammed back in again making that ass jiggle more as he gave him what he knew he craved. He looked over at Jeff. the absolute center of his life, who was fucking his younger cousin and winked at him. They timed their climaxes to come together and both moaned in pleasure as the bred the ass they were in with toxic cum. The five of them spent a pleasant sex filled weekend together and promised to have their people talk to each other to iron out the details of the music video. In the coming years Jeff and Tommy would work together on many projects and continue building that special bond made stronger by their shared blood as Jeff taught Tommy that pleasure without pain can be nice too ************* Ezekiel crossed another thing off his list. Jeff had infected Tommy with The Angel Strain of HIV and if Zeke did not get it from Stefan he would eventually contract it while fucking Tommy, Things were right on schedule *********************************************************** Comments and suggestions are always welcome For details on “The Angel Strain of HIV” see my other story here “Somebody to be mine forever” which tells Mike and Jeff’s story Scanbu

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

Route of transmission of Hep C through anal sex almost certainly requires semen plus rectum trauma. That is, only happens when bottom is bred and has a rectum is torn inside with a path to the bloodstream. There doesn't seem to be a plausible way for a top to get Hep C just from barebacking as cocks rarely bleed during fucking. Additionally, unlike HIV, it seems HCV would only be transmissible when the carrier is in the acute phase and has a high VL, which is a few months window . After that VL comes down and is seems to be negative in semen (Unlike HIV). This could explain why Hep C transmission in men to men sex is not very common. This paper explains all this very clearly: [think before following links] https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4866572/ I'd say the odds for a total top that BBs are extremely low for Hep C, emphasis in total. If you give it up and get bred be aware. Also, fairly clear at this point circumcision status really doesn't matter for STDs, CDC is decades behind on this one.

I’ve considered myself straight and have liked girls most of my life. I’ve never been attracted to men. However, I’ve always found bareback gay porn EXTREMELY arousing and I have always imagined myself as the bottom taking loads. It makes no sense. I’ve always wanted to be that bottom in the Treasure Island video and the urge has just grown and grown since school, until I couldn’t take it anymore. After breaking up with my girlfriend and feeling pretty bad, I decided to give into my desire. I ordered PREP and went to a Club Slammer (my first time in a bathhouse). After feeling incredibly awkward for about 20 minutes, I stripped to my jockstrap, went up to the play area, and got in a sling. I’ve fantasized about doing this for years, but just couldn’t resist anymore. It didn’t take more than 5 minutes before this daddy was sliding his cock in. I never could have imagined the pleasure of being fucked bareback. My god, I loved it. After some initial pain I moaning in ecstasy, and was begging for him to shoot his load in my pussy. He did along with another 6 guys. I couldn’t control myself. I was begging for it. Does this mean I’m not straight? This was my first time doing this, but for 1 week all I have been able to think about is getting more loads. Is this normal or am I addicted? I’m craving cocks and cum more than anything now. I’d like a relationship with a woman, but I’m worried it’s too late now. Also, if I’m taking a ton of loads (which I think I’m about to), how reliable is prep? All I want to do is go back and and take more cocks and loads. Please give me your advice. Harper

My bottoms won’t get completely willing. A fully willing bottom for poz cock isn’t hot for me. I mean, if they don’t care about the virus anymore then the danger/risk dies so it defeats the purpose for poz stories, for me at least. But they can get get partially willing. Having conflicted feelings about what they want. Barriers crumbling but still apprehensive.

Verbal of course but I can bare if he is silent but please doesn’t be silent when he comes. Silently coming is a killer for me.

My first time at a bookstore was on my 18th birthday. I walked in kinda nervous, just walked around checking the place out and watching. I was rock hard watching other guys much older just looking at me with this look of lust, some tugging on their bulges and some having their dicks out and stroking them. I went into the dark room, took my cloths off and walked out dressed like a street whore. Wearing a dark wig, red lipstick, some sluty outfit, short skirt, crotchless panties and fishnets. As I was walking around putting myself on display in a way everyone was staring at me. I wound up going back into the dark room where some of the guys followed me. They began groping me all over and taking turns showing their dicks in my mouth feeding me their loads. After they finished leaving my face covered in cum, I walked out into the open group room where I made friends with these two older Daddies who were nice enough to take me under their wings. Then feed me their fat 8-9” dicks, had me call sick into work, then took turns fucking me as others watched stroking their dicks feeding me their loads, dumping them on my face and body. The two Daddies then decided to share me with others, I was in the middle of the room on an odoman getting fucked by total strangers. After they were done the two Daddies asked me how I was enjoying my birthday so far as I was about to answer one of them slid his fingers in my flooded hole pulling out a scoop of cum and fed it to me as the other buried his throbbing cock deep inside me. I moaned like a whore in heat omfg it’s amazing Daddy best birthday ever. Do you want to have some more fun and play with your Daddies? Be our dirty cock hungry faggot sissy slut? I moaned mmmmhmmmm yassss Daddy I do. I walked out a disgusting mess just like that and walked through the parking lot. They took me to a cruise spot at a park n ride where they whored me out some more. I felt so disgusting but so extremely turned on, when we were walking out of the woods the sun was coming up and commuters were beginning to start pulling into the parking lot. I told them that I think it would be fun and kinda hot if maybe I sucked their dicks and they fucked me out in the open. They smiled and said well you are the birthday whore. They took videos taking turns wrecking and breeding my hole as random people pulling in watched. After they took me to my car I told them what an amazing time I had and that if they wanted we could do this again or make it a regular thing. They smiled, we swapped numbers and went our ways. As I was driving home one of them called me and gave me directions to come to his house. He told me that his wife and kids were already gone for the day, and I want you to come over. When I walked in through the front door he was already naked, rock hard and stroking his fat cock. As I walked around the kitchen checking out his house, I asked him if we were all alone with no one to bother us. I walked up to him dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around his fat cock. He busted out some coke, Tina and poppers for us, after that cocktail he slammed his fat cock so deep and hard inside me that I came off the ground. He fucked me for hours putting numerous loads inside me. When it was time to leave he asked me if I was ok with everything that went on, if there was a time where he might have crossed the line. I smirked and replied oh I think lots of lines were crossed, envelopes pushed but none that I didn’t love and enjoyed.

I've been on both sides of thissituation... When I was in hs I met a man from a chat site 2 see him screw another student but the guy "flaked out." And I ended up drunk and stoned while he kept trhint 2 fuck me. I was 2 tight and he came b4 he could getit all the way in, didn't realize there was probably never another guy coming that night until it happened again a week later... I recently had the chance to invite a "straight" guy i play ball with at the rec center over when a bttm buddy was willing to let him watch us fuck and with a Lil pot and booze he soon joined in and wanted 2 fuck me 2. I haven't been fucked in awhile and did a booty bump and blew a few clouds to help, which made the str8 guy ask what it was and eventually join in on smoking it. While I was ducking his dock to get him hard I tentatively played with his hole. He said no at first but kept pushing back on my tongue and fingers until I was able to get 3 all the way in with only a few screams if I did it too fast. He was so high he didn't realize I switched them out for my raw cock until I told him I was ready 2 cum, which made him suddenly try to push himself off or tighten his thighs to squeeze me out. We all know what that did, kaboom I went off like a qeyser while he told me he didn't want my fag cum in his hole. I did my best to pretend I wasn't cumming and he believed my excuse that I was concentrating to keep from cumming. I shot 4 loads in him b4 he went home, and when he realized I'd stealthed him he flipped me over and bred me on the floor, then told me to get him clean underwear to wear home cause his girlfriend does his laundry!

I started when I was 12, sorta wish I had started younger, but I still have lots of fun memories using my young age to get men to whip out their dicks fairly easily haha

Part 2-Trent It was strange, I was up all night, but I felt very awake and alert. I was allowed to refresh myself with a dip in the pool before getting dressed and allowed to leave. As I was in the pool, I thought about what had happened the night before and how good he made me feel. I got out of the pool with a raging hard cock that was quickly sucked on by my host. It didn’t take long for me to blow my load that he swallowed down. It was the best blow job I had ever had in my life. As I left he told me “Come back to swim any time boy and remember to bring one of your buddies over with you.” As I walked home I noticed several test messages from Trent. He kept asking if I was ok and did I need any help. I sent a text back to him that I was feeling good and was going home to sleep. He asked what happened to me last night. I wasn’t ready to tell him. When I got home I grabbed a shower and crashed for the rest of the day. I woke up late afternoon to Trent coming into my bedroom. “What happened to you last night bro?” “I got busted after you guys took off.” “What did he do to you?” I wasn’t gonna admit to being fucked, and since I wanted to get Trent over to the guy's house, I lied. “He took me in his house and we talked. He’s a nice man and let me swim all night. He told me I could come back to his place with a friend and swim any time.” “No way. Its gonna be in the 90’s today. Can we go over there and swim this afternoon?” “Sure. Let me get in the shower and we can head on over.” “What about Dave and Joey?” “He wants to meet you one at a time. Next time we can invite one of them to join us.” “Right on!” I got out of bed naked and headed for the shower. Trent blatantly stared at my ‘morning wood’, little aware he would receive some 'wood' of his own when we got to the guy’s house. I showered up, grabbed some shorts and a shirt and we were out the door. We made the short walk over to his house and I rang the bell. He came to the door in the same shorts he wore last night. “Well, hello there. And who is this?” “This is Trent, one of my friends from last night.” “It’s nice to meet you Trent. I think you’ll like swimming in my pool without having to jump the fence.” “Yeah, I bet I will. Thanks for letting us use your pool.” "My pleasure - that's what pools are for." We went through the house back to the pool. Once there I stripped down and jumped in the water. Trent looked down at me a little puzzled. “You’re just gonna skinny dip in the guy’s pool?” “Sure I am. He’s ok with that.” “Yes it’s ok with me if you want to skinny dip in my pool. That’s the only way I swim.” “Come on Trent, you were skinny dipping last night.” I watched as Trent stripped down and jumped in the water. After swimming for a while our host asked “You boys want something to drink?” I answered “Sure, what ya got?” “What do you want?” Trent said “A coke is fine with me.” I responded "Same for me, please." Our host went into the house and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. We hopped out of the pool and sat on the edge as we began to drink them down. When we were almost finished our host asked “How would you like a tour of my house, Trent?” Trent answered with a slightly slurred voice, “Sure - why not?” We went into the house and followed our host as he showed every bedroom and explained his décor. When it came time to show the basement I could see Trent begin to sway and weave as he walked. He barely made it down the stairs when our host grabbed him and put him in the sling in the corner. I helped our host restrain Trent before he tied me to the cross along the wall and began to whip me as he waited for Trent to regain consciousness. It seemed that I was getting a harder lashing then I did the night before when Trent started to come around. I looked over at Trent as he pulled on his restraints. Seeing the panic begin to settle in his eyes our host stopped whipping me and walked over to my friend. “I see our little bitch is awake.” “What the fuck! Let me go or I’ll scream.” “Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you. This basement is sound proof.” He came back over to me and released me from the cross. Led me over to the bench and restrained me there. I still had a good view of Trent and watched as our host walked over and prepared 2 syringes. He came over and gave me mine first. I felt the rush and let out a strong cough as the drugs hit me. I could tell he gave me more then I had last night and I was so happy to have that high again. Trent yelled out “You’re not gonna stick me with that needle bro, I don’t do anything but smoke a little weed” as our host prepped Trent's arm for the slam. I watched the look in Trent’s eyes as he was given his slam. I kept looking into his eyes as the rubber was removed from his arm. I hear him cough and knew the drugs were hitting him hard. He looked over at me as he saw our host come up behind me and start to fuck me. I could tell he was out of it cause of the drugs in him. I got fucked for a while before I was released and taken over to the sling where I was told “Lick that boy’s ass and get it ready for me to fuck. I better see your tongue as far up that cunt hole as you can stick it.” I worked my tongue on Trent’s ass, licking and sucking best I could as I heard my friend begin to moan. After a while I was told “That’s good enough boy.” I was pulled out and told to sit there, fuck myself with a dildo and watch. I looked up at Trent to see a glazed look in his eyes as he uncontrollably moaned. I now knew what I looked like getting fucked for the first time and why I liked it so much. My ass was greedily taking as much of the large dildo I was given inside me as I good give. What I really needed was to be fucked. I not really sure how long we were there when I was told “Get that dildo out of your ass, boy, and have Trent here suck your dick till your hard.” I did as I was told and soon was standing next to Trent’s head so he could suck my dick. I could tell that Trent was about to get his first load of cum deposited inside his ass. It made me think back to the night before when I took half a dozen loads from our host. He began to grunt and groan and fuck harder into Trent’s abused ass when he shouted out “Here you go Trent my boy!” After our host was done seeding Trent’s well used ass he had me get between Trent’s legs. “Now it’s time for you to fuck your buddy.” I lined my hard cock up with Trent's wet hole and slid right inside. Once I was inside Trent I could feel our host behind me sliding his cock inside me. Boy did that feel good. He then started to fuck me as I fucked into Trent. It took some coordination, but eventually we got a good rhythm going where I did most of the work, sliding into Trent, and sliding back on our host's cock. Maybe I made it a point to really hammer Trent's ass, but to be sure, I lasted a long time. Each time I felt like I was gonna blow, I backed-off, allowing the sensation to pass so I could keep up with our host, who unloaded in me a few times before I finally lost my nut inside Trent. He pulled out of me as I pulled out of Trent and he slammed back into Trent. I am sure he gave Trent a few more loads before he let him out of the sling and over to the shower area to feed him some of his piss. Trent and I showered off as we were watched by our host. Not a word was spoken and I’m not sure what came over us but all of a sudden Trent and I were kissing as we showered off. We then went out and jumped in the pool before we got dressed to split, both Trent and I were exhausted and wanted to crash. Our host discretely reminded me once again that I was to bring my other buddies around, saying “You have two more to bring me. Have fun with Trent tonight.” We got back to my place and headed to my room where Trent started to kiss me and before I knew it we ere naked with him fucking me. I remember him cumming just before we both passed out from exhaustion.